Insidious: Chapter 3
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Who is it?
Hi. My name is Quinn.
I was looking for Elise.
It's okay, Warren. Go upstairs.
I'm Elise.
Hi. Gosh, I'm sorry
to bother you like this.
I got your name
from Claire Ortisky's mom.
Mrs. Ortisky. Emily.
Sorry, Emily Ortisky.
Yeah, she told me
you worked as a psychic
and that you were really amazing
when she saw you.
I remember Emily.
Yeah. She's awesome.
She's like, she's really nice.
And she told me how great you were.
She gave me a phone number for you,
but it wasn't working.
So, you know, I... I'm really sorry
to have just shown up like this.
It's okay.
But if you're looking for a reading,
unfortunately, I don't do those anymore.
- I have money. I brought like $50.
- No, no, no, no. It's not that, honey.
- I just can't, and I'm pretty busy, so...
- Okay.
Where did you come from?
Whealan Park.
That's a long way.
Yeah, it's no big deal though.
I mean, I'm the one who just showed up.
I'm really sorry
that I've wasted your time.
Why don't you come in for a minute?
A good chat is never time wasted, right?
- I love the style of your house. It's so cool.
- Thank you. Have a seat.
Thanks.
You're a very smart girl, Quinn.
- Depends who you ask.
- No, you are. You read a lot.
You have a lot of books
in that bag of yours.
Yeah. Yeah. I love reading.
What made you come
all the way here today?
I wanna talk to someone
who's not around anymore.
Who?
My mom.
She died a year and a half ago.
She had cancer.
I mean, well, first she had breast cancer
and then she had a mastectomy,
but it decided to hang around
and travel to her lungs.
it wanted to be with her
just as much as everyone else did.
Well, tell me about her.
I mean, she was great.
Like, I mean, she could always hang out
with all of my friends.
God, she loved old music,
like vinyl records and stuff,
and she always wanted to talk to me.
Like...
I'm sorry.
No, no. That's okay.
It's like...
It's like sometimes
I can feel her around me.
Like at night I'll be in my room,
or I'll be sleeping
and something will wake me up.
Or, you know,
I'll find things in weird places.
Like I'll find my diary
somewhere strange.
I don't know.
- I mean, I guess it's kind of crazy.
- Not to me, it isn't.
You've tried to contact your mother
on your own, haven't you?
Yeah. Yeah. Yeah, I mean, I've...
I mean, I've asked her to talk to me
but, you know, she never does.
That's why I came here.
You know? I really need
to ask her some questions.
I know what that's like.
All right. You have to give me a moment,
and I can't promise anything.
Here, please take a little bit of money.
No. I got out of this business.
If I accept that from you, I'm back in it.
Normally, we do this downstairs
in my reading room.
What's your mom's name?
Lily. Lily Brenner.
Lily Brenner.
I'm calling out and trying
to make contact with Lily Brenner.
Lily, if you can hear me,
please talk to me.
Lily.
Are you out there?
- I can hear someone.
- Is it my mom?
No, it isn't your mother.
Go away.
Go away. Go away.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry. There's a reason
I had to stop doing this.
There's other people that do this.
You have to find one of them.
You're gonna be okay, Quinn.
But take my advice
and do not try to contact your mother
on your own anymore.
You have to be very careful.
If you call out to one of the dead,
all of them can hear you.
Are you there?
Mom?
Are you there?
Today? No. Today?
No, I don't think so. No.
Hey, you know what?
What I mean is that I can't be
in two places at the same time.
Yeah, the whole building
needs to be rewired.
The original guys really screwed it.
You know, that's an entire extra day
of work for me.
You got that, right?
Hang on, Bill.
There's no food.
Didn't you go to the grocery?
- Yeah, I did.
- Well, what did you get?
- I mean, what's this, "quinoa"?
- Quinoa.
Bill? Yeah, of course,
I'm gonna call the guy.
I gotta get the part. Hang on, Bill.
- What are you doing?
- I'm taking a photo.
- Why?
- Dad, it's for my blog.
None of what you just said to me
makes any sense.
It's not supposed to.
Okay. Well, how about don't blog it?
Just eat it.
That's a great t-shirt.
You're weird.
You're such a weird person.
You know, nobody cares
what you're having for breakfast.
Will you just go get your brother
ready for school, please?
- Alex. Alex!
- What?
- Come on. Get up. Get ready for school.
- I am.
God, it stinks in here. Come on, get up.
Okay, fine. I'll tell Dad.
Jeez! Can you hold on a second?
I was getting...
- Just get out! Get out! Get out!
- Don't touch me!
"I'll never forget this.
"You'll go to the end of the world,
and you'll find me waiting there.
"Your servant.
"You'll always find me waiting there,
your servant."
Okay. "I'll never forget this."
All right, all right. I am.
I'm hurrying. Right. Bye.
Why is it quiet? Quiet's not good.
Alex, you see this face?
This is my "whoop-ass" face.
When you see this face,
it means I'm about to whoop ass.
Get ready. Come on.
"You gave me life when I was dying.
And when I was leaving this world..."
- Quinn!
- Jesus, you scared me!
I need to rely on you
to get him up and going.
- He's lying around like a corpse.
- No, I did.
No, I need you
to get him ready for school.
Dad, I have to learn my lines!
When am I gonna do that?
I need your help here.
I'm drowning. He's running late.
You could have done this anytime.
You're being selfish.
Yeah, I'm being really selfish
for worrying about my future?
Just help me out.
Come on.
Good timing, Hector.
Now, you get to see Quinn.
- Were you waiting there?
- Shut up.
I wasn't, like, waiting.
I just like... I just came out.
I know.
- So, what have you got first?
- I'm not going to school today.
I have an audition for
a theater school in New York.
Are you serious? That's awesome. Wow.
New York. It's far away.
Quinn. You gotta see these birds.
There's a flock of them at City Hall.
But these ones are nicer,
but you can't eat them.
Sorry, kids. Sometimes she's not sure
about what she's saying.
I know her.
I know her.
That's what you have
to look forward to when you get old.
- Yes. So do you.
- Yeah, but you'll get old first.
Okay, I can't wait for this thing.
We're taking the stairs.
- No!
- See you later, Hector.
See you! Later.
Mom, help me get through this.
- Hi there, Quinn.
- Yeah. Hi.
- Thank you. I'm so excited.
I'm a huge fan of your school. I've...
You know, it's always been
a dream of mine to go there.
- I've always...
- Great.
- Have you prepared something for us?
- Yeah, I have.
Whenever you're ready.
"I won't ever forget this.
"You will go to the end of the world
and you will find me waiting there.
"Your servant."
It's okay. It's okay.
You can start the scene again.
Yeah, sorry. I'm sorry. I know it.
Do you wanna take a break
and come back in a little bit?
I hate him,
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