Intruders Page #3

She's terrified.

Are you okay?

What is it, sweetheart?

Talk to me.

Mia.

Talk to me.

Sweetheart,

tell me what's wrong.

Mia.

Sweetheart, what is it?

(RAIN PATTERING)

(HOLLOWFACE RASPING)

(THUNDER RUMBLING)

One, two, three, four...

Mommy, Mommy!

Juan...

How are you?

Everything okay?

No wonder the father ran off.

Did she tell you that?

No.

She speaks only of a presence,

that there's something

inside the boy.

They're both nuts,

the boy and the mother.

They would spook anyone.

She told you more

than she told me.

You don't know

how to treat women.

Will you help them?

What do you want me to do?

I don't know. Make them

think you got rid of it.

Got rid of what?

We're talking about

something very serious.

It wouldn't have

to be official.

It would be like a placebo.

Antonio, you can't perform

such a serious ritual

just to settle the nerves

of a crazy woman.

No matter how pretty she is.

You can't play around

with this stuff, damn it.

Leave them alone.

This is a job

for a psychiatrist,

not for us.

And then he leapt

from your window?

Oh, Mia. I'm sorry.

What a terrible thing to go

through, it must be terrifying!

And you haven't been able

to speak ever since?

Or you haven't wanted to?

Things and...

It's important I know.

You can't.

You know, it's all

right to be afraid.

I get scared too sometimes.

Everyone does.

Please, come with me.

As there's nothing physically

preventing your daughter from speaking,

her silence is an acute

emotional response

to the severe shock

she experienced.

So what do we do?

Oh, you have to be patient.

Should she keep

going to school?

Oh, yes, absolutely.

You don't want to

disrupt her routine,

but I will need to

see Mia every day.

Every day?

Mr Farrow,

I'm sure you want to avoid

Mia re-living the experience

through flashbacks

or recurring nightmares.

We want to facilitate

the successful,

emotional processing

of the trauma through

basic counselling.

During the sessions, Mia

will confront her fears.

We've found the method to be extremely

effective for the children...

MIA:
Hollowface

did not give up.

He would wait for the right moment

to rip off the girl's face.

Hollowface crept closer,

and closer and closer.

(ALARM BLARING)

You haven't got one

that's a bit quieter?

Quieter?

Wouldn't have a Chihuahua

as a guard dog, would you?

This is a Rottweiler.

It's an excellent choice.

Complete security package.

No more worries.

(ALARM STOPS)

How about...

(ALARM WAILING)

I made you something to eat.

You're doing your homework?

Listen, Mia, you don't have to

do it if you don't want to.

"Want to." Okay.

Come, come here.

Come here. Sit.

MAN:
You can

only access the images

on the central Web site

with a password.

It's very secure.

Yes, hi, mate, yeah. I need to

enter a password for a customer.

Name, John Farrow.

Yep.

One, nine, six, seven.

(KIDS SHOUTING)

Hi, Juan.

How are you?

Remember me?

Juan.

Mommy, I'm having fun!

We're leaving.

We can't be here.

Let's go.

Come on.

Juan...

MIA:
Hollowface crept

closer, and closer.

The girl knew that

Hollowface was there.

She could feel him

watching her.

She wanted to scream for help,

but when she opened her mouth

she couldn't make a sound.

Her parents couldn't

keep her safe

because Hollowface

was already inside.

He'd made a new lair

right in her room,

in a dark corner everyone

had forgotten about.

His new lair was big

enough for both of them.

Hollowface would drag

the girl into his lair

and keep her there in the dark,

imprison her, away from

her parents, forever.

Then she wouldn't

need her face ever again.

He started calling her

to his lair.

She felt his claws

reaching out to her.

(GASPS)

(DOOR CREAKING)

(GASPS)

(MUFFLED GRUNTING)

(GRUNTING)

(GASPS)

(MIA GASPING)

John!

(ALARM SOUNDING)

(GLASS SHATTERING)

Mia, are you okay?

Are you okay?

(MIA BREATHING DEEPLY)

(MONITOR BEEPING)

DR ROY:
She's fine now. Her

blood pressure is very low.

She needs to rest.

We're going to run

some allergy tests.

Anaphylactic shock is a severe

hypersensitivity body reaction,

but I don't want you

to worry, Mrs Farrow,

we will find what triggered it.

In the meantime,

I'm gonna prescribe

some intravenous

adrenaline and sedatives

in case of emergency.

If she loses consciousness and

the ambulance takes too long,

you can inject it yourself.

It takes only a couple of

seconds to take effect.

I'll have a nurse

show you how it works.

Okay. Thank you.

I'll go get a nurse.

OFFICER:
Could you

give us a description?

Yeah, he looked really weird.

It was like...

It was like he was deformed.

Deformed?

But it's a good job you installed

those security cameras.

I'll have one of my men

check the coverage.

But we'll need your password.

Yeah, of course.

Sorry, would you excuse me?

Hey, how is she?

She's all right.

She's all right.

(SIGHS)

(CELL PHONE RINGING)

SUSAN NA:
It's Dave.

Please, take him. He's been

calling the whole time.

Hello?

Mrs Farrow,

can you tell me

what happened tonight?

DAVE ON PHONE:
I'm calling

because your mother asked me to.

Your mother wants us to be...

Don't worry.

Everything's fine.

I'm taking care

of the situation.

She is worried about Mia.

How is she, John?

I didn't see him.

I just...

John?

Dave, I can't talk right now.

Sorry, I've gotta go.

Dave, how are they?

They'll be fine.

(ANTONIO SPEAKING)

Sit down.

Come with me, Juan.

Lie down.

We're going to pray together.

I'm going to say a prayer

and repeat after me, all right?

Mommy says you're going to

make Hollowface go away.

That's right.

Jesus will come,

he'll grab Hollowface

and poof.

He'll throw him into a pit

so deep he'll never get out.

But Hollowface can fly.

Juan, keep quiet

and obey the father.

Cross yourselves.

Give me your hand.

"You, Lord, are my refuge.

He shall deliver thee from

the snare of the fowler

and from

the noisome pestilence."

Repeat it.

"You, Lord, are my refuge.

He shall deliver thee from

the snare of the fowler

and from

the noisome..."

"From

the noisome pestilence."

"From

the noisome pestilence."

"Thou shalt not be afraid

for the terror by night,

nor for the arrow

that flieth by day."

Juan.

Please.

I don't want to.

That's all right.

We'll try something else.

I'll pray

and you repeat it

to yourself in silence.

Close your eyes.

"Thou shalt not be afraid

for the terror by night,

nor for the arrow

that flieth by day."

(ANTONIO SIGHS)

I can't.

I can't do it.

I can't expel him

if I don't know who he is.

You know who he is, don't you?

(JUAN SPEAKING)

He has no face.

His face is hidden.

I can't see it.

You can't see it because

he's wearing a hood, right?

Close your eyes.

Try to imagine his face.

Take it off.

Take off his hood.

Father, that's enough.

Good, Juan.

Good.

He's there.

(ANTONIO SPEAKING)

Where, Juan?

There.

Where is he?

There's nothing there.

What do you see?

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