Joey
- TV-14
- Year:
- 2004
- 22 min
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MAKING CONTACT JOEY
For my thoughts are not your thoughts,
neither are your ways my
ways, declares the Lord.
As the heavens are higher than the earth,
so are my ways higher than your ways...
...and my thoughts than your thoughts.
As the rain and the snow come down
from heaven, and do not return to it
without watering the earth
and making it bud and flourish,
so that it yields seed for the
sower and bread for the eater,
so is my word that
goes out from my mouth:
It will not return to me empty,
but will accomplish what I desire
and achieve the purpose
for which I sent it.
Have mercy on us sinners.
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust.
You shall go out in joy
and be led forth in peace.
...Amen.
My deepest sympathy.
Be brave, my boy.
I'm so sorry...
Chin up, kid.
My, how you've grown.
You may not remember. We are
Uncle Brad and Aunt Margaret.
You're the man of the family now.
I can't do it. I simply
can't finish the tower.
I know exactly how to do it,
but without you it's just no fun.
I really try to think
about what you said.
The whole time I try
to imagine you are here.
But that makes me even sadder.
Dad, I miss you so much.
That's it Joey, come
on, show me what you got.
Come on. Yes!
That's it! Well done.
Again, let's go.
Scooter, bring it!
Daddy, please come back.
Slow down. Stop.
When I open my eyes
everything will be over.
Please.
Don't you hear? Stop now, please!
Charlie.
Daddy? That's not possible!
Daddy? That just can't be.
Oh, no!
Yes, all my toys started going mad.
Yes, and Charlie, the robot
you gave me last Christmas,
makes the funniest sounds now.
No, really, it's crazy!
But if I can hear you,
why can't I see you?
I don't understand, I can
clearly feel that you are here.
Well... there's not much to tell.
Oh yeah, Jessica finally left today.
It was about time, in two
weeks I go back to school.
Too bad, but maybe I'll make
the basketball team this year.
- Daddy, don't leave me again.
- Dear God, please help me.
Promise? You can't do that.
Never again.
Please?
Daddy... I love you.
We were discussing this
fellow here yesterday...
...and we have seen
that he doesn't lay eggs.
Today we examine the
ordinary chicken egg.
I hope you all brought your own one.
A chicken egg is built in a way
that it can't be broken lengthwise.
Hold it with the small part facing up.
Bernie, Bernie, now he has it.
This is what your father looks like now.
Bobby, if you keep eating
like this you'll burst.
Joey, what do you have
there? Let me see it?
This kind of humor is going too far.
What if your father had died...
But he is not dead, he still calls him.
- Who is this nonsense?
- That's what the loony said.
Now listen closely.
Joey loved his father, and
surely thinks about him a lot.
May he can't believe that
he'll never see him again.
I don't think it's
fair making fun of him.
Joey, where's your egg?
Did somebody take it?
- William, did you take it?
- No, I didn't.
- Bernie?
- Me? No.
- Michael?
- No, certainly not.
I'm waiting for an answer.
Who took it from him?
C'mon guys respond.
Well, whatever you want...
Everyone will stay behind after class...
Damn it, quiet!
A rather macabre joke.
Joey is apparently not accepted.
He seems to have no friends.
I've tried everything with no success.
I don't understand.
I thought he was all right or I
wouldn't have sent him back to school.
He misses his father,
that's the problem.
Yes, I know.
There's something else...
Children make fun of him because he
says he talks to his father on the phone.
- The kids say that?
- No, Joey says that.
Latest news, when last night..
your phone went crazy,
don't get upset, your
neighbor's did the same.
Around 10 pm the phone
system of Virginia Beach...
...collapsed for half an hour.
Joey.
Joey.
Charlie wait, he won't do anything.
Scooter, stay!
What are you doing up there?
Dinner's ready.
Hey Scooter, leave him alone.
He must be in there
Hey, Charlie, Don't you hear? Get out.
What is that?
Joey?
Charlie, be quiet already.
How could you stand it down there?
It's much nicer here than
being around this old junk.
Scooter.
Joey, you have 5 more seconds.
- 5 seconds are over.
- They are not.
By the time you come the food is cold.
Don't make that face again.
I was watching that.
First you eat and then to bed.
Drink your milk.
- Do that again!
- What?
What you just did.
Give it to me.
Now do it again.
My god!
Who showed you? Who
taught you that trick?
It's not a trick.
Don't tell me. Of course it's a trick.
- Do it again.
- I don't want to.
Please Joey. I want to know.
You do it under the table, right?
Come on, I want to learn it.
- It's really not a trick.
- No
- Then how do you do it?
- I just wish it.
You just wish it?
Daddy helps me.
Daddy?
Don't be afraid.
- I don't have to be afraid?
- I'll get it.
Come on.
OK, then stay here.
You are evil.
What do you want?
Jonathan Fletcher was the last great
ventriloquist. In the thirties...
...he created a new show
"Fletcher & Fletcher"...
...which got him world
- famous.
His partner Fletcher,
the famous puppet...
...soon turned into a malicious being.
What do you want from me?
After his wife and son died in a
tragic accident he stopped performing.
In the late 40s he showed up again...
...and made a comeback
with his old show.
In 1954 he died under mysterious
circumstances in a fire...
Answer me, who are
you? Or leave me alone.
...many people doubted the burned
remains were Jonathan Fletcher's...
because neither traces of the dummy...
I don't want to have anything to
do with you, do you understand?
Mommy!
Please don't hurt her, leave her alone.
Stop it!
Stop it!
Mom!
What did he do to you?
Did he lock you out?
Joey, what are you
doing. Scare me to death?
Joey, what's going on with you?
Why isn't the light on?
What's the matter with you.
You were never afraid before.
- I'm not afraid.
- Of course not.
Were you on the phone again?
Joey, something's wrong with you.
What happened in the
kitchen? Won't you tell me?
- I can't.
- You can't?
It's okay.
Everything is okay.
We'll talk about it tomorrow, al right?
Regarding the latest shutdown of
the Virginia Beach phone system...
...experts are still debating the
possible cause of this latest interference.
extraterrestrial phenomenon.
Some say that only psychologists
of the paranormal may solve this.
Subscribers at Virginia Beach are
requested to have some more patience...
...and are asked for
their understanding...
It wasn't me.
What do you mean?
- What do you mean?
- Honest.
My God Joey, why do
you say such a thing?
Would you please tell
me what's going on?
- Do you promise not to tell anyone?
- Of course.
He's evil. He want let
me to talk to Daddy.
Joey, we'll leave in half an hour.
How come you weren't in school today?
We're going to see my aunt Jessica.
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