La casa 3 Page #2

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Martha?

Where are you?

Over here, here she is.

Martha.

Jesus Christ.

You're bleeding, what happened?

- Oh, Paul, it was horrible.

- What was? Come on.

Over there, the washing machine.

Wait a minute.

Wait a minute.

All right. What the hell

happened down here?

Please take me out of here.

- Okay.

- I'm really scared.

Put your arm around me.

Give me some light, okay.

You're gonna be all right.

Come on.

Let's get you settled down.

Easy. Easy.

Paul's telling the truth.

I listened to that tape, myself,

about 20 times.

It doesn't mean anything.

It's just a bunch of nonsense.

Yeah, right.

And so is what happened

to Martha in the cellar.

But it did happen.

Maybe

there's something supernatural

about all this, guys.

I don't know.

All I know are computers.

I just feel like

we're in some kind of danger

and we've got to do something.

Come on, you've seen

too many horror movies.

Same old b*tch and know-it-all.

Always contradicting everything

anybody says.

You wanna mind

your own beeswax,

- you little brat or else...

- Or else what?

Or else.

For Christ's sake,

will you cut it out?

We got enough trouble as is

around here.

Okay. I'm with you. We gotta

get to the bottom of this.

You got any ideas?

My radio's in the truck.

All I can think of is

we tune in to 1790 MHZ,

we listen all night, say about,

two or three miles from here.

- Me too?

- Right.

You tune in

to the same frequency

but don't send any messages.

- You got it?

- Got it.

What do you think will happen?

We'll see.

Feel like keeping me company?

I don't want

to go back to Boston.

Okay, let's get organized.

By the way, Tina,

why didn't you tell us

that you went over the wall

at school?

I asked the headmistress

for permission.

Bullshit. I just talked to her

an hour ago.

- But, I...

- Tina.

If there's something

that really pisses me off,

it's your constant lying.

It's like you get

some perverted pleasure

out of making things up.

Idiots. You're all against me.

I hate you!

I hate you all!

I hate you.

Is it okay?

Yeah, it's okay.

We just have to wait.

You think it will work?

I don't know.

Maybe we never should've

come here.

This house is weird.

It's like something really

horrible happened here once.

Oh, you just think that

'cause nobody lives here.

Empty houses are always creepy.

Oh, yeah.

Well, how come

no one does live here?

Nothing's gonna happen.

This is getting boring.

It's already 11:
04.

Oh, my God, what was that?

Listen, you stay here.

I'm going downstairs

to take a look.

Who are you?

What do you want?

For God's sakes...

Somebody help me.

Help!

Help!

That was Jim.

Incredible.

Just like the other night.

Jim!

Jim! Answer me!

Oh, no.

No.

No.

Come on, let's go.

Mark! Help!

Mark! Help!

Mark! Help!

Help! Mark!

Get in the camper now.

Lock the door.

Help!

Help!

Mark!

Help!

Help!

Jesus Christ.

Mark, you're hurt.

It's all right. I'll be okay.

Look, it's that man.

What happened?

The guy was attacking Tina

with an ax.

Thank God I got there in time.

She's safe inside the camper.

You're losing

a lot of blood, Mark.

We gotta get you

to the hospital.

We'll turn him over

to the police.

- Where's Jim?

- I don't know.

We got separated.

We heard these weird noises

like laughing

coming from the first floor.

He took off to check it out.

Jim?

Jim?

Jim.

Help! Hurry!

Paul!

- Are you all right?

- Yeah, sure.

He went that way.

Damn it.

- He just got by us.

- Forget it.

He's gone now.

- Did you tell Tina about Jim?

- Yeah.

You think she'll be okay?

I gave her a tranquilizer.

She's asleep.

Don't worry, I'll stay with her.

Come on, Mark, let's go.

Lock yourself inside the camper.

Don't open the door

for any reason

until I get back

with the police.

Okay.

Listen, I know who did it.

I saw her.

I saw her plain as day.

Tina, what are you

talking about?

The girl in the white dress.

She was down in the cellar.

Near Jim.

- She had this weird doll.

- Doll?

Yeah, it was like

they understood each other.

I don't know.

Then I heard that song.

That stupid song.

Was it like

a children's nursery rhyme?

Then you believe me?

Oh, sure, I believe you.

Of course.

Thank goodness. Everyone thinks

I lie all the time, but I don't.

I know.

Now try and close your eyes

and get some sleep, okay?

Okay.

Close your eyes.

Is anybody there?

Martha. Are you hurt?

The doll. The doll is in there.

422, 422 here. Lieutenant's

already on location

I'm done here, Ferguson.

I'll see you tomorrow

after the autopsy.

Thank you, Doctor.

I'll see you tomorrow.

How's your sister doing?

She's still in shock. We had to

give her a tranquilizer.

I'll have to question her

as soon as she's able.

Of course.

There's something you people

don't know about this place.

A terrible crime

was committed here

about 20 years ago.

Double murder. Husband and wife.

Mr. and Mrs. Baker.

- They lived here?

- They did.

Lieutenant?

Excuse me.

They found him butchered,

one afternoon, in May, 1967.

I was on the case then

so I remember it well.

Did you find the murderer?

No, it was one of the unsolved,

I'm afraid.

Just like

the death of the little girl.

Little girl?

Yeah, the 11 year old

daughter, Henrietta.

First we listed her as missing.

- Then. ..

- And then?

Then we found her

down in the cellar.

Someone locked her in.

She was dead, though

there were no marks on her.

No signs of violence.

A total mystery.

And since then?

Since then

the house has been shut up,

left just as it was.

And nobody wanted

to live here any more.

Who owns the house now?

The county.

Strange, Tina saw a little girl

near Jim's body.

Tina has a tendency

to make things up.

Folks like to see ghosts

in every dark corner.

There's one thing, though.

If you people

weren't trespassing,

none of this would've happened.

Valkos was bound to go off

his rocker sooner or later.

- You think he killed Jim?

- There's no one else.

County pays him

to keep an eye on the place.

They subsidize him.

You see, he used to be

in a state mental hospital.

And in his twisted mind,

your brother must've looked

like a thief or worse.

So he hit him with a fan.

But he had an ax.

Well, in any case,

he won't get far, don't worry.

We'll see to it that he doesn't

hurt anyone any more.

You didn't buy it either,

did you?

Ferguson's full of sh*t.

He ought to be helping

little old ladies

across the street.

I'm positive Tina wasn't lying

about the little girl.

Now don't forget the picture

that we found in the trunk.

She could've seen it too, maybe,

just imagined the rest.

- Do you really think so?

- No.

So what can we do, Paul?

How should I know?

It's all just

one big horrible mess.

But since the police

are deaf and blind,

I guess we're just on our own.

- How's Tina, Mark?

- She's still asleep.

Listen, there's something

I want to try.

Only I need my computer.

Martha and I

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