No Tell Motel Page #2

( crying )

hello?

hello?

little girl, where

are your parents?

sweetheart?

sweetheart,

you must be

in shock.

you need to come

with me, okay?

little girl?

sweetheart?

you need to come

with me, okay?

little girl?

( gasping )

aaaah!

( tires screech )

someone's here!

rachel!

( gasping )

oh, my god.

oh, my god.

spencer:

no, rachel, no.

how the f*** did they

miss the flares?

ohh.

oh, god.

help me get him

out of here.

you actually want

to help this drunk,

after what

he just did?

what, you want to just

let him die here?

he killed rachel.

he needs our help.

( all grunting )

( sighs )

he'll make it

till tomorrow...

won't he?

i don't know.

hey, maybe there's

something in the

office we can use.

you'll be fine.

yeah.

i'll be fine.

( ding )

uhh!

( clanging, music playing )

( creaking )

( grunting )

f***.

oh!

( grunting )

( crying )

aah!

( gasps )

( gasping )

( bell dings )

( corey sobbing )

give me some of that.

god damn it,

spence, please.

all right, cool.

just take it easy, man.

don't spill.

lovely.

do you really

think you should be

drinking right now?

what are you doing?

kyle.

uhh!

uhh!

hey.

what?!

what, you want to

rescue me, too?

kyle, you need

to stay calm.

you don't want to

get like before.

what's that

supposed to mean?

when you couldn't

play football anymore.

i told you i never

wanted to talk

about that again!

it's just sports!

jesus, meggie.

i'm sorry.

don't. go help corey

or something.

just leave me alone!

corey?

corey, are you here?

kyle?

corey, where are you?

kyle, be careful.

( gasps )

kyle, someone's here.

holy sh*t.

holy sh*t.

we're not alone.

i'll go get help.

no, don't leave me

down here, please.

but i can't get

you out by myself.

no, there's someone

down here!

please help me!

okay, fine, yeah.

all right, all right.

um...i'll go find

something, okay?

like a ladder

or stairs, all right?

and i'll talk to you

the whole way through.

all right?

okay.

here, here. take this.

uhh!

all right, um...

i'm just gonna be

in the next room,

all right?

i'll be right back.

please hurry.

i'll be right back.

hey, i think i can

get you out of there!

oh, thank god.

what'd you find?

kyle, are you okay?

kyle?

looks like you could

use a drink.

i thought

you were out.

never leave home

without back-up.

( both laugh )

( sobbing )

( crying )

kyle, god damn it!

aah! aah!

( screaming )

( footsteps )

in here.

hey.

( faucet squeaks,

water runs )

( gasping )

( gasps )

mary! no!

( grunting )

( mary screaming )

no!

( screaming )

( both screaming )

i'm sorry.

no.

i want to help.

at least someone does.

i don't like

how he talks to you.

he's just upset,

that's all.

what are you doing?

i--i thought

we just connected.

well, you're wrong.

okay.

he's your brother.

he is.

rachel's dead!

okay, got it! forgive

the f*** out of me!

where are you going?

i'm gonna

have a smoke.

does that pass

your ethics test?

man:
mary.

mary, wake up.

mary.

kyle?

kyle?

kyle? kyle?

ohh.

( grunting )

uhh!

( grunting )

hang on.

( grunting )

( grunting )

aah!

( grunting )

aaah!

guys?

corey?

oh, my god.

corey?

kyle?

this is disgusting.

( gunshot )

oh! oh, sh*t!

sorry, spence.

whoa, don't sneak up

on me like that!

sneak up?! i just

called your name!

jesus christ on

a f***ing crutch, man.

where did you get

that thing?

( gasps )

and this is proof

someone's here?

it's a tall guy,

taller than me.

uh-huh. did you see

any unicorns

or dancing leprechauns?

if mom and dad

could see you now.

don't tell megan.

whatever, man.

but if you have a problem,

she deserves to know.

mum's the word.

we should probably

get back, huh?

what about corey, bro?

oh, she's in the hole.

what?

are you kidding me?

corey!

you think one of us

should climb down?

you really are high.

well, what else

are we gonna do?

look for some stairs.

come on!

i remember coming

back from the store.

that's about it.

i hope my car fared

better than me.

it's totaled, isn't it?

son of a gun.

what?

was someone else hurt?

are they okay?

you shouldn't

have been drinking.

i try not to.

it's a sickness.

please.

you drove over

my best friend.

we had to drag

her body into a ditch!

oh, no.

no.

what's your name?

matthew...

hogan.

well, matthew,

when morning comes,

you can turn

yourself in.

but for tonight,

it looks like you're

staying here with us.

where is here, anyway?

oh, boy.

whoa,

what you got?

oh, great. now what?

we use the key.

what key?

oh. thakey.

what's so bad

about this place?

( gunshot )

that's the second one.

no, wait, wait.

i grew up around here.

there are stories

about this place.

the former owners--

they lost

their daughter.

and then they lost

their minds.

they died...

in a most

unattractive manner.

what does this

have to do with us?

i think they still

live here.

whew.

you can go first...

if you want.

corey?

megan:
i don't

believe in ghosts.

did you see anything

weird tonight?

you mean besides

my best friend

being hit in the

middle of the road?

that's how she died,

you know.

the little girl.

a pickup came barreling

down that same blind path.

she was in the road.

god knows why.

tell me everything.

corey?

corey?

( door creaks )

hey.

shh.

kyle! what did you do?

you gotta help me

here, please!

i didn't do anything.

come on! kyle, you gotta

get me out of here!

the door's stuck!

what am i

supposed to do?

i don't know.

pull the gun out

and shoot the door.

kyle.

shh.

what do you mean, "shh"?

what are you doing?

grigor horak

bought this place

back in the '60s.

horak--is that german?

polish.

second-generation.

he met his wife--

mary, i think

her name was--

and she came here

to live with him.

what was

the little girl's name?

angela.

( rapid breathing )

spencer:
kyle!

matthew:

the other three bodies

wouldn't have been

discovered till 1975.

the other...three?

yeah.

but i'm getting

ahead of myself.

let's start with mary.

she took angela's death

brutal hard.

a few days

after the funeral,

she went down

to the basement,

poured herself

a nice, hot bath

and slashed her wrists.

she killed herself?

tried to.

grigor apparently

saved her.

how do you know?

because...

the real way she died...

is so much worse.

( clatter )

grigor?

here.

please. eat.

why are you

doing this?

you need your strength.

please, grigor.

she's gone.

let me go, too.

( breathing heavily )

i won't lose you.

( sobbing )

you already lost me.

( screaming )

you can't keep me

here forever!

someone will find me!

someone will help me!

( screaming )

there is

no longer vacancy!

if you truly

cared for me...

you wouldn't

keep me suffering.

you're right.

then do it, grigor.

please, please,

please do it!

do it!

they say the root cellar

was littered with vials.

you couldn't take a step

without breaking glass.

how long did he

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