
Pinocchio's Revenge Page #5
- R
- Year:
- 1996
- 96 min
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ALREADY IN BED.
WHY?
IS SOMETHING:
WRONG?
HOW DID THESE:
GET MUDDY?
I DON'T KNOW.
THAT'S HOW THEY WERE
ZOE'S ROOM THIS MORNING.
ZOE, WAKE UP.
WAKE UP.
HUH?
WHERE DID YOU GO
LAST NIGHT?
WHAT?
WHERE DID YOU GO
LAST NIGHT?
NOWHERE.
DON'T LIE TO ME.
YOUR SLIPPERS AND
JAMMIES ARE ALL MUDDY.
ALL RIGHT.
I WENT OUTSIDE.
IN THE MIDDLE:
OF THE NIGHT?
WHY?
ZOE, WHY?
I WANTED TO GO:
TO THE HOSPITAL, O.K.?
TO SEE DAVID.
DID YOU?
DID YOU?
NO. I COULDN'T FIND IT.
I GOT LOST,
SO I CAME HOME.
ARE YOU SURE?
ARE YOU SURE YOU DIDN' GO TO THE HOSPITAL?
NO. HONEST!
BUT I THINK PINOCCHIO DID.
THAT'S IT.
WHAT ARE YOU DOING?
WHAT I SHOULD HAVE
DONE IN THE FIRST PLACE.
DON'T YOU MOVE.
WAIT! WAIT!
BUT I--
DON'T PUSH ME, ZOE!
I HATE YOU!
I HATE YOU! I HATE YOU!
[DOOR CREAKS]
[KNIVES SCRAPING TOGETHER]
ZOE?
ZOE...
WHAT ARE YOU DOING
WITH THIS, SWEETHEART?
HMM?
COME HERE.
I WAS PROTECTING YOU
FROM PINOCCHIO.
OH, SWEETHEART.
PINOCCHIO:
CAN'T HURT ME.
HE CAN'T HUR ANYBODY.
HIM BACK TO JAIL?
MORE THAN ANYTHING
IN THE WHOLE:
WIDE WORLD, DON'T YOU?
MM-HMM.
NO MATTER WHAT.
O.K.
OHH.
SOPHIA, ZOE'S NOT GOING
TO GO TO SCHOOL TODAY.
AND KEEP AN EYE ON HER?
IS SHE SICK?
MMM...I'M NOT SURE.
BUT I'M GOING
TO TALK TO BARRY
ABOUT WORKING OUT OF THE
HOUSE THE NEXT COUPLE OF DAYS.
OH, AND I'M GOING TO MAKE
ONE STOP AFTER WORK,
BUT I STILL:
SHOULD BE HOME EARLY.
THANK YOU.
DO YOU BELIEVE:
IN EVIL?
IT'S A JOB REQUIREMEN IN MY BUSINESS.
RIGHT.
BUT DO YOU BELIEVE
IT CAN BE A...
YOU KNOW, A TANGIBLE,
NATURAL FORCE?
JENNIFER,
WHAT'S ON YOUR MIND?
I THINK I KNOW WHO
GOTTO WAS PROTECTING.
HIS SON.
I THINK HE FOUND OU WHAT HIS SON WAS DOING,
AND HE STOPPED HIM THE
THAT'S WHY ALL THE MURDERS
NOT BECAUSE:
GOTTO WAS ARRESTED,
KILLER WAS DEAD.
DO YOU REALLY BELIEVE
THAT A CHILD THAT YOUNG
IS CAPABLE:
OF THAT MUCH EVIL?
THE SON OF SAM...
HE CLAIMED HIS NEIGHBOR'S
AND THE GUY:
IN THE TEXAS TOWER,
HE HEARD VOICES:
IN HIS HEAD.
I MEAN, WE JUST ASSUME
THEY WERE INSANE,
BUT WHAT IF THEY REALLY
DID HEAR THOSE VOICES?
WHAT IF SOME KIND OF DEMON OR
EVIL FORCE WAS TALKING TO THEM,
MANIPULATING THEM,
MAKING THEM:
INTO KILLERS?
I DON'T KNOW.
I DO PERSONALLY:
BELIEVE IN DEMONS.
BUT I'M NOT SO SURE THAT ONE
WHY NOT?
WHY NOT A DOG...
OR A DISEMBODIED
VOICE...
OR A TELEVISION, OR...
A PUPPET?
[TURNS VACUUM OFF]
HOW ARE YOU DOING
TODAY, HONEY?
O.K.
CAN I HAVE:
SOME JUICE?
SURE.
A LITTLE RESTLESS
TODAY?
I'M WORRIED
ABOUT PINOCCHIO.
I'M SURE YOUR MOM'S
TAKING GOOD CARE OF HIM.
NO. I'M WORRIED
HE MIGHT HURT HER.
THAT'S O.K.
HE'S GOT A CONSCIENCE
NOW, REMEMBER?
AAH!
ZOE?
ZOE?
ZOE?
AAH!
AAH!
AAH!
[THUNDER]
[VACUUM CLEANER ROARS]
[THUNDER]
OH, WHAT AM I DOING?
OH, MY GOD.
[CLATTERING]
[THUNDER]
ZOE...WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?
ZOE, WAIT!
WAIT, PLEASE!
LET ME HELP YOU,
SWEETHEART! ZOE!
ZOE?
UNH!
[BARRY] EVIL COMES
IN ALL SHAPES AND SIZES.
[MICHAELS] DO YOU REALLY
BELIEVE A CHILD THAT YOUNG
IS CAPABLE:
OF THAT MUCH EVIL?
[EDWARDS] SHE'S A VERY
DISTURBED LITTLE GIRL.
NO! JUST DON'T!
PLEASE!
IT'S O.K.!
IT'S O.K.!
I GOT THE POKER:
AWAY FROM HIM,
BUT WE HAVE TO GET OUT OF
ZOE!
[FOOTSTEPS]
ZOE?
AAH!
DIE!
[SNARLING]
STOP!
STOP!
STOP!
UNH!
LET ME IN!
OPEN THE DOOR!
LET ME IN!
LET ME IN,
YOU B*TCH!
YOU HEAR ME?
AAH!
AAH!
AAH!
MOM! MOM!
ZOE, RUN!
[DOOR CLOSES]
[FOOTSTEPS]
[PINOCCHIO]
GOTCHA! AAH!
[CHILD LAUGHING]
[LAUGHTER]
[SNARLING]
AAH!
MOM, HELP ME!
[SOBBING]
ZOE...
[SNARLING]
AAH!
[EVIL LAUGHTER]
AAH!
[SNARLING]
AAH!
HOW LONG WILL:
SHE BE LIKE THIS?
HARD TO SAY.
WE'LL KEEP HER
CALM AND SEDATED
UNTIL SHE COMES AROUND.
SHE'S NOT DANGEROUS.
SHE KILLED YOUR NANNY
AND YOUR BOYFRIEND,
AND SHE ALMOS KILLED YOU.
I KEEP TELLING YOU
IT WASN'T HER.
THE ROOM WAS DARK.
YOU WERE SUFFERING
FROM A SEVERE CONCUSSION.
I KNOW WHAT I SAW.
TELL ME SOMETHING...
DID YOU SEE THE PUPPE MOVE BEFORE OR AFTER
YOU WERE HI IN THE HEAD?
I KNOW WHAT I SAW.
[SIGHS]
AND I'M GOING TO GE MY DAUGHTER OUT OF HERE
NO MATTER:
HOW LONG IT TAKES.
I HOPE NOT.
FOR YOUR SAKE...
I HOPE NOT.
[DOOR CLOSES]
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