Poltergeist Page #5

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This house is not clean.

What?

All right, first things first.

I want you to tell me

a little bit about Maddy.

Did you ever feel that

she was a little bit off?

-Off?

-Yeah.

-What do you mean?

-How do you mean, "Off"?

Did you ever hear her

talking to things that weren't there?

Yeah, she has imaginary friends,

but that's normal.

I think what he's trying to say is that

Maddy might have been born with a gift.

That's not the word I'd use,

but all right.

You mean she can talk to ghosts?

She's six years old.

Which means that her life force

is at its purest...

without judgment or cynicism.

Why do you think they reached out

to her in the first place?

They didn't reach out to any of you.

You keep saying "they."

Who are "they"?

Brooke tells me that this development

was built on a cemetery.

-Right?

-Dad, really?

Calm down. It's a former cemetery.

Former.

They moved the bodies a long time ago.

-They relocated--

-They moved them to a nicer neighborhood.

I don't think that they are.

I think they just told people

they moved the cemetery.

I think they just moved the headstones.

And they left the bodies?

Oh, my God.

This isn't just a few pissed off spirits

that we're dealing with.

This is unlike anything

that I've ever felt before.

This is-- It's more like a mob.

They suffered a terrible injustice...

and that anger and frustration

has created a new, more powerful force.

The poltergeist.

They are trapped

and they are desperate.

And your daughter is their ticket

out of this purgatory.

What do they want with her?

They want her to be their lantern

in the darkness.

To lead them into the light.

What happens if she goes into the light?

There's no getting her back

if she does that.

Just because he said that,

it doesn't mean...

that's true, okay?

Nothing you've said makes sense to me.

And everything else does, right?

The closet, the tree,

the smoldering hole in the ceiling.

All that makes sense to you,

but I'm full of crap.

I don't know, okay?

I don't know.

We just want our daughter back, okay?

We just want our daughter back.

Eric, I know exactly how you feel.

I don't know if you do.

I've felt it every single day

of my entire life.

It is hard to know what to believe in,

but I am here to help.

You believe that, don't you?

Okay.

You're all I've got, so let's do it.

Everybody gets a GPS tracker.

This is gonna tell us

where you are, anytime...

in case anything gets weird.

What am I supposed to do with this?

Just put it in your pocket.

Weird, right?

Yeah.

What's with the leg?

I don't know.

Can you show me how to fly this thing?

Okay.

It's kind of complicated.

Do you want me to fly it?

I can handle it.

You gonna ask me about it,

or just stare at my leg the whole day?

I don't know what you're talking about.

Let's just get this over with, shall we?

What are you doing?

No, no, no. We don't need to see that.

That's weird.

-What happened to you?

-What happened to you?

Portugal, 2003.

There was a monastery

in the forest of Bussaco...

with a particularly nasty entity.

And you got rid of it?

Not before it took

a piece of my leg with it.

Okay, thank you for that.

That's gross.

I'm gonna go throw up. Thanks.

And what about that one?

That's a good story.

Let's save that for

after this is all over, shall we?

Assuming you don't die.

Okay.

-Why do you do that?

-What?

You tell your old war stories...

and you make yourself

sound like an old man.

Comes with the territory.

We age in dog years.

Do you have kids, Mr. Burke?

Sadly, no.

My wife didn't think it was a good idea

given our line of work.

It wasn't just the work.

-The two of you were--

-Briefly.

We were young and stupid.

Only one of us was stupid.

Don't be so hard on yourself.

I was irresistible back then.

I'm gonna go check

the readings upstairs.

And she goes,

just like she fled our marriage.

Straight into the arms of academia.

Safe, stable academia.

-Still misses me though.

-No, I don't.

You do, a little.

No, not even a little bit.

She forgets I can sense these things.

I have special powers, you know.

They're not that special.

You all right?

I'm a little scared.

Yeah.

Me too.

What are we gonna do about that?

I don't know.

Think about Maddy?

Let's try that.

Feeling less scared?

No, not really.

Yeah, me neither.

I feel a little braver, though.

Me too.

We're good.

Brooke, video's up!

-Let's go.

-We're all set to go down here.

Kendra, would you ever throw me

that belt that's in that bag there?

All right, just so we're all clear.

First, we use the rope to bridge

the way in to the way out.

The rules are different in there.

There is no up, there is no down...

and there are no straight lines.

Which is why we have to make one.

This rope is our lifeline.

If we let go of it,

we'll never find our way back.

It worked!

Once we've done that...

we send the drone in

to get eyes on Maddy.

Keep it steady, now.

Keep it steady.

Keep it steady there, Griffin.

Maddy!

Maddy?

Mommy.

Mommy?

Maddy.

Mommy?

Maddy?

-Madison, can you hear me?

-Mommy.

Madison! Madison?

Madison, honey.

Maddy, sweetheart, it's Mommy.

Mommy?

Maddy?

Daddy?

Madison! Madison!

-No! I'm going in.

-Listen to me, Eric.

-I am her mother. I have to go.

-Mom, you can't!

You're not going in!

She's too close to the light.

I gotta go in and get her out.

No, I'm going. You can't go.

She won't come to a stranger.

You've never done this before.

-You have no idea what you're dealing with.

-All right, I'm going!

Sort all this out in family therapy.

We've got to get her out of there.

Wait, everyone, stop!

Griffin is already upstairs.

Griff! Oh, my God! Griff!

Griffin!

Griffin!

I should have never left her alone.

No!

Griffin! No!

Griffin!

Griffin!

No!

Go downstairs! Grab ahold of the rope!

When I give you the signal,

pull with all your might!

What if it doesn't work?

Amy.

Sweetheart...

it's gonna work.

This better work!

You said you could

talk to these things, right?

Tell them it's time to let Maddy go!

I'm counting on you!

This child has done you no harm.

She speaks none harm.

Wait.

Wait.

No, no, no. He's off the screen.

We lost him.

Maddy?

Maddy?

Maddy?

Griffin?

Maddy, we have to go.

I can't.

Yes, you can.

We have to go now.

They'll never let me leave.

The rope!

The rope!

Run, Maddy, come on!

Maddy! Griffin!

Oh, my God.

I got you, my babies.

You'll be okay. Oh, my God.

They have a pulse.

Eric!

They're breathing. She's breathing.

Mommy's right here.

Jesus! God!

Are they okay?

-What do we do?

-Get them in the water now!

Okay, come on.

Wake up, baby.

Okay, sweetheart.

Come on, baby, wake up.

Can you hear me?

Can you hear Momma?

All right, wake up, sweetheart.

Come on.

Griffin, please wake up. Please.

-I'm counting on you, buddy.

-I need you to wake up right now.

Good boy! Good boy!

-There he is!

-Is Maddy okay?

-Yeah, Maddy's okay.

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