Poltergeist II: The Other Side Page #2

...Carol Anne was gone...

...and I...

Honey, what is it?

(whispers) Nothing.

Nothing. I just wanna get on

with our lives. It's over.

Diane... Diane, you've got to go

unafraid into this life.

You don't want to instil fear into

that child who's truly gifted...

...and filled with knowledge.

- I don't want her to be gifted!

- You don't mean that.

I'm going to bed, Mama. Good night.

I'll be there if you need me.

(phone rings)

Yes?

Yes. I'll be good.

I love you, too.

Good night, Grandma.

- She knew you loved her so much.

- Oh, I didn't have one more day!

(Diane sobs)

What's wrong?

Honey...

...Grandma passed away last night.

Grandma died?

It's all right, Mom.

(young Diane)

Let's plant them over there, OK?

(young Grandma Jess)

What do you think? Here?

(Diane) No.

How about... here?

No. I want it there, right there!

- There?

- Right there.

- Absolutely here!

- OK.

You dig a hole. Dig it very deep.

Oh, Mom...

...you always made me feel so safe.

I love you so much.

(door opens)

Mom!

Can you put these on me

so I can be a ballerina with wings?

Oh, darling,

you can be anything you wanna be!

(thunder rumbles)

- (faint ghostly voice)

- Mama?

(ghostly voice) Diane!

(man's voice) Help me!

(toy phone pings)

(pings)

(rings)

Hi. Grandma?

Do you have wings now?

My ballerina costume does.

Grammy?

Who are you?

No, uh-uh, I don't remember.

What?

(thunderclap)

(robot voice) Hello, little one.

I am your friend.

We want the angel.

(mechanical whirring)

Carol Anne, what's going on?

Carol Anne, what are you doing?

Carol Anne, come on!

- What are you doing?

- (hysterical ghostly laughter)

- Oh, Jesus!

- The kids!

- (faint cries)

- The kids!

(Robbie) Dad, come on! Mom!

(Diane) We're coming! Robbie!

(electrical buzzing)

- Robbie!

- Carol Anne!

God!

- Robbie! Carol Anne!

- Carol Anne?

- Robbie!

- Where are you?

Carol Anne?

(faint mechanical whirring)

They're back!

(loud rhythmic bangs)

(house creaks)

(ominous creaking)

Don't panic. Don't panic!

(Diane) Go, go, go!

(loud rhythmic banging)

(Steven) Jeez!

- Who the hell are you?

- Name's Taylor.

Great! Good name! Come on, let's go!

(banging stops)

Tangina Barrons sent me.

Yeah? Say hello to

the magic munchkin for us.

Steve, wait! Sent you for what?

It's no use running. It'll find you.

You're better off here.

Let's go. You stay.

We're gone! Come on, kids!

You got me up at four o'clock

in the morning to tell me this?

You are a pack of trouble, girl. Why are

you messing around with that bum?

Cos I like him.

Dad, are we gonna have to move again?

I don't know, Robbie.

- I'm gonna think about it.

- Where can we go?

- Disneyland?

- Oh, puke. Don't be such an infant!

OK... what about Dunkin' Donuts?

- Shut up, jerko.

- Hey!

Look, here... Take this.

Go play the pinball machine.

- Give some to your brother.

- No.

(Robbie) Come on,

I wanna play pinball!

- What are we gonna do?

- I don't know! I'm thinking.

Honey, we have to go somewhere.

We can't just drive around.

Well, Mother, just don't you

bring him over to my house.

Waitress, check!

(Jess's voice) Listen, children.

You can't run from this thing.

It has made contact

and will stop at nothing.

You've got to fight it head-on.

Stay together.

Be loving. Be brave.

Mama?

Mama?

- I'm not your mother, lady.

- Elspeth, are you OK?

What happened?

- What happened?

- You went funny.

It sounded like her. I don't understand.

You can't explain stuff like that.

It just happens. No reason for it.

What are you talking about?

It doesn't matter, honey.

(Steven) What do you want?

- She told you the truth.

- (Diane) Who?

You mean that woman?

Are you in cahoots with the lady in there?

I cahoot with no one.

- Then why are you following us?

- I came to help.

Man, you don't understand.

We don't want your help.

We don't want anybody's help.

We wanna be left alone!

Steven, wait. Why did Tangina send you?

Why didn't she come herself?

It's my kind of job.

Maybe it's no coincidence. This guy

shows up, things go kinda screwy.

Get off my car!

Get in the car, Diane.

- Get in the car, kids.

- Steven, wait a minute, whoa.

- Let's listen to the man.

- Fine. You listen to him.

- I wanna go home.

- Let's be sensible about this.

What is sensible, honey?

Nobody can help us.

Let's get in the car

and get the hell outta here!

Go where? Lt'll follow us wherever we go.

We can't just keep running!

- (Carol Anne) Where are you from?

- From all over.

This is Katrina.

Katrina? Hi, Katrina.

- What's that?

- It's my medicine bag.

Charms.

See?

(E Buzz barks)

The house is OK? You're sure?

E Buzz agrees. It's OK for now.

The dog agrees, huh?

That's terrific, isn't it(?)

Yes.

Your car.

Yeah?

Very angry.

Uh-huh.

I'll fix it.

- Make it happy?

- Uh-huh.

OK.

I've read about these rain dances. I know!

We don't need rain.

(Diane) I can't say that Steven

fully trusts him yet.

Well, you can't blame him.

Oh. Well, thanks, Tangina. We will. Bye.

Honey, she says he's OK.

I think we should give him a chance.

- Tangina says he's OK?

- Yeah.

- Oh, that's great.

- Keep an open mind, Steven.

Diane, I mean, really... this is bizarre.

Look, I got nothing against these people.

You know, I mean...

I read "Bury My Heart At Wounded Knee".

I got through most of the chapters.

I-I got some Indian in me - a sixteenth.

My mother would never admit to it.

But, honey, I mean, what if this guy...

...is like, an escapee

from the tribal asylum?

(Robbie) Mom, come look at this!

Oh, my God!

I don't believe it!

- What are you doing?

- Hi, Mom. I'm gonna protect the family.

Let me see. Come outside, Robbie.

- I'm a big guy now!

- I'm your mother!

- Go on in the house and wait for me.

- Thanks, Mom(!)

- He wants to be a man.

- There are a lot of ways to be a man.

I'm not sure wearing claw marks

and war paint is one of them!

How would you know?

What?

You're not a man, are you?

OK, I'm not a man,

but you're not a mother.

It is my job to do everything I can to

make my children part of a normal world.

A world of school and friends and lovers -

and families of their own someday.

Well, that's good.

Right. I know. And I hope that they'll learn

to forget all this soon.

- We cannot learn by forgetting.

- What would you have me do?

They're just children, for God's sake!

Children have fought wars,

they've built nations.

They are strong and have courage.

Don't treat 'em any less

because they're young.

(car backfires)

(Steven shouts) Aghh! Taylor!

Taylor!

Taylor!

OK, Taylor! OK, OK! Huh?

OK. You can stay in the house, OK?

You can have my aura, my spirits,

the ghosts! The whole casaba!

But keep your hands off my car! OK?

Hands off! It's worse than before.

- Car still angry, huh?

- Angry? That car is pissed!

God is in his holy temple

Earthly thoughts

Be silent now

- While with reverence...

- (thunderclap)

... we assemble and before

His presence bow

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