Rose Red Page #12

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Of course we are, I promise.

And I never break a promise.|Come on, Cathy.

Hey, where's Rimbauer|and Frankenbabe's big sister?

They went to look|for Nick and Cathy, I imagine.

And then there were three little|Indians sitting on a shelf.

I've gotta check the equipment.

It's quite delicate, you know.

Equipment which interfaces|with the invisible world...

...must be quite delicate.

Come with me, Annie?

Leave her with me, why don't you?|I'll take care of her.

Come on, Annie.

Wanna play with your dominoes?

One little Indian. Down to one|little Indian, all by himself.

Joyce, wait for me!

What are you doing here?

Getting the... scared|out of me, what else?

For the rest of us, yes,|but not for you.

My therapist said I was|a compulsive quitter.

He said I keep starting things|so I could stop them.

- And what did you say?|- I stopped seeing him.

So, here I am.

Listen.

Nick?

Run, Cathy! Run!

- Run!|- What about you?

Oh, this is wrong!|Jesus, give me strength!

Nick?

Nick?

No! I'm not crazy.

I'm not crazy. I'm not crazy.

- I'm not crazy.|-Help us.

We have to build. Help us.

Help Rose Red.

Help us or die.

Oh, please.

Cathy.

Cathy.

Where am I?

Sweet Jesus, help me!

No! That can't be!

Cathy.

Cathy.

Cathy. Cathy.

No! Not now!

John!

- I can explain. She enticed me...|- Still I entice you!

You can explain it? Can you?|Explain it to your whores in hell!

Where does this one go to?

Steve?

It goes to the tower in the attic.|Come on.

Cathy, Nick! Where are you?

- Here!|-Live with us.

I'm here.

What is it? What do you see?

I could hear her breathing.|And I can smell her.

Sometimes I see her with a doll,|sometimes with a hammer.

- Maybe she's really the same.|- What are you talking about?

It's no one. Never mind.|Come on.

That's for scaring me years ago. And|for trying to make me take the hammer.

- How could Ellen be alive?|- Where's she been?

Where ordinary people can't see.

Her husband was no suicide.|She killed him.

A withered arm.

- That wasn't Ellen.|- Then who?

- April.|- But that means...

That Ellen's somewhere|still around here. Yeah.

You just hush now.

Help! Help me! Help me!

I'm telling you,|it was April Rimbauer.

Where's your proof?

We all saw it.

How many Indians left|by midnight, do you think?

Please don't expect me to believe...

...your 90-year-old great-aunt|is a vampire living in the tower.

- As a scientist, I can't...|- Don't be obtuse!

The house is the vampire!|I think you know that.

Obtuse? What a dreadfully big word for|a college dropout, wouldn't you say?

What a sharp tongue you have, Grandma.

- Another country heard from. Tell me...|- Quiet. I don't want to talk to you!

But I want to talk to you.|I'm curious.

How often do you dream of her dying?|Tell the truth, shame the devil.

Stop talking like that!|Why do you have to be so miserable?

Because I am miserable,|you over-Christianized idiot!

- Don't touch her!|- Lf he does, he'll regret it!

So strong and brave, threatening|the man with four missing fingers!

What good is she anyway?|Does she even know she's alive?

- I doubt it.|- Cut it out.

Please! What can you do any worse|than this house will do?

I don't know. Send you out of|the room maybe. How would that be?

No, don't go out there alone!

It's true enough! She's no good|to herself, or to me, or to anyone.

All she can do is help the house|kill us, and it wants to.

I'm not psychic,|but I can feel that it wants to.

- We're running out of time, aren't we?|- Yes. We have to stay together.

You have to get through to Annie.|You're the only one who can.

I've tried. I could on the outside.|Whatever's in here has closed her off.

Maybe you...

Help!

No change in|the temperature readout!

No changes in any of them! Damn it!

No!

Emery!

Unbelievable!

- It has to be you!|- No, I...

Yes.

I forbid this! It's dangerous,|you have no idea!

- You can't interfere with my...|- Leave it alone, Dee!

They can't open themselves|to this house! Lt'll kill them!

We don't have any options.

Here. Do you wanna try, Annie?

Yes, Annie, go ahead and try.

No.

Let's do it together, shall we?

- That's good.|- Stop, I'm warning you.

- Go on, Annie.|- Yes, go on.

Make her stop!|You're gonna get us all killed!

Keep going, Annie!

Stop it! You're tearing it apart!|Stop it!

It stopped.

Joyce?

No!

Joyce, what are you...?

Not there, not there, not there!

Come on, Joyce. It's time to go.

Go? No, I'm all right.|I have a thousand things to do.

Annie, come on.

- It's open. We have to leave.|- Get out. Take that traitor with you.

Joyce, please!

- Let's get out while we can!|- Listen to me!

Get out!

Steve!

- First, I want a morphine milk shake.|- Emery.

- Second thing I want...|- Come here, Emmy!

I want to see if your nails are clean!|I want to look behind your ears!

And what about down there?|Come to Mama, Emmy!

Have you been doing that nasty|thing again? I hear you in your room!

- Mommy hears everything!|- Help me, for God's sake! Help me!

Emery, for once in|your miserable life, fight her!

Not there, not there, not there!|Not there!

Come to Mommy, Emmy!|Emers, no!

I'll always be there for you!|After all, I'm your mother!

Not there!

Not there!

Stevie.

Great-grandboy. Take it. You wanted|it then and you want it now.

Take it, or you'll want it forever.|You'll dream of it in your sleep.

Take it. Help me. Help us.|Help Rose Red! Help us build!

Steve, no!|Please don't take it!

He has no choice.|He's one of us. Stevie.

I do have a choice. I don't want this.|Here, you take it.

Let's get out of here!

No!

No! Steve!

You took my Emers.

Say cheese.

Stay away from me!

He's gone.

No! Stay away from me!

- Joyce.|- I'll show you the garden.

There's lots to investigate.

You're right. I apologize.

There is another world.|It's quite wonderful.

- And the best part is... .|- You'll never have to leave.

- Stay back!|- Joyce, welcome home.

Bad.

Bad place. Bad house.

- Bad.|- That's right, Annie. Very bad.

Oh, dear God.|It's the stones again.

Make her stop!

I can't.

And I don't want her to.

Come on.

God!

I think it's over.

It'll never be over|as long as the house stands.

Roses mean...?

Roses mean remember.

That's right. Roses mean remember.

- Monday.|- Monday, it is.

A wrecking ball arrives|promptly at 7.

I'll keep an eye on her.

Annie, who's that one for?

I like your dress.|It's very pretty.

Can you still reach her|with your mind?

No, but I don't have to.

We communicate pretty well,|don't we, Annie?

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