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Annie, make him go away!

Annie, make him stop!

Oh, Annie, make him go away!

What happened? Oh, my God.

He bit her. Your dog bit my sister!

Oh, my God.|Buddy, get back in the house!

I'm so sorry. He's never done this|before. He's never bitten anyone.

It'll be all right, you'll see.|It'll be just fine.

Sister, look at this.

Sister, I got baby.

Hey. Go on, now.

Stones from the sky just fell on the|house. Nowhere else on the street.

The dog that hurt her|had been destroyed, but Annie...

Annie didn't understand that.

- Stop it.|- Answer me! Are you proud of this?

- Stop it!|- No, I'm not going to!

How could you be so stupid?

How could you let a reporter|get Annie's drawings?

Annie came in while I was|arguing with my father and...

... well...

... I guess you could say|she lodged a protest.

She froze all|the water in the house.

She's a big-time telekinetic,|and that's all Joyce cares about.

- Joyce is...|- No!

No. L... Thank you.

I do understand. I mean...

...I think even Annie understands|why we're here, in her own way.

But for me...

...the important thing about Annie,|all that's important about Annie...

...is that she responds|to love with love.

Isn't there a place for|the Annies of the world?

It'd be nice to think so, but the|world isn't always fair, that's all.

I know it.

For the lamb shall lead and feed them|unto the living fountains of waters.

We must drink from the grape...

...and not the grain.

Maybe later.

You sure?

Could we...?

What's she thinking? Any idea at all?

Not the slightest.

Miss Asbury, you look|lovely this morning.

If only I'd have known,|I would've dressed for the occasion.

What's wrong, sweetheart?

- Miss Asbury? Pam?|- It's not much farther.

Who are you?

- I might ask you the same thing.|- Patricia Waterman, Emery's mom.

Professor Carl Miller.

Nice to meet you.|Are you going in?

- I'm afraid so.|- Good. I've come to get my boy.

Get the gate, would you?

Come on! Put your back into it!

- What is it you found?|- Something amazing. It explains a lot.

- We should tell the others.|- We will.

But I wanted to show you first.

Daffy b*tch!

Em? Emery!

What's wrong with you?|Look what you've done!

Emery! Come back!

Emery!

Woman! Can we exchange|insurance information?

Where are you?

Emers!

Emery!

Not there, not there, not there.

Emery!

Emery!

Emery, what's wrong?

Stop running! Let me help!

Pam?

Pam?

Woman!

Where are you?

Pam?

Be not afraid, only believe.

Be not afraid, only believe.

Emery! Emery!

Oh, my God. It is her.

Woman! Where are you?

Emery!

Emers!

Is that you?

Emery!

Only believe. Only believe.

I don't believe it.

I don't believe.

I don't believe.

No!

- Emery!|- Help me, Mommy, I'm so scared.

- Emers.|- Help me, Mommy!

Mrs. Waterman?

Where are you?

Someone help me. She's alive.

Not there. Not there. Not there.

I don't want to go! Open the window!|Open the window and let me in!

Emery!

I'm having a heart attack!

- Call 911.|- Not by the hair of my chinny chin chin.

Not there. Not there. Not there.

Emery. Look at me. Please!|Look at me!

For God's sake, open the window.

Not there. Not Mommy. Not Vic.|Not the actress. Not anyone.

Not there. Not there.

In my hair, foul or fair.|Don't you dare. No one there.

Peach or pear. No one there.|In my hair, foul or fair.

- Don't you dare. No one there!|- What's going on?

- No one there. Foul or fair!|- Vic!

He came to you for help and you|turned your back on him.

What the hell is going on?

Sir? Pardon me, sir.

- Yes?|- Are you here for Mr. Bollinger?

- Is he here?|- Oh, yes...

...waiting for you|in the solarium, sir.

If you're Professor Miller, that is.

- He's all right? Not hurt, or...|- I believe he's impatient to go home...

...but otherwise he seems quite well.

It's Rimbauer.

What is going on?

I'm sure I cannot say, sir.

Ms. Reardon's party seems|rather rambunctious.

Does it indeed?

Take me to Bollinger.

Right away, sir.

How did I get up here?

Ma'am, will you slow down a bit?

Where are you going?

Hello?

Ma'am?

Where are you?

What the hell?

A house is a place of shelter.

It's the body we put on|over our bodies.

As our bodies grow old, |so do our houses.

As our bodies may sicken, |so do our houses sicken.

And what of madness?

If mad people live within, |doesn't this creep into the rooms...

... and walls and corridors? |The very boards?

Don't we sometimes sense|that madness reaching out to us?

Isn't that a large part|of what we mean when we say...

... a place is unquiet, |festered up with spirits?

We say haunted...

... but we mean the house|has gone insane.

Somebody help me! I'm lost!

Somebody help me!

Oh, for chrissake.

Somebody help me!

Where the hell did I come from?

Your mommy was right.|I'm a tramp.

Somebody help me!

Help me!

Where is everyone?

- What's going on?|- I think Vic's dead, I'm not sure.

What's going on?

- He says Vic is dead.|- Ridiculous! How can he be dead?

- Joyce, get real. I think Vic is dead.|- Thank God!

You.

You don't understand, my mother's|here. Or the house is imitating her.

At first I thought so, but now... .

And I got lost.|I've seen things you wouldn't believe!

Not now, Emery!

We shouldn't be here!

A bubble's forming,|a kind of psychic bubble.

Why would your mother be here?

She worries about me.|I do too. About all of us.

I saw Pam. I think she's dead.

- Where's Annie?|- I don't...

It's stuck again.

- It's not just stuck!|- Of course it isn't.

This is ridiculous!

Emery, come here.|Is that your mother's car?

Yeah, Mommy's little scootabout.

- What?|- Mommy's little scootabout.

Mommy's little scootabout.|That's what she calls it.

We scoot about for ice cream,|to the movies... Stop looking at me.

Mama's little scootabout|is blocking another car.

- Is anyone in it?|- I can't tell.

- I'll check the kitchen door.|- I'll go with you.

Not now, Dee.

Annie, are you out there?

Steve, come look at this.

It's coming to life, isn't it?

I think he's somewhere right outside|there. I didn't exactly see.

Oh, my God.

God, no!

Open in the name of Jesus!|Open in the name of God!

- Where's Pam?|- Emery said she's dead.

She was in Ellen Rimbauer's room.|She said bad things to me.

I'm not sure, but people|like that are usually dead.

It will kill us all if we're not|careful. We were wrong to come.

That is a cowardly|and mistaken thing to say.

Vic's dead, Pam's probably dead,|and we can't get out.

You need a reality check, lady.

- Joyce...|- Leave me alone!

Annie, where are you?|Annie, are you...? Oh, God!

Annie, don't move!

We've already established|that doesn't work!

You were saying?|See? Just stuck, no big deal.

Mom, where are you?

- Is she okay?|- I don't know.

Get a lemon in the kitchen. If there's|no lemon, bring vinegar. Hurry!

What about the windows? You were|pounding on them with your fists.

You don't think that|the glass was stuck too?

You be careful now.

Mom?

Mama!

Who's there?

Oh, I shouldn't be doing this.|I shouldn't be doing this.

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