Silent House Page #2

Yeah, you did and that hurt.

I'm sorry.

(SCOFFS)

What, you're trying

to be funny?

A little bit.

What's that?

Uh, it's just...

It's just nothing.

It's photographs for the insurance.

I don't know why your uncle just

leaves things laying around like this.

Ridiculous.

Sorry.

Honey, you're gonna really have to start

making some progress in this room.

You haven't even started

on this closet.

Most of it isn't mine.

So what?

It's just gonna stay here?

What are you doing in here?

I don't know if you got the fact that

we're packing it up to get out...

Yes, I do understand that.

That box is completely empty.

(SIGHS)

If your cousins

don't wanna help out,

just keep what you want.

Throw everything else out.

Okay.

At least that's empty.

Right, but what

about the noise?

Honey, it's an old house.

They make noises.

I'm sure it's nothing.

But I'll keep

looking around, okay?

Thank you.

I want you to sit down,

go through that stuff,

and start throwing things away.

I want to come back here

and see full garbage bags.

All right. You hear me?

Yes.

All right. I'll be right back.

(DOOR SHUTS)

(RATTLES)

(ICE CUBES TINKLING)

Daddy?

(FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)

Yeah?

What's going on?

Nothing's going on.

What's going on in there?

Are you packing?

Yeah, I'm throwing stuff out.

Good. That's what

I want to hear.

(FOOTSTEPS RECEDING)

(DOOR CREAKING SHUT)

(LOUD THUD) (GASPS)

Dad?

Daddy?

Dad?

Daddy?

(EXHALES)

(SIGHS)

Daddy?

(GASPS)

Come on, Dad.

(SCREAMS)

(PANTING)

(EXHALES IN FRUSTRATION)

(OBJECTS RATTLING)

(SIGHS)

(GRUNTS)

(THUDDING)

(DOOR CREAKS)

(BOTTLE ROLLING)

(FAINT FOOTSTEPS)

(FOOTSTEPS GROWING LOUDER)

(PLACES BOTTLE ON TABLE)

(FOOTSTEPS RECEDING)

(PANTING)

(SARAH SCREAMS)

(PANTING)

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

(FLOORBOARDS CREAKING)

(WOOD CREAKING)

(RATTLING)

(SCREAMING)

(PANTING)

(SHRIEKING)

(SOBBING)

Oh, my God.

Daddy, what have they done to you'?

(WEEPING)

Daddy.

Daddy, wake up.

Oh, my God.

(SOBBING) Wake up. Wake up!

(JOHN GROANS SOFTLY)

Oh, my God. You're alive.

You're gonna be okay.

You're gonna be okay.

Oh, my God.

(COINS FALLING ON THE FLOOR)

(JOHN GROANS)

Okay, the key. Where's the key?

You're gonna be okay.

I'm gonna come back.

Daddy, hang on.

Okay, I'm gonna go get help.

(CLICKS)

(CREAKS OPEN)

(EXHALES)

(DOOR OPENS)

(RATTLING)

(FOOTSTEPS) (GASPS)

(FOOTSTEPS CONTINUE)

(FOOTSTEPS AND RATTLING)

(THUDDING)

(FOOTSTEPS GROW CLOSER)

(FOOTSTEPS PAUSE)

(EXHALES SOFTLY)

(FOOTSTEPS RECEDING)

(DOOR CLOSES)

(DOOR CREAKS OPEN)

(DOOR SLAMS SHUT)

(FOOTSTEPS

DESCENDING STAIRCASE)

(PANTING HYSTERICALLY)

(LOUD THUD)

(THUDDING CONTINUES)

(THUDDING AND CRASHING)

(WEEPING)

(PANTING)

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

(CAR HONKING)

Sarah, what are you

doing out here?

Why aren't you

back at the house?

Uncle Peter! (SOBBING)

Hey. Sarah.

It's okay.

Hey, what's going on?

Sarah, tell me what's going on.

They got Daddy.

Who's got...

You have blood all over you.

What is going on, Sarah?

They f***ing killed him!

Sarah, who hurt your dad?

Somebody was back

at the house? Who?

There was just a girl.

A girl? I don't see any girl.

Sarah, you gotta tell me what's

going on so I can help you.

What is going on?

Where is your dad?

He's at...

He's in the room on the floor.

Is he back at the house? Yeah.

Okay.

Hey, where are you going?

To get your dad.

Are you f***ing kidding me?

Uncle Peter,

we need to go get help!

If your dad is hurt we need

to help him right now.

We don't have any time

to go back into town, Sarah.

(SOBBING) No! Please!

Tell me how many people

you saw back at the house.

(SOBBING) I don't know!

Just give me an idea. One, two, three?

Tell me what I'm

dealing with here.

There was one man...

Back at the house?

And then there was

just a girl by the road!

Jesus, goddamn squatters!

Please, stop!

It's okay, Sarah.

I'm not gonna

let anyone hurt you.

(SHOUTING)

I don't wanna be here!

Sarah, come on, calm down.

Here. Your wrist is bleeding.

We'll tie this up first.

I got something here.

(GROANS) I'm sorry.

I'm sorry. I know that hurts.

All right, just put pressure on that.

Hold on to it.

Sarah, honey, it's gonna be okay.

All right'?

Where are you going?

I'm gonna get your dad.

Just stay in the car.

What are you doing?

I'm getting my gun.

You can't leave me alone here!

I'm gonna be right back!

Just stay in the car, Sarah! No!

(SOBBING) No!

(MUFFLED) Stay in the car and

lock the doors. Lock it!

(SOBBING)

(CLEARING THROAT)

(GASPS)

(SCREAMING AND SOBBING)

(PANTING)

Uncle Peter!

Uncle Peter!

(SCREAMING)

Jesus, Sarah!

What are you doing?

I told you to stay in the car!

You left the trunk open!

No, I didn't!

I closed the trunk.

Someone got in the car!

What?

You can't open it.

I locked him out.

No!

Do you have my key?

Yeah, I'm not giving it...

Give me the key, Sarah!

I'm not gonna give it to you!

(SOBBING) Please don't!

I don't want to!

I don't want to go out there.

(SOBBING)

I'm sorry. I'm sorry about before.

I didn't know.

You all right? You sure?

(SHAKILY) Yeah.

Can you show me exactly where

you last saw your father?

I looked around

but I didn't see anybody.

I looked quick. Take this.

How's your wrist? It's okay.

All right, we're

sticking together now.

What if he gets in the basement?

Forget about it.

We're gonna get your dad and

we're gonna get out of here.

Get right behind me. Come on.

Come on.

John?

John?

John?

SARAH:
He wasn't in that room.

Where was he?

He was in there.

Okay.

Let's look again.

He was right here.

Oh, Jesus.

Sarah, how was your father

when you last left him?

Could he have gotten up?

Could he have moved somewhere?

I can't see how.

Okay, well, maybe he...

Maybe he came to.

(SNIFFLING)

Uncle Peter?

Over here.

I don't think there's

anybody on this floor.

Yeah.

(EXHALING)

(SOFTLY) Oh, man.

What? What is that?

Uh, it's...

It's garbage. Here.

Gotta get this out of here.

Did you check upstairs?

Quickly. Let's...

Let's look again.

(SARAH SNIFFLES)

(SOBS) Wait! Stay close to me.

Give me your hand.

It's okay.

It's okay.

(GASPING)

(SOFTLY) What?

(GENERATOR HUMMING)

PETER:
That wasn't on before.

(GENERATOR HUMMING)

(SARAH SHRIEKS)

(HUMMING)

They took him.

I'm sorry, Sarah,

we looked everywhere.

(GENERATOR SWITCHES OFF)

(PETER EXHALES FEARFULLY)

SARAH:
Uncle Peter.

Uncle Peter... (SCREAMS) (THUD)

Uncle Peter!

(SARAH GASPING)

(CAMERA CLICKING)

(SARAH CRYING)

(POOL BALLS CLINKING)

(SARAH SOBBING)

(CREAKING)

(RATTLING)

(SARAH SCREAMS)

(FOOTSTEPS RUNNING)

(SARAH WHIMPERING)

(SARAH SCREAMS)

(DROPS CAMERA)

(SARAH WHIMPERING)

(GENERATOR SWITCHES ON)

(POOL BALLS CLINKING)

MAN:
That's good. That's right.

Just like that.

Good. It's okay.

(CAMERA CLICKS)

Yeah. It's just a little

game we're playing.

Nice.

Don't be shy.

(ICE CUBES TINKLING)

Hmm.

That wasn't so bad.

Hmm? Was it?

How about a little snack now?

(DRAGGING)

(DRAGGING CONTINUES)

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