Storm Page #2
- Year:
- 2005
- 110 min
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It was really...
This is serious.
Look at that face, those lines.
It was really f***ing scary.
-This is taking too long.
-You have a point there.
Wait! Don't touch it.
If you're in bad mood, and you've
had scary things happen, then...
Back me up on this, he should start.
-He's starting.
-DD starts the party.
Of course.
But, hey...Thomas and I feel...
God damn,
you were really aching for it.
Will you come to the wedding?
Will you be there?
Drop the wedding talk.
Save that for Stefan.
-You too.
-I love it.
Hello? Excuse me? Hello.
I would like to file a complaint.
-And what is your name?
-Donny. Davidsson.
Alright, Donny.
And what is your ID number?
ID number?
Here's a picture
that was in the printer.
It fell out, so I picked it up.
What was the complaint
you wanted to file?
AIright, kid. What was
the complaint you wanted to fiIe?
ID number?
-And your name?
-Donny!
ID number!
ID number?
-I just need to go to the bathroom.
-Hey, kid. Hey!
Stop!
Police! Stop!
Alright, kid. What was
the complaint you wanted to file?
-I'm just going to the bathroom.
-Go ahead.
Hey!
Oh, right. Thanks.
F***!
Vasse. Vasse!
Pick it up for DD.
Pick up the goddamned phone.
-John, John, John...
-John here.
on batteries, and I need your help.
Hello? God f***ing damn it!
-Hi!
-Hello.
-How are you?
-Funhouse, Akira, Phantasm 2.
-What?
-Funhouse, Akira, Phantasm 2.
I lent them to you seven months ago.
You're here to return them, right?
-Well, no...but...
-You're not here to return them?
-Jeppon!
-So what the hell do you want?
I wanted to say hello.
Drink some tea, play some games...
I don't have any goddamned tea!
Oh, come on, Jeppon!
-So they didn't know it was you?
-Hey, it wasn't me!
-I mean, I didn't do it.
-But in the picture the cops had...
Yeah, but I didn't kill her.
I'lll borrow this one.
-Now what do you want to do?
-What?
What do you want?
You didn't come here to drink tea.
-Can I stay here overnight?
-Sure.
Thank you.
As soon as you return Funhouse,
Akira and Phantasm 2.
-Are you joking?
-Am I?
Come.
Run.
Did you get it?
Do this, or it won't stop bleeding.
-Did you get it? The box.
-Yes. Hold on. Here it is.
-Good. They want you, Donny.
-What?
The people chasing me on the street.
They want you.
-Why?
-I can't explain now.
AII the answers are in here,
in the box. Wait...
-You got some blood on you...
-How did that feel?
-You have to tell me how it felt.
-Why?
Because I have to know.
Did you feel anything?
Ever since I was a kid,
I've felt no skin sensations, so...
-So you didn't feel anything?
-No, I...what the...
Could you please explain to me
what all this is about?
It's about you.
Listen to me. It's time, Donny.
Go back to where it happened.
Look for the source. If you find it,
you will be able to open the box.
-Do you understand me?
-No. What was I supposed to do?
Go back to where everything began.
Okay. I'm going back there. Okay...
-So, how do I get there?
-Like this.
Hello?
Hello?
Hello! Can anybody hear me?
The liquor store. There's got to
be someone at the liquor store.
There has to be someone there.
Hello?
HOME OF THE:
DAVIDSSON FAMILY
Hello?
Mom?
Dad?
Little brother?
FEEL ME:
Okay...
So, what do you want?
THERE'S
-WHAT HAPPENED?
-I DON'T KNOW.
WHERE DO WE:
MEET THE OTHERS?
SEEK THE SOURCE,
Okay... Hopscotch.
Hello. Is either one of you
interested in some sleeping pills?
Huh?
Sleep tight, little boys.
Have a taste of this.
-He can't open the box without me.
-Which is why you must die.
-You don't know what it contains.
-That is correct.
That doesn't bother me.
Unlike me, you seem to have
a burning desire to solve this.
But just to amuse me...
Tell me what the box contains.
-A memory.
-A memory...
A memory is
the true content of the box.
What do you know?
It's time for me to retire.
This will be our Iast farewell.
Farewell.
But if he finds the memory,
you can kiss everything goodbye.
TO BE CONTINUED...
Helena?
DD?
Hey, senorita. I got some water.
Do you have a lighter?
Over there in the silver-colored box.
-Here?
-Yeah, there.
-You want some?
-I prefer it rolled.
-So, you've smoked a lot?
-Some.
-What kind is it?
-Fag's Brother.
-Fag's Brother?
-Yeah.
You know the fag
who cuts people's hair on TV?
-Timo...something.
-Timo Rajala.
-So, he grows pot?
-No, his brother does.
-Hence the name, Helena.
-Fag's Brother.
A gold star for you. Have some.
Hold your thumb over the hole.
Really? That's nice.
I was just thinking...
Could we try something?
-Sure.
-If you couId get on all fours.
-Now?
-Yeah, now.
Don't you
want to hear what I wrote first?
Of course I do, but I just...
How about you get on all fours first?
-Okay.
-Nice.
-Like this?
-Perfect. Don't look at me.
Look at the wall. Or the pink poodle.
Now, slowly pull
your skirt up over your ass.
Don't turn around.
Look at the pink poodle.
Slowly pull your skirt up,
over your ass.
-Helena.
-Yes.
Pull it up.
-Can you pull your panties down?
-Yes.
You look so nice, Helena.
Does that feel good? Good.
-Have you been thinking about me?
-Yes.
I've been thinking about you too.
You look so nice.
Ow! Stop.
No!
No... DD!
DD! It hurts, stop it.
It hurts. Ow! Ow!
Stop it. Stop it!
DD.
DD.
Hello...
How...how are you doing?
-Do you recognize me?
-Of course I do.
-Of course. You're Helena...Helena.
-No.
No, I mean:
do you recognize me?Don't you remember me?
Right. That's me.
that you raped me.
What's the matter?
Can't move?
Is it almost as if...you're frozen?
You look so nice.
You're nervous...
You know what?
What you sow...grows.
My name is Helena Jacobsson,
and I am 14 years old.
And I Iove you.
But now I am going to
hurt you a whole lot.
You've started remembering.
Started remembering?
Go deeper.
Ronny!
Where are you going with that?
-What do you think?
-Don't be a smart aleck.
-Ronny. Ronny!
-Yeah?
-Want to see something cool?
-What?
You'll see.
It's a litte scary, so
I shouId check it myseIf first.
-I'm not afraid.
-Are you sure? Come on.
You know what happens if you
go in there? You don't age.
-What do you mean?
-You never grow up.
You don't change.
-How do you know that?
-I was here yesterday.
-No.
-Oh, yeah.
-How do you know it works?
-I just know, okay?
Don't you dare?
I knew you'd chicken out.
That's just like you.
-I'm not chickening out.
-What do you call it?
-Chicken.
-Cut it out.
Well, get on in there. Go in.
Go. Get in there.
Go in further. It's awesome.
Oh, right. Ronny? Watch out
for the creepers on the floor. Bye.
Donny! Come back and open up!
Donny!
Donny! Open up!
-Ronny!
-Ronny!
Hello!
Hello!
Donny.
Little brother...
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