Suburban Gothic Page #6

That's it?

Would you mind going down

to the kitchen

and helping your mom?

Tonight is very important to me.

F*** my life.

Every year, we have

a little get-together

for our award winners.

The best of the best.

You're my "a" squad.

And I'm proud of each

and every one of you.

This first award goes to our

fiercest defender of the year.

He's a young man I've watched

grow from a boy to a man,

and I'd like to think I taught

him everything he knows.

I love him like family.

I couldn't be more proud of him.

Archibald, come up here

and get this.

Come on.

Love you, coach.

With a name like Archibald,

you kind of have to get good

at sports

to avoid getting

your ass kicked.

- Raymond, please.

- Just saying.

It's, like, the worst name ever.

Now, before we get

to the second award,

I want to apologize.

My wife forgot the grape pop.

Hey, sorry.

All right.

Now, our second award,

that I think

is the most improved...

Jimmy. Come on up here.

Yes.

There you go.

Your father's just as proud

of you

as he is of his players,

Raymond.

Sometimes he just has

a hard time showing it.

Thanks.

All right. Thanks for coming.

All right.

Playoffs begin next week,

all right?

Let's be ready.

Sorry about what happened.

What the hell was that in there?

Dad, you and mom

need to move into a hotel.

What are you talking about?

I know it sounds crazy,

but the house is haunted.

- Are you out of your mind?

- No, I'm not!

I'm sorry I embarrassed you

in front of your boyfriends.

You've been an embarrassment to

me since the day you were born.

However, I've managed to lower

my expectations to a degree

that an incident

like that in there

leaves me relatively unaffected.

But what does bother me is the

state of your mental health,

because You're acting

like a f***ing nut.

Now get it together!

- Why won't she leave you alone?

- I don't know.

Maybe she still has unfinished

business or something.

We buried your body.

What are you so hung up on?

My dad's gonna have me

institutionalized.

Why doesn't she just come right

out and tell us what she wants?

Wait a minute...

maybe she's trying to,

and we just don't know

how to hear her.

Oh, Christ evey.

You saw him tonight.

Having him committed

is not the answer, Donald.

- Yeah?

- He's going through a phase.

It will pass.

What if it doesn't?

We don't get to pick

our children.

All we can do is love them.

Mm.

We should've adopted.

Not some ethnic kid.

You know what I'm saying.

A white kid.

Donald, your breath

is terrible.

Go brush, will you?

Ahhhhh!

Uh, no solicitors.

Don.

Who is it?

- We're here to see your son.

- Raymond?

Well, whatever he's done,

I apologize.

The kid's not right in the head.

No, let her in.

Where in the hell

are you going?

- He's upstairs.

- What's wrong with you?

What are you...?

Oh, it's just so good to see

Raymond making friends.

Raymond, this is

my granddaughter.

Zelda, say hello.

Hi, Zelda. Nice to meet you.

Okay.

What's she doing here?

Well, Hannah's spirit

has been troubling you,

and speaking with someone

her own age will help relax her.

It's good to see you again.

What's this?

Has anything happened

to the body?

I dropped it.

She's been marked.

You Can't stay here.

It's not safe for you

to be in here.

You must go.

You must wait outside.

Good.

I will wait outside.

Hi.

It's a phonautograph.

It's the earliest-known device

for recording sound.

I have a tape recorder in

my backpack, if that's easier.

Hannah was born in the 1800s.

Our chances of communicating

with her are far greater

using a device

from the same period.

Zelda, I'm gonna count

from three down to one.

I want you to drift off

into the spirit world,

but I want your mind

to remain here.

Three, two, one.

Can you hear me, Zelda?

Yes, grandma.

- How'd she do that?

- She's crossed over.

Hannah, are you there?

Hannah, speak to us.

Tell us what you want.

It's angry.

Zelda, ask Hannah

why she's angry.

It's angry. It's not Hannah.

Zelda, did you see the spirit?

Can you describe it?

It's Ambrose longstreet.

Who?

Hannah's father.

Ambrose, what do you want?

He won't let me go.

Ambrose, let her go

and tell us what you want.

I want it back.

What do you want back?

The necklace.

What necklace?

Who... who has it?

- The man.

- He stole it.

The man.

He stole it.

The man.

He stole it.

What man? Who has it?

Where is the necklace, Ambrose?

He did it.

- How do you feel?

- Not so good.

Virginia, I Can't do this

without you.

Raymond, you must.

If not Becca's in great danger.

What do you mean?

If a spirit interacts

with someone

who's psychically unaware,

it turns vengeful.

You, her, your parents will

all be in great danger.

It's only gonna get worse.

Where's the necklace?

I don't know what necklace

he's talking about.

Raymond, you've got to find it!

Raymond.

All right that's it.

That's it.

You Can't stay here anymore.

Listen, dad, you and mom

are in trouble!

No, you listen!

I've canceled your credit cards.

I've stopped payment

on your apartment.

You are cut off, mister.

Dad, this is serious.

You take one step

back into that house,

I'll have you committed.

You understand? Committed!

You look like sh*t.

Thanks. I had a nightmare.

I don't think

I'll ever get over the fact

that you slept

with Dave Richards.

Allegedly.

Your neck hurt?

I've got a pill for that.

I have to find that necklace

before something bad

happens to my parents.

Ahh.

Sweetheart something to drink,

please.

Oh.

Make it a double.

Ooh.

Whoo!

So, Raymond, the doctor called

and said your father

can come home this afternoon.

Donald's depressed, though.

It seems Archibald invited him

to the country club tonight.

Hm. Country club. That figures.

You know, you don't run across

a lot of poor people

named Archibald.

You don't do you?

Hmm.

Ooh, excuse me.

This is fun.

I like her.

Mom, please listen to me.

The house is not safe.

Promise me

you won't go back there,

not until I can take care

of things.

Sh! Raymond, for heaven's sake,

what is going on with you?

I'm worried about you, honey.

Mom, just promise me

you'll spend the rest of the day

at the hospital with dad.

But that's ridiculous.

It will really

make you feel better?

Okay, I will.

Thank you.

Hmm.

Mom, why do you think

dad hates me so much?

Your father doesn't hate you,

Raymond.

He just...

He just doesn't understand

some things.

I'm sorry.

What I want you to know

is that we both love you

very, very much, honey.

And We're proud of you.

And I want you to always

remember that.

Thanks, mom.

Oh!

I just thought of something...

away that you can get back

into your dad's good graces.

And come home.

Thank you.

Keys.

Give me your keys.

I think... I think you might

want to stay seated

for the next...

Oh, my goodness.

Few hours.

Do you have any water or coffee?

Anything?

You all right?

Oh, I think

I'm having a hot flash.

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