The Amityville Horror Page #2

Father Bolen...

He was supposed to come by

and bless the house yesterday,

but it can wait

till he feels better.

I hope he's not too sick?

I think it's just

one of those flu things.

But, Mrs. Lutz, the Father

was at your house yesterday.

We were expecting him,

but he never showed up.

I know he left

to go there.

He didnt come.

We waited all day.

Must've been

some kind of mix-up.

No big deal.

Just tell him "hi" and...

and that we hope

he's feeling better.

I sure will.

Thank you for calling.

I'll check Amy's bathroom.

Oh, does it stink!

Mom, it stinks!

Go down and let Aunt Helena in

and don't tell her about this, okay?

Do we have to?

She's always pinching!

- Go now!

- Come on.

Go on!

And be polite.

Well, hello... Matthew!

And Gregory!

And Harry!

Where's your mother, dear?

She said she'd

be down in a minute.

Aunt Helena?

Kathleen! I'm sorry.

I must've set it

too near the edge.

- I have to go.

- I don't understand.

I don't feel well at all.

I bought your favorite tea,

and I'll make you a cup.

I have to go.

I really feel terrible.

- If you rested a while, you'd feel...

- I can't stay!

- Please stay.

- I can't stay!

- I don't feel well!

- If you just rest and...

I can't stay. Forgive me.

George, please make her...

- Aren't you gonna come to bed?

- In a minute.

The fire went out.

Are you still cold?

I hope you're not

coming down with something.

I'll be all right.

I gotta stay healthy

for your brother's wedding.

Your hair's getting long.

Maybe you should

sleep in tomorrow.

I got work to do.

I don't want to be

up to my ass in boxes forever.

I'm sorry.

I don't know what

the hell's the matter with me.

- Silly, this happens all the time.

- Not to me it doesn't.

Stop pushing. You don't

have to prove anything to me.

Turn out the light.

I love you.

I love you back.

She was shot in the head!

You all right?

- Tell me something, Father.

- What?

Why couldn't this

wait till tomorrow?

I don't know. I...

All I know is

I have to get back to that house.

- Are you feeling all right?

- I'm fine. Fine, fine.

Father, there's something wrong

with the steering wheel.

I can't move the wheel.

What's wrong with this?

Harry, be quiet!

Be quiet!

Will you check this, please?

It's gotta come to 1,500 bucks

for the caterer.

- That sucker wants cash.

- Jimmy, will you relax?

You've counted it

about a thousand times.

You sure do look terrific.

You're not gonna

start to cry already?

It's just that yesterday,

I was riding you around

on the back of my bike.

And now you're getting married.

I sure am.

I'm just real happy for you.

That's all, hon.

Hey, there he is.

- George, you look terrible!

- So she keeps telling me.

It's some kind of

flu virus going around.

Amy's got it, too.

It's nothing.

If you're not up to it,

I'd understand.

I'm your best man.

- Come on, let's go.

- Okay.

Mrs. Lutz, am I supposed to

give Amy an aspirin or anything?

Just give her one

before bed, okay?

Okay.

- Are you gonna be okay?

- I don't know.

What's the matter?

- The money.

- What money?

The money for the caterer.

$1,500.

I put it in this pocket.

- It must've fallen out.

- It's not here.

I'll look under here.

Did you check your pants?

Calm down. It can't have

gotten up and walked away.

If you had it here,

it's gotta be here.

What am I gonna do?

I can't believe it!

Will you get those kids

off that horn?

Jimmy, George.

We have to go.

We're getting very late.

What am I gonna do?

It's gotta be here someplace.

We'll look when we get home.

What about the caterer?

I'll take care of him.

I'll write him a check.

Sweetie.

Okay?

I'll get the kids.

It's freezing in here!

It's time for bed, Amy.

I gotta give you an aspirin.

I don't wanna go to bed.

I wanna play with Jody.

Your mom said I had to

put you to bed early

because you've been sick.

Don't smart off to me.

I wasn't sick.

I just didn't like meatloaf.

Let's get you

into your pajamas.

Amy, open the door.

I'm in the closet.

Open the door.

Amy, I mean it!

Come to the door!

Open it!

For Christ's sake!

Open the door!

Amy, open the door!

For Christ's sake,

open the door!

How are you?

- Are you feeling better?

- Fine.

I want to apologize

for the other day.

- Don't worry.

- I don't know what happened.

I hadn't gone half a block

from your house,

and I was violently ill.

I think there's a virus

going around.

Father Delaney's got something,

and Amy's got something.

And I don't know

what's the matter with George.

I'll talk to you later, okay?

I'm gonna write you a check.

The deal was cash. Cash.

The cash is lost.

You gotta take a check.

I don't like checks.

Let me tell you something

about checks.

Checks get cancelled.

Checks bounce.

Checks is not cash.

Cash is cash.

Listen to me, pal...

I don't like lectures,

and I don't like

being hassled in the men's room.

I'm gonna write you a check.

Either that's

good enough for you,

or you're gonna eat

your own goddamn food.

Look at this...

I want cash,

and they're giving me checks.

You all right, honey?

I don't think I can make it

through the reception.

Let's get the kids and split.

I'll get the kids.

You take it easy.

Down.

Matt, get over here.

Matt, straight upstairs

and right to bed.

- But why?

- Upstairs.

- I'm not even tired!

- You are so tired.

I am not!

You're tired

'cause I said you're tired.

Cut that out.

I'll bring you

some milk and cookies.

Let me out.

Amy? Amy, are you okay?

Jackie?

- Oh, my God!

- I couldn't get out!

The door closed

and it locked,

and I couldn't get out!

- There's no lock on this door.

- It wouldn't open.

- Take a look.

- Look, see?

It wouldn't open!

Why didn't you open the door?

Why didn't you answer me?

Why didn't you unlock the door?

You heard Jackie knocking.

Jody wouldn't let me.

Jody? Who's Jody?

She's my friend.

She comes to play with me.

Jesus Christ! What the hell

are we standing here listening to?

And weren't you told

to go to bed?

Go on! Get out of here!

These kids of yours need

some goddamn discipline.

Here, let me see.

I'll go get something for them.

- George yelled at me.

- You should've opened the door!

Jody doesn't like George.

Where the hell is it?!

There's an explanation for all of it.

I'm not in the habit of blaming Satan

for every phenomenon.

Neither am I, Father.

Well, for a modernist,

who thought Vatican II

didn't go far enough,

don't you think

you sound a little medieval?

My being a modernist

has nothing to do with it.

I happened to

check into the murders

and the 20-year-old boy

who killed his parents

and his four brothers and sisters.

When he was at trial, he testified

that he heard voices in the house.

The voices told him to do it!

I was in the house,

and I heard the voices, too!

And I also felt

the presence in the house.

There was a presence

in that house!

Half the killers in this country

say the same thing.

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