The Frighteners Page #4

Frank, get out of here, now!

Bastard!

Got to go.

Bannister!

Stop!

Damn! Come on!

Just get down!

Get down and stay down.

Magda!

Listen to me.

No!

Where'd he go?

You killed me, you bastard!

You're sick!

Is this how you get your kicks?

Did it feel good killing me?

Did it feel good

killing your wife?

You're a murderer!

He won't get far.

We have the state line covered.

Sheriff Perry...

I seriously doubt we will

see Bannister any time soon.

He is resourceful beyond anything

you can comprehend.

Hello, Frank.

Hey, Walt.

I've come to report that...

Magda Rees-Jones's...

body is lying near my car...

off Holloway Road.

Did you have anything

to do with her death?

Frank, are you okay?

What happened?

What are you doing?

You're arresting him?

Please leave.

Frank, you need a lawyer.

Go home, Lucy.

But you haven't done anything.

He hasn't done anything!

How do you know?

Do you know me?

Am I a nice guy?

Because...

that cozy scene in the restaurant

was bullshit.

Because...

I was doing my job.

I don't give a damn

about you or anyone.

What are you saying?

Go home.

Are you okay to drive?

There has been a destructive force

unleashed on this town...

such as I have never seen.

We have a body count...

of 28.

You're a very dangerous man.

You're not seriously suggesting

that Frank is responsible for...

You're way out of your depth here,

Sheriff. Please leave.

Frank Bannister is my prisoner.

By the power invested in me by

the President of the United States...

I am telling you...

to get the hell out of this room.

Have you ever heard

of Nina Kulagina?

March 10, 1970, Nina Kulagina,

with the power of her mind...

stopped the beat of a frog's heart.

The record of this experiment

is currently held...

in the files of Professor Gennady

Sergeyev of Saint Petersburg.

As Sergeyev

interpreted the cardiogram...

the heart experienced

a flare-up of electrical activity.

The heart imploded...

all because Nina Kulagina

wanted the animal dead.

I don't kill people.

Part of you believes that.

There's another part of you, Frank...

that's out of control.

Your destructive impulse.

I've seen a figure in a cape.

I've seen him reach into people's

chests and squeeze their hearts.

Who was it?

Who was it?

Death.

I can communicate

with the other side.

I can see spirits.

I don't know why.

I can't understand it.

You think you're quite unique,

don't you?

But in my business, I deal

with your type every other week.

This death figure...

is nothing more

than a homicidal alter ego...

that satisfies

your compulsion to kill.

Every time

you want to kill someone...

"death" does it for you.

It's your way

of absolving yourself of guilt.

No!

When did you first start

seeing spirits? After Debra's death?

You killed your wife.

No!

I have studied...

the coroner's reports

of every death here since 1985.

Twenty-eight cases

involved crushed hearts...

arteries choked until they burst.

That started in 1990, with your...

beautiful wife, Debra.

She was the first.

Ray Lynskey.

You argue with him,

We know you didn't like

Magda Rees-Jones.

But what about the guy in the toilet?

What did he do to you, Frank?

Piss on your Hush Puppies?

Why are you shaking?

Oh, my.

My, my. You're doing it right now,

aren't you?

You're trying to kill me, right now.

Well, forget it, Bannister.

I'm wearing a lead breastplate!

We have 28...

unexplained deaths here.

You know what I think?

I think you...

are involved in each

and every one of them!

Well, so much for the dream home.

What are we doing here, Lucy?

Look at this place.

It's a dump!

God, this guy is a loser.

Perfectly good basketball court

gone to pot.

Yeah, Bannister.

Mr. Bannister, help me!

My daughter, Patricia,

is communing with the Evil One.

He's in this house

at her instigation.

Help me drive them out!

Lucy, why do you keep

shutting me out?

Lucy!

Patricia?

Dr. Lynskey.

Patricia, are you all right?

It's your mother.

She's been hurting you.

She needs help.

She's delusional.

You can't go on like this.

You don't understand.

No!

My father killed himself

after the murders.

Mother says it was my fault.

So I have to keep his ashes

in my room.

Oh, my God.

She says I'm evil.

Just like Johnny.

Come with me to Mother's room.

This isn't you.

This isn't who you are now.

It was Johnny.

He went crazy.

I couldn't get away from him.

I thought he'd kill me.

You have to get out

of this house.

You can start over.

It's Mother. Please hide.

Please.

I'll take her to the kitchen.

You sneak out later.

What are you doing in here?

I thought I heard a noise.

I'll make you some coffee, Mother.

Mother.

The coffee's ready.

Lucy, go.

Thank you, Deputy.

Just call me when you're done,

Dr. Lynskey.

Frank, listen to me.

I found your knife,

hidden in old lady Bradley's closet.

She's crazy, Frank.

You haven't hurt anybody.

You're a good person, Frank.

Don't do this.

Please, don't do this.

Do you think you're the only person

who ever lost somebody?

You walk around like you

have no feelings...

but the truth is

you're just scared!

Goddamn hypocrite.

Why are you doing this?

What are you afraid of?

I don't want to hurt you, Lucy.

Oh, that's crap.

Don't give me that.

Look at me.

I'll be outside. This sh*t is like

walking in on your parents.

Oh, right. I'll be outside.

I'll just...

What is it, Frank?

Look out!

You son of a b*tch!

What's happening?

Grab him! Grab him!

What's happening?

Okay. Listen to me.

Call for the deputy.

And try to sound calm.

Deputy!

I'm ready to leave.

Where did he go?

Stuart, where did he go?

I think we got him.

You son of a b*tch!

Get out, Frank! Go!

It's this way. Go.

Freeze, Bannister.

- Help.

- I got you now.

Help me. He's gone crazy.

Okay. Ah! Stay back!

Now...

Frank, come on!

Go, Frank!

Get out of here! Now!

Frank, let's go!

This way. Come on.

Sh*t!

What was in that cell?

Something was crushing my heart.

I can't fight him, Luce.

I can't protect you.

There's one way

to deal with this thing.

I have to have an out-of-body

experience, and I have to have it now.

Go away, Luce.

Walk the other way.

Wait. Wait.

This will slow your heart

and lower your temperature.

You'll have 20 minutes. Any longer

and there's a danger of tissue damage.

That's only if I successfully

revive you. There's no guarantee.

Frank, you don't have to do this.

Better close the door.

Hurry up.

It won't take long.

I didn't know you had

an interest in cryogenics.

I'm reviving him at 9:00.

Why would we want to do that?

Luce!

Lucy?

There we go.

Let me go, you bastard!

Let me out now!

You bastard,

let me out of this car now!

I find cemeteries very...

restful places, don't you?

Turn this car around

and take me back.

I intend to, Mrs. Lynskey.

In exactly... eleven hours' time.

Son of a b*tch!

Let me out of here!

Come back here, you creep!

My body...

is a road map of pain.

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