The Grudge 2 Page #2
Hey, Allison.
Are you feeling okay, sweetie?
Because I've been
really worried about you.
I heard you went to see
the school shrink this morning.
Poor thing.
I'm sorry.
- You're late.
- I know. I had to close up.
Let's go.
Pick anyone you like.
Let's go with this one.
Welcome, this is 8,900 Yen.
- I like it.
- Good.
Get comfortable. I'll be back.
Stop, Michael!
It tickles.
Miyuki.
Hello?
Karen?
Karen?
Let's begin with the first
incident three years ago.
Your colleagues were the primary
investigators on that case?
That is correct.
It's my understanding that
these colleagues have since disappeared.
They have.
A mother and the child were
killed in that house.
The husband murdered them.
I have questions about?
The incident happened as
reported in the local papers.
Understood.
Recently an American
family died in that house...
also under suspicious circumstances.
I cannot get into those details.
So, two incidents?
Two families died in one house?
So, two incidents?
Two families died in one house.
I cannot get into those details.
So, two incidents?
Two families died in one house.
Hello.
The cops said you were the one
that pulled my sister out of the fire.
I'm sorry about your sister.
I know why your sister did what she did.
- Here.
- Thanks.
Karen found all this stuff online.
Terrible things happened in that house.
I've been covering this story since
I moved to Tokyo three years ago.
Karen would've never done this.
It doesn't make any sense.
Ever since your sister
went inside that house...
she felt like
someone was there with her...
something watching her...
threatening her.
How do you know that?
Ever since I've been in the house
I've been experiencing the same things.
Your sister burned down
that house because...
she thought it would stop.
But the fire changed something.
I think it's getting worse.
Where are you going?
I was hoping you could tell me
something I don't already know.
But you can't.
I'm not even sure what I'm looking for anyways.
I've got no choice
but to go back to the house.
Well, I'll go with you.
- I don't want you to go.
- I'm going with you.
I am not leaving here until
I find out why my sister is dead.
So what's it gonna be,
PB & J or chicken salad?
Last night... did you hear it?
Okay, PB & J it is
Lacey, didn't you hear it?
There were sounds.
From next door.
What could you hear?
I heard the Flemings coming home.
They looked really... weird.
Weird? How?
Well, yesterday I...
I'm sorry, you guys.
Why didn't you get me up?
Good morning.
Tonight's final cut.
I'm pretty sure I'll make it.
You're totally gonna make it.
- Are you nervous?
- Not really.
- You should've tried out.
- Oh, please.
Jake!
Jake!
C'mon, hurry up!
Hello? Hey, Nate.
Really?
No, he never said that to me.
I don't know, maybe he left a message
on the cell, I'm not sure.
See, he wouldn't say that to me.
He would just say that to you.
Because he likes you, that's why.
You don't have to be coy.
I know, It's important to be professional
but you have to have a life.
Who are you talking to?
It's just Nate.
Are you okay?
I forgot my keys.
I'll go check the bedroom.
Come in.
Vanessa, please have a seat.
Allison has been telling me an
interesting story that I'd like you to verify.
A story about what?
About a visit you made with her
and Miyuki Nazawa to a certain house.
I'm sorry, Miss Dale,
but I don't know what she told you.
Please, Vanessa,
no one is in trouble here.
I just need to find out exactly
what happened in that house.
Miyuki is missing.
We just got the call.
Apparently she never came home
last night.
She said she was going to be
with her boyfriend, Michael.
Yes, we've spoken with him.
He said she disappeared.
Now you can understand, Vanessa,
how important it is that we hear the truth.
Why did you do this to me?
Why did you take me to that place?
You wanted to come.
What did I ever do to you?
Allison, wait!
Wait here.
Miyuki?
Miyuki... is that you?
- Wait here.
- No, I... want...
Please. Just stay here.
Eason...
Aubrey...
please don't go in that house.
Aubrey! What are you doing in here?
Something pulled me in.
- I told you to stay outside.
- I didn't know...
We have to go. Now.
Kayako kept this journal her whole life.
She was only eight
when she wrote this part.
I don't understand it,
but it looks creepy as hell.
It's not creepy. It's sad.
Apparently, her mother was an Itako.
Itako? What is that?
It's a kind of channeler.
People believe they can talk with
deceased loved ones through them.
But... I don't understand this part.
I have a friend. He's really into folklore.
I think he can help us.
This is not Itako.
Wait.
This person who is written in diary
did channeler, but...
I can't say
this is channeler exactly.
I mean, something...
He says what Kayako wrote was about
the rituals her mother performed...
and how they were somewhat abnormal.
I can't explain it in English.
Shaman...
Exorcist.
It must be named Exorcist.
There's no real word to
describe it in English, but...
the closest thing would be 'exorcist'.
She did this to her daughter.
Take demon away from
people's mind or body.
- What is it?
- She let daughter eat
- Eason?
- Demon everyday.
Eason!
It... it sounds like her mother
was able to cure people
through extracting evil spirits...
out of their bodies...
and feeding them to her daughter.
What?
First thing tomorrow
morning we have to go see her.
See who?
Kayako's mother.
I've tried everything.
I even went back to the house. I...
Look...
if she can really take evil spirits
out of people, maybe she can help us.
I don't know what to believe any more.
We don't have a choice.
It's our only hope.
Okay.
This is the research
I was doing for the story.
I've got her childhood address...
right here.
It's a small village.
The train will only take us halfway.
We'll have to switch to a bus.
Last time I saw Karen,
we got into this huge fight.
It was really stupid.
She took me out to lunch and she
dropped this college application on me...
and I... I was just...
I was so pissed.
I thought she was trying to be
just like my mother.
I screamed at her to stop trying
to change my life and leave me alone.
She did.
We never spoke again until last night.
I always, I always blamed Karen for
my mother's indifference towards me.
But I know that wasn't true,
and I really...
I really regret...
Well, you know, it's strange.
Back in Hong Kong, my brother lived
a few blocks away from me for four years.
We never even tried to see each other.
I'll make some tea.
Yeah, thanks.
Eason?
Eason?
Eason? Are you in here?
Eason?
Eason?
Eason...
Eason... Eason!
Eason!
Jeez, you sick or something?
So... what do you think?
Sally, are you okay?
Jake?
No, it's okay.
I'll be right there.
I have to go.
Jake?
Jake?
God!
Jake. What are you doing in here?
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