The House Where Evil Dwells Page #2

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that Alex never married?

Nah...

Ah...just hard to please.

I don't think I'd find him

hard to please.

[Exhales]

I'm sorry.

I don't know why I said that.

I really don't.

It was an awful thing to say.

Don't worry about it.

Don't give it a second thought.

No. No, it was awful.

No.

I'm going to wake Amy up.

[Man chanting in Japanese

and rhythmically drumming]

[Camera shutter clicking]

[Man speaking Japanese on TV]

[Phone ringing]

Hello.

ALEX:

Hi, Laura.

Oh, hi, Alex.

How are you?

I'm fine, thank you.

- ALEX:
Where's your old man?

- Oh, Ted...

No, no, he's in Tokyo

for the afternoon.

Oh? I'm sorry I missed him.

The reason I'm calling,

I want to invite the two of you

to a consulate reception.

Oh, that would be great.

Ted will be delighted.

Good. All settled in?

Well, sort of.

Laura?

Laura?

Laura?

Alex...

when are you

coming to see us?

I want to see you.

Soon.

Right now all kinds of congressional

brass are coming through.

Well, don't let it be too long.

Uh, no, I won't.

Have Ted call me.

Did you hear me?

Yes.

I said, don't let it be too long.

Well...I'll see you soon.

Sayonara.

Sayonara.

[Bike bell rings]

[Bike bell rings]

[People chattering]

[Men speaking Japanese]

Must you continue to work

while we're eating?

Honey, I got to get this wrapped up,

corrected, typed

by tomorrow morning.

I don't want to work while we eat.

I gotta work while we eat.

Sorry.

- Is it good, sweetheart?

- Mmm, it's good, Mommy.

The eggplant's delicious.

I do appreciate it.

- Alex called today.

- Yeah?

He invited us

to a consulate reception.

Good.

You want more milk, sweetheart?

Yes, please, Mommy.

I'll give him a call tomorrow.

Okay, fine.

You can call him...

But, personally, I'd rather not go.

What do you mean?

Why don't you want to go?

Do I have to give a reason?

I just don't want to go.

- LAURA:
Ah!

- Amy, be careful!

- AMY:
It wasn't me!

- LAURA:
Oh, God.

Ah...

TED:
You ready, baby?

Is this okay for where we're going?

The Japanese?

Well, I don't know

about the Japanese,

but this American thinks

you look fabulous.

Come on.

Oh...dear.

LAURA:

A note for my friend Rita...

Sorry.

Sorry.

[Band playing jazz upbeat music

inside]

[Band playing jazz music]

[People chattering]

Ted!

How are you?

Laura, you look wonderful.

Well, let's have a drink.

- Come on.

- [Band finishes song]

[Applause]

[Band playing mellow jazz music]

- Champagne?

- TED:
Sure.

Thank you.

Ted, right behind you.

See that guy at the table?

The one with glasses.

- He edits four magazines.

- TED:
Oh, yeah?

Look, I think he's--

Why don't you go over and say hello?

It'd be a good outlet for you.

Don't worry about Laura.

We'll have a drink, and we'll dance.

Go on.

You'll be okay?

Of course, I'll be okay.

- Thank you Alex.

- Go get him, pal.

Well...would you like to dance?

Yes, I'd love to.

Well, beautiful blonde lady,

what did you mean by that phone call?

Take me outside.

What?

I said, take me outside.

Sure.

MAN:
Why don't you visit me

next week in Tokyo,

and we'll discuss business,

and I will show you the Ginza.

TED:
I'm looking forward to it.

[Jazz music playing over speakers]

[Japanese greetings]

[Speaking Japanese]

- [Waiter speaks Japanese]

- He asked us to order.

[Ted and waiter speaking Japanese]

- Beer for me.

- Whiskey soda.

- Waiter:
Whiskey soda.

- TED:
Whiskey soda.

[Speaking Japanese]

- What'd you say?

- I asked girls for you.

[Ted and Japanese

businessmen laughing]

[Japanese greetings]

WOMAN:
Welcome.

[Japanese continues]

- How do you do?

- How do you do?

- Whose drink?

- Mine. That's mine.

Oh, big! That's kind of big!

- Please?

- Ah, sure. Sure, please.

Kampai.

[Japanese continues]

[Light piano music playing]

Ted?

You have a nice mustache.

- I like your face.

- [Ted chuckles]

Would you like to dance with me?

- Yeah.

- Good.

- Stand up.

- [Objects clatter]

Ooh! Be careful!

- Ooh, I'm sorry.

- Always be careful.

This way please.

Who are you?

What's your name?

My name is Otami.

TED:
Otami...

Listen, I gotta talk to you

about something.

Now, now, listen.

Listen here.

Don't disappear

on me again, Otami.

Don't disappear.

Hey...Hey, who are you?

My name is...

TED:
Help, you guys!

TED:
Listen, listen.

I was just dancing with her.

[Indistinct dialogue

drowned out by music]

God.

Oh!

Argh!

Stop! For God's sake!

Ted!

Wake up!

Wake up, please!

Look at me! Look at me!

Look, I turned the water on.

It doesn't come on.

Then it comes on all by itself,

and it covers me!

Just like the light.

You remember the light?

It's the same thing!

Don't you understand?

Where were you last night?

You know where I was last night.

I was with the magazine editors.

Oh.

Well, I hope

you had a real good time.

As it happens, I had a real bad time.

And it's not getting any better.

Amy!

We're going out!

[Ted grunts]

- [Ted groans]

- FEMALE GHOST:
Ted...

TED:
Hmm?

[Speaks Japanese]

What?

[Speaks Japanese]

[Man speaks Japanese]

You speak English?

I speak a little English.

You like these Noh masks?

Very fine.

Yes, I'd like to look.

Noh masks.

MAN:
From Noh plays?

LAURA:
Noh plays?

Noh plays.

You know...like theater.

Oh.

Oh, you mean they're masks

that actors wear in stage plays?

Yes. Stage plays.

A long time ago.

They're very beautiful.

[Both speak Japanese]

[Older man speaking Japanese]

YOUNGER MAN:

They are all made of wood.

[Laura speaks Japanese]

They would look beautiful

in our living room, wouldn't they?

Daddy would be a little bit mad,

don't you think?

Think he would?

I would like to buy.

[Trickling water]

I'm glad you came.

I've been expecting you.

Now, let us talk.

The house you are living

was the scene of a terrible murder

in the middle of the last century.

There was a young girl,

named Otami,

who tired

of her samurai husband, Shugoro,

and fell in love

with a student of her husband.

His name was Masanori.

Shugoro discovered

the two lovers,

and killed them both,

then committed hara-kiri.

To get power

of the reluctant Masanori,

the tale tells of the night Otami

visited the witch, Omajo.

[Thunder crashing]

[Cat meowing intermittently

in distance]

[Cat meowing intermittently]

[Meows]

[Laughing]

[Speaking Japanese]

[Speaking Japanese]

[Laughing]

[Meowing continues]

[Old woman shrieking]

[Wind howling]

Hi. We're back.

AMY:
Hi, Daddy!

We've been shopping!

How's my girl?

AMY:
Look at all

the neat things we got.

What'd you get?

What'd you get?

AMY:

To go with my new kimono.

Mommy bought them for me.

- Well, put 'em on. Let me see 'em.

- Okay.

- You okay?

- Yep.

- You want a drink?

- You betcha.

What's in the box?

Why don't you open it.

What do you want to drink?

Tennessee whiskey, no water, no ice.

They're Noh masks.

Do you know about them?

Ah, not much, a little bit.

This one's Okina.

No, no, Magojiro.

- That's right.

- [Laura speaks indistinctly]

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