The Making of 'The Haunting' Page #5

with the sounds of children.

He took them from his mills

and he brought them here,

but he wouldn't let them go.

He would never let them go.

And I found the skulls,

just like Carolyn did.

- Carolyn ? Who's Carolyn ?

- Killed who, Eleanor ?

- Calm down, now.

- And he had a second wife.

But he couldn't hide

his secret.

You can never hide

a secret.

Carolyn found out

what he'd done.

And now he wants me.

Who ? Who wants you ?

And why ?

- She's delusional.

- But what is happening to her ?

She's in a fugue state.

Let's get her to the sofa.

- Wanted to... fill the house

with children, but...

- Get a blanket.

- Come on.

- he-he turned into a monster.

- It's okay, sweetheart. It's okay.

- No.

Carolyn showed me in the photograph

where she hid 'em.

And they're all

locked together in there.

- He won't let them go.

- Eleanor, listen to me.

Listen to me. Listen to me.

It's not true.

He's still here.

Hugh Crain

is still in the house.

- No.

- Yeah.

I mean, what if she's right ?

What if she's right ?

What are you sayin', Theo ?

It doesn't do any good to talk about--

- Stop. Stop ! Stop !

- What if she's right ?

Now, listen to me,

all of you.

Let me explain

what's happening.

You're participating in a study

on group fear and hysteria.

What ? That's why you brought us here ?

That's what this is all about ?

You brought us here to scare us ?

Is that it ?

Yes.

You're just waiting for her to have a total

nervous breakdown before you said anything ?

- No !

- What is your problem ?

I gave you the clues. You created

the story as you were meant to.

- But it's over. I'm pulling the plug.

- Oh, that--

- None of this is real.

- No, it is real.

- Eleanor, it's not real.

- No !

- You have to look at

the bones in the fireplace !

- It's not real !

And then I saw-- I saw his wife,

hanging in the greenhouse !

- I know I saw it !

- I'm sorry.

I'm sorry. I'm sorry

I brought you here, all of you.

The Dudleys will be here in the morning,

and then we can all go home at once.

- No ! I can't believe

you're not gonna look.

- Okay, that's enough.

- I'm taking her upstairs.

I think you've done enough.

- I'll help you.

Because it was a controlled experiment.

A controlled experiment ?

She's in total shock !

You can't do that !

- I told you,

it wasn't meant to be like this.

- Oh, come on.

You don't care about us.

You don't care about insomnia.

You just wanted to scare the hell out of

us so we'd fit into your little test...

- or model or whatever bullshit

you need to understand this !

- Oh, please ! Okay !

- You can't do it !

- Now, listen ! You listen.

I am trying to help people. My field

of study is the science of fear.

I try to understand why people

act the way they act, why

they feel the way they feel--

You don't feel.

Where are you going ?

I'm gonna find out

what Eleanor was talking about.

What am I doing ?

Good night.

Be right back.

I'll get you some tea.

Oh, God, it's looking for me.

Who was holding my hand ?

No.

No !

No !

I will not let you

hurt a child !

Luke !

David !

Dr Marrow !

Luke !

Eleanor!

No !

That's not me !

No !

No !

Who are you ?

Oh, no !

Why do you want me ?

Who am I ?

Who am I ?

Why do you want me ?

Why ?

Oh, God !

Who am I ?

What are you trying to tell me ?

Welcome home, Eleanor.

Oh, no ! No !

It's not true.

No !

- Eleanor?

- What ?

Eleanor, don't be afraid.

You can understand me ?

The doors, Eleanor.

Only the doors can hold him.

Oh, no !

He's coming!

What ?

What's wrong ?

What do you want from me ?

Help us, Eleanor.

Help us.

What ? What are you

trying to tell me ?

What ? What do you

want from me ?

What do you

want me to do ?

Nell ?

- Nell !

- I'm gonna help you.

I'm gonna help.

I'm almost there !

Eleanor.

- I wanna help you.

- Eleanor.

Don't move.

Don't move.

Oh, Nell.

Just stay there.

- Hold on, Eleanor.

- Watch out! The cable!

Look out!

It's not gonna hold your weight there !

It's breaking apart !

Don't move, now. Don't move.

Oh, my God.

No !

Oh, sh*t.

Eleanor, look at me.

I need you to climb over

and step back on the platform.

Come on. I want you

to come down with me.

Climb over and step on the platform.

Can you do that ?

I can't.

The children, they need me.

I have to join them.

Please.

Please, trust me.

Climb off the rail

onto the platform.

- Come on. Come on.

- Just do it, Nell.

Please ?

No ! No !

Hold on !

Here.

- Here.

- Thank you.

Thank you.

Hurry.

- Come on.

- No. He won't let them go.

Even now,

he won't let them go.

- Come on. Come on. We have to go.

- No, he won't--

- I won't leave you. I won't leave you.

- Okay.

She doesn't look good.

Hey, I think I'm gonna take her

to see a doctor, right now.

I think I'm gonna take her

to see a real doctor.

We'll take her to the hospital

in the morning. The gate's still locked.

We have to wait

until the Dudleys arrive.

What ? That's

real compassionate.

Yeah, let's wait

until the morning,

and then maybe tonight you'll have

a chance to scribble a few more...

- "Welcome home, Eleanor"s on the wall.

- I didn't write that, okay ?

You'd never write that.

That wouldn't be ethical, would it ?

Will you guys just shut up ?

Come on !

Somebody's gonna have to stay with

her tonight. We can't leave her alone.

All right,

I'll take the first watch.

Okay.

The, uh, environment is

proving entirely successful...

in promoting

shared hysteria reactions.

The group is manifesting--

manifesting classic

pathologies of trauma and--

I should have stopped this

when Mary got hurt,

and definitely

when Eleanor was--

Jesus, I need to

get them out of here.

What happened ?

What happened ?

It's nothin'.

It's not real.

It's Nell !

Nell !

Nell ! Nell !

- Dr Marrow! Dr Marrow!

- What's going on ?

I can't get the door !

Stay away !

- Nell!

- Eleanor!

- Eleanor !

- We're here !

Eleanor!

- Push !

- Come on !

Oh, my God !

Nell ! Quick !

Come on !

We gotta get her

out of here.

Oh, God !

Hurry up !

- Get out of the way!

- That's it.

That's it. Come on ! Hit it!

- Come on !

- Come on, Nell ! Come on !

Get up !

Come on ! Pick her up !

We gotta go ! Move !

Move!

Let's go !

Come on ! I'm not staying in this

freak house another second ! Come on !

Get it open ! Come on !

- I can't get up there !

- Come on !

Hurry up !

Come on !

Oh, God !

Dr Marrow.

How did you know the house wanted me ?

What do you mean ?

Why did you call and tell me

to look for your ad ?

Ad ? But--

I didn't call you.

You told me

to look in the paper.

Eleanor, the first time I spoke to you

was here at the house.

- God !

- What do we do ?

We gotta crash the gate.

We gotta crash the gate.

Nell, I need your car.

Move !

Get out of the way !

Luke !

- Luke, are you okay ?

- Get out ! Get out !

- Open the door !

Eleanor!

Luke!

- Eleanor!

- Come on ! You gotta get out !

- Please, come back!

- Push the door!

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