The Nesting Page #4
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- Year:
- 1981
- 103 min
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- Thank you. Thank you very much.
- The phone's right there, miss.
- Oh, thank you.
Brandon Associates.
Uh, yes. This is Lauren Cochran.
May I speak with Mark Felton, please?
One moment, please.
- Lauren, how are you?
- Oh, terrible, Mark. Just awful.
I have either gone completely nuts
or that house is haunted.
Haunted?
Dr. Webb has been killed,
and I've been attacked.
- I don't know what...
- Lauren, what are you talking about?
I'm not even sure myself, Mark.
All I know is I have got
to get out of here.
Frank!
Lauren, listen to me.
You're much too upset to try
to drive all the way back here alone.
I'll leave work right now, and
I'll be up there as soon as I can.
- But, Mark...
- Just do what I say.
Try to calm down and go back to
the house and wait there for me.
Everything's
gonna be all right.
Now promise me.
You'll wait, okay?
Okay, I promise.
- Please hurry.
- I will.
Bye-bye, honey.
I'll see you soon.
Good-bye. And thanks.
Would you like to leave
a message for Daniel, miss?
Oh, uh, just tell him to come over
to the house as soon as he can.
- Joseph.
- Yes, miss?
Do you know who Abby might be?
Abby?
No, I don't think so.
Um, someone that Frank would know.
Oh, you must mean Abner Welles.
He has a farm around here,
if you could call it that.
Do you think you could
give me directions?
Well, I could,
but I don't know if I should.
He's not a very friendly man.
Frank! That you,
you son of a b*tch?
Figured you show up
when I'm takin' a crap!
Uh, Mr. Welles,
it's not Frank.
- Who the hell are you?
- Uh, Lauren Cochran.
Cochran.
Which way did it run?
Uh, I... I'd like to talk to you
if I won't be disturbing you.
Yeah.
You gonna talk standin' or sittin'?
What's on your mind?
Uh, Frank mentioned you. Um...
You see, urn, I'm writing a novel,
and it's set here in Dover Falls,
...and he thought that you
might be able to help me.
Frank said that?
Aren't you two good friends?
Well, we ain't sweethearts.
You really a writer?
Yes, and I need
a little background material,
...maybe a little history
of the... the area.
- This ain't no chamber of commerce, lady.
- No.
But, uh, he thought that maybe
you could tell me about the house,
...you know, the old house
near Estes Pond.
Oh, he did, did he?
You do know the house?
I might. What of it?
Uh, Mr. Welles, um,
...do you think that house
could be haunted?
You the fool that went and rented it?
Uh, yes.
I guess I am.
You sayin' it's haunted?
Not exactly.
I ain't thought about it.
Well, um, do you know
who the initials, uh,
...C.F. or F.C. might stand for?
Why did you ask that?
Well, I just found these candlesticks in
the house, and I thought maybe I could...
Lady, what you
really come here for?
I told you. Uh... Um...
I'm a writer, and...
- I'd say you're lying.
- But Frank said you might...
Frank didn't send you here.
Yes, he...
No, he didn't.
- I thought...
- You thought... You thought what?
- Who... Who really sent you here?
- No one. No one sent me here.
- You're lying!
- Let's just forget the whole thing, okay?
- I'm sorry. - You got nothin'. You're gonna
tell me or I'm gonna beat it out of you.
No!
Let me in!
I'm gonna kill you,
you b*tch!
Where are you going?
I'll kill you, you b*tch!
No!
I'm gonna kill you!
Please!
Oh, God! Please!
No! Please!
No! Please!
Lauren. Lauren, it's Daniel.
It's me.
Oh. What in the world
is going on?
What's happening?
Don't just stand there, man.
But, sir, how...
How could you?
- How could I what?
- Try to take your life, sir.
Oh, don't be ridiculous, Joseph.
I fired to get your attention.
Then you're not wounded.
No, I'm not wounded, you idiot.
It's my heart.
- Now call the doctor.
- Yes.
And hurry.
You know, it is quite possible
that I am completely insane,
...that I imagined everything
I just told you.
I have all the earmarks
of a certifiable lunatic.
Yes, you do.
But I'd say Abner's the lunatic.
You didn't bite
your own ear, did you?
Daniel, listen to me.
I have been in analysis for years.
I am terrified of men.
Who knows? Tomorrow I just might
imagine that you've attacked me.
So you've been in analysis. So what?
But why didn't you
come tell me about Frank?
Do you know what an agoraphobe is?
Yes. I think so.
Well, you're looking at one.
I thought I was cured,
...but after Frank attacked me,
I had a relapse.
I just couldn't leave the house.
So you're a little screwed up.
- Aren't we all?
- A little screwed up?
Daniel, last night I lost
all touch with reality.
God, how I hate
that expression.
That's the trouble
with those damn head shrinkers.
They've got you all running around
chasing your tails, looking for reality.
What are you physicists looking for?
Black holes in space.
Anyway, you keep talking like that
about psychiatrists,
...and I just might imagine
that you killed Dr. Webb.
- Imagine what you like.
- I will.
Good, but in the meantime, I'm going over to
that barn and I'm taking you to my house...
- ...where at least you'll be safe.
- Oh, no, you're not.
I'm staying here
and waiting for Mark.
I'm not sure I'll be safe
with you anyway.
You know what?
You're too damn crazy to be crazy.
What the... Damn.
What the hell.
Damn. What the...
Mark, is that you?
It's Daniel.
Peace?
Am I imagining things now?
Uh, no. I don't think so.
Well, neither will you.
Abner is dead.
And that's one lying son of a
b*tch the world won't miss.
Am I supposed to be relieved?
My sanity proven by a man's death.
Lauren, it was obviously
self-defense.
I called Sheriff Curtis
and told him what happened.
It's only a formality, but you'll have
to stick around for a coroner's inquest.
- And Frank?
- No one's seen him. We figure he's hiding out.
And planning his next attack.
I doubt he'd show his face
around here again.
And from the looks of what happened to
Abner, I'd say he's made a wise decision.
- I don't think that's very funny.
- I'm sorry.
I didn't mean it like that.
I think you've waited around here long enough
for that friend of yours who doesn't show.
My grandfather's had a relapse.
I've gotta get back.
Come with me now?
No, you go ahead.
Uh, I promised Mark I'd wait for him here.
But will you do me a favor
and call his office?
I am really worried about him.
I don't know what's happened to him.
I'll be back as soon as I can.
If I bring another flower,
do we get another kiss?
I'll let you know
after my next dream.
- How is he?
- He's been asking for you.
The doctor's with him now.
Oh, and, Daniel,
...a man named Mark Felton called
with a message for Miss Cochran.
Seems he was expected last night, but his car
broke down and he's waiting for repairs.
He said to tell her that he'd
be there as soon as he could.
He seemed
quite worried about her.
Yes, I know. Thank you, Joseph.
Where the hell have you been?
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