The Unnamable II: The Statement of Randolph Carter

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"Here lies the body of Joshua Winthrop.

"Died October 7th 1 704." Hmm.

(Police radio)

She's in shock.

Get her over to Essex General.

Dr Samuelson Will be Waiting for you.

(Siren Wails)

- Carter, Where's Tanya?

- Tanya's going to the hospital.

- Is she going to be all right?

- Yes, she Will.

HoWard, I need you to take this.

Don't let anyone see it.

- You're kidding me.

- Just do it.

OK.

HoWard, What did you see in the house?

Oh, Carter, it Was horrible.

It Wasn't human.

- You're going to be all right.

- OK.

Put it right doWn here.

(Unzips bag)

Well, Doc?

Whatever did this Was using big teeth

or some sort of tool.

Been dead about four hours, I'd guess.

I don't knoW about this one -

he hasn't got a head.

- Did you check on the attic?

- You gotta be kidding me.

There's nothing there. No sign of the girl.

Whatever Was living in there

must have been real strange.

The head's in there, along With

What appear to be human bones.

- Arnie, this is no single night's Work.

- Any signs of the killer?

- There's signs of something, sir.

- Arnie? I gotta talk to you.

- Yeah, sure.

- Look.

I think We've got another one

of those incidents.

You're telling me What I don't Wanna hear.

These Wounds aren't anything

like a dog or a Wolf could do.

Damn this toWn.

Remember the DunWich thing?

This may be something similar.

- We couldn't go through that again.

- I can't help it, Arnie.

It's got to be contained. You knoW that.

Then you accept responsibility

if Whatever did this strikes again.

And you knoW that.

Yeah, I knoW.

God help us.

All right. Let's get a move on!

- What's your name again?

- Carter. Randolph Carter.

Malcolm, drive Mr Randolph Carter

to the station, please.

- Would you like a statement?

- Not noW. Just go With the officer.

Malcolm.

Keep him busy until I get doWn there.

I don't Want him talking

to anyone but you. You got that?

- Yeah. What's going on?

- Just do it, please.

- Debbie? Secure the house.

- Yes, sir.

Ben?

Sir?

I Want you to sit out on the highWay

and I don't Want anyone near this place.

Yes, sir.

(Bell tolls)

- Jesus.

- (Door opens)

- Psst.

- Hey.

- HoW are you doing, HoWard?

- Better.

The cuts Were pretty bad but the fever's

doWn.

For a While they thought

I might have rabies.

- Have they talked to you?

- Yes. I just got out of there.

- They think this is going to bloW over.

- It is over.

Over? Do you knoW What you found?

Jesus, Carter, look at me!

This could be an important discovery.

You saW this creature?

- Yeah. I saW it up close and personal.

- Right.

Do you knoW What I saW? Tunnels under

the graveyard. No dog made those.

- You think the creature did it?

- Exactly.

Do you have the book?

You should have turned it over to the police.

- No.

- What are you gonna do?

Study the Necronomicon,

then go back into those tunnels.

- Don't do that, Carter.

- HoWard, listen to me.

You Were lucky. The others Weren't.

This isn't a story any more.

This is pure fact. Think about it.

I don't Want to think about it.

Don't you understand?

For centuries people have ridiculed

Arkham for living in fear of this.

It doesn't matter any more. It's gone.

Perhaps. Maybe you're right.

It is gone. Get some rest.

I Wish I could.

I've been having these nightmares.

- Hm. I'll come back later today.

- OK.

You told the police

about the tunnels, didn't you? Carter?

He didn't tell them.

(Bell tolling)

(Clock ticking)

(Man) Hey, Carter! Open up.

Carter, did you hear about HoWard?

Hey, Carter, you in there?

- Hey, Carter, it's me - Barger.

- I've a lot of Work to do.

We're your friends. You're gonna

go squirly Working like this.

- I'm fine.

- Work, Work, Work.

Carter, it's Saturday

and We've got neWs for you.

I'm busy and I'd appreciate it if...

Carter, you've gotta get off

of this overachieving thing.

We're going to the union for breakfast.

Everybody is talking about What

happened at the old Winthrop place.

Hey, these used to be

the old housemaster's rooms.

- Yes. If you Wouldn't mind...

- I heard HoWard Was there.

Said he's torn up.

Yes. I saW him about an hour ago.

The radio said HoWard and five other

students Were attacked by Wild dogs.

- That isn't true.

- That's the story.

HoWard should be back in a day or so

and he can tell you about it then.

- Carter, are you studying physics?

- No. Why?

This stuff on the board here.

Hieroglyphics. I'm trying to translate them.

It's some kind of equation.

It's a formula for quantum mechanics.

This is heavy stuff for a folklore major.

Great. Let's go eat.

Really?

Radical slant.

I don't see hoW you got this figure.

Oh, I didn't.

What do you mean by "radical"?

This line is fine - it deals With time -

but this...

Come on, Barger. We're not here to bull

about business. Mary's Waiting for me.

Quantum physics is a neW theory?

Planck came up With the basics

around 1900, but it's still a theory.

This is getting just

a little too deep for me, guys.

Ta-ta.

Barger, hoW does this Work?

(Moaning)

Aaagh!

'What you have unleashed

by entering my home is again leashed.'

What?

No, you're not dreaming,

but you are in grave danger.

What you have unleashed still lives.

BeWare.

My poWers in death

are much less than they Were in life

and I can only hold

that portion of the demon...

Which is my beloved daughter, Alyda.

I'm definitely dreaming.

Within her is a demon I summoned -

God forgive me! -

and I cannot send it back.

Pages I cannot find... Those pages...

But beWare - it Will destroy you

and destroy this World.

You must destroy it.

I cannot. It is my daughter...

and again it's not my daughter.

But that Which is my daughter I cannot kill.

You must destroy it. I cannot.

I... No... This isn't real.

I'm dreaming. I'm...

I'm not dreaming.

All right, HoWard. I believe you.

Just don't fall asleep.

Yes.

Yes. They're my students. I'll deal With it.

Hello, Amelia.

- 'Chancellor Thayer, Carter is here.'

- I see him. Thank you.

- Sit doWn, Carter.

- No, thank you, Chancellor Thayer.

Last night, four of your students died.

Yes, I knoW that.

They Weren't killed by Wild dogs

as the police claim.

I knoW this sounds ludicrous, but they Were

killed by a 300-year-old creature

and if We don't do something fast,

no one Will believe us.

This is Arkham, Carter,

not NeW York, not Boston.

That's Why We have to expose this thing.

This "thing"? This mythical "thing"?

- You've seen it With your oWn eyes?

- No.

You've touched it? You can sWear

on your life that it isn't a hoax?

- I can't, but...

- Yes.

Four students have died,

but We have no proof Who did it.

It could be a raving lunatic and yet

you're ready to go public With some tale

about a 300-year-old creature

living in an attic.

I greW up in Arkham, Carter.

I knoW the story.

I've also read your statement

and the police report.

We've enough trouble With four deaths.

If you add Witchcraft, Satanism

and a demon from hell

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