Walled In Page #2

Synopsis: A young woman who recently graduated from engineering school travels to a remote location to supervise the demolition of a mysterious building. She soon discovers the horrifying secrets of the building and its past inhabitants, many of whom were victims of a vicious murderer who entombed his prey alive within its walls. Now she must turn the tables on the killer before she becomes his latest victim.
Genre: Horror, Thriller
Production: Anchor Bay Entertainment
 
IMDB:
4.8
R
Year:
2009
91 min
Website
196 Views


Yeah, I've got one

and the dog.

There used to be a lot more

houses like this before,

but most of them

were torn down.

When the factory closed,

everyone just took off.

This is all that's left.

Well, you really know how

to impress a girl.

You know, I know

about Malestrazza, Jimmy.

You don't know anything.

I know Malestrazza was killed.

And I know

about the other murders.

And you told me he was living

on the eighth floor?

Why did you lie to me?

I tell stories.

I don't lie.

You lied when you said it was

dangerous to go on the roof.

Why? Did you go?

Listen, tonight,

I'll take my mom's passkey.

We can visit

the eighth floor.

We'll see if I'm a liar or not.

Okay, we'll see.

- It's funny.

- What?

You dress like a guy

and do a job usually...

Guys do?

You're a dyke, aren't you?

Well, you get straight

to the point.

I'm just curious.

Why are you in the closet?

Ashamed?

No, and I'm not a dyke.

Well, that's a relief.

- What did you tell her?

- Nothing.

I said,

what did you tell her?

Just don't go anywhere

near her, Jimmy, please.

I love you, you know?

She can never take care

of you the way I do.

What's wrong? Y'all need any help?

It'll go faster this way.

For you it's a job.

For us it's our lives.

Never forget that.

Did somebody knock?

Howard Carter,

say hello to our guest.

Sit, please.

I'll make some tea.

And make yourself at home.

So how are you enjoying

your stay with us?

It's lively.

You must really love reading.

There are exactly 2,301 books

on those shelves.

They belong to Mr. Malestrazza.

Here we are.

Sugar?

One, please.

Yes...

he was a very

distinguished person.

I've heard.

But the murders...

weren't you scared, too?

Well, at the time

of the disappearances,

I lived here alone

and nothing ever happened to me.

Do you want to know why?

Because I'm a good person.

Are you a good person,

Miss Walczak?

"It was believed

that human energy and emotions

could be imprinted

in the foundations of a structure.

Fear and death were considered

to be the most powerful elements

to increase a building's longevity.

The Egyptians practiced this

by immuring

sacrificial humans. "

Ready for our little trip?

Malestrazza was a sort of

crazy genius.

He didn't work for money.

He worked out of passion.

Really secretive too. Never let anyone

take his picture or anything.

How do you know so much?

- I was born here.

- Come on.

I read things,

and I stole some books

from Denise.

Oh, yeah? Me too.

Which ones?

"Primitive Beliefs

in Architecture. "

Interesting.

I know.

You know, genius or not,

he could have built

a damn elevator.

Around the time of the murders,

there used to be a tenant

named Tom Sullivan

who worked at the factory.

One day he got fired

because the bosses found out

about a prior rape conviction.

That was enough

to make him a suspect.

So the tenants

called the cops,

but when they came

to question him

he was gone

and they found nothing.

No blood,

no signs of struggle,

nothing.

Rumors were going around

that Sullivan

was using secret passages,

that the mirrors

in the apartments were double-sided.

The tenants were terrified,

and the disappearances

continued.

Always mysterious.

This is it.

Malestrazza's... where they found

a few of the bodies, even his

and maybe even where his ghost

still hides today.

No one could ever accuse you

of subtlety.

And they wouldn't have found anything

if Sullivan hadn't made his one mistake.

Oh, yeah,

and what was that?

He kidnapped

that little girl.

Julie.

Wait. Not the little girl

from my apartment.

Jimmy:
What he didn't know

is that Julie's father

just got her a puppy.

Smart little dog.

Your dog?

Yep, and when the cops

entered Malestrazza's place...

The dog ran in

ahead of them.

And?

And we follow the dog.

Stay close

if you don't wanna get lost.

It's a real maze in here.

Malestrazza didn't have

any furniture, only books.

He lived like a monk.

Watch your step.

This is where they found Julie.

Sam:
My God.

That's where they found

Malestrazza.

His face was almost ripped off

because of the cement.

My mom was the one

to identify him.

Mary? Why?

She knew him well,

I guess.

The cops found 16 bodies

in the building,

but I'm sure there was more.

Has to be.

That's where they found my dad.

Mom was there

when they dug his body up.

She was pregnant

with me at the time.

They say she hasn't

been the same since.

Shut up! Wait outside!

Go!

Jimmy, I'm sorry.

Why?

'Cause I lost my mom

when I was a baby.

I know how it feels.

- Oh, yeah?

- Yeah.

So what did Malestrazza

look like?

- You'll see.

- Right.

- Sh*t!

- What?

No, nothing.

It's a drawing.

Told you you'd meet him.

It's Malestrazza.

Maybe his spirit never left,

and he's hiding

behind this wall.

Very funny.

Hey, come here!

Jimmy! Cut it out.

Who is it?

Jimmy!

Who are you?

No, no, come on.

Don't do this.

No, come on.

Don't do this. Sh*t!

Jimmy:

Sam, where are you?

Jimmy!

Where are you?

Jimmy?

Jimmy!

Jimmy!

- Girl:
Samantha!

- Who are you?

Jimmy, where are you?

Girl:

#One, two #

# He's coming for you #

# Three, four,

cement will pour... #

- Jimmy!

- # Five, six, it fills up quick #

# Seven, eight #

# You're too late... #

- What do you want?

- # Nine, ten #

# He'll wall you in. #

Sam, it's me.

Where were you?

Calm down.

Follow me.

Come on, hurry up.

Come on.

It's okay.

It's over now.

I'm losing my mind,

Jimmy.

I'm hearing voices.

Show me your knee.

I'm fine.

Come on.

It's my fault you fell.

Is that better?

You look even prettier

that way.

You should keep your hair down

more often.

Jimmy.

What are you doing?

What do you want from me?

Poor girl.

Girl:

You're the one, Samantha.

You're our savior.

Help! Help!

Help!

Help me!

Somebody, help!

Help!

Let me out of here!

- Hey.

- Hey.

You didn't think you could

get away that easily, did you?

- Did you do that?

- What?

That? No.

Look, you shouldn't leave

your door unlocked.

Mr. Burnett, open up.

Listen, there's no use

pretending you're not in there.

How can I help you?

Did you have fun last night

in Malestrazza's apartment?

Trying to scare Jimmy and me

won't change anything.

Burnett:
Jimmy...

interesting kid.

You think I scare Jimmy?

The government ordered

this building to be destroyed.

There's nothing anyone

can do about it.

There's no point

in harassing me.

He gave that to you?

Burnett:
Little souvenir.

He offered me

this apartment

the day he learned

how shitty my

disability pension was.

So did you live here

when the murders happened?

The cops thought

I was the killer.

I did two months' time

because of my good looks.

I was the perfect suspect.

Leave me alone.

Why's he still here?

Maybe he doesn't have

anywhere else to go.

Huh. Well, let's go check out

Malestrazza's place.

- You a fan of his?

- I don't know.

I haven't decided.

He's growing up so fast,

reads everything

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Serge Brussolo

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