White Noise Page #2
'Her cell phone was in her car,
and we're returning it to you. '
(Man)... giving her to us, her family and friends,
to know and to love as a companion
on our earthly pilgrimage.
Give us faith to see in death
the gate of eternal life,
so that in quiet confidence
we may continue our course on earth
until, by Your call, we are reunited
with those who have gone before.
- Amen.
- (All) Amen.
- So, what do you think?
- I love it.
- Yeah?
- Yeah. It's nice here.
- All right.
- It's a fresh start.
I guess.
Could you...
Could you take Mikey for the weekend?
Yeah, of course.
Maybe... maybe a little longer.
As long as you want, John.
(Sobbing)
(Worker) We're gonna go lay the floor now.
- When are you gonna bring them?
- They'd like to see you this week.
Sure. Fine, it shouldn't be any problem.
(Shaking and rattling)
(Both) Whoops.
(Man, chuckling) You brought me here
just to do that, didn't you?
(John) No, I didn't.
Let me see what I can do here.
(Man) This is where you tell me
you're running over budget, right?
- (Cellphone rings)
- (Man) Sh*t. Keep doing that!
I'm sorry, I didn't...
Ask them if they have a light.
- You guys OK?
- We are now.
Yeah.
I trust you'll fix this
before Mr. Cunningham arrives.
(Cellphone rings)
(Crackling)
Anna?
(Silence)
(Whispering)
(Anna) 'Jonathan. '
(Beeping)
'You have one message.
'Message received Wednesday 23rd,
'2:
30am. '(Crackling and static)
(Anna) 'Jonathan. '
'End of message. You have no messages. '
(Beeping)
'You have no messages.
'You have no messages. '
(Beeping)
(Doorbell)
Oh! Please, come. How nice.
- Hello.
- Hi.
- Look, er...
- I was just about to finish with someone.
- I can come back.
- No, it won't take long.
I'm really glad to see you.
I was hoping that you'd come.
- Thank you.
- This is Sarah Tate.
Let me introduce you to Mr. Rivers.
Sorry, I'm a little...
We've had a breakthrough today.
It's incredible.
It truly is.
- This is ridiculous.
- Stay awhile.
I should get these boxes back to the store.
Sarah, there's no need to hurry.
Make yourself a cup of tea.
I suppose. Thank you.
Would you like one?
Yeah, that'd be great. Thank you.
Thank you.
Mr. Rivers, please.
Oh, er... Excuse me. Please, sit here. Sit.
So, have you heard of E.V.P., Mr. Rivers?
No.
I'm not surprised.
Those that have call us cranks.
E.V.P. Stands for
electronic voice phenomenon.
- I'm listening.
- Well.
I'm not a clairvoyant, I'm not a medium,
I don't contact the dead,
the dead contact me.
And, with E.V.P.,
I can hear them,
I can see them, and...
I can record them.
(Static)
(Snippets of speech)
'... I understand... '
'... you shouldn't be... '
- And they are...
- That's right.
People that have passed over.
Is this your job, or a hobby, or what?
(Laughs) I think obsession
would be more appropriate, to be honest.
Now, I wonder where... Ah!
Here we are. They don't always appear visually
the first few times.
We tend only to pick up their voices
and people can find that frustrating.
But when it works,
and you see the faces of the people
that you're able to help, like Sarah,
nothing, believe me, nothing comes close.
Mr. Rivers, do you want to hear your wife?
Yes.
(Crackling)
'Jonathan.
'Jonathan.
'Find him.
'Jonathan Rivers.
'Find him.
'Jonathan... Jonathan...
'Rivers...
'Find him, please. '
(Sobbing)
The frustrating thing about E.V.P.
Is it's not live.
You need to make the recording
and you'll only know
if you've got results when you play it back.
Here. It has milk.
- Perfect. Thank you.
- Excuse me for a moment.
It's an amazing feeling, isn't it?
Er...
It's indescribable.
It took me a few visits to get used to it
but it's addictive.
I'm here all the time. He's really helped me.
I try to help him when I can,
so I keep some of this stuff at the store.
- What store?
- I have a bookstore.
Your wife was a wonderful writer, Mr. Rivers.
Yeah.
- So what made you come here?
- My fianc.
He died eight months ago. We've had trouble
deciphering what he's been saying
but this afternoon we cracked it.
Only two words - "Sarah, yes. "
Because, before he died, he promised me
that if it was like they say it is
that he would find a way of getting to me
and letting me know that he's happy.
So, "Sarah, yes. "
Oh.
Raymond thinks we probably won't
see him again now but that's OK.
And I've heard what I wanted to hear.
(Thunder)
(Crackling)
Anna...
this is John.
If there's any way you can hear me...
will you please let me know?
Please.
Just any kind of... Just any kind of sign.
Please.
(Crackling)
(Crackling continues)
(On tape) 'Susie. '
'Susie. '
(Static)
'Susie, I... '
(Car horn blares)
(Horn blares)
I recorded this a few hours ago.
It's quite faint, so I had to save it as a sound
file on the computer to enhance the sound.
So, um...
- she knows that I visited?
- I believe so.
- So will I get to see her this time?
- No.
This will just be sound. I'm sorry, John,
we have to be a little patient.
Trust me, John,
this is just the beginning. Sit, here.
Now...
If you want to hear it again,
just press that key.
I'll be back in a moment.
(Anna) 'Tell him... because I love him. '
'Tell him... because I love him. '
(Man screams)
(Man) 'Bastard. Bastard. '
(Growling)
(Man) 'Bastard. '
What was that?
It's OK, it's OK.
We do have some very bad people out there.
You just have to press that...
and they're all gone.
We've had a step towards visual contact
with Anna. Let's celebrate that.
Here.
They can't all be nice,
they can't all be Anna.
(Static)
(Snatches of voices)
(Man's voice on tape)
'Susie Tomlinson... smile. '
'Susie Tomlinson... sm... '
(Tape stops)
(Phone)
Hello.
- 'Lt's Raymond. Something's happening. '
- Really?
- 'Get over here. '
- I'm on my way.
(Knocks)
Hello?
Raymond?
(Rapid electronic beeping)
So you'll tell me whatever you find out?
I can't tell you any more
than you'll read in the papers.
Yeah, thanks.
Thank you for coming to the service.
It would've meant a lot to him.
Oh. Thank you for doing this for me.
I'm not sure where to start.
He was working off a disk, so...
Maybe Anna's original tapes
might be in one of these boxes.
You all right?
I still can't believe he's gone.
Well...
- Maybe he'll be in touch.
- I don't know.
Said he'd made enough of a nuisance
of himself when he was alive.
Just doesn't make any sense.
He was helping people.
Wow.
- These go back years.
- 23, to be precise.
"Carol should know. "
"Tell Thomas he should. "
"Men in the room. "
Oh, here's one - "500 dollars still there. "
- That's the kind of message I like.
- Yeah.
(Static)
There we go.
Why do we got so many?
So you can watch your favorite show
and I can watch my favorite show.
Yeah.
(Inaudible)
(Static)
(Glass smashes)
OK... Um...
They're showing me something.
It's...
It's, uh...
Willow Avenue.
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