Wicked Little Things Page #3
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- 2006
- 94 min
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God, I keep on forgetting.
The water doesn't work again.
I can't believe the stupid plumber
can't come until tomorrow.
Quit your whining.
At least you got a bath today.
Half a bath, Mother.
Honey?
Are you okay?
Mary doesn't like to live
in there anymore.
She wants to come home.
Where did you get the doll?
Mary gave it to me.
Emma! Stop it.
Where did you really find it?
I told you! Mary gave it to me,
and I gave her Teddy.
Yeah!
Take a look here!
All right, let me grab a flashlight!
Sarah!
- What?
- Watch your sister.
I'll be right back!
We're going to have to blow out
the interior on that.
Take a look at those plans again.
I'll get them.
Hello?
Is anybody here?
Mr. Carlton?
Hello.
Oh, I'm sorry, I was--
I heard voices.
And?
And I was told the Carlton home
was around here.
And?
And I was wondering if it was you.
Well, now you know.
This is private land.
You're not supposed to be here.
My name is Karen Tunny.
I live nearby.
The old Tunny place, huh?
Yeah.
I'll give you two weeks to vacate it.
So you want to buy it?
I already own it.
I own everything
from here to Addytown.
No, I own it.
I inherited it.
I have a deed.
You have a miner's deed, a lease.
All rights to the land are mine.
Everything on it.
Animal, mineral, wood, brick, mine.
I'll give you and the others
You can tell Hanks to stop this nonsense
with the dead animals.
He doesn't scare anyone
with his old stories.
If I catch him doing it again,
I'll have him arrested.
Russell, let's go.
He's right.
He owns it all.
How can that be?
Just is.
Well, we'll get lawyers,
and we'll fight it.
Suit yourself.
The only way you're going
to get title is if he dies.
He's last in the Carlton line.
He dies...
and the land goes
to the miner's deed.
That's how it works.
There was a dead pig.
A carcass.
He said you did it.
Every night they come for redemption.
For his blood.
The evil he did made them
what they are,
and they hunger.
What if we have to move
like this guy says?
We won't, don't worry.
This is our home
and no one can make us move.
I won't go out tonight
if you don't want me to.
Oh, no, baby, go out.
Have fun with your friends in Addytown.
Thanks, Mom.
- Love you.
- Love you, too.
Oh, my God.
We're going into Addytown.
We'll be back in a few hours.
See you then.
Where have I seen you before?
It's a major bummer
if that f***er kicks you out.
I was just starting to like you, b*tch.
Turn it up.
I love that song.
It can't be.
Mr. Carlton?
Is that you, Russell?
What the hell are you two doing--
What the hell was that?
It's just the wind.
I don't hear any wind.
Me, neither.
Holy sh*t!
Let's get the f*** out of here.
It's nothing.
Look, I'll prove it.
No!
Would you f***ing chill?
Close the damn door!
If you ever want to get
in my pants again,
you better start the car
and get my ass out of here right now!
Sean, do you hear me?
Sean!
You a**hole!
Got you.
Not funny, Sean.
Would you get in here
and let's go?
He's such a dick.
You're freaking the girls out!
I'm going to leave
your ass, I mean it.
Start the engine.
He's probably just pissing again.
I don't care.
Take off and make him come running.
Oh, Goddamn it!
What's wrong?
We're stuck.
Come on, Sean,
we got to dig the bird out!
Give it some gas when I push it!
You know I can't drive!
I can!
Okay!
Now!
Sh*t!
It's not working!
Again!
F***! F***!
Come on, Sean!
Tim. Tim!
Go! Go! Go!
Lisa!
It's not happening!
It didn't happen!
It didn't f***ing happen!
Mom!
- Sarah, what happened?
- Mom, they're for real!
- What are you talking about? Who's for real?
- The f***ing children!
- Stop it, Sarah. I am sick of--
- Mom!
It's not f***ing urban legend.
We have to get out of here now!
It was so horrible.
- Emma!
- How can they be for real?
How could they be alive, Mom?
We have to get out of here!
I am not going anywhere without Emma!
- Emma?
- Emma!
They're out here, Mom.
So is Emma.
Where are we going?
Back to the mine.
That's where I found her the first time,
and it's where she met Mary.
It's who gave Emma the doll.
I saw her photo in one
of the family albums,
and her and her brother
Ryan were Tunnys.
They were two of the kids
that were buried in the mine accident.
How did this happen?
How can it be for real?
I don't know.
There has to be some explanation,
but I don't know.
Hail Mary, full of grace,
the Lord is with thee.
Blessed art thou among women,
and blessed is the fruit of thy womb--
Jesus.
Emma!
Emma?
They could be anywhere out here.
Maybe we should go back
and get some help.
I am not leaving
my baby out here!
Mom, this is insane!
You can't believe what they did.
They had these hammers
and picks and--
It's going to be okay!
We are going to get out of this!
I'm sorry.
Look, we're just going
to find your sister.
Okay, and everything's
going to be okay.
Emma!
This is it.
This is the creek.
It's down this way.
Right around here.
This is where I found her the first time.
We can't go in there.
We have to.
What if they're in there, Mom?
Then stay here.
No f***ing way!
Emma?
It's okay.
Emma, are you in here?
Mom?
What if Emma's dead?
Don't you say that!
Don't you ever say that again.
She's fine!
We're going to--
We're going to...
find her, and everything's
going to be fine.
Damn it!
Mom, I can hardly see anything!
Just don't move!
What is it?
It's a hand, Mama!
It looked like a hand.
I swear!
Sh*t.
Mom?
What--
What?
Run.
Where?
With me, run!
Where are we going?
The old man's house
is this way!
Mom!
Get up!
I can't.
Yes, you can. Get up!
I can't run anymore!
Get on your feet and run, Sarah!
The road's right up here.
- Help us!
- What the hell do you think you're doing?
You almost got yourself killed!
We need to get out of here.
They're after us!
Get out of my car.
What the hell do you think you're doing?
Just drive and I'll explain!
You're getting mud all over my car.
Now get out!
The children are going to kill us all
unless you get out of here!
- Now go!
- What the hell are you talking about?
Mommy!
Go!
Who the f*** are those kids?
Ask him.
Why are they doing this?
They can't be real.
They're f***ing real enough to me.
Hey!
Just stop right here!
You come any closer,
and I'm going to start doing some damage!
Son of a b*tch.
Keep moving!
What the f*** do we do now?
I can't shoot a kid.
They're already dead.
Holy sh*t.
Mr. Hanks.
Are you there?
Oh, God.
Oh, thank you.
How far are they behind you?
On the road.
What are you doing out at night?
I warned you.
My Emma...
she's gone missing,
and I think she's with
the one named Mary.
If you're lucky,
they won't hurt her.
Blood they know,
blood of their kin.
All others are fair game.
That's why the blood on the doors...
to mark them.
We're safe here.
No.
They're animals.
There's no telling what they'll do
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