Winchester Page #4

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they can be helped.

MARION:
I do not believe

in curses, Doctor.

ERIC:
Good. Nor do I.

I think perhaps

your son's behavior

has been triggered by the

sudden death of his father.

MARION:
Yes.

ERIC:
Could you tell me

how your husband died?

He had demons,

but not the kind that my aunt

believes haunt her.

ERIC:
Go on.

MARION:
Aunt Sarah's husband

died suddenly of tuberculosis.

And then she lost poor Annie.

She believes our family curse

is spreading.

My husband loved the drink

more than his wife and child.

I believe that was his curse.

Now he is gone, and I'm alone,

better off in so many ways

without him.

But it terrifies me.

Don't let that fear control you.

Fear only exists in your mind.

When we fear the most,

we must take control.

You can be a fighter.

You can be a protector.

I do not feel like a protector.

Aunt Sarah is the fighter.

- Yes.

- She would die to save us.

Perhaps.

Have you ever loved someone so

much you would die to save them?

I have.

I also knew someone who was

haunted by demons, voices.

And did the time ever come

when you had to protect them?

It did.

What did you do?

I died.

(RUMBLING)

Henry!

Ahh!

Henry.

Henry!

- (GUN FIRES)

- (SARAH WHIMPERS)

(PALE THUDS)

Henry.

Henry! It's me!

(GASPS)

- (GUN FIRES)

- (SCREAMS)

(WHIMPERS)

No.

- (CLICKS)

- Ah!

(SCREAMS)

Henry! Henry!

- Henry! Henry!

- Stop it! Stop!

Stop, Henry, stop!

- Who are you?

- Die!

(SCREAMING)

Mother?

Oh, Henry.

Henry. Henry.

(PANTING)

I'm so sorry, Aunt Sarah.

I've let you down,

and I've let Henry down.

No, no.

This spirit has a power

we've not seen before.

Oh, my God.

It can take over a mind.

John, send everyone home.

Only we in this room

must remain.

Yes, ma'am.

This child must be taken

to a hospital immediately.

No, no.

We must watch over him.

To a hospital immediately.

No. No one else

will understand.

- He must stay here.

- ERIC:
This is insanity.

SARAH:

We will watch over him.

Dr. Price may be right.

No. No. We will protect him.

We will protect him

at all costs.

John, come with me.

Aunt Sarah!

Ma'am, I insist that

you receive medical treatment.

Seal that door.

Thirteen nails.

Now.

Now!

Yes, ma'am.

You leave my family alone.

You speak with me.

(HAMMERING)

Let's just think this through.

Please, Mrs. Marriott,

be rational.

Henry clearly has a trauma

and needs help.

Your aunt is caught

in a superstition.

We need...

(RATTLING)

(RATTLING)

Thirteen hooks.

JOHN:

You must listen to me.

SARAH:

Is the rifle room finished?

JOHN:
Yes, ma'am.

My God.

This presence is so strong.

Oh, I feel its hatred...

Oh, enough with the games!

We're taking this boy

to a hospital.

- We should listen to him.

- Yes!

The boy tried to kill you.

No. The shadows

will follow us.

Wherever we go.

No, Henry will not suffer

the same fate

- as my darling Annie...

- Henry's condition

cannot be cured by witchcraft.

The boy needs a doctor.

Conditions can be cured, Doctor.

Curses cannot.

ERIC:
Mrs. Marriott,

will you please listen to me?

- Marion...

- I'm...

I'm going with Dr. Price.

- No. Henry must stay.

- I'll make the arrangements.

- Gentlemen, you'll excuse me.

- No! No!

Marion, please!

Henry must stay.

He must stay with us.

Aunt Sarah, I must think

of Henry.

I should go with him.

I will prove it to you.

Yes, I... I will.

This way.

(DIALING)

WOMAN:
(OVER PHONE)

Operator.

(TELEPHONE RINGING)

Winchester Repeating Arms

Company.

This is Arthur Gates.

Mr. Gates,

it's Dr. Eric Price here.

I trust the assessment

is going well, Doctor.

I understand you received

our letter.

It's fine, Mr. Gates.

But I require immediate transportation

to the nearest hospital.

Is everything all right?

Everything is fine. Just please,

a driver, as soon as possible.

- Of course, right away.

- Thank you.

And the assessment, Doctor?

You'll get what you wanted.

Christ!

I'm sorry. I didn't mean

to be rude.

Sir, we're all deeply concerned

for Master Henry's well-being.

If the anything

I can do to assist you, I...

Well...

Actually, you can.

I need to get my bags, please.

- Of course.

- Thank you.

Happy to help.

BEN:
Mrs. Winchester is truly

a remarkable woman.

She knows what she's doing.

She has created a vessel

for the deceased

to communicate with her.

She's certainly created

some architectural oddities.

This house, I've seen things.

SARAH:
I know this room.

Things?

The dead.

Criminals.

Lost souls who met

a violent end.

You've seen them, haven't you?

Dr. Price, many staff

have reported hearing noises.

They come from inside rooms

that have been nailed shut.

Strange occurrences

in those rooms...

That is why the doors have

been sealed,

to keep the unruly in.

But the staff

have only heard noises.

To see them, well,

I believe you and I are unique.

Really?

Yes, perhaps it's all

just a symptom

of Mrs. Winchester's

persuasive influence.

Sir, locking Mrs. Marriott

and her child away

is only delaying the inevitable.

And what is the inevitable?

They're all Winchester.

They will all die.

Mr. Hansen. Is she in there?

- Yes, Doctor.

- Good. You need to hear this.

Mrs. Winchester,

there is a man in your employ

who has clearly lost his mind.

He just...

That's him.

You saw him?

You spoke with him?

Well, yes,

I spoke with him just now.

The man threatened you.

Read it. Read the paper.

"Corporal Benjamin Joseph Block

was killed during a siege

"at the Winchester Repeating

Arms general office."

That's impossible.

This newspaper is 20 years old.

Cruelty, grief, and loss

can make people do

unimaginable things.

Ben lost two brothers

on the battlefield.

The youngest was

only 14 years old.

Their Confederate muskets

were no match

for the Winchester rifles

of the Union Army.

They were cut down.

Ben swore revenge.

To him, the people

who created the weapon

that killed his brothers

were as guilty

as those who pulled the trigger.

He killed 15 innocent people

that day.

He locked himself

in the display room.

We used to call it

the show-off room.

MAN:
We know you're in there.

We have the building surrounded.

Beautiful dreamer

Wake unto me

Starlight and dewdrops

are waiting for thee

"Officer John Mandel

told the press,

"'I'm extremely proud

of my team,

"'and that scum like Block

"'can't escape my men

and their Winchesters.'"

MAN:
Weapons ready!

(GUNS FIRING)

(THUDS)

This way. When the bell

chimes at midnight,

he'll be at his most powerful.

Do you know who the most

terrifying monster is, Doctor?

No.

The one you invite

into your own home.

This is it.

This is the room.

This is an exact replica

of the room he was killed in.

Yes.

And now that it is complete,

he is in this world.

Do you see anyone, Doctor?

It's impossible.

Doctor, you must believe.

It's illogical.

(GASPS)

Corporal Block,

please,

please feel my deep remorse

for the death of your brothers,

of James and young Harry

by the Winchester rifle.

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