[record crackling]
(music "Two Little Orphans)
(woman humming on record)
♪ Two little children
♪ A boy and a girl
♪ Sat by an old church door
WAKE UP!!
[laughing maniacally]
WOMAN: Harder...
[breathing]
[cutting]
[theme music]
[adventure music]
[footsteps in gravel]
[digging]
[flashback]
[ghostly whispering]
[GUNSHOT]
[breathing]
I'm still having nightmares.
Well, you did just find out that your brother killed your father.
So are you coming out tonight, love?
I can't. Gotta get to the airport.
You're flying away from me already?
You have a safe one.
I will.
I'll call you when I get to LA.
All right. Miss you.
Okay.
Bye.
[airplane sounds]
[traffic ambience]
[walking up stairs]
[walking in hallway]
[ghostly whispering]
[ghostly echoing voices]
What is it that you are trying to tell me?
Please speak to me.
Please speak to me so that I can help you.
I will help you.
I will help you...
[traffic]
[news report]
[spirits whispering]
[automatic doors opening]
Hi, can you sign in please?
Thank you.
You can go ahead and have a seat over there.
Hi.
I make movies.
I'm sure you do.
Do you wanna be in one?
"Hi, can you sign in please?"
Hi, you must be Tyler's sister?
Yes.
I'm Dr. Owen. Come with me.
Hi!
God...
I'm glad we found you.
Found me? I'm not very hard to find.
Well, you're not listed as the next of kin.
I wasn't?
No, his grandmother is. Your grandmother?
No, she wasn't my grandmother. Um. Tyler is my half brother.
Oh.
My uh, my Dad and I don't really talk. Or we haven't in like 7 or 8 years anyway.
Guess he assumed Tyler wouldn't want to talk to me either.
Why would you think that?
That's my dad. It's just how he was.
Okay. Well, Tyler is a ward of the state right now
and I actually have him here under observation.
You have him here?
Yes.
Really? How did you manage that?
I have special privileges.
Can I see him?
Will Tyler remember you?
He's blind.
I know that. Obviously.
Well, we used to talk on the phone every couple of months. So...
When was the last time you talked to Tyler?
I don't know, um, I don't remember.
Look, I didn't fly all the way out here
to talk about my family issues.
I need to know if it's true.
If what's true? If what's true?
Did he do it?
Yes, he killed his parents.
Look, I'll ask you again, let me see him.
I have to get written authorization from the state.
That's bullshit. I'm out here at your request!
I flew out here, let me see him!
I'm sorry Holly, I can't just do that yet.
[scoffs]
Look, I have a friend of a friend in the DA's office.
Let me see what I can do for you.
Good afternoon Tyler.
Dr. Owen...
What are you doing there?
Keeping my mind busy. Just like you said.
Who is this, in this picture?
Is this someone you used to know?
Who?
Your drawing, it's of a woman.
I'm not drawing anyone.
[footsteps]
Ugh, creeper.
[movie playing on TV]
[phone ringing]
Geez.
Hey.
Hi. Did you make it in all right? I hadn't heard from you yet so I was a little worried.
Yah, I'm sorry I've just been exhausted.
Did you see your brother?
No, not yet. The head doctor in charge says
he has to get permission from the DA's office
before Tyler can have any visitors face-to-face.
Even you?
Yeah, even me.
So how long will that be?
I don't know, he said not too long so hopefully like a day or two.
I hope so. I mean, you can't stay out there forever.
Yeah, well, I can't get any broker than I already am.
I'll give you a call tomorrow after I talk to him, okay?
Miss you.
Bye.
[creepy music]
[flashback sounds]
[eerie music]
[ghostly sounds]
[breathing]
[rock music]
[ghostly whispering]
[pop music]
♪ There's got to be something hidden ♪
♪ Deep inside
♪ Maybe you've been hurt before ♪
♪ Leave the past behind
♪ On my end, I always cry
♪ Because of you
♪ So emotionally drained
♪ Tired and confused
♪ I don't want to walk away but I'm gonna walk away ♪
♪ Need to get away
♪ It's just too hard to stay even if I want to stay ♪
♪ I just can't stay
♪ I don't want to walk away
♪ But I'm gonna walk away, I need to get away ♪
♪ It's just too hard to stay even if I want to stay ♪
♪ I just can't stay
[neighbourhood ambience]
Shit...
Great...
Hey...excuse me...
Do you know where the 210 bus is? I'm trying to get to Hollywood...
Ma'am?
[weird whispering]
Ma'am?
[traffic ambience]
[television ambience]
"So what do we do now?"
"Wait."
"For what?"
"For it to pass..."
"How long will that take?"
"Just about two weeks..."
[phone ringing]
Hello?
Hi Holly! Dr. Owen here.
Yeah. I know. Saved your number.
Ah, gotcha.
So I was wrapping up earlier today when I got a call from the DA's office...
Oh! Okay. What'd they say?
You can see Tyler. It has to be supervised, but you can see him.
Supervised? Why?
He not dangerous. Not to me.
Sorry. Nothing like the police or anything. I just have to be there.
[ghostly sounds]
Well, I kinda figured you'd be there anyway. What's the catch?
No catch. Nothin' at all.
I told you I had friends.
[ghastly sounds]
So anyway, if you wanna stop by sometime tomorrow afternoon that'd be great.
My schedule's pretty open after that and I can let you see him.
Okay. Great.
Dick.
[typing]
[traffic noise]
Tyler.
Yes, Dr. Owen.
Remember when I told you that I had someone that wanted to see you?
Yes.
They're here now.
I know.
I can feel someone else in the room.
Do you know who it is?
I don't know.
It's your sister.
Dad said I didn't have a sister.
Well, you do...
Holly...
She's here now...
Hi Tyler.
Do you remember me?
We used to talk when you were a little boy.
We talked about cartoons and the little boy down the street that you liked to play with.
How sad you were when he moved away.
I remember you said you liked to draw comics.
No I didn't. I never said that.
I didn't start to draw until after I lost my eyesight.
I'm sorry.
You're just trying to get my attention.
You don't have to lie.
I didn't know what else to do.
Dad was right.
About what?
About you.
You didn't give a shit about me or Dad and that's why you left.
Tyler, I promise, that's not why...
That's what dad said you would say.
Say? What?
Whatever you thought I wanted to hear.
I don't want to talk to you anymore. Please leave.
I'm sorry.
Sure you are.
I just have a question.
What?
Why are you so damned defensive?
I bet you already know.
I don't know.
What?
You've been questioning my motive since pretty much the second I got off the plane.
What is it?
Come with me.
You're suspicious of me.
Why do you think that?
It's very simple. You questioned my motive for being here.
As far as I know, you have not spoken to your family or Tyler for a number of years.
No, I haven't.
Have you been to your parents' graves?
You mean my father's grave? Sarah wasn't my mother.
Okay, have you been to your father's grave?
No, I haven't.
Do you plan on visiting it?
I haven't decided yet.
Your father left you out of the will.
Yeah, I'm well aware.
He also specified that if Tyler was a minor
and in the event that he and your Stepmother passed,
you would not have any legal rights to him.
Yeah, I am not surprised.
Are you done? Because this is masochistic.
Tyler is my only living relative. I flew out here to make sure he was okay.
Why is that so hard to understand?
I suppose I should learn how.
Look if you're curious as to
why I'm not visiting my fathers grave,
maybe you should try to understand that I'm not ready
to make peace with him yet,
especially after he essentially brainwashed Tyler
into feeling the way he does about me.
Don't suppose I could see those?
That wasn't a question.
Interesting...
It's all the same woman.
You know, I've, umm, I've seen this woman.
I'm not surprised. A lot of people would recognize her if they saw these.
No I mean, like, I've "seen her", seen her. In person.
That's impossible.
Why is that impossible?
Because she's been dead since 1947.
Whatever, I seen her plain as day. She was kind of a bitch.
You really don't know who this is?
No.
Elizabeth Short?
Is that supposed to ring a bell?
The Black Dahlia?
Dahlia's aren't black.
The Black Dahlia was a nickname that the Los Angeles press
gave to a woman, Elizabeth Short, after she was killed.
Mm-hmm.
You've really never heard of this?
I don't know. Oh, wait, wasn't it a movie?
Elizabeth Short was an aspiring actress
from Massachusetts.
She had a reputation about her, of messing with men,
essentially sleeping her way to the top.
She started to run with the wrong crowd, got herself killed.
Great...
So why would Tyler be drawing her?
I don't know.
He's a kid I can't imagine he knows anything about what you just told me.
Maybe he saw a special about her on TV and it left some sort of subliminal impression on him?
I don't buy it.
Well, I'm leaving now.
Going back to New York already?
No. Just leaving the office.
Okay. Alright. Well, stay in touch, now.
If you want to do this again let me know, I'd be glad to let you talk to him again.
Yeah, whatever.
Bitch.
[city ambience]
Speak to me.
[car engine]
[horn honking]
WHAT?!
Speak to me,
tell me what you want...
[typing]
Ugh, disgusting.
[breathing]
(music - Beethoven's "Moonlight Sonata)
Did you know how to fire the gun before you lost your sight?
I mean, I saw people on TV do it. It didn't seem that hard.
How were you able to aim the shotgun in the proper direction?
Well, they were talking. They were saying 'Don't shoot, don't shoot'.
So you kind of got lucky?
In a sense, yes.
How did you find the shotgun?
I had a gut feeling about it,
where it was.
So it wasn't like you were guided by something, or someone?
I guess that was my feeling.
I want to talk to you about something else before we finish up.
What?
Your drawings. You've been blind since you were 10 years old.
But you keep sketching things that you couldn't possibly
have seen before then,
in particular, the woman that keeps appearing in them.
It's one thing that you draw your room...
... its another thing that you draw someone who has been dead for over 60 years.
Is this someone who you saw on television before you lost your sight?
The internet? A book?
I see her. Here with me.
In your room, this facility?
Yes,
she speaks to me.
What does she say to you?
To hurt the ones who hurt me.
Your father?
Yes.
Has she said anything else to you? Maybe her name?
Yes,
her name is Elizabeth.
[ghostly sound]
[creepy music]
(TV - Gunshots, men shouting)
Sir, block three and block four are down!
Get the hell out of there!
[ghostly whisper]
[shower stream]
Shhhh...
There's no need to dream anymore...
There's no need to hide anymore...
To lie anymore...
To carry the guilt of your father's touch anymore...
I will...free...you...
[various ghostly sounds]
[old jazz music]
[heavy breathing]
AHHHH!
OH GOD!
NO!
AHHHHH!
Good evening, Betty.
Look at me.
You don't look so good.
I'm not.
I know what you did.
Got no money for no back alley butcher.
What are you gonna do, you know?
At least I didn't get a black eye.
Don't tell them you love them. Don't do that.
You didn't have to do it. Not by yourself.
Not like that.
You could have helped? How?
I know a guy.
Yeah? You're lucky.
He helps girls in this situation.
You know how it is, Norma Jeane.
They think they can do anything they want to you,
and even if you try to say something, you disappear.
[morning sounds]
[breathing]
Jenson? Jenson...
[bones cracking]
[theme music]
[typing]
[footsteps on gravel]
[ghostly sounds]
Good boy.
What is this place?
You don't feel it all around?
Something cold. Something familiar.
This is where he disposes of everything.
My dress,
the knives he used on me,
my blood.
You could almost call this home.
I don't understand. What are you doing to me?
You don't know?
No!
Just like with your brother,
I'm gonna help you hurt the ones who hurt you.
My father's the only one who hurt me, now he's dead.
You haven't told me thank you yet.
You didn't pull the trigger.
I helped him pull the trigger.
Did you help him kill his mother too?
She had contempt. For both of you.
You're sick!
No, I'm smart.
You said someone else is planning to hurt me?
Yeah.
You really are blind. And I thought it was just your brother...
[eerie music]
[walking on gravel]
[eerie music]
[blowing on fingers]
"911 emergency. Do you require assistance?"
My name is Malcolm Gonzales.
And I would like to report a murder
that I am about to commit.
The dead speak to me and they tell me what to do.
I am going to put the phone down now, so that you can find me and that you can stop me.
I'm leaving.
Okay.
Do you need anything before I go?
No, I think I got this.
Okay, goodnight.
[city noises]
[picking lock]
[typing]
[footsteps]
[closing laptop]
[traffic noises]
[spirits whispering]
[kitchen sounds]
[breathing]
I'm not the one you're looking for.
I knew you were coming.
How did you know?
I have a gift. So do you.
You see things.
Yes.
Looking for this?
How did you get in here?
Your door was unlocked.
[cutting vegetables]
I take it there are no objections?
You really need to find someone to talk to.
Maybe.
So what would you like to talk about?
I don't know, what would you like to talk about?
I still hear the voices
inside of my head.
And I've done everything that I can do
to get rid of them.
But it looks like now there's just one more thing to do.
But I'll be free...
...and so will you.
[GUNSHOT]
Really nice makeup job. Original.
[Moaning]
You don't like being touched.
I don't like men touching me. Stop.
Why is that?
I don't know. You're the doctor why don't you give me a diagnosis?
Someone made you not like to touched.
Someone hurt you...when you were a child.
Please move away from me now.
Why?
You know why.
I'm not touching you.
It feels like you are.
I see you in there.
It's been so, so long.
But I always knew
that I would see you again.
[phone vibrating]
Hello?
I see, I'll be right there.
Tyler's escaped.
I suggest you come with me.
[police sirens]
[police radio]
Ma'am.
Tyler's gone.
Holly?
Holly?!
Are you still in there?
[street sounds]
That's why I don't mind coming here, good coffee.
Hm?
No thanks.
Don't know what you're missing...
So you're Tyler's sister? Didn't know he had one.
Sorry to hear about what he did to your parents.
We worked the case. I actually connected Tyler with Dr. Owen.
It's a shame, he seemed like a good kid.
Yeah, he did.
Too bad.
[police radio]
[struggling]
[gunshot]
[police radio]
[gunshot]
[struggling]
[1940's music]
♪ Two little children
♪ A boy and a girl
♪ Sat by
♪ An old church door
[breathing]
♪ Her little girl cheeks were as brown as the curls ♪
♪ That fell on the dress that she wore ♪
♪ The boy's coat was faded
♪ And hatless his head
♪ A tear shone in each little eye ♪
There are ships sailing through many ports...
but not a single one goes where life is not painful...
What are you waitin' for?
You got me all tied up.
I'm ready.
WHAT ARE YOU WAITIN' FOR!!!
HA HA HA!
I'm all tied up!!
And I'm READY!!
AH HA HA!
What are you WAITING for?!?!
[footsteps]
Welcome back, Elizabeth.
You still don't know who I am, do you?
UGH!
AHHHH!
Do it again!
HA HA HA!
You spoke to me.
I was just a child.
I never asked for any of this.
I couldn't help who my grandfather was.
[breathing]
[painful screaming]
HA HA HA HA HA!
Steven Cordell... my Grandfather...
The man who took your life...
That was never me...
[moaning]
I love you. She won't follow us anymore...
Harder...
[screaming]
Oh god...OH GOD...
Oooh God...oh God...
[blows kiss]
MMF!
Ha ha!
What?
I can feel her.
Elizabeth.
I feel her inside of me...
Screaming...
[screaming]
She tells me...
To hurt the ones that hurt me...
Just like she did with Tyler.
AHHHHHH!!
OH MY FACE!!
Our father raped us,
just like your grandfather did with Elizabeth.
She and I...
We're just like any other girl.
Deep down inside...
We can't get enough of the bad things you do to us.
[flesh slicing]
[humming]
She wants you.
I want you.
Forever.
Holly: UGH!
[humming]
[weeping]
Again.
UGH!
Ha ha ha ha.
Yeah!
I like it, come on.
COME ON!
OH!
Is that all you got? Come on you weak son of a bitch, give it to me.
GIVE IT TO ME!
Come on! Please.
You can't get it up! You wanted to touch me! You got me right now!
Come on you son of a bitch. Do it!
Fuck...my...face!
DO IT!
Fuck...fuck me...GO!
FUCK!
Come on! Come on! Do it!
Ohhh. AHHHHH!!!
Holly: DO IT!
Elizabeth wanted me to tell you something.
Elizabeth wanted me to tell you
that you remind her of someone.
That you remind her of your GRANDFATHER.
All backed up...and you still can't cum.
HA HA HA HA HA HA!!!
Holly: Fucking son of a bitch.
[slicing]
[blood splatters]
[birds chirping]
[water flowing]
[eerie music]
UGH!
I guess I got lucky.
[music]
[ghostly whispering]
♪ I can tell it anywhere, anytime ♪
♪ I can smell it in your smile, nothing's wrong ♪
♪ I can make it anywhere but we want what you say ♪
♪ I can call it anything but what you are ♪
♪ I can chuck it anywhere but where you are ♪
♪ I can think of anything but what you want ♪
♪ I'm gonna break your sunshine, girl ♪
♪ It feels like the cruellest love ♪
♪ It's taking me, breaking me
♪ Smells of a perfect lust
♪ Taking me, breaking me
♪ Your brains are a filthy lie
♪ It's taking me, breaking me
♪ I can talk it anytime or anywhere ♪
♪ But I can make you hate yourself when people stare ♪
♪ I can talk for days where you get nothing through ♪
♪ I print that pain big now
♪ I can be a doctor with my Persian foot ♪
♪ I can be a hero when the scabbing takes ♪
♪ I can be the trauma thing you never are ♪
♪ I'm gonna break your sunshine, girl ♪
♪ It feels like the cruellest love ♪
♪ It's taking me, breaking me
♪ Smells of a perfect lust
♪ Taking me, breaking me
♪ Your brains are a filthy lie
♪ It's taking me, breaking me
♪ Just a moment, I'm not getting it ♪
♪ Not getting it
♪ Up the wall
♪ I'm not getting it
♪ Not getting it
♪ I'm not getting it
♪ I'm just kidding
♪ Jump from up, I'm just kidding ♪
♪ Chances are I'm just kidding
♪ Vince Vaughn, I'm just kidding ♪
♪ My advise to you
♪ I can make more scabs for you ♪
♪ My brains are sailed by Troys ♪
♪ Get off my mountain, boy
♪ Sunday is gloomy, my hours are slumber-less ♪
♪ Dearest, the shadows I live with are numberless ♪
♪ Little white flowers will never awaken you ♪
♪ Not where the black coach of sorrow has taken you ♪
♪ Angels have no thought of ever returning you ♪
♪ Would they be angry if I thought of joining you? ♪
♪ Gloomy Sunday
♪ Gloomy is Sunday in shadows I spend it all ♪
♪ My heart and I have decided to end it all ♪
♪ Soon, there'll be candles and prayers that are sad, I know ♪
♪ Let them not weep, let them know that I'm glad to go ♪
♪ Death is no dream for, in death, I'm caressing you ♪
♪ With the last breath of my soul, I'll be blessing you ♪
♪ Gloomy Sunday