Original subtitles

- ♪ La, la ♪

♪ la, la ♪

♪ la, la ♪

♪ la, la ♪

♪ la, la ♪

♪ la, la ♪

♪ la, la ♪

♪ la, la ♪

♪ my eyes are closed ♪

♪ I wait for sleep ♪

♪ your eyes so dark

are all I see ♪

♪ bleed into me eternally ♪

♪ never let me drift away ♪

- Jesus Christ. Another one?

Hey, it's okay. It's okay.

Hey, I'm here.

I'm here. Open your eyes.

Open your eyes.

What was it about?

- I don't want -- I don't want

to talk about it.

- Okay.

- It hasn't been this bad since

I was little.

- It'll get better.

It always does.

- I could feel it.

It -- it hurt.

- Nothing's gonna hurt you, not

while I'm here.

I-I swear I won't let it.

- What if you can't stop it?

- Bad dreams?

They don't stand a chance

against these guns.

- I love it when you smile.

Feeling better?

Good.

Today's the day.

- I know.

- Aren't you excited?

- Mm-hmm.

- Then what's wrong?

- Nothing.

I-I just don't feel very good.

- Well, there's only one cure

for that.

- Hmm?

- Banana pancakes.

- Come on. I'll make you some.

- No. I'm not hungry.

- But I am.

And if I don't have breakfast,

then I'm just gonna have to eat

you!

I want the pancakes!

- If you want to enrich your

education about cinema, come on

down to cinema books.

- Do that thing!

Do that, do that thing!

- You all know.

- You're listening to the daily

drive duo, caine and renegade.

- Any minute now.

- Welcome back, kiddies.

It's 9:00 in the A.M., and you

know what that means.

It's time to announce the

winner of our haunted theater

contest!

And we have partnered with the

historic Everett theater and

Mr. Gideon black, who has just

donated an enormous amount of

money to help save the place

and to offer one brave soul

$50,000 to spend one night

alone in the theater.

And not just any night, but on

the 80th anniversary of the

death of its former owner, his

wife, and her lover.

The place has reportedly been

haunted ever since the violent

deaths of the three in the

theater in 1932.

Mr. Black has agreed to give

$50,000 to the winner of the

contest -- if, that is, they

are still upright in the

morning.

Ooh!

- We asked you to write in to

tell us why you need the money

and why we should choose you as

the winner of the contest.

The entries were all judged by

Mr. Black himself, and he has

chosen a winner.

And I have their name right

here.

Drumroll, if you please.

And the winner is...

Andrew Stephens!

- Holy shit.

- Congratulations, Andrew.

- I won! I won, Mira!

I won!

$50,000.

We don't have to worry anymore.

Oh, come on. Don't give me this.

Everything's gonna be different

now.

- Not everything.

- No.

No. Hey.

Not everything.

Things will be better.

I promise.

Can I get a smile out of you,

please?

Look at me. I love you.

I'd do anything for you.

Anything.

- Oh, oh, just -- just hold me,

okay?

Don't let go.

- Well, here goes nothing.

Let's get out and take a look,

shall we?

- I'll be right back, Emma.

- Okay.

- She's a beaut, ain't she?

Let's see how the inside

measures up.

You're coming, right?

Hold down the fort, captain.

You must be Andrew.

- You must be Mr. Black.

Guilty as

charged.

- It's a pleasure to meet you,

sir.

- The pleasure's all mine,

Andrew.

Bob, the caretaker.

- Uh, nice to meet you, Bob.

- Likewise.

- Uh, so I just have to ask --

I'm not the butt of some

elaborate joke, am I?

- No jokes, my boy.

This is all very real.

More real than you can imagine.

- I was hoping you'd say that.

- Don't worry, Andrew.

I'm a man of my word.

You'll get your check -- if, of

course, you make it through the

night.

- Why wouldn't I?

- You're about to find out.

Shall we begin?

- Might as well.

- Come along, Andrew.

Your history lesson begins now.

Welcome to your quarters for the

evening.

- I think it'll be big enough.

I should

certainly hope so.

- I've lived here my entire

life.

I've never been inside this

place.

I always wondered what it was

like.

- And is it everything you

always thought it would be?

- Yeah, you could say that.

- It's the oldest operating

theater in the state, you know.

And still the most beautiful.

Almost as beautiful as the first

day it opened.

- I'm sure it is.

- It ain't.

- Is it always this cold?

- We don't turn the heat on

unless there's a show going on.

Too damn expensive.

- You'll want to wear plenty of

layers to stay warm.

- I'm sure I can handle that.

- So much to see and so little

time to see it in.

I think the best place to start

would be up there.

Come.

- You're the boss.

- Ain't my boss.

- Some of the greatest

entertainers of the vaudeville

era have graced this stage --

from the great Alexander to

lon chaney.

Can't you just feel the history

under your feet?

- Yeah, definitely.

- Yeah, guess who's got to

clean it up.

- Isn't it magnificent?

- It's nicer than any stage

I've ever been on.

- You're a performer?

- Uh, no.

I mean, I took a few years of

drama in high school, but mainly

Shakespeare and stuff.

- Splendid!

Then you should feel right at

home here.

- Uh, yeah.

Why is it so dark?

- Well, the house lights ain't

working.

Same goes for half the lights in

this theater.

- The renovation crew is

working to fix that, but i'm

told it's still going to take

some time.

- So, that's the only light I

have?

- The ghost light?

Yes. Here on the stage, anyway.

- Ghost light?

- Yes. That's what it's called.

One is always kept lit on the

stage when the rest of the house

is dark.

Most theaters do the same,

mainly for safety, though some

for more superstitious reasons.

To give the ghosts a light to

perform by and all that.

Nonsense, of course.

- Of course.

- Here, it's so you can see

where you're going.

Most of the lights in the rest

of the theater do work, though

some have been known to fail

without warning.

- Well, I mean, this looks

reliable.

- Bring a flashlight.

- Good idea.

- Right here is where they

found them.

- The...bodies?

- Two of them, anyway.

The third was found in a

dressing room downstairs.

But we'll cross that bridge when

we come to it.

Here is where they found

Reginald and Madeline Crawford.

Reginald owned the theater from

1920 to 1932.

Madeline was his wife.

She was quite a famous singer in

those days.

Reginald bought the theater

mainly as a showcase for her

talents.

He even tried to get her into

pictures.

He made a screen test for her

that we found tucked away in the

projection booth.

We had a DVD made and held a

screening.

She was quite...Bewitching.

- And he killed her, didn't he?

- Indeed, he did.

She wasn't exactly the most

faithful of wives.

Come, let me show you the

dressing rooms.

Down here is where he caught

them.

- Them?

- Madeline and the theater

organist, Eddie.

- What were they doing?

- Reginald had been working

late that night, tending to the

books, when he heard some

strange noises coming from the

dressing rooms down here.

Thinking he was alone in the

theater, he grabbed his knife

and came down to investigate.

That's when he found them in

here...madeline's dressing room.

Madeline and Eddie had been

carrying on an affair

unbeknownst to Reginald.

In fact, she was pregnant with

Eddie's child when she died.

They had thought they were alone

in the theater that night when

Reginald walked in on them

making love.

In a fit of rage, he cut

Madeline's throat and stabbed

Eddie to death, leaving his body

there.

But Madeline's -- Madeline's, he

dragged out.

He dragged her up those stairs,

through the backstage area,

leaving a long trail of blood

behind.

He dragged her all the way out

to the stage -- the stage where

she had spent so many nights

singing for those crowds...

For him.

He laid down beside her, took

her body in his arms, and

plunged his knife right into his

own heart.

The janitor found their bodies

the next morning.

And ever since, this door has

been none too fond of staying

shut.

- I just oiled that thing.

- Well, what's with the roses?

- Madeline always kept red

roses on her dressing table.

We keep them there for her.

- It's a tradition.

It's been going on since before

my time.

- They're dead. Change them.

After all that, the theater was

closed for a time, then

re-opened as a movie house in

the mid-'30s.

Since then, it's changed hands

and been host to all sorts of

things.

I first fell in love with the

place when I came to see movies

here as a child, but things

were never quite the same after

that night.

- How so?

- There was a series of...

Accidents in the following

years, even a few deaths.

- Deaths? Really?

- Mostly performers, people

working in the theater.

It's quite tragic, really.

- Uh, how did they die?

- It seems some of them

simply...snapped, always killing

a happy couple and then

themselves, as if history were

somehow repeating itself.

There were nine more deaths in

all.

I never heard about any of this.

- I'm not surprised.

The last incident was 20 years

ago, so nobody still talks about

it, especially not the theater.

One famous crime is enough.

Any more and ticket sales may go

down.

- Or up.

- Well, what do you think

caused them to snap?

- Who knows? Madness maybe.

Maybe ghosts.

It all depends on what you

believe in.

- I don't believe in ghosts.

- Well then, you have nothing

to worry about, do you?

- No, I don't.

- Let's get out of this musty

old place, shall we?

- Now, that's the best idea I

heard all day.

- What's in there?

- Oh, that's the boiler room.

You don't want to go in there.

Besides, it's locked.

- Gotcha.

- Do you want to go take a

walk?

- Is daddy still in there?

- Mm-hmm.

- When's he coming out?

- Soon.

- I don't like it here.

- I don't either.

- Why did we come here?

- Because daddy's going to win

a whole bunch of money so that

we can buy you a whole bunch of

new toys.

- I like my toys, especially

fuzzy wuzzy.

I love him.

- Aww. And he loves you.

And you know what else?

I love you, too.

And don't you forget it.

- This is the original organ

from the '20s, the one Eddie

played.

They used it during silent

movies.

- Does it still work?

Whoa.

I'll take that as a "yes."

- Isn't it wonderful?

- That's incredible.

- Would you care to try it?

No.

I can barely even play

"chopsticks."

- We all have our strengths and

our weaknesses.

I'm not much of an actor, and

you're not much of an organist.

- I'm not much of an actor,

either.

- We should show him the

balcony.

- Ah, yes, the balcony.

Of course.

Come along, Andrew.

This is the upper lobby.

- Nice.

- The restroom is there, if you

need it.

- Good to know.

- And the bar area -- back

there.

- Anything good back there?

- Not anymore.

- Oh.

- Just some old bottles of

wine.

- Oh, nice.

- I don't drink wine.

- What do you drink?

Who's this guy?

- Just one of the mannequins

from down in the basement.

There's a bunch of them down

there.

- The clothes he's wearing

belonged to Reginald Crawford.

He left behind an entire

wardrobe downstairs, along with

some...other belongings.

- Sharp dresser.

Very

Jack the ripper.

- Mr. Crawford was a man out of

his own time -- from another

era.

Another world.

- It's kind of creepy.

- It's just plastic.

- Plastic can be creepy.

- Come along, Andrew.

You'll want to be extremely

careful up here, as it's quite

steep, and there's a rather...

Long drop to the bottom.

In fact, one of the carpenters

working on the railing fell to

his death in the '40s.

- That's comforting.

- I hear footsteps up here all

the time -- people walking

around, talking, sitting in

chairs.

But only when I'm alone.

Sometimes, I even hear a woman

singing.

- Really?

- I don't joke.

- I can see that.

- That's all very common here,

Andrew, but then, old buildings

like this do tend to make all

sorts of strange noises, don't

they?

- I guess so.

- I should also remind you that

all the doors will be locked

from the outside while you're

here, so you won't be able to

get out, and no one else will be

able to get in...Except for this

one.

This will be the only door

you'll be able to open, as it

can't be locked from the

outside.

It's the door to the fire

escape.

But I don't recommend using it.

The escape isn't very sturdy,

and if you step out onto it, the

doors will close and lock behind

you.

You won't be able to get back

into the theater, and, of

course, you'll forfeit your

prize.

- Don't worry.

That ain't gonna happen.

- Splendid.

- Let's stop here for a second.

- You shouldn't do that.

- I know.

- Then why don't you stop?

- Because it's not that easy.

- Daddy doesn't smoke.

- That's why we're not gonna

tell him.

- He wants you to stop.

- I know.

But this is just gonna be our

little secret right now, okay?

- Okay.

Pretty!

Look, mommy.

I found you a present.

Aww! Thank you!

- Now you're a famous singer.

I am?

- Mm-hmm.

♪ La, la ♪

♪ la, la ♪

♪ la, la ♪

♪ la, la ♪

♪ la, la ♪

♪ la, la ♪

♪ la, la ♪

- Let's go.

- Well, I think that's all you

need to see for now.

I think it's better if we let

you discover some things on your

own.

After all, I don't want to spoil

all your fun.

- Thanks.

Um, Mr. Black, if you don't mind

me asking, why are you doing all

this?

- Because I love this theater

more than anything, and i'm

hoping all this promotion will

help bring people back into it

again.

Theaters need audiences, don't

you agree?

- Absolutely.

- Any final questions?

- You seriously think this

place is haunted?

- It doesn't matter what I

think.

Some things simply are, whether

we want them to be or not.

- Is that a "yes"?

- That's a "yes" with a capital

"y."

- Then why do you stay here if

you think it's haunted?

- Where else am I gonna go?

- Wasn't it your

Mr. Shakespeare who wrote,

"there are more things in heaven

and earth than are dreamt of in

your philosophy"?

You need to keep more of an open

mind, my boy.

- Oh, no. I have an open mind,

just not when it comes to

ghosts.

- You might be singing a

different tune after a night in

this place.

- We'll see.

- Yes, we will.

- ♪ La, la ♪

♪ la, la ♪

♪ la, la ♪

- Where did you hear that song?

- I heard the pretty lady

singing it.

- What pretty lady?

- In the window.

Didn't you see her?

- Yes, I did.

- I like her voice.

- Come on. Let's go get daddy.

- Thank you both so much for

showing me around.

- Certainly. Are you sure

you're ready for this?

- Yeah. I know I'm sure.

As soon as I get that check, i'm

going straight to the hospital

to pay that bill.

- Yes. I was quite touched by

your story.

That's why I chose you.

Such an accident must have

been...devastating.

- Yeah, it was.

- I can't imagine the pain of

losing your only child.

Is that your wife?

- Yeah, Mira.

Hey, honey.

Come say hi to Mr. Black.

Sorry. Uh, she's not really into

all this right now.

- No worries.

I'm sure we'll meet some other

time.

- She's not much of a people

person.

Ever since we lost Emma, i'm

really the only one she talks

to.

- Death is very mysterious,

Andrew.

It affects us all differently.

- Yeah, I guess so.

- I'm only surprised that you

can remain so unaffected by its

mysteries.

- Well, there's no mystery.

When you come as close to

something like that as I have,

you see it for what it really

is -- nothing.

- What makes you so sure?

- I got in a car accident that

stopped my heart, and all I saw

was nothing -- no bright light,

no choir of angels. Nothing.

- Perhaps you're right.

And perhaps not.

- Doesn't matter.

All that matters is that

50 thou.

An honest man. I like that.

It's a rare thing these days.

I'm glad I chose you, Andrew.

- Well, thank you so much, sir.

- It's my pleasure.

Now, we'll see you here tomorrow

night at 8:00.

- Yes.

- Excellent. We'll meet at the

stage door in the side alley, as

all this will be locked up.

- Sounds like a plan.

- Get some rest, Andrew.

You're going to need it.

Thank you, sir.

Thank you, Bob.

- Flashlight?

- No, thank you. I have one.

Thank you, guys.

You okay?

- Mm-hmm.

- Where'd you go?

- Um, I went for a walk.

- I wish you would've talked to

Mr. Black.

He's helping us out.

He's giving us a lot of money.

- I'm sorry.

- Hey. Don't be sorry.

Don't ever be sorry. Okay?

- Okay.

- Seat belts.

- Do you really think he's

gonna give you the money?

- I know he will.

$50,000 is nothing to this guy.

And he's honest.

He's strange, but he's honest.

- I don't trust him.

- You don't even know him.

- There's something...

There's just something so wrong

about him.

- Look, you can't go around

being suspicious of people,

okay?

You got to give them the benefit

of the doubt sometimes.

- Sometimes.

- How you feeling?

- I'm tired.

- You want to sit?

It's our bench.

Remember when I proposed to you

out here?

How could I forget?

You blindfolded me.

- And I tied you up.

That was, uh...

- Scary.

- It was -- it was my first

time!

- You're lucky I didn't bring

duct tape.

- You're lucky I said "yes."

- I love it out here.

- So did she.

- Yeah.

She loved playing in the trees.

- Look, mommy.

And the birds.

- What? What is it?

- Nothing. Let's go.

- Hey.

Hey.

- I don't want you to go.

- I have to.

- I know it's a lot of money.

- It's not just a lot of money.

It's more money than we've ever

seen in our lives.

It's enough to get us out of

debt permanently.

- I know.

- It's just an old building.

There's nothing to be afraid of.

- Nothing that you can see.

- And what does that mean?

- You wouldn't understand.

- Then help me understand,

Mira.

- I've seen them.

- Who?

- The people that died there.

- Stop. Just stop.

- You want to understand?

Then you have to listen to me,

please, just this once.

- Fine. I'm listening.

- Ever since we went to that

theater, ever since you entered

that contest, I've been seeing

things.

I've seen them...

Watching us...

Following us.

I don't know what they want, but

I know that something bad's

gonna happen if you go there.

- Nothing bad is gonna happen.

- It's already started.

- Look, I get that you have

nightmares.

I understand that.

But you can't let them rule your

life.

They're just dreams.

- No, they're not.

They're not.

I have them every time something

bad's gonna happen -- before my

mom died, before the accident,

before Emma.

- Nothing bad is going to

happen.

I promise you.

- You can't promise, 'cause you

don't know.

- And neither do you.

Neither one of us know, so let's

just quit wasting our time

talking about it.

- I know how you feel.

But I'm asking you just this

once to please believe me.

- It's just one night.

And then we'll never have to

spend another night apart again.

- Good evening, Andrew.

- Good evening.

Mr. Black, this is my wife,

Mira.

- It's a pleasure, Mira.

So nice to finally meet you.

- And that's Bob.

- How are you feeling, Andrew?

- I'm great.

I'm ready to do this.

- You think so?

- I know so.

- Wonderful.

Now, we'll be back at 8:00 A.M.

Sharp, exactly...12 hours from

now.

We'll meet you here at this

door, and I'll bring my

checkbook.

- And I'll be here.

- Wonderful.

Anything else before you go in?

- I don't think so.

I have my flashlight and plenty

of layers.

- All right then. It's time.

- Hey.

Don't worry. It's gonna be okay.

I love you.

- I love you.

- I'll call you, okay?

- Okay.

And I'll be here at 8:00 to

pick you up.

- Okay.

Let's do this.

- Be careful, Andrew.

It's a very old place and full

of shadows.

You never know what might be

hiding in them.

- That's why I have this.

Goodnight, Andrew.

I'll see you in the morning.

- Yes, you will.

- May I walk you to your car?

This neighborhood is no place

for a lady alone after dark.

Don't worry, my darling.

He'll be fine. Come along now.

- Whoa!

Awesome.

Jesus!

You scared me.

I thought I was the only one in

here.

Hello?

Hello?

Fuck!

"Reginald Crawford police

evidence."

Jesus Christ! Jesus!

- Yes.

That's it, darling. That's it.

You look beautiful.

- Yes. All right.

All right, are you ready?

All right. Let us begin.

Quiet, please. Camera.

And...action.

- I never thought it would be

this way, Charles.

I never dreamed in all my life.

But now that we've found each

other, it seems so right, so

perfect.

It's as if I've been waiting all

my life for you.

I was just the sad little girl

singing in this nightclub for

all those years, and then one

day, you came in, and everything

changes.

And now, we are to be married,

and I'll never have to sing in

this place again.

I'll only sing for you.

Only for you, my love.

- And cut.

Darling, that was wonderful, but

lets try something different.

I want you to speak the words as

if you were speaking them to

someone you truly love, someone

who loves you more than anything

in the world, someone who would

die for you.

You know who that is, don't you?

Good. Now, let's try it again.

This time, say the words like

you mean them, okay?

Another take.

Maddie.

- Come on.

Hey, sweetheart.

- Hey. How's are you doing?

- Fine. Everything's fine.

- Really?

- Really.

- How do you feel?

- Great. A little cold, but,

other than that, no complaints.

Just some weird noises.

- Noises?

- Yeah, just the, uh...

The uh, noises that old

buildings make.

- That's it?

- That's it.

I don't know what you're

expecting, but it's been pretty

dull so far.

- Well, I'm glad you're okay.

- I am.

How are you?

- I'm tired.

I've been painting.

- How's that coming?

- I don't know yet.

- Maybe you should get some

sleep.

- It feels weird sleeping

without you.

- I know.

Just get some rest, and when you

wake up in the morning, we'll be

together again.

- It can't come fast enough.

- It's only a few hours away.

- I wish you were here with me

now.

- I am with you.

I'm always with you.

- I'm with you, too.

- Now promise me you'll get

some sleep.

- I will.

- Promise?

- I promise.

- Good.

Have sweet dreams and call me if

you need to.

I'll see you in the morning.

- Okay.

- I love you.

- I love you, too.

- Bye.

- Bye.

- Goodnight, mommy.

Goodnight, sweetheart.

- All right, who's up there?

Bob?

Mr. Black?

I hear you up there.

Was that you downstairs?

'Cause it's gonna take a lot

more than pushing a gurney to

scare me.

Oh, come on.

I heard you walking up there.

Just speak up.

All right, you want a show?

How about some Shakespeare?

"Hence comes it that your

kindred shuns your house, as

beaten hence by your strange

lunacy.

O noble lord, bethink thee of

thy birth and call home thy

ancient thoughts from banishment

and banish hence these abject,

lowly dreams.

Look how thy servants do attend

on thee, each in thy office

ready at thy Beck.

Wilt thou have music?

Hark! Apollo plays!

No?

Okay.

You've been a great audience.

Whoo!

Who the hell is up there?

Fine.

I'll come talk to you myself.

I'm not in the mood for games!

Just come on out.

I can't sleep.

I can't sleep.

I can't sleep.

I can't sleep.

I can't sleep.

I can't sleep.

Okay.

Ugh!

Come on.

That's great.

- Take me.

- ♪ Somewhere ♪

♪ we...♪

♪ ...again ♪

♪ I can't...

♪ ...a love so real ♪

♪ that's hidden in my heart ♪

♪ though fate has taken you

away ♪

♪ One thing...♪

♪ ...impart ♪

♪ someday ♪

♪ somewhere ♪

♪ we'll meet again ♪

♪ just say you'll spare

your love till then ♪

♪ the moon ♪

♪ the sun ♪

♪ the stars in the...♪

♪ They seem to all wonder why

I am so lonely ♪

♪ someday ♪

♪ somewhere ♪

♪ there will come a time ♪

♪ where...

♪ ...you are mine ♪

♪ mountains...

♪ ...divide us ♪

♪ but then ♪

♪ someday ♪

♪ we'll meet again ♪

Hey!

Aah!

Fuck you!

- ♪ Someday ♪

♪ somewhere ♪

♪ we'll meet again ♪

- When will we be free?

- Soon.

All three of us.

- ♪ That's hidden in my heart ♪

- We'll fly away?

- Yes.

- My raven.

- My dove.

Take me.

- ♪ Someday ♪

♪ somewhere ♪

♪ we'll meet again ♪

♪ just say you'll spare

your love till then ♪

♪ the moon ♪

♪ the sun ♪

♪ the stars in the sky ♪

♪ they seem to all wonder why

I am so lonely ♪

- Aah!

- ♪ Someday ♪

♪ somewhere ♪

- Filth.

- ♪ Rivers ♪

♪ divide us ♪

♪ but then ♪

♪ someday ♪

♪ we'll meet again ♪

♪ The moon ♪

♪ the sun ♪

♪ the stars in the sky ♪

♪ they seem to all wonder why

I am so lonely ♪

- You'll always be mine,

darling.

Always.

- Oh, please.

- Hey, you've reached Andrew.

Please leave a message.

- We need to get daddy.

Is daddy gonna be all right?

- Yes, honey, he will, and then

we'll all be together soon.

- I miss him.

He never talks to me anymore.

- Oh, honey.

Daddy's just so confused.

He can't see very clearly right

now.

But he loves you so much.

He's just really scared.

- Mommy, are you scared?

- Yes, I am.

- Don't be scared.

Fuzzy wuzzy will protect you.

Thank you, honey.

- Can I sit up front, too?

- No.

It isn't safe for you up front.

- Why?

- Don't you remember what

happened the last time that you

sat up front?

- No.

- You and me and daddy were

driving during a snowstorm.

- I like the snow.

- Oh, I know you do, honey.

That's why I let you sit in the

front -- so that you could watch

all of the snowflakes.

But dad hit a patch of ice and

lost control of the car, and we

crashed.

You don't remember that?

- No.

- Daddy...got hurt really bad

and he didn't wake up for a long

time.

And you got hurt too, only you

didn't wake up.

And I laid with you on the side

of the road and I called your

name, and you didn't wake up.

- Don't be sad, mommy.

I'm awake now.

- I'm awake, too.

- I can't sleep.

- What?

No.

No!

Emma!

What'd you do to me?

What'd you do to me?!

No more games.

- No. No.

- Daddy?

- Emma?

- Daddy.

- What are you doing here,

honey?

- The pretty lady brought me

here.

She said she wants to be my new

mommy.

She says I'll have a new daddy,

too.

- A new daddy?

- Mm-hmm. But I don't like him.

I want you to be my daddy.

I miss you.

- I miss you too, honey.

- Do you still love me?

- Oh, yes, I do.

- You never talk to me anymore.

Only mommy does.

I thought you forgot about me.

- I-I didn't forget about you,

honey.

I just...

I just couldn't see you.

- It's okay.

You can see me now.

Yes, I can.

- Will you stay with me?

Forever?

- Yes, forever.

I'm so sorry.

I'm so sorry.

What'd you do to Emma?

- She's ours now.

And so are you.

Aah!

Emma?

- Daddy, don't leave me.

- Emma!

- Daddy!

- Emma!

- I was just the sad little

girl singing in this nightclub

for all those years, and then

one day, you came in.

Suddenly, everything changes.

And now, we are to be married.

And I'll never have to sing in

this place again.

I'll only sing for you.

Only for you, my love.

- Cut!

What the hell was that, maddie?

- I'm not in the mood for this,

Reginald.

I'm not an actress.

I am a singer.

Can we please just skip to the

song?

- Fine. That's fine.

Eddie, if you would, please play

the song for Madeline.

- ♪ La, la ♪

♪ la, la ♪

- Andrew!

- ♪ La, la ♪

♪ la, la ♪

♪ la, la ♪

♪ la, la ♪

♪ la, la ♪

♪ my eyes are closed ♪

♪ I wait for sleep ♪

♪ your eyes so dark are all

I see ♪

♪ bleed into me eternally ♪

♪ never let me drift away ♪

♪ la, la ♪

♪ la, la ♪

♪ la, la ♪

♪ la, la ♪

♪ I can't sleep tonight

without you ♪

♪ I can't dream tonight

without you ♪

- Stop.

Eddie, stop playing the song.

Those are not the words,

Madeline.

- They are now.

- Listen to me.

I have spent a lot of money on

this, and you're not going to

ruin it.

Sing the goddamn words

correctly.

- I've changed the words.

- You have no right to change

the words, Madeline!

- I will do as I please, I will

sing as I please, and there is

nothing you can do to change

that.

Do you hear me? Nothing!

- Stop it!

- Or what?

- Or I will stop you.

- Both of you, stop it!

- Madeline, Madeline.

- Don't touch me!

It's over. I'm done.

- You heard what the lady said.

It's over. Shut the camera off.

Shut the camera off.

- Turn it off!

- My raven.

- My dove.

- Filth.

You'll always be mine, darling.

Always.

- Andrew?

Mira? Mr. Black?

Oh, god.

- I'm sorry.

- Don't be sorry.

- Let's go.

- Will we ever be free?

- Someday. We'll find them.

- ♪ La, la ♪

♪ la, la ♪

♪ la, la ♪

♪ la, la ♪

- ♪ la, la ♪

♪ la, la ♪

♪ la, la ♪

♪ la, la ♪

♪ I can't sleep tonight

without you ♪

♪ I can't dream tonight

without you ♪

- ♪ please let me

rest in peace ♪

- ♪ please let me

rest in peace ♪

♪ Let me rest in

eternal peace ♪

- ♪ I can't sleep tonight

without you ♪

- ♪ I can't dream tonight

without you ♪

♪ I can't sleep tonight

without you ♪

♪ la, la ♪

♪ la, la ♪

♪ la, la ♪

♪ la, la ♪