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♪Two little children, a boy and a girl...

♪Sat by an old Church door...

WAKE UP!!

Hahahahahaha!

UGH!

AHHHHH!!

Ha ha ha ha...

Do it again!

Ha ha HA HA!!

UGH!! AH!!

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. I gotta get to the airport.

Are you flying away from me already?

You have a safe one.

I will.

I'll call you when I get to LA.

Alright. I'll miss you.

Bye.

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.

I will help you...

I will help you...

Hi, could 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, you must be Tyler's sister?

Yes!

I'm Dr. Owen. Come with me.

Hi.

Godddd...

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. YOURGrandmother?

No, she wasn't my Grandmother. Um.

Tyler's my half-brother.

Oh.

My, uh - my Dad and I don't really talk.

Or, we haven't in like seven or eight years anyway.

Guess he assumed that Tyler wouldn't wanna talk to me either.

Why would you think that?

That's my Dad. That's jut how he was.

Okay.

Well...

Tylers' 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 priveledges.

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?

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 jut do that yet.

Look...

I have a friend of a friend at the DA's office.

Let me see what I can do for you.

[sighs[

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.

Creeper.

Jeez...

Hey!

Hey, did you make it in alright?

I hadn't heard from you so I was a little worried.

Yeah I'm sorry. I'm just exhausted, so...

Did you see your brother?

No. Not yet. Umm...

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?

I miss yo.

Bye.

[ominous voices and whispering]

My name's Malcolm. Entry 4-10.

This is the journal of a sensitive.

I don't know who the weapon belongs to.

But I know that it brought someone great pain.

It seems I've conjured a dark spirit.

And this spirit is attempting to communicate with me.

It's trying to tell me someone's name.

But I don't know who yet.

It's trying to tell me to hurt this person.

But I don't know how or why.

All I can say is I'm sorry.

And this is my final entry.

And I've been left with few options.

Shit.

Great.

Hey. Excuse me?

Do you know where the 210 bus is?

I'm trying to get to Hollywood.

Ma'am?

Ma'am?

Hello?

Hi Holly, Dr. Owen here.

Yeah I know.

Saved your number.

Ah gotcha.

So I was about to wrap it 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's not dangerous.

Not to me.

Sorry. Nothing like the police or anything.

I just have to be there.

Well I kinda figured you'd have to be there.

What's the catch?

No catch. Nothing at all.

I told you I had friends.

So anyway, if you wanna stop in sometime tomorrow afternoon that'd be great.

My schedule's pretty open after that and I can let you see him.

Okay. Great.

Dick.

Tyler.

Yes, Dr. Owen.

Remember when I told you I had someone who 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 you liked the 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 wanna talk to you anymore.

Please leave.

I'm sorry.

Sure you are.

I just have a question.

What?

Why are you so damn 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 Tyler or your family in a number of years.

No, I haven't.

Have you been to your parent's 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'm not surprised.

Are you done? Because this is masochistic.

Tyler's my only living relative.

I flew out here to make sure he's 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 Father's grave

maybe you should 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.

I don't suppose I could see those?

That wasn't a question.

Interesting.

It's all the same woman.

You know I've um, 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've seen her plain as day.

She's 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?

Dahila'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.

Mmmhmmm.

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.

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 would know anything about what you just told me.

Maybe he saw a special about her on TV? Left some kind of subliminal impression on him?

No. I don't buy it.

Well, I'm leaving now.

Going back to New York already?

Uhhh no. Just leaving the office.

Okay. Alright. Well...

Stay in touch now. If you want to do this again let me know I'll be glad to let you talk to him again.

Yeah. We'll see.

Bitch.

Speak to me.

Speak...to...me.

What?!

Speak...to me. Tell me...what you want...

Disgusting.

♪Beethoven's Moonlight Sonata♪

Did you know how to fire a gun before you lost your sight?

I mean I'd seen 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 kinda 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 wanna talk to you about something else before we finish up.

What?

Your drawings.

You've been blind since you were ten years old.

But you keep sketching things that you couldn't have seen before then.

In particular...

The woman that keeps appearing in them.

It's one thing that you draw your room.

It's another thing that you draw someone who's been dead for over sixty years.

Is this someone who you saw on television before you lost your sight?

The internet

I see her.

Here with me.

In your room

Yes.

She speaks to me.

What does she say to you?

To hurt the ones who hurt me.

Your Father?

Yes.

Has she said anythign else to you

Yes.

Her name's Elizabeth.

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.

Oh God. NO!

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?

Least I didn't get a black eye.

Don't tell 'em you love 'em.

Don't do that...

You didn't have to do it.

Not by yourself. Not like that.

You coulda helped? How?

I know a guy.

Yeah? You're lucky.

He helps girls in this situation.

You know how it is, Norma Jean.

They think they can do anything they want to you and even if you say something, you disappear.

Jensen. Jensen...

Good boy.

What is this place?

You don't feel it? All around?

Something cold.

Someting 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. And 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!

WHO?

You really are blind.

And I thought it was just your brother.

911 emergency, do you require assistance?

My name is Malcolm Gonzales.

And I would like to report a murder I would like to commit.

The dead speak to me, and they tell me what to do.

I'm going to put the phone down now so that you can find me and that you can stop me.

I'm not the one you were 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'd you get in here?

The door was unlocked.

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 it.

But it looks like now there's just one more thing to do.

But I'll be free.

And so will you.

Really nice makeup job.

Original.

You don't like being touched.

I don't like men touching me. Stop it.

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 be 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.

Hello?

I see.

I'll be right there.

Tyler's escaped.

I suggest you come with me.

Ma'am.

Tyler's gone.

Holly.

Holly!

Are you still in there?

That's why I don't mind coming here. Good coffee.

Hmm?

No thanks.

You 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. Seemed like a good kid.

Yeah. He did.

Too bad.

Can you untie me I got medication near.

I got asthma.

WAKE UP!

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 WAITING FOR AH HA HA HA HA HA!

I'm all tied up!!! AND I'M READY!! HA HA HA! AHH HA HA HA!

What are you waiting for!

Welcome back, Elizabeth.

You still don't know who I am. Do you?

Ha ha ha ha ha. Do it again... HA HA HA!

AAAAH!!

I was just a child.

I never asked for any of this.

I couldn't help who my Grandfather was.

Steven Cordell. My Grandfather.

The man who took your life.

That was never me.

I love you.

She won't follow us anymore.

Harder...

Oh God. Oh God...

Ohhh God...

Oh God.

AAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!!!

Ha ha ha ha.

What?

I can feel her.

Elizabeth.

I can feel her inside of me.

Screaming.

She tells me...

To hurt...the ones that hut me.

Just like she did with Tyler.

AHHHHHHHHHHHH!! OH MY FAAACE!

Her 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.

She wants you. I want you.

Forever.

Again.

Yeah. I like it. Come on. COME ON!

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 even 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! DO IT! Fuck...my...fuck me...

GO - FUCK - come on... COME ON...

DO IT!!

Do it...

Elizabeth wanted me to tell you something.

Elizabeth wanted me to TELL YOU

That you remind her of someone

You remind her of your Grandfather.

All backed up.

And you still can't cum!

AH HA HA HA HA HA HA!!

Fucking son of a bitch...

I guess I got lucky.

♪♪