All language subtitles for CD2 dene

Joyce:
A house is a place of shelter,

it's the body we put on
over our bodies.

As our bodies grow old,

so do our houses.

As our bodies may sicken,

so do our houses sicken.

And what of madness?

If mad people live within,
doesn't this madness

creep into the rooms
and walls and corridors?

The very boards?

Don't we sometimes sense
that madness reaching out to us?

Isn't that a large part
of what we mean

when we say
a place is unquiet,

festered up with spirits?

We say ''haunted,''

but we mean the house
has gone insane.

( whispering )

Somebody help me!
I'm lost!

( whispering continues )

Somebody help me!

Oh, for God's sake!

Help!
Somebody help me!

Where the hell
did I come from?

( woman giggling )

Hey!

( whispering continues )

Your mommy was right.
I'm a tramp.

Emery: Oh!

Somebody help me!

Help me!

Where is everyone?!

- Cathy: Nick, what's going on?
- It's Vic, I think he's dead.

I'm trying
to get to him!

- What's going on?
- He says Vic is dead.

- Oh my God.
- That's ridiculous!

Joyce, get real.

Nick:
I said I think Vic is dead.

Thank God.
Oh, thank God!

You.

You don't understand.
My mother is here,

unless the house
is imitating her.

At first, I thought so,
but the more I think about it,

the more...
and I got lost!

I've seen things
you wouldn't believe!

Not now, Emery!

We shouldn't be here.
Not any of us.

There's a bubble forming,
I think,

a kind of psychic bubble,
and I...

What would your mother
be doing here?

She worries about me.
I'm worried about me too, actually...

about all of us.

I saw Pam upstairs.
I think she's dead.

- Where's Annie?
- I... I don't...

- It's stuck again.
- It's notjust stuck!

Of course it isn't.

- This is ridiculous!
- Emery, come here.

Is that
your mother's car?

Yeah,
Mommy's little scootabout.

- What did you...
- Mommy's little scootabout.

Mommy's little scootabout.
That's what she calls it.

Sometimes
we scootabout for ice cream,

and sometimes
to the movies,

some...
stop looking at me.

I think Mama's little scootabout
is blocking another car.

- Is anyone in it?
- I don't know. I can't tell.

- I'll check the kitchen door.
- Sister: I'll go with you.

- Steve!
- Not now, Dee.

Annie,
are you out there?

Steve,
come look at this.

Sister:
It's coming to life, isn't it?

I think he's right
outside there,

I didn't exactly see.

Oh my God.

God, no.

Cathy:
Open, in the name of Jesus!

Open,
in the name of God!

- Where's Pam?
- Emery said she is dead.

Emery:
She was in Ellen Rimbauer's room.

She said things to me...
bad things.

I can't be sure, but when I see
people like that,

they're usually dead.

This place will kill all of us
if we're not careful.

We were wrong to come.

That is a cowardly
and mistaken thing to say.

Emery: Vic's dead, Pam's probably
dead, and we can't get out.

You need
a reality check, lady.

- Joyce...
- Leave me alone!

Sister:
Annie, where are you?

Annie, are you...
oh God!

Annie, don't move!

Joyce, we've already established
that that doesn't work!

Annie?

Annie?

You were saying?
See? Just stuck, no big deal.

Mom, where are you?

- Sister: Is she all right?
- I don't know.

Go down to the kitchen
and get a lemon.

If there's no lemon,
bring the vinegar.

Go! Hurry!

What about the windows
in the billiard room?

Cathy: You were pounding
on them with your fists.

You don't think
the glass was stuck too?

Sukeena:
You be careful, now.

Mom?

Mama?

( distant moan )

Who's there?

Oh, I shouldn't be
doing this.

I shouldn't be doing this.

I shouldn't be doing this.

I shouldn't be doing this.

Screw it,
I'm not doing this.

If there's someone there,
stop fooling around!

( crows cawing )

- ( ruffling )
- ( moaning )

Who's there?

If you need help,
I'll help you!

But if you only want
to play games...

Argh!

- Miller: Stay away from me!
- Professor, wait!

Professor, wait!

Stay away!

Professor?

Vic:
Emery, look at me.

Please, look at me.

You're no good
to anyone, bub.

I've got an idea.

Why don't you go
hang yourself?

You could do it
in the parlor.

Just like Posey...
a ring around the rosey...

and not by the hair
of your chinny-chin-chin.

Ah!

Emery: Help me!

Miller: Stay away!

( Miller breathing heavily )

( Miller screams in horror )

- Is she awake?
- No, but her breathing's regular.

- Get Joyce.
- Can't I stay with her?

Get Joyce! She's closer to a doctor
than either of us.

Go!

- I saw Vic.
- You can't have. Vic is...

I know, Vic was another
little Rose Red mind movie

like Pam
and Deanna Petrie.

But I also saw Miller,
and he was real.

- Miller? Professor Miller?
- None other,

although I doubt the Dean of Arts
and Sciences would recognize him.

He's out there in the high grass,
running around like a madman!

- You're lying!
- Nick: No, he's not.

Emery:
No, I'm not.

My mother's somewhere
behind the house.

But I can't get
to the backyard.

- Calm down, Emery.
- Don't tell me that!

You don't know what I've seen,
so don't tell me that.

- I'll call 911.
- I'd rather doubt it.

Joyce: We all need
to take a step back,

take a deep breath and...

Annie's had an accident.

She's unconscious.

- Could you come?
- Where is she?

This phone is working.
Whom should I call?

- The cops!
- An ambulance.

- No one. Not yet.
- Emery: To hell with you, Joyce.

I'm getting out of here!

( high-pitched signal )

Honey, are you okay?
Can you hear me?

Pam: Emery?

You're not there.
You're dead.

Both of you are dead.

- Pam: No, we're not.
- Deanna: We're not dead at all.

That's the beauty of it.

( whispering )

Pam:
Please, Emery.

Life could be different
for you here.

- It could be better.
- Deanna: It would be nice.

Really nice.

I'll pass. Rose Red is
too much like The Roach Motel.

They check in but they don't
check out. Not there!

I'm hard up, girls,

but not quite
that hard up.

Annie, what is it?

We seldom have company
at Rose Red these days.

I insist you stay
a little longer.

Emery:
Look what it did to me.

We have
to get out of here.

Nick: I'm afraid
it's too late for that.

- Here, Annie.
- Annie, no.

Be still,
and let her help you.

Hmm?

It's okay.

I'm sorry.

There you go.

You okay, honey?

You think
you can stand up?

Let's try it.

Ah, there we go.
Great.

It's okay.

Annie, look.

* And the sweet secret of *

* A summer place *

* Is that it's anywhere *

* When two people share *

* All their hopes *

* All their dreams *

* All their love. *

I know the song.

And I know the feeling.

To be safe.

To be free to dream,

and to have all the time
in the world to enjoy it.

Yeah.

Later on, I'll let you play
with it all you want.

I promise.

Uh-uh-uh. Annie...

look at me.

Annie, if you want to play
with that dollhouse,

you'll look at me
right now. Hmm?

Annie?

Are you holding the doors
and the windows closed?

Don't give me that blank stare,
you understand me well.

We understand each other.

Are you?

That's what the house
wants you to do...

and you just go
right on doing it.

Soon, I'll take
that dollhouse down

and you can play
with it all you want.

In fact,
we'll play with it together,

and we'll take
all the time we want.

( whispering )

- Nick: Hey! Get off him!
- Hey!

Nick:
Get off him!

Get off him!

- It isn't going to do any good.
- What's next, Sherlock?

- Any ideas?
- No. You?

No! This place
has always wanted me.

I found that out when I was eight.
I should have stayed away.

- Why didn't you?
- Because of Dee.

She needs someone
to look after her,

so she doesn't go
into the big nowhere.

Here they come again.
Hey!

Get off him!

- Nick: Get off him!
- Hey, get off him!

( Joyce humming )

Joyce: The power went out
15 minutes ago.

I don't think it'll
be on again tonight.

Don't you want to know
about Bollinger

and Mrs. Waterman,
or Professor Miller?

Aren't you curious at all?

What about them?
Any sign?

- No. None.
- Hmm.

I think I knew that,
actually.

( sighs )

So...

what is there
to be curious about?

Dee...

we're all
in the billiard room.

We need to talk.

Pam is also missing,

and if Emery says she's dead,
we have to believe him.

About Vic, of course,
there's no question.

- Joyce?
- Hmm.

Do you understand
what I'm telling you?

Of course.

Joyce: But since there isn't anything
I can do about them...

not now at any rate...

I'll continue
with my observations.

I am a scientist,
you know?

Or did you forget that?

No, I didn't forget that.

Miller did.

Joyce:
Running around like a madman.

I'd have liked
to see that.

Thank God
for battery packs.

Annie?

Annie.

Don't waste your breath.

She can't understand you.
Can't even hear you,

not in the sense
we understand hearing.

Annie?

Steve's voice:
Annie?

Steve:
There you are.

Would you like to come with me
into the other room?

We could visit with Rachel
and the others.

Steve's voice:
Do you hear me?

You do, don't you?

Steve's voice:
Annie, come, please.

You sure
you won't come with us?

All right.

Let's go.

Sister:
This is the last one.

It may be a little old,
but... sorry.

Emery:
Beggars can't be choosers. Thanks.

I don't suppose you have
any nail polish in there?

Nail polish?
No, I don't use it. Why?

We could pour some
into a handkerchief

and make her breathe it...

or what about
drain cleaner?

Just a whiff of that,
and bingo, out like a light.

What are you
talking about?

I'm talking about survival, darling.
Did I stutter?

Sister:
I think you're insane.

- Those things could kill her.
- Oh yeah? Gee.

Having a good time,
Professor?

Enjoying the idea of visiting
your former department head

in the local nut-barn?

It'll try
and take us tonight,

- one by one, or all together.
- Sister: Every time you speak,

you say something
unpleasant.

- So why don't you be quiet?
- Cathy: And notjust unpleasant,

it's wicked.

I know that you have had
an accident...

An accident? That's right,
I had an accident.

Unpleasant Emery knows
something about our reporter friend.

- Bollinger? What?
- Emery: No, I don't think so.

No, you wouldn't want
to hear it from me.

Every time I speak, something
wickedy-wickedy-wickedy comes out.

Why don't you tell them, Nick?
I'm tired of being wicked.

You do some
of the dirty work.

Do you know something,
or is he just talking?

The mirror library,
right?

Yeah.

What about
the mirror library?

Nick:
Kevin Bollinger is dead.

He brought Emery's mother
into the house

and then hung himself
in the mirror library.

Not so much
as suicide as being...

Rose Red's
latest victim.

What about...
Mrs. Waterman?

I can't see her,

or Professor Miller.

- What about you?
- I don't know,

which means they're probably
still somewhere around here.

They're somewhere
in this place.

Annie:
* Place *

* A summer place *

* Where... *

( humming )

( laughing and chatter )

You said
you wanted to talk?

Let's talk now,
because I have to check on the...

Did you intentionally decide
to sacrifice us, Joyce?

Or did you simply ignore
the probability of our demise?

- I don't know what you're...
- Yes, you do.

Or part of you does.

Supposing
you never get your proof.

Did you even think
about that?

Supposing the proof
isn't here to get. What then?

Supposing Rose Red
is the paranormal version

of the Energizer Bunny,

and itjust keeps
growing and growing...

Stop it!

Stop it.

You're crazy.

Can't you see
that he's crazy?

I'm not crazy.

I'm a mind-reader.

You know that,
and that's why I'm here.

Now, sit down!

Rose Red won't let you
have what you want.

It won't let anyone
have what they want.

Ellen Rimbauer designed it
to break hearts as hers was broken,

to hurt as she was hurt.

Then we have to get out of here
before it...

Nick:
What? Kills us?

A real death
would be merciful.

Because I doubt if Vic
is really dead.

And that's the worst of it,

- the very worst.
- Steve: So how do we get out?

There are no secret tunnels...
not that I know of.

Oh wake up! She's the one
keeping us locked in.

Yeah, her!

Little Miss Mental Illness
of 2-0-0-1.

- Stop it!
- Cathy: Losing his fingers

has affected his mind.
Don't hold it against him.

Wake up, sweetheart.
Wake up, all of you!

It locked us in
when she was awake.

Then, after she knocked herself out,
everything opened up again.

It was like
a cramp letting go.

We could have gotten away
then if we had known,

and acted fast enough
on what we knew.

And one of us
did understand.

Joyce understood.
Didn't you?

And when the little bitch
woke up...

I can't...
my hand hurts too much.

You know as much as I do.

- You tell them the rest.
- Tell us he's insane.

Start with that.

But he's not.

Why did you want psychics

and telekinetics
and automatic writers here?

It was to recharge a cell
that was never dead, merely dormant,

and we have all
played our part.

But Annie has been key.

What Emery
doesn't understand...

is that Steve
has been key too.

Joyce: Steve?

Steve is about as psychic
as a ham sandwich.

Please,
be quiet, Joyce.

Don't you tell me to shut up.
How dare you?

He asked you to be quiet.

Cathy:
And do it, please.

I want to hear this.

Everyone has some psychic
capacity, Joyce.

I've read your books and articles.
You used to know that,

before all this psychic superstar
infatuation stuff.

And I know
that Miller isn't

the only imagination-challenged idiot
you've had to deal with.

But you've become
blinded and misguided.

I have not
become blinded.

Whatever Steve's psychic ability
in the outside world,

here in Rose Red, it's amplified
to the power of 10,

because he's blood.
Ellen's blood.

You said it yourself, Steve,
you are the last of the Rimbauers.

Tell it any way you want, I'm not
the one holding the doors shut

and turning the window-glass
into whatever it is now.

Nick: Of course not.
Ellen's doing it through Annie,

but also through you.
And don't sit there

and say you don't know it
or at least sense it.

She's not doing anything
through me!

I don't sense that!
I...

Hello, Stevey.

Mommy?

No, Stevey,
look, please.

Would you like
to help me build, Stevey?

I'll show you how.

Mother: Steve?

Stevey?

Where are you?

- Go to her, but come back.
- Mother: Stop playing games, Stevey.

- Mother: We have to go right now.
- Come back and help me build.

Help me build,
Stevey.

Sister: Steve...

what's wrong?

That was a false memory.
The house planted it.

- Are you sure?
- No, I'm not.

Emery: For the time being,
let's stick to the kid.

We take her out of the equation.
The doors still won't open.

We'll worry
about Rimbauer then.

No one will hurt
this child.

Of course they're not.

And there's the rub.

We're in trouble,
ladies and gentlemen...

big trouble.

( whispering )

( whispering continues )

Hey, you want
to play a game, Annie?

You take 10 or 12 real
deep breaths

and squat down and
blow on your thumbs.

You'll get all floaty and then
you'll go to the North Pole

with Santa Claus
and his eight tiny reindeer.

- The rest of us, meanwhile...
- Stop it!

will scurry on out of here,
like the good little mice we are.

- It's not funny.
- Neither is this!

I'll tell you what,
Sissy,

let's find some dry-cleaning bags
so we can wrap her up

until she passes out,

- or pinch her nose shut.
- Don't!

How about you,
handsome?

You're the utility infielder
on this team.

Can you knock her out
with your mind?

Five minutes would be enough
for us to make like bees and buzz.

Hell, three.

I can't see her thoughts,

but it's
the most peculiar thing...

- They're high.
- Nick: Yes.

High above me as if she were
a princess in a tower.

And she's waving,
but there's no way to reach her.

At least, not for me.

Steve:
Annie, look at Nick.

What will we do with you,
little sister?

Emery:
How about this?

The back of the head's the best place,
above the nape of the neck.

Hit her hard,
lights go out.

- Hit her harder...
- Oh, you ugly man.

You ugly little troll.

Don't tell me
you've never thought of it.

Come on, do us all a favor.
Do yourself a favor.

Back of the head.
Or you want to spend your life

- wiping your kid sister's ass?
- Stop it!

Stop it!

Where are you going,
Cathy?

I'm going to get
a glass of iced tea.

I saw a nice big pitcher of it
in the fridge.

Oh!

You shouldn't go alone.

I'm not.
God goes with me...

everywhere.

( ruffling )

( cawing )

Get away!

( squeaking )

- Aaaah!
- Ah!

You killed my boy!

You killed my Emery!

I beg your pardon.

- Would you mind letting her go?
- ( yelling )

I guess not.

- ( coughing )
- Cathy, are you all right?

I think so.
What about her?

My goodness, you really are
a good Christian.

Is she all right?
Is she even alive?

Her pulse
is strong and steady.

You know who she is,
of course.

Emery's mother.
We'll have to tell him.

- You don't want to tell him?
- ''Your motherjust popped out

of the wine cellar
like Jack out of his box.

And forget around the bend
she's off the planet.''

How does it sound to you?

And given the condition
he's in already...

It sounds very bad.

What should we do
with her?

Annie?

Annie, can you open
the doors?

Can you open the doors
and let us out?

Steve's voice:
Annie, look at me.

Aaah!

Don't touch her!
Don't touch her!

It wasn't her.

I thought
it was April Rimbauer.

I'm sorry.

Damn this house.

If only there were a way
to get through to her,

- to reach the Annie inside.
- You talked to her with your mind.

- I've seen you do it.
- But it's not high.

It's not
where Annie lives.

If only there were
a way to...

- What are you thinking about?
- I'm not sure.

Nick and Cathy should have
been back by now.

Why did she have
to go on her own?

That was extremely stupid.

This is wrong to me.
The woman is ill.

She is also dangerous
to herself and to others.

Will those hold her?

I'd have preferred clothes-line,
but I think so.

Besides, Emery gave me
the impression that her interests run

more to the Home Shopping Network
than amazing escapes.

Drink up.
It'll do you good.

Here's to damsels
in distress.

And the knights
who rescue them.

Coming in here alone
was very stupid,

- but Emery so upset me.
- Emery upsets everyone.

Look at her.

I'm sorry, but it's true.

I think she's coming around.

Now we only have to worry
about Professor Miller.

- Mrs. Waterman.
- ( groaning )

Have you seen Professor Miller?

Joyce's department head?

You killed my boy!

Nick:
Mrs. Waterman.

You've got it wrong.
Emery's fine. Have a sip.

Liar!
Limey Jack-tar!

Limey Jack-tar?
I've been called many things,

but never that.

I'm afraid we'll have to leave you
alone for a little while,

- until you feel yourself again.
- ( Mrs. Waterman struggling )

Cathy, come here.

We're doing that
and it's feeding off us.

And you must feel it too.

Cathy:
Of course, I do.

Oh, dear Jesus,
please get us out of here.

We have
to get out of here.

- Steve...
- Steve couldn't hold this by himself.

Not with me, you and Emery
working against him.

The problem is Annie.

Emery was right
about that.

Could you...

Could I hurt her?

I have the power.

But no, of course
I couldn't hurt her.

( groaning )

( Mrs. Waterman trembling )

What is it,
Mrs. Waterman?

Do you want to buy
a vowel or spin again?

- That's not funny.
- Sorry.

What are you
trying to say?

No! No!

Nick: Anything?

No...

but it's so cold.

It's coming
from in there.

Close the door, then.

Nick: We're going to leave you,
but not for long.

You'll be perfectly safe.

Cathy:
Something's happened to her.

Rose Red
has happened to her.

- Let's join the others.
- Wait.

I'm sorry we can't make you
more comfortable,

but we'll be back
to get you soon.

I promise.

I promise.

- Come on, she's fried.
- That's also unkind.

But it's also true.

This is not
the way we came.

You're telling me.

- Cathy: Thank you.
- Nick: You're welcome.

Seattle Livery, 1924.

But it's brand new.

You'd have thought
after all these years,

she would've had
Rose Red eat

at least one
half-way decent carpenter.

Of course,
the real question is,

how does it go?

Cathy:
What is it?

The reincarnation
of Emery's mother.

- Nick.
- Sorry, Cathy.

The truth is,
just now I'm rather scared.

- Let's find the others.
- We won't.

- We'll never see them again.
- Of course we will.

I promise.
And I never break a promise.

Come on, Cathy.
* Old friends, is true friends *

* They're the friends
you love the best *

* You never know
with new friends *

* Old friends is best... *

Hey.

Where's Rimbauer?
And Frankenbabe's big sister?

They went to look
for Nick and Cathy I imagine.

And then there were
three little Indians

sitting on a shelf.

I've got to check
the equipment.

It's quite delicate,
you know?

Equipment which interfaces
with the invisible world

must, by its very nature,
be quite delicate.

Come with me, Annie?

Leave her with me,
why don't you?

I'll take care of her.

Come on, Annie.

Joyce:
Want to play with your dominoes?

One little Indian,

down to one little Indian
all by himself.

Hey, Joyce,
wait for me!

What are you doing here, Cathy?

Getting the...
scared out of me.

For the rest of us, yes,
but not for you.

My therapist said
I was a compulsive quitter.

He said I keep starting things
so I could stop them.

And what did you say?

I stopped seeing him.

So, here I am.

( whispering )

Nick: Listen.

Nick?

Run, Cathy!
Run!

Run!

What about you?!

This is wrong, Jesus.

Give me strength!

Nick?

Nick?

( screaming )

No!

I'm not crazy!

I'm not crazy!
I'm not crazy.

- I'm not crazy.
- Woman: Help us.

Woman:
We have to build.

Help us.
Help Rose Red.

Help us or die.

( whispering )

Cathy: Please...

Woman: Cathy...

Cathy: Where am I?

Aaah!

Jesus!
Help me.

( whispering )

No! That can't be.

( whispering )
Cathy...

( whispering )
Cathy...

No...

Not now.

John!

John: Uh...

I can explain this.
She enticed me.

Still...
I entice you!

Ellen:
You can explain it?

Can you?
Explain it to your whores!

Explain it to them
down in hell!

( growling )

( screaming )

Sister:
Where does this one go to?

Steve?

It goes to the tower
in the attic. Come on.

( whispering )

Steve:
Cathy? Nick?

- Where are you?
- Here!

( whispering )
Build with us...

I'm here.

( ruffling )

What is it?
What do you see?

Steve:
I could hear her breathing.

And I could smell her.

Sometimes I see her with a doll,
and sometimes with a hammer.

Maybe
she's really the same.

What are you
talking about?

It's no one.
Nevermind.

Come on.

( whispering )

That's for scaring me
all those years ago.

For trying to make me
take the hammer.

- Can could Ellen still be alive?
- Where has she been?

In a part of the house
ordinary people can't see.

Her husband was no suicide.
She killed him.

Steve:
A withered arm.

- That wasn't Ellen.
- Then who?

April.

Cathy:
But that means...

That Ellen's somewhere
still around here. Yeah.

( footsteps )

Uh-uh-uh-uh.

Sshhh!

Sukeena:
You just hush now, Mama.

Mrs. Waterman:
Help! Help me!

Help me!
( screaming )

( clock chimes )

I'm telling you
it was April Rimbauer.

Where is your proof?

We all saw it.

How many Indians left
by midnight, you think?

Please,
don't expect me to believe

that your 90-year-old
great aunt

is a vampire
living in a tower.

- As a scientist, I just can't...
- Steve: Don't be deliberately obtuse!

It's the house
that's the vampire.

- And I think you know that.
- Obtuse?

What a dreadfully big word
for a college dropout.

- Wouldn't you say?
- What a sharp tongue you have, Grandma.

Another country heard from.

- Tell me, big sis'.
- Be quiet.

- I don't want to talk to you.
- But I want to talk to you.

I'm curious.

How often do you dream
of her dying?

Tell the truth
and shame the devil.

Stop talking like that!

Why do you have
to be so miserable?

Because I am miserable,
you over-Christianized idiot!

- Sister: Don't you touch her!
- If he does, he'll regret it.

Oh, so strong and brave, threatening
the man with four missing fingers.

Emery:
What good is she anyway?

Does she even know
she's alive? I doubt it.

- Steve: Cut it out.
- Emery: Please...

what can you do to me
that's any worse

than what this house
will do?

Send you out of the room, maybe.
How would that be?

- Cathy: Don't go out there alone.
- Steve: Hey!

Hey!

It's true enough.

She's no good to herself
or to me, or to anyone.

All she can do is help the house
kill us. And it wants to.

I'm not psychic but I can feel
that it wants to.

Yeah.

( hammering )

We're running out of time,
aren't we?

Yes. That's why
we have to stay together.

Come on.

Steve, you have
to get through to Annie.

- You're the only one who can do it.
- Steve: I've tried.

Maybe I could on the outside, but
whatever's in here has closed her off.

Maybe...

Maybe you...

Help!

( computer beeping )

No change
in the temperature readouts!

No change
in any of the readouts!

Damn it!

No!

Emery!

Unbelievable.

- It has to be you.
- No, I...

Yes.

Joyce:
I forbid this!

You have no idea
how dangerous it is!

- Joyce: You can't interfere...
- Steve: Leave it alone.

They can't open themselves up
to the forces of this house!

It'll swat them
like flies!

- We don't have any other options.
- No.

Here...
Do you want to try, Annie?

Steve:
Yes, Annie. Try it.

Let's do it together,
shall we?

- That's good.
- You'd better stop.

- I'm warning you.
- Go on, Annie.

Yes, go on.

Make her stop!

Joyce:
You'll get us all killed!

Steve: Keep going!

Joyce: Stop it!
You're tearing it apart!

Stop it!

It stopped.

Steve: Joyce?

No!

Joyce, what are you...

Aaah!

Not there! Not there!

It's time to go.

Joyce: Go?

I'm all right.
I have 1000 things to do.

Annie, come on.

Steve: Dee, the house is open.
We have to leave.

Go on, get out.
Take that traitor with you.

Joyce, please!

- Let's get out of here.
- Joyce, listen to me!

Get out!

Steve!

First thing I want
is a morphine milkshake.

Mrs. Waterman: Emery?

The second thing I want...

Come here, Emmy!

I want to see if you've been
cleaning your nails!

I want to look
behind your ears!

I need to look at your teeth!
And what about down there?!

Come to Mommy, Emmy.
Come to Mama!

Have you been doing
that nasty thing again?

I hear you
in your room at night!

Mommy hears everything!

Help me, for God's sake!
Help me!

Emery! For once
in your miserable life,

fight her!

Not there! Not there!

Not there! Not there!

Not there! Not there!

- Not there!
- Come to Mommy, Emmy!

Mrs. Waterman: No!

I'll always be
there for you.

After all,
I'm your mother!

Not there!

Not there!

Ellen: Stevey?

Great grand-boy.

Take it. You wanted it then
and you want it now.

If you don't take it, you'll never
sleep without dreaming of it.

Take it. Help me.
Help us.

Help Rose Red.
Help us build.

Steve! No!
Please, don't take it!

He has no choice.
He's one of us.

Stevey...

But I do have a choice.

I don't want this.
You take it.

Let's get out of here!

( Ellen groaning )

No!

No!

Steve!

You took my Emers.

Bollinger: Say cheese.

Stay away from me!

He's gone.

Stay away from me.

- Nick: Joyce.
- Pam: Let me show you the garden.

There's lots
to investigate there.

Miller: You were right.
I apologize.

There is another world.

- No.
- It's quite wonderful.

Vo-doh-dee-oh-doh.

- And the best part is...
- You'll never have to leave.

- Joyce: Stay back!
- Deanna: Joyce.

Welcome home.

No!

No!

Bad!

Bad place.

Bad house.

Bad.

That's right, Annie.

Very bad.

( rumbling )

Oh dear God.

It's the stones again.

Make her stop!

I can't.

And I don't want her to.

Come on.

Good.

I think it's over.

It'll never be over
as long as the house stands.

Roses mean...?

Roses... mean...

remember.

That's right.
Roses mean remember.

- Monday.
- Monday it is.

A wrecking ball arrives
promptly at 7:00.

I'll keep
an eye on her.

Annie,
who's that one for?

I like your dress.
It's very pretty.

Can you still reach her
with your mind?

No.
But I don't have to.

We communicate pretty well,
don't we, Annie?

( car door opens )

( car doors close )

( engine starts )

( humming )