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Ying, faint

Steve' Eve?

Steve, are you dressed?

Hey, come on. It's late. I goita get home.

I don't want fo be put on restriction again.

Steve' Eve?

Steve' Eve?

Are you there?

Listen, if you're to scare me, 0, I y0ut3 ying 10 joa

Steve, I warm you, I'l never come here with you again.

Steve, come on. Where are you?

9 sve.

Steven, where are you? Please answer me.

9 sve.

Bob?

Bob? Bob, where are you?

Bob?

Honey, you still have to pack away your foys.

Now, which ones you gonna take with you?

Bob, I'm talking fo you.

Bob!

Bob, will you please wake up?

Yhen daddy gets home, we

mommy?

What's the matter?

Mommy, why does that girl keep telling me I shouldn't go there?

The one standing at the window in that house.

At the window, huh

Look, we don't have time to play games now, honey.

Daddy will be home any minute. Now, where's the

ah, I guess she had something fo do.

Lel's just say you never saw her in the first place, right?

Yes, I did. I saw her face.

She was waving, and I could read her mouth.

And did she say anything to you?

Yep. She said that I shouldn't go over there.

Well, I don't know, Bobby.

Maybe because she didn't want you fo have to pack away your toys

the way you were supposed fo.

Come on, lazy bones. Get the lead out.

I os.

Mae.

Time to go, Mae.

Time to go home.

No. I can't go now.

I can't

Lucy still hasn't made up her mind.

You have a lot of guts picking up the reins

of someone else's research at its most critical point like this.

Especially when that someone else

was a scientist of Eric petersen's caliber.

You're the only man who can keep this project from going down the drain.

I mean, apart from the 5,000 more you're going fo be earning in a year,

you were petersen's protege,

and also, I believe, one of his best friends.

And I know you're itching to clear up his suicide.

'Tough one to expiain.

But I know you'll get to the bottom of it.

Well, I'll try.

'The important thing is, when this huge project gets published,

it have just your name on it.

Think what authorship can mean.

Yeah.

Why do you think Eric would have done in Sheila like that?

Acc

apprehensions'?

Yeah.

It's scary.

He organized the project, got it under way.

That he did.

And then, for no reason, abandoned everything.

Slaughtered his mistress and-

the times we have [0 live in.

Tad!

Well, boyle, when school is over, il drive up there and see you.

I'll be looking forward fo it, sir. Bye-bye.

Norman! Why my plants? Penny's gonna water them!

They're pretty.

Oh, for god's sake. New england's full of plants.

I don't trust penny. I'll take it

- you can stick it unaer- - What do you think? Everything here?

I think everything's here, but I really don't know how we're gonna fit it all in.

Think positive.

By the way, have you been to see Mrs. petersen?

Nah. No need to.

All his reference material is right there in the library.

Well, after all, he was a colleague of yours.

Let's just say we worked in the same field.

Sut, darling,

you couid have at least gone to pay your condolences.

What do you say to a widow whose husband had another woman

and one fine day slaughtered that other woman,

Then after mommy changed her mind for the tenth time,

- my fault, huh? - So where we gonna live?

In an even nicer piace, thanks to professor muller.

I wish!

Iu = llu = - j

- tired? - A little nervous.

Come on. You're gonna love it. Smell that country air.

No.

No jontdo it onl

Stay where. X hi whom you ue, Bob

will you get me some candy'?

After dinner, if you're a good boy.

Oh, I'm so late. I'm sorry. It's the start of the season.

Mr. and Mrs. boyle? How do you do? Hi.

- I'm Laura gittieson. - Nice to meet you.

Okay, well, you can already start to fill this out and sign it. Sit down, please.

I'm gonna get the keys for you, okay'?

I don't know exactly where I put them, but I-ah, yes, in the desk.

Anyway, you can move in as soon as you want.

We haven't had much time fo clean it up.

I'm sure you two will find it very comfortable.

Your predecessor was neat as a pin.

They did tell you it was the same house, didn't they?

In any case, poor Dr. petersen had been there such a short while.

Uh, that's on one month's rent.

Of course you've been there before, haven't you, Dr. boyle?

No.

Well, I should think they could take possession-

get the keys, Harold, would you, please?

What keys?

An.

Yeah, sure, okay. Oak mansion. Yeah.

Excuse me, John. I didn't mean to keep you waiting there.

Well, how do you find our little village?

It's not exactly New York, but I'm sure you'll grow to like it.

I hope 80.

I'm here.

Behind you. Ie . 0

on the other side of the street.

Hello.

Hello. My name is Mae.

My name is Bob.

My daddy's here [0 do some research.

Yeah, I know.

However, I thought I [oid you very clearly not to come.

I did my best. Only mommy wouldn't listen to me.

Parents never listen. They always do what they want.

You shouldn't have come, bod. Ave come, Bob

so, now, you two just follow me.

Okay. - That's my car there.

Where's...

Hmm?

Mrs. gittileson, hold on a second.

Go.

- Sob! - Mommy! Mommyt

I saw the girl from the old house.

- Why did you get out of the car? - See the doll she gave me to play with?

Everything all right? =she wanted to talk.

- She lives here foo. - I fold you fo stay there, not to move.

'They promise to come by Friday at the latest to hook the phone up.

Thank you very much.

Veil, I hope you enjoy your stay and your research, Mr. boyle.

Thank you. I hope so too.

And don't worry. As soon as I get back to town, I'l find you that babysitter.

That's very kind of you.

If there's anything else, you know where fo find me.

Okay.

Damn tombstones. A

Yeah, right.

Shades of walden pond.

Norman? Yeah?

This house is exactly like the one in the old photo in New York.

Ic = ac jc ot the local arcnltecture,

uh i1e 11's a.

You ready?

Don't you want to unload the car?

You got six months to contemplate nature.

And they're on the starting linet

and they're revving upt

There we go.

Now we have water in the kitchen.

I was thinking, maybe Bob and I should have stayed in New York.

Oh, for god's sake. Again?

Stop with this. Please.

Yeah. After all, six months goes by real quick, doesn't it?

Hey, come on. Don't you remember?

We decided it would be a vac: Cided it would be a vacation.

Listen, honey.

It means another $5,000 per year.

Do you realize?

We can refurnish the apartment in New York.

What's the matter? It's only a doll.

You're just tired, darling.

You really should take those pills Joe baker prescribed.

Why do you keep telling me fo go on with those pills?

P

They'll calm down your nerves.

My nerves are fine the way they are!

And besides, I read somewhere that those pills can provoke hallucinations.

Are you sure?

Well.

You can't say the house isn't quaint.

And Mrs. gittleson had the door nalled shut. Quaint.

Say the word, and I'll open it for you.

No. Go and fix the rooms first.

'Tonight I'd rather sieep in a real bed.

Wouldn't you?

All right.

Bob.

Bob! Look, it's time for your nap, honey.

Don't whine.

[Wheels whirring

= =

are you Mrs. boyle?

Yes.

Mrs., uh-Mrs. gittleson sent me over.

I'm Ann...

No, hon, it's all right. You keep the car.

But you'll need it to get home. Really, it's okay. I can take a bus.

But they only leave once an hour, and you'll have the groceries.

I don't have much to get, and I feel like a walk.

“Who can argue'? Oxay, ill keep the car.

Who was it?

Virs. Gittleson. She didn't see me.

Or she tumed the other way on purpose.

Or maybe you need glasses. Maybe.

Are you on top of it?

Yeah. I feel a little bit better now that I know that Ann's looking after Bob.

Not only did he come in less and less, but he acted differently.

I had the impression he, uh-he was growing obsessively jealous of Sheila.

Dr. boyle? Yeah?

Jal lil ais lie lil

please.

What was he so eager to discuss with you back then?

Sack when?

When you came fo visit him with your daughter. Don't you remember?

Last October, I think it was.

I never paid a visit to Dr. petersen.

In fact, this is the first time dial fo ol toul ht Ulla owi

are you sure?

Yes, of course. Positive.

And then, I have a son, not a daughter.

Strange. I could have swom-

Mr. wheatley? You called me?

If you need any books, documents, reference material of any kind,

feel free to call on our Mr. Douglas.

Thank you.

=verything's the way Dr. petersen left it.

Those are his notes.

I didn't dare move any of his material.

Are you going fo carry on ji. Fetersens researcn

well,

over here you'll find all the medical reports,

death certificates and lists of missing persons.

W hat ¢ d petersen need hat material for' vildl uia felelseln need umadal madlelia or?

I don't know.

He asked me fo get it.

And?

And... he answered

that he was doing a little private research.

- Yes. - Do you know anything about it?

No. But knowing petersen, I'm sure it's something fascinating.

If you need me, I'm in the next room.

You know where, uh, he hanged himself?

There.

Rrom that railing.

Do you know who that lady is, Bob?

She was the wife of Dr. ereudstein.

Who's Dr. freudstein?

Oh, and it's all a lie.

What's all a lie'? She's really not buried there.

Oh, I know.

She's not buried here.

'Yune 7, 1678.

Dr. Jacob Allan freudstein ls hereby suspended from the medical association

and banned from practicing the medical profession for fe.”

Bob?

Ann? Is that you?

Bob?

Ann?

Bob!

Annt

Norman.

Ann?

Yo0-hoo!

I'm home.

Lucy?

Lucy?

Lucy! What in god's name...

Lucy.

Lucy.

Hi

How do you feel?

- Have Bob and Ann come back? - Not yet.

Why can't we get something eise from Mrs. gittleson?

I mean, this house is so strange.

Sure, I can deal with a graveyard next door,

but to live with a tomb in your hallway?

It's just something you'll have to get used fo.

This ain't New York. =I know.

Most of the old houses in the area have tombs in them. Really.

It's because in the winter it freezes here.

Is that so? Yeah.

And the yard being like og ID 8 rok

no more ghost talk now, huh? I've got a surprise for you.

What is it? I did some clever scrounging.

And, well, darling, now we fry to solve the cellar door mystery.

No.

Chk! Onc -

now let's see.

- We're home, Mrs. boyle. - Daddy! Daddy!

You're back from work! Heyl

guess what. “What?

Today I saw my new girliriend again, and Mae said to tell you "hi."

And also fo mommy.

Hey, what are you doing?

Well, I want to show mommy there's, um, nothing behind the door.

How about giving me a hand? =sure.

Now this one didn't work. You fry it.

=no.

But weren't you with him?

Yes. All the time. Bob found iit.

Only trouble is-

thank you.

It's rusty as all get out.

Obviously petersen wasn't interested in cellars.

Must be years since...

- Should I come with you? - No. Stay with Bob.

Norman! Annt

- why did you shout like that? - It was just-

Help!

Kill it

See. I'll tell Mrs. gittleson.

And please tell her we want to move out no later than tomorrow.

Yes, very well.

Well, will it be-be dificult to find another house?

I can't really say, but I don't think so.

Thank god for that. Don't forget now- no later than tomorrow, okay?

Yes, very well.

- ['Il call Mrs. gittleson... - We going?

And have her stop over this evening.

No. No. Mm=-mmm.

It was inevitable. “What?

That they'd want to leave the freudstein property.

Nat nouseé is now called lak viansion

yeah, give the bad product a new label.

Well, call it what you will, but it's always been freudstein's house.

Mae.

I supppose so.

What were you doing by the window?

You can't ee it from here.

( Julie,

time to go fo bed.

Youn! Lom an bld don't go inside.

Not insic jl ls ide!

Doorbell

Mrs. boyle?

Ann?

Hello?

Ann?

Ann?

Ann?

Nol

Aad nol! Nol

nol

Good moming, Ann.

Good moming.

Made coffee.

Hmm.

What a shame you didn't come with us to the restaurant last night.

Well, at least your parents must have been glad you paid them a visit, huh?

Do you live far from here?

Hmm?

Norman. Yeah?

That girl Ann's a real weirdo. I can't get a word out of her.

Mmm.

What?

I don't know.

Petersen was reading up about a certain Dr. freudstein,

turn-of-the-century surgeon,

who had a penchant for legal experiments.

And what did that have fo do with his historical research?

Nothing. I nothing at all.

The best guess I can come up with...

Is that petersen was already going off the deep end.

Honey. Yeah?

That's why I have to take a trip fo New York.

Yeah.

I need muller's okay to follow up a hunch.

Which is that petersen's suicide was somehow connected

with his research on the surgeon freudstein.

An.

I-I-it's you.

Well, it's Sunday, and I thought

I know. What are you doing here?

Nothing.

Lust a routine chec o ol cd tuouuilic check.

One of my duties is to check all the wings of the library

on Sunday when we're closed.

I won't disturb you any longer. Excuse me.

Got you. - Only because I fell.

Otherwise, you wouldn't have come near me.

I have to get home or Ann will yell at me.

Mom's gone shopping, and she still thinks I'm up in my room napping.

- No, Ann won't get mad. - I tell you, she will.

- Mommy told her I was not fo go out. - Don't go in the house, Bob.

Don't worry. I'll just fake it a minute or two and then sneak out again.

See ya.

Wait for Mel under the oak!

No, Bob, don't go inside. I warned you not to.

/fs been days and days since I stopped work for this.

I can't eal I cant sleep.

I've got fo.

I've lost all crilical perspective. '7 lal 0 '7c [uie

Freudstein's house.

I'hat anguished crying.

And shella smiles.

Yvile if nn / do fom ake her. Helleve me?

Yes this is all unreal.

Freuastein's house draws me like an infernal magnet...

How many have wandered innocently into the walling spider web?

How many more are doomed io follow?

The smell of the rooms terrifies me

nd lures me on.

The smell of blood

how many more are still fo come?

Dnward info the depths of this mystery.

I ww, 2/1 f 0 know-know the worst

0 onw ard fo find oo: 1

find out!

Freuvdstein.

His voice.

Iaa blooc 2 iiia

woouu.

Not only blood. ' ' J jiu

his voice.

I can hear it now.

I hear it!

I hear it everywhere!

Sheilal

do you believe me now?

Do you belleve me?

No. No!

Sheila.

No?

No! Not the children?

No?

And they're on the starting grid set for the big race, yogi.

And Bob boyle takes the lead!

But car number two bumps it off the track.

And he's back on again.

Norman.

Norman.

Bob!

Where are you?

'Wer me.

Come on. Quit playing.

Bob?

Are you down there?

You all right?

Um, you want me fo-

you want me to come down and help you?

Bob!

Is that you?

Bob?

Please, answer me.

Bob! Open the door

Open the door

Bob, open the door! Open the door

help! Somebody help Mel

okay, yogi, we've gotta go rescue Ann.

Oh, god! Open the door

=nol

Ann?

Annt

Ann?

Annt

Bob?

Ann?

Can you help me?

Annt

Bob?

Bob!

Mommy.

80d. Mommy.

What's the matter?

It was awful. It was awful. “Where's Ann? What happened?

I don't know, but-

were you playing? You mean, she hiding and you got scared, or what?

V ogianc re racng a 1u eal ullo ule dlll

and I went down fo the cellar. And poor Ann-...

And?

And they cut off Ann's head.

What?

Ah Arn [tell aown he stairs.

- Dariing. - It was lying there.

And I saw it. I did. Bob!

Bob, really.

- It's true, mommy. I saw her. - Yes, yes. Don't worry. It's all right.

You really scared me, you know that?

It's the truth, mommy. Honest. I saw it roll down the stairs.

What are you doing here?

I happen to be the caretaker, and we're closed now.

I'm looking for a tomb.

Who ie tomb?

A Dr. freudstein's.

Oh, you too?

What do you mean? “Well, you're not the first.

I came over 200 miles to see this fomb, and I wanna see it.

Well, you shouldn't have bothered. There's no Dr. freudstein here.

But...

According to the official records, he was buried here.

The official records don't mean a thing.

It's a lot of bunk that freudsiein's buried here-just gossip.

Now, come on. The cemetery's closed. Let's go.

You mind?

Thanks, mommy.

Ann will come back. You'll see.

She's probably just gone to visit her parents, that's all.

Go to sleep now. Come on.

There we are.

I's late.

Ann! Mommy says youre not dead.

Annt

You there?

Mommy!

Mommy!

Viommy!

Mommy!

Mommy!

Mommy! Let me out!

Let me out, mommy! Bob?

Let me out! I'm in the cellar!

Let me out, mommy!

Bob?

Let me out! =bob!

What-

mommy! Mommy!

Open the door for me! It's scary in herel

don't worry, honey. Mommy!

I at me out of here! I'm scared

stay calm. Mommy will get you out.

Use the key like daddy did! I don't wanna stay in here!

- Just a minute. - Let me out!

I'm coming.

Let me out, mommy! =-that's not it.

Mommy!

- Keep calm! - What are you doing? Hurry!

Okay, I'm there.

Tum.

Mommy!

Open the door

( I ey 1-1 sl 1s u

Mommy, please don't leave me in here!

Come on

mommy! Mommy, are you there?

I know. I know. Wait a minute.

Why don't you unlock the door'? Unlock I

Somebody is there! Get the door open!

He's coming fo get me.

Bob!

=no!

Inot -

Bob.

Mommy! -

Lucy!

What's the matter?

Is Bob in there? =yes.

We goita get him out right now and leave this house fast.

What do you mean?

Later. Why?

Where's the ax? Where's the damn ax?

Bob.

- Yes, daddy? - Keep away from the door.

Yep, I will.

Out. Don't worry, Bob. I'll get you

why? Who's in there'? Who's in this house?

Dr. freudstein.

Petersen found out the truth. That's why-why he killed himself.

What?

Mommy! Mommy! Mommy!

Bob!

T was freudstein that killed Sheila.

Nol

Bob.

He needs human victims to renew his cells.

That's how he stays alive. =bob.

Bob!

Aad nol! Nol

Norman!

Bob! Bob, the steps. Quick.

Hurry!

No. Nol

Mommy!

Aad nol! Nol

mommy!

V ve - s00

and remember your manners.

Now that Bob is staying, show him you can act like a freudstein.

You know some other guest is surely destined to drop in.