A Haunting at Silver Falls Page #2

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I have caller I.D.

And will now commence stalking.

- Don't tell me.

Miss Hollywood.

And you must be looking

for my handsome son.

The valedictorian.

Who scored 2400 on his S.A.T.S.

- Hi, Mr. Parrish.

- Dr. Parrish.

- Dr. Parrish.

Jordan, not "miss Hollywood."

- But the same Jordan

who got my son arrested

for carrying enough alprazolam

to sedate a horse.

- No.

No, not that Jordan.

- How's that gonna look

on a Stanford application,

do you think?

- They don't have to know.

- He was arrested.

- By who, Robbie's dad?

I mean, I'm sure

we can work something out.

- Hmm, so you've been here

two weeks

and you've got us dialed in,

don't you?

- No, I'm just...

- Staying away from my son.

He's grounded.

You can see him at school,

because I can't help that,

but that's it.

Good-bye, Jordan.

- Jordan.

- We might be

in over our heads.

- We can deal.

With anything, right?

- Right.

My turn.

- It's not nice

to sneak around.

- I didn't mean to.

My door keeps opening.

- Oh. Country homes

have their own personality.

Your door's

just expressing itself.

- I locked it.

- Then it wouldn't have opened.

- Maybe you thought

you locked it.

- Look, if you're scared,

you can sleep with us.

- Kevin, that...

that sounded bad.

- I meant in here

on a sleeping bag.

- I'm not sleeping very well.

- There's a wool blanket

in the second closet.

It's heavy.

It might help you sleep.

- And, Jordan, next time,

when our door is shut

and you need something,

knock.

- [Screams]

- Have you seen my silk scarf?

It's black and gold.

Actually, don't ask me how,

but it's hermes.

I had it in my room,

but it's gone.

- Did my mom sleepwalk?

- No.

- Maybe I sleepwalk.

The pictures.

The door.

Stuff.

Maybe.

- Or maybe it's the wind.

Oh, by the way, I found some

candy wrappers in your room.

Be careful.

We get mice.

- I'm gonna be late.

- It's black and gold,

the scarf.

If you see it.

[Door opens and shuts]

[Thud]

[School bell rings]

- After you.

Now isn't this better?

Only a matter of time.

- Come here.

- Did Robbie

really drive you home?

- I couldn't find you.

- Don't...

- What?

- Give me the "we should be

friends" speech.

I know it by memory.

- Why would I do that?

- Robbie said

he drove you home.

Emphasis on "drove."

- And you believed him?

- Well, not at first,

but I figured

I was just being delusional.

- Robbie doesn't know anything

about driving.

But you do.

- No.

No, no.

Actually, yeah.

Yes, I do.

- You drive with your heart.

- I so did not want

to be your friend.

- How long

are you grounded for?

- I told my dad

that I bought the stuff,

but he doesn't believe me.

- Oh.

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