Dead Silence Page #2

I hear you've

brought her home.

- Yeah.

- Don't worry.

I'll call Henry Walker,

make the arrangements.

No, that's okay,

I can take care of it.

Jamie, please. As your father,

it's the least I can do.

You've done the least

you can do my whole life.

It's too late

for charity now.

Is that why you've come here,

to remind me what a bad

father I've been to you?

In light of what has happened, I was

hoping we could put that in the past.

I didn't come

to talk about that, I...

I came to ask you something.

Do you remember when I was a

kid, Mom used to read me a poem?

Do you remember what it was?

What poem?

"Beware the stare

of Mary Shaw

"She had no children,

only dolls

"And if you see her

in your dreams..."

"Be sure you never,

ever scream"

You know it?

It's just a scary poem parents would

tell their kids to keep them in line.

No. It's more than just a ghost story.

And the adults believed in it, as well.

We live

in a small town, Jamie.

Small minds breed

small-minded superstitions.

That's all.

There's nothing else to tell.

Nothing?

Edward,

your son has been

through a lot.

Why don't we make up

a room for him?

No, that's okay.

I'm not staying long.

I got a funeral to prepare.

Jamie, Jamie!

Jamie! Please wait.

Won't you stay the night here?

It was nice meeting you, Ella.

Your father's changed. He's not

the same man that you remember.

Really?

You see that?

Mom used to be in that picture with

us, until he drove her to kill herself.

Had his second wife

in that one there.

But she was smart enough

to leave.

So, it's a good thing you're

going to outlive him, lady.

There'll be no one

to paint you out.

MARION:
What more?

What more do you

want from me?

Peck, peck, peck,

peck, peck, peck.

I must say I was deeply

saddened to hear the news.

If you're up to it, I can walk you

through the various casket options we have.

Or we can do it later.

It's okay.

Let's... Let's do it now.

Okay. Now, I don't know

what your preferences are.

Have you spoken

to her family yet?

Only once. We didn't really

talk about casket choices.

When is she arriving?

Tonight.

Once the police have released

her body, then I'll pick her up.

Oh, I'll need you to fill out

these forms, at your convenience.

(NEON SIGN BUZZING)

(DRIPPING)

(BUZZING STOPS)

(AMBIENT NOISE DISAPPEARING)

(INAUDIBLE)

LISA:
Jamie.

MARY SHAW:
Jamie!

(GHOSTLY MOANING)

(NEON SIGN BUZZING)

No, it can't be.

(GHOSTLY BREATHING)

Marion?

Marion, is that you?

Marion, I told you

not to go down there anymore.

MARION:

The silent time's here.

Now, come out of there

and go to bed.

She's here now.

I know it.

Marion,

I don't have time

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