I'll Haunt You When I'm Dead

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Uh-ah.

Is anybody...

Is anybody here?

Katie?

Hilary?

Matthew?

Oh, kids, if you can hear me...

just know that I'm sorry!

I'm so sorry!

Da... Daddy?

- Daddy?

- Daddy?

I'm here!

- Daddy!

- Be quiet.

I can hear you!

Daddy, Im scare! Im scare!

Stop.

- Dad, no!

- Matthew.

- Matthew, is that you?

- Yes, that's my daddy.

- Daddy?

- She's coming.

Dad! She's coming...

- I don't understand!

- She's coming closer, Daddy.

Daddy? Dad.

I don't understand you!

She's coming closer!

Daddy?

She's here.

She's here.

She's here.

She's here.

I'm sorry.

- Happy birthday.

- Happy birthday, Matthew!

So,...

you want to hear a ghost story?

Well, every ghost story

begins with a house...

and a tragedy.

And so we begin with mine.

Moving into that house

was supposed to be a new beginning

for me, Franklin, and the kids.

I was a pediatrician,

Franklin, a dentist.

We even built our practices there.

But after it started to happen...

Business dropped off.

After all, what good's a pediatrician

who can't keep her own babies alive?

911. What's your emergency?

Oh, my God!

What just happened?

Tell me what happened.

Headstrong Matthew...

little Hilary...

and our free spirit, Kate.

Call it a wretched twist of fate.

Call it the Wrath of God.

I don't care what you name it.

All I know is, it took them.

It took each and every one of them.

People around here had a name for it.

They called it, "The Morello Curse. "

I heard them whispering after Hilary went.

But by the time Franklin took

his tumble and left me alone,

the whispers stopped.

The silence had a voice, and it said,

"There, but for the grace of God, go I. "

KRB 94.1

Current weather for the region

looking like snow.

Can somebody please

change the station?

Yeah, we're not gonna pick up

much out here, honey.

Dad, seriously. Where is this place?

- He's lost.

- I am not lost.

Honey, you're lost.

No, I'm just trying-

You're lost. Admit it.

I'm just trying to find

the turnoff where we have to go.

He's lost.

Yep, I'm lost.

Wait, I actually think

this is it, right here.

And you must be the Ashers.

I'm glad you could make it.

- It's nice to finally meet you.

- Nice to meet you.

- How you doing?

- Good.

You're gonna love the place.

Come on in.

Go ahead and show yourselves around.

Evan?

So, what do you think?

Of the attic?

No.

Of the house.

- It's big.

- Yeah.

There's a pool out back.

I mean, it's kind of shabby,

but it's pretty nice.

It's a little creepy, though.

Just needs some moving into.

You know, there's a master

bedroom downstairs

with a sick bathroom and a balcony.

So I highly doubt Mom and Dad

will be considering this room.

Which means it's up for grabs.

Shouldn't I be the one getting

something in exchange

for all this getting uprooted business?

I mean, you can come

and go as you please.

I, on the other hand, am stuck here.

Oh, poor Evan.

Has to live in a big house

with a pool in the backyard.

You could have some seriously

big game-changing

parties here, little brother.

Sh*t!

What?

What kind of people leave something

like that just sitting there?

Jeez.

Looks like that kid who died

in that car accident.

You know what?

You can have it.

Take your time, talk it over,

and I'll be waiting right outside.

Yeah.

So what do we think?

It's pretty great.

But...

It's kind of creepy.

You're just thinking too much

about the last family.

What happened to the last family?

Nothing. They just-they had to move out.

I mean, the place needs some fixing up,

and, yeah, there's

some weird stuff. But,...

I like it.

I love it.

So you think we can live here?

Yeah.

I guess we could.

Thanks.

- Here?

- Yeah.

- Oh.

- Let me see.

This could be in the dining room.

Oh, I like this one.

I love it.

Yeah?

Is that her?

Is that who?

Oh, yeah.

That's her.

I wonder what she's doing here.

We should go say hi.

No. I don't want any

of her juju rubbing off on me.

Alan. All right, tough guy.

- I, for one, am immune to juju.

- Uh-huh, sure, you are.

- Famous last words.

- Shh.

Dr. Morello?

Mrs. Asher?

Oh, call me Emily.

Of course. Call me Janet.

I don't want to intrude.

It's just that I left something behind.

Do you mind?

No, of course not.

Do you know where it is?

I do.

Thank you, Emily.

Thanks.

Can I help you?

Oh, hello there.

I'm Dr. Morello.

I used to live here.

Oh.

Hi.

I remembered that

I left something here.

I don't want it to get thrown away.

The portrait?

My son's portrait.

You didn't throw it away, did you?

No.

No, of-of course not.

Good.

There you are.

Right where you left him.

How old are you? 18?

Yeah.

He was your age when he died.

This is his room.

Thank you.

Bye.

Did you find what you were looking for?

Yes.

Good. Good.

I apologize.

- For what?

- If I seem sullen.

Oh, don't be silly.

These transitions can be hard.

I've had a hard time, Emily.

I know.

Hey, Mom!

The closet door's locked.

Do you have the key to open it?

One second, Sarah!

I'm so sorry.

Those kids, they're really spoiled.

I say go ahead and spoil them.

It's too late for anything else, I think.

Well, it was nice to officially meet you.

The pleasure was mine.

You're very kind, Emily.

Now, you go spoil those kids of yours.

Okay. I will.

Okay. Dig in.

Oh, wait. Hold on. Hold on.

I- I'd like to propose a toast.

Umm... At times like these,

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