Insidious: Chapter 2

Hi. I'm Elise.

You must be Lorraine.

Yes. Nice to meet you.

I'm sorry it's so late.

My day job kind of makes

raising my son a night job.

Don't worry about it.

In my line of work, things tend

to happen when it gets dark.

Please.

Thank you.

Ahoy, Carl!

Elise,

thank you for coming.

I didn't know what else

to do, except call you.

Oh, I understand.

You had a big problem

and you thought

you'd make it my problem, too.

Is that it'?

Uh, uh...

I'm teasing.

You know I'm always

happy to help, Carl.

Would you like

some coffee or tea?

No, thank you.

I'd like to get started

right away, if that's okay.

Carl told me

on the phone

your son is the one

affected, is that right?

Yes, that's right.

My son, Josh.

Something

is following him.

Show her.

I started with

all the usual checks,

mental health tests,

medical records.

Everything normal.

Then I saw the photos.

First noticed it

about six weeks ago.

Thought it was

a camera problem.

Then it became apparent

that it was more than that.

I interviewed the boy.

He won't tell me anything.

He's afraid.

I'm afraid, too.

There's something in this house.

I can feel it.

It doesn't

want me here.

May I meet him?

Hi, Josh. I'm Elise.

I would love to ask you

some simple questions.

Do you like living here?

Yeah, I guess

Are there a lot of kids your

age in this neighborhood?

A few.

One kid lives next door.

That must be fun.

Is there anything you don't like

about living in this house?

I have bad dreams

sometimes.

What happens

in your dreams?

I'd like to try something

with you, Josh.

And I promise,

it won't hurt.

I want you to just relax.

Listen to the ticking.

Focus on it.

Tune everything

else out.

Feel yourself

getting sleepier.

We are now inside

your dream, Josh.

Look around.

What do you see?

I see myself

sleeping in bed.

Are you

in your bedroom?

No.

I'm somewhere dark.

It's always dark here.

Are you alone?

No.

She's here.

Who is "she"?

She says

she's a friend.

She visits me every night.

Where is she

right at this moment?

Is she here in

this house with us?

I'd like

to talk to her.

Okay, we're gonna play

a little game, Josh.

It's called

Hot and Cold.

I'll walk around

the house,

and you tell me if I'm

getting warmer or colder.

Cold.

Warm.

Warmer.

Colder.

Getting warm.

Hotter.

It's very hot.

Please get out of there.

Who are you'?

What do you want'?

What happened'?

I saw what haunts him,

and it's not a friend.

It's a parasite. I've never

felt such a malignant presence.

It wants to be him.

Miss Lambert,

I think your son has a

unique ability a gift.

When he sleeps at night, he's

able to go places, see things.

Things no living person

is supposed to see.

Only now, one of the

dead has seen him, too.

Oh' my God.

Well, can you stop it'?

I could take away his gift

to suppress his memory

of his ability.

How would we do that'?

I'll show you.

Do whatever you have to

Make him forget.

One morning, Dalton

just wouldn't wake up.

We took him to the best

doctors we could find,

but none of them

had any idea.

Eventually,

we just took him home,

still in his coma.

Then things started

happening around the house.

Unexplained things.

I got so freaked out,

we moved.

But they kept happening.

And you believe that there was

some sort of supernatural force at work?

When did you hire

the services

of the deceased

Elise Rainier?

When we ran out

of places to go.

It says in your

statement, Mrs. Lambert,

that last night, at

approximately 10:00 p.m.,

Elise put your husband

into a state of hypnosis.

She did this as

part of a ritual that

she believed

would allow him to

"project his unconscious

into a..." Uh...

I'm sorry, I can't read

my own handwriting.

"...Into a spirit realm, where

he could locate your son

"and bring him back

to consciousness."

Now, did you really

believe that would help?

I had to. Whatever

she did, it worked.

Dalton woke up.

And what happened

after your son woke up?

Josh!

Josh, where are you'?

Josh!

Renai.

I'm right here.

Renai!

What?

Oh, no, no, no.

Elise! Elise!

Mom, get Dalton out of here!

Call an ambulance!

No, no, no. Elise!

Oh, no!

No, no!

What'?

Why are you looking

at me like that?

You think I did this?

Did you believe him'?

He's my husband. That's

not what I asked.

Yes, I believed him. My husband

isn't capable of killing anybody.

This is a photo Elise took

seconds before she was killed.

Can you tell me who that

is in this picture?

There were a lot of strange

things happening in our house.

I saw apparitions,

lots of them.

Are you telling me that this

is a photograph of a ghost'?

Listen, I'm not interested

in ghosts, Mrs. Lambert.

I'm interested in the living

people who create them.

Elise has marks

on her neck

that were put there

by human hands.

I'll let you know if forensics

matches those marks to your husband.

Jessica, we're home.

Hey, guys.

Dad! Look what I made. Hey.

What?

It's a cup phone.

See? You put your ear in that,

and I put my mouth in that.

You are a genius. Absolute brilliance.

Thanks for watching them.

Say hi to your mom from me.

I will.

Oh. Mom,

I'll get that.

I'll go up

and make the beds.

All right.

Time for bed, boys.

How long are we

gonna be here for?

We're gonna be at Grandma's

house for a little bit

while the police

work at our house.

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