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Wow.

You should be proud.

Oh.

What?

I swear, I only read it for the articles.

- Who the hell are you people?

- Well, let's just say we're art lovers.

- You're after the Baphomet statue.

- Bingo, give that girl a prize.

- You're the bastard who killed my sister.

- That's not what the police say. Not at all.

But I must admit, the suicide note?

Oh.

That was inspired.

I think Helmut Newton here

has got the hots for his boss.

You're gonna pay

for what you did to my sister.

Oh, let's not get abusive,

now, sweetheart.

I urged your sister to cooperate.

She chose to be a b*tch.

I highly suggest

you don't follow her example.

Let's go, kids.

Get up. Come on.

Come on.

- Get up. Come on.

What are you doing?

Looks like the two of you

are gonna be joining us on a trip.

Why? You got what you came for.

I can't have you running

to the cops.

I seriously doubt the authorities would fall

for yet another suicide in the family.

Do you?

Pretty creepy, isn't it?

You know, they say that the souls

of the people who died here...

...apparently still haunt the house.

They also say that people who

believe in ghosts should be on Prozac.

I'm sorry, I wasrt listening,

I was looking at your breasts.

Kyle.

So why is it that this can't wait

till tomorrow, again?

The journal is missing

and I'm not taking any chances.

If the Baphomet idol really is here...

...you think I'm gonna let someone else

walk away with the prize?

It'll be okay.

You make a beautiful couple.

Wow.

This place is gnarly.

Ironic, isn't it?

Years of searching the globe...

...when I should've been looking

in my own backyard.

Uh, question.

What?

How does a medieval artifact end up

in Vannacutt's loony bin, anyway?

Vannacutt was a big art collector,

traveled all across the world.

He believed art could be therapeutic.

You know, soothe disturbed minds.

Heh. Isn't that the way you feel about

your action-figure collection, Kyle?

Ow. Not funny.

Lovely, isn't it?

Who needs the journal when

you got the best gear money can buy?

Now, listen up, class.

GPR, ground-penetrating radar.

Emits an electromagnetic signal.

Allows you to locate anomalies

or hollow spaces.

Huh.

Oh, my God, you're right. It so works.

All right. You're coming with us.

- Why?

- Well, your sister was obsessed...

...with the house. Um...

I figure she told you a thing or two

that could prove useful.

Why would I help the man

that killed my sister?

Because you don't want me to become

the man who killed your boyfriend.

Sam's gonna stay here with pretty boy.

Make sure you don't get any funny ideas,

because Samuel will kill you.

Right, Samuel?

Huh?

Oh, yeah, I'll kill you.

See?

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