The Dunwich Horror Page #2

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SUPERSTITIOUS FOOLS.

THAT'S EVEN CRAZIER

THAN YOU SAID.

WOULD YOU LIKE TO COME IN

AND SEE THE INSIDE?

OH, NO, NO.

I'D LIKE TO,

BUT REALLY,

I SHOULD START BACK.

JUST HAVE A DRINK...

OR CUP OF TEA.

I REALLY SHOULDN'T.

PLEASE.

OK.

[Nervous laugh]

WELL?

WHAT DO YOU THINK?

[Nervous laugh]

WELL, I DON'T KNOW

WHAT TO THINK.

I'M GLAD YOU FIND IT

INTERESTING.

WOULD YOU LIKE:

A CUP OF TEA?

PLEASE.

FINE.

IT'S BEEN A LONG RIDE.

IF YOU FEEL:

LIKE FRESHENING UP,

THERE'S A BATHROOM

RIGHT THROUGH THAT DOOR.

THANK YOU.

[Door opens]

[Door closes]

[Kettle whistles]

[Strange noises like wind]

WILBUR!

WILBUR!

THIS IS MY GRANDFATHER.

I WANT TO SPEAK TO YOU.

WE WERE JUST GOING

TO HAVE SOME TEA.

I'LL SEE YOU

WHEN WE'RE FINISHED.

I'LL BE WAITING FOR YOU.

SORRY.

SIT DOWN, NANCY.

I THOUGHT YOU:

LIVED ALONE.

GEE, I'M SORRY

HE FRIGHTENED YOU.

DO YOU WANT:

SUGAR OR CREAM?

NO, THANK YOU.

TELL YOU THE TRUTH, I DIDN'T

THINK HE'D BE UP THIS LATE.

OH, IT'S ALL RIGHT.

IT'S JUST THAT

HE STARTLED ME.

WILBUR, WHEN YOU

WERE IN THE KITCHEN,

I HEARD STRANGE SOUNDS.

OH? WHAT KIND OF SOUNDS?

I'M NOT SURE.

I MEAN,

IT SOUNDED LIKE WIND...

OR THE OCEAN.

THAT'S WHAT IT WAS.

THIS PLACE IS SO OLD.

WHEN THE WIND BLOWS,

EVERYTHING KIND OF CREAKS.

OH, WILBUR,

I'M SORRY.

I DROPPED:

SOMETHING BEFORE.

OH?

THE...GLASS.

OH. [Chuckles]

THAT'S NOTHING.

IT'S ALL RIGHT.

WELL...

I GUESS I'D

BETTER START BACK.

FINISH YOUR TEA.

NO, REALLY, NO.

IT'S LATE. I MUST GO.

I UNDERSTAND.

WELL, YOU COME BACK AND

VISIT SOON, WILL YOU?

WE'LL SEE EACH OTHER AGAIN.

[Engine sputtering]

WHAT'S WRONG?

HELL, I DON'T KNOW.

I WISH I COULD HELP, BUT I

DON'T KNOW MUCH ABOUT CARS.

[Sighs] I DON'T THINK

THIS THING'S GONNA START.

MAYBE WE OUGHT:

TO PHONE A GARAGE.

YOU WOULDN'T BELIEVE IT,

BUT I DON'T

HAVE A TELEPHONE.

WELL, THAT'S GREAT.

NOW WHAT AM I GONNA DO?

[Chuckles] I DON'T KNOW.

[Nervous laugh]

YOU-YOU KNOW,

THIS IS REALLY:

A GOOD IDEA.

I'M COMPLETELY

WIPED OUT.

I--I DON'T EVEN

THINK I COULD DRIVE

IF I HAD TO.

I'M SURE YOU'LL FEEL

BETTER IN THE MORNING.

OH, YES. YES.

I'M SORRY ABOUT THIS ROOM,

BUT IT HASN'T BEEN USED

FOR YEARS AND YEARS.

OH, NO, NO.

DON'T APOLOGIZE.

IT'S FINE, FINE.

UH...LET'S SEE.

HERE'S A NIGHTGOWN

YOU CAN PUT ON IF YOU LIKE.

THANK YOU.

[Sighs] WILBUR...

GOOD NIGHT.

GOOD NIGHT.

WHO IS SHE?

JUST A GIRL.

SHE GAVE ME A RIDE HOME.

DOES ANYONE KNOW

SHE'S OUT HERE?

NO.

SUPPOSE SHE GOES UP THERE?

SHE WON'T.

SHE HAS NO REASON TO.

[Rattling]

[Strange music]

[Laughing]

[Laughing]

[Screaming]

[Screaming]

[Cackling]

[Panting]

[Elizabeth] SHE DIDN'T

COME HOME LAST NIGHT.

SHE MUST'VE DRIVEN

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