American Conjuring Page #3

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short while in the '60s,

but then closed it down

and the family took over.

No, nothing bad

ever happened here.

Just good people trying

to raise families.

Like you folks.

- Yeah, you obviously don't

know our family too well.

- Zoe, please.

- Teddy, please forgive

our teenage daughter.

You know, she's

at that tender age

where she likes to

do anything she can

to get a rise out

of her parents.

- Well, only one of

my parents is here.

- Zoe, stop it!

- I like this one.

You should keep her.

She reminds me of me.

Used to say just about anything

to make my parental

units squirm.

Ah, basement.

Basement.

- Oh my God.

- Why would you do

something like that?

- Mom, I didn't do that.

- Your behavior today

has been intolerable.

You know, Ben is trying

to be a good Dad to you.

Don't give him such a hard time.

- Well, he's not my Dad, Mom.

Remember you divorced my Dad.

- You and I are gonna

have a long chat later.

- As you can see, there's

not a lot of things

that need any major repairs.

Most of it's cosmetic.

You might to change

out some plumbing

or replace some shingles,

but that's about it.

- Well, I'm hoping that

doesn't cost too much.

I kinda went over my

budget on this one.

- Over your budget?

You low-balling bastard.

I'm givin' away my

inheritance here.

Besides, if you decided

you didn't wanna stay,

you could always fix the

place up on the cheap,

and sell it for a nice profit.

- No, I think after

doing all that work

we would stick around.

- Good to hear.

Joan and I will be close by.

You can come over,

barbecue, weekends.

Sunday fun-day, my friend.

- Are there any other

kids around here?

- I'm sure there are.

- Who was the lady

that was upstairs?

- Lady?

What lady, baby?

- When I went to get Chloe,

there was woman

upstairs looking at me.

- Maybe you were

just looking at me.

Or Zoe.

- I know what you

guys look like.

It wasn't either of you.

- Well, I assure you,

there's nobody else here but us.

- Right, so even though it

looks like Dracula lives here,

it's just the regular

old Harrison's.

- Hey, it doesn't look like

Dracula lives here, okay.

Stop scaring your sister.

- Fine, the Adams family then.

- Zoe, cut it out will you.

- I'm not scared, Mommy.

I know that this

is all fake anyway.

- Smart girl.

Well, let's see the

rest of the house.

Shall we?

Ah sh*t.

I thought this was gonna happen.

- Who is that?

- I'll take care of it.

- Teddy, please don't tell me...

- It's already done.

- What?

Did you tell them

what happened here?

Get your f***ing

hands off me, Teddy.

- If you f*** this up for me,

you're gonna regret it.

Do you understand me?

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