Amityville 4: The Evil Escapes Page #2
- Year:
- 1989
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The man dropped it at forty two.
No, don't be rude.
- I'm sorry, but expected to live beyond 42
years is neither unreasonable nor immoral.
Well, if there is any fault here, it's mine ...
prepared to earn a living.
Well, it was your choice to quit college.
- I know that.
Could we just get passed
the twenty year old arguments, please?
My problem right now is Jessica.
Well, she seems quite fine to me.
But Amanda ...
I mean, that make up and
those ... those clothes.
And Brian's hair.
Now, what sort of haircut is that?
- Mom, they're perfectly normal healthy kids.
It's superficial. It doesn't mean anything.
Maybe it should.
I have a daughter who talks,
like her father is still alive.
That's a problem.
She's regressed.
She's an eleven year old behaving
like a five year old.
Time and a new environment.
Yeah, I hope so.
Must be some kind of power surge.
What?
That was our song.
Frank's and mine.
More tea?
No, thanks.
Maybe that's Frank's way of welcoming us.
Maybe he thinks it's a good idea.
Just a coincidence. That's all.
Mom!
Let me see.
Oh, mom. That's bad.
Well, I have seen worse, but ...
I better put some aloe on it.
How could that happen?
Pretty bird.
Pretty bird.
Oh, come on, Fred. What's
wrong with you tonight?
Oh, I let too many people around.
Are they upsetting you?
Good night then.
See you in the sunshine.
Helen, Helen ...
Honey, you startled me.
You know, you're supposed to knock.
Can I sleep with you?
No, Jessica.
We have talked about this before.
You're a big girl now.
But I'm scared in there all by myself.
All right.
Since it's a new room for
you, but just for tonight.
Okay?
Jessica?
We got a flat tyre on the freeway.
Mom had to pull to the side of the road.
We've got a spare, but that was flat too.
Then we had to wait for over an hour
for the police to call a tow to get us out of it.
Then for seven hours for someone
to come and change the tyre.
Then we stopped to get something to eat.
We got burgers, fries and two hot chocolates.
Then started driving again. Brian got car
sick, but mommy couldn't stop on the freeway.
He got sick.
in the car.
Mommy, you scared him.
Scared who?
He's gone.
Jessie ...
There is nobody here.
Daddy was here.
Daddy's not here.
He was. I talked to him.
It was a dream.
- No. It was him.
I had a dream too. and it seemed
very real, but it wasn't.
And neither was yours.
Jessie, daddy's gone.
And he can't ever come back.
It was him!
Mom?
My blue sweaters are wrinkled from packing.
Can I wear yours?
Can't you wear something else today?
- I want the blue today.
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