Insidious: Chapter 3 Page #3

- Goodbye. Goodbye.

- See you later, ladies.

Let's get out of here.

Come on, lesbo!

Quinn! No! No!

Someone help us, please!

On my count. One, two, three!

Get the crash cart here.

Okay, get a new line in her.

Monitor's showing V-tach.

Okay, we got multiple compound fractures

on the right leg.

- BP is 163, dropping. Rate's degrading.

- Okay, give me one amp of epi.

Paddles on 360.

Charge on 360! Do it! We got...

Okay, we got her. We got her back.

Let's keep her stable, folks.

Mom?

Hey, it's Dad.

Honey, I'm here.

Do you remember anything?

I was with Maggie.

And there was this man waving at me.

He was at the theater, too.

And then everything went dark.

One second, hon.

- Mr. Sean. How are you doing?

- Hey, Harry.

You know, we're really sorry to hear

about what happened to your daughter.

Thanks, Harry.

She's here. That's what counts.

The man who can't breathe.

The man who lives in the vents.

I heard him saying your name last night.

I heard him in your room

while you were gone.

He's up there right now,

standing in your room.

You will see him.

- Surprise!

- Surprise!

Welcome home, bad ass.

- My gosh, Quinn.

- Yeah, I'm all busted.

Wheelchair's just until

the bones in her legs heal.

Yeah. Thank God. Thank God.

Listen, I'm just happy

that you're gonna get better.

Some people are crazy.

The way they drive around

this neighborhood, you know?

- I'm so sorry this happened to you.

- Yeah, it's pretty embarrassing.

- I sent some flowers.

- We got 'em.

Hey. Can I tag this thing or what?

Is that a clich?

No. Knock yourself out.

Wow, you have been saving that one.

You just had to wait

for Quinn to get hit by a car.

I think she's done being shown off now.

Listen, we just wanted

to see you, Quinn. Okay.

Listen, anything you need.

- Thanks, Ernesto.

- Well, I mean it.

See you later.

Home again home.

All right, ready?

One, two, three.

Great neighbors we have.

Crazy cat lady on one side

and a boy who's clearly

in love with you on the other.

He's not in love with me.

You know, everyone that looks at me

isn't in love with me, Dad.

Especially since I'm a cripple now.

Hey. No sarcasm.

Not since I got you

such an awesome gift basket.

Everything you like. Books.

Bell. In case you want me

to wait on you.

Some French food? French onion dip?

Snacks.

What?

I'm vegetarian.

- Really?

- Yeah.

- When did that happen?

- It doesn't matter.

- Thank you.

- Yeah.

So...

Did any letters come from any schools?

No, I don't want you

to worry about that right now.

The only thing I want you to think

about right now is getting better.

Understand?

Think of it as a gift-wrapped excuse

to do your favorite thing in the world.

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