Insidious Page #3
-There's nobody here.
-I saw someone!
Okay, take her, get Foster,
go in Dalton's room.
-Foster!
-What's going on?
The alarm's gone off!
God damn it!
Thanks, guys.
I'll see you tomorrow.
Hey, honey. It's me.
They just told me, I've got to...
I'm gonna have to stay late tonight to...
and it's gonna be a while so...
You don't have to wait up, okay?
I'll be home as soon as I can. I love you.
Did he respond to any of the new tests?
No. No, he didn't.
But we have to give it time.
I've seen coma patients
with a much longer inactivity time
He's not in a coma.
They don't know what to call it.
They don't know what to do with him,
so they've just given up.
I feel like the universe is just
trying to see how far I'll bend before I break.
Well, the universe picked a fight
with the wrong chick.
That's okay. I got it.
Thank you.
Okay.
Josh, where are you?
I need you to come home now, please.
It's 10:
30.You've been coming home late
every single night.
In all the years you've worked at the school,
you've never had to do that.
Why all of a sudden
are you staying back late?
You know, I don't like it either.
I was grading tests. I mean...
What choice do I have?
-I've got to pay Dalton's bills.
-Josh.
I'm scared. I'm so scared and...
I'm scared. He's my son, too.
You don't understand. I'm scared for Dalton.
I'm scared of this house.
There's something wrong with this place.
I'm not imagining it. I can feel it.
It's like a sickness.
everything's just gone wrong.
You think our house is haunted?
I don't think it. I know it.
Things move around in here by themselves.
I walk into the kitchen at night to get a drink,
I can feel eyes on me.
I can't be in there alone anymore.
I need you. But you're never here.
-Where are you?
-I told you. I was grading tests.
That's not what I mean.
You're not here with me in this situation.
You're just avoiding it,
like everything stressful,
whether it's this or parking tickets.
Oh, God. Stop saying that, okay?
I don't avoid stressful situations.
I'm just dealing with it
in my own f***ing way.
Fine. Deal with this!
Jesus.
Oh, God.
Josh?
Josh.
Renai?
Renai!
-What, what, what? What is it?
-There's someone here.
There's someone in the room!
He was right there, I swear!
Don't you dare not believe me.
Please. Please, believe me.
I do, I do. I do believe you.
I just don't know what you want me to do.
I want to leave. Please.
I want to leave this house.
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