Joey Page #3

I know that you...

What is this?

Please leave me and my

son alone. We'll manage.

Are you really implying

that Joey, the boy...

can communicate with the dead?

For him, his father isn't really dead.

- But how does he talk to him?

- He just uses a phone.

What about the knives?

How did that happen?

Joey says the dummy did it

I know it sounds silly, but...

he found it somewhere

and brought it home.

He says it's evil.

It doesn't want him to talk to his father

and punishes him for playing the game.

Whatever that means I'm not

sure what he tried to say.

Come on.

Wait a minute.

- I know I put the dummy down here.

- The dummy?

- I found it in the garden.

Oh man, I'm dead meat! I just borrowed

these. My brother is going to kill me.

- Why didn't you wait?

- It wouldn't have made no difference.

One look and pow

- they were gone!

How am I going to explain to

my brother where his tanks are?

- Oh, start crying!

- You have it easy!

Maybe we should kidnap him.

Hey, come here, I found something!

Not so fast! Wait!

Are you scared?

- You really want to go in there?

- Wait, I have a lighter.

- Hey, there's a box of candles.

- Give me one.

- Look at this.

- Wow!

I think, that the ceiling

is about to cave in.

Look, there's an old jukebox.

Awesome, check if it it's still working.

There's another one!

Joey, dinner is ready.

I hope it didn't scare you.

Tell him to leave it alone.

Joey, what kind of behavior

is that? Sit down and behave.

I was just looking at it.

Martin, your plate please.

- Hello? Your plate.

- Sorry.

What about you?

My God, did you see that?

Don't let it ruin your appetite.

Well, Joey...

Joey, stop that and start eating.

Your mother and I think you

should go back to school tomorrow,

What do you think?

Joey, he asked you something.

I'm not going back to school.

You don't have to worry

about the other kids.

I think the best thing would be...

...how should I put it...

...if you keep your secrets to yourself.

What Martin and I are

trying to say is...

...enough of your tricks, okay?

Will you promise me that?

- Martin, dinner is getting cold.

- Yes.

- What happened?

- I burned my hand!

Joey, what have you done?

Come on, let's put it in ice water.

- No, no. Here... there.

- I'll get some ice.

- Are you sure it was Joey?

Who else?

I once read that such

phenomena occur at puberty.

Puberty? Joey just turned nine.

DO NOT ENTER:

She didn't keep it to herself...

...yes, and she said

she wouldn't tell anyone.

Why can't they just leave me alone?

No, I don't want to

go to school anymore.

I hate them. I really hate them.

No, he isn't nice, just

stupid. He treats me like a baby

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