On Location: The Amityville Horror Page #4

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the guy that lived here.

People in this town say

he heard voices telling him to do it.

The guy was a nut. I mean, first

he thinks his dog's out to get him.

So he kills it.

A few days later, he thinks his family

is a bunch of demons.

So you know what he did?

Wasted them.

How did he do it?

Do what?

You are way too young to hear this.

So cover your ears.

And don't listen.

A rifle.

He went room to room,

splattering their heads as they slept.

He killed his brothers

in this very room.

Right here.

In these beds.

It's kind of gross

you guys still sleep in here.

Actually, it's f***ing sick.

Yeah.

I'm totally freaking you out, kid.

I suck at babysitting.

This was the little brat's room.

Jodie's.

You know, they found her in there.

- Jodie says you're a bad babysitter.

- Yeah?

Well, Jodie's...

What's the word? Dead.

Is not.

That little sh*t got me fired.

Dare you to go in there.

You give me your Kiss poster

if I do it?

Okay.

Okay.

You're going to make her mad.

Come on, guys.

Ha-ha, guys, this isn't funny.

Billy, Michael.

It's not opening. I can't open it.

- Unlock the f***ing door.

- There's no lock.

This isn't funny. Let me the f*** out.

Billy, Michael.

Let me out. Let me out of here.

Let me out of here!

What's going on?

Let me out.

Hi, Lisa.

Look what Ronnie did.

Let me out!

Let me out of here!

Let me out!

Help me. Let me out!

I saw Jodie.

I saw Jodie.

Who's Jodie?

The little girl.

She's dead.

She's supposed to be dead.

- It's one thing to pull a prank.

- We didn't pull a prank.

- It's another one to hurt someone.

- It was this house.

Shut up!

- George.

- I got this under control.

You don't have you under control.

What you guys did was wrong.

Stop it, Kathy.

Whatever you're doing...

...whatever you're saying

doesn't work.

From now on, I'm doing the

disciplining around here, end of story.

This house is bad, Mommy.

Michael, honey.

There's no bad houses.

There's just bad people.

Why didn't you tell us

about the people who died here?

- Where did you hear that?

- The babysitter told me...

...that two little boys died

in our room.

Goddamn babysitter's an idiot.

Get to bed. We'll deal with this

in the morning.

No, I'm not sleeping in that room.

It's gross.

- Me neither.

- Wipe that stupid look off your face...

...and go to bed.

Run.

Why all the yelling, Mommy?

It's nothing. It's over now, baby.

I need you to tell me

what happened with Lisa, honey.

Lisa was being mean to Jodie.

So Jodie hurt her.

- Jodie.

- It's okay, Mommy.

Jodie won't hurt you.

She thinks you're a good mommy.

But the man who lives here...

...she says he's bad.

She wants him to go away.

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