Silent House

Hey, sweetie. Hey, Dad.

I hit the Internet cafe.

You know how many e-mails

I had in my box?

Eighty-three.

Oh, you're a popular guy.

Very.

Of course, 60 of 'em were ads

trying to get me to buy something.

Sarah, did you leave

these tools on the ground?

I might have.

Let's get them in the bag and

bring them in the house, please.

We don't want it

to rain on them.

Oh, I checked

your Facebook page.

What's-his-name

wrote on your wall again.

God, I should

never have added you.

Yeah, he, um.

Wants to get back together.

Of course he does.

I told you. Princess,

he doesn't deserve you.

There you are.

And there you are. Here I am.

Mmm-hmm.

Hey, we have a problem.

I've barely been gone

an hour. What now?

You'll see.

Great. Do I have to? Yeah.

Hey, I was looking for you.

Did you go into town?

Mmm-mmm. I didn't think so.

Where were you? Outside.

JOHN:
Working very

hard on the garden.

Hmm. We have a garden?

(CLEARING THROAT)

I had a headache.

Haven't you heard that one before?

(PETER LAUGHS)

I did!

I know, honey.

Are you all better now?

Yes. Thank you, Uncle Peter.

JOHN:
So, what is

the big problem?

All right, all right. This way.

Why can't you just

tell me about it?

No, this is something

you have to see.

(ROCK MUSIC PLAYING ON STEREO)

I'll give you a hint.

It's in here.

JOHN:
Funny.

What do you think?

How are you supposed to

tell anything from that?

What, do you need

binoculars, old man?

Just get your face up there.

Look in there.

Okay. Oh.

That's really...

ls this necessary?

I made a hole! What are you...

(SARAH LAUGHS)

Are you impressed with your dad?

I'm impressed with your dad.

JOHN:
Now that, little

brother, is a hole.

PETER:
Nicely done.

That is not good.

No, not good.

SARAH:
What is it?

Oh, it's mold.

Honey, you know what, I want you to stand back.

This is really bad.

I don't want you breathing it in.

It can make you really sick.

Just looking at it

is making me sick.

This whole house could be

infected, for all we know.

Affected, not infected.

Affected, infected, whatever.

Well, if you cover it up,

who'll ever know, right?

That's true. Just a minute ago

we had a tiny hole to deal with.

Now we have a big hole.

Well, the insurance

will cover it.

It's obviously

part of the leak.

(SIGHS) Did you remember

to bring the...

Ah, great minds think alike.

(POLAROID WHIRRING)

So what do you want to do?

Why are you asking me?

We're out of here in a few days.

Oh, okay. See here, this

is where it gets tricky.

You're gonna dump

this whole thing on me.

But it comes with the perk

of you not being here.

So, dare I complain?

It's what you do best.

All right, I'll deal with it.

Just don't give me shit later

when you find out how.

Well, if you do it right the

first time, I won't have to.

Have you checked the wall all

the way down to the basement?

I just figured out

that it got down here.

Okay, come on.

Bring the work light, please.

(LAUGHS) Have fun.

(LAUGHING SPOOKILY)

SARAH:
(LAUGHING) Uncle

Peter, don't do that!

Come on. You used to love that

when you were a little girl.

JOHN:
Any day now!

Coming!

(GROWLS PLAYFULLY)

How are you, Sarah?

I'm okay. Yeah?

Yeah. How are you?

(LAUGHS) Look at you.

I can't get over

how grown up you are.

JOHN:
You gonna

come down here or what?

Bite me! See you later.

(KNOCKING ON DOOR)

(KNOCKING CONTINUES)

(FAINT RATTLING)

Sarah? Yeah.

Wow, I can't believe

you're here!

You don't remember me, do you?

I'm so embarrassed.

I'm Sophia.

We used to play together.

Oh, of course. Yeah.

How are you?

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