The Amityville Curse Page #2

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I sense a lesson in behavioural

science coming up.

Hey, okay. We really

should ease up on Marvin here.

You know if it worked for him ...

we wouldn't have the pleasure

of being the symboliser tonight.

in our fabulous house in need of ...

minor repairs.

I heard there's a Holiday Inn down the road,

you're welcome to stay there.

And miss all this fun?

Mark me now, thank me later.

My mother used to say that.

My mother never said anything.

Daddy wouldn't give her a chance.

Hey, there's a scratching sound.

I told you ...

rats.

Big ones.

Excuse me.

I have to go to the bathroom.

Hey, you've better take this.

Remember at the wedding we

tried to fool my mother into

thinking she was Jewish?

Oh, come on guys. I'm still hungry.

Let's get desert.

Okay.

Kitty?

How about you, Frank?

You've been quiet over there.

Where'd you grow up?

Around.

I moved around a lot when I was a teenager.

- No, before that. I mean.

Your formative years.

No telling dramas of parents and puberty.

- That past it's just a dream.

Doesn't exist anymore.

I understand that.

It's called selective memory.

You block out problems from childhood.

I've seen lot of cases like that.

- Let's just say my past

was not worth the memory.

Kitty?

There's one left.

Must be yours, Marvin.

There's nothing there.

Well, the man with no future meet ...

the man with no past.

- Yes. It's very true, that's just spectacular, Bill.

On the other hand, Marvin.

You're a humorous individual.

Afraid of the dark.

This is silly.

There is a cat in the basement.

This place is ...

full of surprises.

Well ...

how about a toast everybody ...

to love ...

everlasting?

To the newlyweds.

Any children in the future Deb.

- William.

To good friends.

To doubling our money.

To the house.

To the house.

Oh, my god, Abby.

It doesn't even hurt.

Oh, god Billy, please ...

be careful. - Careful, Bill.

- Okay, okay.

Just hold it.

Marvin, where are those famous pain killers

of yours?

I know it's a sin ...

I've got you.

How's your hand, Abby?

It still hurts a bit.

But you can make it feel better.

You know, I think we should

move to the Holiday Inn.

Oh, no baby.

It's romantic here.

You will get the power going,

first thing in the morning.

Besides ...

I don't need a furnace

to keep me warm.

One ...

Two ...

Three.

Hallelujah ...

Hallelujah. Hallelujah.

Now I know why he's never got married.

Classic anal retentive.

What do you think I heard, Marvin?

What?

Marvin?

You're not listening to me.

The doctor is in.

It's just a feeling.

I don't know what.

I think there's something else in the house.

You're sure this is one of your ESPM

premonitions again, or is it just a dream?

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