The Frighteners

Synopsis: After a car accident in which his wife, Debra, was killed and he was injured, Frank Bannister develops psychic abilities allowing him to see, hear, and communicate with ghosts. After losing his wife, he then gave up his job as an architect, letting his unfinished "dream house" sit incomplete for years, and put these skills to use by befriending a few ghosts and getting them to haunt houses in the area to drum up work for his ghostbusting business; Then Frank proceeds to "exorcise" the houses for a fee. But when he discovers that an entity resembling the Grim Reaper is killing people, marking numbers on their forehead beforehand, Frank tries to help the people whom the Reaper is after!
Director(s): Peter Jackson
Production: Universal
  1 win & 10 nominations.
Rotten Tomatoes:
110 min

Get off me!

Oh, please.

Please, don't hurt me.

It's wrong! She's too young!

The sins of the flesh will ruin her.

Please don't hurt me!


The wicked will be punished.

"The mystery heart condition that has

killed over 30 people in 4 years...

has claimed another victim.

Doctors are baffled as to why

fit and healthy people...

are suffering massive heart attacks.

Many residents claim that

the 'Shadow of Death'...

has again descended on the town."

"Shadow of Death"?

I don't like it.

That's what they're saying.

People are scared out there.

"For decades, Fairwater

has been linked with death...

following the 1964

Bradley-Bartlett murder spree.

Thirty years later,

as the death toll steadily rises...

it appears the Grim Reaper

has once again returned...

to the quiet streets of Fairwater."

Oh, no. Steve, no.

I asked for a new angle.

Give me something fresh.

I want to see the human face of

this tragedy. Talk to the families.

How has this affected

the local community?

Yes, Miss Rees-Jones.

And, Steve...

no more references

to death as a person.

Friend of the family?

Really such a shame.

Go on. Get out. Go on.

Get out!


Oh, my God!

Oh, my God!

I don't believe this.

This is not happening. My lawn!

You ruptured my lawn!

Hey, how you doing?

Give me a call.

I'll pay for the damages.

You're damn right! I'm suing your ass!

Don't get litigious. Send me a bill.

"Frank Bannister, Psychic Investigator"?

So why didn't you see

the corner coming?

You stupid moron!

This is goddamn bullshit!

This will cost you big time!

You're paying for a new fence!

I want this lawn

completely resurfaced!


My Budzo! My Budzo!

I got your license plate number!

You bastard!

This is private property.

Mrs. Bradley? I'm Dr. Lynskey.

I work at the medical center.

You do not.

I know who works there.

I started 3 months ago.

Dr. Kamins is my physician.

He's attending a funeral.

I'm seeing his patients today.

She was cutting vegetables.

The knife slipped.

She just needs a few stitches.

I'll drive you to the clinic.

That's impossible.

It's a deep cut.

Leave us antibiotics.

Mother, please.

Patricia never leaves the house.

But it hurts.

To your room this instant!

Wait. Just a minute.

Who did that to you?

I think you'd better go now,

Dr. Lynskey.

You don't know

who my daughter is, do you?

Patricia's not to be trusted.

I beg your pardon?

I can have her locked up

anytime I want.

They said she was

an accessory after the fact.

I know the truth.

It was cold-blooded murder.

In the space of 27

blood-soaked minutes...

hospital orderly John Charles Bartlett.

Patients, medical staff, visitors...

no one was spared in this rampage

through Fairwater Sanatorium.

Not even the hospital chapel...

provided sanctuary, as those in prayer

were shot on their knees.

We're reporters.

We have to get the news!

A seemingly senseless crime...

Bartlett's motive

remains a mystery to this day.

Johnny Bartlett.

He's got a demonic look

on his face.

Any comments, Johnny?

Got me a score of 12, sir.

That's one more than Starkweather.

Six years earlier,

Charles Starkweather had murdered...

eleven people

in a Nebraska killing spree.

Guess that makes me

public enemy number one!


Patricia Anne Bradley...

daughter of

the hospital administrator...

was also implicated in the killings.

She was madly in love

with the psychopath Bartlett.

That's her!

I was in her house this afternoon.

Terrific. We're in town 3 months and

you've befriended the Manson family.

ended the life of Johnny Bartlett,

the unrepentant killer.

As they threw the switch,

he screamed:

"I got me a score of twelve.

Beat that."

In what some considered

a miscarriage of justice...

Patricia Bradley was sentenced

to life imprisonment...

although it was never proven

she participated in the killings.

Five years ago,

Patricia Bradley was granted...

a conditional release

by the governor.

Today she lives a reclusive life

back in the family home...

Should have fried her

along with Bartlett.

She was fifteen years old.

She fell in love with the wrong guy.

Could happen to anyone.

Sweetie, don't go back there.

Place gives me the creeps.

I don't think...

Come on, honey.

I think tiger's

getting a little lonely.

What the hell is this doing here?

I thought I tore this up.

- Did he come back here?

- Who?

The moron who tore up my fence!


- Help!

- He's alive.

Ray, get me off!

You... sick... thing!

Lucy, I don't want

that con man in my house!

There has to be some kind

of rational explanation for this.

Ray! We have got a poltergeist!

It's nothing the police can't handle.


Dr. Lynskey, I'm on my way.

Persistent residue of the departed.

Always a problem this time of year.

Thank you.

Thank you for coming.

The activity is located where?

I don't know. It went quiet

about 5 minutes ago.

Went quiet?

The dining room table spun

in a counterclockwise direction?

I don't think that happened.

The toilet seat lid

banged up and down?

- Did the bed levitate?

- Yeah. With me on it.

Spontaneous recurrent psychokinesis.

Oh, boy.

This could be the worst case

I've ever seen. It's bad.

Well, I can do a clearance,

but it's not going to be cheap.

I do offer a six-month guarantee.

How much?

And there's vehicle, gas.

I'd say the whole thing will set you

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Fran Walsh

Fran Walsh was born on January 10, 1959 in Wellington, New Zealand. She is known for her work on The Lord of the Rings: The Return of the King (2003), The Lord of the Rings: The Fellowship of the Ring (2001) and The Lord of the Rings: The Two Towers (2002). She has been married to Peter Jackson since 1987. They have two children. more…

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