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♪ ♪

(clock ticking)

Let's begin.

(clock continues ticking)

(hinges creak)

Very good.

What was your wife's name?

-Mary. -(whispers): Mary.

All right.

We seek the spirit of Mary Browning.

Mary, we invite you into our circle.

Mary Browning, we invite you into our circle.

We seek you in love and light.

Dad, don't give this woman our money.

(table rumbles)

(whispers): Mary?

(hinges creaking)

Mary, if that's you, give us a sign.

Blow out the candles.

(shudders)

Welcome, Mary.

We may ask three questions.

Why just three?

Mary, we ask that you let the candle burn

if the answer is yes;

blow it out if the answer is no.

Ask your questions, sir.

Mary...

are you in pain...

anymore?

She's not.

The pain she felt

before she... she passed, sh-she's saying

it was an illness.

Cancer?

(softly): Yeah.

She's restored.

She's... she's young again and beautiful.

Beautiful forever now.

(chuckles quietly)

MR. BROWNING: Mary, I...

Can you forgive me for all the things...?

She says yes.

She forgives you.

And she asks for your forgiveness in return.

-Okay, I don't know how... -(table rumbles)

Do not break the circle.

Anyone can shake a table with their knee.

(Jenny gasps softly)

She won't be here much longer.

-(whimpers) -Ask your last question.

(trembling): Honey...

I have to ask you about Jenny.

She's seeing this young man, Don, and...

th-they want a lot of money from me.

-Don't. -I'd have to mortgage the house.

Uh, it's supposed to be a t-terrific investment,

and he says he'll marry her if it turns out right.

(stutters softly)

JENNY: Okay, I don't know how she's doing this,

but this is a scam, Dad.

(scream echoing)

(furniture rumbling)

(panting)

(panting weakly)

(Mr. Browning groaning)

I'm so sorry.

The spirit world is unpredictable.

She sounded angry. So angry.

It's hard to explain.

(panting): Well, uh...

-thank you for your-your time. -Oh, no, no.

No, I can't.

Just remember what she came to say.

She's at peace and she loves you.

And that's all to take away from today; the rest is

the business of the living.

Yeah.

Yeah. Yeah. Yeah.

(car door closes)

(engine starts)

(door closes)

What was that?

You almost gave that poor man a heart attack.

Paulina Zander, get in here!

She deserved it, Mom.

She was just trying to steal her dad's money.

That isn't what we do here.

It's our job to comfort them, not judge them.

It's your job to stand at the curtains

and not attack the clients.

And you, young lady?

I heard screaming and got scared.

I... didn't mean to knock things down.

This is unacceptable.

LINA: That lady was unacceptable.

She was a real bitch.

Witch. I'm not sorry.

You cost us five dollars.

Let me see that.

He had so much weight on the table,

it was hard for me to latch on.

What's a scam?

The lady said we were a scam.

Doris, listen to me.

A scam is a lie.

We don't lie.

We help people. We give them closure.

We give them peace.

We... we heal their hearts.

And that's not something that can happen

without some showmanship.

We tell them the truth;

we just need to help them believe it.

Oh.

Okay.

Well, we're gonna need to spice that showmanship up a little,

because it's getting kind of stale.

And if we aren't here to judge,

then why did you blow out the last candle?

We're none of us perfect, Lina.

She really was a bitch, wasn't she?

(girls laugh)

You are Miss Lizzie Borden, I presume.

I must say, you're not exactly what I expected.

EMMA (over TV): I'm not Miss Lizzie. I'm Emma.

NELL (over TV): Oh, the sister. Mm.

Well, let's see, it's been a year since your mother...

Oh, Mom. Ten more minutes.

ALICE: No. I'm sorry, sweetie. It's a school night.

EMMA (over TV): My sister was acquitted.

-And we never talk about it. -Well, of course you don't,

but the public's interested, you know.

Now, I represent the Sacramento Record...

DORIS: I'm saying good night now because

I'm tired and I didn't have a very good day at school,

because Teri's still picking on my skirt.

So please send us the money to buy a new skirt.

Oh, and Lina got in trouble again.

I was good though.

I love you, and I miss you every day.

Good night, Daddy.

Amen.

Why don't you pray anymore, Mommy?

Who says I don't pray?

You used to pray every night with Daddy and me,

but... since he's gone, you never do.

You're still praying to Daddy?

Remember what Father Tom says?

We're supposed to pray to God.

I'd rather talk to Daddy.

But he never answers.

The people we help,

their mommies and daddies in heaven talk to them.

Why doesn't Daddy talk to us?

Just because you can't hear him doesn't mean he isn't there.

-(knock on door) -What is it?

Just saying good night.

Good night.

(window closes)

(pop music playing inside)

Remember back you used to walk with me

You know it ain't enough just to talk with me

There's so many things you could say or do... ♪

Took you long enough.

(giggles)

Hey, Zander.

Lina-Lina-bo-bina, pull up a coffee cup.

It's a little late for caffeine.

My mom left her keys out.

Groovy. When's she gonna be back?

From her bridge game? Usually after midnight,

smelling a lot like coffee, if you get me.

You want some?

(clock ticking)

(sighs softly)

-I don't think so. -I mean, why not?

We see the moon every day.

Well, why can't one of us just go on it?

MIKEY: There's so many things that prevent us.

-ELLIE: I'm with Betty on it. -Yeah.

-I don't see why not. -BETTY: Yeah, well, they just,

they put the big, uh, the helmets on...

(pop music and chatter continue indistinctly)

ELLIE: My mom just got that.

She and her bridge club friends play it sometimes.

Is that the board where you talk to ghosts?

Uh, then n-no, thanks.

-I get enough of that at home. -(laughs)

It's actually really scary.

Guys want to play?

-(chuckles softly) -We could just make conversation.

ELLIE: The rules.

Never play alone.

Never play in a graveyard.

Always say good-bye.

Circle once for each player.

Come on.

Come on.

As friends we gather, hearts are true.

Spirits near, we call to you.

Is there a spirit here?

(whispers): Oh, my God.

Relax, Betty.

Are you in the room with us?

(whispers): Oh, my God.

-Ellie, are you... are you doing that? -No. I swear.

(chuckles softly)

Ask your questions.

What's it like...

on... the other side?

(whispers): Oh, my God.

Okay, h-here's how it works.

All right, we all have our hands on it,

so we can't tell who moves it.

We react to the slightest pull

by helping it move subconsciously.

(whispers): Okay.

I mean, this game was designed to make us scare ourselves.

-Yeah. -There's nothing on the other side, believe me.

-Okay. -You're no fun.

MIKEY: Okay, well, if we're just talking to ourselves,

then, uh, spirit...

will Lina come to homecoming with me?

(laughs) Stop it, Ellie.

-It's the spirit. -Guys, this is

really starting to freak me out.

There's no spirit, Betty.

-Okay. -Spirit, prove to us that you're here.

Give us a sign.

(Betty panting softly)

Yeah. You're right.

See? Yeah, there's no spirit. There's no spirit.

-Ellie! -(gasps) -(Betty screaming)

(crickets chirping, dog barking in distance)

(exhales)

Mom, I'm sorry.

Get in.

-(sighs) -Why do you do these things?

If you're gonna ground me, just do it already.

'Cause that worked so well the last time.

-We were just playing a stupid game. -I can smell your breath.

I know how hard it's been for you

and I understand how you feel,

but I need you to help me, Lina.

For all of us.

I'm asking, honey.

I'll try.

Really? A Ouija board?

It's actually pretty fun.

You should consider adding one to the act.

(engine starts)

(sighs)

MAN (over radio): ...soil is brought back to the Earth,

eight guest scientists will join 14 others

at the Ames Research Center near San Francisco

to analyze it for evidence of life...

Honey, please sit with us.

Just once, I want to have a normal family breakfast.

LINA: Um, actually, I'm gonna be late this morning,

-so I'm gonna walk. -Don't be silly.

Have some food. I'll-I'll drop you off.

LINA: No, i-it's cool.

-I'm walking with a friend. -Who?

LINA: Just a friend. So... I-I got to go.

(doorbell rings, knocking on door)

I'll get it!

No. No, Doris, it's okay. I got it.

See who it is first.

DORIS: It's some boy.

-Really? -(door opens)

MIKEY: Hi, young lady. Is Lina home?

-DORIS: Yes, she's right here. -LINA: Hey. Do you want to go?

Hi. Who are you?

He's just a friend.

Hi, Mrs. Zander. I'm Mikey.

MAN (over radio): The purposes of the Apollo missions...

Are you ready to go?

Not quite. If you guys are walking to school,

why don't you take your sister with you.

I could use the morning to run some errands.

-But, Mom, I have class. -Thanks, honey.

I need my shoes.

Go help your sister get ready.

Come on, pipsqueak.

(radio continues indistinctly)

Wow, this is...

-this is a beautiful home. -Mm.

Is-is that where you do the, uh, séances?

(door closes upstairs)

Readings.

Come on in.

Have you ever had your palm read?

Can't say I have, Mrs. Zander.

It's totally painless.

Mm, southpaw.

My husband was a lefty.

This is your head line.

This is your life line. This is your heart line.

You're wearing a senior jacket. How old are you?

I'm 17.

Lina's a sophomore, you realize.

Yes, ma'am.

-(groans, smacks lips) -What's wrong?

Well, it's... it's your life line.

You see how this curves here? This could mean a few things.

-This is your dominant hand, right? -Mm-hmm.

I'll tell you this for sure.

If this hand, or any other hand, for that matter,

touches my daughter in a way I don't like...

-(pained grunt) -I'd hate to see something happen

to your life line.

You dig?

Yes, ma'am.

Off you go.

(mid-tempo pop music playing)

If you love me or not

-♪ I want you to know ♪ -(door bells jingle)

That I like what you've got

And if you should go

Things are gonna get hot

My baby, and so

I wish you'd stick around

Stick around

Stay

I hope that you will

And if there comes a day

When you've had your fill

Then I'll just go away

Remembering still

I wish you'd stick around

Stick around

I found a girl once

Who said she'd be mine... ♪

(bell tolls)

(song fades)

(bell continues tolling)

MAN (over radio): You need to see the new Ramblers.

The new Ramblers are in at your local Rambler dealer.

Dawson's Hardware, your friendly neighborhood

hardware supplier, is having our annual...

WALTER (in distance): Your mom's a witch.

You are so weird.

Are those cobwebs in your hair?

JACK: Creepy little witch.

BOYS (chanting): ♪ Doris the dorkus

Doris the dork... ♪

FATHER TOM: That's enough.

Now...

go on.

WOMAN: Okay, let's go.

You know why people say mean things, right?

Why?

Because they're scared.

Makes me kind of feel sorry for them. How about you?

Yeah.

I feel bad for them.

All right, off you go. I'll be right there.

Thank you, Father.

Does she have a lot of problems with other kids?

Oh, she has her fair share, but it's nothing too concerning.

She's been slow making friends since her dad...

I know. I... I-I talk about that with her.

That's very good of you.

Well, she's a lovely girl. It's really no trouble.

Hmm.

Um... thank you, Father.

WOMAN (over radio): ♪ Round after round it goes, and

MEN: ♪ Never stops refreshing

WOMAN: ♪ Round after round... ♪

Maybe you could invite Father Tom over for a reading.

I don't know if Father Tom

would want a reading, sweetheart.

So he could talk to his wife.

(chuckles) He's a priest.

They... they aren't allowed to have wives.

He had one-- before he was a priest.

She died.

Just like Daddy.

(door creaks open)

(clock ticking)

(door closes)

DORIS: Hey, what's this?

ALICE: New prop. For work.

(sighs softly)

♪ ♪

Is there a presence here with us?

What is your name?

Marcus.

Yes.

No.

Who are you talking to, Doris?

Spirit, can you hear me?

Yes, we can.

And we can see you.

That'll work.

What was that all about?

What?

(crickets chirping)

(clock ticking)

(clock continues ticking)

Roger?

Honey, are you there?

(clock continues ticking)

♪ ♪

I'm here.

Are you there?

Hi, friend.

Now what?

(eerie voices whispering)

(voices fade)

(clock ticking)

(low rumbling)

(gasps softly)

Who are you?

(exhales softly)

(exhales)

(gasps)

Cut it out, Doris.

Doris?

Doris?

(gasps softly)

(exhales)

GIRL: ...four, five, six, seven, eight, nine!

Yes! I did it!

FATHER TOM: This is a little awkward,

but I had to ask you, because it just seemed...

well, so unusual. (chuckles)

Have you been helping Doris with her homework?

Oh, God. Uh...

(sighs) Maybe not as much as I could.

I'm sorry. Is she falling behind?

I can help her more.

It's nothing like that.

In fact...

unless she's learned cursive,

then somebody's been helping her quite a bit.

ALICE: Um... no.

Doris, who helped you with this?

My new friend.

ALICE: Who's your new friend?

-I didn't do it. -ALICE: Well, I didn't,

and Doris definitely didn't.

Well, then I don't know what to tell you.

It-it wasn't me.

Did your sister do your homework for you?

I told you. No.

Your new friend did?

I let her use my hand.

♪ ♪

DORIS: Do you think we'll have to move?

(clock ticking)

I don't know, sweetie.

Dad won't like this.

I should tell him.

As friends we've gathered, hearts are true.

Spirits near, we call to you.

Daddy.

Did you hear that?

We might have to move out of our house.

(crickets chirping, dog barking in distance)

I'm sorry, Mom.

It's not right.

This was your dad's house.

Our house.

And this is where he wanted us to live.

If there's any part of him left...

it's here.

In these walls.

LINA: Doris doesn't quite get it, does she?

ALICE (sighs): No.

(sniffles) She thinks he just left,

like he went to work.

It's better than getting hit by some asshole driving drunk.

I think it's best she doesn't understand.

(Lina sighs)

I wish he could watch you girls grow up.

Wish he could see the women you'll be.

Here you go.

What's that, honey?

It's for us.

Where did... where did you find this?

(light switch clicks)

It's over here.

There's no more. I checked.

They're from people who were here before.

How did you find out about that?

Daddy told me.

DORIS: With the board.

Come on.

(trembling breath)

(clock ticking)

As friends we've gathered, hearts are true.

Spirits near, we call to you.

Daddy...

we found the money.

Thank you.

It's hard to hear him sometimes.

Like a car radio when we go in a tunnel.

You can hear him?

Whispers.

They're tough to make out.

But I can hear them a little better when I'm at the board.

A lot better if I touch the planchette.

Doris, this is mean.

It's okay, Lina.

Daddy, are you here?

(Lina gasps)

Stop it.

(sniffles)

Okay, then...

-(Lina panting) -Roger...

if this is you...

...when I told you I was pregnant with Lina,

where were you when I told you?

Is she right?

He doesn't really need me.

I-Isn't that right, Daddy?

(Alice gasps)

What are you looking at?

Sometimes I can see them...

through this.

I haven't seen Daddy yet.

But I want to.

(sniffling)

(whispers): Roger...

are you really here?

♪ ♪

(sighs softly)

LINA: Look, she could have...

manipulated the board in any number of ways.

You know that better than anyone.

ALICE: It's real.

What we've been doing here,

what-what we thought we were doing here,

we can truly help people.

We can actually do what we've been pretending to do.

And, Lina...

...we can talk to Daddy again.

But how, Mom?

It's just a stupid game.

(sighs)

My mother was a fortune teller before I was born.

Read tea leaves and...

tarot cards.

I thought it was silly.

I thought she was pathetic.

I thought it was all a scam.

Maybe she was right.

Maybe it just skips generations.

(Alice sniffles, sighs)

I'm gonna...

take this to the bank in the morning.

I knew your father would take care of us.

Night, Mom.

(sighs)

(clock chiming)

(bell tolling)

MIKEY: Yeah, I guess I'm not allowed over there anymore.

Ellie's mom called my dad, and he flipped.

Hell, it's not like he isn't hitting one bottle or another

before he comes home from work.

Were you serious?

About what?

About homecoming.

(chuckles): Why?

I don't know. (chuckles)

I mean, yeah. Yeah, sure I was.

I mean, uh, we could go, if you wanted to. Or... not.

It's just a dumb dance.

(chuckles)

I do.

Want to go. (laughs)

(laughs) Uh, great.

Sorry, I'm...

I'm just, uh, surprised.

You seem too cool for these kinds of things.

I'm not.

I'm not cool, I mean.

(both laugh)

No, but you're wrong about that.

FATHER TOM: Mr. Russell.

Not much room for the Holy Ghost, is there, Mikey?

Three's a crowd?

Miss Zander, could I have a word?

No offense, Father, but I don't need to make room

for another ghost in my life right now.

Holy or not.

No, it's not about that.

You're a smart young lady.

I imagine you can trust yourself

not to make bad decisions.

But boys his age, they require discouragement.

Makes them better men in the long run.

Oh, well, thank you.

I guess.

I actually wanted to talk to you about your sister.

It's four days in a row now that she's been absent.

Why is that?

It's complicated.

Usually when she's sick, your mother sends a note

or she comes by and picks up her homework.

She's not sick.

Uh...

she and my mom have been working.

What do you mean?

ALICE: Let's see if we can't reach your father.

What do you want to tell him?

Um...

Do I make him proud?

(voice breaks): Is he proud of me?

(gasps)

MAN'S VOICE: Always.

(Doris laughing)

That tickled.

I can't thank you enough.

That was amazing.

Can I come back tomorrow?

Of course. It's our pleasure.

(crickets chirping)

(gasps loudly)

DORIS (whispers): Lina.

Lina.

My neck hurts.

LINA: Take this.

If it gets worse, we'll wake Mom up.

It stings.

Like a bee.

It'll feel better in a bit.

Good night, squirt.

(groans)

(clock ticking)

As friends we've gathered, blah, blah, blah.

What happened to my neck?

(groans softly)

Daddy...

it hurts.

(thump)

(gasps)

(panting)

(gasps)

-(eerie voices whisper) -(sobs, groans)

♪ ♪

(sobs)

(groans)

-(demonic voice murmurs) -(screams)

(choking gasp)

(eerie voices whispering)

(deep rumbling, distorted screeching)

(rumbling, screeching stop)

(clock ticking)

(eerie voices whispering)

(whispering voices growing louder)

-(echoing voices stop) -(gasps)

(panting)

(breathes deeply)

(eerie voices whispering)

-(turns off faucet) -(voices stop)

(faucet dripping)

(sighs softly)

-(skin crackling) -(muffled grunting)

(muffled screaming)

(screams, gasps)

(panting)

(kids chattering playfully)

GIRLS (chanting): Mabel, Mabel, set the table.

Do it as fast as you are able.

Don't forget the salt, pepper, ketchup, mustard.

(girls laughing)

WALTER: Check out the freak.

JACK: She's so weird.

(laughs)

Oh, what are you doing?

-Hey, keep an eye out. -(chuckles)

♪ ♪

-What-what are you doing? -I'm not doing it.

Stop it! Stop it, Jack!

-(loud smack) -(Jack screaming)

-WALTER: Somebody! Please! -(people murmuring)

-Help! Please! -(Jack continues screaming)

TV NEWSMAN: At Cape Canaveral, another probe into space.

Target: the moon. A 52-ton...

Lina, call the restaurant if you need anything.

Mom!

What?

No, you-you just look...

What?

Nothing.

Nothing. You just look nice.

I'll be a few hours, tops.

In bed by 9:00, and you have th-the number

for the restaurant if you... if anything...

-I know. -Homework.

I know. Go.

TV NEWSMAN: ...go period for launching the rocket

into that course.

On the planned course, the 83-pound...

(mellow jazz music playing)

(Alice chuckles softly)

I'm sorry I'm late.

Oh, no, not at all. Please.

This is lovely.

I've been by it so many times, but I've never come inside.

Well, I thought you could use a night away from cooking.

You're absolutely right. Some nights I'm so frazzled,

-I don't even bother to heat up the SpaghettiOs. -(chuckles)

Oh, God. Please forget that.

I'm... I'm really not a bad mother.

Oh. I-I have cold SpaghettiOs twice a week.

Twice a week, at least. I-I keep a case at the rectory.

Actually, I invited you here

because I-I wanted to discuss the girls and home,

out of their earshot.

(doorbell rings)

EMMA (over TV): I won't have it, Lizzie.

-(Lina sighs) -I'll die first.

-Hey. Come on in. -MIKEY: Hey.

(over TV): But I don't have to die, do I?

MIKEY: Oh.

Hello, kiddo.

Hey, thanks for, uh...

Well, I-I have some records up in my room,

and she's just gonna watch TV, so we should... go...

upstairs. (clears throat)

(over TV): I do what I have to do.

The rest takes care of itself.

(chuckles) If you tell Mom he was here, I promise you

I'm going to melt each and every single one of your dolls

until they're just a giant glob of hair and arms.

Do you understand?

(over TV): As soon as I saw the ax, I knew.

LIZZIE (over TV): Wait, Emma...

I'm not an expert on the occult.

I'm not either, to be honest.

But the spirit world is dangerous.

The thing is though, what we do for people,

it's not dangerous.

It's good, Father.

It's good work.

Maybe you should let me show you.

Let me help you talk to your wife.

(exhales)

I'm sorry.

I'm just...

I assumed... you'd want to.

Who says I don't want to?

I-I didn't have a chance

to tell her all the things I wanted to tell her

before she passed away.

Mm. We never do.

But...

I've always felt that anything

I didn't say...

she already knows.

Gloria and I, we used to come here once a month.

Roger always ordered wine in a French accent.

(chuckles) It was... oh, so bad.

It felt like those days were over for me, so...

I felt that they were, after...

(chuckles) Well...

I guess I kind of made sure of that, didn't I?

Well, if they weren't over before the seminary...

I didn't think this through.

Maybe in another life.

Here's to another life, then.

(pop song playing over speakers)

You know, it's... it's awesome you don't have to move.

Such a... great house.

It's, uh, it's classic. It's great bones.

Uh... (laughs)

Sorry, my, um...

my dad's an architect.

His idea of a good time

is driving me and my brother around and looking at houses.

-Yeah? -Yeah. (laughs)

Yeah, I'm really glad you're not moving.

My mom's gonna be home soon.

I thought you said another hour.

I'm not taking any chances. (chuckles)

She'll seriously kill you.

-And me. -(laughs)

Romeo and Juliet.

More like Bonnie and Clyde.

-Sadly for us. -(laughs)

Well...

(pop music continues)

I will show you

Oh, you

You know we'll be together... ♪

Good night.

You know we'll be together... ♪

Good night.

If we... try... ♪

-(chuckles) -(song ends)

(electronic static hissing over TV)

Later, kiddo.

(TV static squeals softly)

(clock ticking)

(laughs): Christ.

You scared the crap out of me.

Want to hear something cool?

Sure.

Do you know what it feels like to be strangled to death?

First, you feel the pressure in your throat.

Your eyes water,

and you start to taste something...

very...

very sour in your mouth.

Then it's like someone lights a match

right in the middle of your chest.

And that fire grows.

It fills your lungs and your throat...

and all the way behind your eyes.

And finally, that fire turns to ice.

Like pins and needles of ice are sticking into your fingers,

your toes, your arms.

You see stars.

Then darkness.

And then the last thing you feel

is cold.

Good night, Romeo.

(electronic static continues hissing over TV)

(clock ticking)

(crickets chirping)

(pen scribbling rapidly)

♪ ♪

(gasps softly)

What the hell did you do this for?!

I didn't.

Dad gave me this, and you know that!

I didn't do it.

Daddy did.

To stop the voices.

You stop this, Doris.

This isn't funny anymore! You stop it!

What? What is all the yelling?

Look what she did!

Did you do this?

No! She's lying.

Something is wrong with her. You're either too stupid or...

You watch your tongue, young lady.

LINA: You two can live

in this fantasy world all you want,

but you can leave me out of it.

And you know what, you can leave Dad out of it, too.

(door slams)

You can't talk to me that way.

(panting) I don't know how else to make you hear me!

Your sister, she's been through just as much as you have.

She's dealing with the same things that you're

-dealing with. -Something is wrong with Doris, Mom!

She's experiencing something amazing!

So am I!

I wish you'd join us; it could help you heal.

Have you listened to what she's saying?

What that stupid board is actually saying?

-Yes! Every day! -Basic things!

Forgiveness. "I'm so proud of you."

"I miss you." Things that you used to tell your clients

because you knew they'd want to believe it.

You know how that works! You taught me!

No! She knows things!

I asked her specific questions.

You heard me.

Things only he could know.

How do you explain that?

I can't.

I'm sorry.

I know this is hard to accept, honey, but...

something is happening here that we can't understand.

It's changing Doris.

It's changing her, and I know you see that,

at least a little.

And if it was Dad, if it really was him...

then why would he change her?

Why would he ever do anything to change her?

(clock ticking)

ALICE: (sighs) We're gonna be late.

I don't want to go to school.

I know, honey, but we've missed too much.

-Did you do your homework? -I don't want to go,

I don't want to go, I don't want to... I don't want to go!

Lina, will you get your sister's things

out of her room?

No. I don't want to go.

I want to stay here and talk to my friends.

(sighs)

♪ ♪

(children chattering playfully in distance)

Lina. Come in.

Father.

What can I do for you?

I don't know how to ask you this, but...

is-is there anyone at this school who speaks Polish?

Uh, I'm not sure. Why?

I-I found these at my house, and...

(sighs)

...I just want to know what they say.

I think they may be in Polish, but...

Doris wrote them.

-I'm not sure I understand... -I saw her.

I believe Sister Hanna

came here from Poland during the war.

I can...

can ask her to look at them.

Lina?

What are these?

Hopefully nothing, Father.

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

(doorbell rings)

Father.

Um... what a nice surprise.

I'm sorry to call on you like this.

I was hoping I could take you up on that reading.

Oh. Uh, uh...

Well, please come in.

TV NEWSMAN: ...landing field for U.S. astronauts in 1970.

ALICE: Got to say, I'm surprised.

I thought... I thought you were against the idea of...

FATHER TOM: I changed my mind.

TV NEWSMAN: ...virtually every record in manned space flight.

Astronauts walk and work. Their capsules make...

Hi, Father.

Lina, hi.

I thought I would see firsthand what all the fuss was about.

Doris, would you be willing to...

TV NEWSMAN: ...in a series of pinpoint,

bull's-eye splashdowns.

(clock ticking)

ALICE: Gloria was your wife's name, right?

That's right.

Gloria...

are you here?

"Darling."

She's a little hard to hear.

(planchette sliding)

(planchette stops)

You miss me.

Gloria, what's your middle name?

Lynn. Is that right?

Remarkable.

(planchette sliding)

You forgive me?

For what?

(planchette sliding)

Thank you, love.

But what was that fight about?

She says it's not important.

(planchette sliding)

"Don't...

"hide...

"behind...

"collar.

"Want...

"you...

to... be..."

WOMAN'S VOICE: "Happy."

That was something.

Thank you, Doris, for doing that.

I'm afraid that's not the only reason I came by.

Lina's gotten herself into some trouble at school.

What?

Isn't that right, Lina?

I'm sorry, Mom.

What kind of trouble?

Uh, I'd rather not talk about it here.

Is there someplace we can speak in private?

ALICE: Um, we can talk in your office in the morning?

I'd prefer to speak to you about it right now,

if that's all right.

I promise it won't take long.

We could go up to my room.

I want to come.

How old are you now, Doris?

-Nine. -Nine.

Well, you're practically a young lady.

You think you could manage to hold down the fort

on your own for a few minutes?

Are you up for that?

What's this about, Father?

Can I watch TV?

Of course.

It's right this way.

Where did she write them?

Over there.

Where are you going?

Mom, please.

My wife's middle name was Catherine.

I'm sorry, I...

Is this about your reading?

My mother's middle name was Lynn.

Did you see her writing these?

Actually writing them?

Yes. Right over there.

Um, sometimes the medium... gets confused.

Different voices...

I tricked her.

ALICE: What are those?

"Do not believe every spirit,

"but test the spirits to see whether they are from God.

For many false prophets have gone out into the world."

John, chapter four, verse one.

I thought this was about Lina.

It's about all of you.

Please.

She started by calling me "darling."

An easy guess, a common term of endearment.

Then said she missed me, an appeal to comfort.

Did you bring me up here to tell me

my nine-year-old daughter is a fraud?

Oh, no.

I don't think she's a fraud.

Not at all.

When I asked for Gloria's middle name,

I thought the word "Lynn" as hard as I could.

I repeated it over and over in my mind.

Why would you do that?

Because when we ask a question we know the answer to,

we think the answer as we ask it.

That's right.

And she was listening to me.

I thought "Lynn," she said "Lynn."

When I asked what our fight was about,

I cleared my mind.

Just imagined static on a television set.

She changed the subject.

Your wife's voice?

We all heard it.

It was a woman's voice.

That's all. Just a woman's voice.

I'm so shocked to hear it come from her mouth,

I don't really scrutinize

whether it sounded exactly like Gloria.

And she only says one word,

enough for me to hear it's a woman,

but not enough for anything else.

Accent, inflection...

nothing too familiar.

I don't think your daughter is a fraud.

I believe she is channeling powers and forces

we do not understand.

But I'm certain she was not channeling my wife.

(voices clamoring, whispering)

-(doorbell rings) -(voices fade)

(over TV): Keep your badge on.

(hinges creak)

Hey, Doris.

What's the skinny?

Is... is Lina home?

Come in.

SAM (over TV): This a personal call or a business call?

AL (over TV): Oh, a little of each.

Actually, not right now.

She and Mom are talking to the man about us.

They'll be right back.

They, uh, they left you here alone?

They'll be here any minute.

She said you should wait.

Yeah?

Want to see something neat?

You know, maybe I should, um,

I should come back later, when...

There's treasure in the walls.

We used it to pay the bills.

Yeah, I heard about that, kinda.

The treasure in the walls, is that for real?

I'll show you.

She'll be here any second.

FATHER TOM: This is something Doris wrote.

Sister Hanna came here from Poland during the war.

I asked her to translate them.

It upset her a great deal.

This is a journal from a man named Marcus

who grew up in Poland during the Second World War.

(hinges creaking)

FATHER TOM: It talks about his family

and how they were rounded up by the Germans

during the invasion.

It's this way.

I found a hole in the wall behind the furnace,

and the money was inside.

It was old and dusty.

I think there's more.

FATHER TOM: And it talks about

a doctor at the camps.

They called him the Devil's Doctor

because of his interest in the occult

and the experiments he'd conduct on the patients.

He talks about being rescued by the Allies.

He came to America

and lived on the streets, ended up in a mental hospital.

DORIS: I found some jewelry in there, too.

But I put it back.

For later.

FATHER TOM: He recognized one of the doctors--

using a different name,

but he knew it was the Devil's Doctor.

It's not unlikely;

a lot of them fled to America after the war.

And then, one night,

the doctor took him out of the hospital

and brought him to his house.

He describes the house.

This house.

He says the doctor had a secret room in the basement

where the experiments continued on Marcus and others.

He cut out their tongues,

he severed their vocal cords and sealed their mouths.

Kept them in the secret basement,

so even as people visited and socialized upstairs,

they couldn't be heard below.

My God.

FATHER TOM: And he describes his murder

in great detail.

His murder?

The journal doesn't stop there.

There could be so much more in there.

It talks about after.

After his murder?

Things that could help my family.

(neck crackling softly)

FATHER TOM: It talks about

being in the dark with the others.

Voiceless, cold, insane.

And it talks about the other things in the dark.

Things that were never human.

Things that were taking him over.

You were right.

What you said about this house.

(clattering)

Good bones.

(demonic voices whispering)

No.

She knew things.

Things only Roger and I knew.

I-I asked...

You asked about things that happened inside the house,

things that you and Dad said and did after you moved in.

Of course they knew all of the answers.

They were here, in the house, even then.

They were watching.

So we move. We get her out of the house.

The problem isn't the house. Not anymore.

I've called the archdiocese.

The Vatican has people who investigate these things.

I'll ask them to approve an exorcism...

Shh. Shh. Don't say anything else.

They were watching us

all of those years inside the house--

everything we did.

That means they're watching us now.

♪ ♪

(clock ticking)

Doris? Honey?

(crashing, clattering upstairs)

(thumping)

(thumping, rattling)

(footsteps running)

(noises stop, clock continues ticking)

I'll bring her down.

When I've got her and we get her outside...

(Alice gasps)

No! No, no, no!

No! No!

-No! No! No! -Honey...

-Honey, look at me. -No!

-Look at me. Look at me! -(Lina panting)

-Look at me! -No! (sobs)

We have to find your sister.

(sobs softly)

(classical music playing faintly)

(man singing to classical music)

What's that?

The basement.

(classical music continues)

Lina, wait outside.

No.

No way.

No, that's my sister.

(Lina panting)

This is my house, and I'm going with you.

Besides, splitting up sounds like

the stupidest idea in the world.

Okay, then.

But if we're going down there,

we're burning that thingin the furnace.

(classical music continues)

My thoughts may be only of you

Doris?

Doris? Honey?

So be of good cheer

And kiss me, my dear

Good-bye, little girl

Let's burn that.

Good-bye

(classical music continues)

(Ouija board clanks in furnace)

(screams)

(exhales heavily)

They're in here.

All of them.

We played in a graveyard.

Think that'll work?

I honestly don't know.

DORIS (muffled): Mom!

Mom, help!

I'm scared.

Mommy, help.

Good-bye, little girl

You stay here with your daughter.

What about staying together?

If she's in there, I'll bring her out.

(classical music continues)

(music grows louder)

So be of good cheer

And kiss me

My dear

Good-bye, little girl

Good-bye... ♪

(climactic note winds down, music stops)

DORIS: That's where we died.

Our Father, who art in heaven...

(demonic voices): He can't see this house, Father.

If he could, none of us would still be here.

You're not Doris.

Is Doris still here?

I'm sorry this happened to you.

Come with me.

I can help you.

Yea, though I walk through the valley

in the shadow of death, I shall fear no evil...

(demonic voices clamoring)

(quiet thumping)

Father?

Where is she?

She's part of the walls now.

And she told me the most wonderful,

awful things.

(Alice screams)

No, no!

Tom.

(gasps)

(panting)

(demonic shrieking)

(bones crack)

Mom! Mom!

You got to get out of here!

(Doris giggling)

(clock ticking)

What do we do?

-I don't... (screams) -Mom!

(Lina screams)

(groans)

(panting)

(rope creaking)

(demonic whispering)

(demonic shrieking)

(panting)

(demonic voices whispering)

Stop it.

Let her go.

(demonic voices fade)

Speak to me.

I'm a vessel.

I can help you.

(demonic voices): She's a better vessel.

What do you want from her?

Voice.

Then take mine.

You can cut it out, for all I care,

but you leave my girls alone.

Let them go!

Take me!

-We'll take all of you. -(gasps)

(demonic shrieking)

(clock ticking)

Dad!

(panting)

LINA: What the hell did you do this for?

-I didn't. -Dad gave me this,

and you know that!

I didn't do it!

Daddy did.

To stop the voices.

(sighs softly)

DORIS (echoing): I didn't do it.

Daddy did.

To stop the voices.

(echoing): ...stop the voices. ...stop the voices.

(wheezes)

(grunting, whimpering)

Sweetie, don't.

I just wanted to be able to talk to Daddy again.

I just wanted you to be able to talk to Daddy.

(demonic voices): He's gone.

He lives in the dark and the cold,

and he screams and screams and screa...

No, he doesn't.

ALICE: Lina?

LINA: I'm sorry, Doris.

(demonic screaming)

(wind roaring, demonic screaming continues)

(demonic screaming continues)

(Lina screaming)

(demonic voices stop)

(echoing): Daddy.

(grunts)

(Alice groans)

Doris?

Doris?

(whispering): No.

No, no, no, no, no, no, no.

No.

No.

No, no, no.

Oh, God.

(sniffles)

Oh, God.

My baby.

LINA: I had to.

(Alice sniffling)

To stop the voices.

(whispers): I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

(blade stabs)

(gasps)

(demonic voices whispering)

(gasps)

(Alice exhales heavily)

(breath trembling)

Mom!

(whispers): Mom.

Mom.

It wasn't you.

(crying)

Wasn't you.

It was my fault.

I love you.

(sobs)

I love you, too.

Doris?

Everybody's waiting.

(Lina crying)

(sobbing): No, I'm sorry!

Oh, God!

(sobbing)

MAN: Hey, Lina.

(sobbing loudly)

Lina?

Lina.

Where did you go just now?

What were we talking about?

Your sister.

Again.

Right.

Right.

What about her?

I need you to try to remember anything at all

that can help us find her.

Or her body, if she's...

Oh, of course.

Of course.

I'm sorry.

My mother might know.

I think she said something about where Doris is.

We've been over this.

She's dead, because you...

Right, of course.

You've been here two months, Lina.

We can't find your sister,

and still, we can't have a proper conversation about

what happened to your mother.

My mother.

(clears throat)

Really, the only thing that I can say

about my mother is that...

she wanted to know that we weren't alone,

after my dad died.

And now she knows.

We were never alone.

LINA: I'll never be alone.

I'll never be alone again.

(birds chirping)

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

Doris?

Are you there?

Are you there?

♪ ♪

(pen clicks)

(record player whirs)

(classical music plays)

And now, sweetheart, we too must part

But there must be no weeping

For night and day, while I'm away

My heart is in your keeping

Good-bye, little girl

Good-bye

I leave with a tear and a sigh

Try to be brave and be true

My thoughts may be only of you

And after the war is won

We'll start where we once begun

So be of good cheer

And kiss me, my dear

Good-bye, little girl

Good-bye

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

So be of good cheer

And kiss me

My dear

Good-bye, little girl

Good-bye... ♪

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

(music fades)

(siren wailing)

-(vehicle passes outside) -(siren continues in distance)

(birds chirping)

(second siren wailing in distance)

(fire truck horn honking)

(several sirens wailing)

(car horns honking)

(pounding on door)

(lock clicks, door creaks open)

MAN: Miss Zander?

You have a visitor.

She says she's your niece?

(chuckles softly)

The Description of Ouija: Origin of Evil