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The Conjuring

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13 Chs

Episode 9

ROGER

No idea.

ED

Do you mind if we take a look?

ROGER

I don't care what the hell you do

to it.

CUT TO:

SOON AFTER

Tight on a section of wood paneling being pried back off

the wall with a hammer.

Widen -- to see Ed sliding the hammer up and down along a

panel's seam to loosen it. He finally pulls it back off

the wall --

Lorraine is the first to see --

-- A SMALL 2' x 2' TRAP DOOR framed within another wall

that latches from the outside via a SLIDE BOLT --

-- A WOMAN'S VERY OBESE HAND, fingers like sausages,

aggressively SLAMS it CLOSED, then SLIDES A LATCH across

to lock it.

Resume -

Lorraine and the others are looking at the trap door.

Ed kneels down. Undoes the latch. Slowly opens the

door. It's too dark to see anything beyond.

ED

Can someone get me a flashlight --

ROGER

Yeah, there's one in our room.

Roger disappears for a moment. Lorraine puts her hand on

Ed's shoulder --

LORRAINE

Let me go in.

Lorraine gets on her hands and knees as Roger comes back

with a small flashlight. Hands it to her. She thumbs

the switch. Shines it into the open door --

-- the light stretches into what looks like a narrow

crawl space framed in wood.

Lorraine slips half her body inside, keeping the light

shining aheadLorraine can barely make it out, but sees that the crawl

space seems to open up.

LORRAINE

Looks like there's some sort of

room.

Her flashlight suddenly dies -- casting her into total

darkness. She palms it a couple of times -- gets the

beam to shine again.

As she points the light down the crawl-space ahead --

-- A YOUNG BOY AND GIRL, full of angst and panic,

scramble toward Lorraine, PASSING RIGHT THROUGH her body -

- it's the two she saw in the photograph earlier.

Resume -

Lorraine is slightly startled, but continues into the

room ahead.

INT. HIDDEN ROOM - CONTINUOUS

Lorraine slowly stands, her flashlight quartering the

darkness. Cobwebs everywhere reflect off the light. It

falls upon a makeshift bed with an old, dust covered

blanket, which has SLINKY TOY sitting on it. Lorraine

picks it up -- sees a wooden box next to the bed with

other toys in it.

She lets her light wander, discovering that every wall is

completely covered with THE SAME PHRASE scrawled in

crayon, over and over. She moves closer. Sees what it

says; I'M SORRY MOMMY. I'M SORRY MOMMY. I'M SORRY

MOMMY. I'M SORRY MOMMY...

Lorraine stops -- senses something. She slowly moves the

light off the wall and angles it to her forearm -- IT'S

COVERED IN GOOSEBUMPS. And for a second, her heart skips

a beat -- there's something else she sees --

-- the light cascading past her forearm down to the floor

illuminates BATHSHEBA'S DIRTY, CRUSTED BARE FEET,

straddling her own -- from behind. Before Lorraine can

turn around --

-- she is aggressively shoved into the wall. The

movement jars the flashlight and slinky from her grasp

and drops to the floor.

SMASH CUT TO:

INT. CLOSET - SAME

Ed reacts the noise and immediately heads into the crawl

space.ED

Lorraine...?

INT. SMALL ROOM - SAME

Lorraine is reaching for the flashlight on the floor just

as Ed crawls in.

LORRAINE

I'm alright.

(beat)

It was her, Ed.

She looks hard to him -- definitely impacted.

LORRAINE (cont'd)

I've never felt anything so dark.

(beat)

We have to get her out of this

house --

CUT TO:

INT. CLOSET - RIGHT AFTER

As Ed and Lorraine come out, Ed looks to Jerome, direct --

ED

Grab the cameras -- I want to see

what we got.

DISSOLVE TO:

INT. DOWNSTAIRS BATHROOM - LATER

Ed and Jerome's movements are fast and precise as they

are busy converting the bathroom into a small darkroom; a

photo enlarger is on the counter with three solution

trays lined up next to it. A small rope has been strung

up along a shower rod. As Jerome pours developer into

one of the trays, Ed finishes screwing in a light bulb

and flips the wall switch, washing the room deep in

crimson.

CUT TO:

INT. LIVING ROOM - RIGHT AFTER

Lorraine is sitting before the monitors, her eyes on the

one revealing the master bedroom, where Roger is cuddling

Andrea on the bed, who is sound asleep. Carolyn is next

to him, doing the same with Cindy, who is also asleep.

Chirping crickets and croaking frogs drift in through an

open window next to her.A loud THUD pulls her attention outside to where she

sees something flopping on the ground by the barn, dust

rising -- as if there were some sort of struggle.

Bruce walks into the room carrying a cup of steaming

coffee.

LORRAINE

Keep your eyes on the monitors for

me, will you. I'll be right back.

Lorraine heads out of the room.

CUT TO:

EXT. PERRON HOUSE - RIGHT AFTER

Lorraine moves toward the flopping movement, which seems

to be slowing with each step she takes. As she gets to

it, the flopping stops. Sees it's an enormous barn owl --

neck broken, eyes wide open. Dead. A compassionate look

sweeps over Lorraine's face, until she hears --

-- A DISTANT BLEND OF VOICES; pained, fearful, full of

anxiety. She follows them to the back of the barn, where

through a thick wall of trees and shrubs, she can barely

make out an old, beaten pathway that threads through.

She heads in.

CUT TO:

EXT. GROWTH - RIGHT AFTER

The VOICES begin to grow in volume as Lorraine walks

deeper into the growth, fighting her way through

overgrown branches, following what's left of the pathway.

She comes out into a small clearing to see where the

voices are coming from.

Before her, surrounded by a crumbling stone wall and

completely overgrown with weeds, is an OLD CEMETERY with

maybe forty tombstones within; some broken, some toppled,

some incredibly worn. The voices seem to be coming from

somewhere on the other side.

She moves into it. A wind begins to tumble pieces of

foliage across the ground, then one tombstone catches her

attention -- the name reads: Bathsheba Sherman. She

moves up to it as the voices get louder and louder --

it's almost deafening, then --

-- THE VOICES INSTANTLY STOP, and things fall into an

awful silence. It becomes unnerving as Lorraine senses

something, a presence -- very close.

She scans the surrounding trees, but everything beyond is

swallowed in the shadows of the night -- she keeps

staring, knowing something is just beyond. After a

momentLorraine turns around to Bathsheba Sherman's grave. Sees

something protruding slightly from the ground before it --

it's a child's hand, half covered with dirt and leaves;

the skin is white, nails chipped -- full of grime. More

leaves blow away, revealing more of a body barely buried.

Lorraine inches closer -- it's a young girl -- matted

hair clings to the porcelain white skin on the side of

her face. The head is turned sideways. As Lorraine

moves around to get a better view --

She looks to the little girl's face -- blanches, it's her

daughter, Judy.

Then, the exposed white skin begins to grey, and

continues to darken and becomes ash-like -- the breeze

blowing every part of her away.

Panic invades Lorraine's body as a slow realization

overwhelms her. She takes off running back the way she

came.

SMASH CUT TO:

EXT. WOODS - PATHWAY - NIGHT

Trees branches claw at Lorraine's clothes as she retraces

her steps on a wild scramble to get back. She can see

the barn up head. She blows out the overgrowth and

continues her sprint past the barn and to the house --

-- barely slows to whip open the front door.

INT. HOUSE - FOYER - CONTINUOUS

As Lorraine dashes into the house and heads to the

kitchen, Bruce looks at her from the living room,

confused by her frenzy of motion.

INT. HOUSE - KITCHEN - CONTINUOUS

Lorraine comes running into the kitchen. She's out of

breath. Immediately goes to the phone on the wall.

Quickly dials. Ed walks in, curious to what's going on.

He's about to say something when she raises her hand to

give her a second.

LORRAINE

(into phone)

Mom, it's Lorraine. Is Judy okay?

(listens)

Can you go check on her, please.

(listens; irritated)

Damnit! Just check -- please.

Lorraine looks to Ed -- tears in her eyes. Keeps the

phone to her earED

Are you going to tell me what's

going on?

LORRAINE

It was Judy.

ED

What do you mean?

LORRAINE

I saw her, out there -- she was

dead --

A VOICE comes back on the phone --

Lorraine breathes a sigh of relief.

LORRAINE (cont'd)

(listens)

Thank you -- I didn't mean to

scare you like that.

(listens)

I'll explain later, okay.

Goodnight.

Lorraine slowly hangs up.

ED

What the hell happened to you?

Lorraine looks to him, troubled. Tears cascading --

LORRAINE

I saw Judy dead in a cemetery. It

was some kind of warning, I know

it. There are spirits trapped

there, I could hear them. She's

dominating both worlds.

ED

You've got to stop.

LORRAINE

(snaps)

Stop what?

He takes her by the shoulders --

ED

This -- you know better. I warned

you.

LORRAINE

I thought something had happened

to her.

ED

C'mere...

He pulls her into an embrace -- gentle, sympathetic.

Whispers