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The Conjuring

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Episode 5

Just that it was built sometime in

the late 1800's. We bought it

from an auction through a Bank

Trust -- we never knew who the

owners were.

(beat)

I always wanted to live in the

country -- this was supposed to be

someplace safer than the city.

Ed takes a moment, then --

ED

This house obviously has to be

exorcised, but to do that, we need

the church to authorize a Priest

to perform one.

CAROLYN

I'm fine with that.

ED

It's not that easy. We have to

provide proof that what you're

claiming is in fact happening, but

that can be the hard part.

CAROLYN

Why's that?

LORRAINE

Because it doesn't always happen

when we need it to.

CAROLYN

So what happens if we don't get

it?

ED

We don't have the church.

Carolyn deflates.

DISSOLVE TO:

INT. HOUSE - FOYER - RIGHT AFTER

Ed and Lorraine stand at the front door, ready to leave.

Carolyn's with them. Ed, who's holding the clock from

the kitchen, looks at her -- straightforward.

ED

What's your faith?

CAROLYN

... I was raised Methodist, I

guess...

ED

Have your children been Baptized CAROLYN

No... we're not really a church

going family.

Ed glances to Lorraine, then --

ED

You may want to rethink that.

Without faith, you have no

protection.

Carolyn's not quite sure where Ed is going with this --

ED (cont'd)

-- Our presence here could make

things worse.

CAROLYN

...Why?

ED

Because we're a threat -- and

whatever you're dealing with here,

isn't going to like it.

Carolyn floods with emotion. It's all too much.

Lorraine pulls her into an embrace.

LORRAINE

This is your house -- and Ed and I

are going to do everything we can

to keep it that way. No one likes

uninvited guests. Okay?

Carolyn wipes away a tear.

ED

We'll talk to the Historian in the

morning and see what we can find

out, but it'll be a few days

before we can get back here. We

have to make sure our tech guy is

available and we also need to get

someone to film everything for us.

Lorraine's attention is drawn to Cindy and Andrea,

looking down at them from the top of the stairs with

scared, worried faces.

DISSOLVE TO:

INT. WARREN'S PLYMOUTH - NIGHT

Ed pulls up to the entrance of the Harrisville Motel --

single story, maybe thirty rooms.INT. MOTEL ROOM - NIGHT

Lorraine is sitting on the edge of a queen-size bed, the

cradle of a dial phone to her ear, listening. She makes

eye contact with Ed, who enters from outside, carrying a

small suitcase and the cardboard box with the tape

recorder and kitchen clock inside.

LORRAINE

Well that's very nice of

grandma... seeing as it's so far

past your bed time and you have

school tomorrow.

Ed grins, places the box and suitcase on a dresser.

LORRAINE (cont'd)

Yes honey, daddy's right here.

(listens)

I love you too.

She holds out the phone for Ed, who takes a seat next to

her -- mouths "she promised". Ed seems somewhat amused --

ED

Hi pumpkin, what'cha doing up so

late?

While he listens --

ED (cont'd)

Oh, Tennessee Tuxedo was on?

TIME CUT TO:

INT. MOTEL - BATHROOM - LATER

CU on Lorraine soaking in the tub filled with bubbles --

her eyes are closed.

Widen. We see that her head is tilted back on Ed's

chest, who is soaking with her, stroking her arms. Steam

rises.

ED

You seem kinda quiet, you okay?

LORRAINE

It's just hitting close to home.

Andrea reminds me so much of Judy.

ED

I know. We'll get it fixed.

DISSOLVE TO:

INT. MOTEL ROOM - LATER

Lorraine exits the bathroom, donning a robe. She's towel

drying her hairDoesn't like the look she gets from Ed, who is clad in a

pair of pajama bottoms, sitting on the edge of the bed

with the tape recorder in his hands.

LORRAINE

What's wrong?

ED

Carolyn's voice didn't record.

Listen.

He hits play -- WE HEAR:

ED (V.O.)(cont'd)

My name's Ed Warren. It's

November 1st, 1972. I'm sitting

here with Carolyn Perron who, with

her family, has been experiencing

supernatural occurrences -- okay,

go ahead.

A long silence follows --

ED (V.O. (cont'd)

And what happened after that?

Another long silence. Ed clicks it off, looks to

Lorraine -- not sure what to make of it.

CUT TO:

INT. PERRON HOUSE - STAIRCASE - NIGHT

Cindy is heading up the staircase with a glass of milk in

hand when water slowly cascades down from the stairs

above her and slowly caresses her feet before moving on

down to the next stair. She looks up --

-- eyes go wide. Standing on a stair, several up from

her, is a YOUNG BOY (12), soaking wet, dressed in vintage

clothing. His skin is stark white and rotting in places,

and he has a non-stop flow of water dribbling out his

mouth.

Cindy drops the glass -- it shatters. She screams. A

second later, a very concerned Carolyn shows up at the

top of the stairs. Cindy can barely get the words out --

CINDY

There was a boy standing right

there --

She points to where she saw him -- he's gone, but the

water is still present and dripping down the stairs.A night light flowing out from the open bathroom door

casts a light glow over Ed and Lorraine, who are sound

asleep in the bed.

O.C. A SOFT CLICK -- then WE HEAR the tape recorder

kicking on by itself.

ED (V.O.)

My name's Ed Warren. It's

November first, 1972.

The sound of Ed's voice is LOUD, snapping Ed and Lorraine

out of their sleep, unbelieving. Both sets of eyes

target the tape recorder sitting on a small table near

the foot of their bed.

ED (V.O.

I'm sitting here with Carolyn

Perron who, with her family, has

been experiencing supernatural

occurrences -- okay, go ahead.

Where as this part of the tape was blank earlier -- it's

now filled with an INDISCERNIBLE, HAUNTING WHISPER that

sounds female -- it continues, until --

ED (V.O.)

What happened after that?

The tape recorder then suddenly SHUTS OFF --

LORRAINE

Ed, the clock.

He looks where her gaze is locked -- she's staring at the

Perron clock next to the recorder. The time on it reads

5:15. They look at it, transfixed. It never moves to:

5:16.

DISSOLVE TO:

EXT. MAIN STREET - HARRISVILLE - DAY

Small town. Stores and businesses line both sides of the

street. Light traffic.

Ed and Lorraine are driving through. They pass the

Catholic church. The marquee in front reads: LET GOD

GIVE YOU A GREAT DAY.

Ed continues for another block, then pulls over, coming

to a stop in front of MATHEWS DRY GOODS store. It's

simple, with two large windows, separated by an entrance.

A second story sits above it.S.O. of a bell that rings when Ed and Lorraine enter the

store. Inside is filled with a potpourri of dry goods.

SHANNON MATHEWS, a woman in her late 30's, and a teenage

girl are behind a long counter that stretches from the

front of the store to a set of steps leading upstairs in

the back. A lava lamp sits next to a register.

Shannon's busy cutting a piece of fabric for a customer

when she looks up.

SHANNON

Ed and Lorraine?

They both smile.

ED

Thanks for seeing us.

Shannon looks to the teenage girl next to her --

SHANNON

Maddy, finish cutting this for

Mrs. Doornbos, will ya?

Maddy nods that she will, and although she takes the

scissors from Shannon, her eyes never leave Ed and

Lorraine -- neither are sure what it's all about.

Shannon looks to Ed and Lorraine --

SHANNON (cont'd)

Why don't you follow me.

She grabs a large coffee mug off the counter and heads to

a set of stairs in the back of the store. Ed and

Lorraine follow.

SHANNON (cont'd)

You gotta ignore my niece, she

goes to school with the Perron

girls -- she's heard about what's

been happening out there.

INT. STORE - STAIRS - CONTINUOUS

As they head up --

SHANNON

Before the Perron's bought it,

that place had been empty for as

long as I can remember.

(beat)

Please excuse the mess up here, my

Nana's been the Historian for

almost sixty years, and when she

got Parkinson's, things just sort

of -- well, you can imagine.They come up off the last stair into a large, disheveled

looking room packed with stacks of books, filing

cabinets, piles of old newspapers and photos --

SHANNON

I took over the job, but haven't

had much time to put into it.

Shannon heads over to a nearby table that stands in the

middle of the room, where pictures, maps, journals and

other documents are piled in two large boxes.

SHANNON (cont'd)

I pulled everything together for

you I could find, but there's some

stretches of time missing. I'll

keep looking and send you anything

else I might find.

DISSOLVE TO:

INT. PERRON HOUSE - MASTER BEDROOM - NIGHT

Carolyn is getting ready for bed. There's a flare in the

window from headlights coming down the driveway. She

moves to the window and looks out --

-- it's Roger returning in the rig.

CUT TO:

INT. KITCHEN - SOON AFTER

Roger looks clearly irritated as he reaches for a bottle

of scotch in a cabinet. Carolyn is leaning against the

counter, arms folded, trying to stay strong.

ROGER

I can't believe you did this

behind my back.

CAROLYN

We have to do something. It's

getting worse.

ROGER

I told you I didn't want anymore

of this bullshit.

CAROLYN

They said you haven't seen

anything because it wants to

create "this", this conflict

between us.

Roger half laughs to himself as he uncorks the bottle.He pours a stiff one.

ROGER (cont'd)

And how much are they charging for

this little investigation?

CAROLYN

Nothing.

She moves over to Roger and takes his hands in hers

before he can lift the glass to his mouth --

CAROLYN (cont'd)

I'm scared to death and so are the

girls -- and I hate what it's

doing to us.

She looks at him eye to eye --

CAROLYN (cont'd)

Please Roger. For me -- please.

DISSOLVE TO:

INT. WARREN HOUSE - KITCHEN - EARLY MORNING

Ed enters, looking half asleep. Goes to the coffee pot --

LORRAINE O.C.

You're gonna have to make some

more.

Ed looks to an alcove off the kitchen, spotting Lorraine,

who has all the info they got from the Historian spread

out on a small desk. She's holding a hand written

journal.

ED

How long have you been up?

LORRAINE

Since four -- couldn't sleep.

She looks at him -- there's an intensity in her eyes.

LORRAINE (cont'd)

It's no wonder that family is

going through what they are.

TIME CUT TO:

An old, very weathered photograph of the Perron farm

house.

Widen - we see that Ed is holding the picture, a pile of

others are next to him. He nurses a cup of coffee.