[silence]
[fanfare *]
*
[ghoulish howl]
[tense rhythmic music *]
*
[wind rustling leaves]
*
[crickets chirping]
[rustling leaves]
[creepy voice on TV announcing Halloween festival]
[phone rings]
[phone beeps]
Hello?
[eerie whisper on the phone]
[door creaks]
[phone rings]
I said hello.
[Marie on the phone] Why'd ya hang up on me?
[laughs]
Why don't you learn to speak up?
I did. What's your problem?
Listen, Kevin says you're not coming tonight.
What's the deal?
I don't like the idea of going somewhere to be scared.
Well, we don't have anything else to do.
You know the guys can't organize much.
Come on, it couldn't really be that scary, right?
Hello?
Sorry.
All right, I'll see you later tonight.
Cool. Later.
[doorbell rings]
Saved by the bell.
[frightening boom]
Trick or treat! - Hi, Cindy.
Don't you look cute in your costume tonight.
I'm not Cindy, I'm a monkey.
Okay, little monkey.
Do you want some candy or would you rather have a banana?
Candy!
Here you go.
How come you're not wearing a costume?
Well, I'm too old to wear a costume.
But how come your daddy's wearing one?
Well, see you later, Jessie!
Bye. - Bye.
[door creaks]
[ominous music *]
*
[gasps]
[grunting]
It's just me.
Damn, Kevin!
[laughing]
I could've killed you with this...
...this carving thing.
Oh yeah, you could've really bruised my skin.
This better not stain my shirt.
It washes right out.
Whoa. [grunts]
Now let me up?
First... an apology.
An apology for what?
Everyone deserves a good scare.
Woo...
...ooh.
What do you think you are?
A ghost?
Boo, Jessie.
[laughs]
[ominous music builds *]
*
[eerie bell music *]
*
[dog whimpers and barks]
[whistles]
Come on, Dutchess. Let's go.
Come on. Get in there.
[dog whimpers]
[loud boom]
[electricity humming]
Nice.
Yeah.
Gotcha.
[dog whimpers]
[groaning] Mother...
[loud zapping] [glass shattering]
[dog barking in the distance]
[groaning]
[booming]
[lights humming]
[electricity zapping]
[eerie ambience]
[crash] [elevator powering up]
[elevator dings]
[eerie ambience]
[scream] [funky music]
[TV announcer speaking Spanish]
[funky 1970's theme song *]
*
You mess with Dynamite, you get burned.
[speaks Spanish]
[screaming on TV]
Happy Halloween, Louise.
[radio dispatcher] Baines, copy.
Baines, here.
[dispatcher] We have a disturbance on Buchanan and Cortez.
You in the vicinity?
No, headin' home.
[dispatcher] Copy.
By the way, Locke's kid, Allan...
...he's looking for you.
Says it's important.
Tell him I'll meet up with him tomorrow.
Okay, he says he needs to see you tonight
and wants to know when you finally gonna get a cell phone.
Fine.
Tell him, uh,
he knows where to meet me.
[wheelchair squeaking]
[wheelchair crashes]
This is gonna scare the piss out of 'em.
*
Hey. - Hey.
Where's Freddy and Kevin?
On the patio.
What are they doin' out there?
Making out. [both laughing]
You know, Freddy...
...by the time you're sixty...
...she will probably have slept with everyone you've ever known,
except you.
Yeah, well, she's saving the best for last.
Whatever.
Come on, Jessie, we're just friends.
Mmm, you know, I have a friend like that.
His name is Kevin and he's my boyfriend.
[laughing]
We enjoy each other's company...
...and he has a car and I don't.
[laughs] [phone dialing]
Is everything set?
Just gonna check in with Emmett and see where he's at.
[phone rings]
[phone beeps]
Yo!
You ready for us yet?
Yeah, I got some juice going and a few things rigged.
Don't need much though.
This place is pretty creepy all on its own.
Don't forget to set up the third floor.
Yeah, I was headed there now.
Hello?
Hell-o?
Piece of crap.
[phone beeping] Lost him.
[elevator rings]
It's reading my mind, girl.
[dog whimpers]
I wonder if we'll find any left over medication.
[boom]
Oh, great.
[grunting] [dog barking]
[crash] Oh, shit!
[hissing and grunting]
[dog cries out]
[hissing]
[Emmett panting]
Fuck you.
[elevator creaking]
[door booms closed]
[dog barks]
Hey! Cut it out!
Scaredy cat.
[buzzer buzzes]
No...
Looks like you beat me to the third floor, Kevin!
You want to play with the master?
Be prepared to pay.
[dog whimpering]
Hey, Dutch...
Where'd you go?
[ominous breath]
[grunts]
Ow.
So, what's up?
Meg's missing.
She went out with her friends a couple of nights ago
and she never came home.
Where do you think she is
The old Santa Mira hospital.
Her and her friends
were planning something out there Saturday night.
And she couldn't be anywhere else?
Look Arlo, I need someone to go check it out with me.
Either she's gonna be there or she's not.
And if she is, she's in trouble.
I'm gonna need some help.
Some back up. A badge.
They're just looking for an excuse to fire my ass.
And that's out of my jurisdiction.
I gotta protect my pension.
Look, that used to be your beat with my dad.
That was a long time ago.
[sighs]
Where's Dynamite Jones when I need him?
He was a hero. He would've helped me.
He was a character.
Danger was his middle name.
Look, I can talk the talk.
But a hero? Shit.
That's twenty four seven, baby,
and I'm strictly nine to five.
Don't buy it.
I just...
...I can't.
Then I'm going without you.
Alright, alright. Okay.
Look, I'll put in a call to the precinct.
Check on a Caitlin White as well.
That's her best friend.
There's an abandoned underground service tunnel
connected to the funeral home across the street.
It's a good place to sneak in without getting noticed.
Thanks, Arlo.
And Allan!
Stay off the third floor.
Yeah, it's haunted, right?
[dog whimpers]
Hey, Dutch. There you are!
[dog barks]
What are you doing leaving me, huh?
[dog whimpering]
Crazy dog.
[eerie gurgling]
[dog whines]
Come on, girl.
[Chuckles]
Spooky.
[chuckles]
Nice decorations.
Ahh, Kevin.
You shouldn't have.
Cute.
Real cute.
[Emmett screaming]
[sign squeaking]
[eerie music *]
*
[radio dispatcher talking]
[grunting]
Persistent little shit.
Just like your dad.
[loud click]
[car drives by playing loud music]
[brakes screech]
It's gonna be great.
[whistling]
Freddy...
Keep your hands over your eyes.
It better not be like that time in Mexico.
Don't look. Don't look.
Okay girls...
You can open your eyes.
Oh, cool!
No, Kevin.
I am not going in there.
You know how much I hate hospitals.
I know, but come on Jessie.
Why would we go explore
some stupid little fake haunted house
when we can come here and explore the real thing?
It'll be fun.
For you, maybe.
Come on, show me a little Halloween spirit.
[scoffs]
The cops!
The cops stopped patrolling out here months ago.
We've all heard the stories about this place.
Bart Miller. Remember him?
Farty Barty.
Whether they're true or not,
I don't want to be the stupid kids who find out.
What's goin' on? Is she okay?
What is she doing?
[eerie ambience]
Whoa, Jessie, Jessie, you okay?
I'm fine. - What happened?
Just... a little light headed
[breathes heavily]
Everything's gonna be fine.
Yeah, nothin's gonna happen.
The minute you wanna leave, we'll leave.
I wanna leave now.
Why? You waitin' on a phone call?
What are you talking about
Yeah, you should probably get home.
Your mom's probably trying to get a hold of you.
[laughs]
Kevin...
What?
Great, come on, decide, it's cold.
I'll even let you hold the flashlight.
Fine.
But for the record--
[both] I know, I know.
We'll get a big "I told you so."
Come on.
Great, we are gonna be those stupid kids.
[sighs] You've got to be kidding me.
Welcome to Santa Mira hospital.
Ooh, man, yeah.
Brilliant.
Oh, this is nice.
You smell that?
It smells like fire.
Furnace smell.
Yeah...
[lock clicks]
[laughing]
Ooh, that's good.
Nice job.
So let me guess.
Emmet didn't have to work tonight?
Emmett has a job?
[giggling]
I haven't talked to Emmett all week.
Come on.
Come on... come on.
[giggling]
Freddy?!
Now, where did Freddy go?
Yo, Freddy!
What's goin' on?
Yo, Freddy!
Freddy!
I have no idea what she was talking about.
That whole mom thing.
He's not in there. - It's fine. Whatever.
Okay? - Okay.
[both girls scream]
[laughing]
I found costumes.
This is cute.
Let's get this over with.
I can see what kind of night this is gonna be.
Whatever.
[lock creaking]
[ghostly whimpering]
[exhales]
Ugh.
[echoing giggle]
Ugh! [child giggling]
[loud creak] [crash]
[gunshot]
[gurgling]
[deep growling]
[gunshot]
There it is again.
It's probably just the wind
batting an old window back and forth.
Yeah, sure.
If the window is attached to the trigger of a gun.
Oh, God, Jessie.
Marie's right. It was probably nothing.
Hey, Freddy, your name's in here, man.
Really? - Yeah.
That sucks.
It was a gun.
I know.
Breathing heavily.
[eerie voices]
[echoing giggle]
[crickets chirping]
[ominous music *]
*
[elevator dings]
[elevator rattles loudly]
Caitlin?
[elevator dings and rattles]
[radio dispatcher talking]
Florence, you copy?
Copy.
Baines here.
Honey, I thought you were going home.
You find anything out yet?
[dispatcher] Caitlin White's parents were down here earlier,
concerned she hadn't come home in two days.
No more news on Meg Locke.
Thanks... Baines out.
[dispatcher] Go get some rest.
That was the plan.
Basement, anyone?
Joy.
[elevator rumbles]
Whoa.
[eerie ambience]
I am not getting in there.
Chicken.
[chuckles]
How safe can it be?
Well it's that...
...or the stairs.
So how's everything between you and Marie?
I mean, I like her.
She likes my car a lot.
I mean, we go out all the time,
but it's usually me dropping her off
and then picking her up later.
Besides, I think she's seeing someone else.
Do you think I have a chance?
You don't want me to answer that.
Sh- she kissed me a couple months ago.
That's gotta be worth something--
Okay.
[water dripping]
Oh, nice.
Freddy...
...it's your mom.
You're mom.
Emmett?
Yeah?
Shhh...
[door clunks loudly]
[wheelchair screeches]
Oh shit!
What?
That wheelchair just moved.
Yeah, sure.
No, it did.
Whoa!
That was cool.
[chuckling]
It's a fishing line.
[wheelchair squeaks]
Whoa.
Ooh, scary.
[wheelchair screeching]
[Jessie growls]
That wasn't part of it.
[elevator dings]
That wasn't part of it!
Emmett!
You can come out now!
I'm tired and I wanna go home.
Emmett!
Come on, Jessie!
[screaming]
So not cool.
Can we go home now?
Yeah, we should probably get out of here.
God, you're a pussy, Freddy.
No, I just--
Well, I'm done.
If anyone wants to come with me let's go now.
Right. All right, Jessie.
Have it your way.
But we have to find Emmett first.
Huh! See?
I told you it was Emmett!
Go find him.
I'll be on the first floor where at least I'll feel safe.
I'm going with Kevin.
You do that.
Uh, Jessie, wait up.
[distant rumbling]
[jingling]
[distant click]
[coin dropping and spinning]
[shouts] You're one of them! Get away!
Get away from me!
Meg! Meg, it's Allan!
[panting] Allan?
What are you doing here?
I'm lookin' for you!
[growling]
[grunting]
[screaming] Stop it!
Let me see your hand! I have to see it!
Stop it!
[panting] Let me see.
What are you doing?
[breathing heavily]
You're not one of them.
Give me this!
Are you on something?
Huh?
Where's Caitlin?
I found this.
She's not here anymore.
None of my friends are.
What, did they just leave you?
How come you didn't go too?
You- you know all the stories about this place?
Oh, shit.
They're true.
You can't tell me you haven't seen things here
that you can't explain.
I don't believe in ghosts.
Don't worry.
You will.
[door creaks]
Always hated this place.
I really hope...
...this isn't some elaborate joke
you and your friends are pulling.
You still don't get it, do you?
It won't work.
This is how I got up here.
The elevators only take you to one place.
We're already here.
I thought they'd be here by now.
Oh, it's so cold.
You know you could have gone with them.
I wouldn't have minded.
I know how valuable your alone time is with Marie,
no matter how frustrating it may be.
You know, frustrating doesn't cover it.
But I would have felt bad leaving you alone back there.
Did you see that?
See what?
Jessie!
Where- where are you going?
[music builds *]
[ghostly cry]
[labored breathing]
[gasping]
[gurgling]
[gasping]
Mom?
...not crazy...
Freddy?
Hey, hey, hey, hey! Jessie, Jessie, Jessie!
Are you okay?!
I don't know.
I- I don't know.
Hey, hey, hey, hey.
Just breathe. Breathe.
[mumbling] It wasn't real.
What wasn't real? - None of it was real.
I wanna go home.
We need to find the others and leave.
No, no, no, no, there's something else the matter.
What is it?
Look, Freddy, sometimes I see things.
What have you been seeing?
Things that I wish would go away.
Anything we should know about?
No. [breathing heavily]
Where are they?!
Maybe we can just walk home.
They can catch up with us later.
No, no, no. In this neighborhood?
No, it's not possible.
[mysterious whistling]
Did you hear that?
Hear... what?
Someone's whistling.
Maybe it's Kevin.
[whistling continues]
I don't hear anything.
I bet you don't see anything in that room, either.
No.
Then I may be crazier than you think.
[spooky ambience]
Emmett?
Where did Emmett say he'd be?
Does it matter?
I don't know. Does it?
Hmm?
Ever do it on a gurney?
Ever do what?
Come on.
You got your wish.
All alone, creepy place.
Mmm, someone could walk in any minute and catch us.
You're such a bitch
the way you blew off poor Freddy like that.
Oh, he just makes it too easy for me.
Feeling guilty?
Well, not so much as...
...worried about what Jessie would do to me
if she actually found out.
She hasn't yet.
Which makes it all the more exciting.
Mmm.
Hmm.
Hi...ho... Silver.
[giggling]
Yippee-ki-yay!
[eerie ambience]
Freeze!
Fuck.
[ghostly whispering]
What the hell is going on, Meg?
[gasping]
Now do you believe me?
Let's get the hell out of here.
Don't worry, Kevin.
She won't find out, okay?
I'm Marie, silly.
[giggles]
Oh, gross.
[whispering] I'm gonna kill him. I'm gonna kill him.
So... what was Marie talking about
when she said you were waiting on a phone call from your mom?
Kevin didn't tell you too?
No. I thought your mom was...
She is.
Ah.
Wouldn't you rather talk about Marie?
Well, yeah...
But I wanna talk about this right now.
- You sure? - Yeah.
It's kind of hard to explain without sounding crazy.
Try me.
[sighing] Okay.
Well...
...I had this code with my mom when I was a kid
and she had to work late.
Two rings, hang up,
she'd call back and it would be her.
And that way no one ever knew I was home alone.
Okay.
But, um...
...after she died I'd get the same call
every year on Halloween,
except for when I picked up,
no one would be on the other end.
And even though it freaks the hell out of me,
I still kind of like to think of it
as her way of saying, "Happy Halloween."
Well, it's not silly, you know?
I don't think you're any crazier than I thought you were like...
...twenty minutes ago.
Thanks, Freddy, I think.
[distant bang]
Did you hear that?
Hear what?
[bang]
Uh, I heard that.
Thank God.
[loud rhythmic banging continues]
Sure you still wanna do this?
I don't want to be here at all, remember?
[bang]
Ready?
[banging gets louder]
Emmett.
[screams]
Not funny!
Jessie, Freddy, where is everybody?
We gotta get out of here.
None of this is funny!
I'm not joking around.
What was all that noise?
I didn't do that.
Look, there's some weird shit going on.
I think something happened to Dutchess.
I've been looking for her all night.
I think this place is haunted.
It's really pissed off.
Jessie!
Freddy!
Guys! - Where are you guys?
Are you hiding?
Where are you guys?
Come out! - Where are they?
Oh, Freddy! [Marie laughs]
Yeah, you got me, Freddy. Ha ha.
What are you doing?
Where's Emmett?
We looked everywhere for him.
Freddy! - We're right here.
Oh... Emmett..
You're good.
Oh, shit!
Go. - Come on, Freddy.
Oh my God, we're stuck.
Hurry!
[muffled shouting]
Oh my God.
[growling]
[pounding]
[rumbling]
[roaring]
[crashing]
[panting]
Are you okay?
[weakly] Yeah, yeah, I think it's just a scratch.
[shouting] Is someone going to get us outta here?!
[grunting]
[panting]
You're doing it all wrong!
Holy shit, what's happening to you?
Oh my God.
Oh, Jesus, Emmett...
...you're dripping.
I know.
Oh my God.
I told you this place was haunted.
Don't make me hit you.
[girls screaming]
[girls gasping]
You're not Emmett. What are you?
Part of your friend...
...part of me.
Sooner or later I'll get this right.
Fuck you!
Freddy, get away from him now!
Uh... Emmett?
[screams]
Don't be afraid.
I'm a friendly ghost.
[Marie screams]
[door opens]
[Marie gasping]
Hey! Hey! Get away from her.
Whoa, no, no, no, you're not shooting my friend.
Don't even think about it!
You can't kill what's already dead.
He's not your friend anymore. Do it!
No! [Emmett laughing]
[explosion]
[screaming]
[Marie continues screaming]
[eerie ambience]
[heart beating]
[Marie continues screaming and crying]
That didn't just happen, did it?
[sobbing]
What happened to Emmett?
What the fuck was that?
[gasping and sobbing]
You just shot one of my best friends!
[Marie] Get it off me, please!
I'm calling the police.
What are you going to tell them?
Yeah, I'd like to report...
...No, hello?
No, don't put me on hold!
I said don't!
[phone shatters]
Nice job, hot shot.
[sobbing]
Look...
...there are things here... spirits.
They took over your friend.
No shit!
Okay, that's enough.
Wait a minute, wait... wait.
Are you telling me...
...that one of us could possibly not be...
...one of us?
Yes. - Who are you?!
Does it really matter? We can talk later!
We've gotta get out of here now!
The doors are locked, the windows are all barred, we're stuck.
There's a way out through the basement.
Come on!
No, no, no, no, no.
We're not following you.
How do we know that one of you aren't one of them?
I know who I am
and I know who my sister is.
It's you guys are the one's that I don't know about.
[Marie sobs]
I've got enough bullets in here to get rid of all of you.
Yeah. It's your choice.
But we're leaving with or without you.
[Marie sobbing]
[grunting]
Stop!
You don't know what you're dealing with!
No. You don't know who you're dealing with.
I'm gonna show you how a real man gets out of here.
Don't do it! Don't waste the bullets!
Shut up!
We're not gonna need any bullets once we're outta here!
[bullets ricocheting]
Dammit, dammit!
Dammit, dammit, oh!
Help me, Jessie!
Oh, don't come near me.
[Marie cries out]
Is she one of 'em?
I have no idea.
I...
I can't get it off.
Oh, Marie's one of them too?
Look at all that shit on her!
[sobbing]
Get away.
Kevin, put the gun down, okay?
Just- just put it down.
I can't.
I'm not gonna let 'em get me too.
You're losing it Kevin! All right?
She's fine! Stop!
Who are you?
Kevin... I'm Marie.
It's me.
Don't even think about it. Stop it. Stop it.
There's nothing wrong with her. You're overreacting!
Put the gun down, okay?
Please put the gun down. - Put it down!
You're not Marie. - Kevin--
This stuff isn't me.
Please! I'm not a gho--
[gunshot]
[Freddy stammering] Marie!
[Freddy whimpering]
What'd you just do? - No... no.
You paranoid asshole, you just killed her!
She was one of them.
Give me the gun.
You too?!
Are you one of them?!
Fuck you, ghost man! [empty gun clicks]
[gun clicks]
No bullets, you idiot!
She was one of them.
What did you just do?
She was one of them.
She was flesh and blood!
I was protecting everyone!
No, you were protecting yourself!
Look, we've gotta get out of here now!
You're gonna have to trust me.
[eerie ambient music *]
*
What about Marie?
We'll call someone when we get out of here.
No, no, she's comin' with us.
[sobbing]
How many?
That's all the bullets you brought?
That's all that was in dad's case.
I didn't think we were- I was actually going to use this thing.
Come on, forget the stairs. Let's take the elevator!
Oh no, wait, get out of there!
What?!
It only goes to the third floor!
[clicking] [electricity humming]
[ghostly whispering]
What are you doing, Kevin?
I'm trying to get us to the basement.
Why'd you push three? - I didn't press three.
No more games. Please just get us out of here.
That's what I'm trying to do, Jessie.
Yeah, how do we know that?
How do we know you're not gonna just start falling apart
like Emmett?
How do we know that?
Because I bleed.
Yeah, look where that got us.
[splattering]
Where's Marie?
[Jessie gasps]
[screaming]
[all breathing heavily]
Oh, I'm okay.
I'm okay.
Yeah, you're okay.
So are the rest of us.
[all panting]
Whatever.
We're stuck.
No, it's worse.
We're stuck on the third floor.
[somber piano music *]
[crashing]
*
[elevator humming]
[ding]
It's them.
I hope so.
Great... great. We lost 'em.
They're on the third floor.
[wheelchair squeaks]
Allan. - What?
[wheelchair squeaks]
Oh, you gotta be shitting me.
[wheelchair squeaking]
[choking]
[coughing]
[screaming]
[wheelchair approaching]
[crash against the door]
[door rattling]
Meg? You're gonna have to tell me
exactly what happened between you and your friends.
They didn't just bolt out of here.
All this, everything that we're seeing...
It probably happens all the time,
except nobody makes it out of here alive
to tell about it.
[Marie choking]
Did they get you?
Did they?
No, no.
Look, I've counted at least two of them, maybe more-
these ghosts or whatever they are.
They play on your paranoia making you think that you
or your friends aren't who you should be.
If you die, they take over you completely.
The only thing I can't figure out is why.
[ghostly whispering and knocking]
[rattling] Ugh!
The door to the stairs is locked.
Smells like something just got burned.
All the doors are locked, or jammed,
or sealed shut, or something.
I just wanna get out of here.
Yeah, once they find out what you did to Marie,
they're gonna send you to jail anyways.
My ex-boyfriend's going to jail.
What?
It was self-defense, Jessie! - Oh, right, I'm so sure!
Stop it!
Marie's gone. Don't you get that?
Yeah, I get it.
I'm sorry, Freddy.
[ghostly banging and screaming]
What is she doing now?!
I've had about enough of this bitch.
And I'm willing to waste one of our bullets
to make her stop!
Then do it!
[crashing]
Now's our chance. Come out here.
Come on.
We got to go help the others.
They can help themselves.
I can't just leave them up there.
Do you think they'll listen?
We have to take care of ourselves.
Okay, look. That one kid is a fucking nut,
and the others are not gonna make it
unless we help them.
Look, you came here for me, didn't you?
You found me, let's go.
You're not dad. You're not a cop.
We'll call the police when we get out.
I can't.
Trick or treat.
Allan.
What the hells goin' on here?
It's a long story. I thought you couldn't help.
I owe it to your dad to watch your back.
Stop pointing that thing at me.
Well, it sure took you long enough.
Hey, I've been going around in circles in this place all night.
I don't want to hear about it.
Arlo?
Meg. - Arlo.
Oh, I'm so glad you're okay.
Glad you're here.
You the one shootin' your gun off earlier?
Sort of.
Have anything to do with those kids I saw tonight?
Yeah. - Where are they?
Third floor.
Figures.
You know I did five of those Dynamite Jones films...
...and I did 10 times more heroic stuff
in all of them combined
than I've done in 20 years as a real cop.
Can you believe that?
Yeah, well, you know what?
Tonight's a good night to start.
[ghostly giggling]
[spooky ambience]
[little girl humming]
[little girl giggles]
[breathing heavily]
Freddy? Throw m- throw me your flashlight.
Come on.
Figures.
The girl who's certain she's crazy
is the only one who has enough sense
to get us out of here.
Trust me. That'll never work on that door.
I've done this before.
You're getting nowhere. Let's try the elevator.
will you give me a minute?
It's no use. - I'll get it.
They don't want us in!
Come on. Third floor.
[menacing ambience]
[mysterious whispering]
Locked.
Told you.
[door clunks open]
Maybe you should listen to your sister more often.
So you know the history of this place.
Why the third floor?
Actually, the third floor has what they used to call "J" ward.
Where they kept all the nut jobs.
There was a fire a long time ago.
They shut the hospital down to renovate,
but every time they tried working on the third floor,
weird stuff happened.
Got to the point they just boarded the whole floor up
because of all the accidents.
Huh.
They tried reopening for a couple of years,
but by then the damage was done.
Some buildings don't have a thirteenth floor,
this place shouldn't-a had a third.
[ominous music *]
*
What...
What the hell happened here?
*
Let's go. I don't want to be here.
[sobs]
It's what's left of them.
They were coming for me.
Who?
My friends.
I stopped them. [sobbing]
Lead the way. Come on.
[ghostly breath]
[door creaks]
This is how I got away.
What is it?
Laundry chute.
You think I'm gonna fit in there?
Why not, Dynamite?
Doesn't look so bad. Here, I'll go first.
You bet your ass you will.
[hissing]
[ghastly screaming]
Meg...
...I thought we were friends.
What the fuck is that?
Oh my God. - What?
It's Caitlin. - Meg?
Go, go, go, go, go, go!
Meg!
[screaming]
[empty gun clicking]
[ghostly whispering]
[distant clatter]
Jessie?
Well, this just keeps getting better and better.
[dissonant piano keys jangling]
No, no, no, no, no!
[Carmichael screaming]
Time to take your bath, Carmichael.
Jacob...
Time for your medication.
It's time, Nurse Russell.
It's time to be let out.
Jacob, even if you get out of this room,
you still gotta get past the guard downstairs.
I'm prepared.
[fire crackling]
[laughing]
Give me the keys... and I won't hurt you.
Why, Jacob?
I just want what everyone wants!
To hurt little kids.
We know.
[grunts]
If I don't get out of here...
...you don't get out of here.
[fire roaring]
No!
[Nurse Russell cries out]
[fire roaring]
[distant screaming]
[ghostly whispering]
Who are you?
[grunting]
You know who I am.
[grunting]
The question is...
[electricity zapping] [Carmichael grunting]
[breathing sharply]
...what do I want.
What do you want?
[echoing whisper] You're different from the others.
You are the key who let me out.
I choose you.
I'll make sure you're locked in.
[whisper] How noble.
How do you expect to keep me locked in,
crazy little one?
I'm not crazy.
[whisper] Then why are you talking to yourself?
[loud hiss] [bang]
Are you okay?
I think so.
[Jessie panting]
Who are you?
Just someone trying to help.
You look familiar.
Yeah, I have that face. Let's roll.
Freddy, where's Kevin?
I don't know. I saw him down the hall and then he wasn't there.
Maybe he bolted.
Good. - You both disappeared around the same time.
Then he could still be here.
Let's go and hope he's safe somewhere.
Maybe he left.
That's who you are.
That old movie cop, uh, Action Jones or something?
Dynamite Jones?
Yeah, yeah, yeah, I remember, I remember.
And, uh, Danger is Dynamite's middle name.
Those were some funny movies.
They weren't supposed to be funny.
Do that, uh, match trick thing.
That was pretty cool.
I don't do that anymore.
Now what?
I'm not walking past her.
Come on...
...don't be a crybaby.
I'm not.
Ah!
It's all right. It's all right.
Hey guys!
We just went down two flights of stairs, right?
Yeah.
Then how come we're still on the third floor?
She doesn't want us to leave.
We need to go back in.
No way.
Shit.
[ghostly whispering]
What is it?
[screams]
Help me, help me, help me!
Help me, Jessie, help me!
How did he get in there? - How did we end up here?
I don't know how I got in here.
There's something in here with me.
Oh, Jessie, I'm so sorry.
I'm so sorry for everything I did.
Just please get me the fuck out of here!
Help me!
[grunting]
Oh, please, God, help me.
It might be nothing, he's just delusional.
There's something in here with me!
[grunting]
Jessie, Jessie, Jessie!
Please get me the fuck out of here!
I'm doing the best I can, okay?
[grunting]
Come on, Freddy!
Oh, no.
No, no, no. This isn't happening.
Oh, shit.
Oh, I'm a fucking dripper. No, no, no, no.
They must have got me when I slammed into that door back there.
Why didn't I freaking see it? No, no.
I won't let them take me over.
Ah!
[breathing heavily]
Let me out.
[ghostly little girl's voice] It's too late for your friend.
[splattering]
[Kevin] Hello?! Help me!
Get me out of here for God's sake!
Hello? What are you doing?
I can't get out of here! I can't get out of here!
Get me the fuck out of here!
[Kevin shouting unintelligibly]
[intense music *]
*
[Kevin panting]
[Kevin screaming]
[ghostly giggling]
The last person I saw that looked like you...
...I shot her in the face.
You shoot me in the face and I'll kick your ass.
Come on! Come on, let's go!
Come on!
[Allan] Unbelievable...
[Kevin] Oh, fuck!
We could go back up and try.
He's not gonna let us out. - Who?
I know why this is happening.
Maybe you could enlighten us.
Visions... ooh.
The ghost doing all this,
his name is Jacob.
He was the guy who started the fire here years ago
hoping to escape,
but instead all the patients were burned alive.
So, why take us over then?
He needs one of us.
A body to walk out of here with.
What about the girl? What did she want?
I think she just wanted to be released from the hell Jacob put her in.
He thinks he can just walk out of here and everything will be okay?
I think he thinks it will, but who knows?
This is the theory of some sick, twisted dead guy, not mine.
I just don't get it.
I mean, so what, ghosts have agendas now?
What are you telling me?
This Jacob is worrying about a previous life?
If you think the living are afraid of dying,
then the dying would be afraid of living again, I don't know.
Back in my day, you shoot a mother fucker,
he stayed dead.
Wait, what you were saying about the living being afraid of dying,
and the dying afraid of living?
Yeah, that was sarcasm. - But it makes sense.
He wants out, but he doesn't know what out means.
Out means living again.
If we want to get out of here alive
we have to make him afraid of living.
And how do you suppose we do that?
[eerie music *]
*
I still can't find his file.
Oh, good news guys.
Looks like we can go an extra five feet.
That's mine, you know.
Not anymore.
Son of a fucking bitch!
Oh, fuck!
What are you gonna do about him?
I don't know.
It's getting worse.
He wants out. I can feel it.
[phone ringing]
Hello?
[Mother's voice] Hello, Jessie Anne.
[Jessie] Mom?
[Mother] Just do what he says and he'll let you go.
mom, I love you...
...but, please, don't tell me what to do.
[Mother, echoing] Why?
Because you're dead...
...and you're not real.
Not crazy, not crazy, not crazy.
[gasping]
Stupid ghosts.
Ooh, real scary.
[lockers clatter] [ghostly howling]
[loud rumbling] [ghostly howling]
[loud scraping]
What the hell was that?
I think I provoked him.
Why doesn't he just come and get us?
He's just toying with us right now.
Do you have that file on Jacob?
So, what are you looking for?
There was a nurse in there with the patients
when the fire broke out.
She sacrificed herself to make sure no one got out.
Now it's my turn.
Should I just stop asking you where you're getting your information from?
Oh, this is impossible.
We keep trying!
Schizophrenia, anxiety, depression, aha!
Hold these.
All I wanted to do was finish college,
get out of town, and start over.
Now look at me.
You can't always run away from your problems.
And why is that?
Because they always come back to haunt you.
Will someone please make that fucking scratching noise stop?
[loud screech]
[Kevin] Thank you!
[Allan] You ready?
Ready.
You sure?
I fought these visions for too long.
The only way we're gonna get out of here
is if I fully use them for all they're worth.
Good luck.
[tense music *]
*
Okay, Jacob. Come on out.
You wanna go? You wanna leave?
Let's do this.
[elevator rattles]
*
Don't think I don't know why you were in here.
You were afraid of the outdoors.
You were afraid of everything.
Only later did they find out who you really were,
and decided to keep you here for good.
[electricity zapping]
[ghostly growl]
How can it be...
that a ghost is more afraid than the people he's scaring?
[oozing sound]
So you want out?
Then why don't you be a man and take me?
[electricity zapping]
But don't take me dead,
take me alive.
Wanna live again?
We'll walk out together.
[gasp]
Doesn't work that way.
You die...
...I possess...
...then I become.
It hasn't worked so far.
What makes you think you can just walk out of here
with one of these bodies and not fall apart all over again?
You're weak.
Always saying, "I'm sorry,"
when you should have said three simple words to your mother.
You're pathetic!
Try me!
I'm stronger than you think.
If you insist.
Poor little girl.
Always afraid you'd end up just like your mother
who saw things she shouldn't see.
But hers was just a symptom of the disease...
...yours is the real thing.
Who's the crazy one now?
[electricity zapping] [Jacob shouting]
[elevator dings]
You wanted to live?
Well, here's what it's all about.
[soft, forlorn music *]
*
Now, Jacob...
...you can feel the weight.
[musics grows intense *]
*
How does it feel, Jacob?
How does it feel to be alive?
No!
[shattering]
[gasp]
Hey, Jessie, you okay? - It's over.
[grunting]
You okay?
Why'd you go and do a stupid thing like that for?
Move! Get out of the way!
[intense music *]
*
[groaning]
Die.
Ah!
I'm s- I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
[grunting]
[groaning]
[gurgling]
[gunshot]
[splattering]
You okay?
[Baines groans]
Thank you, Jessie, for showing me the way.
You can go to hell.
You want hell?
This is hell.
And your pain of living is so much better
than the pain of not living at all.
Then feel this.
And I saw you... everything.
I know you better than you know yourself.
And Jessie, your heart is darker than you think.
You're just as trapped inside your own fears as I was.
I'm not like you.
You're right.
You're crazy, I'm not.
And this is where the crazy people belong.
Get a life.
I have.
You can't stop me now.
You showed me pain,
but you also showed me how to keep myself together.
[grunts]
And once I'm out,
if I start to fall apart again,
I'll go from body to body.
You'll never stop me.
You'll never win.
Come on.
[grunting]
Arlo, do something!
With what?
[heavy breathing]
Come on!
Come on.
Keep movin', keep workin', come on!
We gotta get out of here!
We can do this, come on!
I'm sorry.
Come on. Let's go. Let's go!
It's too late!
It's too late, come on, let's go, let's go!
Are you fools to think you can walk out of here without me?
Come on, let's go, let's go!
We gotta go, we gotta go!
I wasn't meant to leave either.
It's not what you think.
What did you do... to my sister?
She was dead already.
Why don't you come back and finish what you started?
Jacob, you really want to leave?
You really want to go?
If you don't have a warm body to make you live again,
then how are you going to do that?
I promised to keep you in here forever...
...and I will.
Who... are you?
[growling]
Ah!
[gunshot]
Time to take your medicine, Gregory Jacob!
[gunshot]
Who was she?
She was Jacob's nurse.
She was one of the good guys.
No.
Yes.
[ghastly howling]
Come on! Let's go!
[Jacob growling]
Open the door!
Come on, come on!
To show you the way,
first I have to show you the light.
Burn in hell.
You first.
[fire roars]
[screaming]
I hate hospitals.
I'm with you.
Let's go home.
[all breathing heavily]
There... will... be... others.
Not on my watch.
[electricity powering off]
[birds chirping]
*
[eerie voice] You don't have a ghost of a chance.
[ghostly laughter]