House on Haunted Hill (1959) - full transcript

Eccentric millionaire Fredrick Loren and his 4th wife, Annabelle, have invited 5 people to the house on Haunted Hill for a "haunted House" party. Whoever will stay in the house for one night will earn ten thousand dollars each. As the night progresses, all the guests are trapped inside the house with ghosts, murderers, and other terrors.

THE GHOSTS ARE MOVING
TONIGHT, RESTLESS, HUNGRY.

MAY I INTRODUCE MYSELF?

I'M WATSON PRITCHARD.

IN JUST A MINUTE I'LL SHOW YOU

THE ONLY REALLY HAUNTED
HOUSE IN THE WORLD.

SINCE IT WAS BUILT A CENTURY AGO

SEVEN PEOPLE,
INCLUDING MY BROTHER,

HAVE BEEN MURDERED IN IT.

SINCE THEN, I'VE
OWNED THE HOUSE.

I'VE ONLY SPENT ONE NIGHT THERE

AND WHEN THEY FOUND
ME IN THE MORNING



I WAS ALMOST DEAD.

I'M FREDERICK LOREN.

AND I'VE RENTED THE HOUSE
ON HAUNTED HILL TONIGHT,

SO THAT MY WIFE
CAN GIVE A PARTY.

A HAUNTED HOUSE PARTY.

SHE'S SO AMUSING.

THERE'LL BE FOOD
AND DRINK AND GHOSTS.

AND PERHAPS EVEN A FEW MURDERS.

YOU'RE ALL INVITED.

IF ANY OF YOU WILL SPEND THE
NEXT 12 HOURS IN THIS HOUSE,

I'LL GIVE YOU EACH $10,000

OR YOUR NEXT OF KIN, IN
CASE YOU DON'T SURVIVE.

AH, BUT HERE COME
OUR OTHER GUESTS.

IT WAS MY WIFE'S IDEA



TO HAVE OUR GUESTS
COME IN FUNERAL CARS.

SHE'S SO AMUSING.

HER SENSE OF HUMOR IS,
SHALL WE SAY, ORIGINAL.

I DREAMED UP THE
HEARSE. IT'S EMPTY NOW,

BUT AFTER A NIGHT IN THE
HOUSE ON HAUNTED HILL,

WHO KNOWS.

THIS IS LANCE
SCHROEDER, A TEST PILOT,

SO, NO DOUBT A BRAVE MAN.

BUT DON'T YOU THINK
YOU CAN BE MUCH BRAVER

IF YOU'RE PAID FOR IT?

AND I HAPPEN TO KNOW
THAT LANCE NEEDS THE 10,000

I'LL GIVE HIM

IF HE'S BRAVE ENOUGH
TO STAY ALL NIGHT.

THIS IS RUTH BRIDGERS.

YOU'VE NO DOUBT READ HER
COLUMN IN THE NEWSPAPERS.

SHE SAYS HER REASON
FOR COMING TO THE PARTY

IS TO WRITE A FEATURE
ARTICLE ON GHOSTS.

SHE'S ALSO DESPERATE
FOR MONEY, GAMBLES.

YOU'VE ALREADY MET
WATSON PRITCHARD,

A MAN LIVING IN MORTAL
FEAR OF A HOUSE

AND YET HE IS RISKING HIS LIFE

TO SPEND ANOTHER NIGHT
HERE. I WONDER WHY?

HE SAYS FOR MONEY.

THIS IS DR. DAVID
TRENT, A PSYCHIATRIST.

HE CLAIMS THAT MY GHOSTS
WILL HELP HIS WORK ON HYSTERIA,

BUT DON'T YOU SEE A LITTLE
TOUCH OF GREED THERE,

AROUND THE MOUTH AND EYES?

THIS IS NORA MANNING.

I PICKED HER FROM THE THOUSANDS
OF PEOPLE WHO WORK FOR ME,

BECAUSE SHE NEEDED
THE 10,000 MORE THAN MOST.

SUPPORTS HER WHOLE FAMILY.

ISN'T SHE PRETTY?

THE PARTY'S STARTING NOW,
AND YOU HAVE UNTIL MIDNIGHT

TO FIND THE HOUSE
ON HAUNTED HILL.

WELL, WHERE IS EVERYBODY?

IT ISN'T A VERY
WARM WELCOME, IS IT?

ONLY THE GHOSTS IN THIS
HOUSE ARE GLAD WE'RE HERE.

ARE WE ALL STRANGERS
TO EACH OTHER?

DON'T YOU TWO KNOW EACH OTHER?

I'M AFRAID I DON'T
EVEN KNOW YOUR NAME.

I'M NORA MANNING.

LANCE SCHROEDER.

IS FREDERICK LOREN
A FRIEND OF YOURS?

I'VE HEARD OF HIM,
BUT I'VE NEVER MET HIM.

I WORK FOR ONE OF HIS COMPANIES,

BUT I'VE NEVER SEEN HIM.

I'VE NEVER MET THE MAN EITHER.

JUST A PHONE CALL.
DO YOU KNOW HIM?

NO.

WELL, THEN YOU'RE THE
ONLY ONE OF US WHO DOES.

I DON'T KNOW HIM.

ALL THE DETAILS ABOUT
RENTING THE HOUSE

WERE DONE BY MAIL.

HE'S QUITE WEALTHY, ISN'T HE?

MILLIONS.

AND FIVE WIVES, I BELIEVE.

FOUR, I THINK SO FAR.

A $50,000 PARTY FOR
ONLY FIVE PEOPLE

IS A LITTLE STEEP,

EVEN FOR A MILLIONAIRE.

WELL, IF I WERE
GONNA HAUNT ANYBODY,

THIS WOULD CERTAINLY
BE THE HOUSE I'D DO IT IN.

WHO CLOSED THE DOOR?

THIS THING IS MADE
OF SOLID STEEL.

ANNABELLE?

OUR GUESTS ARE HERE AND
FORTUNATELY STILL ALIVE.

IS YOUR FACE ON YET?

DUST AND DIRT EVERYWHERE
AND THE WATER BARELY TRICKLED.

COULDN'T YOU HAVE
HAD THE PLACE CLEANED?

ATMOSPHERE, DARLING.

YOU KNOW HOW GHOSTS
ARE, THEY NEVER TIDY UP.

THAT'S A VERY FETCHING OUTFIT,

BUT HARDLY SUITABLE FOR A PARTY.

I'M NOT GOING TO THE PARTY.

THIS SPEND-THE-NIGHT GHOST
PARTY WAS YOUR IDEA, REMEMBER?

SINCE IT'S GONNA
COST ME $50,000,

I WANT YOU TO HAVE FUN.

THE PARTY WAS MY IDEA,

UNTIL YOU INVITED
ALL THE GUESTS.

WHY ALL THESE STRANGERS,
WHY NONE OF OUR FRIENDS?

FRIENDS? DO WE HAVE ANY FRIENDS?

NO, YOUR JEALOUSY
TOOK CARE OF THAT.

I HAD A REASON FOR
INVITING EACH GUEST.

I WANTED KIND OF
A CROSS-SECTION.

FROM PSYCHIATRIST TO TYPIST,

AND FROM DRUNK TO JET PILOT.

THEY ALL NEED MONEY.

NOW, LET'S SEE IF THEY'RE
BRAVE ENOUGH TO EARN IT.

AND YOU CALL THIS A PARTY?

COULD BE.

WHY DO YOU ALWAYS DO
THAT? IT SPOILS THE CHAMPAGNE.

IT MIGHT EXPLODE.

NEVER DOES.

WOULD YOU GUARANTEE THAT?

THAT ISN'T FUNNY, FREDERICK.

IT WOULD MAKE A GOOD HEADLINE:

"PLAYBOY KILLS WIFE
WITH CHAMPAGNE CORK."

WILL YOU JOIN ME?

NO, THANK YOU.

JUST A SIP MIGHT
IMPROVE YOUR HUMOR.

MY HUMOR IS FINE, THANKS.

AND I HAVEN'T POISONED IT.

IT'S ALWAYS GOOD TO KNOW THAT.

HAVE SOME.

YOU'LL ENJOY THE PARTY MORE.

GO ON.

YOUR TRUST IS SO TOUCHING.

AND I'M NOT GOING TO THE PARTY.

OF ALL MY WIVES YOU
ARE THE LEAST AGREEABLE.

BUT STILL ALIVE.

WOULD YOU GO AWAY FOR A
MILLION DOLLARS, AND TAX FREE?

YOU WANT IT ALL, DON'T YOU?

I DESERVE IT ALL.

YOUR JEALOUSY ISN'T TAX FREE.

AND YOUR POSSESSIVENESS
IS MADDENING.

IF EVER A MAN HAD
GROUNDS FOR DIVORCE...

BUT CAN'T PROVE THEM.

THE TIME WILL COME.

YOU'LL SLIP UP
ONE OF THESE DAYS.

THINK SO?

IF I LIVE LONG ENOUGH.

YOU REMEMBER THE FUN WE
HAD WHEN YOU POISONED ME?

SOMETHING YOU
ATE, THE DOCTOR SAID.

YES, ARSENIC ON THE ROCKS.

ANNABELLE... YOU'D DO IT AGAIN

IF YOU THOUGHT YOU COULD
GET AWAY WITH IT, WOULDN'T YOU?

DARLING, WHAT
MAKES YOU THINK THAT?

SOMETHING ABOUT YOU.

I HEAR THAT HANGING IS
VERY UNCOMFORTABLE,

IN CASE YOU GET ANY MORE IDEAS.

AND DON'T LET THE
GHOSTS AND THE GHOULS

DISTURB YOU, DARLING.

DARLING, THE ONLY
GHOUL IN THE HOUSE IS YOU.

AND DON'T SIT UP ALL NIGHT

THINKING OF WAYS
TO GET RID OF ME.

IT MAKES WRINKLES.

THIS IS WHAT SHE USED ON
MY BROTHER AND HER SISTER.

HACKED 'EM TO PIECES.

WE FOUND PARTS OF THE
BODIES ALL OVER THE HOUSE.

IN PLACES YOU WOULDN'T THINK.

A FUNNY THING IS, THE HEADS
HAVE NEVER BEEN FOUND.

HANDS AND FEET
AND THINGS LIKE THAT,

BUT NO HEADS.

THE WIFE, PROBABLY IN A RAGE,

THREATENED HER
HUSBAND WITH THE KNIFE

AND THEN, CARRIED
AWAY BY HYSTERIA,

TOOK A SWING AT HIM AND
SIMPLY WENT ON FROM THERE.

SHE CERTAINLY WENT ON.

HOW MANY PEOPLE DID
SHE KILL, MR. PRITCHARD?

ONLY TWO.

HER HUSBAND AND HER
SISTER. NO ONE ELSE WAS HERE.

SO THERE ARE TWO LOOSE
HEADS JUST FLOATING AROUND

IN HERE SOMEWHERE?

YOU CAN HEAR THEM AT NIGHT.

THEY WHISPER TO EACH
OTHER AND THEN CRY.

SINCE OUR HOST ISN'T HERE,

WOULD ANYONE CARE
TO MIX ME A DRINK?

CERTAINLY. WHAT WILL YOU HAVE?

GOOD EVENING.

I AM YOUR HOST, FREDERICK LOREN.

SINCE WE'RE ALL
STRANGERS TO EACH OTHER,

LET'S GET ACQUAINTED
WITH A DRINK, SHALL WE?

MR. LOREN...

I ADVISE YOU TO CALL
THIS PARTY OFF NOW.

THE GHOSTS ARE ALREADY
MOVING AND THAT'S A BAD SIGN.

LET ME APOLOGIZE FOR MY
WIFE, SHE'LL JOIN US LATER.

WHAT WILL YOU HAVE?

SCOTCH AND...

DOCTOR?

I'LL HAVE THE SAME.

NOW, BEFORE THE PARTY BEGINS,

LET'S GO OVER THE DETAILS.

THE CARETAKERS WILL
LEAVE AT MIDNIGHT,

LOCKING US IN HERE UNTIL
THEY COME BACK IN THE MORNING.

ONCE THE DOOR IS LOCKED,
THERE IS NO WAY OUT.

THE WINDOWS HAVE BARS
THAT A JAIL WOULD BE PROUD OF

AND THE ONLY DOOR TO THE
OUTSIDE LOCKS LIKE A VAULT.

THERE IS NO
ELECTRICITY, NO PHONE,

NO ONE WITHIN MILES,

SO, NO WAY TO CALL FOR HELP.

LIKE YOUR COFFIN.

SO, IF ANY OF YOU DECIDE
NOT TO STAY FOR THE PARTY

YOU MUST LET ME
KNOW BEFORE MIDNIGHT.

OF COURSE, IF YOU LEAVE,

I SHAN'T BE ABLE TO
PAY YOU ANYTHING.

I'M INTERESTED IN YOUR
REASONS FOR THIS...

PARTY.

ASIDE FROM THE PLEASANT COMPANY.

GHOSTS, DOCTOR.

I THINK EVERYONE WONDERS
WHAT THEY WOULD DO

IF THEY SAW A GHOST.

AND NOW MY WIFE IS GIVING US
ALL THE OPPORTUNITY TO FIND OUT.

AMUSING.

GHOSTS, ETCETERA,

BEING ONLY
CREATIONS OF HYSTERIA,

YOUR PARTY SHOULD BE A SUCCESS.

BUT PRITCHARD HERE
PROMISES US GENUINE GHOSTS.

SEVEN NOW.

AND MAYBE MORE BEFORE MORNING.

THAT'S CHEERFUL.

FOUR MEN HAVE BEEN
MURDERED IN THIS HOUSE.

AND THREE WOMEN.

YOU PLANNED YOUR PARTY
VERY WELL, MR. LOREN.

FOUR OF US ARE MEN,
THREE ARE WOMEN.

A GHOST FOR EVERYBODY.

THEN PRITCHARD, WHY
DON'T YOU TAKE US ON A TOUR

THROUGH THE HOUSE AND
LET'S SEE WHAT HAPPENS, HUH?

SEE THAT STAIN?

BLOOD.

A YOUNG GIRL WAS KILLED HERE.

AND WHATEVER GOT
HER, WASN'T HUMAN.

DON'T STAND THERE!

WHAT DO YOU MEAN? WHERE?

IT'S TOO LATE,
THEY'VE MARKED YOU.

RIDICULOUS, THE
ROOF PROBABLY LEAKS.

THAT MUST BE WHAT IT IS.
WHO WOULD WANNA HAUNT ME?

I WOULD SAY ANY
SELF-RESPECTING MALE GHOST.

I HOPE IT DOESN'T COME BACK.

WELL, MR. PRITCHARD,
YOU'RE THE LIFE OF THE PARTY.

HE HASN'T EVEN STARTED YET.

WASN'T THERE A MAN WHO THREW
HIS WIFE IN A WINE VAT OR SOMETHING?

THAT WAS IN THE CELLAR.

THERE'S BEEN A MURDER ALMOST
EVERY PLACE IN THIS HOUSE.

ALL THIS BELONGED
TO A MR. NORTON

WHO DIDN'T DIE HERE, HE
WAS ELECTROCUTED LATER.

MR. NORTON DID A GOOD DEAL
EXPERIMENTING WITH WINES,

BUT HIS WIFE DIDN'T
THINK IT WAS ANY GOOD.

SO, HE FILLED A VAT WITH ACID

AND THREW HER IN.

SHE WAS SUPPOSED TO STAY DOWN,

BUT THE BONES CAME UP.

IT'S A FUNNY THING,

BUT NONE OF THE MURDERS
HERE WERE JUST ORDINARY.

JUST SHOOTING OR STABBING,

THEY'VE ALL BEEN SORT OF WILD,

VIOLENT AND DIFFERENT.

LOOK OUT!

THANK GOD SHE DIDN'T FALL IN.

YOU MEAN THERE'S
STILL ACID IN THERE?

DESTROYS EVERYTHING
WITH HAIR AND FLESH.

JUST LEAVES THE BONES.

MY, IT'S DRY AND
DUSTY DOWN HERE.

WELL, THERE'S A CURE FOR
THAT UPSTAIRS. COME ON.

HOW DID YOU GET
INVITED TO THIS PARTY?

NO. LET THEM GO ON.

I MEAN, WHAT DID HE TELL YOU?

MR. LAUREN SAID

EVERYBODY WOULD GET $10,000.

BUT HE DIDN'T SAY ANYTHING
ABOUT BEING LOCKED IN.

NO.

HE JUST MADE A DEAL
WITH ME ON THE PHONE,

BUT NOTHING ABOUT
HAVING TO STAY.

AREN'T YOU GONNA STAY?

IF I DON'T, I LOSE $10,000.

I'M GONNA STAY, TOO.

$10,000.

YEAH.

DO YOU BELIEVE IN GHOSTS?

I DON'T KNOW.

WELL, I AGREE WITH
WHAT THAT DOC SAYS.

YOU CAN SPOOK YOURSELF.

I'VE DONE IT IN PLANES.

I'VE SEEN THINGS THAT
WEREN'T REALLY THERE.

OR WERE THEY?

WHAT'LL YOU DO WITH YOUR 10,000?

IF WE GET IT.

WHAT DO YOU MEAN IF WE GET IT?

WON'T HE PAY US IF WE STAY?

AH, SURE HE WILL.

10,000 IS NO MORE TO HIM
THAN A NICKEL IS TO US.

WE WERE IN AN
AUTOMOBILE ACCIDENT.

NOW I'M THE ONLY ONE IN THE
FAMILY WHO CAN MAKE ANY MONEY.

BOY, I'VE NEVER
SEEN SO MANY DOORS.

CLOSET.

BOTTLES.

DOES IT GO ANYWHERE?

LANCE!

LANCE!

HELP ME, PLEASE!

LANCE IS GONE AND
THERE'S A GHOST.

A GHOST?

PLEASE, PLEASE, COME ON!

DID SHE SAY LANCE IS GONE?

GONE WHERE?

WE'LL HAVE TO BREAK
IT DOWN, IT'S LOCKED.

LOCKED?

YOU ALL RIGHT?

NOTHING THAT MONEY WON'T CURE.

I MUST HAVE BUMPED MY HEAD.

AND THE ONLY WAY YOU
COULD BUMP YOUR HEAD IN HERE

IS TO RUN HEAD ON INTO THE WALL.

YOU DIDN'T DO THAT, DID YOU?

LET'S GET A BANDAGE ON THAT.

I WONDER WHY
THEY DIDN'T KILL HIM.

WHO?

HE DIDN'T BUMP HIS HEAD.

THEY HIT HIM.

THEY?

NORA...

WHEN YOU CAME IN, YOU SAID
SOMETHING ABOUT A GHOST.

THERE WAS SOMETHING.

WHAT DID IT LOOK LIKE?

WELL, IT WAS
WEARING A BLACK THING

THAT WENT ALL THE
WAY TO THE FLOOR.

WEREN'T YOU A LITTLE
FRIGHTENED AT THE TIME?

WELL, YES.

THAT, MR. LOREN, IS HYSTERIA.

BUT THEN DOCTOR,
HOW DO YOU EXPLAIN

WHAT HAPPENED TO LANCE?

WAS THAT HYSTERIA TOO?

YOU BETTER GET THAT
CHECKED IN A DAY OR SO.

THANKS, DOC.

WAIT FOR ME IN THE HALL.

THE GHOSTS ARE COMING
CLOSER, MR. LOREN.

YOU REALLY BELIEVE
IN YOUR PET GHOST,

DON'T YOU, PRITCHARD?

BEFORE THE NIGHT'S
OVER, YOU WILL TOO.

WOULDN'T YOU
LIKE A DRINK, LANCE?

NO, THANKS.

I'D LIKE ONE. SCOTCH AND...

MR. LOREN, ARE YOU
REALLY GOING TO PAY ANYONE

WHO STAYS ALL NIGHT?

CERTAINLY. $10,000.

WILL THERE BE MUCH
RED TAPE? DELAY?

YOU IN A HURRY, DEAR?

FRANKLY, YES.

OR FRANTICALLY.

THERE YOU ARE, MY DEAR.

SOMEONE OR SOMETHING
WAS IN HERE WHEN I CAME IN.

BUT WHERE?

AND IF THE DOOR WAS
LOCKED, HOW DID IT GET OUT?

WHAT YOU SAW, MIGHT
HAVE BEEN A GHOST, NORA,

BUT WHAT WAS IN HERE
WITH ME WAS NO GHOST.

I DON'T KNOW, I WAS SO SCARED.

DOES THAT SOUND
DIFFERENT TO YOU?

YES.

THREE, SIX, NINE, TWELVE.

TWELVE FEET.

THREE, SIX.

NOW I'M GONNA KNOCK
ON THE OTHER WALL.

WHEN YOU HEAR ME,
YOU KNOCK ON THIS WALL.

TAP LOWER DOWN.

OH, LANCE!

I SAW IT AGAIN!

WHERE DID IT COME FROM?

FROM IN HERE.

WELL, IF IT RAN OUT OF
HERE, I'D HAVE SEEN IT.

LANCE, IT DOESN'T
RUN, IT JUST FLOATS.

YEAH, BUT WHY DIDN'T I SEE IT?

YOU DON'T BELIEVE ME.

WELL, HOW CAN I?

I'M ANNABELLE LOREN.

YOU MUST BE MISS MANNING.

I REALIZE THIS IS A VERY UNUSUAL

AND I'M AFRAID VERY DULL PARTY.

WOULDN'T YOU LIKE TO FRESHEN UP?

THIS IS YOUR ROOM.

DEPRESSING, ISN'T IT?

I DOUBT IF I'LL SPEND
MUCH TIME HERE.

IT'S GOING TO RAIN.

PERFECT ATMOSPHERE
FOR MY HUSBAND'S PARTY.

WHY DID YOU COME HERE?

HE SAID HE'D GIVE ME $10,000.

WHY DID HE PICK YOU?

I DON'T KNOW.

MY SUPERVISOR JUST CAME
AND SAID I'D BEEN INVITED.

HOW LONG HAVE YOU
KNOWN MY HUSBAND?

I JUST MET HIM TONIGHT.

SO?

WHY YOU?

WHAT WERE YOU DOING
WANDERING AROUND BY YOURSELF?

WELL, I WAS IN THE CELLAR
WITH LANCE... MR. SCHROEDER,

I JUST LEFT, THAT'S ALL.

DON'T DO IT AGAIN.

DON'T GO ANYWHERE IN
THIS HOUSE BY YOURSELF.

NOW, FIX YOUR FACE

AND I'LL COME BACK FOR
YOU IN A FEW MINUTES.

BUT I...

YOU'RE IN DANGER.

WE ALL ARE.

BUT WHO?

I HOPE FOR YOUR SAKE
YOU NEVER FIND OUT.

I'M ANNABELLE LOREN, WERE
YOU LOOKING FOR SOMETHING?

NOT EXACTLY.

ARE YOU THE DOCTOR?

NO. NO, I'M LANCE SCHROEDER.

THE PILOT. YOU'VE HURT YOURSELF.

OH, IT'S JUST A
BUMP ON THE HEAD.

WHICH IS MY ROOM?

I BELIEVE THIS IS IT.

THANK YOU, MRS. LOREN.

ANNABELLE, LANCE.

YOU WERE WITH THE
YOUNG GIRL IN THE CELLAR.

WHY WAS SHE SO UPSET?

WAS SHE?

AND YOU DON'T LOOK LIKE THE TYPE
TO GO AROUND BUMPING HIS HEAD.

WHAT REALLY HAPPENED, LANCE?

WELL, NORA THOUGHT
SHE SAW A GHOST,

BUT I DIDN'T SEE ANYTHING.

SHE WAS JUST FRIGHTENED THEN?

AND MAD AT ME, I THINK.
I KIDDED HER ABOUT IT.

I WOULDN'T JOKE ABOUT ANYTHING
ELSE THAT HAPPENS HERE TONIGHT.

NOW, DON'T TELL ME YOU ARE
TAKING ALL THIS SERIOUSLY?

AREN'T YOU?

WELL, I'D LIKE TO
FIND OUT WHAT HIT ME.

LANCE...

IF I NEED HELP, MAY
I COUNT ON YOU?

YEAH. SURE, I GUESS SO.

LOOK, WHAT'S GOING
ON HERE ANYWAY?

I MEAN, WHAT IS
WITH THIS PARTY BIT?

THIS IS NO PARTY, HE'S
PLANNING SOMETHING.

YOUR HUSBAND?

I WISH I KNEW WHAT IT WAS.

MUST BE PRETTY BIG, IF
HE'S GONNA LAY OUT 50,000.

MONEY DOESN'T MEAN ANYTHING.

HE HAS A REASON FOR
GETTING US ALL UP HERE

TO THIS DREADFUL OLD HOUSE.

WHAT FOR? HE
DOESN'T EVEN KNOW US.

MAYBE THAT'S EXACTLY
WHY YOU'RE HERE.

WELL, WHAT CAN HE GET AWAY WITH?

OH, HE THINKS THAT
BIG MONEY LIKE HIS

CAN GET AWAY WITH ANYTHING.

YOU KNOW, OF COURSE,
THAT I'M HIS FOURTH WIFE.

THE FIRST SIMPLY DISAPPEARED,

THE OTHER TWO DIED.

LANCE...

I DON'T WANNA JOIN THEM.

YOU MEAN HE...

OH, HIS DOCTORS SAID
THEY DIED OF HEART ATTACKS.

TWO GIRLS, IN THEIR TWENTIES.

WELL, WHAT CAN HE DO?

MY HUSBAND IS SOMETIMES
INSANE WITH JEALOUSY,

NOTHING MATTERS TO HIM THEN.

PLEASE, BE CAREFUL.

WOULD HE HURT YOU?

HE WOULD KILL ME IF HE COULD.

ANNABELLE, YOU'RE
MISSING ALL THE FUN.

NORA MANNING WAS ALMOST
KILLED BY A FALLING CHANDELIER,

THE PILOT BASHED HIS HEAD IN.

IS HE BADLY HURT?

THE SATURNINE PSYCHIATRIST
BANDAGED HIM UP.

DON'T YOU WANT TO
GO AND CONSOLE HIM?

AS YOU DO MOST
MEN IN YOUR FASHION?

YOU'RE SO CLEVER, FREDERICK.

AS I LIE AWAKE NIGHTS
WONDERING WHY I MARRIED YOU.

IT WAS RATHER A MISTAKE.

YOU DIDN'T MARRY ME,
DEAR, I MARRIED YOU.

UNPLEASANT, BUT NO MISTAKE.

WELL, HURRY UP.

FREDERICK, FOR THE LAST TIME,
I'M NOT GOING TO YOUR PARTY.

AND FOR THE LAST TIME, IT'S
NOT MY PARTY, BUT YOURS.

AND YOU ARE GOING.

I AM NOT.

YOU READY, DEAR?

NO.

ARE YOU READY, DEAR?

YES. DAMN YOU!

WOULD YOU ADORE ME
AS MUCH IF I WERE POOR?

ALL YOU WANNA BE
IS A LOVELY WIDOW.

IT'S ALMOST TIME TO
LOCK UP THE HOUSE.

AND THEN YOUR PARTY
WILL REALLY BEGIN.

I WONDER HOW IT'LL END.

IT'S CLOSE TO MIDNIGHT, LANCE.

OK, I'LL BE DOWN IN A MINUTE.

WHO IS IT?

YOUR HOST, MY DEAR.

IT'S ALMOST MIDNIGHT, NORA.

WE'RE ALL GOING TO GET
TOGETHER DOWN IN THE LIVING ROOM.

ALL RIGHT, MR. LOREN.
I'LL BE RIGHT DOWN.

COME WITH US.

COME WITH US
BEFORE HE KILLS YOU.

WHERE'S NORA? MISS MANNING?

I DON'T WANNA STAY HERE!

NORA, WHAT HAPPENED?

THAT'S JONAS
SLYDES AND HIS WIFE.

THEY'VE BEEN CARETAKERS
HERE FOR YEARS.

SHE'S BLIND, YOU KNOW.

I'M NOT GOING TO STAY HERE!

WELL, DOCTOR, IT
LOOKS LIKE WE HAVE

A REAL CASE OF
HYSTERIA ON OUR HANDS.

I THINK SHE'S JUST
A LITTLE UPSET,

NOT HYSTERICAL.

GOOD EVENING.

HELLO, MY DEAR.

THIS IS MY WIFE.
THESE ARE OUR GUESTS.

RUTH BRIDGERS, DR. TRENT,

YOU KNOW WATSON PRITCHARD,
OF COURSE, NORA MANNING,

AND THIS IS LANCE SCHROEDER.

GET ME OUT OF HERE.

WHAT ABOUT THE 10,000?

I DON'T CARE, HE
WANTS TO KILL ME.

WHO WANTS TO KILL YOU?

MR. LOREN.

MAY I HAVE YOUR
ATTENTION, PLEASE?

I THINK YOU ALL REMEMBER
THE BARGAIN WE MADE

ABOUT STAYING ALL NIGHT.

$10,000 A PIECE.

IF ANY OF YOU DON'T SURVIVE,

$50,000 WILL BE DIVIDED
AMONGST THE REST OF YOU.

IF I SHOULD DIE...

YOU WILL BE PAID BY MY ESTATE.

WHEN THE DOOR IS LOCKED FROM
THE OUTSIDE BY THE CARETAKERS,

WE'LL ALL BE FORCED TO STAY
IN THIS HOUSE UNTIL MORNING.

IF ANY OF YOU
DECIDE NOT TO STAY,

YOU MUST LEAVE WITH
THE CARETAKERS NOW.

YOU WON'T HAVE A CHANCE
TO CHANGE YOUR MINDS LATER,

BECAUSE THERE'LL
BE NO WAY TO GET OUT.

I DON'T WANNA STAY!

WAIT.

IT ISN'T MIDNIGHT YET.

WHO TOLD THEM THEY COULD LEAVE?

THEY NEVER LEAVE
BEFORE MIDNIGHT.

WELL, THEY'VE GONE NOW.

I WAS GOING TO ASK YOU WHETHER
YOU WANTED TO STAY OR NOT,

BUT IT SEEMS THAT THE CARETAKERS
HAVE MADE THE DECISION FOR YOU.

WE'RE ALL LOCKED IN NOW.

BUT I DON'T WANNA STAY.

I'M SORRY, MY DEAR,
BUT IT'S TOO LATE NOW.

DARLING, HAVEN'T YOU HAD
ENOUGH OF THIS SILLY GAME?

GET SOME CARS UP HERE FOR
THESE PEOPLE AND LET THEM GO HOME.

BUT PAY THEM FIRST.

THIS IS YOUR PARTY, REMEMBER?

IN SPITE OF MY WIFE'S
FAITH IN MY ABILITY

TO DO THE IMPOSSIBLE,

WE WILL ALL HAVE
TO STAY IN THIS HOUSE

UNTIL EIGHT O'CLOCK
IN THE MORNING.

BUT WE HAVE SOME
PARTY FAVORS FOR YOU

IN THESE LITTLE COFFINS.

THIS IS MY WIFE'S IDEA.

AND I MUST SAY, I THINK
IT'S RATHER DANGEROUS.

I SUPPOSE YOU ALL KNOW HOW
TO USE ONE OF THESE THINGS,

BUT IN CASE YOU DON'T,

YOU JUST PRESS DOWN ON
THIS LEVER WITH YOUR THUMB.

AND THEN PULL THE TRIGGER.

YOU SEE, THEY'RE LOADED.

THESE ARE NO GOOD AGAINST
THE DEAD, ONLY THE LIVING.

DOCTOR.

LANCE.

NORA.

GO AHEAD. TAKE IT.

MISS BRIDGERS.

AND HERE'S YOURS, DEAR.

I DON'T NEED IT.

IT WAS YOUR IDEA.

WHO KNOWS, YOU MAY
WANT TO USE IT ON ME

BEFORE THIS NIGHT IS OVER.

THROW THESE GUNS AWAY.
THEY WON'T DO YOU ANY GOOD.

I AGREE WITH PRITCHARD
ON THAT POINT,

ALTHOUGH NOT FOR
THE SAME REASON.

DR. TRENT...

DON'T YOU APPROVE OF
OUR LITTLE PARTY FAVORS?

SUPPOSE NORA HAD HAD A GUN

WHEN SHE MISTOOK THE
BLIND WOMAN FOR A GHOST.

I DON'T THINK ANYONE ELSE

IS GOING TO WALK
AROUND IN TOTAL DARKNESS.

OH, I'M SURE WE'RE NOT GONNA
GO RUNNING AROUND THE HOUSE

SHOOTING EACH OTHER, AREN'T YOU?

WHO KNOWS?

FEAR MAKES PEOPLE
DO AMAZING THINGS.

MR. PRITCHARD...

YOU SAID YOUR SISTER-IN-LAW
KILLED A MAN AND A WOMAN HERE

AND CUT THEM UP?

YOU SAID THEY FOUND
HANDS AND FEET,

BUT THEY NEVER FOUND ANY HEADS.

WOULD YOU LIKE TO SEE
ONE OF THOSE HEADS?

WOULD YOU ALL LIKE TO
SEE ONE OF THOSE HEADS?

WELL, THEN... JUST FOLLOW ME.

DARLING...

I REALLY DON'T NEED THIS.

JUST GO LOOK IN MY
SUITCASE. JUST GO LOOK.

BUT IT WAS IN THERE.
A WOMAN'S HEAD!

NORA, I THINK YOU'RE
A LITTLE UPSET.

WOULD YOU CARE FOR A SEDATIVE?

GET OUT! GET OUT, ALL OF YOU!

ALL OF YOU GET OUT OF
HERE AND LEAVE ME ALONE!

JUST GET OUT OF HERE!

DO YOU THINK IT'S ALL RIGHT TO
LEAVE HER BY HERSELF, DOCTOR?

I WISH SHE'D TAKEN A SEDATIVE.

WHAT DO YOU SUPPOSE
SHE THOUGHT SHE SAW?

THEY'RE CLOSING IN ON HER.

LOOK, DOC, I THINK SOMEBODY
OUGHT TO STAY WITH HER.

THERE COULD BE A MILLION
PEOPLE AROUND HER.

AND IF THEY WANTED
HER, THEY'D GET HER.

WHAT IF HE'S RIGHT?

HE'S TOO DRUNK TO KNOW
WHAT HE'S TALKING ABOUT.

I WONDER.

I'LL JOIN YOU IN A MINUTE.

DO YOU THINK IT WOULD DO
ANY GOOD IF YOU WENT IN AND...

TALKED TO HER?

DO YOU THINK THERE REALLY
WAS A HEAD IN HER SUITCASE?

I DON'T KNOW.

A THING LIKE THAT WOULD
PUT ME RIGHT OVER THE EDGE.

LOOK, WOULD YOU
SORT OF STAY UP HERE

I MEAN, IN CASE SHE NEEDS HELP?

ALL RIGHT. I'LL BE IN MY ROOM.

JUST CALL IF YOU NEED ME.

THANKS.

ARE YOU SURE THERE ARE ONLY
SEVEN PEOPLE IN THIS HOUSE?

POSITIVE. EXCEPT FOR THE GHOSTS.

I DON'T BELIEVE IN GHOSTS.

NOR IN FRIGHTENING WOMEN.

IN NORA'S CASE IT'S
GONE FAR ENOUGH.

PERHAPS TOO FAR.

WHAT DO YOU SUGGEST
WE DO ABOUT IT, DOCTOR?

DON'T FRIGHTEN HER ANYMORE.

NORA.

NORA?

NORA?

NORA!

NORA!

WHAT DO YOU KNOW ABOUT THIS?

THEY'VE TAKEN HER.

IN A LITTLE WHILE,
SHE'LL BE ONE OF THEM.

WHERE IS NORA?

WHERE IS SHE?

IT'S TOO LATE. IT'S TOO LATE.

YOU'LL NEVER FIND HER AGAIN.

PRITCHARD, IF YOU KNOW WHERE
SHE IS, YOU BETTER TELL ME NOW!

SHE'S GONE! SHE'S GONE WITH HIM.

AND THERE IS NOTHING
YOU CAN DO ABOUT IT.

NORA.

TAKE HER DOWN.

NORA?

SHE'S DEAD, MR. LOREN.

YOUR WIFE HANGED HERSELF.

A SUICIDE.

LANCE!

NORA!

LANCE, HIDE ME! PLEASE, HIDE ME!

WHAT'S THE MATTER?

HIDE ME!

HE TRIED TO KILL ME.

HE GRABBED ME AND CHOKED
ME AND PUT ME IN THAT ROOM.

AND THEN HE WENT
AWAY AND LEFT ME.

WHO?

HE THOUGHT I WAS DEAD.

WHO?

MR. LOREN.

ARE YOU SURE ABOUT THIS?

I DON'T KNOW. IT WAS DARK,
BUT IT MUST HAVE BEEN HIM.

HAS ANYBODY SEEN
YOU SINCE HE LEFT YOU?

I HEARD SOME
PEOPLE IN THAT ROOM,

BUT I WENT BY AND NOBODY SAW ME.

MRS. LOREN IS DEAD.

BUT HOW?

LOREN SAID SHE
COMMITTED SUICIDE.

BUT I THINK SOMEBODY KILLED HER.

HIM?

I'M SURE YOU'VE COME TO
THE SAME CONCLUSION I HAVE.

YEAH, I THINK SO.

LET'S ALL HAVE A MEETING,
DISCUSS WHAT TO DO.

THE LIVING ROOM?

OK, IN A MINUTE.

I'VE GOT TO GO DOWNSTAIRS.

NOW, YOU LOCK YOURSELF IN HERE

AND DON'T LET ANYBODY
KNOW YOU'RE HERE.

IF HE THINKS YOU'RE
DEAD, HE WON'T COME HERE.

AND I'LL GET BACK
AS SOON AS I CAN.

YOU'LL BE ALL RIGHT.

AND IF YOU HAVE TO...

YOU USE IT.

SO BEAUTIFUL,

SO GREEDY,

SO COLD.

WHAT ARE YOU DOING IN HERE?

WAIT. DON'T WE...?

WHAT DO YOU MEAN COMING IN HERE?

I DIDN'T WANT THEM
TO TAKE HER AWAY.

YOU'RE DRUNK.

THEY WILL IF YOU
DON'T WATCH HER.

YOU'RE DRUNK! ALL RIGHT,
OUT WITH IT, PRITCHARD.

WHY DID YOU COME INTO THIS ROOM?

I'M THE ONLY ONE
WHO UNDERSTANDS.

UNDERSTANDS WHAT?

YOUR WIFE ISN'T THERE ANYMORE.

SHE'S ALREADY JOINED THEM.

NOW PRITCHARD, I'VE HAD
ENOUGH OF YOUR SPOOK-TALK.

GET OUT, YOU SOT, AND DON'T
COME BACK INTO THIS ROOM AGAIN.

WHERE IS WHAT'S HER NAME? NORA.

I DIDN'T DISTURB HER, SINCE I
DON'T THINK THIS CONCERNS HER.

NO, YOU'RE RIGHT.

MR. LOREN...

ISN'T THERE SOME WAY WE CAN
GET OUT OF THIS HOUSE NOW?

NO, NONE AT ALL.

WE COULD TRY BREAKING OUT.

THE ONLY DOOR TO THE
OUTSIDE IS MADE OF STEEL.

THE BARS ON THE WINDOWS
ARE SET IN SOLID STONE.

WE'VE GOTTA STAY.

I'M NOT AFRAID OF YOUR
GHOSTS PRITCHARD.

BUT I AM AFRAID.

WHEN WE CAME HERE
A FEW HOURS AGO,

THE ONLY THING WE HAD IN
COMMON WAS THE $10,000 WE'D GET.

NOW, HOWEVER, WE
SHARE SOMETHING ELSE:

THE DEATH OF MRS. LOREN.

SO FAR TONIGHT,

ONE OF US WAS ALMOST
KILLED BY A FALLING CHANDELIER.

ONE OF US WAS
MYSTERIOUSLY SLUGGED.

ONE OF US HAS BEEN DRIVEN TO
THE BRINK OF ABSOLUTE HYSTERIA.

AND ONE OF US IS DEAD.

WERE THESE ACCIDENTS?

SUICIDE?

AND WE MUST STAY HERE
FOR SIX MORE HOURS.

SIX HOURS?

SIX OF US.

TIME ENOUGH.

WHO WILL BE NEXT?

HOW WILL IT HAPPEN?

LET ME ASK YOU A
QUESTION, DOCTOR.

YOU WERE THE FIRST
ONE TO SEE MY WIFE THERE.

DID YOU ALSO SEE ANYTHING THAT
SHE COULD HAVE CLIMBED UP ON

AND THEN JUMPED?

NO.

DID ANY OF YOU?

THERE WAS NOTHING.

HOW THEN DID SHE
GET UP THERE, SO HIGH?

EXACTLY, MR. LOREN. HOW?

SHE COULDN'T HAVE
PULLED HERSELF UP THERE,

SHE COULDN'T HAVE
DROPPED FROM THE CEILING.

DO YOU THINK YOUR
WIFE KILLED HERSELF?

NO. SHE WAS MURDERED.

BY ONE OF YOU.

OR YOU, MR. LOREN.

TO DELIBERATELY KILL SOMEONE,
YOU MUST HAVE A REASON.

WE WERE ALL
STRANGERS TO YOUR WIFE.

ONLY YOU HAD A
MOTIVE FOR MURDER.

WHAT HUSBAND HASN'T AT SOME
TIME WANTED TO KILL HIS WIFE?

WHAT HUSBAND HASN'T HAD
A THOUSAND OPPORTUNITIES

TO DO IT IN SUCH A WAY

SO THAT HE'D NEVER BE SUSPECTED?

I'M NOT SUCH A FOOL
AS TO HANG MY WIFE

FROM A CEILING BY A ROPE.

THE FACT REMAINS
THAT YOU OR ONE OF US

MURDERED MRS. LOREN.

AND THAT'S A MATTER
FOR THE POLICE.

SO, HOW DO WE GET THE POLICE?

THAT'S MY POINT. WE
CAN'T UNTIL MORNING.

WHAT BEGAN AS A SILLY
PARTY GIVEN BY AN ECCENTRIC,

HAS NOW INVOLVED
US ALL IN MURDER.

FOR ONCE, PRITCHARD
MAY BE RIGHT.

IF ANOTHER MURDER'S IN
THE WORKS, LET'S STOP IT NOW.

ANOTHER MURDER?

WHY NOT?

MAYBE ONE OF US SAW TOO MUCH.

WHY SHOULD EVEN A MILLIONAIRE

WANT TO GIVE EACH OF US $10,000

TO SPEND ONE NIGHT IN
A GLOOMY OLD HOUSE?

TO SEE SOME
GHOSTS? HAVE A PARTY?

NO.

HAVE YOU FINISHED
TRYING ME, DOCTOR?

AND IS THE VERDICT
"GUILTY OF MURDER"?

OH, THIS ISN'T
GETTING US ANYWHERE.

SOMEBODY KILLED MRS.
LOREN, WE KNOW THAT.

ONE OF US IS GUILTY AND THE
REST OF US ARE INNOCENT, OK.

NOW, WHAT WE HAVE TO
DO FOR THE NEXT SIX HOURS

IS PROTECT OURSELVES
FROM EACH OTHER.

DO YOU REALLY THINK...

I DON'T THINK ANYTHING.

I JUST KNOW THAT I'M
GOING TO MY ROOM.

AND IF ANYBODY
COMES IN, I'LL SHOOT HIM.

OR HER.

AND IF WE ALL STAY IN
OUR ROOMS, WE'LL BE SAFE.

BECAUSE THE INNOCENT WILL
HAVE NO REASON TO LEAVE HIS ROOM

AND THE GUILTY WILL ADMIT
HIS GUILT IF HE OR SHE DOES.

AND WE ALL HAVE GUNS.

THEN WE'RE ALL AGREED?

OH, I WISH THIS NIGHT WERE OVER.

ROOMS? GUNS?

I TELL YOU, IT DOESN'T
MAKE ANY DIFFERENCE.

THEY AREN'T THROUGH WITH US YET.

WHAT'S THE USE IN
SAYING GOOD NIGHT?

GOOD NIGHT.

GOOD NIGHT, DOCTOR.

NORA, IT'S ME, LANCE.

YOU OK?

THEY'VE ALL GONE TO THEIR
ROOMS AND LOCKED THEMSELVES IN.

LANCE, I'VE BEEN THINKING.

IT WAS SO DARK DOWN THERE,
MAYBE IT WASN'T MR. LOREN.

IT WAS HIM ALL RIGHT.

HE TRIED TO KILL YOU,
AND HE DID KILL HIS WIFE.

HOW CAN YOU BE SO SURE?

SHE TRIED TO WARN ME,
ASKED ME TO HELP HER.

THE DOC THINKS HE'S GONNA
TRY AND KILL ONE OF US.

NOW, THERE MUST BE A
WAY OUT OF THIS PLACE

AND I'M GONNA FIND IT AND GET
THE POLICE BEFORE HE DOES.

I'M GOING WITH YOU.

WELL, IF HE FINDS
OUT YOU'RE ALIVE...

NO, NORA. YOU'RE SAFER
HERE THAN ANY PLACE ELSE.

NOW, JUST LOCK YOURSELF
IN AND KEEP QUIET.

IF I FIND A WAY OUT, I'LL
COME BACK AND GET YOU.

NO! NO!

LANCE.

AN ADMISSION OF GUILT, DOCTOR?

CERTAINLY NOT.

THERE'S EITHER SOMEBODY
ELSE IN THIS HOUSE

OR ONE OF US HAS LEFT HIS ROOM.

DID YOU HEAR ANYTHING?

ORGAN MUSIC?

THAT... AND SOMEONE WALKING.

YOU GOT YOURS?

READY?

YOU LOOK DOWNSTAIRS
AND I'LL LOOK UP HERE.

WHY NOT TOGETHER?

THERE MAY BE ONLY MINUTES,
SECONDS LEFT OF SOMEONE'S LIFE.

WHY WASTE TIME?

IT'S ALMOST OVER, DARLING.

EVERY DETAIL WAS PERFECT.

WHAT'S HAPPENING?

WE'VE DONE IT.
THE PERFECT CRIME.

BEAUTIFUL.

HAS SHE KILLED HIM?

NOT YET. BUT SHE WILL.

IS HANGING HARNESS.

WHAT'S TAKING THAT GIRL
SO LONG? WHAT TIME IS IT?

AT FIRST I COULDN'T GET NORA

TO WANT TO PROTECT
HERSELF WITH A GUN.

BUT AFTER YOU
APPEARED AT THE WINDOW

EVERYTHING BEGAN TO WORK
JUST AS WE HAD PLANNED.

YOU WERE WONDERFUL.

JUST THE TOUCH THAT FINALLY

DROVE HER INTO
COMPLETE HYSTERIA.

IT'LL BE WORTH ALL OF
OUR PLANNING, DARLING.

WHERE'S NORA NOW?

WHAT'S HAPPENING?

ON HER WAY TO THE CELLAR.

SO SCARED, SHE'LL SHOOT
THE FIRST THING THAT MOVES.

AND FREDERICK?

ON HIS WAY TO THE CELLAR, TOO.

DAVID, ARE YOU SURE NONE
OF THEM WILL SUSPECT US?

OF WHAT?

A HYSTERICAL GIRL
ACCIDENTALLY SHOOT SOMEBODY?

WHO WOULD SUSPECT THAT
WE PLANNED IT THAT WAY?

THAT WE DROVE HER TO IT?

WHAT ABOUT MY SUICIDE?

WELL, JUST A GHOST PARTY GAG.

WE'LL CLAIM IT WAS A DUMMY,

SINCE I'M THE ONLY
ONE WHO TOUCHED YOU.

AND THE CARETAKERS?

WELL, THEY HAD NO IDEA
WHAT THEY WERE REALLY DOING.

WHAT ABOUT NORA? SHE'S
NOT STUPID, YOU KNOW.

DARLING, BELIEVE ME,

EVERYTHING WE'VE PLANNED
IS WORKING PERFECTLY.

NORA IS SURE FREDERICK
MURDERED YOU.

SHE THINKS FREDERICK ATTACKED
HER IN THE CELLAR, NOT ME.

AND NOW NORA IS ALMOST
OUT OF HER MIND WITH FEAR.

THE HEADS, THE
MUSIC, YOUR HANGING.

I TELL YOU WHEN FREDERICK
WALKS IN THERE, SHE'LL SHOOT HIM.

IT'S TAKING TOO LONG.

DAVID, YOU OUGHT TO BE THERE.

WHEN YOU HEAR THE SHOT,
COME DOWN TO THE CELLAR.

NORA. NO!

DAVID?

DAVID?

AT LAST YOU'VE GOT IT ALL.

EVERYTHING I HAVE...

EVEN MY LIFE.

BUT YOU'RE NOT GOING
TO LIVE TO ENJOY IT.

COME WITH ME,
MURDERESS. COME WITH ME.

GOOD NIGHT, DOCTOR.

GOOD NIGHT, ANNABELLE.

THE CRIME YOU TWO
PLANNED, WAS INDEED PERFECT.

ONLY THE VICTIM IS ALIVE
AND THE MURDERERS ARE NOT.

IT'S A PITY YOU DIDN'T KNOW

WHEN YOU STARTED
YOUR GAME OF MURDER,

THAT I WAS PLAYING TOO.

THERE MUST BE SOME
WAY TO GET IN HERE.

OH, IT'S RIGHT ALONG
HERE SOMEWHERE.

LANCE!

I'VE SHOT MR. LOREN. HE'S
DOWN IN THE WINE CELLAR.

ALIVE?

I DON'T THINK SO.

IT'S HIM! HE'S ALIVE!

YOU DIDN'T SHOOT
ANYONE, MY DEAR.

I LOADED YOUR GUN WITH BLANKS.

I CAN TELL YOU ALL NOW,

TRENT AND MY WIFE
WERE PLANNING TO KILL ME.

THEY FAILED.

TRENT TRIED TO
THROW ME IN THE VAT.

MY WIFE STUMBLED AND FELL.

I'M READY FOR JUSTICE
TO DECIDE IF I'M...

INNOCENT OR... GUILTY.

NOW THERE ARE NINE.

THERE'LL BE MORE, MANY MORE.

THEY'RE COMING FOR ME NOW.

AND THEN THEY'LL COME FOR YOU.