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.