. (ominous music) (music swells) WOMAN (voice-over): It scares us just thinking about it. When you hear it, you're gonna think we're insane. MAN (voice-over): Try us. Please, from the start. WOMAN: It started out small, like a hand or a leg was in a different position. Then its head was looking up instead of down, and-and then one day, it was in a completely different room. It was moving around by itself. MAN: Ever think that maybe somebody had a key to your apartment and was just playing a trick on you? WOMAN: That's exactly what we thought, but never once did we find any sign or evidence of intrusion. WOMAN 2: And this all led you to believe that the doll was possessed? Yes. Camilla got in touch with a medium. We learned from her that a seven-year-old girl named Annabelle Higgins had died in this apartment. She was lonely and took a liking to my doll. All she wanted was to be friends. When we heard this, we felt really sorry for her. I mean, we're nurses. We help people. So... we gave her permission to move into the doll. Wait. You did what? She wanted to live with us by inhabiting the doll. We said yes. But then things got worse. CAMILLA (chuckling): You okay? Oh, God. CAMILLA (voice-over): When we came home, she was sitting in the hallway, but we had left her in the spare room. (electrical buzzing) (Camilla gasps) (gasping) (crayon rolling) Debbie! Debbie, wait! (pounding on door) (pounding continues) (door creaking) (floorboards creaking) (floor creaking) (pounding on door) (gasping) (panting) (gasps) DEBBIE: We are beyond terrified. We don't know what's going on or what to do. Can you help us? Yes, we can. Now, firstly, there's no such thing as Annabelle, and there never was. WOMAN 2: Ghosts don't possess such power. I think what we have here is something extremely manipulative. It's something inhuman. It was a big mistake acknowledging this doll. And through that, the inhuman spirit tricked you. You gave it permission to infest your lives. What's an inhuman spirit? It's something that's never walked the earth in human form. It's something demonic. DEBBIE: So the doll was never possessed? No, no, it was used as a conduit. It was moved around to give the impression of possession. Demonic spirits don't possess things; they possess people. It wanted to get inside of you. (projector rattling) MAN: All right, that's good, Drew. You can shut it down now. Hit the lights. So we got the church to send a priest over to perform a blessing on the house and the occupants. Whatever was oppressing that apartment was no longer with them. Any questions? (students murmuring) Uh, yes. Where's the doll now? Someplace safe. Yep. So, what are you guys? I mean, what do people call you? Uh, well, we've been called demonologists. That's one name for us. Ghost hunters, paranormal researchers. Kooks. (laughter) Wackos. But we prefer to be known simply as Ed and Lorraine Warren. (eerie music) (music swells) CHILDREN and WOMAN: # Whenever he goes out # The people always shout # There goes John Jacob Jingleheimer Schmidt # Da da da da # John Jacob Jingleheimer Schmidt # His name is my name, too GIRL: # No, it's not ALL: # Whenever he goes out, the people always shout # There goes John Jacob Jingleheimer Schmidt -MAN: Here we are. - # Da da da da. # Wow. You hear that? I don't hear anything. -Exactly. -Oh. (laughs) Okay. -GIRL: We're here! -Guys, we are here. Oh, God, we're in the middle of nowhere. Are you so excited? Where's my "yes"? Where's my "yes"? Yes. MAN: I'll race you! -WOMAN: Are you guys excited? -GIRL: Yeah. -I'm so excited. -Open the door. I get my own room. Are you kidding me? I call dibs on the rooms. -What? -What? So, do I get to pick my own room, or do I have no choice in that, either? Well, first cute boy she meets, she'll forget about Jersey. -Oh, great. -I hope. I can't wait. Come on, Sadie. (panting) Sadie, let's go. (air-kisses) Hey, come. (whimpering) What's the matter with you? Hey, come on, girl. All right, suit yourself. (radio static, rock music playing) # What's your name? # Who's your daddy? # Is he rich like me? Coming through. -Whoa, watch out, Dad. -Where do you want it? Uh, that goes in the living room. Hey, Andrea, where's my wind chime? Uh, I think Nancy's got it in the other room. Oh, thanks. Hey, Nancy, have you seen my wind chime? -Oh, this one? -Yeah, thanks. -You're gonna have to catch it. -Nancy! Let go! Give it here! You're so mean. -Hey, Mom, can I hang up my wind chime? -Of course. There's a line outside you can hang it on. Honey, have April come in, okay? It's gonna be dark soon. Okay. Come on, April! Mom wants us inside! Look what I found, Cindy. (music box playing) GIRLS (voice-over): One, two... three. Come on, come on, come on. -NANCY: No peeking. -Four. -Are you guys done with the pizza? -Five. -I don't want it going to waste. -Shh, Dad! Come on. Shh. -Let's go. -It's expensive feeding you girls. -Six. Let's go, let's go, let's go. Seven. Eight. -Nine. Ten. -Where should I hide? Ready or not, here I come! Okay, clap. (Nancy and Cindy both clap) -(grunts) Whoa. -Guys, you don't know the house well enough. Someone's going to get hurt. I'm okay. I'm okay. Second clap. (two claps) (whispering): That's cheating. (quiet creaking) Clap. -Got you! -(Nancy squeals) -(clattering) -CHRISTINE: Are you okay? -NANCY: Uh, yeah. Um... -CHRISTINE: Whoa! All right, what did we break now? -(stammering): I didn't mean to. -Move out of there, please. NANCY: I... It was Christine's fault. -Ah, geez. -CHRISTINE: My fault? -Oh, my God. -NANCY: Christine did it. CHRISTINE: No, I didn't. You did. You jumped back. NANCY: Yeah. No, you... totally, you pushed me. -CHRISTINE: Oh, no, you fell back. -Hey, Nancy, can you go get me the matches, please? -What's going on? -CHRISTINE: Nancy broke something. -NANCY: Shut up. -CINDY: It was you! -What broke? -APRIL: It's the wall. Whoa. I think we have a cellar or something. CINDY: I want to see. -I want to see. -Would you...? Okay. -Move, move, move. -Look... Here, matches. Thank you. -CINDY: Move. I want to see. -NANCY: I want to see, too. MOM: You can all see. CINDY: Move! (steps creaking) Ah, man. Huh. MOM: Roger? What do you see down there? ROGER: Just, uh... hard to tell, you know? It's... it's an old piano and a whole bunch of garbage. (grunts) Son of a... Wow. MOM: Rog? Come on up. I don't want any of you girls going down there. -That place is loaded with spiders. -Ew! -Oh! Ugh! Stop it! -MOM: Just relax. CHRISTINE: Nancy, it's not funny. We've got extra square footage anyway. I'll check it out in the morning. I wonder why it was boarded up. -I don't know. -Okay, guys, show's over. -CINDY: Five more minutes. -ROGER: No more minutes. -MOM: Let's go. Up to bed. -CINDY: But I'm not tired. -Please. Thank you. -ROGER: All right, to bed. (Sadie barking) ROGER: Man, I'm fried. MOM: Something's up with Sadie. Yeah, I don't know what her problem is. Couldn't get her to come inside. We can't leave her out there. She's all right. I got her on a chain. ROGER: Sadie! Hey, be quiet. (Sadie growls softly) Thanks for making this work. I know it was a lot to bite off. Hmm. It's going to be great, isn't it? I think it's great already. Yeah. You still too fried to christen the new house? Who said I'm fried? ROGER: Ain't nobody here's fried. (Mom laughing) (insects trilling) (birds singing) (rustling, creaking) (sighs) (birds continue singing outside) CHRISTINE: Mom? Hey. How did you guys sleep? I'm cold. It is chilly, isn't it? -(door opens) -ANDREA: Do you think maybe we could have bought a house that has a toilet that actually works? -Tell your father. -And there was this really funky smell in my bedroom last night. Reeked like something died. Is it still there? -No. -Problem solved. (floorboards creaking) Roger? Roger? ROGER: Down here, honey. Morning. (chuckling): Whoa. This is going to take some serious elbow grease. (chuckling): Yeah. (laughing): Oh, my God. (plays deep, resonant notes) What are we going to do with all this stuff? Well, we probably ought to go through it, you know? There might be some antiques down here -worth a lot of money. -Yeah, or just a lot of junk the previous owner didn't want. It's ours now. Knock yourself out. I'm going to make some coffee. Oh, okay. I'll be up in a minute. I'm going to see if I can get this furnace working. Yeah, that'd be nice. It's freezing. Yeah. (sighs) APRIL: Sadie! Come here, Sadie! Mommy! (water stops running) Mommy, where's Sadie? Uh, she's outside. You know, I'm sure she's hungry by now. Why don't you go and get her? -Oh! Hey. -Morning, Dad. -Can you hold this? -Sure. -Sadie! -ROGER: Slow it down, Scoot. -Roger. -Yeah. This clock stopped at 3:07, and so did the one in the hallway. That's weird. Maybe it got knocked around in the move. Speaking of knocked around, what did you do to me last night? Ouch. I didn't do that. -Did I? -I don't know. Sadie! (April screaming) (silverware clanging) April! April! April! What's...? April! What's going on? -ROGER: What happened? -MOM: Oh, my God! (crying): Oh, Sadie. Roger... (lock clicking) ED: We keep everything locked in here. Feel free to look around. Just don't touch anything. Wow. This is crazy. So, all these are taken from cases you've investigated? That's right. Everything you see in here is either haunted, cursed or has been used in some kind of ritualistic practice. Nothing's a toy. Not even the toy monkey. (chuckles) Don't touch it. Oh. (clears throat) Well, isn't it scary, or doesn't it worry you to have all these items right in your home? Oh, that's why we have a priest that comes by once a month to bless the room. Well, the way I see it is: It's safer for these things to be in here than out there. It's kind of like keeping guns off the street. Well, why not just throw them in an incinerator? -Destroy them. -Well, that would only destroy the vessel. Sometimes it's better to keep the genie in the bottle. Say, is the, uh, Annabelle doll here? Right this way. Yeah. You said she's a conduit. -That's right. -What does that mean? A very powerful demonic has latched itself onto her. So, when you guys investigate these hauntings... -Mm-hmm. -...how do you stop them from latching onto you? We have to take great precaution. But what about your wife? What about her? Well, Father Gordon told me that... Well, that was different. Uh, what happened to my wife happened during an exorcism. Well, what's the difference? (floorboards creaking) Excuse me. Honey, what are you doing? Come here. You know better. All right? Georgiana? ED: Come on. Did you touch anything? -GIRL: No. -ED: All right, come on, honey. ED: Georgiana? -Could you take Judy upstairs? -Oh, sure. You can't go into this room, no matter what, remember? Yes, Daddy. All right. -Go on. -Okay, come on. Let's see if I can find you a little snack, okay? Come on. (both laughing) ED: Hey. What's going on in here? JUDY: Daddy, look. You look very pretty. LORRAINE: All right, all done. Go get dressed for dinner. JUDY: I'm wearing it to dinner. No, you're not. (chuckling) Here you go. How'd it go? Oh, I think he may write a positive article. Ooh, a non-sceptic. Mm-hmm. That's a pleasant change. Yeah. Stop blaming yourself. (sighs) No sugar. Be right back. (wind whistling) (ticking) (ticking stops) (insects trilling in distance) (grunts softly, sniffs) (inhales sharply, grunts) Not funny, Nancy. NANCY: What? Stop grabbing my foot. Shut up. I didn't do anything. Yeah, right. And stop farting. It really stinks. Don't blame that on me. It's you. Phew. (static blaring) (static continues blaring) (door creaks shut) (static continues blaring) (banging) (door creaking) (static stops blaring) (banging) (slow creaking) (eerie music) (door creaking) (wind whistling) (banging) Dad? Andrea, what are you doing out of bed? (quiet thump) What's that sound? It's Cindy. She's in my room. She's sleepwalking again. (Roger sighs) (banging) (door creaks, banging continues) I've never seen her do this before. I remembered you saying not to wake her if she's like this, so I... No, we just put her back to bed. Hey, hey, sweetie. Shh. Let's go back to bed. She's okay. Good night. Night. . MOM (voice-over): She's sleepwalking again? She hasn't done that for a while. She ended up in Andrea's room, too. I think it kind of freaked her out. That's not good. What are we going to do? I don't know. Honey, you got another bruise here. Hmm? Does that hurt? -That's weird. -I don't know. Will you do me a favour, go see a doctor for that? Yeah, I will. Drive safe. -Yeah. -I love you. -I love you, too. -Okay. (birds chirping) (loud bang) (wings fluttering) (air brakes hiss) (engine idling) -Bye! Love you! -Bye! Love you! -Bye, Mom! -Love you! Bye! Cindy, you have your lunch? Yeah. APRIL: Yes, I do. I miss Sadie a lot. She was my best friend. You're my friend, right? Yeah, let's play. (door creaking) MOM: Who are you talking to? -Rory. -Rory? -He's my new friend. -Oh, really? Yeah, do you want to see him? Yeah. Uh-huh. How? With this. When the music stops, you see him in the mirror standing behind you. Okay. But you have to twist the key. Okay. (music box playing gentle melody) (music stops) -Boo, Mommy! -Oh! -April, you just gave me a heart attack. -Got you! Well, okay, I guess Rory doesn't want to see me, huh? Hmm. Oh, well. -Can we play hide-and-clap? -Hide-and-cla...? -Oh, honey, I don't want to play. -Please. Nobody ever lets me play. Okay, okay. (chuckles) -Remember, you get to ask me for three claps. -Okay. -One, two, three. -One, two, three. -I'm going to go hide now! -Okay. Four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten. (clock ticking) First clap! (two claps) (object clatters) (clock chiming) Ow. Shit. Second clap. (two claps) April... Oh... April. (creaking) Oh, I know where you're hiding. Give me the third clap. (two claps) (chuckles) I'm going to get you now. (raspy, heavy breathing) I can hear you breathing. April. April. (footsteps) APRIL: Ha ha. You took your blindfold off. I win. You weren't even warm, Mom. I was in Christine and Nancy's room. ROGER (voice-over): I-I-I got to have some routes here, or I'm going to lose the insurance on the rig. (chuckles) Uh, that's like half of my rate, man. Yeah. Okay. I'll, uh... yeah, I'll take it. Thank you. What's the route? It's, uh, Florida. It's a week turnaround. I start tomorrow. We'll get through this. (Roger chuckles softly) Yeah. Come on. Let's go to bed. (insects trilling) (insects continue trilling in distance) (groans softly) Stop it, Nancy. It's not funny anymore. I'm trying to sleep. Please stop grabbing my feet. (gasps) (raspy, heavy breathing) (whimpering quietly) (gasps) (shuddering breaths) (creaking) (creaking) (door creaking) (gasping) (door creaks) (crying): Nancy? Nancy? What are you doing? Christine? Are you all right? Do you see it? See what? There's someone behind the door. What? There's someone standing over there. I-I don't see anyone. It's looking right at us. (shuddering breaths) (sniffles) Nancy, don't! -Nancy. -No, no. Look. Look. Look, there's no one... there's no one here. See? Ugh! It's that smell again. Oh, my God. It's standing right behind you. (Christine screaming) Christine? Christine? Christine! Chris... God, it won't op...! (Christine continues screaming) -Christine! Christine! -No! No! Hey. What's going on? What happened? CHRISTINE: There was someone else in here! -What? -ROGER: Where? CHRISTINE: By the door. It was behind the door. Honey, there's nothing in here. -There's nobody in here. -Dad! There was someone else in here. I was just sleeping, and then I felt somebody grab my feet. So I thought it was Nancy. ROGER: Well, honey, I'm pretty sure that it was just a bad dream. -No! No! It talked to me! It said... that it wants my family dead. (Christine whimpers) (sobbing) . LORRAINE (voice-over): Mr. Winston! -(clucking) -JUDY: Winston. Winston. LORRAINE: Get behind him. Where you off to? I just got to run to the store for a few things. Why do you even try? What? What do you mean? In 15 years, have you ever been able to lie to me? Father Gordon called. He's got a case he wants us to look into. I said I'd go check it out myself. Lorraine, myself. I'm going with you. I know you're worried it's going to happen again. Yeah, I am. I really am. Maybe it's just time we take a break. Write that book. Do you remember what you said to me on our wedding night? "Can we do it again?" After that. (both laughing) You said that God brought us together for a reason. Right? I'm pretty sure it's not to write a book. I'm going to get dressed. (sighs) LORRAINE: We've isolated the disturbances to the attic. Now, I just want you to listen for a second. -(deep creaking) -(gasps) Oh, my God, that's it. Do it again, Ed. (deep creaking) ED: Right now, it's just my weight. But you take the water coming off of the pipe, combined with the wind coming through the broken window, these boards are going to expand and rub against each other. You heard it all through the house 'cause of these pipes leading to the radiator. So, this place isn't haunted? No, it rarely is. Yeah, there's usually always some kind of rational explanation. (music playing over radio) (child giggling) (music stops) (two claps) Girls, it's way past your bedtime. (door creaks) (clock ticking) (clock continues ticking) (door creaks) (loud crash, glass shattering) (footsteps scurrying, child giggling) (ominous music) (glass crunching) (door creaks) (clock chiming) (chiming stops) (two claps) Who is that?! (creaking) (water dripping) (door creaking) (three notes play on piano) Who's ever down there, I'm going to lock you in now. (groans) (yelling in pain) (groans, exhales) (shuddering breaths) (screaming) Andrea! Help! (child giggling) (panting) (panting) BOY: Hey, want to play hide-and-clap? (screaming) (muffled thumping) (banging) (sighs) (banging continues) Cindy? (sighing): Okay, now... All right? All right, come on. Come on. There you go. Okay, you can, uh... you can just sleep with me tonight, all right? ANDREA: Okay. There you go. There. (banging) (banging stops) (ominous note) (note rises) (panting) (Cindy gasps) -(hisses) -(Andrea screams) (girls screaming in distance) ROGER: Andrea? Help! Help! Help! (girls screaming) -Who's in here? -Andrea! ROGER: Andrea? -Andrea! -CINDY: In here! Help, Daddy! Help! It's Andrea! ROGER: Who's in here? -Andrea! -What happened? (sobbing) Somebody, goddamn it, tell me what's going on here! ED (voice-over): Fear is defined as a feeling of agitation and anxiety caused by the presence or imminence of danger. Whether it's a ghost, a spirit or an entity, they all feed on it. Take Maurice here. He's a French-Canadian farmer who had nothing more than a third-grade education, yet after he was possessed, spoke some of the best Latin I'd ever heard. Sometimes backwards. He had been molested by his father who had also tortured him repeatedly. (speaking Latin) A dark spirit made its home in this man. Now, if you look into his eyes, you can see him tearing blood. (groaning) And like that, an upside-down cross started to appear from within his body. ED: All right, Drew, you can hit the lights. Oh. GIRL: Did you personally perform the exorcism? No, I'm not authorized. But I've assisted on many. See, an exorcism can be very dangerous, not only for the victim, but for anyone in the room. So, what happened to Maurice? ED: Well, he tried to kill his wife, but instead, he shot her in the arm, and then he turned the gun on himself. Maurice had a very troubled life with little to live for, and not even an exorcist could bring him back. Which brings us to the three stages of demonic activity: infestation, oppression and possession. Now, infestation, that's... that's the whispering, the footsteps, the feeling of another presence, which ultimately grows into oppression, the second stage. Now, this is where the victim-- and it's usually the one who's the most psychologically vulnerable-- is targeted specifically by an external force. Breaks the victim down. Crushes their will. And, once in a weakened state, leads them to the third and final stage: possession. -Hey, Ed? Lorraine? -Yeah. There's someone here that would like to talk to you. -Oh. Hi. -Thanks, Drew. -Sure. I'll see you later. -Thank you. How can we help you? There's something horrible happening in my house. Could you come and take a look? You know, uh, it's getting kind of late. We-we really need to be heading to our family. -No, you don't understand. -Oh, but we do. There's usually some sort of rational explanation for... I have five daughters who are scared to death. I'm so afraid this thing wants to hurt us. I mean, you have a daughter. Wouldn't you do anything you could to protect her? Please... please, can you come and take a look? Of course we will. Of course we will. . GIRL (over TV): Come on, Jan! Open up! (audience laughs) -Jan, what happened? -(knocking) (over TV): The top of your head turned black. MOM: Hey. You guys straighten up. -Thanks. -(over TV): Don't be silly. -It's a wig. -(TV turns off) Hello. -Hi. -Hi. Hi. Thanks for coming. Hi. I'm Roger. Lorraine. Hey, nice to meet you, Roger. Ed Warren. -Thanks for coming. -Mm-hmm. -Please, come in. Thank you. So... Oh, my God. Look at you all. Who are these beautiful young women? This is Andrea, the oldest, Nancy, Cindy, Christine and April. It's Mr. and Mrs. Warren. We, um... we're all sleeping down here now. LORRAINE: Mmm. MOM: The girls feel safer, and it's warmer. I'm constantly turning up the heat, but the house is always freezing. ROGER: It's not a problem with the furnace, though. I mean, not that I can find. It's gotten a lot... worse the past few nights. There's this... awful smell, like rotting meat. It moves around the house. Uh... What? What is it? Well, rancid smells could... indicate some type of demonic activity. (whispers): Oh, my God. ROGER: Oh, that's to keep those doors from banging at night. Otherwise, it's like... All night long, just like that. Does it come in threes? Yeah. It stops at dawn? Uh-huh. ED: Well, sometimes it's meant as an insult to the Trinity-- the Father, the Son and the Holy Spirit. ROGER (voice-over): You know, it's the damndest thing, but we also get all kinds of birds that will just fly against the side of the house and break their necks. Hmm. Really? And the clocks stop at 3:07 a.m. All of them? Every one. Oh, we were hanging those along the stairs. Something just kept knocking them down, so we stopped hanging them up. MOM: That's what I was talking about. It was here when we moved in. There's also a lot of stuff in the cellar. Show me the cellar. (voices screaming faintly) WOMAN (whispering): Look what she made me do. You picking up anything in here, hon? Something awful happened here, Ed. Those bruises-- they from something that happened here? Oh, it's some iron deficiency thing I have. You know, with all that's been going on, why haven't you just moved out? Well, I don't know where we'd move to, you know. We-we got all our money tied up in this place and had a lot of repairs on top of that. And I don't know anybody who's going to take in -a family of seven indefinitely. -Yeah. That's why we tracked you down. We're glad you found us. All right, let's get started. My name is Ed Warren. It's November 1, 1971. I'm sitting here with Carolyn Perron, who, with her family, has been experiencing supernatural occurrences. Okay, go ahead. Where do I start? From the first occurrence. I guess it was the clocks. Mom and Dad tell me that you have a friend. His name's Rory. He lives here, too. Mmm. But he's always sad. Why is that? He won't tell me, but I think something bad happened to him. Do you mind if I try to see Rory? (box chiming music quietly) (music continues) . (music stops) (door creaks) (birds chirping) (door closes) (Ed sighs) Hey. (rope creaking) What is it? (rope creaking) We bought it at auction from the bank, so, you know, we never knew who lived here. Well, Lorraine and I both feel, uh, that what your house needs is a cleansing. An exorcism. What-- exorcism? I thought that... I thought that was something that you do to people. LORRAINE: No, not necessarily, no. We have to get out of here. I'm afraid that's not going to help. Uh, Lorraine saw something, which... Go ahead, hon. I've been seeing the dark entity that haunts your house (voice-over): and your land. I saw it first when I came through your door. (voice-over): It was latched to your back. And then I saw it again with the girls when we walked into the living room. And it doesn't matter where you go. This dark entity has latched itself to your family, and it's feeding off you. Even if we... leave? Sometimes when you get haunted, it's like stepping on gum. You take it with you. LORRAINE: Look, I got to tell you, you have a lot of spirits in here, but this is the one that I'm most worried about, because it is so hateful. Okay, so what-what do we do? Can we call a priest? ED: I wish it were that easy. Performing an exorcism is an archaic procedure. Requires years of training, and... and even then, I have seen it go horribly wrong. But before we even get that far, the Church has to authorize it first. It means we got to investigate, gather evidence and provide proof, and that's the hard part. Have your children been baptized? ROGER: Uh, no, we never got around to that. We're not really a church-going family. Well, you may want to rethink that. Our presence here could make things worse. -Why? Because we're a threat. And whatever you're dealing with here isn't going to like us. So far, it hasn't done anything violent, and that's a good sign. So we're going to have our guy do some homework on the property, though, to see what we're up against. LORRAINE (voice-over): Judy, what are you up to? -I got you a present. -(Lorraine gasps) Me and Nanna got these at the church's yard sale. Honey! -One for you and one for me. -LORRAINE: Aw... She put a picture of you and Daddy in mine. Nanna said, this way, we'll always be together. You'll be with me and I'll be with you. I miss you and Daddy. Hey, hon... Yep. You're not gonna believe this. Carolyn's voice didn't record. What do you mean? Listen. (over tape recorder): My name is Ed Warren. It's November 1, 1971. I'm sitting here with Carolyn Perron, who, with her family, has been experiencing supernatural occurrences. All right, go ahead. (Ed grunts on tape) From the first occurrence. (silence) Nothing. The whole time. I don't know. You find anything? Lots. (scoffs) I mean, it's no wonder they're going through what they are. That's the original farmhouse. It was built in 1863, by a man named Jedson Sherman, who was married to a woman named Bathsheba. Ed, she's related to Mary Towne Estye. She was one of the women accused of witchcraft in Salem. She was hung during the trials. Wow. After Bathsheba married Jedson, they had a baby, and when the baby was seven days old, Jedson caught her sacrificing it in front of the fireplace. She ran out to that tree by the dock, climbed up, proclaimed her love to Satan, cursed anyone who tried to take her land, and hung herself. Time of death was pronounced at 3:07 in the morning. Well, that explains a few things. Yeah, so does this. Her last name's Walker. She lived there in the '30s. She had a boy named Rory who mysteriously disappeared in the woods. Then she killed herself in the cellar. And that's not all. So, what was the original 200-acre farm has since been subdivided and sold off. Uh, there was another boy who drowned in a pond here. He lived in a house over here. And a woman who worked as a maid in a neighbouring home, she committed suicide, too. People who took her land. ED (on tape, staticky): I'm sitting here with Carolyn Perron, who, with her family, has been experiencing supernatural occurrences. Go ahead. (low and indistinct moans, chatter and cries) ED (on tape): From the first occurrence. (low, indistinct moans, chatter and cries) (shrieking on tape) (shrieking continues) . LORRAINE: Oh, here's Brad. -You find it okay? -BRAD: Oh, yeah. Drew, this is Officer Brad. Officer Brad Hamilton. Harrisville, Rhode Island PD. Hmm, nice to meet you, man. So you're the lucky new cop, huh? Guess so. You know you can't shoot ghosts, right? Take it easy on him, Drew. All right, guys, help me get this stuff unloaded. You take this. LORRAINE: Hi, Roger. ('70s rock music) All right. When you're finished here, why don't you hit upstairs, all right, Drew? You got it. # I saw something sitting on your back. # I saw something touching you # where you sleep in the room, # where you sleep, where you sleep. # ED (voice-over): What's wrong with the Chevy? ROGER: Uh, what's not wrong with her? Needs a new carburettor to start. Oh, yeah? Kind of put fixing her up on hold for a while. Yeah. Hey, Brad, hand me a thermostat, would you? What's this, uh, do? Well, when there's an instant drop in temperature, the thermostat triggers the camera to take a picture. You've actually caught things on film? Well, yeah, that's, uh, the point. Why, uh... why out here? Well, this is where the witch committed suicide. She hung herself from that branch, right above where you're standing. CAROLYN (voice-over): How could a mother kill her own child? LORRAINE: It was never a child to her, you know? She just used her God-given gift as the ultimate offense against Him. Witches believe it elevates their status in the eyes of Satan. Mmm. (indistinct chatter and laughter, squealing) Mmm. Wow. That's a nice day at the beach, huh? How did you know? It's an insight. It's like a... like a peek through the curtain into another person's life. Hmm. Oh, that day meant so much to me. We were driving along the coast. Nancy pointed out how pretty the view was. I thought, this is a perfect opportunity for a photo. We're gonna start fresh, you know? A new house, a new beginning. You should have seen Roger and the girls. I've never seen them so happy. ALL: Cheese! They mean the world to me. (sighs) DREW (voice-over): Put your hand flat on the desk. Yeah, and take it off. There we go. See? It just reveals to us what the naked eye can't see. Pretty far out, isn't it? Yeah, it's groovy. Drew, you got the Bolex ready for Brad? Uh, yeah, already locked and loaded, sir. (light metallic jingling, door creaking) (toilet flushing) What? I had to go. (static over speakers) (static continues) (static continues) DREW: All the rooms are coming in pretty good. Good. What's in the bottle? Uh, holy water. Presence of religious icons will get a reaction from anything unholy. Sort of pisses them off. So I set these throughout the house, see if I can stir things up a bit. (Roger chuckles wryly) ROGER: Like holding a cross to a vampire? Yeah. Exactly. Except I don't believe in vampires. (metallic jingling) Wasn't me. (door creaking) (door creaking, metallic jingling) Brad, get the camera. (camera whirring) Okay. (jingling) All right, it's 9:18, we're headed down into the cellar where the door's just opened on its own. I have Lorraine and Officer Brad Hamilton with me. Let's keep the cellar light off. Give us a sign that you want to communicate with us. (water burbling through pipes) (heater hissing) (heater hissing) Hon, you all right? There's definitely something here. (groans quietly) All right, close the door. Move something. My hands are so cold. (Lorraine sighs) Come on. LORRAINE: No. It's gone. It's gone. ED: I got nothing. Okay. (deep, distant thud) Well, like I said, it doesn't always work when you want it to. Yeah, maybe the camera picked something up. CAROLYN: Mm-hmm. -(door creaking) -ED: Watch out! DREW (voice-over): For a guy who doesn't believe, you looked a little freaked-out when that door slammed shut. Must have been a draft. Oh, that's funny. A draft never put that look on my face before. I believe the clock. It's 3:08. (lively, indistinct conversation) -Let me see your glasses. -Oh, my God. No, no, no. For you. ROGER: I think I might take some girls for ice cream later on. What do you say about that? -Yeah! -Yes! -Yay! -Honey, want to come? No, I-I'm exhausted; I'm just gonna take a nap. The late nights are-- they're getting to me. Well, that's probably a good idea. Why don't you get some rest. Lorraine and I will watch over things for a bit. Really? BRAD: I have got to take off. I have a shift starting in an hour. Oh, the house hasn't felt like this in a long time. I think the kids feel a lot safer with you around. ED: I could get used to this. What, me doing laundry? (laughing gently) You're funny. -No, this place. -Mmm. Nice, fresh country air. (Lorraine sighs gently) They have such a beautiful family, don't they? Yeah, that little one, uh, April... -Mmm. -You see her bring me pancakes? Yeah. (chuckles) We've got to help them. I know. I'll start with the Chevy. (both chuckling) (gentle tinkling) (wind gusting, whistling) (wind whistling, sheets flapping) (low rumbling, whooshing) (screams) (gagging) (retching, coughing) (Carolyn coughing, gasping) Carolyn! Are you okay?! Carolyn, open the door. Carolyn, open up! (Carolyn retching, coughing, gasping) Are you okay? -Oh, I'm fine. -You sick? I woke up just feeling a little nauseous, that's all. -I thought I saw... -I hear Roger and the girls. One minute. (girls giggling, chatting indistinctly) APRIL: Hey, guys, do you want to play a game? -CINDY: Boring! -APRIL: Thank you, Daddy. -CHRISTINE: Let's go play. -NANCY: Let's go inside. ROGER (voice-over): I thought that was you. Hey, I hope you don't mind. Got a good deal on a rebuild at that wrecking yard in Smithfield. No, you look like you know what you're doing. Yeah, we'll see. Got a nice place here, Roger. You know, Lorraine and I always wanted a spot in the country. I'll sell you this one. (laughing) Hey, hand me a wrench, would you? Hey, uh, it really means a lot to us to have you here. I got to admit, I was a little bit sceptical going in. Just want to say thank you, though, for coming out when you did. I can't take the credit. That's, uh... that's all Lorraine. I didn't want to. Oh. Why's that? (sighs) Whatever Lorraine sees, feels, touches, it helps people, but it also takes a toll on her. Little piece each time. Couple months ago, we were working on a case. She saw something. (priest reading in Latin) (screams) It took a real big piece. When we got home, she went into our room, locked herself in, didn't talk, didn't eat, didn't come out for eight days. What'd she see? -(Lorraine screaming) -(priest reading in Latin) Get out of here! I don't know. And I won't ask. . (sighing) I need to reload. You want some? I'm good, thanks. All right. (yawning) (crickets and frogs chirping, water sloshing) (chimes jingling) (wood creaking) (jingling continues) WOMAN'S VOICE (whispering): Look what she made me do. (crickets and frogs chirping, chimes jingling lightly) (screen door creaking) (crickets and frogs chirping) (lock clicks) (Brad gasps) (whispering): Look what she made me do. BRAD: Hey. Ed? Look what she made me do! BRAD (grunting): Ed! Ed! Ed! -DREW: Dude, you okay? -ED: Okay, okay. Hold up. Brad, what's going on? BRAD: I saw someone. There was a woman dressed as a maid. Ed? Ed, we're getting something. ROGER: It's just Cindy. She's sleepwalking. ED: No, no, no, no, no-- wait, wait, wait. We need this. ROGER: Why do we need pictures of Cindy? She didn't trigger it. What do you mean, she didn't trigger it? Somebody's with her. Who? (door creaks, slams) Cindy! Cindy! -(grunting) -Come on! -(click, whir) -Cindy! BOY'S VOICE (whispering): Hey, over here. It's safe. There's someone else in there with her. I'm hearing another voice. Here, listen. (banging) BOY'S VOICE (whispering): Follow me. This way. (over headphones): This is where I hide. Cindy? Cindy? Where'd she go, Ed? Windows are locked. Ed, where'd she go?! Brad, get the UV light. The what? Just ask Drew. Drew, I need a UV light. Uh... Here, that's it. Go, go, go, go. Turn off the light. Get out of the way. Okay. Whoa... (rattling) (banging, rattling) Hit the lights. Now... Found her. Here we go. All right. You got her? ROGER: Yeah. That's where Rory hides when he's afraid. Hon, could I have April's music box, please? (grunts) How's Cindy? She doesn't remember a thing. There you go. Thank you. (breathes deeply) (creaking) (panting) (screaming) Lorraine! No. (panting) Lorraine! Lorraine! (banging on wall) Lorraine! Lorraine! (sighs) (distant, quiet sobbing) (music box chimes) (box chiming music) (woman sobbing) WOMAN: She made me do it. (sobbing) She made me do it. She made me do it. (rope creaking) (raspy, heavy breathing) (gasping) (rope creaking) (wood and rope creaking) (screaming) Ed! (growls) Come on! Lorraine! Ed! (grunts) Ed! -Ed, I know what she did! I know what she did. -Wait. -I got you. It's okay. -I know what she did. -What, hon? -She possessed the mother to kill the child. She visits Carolyn every night. That's what the bruise marks are! She's feeding off of her! (wood creaking and rumbling) (rumbling stops) Uh, Nancy? (girls screaming) ROGER: Nancy! Are you okay? Nancy! Nancy! Grab her! (screaming) NANCY: Daddy! Help! -(screaming) -ED: Come on! (grunting) -(panting) -(Nancy sobbing) -CAROLYN: Is she okay? -It's okay. I got you. Did you get that? Yeah. . I'll have the footage developed and get it over to Father Gordon. He's our liaison at the church. I imagine we'll get a pretty fast response. Listen, Roger? Yeah? Listen, when we get the exorcist, I'll be back. But Lorraine, I... Yeah, I understand. Until then, Drew's gonna keep an eye on you. Hey, Ed, thank you for everything. Yeah. JUDY (echoing): Mommy? -DREW: Oh, the things you told me. -ROGER: Yeah. -(car doors close) -ROGER: That's everything. JUDY (echoing): Mommy? Judy? Oh, God. (gasps) Judy? ED: Lorraine! Wait! Lorraine. What? Mom, Mom, it's me. Is Judy okay? What? Can... can you go check, please? Damn it, Mom, just check, please! Lorraine, are you gonna tell me what's going on? It's-it's Judy. What? What do you mean? What? -What?! -(slaps wall) (sighing): Oh, thank God. Mom, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to scare you. I'll explain later, okay? What the hell happened? I had a vision of Judy in the water. I know it was some kind of warning. I know it. Okay. (sobbing) Let's get out of here. (film projector rattling) (whispers): Oh, my God. So? Yeah, well, you weren't kidding. No. (sighs) Look, Ed, this is complicated because the kids aren't baptized. No, I understand. And the family, they're not members of the church. Oh, come on. That... And... the approval would have to come directly from the Vatican. Father, we've never seen nothing like this. Yeah, well, neither have I. Father, they don't have a lot of time. (sighs) All right. I'll push it through myself. -Thank you, Father. -Thank you. Thank you. ED: All right, we'll wait for your call. Yeah. (thunder rumbling) (thunder rumbling) (rain pattering on roof) Mommy? Daddy? (thunder rumbling) (door creaking) Mommy? Daddy? (thunder crashing) Dad? (thunder rumbling) (light switch clicks) Nanna? Nanna? (low growling) (rope creaking) (thunder cracks) (whimpering) -(heavy thumping) -(screams) (screaming) (sobbing) (heavy thumping stops) (rocking chair creaking) (raspy, heavy breathing) (raspy exhale) (neck crackling) Nanna! Nanna, help! Nanna, help! Judy? Nanna! Nanna! -(rocking chair creaking) -Nanna! Help! -Judy! -Nanna! -Judy, open the door! -Mom! Ed, there's something wrong. What? (thunder crashes) JUDY: Nanna! -Judy! Judy! -Help! -Judy, open the door! -What is it? -What's wrong with her?! -Judy! All right, move. Move, move, move, move. Judy, get back, honey. Get back! -(rocking chair creaking) -ED: Come on! Help! Help! -Dad! -Get away from the door, Judy! (creaking stops) -(demonic roaring) -(Judy screaming) Oh, God. Are you okay? -What happened? -Someone was rocking in the chair with Annabelle. (Judy sobbing) LORRAINE: It's okay. (panting) She's still in the case. It's okay. It's okay. It's okay. , -Dad! Dad! Daddy! -Daddy! Dad! Dad! Dad! Mom just left with Christine and April. She just... she just went in the car and drove away. -I don't know what happened. -Daddy! Daddy. -She smells like rotting meat. -She didn't say what was going on. She just left. Huh? What do you mean, she left? Left where? Gone. I don't know where she was going. Where are we going, Mom? (phone ringing) -Hello? -ROGER: Ed, it's Roger. There's something going on with Carolyn. Andrea was here, and she said that Carolyn took off with Christine and April. The girls said she smelled like rotten meat. She possesses the mother to kill the child. -That's what she does. -Yeah. She's taking them back to the house. Roger, get back to the house now. I'll meet you there. Lock the door and close the blinds. And stay off the phone! Go. -I'm coming with you. -No way. You stay here with Judy. The only way to protect Judy is if we stop this where it started. Otherwise, she's just gonna latch onto us again. That's exactly why I am going. You think I'm gonna let you walk into this alone? I can't lose you. You won't. Let's finish this together. (siren wailing) (siren stops) ED: No. It's locked. -Carolyn! -(knocking) -Roger! -Get out of the way! (Carolyn yelling in distance) ED: Roger! -Carolyn! Carolyn! -ROGER: Ed! ROGER: We're down here! Carolyn, don't! -(Carolyn groaning) -ED: No, no! She's got... -Get her hand! Get the scissors! -ED: Let her go! Get her off! Get her off! (Carolyn screaming) (strained grunting) (Carolyn screaming) We got to get her to the car! And bring her where?! To take her to the priest for the exorcism. -Wait, where's April? -April! (screaming wildly) April? Take Christine to the car and find April! -ROGER: April! -(screaming wildly) Come on! (screaming wildly) -She won't let her leave the house. -What? -What do you mean? -If we take her out, the witch will kill her. (screaming) (screaming) Roger! Carolyn! ED: Go! Carolyn! (Carolyn screaming) Okay, I'm gonna put you in here. Come on. Okay, stay in here... (sobbing): I don't want to stay here by myself. -Stay in here no matter what. I'll be back. I promise. -No! -I have to find April, okay? -(sobbing) I'll be back. I promise. (panting) April? You okay? (growling wildly) (yelling) ED: Stop! Brad! Brad! (growls) (screaming) (Carolyn screaming) Let's get something to tie her up! (Carolyn screaming) LORRAINE: Hold it. (grunts) (coughing) (screaming wildly) I got to call Father Gordon. We got to get Father Gordon out here. He's too far away. She won't make it. Look at her. (Carolyn screaming wildly) -Then you need to leave. -What are you talking about? I have to do it, the exorcism. What? I thought you said we need a priest. You're not a priest. Well, you got a better idea? He can do it. You can do it. -But you got to get out of here. -I'm not leaving you! Damn it, Lorraine, I'm not doing this with you in here! God brought us together for a reason. This is it. I'm gonna get the book. (Carolyn continues screaming wildly) ROGER: April? April! (groaning wildly) (wheezes, groans) "In the name of the Father, the Son, the Holy Spirit." (Carolyn moaning) "Vade retro Satana. "Sancte Michael Archangele defende nos in proelio." (water sizzling) (screaming loudly) (loud rumbling) (wings fluttering) (screams) April! (loud bang) (wings fluttering) (bang) (wings flutter, loud bang) (bird squawks) (wings fluttering) (bird shrieking) (birds screeching) (screeching rises) (Ed reading in Latin) (rumbling, rattling) Uh... (reading in Latin) Hold her still! Hold her still! Come here! Hold her still! (reading in Latin) April? (April crying) April! April, you under there? April! (Ed reading in Latin) (Carolyn crying out and grunting) Carolyn, Carolyn, don't give in. Don't let her take you. Ed, you got to stop. You're killing her. -Stop! -LORRAINE: No, he can't! (Ed reading in Latin) CAROLYN: Roger, help me! (Ed reading in Latin) (growling and snarling) Ed, goddamn it, stop it! Understand this-- we are now fighting for her soul. ED: In the name of Jesus Christ, the saints and all the angels, I command you to reveal yourself! (shrieking) (shrieking) (strained grunting) Roger, help me! (Ed reading in Latin) (stops reading) (light squeaking) (creaking) (reading in Latin) (stammers) (shrieking) Whoa. Put her down. Put her down! Put her down! -ROGER: Carolyn. -LORRAINE: Carolyn! LORRAINE: Ed, look out! (panting) -(Ed coughs) -LORRAINE: Are you okay? -(demonic laughter) -ED: Yeah. Yeah. Hold her still. Don't let her up! We're losing her, Roger! Damn you. You leave my family alone, you hear me? I don't know what you are, but you leave my wife alone, goddamn it! Let her go! -Do you hear me? -(Ed reading in Latin) Let her go! Let her go, goddamn it! Let her go! (Ed reads in Latin) (Latin echoes, fades) She's already gone. And now you're all gonna die. -(rumbling) -(gun cocks) April! I found her! She's under the house, under the kitchen! Carolyn, don't! No! -(Roger grunting) -ED: Get her! (grunting) Here. ED: Carolyn. (screaming) ROGER: Carolyn! She's in that hole right there. (screaming) Carolyn? Oh, my God, no. ED: Can't go in. (straining): Can't reach! No, Carolyn, don't. No! Carolyn, no! Bathsheba! (shrieks) By the power of God, I condemn you back to Hell! (shrieking) This is your daughter! (crying out) You can't give in! -(screaming) -ED: Roger, -we need to get her to fight from the inside. -Don't let her do this to you, okay? Don't let this thing do this. You got to fight it. I know you're stronger than she is. You got to fight it. -Keep it going, Roger! -You got to stay with us, all right? Come on back, Carolyn. You're in. That's it. Get her back! Remember what you showed me. No! (laughter and indistinct chatter) Remember that day that you said you would never forget. (grunts) (laughter and indistinct chatter) (crying) You said they meant the world to you. This is what you'll be leaving behind. (sobbing) (heaves) (coughing) (coughing) APRIL: Mommy? (whimpering) (gasps) Oh. ROGER: It's over. (crying): I am so sorry. I love you so much. I love you so much. I love you so much. (kisses) I'm so happy. ROGER (chuckling): Hey. A draft do that to your face? I'd take a guy with a gun any day. You did good. No, you did. (heart-warming music) (music continues) (music swells) (music rises) (Ed sighs) I'll call Father Gordon and let him know what happened. Sounds good. (exhales) The Vatican approved the exorcism. ED (chuckles): Nice timing. And if we can, then he'd like to meet with us tomorrow. Uh, there's a case in Long Island he'd like to discuss. -Really? -Mm-hmm. (Ed sighs) (music box playing) (music continues) . (music stops) (eerie music) www.able.co.nz Captions were made possible with funding from NZ On Air. Able 2016