EPISODE: 6

LORRAINE (V.O.) (CONT'D)I asked him who he was...he said he

was a visitor. I asked him what he

wanted...he said Dalton.

INT. LIVING ROOM, NEW HOUSE - DAY

Lorraine is clearly unsettled by the dream.

LORRAINE

I can still hear that voice.

She looks up at Josh - and SCREAMS!

Over Josh's shoulder, crouched down behind the couch and

peeking up over the armrest at Lorraine, is a DIABOLICAL

FIGURE. His face is PURE RED with smeared lipstick. His scalp

is completely bald, yet tufts of hair dangle above his ears.

Other than his face, his skin is charcoal black.

Lorraine recoils back, utterly petrified.

JOSH

What is it?

Lorraine stares eerily into his eyes. Frozen.

LORRAINE

He's here.

Renai looks to Josh, who is at a total loss. She is crying.

RENAI

Help us...

His anger fades and he steps over and takes her in his arms.

JOSH

I don't know how.

LORRAINE

I know somebody who can help...if

you're willing to ask for it.

EXT. NEW HOUSE - DAY

A battered van is parked in the driveway of the house.

INT. LIVING ROOM, NEW HOUSE - DAY

Renai and Josh stand in front of two men. They are silent. The shorter one is a wiry young man who looks like he spends

most of his time in dark rooms. Not a member of the beach

volleyball team. This is SPECS (32).

The other is TUCKER (33), a larger man with scruffy facial

hair. He is eating a Hot Pocket.

SPECS

So you must be Josh?

JOSH

Yeah.

SPECS

That wasn't psychic. Lorraine told

me your name.

JOSH

Oh.

SPECS

I'm Specs.

(beat; spooky voice)

I'm here to solve your problem. I'm

just kidding with the voice. We

take this very seriously.

RENAI

So is Elise coming or...?

SPECS

She won't be joining us yet. Usually

we handle all the background stuff,

then she gets involved when we have

the facts.

TUCKER

Helps weed out the nutjobs.

RENAI

Okay...

JOSH

This is a little uncomfortable.

Speaking for myself. I'm not used

to this kind of stuff.

SPECS

We understand completely. Ninety

six per cent of the people we deal

with have had no experience with

this type of phenomena before.

He takes out a notepad and pen. SPECS (CONT'D)

I would like to start by

interviewing you both. Can we

record your answers?

RENAI

Ah...sure.

SPECS

My assistant will check different

areas of the house for electrical

anomalies. I'll get him started.

Tucker, would you follow me?

INT. KITCHEN, NEW HOUSE - DAY

Specs leads Tucker into the kitchen.

TUCKER

Assistant?

SPECS

Could you not eat that in front of

the clients?

TUCKER

Assistant?

SPECS

Finish it in here. This industry

gets laughed at enough as it is.

INT. LIVING ROOM, SPECS' APARTMENT - DAY

Specs is halfway through interviewing Josh and Renai.

SPECS

Do you or any of your children

suffer from epilepsy or autism?

RENAI

No. I mean, our son...

SPECS

Right. I heard about this from

Lorraine. He is in a coma, the

cause of which is unknown?

RENAI

Yes. SPECS

Do either of you habitually use

drugs or alcohol?

RENAI

No.

SPECS

No drugs at all?

RENAI

I take anti-depressants sometimes.

SPECS

Do you have a history of clinical

depression?

RENAI

Not a history. I've had bouts of

it. In the past.

Renai is uncomfortable. Specs makes a note. The camera beeps.

SPECS

Tucker, could you check the camera?

TUCKER (O.S.)

I'm still assisting in the other room.

SPECS

Whenever you're ready then.

A long beat. Tucker finally enters, adjusts the camera.

TUCKER

(to Renai and Josh)

He handles administration, I handle

technical. It's an even split. He

couldn't change a light bulb and I'm

no good with paperwork. It bores me

senseless.

Specs clears his throat, peeved. Continues.

SPECS

Do you have any history of sexual

abuse in the family?

JOSH

No.

(beat)

I'm sorry, I have to ask how this

relates to our problem? SPECS

Nine times out of ten, when someone

comes to us with a problem like

this, it's because of an inward

cause within the family unit...not

a physical force outside of it.

INT. MASTER BEDROOM, NEW HOUSE - DAY

Specs and Tucker mill around the room. Tucker is carrying a

small electronic device. He holds it against the wall.

JOSH

What is that?

TUCKER

Tri-field meter. It measures DC

fields and the natural electro

magnetic environment.

SPECS

Sometimes old wiring can leak into

the atmosphere. It can cause

hallucinations, changes in energy.

TUCKER

Yeah. It's a little more

complicated than that, but, you

know, you get the general idea.

SPECS

It's basically that.

TUCKER

Not really, but whatever.

SPECS

(to Josh)

The tech stuff's not relevant to

you anyway.

TUCKER

It's very relevant, but it's all

good.

INT. CORRIDOR, NEW HOUSE - LATER

Tucker edges into the corridor. He switches out the light,

then takes what looks like a modified VIEW-MASTER TOY out of

his shoulder bag, holding it up to his eyes.

He stalks down the corridor with it. All is quiet. TUCKER'S POV THROUGH VIEWMASTER - different filters highlight

different degrees of UV light. Each slide changes the

readings.

He approaches the grandfather clock. Another slide clicks

into place - showing us TWO FIGURES. Standing beside the

clock.

In the negative light, they look like females.

Tucker lowers the device. There is no one there.

INT. LIVING ROOM, NEW HOUSE - SAME TIME

Specs packs up the video equipment, babbling to Josh and

Renai.

SPECS

Epilepsy in one of the children

mostly. It's very common. If we

approach things academically, it

lets us find the genuinely

interesting cases.

Tucker backs into the room. Very slowly. He is afraid.

TUCKER

I think we can call Elise now...

INT. FRONT DOOR, NEW HOUSE - EARLY EVENING

Josh opens the door to see an elderly woman, ELISE RAINIER

(73), who despite her years maintains a sprightly energy.

There is absolutely nothing morbid or dour about her.

JOSH

Mrs. Rainier?

ELISE

No, my mother couldn't come, it's

just me. Elise. You must be

Lorraine's son? You've grown since

I last saw you.

JOSH

Last saw me?

ELISE

Your mother and I have been friends

for a long time. Elise steps inside. Renai, Tucker and Specs gather around her.

Everyone becomes very subservient, like the Queen just arrived.

ELISE (CONT'D)

(re Specs and Tucker)

They're very good assistants but I

can't get them to dress any better.

RENAI

Hi. I'm Renai.

ELISE

Pleased to meet you. I'm Elise.

Elise takes her hat off and scans the room, taking a deep

breath. Tucker jabbers, eager to please.

TUCKER

We took Tri-field and EMF readings of

the whole house. All the wiring,

alarm clocks, radios, toasters, TV,

record player, fuse box. Nothing went

off the charts.

ELISE

And the previous home?

Tucker and Specs look at each other. Oh shit.

SPECS

Tucker hadn't monitored that yet. I

could jump on that this afternoon

if you like? Make up for lost time.

TUCKER

Yeah, but who would work the

equipment? I'll need to be there.

You know what, don't even sweat it.

I'll make myself available.

ELISE

No, that's fine, gentlemen.

She stares up at the ceiling, as if seeing something they can't.

ELISE (CONT'D)

I don't think bad wiring is the

problem here.

She drifts over to the bookshelf, her hand landing on the stack

of photo albums Renai looked through in the opening scene.

ELISE (CONT'D)

Hmm. Renai and Josh exchange a look.

ELISE (CONT'D)

May I walk through the house?

RENAI

Yes. Of course.

ELISE

Steven, do you have your sketchbook?

Specs hurriedly fishes a sketchbook and pencil out of his bag.

SPECS

Yes, I do. Yes, I do. Yes, yes. I

do.

ELISE

Good. We're going to need it.

RENAI

What is it for?

SPECS

She tells me what she sees and I

draw it. It's the most important

part of her process.

TUCKER

His drawings and my photos comprise

her visual records.

SPECS

Especially the drawings.

TUCKER

That's debatable.

SPECS

It's not debatable.

TUCKER

It is, but whatever.

SPECS

Onwards and upwards. Find me a ghost.

Elise begins walking through the house. Tucker and Specs

trail her and we FOLLOW THEM into the--

INT. CORRIDOR, NEW HOUSE - CONTINUOUS

--hallway. Renai and Josh stay back, sheepish. Elise stalks forward at

the front, surveying every nook and cranny of the house.

Elise stops suddenly. She is staring straight at a corner of

the hallway, next to the grandfather clock.

RENAI

What is it?

ELISE

There is something here.

TUCKER

This is where I saw it.

Elise calmly mutters something to Specs in a low voice, but

we have trouble hearing it - only snatches of key words.

ELISE

...long hair...grey dress...her

eyes are...

He immediately starts sketching. His line drawings are fast

but detailed. Impressive.

He outlines the wall, the ceiling lamp, the grandfather

clock.

And then something else...

Two young women. Standing next to the grandfather clock,

dressed in Amish garb. Even in the roughness of the drawing,

we can make out their pleading eyes and pale skin.

Tucker takes out a camera, snaps some shots. Josh and Renai

step forward, seeing the sketch.

Elise keeps moving, heading straight for one door in

particular. She stops, running her hand over the wood.

ELISE (CONT'D)

Do I have permission to enter this

room?

JOSH

Go ahead.

ELISE

Maybe you could wait back there?

Josh and Renai hug each other. Tucker lowers the camera.

Elise grips the door handle and turns it. INT. DALTON'S BEDROOM - DAY

The door groans open.

Dalton is lying on his gurney, surrounded by the sluggish

drone of hospital equipment. The curtains are drawn and the

room is dark.

Elise hesitates...then steps inside.

ELISE

Leave the lights off.

Elise steps closer to Dalton. She runs her hands over his

prone body. She shivers as she does.

A ripple of fear passes through her. Her breath quickens.

Slowly...very very slowly...she gazes up at a corner of

the ceiling. Her eyes WIDEN and the look on her face

should

be

ABSOLUTE

T E R R O R T E R R O R.

Her arm raises up, her finger extending and pointing at the

corner she is glaring at.

RENAI

What is it? What do you see?

Elise cups her hand over her mouth and whispers to Specs,

keeping her eyes GLUED to the far corner of the ceiling. We

cannot hear what she is whispering.

Hand shaking, Specs feverishly starts to sketch. We cannot

see what he is drawing.

RENAI (CONT'D)

What do you see?!

The strokes of Specs' pencil become faster and rougher,

keeping up with Elise's whispers. Sweat dots his forehead.

Tucker glances at the drawing and steps back instinctively.

He holds up his Viewmaster.

POV THROUGH VIEWMASTER - we see the far corner of the ceiling

change color as Tucker rotates the lenses inside...but

nothing out of the ordinary appears. Just a ceiling.

RENAI (CONT'D)

Tell me!...