They found us again.
Another one has found us.
We have to go further.
Not yet.
Salem's Lot(1979)
Mr. Crockett? Yes.
My name is Mears. Ben Mears.
I'm looking for a place to rent.
Hmm. For how long? Ah, six months maybe.
Family? No.
Furnished? Yes.
I can't think of any.
How about that house on the hill? Which house?
The one as you come into town. The Marsten House?
Is that for sale or rent? It's sold.
I can't think of anything, not offhand.
You might try Eva Miller's boarding house.
It's real nice.
It's on Railroad Street.
You go... Yeah, I remember.
You remember? Thank you very much.
Funny about the Marsten House.
Vacant over 20 years.
Uh, Cully's going to Portland tomorrow.
Good afternoon, Mr. Crockett.
You sure fixed it up.
You think so?
You like it?
Fine job.
Sure a lot different from that doctor's office I sold you.
I'd have to agree with you.
Very tasteful. Very tasteful.
Yes?
Thank you.
Mr. Barlow, um...
Will arrive. Soon.
A lot of people have been waiting.
For Mr. Barlow.
You know how it is with a small town.
People don't have that much to do.
Ah, yes, well, I can assure you that people
will find Mr. Barlow well worth the wait.
Especially you, Mr. Crockett. I've told him already how helpful you've been.
Getting us the house and the store.
Oh, yes.
Are you a writer?
Yes. What do you write?
Books. Have I read any?
Have you read any books? Your books.
I don't know.
How do I get breakfast?
Oh, the kitchen's open to one and all. Just keep your things stored separate.
Uh, do you work at night? Sometimes.
Well, you can't work too late, because... I won't.
Well, I hope you like it. I'm sure I will.
How come you came here? Real estate man sent me.
Uh, no, I mean to Salem's Lot.
Strangers don't usually come here this time of year. Not yet.
I'm not a stranger.
That's no way to leave a book.
You know, a book like that, you're gonna break the binding.
It's you, isn't it?
It is you.
People ought to respect a book.
Even if it isn't especially well written.
It's well written. Do you mind if I sit down?
No, not at all.
Why did you call it Air Dancer?
Did you read the book?
Well, no, not all of it, um...
In fact, I was just getting into it.
In fact... In fact, you got bored.
No, not in fact.
I just, um...
Wanted to finish this first.
I'm gonna read it. Oh, you don't have to.
Wait, what's your name?
Susan Norton.
I teach art at Holly Elementary.
My father's a doctor in town.
You know, the reason that I, um, actually took your book out of the library
is because I read your other one.
Title? I don't remember.
Do you want to have some dinner?
No, you got a boyfriend. Um...
Well, not exactly.
It says here you're married, no children.
Still married, still no children? Ah...
She died. I got no children.
I got some memories. Some of them good, some of them not so good.
You didn't answer my question.
Which one was that? Dinner.
I'd love to.
Good evening.
Good night. See you tomorrow.
And, uh, tomorrow night.
You're sure? You're absolutely sure?
Look, he's got to make a delivery and a pickup.
Besides, he always calls.
You know that.
Good night, honey.
Weasel.
What are you doing out here, Weasel?
Sitting.
Spying more like, huh?
Oh, no, Parkins. Cully set you to it?
No, no, no.
Better not.
That, uh...
That writer who moved into Eva's... Yeah.
Right down the hall. I heard.
Can you, uh...
Can you keep an eye on him?
Well, what's he done?
Keep your eye on him and your mouth shut.
You got that? What's he done?
Murdered 18 people.
18 people?
Every one of them an old man who kept asking,
"What's he done?"
Keep an eye on him for me, huh?
There, Faithful.
Hi, honey.
What are you watching?
Nothing.
Wanna stay home tonight?
Sure, why not?
Well, don't get drunk.
I want some fun in tonight.
You know what happens when you drink too much.
I'm gonna get something out of the freezer.
Twenty minutes? Hey...
Bring me a beer.
Thank you.
So, you're staying at Eva Miller's?
I don't mind telling you, she was quite a dish.
We kids used to watch her sashaying down the street.
Bill. Well, we did.
Men. Men.
Would you like some coffee, Mr. Mears? Oh yes, please.
How do you take it, Ben? Black.
Dad? You know what I think of caffeine.
And you still drink coffee. Mornings only, and I don't recommend it.
Yeah, Eva married this fellow called Weasel Phillips.
And he came up to about here on her.
Thin as a heron's leg. Smelled like a skunk.
Never made a decent living. Nobody could figure out why.
They got divorced, but he's still living over there.
Life in a small town.
What's his book about?
Well, his latest one, it's about, um...
Two men.
Not one of those?
What are you doing in here? Nothing, Eva, nothing.
What's that? Just a piece of paper, Eva.
Nothing on it. Just paper.
He got a lot of scribbling here, too.
Something about a boy... A boy and a house.
"The house was a monument to evil, sitting there all these years,
"holding the essence of evil in its smoldering bones."
Monument? Whose monument?
The Marsten House?
I don't know. He stopped in the middle of a sentence.
"Sitting there all these years, holding the essence of evil."
Writes real good.
Thank you very much for the dinner. Good to meet you, Mr. Mears.
I'll get you a copy of that book. Sorry about the peas. She's done better.
Goodbye, Dad.
Well...
They liked you.
Well, your father, maybe.
My mother doesn't like anyone except Ned Tebbets.
And, who's he? Oh, someone I've been seeing.
Have been or had been? Mmm, a little of both.
What is he really doing in Salem's Lot?
Writing a book, he says.
Did he say about what? No, he didn't say, and I didn't ask him.
So, uh, tell me about Ned Tibbit.
Tebbets.
After college? New York.
I worked in an ad agency.
I was a junior. I did layouts mostly, things like that.
You like it? I loved it.
But then, something happened, the agency lost a big account,
and had to cut back,
and, all of a sudden there I was, out on the street looking for a job.
It's a cruel city.
Anyway, finally... You had to come home.
Retreat.
Sanctuary. I was all beat up.
I was glad to have a little loving care.
How long since, um, your wife died?
Two years.
Is that what you're writing about? No, I'm...
I'm writing about a house.
A house?
The Marsten House? The Marsten House.
I see.
No, I don't see.
Hey, uh, where are we going?
Well, there's the Dell, the movies in Bangor.
And then there's the lake.
And where do you want to go?
Let's go to the lake.
Are you uncomfortable with me?
Why, should I be?
No, I just have a habit of asking questions.
- Well, I have a habit of evading them. - Perfect match.
I like you, Ben.
Modern, aggressive female, partially liberated, states her feelings.
Well... Does that make you uncomfortable?
No, it makes me feel good.
How long will you be staying?
Oh, we'll see how the book comes.
Are you a slow writer? I'm medium.
I hope it's a long book.
Crockett Realty.
Oh, yes, sir.
Yes.
Yes, sir, right away.
I will be right back. Okay, honey.
Please don't say that. Someday you'll forget.
All right, honey.
I forgot.
Getting warmer.
That's very good of you to come over, Mr. Crockett.
I need your help again.
Always glad to be of assistance.
Yes, I appreciate that.
And, as I've told you, you will be amply rewarded.
Now, I'd like you to have your truck at the Portland docks tonight.
7:00 sharp, at the Custom House Wharf.
All arrangements have been made.
7:00, Custom House.
Two movers will be sufficient, I think.
Two men.
I have a very valuable, uh, sideboard, a Hepplewhite,
that has to be picked up.
It's to be taken to the house.
You understand?
Sideboard taken to house. Yes.
And your movers will put it down in the cellar.
They can get in through the outside bulkhead...
Uh, below the kitchen window, as you know.
You won't be there?
No, I must drive into Boston. I'll be back tomorrow morning.
And there's just one other thing.
You will procure four stout padlocks. .
Four? Mmm-hmm. Four.
And your men will leave the keys for all four locks on the basement table.
And when they leave, they will padlock the bulkhead door,
the front door, the back door and the shed garage.
You have that?
I have it.
Thank you very much, Mr. Crockett.
I'm extremely pleased that I can always call on you.
That you can.
And Mr. Barlow?
Oh, I've told you, you should be meeting him soon.
Very soon, Mr. Crockett, and I'm sure that he'll find it a pleasure.
1776.
The winds of revolt swept through the township of Jerusalem's Lot,
soon to be known as Salem's Lot.
Down with the British. Hooray for freedom.
Men took out their long rifles, kissed their wives and children goodbye,
and marched off to join George Washington.
Daddy, come back safe.
Daddy, let me come with you. I'm old enough to fight.
I'll be back, but not until we've won the right to be free men.
The war was long and bitter.
Some men from Salem's Lot fought at Valley Forge,
suffering through that long, cold winter.
Others helped gain victory at Saratoga and triumph over Cornwallis.
And when the war ended...
Where is Daddy? Won't he ever come home?
Yes, Salem's Lot had its share of heroes, living and dead.
But they had fought for the greatest treasure of all, liberty.
O beautiful for spacious skies
Mr. Burke.
Are the kids still running the pageant?
What?
Are the kids still running the school pageant?
With a little editorial help from me.
Very little, as I remember.
My name is Ben Mears. You probably don't remember me.
Oh, of course I do. I've read your books.
I wouldn't have written them if it hadn't been for you.
Well, you just said a very large thing.
I'd like you to explain it.
Can't we talk about it tonight? Oh, sure.
I don't know how you can work here.
It'd scare the hell out of me. Oh.
It's kind of nice here.During the day.
It's pretty and it's quiet, you know.
Too quiet, especially at night.
Well, I'm hardly ever here at night.
They are.
What's up?
I need a strong back tonight.
Want to make, uh, 50 bucks?
Fifty bucks? That's for two of you.
You're gonna need another strong back.
What about you? Me?
Yeah, I got something else planned for tonight.
Hey there, teacher. Can I carry your books for you?
Oh, uh...
Sorry. I'll... No, that's all right.
Do you have your car with you?
No, I came by to see Jason Burke.
Thought I'd wait around for you. Take a walk home.
I won't do that again. Hey, come on.
Um, will you wait for me here, please?
Get in. No.
Susan... You have no right to do this.
You said you loved me.
You'd said it. That was 100 years ago.
It has nothing to do with him.
So you were doing something up at the lake.
Oh, please.
What time do you think you'll get back home, honey?
Well, with all the junking around, locking up,
those things take, uh, five, six hours.
Be back midnight or after.
You stay away from her, you hear?
I'll try.
You try real hard.
She's all mine, right, honey?
You big, bad bear, go on.
He was just kidding.
Look, if he suspected anything, would he kid?
Cully.
You know, you shouldn't leave your truck double-parked like this.
Now, you wouldn't want me to go all the way to Portland
without saying goodbye to Bonnie,would you?
What's in Portland?
Gotta make a pickup for him.
Custom Wharf.
You know what it is?
A lot of old junk from Europe, I guess.
Don't know why anybody would wanna open an antique shop here.
You? I guess they know what they're doing.
Don't leave the truck sitting here like this, huh?
I might have to ticket you.
I'll be back to get you.
Come on now, Faith, just calm down. I'll be back soon.
Go play with the people.
Wouldn't leave a dog in there.
Oh, he's all right. He'll go to sleep in a while.
He's a good old dog.
Faithful, come on.
I said I'd be back soon.
Is that dog gonna whine all night? He'll be all right.
You know where to go, what to do? Sure.
Uh...
Leave the truck here when you get back. I'll pick it up in the morning.
You betcha.
Shut up!
What's this all about anyway? You got any idea?
He wants Boom-Boom Bonnie to think he's going to Portland.
As a matter of fact,
Crockett himself set up this trip.
Larry Crockett?
What's he got to do with this?
Larry Crockett and Boom-Boom Bonnie?
What's he gonna do? Well...
What would you do if you had a 12-gauge sitting in your garage?
Jason.
Have a drink? I don't mind.
Uh, Canadian on the rocks.
Mmm. Got us a native, huh? That's what he is.
Return of the native.
Or is it the prodigal son?
I got it, I got it.
This way. All right, all right.
Oh, what did you say was in this?
A sideboard. Man...
Sideboard.
You know...
It's funny, this crate feels very cold.
Well, it's been sitting out here.
I don't like it.
I mean, it's really strange. It feels cold.
Well, why don't you pry? You wanna pry it open?
You wanna pry it open? No.
Let's move it out, fellas. All right, we're going.
Do you want to pry it open? No, no.
Let's just get it to the Marsten place.
Get rid of it.
Hell of a way to make 50 bucks.
It's cold in here. Yeah.
It sure is. It shouldn't be.
It's a warm night. Turn on the heater.
Hey, that thing is moving.
Moving?
Watch the road. Stop the truck.
We should open the thing up. We can't do that.
But something's wrong. It's getting cold in here.
Let's just get it delivered. I want to open it.
Come on!
Man, just let me drive, will you?
Honey, it's safe.
Oh, Tiger, I'm gonna lose respect for you.
No.
Well, I don't wanna go to a motel again.
I want you right here in my own little bed.
It's more exciting to me that way.
No.
No, I'm not gonna talk like that on the phone.
You just get over here, and I'll whisper things in your pearly little ear
that'll make your hair stand up.
You get here, or else...
1951.
A fire started in the old mill.
It spread rapidly on both sides of Griffin Road
and burned toward the Marsten House on Pabscuitti Hill.
1951.
A fire started in the old mill.
It spread rapidly on both sides of Griffin Road
and burned toward the Marsten House on Pabscuitti Hill.
The wind turned the fire back toward town.
Volunteer fire companies came from all...
Mark?
Whatever are you doing?
Rehearsing for the pageant.
Well, keep it down.
Your father's trying to figure his quarterly taxes.
All right. Oh, Mother, uh...
Danny and Ralphie Glick are coming over after they finish their homework.
We're going to rehearse.
Have you finished your homework?
Oh yes, a long time ago. All right.
Just as long as you and the Glick boys don't disturb your father.
"The Marsten House on Pabscuitti Hill."
The wind turned the fire back toward town.
Volunteer fire companies came from all over the county
to help fight the threatening flames.
Bright boy, Mark Petrie.
Wrote most of the pageant this year, just as you did.
Both talented. Another writer, huh?
Very possibly.
I'd certainly be proud if I'd helped develop two authors.
Make a lifetime of teaching worthwhile.
Well, you got me started. You had the gift.
I wanted the opportunity to continue, but, you moved away.
Let's see, you were... Eleven.
Mmm.
Tell me, why the Marsten House?
I remember that figured in your pageant, too.
Maybe because my aunt worked there. Hmm.
Did she ever tell you anything about what went on inside the house?
No, never.
Or Hubie Marsten?
No, she never talked about him.
But you remember that even then
that house had a reputation for being a haunted house.
Every town has one.
I went up there once.
On a dare. You know how kids are.
I was sweating scared.
I sneaked around.
Got into the house.
What did you see?
Ghosts.
Everything. Every sound.
Every shadow.
I'm not sure what I saw. I, uh...
I think I saw Hubie Marsten,
hanging by his neck.
His face green, his eyes puffed shut,
his hands livid.
It was ghastly.
And then he opened his eyes, and he looked at me.
He looked at me.
And I took off. And I ran. I ran as fast as I could.
I've never forgotten that.
There was something. A feeling of...
Jason, do you believe a thing can be inherently evil?
I've seen trees that looked like tortured spirits.
A house?
The Marsten House, for instance?
Can it be evil in its stone foundations, in its wooden beams,
in the glass of its windows, in the plaster of its ceilings, evil?
The man who built that house...
Yeah, Joshua Vaughn.
Killed his wife and a servant.
And hanged himself in his bedroom closet.
Hubie Marsten's sister and wife
died mysteriously.
Rumors of poison, never proved.
Then he came here.
And the young boys in the area started to disappear.
Some people suspected Hubie Marsten, but it was never proved.
Never proved.
And now we have a Mr. Straker.
And a Mr. Barlow. Who no one has ever seen.
And, you think... I think...
That an evil house attracts evil men.
But, if a house attracts evil men...
Why did it attract me?
It is moving.
Look at it! We're almost there. Now, shut up.
Shut up!
What's this one?
It's a ghoul.
Girl?
"Ghoul," like in "school."
We don't have anybody like that in our school.
Oh, Mr. Peterson.
What is a ghoul?
A ghoul is an evil demon who, uh...
He preys on corpses, feeds on human beings,
robs graves, things like that.
Why are you so hung up on this stuff?
I don't know, I just am.
It's weird. Let's try this again.
Danny, Ralphie, your mom called. Wants you home.
Okay, Mr. Petrie.
We know our lines okay, don't we?
Most of them.
Well, why don't you come over to our house tomorrow night, okay?
Okay, Mr. Petrie? Sure.
See you later, Mark. Bye-bye.
Bye, Mr. Petrie. Good night, boys.
Mark.
When are you gonna outgrow all this?
Soon, I guess.
Well, I... I'd better fix this.
Well? Look.
The road.
The road nothing.
It sure is cold. Come on, let's get it done.
It's freezing!
Look, I'm telling you, it's not natural. It just ain't natural.
We gotta get it out.
Let's just grab ahold. Let's get it done.
What was that?
It's just an owl.
I never heard one before.
Sure you have, hundreds of times, millions.
We shouldn't have gone through the woods. It's a shortcut.
Look, you can even see the lights of Jordan Avenue. See them?
No. Hey, I'm going.
Wait. Danny, wait!
Hey, I want to know.
Come on. Come on. I want to pry it open.
We can't. He'll hear.
Who? Him.
Straker.
Well, I want to do it anyway.
I'll get something from the truck.
Listen.
You hear that?
Somebody's up there.
There's somebody up there.
Rats, probably. You heard rats.
It was someone. Let's split.
Wait, we forgot to padlock the door... Throw them down there.
Here are the keys. Throw them down, too.
Close the doors!
Did you happen to notice the time when the boys left?
Oh, you did?
Well, then they should have been here half an hour ago.
Ask Mark if the boys said anything to him. You know how kids are.
Henry!
Danny. Danny, what happened?
What happened, son? Where's Ralphie?
Ralph... Where's your brother?
I don't know.
Get Dr. Norton.
See you. Yeah.
Faithful.
Here, boy.
Faithful?
Kiss me.
Come here.
That's good.
Isn't that better?
That's good.
It's better here, isn't it?
Well, well, well.
Cully. Cully.
I guess I owe Weasel Phillips a case of beer after all.
Cully, look, this isn't...
He broke in and he tried to rape me. He was?
He broke in. A rapist?
Is that it? Cully. Cully.
I'll take care of him.
I didn't... Shut up, rapist.
Cully, listen. Get up.
Out of the bed. Out. Out of the bed. Out.
Cully!
Cully. Get up.
Cully. Shut up!
Listen, Cully...
Please. Please don't do anything. You don't want to go to jail, do you?
I'm not going to jail for killing the man who raped my wife.
That is what he did, isn't it, honey?
Yes. No!
She invited me, I swear. No! Cully. No.
You invited him? Yes.
No! He called me, and he said that he had to talk to me, and...
So, you invited him over? No!
Cully, no.
Cully, look, you don't want to go to jail for the rest of your life for what is a lie.
Come here.
Come on. Come on, in the living room.
- We've got to talk this over. - Right, right. Let's talk it over.
We're gonna go in the living room, and we're gonna talk it over.
And then I'm coming back, hear me?
Come on, Larry.
In the living room. Man-to-man stuff.
Oh, I like your shorts.
You must, too, keeping them on like that.
Where did you get them? Boston.
Sure look good on you.
Stay right there, puss.
Turn around, Larry.
Look, I know how this must look to you.
I can understand how upset you are, but let me explain what happened.
You see... Now, grab the barrel, Larry.
Huh? Barrel. Grab the barrel.
Easy!
Very easy.
That's it.
Now, this shotgun's got a five-pound pull on it,
and I've got about three on it now.
Good boy.
Now hold it up in front of your face.
That's it, right in front.
Careful.
You move that barrel, Larry, and I'll blow you away.
Good.
And, now...
Just hold it, Larry.
Hold it steady.
Steady, Larry. Don't move! Don't move!
There.
You see how much self-control you can have?
It's terrific.
You're doing fine, Larry, just fine.
Now, close your eyes, Larry.
Close them.
Here I come, puss.
Here comes big, bad bear.
I know you're gonna say, um, "Don't make a big thing out of this."
No, I wasn't gonna say that.
Maybe, uh...
"Look, I can't make any commitments right now."
I wasn't gonna say that either.
What were you gonna say?
I wasn't gonna say anything.
Okay?
Told you I ask too many questions.
And I don't give enough answers.
Maybe we talk too much.
Maybe we do.
Sounds like a traffic jam.
Maybe they saw our car.
I'm gonna go take a look.
Crockett?
Crockett? Crockett?
You heard another car drive off. Then?
A car or a truck.
Which one?
I don't know. You don't know?
Do you?
No.
Where were you people?
We were over there.
Over there?
Parkins. Yeah?
Come here, will you?
Okay, okay, okay.
You heard two cars. Or a car and a truck.
One drove off, huh? And then?
Oh, one more thing.
I think I heard someone get out of one car.
I'm only supposing that 'cause I didn't see it.
And get in the other car. Or truck.
That's what I think.
That's what you think?
Quite a night, huh?
First a kid disappears, then this.
You're not leaving Salem's Lot, are you?
I'm not leaving.
Don't.
It's late. Where are you going?
To the hospital. Danny Glick has collapsed.
What?
Ralphie Glick, Danny and Larry Crockett, all in one night?
Quiet little town of Salem's Lot.
Well, it's only all just happened since...
Since I came here.
Well, you didn't have anything to do with it.
I mean, you didn't even know the Glick boys, or Larry Crockett.
I met Larry Crockett.
I did see the boys rehearsing a school play.
That's not what I'm thinking.
You remember I came here to rent the Marsten House?
Yeah.
Somehow, I...
I think that my coming here has acted as a kind of catalyst.
Awakened an evil in this town.
Oh, that's... Nonsense?
How is he?
Um...
Danny's never had an attack of asthma, has he?
No. His file's with Dr. Goldring.
All right. I'll get the file from Goldring.
But, for now, um, any history of rheumatic fever?
Danny? No.
He's a healthy boy. No major problems.
Has he had a TB skin patch this year?
TB? Danny's got TB?
No, no. Marjorie, we're just trying to find out.
He's a healthy boy. He's athletic. He's a normal boy.
All right, well...
We want to keep him here for some more tests.
What tests?
We just don't know yet.
Faithful?
Royal, you seen my dog?
No, I ain't seen him.
Faithful!
Faithful...
Nolly, have two men cover this area.
Come on, move it. Let's go.
That's it, that's it.
Don't touch that.
Nolly, get me an envelope!
He always wears a black suit.
Who?
Straker.
Inspector.
How nice of you to drop in.
Plain old constable.
I see you're just about ready to open.
Not quite. Just about.
Everything in?
Everything that's important, yes.
Coffee? Tea?
A glass of sherry, perhaps?
No, thanks.
Never drink on duty?
You are on duty?
I'm always on duty.
Hmm, that makes me feel safe and snug.
Mr. Barlow arrived yet?
Mr. Barlow is in New York.
Coming soon?
Hard to tell. He may go to Europe on a buying trip.
So, you'll be opening without him.
If necessary, yes, of course.
What's Mr. Barlow's first name, by the way?
Official question?
No, just curious.
My partner's full name is Kurt Barlow.
Kurt with a K.
We've been working together in London and Hamburg. This is our retirement.
Modest, comfortable.
We're hoping to build a reputation for ourselves in this area,
perhaps throughout New England. You think that's possible, Constable?
Anything's possible.
How do you like that old house? Needs work.
But we have time.
Not bothered by yowens?
Yowens?
Kids. Local word.
You know how kids like to devil new folks.
Oh, no. No children. No.
We seem to have misplaced one.
Is that so?
Yes. Yes, it is so.
The thinking now is that we may not find him. Not alive.
Oh, that's a shame. Is there anything I can do to help you?
I don't suppose so.
By the way, what happened to your black suit?
My black suit? The one that I always see you wear.
I have two black suits. They're up at the house.
Am I breaking some town ordinance? No.
I'd like to see those suits.
Could we go to the house and get them?
I'll bring them down tomorrow. They need cleaning anyway.
Any reason?
Some.
Bye.
Ciao, Constable.
Ciao? Ciao.
That's a familiar Italian expression meaning goodbye.
I didn't know you were Italian. I'm not. The word is.
Well, you learn something new every day.
Mmm-hmm.
No, no. It's not a kidnap.
The boy is missing.
Probable foul play.
Yeah, I'd like to check out a couple of feelers.
First is a Benjamin Mears.
Uh, M-E-A-R-S.
Writer.
Yeah, the book's called Air Dance.
And the other one is Conway's Daughter.
What?
No, I haven't read them. Don't know if many have.
Yeah, the other two are sort of stapled together.
There's a Richard K. Straker.
No, I don't know what that stands for.
And Kurt, with a K, Barlow.
S-T-R-A-K-E-R.
And B-A-R-L-O-W.
Yeah.
Any, uh, any connection between Mears and the others?
That's one of the things I wanna find out.
I understand what you're saying, Ben.
I'm not given to unscientific belief,
but I will admit that there are a great many things
that science hasn't as yet answered.
If ever.
But, I can't, for the life of me, understand any connection
between Larry Crockett's death and the Marsten House.
He rented the house to them.
But he died of a heart attack. You're sure of that?
Absolutely.
The autopsy left no doubt whatsoever, none.
It could've happened at the Marsten House and he was taken to the lake.
Yes, well, it...
Let me tell you, the local gossip leans in a different direction.
All right, what about the Glick boys?
That could be something else.
What is wrong with Danny Glick?
We haven't completed our tests yet. But, it could be...
And I'm trusting you to keep this to yourself.
It could be pernicious anemia.
Coming on overnight?
We don't know how sudden it is.
You don't really believe that? Ready?
Yeah. We're going to the movies in Bangor.
Uh, Ben, could I say something to you?
Don't make it too long, Dad, okay? Sure.
Now, everybody knows that you and Susan were up at the lake.
Yeah... Look, I want you to know...
Now, you seem like a pretty nice fella to me.
And I think you respect Susan, and I believe she respects herself.
But you could've been a little more discreet, right?
Yeah.
When may I expect them back?
A couple of days.
No more than that, please.
I'll try.
I don't have to do this, you know.
I understand.
Appreciate it.
I'm under some suspicion?
Well, yes.
The disappearance of the boy.
Yes.
Because I'm a stranger.
Guess so. And a little odd.
You know how we are here.
Ah, no different from people in small towns all over the world.
I appreciate your candor.
Am I being charged?
No, but I'd like you to stay around.
I fully intend to.
Now, the suits...
Don't forget.
As soon as, um, crime lab...
FBI. In Bangor.
A-ha.
And, no damage, please. I want them back in excellent condition.
And, um, cleaned.
I'll see to it.
Ciao. That's Italian for...
I remember.
Goodbye, Constable.
You playing hooky? No.
This is my hour break of which exactly 26 minutes is left.
Just wanted to say hello.
Hello. Hello.
Mmm.
My father asked you to be discreet.
Well, I didn't tell you that. No, he did.
Then he told me to go ahead and show my feelings.
Yeah, well, the man contradicts himself.
Well, Dad's a New Englander.
He's been taught one thing and feels another.
Classic conflict.
I have one, too. I got a phone call this morning.
Ned?
Not that easy.
From Boston. Job interview.
They saw my portfolio.
Oh! It'll only be for two days.
Hmm.
Oh, no, thanks. No, thanks.
So, it's off to Boston?
It's not that far.
Uh...
When do you leave? Tomorrow, after class.
Can you come with me?
Uh, Danny Glick's funeral's tomorrow. I wanna stay for that.
Why? You weren't... I just need to be there.
I wish you weren't going.
Me too.
I have to.
Where are you staying? With a friend. Girlfriend.
I'll give you the number if you like. Yeah, okay.
You know, it's only an interview.
If I got the job, I wouldn't have to start till the end of June sometime.
That's not so bad, is it?
Well, I guess it'll have to do.
Let us pray.
"Lord God, through your mercy,
"may those who have lived in faith find eternal peace.
"Bless this grave and send your angel to watch over it.
"As we bury the body of Danny Glick, welcome him into your presence
"and with your saints, let him rejoice in your presence forever.
"We ask it through Christ our Lord. Amen."
Amen.
"With faith in Jesus Christ, "we reverently bring the body of this child
"to be buried in its human imperfection."
"Let us...
Have plans for tonight?
More or less. Susan's gone to Boston.
I heard.
Hope she gets it.
Do you?
Well, whatever's best.
Should I believe that?
Not entirely, but that's what I want to feel.
Royal?
Everything's all right.
I'm glad I stayed.
How about the job?
Tomorrow?
So, uh...
So when are you coming home?
Friday.
Well, there's really not much point, is there?
No. Tonight, I'm having dinner with Jason Burke.
No, Jason. Just Jason and me.
Yeah.
I miss you, too.
Yeah.
Ben.
Ned Tebbets was around here today fixing a toilet,
and threatening to fix you.
Hey... I just thought I'd tell you.
You're a nice guy. I'd hate to see you get all busted up.
Thanks.
Do you think it's affected him?
Well, you have talks with him.
Yes, but still, you never know.
He doesn't show it much.
I wonder why.
He's got to be feeling something.
I mean, after all, the Glick boys were on their way home from seeing him.
Did you look at him at the funeral?
He keeps his feelings in hand.
I don't want him going in the woods anymore.
I'll go up and see him.
How are you, son?
Fine, Dad.
Finished your homework?
Long time ago.
Can you get out of these?
Easy. Put them on me.
Go ahead.
Let's see. Where's the key?
Oh, I don't need it.
Not too tight? I want it tight.
Okay?
There.
What do you know?
Here, want to tie me up? No, I don't think so.
I can get out of any knot. You can try me. Hands behind the back.
Some other time, son.
You know, sometimes I wonder,
you know, why you're so interested in monsters and magic and...
Why do you think that is, Mark?
I always have been.
I can't explain it. It's the way I am.
Mmm.
Like, you were interested in numbers, so you became an accountant.
At least I can earn a living.
I'll earn a living.
Okay.
That's it?
Thanks. Hey, wait.
Uh...
Hi. Just had FBI Boston on the phone.
Rundown on Ben Mears, Straker and Barlow.
What'd they say?
Straker is British by birth,
58 years old.
Applied extended visa 18 months ago.
No criminal record at all.
Barlow?
Born, Germany. Left in '20s, before Hitler.
Naturalized British.
Changed his name from Breichen.
Anything else? Oh, yeah, thanks.
Uh, been in the import-export business with Straker since 1943.
He travels alone
but seems to keep to himself.
Straker's the one who stays in front.
He shown up yet? Barlow?
Yeah. No.
What about Mears?
Mmm.
Mears. Yes.
He was born here in Salem's Lot.
Left at the age of 10.
His wife died in an automobile accident two years ago.
He's a left-winger.
Against nuclear power, stuff like that.
No record?
Hmm. Travels a lot. There's no, uh...
No connection between Mears and the other two?
Wouldn't seem so.
Then why's he so interested in the Marsten House?
And why did they buy it? There's a connection.
There's a connection, I'm telling you.
Jason. Well...
Well, how's the book coming? Oh, hard.
Tough way to make a living, huh?
Well, it's not much of a living, but it's the only way I know.
The Marsten House still center of the story?
Yep.
What about the Glick boys?
Thank you. You connect them with the house?
Everything in Salem's Lot is connected with that house.
You can see it from every part of the town.
It's like a beacon throwing off an energy force.
Mike.
Hello, Mr. Burke.
Mike, are you on something?
No. Drugs?
Sick. I feel sick.
Since when?
Hmm?
First, I found my dog dead.
Then there was the funeral yesterday.
I fell asleep on Harmony Hill. Didn't wake up till morning.
This was after Danny Glick's funeral?
Yeah.
I went back to finish. Royal wasn't there.
I started to feel
sick. Can I have a drink?
Miss. Whiskey.
What do you remember, Mike?
Singing. Singing?
Sweet.
Sweetest singing I ever heard.
A feeling like drowning.
And eyes.
Eyes. Whose eyes?
Bright and...
Scary.
Whose? Don't remember.
I dreamed.
You slept there all night?
Yeah, all night.
What about last night?
I remember a dream.
Somebody out there.
And I...
I let him in.
Who?
I don't know. Listen to me, Mike.
Mike. Mike, I want you to stay at my house tonight.
Will you do that for me?
We'll arrange to see Dr. Norton tomorrow.
All right. I don't care.
Open the window.
Open the window, Mark.
Open the window, Mark. Please.
Let me in.
It's okay, Mark, I'm your friend.
He commands it.
No, Mark.
Go away.
Go away!
Son, are you awake?
Yeah, kind of.
Did you have a bad dream?
I... Maybe.
I don't remember.
You called out in your sleep.
I'm sorry.
Do you want anything?
No.
Good night then.
Good night, Dad.
Come in.
I hope these will be all right.
Mike?
Turn your head, Mike.
This way.
Where did you get these marks?
I don't know.
Now, call me in the night if you want anything.
Anything. Even if you have a bad dream.
Will you be sure to do that?
Yes.
Now, anything. I mean it.
I'll be right down the hall.
I will.
Mr. Mears, telephone.
Telephone.
Oh, oh. Uh, uh...
All right. Just a minute. Just a minute.
What is it, long distance?
No, it's Jason Burke.
Oh. What time... what time is it?
It's a little after 4:00, and Mr. Burke sounds very upset.
Oh, oh, uh...
Yeah, Jason?
What's the matter?
Um.
Well, give me about 10 minutes.
Well, hell no. I'm a... I was a Baptist.
Jason.
Do you have, uh, uh,
a rosary or a crucifix?
Yeah, in my bedroom. Mr. Berk asked for it?
Yes, please. Well, he's not Catholic.
I don't even think he goes to church. Please.
He's all right, Jason. He's sleeping.
The window's open. It was closed and locked.
I made sure of it.
Sun's coming up.
Look.
It's blood.
A single drop.
Mike. Mike, wake up.
There's no pulse.
Marks on the neck?
No. Nothing, nothing.
No marks. Nothing.
You think I'm crazy? No.
- Do you believe me about the marks? - I guess I'll have to.
But where does that put us, Jason?
It puts us in the position where we have to do something.
Could he have died of a virus or something?
Well, Ben, the window, the marks on his neck,
and I heard him invite someone into the room and...
Oh, that terrible laughter.
All right.
Do you know what will happen to you
if we whisper a word of what you've just told me?
Right. "Funny old duck living alone on Taggot Stream Road.
"How can we trust him to teach our children?"
I can't help you, Jason. I saw a body, nothing else.
And I'm an outsider, a writer, a crazy.
But if we do nothing...
There is something we can do. We can check this all out.
Call Dr. Norton. Call the constable.
Yeah. Let the machinery take over.
Don't even tell Dr. Norton he's dead.
Not dead? Well, how do we know he is?
Let the medical people check it out.
Let them find the cause of death.
All the times Mike drove that,
not guessing how soon he'd be riding in the back.
Mears, I want you to testify for the coroner's jury.
I'll be there. That's good.
Got to do my paperwork.
Duplicate, triplicate.
Don't punch, spindle or mutilate.
We all have to do that, don't we?
Yeah, and they say it's a free country.
Uh, Jason.
What is it you wanted to tell me?
Have there been any other people complaining of feeling weak? Uh...
Well, had bad dreams? No.
There soon will be.
Bill, do you believe in ghosts?
Ghosts? No.
Witches? Wizards? No.
Werewolves? Of course not.
Vampires?
Bill, come on inside. I'm going to tell you something.
And I'm going to ask your help.
And maybe you'll give it, if you don't decide I'm absolutely crazy.
Good morning, Eva.
I heard.
Awful.
Poor Mike.
I'm tired.
I'll just have a cup of coffee and get some sleep.
Why in the world did Mr. Burke want that crucifix?
Maybe because he thought Mike Ryerson was Catholic.
He should've known better than that. He had Mike in school.
All his people were Lutherans.
Well, it looks like you're gonna miss the opening.
What opening? Those antique fellas.
Straker? Uh, him and the other fella.
Did that other fella ever show up?
I don't know about that. All I know is they're opening the store today.
Wouldn't Dad like this?
Huh? Uh,
I guess so.
Oh, Mr. Straker.
Uh, my husband's birthday is next week, and I...
Oh, dear.
It's quite reasonable, you know.
There's no chance that...
I'm sorry, but...
I understand.
I could hold it for you till the end of the week without any obligation.
Oh, I'd appreciate that. Thank you.
Done.
An English desk here, 18th century.
Values continue to escalate.
Interesting little Welsh cupboard in oak.
And my favorite chair. It was with me in London in my establishment.
English.
Georgian.
Oh!
You have some expertise.
No, not really.
I just know something about silver.
My aunt had some Georgian. We had to sell it when she died.
Oh. What an unfortunate way to acquire knowledge.
My aunt was housekeeper at the Marsten House, your house.
Oh, really? That's interesting.
I've always been curious about that place.
Perhaps I can satisfy your curiosity.
A lot of peculiar things. have happened in that house.
Mmm-hmm.
The story goes that the man who built it murdered his wife and a servant.
And though it was never proved,
he was suspected in the disappearance of several children.
Yes, it was terrible, wasn't it?
Interesting.
Remarkable, yes.
Mr. Straker. Yes?
Do you believe that
evil can be inherent in a house?
About as much as I believe that trees have souls.
Well, perhaps they do.
Oh, you're the writer.
On vacation or vocation?
I am writing about the Marsten House.
Ah!
And you'd like to visit.
Well, why not? Mr. Barlow is on a buying trip,
but the moment he arrives.
You'll enjoy Mr. Barlow.
And he'll enjoy you.
You snake.
Try to steal my girl.
Pretty good beating you took, fella.
No fractures, though. Slight concussion.
You understand me?
Yes. Good.
We're gonna keep you here overnight anyway, for observation, all right?
Mmm. Yes.
Your friend Ned, he was arrested.
He's sitting in the town jail.
I don't think he's gonna be that foolish again.
Anyone else sick? Hospital?
Couple of new admissions, but nothing, uh...
No. What Jason and I told you...
Ben, it's out of the question. I don't believe it, and no one else will.
You just take it easy, all right?
I want a crucifix.
All right. If it'll make you feel better, I suppose we can arrange it.
Look at me.
Look at me, teacher.
Look.
Look at me.
Look.
No.
Look.
No.
Get out.
Get out. I revoke my invitation.
You will sleep like the dead, teacher.
No.
Marge?
Marjorie?
Marge.
Margie? Marjorie?
Honey?
Marge.
Marge. Marge.
What is it? What are you saying?
What? What?
Marge, I'm gonna call a doctor. No!
You sure? I'm okay.
Honey, I want Dr. Norton to see you. No.
Marge. I'm weak.
Weak. You haven't been sleeping ever since...
Oh.
I've been dreaming about him. Sure.
About Danny. That's natural. It's all right.
He comes back,
and he says, "Mommy, Mommy, I'm so glad to be home."
He says he's my baby.
My baby.
Hi.
Dad called me.
Oh, oh.
It was, uh, just a little knock.
Uh, I know you're okay.
There's more, Ben.
Ned Tebbets died last night.
What?
They found him dead this morning in town jail.
Dad examined him.
Pernicious anemia.
Just like the Glick boy. Yes, only Ned had high blood pressure.
And Danny's mother died this afternoon.
Same symptoms? I think so.
What did your father say? He wants to talk to you.
And Jason Burke. Jason Burke?
He's here, Ben. Here?
In the hospital. Intensive care.
What? Heart attack.
He's stable.
Susan.
You've got to go back to Boston.
There's a kind of plague in this town, people are dying.
Don't you understand what's happening?
Do you? I do.
It's in the Marsten House.
It's got to be rooted out. It's got to be destroyed.
Do you know the priest at St. Jude's?
- Father Callahan? - Father Callahan.
But I am an agent of the Holy Catholic Church.
You see, the overall concept of evil in the Catholic Church
has undergone a radical change in this century.
Evil with a small "E." Satan with a small tail.
Witches, incubi? Vampires?
In Salem's Lot.
Haven't you noticed anything out of the way, peculiar?
Well, the Malloys weren't at Mass this morning.
Mrs. Malloy never misses.
Mrs. Glick... But she'd suffered a terrible blow.
Ned Tebbets.
Mike Ryerson.
He's gonna do it. Well, at least we'll know then.
We'll have the medical evidence. Now, now, listen to me.
You have to get some hawthorn. Okay.
Okay, and...
And just put it all over the house. Okay.
And the crucifixes from Father Callahan...
Mother's never going to... She has to!
They're breeding on one another. The vampires are creating vampires.
It's a geometric progression. Two times two, times four, times eight.
This is just... In another couple...
Ben.
Ned Tebbets' body has disappeared from the morgue,
and a baby that died this morning is gone.
Marjorie Glick?
She's in the funeral parlor in Cumberland.
I'll get my car.
Hawthorn.
I think a lot of this comes from Mark's hobby,
collecting masks, uh, assembling monsters from kits.
He's always been preoccupied with them,
and it's not healthy.
Let's not make those judgments now.
Mark, you're sure it wasn't a dream?
It wasn't a dream.
It was Danny Glick.
Nightmares seem real.
His subconscious fear made Danny seem real to him.
And they were very close friends.
I'll get it.
Poor little boy.
You can do nothing against the master.
Stop, holy man.
Or he'll cut the boy's throat.
Back. Back, holy man. Back, shaman.
Back, priest.
What would you give for this miserable boy?
What do you ask?
What would you give to reprieve him this night,
to save him for another night?
What do you want? The master wants you.
Throw away your cross, face the master.
Your faith against his faith. Could you do that?
Is your faith enough?
Then do it.
And trust him to let the boy go?
Run.
I think they're dead, Father.
Run.
I'm going to kill you.
Now, your part of the bargain.
I'm a priest. A priest?
Throw away the cross.
Face the master.
Faith against faith.
What do you think?
Her condition is very similar to Mike Ryerson's.
There's no surface lividity, no signs of rigor.
I'm gonna call home, make sure they're all right.
They'll be fine if they follow instructions.
I'll make sure they do.
Bless this cross.
In the name of the Father
and the Son
and the Holy Ghost.
No atheists in foxholes.
The Lord is my shepherd.
I shall not want.
He maketh me...
He maketh me to lie down beside still waters.
He maketh me to lie down.
He maketh me...
He maketh me to lie down in green pasture.
He restoreth my soul.
Bill.
He leadeth me in the path of righteousness for his name's sake.
Bill!
Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death,
I will fear no evil.
Bill!
I will fear no evil.
Thy rod and thy staff, they comfort me.
Danny.
Where are you, Danny, darling?
Bill! Bill! Bill!
Ben, they're... Don't look at her eyes.
Oh, God.
I called a friend of mine in San Francisco.
He's, uh, he's turned on to the occult.
He says that, uh, we have to get to Barlow during the day.
Before sunset.
In his coffin.
And drive a stake through his heart.
What about Straker?
Straker's human. He's mortal. He's...
He's, uh... He's the watchdog, he...
He's the thing's bodyguard. He prepares the way.
How can he be killed?
Any way. Any way at all. Gun, knife.
Any way at all.
Why did they come here? How the hell do I know?
Because you're somewhat isolated, you're somewhat inbred. Full-blooded.
Barlow must have wandered this planet for centuries,
looking for new places to victimize.
It's unbelievable.
I've seen it.
Still, Ben,
it's unbelievable.
Good girl.
Where's your mother? She's up in your room.
She's all right? Yeah, she's fine.
What happened?
Marjorie Glick rose and joined the undead.
The undead? She's a vampire, too.
Soon, this whole town of Salem's Lot.
Susan, you're gonna have to leave town.
Mother and Dad?
Your father's gonna stay and help me
destroy this creature.
Now, tomorrow before sunset, you take your mother
and anyone else that you can persuade to go,
and you leave town.
Where's Gillespie?
Parkins called in sick.
It's the first day he's been off the job. Ever.
Are you... You feeling all right?
A little tired.
I didn't sleep much last night. I was dreaming.
Funny.
I dreamed about Ned coming to see me.
It was a funny dream.
He may have gone into town.
You look pale. Are you all right?
Just tired.
I... I dreamed all night.
All night.
Sweet, sweet dreams.
Weasel.
Young.
Just like old times.
Kissing me on my neck.
Oh, Weasel.
Maybe you better go lie down.
Yes, I will.
Mark?
Susan.
What are you doing here? I followed you in.
Let's get out of here.
He killed my parents.
You can't do it. My father and Ben... Listen.
Please.
You go. Only if you do.
I can't.
We'll come back with my father and Ben.
They'll help us. We need help.
What's that?
He's here.
Come.
That will hold you till tonight.
What will happen tonight?
Yes.
What have you done with Susan?
Ah...
What did you do to her?
I've taken her to where she wished to go.
To meet the man she came here to meet.
Where are you going? South Carolina, visit relatives.
You can't do that. He's up there. He's in the house.
Who? Barlow. Barlow!
He's a vampire. He's got to be destroyed.
What the hell's so funny?
You're crazy. There aren't any such things as vampires.
Well, then, what do you say is happening here?
Something is happening here. I don't know. Some kind of craziness.
You're scared. Whatever it is, I'm not staying.
You're the constable here. Was.
Running! Running, running!
And you're staying?
You're staying.
All right, since you're staying, come here.
Come here, will you?
Here. Here.
Maybe this will do you some good.
Coming!
This town's falling apart
and you're running?
Gillespie is leaving town.
Have you seen Susan?
They should be gone by now. No.
Ann's still waiting for her at home.
Father Callahan in there? No one's there.
Is it blessed? It is holy water.
Ben?
Ben, Susan's in there!
Mark.
They're in there. Where?
I don't know.
You run. You run as fast as you can. No.
Keep running! No.!
Ben.
I told you to go.
No. Run!
No!
Help me!
No, please! Ahh!
Ben.
Bill.
Bill!
It's getting dark.
The cellar.
Wait.
Mark, wait.
Mark!
Mark?
Mark.
I'm all right. Easy.
It's just the ankle. Can you stand?
Yeah.
He's here.
I know he's here somewhere.
Yeah. Here.
It's the root cellar.
We have to get him out of here.
Must weigh a ton.
We have to get him out of here.
Push!
The sun's gone down.
He... Don't look at him!
Mark.
Get out.
Susan?
Sorry, Susan. Forgive me.
The wind.
It's blowing towards town.
Susan.
The town will burn.
It will drive them out of their hiding places.
All of them?
No.
It will purify Salem's Lot.
And the others will be on the run.
And on the hunt.
For us?
For us.
They found us again.
Another one has found us.
We have to go further.
Not yet.
Ben?
I found you.
I know.
I love you.
Yes.
You were so difficult to find.
I know.
But we're together now.
We'll always be together.
We'll always be young.
We'll love each other.
Forever. That is his promise.
Forever?
Forever.
Kiss me, Ben.
Kiss me.
There'll be others.
Do we go now?
危地马拉 西米克镇
他们又发现我们了.
他们中的其他人发现我们了.
我们得走得更远些.
现在还为时太早.
撒冷镇 Salem's Lot(1979)
缅因州 撒冷镇 两年前
克罗克特先生吗? 是的.
我叫米尔斯.本米尔斯.
我想租房子.
租多久? 可能半年吧.
一家人住? 不是.
要带家具的吗? 要的.
我一时想不起哪里有合适的房子.
山上那间房子怎么样? 哪间房子?
就是进镇时能看到的房子. 马斯顿之屋?
那里是用来出租还是出售的? 出售的.
目前还真想不到哪里有合适的.
你没准可以试试伊娃米勒的寄宿房.
那很不错的.
在铁路街上.
你去... 对啊我想起来了.
你想起来了? 非常感谢.
有意思,要找马斯顿之屋.
都废弃20来年了.
库利,明天要去波特兰了.
下午好.克罗克特先生.
你一定都安排妥当了.
你这么觉得吗?
你喜欢吗?
这活干得不错.
那一定跟我卖给你的医生办公室不同.
我不得不同意你说的.
实在太高雅了.实在太高雅了.
是吗?
谢谢.
巴洛先生他...
会来的.很快.
很多人在等着呢.
等巴洛先生.
你知道这镇子很小的.
人们没什么事情好做.
是啊, 我可以向你保证人们
会发现巴洛先生是值得去等的.
特别是你,克罗克特先生.我已经告诉过他你费了多大劲.
帮我们弄到这房子和仓库.
是的.
你是名作家吗?
是的 你写什么的啊?
写书. 我拜读过吗?
你有读过哪些书? 你的书啊.
我不知道.
我要怎么弄早餐呢?
厨房一直为你准备着. 把你的东西单独储藏就行了.
你晚上工作不? 有时吧.
你不能工作得太晚,因为... 我不会的.
那么希望你喜欢这里. 我确定很喜欢.
你是怎么找到这里的? 那个房产中介商介绍的.
不是,我是说撒冷镇.
每年的这个时候陌生人可不怎么来这里.
我不算是陌生人.
书这么丢着可不好啊.
还是本杰明写的书, 你没准会把封皮弄坏.
这是你 对吗?
确实是你.
人们应该尊重书啊.
就算这书写的不是特别好.
它写得很好. 不介意我坐下来吧?
没事啊.
你干嘛给这书取名叫空中舞者?
你读过这本书了吗?
没还没读完...
实际上我正准备看.
实际上... 实际上,你觉得烦了.
没啊并非如此.
我只是...
想先看完这本.
然后去读. 你不用勉强看的.
还不知道你叫什么名字?
苏珊诺顿.
我在霍莉小学教美术.
我爸爸是镇里的医生.
你知道,我之所以 去图书馆借这本书
是因为我读过你的另一本小说.
哪本? 我不记得了.
想一起吃晚餐吗?
你有男朋友了吧. 额...
不算有.
据说你结婚了没孩子.
你还结婚的吧 还没孩子? 额...
她死了.没留下孩子.
有的只是回忆, 那些或好或坏的回忆.
你还没回答我的问题呢.
哪个问题? 晚餐的事.
我很乐意去.
晚上好.
晚安. 明天见 .
还有明晚.
你确定吗?你真的确定吗?
听着,他该 配送东西去了.
而且,他总是打电话的.
你知道的.
晚安,亲爱的.
维塞尔.
你在这里干嘛呢,维塞尔?
就坐着.
更像是在暗中监视吧?
哦,没有,帕金斯. 库利让你来的吗?
没有,没有,没有.
最好没有.
那个,呃...
那个搬到伊娃家的作家... 是的.
住在大厅那里. 我听说了.
你能,呃...
你能帮我监视着他吗?
他做什么事了啊?
盯牢他闭上你的嘴.
你明白了吗? 他做什么事了啊?
杀了18个人.
18个人?
每个被害的都是老人 而且还老喜欢问,
"他做什么事了啊?"
帮我盯着他,嗯?
老伙计.
嗨,亲爱的.
你在看什么啊?
没什么.
今晚你想呆在家里吗?
当然,干嘛不?
那么,就别喝醉了.
今晚我想找点乐子
你知道 你喝多的话会发生什么.
我去冰箱 拿点东西.
等20分钟吧 嘿...
给我拿听啤酒.
谢谢.
那么,你住在伊娃米勒那里?
我告诉你 她真是个尤物啊.
我们这些孩子过去看着 她在街上花枝招展.
比尔. 是啊我们都看到了.
男人啊. 男人啊.
要不要来点咖啡米尔斯先生? 好的谢谢.
要放点什么,本? 就黑咖啡吧.
爸爸你呢? 你知道我怎么看待咖啡因的.
然而你还是喝咖啡. 只在早上喝而且我也不推荐喝这个.
是啊伊娃嫁给了一个 叫菲利普斯韦塞尔的家伙.
他站起来才到她这儿.
瘦得跟苍鹭腿似得. 闻起来像臭鼬.
从没找到正经的工作 没人知道这是什么原因.
他们离婚了, 但他仍然住在附近.
小镇里的生活阿.
他的书都是关于什么的啊?
他最新的作品是关于...
两个男人的.
不是一个男人吗?
你在这里干嘛? 没事,伊娃,没事.
那是什么? 就一张纸而已,伊娃.
什么都没有的.就一张纸而已.
他这里还有很多涂鸦呢.
是关于一个男孩... 一个男孩和一间屋子的.
"这屋子是邪魔遗址, 多年来一直坐落在这,
"恶灵之源 就藏在它那燃烧着的枯冢内."
遗址?谁的遗址啊?
马斯顿之屋吗?
我不知道. 他这句只写到一半.
"多年来一直坐落在这, 藏着恶灵之源气."
写得很好啊.
谢谢你的晚餐. 很高兴见到你.米尔斯先生.
我会把那书拿本给你的. 很抱歉豌豆没做好.她本可以做得更美味的.
再见,爸爸.
好吧...
他们喜欢你.
可能你爸爸喜欢吧.
我妈除了内德特贝茨 谁都不喜欢.
他是谁啊? 我交往过的某人.
交往过还是曾经交往过啊? 都算有点吧.
他到底在撒冷镇干什么啊?
他说写书啊.
他说些什么了吗? 没,他没说,我也没问他.
和我说说内德特贝吧.
是特贝茨.
大学毕业后吗? 在纽约.
我在一个广告代理处工作.
我算个跑腿新人. 其实我基本上搞设计这些活.
你喜欢这工作吗? 我爱死这份工作了.
但不久,出事了, 代理处失掉了一个大客户,
不得不裁员,
然后我就, 收拾东西满大街找工作了.
那是个残酷之都.
不管怎样,最终... 你都该回家的.
撤退吧.
避难.我被彻底打垮了.
好在我还有一些不错的关照.
你的妻子,呃,去世多久了?
两年了.
为此你写过东西吗? 没有,我...
我写了一个关于屋子的故事.
一间屋子?
马斯顿之屋? 马斯顿之屋.
我知道了.
不 我还是不知道.
嘿,呃,我们去哪?
那个,要慎重, 班戈市有电影院.
还有一个湖.
你想去哪里?
我们去湖边吧.
和我在一起是不是不安?
为什么啊,我应该不安吗?
不是只是我 有问问题的习惯.
- 那我就有回避话题的习惯了. - 那可真太配了.
我喜欢你,本.
时髦,上进, 还有些许轻浮放纵的男生,成功俘获了她的心.
好吧... 是不是让你不安了?
没啊.自我感觉良好.
你大概会待多久?
得着写书的进展吧.
你出手慢吗 一般般吧.
我希望你写的这本书会是大长篇.
克罗克特 雷亚尔.
是的先生.
好
好的先生,马上到.
我一会就回来. 好的亲爱的.
别那么叫了. 总有一天你会在别人面前叫漏嘴的
好,亲爱的.
我忘了.
天气变暖了吧.
你能来真是太好了 克罗克特先生.
我又需要你的帮助了.
随时乐意提供微薄之力
是的,我很感激.
正如我告诉你的那样, 你会得到丰厚的报酬.
我希望你的货车 今晚能抵达波特兰码头.
七点整在海关大楼码头.
所有安排都准备好了.
七点海关大楼.
我想两名搬运工就够了.
两名工人.
我有一个贵重的,呃,餐边柜
要带上.
要带到屋子里去.
你清楚了吗?
餐边柜送往屋子. 好的.
你的搬运工 可以把它弄到地下室去.
他们可以 从外墙穿进来...
就在厨房窗台下方,你知道.
您不在场吗?
不我要开车去波士顿. 明早我就回来.
这还有一件事要交待.
你再弄四个牢固的大桂锁
四个? 嗯哼.四个.
你的搬运工就把锁钥匙 留在地下室的桌子上吧.
他们走的时候, 把外门,
前门,后门 和车库门锁上.
记好了吗?
记好了.
非常感谢克罗克特先生.
我很高兴 能随时让你帮忙.
理所应当的.
那巴洛先生呢?
哦，我告诉过你, 你很快就会见到他了.
很快.克罗克特先生.并且 我保证你会很高兴贝到他的.
1776年
起义的号角 响彻了耶路撒冷,
这座如今被称为撒冷的小镇.
打倒英国人.自由万岁.
男人们拿起长步枪, 和自己的妻儿吻别,
他们要出发加入华盛顿的队伍.
爸爸,平安归来哦.
爸爸,让我跟你去吧. 我已经长大能够战斗了.
我会回来的,但首先 我们要赢得自由之战.
这场战争是长期残酷的.
一些在锻造谷战斗的 撒冷镇男人,
遭受了漫长的寒冬.
另一些人则在萨拉托加大捷 和康华丽斯堡战役中做出了贡献.
当战争结束时...
爸爸在哪?他还没回家吗?
是的,撒冷镇有着自己的英雄 无论他们是否还活着.
他们都在为着 最伟大的财富,自由 而战.
啊美丽的天空
伯克先生.
孩子们还再演庆典剧目吗?
什么?
孩子们还在演 学校的庆典剧目吗?
我稍微帮他们把关一下
我现在忘得差不多了.
我叫本 米尔斯. 你也许不记得我了.
噢,我当然记得.我还读过你的书呢.
要不是你的话 我也不会写书.
你说的这个我可压根不知道啊.
我想你跟我说说这事儿.
我们今晚谈这事好吗? 噢,没问题.
我真搞不明白你怎么受得了在这干活.
这里会把我吓到死的. 哦.
白天这里其实很漂亮.
你知道这里很漂亮很安静.
太安静了,特别是在夜里.
我晚上很少在这里.
就他们在.
有什么事吗?
我想找个有力的帮手.
今晚想赚50块钱吗?
50块? 那可是两人份的钱.
你还得再找一个干力气活的.
那你呢? 我?
我今晚有 其他安排.
嘿,老师. 我能帮你拿书本吗?
哦,呃...
不好煮思,我... 不,没事.
你开车来了吗?
没,我来找詹森 伯克的.
我想我会在附近等你. 步行回去吧.
下不为例. 嘿,走吧.
嗯,你能在这里等我会吗?
上车 不.
苏珊... 你没权利这么做.
你说你爱我的.
你说过的. 那是一百年前的事了.
这和他毫无关系.
那你们就在河边 偷偷摸摸的.
哦,拜托别这样.
你认为你什么时候 能回来,亲爱的?
等所有的破事都弄完 估计要,
花上五六个小时吧.
半夜或者更迟点.
你离她远点,听到没?
我会克制住的.
那你可真有的受了.
她完全是我的,对吧,亲爱的?
你这个大坏熊,走吧.
他只是开玩笑.
你看 要是他有怀疑的话, 那他干嘛还开玩笑?
库利.
你知道的,你不能 你的车像这样停在井排车道上.
现在,你不想让我 去波特兰前
跟博尼尔告别下吗?
去波特兰干嘛?
为他搬东西呗.
去海关码头.
你知道搬什么吗?
我猜是一大堆欧洲来的旧货吧.
我真搞不明白 怎么会有人在这里开古董店.
你开的吗? 他们自己会知道自己在干什么.
别再这么停车了, 听到没?
下次我就给你开罚单.
我会回来接你.
好啦,你这老家伙,安静点. 我会很快回来.
去找那些死人玩吧.
我不会把狗留那里的.
噢,他会没事的. 他一会就会睡觉的.
它是只乖老狗.
老伙计,行啦.
我说过很快回来的.
这狗要嘀咕一整晚吗 他会没事的.
你知道去哪,干什么吗? 当然.
额...
回来后就把车停那里吧. 我会早上起来去取车的.
当然了.
给我闭嘴!
这些都是怎么一回事啊? 你搞明白了吗?
他想让波波妹邦尼 以为他去波特兰了.
事实上 ,
是克罗克特他自己弄了这出戏吧.
拉里 克罗克特?
关他什么事?
你是说拉里 克罗克特跟波波妹邦尼?
他想干嘛 那好吧...
要是你有把十二口径的猎枪 放在车库里的时候 你会怎么做?
杰森.
来一杯吧？ 我不介意.
来份岩石上的加拿大人.
给我们带了个本地小伙回来,呵? 那就是他 还乡人.
或者说是个回头浪子吧.
还是浪子?
我知道了,我知道了.
走这边. 好吧,好吧.
你说这里有什么来着?
一个餐边柜 拜托...
餐边柜啊.
你知道...
有意思,这箱子感觉寒气逼人啊.
那好吧,可能在这里摆久了.
我不喜欢这东西.
我是说,这真的很奇怪. 太寒冷了.
那你想撬开看看不? 你想要撬开?
你想要撬开? 不.
快搬出去吧,伙计. 好吧,我们走.
你想撬开看看不? 不,不想.
我们只管把这东西弄到马斯顿之屋去就行了.
快点脱手吧.
这50块死难赚的.
这里变得冷了. 是啊
确实是,不应该啊.
今晚很暖,开下加热器.
嘿,那东西动了.
动了?
注意道路. 停车
我们应该把那箱子打开. 我们不能那么做.
但是不对劲啊. 这里变冷了.
我们只管把这东西送走. 我想把它打开.
拜托!
伙计,让我安心开车好吗?
亲爱的,很安全.
哦,猛男.我都要对你失去敬意了.
不要.
我不想再去汽车旅馆了.
我想要你 就躺在我的小床上.
对我来说那样刺激多了.
不要.
别,我不想 在电话里那样挑逗.
只要你来了, 我就在尼耳边轻声呢喃.
我会把你弄的舒舒服服的.
你来吧,不然的话...
1951年.
一场大火在老磨坊那烧起.
迅速蔓延 到格瑞芬路两旁
并朝着帕巴斯库提山上的 马斯顿之屋烧去.
1951年.
一场大火在老磨坊那烧起.
迅速蔓延 到格瑞芬路两旁
并朝着帕巴斯库提山上的 马斯顿之屋烧去.
这时风向变了火又朝镇上烧去
志愿救火队从...
马克?
你到底在干什么?
排练演出啊.
那就小声点.
你父亲正在 算他的季度税金.
好的,哦,妈妈,呃...
丹尼和拉尔夫格里克 做完作业后会过来.
我们要一起彩排.
你的作业做完了吗?
是的,早就做好了. 好吧.
只要你和你那帮小屁孩 别打扰你父亲.
"帕巴斯库提山上的马斯顿之屋."
这时风向变了火又朝镇上烧去
志愿救火队 从全县赶来
帮着扑灭这场危险的大火.
马克 佩特里是个聪明的男孩.
这次表演剧大部分是他写的, 他和你一样.
你们俩都很有才. 又一个作家?
很有可能.
要是我培养了两个作家 我自然会很骄傲的.
这会让我这一辈子的教书育人生涯很有价值.
好吧,是你启发了我. 你天资不错
我本想趁热打铁, 可惜,你搬走了.
让我想想,你那时... 11岁.
嗯.
告诉我,为什么会是马斯顿之屋?
我记得你也在剧本里 提到过.
没准是因为我阿姨在那做过吧. 嗯.
她有没有告诉你 屋子里发生什么了?
没,从来没有.
胡比马斯滕的事呢?
没,她从没提起过他.
但称记得吧 那时
那房子因为闹鬼 而出名.
每个镇都有自己的鬼屋.
有次我到那里去过.
因为一次冒险活动.你知道孩子就这样的.
我真是被吓得浑身冒汗.
我溜过去.
进到屋子里.
你看到什么了?
鬼影重重.
所有的怪响.
所有的魅影.
我不确定自己看到什么了.我,呃...
我想我看到了胡比马斯滕,
吊死在那里.
他的脸发绿,他的眼睛肿胀地闭着,
他的手是淤青的.
简直太可怕了.
然后他突然睁开眼睛, 看着我.
他看着我.
我赶紧跑了出去. 没命似的跑着.
我永远忘不了那一幕.
里面有东西.那是一种...
詹森,你相信存在一种 天生邪恶的东西吗
我见过如同扭曲变形的 妖精般的树木.
我说的是房子?
比如说,马斯顿之屋?
在它的石基和 木梁中是否存在着邪恶,
在窗尸的玻璃间, 在天花板的石膏间,邪恶力量?
建这房子的那个男人...
是的,约书亚 沃恩.
杀死了自己的妻子和佣人.
然后在自己卧室的橱柜里上吊.
胡比马斯滕的妹妹和妻子
也是神秘死亡的.
谣传说是毒药害死的 但没被证实过
然后他就来这里了.
这地区的小男孩 开始失踪.
有人怀疑是胡比马斯滕干的, 但也从没被证实过.
从没被证实过.
现在我们迎来了斯特拉克先生.
和巴洛先生. 后者还没被见到过.
那你认为... 我认为...
那座邪恶的屋子会吸引邪恶的人来.
但假如那屋子吸引邪恶的人...
为什么也会吸引住我?
它在动.
快看啊! 我们就要到了.现在,给我闭嘴.
闭嘴!
这是什么啊?
食尸鬼.
女孩子?
"食尸鬼,像学校的人."
我们学校里 没人像他啊.
彼得森先生嘛.
食尸鬼是什么啊?
就是一种恶鬼,呃...
他是一种吃尸体为生的恶鬼, 喜欢吃人的尸体,
挖坟刨地,干诸如此类的事.
你为什么这么沉迷这些东西?
我不知道,我就是喜欢.
太诡异了. 我们试试这个.
丹尼,拉尔非,你们妈妈来电话了. 要你们回去.
好的,佩特里先生.
我们知道台词没问题了,对吧?
基本完事.
干嘛不明晚 再来我家,行不?
可以吗,佩特里先生? 没问题.
回头见,马克. 拜拜.
再见,佩特里先生 晚安,孩子们.
马克.
你什么时候才能长大?不去玩这些啊?
我猜很快了吧.
好吧,我该把这个修一下了.
看到没?
都划出条道来了.
没什么嘛.
肯定是冷的. 来吧,快点搞定.
冰死我了!
我跟你说,这不对劲. 太不对劲了.
我们得把它弄出来.
抓牢了.赶紧完事.
那是什么?
只是只猫头鹰.
我之前没听到过这叫声.
肯定有, 几百次,无数次听到了.
我们不该穿过这片树林的. 这是捷径啊.
瞧,你甚至能看到 乔丹大街的灯光.看到没?
没. 那我自己走了.
等等.丹尼,等等!
嘿,我就想知道.
得了.得了. 我想把它撬开来.
不行.他会听到的.
谁? 他.
斯特拉克.
不管怎样我要去做.
我去车上拿东西.
听.
你听到了吗?
有人在上面啊.
有人在上面.
可能是老鼠.你听到的是老鼠.
是人啊.我们闪吧.
等下,我们忘了锁门了... 把它们丢进去.
这里是钥匙.把它们也丢进去.
关上门!
你有没有刚好看下时间 孩子们离开时?
有吗?
他们应该 半小时前就到的.
你问一下马克看看这些孩子有没有和他说过什么. 你知道孩子就这样的.
亨利!
丹尼.丹尼,出什么事了?
出什么事了,儿子? 拉尔非呢?
拉尔非... 你弟弟在哪?
我不知道.
快找诺顿医生来.
回见. 好的.
老伙计.
过来,孩子.
老伙计?
亲亲我.
到这来.
那很好.
是不是更爽
那很好.
这里更舒服吧?
哎呀呀.
库利. 库利.
我猜我终究还是要欠菲利普斯韦塞尔 一整箱啤酒了.
库利,你瞧,这不是...
他闯了进来,并且想要强暴我. 他吗?
他闯进来的. 一个强奸犯啊?
是那样吧? 库利.库利.
我会收拾他的.
我没有... 闭嘴,强奸犯.
库利,听着. 起来.
滚下床.出来.滚下床 .出来.
库利!
库利. 起来.
库利. 闭嘴!
听着,库利...
拜托.拜托别冲动. 你可不想坐牢对吧?
我要是杀了强奸我老婆的人 可犯不着去坐牢.
那是他罪有应得对吧,亲爱的.
是的. 不对!
她勾引我的,我发誓 没有!库利.没有.
你勾引他? 是的.
没有 他打我电话说 有事找我谈谈...
于是,你就勾引他了? 没有!
库利,没有.
库利,你总不想因为一句谎言让自己 下半生在牢里度过吧.
过来.
快点.快点,到客厅里来.
我们来谈谈这事. 好的,好的.我们去谈吧.
我们去客厅, 把这事情解决掉.
然后我就回来,听到没?
来吧,拉里.
去客斤.以男人的方式来解决吧.
我喜欢你的短裤.
你就继续这么穿着吧.
哪买来的? 波士顿.
看起来很配你.
老实待着,小姑娘.
转身吧,拉里.
听着,我知道你会怎么看这件事.
我能理解你会有多心烦, 但请让我解释一下.
你看... 现在,抓住枪管,拉里.
哈? 枪管,抓住枪管.
小心!
千万小心啊.
对了.
现在这把 五连发猎枪,
我已经安好三发了.
好孩子.
现在把它对着你的脸.
就这样,正对着脸.
很好,正对着脸.
小心点.
你要是把枪管移开了,拉里, 我就把你脑袋轰飞.
很好.
现在...
抓住啊,拉里.
抓稳点.
稳住,拉里.别动!别动!
你瞧.
你知道 你有多少自制力吗?
很好.
你干得不错,拉里,好极了.
现在,闭上眼睛,拉里.
闭上.
我来了,小姑娘.
大坏熊,来了.
我知道你想说什么,嗯, "别想太多了."
没啊,我没打算那么说.
也许会说,呃...
"瞧,我现在给不了你 任何承诺."
我也没打算那么说啊.
那你准备怎么说?
我什么都不想说.
可以吗?
我告诉过你的 我总是问很多问题.
而我也没给出相应回答.
也许我们谈太多了.
也许真的如此.
听起来好像堵车了.
没准他们看到我们的车了.
我要去看看.
克洛克特?
克洛克特?克洛克特?
你听到有另一辆车开走.接着呢?
轿车或者是卡车.
到底哪种?
我不知道. 你不知道?
那你呢?
不知道.
你们当时在哪儿?
我们在那边.
就在那?
帕金斯 嗯?
你能过来下吗?
好的,好的,好的.
你听到有两辆车. 没准是一辆轿车一辆卡车.
一辆开走了,呵?然后呢?
还有点补充.
我认为我听到某人 从车上下来了.
我只是猜测 因为我没看到.
然后进了另一辆轿车.或者卡车.
我就是这么想的.
你就是这么想的?
真是不平静的一晚,呵?
先是孩子失踪,然后出了这种事.
你还不准备离开撒冷镇吧?
没打算走.
你不能走.
很晚了. 你上哪去?
去医院. 丹尼 格利克出事了.
什么?
拉尔夫格里克,丹尼还有拉里 克罗克特, 都在今晚出事?
安静的撒冷小镇啊.
这些事都发生在...
我来了之后.
你和这些事情 毫无相干.
我的意思是,你甚至都 不认识格利克家的孩子,或者拉里 克罗克特.
我见过拉里 克罗克特.
我也见过 孩子们在彩排.
不是我要这么想的.
你还记得我来这里 要租马斯顿之屋吗?
是的.
不知怎么的,我...
我认为我的到来 以某种激活的方式.
唤醒了小镇上的邪恶之物.
那真是... 无稽之谈?
他怎么样了?
嗯...
丹尼是不是 从没得过哮喘?
没有. 他的档案在金德林医生那.
没事 我会找 金德林要档案的.
但是现在,嗯, 他有没有风湿热的病史?
丹尼?没有.
他是个健康的孩子.没什么大问题.
他今年做过肺结核皮肤测试吗?
肺结核?丹尼有肺结核?
不,没有.马乔里, 我们正在找病状.
他是个健康的孩子.他是个结实健壮的孩子. 他是个正常的男孩.
好吧,那么...
我们想留他在这 多做一些测试.
什么测试?
我们还不知道.
老伙计?
罗亚尔,你看到我的狗了吗?
没,我没看到他.
老伙计!
老伙计...
诺利,找两个人搜寻这块区域.
来吧,继续.我们继续.
就这样,就这样.
别碰.
诺利,给我拿个封套来!
他总是穿着黑外套.
谁?
斯特拉克.
督察先生.
很高兴你来拜访.
丑漏的老警察.
我看你差不多要开张了吧.
马马虎虎 差不多吧.
都搞定了?
重要的部分都好了.
咖啡?还是茶?
或者来杯雪利酒?
不了,谢谢.
执勤时从不喝?
你在执勤吧?
我总是在执勤的.
嗯,那让我感到安心舒适.
巴洛先生到了没?
巴洛先生在纽约.
很快就来吗?
难说 没准他要去欧洲 来次收购之旅.
那么,你就会先开张了.
当然,如果必要的话.
顺便问下, 巴洛先生叫什么啊?
官方盘问吗?
没,只是好奇.
我合伙人的全名叫库尔特巴洛.
K字头的那个库尔特.
我们一起在伦敦 和汉堡合作过.这算是我们退休后的安排.
适度的,安逸的日子.
我们希望在这个地区 建立自己的声望,
可能还会遍及整个新英格兰地区. 你觉得可能吗?
万事皆有可能.
觉得那老房子怎么样? 工作需要啊.
但我们有时间.
没被小鬼打搅吧?
小鬼?
就是孩子们本地叫法.
你知道孩子都喜欢给外来者添麻烦.
没,没.没有孩子.没有.
我们好像走失了一个孩子.
是吗?
是的,确实如此.
现在的看法可能是 我们找不到他了.活着的几率不大了.
那太遗憾了. 有我帮得上的地方吗?
我不觉得有.
顺便问下, 你的黑外套怎么了?
我的黑外套? 就是那件我经常看你穿的.
我有两件黑外套. 它们都在那屋子里.
我是不是违反镇上的什么风俗习惯了? 没有.
我想去看看那些外套.
我们可以去屋子里拿吗?
我明天把它们帝来. 毕竟他们需要清洗下.
有什么原因么?
有的.
再见.
侨,警官.
侨? 侨.
侨 是一个普通的意大利词 意思是再见.
我不知道你是意大利人. 我不是.这词语是.
你每天还学习新鲜事物啊.
嗯-哼.
不,不.不是绑架事件.
这男孩失踪了.
可能是谋杀吧.
是啊 我想 查几个人.
第一个是本杰明 米尔斯.
呃,M-E-A-R-S.
是个作家.
是的,书名是空中舞者.
还有本叫康威的女儿.
什么?
没,我都没读过. 我不知道多少人读过.
是的,另外两个 是一起的.
一个是理查德 K 斯特拉克.
不知道,我不知道那是什么缩写.
还有库尔特,K字头的,巴洛.
S-T-R-A-K-E-R.
还有B-A-R-L-O-W.
是的.
米尔斯和其他人之间 有什么联系吗?
我就是想找出相关信息.
我能理解你说的本.
我不是说自己相信那些非科学看法,
但我要承认 现在有很多事情
科学还无法解释.
即便有的话也是不多.
但就算要我的命, 我也无法理解
克罗克特的死 跟马斯顿之屋有何联系.
他把房子租给他们.
但他是死于心脏病的. 你确定吗?
非常确定.
尸检的结果 不容置疑.
有可能发生在马斯顿之屋里 然后他被人移到河边了.
是的,那么,它...
告诉你吧,镇上的谣言可是顷向于 另一个完全不同的方向.
好吧,那格利克家的男孩们呢?
那可能是其他情况.
丹尼 格利克怎么样了?
我们还没完成测试. 但会查出来的...
我相信你 能保守秘密.
可能是恶性贫血.
在一夜之间突发?
我们不清楚有多突然.
你不会真的相信是恶性贫血吧? 好了吗?
是的. 我们去班戈市看电影.
呃,本,我能和你说两句吗?
别太久啊爸爸,好吗? 当然.
现在所有人都知道 你和苏珊去河边了.
是的...听着,我想让你知道...
你看起来 很像我的忘年交老友.
我也觉得你很尊重苏珊, 我认为她也会尊重自己的.
但你一定要 更谨慎,对吧?
是的.
我还能指望要回来吗?
只要几天时间.
不能再多些时间了,拜托.
我尽力.
你知道我不必非得这么做.
我明白.
有劳你了.
我是不是受到猜疑了?
有点吧.
因为那个男孩的失踪.
是的.
因为我是个陌生人.
我想是吧 而且还有点古怪.
你知道为什么我们在这里.
全世界的小镇居民 都一个样.
我感谢你的坦率.
我没被指控吧?
没 但我希望你留下来.
我很乐意.
那么,这外套...
别忘了.
只要,嗯,一旦犯罪实验室...
联邦调查局.在班戈市.
啊-哈.
请别弄坏了. 我希望拿回来的时候完好无损.
而且,嗯,要洗过.
我会留意的.
侨这是意大利语...
我记得.
再见,警官.
逃学吗? 没有.
现在是我的课休时间 确切的说还剩26分钟.
我刚想和你打招呼.
你好. 你好.
嗯.
我爸爸让我谨慎点.
我没和你说吧. 没,他和我说的.
然后他让我继续 让你知道我的感受.
是啊,这人很自相矛盾.
爸爸是新英格兰人嘛.
他一直说这么说 事实上却不那样.
典型分歧啊.
我也差不多. 今天早上我接到个电话.
内德?
没那么简单.
波士顿来的.关于面试的.
他们看了我的简历.
哦! 要在这两天时间内回复.
嗯,
哦,不用,谢了.不用,谢了.
那么要去波士顿了?
没那么远.
呃...
你什么时候走? 明天下课后.
你能跟我一起去吗?
呃,丹尼 格利克的葬礼明天举行. 我想留在那.
为什么?你不用... 我必须要在那.
我希望你别走.
我也是.
可我不得不去.
那你住哪? 和一个朋友住.女朋友.
如果你想的话我会把号码给你. 好的.好的.
你知道的,只是个面试.
要我选中了, 6月才开始上班呢.
还不坏对吧?
我想只能认命了.
让我们祈祷吧.
"万能的主啊,以你的怜悯,
"让这些信徒们 找到最后的安息之地.
"请保佑这方墓地 派遣您的天使眷顾它吧.
"让我们将丹尼格利克的身体理葬, 请接纳他于您的荣光之中吧
"请让他与您的圣徒, 一同永远沐浴在荣光之中.
"我们祈求主的保佑.阿门"
阿门.
"信主得永生, "我们虑诚地将这孩子的身体
"埋葬在人性的不完美中."
"我们...
今晚有安排吗?
有点吧.苏珊要去波士顿了.
我听说了.
我希望她能得到工作.
真的吗?
凡事都好.
我该信你吗?
不完全是这么想, 但我觉得是这样吧.
罗亚尔?
一切都还顺利吧.
很高兴我留下来了.
工作的事怎么样?
明天?
那,呃...
那你什么时候回来?
星期五.
没什么意义 对吧?
不.今晚,我和詹森 伯克 一起吃饭.
不,詹森,就詹森和我.
好的.
我也想你.
好的.
本.
内德特贝茨今天来这里了 修了下厕所,
还扬言说要修理你.
嘿... 我只是觉得应该告诉你下.
你这人不错. 我可不想看你遇到麻烦.
谢谢.
你认为这件事会影响到他吗?
那,你要和他谈谈了.
是的，但你永远不知道。
他没怎么表现出来.
我想知道为什么.
他肯定感觉到什么了.
我是说毕竟格利克家的孩子 是因为他出事的.
在葬礼上你有没有看过他?
他在控制自己的情绪.
我再也不想他 去树林子了.
我上去看看他.
你怎么样,儿子?
很好,爸爸.
作业做完了?
早做完了.
你能从这里解脱出来吗?
容易啊.把我铐起来.
来啊.
让我们瞧瞧.钥匙呢?
我不需要.
不太紧吧? 我想要紧点.
好了?
好了.
你怎么会这个?
你想把我绑起来吗? 不,我不想.
任何结都捆不住我的.你可以试试看. 把我反手铐起来.
下次吧,儿子.
你知道,有时我在想,
为什么你对 怪物、魔法这类东西那么感兴趣..
你是怎么看的啊,马克?
我一直这样的.
我也解释不了,就是喜欢.
嗯.
就像你喜欢跟数字打交道, 然后你就成了会计师.
至少我靠这个赚钱吃饭啊.
我也会的.
好的.
就这样了吗?
谢谢.嘿,等下.
呃...
嗨，刚波士顿的联邦调查局打来的.
他们查到本 米尔斯,斯特拉克和巴洛了.
他们怎么说?
斯特拉克出生在英国,
58岁.
18个月前申请了延期签证.
无任何犯罪记录.
巴洛呢?
出生在德国. 在20年代,希特勒时期之前离开的.
入了英国国籍.
把原名布里克林改了.
还有呢? 哦,好的,谢谢.
呃,1943年开始 跟斯特拉克合作出口业务.
他独自旅行
看起来喜欢安静.
基本是斯特拉克出面处理事务.
他出现了没? 巴洛吗?
是的. 还没.
那米尔斯呢?
嗯.
米尔斯. 是的.
他就在撤冷镇出生.
10岁离开的.
2年前 他的妻子在车祸中丧生.
他是社会自由王义者.
反对核武器这一类的.
没不良记录?
嗯.广博游览.没了...
米尔斯和其他两人之间 没任何联系?
不能说有吧.
那他干嘛对马斯顿之屋 这么感兴趣?
还有他们为什么要买下来? 这里肯定有猫腻.
这里肯定有猫腻.我告诉你.
詹森. 好...
书写得怎么样了? 进死胡同了.
赚钱不容易啊?
这可不算什么赚钱捷径， 只不过我只能靠这个吃饭.
马斯顿之屋 还是故事的中心部分吗?
是啊.
那格利克家的孩子呢?
谢谢. 你有没有把他们跟屋子联系起来?
这儿的一切 都跟那屋子有联系.
你在镇上的每个角落 都能看到它.
就像灯塔 放射出的光能一样.
迈克.
你好,伯克先生.
迈克,你喝什么了?
没有. 磕药了?
病了.我觉得自己病了.
什么时候开始的?
哼?
一开始，我发现我的狗死了.
接着昨天这里有场葬礼.
我在和睦山上睡着了. 直到今早才醒来.
在丹尼 格利克的葬礼后发生的?
是的.
我要回去收尾.罗亚尔不在那儿.
我就开始感到
不舒服.我能来一杯吗?
小姐.来杯威士忌.
你还记得什么,迈克?
歌声. 歌声?
很甜美.
是我听过最甜美的歌声.
我感到自己完全沉醉了.
还有那对儿眼睛.
眼睛. 谁的眼睛?
明亮而又...
恐怖.
谁的眼睛? 我不记得了.
我做梦了.
你在那里睡了一整晚?
是啊,一整晚.
昨晚怎么了?
我记得做了个梦.
有人在外面.
然后我...
我让他进来.
谁?
我不知道. 听我说,迈克.
迈克.迈克,我想让你 今晚呆在我屋子里.
行吗?
我们明天去看诺顿医生.
好吧.我无所谓的.
开窗户.
开窗户,马克.
开窗户,马克.求你了.
让我进来吧.
没事的,马克,我是你的朋友啊.
他命今我来的.
不,马克.
滚开.
滚开!
儿子,你醒了吗?
是的,迷糊着.
是不是做噩梦了?
我...也许吧.
我不记得了.
你睡觉时喊出声来了.
对不起.
想来点什么吗?
不用了.
那晚安吧.
晚安,爸爸.
进来.
我希望你还好.
迈克?
转过来,迈克.
这边.
这些伤口哪来的?
我不知道.
夜里有任何事 就叫我.
任何事.哪怕你做恶梦了.
你确信自己会做到吗?
是的.
任何事.说真的.
我就在楼下大厅.
我会的.
米尔斯先生,电话.
电话
哦,哦.呃,呃...
好的.等一下.等一下.
那是长途电话吗?
不是,詹森 伯克打来的.
哦.现在...现在几点了?
四点多了, 伯克先生听起来好像很不安.
哦,哦,呃...
好的,詹森吗?
怎么了?
嗯.
那给我十分钟时间.
没有,我是...我曾是个浸礼会教友.
詹森.
你有,呃,呃,
玫瑰经或者十字架吗?
是的,在我卧室里 伯克先生要的吗?
是的.麻烦了. 他不是天王教徒啊.
我甚至不觉得他去过教堂. 拜托了.
他好好的啊,詹森.他在睡觉.
窗尸开了. 本来是关上锁好的.
我亲自弄的.
太阳出来了.
看.
是血.
就这一滴.
迈克.迈克,醒醒醒醒.
没脉搏了.
脖子上的伤疤呢?
没了.什么都没,什么都没.
没伤疤.什么都没有.
你是不是觉得我疯了? 没有.
你相信我说的关刊先疤的事吗? 我想我不得不信.
但这个要我们怎么去做詹森?
这就使得我们 必须做点什么了.
他可能死于 病毒感染或者别的什么吗?
本,窗户, 脖子上的伤疤,
我听见他 邀请什么进来了...
还有恐怖的笑声.
好吧.
你知道会发生什么事吗
要是我们把你刚才说的 只言片语漏出去?
住在塔吉特溪路上的 搞笑老糊涂蛋宅男.
"我们怎么能放心让他 去教我们的孩子?"
我帮不上你的,詹森. 除了一具尸体外,我什么都没看到.
况且我还是个外人,一个写书的,一个疯子.
要是我们什么都不做...
我们有事可做啊. 我们可以查出来.
打电话给诺顿医生.打电话给警察.
是的.让那些机构来做这些事.
甚至不要告诉诺顿医生有人死了.
不是死了? 但我们怎么知道他不是死了?
让那些医学人士来处理吧.
让他们来找出死因.
一直以来迈克都是开这车的,
他肯定猜不到自己会这么快 成了乘客.
米尔斯,我想让你去跟验尸官陪审员 做个证.
我会去的. 那太好了.
我得写我的报告了.
复印,一式三份的.
别折皱弄坏了.
我们都必须做,是不是?
没错,他们说这是个自由的国度.
呃,詹森.
你要和我说什么来着?
还有没有其他人 向你诉说过自己感觉乏力?呃...
或者做恶梦? 没有.
很快就会有了.
比尔,你相信鬼魂吗?
鬼魂?不信.
女巫?男巫? 不信.
狼人? 当然不信.
吸血鬼?
比尔,进来. 我要告诉你些事.
并且我需要你的帮助.
没准你会作出解释, 要是你认为我还没有彻底变疯的话.
早安,伊娃.
我听说了.
太吓人了.
可怜的迈克.
我累了.
我喝完咖啡 就去再睡会.
伯克先生到底 要用十字架干嘛?
没准他以为 迈克 赖尔森是天王教徒吧.
没人比他更清楚. 迈克就是他教出来的.
他的学生都是路德教会的.
看来你 错过开业了.
什么开业? 那些古董迷们的.
斯特拉克? 是啊,他跟另一个家伙.
另一个家伙露面过吗?
我不清楚我只知道 他们的店今天开张.
你爸爸会不喜欢这个吗?
哈?呃,
我也这么觉得.
哦，斯特拉克先生.
呃,我丈夫 下周生日,所以我...
哦,亲爱的.
这非常合适,你知道的.
又没有机会可能...
很抱歉,但是...
我能理解.
我可以在义务之外 为您保留到这周末.
哦,太感激了.谢谢你.
好了.
一张十八世纪英格兰的桌子.
还在不断升值中.
今人感兴趣的小型威尔士橡木橱柜
还有我最爱的椅子.当我还在伦敦时 它就在我公司里了.
英格兰的.
乔治王朝时期的.
哦!
你真有眼光.
不,不算真的会.
我只懂点银器.
我阿姨有一些乔治王朝时期的银器 当时她去世时我们只能卖掉.
这种方式获取知识 真是不幸.
我阿姨曾经是 马斯顿之屋的女管家,现在是您的房子.
真的吗?那真有意思.
我一直对那地方很好奇.
也许我该满足下你的好奇心.
那屋子里发生过 很多寄怪的事.
嗯-哼.
据说建这屋子的男人 杀死了自己的妻子和佣人.
尽管这从没证实过,
但他被环疑 应该对几起儿童失踪案负贵.
是的,太可泊了,对吧?
有意思.
是啊,与众不同.
斯特拉克先生? 什么事?
你相信不相信
这屋子里的邪恶是与生俱来的?
说这个就像 问我相不相信树有灵魂似的.
没准树有呢.
哦,你是名作家.
你是度假还是调查?
我在写关于马斯顿之屋的书.
啊!
所以你想拜访一下.
有何不可? 巴洛先生还在收购之旅中,
但是一旦他回来.
你就会喜欢巴洛先生的.
并且他很欣赏你.
你这卑鄙的家伙.
想偷走我的女人.
小伙子你被狠揍了一顿.
没有骨折,只有轻微脑震荡.
你明白吗?
是的 很好
我们要留你过夜 便于观察,好吗?
嗯.好的.
你的朋友内德,他被抓起来了.
现在蹲在镇拘留所里.
我想他不会 再干傻事了.
医院里还有没有其他生病的人?
除了几个新来的之外, 其他没有了,呃...
没了. 詹森和我跟你说的...
本,这不可能 我不相信,也没人会信.
你放松点,好吗?
我想要个十字架.
行.如果能让你感觉好点的话, 我们给你弄一个.
看着我.
看着我,老师.
看我
看我.
看着我.
看我.
不.
看我.
不.
滚出去.
滚出去.我撤回邀请了.
你会跟尸体共眠的,老师.
不.
玛吉?
马乔里?
玛吉.
玛吉?马乔里?
亲爱的?
玛吉.
玛吉.玛吉.
怎么了?你说什么?
什么? 什么?
玛吉,我打电话叫医生. 不要!
你确定? 我没事.
亲爱的,我想让诺顿医生来看看你. 不要.
玛吉. 我有些疲倦.
真的疲倦. 你没睡过觉 自从...
哦.
我梦到他了。 确定.
梦到丹尼了. 那很正常.没事的.
他回来了,
他还说,"妈咪,妈咪, 我很高兴回家了"
他说他是我的宝见.
我的宝贝.
嗨.
爸爸叫我来的.
哦,哦.
就是稍微磕到一下.
呃,我知道你没事.
远不止这些,本.
内德特贝茨昨晚死了.
什么?
他们早上发现他死了 在镇拘留所里.
爸爸检查过了.
恶性贫血.
就像格利克家的孩子一样. 只不过内德还有高血压.
还有丹尼的妈妈今天下午也死了.
同样症状吗? 我想是的.
你爸爸怎么说? 他想和你谈谈.
还有詹森 伯克. 詹森 伯克?
他在这儿,本. 这儿?
在医院的重症看护室里.
什么? 心脏病.
他现在稳定了.
苏珊.
你得回波士顿去.
镇里发生瘟疫了, 一直在死人.
你还不清楚发生什么了吗?
你知道吗? 我知道
都是因为马斯顿之屋.
它应该被推倒. 它应该被破坏掉.
你认不认识圣裘德教堂的神职人员?
你是说卡纳汉神父? 卡纳汉神父.
但我是神圣天王教堂 的代理人.
总的来说,关于恶魔的概念 天主教堂
本世纪经历了 根本的改变.
恶魔就是个字母"E." 撒旦就是个小尾巴.
那女巫和夜魔呢? 吸血鬼呢?
就在撒冷镇.
你就没发现 那些不正常的事儿吗?
马洛伊一家人 今早没来做弥撒.
马洛伊太太可从没错过弥撒.
格利克大太呢... 但她遭受了沉重的打击.
内德特贝茨呢.
迈克 赖尔森呢.
他会去做的. 至少我们已经知道了.
我们还得找医学证据. 现在听我说.
你必须去弄些山楂木. 好的.
好的,然后...
然后把它们围着房子摆满. 好的.
卡拉汉神父那里弄来的十字架...
妈妈她从不... 她必须要这么做!
他们会一直吸血. 吸血鬼会让自己的数量增多.
这会以几何级数递增的. 二二得四,接着是四倍,八倍.
这只是... 而且另外的...
本.
内德特贝茨的尸体 从太平间里消失了,
还有今早死亡的一个婴儿的尸体也不见了.
马乔里 格利克呢?
她在坎伯兰殡仪馆客厅里.
我去开车.
记得山碴木
我想着大多是来源于 马克的那些业余爱好,
收集面具,呃, 收集整套的怪物模型.
他一直很沉迷这些,
这不正常啊.
我们不要这么早下结论.
马克,你真的确定那不是梦?
那不是梦.
就是丹尼 格利克.
噩梦看起来总是很逼真的.
他潜意识里的恐惧导致 丹尼好像真的复活了.
而且他们之前还是很好的朋友.
我去接.
可怜的小男孩.
你在主人面前反杭是徒劳的.
停手吧,圣人.
否则他就会割断这孩子的喉陇.
退下.退下,圣人.退下吧,巫师.
退下,神父.
你这样做会给这可怜的孩子 带来什么样的伤害?
你想要什么?
今晚你拿什么 保全他,
明晚拯救他?
你想要什么? 主人想要你.
丢掉你的十字架,直视主人吧.
以你的信仰来对抗他的信仰. 你能做到吗?
你的信仰够用吗?
那就去做吧.
要相信他会放这孩子走?
快跑.
我想他们都死了,神父.
快跑.
我一定会杀了你的.
现在,该是你履行协议的时候了.
我是名牧师. 牧师?
把十字架丢掉啊.
直视主人吧.
以信仰对杭信仰.
你怎么想的?
她的症状 跟迈克的很相似.
表面上没有铁青， 没有僵硬的迹象.
我要打电话回家, 确保她们没事.
她们要是按照指示去做 就会没事.
我要确保她们做了.
上帝保佑这十字架.
以圣父
圣子
和圣鬼魂之名．
散兵坑里没有无神论者.
耶和华是我的牧者.
我必不致缺乏.
他使我...
他使我躺卧在 可安歇的水边.
他使我躺卧.
他使我躺卧...
他使我躺卧在青草地上.
他使我的灵魂苏醒.
比尔.
为自己的名 引导我走义路.
比尔!
对 我虽然行过 死荫的幽谷,
也不怕遭害
比尔!
也不怕遭害.
你的杖 你的竿,都安慰我.
丹尼.
你在哪,亲爱的丹尼?
比尔!比尔!比尔!
本,他们... 别看她的眼睛.
哦,上帝.
我给旧金山的一个朋友 打过电话.
他精通神秘学术.
他说我们必须 找到巴洛.
在日落之前.
趁他还在棺材里.
用木桩刺穿他的心脏.
那斯特拉克怎么办?
斯特拉克是人类.他是凡人.他是...
他是,呃...他只是个看门狗,他...
他只是那怪物的护卫而已. 他筹备了这一切.
怎样可以杀死他?
任何方式.不管什么样的.用枪用刀.
不管用什么.
他们为什么来这里? 我他妈怎么知道啊?
因为你有点孤僻, 有点天生的.纯血统.
巴洛肯定在 这星球上晃荡了几个世纪了,
到处寻找新的牺牲品.
这太难以置信了.
我亲眼见到了.
但是本,
还是太难以置信了.
乖女孩.
你妈妈呢? 在你房间里.
她没事吧? 是的,她很好.
出什么事了?
马乔里 格利克复活了并加入了活死人的队伍.
活死人? 她也成了吸血鬼.
很快整个撒冷镇都.
苏珊,你必须离开小镇.
妈妈和爸爸呢?
你爸爸会留下来帮我
把那个怪物干掉.
明天日落之前, 你要带上你妈妈
还有任何 你可以说服的人,
跟你一起离开小镇.
吉莱斯皮呢?
帕金斯打电话来说病了.
这是有史以来 他第一次没上班.
你...你没事吧?
有点累.
昨晚没怎么睡好. 我做梦了.
有趣.
我梦到内德来看我了.
真是个有趣的梦啊.
他可能去镇上了.
你看起来脸色苍白.还好吗？
只是累了.
我做了一晚上的梦.
一整晚.
很甜美,很甜美的梦.
维塞尔.
年轻的时候.
就像以前那样.
亲吻我的脖子.
噢,维塞尔.
也许你最好去躺一下.
是的我会的.
马克?
苏珊.
你在这里干嘛? 我跟你进来的.
我们离开这儿吧.
他把我爸妈害死了.
你不能这么做. 我爸爸和本...听着.
拜托了.
你走吧 除非你也走.
我不能走.
我们会回来的 和我爸爸还有本一起.
他们会帮助我们的.我们需要帮助.
那是什么?
他在这里.
来.
这会把你绑到晚上的.
晚上会发生什么事?
是的.
你要对苏珊做什么?
啊...
你要对她做什么?
我会带她去她想去的地方.
去见她来这要见的那个人.
你要去哪 南卡罗来纳州,去看亲戚.
你不能一走了之.他就在那上面. 他在那屋子里.
谁 巴洛.巴洛!
他是个吸血鬼.他必须被摧毁掉.
这样到底有什么意思?
你疯了. 这压根没这东西.
那你说 都发生什么事了?
这里正在发生一些事情. 我不知道.疯了.
你害怕了. 不管是啥,我不会留下的.
你可是这里的警官啊. 曾经是.
你要跑了! 马上跑,马上跑!
你要留下来吗?
那你留下来吧.
很好,既然你要留下来, 来啦.
能过来下吗?
给你.给你.
没准着能帮上你点忙.
过来!
这小镇都快分崩离析了
你就这么跑了?
吉莱斯皮离开小镇了.
你看到苏珊了吗?
她们现在应该走了. 没.
安妮还在家等她.
卡拉汉神父在吗? 一个人都没.
被祈福过的? 这是圣水.
本?
本,苏珊在那里!
马克.
他们在里面. 哪儿?
我不知道.
你快跑.尽量跑越远越好别停下. 不.
快跑! 不!
本.
我叫你走的啊.
不. 快跑!
不!
救我!
不,救救我!啊!
本.
比尔
比尔!
天黑了.
地下室.
等会.
马克,等会.
马克!
马克?
马克.
我没事 小心.
就脚裸扭了下. 你能站起来吗?
是的.
他在这里.
我知道他在这里的某个地方.
是的.这里.
这是地下室的墙根.
我们必须把他弄出来.
这肯定重得要死.
我们必须把他弄出来.
使劲推!
太阳下山了.
他... 别盯着他看!
马克.
出去.
苏珊?
对不起,苏珊.请原谅我.
起风了.
朝镇上吹去了.
苏珊.
镇上会着火的.
那会把他们 从躲藏的地方赶出来.
所有的吸血鬼吗?
不.
它会使撒冷镇得到净化的.
其他的则会逃跑.
会去追捕.
追我们?
追我们.
危地马拉 西米克镇 两年后
他们又发现我们了.
他们中的其他人发现我们了.
我们得走得更远些.
现在还为时太早.
本?
我找到你了.
我知道.
我爱你.
是的.
你实在是太难找了.
我知道.
但我们现在在一起了.
我们会永远在一起的.
我们会永远年轻的.
我们要彼此相爱.
直到永远.这是他给我的承诺.
永远?
永远.
吻我,本.
吻我.
还有其他的吸血鬼.
现在我们能上路了吗?
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