All language subtitles for THE CLOWN AT MIDNIGHT 1999

[chattering]

[moaning]

[moaning continues]

Be careful no one sees you.

Have no fear, my love.

Everybody's gone
but the cleaning crew.

I'm still worried about him.

We'll be leaving this place tomorrow.

Then you won't have
anything to worry about.

Except for me, of course.

I love you.

[woman singing]

[singing]

[knocking]

Did you forget something?

[singing]

[knocking on door]

Hello?

[knocking on door]

Who's there?

[pounding on door]

Oh, my God!

[pounding]

[opera music on phone]

Stop this!

[shouts]

[screams]

don't!

Help!

Help me!

You there, for God's sake!
Help me!

Help! Help!

[opera music plays]

[screaming]

[gasps]

Kate, did you have another
one of those weird dreams again?

You saw?

Yeah. I think everybody did.

Do you really think
this is a good idea?

Yes. If you're going to get over
this problem, then you have to face it.

I never even knew my mother.

I didn't even know I was adopted
until six months ago.

I know, and look at you. You haven't
had a good night's sleep since.

I guess you're right.

Besides, there'll be
lots of cute boys there.

[giggles]

[bell rings]

Okay, okay, I'll go.

Good, all right.

Well, then we have to go now
'cause we have to be there by four.

So come on.

[chattering]

Hi, you guys.

Hi.

Hey, what's up?

So? She came after all.

Hi. You must be Kate.

I'm Walnut.

Walnut Webber.

Well, my real name's Cheryl,
but everyone calls me Walnut.

I'm the stage manager.

Hi.

I think it's really great that you've
come here to help us out, you now,

especially considering you're...

I mean, considering you're

not even part of our class and all.

Hi. Marty Timmerman.

Welcome to the circus.

Hi. I'm Kate.
It's nice to meet you.

So, hey, who else is here?

Well, I saw Miss Gibby's car
around the corner

and it looks like Taylor's here, too.

Oh, great.
Did he bring the princess?

[Marty chuckles]
Well, let's join the party.

Look, here comes trouble.

See you, Jackson!

[whispering voices]

What's up, Kate?
What's the matter?

I... I thought I saw...

What?

Oh, nothing. I'm fine.

Okay, come on then. Let's go.

Oh, wow. This place is huge.

What time does the matinee start?

Who's that?

That's the one I told you about,
the orphan of the opera.

Okay, ladies, down in front.

Down here.

Oh! Mr. Reese,
how nice of you to join us.

Now if you could put out
that cigarette and come on down,

that'd be very nice. Thank you.

Oh, I'm sorry, Miss Gibby.

Come on, come on.

Come on, come on.

You can come a little farther.
I promise we won't bite.

Thank you, Miss Gibby.

Well, now that I've got you all here,
I want to thank you

for volunteering for this project.

[laughs]

Who volunteered? I was drafted.

Well, that may be true, Mr. Marshall,

but your coach and I thought that
earning a few credits in this class

might be better than taking you off
the football team. Don't you agree?

And besides, you know,

your dramatic skills
could come in handy

if you have to endorse

athletic shoes.

[laughter]

Or breakfast cereal.

Anyway, as I was saying,

I really want to thank you all

for giving up part of
your Christmas vacation

to help clean up
this grand old theater.

As you know, it was donated
to the city and we got a grant

to reopen it as the new home
of our theater department.

[applause]

- Whoo-hoo.
- Yes.

Now I know a lot of you are anxious
to get to your various departments...

Like wardrobe?

Why are you looking at me?

Well, because there's about
50 years of old costumes

downstairs and I have a feeling

that once you go down there,

we're not gonna be hearing
from you again.

[giggles]

But, unfortunately, we have

to clean up the auditorium first

and that means everybody, Marty.

And waste all this talent
on menial labor?

Come on. It'll be fun.

Well, luckily, you've got enough time
to get started before you go home today.

Now I want every one of you

back here at 9:00 sharp tomorrow morning.

And, Ashley?

Uh, you might want to wear
something a little...

looser.

[scream]

- Oh, shit!
- What is it?

I just saw a rat!

- [Kate] Oh, gross! A rat?
- Oh, my God, where?

- Down there. It ran under the seats.
- Oh, don't let it get near me!

Calm down!

Maybe we can catch it.

Why on earth would you want to do that?

So I can feed it to my snake.

That's disgusting!

You're such a psycho.

I'd rather be a psycho
than a prom queen.

Well, I'd vote for you.

[giggles]

All right, all right!

This is an old building.
There are gonna be a lot of rats in it.

I'm sure the minute
you start tromping around,

they're all gonna disappear.

[clattering]

Jesus Christ!

Be careful, be careful.

There's glass.

This place isn't safe.

Oh, calm down.

It was just a loose fixture, that's all.

That's right.
It was just a freak accident.

But you're the only freak around here.

Oh, thank you very much.

And where are you going?

Out of here. You can flunk me
if you want to.

[screams]

- [Taylor] Who the hell are you?
- God, is everyone all right?

We're just a bit shaken up, that's all.

I'm Harlan Caruthers.
I'm the owner of this theater.

At least I was.

Good to see you again, Mr. Caruthers.

Please excuse my students.
We just had a bit of a scare.

Yeah, that antique
could have killed one of us.

Yes, of course.

I'm very sorry about all this.

Not much of a welcome, is it?

The old place seems to be falling apart.

Hasn't your family owned
this theater for years?

Oh, yes. My uncle built it
around the turn of the century.

I grew up loving it.

It became part of me,
part of my soul, in fact. [chuckles]

Caruso sang here, you know?

McCormick,

Chaliapin, Melba.

So many memories,

so many ghosts.

And you really intend to reopen?

Well, yes, of course.

[chuckles]

I think you're very brave.

Oh, that tragedy.
That was years ago.

[Marty] What did you mean
about being brave?

Well, there have been

a few odd occurrences.

You mean like paranormal occurrences?

[Ashley] Oh, boy. Here she goes.

I just wanna know
if this place is haunted.

Well, have you ever heard of
an old theater that isn't?

[giggles]

Oh, we're very proud of our ghost.

She's called Lorraine.

Lorraine Sedgewick.

Her spirit still walks among us.

Did I say anything...

That girl was her daughter.

Kate, I am so sorry.

That's all right. It's not your fault.

You know, when you first came to me,
I wasn't sure if you could handle this.

I'm not sure myself.

[sighs]

- Well, I wanna know the story.
- Yeah. I wanna know, too.

- Come on. What happened?
- That's so unnecessary.

- Whatever, Monica.
- [Ashley] Everybody knows the story.

Some opera singer went whacko
and killed his leading lady.

Isn't that right?

Yes, that's right.

His name was Lorenzo Orsini.

He was a brilliant young tenor

with a promise of a remarkable
career ahead of him.

So what happened?

Well, it was many years ago.

It happened right here in this theater.

The opera was "Pagliacci".

Orsini was singing the role of Carnio

and quite magnificently.

His leading lady was a rising young
opera star called Lorraine Sedgewick.

She was very beautiful.

He was passionate about her,
but she would have nothing to do with him.

However, Orsini persisted.

He was obsessed.
He wouldn't take no for an answer.

Then one night,

he found her with another man.

It broke him completely.

So when the curtain came down
on the final performance,

he waited for Lorraine to be

alone in her dressing room.

Still wearing his "Pagliacci" costume,

he burst in

and stabbed her to death.

The cleaning staff saw him leave
the theater covered in blood.

Minutes later, the police arrived,
but it was too late. He was gone.

[Walnut] Did they ever find him?

No.

So where did he go?

Well, it was assumed he fled the country
and went back to Europe.

So he could still be alive.

Yeah, perhaps.

[chuckles softly]
I doubt it very much.

It was so long ago.

You know, this is the first theater
I ever went to.

- Really?
- Yeah.

What was it like?

Oh, it was magical.

It was better than the movies.

You know, there was an immediacy to it.

I was hooked from the first show.

When was the last time you were here?

It was...

It was the last performance

of "Pagliacci".

You mean...

[Caruthers] Miss Gibby?

Mr. Caruthers?

Here are the rest of the keys

and if there's anything

you need, please ask.

Thank you very much.
I think we'll be just fine here.

Oh, Miss Sedgewick.

Oh, actually, it's Kate Williams.

Miss Williams, I hope I didn't upset you.

Take care.

Thank you.

Now listen carefully.

Something I want you to know.

There are people in the theater.

Just kids, nice kids,

young, harmless.

Nothing to worry about.

You just stay out of sight
until they're gone. All right?

I'll take care of everything.

Just as I've always done.

I don't see a lot of work going on.

Okay, I've gotta go buy
some cleaning supplies,

so I won't be back tonight.

So, Mr. Hunky Buns,
you can lock up with these.

Why me?

I know you'd rather be on a film set,

but you are a part of this theater group.

Cheryl?

I want everyone to stay until six.

Nobody, nobody leaves early,

understand?

Yeah.

Okay?

Sure thing, Miss Gibby.

Oh, and, uh...

try not to destroy the building, okay?

Oh, don't worry.
You can trust us.

[Miss Gibby] Oh, yeah, right.

Cheers to everybody!

Here's to Walnut for allowing us
to make a beer run.

Oh, you guys!

Absolutely. Here's to Walnut.

It was the only way
I could get you all to stay.

Works for me.

Who else? Who else?

What about our master of
makeup effects over there?

He might win an Oscar someday.

[giggles]

Thanks for the beer.

- That was so gross.
- Okay, now.

Hey, you guys, where's Kate?

I don't know.

[gasps]

Whoa. Sorry about that.

I didn't mean to scare you.

That's okay.

I'm just a little jumpy, I guess.

I'm George.

We're in history together?

Oh, you're always cutting class.

Yeah, that's me.

I'm Kate.

Hi.

[sighs]

It's a great poster, isn't it?

You know...

even before I found out
what happened to my mother,

I was always afraid of clowns.

I mean, ever since I was a little kid.

Well, you know who Lon Chaney was?

No.

[sighs]

He's one of the greatest
film stars that ever lived.

Used to call him "The Man of 1,000 Faces."

He's one of my idols.

Yeah?

Well, he said a clown may be
amusing in a circus ring,

but what would be your reaction
to opening your door

and finding that same clown
on your front step at midnight?

That would be scary as hell.

It sure would.

Hey, suppose that Orsini guy

never went back to Europe.

What are you getting at?

I heard there's a bunch of tunnels
underneath this theater.

What if he went into hiding down there?

I mean, what if he's still here?

Are you trying to scare me?

Because if you are,
you're doing a pretty good job!

[sighs]

Hey, I was starting
to get worried about you.

I want to see where it happened.

No, come on. Not tonight.

[scoffs] And why not?

It's a perfect night to visit
the scene of the crime.

[belches]

Can somebody explain
what we're doing down here?

Our new classmate wants
to check out the murder site.

Oh, real cool, Ashley.

[Ashley] Well, she does, doesn't she?

I want to see it, too.

Hmm, foiled at the threshold.

Good.

Let's go 'cause we're not
supposed to be here anyway.

Oh, wait. Isn't there a key?

Yeah, George has them,

but he doesn't seem to be among us.

Who needs the key
when we have got muscles?

[chuckles]

Okay. Step aside.

Step aside.

[giggles]

Um, any more bright ideas?

Yeah.

How about we get into our cars

and we drive home

'cause it's almost six.

I like that idea.

Oh, my God!

How did she...

That door was locked.

Maybe you're just a weakling.

I'm not a weakling.

Somebody hit the lights, please?

- Wow.
- [Monica] Okay.

Now we've all seen it. Let's go.

I wonder if this stuff is worth anything.

You know what?
I don't think Miss Gibby

would appreciate
you just helping yourself.

Besides, if any of these things
belong to somebody, it's Kate.

Oh, yes.

Isn't she related to the victim somehow?

As if you didn't know.

You might try being
a little more sensitive.

Hey, we've all got problems.

Hey, check this out.

[Ashley] Yuck!

Oh, God.

I think I'm gonna be sick.

Well, not in here, you're not.

Come on, Marty, don't lie there.

It's not like it's still fresh.

Jesus!

Oh!

How can it still be wet?

I've read about this kind
of phenomenon, right?

There was this house in Wisconsin
where these two little...

[screams]

Oh, my God, Kate!

What's wrong with her?

I told you she was a head case.

- [whimpering]
- Somebody help me.

[screams]

Oh, shit!

Okay. Kate,

sweetie, you need to calm down,

please?

Look at me. It's Monica.
It's Monica. Come on.

[Ashley] Damn, that girl needs
to be put away.

Okay. Everybody get out of here.

Just get out!

Please?

Go, 'cause I can handle it.

Go!

Are you sure?

I'm positive! Get out!

[crying]

She'll be fine as long as
she watches out for her right hook.

Marty, just leave.

Come on, honey, let's go.

[crying]

Oh, my God.

Come here, okay?

Are you all right?

Look at them.

They're ruined!

I guess Miss Gibby was right
about wearing old clothes.

[screams]

Hey.

What are you doing lurking
in the shadows like that?

What the hell happened to you?

He fell into a pool of--

I had an accident, okay?

I gotta get home and clean up.

See you tomorrow.

Tomorrow.

[Monica] Kate, what the hell
was that all about?

I saw it.

I saw my mother being murdered.

Well, maybe seeing
the blood on the floor

you know, brought on
some kind of a hallucination?

No.

I mean, this was more than that.

I mean, it was like it was real.

I mean, it was like I was

actually there and the killer

was already in this room somehow

and he was dressed like a clown.

Okay, but, see, you already

knew that, so you were

just imagining what actually happened.

No, there

was someone else here.

There was someone

with her right before she died.

Maybe it was her lover.

You know, they said that Orsini guy
was jealous of her.

You know, I don't remember
a thing about her.

How could you?

You weren't even two years old.

But I just saw her

clear as day.

Mother?

"My darling Lorraine,

I count the days,

the hours, the minutes until

we can be together again.

My life apart from you
is but a cold existence.

I wait for you to warm it
with your radiance."

Very corny, huh?

[giggles]

It's signed,

"With deepest love, Lorenzo."

Lorenzo Orsini?

I don't get it.

I mean, why would a man

who cares so much

about her do such a thing?

Well, you've obviously never

been in love 'cause that kind

of love can make people crazy,

especially when it's not returned.

Well, why would she keep the letters?

"My darling Lorraine,

I'm overjoyed you have accepted

my offer of marriage.

There are far greater things
in this world than career.

There is love and there is family.

You owe it to yourself as well

as to our daughter...

Katherine?"

Wait.

Does that mean that he's your...

Lorenzo Orsini is my father?

And he killed your mother.

[clattering]

Did you hear something?

No, no.

It was probably just a rat.

Let's get out of here, okay?

Yeah.

Hey.

[gasp]

What are you guys doing in here?

We were just leaving, right?

- Yeah.
- Come on.

[opera music playing]

[screams]

Katie!

Honey, what's wrong?

I was just having a nightmare.

Oh, God.

We thought you were being killed.

I'm okay now.

Are you sure?

Try to get back to sleep, okay?

We never should have told her.

Arnold, she had a right to know.

Look what's happening.

I don't think she can handle
going to that place.

It's really upsetting her.

She's gonna wind up
having a nervous breakdown.

George?

George, what are you
doing in that costume?

Okay, fun time's over.
It's time to work.

[sighs]

Okay, so that's

how it's gonna be, huh?

What are you hiding there?

[screams]

Bad night again, huh?

[sighs]

Okay.

Maybe you were right, Kate.
Maybe this isn't such a good idea.

No, no. I want to stay.

Mm-hmm?

Girl, you rock!

Come on, let's go.

Miss Gibby, are you here?

She must be.

The door wasn't locked
and her car's out front.

[Monica] Hi.

Hi.

Gosh, did she buy enough stuff?

We should go look for her.
Marty, come with me.

Why? You scared?

No.

If I see another manifestation,
I want a witness.

I always wanted to be in the tabloids.

We're here. Now what?

Well, I guess we're supposed
to start cleaning.

Oh, yeah? Well, where's Miss Gibby?

I don't know. We haven't seen her yet.

Cool. We're outta here.

Hold on.

She could be back any minute.

So?

So? You wanna play football
next semester?

Hey, what's in there?

Trade secrets.

All right. Where do we start?

? Will you watch my fields

? while I'm on the lam

? I'll head to Greece

? or the Vegas sands

? And if you run into me

? take two steps back and

? you'll see

? it's me

? in my entirety

? I'm many miles

? from iron trains

? I'm riding crow like

? angry plains

? the greatest of flying

? will surely mean

? the death of me

? it seems

? in my entirety

? I'm caught up with masks

? they don't fit my frame

? but I believe

? the faces that I wear

? have many names

? and you'll see

? I've copied from the best

? but they're not the same

? to me

? I been trained by the best

? to rearrange

? it starts right away

[electrical crackling]

? it starts right away

? it's not me

? it's not me here

? it starts right away

? it starts right away

? it's not me

? it's not me here

? you either break the horse

? or it breaks the man

? he'll eat you whole

? from your feet to hands

? saddle up and teach him

? that the greatest riders

? beat him

? and it will be me

? in my entirety

? it starts right away

? it starts right away

? it's not me

? it's not me here

? it starts right away

? it starts right away

? it's not me

? it's not me here

That is wicked cool.

I mean, I've read everything
ever written on paranormal experiences,

but I've never had one, you know?

Like I get the occasional d�j� vu,

but nothing like what you had.

I envy you.

You really shouldn't.

Tell me what it was like.

So how are things

in the twilight zone?

Got any more visions
from the other side?

Ashley, lay off.

I wasn't talking to you, squirt.

What's your problem?

Oh, come on.

You're on the big stage now.

Aren't you going to treat us
to another scene?

Why, Ashley, what a surprise!

You know, I didn't think it was
possible for you to get

any lower, but apparently I was wrong.

Well, if it isn't Miss Thrift Store.

Coming to protect your disturbed friend?

You know what? It's about time
somebody teach you some manners.

Forget about it, Monica.

And spoil a good catfight?

Isn't eye scratching more your speed?

[chuckles]

Not when I have my trusty sword at hand.

Hey, watch who you point that thing at.

Perhaps you're a more
suitable opponent.

Toss me that thing.

On guard.

So you think you're Errol Flint, huh?

That's Errol Flynn, genius.

You are so dead.

Ugh!

Ooh.

[laughter]

Ha!

First blood.

More like first butt,

wouldn't you say?

[laughs]

Oh, it appears that you are
no match for the gay blade.

That bitch cut me.

Oh, come on.

I'll kiss it and make it better.

Oh, methinks the vanquished

prince of the pigskins

is retiring for the night

with his...

[sniffs]

skanky princess.

I thought I smelled
something rotten in Denmark.

[chuckles]

What the hell?

Well, how are you
against the fairer sex?

We'll soon find out.

Hey! Where are you?

? I can't explain

? what you do to me

? to make me feel the way I do

? you mesmerize my mind

? and my heart is your to find

? so what you gonna do?

? all I want is you

? I need you in my life

? every time I close my eyes

? all I see is you

? Why don't you

? make up your mind?

In there?

What's the matter?

Too kinky for you?

? I want to be

? your lady, baby

? You got me thinking

? what I'm gonna do

? about this love of ours

? Don't leave me hanging, baby

? You got me thinking

? what I'm gonna do

? about this love of ours

Oh, you fight like a girl.
You know that?

You know what?
I'm gonna kick your ass for that one.

[gasps] You're gonna kick my ass?

Oh, yeah.

You promise?

You're so nasty, Marty.

[laughs]

? All the time

? what I wanna do

? I run around with you, baby

? you never ever

? question my intention

[Monica] Yeah,
bring it on, baby.

Yeah, yeah, you got it.

[blades clashing]

[giggles]

[Monica] Stop.

I'm not playing, seriously.

Fine, fine.

Do you want it?

You want it?

Here, here, I'll give it to you.

Come on, come on.

Yeah.

Come on. That's right.

Ah!

[Monica grunts]

Hi.

[Monica] Yeah, you think
you can handle this?

[grunts]

Woo!

Are you ready?

Oh, yeah.

Are you sure you can handle this?

So ready.

Are you positive?

Absolutely.

Okay.

Thrust!

Thrust!

Thrust!

Oh, yeah.

I'm gonna rock and roll right now.

See? I'm getting good, aren't I?

Please, Marty. Make me work here!

[laughs]

[grunting, moaning]

Go, Monica!

Okay.

Aw, come on, come on, come on.

Is that all you got?

Oh, baby, I got a lot more coming.

Come on.

Come on, give it to me,

come on.

[panting]

One more time? One more time?

I'm out of breath.

[laughs]

Was it as good for you
as it was for me?

Oh, my God,
that was quite a workout.

Who's next?

No thanks.

Not me. I have no depth perception.

Oh, God, I gotta go back to
the wardrobe room.

They have the most
amazing stuff down there.

Do you wanna come?

Sure.

Marty?

I think I'll just hang out
and polish my saber.

[giggles]

Okay, suit yourself.

Bye.

[laughs]

You're gonna love this.

I wanna go check something out, okay?

Are you sure?

Yeah, I'll be fine.

What are you thinking about?

Huh?

I asked you
what you were thinking about.

Nothing.

You can't be thinking of nothing.

Even a retard has something on his mind.

Don't call me a retard.

I didn't. I just said--

Yeah, I heard what you said.

Look, you're always treating me
like I'm some kind of moron

because I play football.

My, aren't we sensitive?

Yeah, well, you wanna know

what's on my mind?

I'll tell you what's on my mind.

Hey, look at me
when I'm talking to you.

I'm tired of your goddamned
superior attitude.

You didn't feel that way
a little while ago.

[chuckles]

Maybe there's more
to me than you think.

And maybe it takes

a little more than a piece of ass
to make me happy.

And don't catch a cold.

Son of a bitch!

[loud dance music playing]

[screams]

[choking]

[wheezing]

Hello?

Hello?

[shrieks]

It's only us. Don't worry.

What is it? Did you get
another psychic impression?

No. I just went down to
the dressing room and the door's locked.

But, I mean, it can only

be locked from the inside.

Oh, my God. This is classic!

First, the blood stain
that never dries

and now a door that was
once unlocked is locked again.

I hate to burst your bubble,

Nancy Drew, but I have

an explanation for
this amazing "phenomena".

Really? What is it?

The first couple of Churchill High

are in there shagging
their brains out right now.

Well, what little they have.

Let's go spy on them.

[giggles]

Taylor?

Were you and Ashley down there
in that dressing room?

What's it to you?

You two have been
down there a long time.

I guess we know who finished first.

[giggles]

You think you're funny, Tinkerbell?

You're not so brave now, are you?

[screaming]

- What is that?
- Oh, my God!

Stop it!

Get off me!

- [Taylor] What the...
- Let me up!

Oh, my God!

What's you're problem, man?
You know how hard that thing was to make?

Is that George?

Whatever.

You tore it!

Well, I should tear your whole head off.

Well, what are you waiting for?

What are you thinking,
scaring the shit out of me like that?

Hey, you were the one who just barged in
screaming your head off.

I was just running after you
to calm you down.

No. You know what?
Don't do me any favors!

You sure have a way with people.

Hey, where's Ashley?

For that matter, where's Miss Gibby?

Think she might have gone home?

Not unless she walked.
We came in my car.

She's gotta be around here somewhere.

Ugh.

I felt like a bimbo in some
slasher movie screaming like that.

[laughs]

I thought I was the one
who was freaked.

Yeah, and now you've got me going.
You see, it's all your fault.

Are you okay?

Yeah, I'll live.

You guys haven't seen
Ashley down here, have you?

No.

I don't want to.

Taylor's really worried about her.

Well, that's just too bad.

Look, she's just yanking his chain,
you know,

trying to keep him in line.

You've done it to guys before,
haven't you?

No.

Well, she'll turn up...

like a bad rash.

[giggles]

See? Now everyone's freaked out.

What do you think of him anyway?

Who?

George.

As repressed psychotics go,

he's a prince.

There's just something
about the way he looks at me.

I can't tell if he's an okay guy or not.

Well, he's definitely
not the boy next door.

I'm just not a real good judge
of what's normal these days.

Someone should go
check up on Miss Gibby.

I think I'll go call the school.

All right.

[scoffs]

I'm sorry for what I said.

Forget it.

I should have thought
about how you'd react.

Well, I can't expect
everyone to understand.

Hey, people skills were never
one of my strong points.

Did you really make this?

Stayed up all night working on it.

This place inspired me.

Wow.

You must like all those splatter movies.

Well...

it's not the blood and gore.

It's the challenge
to take something fake

and convince people it's real.

Oh, my God!

Wait a minute.

Wait, wait, wait.

It's just a blood tube taped
to a dull blade.

You're crazy.

I made it myself.

Taste it.

No way.

100% edible.

Trust me.

Ugh!

It's sweet.

Corn syrup.

You can put it on your pancakes.

Is that what they always use?

They used to use chocolate syrup
in black-and-white films.

Photographs better.

[clattering]

what are you doing?

Oh, I'm just taking some rejects down
to the main storeroom in the basement.

You mean there's more?

Yeah.

According to Miss Gibby,
that room is just the tip of the iceberg.

Hey, have you called her yet?

No. I'm gonna go

call her right now.

Okay.

Later.

I-I-I think I'd better
go make that call.

Ow!

George, what are you doing back
in that stupid outfit?

I think my toe's broken.

What are you doing back there?

[screams]

God!

There's something definitely
wrong with you!

God.

No!

No!

[panting]

[rope whips]

[screams]

[screams]

[shrieks]

[screams]

[grunts]

[shrieks]

[gasps]

[telephone rings]

[man over phone]
Churchill High School.

Hi. My name is Kate Williams

and I'm working with
the drama class on

the theater renovation downtown.

Uh-huh?

Well, Miss Gibby was supposed
to be here today

and we haven't seen her.

And I was wondering
if she was there.

No, she isn't.

Are you sure?

Yes, I am sure.
I'm the custodian

and everyone's on holiday,
except for me.

She's probably headed out
with her class--

[phone cuts out]

Hello?

Hello?

Damn.

Damn!

Any luck?

They knew how to build 'em back then.

How about you?

All the exits

are chained from the outside

and all the windows are
barred and boarded over.

Great, just great.

What I don't understand
is who locked us in here?

I mean, who would have keys?

I mean, there's Mr. Caruthers
and Miss Gibby.

Miss Gibby gave them to George last night.

George, huh?

Where is he anyway?

That's what I'd like to know.

He's in the basement.

I don't think he did this.

Why not?

After all the other crap he's pulled?

Maybe it's one of Walnut's
paranormal occurrences.

That's not funny.

Okay, first Miss Gibby
doesn't show up,

then Ashley disappears.

Now this is not like

any haunting I've ever heard of.

Monica!

I left her alone in the basement.

I gotta go check on her.

We should call for help, okay?

Maybe the office phones are working.

Monica?

Monica?

George?

Have you seen Monica?

Monica?

Did you find her?

No. She wasn't there
and I couldn't find George either.

More good news.

The office phones are dead, too.

So now what?

Ashley has a cell phone.
She keeps it in her bag.

Thank God for technology.

Oh, the signal's real weak.

She never remembers to charge the battery.

[dialing phone]

- Shit!
- What is it?

There's too much interference.

Well, move around.
Maybe it'll clear up.

- Find some higher ground.
- Shut up so I can hear.

Get up on the stage.

Hold on. I think I got something.

No, I've lost it again!

Oh, wait, I got it!

[screaming]

Ashley!

[crying]

The spirits don't hurt people!
They don't!

Not in anything I've ever read!

This wasn't any fucking ghost!
Some goddamned sicko killed her!

Oh, my God!

You, you son of a bitch!

Why'd you do it?

- What the hell are you talking about?
- Where have you been all this time?

- What are you doing?
- You killed her!

Listen, dumb shit!

I didn't kill her!

But whoever did is still in this building!

He's right!

There could be someone else in here.

Then what are we gonna do?
How we gonna get outta here?

- The roof!
- What?

We could go up to the roof
and call for help.

There's a set of stairs
at the back of the balcony.

What are we supposed to do
once we're up there?

Make noise! Build a fire!
Anything to attract attention!

I don't know.

[crying]

Oh, God, come on.

It's better than trying
to break open those front doors!

What do you think, Kate?

It's worth a shot.

[screams]

Marty!

Jesus!

Marty!

Marty!

Marty!

Help me!

Marty, can you hear us?

Are you okay?

I'm getting the fuck outta here!

What are you talking about?
We've gotta help Marty!

To hell with him!

You can't just leave him down there!

Just watch me.

I'm going up on the roof and

calling for help like he said.

- Taylor!
- Forget him!

I'll go with you. Come on.

Walnut?

I don't know.

I'm afraid.

Look, I'm going.
Are you coming or not?

Shit!

[grunting]

Which way?

Down here.

Who the hell are you?

Why are you doing this?

[whimpering]

[pounding]

Marty!

Help me, you guys! I'm in here!

He's still alive.

[panting]

Marty, we're coming!

- I can't find the right key!
- Here!

[pants]

Here, try this one.

[screaming]

Perfect! That's just what we need!

Marty?

Marty?

Come on, stay close.

Marty?

Where the hell is he?

Here's some candles.

Do you have a light?

Yeah, hold on.

Okay.

Stay close, okay?

Okay.

[George] Marty?

Oh.

Watch out.

Look at all this stuff.

Marty?

It's okay.

Oh, God.

Look at that.

This is really creepy.

Man, it stinks in here.

Smells like something burnt.

[George] Ugh.

What the hell is that?

[screams]

Oh, my God!

It's okay, it's okay!

Oh, my God!

It's okay.

There's nothing we can do for him.

There's nothing we can do

for him, so let's just concentrate on

getting out of here, okay?

The killer was just here,

which means there's got to be
another way out.

That's the only door.

Help me find it.

Okay.

Okay?

Just start tapping on the wall.

It's okay.

I'll be with you

I'm not gonna leave you.

Oh, good.

It's okay.

[tapping]

Hey.

There it is. You got it.

Okay, let's see.

Bingo. Come on.
Let's get outta here.

There it is!

Oh, God, I can't believe
this is happening.

No one's gonna see us up there.
We're all gonna die!

Shut up and find something to burn.

[Taylor grunts]

You see? It's locked!
I knew it! We're trapped in here!

It's just stuck!

Yeah, give me some of those papers.

Here, here.

Hurry up!

It's freezing!

Taylor, look out!

[screams]

[crying]

[grunting]

That's it.

I'm gonna rip that smile
right off your face.

Ah!

Please help me.

I don't wanna die!

For God's sake,

please...

Please give me a hand.

Give me your hand!

[screams]

[thud]

So this is how he's been
getting around.

No wonder we haven't seen him.

Unbelievable.

Look, there's a light.

[grunts]

Come on.

Great, another dead end.

It's my mother.

Orsini must have been
living here since the murder.

Look, there's a picture.

He didn't do it.

How do you know that?

Because he's my father.

What?

I found some letters
in her dressing room.

They were going to get married.

Are you sure?

Ever since we came here,

I've been having these visions.

It's like I can actually see
what happened that night.

He was with her right

before she died,

but it was somebody else
who killed her.

Well, if Orsini's innocent,
then who killed her?

And who's trying to kill us?

I don't know, but we've gotta

find a way to get outta here.

Come on then. Let's go.

Come on.

[crying]

[whimpering]

[rat squeaking]

[screams]

I think we're almost there.

Let's hurry.

Shit!

I thought this was the way we came.

Look.

[wind blows]

George, where are you?

I'm right here.

Follow my voice.

Kate?

Kate?

George?

George?

Answer me!

[gasps]

Hello?

Who's there?

[screams]

Wait, Kate! Wait!

[panting]

Katherine, wait!

Miss Williams?

Come to me.

No, Katherine!

Do not listen to him!

You'll be all right.
You'll be safe with me.

Come on.

My good friend!

- What a friend you are!
- That's Lorenzo.

The police have been
after him for years.

- Come on.
- You!

I thought you were
helping me, hiding me.

All this time, I have been
a prisoner in this theater

- because of you!
- Miss Williams, come on.

You destroyed my love,

my career, my life!

Don't listen to him.

You killed me a long time ago.

Now it's time for you to die!

[screams]

[panting]

Oh, Kate.

The minute I saw you, I knew fate
had given me a second chance.

What?

Things didn't work out between

me and your mother.

But they can be different now

with you and me.

Stay away from me!

How like her you are.

So beautiful.

So foolish.

[screams]

Monica?

[crying]

Monica?

It was a mistake
for your friends to come here.

When that teacher of yours persisted...

I knew what I had to do.

You see, my dear Kate,

I've played this role before.

It was you.

You killed my mother!

And you framed Orsini.

You're a monster!

Oh, now, is that fair?

But then, is it fair for a man

to be denied the one thing
he desired beyond life?

I could have given her everything,

but she chose him instead.

[inhales, exhales]

Why is it that women who become

artists make such bad choices?

Well, no matter.

Tonight the stage is mine.

I have everything that a star

could ask for:

captive audience,

beautiful leading lady

and no critics.

Let me go.

And disappoint all those people? No.

This is our final performance,
yours and mine together.

"Pagliacci", the story of

a man forced to play a clown,

to pretend that

he's happy when in truth

his heart is breaking...

[crying]

because the woman he loves

does not love him.

Sound familiar?

Now we're going to play out

my favorite part,

my favorite scene.

Just wait right there.

Stay just as you are.

Don't move.

[opera music plays]

[grunting]

[shouting]

[laughs]

Sing, Kate, sing.

Sing.

Come on, sing.

Now! That's the spot.

Now! Now!

Sing!

You keep missing your cue!

Sing.

If you're gonna kill me, just do it!

Ah!

[grunting]

Break a leg.

[shouts]

[groans]

[gasps]

George!

I thought you were dead.

Don't believe everything you see.

It was your father
who grabbed me downstairs

and he told me everything.

He was trying to help us all along.

I wanted to help, too.

Guess I'm not such a hero after all.

Yeah, but your people skills

are improving.

[chuckles]

Let's get out of here.

[George grunts]

? Must be something here

? something's happened here

? I've been days out before

? there've been weeks

? but never more

? they've happened here

? I've planned my great escape

? with no nets

? or little strings

? I've stepped off of the wire

? fell off and then retired

? there's no great escape

? nothing matters here

? all that matters now

? is for someone else

? to appear

? I've passed on all my breaks

? waiting for my life

? to get out of here

? and into me

? if tomorrow never comes

? if tomorrow never comes

? I'll wash my tired hands

? rethink what

? they have planned

? there's no great escape

? nothing matters here

? all that matters now

? is for someone else

? to appear

? I've passed on all my breaks

? waiting for my life

? to get out of here

? and into me

? quiet

? my final steps are quiet

? maybe they're too quiet

? maybe I'm much stronger

? I'll keep my lips

? from speaking

? keep my eyes from watching

? keep my ears from hearing

? tell myself warning

? I'm not wanted

? nothing matters here

? all that matters now

? is for someone else

? to appear

? I've passed on all my breaks

? waiting for my life

? to get out of here

? and into me