House of Leaves - Poe

Spanish schoolteacher: WELL, NOW AFTER ALL THAT

THINKING, WOULDN’T IT BE FINE IF

WE COULD TAKE A LITTLE TRIP?

WE WILL DO IT.

I

KNOW A GAME WE ALL LIKE TO PLAY

INSIDE LA CASA--THE HOUSE.

WE WILL PLAY HIDE AND

SEEK.

Daughter:

I can hear myself;

I’m somewhere in there… What’s

happening?

DADDY?

Mother:

Nobody’s home… NOBODY’S HOME…

Father:

I thought he was dead

Daughter:

Where are you?

Father:

Dead.

(DAUGHTER CRYING.)

{Father: (soft) I WASN’T SURE IF I’M GOING

TO SURVIVE THIS HORROR…}

Brother: NO ONE SHOULD (fading) BRAVE THE

UNDERWORLD ALONE.

French song («DOMINIQUE»):

Mother and Father:

Dominique, nique, nique

S’en allait tout simplement

Routier pauvre et chantant

En tous chemins, en tous lieux

Il ne parle que du bon Dieu

Il ne parle que du bon Dieu

Father:

Try now to take the next step.

(RING.)

Father:

You sing very well Annie.

(RING.)

Mother:

Hello?

HELLO?

Daughter:

MOM?