The Ring

I hate television.

Gives me headaches.

I heard there's so many magnetic waves traveling through the air,

because of TV and telephones,

that we're losing like ten times as many brain cells as we're supposed to.

Like, all the molecules in our heads are all unstable.

All the companies know about it, but they're not doing anything about it.

It's a big conspiracy.

You can pick something. I don't care.

You have any idea how many electro-rays

are traveling through our head every second?

I got a better one.

Have you heard about this videotape that kills you when you watch it?

- What kind of tape? - A tape, a regular tape.

People rent it, I don't know. You start to play it...

And it's like somebody's nightmare.

Then suddenly, this woman comes on...

Smiling at you, right?

Seeing you...

Through the screen.

And as soon as it's over,

your phone rings.

Someone knows you've watched it.

And what they say is,

"You will die in seven days."

And exactly seven days later...

Who told you that?

- Somebody from Revere. I don't... - Who told you?

What's your problem?

I've watched it.

- It's a story, Katie. - Me and Josh, we saw it last weekend.

I thought you were with your parents.

- I wanted to tell... - You were with Josh all weekend?

Some of his friends got this place up in the mountains.

They were trying to record a football game.

- I guess the reception was so bad... - What're you talking about?

Listen to me!

When we played the tape, the game wasn't there. It was...

What? What was it?

It was something else.

We thought it was some kind of sick joke.

And then the phone rang.

It was a week ago.

A week ago tonight.

You're just trying to scare me.

Oh, my God, Katie! Are you okay?

Oh, my...

You freak!

- You totally fell for it! - No.

So did you guys, you know, do anything?

Like what?

Oh, my God, you totally did! You a ho!

- Tell me now! - No.

There really is a tape?

- This is so lame. - Wait, don't!

Embry residence.

Hello.

Hi, Mom.

Yeah, that was Becca. My mom says hi. She's glad you're here.

Ask her where she keeps the Vicodin.

Yeah, we're about to go to sleep.

Okay. Yeah, I will.

Okay! Okay! Yeah, yeah, I will!

No, I won't.

Bye, Mom.

Becca, quit being a bitch. Where's the remote?

Becca, quit it!

Becca, can you hear me?

Don't tell me what to write!

That asshole's screaming for my attention

and I'm not gonna give it to him.

I am being objective!

Listen, Harvey, you punctilious prick,

you touch my column, and I'm coming down there

and poking your eye out

with that little red pencil you like so much!

Harvey?

Shit!

Hey.

Sorry I'm late.

No worries.

I'll wait in the car.

Have you got a moment, Miss Keller?

Sure.

- Call me Rachel. - Please, sit down.

He certainly is very independent, isn't he?

Yeah, he sure is.

I never have to tell him to do anything.

Well, if that's a problem, you'd be the first teacher in history to say so.

- Miss Keller... - Rachel.

I know that Aidan recently lost his cousin...

Yes. I'm doing what I can to find some good daycare.

No, that's not what I meant. By all means, take your time.

I know they were very close, Aidan and his cousin.

They spent a few nights a week together.

Did he talk to you about her death?

Well, like you said, he's not the talkative type.

That doesn't mean he has nothing to say.

He knows I'm there.

Yes, I'm sure he does.

But he may be expressing himself in...

Other ways.

I'd like to show you something.

That's his cousin.

That's Katie.

Miss Keller,

I'm bothered by these drawings.

Listen, I appreciate your concern.

But my son lost his best friend three nights ago.

- He's trying to deal with it. - I understand, but these pictures...

Are Aidan's way of working it out, of expressing himself, like you said.

He'll be okay.

You say she died three nights ago.

Yeah, that's right.

Aidan drew these last week.

What?

Nothing.

- Shall we read something? - I'm kind of tired.

Okay.

Sweet dreams.

We don't have enough time.

Oh, honey, I know I've been working a lot.

And I'm sorry, but I promise you, I'm gonna make it up to you.

I'm not talking about that.

I'm talking about time before we die.

You have lots of time.

So you know when I'm going to die?

No. No one does.

But I know you don't have to worry about it.

Katie knew. She told me.

Katie told you she was going to die?

She said she didn't have enough time.

Good night, Rachel.

Oh, shit!

Aidan!

God damn it!

Honey, have you seen my black dress?

Aidan?

Have you seen my black...

Dress?

It's a little wrinkled.

It's fine.

Thank you.

Kids don't have strokes. Unless they're on drugs.

So then, why the closed coffin?

Ruthie.

I'm so sorry.

You all right, Dave?

Yeah, I'm fine.

How are you?

He sleeps all day.

He doesn't move.

It's too much for him.

It doesn't make any sense, Rachel.

I spent four hours on the Internet and I couldn't find one single case

of a 16-year-old girl's heart just stopping.

I spoke to three different doctors and not one of them

could tell me exactly what happened to my daughter.

She was close...

With you.

And Aidan.

But she confided in you.

Yeah, but she never said anything.

Nothing that would explain what happened.

You could find out.

It's what you do, isn't it? Ask questions?

Rachel, please.

I saw her face.

I knew Becca.

I mean, she was a little intense, but she wasn't crazy.

They don't put you in booties and a straightjacket

if you're just freaked out.

Something scared the shit out of her.

Hi.

So who's in the mental hospital?

Becca. Katie's friend.

- Oh, right. She was the one who was... - There when it happened.

So what do you think they were doing up there?

Oh, thanks.

I remember I was that age.

Me and my girlfriend used to sneak up to my room, get high.

- Do you think maybe she was into... - It's not about that.

It's about the tape.

Kellen, don't even...

What tape?

The one that kills you when you watch it.

Oh, please!

What was on the tape?

I haven't seen it, obviously.

But Katie told you she saw this tape?

Not Katie. I heard it from her boy...

You heard it from who?

She was dating this guy, Josh.

He goes to Revere.

- It was kind of a secret. - Kind of?

Where is he? Josh. Is he here?

Josh is dead.

What?

And what happened?

Supposedly he killed himself.