The Conjuring 2

After everything we've seen,

there isn't much that rattles either of us anymore.

But this one...

This one still haunts me.

Two months prior to our involvement,

the Lutz family had fled their home in the middle of the night,

claiming that the house was haunted.

The Church had reached out to us for help.

They wanted to see

if we could confirm the activity that had been reported by the Lutzes.

Mm-hmm.

Okay. We ready?

Then let's get started.

I'd like you to sit quietly and close your eyes.

Envision yourself in a halo of glowing white light.

It will protect you.

The year before the Lutzes moved in,

a young man named Ronny DeFeo

had brutally murdered his entire family in this house.

We'd hoped to discover

if the killings had been motivated purely by anger

or if,

as Ronny DeFeo testified in court,

he had been under the influence of something demonic.

Stay here. Stay.

Kill her. Kill her.

Shoot them.

Shoot them!

Shoot her!

What did you do?

Shoot her. Kill her.

Shoot her!

Shoot them all.

Shoot!

Kill!

Kill her. Shoot her.

Kill her. Shoot her.

Honey, you okay? What are you seeing?

Lorraine.

Lorraine, what is happening?

I have to see.

We're through. We're through. It's time to come back.

What is happening?

It wants to show me.

Lorraine!

Lorraine!

Oh, God! Oh!

Honey.

Honey.

It's okay.

It's okay.

Ed.

This is as close to hell as I ever wanna get.

- Damn kids! - Really.

Yeah.

Oh, my gosh.

Keith and I are going to sneak out tonight with his friend, Michael,

who wants to meet you, by the way.

No way. If my mum ever found out, I'd be dead.

So don't get caught, you priss.

Here, hold this.

Gotta give you back the spirit board that we made.

I think I'll let Keith French kiss me.

What? No way!

What you two doing?

Janet, give that to me.

And get inside, both of you.

Go.

M-M-M-M-Margaret.

Margaret! Johnny!

Janet! Billy!

Hello. How was your day?

Not good.

Why? What happened?

It's a long story. I'll tell you later.

All right, then.

W-w-what's up?

B-B-B-B-Billy?

Shut up, Peter.

Lesbo!

What, are you talking about your mum?

Oh.

Thank you, Camilla.

No problem!

He's just a wanker. Ignore him.

Okay.

- Mum's gonna kill me. - What did you do now?

It wasn't me, it was Camilla.

What did you do with Camilla?

It's a long story.

Boys! Watch the road!

- Janet! - Up you go, Billy.

Ow!

Come on.

I'm saying I won't be able to pay my rent this month.

No. I talked to them, and they put me through to you.

Please keep calm...

I am being calm.

Well, I don't understand why you can't help me.

No.

No. He hasn't paid a penny of child maintenance for three months.

- We're home! - I see. That's bloody brilliant.

- Hi, Mum! - You have a good afternoon as well.

Janet.

Are things not bad enough around here,

that I've got to get a call from your headmistress

who says that you was caught smoking?

I wasn't! I wasn't smoking. I promise.

- Did you get the biscuits? - Did you just not hear me?

I talked to Mrs. More on the telephone.

How can you stand there and lie to me like that?

I'm not lying!

Yes, she is! It's all over the school.

She was smoking with Camilla.

Shut up! You are such a liar, Johnny!

Mum! You said we would get me some...

No, Billy. I didn't get any bloody biscuits

because we don't have any bloody money!

Mum's coming.

You better quit messing with that and brush your teeth!

All right.

Sounds like the whole city's burning down in here.

Look what I found!

Biscuits!

But you said we don't have any money.

Well, I've been meaning to quit smoking anyway.

- Margaret? - Yes?

Have you got your school uniform for tomorrow?

Yes, Mum. I'm getting it.

Johnny, did you brush your teeth?

I did it already.

Come on, Billy. Time for bed.

Coming, Mum.

Put that down, Johnny. Come on. Time for bed.

Oh, where'd that come from?

Camilla and I made it at school.

Ugh. That doesn't look right.

It really works, I swear.

We already asked it all sorts of stuff.

Come on, I'll show you.

All right.

What should I ask?

I don't know. Whatever you want.

Okay.

My sister and I want to know...

Are there any spirits here that want to communicate with us?

Is Dad ever coming home?

Are there any spirits here who can answer my question?

Don't worry about it.

It's just a stupid game.

It isn't real.

Why're you pounding on the door?

I'm not.

You're barmy.

You know, she's pushing the boundary, isn't it?

She says she wasn't smoking.

I don't think you should agonize over it, Peg.

God knows I had my share of fags at school, didn't you?

Oh, lots.

But it's not what she did that bothers me.

It's that, she don't listen to what I say anymore, Pegs.

Just a phase, isn't it?

I mean, I can punish her, but then I feel guilty

because I know it's not really her fault.

She loves her dad

and she took it very hard when he left. Poor thing.

But I can't just let it go either, can I?

I'm loath to ask, but have you told Richard about it?

I would, if I ever saw him.

Sod.

Now, it's like I'm having to do both jobs.

I'm half the mum I was before. I'm just rubbish, Peggy.

You are not, Peggy. You're too hard on yourself.

- Ooh! - Oh!

- This sodding house! - Oh!

We are back with real life ghost hunters,

Ed and Lorraine Warren,

talking about their experiences at the Amityville house.

And now we're gonna talk to my next guest,

Dr. Steven Kaplan,

who says that the investigations the Warrens conducted

into the Amityville haunting is a load of hogwash.

Why is that?

Well, it's been well established that Amityville was a blatant hoax.

- But that hasn't stopped... - That's never been proven.

Yes, it has.

The Lutz family made everything up

so they could profit off of all the publicity.

That's just not true.

Look, we see this all the time.

It's very easy to sit on the outside and pick apart their story.

But it's something very different

to have been there and experienced it for yourself.

I don't need to go to the moon

to know that it's not made out of green cheese.

Listen, Ed Warren's never seen a house that he didn't think was haunted.

And by the time his wife is done blowing smoke and ringing bells

they've got everybody else believing in ghosts, too.

What exactly are you a doctor of, anyway?

Come on, Warren. Try and show a little class, will you?