Insidious

Hi. I'm Elise. You must be Lorraine.

Yes. Nice to meet you. I'm sorry it's so late.

My day job kind of makes raising my son a night job.

Don't worry about it.

In my line of work, things tend to happen when it gets dark.

Please. Thank you.

Ahoy, Carl!

Elise, thank you for coming.

I didn't know what else to do, except call you.

Oh, I understand.

You had a big problem and you thought

you'd make it my problem, too. Is that it'?

Uh, uh..

I'm teasing.

You know I'm always happy to help, Carl.

Would you like some coffee or tea?

No, thank you.

I'd like to get started right away, if that's okay.

Carl told me on the phone

your son is the one affected, is that right?

Yes, that's right.

My son, Josh.

Something is following him.

Show her.

I started with all the usual checks,

mental health tests, medical records.

Everything normal.

Then I saw the photos.

First noticed it about six weeks ago.

Thought it was a camera problem.

Then it became apparent that it was more than that.

I interviewed the boy.

He won't tell me anything. He's afraid.

I'm afraid, too.

There's something in this house. I can feel it.

It doesn't want me here.

May I meet him?

Hi, Josh. I'm Elise.

I would love to ask you some simple questions.

Do you like living here?

Yeah, I guess

Are there a lot of kids your age in this neighborhood?

A few. One kid lives next door.

That must be fun.

Is there anything you don't like about living in this house?

I have bad dreams sometimes.

What happens in your dreams?

I'd like to try something with you, Josh.

And I promise, it won't hurt.

I want you to just relax.

Listen to the ticking.

Focus on it.

Tune everything else out.

Feel yourself getting sleepier.

We are now inside your dream, Josh.

Look around.

What do you see?

I see myself

sleeping in bed.

Are you in your bedroom?

No.

I'm somewhere dark.

It's always dark here.

Are you alone?

No.

She's here.

Who is "she"?

She says she's a friend.

She visits me every night.

Where is she right at this moment?

Is she here in this house with us?

I'd like to talk to her.

Okay, we're gonna play a little game, Josh.

It's called Hot and Cold.

I'll walk around the house,

and you tell me if I'm getting warmer or colder.

Cold.

Warm.

Warmer.

Colder.

Getting warm.

Hotter.

It's very hot.

Please get out of there.

Who are you?

What do you want?

What happened?

I saw what haunts him, and it's not a friend.

It's a, parasite. I've never felt such a malignant presence.

It wants to be him.

Miss Lambert,

I think your son has a unique ability a gift.

When he sleeps at night, he's able to go places, see things.

Things no living person is supposed to see.

Only now, one of the dead has seen him, too.

Oh.. my God.

Well, can you stop it'?

I could take away his gift

to suppress his memory of his ability.

How would we do that'?

I'll show you.

Do whatever you have to Make him forget.

One morning, Dalton just wouldn't wake up.

We took him to the best doctors we could find,

but none of them had any idea.

Eventually, we just took him home,

still in his coma.

Then things started happening around the house.

Unexplained things.

I got so freaked out, we moved.

But they kept happening.

And you believe that there was some sort of supernatural force at work?

When did you hire the services

of the deceased Elise Rainier?

When we ran out of places to go.

It says in your statement, Mrs. Lambert,

that last night, at approximately 10:00 p.m.,

Elise put your husband into a state of hypnosis.

She did this as part of a ritual that

she believed would allow him to

"project his unconscious into a.." Uh..

I'm sorry, I can't read my own handwriting.

"..Into a spirit realm, where he could locate your son

"and bring him back to consciousness."

Now, did you really believe that would help?

I had to. Whatever she did, it worked.

Dalton woke up.

And what happened after your son woke up?

Josh!

Josh, where are you'?

Josh!

Renai.

I'm right here.

Renai! What?

Oh, no, no, no.

Elise! Elise!

Mom, get Dalton out of here! Call an ambulance!

No, no, no. Elise!

Oh, no!

No, no!

What'?

Why are you looking at me like that?

You think I did this?

Did you believe him?

He's my husband. That's not what I asked.

Yes, I believed him. My husband isn't capable of killing anybody.

This is a photo Elise took seconds before she was killed.

Can you tell me who that is in this picture?

There were a lot of strange things happening in our house.

I saw apparitions, lots of them.

Are you telling me that this is a photograph of a ghost'?

Listen, I'm not interested in ghosts, Mrs. Lambert.

I'm interested in the living people who create them.

Elise has marks on her neck

that were put there by human hands.

I'll let you know if forensics matches those marks to your husband.

Jessica, we're home.

Hey, guys.

Dad! Look what I made. Hey.

What? It's a cup phone.

See? You put your ear in that, and I put my mouth in that.

You are a genius. Absolute brilliance. Thanks for watching them.

Say hi to your mom from me. I will.

Oh. Mom, I'll get that.

I'll go up and make the beds.

All right.

Time for bed, boys.

How long are we gonna be here for?

We're gonna be at Grandma's house for a little bit

while the police work at our house.

You know, this house has been in the family for a long time.

And you guys

get to stay in Daddy's old bedroom.

Did you see anything bad in here?

No.

And neither will you, okay?

Okay.

Good night.

What?

Just glad you're awake.

Good night, boys.

Good night.

Hey, Dalton.

What?

Look what I made.

Do I have to?

Yeah.

This is stupid.

Come on, it really works. I wanna ask you something, all right?

All right, fine. The string needs to be tight.

Go farther back. Okay.

So, what do you think of this?

I think it's stupid.

Hey

Lorraine?

It's okay.

It's still happening. What is?

I heard the piano playing by itself downstairs

and I found Kali on the floor of her room by her crib!

Well, maybe she climbed out of her crib.