The Entity

All right. You can go on in. You know the way?

- Yes, I do. Thank you. - Okay.

Oh, I'm sorry I'm late. I had car trouble again.

Would you believe it?

I'll think up something for you tonight.

- Are you sure? - Oh, yeah. Bye-bye.

Hey, Bill, you left the lights on again.

The dishes are on the table.

The refrigerator door was open.

I hate this. The whole place is a mess.

Hi, Mom.

- Hi. - Hi.

Any calls?

No, your boyfriend did not call.

- You sure? - If he called, I'd tell you.

Phone didn't ring.

How would you hear it if it did with the radio going like this?

I've got good ears.

What's that all about? Hmm?

I don't know.

What do you mean you don't know?

What's your school counselor want to see me for?

I don't know, Mom.

Your halo's burning.

Are you in trouble?

Look, Mom, believe me, this is meaningless, okay?

Just don't worry about it. Throw it away.

You going to come in soon?

Yeah. I'm just gonna finish up. I'll be in in a minute.

Mom!

- No, no, no! Oh, Billy! - What? What?

Billy.

He's in the room! Look around the room!

- Who? Who? - Look around the room!

Come here. Come here.

Mommy!

Mommy, what happened?

They're locked. I'll look in the bathroom.

- Mommy! - What happened?

- Mommy! - Mommy!

Look in the closet!

Mommy.

It's empty.

- Look around the house! - Mommy. Mommy.

Mom. Mom, there's nobody here.

Call the police. Call the police.

Mom, there's no one in the house.

The front door's locked. No one came through the garage.

You didn't see anybody? You didn't hear anyone?

No. Only when you screamed.

Mom, you must have had a bad dream, that's all.

Come on, stop crying.

Kim. Kimmy, you've had bad dreams.

Now Mommy's had one. That's all.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

- You okay, Mom? - Sure.

Bill! Ohh!

- There's something coming! - What?

- We've got to get out of the house. - What are you talking about?

We've got to get the kids!

Come on!

- Come on. - Come on, baby.

Come on, baby.

No. No. No.

We've got to get out of the house.

- What's happening? - It's in my room.

- What? - Come on. Come on.

Get her in the car.

Here.

- Oh, my God. The keys. - I'll get 'em.

No! Stay right here. I'll be right back.

Come on. Stop crying. Stop crying.

- Come on. - Why are we leaving?

Don't worry about it. We're just going somewhere, all right?

But we don't want to leave.

I'm scared.

Shh. Shh.

Shit. Shit.

Shit.

Did you hear it?

Did you hear it?

Hear what?

I'll get some pillows and some blankets.

Billy, honey, can you help me?

Ohh.

Good.

There. Now, let's see. We'll put Julie over there

and Kim and Mom here.

And, oh, gosh, looks like it's the floor for you, Bill.

Honey, you coming to bed or not?

In a minute, George.

Here, here, here. Here, we'll take care of this.

- What... - You just...

Listen. Thank you.

Nonsense. What are good friends for anyway, huh?

Don't you be bashful, because there's plenty of food

in the refrigerator for the morning, and...

- Yeah. - You know.

Get a good night's sleep.

- You too. - All right. Night.

You all right?

Yeah, if you're all right.

I don't understand, Mom. I don't understand what's going on.

I don't either.

Are you all right?

Just go to sleep, okay?

Just go to sleep.

I've gotta find Captain Raccoon. I have a telegram for him.

Good morning!

Carla, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to scare you.

- Hi. How you doing? - How'd you sleep?

- Great. - Good.

We helped ourselves to cereal, and I made coffee.

- Great. Love some. - You want some? Okay.

- Did you make it strong? - Of course I made it strong.

- What do you think? - Good girl.

- You want some milk and sugar? - Yeah.

- Okay. - Okay.

Hey, this is pretty nice, being served in my own home.

What about George and I?

We keep you awake last night with all our snoring and stuff?

- No. - The kids?

Anybody fall off the couch?

No. They're used to it.

So...

what happened to you guys last night, anyway?

Nothing.

- You want one or two? - Two, please. Thank you.

Beautiful day outside, isn't it?

Nothing like good old Southern California for lots of sunshine.

- I was raped. - Yeah...

- What? - I was raped.

Oh, Carla, baby.

I'm so sorry. I had no idea.

Oh, my God.

I feel all rotten inside.

Ohh. How did it happen?

Um...

well, I was alone in my room, and...

something grabbed me and smothered me.

Did you call the police?

- No. - Why?

- There was no reason to. - What do you mean?

There was nobody there.

Well, did you check the doors, the windows?

Yeah, I checked everything. Everything was locked.

There was nobody there.

Oh, Carla. Oh, wait a minute.

I... honey, I don't really understand this.

You were attacked, or you weren't?

It happened.

And when he...

when it was over,

he vanished like he'd never been there.

You see?

There's no answer, is there? I mean, I have flipped out.

I've flipped out twice, Cindy.

Carla, are you taking drugs?

No. I'm not on drugs.

Well, then I think you need to see a doctor.

Carla, you're one of the most stable people I know,

and you are definitely not insane,

but when men who aren't actually there

come into your room and have intercourse with you,

then it is time for you to see a good psychiatrist.

- I can't afford it. - Oh, yes, you can.

Betty Rivers, I happen to know she goes over

to the walk-in clinic at the university,

and payment is whatever you can afford.

- I hate the thought of it. - Oh, I know you do.

- I'm not crazy. - Of course you're not crazy.

I'm not crazy. You're not crazy.

You may be crazy.

Cindy, where's that coffee?

He's crazy.

Sure.

Listen, just think about it, huh?

You be honest with yourself, and everything'll be okay.

- I'll think about it. - Good girl.

I'd like a cup of coffee, honey.

Coming, George.

Looky here. Nice and hot, just like you love it.

Is she gonna leave today?

Well, honey, I haven't had a chance to talk to her about that yet.

God damn it, Cindy.

You told me you were going to tell her this morning.

I am going to tell her, you see, but first of all, I have to tell you.

What's happened to her is just a terrible thing.

What happened? She probably got her butt evicted

'cause she didn't pay the damn rent.

We're not going to lend her any money.

George, don't raise your voice to me like that.

I can raise my voice in my own home if I want to.

I just don't want to hurt her feelings.

She's been through enough already as it is,

and she is my best friend. I've known her all my life.

Don't you cry on me. Don't you cry on me.

- If you'd stop yelling at me... - I'm going to set her straight.

Are we gonna stay here all night, Mom?