Evil Little Things

Mom!

No, no, you coddle him too much.

I'll handle it.

He's got to learn not to be so scared of the dark.

He's only six years old.

I want my mom.

Well, you got me.

There's a monster in my room.

Where?

Under my bed.

No monsters, now you go to sleep.

I want some water.

Jason, do you remember what we talked about, hmm?

You're a big boy now.

He just pretended to look.

I'll look.

There's nothing under there.

Now, do you really need some water?

No.

Okay, everything's okay then?

I love you, Mommy.

I love you more.

Muah, get some sleep.

Tell you what, tomorrow, we'll go find you a special friend.

You know, like a stuffed animal or something

to keep you save at night, okay?

Good job, all right, let's go.

Maybe we'll find something in here.

Look, look, it's there, it's all over the place.

Oh, I love it, cobblestone.

Yeah, yeah, cool.

Let's find an elephant.

Oh, let's see if we can find that.

Mom, look.

He's big.

Yeah, hey, that's bigger.

Yes.

Or maybe not.

Oh, these are cool.

Oh, they are.

They've got all kinds of cool stuff.

Oh, I haven't seen that since I was 12.

Come on, come on, Jason, let's go.

All right, you gotta stay with me, all right?

Okay, oh cool!

Honey, don't touch anything.

Hello.

Oh, oh.

Are you looking for something specific or just browsing?

Um, just browsing I guess.

Hey, Mister, I kinda like this one.

Oh, honey, I don't think that that one's for sale.

Oh, it's all right, ma'am.

He's a very special one, he is, Patrick O'Malley.

He's special all right.

He's sad, he looks like he needs a friend.

Well, that's because, well, well, wait.

Yes, I think he needs a little bit of my special attention.

Honey, why do you like that one?

Why don't we, is that a burn mark on his face.

Yes, it is, a burn mark.

See, he needs somebody to take care of him.

Why don't we just keep looking, honey.

I'm sure that Patrick is very special,

but I think if we find something else, you'll feel a lot...

Oh, no, he is very special.

Let me tell you a story about him.

Not so very long ago, in a place not so very far from here,

Georgia had a gold rush that occurred

20 years before the California one,

and leprechauns love gold.

Now, our tale has finished and our story's complete,

don't be sad, dear ones, for was the ending not sweet?

Now, be off to your homes, dears, and fast on your feet.

Happy Halloween everyone, trick-or-treat.

Mommy, why didn't Daddy call tonight?

He always does.

I'm sure he was very busy, honey.

I wanted to tell him about my Halloween costume.

He'll call tomorrow, I'm sure.

You can tell him then.

Ready for sleep?

Monster check.

No monsters here.

All clear.

No monsters.

I want Zachary.

There was leprechauns.

Who told you that?

Bobby at school.

Oh, don't worry about them.

They're just fairy shoemakers.

I wanna meet the leprechauns.

Now, that's enough about leprechauns.

Go to sleep.

Sleep tight, don't let the bedbugs bite, love you.

I don't wanna meet a leprechaun.

How's the book report coming?

Fine.

Mom, this place is like out of some horror film.

It's creepy and gross.

There are these kids at school,

and they were telling me some weird story about this house.

Weird, in what ways?

Well, it's, it's weird.

Katelin, it's Halloween.

They were just probably trying to scare you.

Well, my friend, Terry,

said something about all these bloody murders,

and I was just wondering...

Well, I hate to contradict the all-knowing Terry,

but there were no bloody murders in this house.

I love this house.

I used to come here when I was a little girl.

My great-grandmother lived here.

The one you were named after.

That's when Susan and I became friends.

Terry said all sorts of bad things happened in this place.

Did you know this place was called Irish Mountain?

Yeah, I knew that.

Look, it's been a long night.

Let's talk about this tomorrow.

Tomorrow's Halloween, can we get pizza

before we go trick-or-treating?

That would be fine.

We have a right to know if evil, creepy, little monsters

are living in this place.

Katelin, really, would I intentionally

put your life in harms way, monsters?

The more sounds she noticed, the creepier the house felt.

Just as she was thinking these morbid thoughts,

a face appears in the window,

one that clearly did not wish to be seen.

Susan, what're you doing lurking on my front porch?

What're you doing with the knife?

Would you like some cider?

I just made some.

Yeah.

Surprised Irish Mountain was on your route.

I was just ah, seeing how you were settling in.

Changed routes with Dooley and thought, well,

I wanted to come bang on your door.

Honestly, Susan, some kids at school

have been telling my kids these wild stories

about leprechauns committing murder.

I'm having enough trouble convincing her

we're not moving back to Atlanta as it is.

Well, Halloween's coming up.

They're focused on scary stuff.

Besides, those stories are partly true.

Oh, not you too.

We both know what happened that day.

They're just stories.

I know what I saw.

Look, we were little kids.

We were probably just imagining things.

12 is pretty old.

I think I know what I saw.

Well, I have been kind of uncomfortable here.

I thought it was because I moved back

into my great-grandmother's old house,

but there's something weird about that fireplace.

What's wrong with it?

That's just it.

Maybe the kids are right,

because at night it really gets to you.

You know, for a lady that writes scary stories,

you're kind of antsy.

Oh yeah, well, with everybody talking about

what they've been talking about,

it's just, you know, made me a little nervous.

And?

And brought back some memories I'd rather not think about.

Do you still have the coin?

The one from the cemetery?

I haven't seen that since I was like 13.

Well, that's not what's chasing us, you know.

So you've said.

Seriously, Jess, remember the graves?

Boy, you're stubborn.

Well, your great, great, or however many great-grandmother,

right next to her grave was a smaller grave.

It was probably a child.

It wasn't a child.

Look, I'll take you there right now.

We can go look at it.

No, I'm not ever going back there, ever.

I've gotta tell the kids to stay away,

and tomorrow I have to tell them something

about the legend of the leprechaun.

Well, I gotta go back to work.

You probably won't be attacked by a leprechaun

in at least the next two days I figure.

Catch you later, doll.

Bye.

Hey, honey, is Ireland beautiful?

It's green, so beautiful.

Wish we moved here instead.

Oh yeah, the kids will love that.

Is everything okay?