Black Phone 2

Hello?

Hope. Hope Adler.

Who is this?

Alpine Lake.

It-it's a youth camp in the mountains.

I, um...

I had these dreams.

Seven numbers.

No area code, so this call is local.

You're here in Colorado, right?

The numbers were carved in ice.

Yes.

Yes!

Who is this?

Who are you?

-Hello? -(static droning over phone)

Hello? Can you hear me?

Hello?

-(high-pitched tone over phone) -(gasps)

STUDENTS (chanting): Fight! Fight!

Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight!

Fight! Fight! Fight!

Got to get up, man.

Finn!

Finn!

You're hurting him!

Finney!

STUDENT ON GROUND (panting): Please, stop. Please.

You done yet?

-(students groan) Yes.

Stay the fuck away from me.

-(Finn grunts) -(students groaning)

Anyone else?

Hey.

What the hell was that?

New kid.

Are you just beating up new kids now?

He started it.

What was it this time?

Uh, the usual.

"Heard you were the badass that wasted a serial killer.

You don't look so tough."

He didn't really say that.

Yeah, he actually did.

Did you have to go so hard on him?

In a situation like that,

the more blood, the better-- for the crowd.

Proves a stronger point.

You've made that point more than once,

so maybe-- and I'm just spitballing here--

maybe the point you're actually making

is less "don't fuck with me" and more "I'm the guy to beat."

Hey, Gwen, Finn.

Great fight, man.

Thanks, Ernesto.

-Hi, Ernie. So, uh, tonight,

uh, I'm going to go down to the Civic Center

to wait in line for Duran Duran tickets.

-Duran Duran tickets? -He just said that.

Simon Le Bon is so choice.

A-Are you going, Gwen?

I wish. Those tickets cost a mint.

My treat. I was gonna buy two anyway.

It'd, you know, be cool

to have someone to go with who's... who's also a fan.

-For real? -For real.

That'd be radical.

Consider it done.

All right, well, I-I got to get to shop class.

See ya.

You know that's a date.

-No, it's not. -Yeah, it is.

Okay, so what if it's a date?

I don't know, I... I just don't like him.

I don't get why.

He's really nice.

Besides that, don't you think Robin

would want you looking out for his kid brother?

But that doesn't mean letting him boink my little sister.

-Ow. -Don't be gross, jizz mopper.

("Subways of Your Mind" by FEX playing)

Welcome back to Night Flight.

Here's German band FEX

with their new hit, "Subways of Your Mind."

Night, Son.

I'm off to bed.

Night.

Don't stay up too late.

Yeah, sure.

-(door creaks) -(crickets chirping)

-(wind gusting) -(dog barking in distance)

If you try to touch me, I'll scratch your face.

This face?

Hey.

Still not my thing.

Don't tell Dad.

Fuck off, slap-dick.

I'm no narc.

You okay?

I'm fine.

No, I-I mean...

I don't want to talk about it.

It's okay that you feel this way.

You don't know how I feel.

No, but...

I know, however you feel, it's okay.

(phone continues ringing in distance)

(ringing continues faintly in distance)

FINN (muffled): Hey, what are you doing?

Hey.

Hey, Gwen.

: Gwen, wake up. What are you...

Why are you so cold?

Finn?

It's okay.

You were sleepwalking again.

Jesus. Your skin is like ice.

I had a bad dream.

It's okay. Just... go back to bed.

I-I said I had a bad dream.

I heard you. Just go back to bed.

Hey, witch.

Hey, Gwen.

Hey, Ernie.

Check it out.

Oh, choice.

I can't believe it.

So, uh, you're into a lot of that...

that woo-woo stuff, right?

What? You mean ghosts?

Spirits? Glimpses of the world beyond?

-Yeah. -Okay, then.

Yeah, I believe in all that woo-woo stuff.

Cool.

Uh, I-I brought you something else.

Ernesto, is this lotería?

Yeah.

My abuela sells them in her shop,

and I thought they looked cool.

They're like tarot.

These are beautiful.

I mean, you can use them like tarot.

If you have the sight, they can show you things.

And you have that, right?

Have what?

Oh, I mean, like, you have... you have dreams and stuff,

and they... they show you things?

Where did you hear that?

My parents.

Back, you know, they said that the police got

an anonymous call where...

where, um, Robin's body was.

But they say it was you.

That you dreamed it.

Or-or something.

I don't like talking about that.

Mm, why not?

'Cause it's weird.

I'm weird.

Maybe I like weird.

I'm sorry, but I can't help you.