Amityville: Where the Echo Lives

Hi.

Ah, I just got here and still have to set everything up,

but it's gonna be good.

Um, I really, really wanna reach this girl.

It's kind of scary. I am scared.

Wish you were here, John.

Asshole.

See you later.

Mr. Harrison?

Can you please give me a sign that you're here?

It's Saturday the 10th.

No sign of Mr. Harrison or anyone.

Oh, okay.

Hello. - Hello, how are you?

Thanks for taking my call. Are you Heather?

Yeah. Who's this?

My name is Rosa.

I was wondering if you can help me.

I think, I think I have a ghost in my house.

Oh, um.

- Last night I had a horrible paranormal experience.

Okay, um, yeah.

I'm kind of in the middle of something right now,

but if you want, tomorrow I can come by.

That can be perfect.

- Okay, um, just send me your contact info

and I'll get back to you then.

- Thank you so much. - Okay, great.

See you tomorrow. - See you tomorrow.

Bye.

You say this happens around five every time?

Yes.

How long have you lived here?

Two years.

Does it happen a lot?

- In the beginning, it was almost nothing,

but lately it's getting stronger.

Can you help?

- Yeah, I just need to investigate a few things,

make sure it's nothing that can be explained

like electricity or heat, that kind of thing.

How can I help?

- Just need to be there with my equipment.

Get some audio, some video, see if there's anything there.

I'm here today.

That works.

Let me go get my stuff.

I wish there was a way to know what's on the other side,

but the only way to know for sure is to die,

and there's no coming back from that.

- Yeah, I was chilling by myself.

I got this new couch though.

- Hey, John? - Yeah?

What up? Come on.

- That's my buddy. What's going on, dude?

We're out of beer.

They're in the back, man.

Hey, I gotta go. We're about to get hammered.

I am just waiting for Samona again.

She left me here, no food, no water.

Just in this living room. Just chilling.

So, um, yeah, just saying hey.

Yeah, well. This is John.

Over and out.

Heather.

Heather. - Ah, no!

Heather.

Hmm. Hmm.

- Hey. - So?

- We had a fight about her stupid brother.

I think she was just looking for any opportunity to dump me

- Oh really? Why do you say that?

Because she...

I, I, I don't, I don't wanna talk about it.

- Uh, good, I was worried you would continue talking.

- Why did I even text you?

How could I forget that you are the absolute worst?

John, come on.

I'm just joking.

Tell me more. Are you all right?

Yeah, yeah. I'm, I'm okay.

It's fine. Ah, I'll be fine.

I'll, I'll find someone else.

And, um, ah, maybe I should just call her.

No, no, don't do that.

That's a bad idea. Okay?

You're far better off without her in your life.

You don't need that kind of drama

in your life, John.

Find someone who'll do better for you.

John?

Do you hear me?

Don't call her.

I think I know women better than you,

and I'm telling you, don't call her.

Okay, fine. Geez.

Okay, good boy.

Well, I have to get going now, so I'll talk to you later.

Bye, loser.

- Thanks, Heather. I'll, ah, I'll see you later.

And stop calling me loser.

Mm, whatever, loser.

Hey, where are you going?

Wait, you're not gonna see her, are you?

- No, Heather, I'm going to see my dad at the nursing home.

Oh, mm.

How's he doing?

Good, I think.

Tell him I said hi.

I'll see you later?

- Yeah, I'll see you later, Heather.

- Hey, Mom. - Hi, sweetheart.

Karen Frito's coming for Thanksgiving.

- Oh, that's awesome. How's she doing?

- She's doing fine. She asked me about you.

She's worried, you know.

Would you consider coming home for Thanksgiving?

Um, I don't know, Mom.

Just think about it.

- Okay, I guess. I'll think about it.

- You know, tomorrow is...

It's your father's- - I know.

All right, hon.

I'll let you go. Have a wonderful day

And please think about Thanksgiving, okay, sweetie?

Okay, I will.

I love you, Heather.

I love you too, Mom.

Bye.

Hi.

Ah, I just got here and still have to set everything up,

but it's gonna be good.

Um, I really, really wanna reach this girl.

It's kind of scary.

I am scared.

Wish you we here, John.

Asshole.

See you later.

We are born in the spring,

carrying our youth into the summer.

But like the leaves on the trees, we start to fall

when autumn comes, leaving our bodies to the winter.

I don't know, Heather.

I don't really believe in stuff like that.

You're talking to the wrong guy here.

No offense, but it's gotta be fake.

There's just no way.

- Come on, John. Open your eyes a little.

I just remembered.

Do you remember that kid Alex from high school?

Um, which Alex?

- The one that came to your 20th birthday party.

He got way too drunk, he asked you to dance, and then...

Oh my God.

Yes, stop. I remember him.

Not the best way to reconnect

with a friend from high school.

- Yeah, well we never really hung out after that, so.

What about Alex?

Well, ah, his mom was placed

in the same nursing home as my dad.

Apparently, she claims to be able to talk to the dead.

She had a side business where she let people spend time

with their deceased loved ones.

She supposedly could send people to the plane

between heaven and the living one.

I guess her family got tired of her

so they threw into her nursing home.

Honestly, I don't blame 'em.

My dad was talking to her the last time I went to visit him,

and she didn't seem to be all there.

She told me about this liquid

that would stop your heart for a couple minutes.

She asked me if I wanted to try it,

but I was really creeped out.

Gotta be illegal.

- She said, what, she can bring people

into the spirit plane for real?

- I probably shouldn't have told you about her.

Heather, it's fake.

They put her in a nursing home for a reason.

- I just, it wouldn't hurt to, you know, try.

- What reason would you even do that?

- It's just something I've always wanted to experience.

My dad and I would talk about the spirit plane

all the time, you know?

When he was in the hospital,

I told him I would try to find a way

to get ahold of him in the afterlife.

I told him that I'd become a paranormal investigator.

I'm sorry, Heather.

You'll get to be with him at the right time.

Don't spend your life searching for something

that will only leave you empty.

- Well, yeah, but you don't have to believe me.

I'm still gonna go check it out.

I know there's something there. I can feel it.

You'll see, I'm gonna go and I'm gonna record everything.

You'll see John, you'll see.

- Let's say you get to that house, spend the night.