"Sammy." "Take your brother outside as fast as you can." "Go!" "Their mother Mysteriously died" "Now two brothers..." "Dad's on a hunting trip." "And he hasn't been home in a few days." "This is dad's book." "I think dad wants us to pick up where he left off." "You know, saving people." "Hunting things." "The family business." "I got to find dad." "That's the only thing I can think about." "Richardson, Texas" "Richardson, Texas Two Months ago" "Come on man." "Is it much further?" "I'm cold." "It should be just up here." "Wow." "Here we go." "How did you find this place anyway, Thurston?" "My cousin told me about it." "Oh, I am so not going in there." "Oh, what is this." "We came all the way out here." "Might as well check it out." "So, let's just hurry this up and get back to the car, all right?" "It's freaking cold out here." "Want me to hold your hand?" "Are there any other parts I can hold?" "Shut up you loser." "Whoa, come on!" "What?" "No way." "Look at all this stuff." "Come on." "It's this way." "They say it lives in the root cellar." "Goes after girls." "Always girls." "Just strings them up." "They say?" "Whose they?" "Where did you hear this crap?" "I told you my cousin." "Where did she hear it?" "I don't know." "Just heard it." "Whatever." "Give me that thing." "Whoa." "Look." "It's the evil root cellar." "Where Satan kept all his vegetables." "Get your candy asses down here and see for yourselves." "Just a basement full of skunk fill jars." "Some crap farm house." "I don't see anything scary." "Do you?" "What?" "What?" "What is it?" "Interstate 35" "Ha ha, very funny." "Sorry." "Not a lot of scenery here in East Texas." "Kind of gotta make your own." "Man, we're not kids anymore, Dean." "We're not gonna start up that crap again." "Start what up?" "That prank stuff." "It's stupid." "And always escalates." "Oh, what's the matter, Sammy." "You're afraid you're gonna get a little air in your shampoo again?" "All right." "Just remember you started it." "Oh, bring it on, baldy." "Where are we anyway?" "Two hours out of Richardson." "Give me the load out again?" "All right, about a month or two ago." "This group of kids go poking around this local haunted house." "Haunted by what?" "Apparently, a pretty majestic spirit." "Legend goes" "It takes girls" "And strains them up in the rafters." "Anyway, this group of kids see this dead girls hanging in the cellar." "Anybody ID ed the corpse?" "Well, that's the thing." "By the time the cops got there the body was gone." "So cops are saying the kids were just yanking chains." "Maybe the cops were right." "Maybe." "But I read a couple of the kids first handed accounts." "They seem pretty sincere." "Where did you read these accounts?" "Well, I knew we were going to pass through Texas." "So, last night I surfed some local paranormal web sites." "And I found one." "And what's it called?" "Hell hounds Lair dot com." "Let me guess, streaming live out of mum's basement." "Yeah, probably." "Most of those web sites wouldn't know a ghost if it bit him in the perskwiter." "Look, we let dad take off." "Which was a mistake by the way." "And now we don't know where the hell he is." "So meantime we've got to find ourselves something to hunt." "There's no harm checking this thing out." "All right, so where do we find these kids?" "Same place you always find kids in a town like this." "Rodeo Drive In" "It was the scariest thing I ever saw in my life." "I swear to god." "From the moment we walked in." "The walls were painted black." "Red." "I think it was blood." "Saw these freaky symbols." "Crosses and stars and" "Pentagons." "Pentecostals." "Whatever, I had my eyes closed the whole time." "But I can damn sure tell you this much." "No matter anybody else says" "That poor girl." "With the black" "Blondie." "Red hair." "Just hanging there." "Kicking." "Without even moving." "She was real." "It's 100%." "And kind of hot." "Well, you know in a dead sort of way." "OK." "And how did you find out about this place anyway?" "Craig took us." "Dylan." "Can I help you with anything?" "Yeah, you Craig Thurston?" "I am." "Oh, we're reports of the Dallas Morning News." "I'm Dean, this is Sam." "Oh, no way." "Yeah, I'm a writer too." "I write for my school's lip magazine." "Good for you morcy." "We're doing an article on local hauntings." "And rumor has it, you might know about one." "You mean the Hell House?" "That's the one." "I didn't think there was anything historic." "Why don't you tell us the story?" "Well, supposedly back in the 30s" "This farmer Mordechai Murdoch." "Used to live in this house with his six daughters." "It was during the depression his crops were failing." "Didn't have enough money to feed his own children." "So I guess that's when he went up the deep end." "How?" "Well, he figured it best if his girls died quick." "Rather than starve to death." "So he attacked them." "And they screamed." "Begged for him to stop but" "He just strung them up one after another." "And when it was all finished he turned around and hanged himself." "Now they say his spirit is trapped in the house forever." "Strain up any other girl who goes inside." "Where did you hear all this?" "My cousin Dana told me." "I don't know where she heard it from." "You got to realize, I didn't believe this for a second." "But now you do." "I don't know what the hell to think man." "Guys, I'll tell you exactly what I told the police, OK?" "That girl was real." "And she was dead." "This was not a prank." "I swear, I don't want to go anywhere near that house ever again, OK?" "Thanks." "I can't say I blame the kid." "Yeah, so much for curb a pill." "You got something?" "Yeah, the EMF is no good." "Why?" "I think it got a little juice in it screwing with all the reading." "Yeah, that'll do it." "Yeah." "Come on, let's go." "It looks like old man Murdoch was bit of a tiger during his time." "And after his time too." "The reverse cross has been used by Satanists for centuries." "But this sigil of Salvo didn't show up in San Francisco until the 60s." "That is exactly why you don't get laid." "Hey, what about this one?" "Have you seen this one before?" "No." "I have." "Somewhere." "It's paint." "Seems pretty fresh too." "I don't know Sam." "I know you agree to the authority figures of any kind but..." "The cops might be right about this one." "Yeah, maybe." "Oh, god." "It's just a couple of humans." "What are you guys doing here?" "What the hell are you doing here?" "We belong here." "We're professionals." "Profession of what?" "Paranormal investigators." "There you go." "And take a look at that, boys." "Oh, you got to be kidding me." "Ed Zedmore and Harry Spangler." "Yeah." "Hellhounds Lair dot com." "You guys run that website?" "Yeah." "Oh, yeah, yeah." "We're huge fans." "And we know who you guys are too." "Oh, yeah?" "Amateurs." "Looking for ghosts and cheap thrills." "Yeah, so if you guys don't mind" "We're trying to conduct a serious scientific investigation here." "Yeah?" "What have you got so far?" "Harry, why don't you tell him about EMF?" "Well EMF?" "Electro Magnetic Field." "Spectral entities can" "Cause energy fluctuation that can be read with an EMF detector." "Like this baby right here." "Whoa, whoa." "That's two point eight MJ." "It's hot in here." "Wow." "So you guys, ever seen a ghost before or" "Once." "We were" "We were investigating this old house." "And we saw a vase falling off the table." "By itself." "We didn't actually see it but" "We heard it." "And something like that it" "It changes you." "Yeah." "I think I get the picture." "We should go, let them get back to work." "Yeah, you should." "Sam." "Work" "I'm sorry." "That pot we smoke gave me the giggles." "Hey." "Hey." "What have you got?" "Well, I couldn't find the Mordechai." "But I did turn up a Mark Murdoch who lived in that house in the 30s." "He did have children." "Only two of them." "Both boys." "And there is no record he killed anyone." "What about you?" "Well, these kids didn't give us a clear description of the dead girl." "But I did hit up the police station." "No matching missing persons." "Just like she never existed." "Dude, come on man." "We got our dig in." "This one's a bust." "All right, for all we know those Hell hound boys made up the whole thing." "Yeah, all right." "I say we find ourselves a bar and some beers and leave the legend to the locals." "What the?" "That's all you've got?" "Sweet." "That is bushy." "This is it." "A point of no return." "Why do I have to go in there?" "Because Jill." "You chose dare instead of truth." "Which means you either have to grab a jar from Mordechai's cellar and bring it back or's" "Or you can make out with me." "I'll take the homicidal ghost, thanks." "Would you ever take that dare?" "Hell no." "Hello?" "Hello?" "Is anybody there?" "OK." "OK, OK, OK." "What happened?" "A couple of cops say that poor girl hung herself in the house." "Suicide?" "Yeah." "But she was a straight A student." "With a full ride to UT too." "It just don't make sense." "What do you think?" "I think we missed something." "I guess the cops don't want any more kids screwing around in there." "Yeah, but we still gotta get in there." "I don't believe it." "I got an idea." "Who're you gonna call?" "What?" "Hey, you!" "Freeze!" "Run!" "Get back here!" "Come on!" "Hey!" "I've seen that symbol before." "It's killing me." "Come on, we don't have much time." "Hey, Sam." "I dare you to take a swing at this." "Why the hell would I do that for?" "I double dare you." "I hate rats." "You rather it was a ghost?" "Yes." "What the hell kind of spirit is immune to rock salt." "I don't know." "Come on, come on!" "Go!" "Get out of here!" "Maybe we should just go." "No." "Would John Edward go?" "No, we've lost the cops." "Let's find our center and get some work done." "OK?" "All right." "Get that damn thing out of my face." "Go, go, go!" "Sweet Lord of the Rings" "Run!" "Now!" "Go, go, go!" "There's a" "Where did he go?" "No, he was" "What the hell is this symbol?" "It's bugging the hell out of me." "This whole damn job is bugging me." "I thought the legend said Mordechai only goes after chicks." "It does." "All right, it explains why it went after you." "But why me?" "Hilarious." "Legend also said he hung himself." "But did you see those slit wrists?" "Yeah." "What's up with that?" "And the Axe, too." "I mean ghosts are pretty strict, right?" "Following the same pattern over and over." "But his moods keep changing." "Exactly." "I'm telling you." "Way the story goes" "Wait a minute." "What?" "Someone added a post on the Hell hound site." "Listen to this." "They say Mordechai Murdoch was really a Satanist" "Who chopped up his victims with and Axe" "Before slitting his own wrists." "How he's imprisoned in the house for eternity." "Where the hell is this going?" "I don't know but I think I just figured where it all started." "Hey, Craig." "Remember us?" "Guys, I'm really not in the mood to answer anymore of your questions, OK?" "Oh, don't worry." "We're just here buying out, that's all." "You know, I couldn't figure out what that symbol was and then I realized that" "It doesn't mean anything." "It's a logo from Blue Oyster Cult." "Tell me Craig." "You uh" "Into B.O.C.?" "Or just scaring the hell out of people?" "Why don't you tell us about that house." "Without lying through your ass this time." "All right, um" "My cousin Dana was on break from TCU." "I guess we were just bored, looking for something to do." "So I showed her this abandoned dump I found." "We thought it would be funny if" "It may look like it was haunted." "So we painted symbols on the walls." "Some from some albums some from Dana's theology textbooks." "Then we found out this guy Murdoch used to live there so we'd." "Made up some story to go with that." "SO" "They told people who told other people." "And then these two guy's" "Put it in their stupid website." "Everything took on a life of it's own." "I mean, I thought it was funny at first but" "Another girl's dead?" "It was just a joke." "You know, I mean" "None of it was real." "We made the whole thing up." "I swear." "All right." "If none of it was real how the hell do you explain Mordechai?" "Hey, I'm back." "Hey!" "Where were you?" "Oh, went out." "So, I think I have a theory about what's going on." "Oh, yeah?" "Yeah, what if Mordechai is a Topper." "Topper?" "Yeah, a Tibetan thought form." "Yeah, I know what a Topper is." "Why don't you get dressed?" "I'm gonna go grab something to eat." "Thank you." "Dude, what's your problem?" "Nothing, I'm fine." "Yeah?" "Yeah." "All right, so keep going." "What about these Toppers?" "OK, so there was this incident in Tibet in 1915." "A group of monks visualize a golem in their heads." "They meditate on it so hard they bring the thing to life." "Out of thin air." "So?" "That was 20 monks." "Imagine what 10 thousand web surfers can do." "I mean Reg starts up a story about Mordechai." "Then it spreads." "It goes on line." "Now there's countless people all believing in the bastard." "Look at what you're saying." "You're trying to tell me that" "Just because people believe in Mordechai, he's real?" "I don't know, maybe?" "People believe in Santa Claus." "How come I don't get hooked up every Christmas?" "Cause you're a bad person." "And cause of this." "That's a Tibetan spirit sigil." "On the wall of the house." "Reg said they were painting symbols from a theology textbook." "I bet you they painted this not knowing what it was." "Now that sigil has been used for centuries." "Concentrating meditative thoughts like a magnifying glass." "So people on the Hell hound website?" "Staring at the symbol, thinking about Mordechai" "I mean, I don't know." "But it might be enough to bring it's hope to the life." "It would explain why it keeps changing." "Right, as the legend changes, people think different things" "So Mordechai himself changes." "Like a game of telephone." "That would also explain why the rock salt won't work." "Yeah, cause he's not a traditional spirit." "Yeah." "OK, so why don't we just uh" "Lock up the spirit sigil thing off the wall and off the website?" "Well, it's not that simple." "You see, once Toppers are created they" "Take on the life of their own." "Great." "All right, so if he really is a thought form." "How the hell, are we supposed to kill and idea?" "Oh, it's not gonna be easy if these guys are helping us." "Check out their homepage." "Since they posted the video the number of hits quadrupled in the last day alone." "I got an idea." "Come on." "Where are we going?" "Need to find a copy store." "Oh, man." "I think I'm allergic to our soap or something." "You did this?" "You're a freaking jerk." "Oh, yeah." "No, no, no." "No, forget it." "I'm not going back in there again." "Harry, look at me." "Right here." "OK?" "You're a ghost hunter." "I know, but I never actually seen a real ghost before." "Like a real ghost!" "It's like an apparition." "This stuff right here this is our ticket to the big time" "Of fame, money, sex with girls." "OK?" "Be brave." "OK, W W B D." "What would Buffy do?" "Huh?" "What would Buffy do?" "I know Ed but she's stronger than me." "It's OK." "Who is it?" "Come on out her guys." "We hear you in there." "It's them." "Oh, look at that." "Action figures in their original package." "What a shock." "Guys, we need to talk." "Yeah, um, sorry guys." "We're a little bit busy right now." "OK, we'll make it quick." "We need you to shut down your website." "Man, these guys get us busted last night." "We spend a night in the holding cell" "I had to pee in the cell, you know?" "In front of people and I get stage fright." "Why should we trust you guys?" "Look, guys." "We all know what we saw last night." "What's in the house." "But now thanks to your website." "There are thousands of people are hearing about Mordechai." "That's right which means people are gonna keep showing up at the Hell House." "Running into him in persons." "Somebody can get hurt." "Yeah maybe he's got a point." "It's not." "No." "OK, we have an obligation to our fans, to the truth." "Oh, I have an obligation to kick both of your asses right now." "Dean, Dean." "Hey, hey." "Just forget it, all right?" "These guys" "Probably bitch slapped them both." "I can probably even tell them that thing about Mordechai." "But they're still not gonna help us." "So, let's just go." "Yeah, you're right." "Whoa, whoa." "No, wait, wait." "Did you say about?" "Wait, hold on a second here." "Yeah, what thing about Mordechai, you guys?" "Don't tell them, Sam." "But if they agree to shut the website down, Dean" "They're not gonna do it!" "You said so yourself!" "No, wait, wait." "Don't listen to him, OK?" "We'll do it." "We'll do it." "It's a secret, Sam." "Look, it is a pretty big deal, all right?" "And it wasn't easy to dig up." "So, only if we have your word that you'll shut everything down." "Totally." "All right." "It's a death certificate." "From the 30s." "We got it at the library." "Now according to the coroner the actual cause of death" "Was a self inflicted gun shot wound." "He's right." "He didn't hang or cut himself." "He shut himself?" "Yup, with a 45 pistol." "To this day, they say he's terrified of them." "As a matter of fact they say if you shoot him with a 45" "Loaded with these special rock iron rounds." "You can kill the son of a bitch." "Harry, slow your all, buddy." "They're gonna know we're excited." "If you pull that string one more time, I'm gonna kill you." "Come on, man." "You need more laughter in your life." "You know, you're way too tense." "Have they posted it yet?" "We've learned from preparative sources" "That Mordechai Murdoch has a fatal fear of firearms." "All right." "How long do we wait?" "Long enough for the new story to spread" "And the legend to change." "I figure by nightfall." "Iron rounds will work on the sucker." "Sweet." "You didn't?" "Oh" "I did." "I'm telling you." "I heard something." "Coming from over there." "See, see?" "There it is again." "What is that?" "What the?" "I barely have no skin left in my palm." "Well, your touching that ?" "With 10 footballs." "Well, you think old Mordechai's home?" "I don't know." "Me neither." "What are you trying to do?" "Get yourself killed?" "We were just trying to get a balky movie deal, OK?" "Oh, crap." "Guys, you want to go for that door for us?" "Why don't you?" "What he's gone?" "He's gone." "Did you get him?" "Oh, yeah, they got him." "No, on camera." "Did you get it on camera?" "Let me see, let me see." "Hey." "Didn't you guys post that story we gave you?" "Of course we did." "Yeah, and then our sever crashed." "So, it didn't take." "So, these guns don't work?" "Uh, yeah." "Great." "Sam, any ideas?" "We are getting out of here." "Yeah." "Come on, Ed." "Okay, let's go, let's go!" "Mary, Joseph" "The power of Christ impels you" "Hey!" "Come get it, you son of a bitch!" "Get out of here, now!" "Run, run!" "We're out of here." "This way." "Dean!" "Hey!" "Go, go, go!" "Come on!" "Look, Mordechai can't leave the house and we can't kill him." "We improvise." "That's a solution?" "Burn the whole damn place to the grounds?" "No one will go in anymore." "I mean look." "Mordechai can't haunt a house if there's no house to haunt." "It's fast and dirty but it works." "What if the legend changes again and Mordechai is allowed to leave the house?" "Well, we just have to come back." "Kind of makes you wonder." "Of all the things we've haunted." "How many existed because people just believed in them." "That guy has like a really super high tech" "If I get the munchies" "Gentleman" "Hey, guys." "Shall we tell them?" "You might as well, you know." "They're gonna read about them in the traits." "So, this morning we got a phone call from a very important Hollywood producer." "Oh, yeah." "Wrong number?" "No, smart ass." "He read all about the Hell House on our website" "And wants to option the motion picture rights." "Maybe even let us write it." "And create the RPG." "Oh, the what?" "Role playing game." "Right." "A little lingo for you." "Any-Who uh" "Excuse us, we're off the La-La land." "Well, congratulations guys." "That sounds really great." "Yeah, that's awesome." "Best of luck to you." "Oh, yeah luck." "It's got nothing to do with this." "It's about talent, you know." "Shear on a base talent." "Later." "See you around." "Wow." "I have a confession to make." "What that?" "I uh" "I was the one who called them and told them I was a producer." "Well, I'm the one who put the dead fish in their back seat." "Truce?" "Yeah, truce." "At least for the next hundred miles."