"When people visit Sunshine Hills, they comment on the beauty add the serenity." "What they don't talk about is the raw fear that resides in our eyes." "I recall the exact moment that our fear was born." "it started when the teenage girls in our neighborhood were being abducted." "And number 46... the bad house... with an equally dubious history of rape and murder but very few tenants." "Jeddy Wells was the first of the three high-school girls to be abducted." "I heard that they found Jenny's body in a dumpster at the back of a local supermarket." "She was slit from throat to groin." "And from what I heard," "Jenny was never popular at school." "She'd never been on a date." "She'd never kissed a boy." "She'd never truly tasted life." "Teresa Fields was next." "And on the night she disappeared, neighbors say that they saw her getting into a black car." "Her body was found ravaged, impaled, and hanging from a clothesline." "Amanda Howatt was the most recent girl to disappear." "She remains missing, and each day that passes... our fear intensifies." "Frank!" "Frank?" "Frank." "She's doing it again." "Call her inside." "Quickly, before someone notices." "Suzy!" "Darling, come inside!" "Suzy!" "Suzy, do what your mother says." "Get inside." "Get inside now!" "I'll be in when I'm ready!" "Do you have to make a scene?" "I know you're there." "I hope you're getting a good look." "You better get it in." "Oh!" "All right." "Come on." "Hey, there's the mark." "There's the mark." "You can't get that." "Hey, poofter, give us the fuckin' ball." "Hey, faggot." "Are you deaf?" "Chuck us the fuckin' ball." "What is the matter with that kid?" "Absolute freak!" "Get in." "Give you a lift." "How come you don't hang out with any of these kids?" "I don't know why they don't hang out with me." "They have their reasons, I guess." "Yeah, I bet they do." "Maybe they don't hang out with you because you act like a weirdo, act like a loser." "You sit reading those books all the time, walk around with that camera taking pictures of nothing." "You don't like sport." "You don't even play football." "You think that may be the reason?" "I don't know." "Oh, bullshit." "You know the reason, all right." "You have got to change." "If you want to get anywhere in this world... get a good job, earn money, earn respect, get anywhere in life..." "you have got to change." "Learn to be like everyone else." "I've got to go back to work." "Clean up all that dog shit in the backyard, will you?" "All that thing ever does is eat and shit." "Make sure you're inside before dar..." "Hey, Daniel!" "Who is that?" "He's just a kid." "He's a bit strange." "He doesn't know how to speak." "Hey." "What are you doin'?" "Nothing." "You weren't in our room again, were you?" "No." "Did you pick up the dog shit yet?" "Come and help me with the groceries." "Thank you." "Are you staring at me?" "No." "Sit down." "You can admire my beauty expertise." "Pass me that lip gloss." "Where are you going?" "I'm taking a night off for myself, going out for a rage with the girls." "I won't be home till late." "A girl went missing today." "Across the street." "I want you in before it gets dark." "I heard he doesn't kill boys." "Don't be a smart-ass." "Just do as I ask, please, Danny." "Did dad say who it was?" "I didn't ask." "From what I hear, it's that Howatt girl from down the street." "I made you some dinner... homemade pizza with mozzarella and salami." "Just stick it in the microwave for a minute on "high"" "or you could have it cold." "And I made a delicious salad, which you probably won't eat, but your dad will." "Boy, am I good to you." "So..." "How do I look?" "Well, you could at least say that I look beautiful." "Why don't you find some other way to entertain yourself rather than boring ol' me?" "Some homework?" "I'm on holidays from today." "Holidays?" "Mm, lucky you." "You'll be bored in two days." "Why don't you go outside and get some fresh air before it's too late?" "inside in an hour." "Can I help you?" "Um, sorry to bother you, but my ball went over the fence." "I was kind of hoping I could have it back." "Or maybe you could just throw it over?" "Where did it go exactly?" "I think just in the backyard." "Just give me a minute." "Stand back." "The... the fence is a bit shaky." "You ready?" "Thanks." "Finish your food." "What the fuck are you looking at, you little freak?" "Huh?" "Don't worry about him, Daniel." "He's an asshole." "Are you okay?" "Yeah." "I'm okay." "it was over anyway." "He doesn't even have a car." "I mean, what guy doesn't have a car?" "That and the fact he let Karen Hardy suck his cock." "I mean, sure, she's got bigger tits than me, but she isn't even that pretty." "Hmm." "I'm sorry." "I shouldn't be talking like that in front of you." "You're just a kid." "I'm not a kid." "I'll be 15 in January." "Ooh. 15, huh?" "What was I thinking?" "So..." "What are you doing now?" "Not much." "Well, I'm gonna go inside and make some 2-minute noodles and watch INXS videos I taped." "Do you want to come with me?" "Okay." "Good." "Come on." "Hurry up, Daniel." "d The devil inside d d The devil inside, the devil inside d d Every single one of us has the devil inside d" "You're different, Danny." "I'm not different." "What?" "!" "I'm not!" "I'm just like everyone else." "Well, don't lose it or anything." "It's a good thing." "I mean, there are far stranger things around here." "Like the girls that keep vanishing into thin air." "I heard that Amanda Howatt went missing three days ago." "I know what else is strange." "What else?" "Number 46 for one thing." "46?" "Yeah." "The house at the end of the street." "You must know it." "Everyone does." "It's the creepiest place ever." "And there's that woman just staring out the window." "She's always just there." "Watching." "I talked to her the other day." "You did?" "Well, what was she like?" "Kind of young." "Maybe a bit older than you." "And?" "And..." "She had thin legs." "Kind of like yours." "And how do you know what my legs look like?" "I'll tell you what, Danny." "How about I give you a little mission?" "How about... you find out all you can about this girl... and each afternoon we'll meet and talk about it?" "Do you carry your camera with you all the time?" "Well, let's make use of it." "Take pictures of her." "Okay." "Hi, you've reached Alan, Sherrie, and Danny." "We can't come to the phone at the moment." "Leave a message." "Bye." "Rise and shine, Danny." "Hello?" "Danny!" "Get up!" "Out of beddy-bye." "Suzy?" "!" "Hey, Danny." "You have a little mission to complete, remember?" "Things to find out, photos to take." "Are you sure you're up for this?" "Yeah." "Well, you'd better get started, then." "Oh, and, Danny..." "This is our little secret." "This is about just you and me." "Is anyone there?" "Hello?" "Do you have to have that rubbish in the house?" "Pardon?" "I said, do you have to read that rubbish in the house?" "What's wrong with it?" "Are you serious?" "It's disgusting." "It's violent pornography." "You should put it upstairs in the study with your other magazines." "At least put it where Suzy can't see it." "We've got gruesome death out there on the streets, and you need to read about it in some magazine?" "Darling, it's a little pathetic." "I am worried about Suzy." "What's new?" "I know what we should do!" "We should put bars on her windows." "What?" "Well, locks." "Well, what if there's a fire?" "What if she can't get out the front door 'cause it's blocked?" "Forget fires, Frank!" "What about intruders?" "People trying to break in to the house?" "Oh, please." "Fires are the last thing we need to worry about." "Also, I think that she's been sneaking out when we haven't been looking." "This way, we could make sure that she's not gonna get out." "At least she stopped seeing that Italian stallion." "Only problem now is she's seeing that boy next door." "Alan's boy?" "Whoever he is." "Well, isn't that a good thing?" "It'd be safer, wouldn't it?" "You think?" "Yeah." "Excuse me, but it's bad enough that we have to live across the street from his father after that... incident years back." "Frank, he's very weird." "And have you noticed the new wife?" "I always see her down at the shopping mall." "She's always down there in that store looking..." "I don't know... using the word "common" would be far too kind." "And the boy's just strange." "He's always creeping around the neighborhood with his camera, spying like some juvenile pervert." "I'm not having it." "Mnh-mnh." "Will you get the locks?" "Chin chin." "These tell us nothing." "What?" "!" "Well... well, what about the bathtub?" "That's too obvious." "I mean, killers aren't going to dissolve body parts in their backyard, are they?" "Besides, they're all skinny girls." "No meat on them." "Well, except maybe for Teresa." "She had a fat ass and no tits." "This is just the start of it, Danny." "You haven't even scratched the surface yet." "That's Mrs. Howatt, Amanda's mum." "She'll be waiting until hell freezes over." "I can't believe only four days ago I called her a bitch." "A bitch one day and gone the next." "That's the Dispina family." "The oldest daughter, Sofia, told me last year that their father won't leave them alone... if you know what I mean." "This is the street's biggest mystery." "Why does she stand there all day?" "There are answers to things in that house, Danny." "You and I are gonna find out all of its secrets." "And when we do... we're gonna catch ourselves a killer." "I have a little test for you, Danny." "Tonight when it gets dark," "I want you to sneak around to some of these houses... take pictures of them... and get me some secrets." "d I don't want your money, honey d d I want your love d d I don't want your money, honey d d I want your love d d I don't want your money, honey d" "d I want your love d d I want your love d" "Suzy!" "Do you know what you're doing?" "Lick it!" "Love it!" "Suck it!" "Cock!" "What does it look like?" "Darling, just..." "look at you." "You're parading around the house practically naked with the drapes open!" "So?" "So, people are watching!" "Darling, they watch!" "You might as well send an invitation out to every pervert in the neighborhood!" "Get a grip, mother!" "If you knew..." "If you only knew." "You did that on purpose." "No, I didn't." "Yes, you did." "I watched you." "Well, can I have my ball back?" "No." "Who are you, anyway?" "It doesn't matter who I am." "I just want to be left alone." "Please?" "I'm sorry." "You can keep the ball." "Who are you?" "I'm Daniel." "Daniel Hobson." "I just live down the other end of the street." "Um... what's your name?" "M-my name's Jennifer." "Hi, Jennifer." "Hello, Danny." "I should go back inside now." "Bye." "Now that you've seen what I look like, will you please leave me alone?" "Ohh." "Alan." "We need to talk." "What do we need to talk about?" "Us." "Danny." "As much as you want to avoid this, as much as you want to hide from the past, we have to talk about it eventually." "If we don't, it's gonna tear us all apart, including Danny." "Nothing affects Danny." "He's just a kid." "That's bullshit." "None of this is good for him, Alan..." "none of it." "I come home every afternoon to find him in this room looking for something that is not here." "Daniel is my son." "Okay?" "He's mine." "And as my son, I will raise him as I see fit." "That's where you're so wrong." "You're so wrong, and you're so cruel." "Daniel is our son." "He's ours!" "I'd like to think that after 14 years," "I'm a little bit more than a live-in girlfriend, you know." "I'm a bit more to Danny than a stepmother." "I'm all that he's ever known." "Alan, the way that you keep secrets from him, the way that you talk to him... his lack of identity has made him a social outcast." "He's a kid who can't relate to the real world." "That's enough." "Okay?" "Enough." "Now, you should just shut up before this goes too far, Sherrie." "Okay?" "He's a 14-year-old boy that's never even seen a picture of his real mother." "Jesus, Alan." "What was her name?" "Can you tell me?" "Can you tell me that?" "What happened to her?" "What did you do to her?" "What did you do?" "Now..." "Speak to me." "So, what was it you were in such a rush to tell me?" "I saw her." "The woman in number 46." "I saw what she looked like." "Suzy?" "Will Daniel be staying for dinner?" "No, he's fine." "What are we having anyway?" "Your favorite..." "lasagna." "Well, I hope it's vegetarian, mother." "Excuse me, but since when have you been a vegetarian?" "Since I watched channel 2 the other day and there was a documentary on the slaughter of animals." "It's disgusting." "Meat is murder." "Well, vegetarian or not, dinner will be served in half an hour." "So?" "She was nice." "She was kind of weird, but nice." "Weird?" "In what way?" "Was she psycho or something?" "No, not exactly." "She seemed afraid." "She came out of her front door, and she seemed as if someone or something was gonna catch her outside." "She told me her name was Jennifer." "I knew it had to be something dumb like "Jennifer."" "What was she wearing?" "I don't know." "How can you not know?" "She had clothes on, didn't she?" "Yeah, she had clothes on." "I just didn't pay attention to what she was wearing." "Is that it?" "Don't you have any more?" "She said now that I've seen her face," "I have to leave her alone." "That's freaky." "You know that can't be all, don't you, Danny?" "What do you mean?" "Well, now you've got to know her a bit... so you'll get to get inside that house eventually." "Now I want you to find out about that freak she lives with, the guy we never see." "But how am I gonna do that?" "Danny." "I'm sure that you'll find a way." "What's more, you're a geek." "No one pays attention to you." "Danny." "Come here a minute." "Why?" "Just do as I say and come here." "Have you ever kissed a girl before, Danny?" "Yeah." "Of course I have." "No." "Well..." "There's a first time for everything." "You see, Danny..." "I know you're gonna find a way to get in to number 46 and get to know that girl." "Get me a picture of him, as well." "Exciting, isn't it?" "What are you fucking looking at?" "Why not?" "Because you're getting too old for that sugary shit, that's why not." "Get something I can eat." "You never eat cereal, anyway." "Well, if you get something I can have, then I will." "Danny, I forgot the milk." "Can you run and get it?" "Please?" "Well, obviously these are questions I have to ask, so just take your time." "And the father... is he your boyfriend or husband?" "He's my boyfriend." "We've been together nearly 14 years, so..." "Have you discussed this with him first?" "Um..." "Doctor, can..." "can I be honest with you?" "Of course." "Please." "Terminating this pregnancy is not about not wanting to have this baby." "It's about the impossibility of me actually having it." "You see, I have a son, and he means the world to me." "The real reason for me not having the baby is my relationship." "Mm, it's nearly 14 years" "I have lived with a man that I know nothing about." "I mean, I don't know what he thinks or... feels." "I have no idea who he really is." "And, um... lately I've started to think... that he might be bad." "He might be dangerous." "I, um..." "I refuse to have a child with a man who scares me." "Shit, Danny!" "What?" "I've seen this guy before." "M-my dad collects these crime magazines." "He loves them." "I think they're, like, police newsletters or something." "Doesn't your dad get them?" "Yeah, but he never lets me look at them." "Yeah, well, my dad's a little gross." "He's obsessed with them." "He hangs out with this group of men at work who get off on that sort of stuff." "The photos in them are disgusting." "Why do you mention them?" "Because I'm sure that's where I've seen this guy before." "I mean... not recently, but a long time ago." "People say I have a photographic memory." "It's just my math that's always so shit." "Are you sure?" "Well, no, I don't remember for sure, but..." "I've just got a good memory for faces." "But, then again, all demented psychopaths seem to look the same, don't they?" "Well, does your dad still have the magazines?" "Yeah." "Here." "Look through these." "Gross!" "What?" "Men are such pigs." "Objectifying women like this?" "My mom would freak if she knew this was in the house." "Well, I know he's in here somewhere." "Jackpot!" "Am I good, or what?" ""Max Forster was arrested on July 15, 1980, for various sex crimes in the precinct of Northfields."" "He's the guy." "Okay." "So, what do we do?" "Well, you'll need to go to 46 and let that girl know she's in trouble." "What?" "No way, Suzy." "No, that's not happening." "Danny!" "This is saving people's lives." "It's not kids' stuff anymore." "It also explains why she's standing at the window." "She's being held hostage." "When do you think I should go?" "Now." "Please go away." "Go away, or I'll call the police." "Go ahead." "Call them." "What do you want?" "I just want to help you." "Please go away." "It's not safe." "Look." "He's not coming back for ages, all right?" "I'm not leaving until I know you're safe." "Who put you up to this?" "No one." "Then, why are you harassing me?" "Because you're in trouble." "I can't be seen to be talking out on the street like this where everyone's watching." "You'll have to come in." "Would you like a drink?" "I'm afraid all we have is beer and... tea and milk." "Milk?" "M-milk's good." "I'm just checking." "I don't drink milk myself." "It makes me feel sick in the stomach." "Sit down." "Thank you." "Your name was Daniel, wasn't it?" "Yeah." "But my friends call me Danny." "Does anyone else know?" "No." "Just me." "Okay." "This has to stop, Danny." "You can't keep watching me, and you can't save me, either." "I don't need to be saved." "Danny..." "It's not safe for you to hang about the front of this house." "It's not safe for you to talk to me or keep taking pictures of me." "The man that I live with is..." "is a sick man." "And sometimes when he gets really sick, he gets dangerous." "Do you know what I mean by "dangerous"?" "I know exactly." "Good." "I'm..." "I'm glad you understand." "Did he kill all those girls?" "Whoever is telling you these stories, it is lies." "There are no girls, Danny." "It's lies." "It's true!" "There were three of them." "I've heard all the stories." "People in neighborhoods always make up stories." "I grew up hearing stories." "It's... it's urban legend, Danny." "Gossip." "Well, what about Amanda?" "The girl from down the street at number 8." "That's true." "No." "The only thing that's true is that sometimes girls leave." "Sometimes they run away." "Well, if you're so unhappy and if he's so dangerous, then why don't you run away?" "Well, there was a time when I did that." "But the problem is that... the past catches up with you." "Eventually you come back to the place that you've left." "You always come back." "Always." "We've got the same fingers... the same knuckles." "Can I show you something really special, something I haven't shown anyone for a very long time?" "You see this?" "Doesn't look like much, right?" "This represents me before all of this... before this life." "To me... the world was beautiful." "But then you... you get older... things happen... and it's not so." "I don't want you hanging about the front of the house anymore." "I don't want you taking pictures of me anymore." "Start treating this house like the rest of the street treats it... ignore it." "If he comes back and he finds you here, he's gonna do something really bad," "and then nothing in life will be beautiful anymore." "Now get out." "Go on, get out!" "I don't..." "I don't want or need your help, and I don't need you to save me." "Get out!" "No!" "No!" "Aah!" "Aah!" "Please!" "Please!" "Noooooooo!" "Suzy!" "Suzy!" "Suzy!" "No!" "I'm only gonna ask you once more, Daniel." "Was there anything that you and that girl were doing that you shouldn't have been doing?" "No." "Is there anything you're not telling us, anything?" "You better think fast, Daniel, 'cause this girl is missing." "No!" "All right?" "We hung out." "We just talked about stuff, about the dead girls and number 46, that's all!" "What dead girls?" "What do you mean, "dead girls"?" "I don't know..." "the ones everyone talks about, the missing ones." "That's bullshit, Daniel." "It's an urban myth." "Now, what else?" "What about number 46?" "Huh?" "!" "What about number 46?" "!" "I don't know, Dad!" "That better be everything, Daniel." "And I hope to God you're not hiding anything, 'cause if you are, then that girl's life is in danger." "Have you got that?" "Have you got that?" "!" "Enough!" "He's a kid." "That's enough." "I'd better check out that house." "It's okay." "Hi, you've reached Alan, Sherrie, and Danny." "We can't come to the phone at the moment." "Leave a message." "Bye." "SUZY Daniel!" "Danny, are you there?" "!" "Suzy!" "I'm here!" "Suzy!" "Danny." "Don't say anything, okay?" "Just listed." "Just listed because if I do one thing wrong, he's gonna cut me in two." "Get that knife away from me, you fucker!" "Suzy!" "Suzy!" "Ow!" "That fucking hurts!" "I'm doing as you asked." "Danny, help me." "He's pissed, and I'm so scared." "He knows you sent the cops to the house, Daddy, to 46." "He knows." "He says you have to come down here." "Please, Daddy." "Just do as he says, Danny, please." "D-Daddy, he's left the room for a second." "Don't bring anyone, okay?" "Just come by yourself." "Just come, but come tonight." "You have to save me, Danny!" "Suzy!" "Suzy!" "Help me!" "Suzy!" "Get the door!" "Don't keep our guest waiting." "Please go home." "Go home." "I told you not to come here, and you promised me." "Go!" "Hurry up!" "If it's the kid, show him in!" "It's time he and I had a little chat!" "He's in the back room." "Come in, boy." "I don't have all night." "Jennifer keeps telling me you've been giving us trouble." "Is that true?" "Where is she?" "Who?" "Suzy." "Where have you hidden her?" "Is this some kind of joke?" "Are you fucking with me?" "Are you?" "What's that thing you got 'round your neck?" "Camera." "A camera." "What do you like to do with that camera?" "Take pictures." "See..." "That's where my problems start, with you and your little camera, always taking pictures of people that just want to be left alone." "And it's not the first time" "I've had trouble with people like you, always thinking you're better, keeping me down... ruining my life." "But then there's you, just click, click, click with your little camera, hmm?" "It makes Jennifer panic." "It makes her paranoid that I might be doing something I shouldn't be doing." "Then I start to think, "Hang on..." "Maybe she's right." "Maybe it's not all in her head."" "Then I see the people... the people hanging 'round our house, watching us day and night." "You." "Them." "Neither of you are gonna let me get on with my life." "People say I'm a pervert." "You're the little freak." "Don't think I'm stupid, either." "I know everything you've been up to." "I see you on the streets, you and that little cunt." "What's her name again?" "P-put him down, Max." "He's... he's just a boy." "Please put him down." "Just shut up!" "He fucking started it, and I'll finish it when I'm good and ready." "You bring the fucking cops to my house." "You make them watch me again like I'm some... crazed animal in the fucking zoo." "Hmm?" "Watch my home... help them take away my life again... take away my only chance, the only chance I might ever have." "You make me want to do bad things again." "You like pictures?" "Do you like taking pictures?" "Wait till you see the pictures I'm gonna take of you with that little camera." "Give them a good enough reason to put me away forever this time." "Hmm?" "Hmm?" "A gun?" "Bring a fucking gun to my house?" "Well, let me give you some advice, boy." "You need to be a man to use a gun... and a gun's only useful if you've got bullets... if you've bullets and you're gonna fire them, but you..." "no, you don't got the balls!" "Where's Suzy?" "Where is she?" "No." "Please." "Stop." "Your friend is not here." "She's not here, and I don't know where she is." "Please?" "Please, Danny." "You're lying!" "She phoned me from here for help." "She wants me to save her, and I'm not leaving until I save her." "There's some kind of mistake." "It's like I told you about the missing girls... it's just a tale, honey." "There isn't... there's no girl here." "There's no Suzy." "Please, no more." "You're my mom, aren't you?" "What?" "Why did you leave us?" "Why did you have to leave?" "Please stop." "Mom?" "God!" "Mom, wake up!" "What have you done?" "I've shot her." "I shot my mom." "What?" "!" "What are you saying?" "Your mother?" "This woman is not your mother, Danny!" "Yes, she is!" "She tried to tell me she was my mom, and I killed her!" "That's bullshit." "She's been messing with your head." " She is not your mother." " She is!" "She's not, Danny." "She's not." "This woman is not your mother, because your mother is dead!" "She died when you were a baby." "No matter who that woman is, she's not your mother." "Okay." "Okay." "You got to run home right now." "If anyone asks, you were never here." "Where's Suzy?" "I have to find Suzy." "Suzy's here somewhere." "She lied to you." "She's a bullshitter." "She's at home." "She was never taken." "You learn to live with the reality, no matter what the police or the papers tell you." "You learned to look for your own truth, your own sign." "I heard the truth, the real truth about the father and how he killed his first wife and how he and the couple id dumber 46 were a trio of baby killers." "They killed all the girls together in the name of Satan, I heard... not in the papers or from police, but from people who knew what really happened." "I heard what they did, add I know that things still happen in that house." "We all do." "And no matter what my daughter says or denies," "I know something unspeakable happened that night, and even though she won't say, they did things to her... sexual things." "And I know that a killer still stalks our streets, only this time I heard about a young boy being found dead in a paddock a suburb away." "I hear." "I hear everyone's talking." "That's... why I'm going to stay here." "I'm going to protect Sunshine Hills, no matter what it takes." "Sunshine Hills needs me." "It will... always need me."