The Haunting of Molly Hartley

Where's she going?

Hello?

Michael?

Hello?

Shh!

- Jerk! - What?

- You scared the shit out of me. - Oh, it was a joke.

- Whatever. I'm going. - Wait- No, no, no. Come on. Come on.

Don't be like that.

- This was supposed to be romantic. - This is not romantic.

This is creepy. I'm freezing my ass off.

Fine. Then, uh...

let's just-just forget it.

Forget what?

Happy birthday.

Oh! It's not my birthday.

I'm early. I couldn't wait.

Those are real diamonds, in case you're wondering.

It's too much.

Oh. Okay. Well, then I'll just take it back.

No! No, no, no.

No! I love it.

It's so beautiful. Thank you.

What's wrong?

Mmm.

You're hearing things again.

No, no, no. I- No, it's just a headache.

I'm fine. I'm fine.

- I just wanna get out of here, okay? - Laurel!

Dad.

Get in the car.

Bye.

Put some clothes on.

What are you doing way up here?

Did you follow me?

I asked you to stay away from him.

Michael and I are getting married.

That's not gonna happen.

I'll be 18 next week. You can't stop us.

You're gonna be 18.

Why do you hate him so much?

He has nothing to do with it. I hate myself.

I had so many plans for you. Everything got spoiled.

- Dad, what are you- - It was all my fault.

I'm so sorry for what I did.

Have you been drinking? Dad-

- I didn't know what else to do. - What are you talking about?

Dad, can you slow down, please? Dad!

Watch the road!

- Just let me out of this car! - The darkness is coming for you!

Let me out! No!

- No! - Stop it!

Dad!

I can't let you turn 18!

- God, forgive me! - Dad, don't!

Stop!

Don't! Dad, don't!

Daddy.

I- I don't understand.

God, forgive me.

I couldn't let you turn 18.

I couldn't let them take you.

911. What's your emergency?

911. Are you there?

Hello?

You're up early. Did you sleep okay?

Yeah.

You feelin' all right?

This uniform makes me nauseous, if that's what you mean.

I think you look pretty.

You're not wearing your glasses.

Even prettier.

It's a good school, Molly.

It's one of the best in the state. Promise me that...

you'll give it a chance.

A fresh start, okay?

For both of us?

Okay. Enjoy yourself.

Yeah.

Mm-hmm. Well...

you are an excellent student, Miss Hartley.

I'm sure you'll find Huntington Prep...

every bit as challenging as your last school.

Your, uh, father...

has requested an appointment with our school counselor.

Dr. Emerson, Room 260, sixth period.

Come in.

Ah, Miss White. Miss White, Miss Hartley.

Miss White will escort you to your classes.

"Nay, cursed be thou; since against his thy will...

chose freely what it now so justly rues."

Again with some feeling, Mr. Young.

"Nay, cursed be thou; since"-

Mr. Draper, this is Molly Hartley. It's her first day.

She's from Boston, and she had a 4.0 at Filmore Prep.

Welcome, Miss Hartley from Boston.

Thank you.

Any other pertinent information we should know about?

Hobbies? Food allergies, maybe?

I'm kidding. All right. Take a seat then.

We're in the middle of Paradise Lost.

We can share.

Jealous.

Excuse me?

- Ladies, are we done? - Yes, I'm done.

Can we continue?

- Mr. Young, keep reading. - "Which way I flie is Hell; my self am Hell."

Do you want pizza? Or maybe a sandwich?

It's my treat.

Don't worry. They're not laughing at you.

People make fun of me because I'm on scholarship...

not that it's any of their business.

And some people are offended because I have a close...

personal relationship with Jesus.

Doesn't bother me.

Are you okay?

Molly?

I'll be right back.

- Do you want me to come with you? - No.

You can't hide in here all day, you know.

Believe me.

I've tried.

# Do you know who I am #

# I'm alive, you understand #

# Alive, alive, alive #

# Check your head I heard a sound #

# Makes so tender arms around #

# The sound, the sound, the sound #

Whoa! I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to scare you.

Are you okay?

I'm Joseph Young, from English class?

- Yeah. I remember. - Yeah.

- Usually I'm pretty good at this. - At what?

Flirting, I guess.

No one normally gets hurt though.

I am fine. No permanent damage.

Good.

Ditching class on the first day, I see. That's pretty bold.

- I don't have a sixth period. - Everyone has sixth period.

Okay, I get it. Woman of mystery.

So what are you doing right now?

You wanna go grab something to eat or what?

What about that girl from class?

- Who, Suzie? - She's your girlfriend, right?

Well, hey, we can be friends. Everyone needs friends, right?

I'm new. I don't need that kind of trouble.

Okay.

I have to get home.

Uh, wait. I can give you a ride if you want.

No, thanks.

I'll see you in school tomorrow then.

- So? - So?

How was the first day of school?

How was the first day of work?

Ah, it was busy. Lots of meetings.

Bad coffee.

Same here.

Did you see the school counselor?

Yeah. He was fine.

School's fine. Everything was fine.

Well, I was hopin' things would be better than fine.

You know, maybe good... or promising.

Stop acting like everything is all right.

It's never going to be all right.

- What is wrong with you? - Nothing is wrong with me.

I am doing my best to keep this family together...

and I expect you to do the same.

Can she get out?

Hmm?

Can she get out of that place?

She's sick. But there's a chance that she could get well. And if that happens-

I wanna know that she can't get out.

I wanna know that she's locked up forever.

She can't hurt you, Molly, I promise.

No one is ever gonna hurt you again. I won't let that happen.

All right?

If you ever change your mind, if you ever feel like seeing her...

you know, that would be okay too.

No.

She's still your mother.

I'm not hungry.

Do you- You want me to make you something else?

I need to start my homework.

- Mom? - Molly.

Honey, come pray with me. Pray.

Pray, Molly!

I renounce his works and give my life to you. Please fill me with your Holy Spirit.

Pray, Molly. Pray!

Forgive me. I have... sinned?

You know I love you.

I'm sorry, but I know what you are now.

And it's the only way. You understand, don't you?

No.

Close your eyes, Molly. I can save you.

Molly, you awake?

Yeah!

# You're the one that keeps drivin' me crazy #

# Keeps pushin' me all the time #

# I'm the one who wants to be more lazy #

# Sick of workin' it all of the time #