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Paranormal Entity (2009)

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Paranormal Entity (2009)

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[Thomas crying]

[chattering]

[Man] This is my wonderful family.

My wonderful mom Ellen.

Mom, say hi to the camera.

Hi.

Smile. Look at her. And my

beautiful sister Samantha.

Samantha, smile at the camera.

Smile. Look at her.

Isn't she pretty?

You being sarcastic? Gor...

Hey, did you guys, uh...

Did you guys coordinate... color

coordinate tonight?

I must've missed the memo. Yes,

we did, as a matter of fact.

You did miss the memo. We left

you out 'cause we hate you.

Mom, he's being weird.

Is this to get out of helping

us with cleaning up, Thomas? Uh, no.

Put the camera down and help

us clean up. Of course not.

Mom, thank you for dinner.

You're very welcome.

It was a wonderful dinner.

Um, Thomas, I just... I

wanna ask you...

I understand... I know Dr. Marr

wants us to do this whole thing.

But how come we have cameras just

in our rooms and not in your room?

Because you guys don't wanna

see what's going on in my room.

Does anybody care to say anything,

um, about our

little experiment here?

About how you're gonna capitalize

on the fact that...

I'm not capitalizing on anything.

Mr. Psychic Dude told

us to document everything,

so what better way to do

that than with a video camera?

I think he meant, like, write

it down. I don't write good.

We are rolling.

Testing, testing, one, two, three.

Coming into focus.

And there we are.

Thomas Finley. This is my bedroom.

This is where I sleep.

Today is the maid's day off.

So we go down the hallway here,

into the living room.

We have a camera in the corner.

Again, it'll be on night

vision, filming.

Eight-hour battery pack to

film all night long

so we can capture

whatever happens in this room.

This is Samantha's room.

We have a camera on the tripod

recording and night vision.

It has an eight-hour battery pack

to film whatever is or

is not happening.

And then, if we cross the hall...

Sorry.

Thomas!

[door slams]

sh*t.

Um, and then in Mom's room, we

have a camera in the corner.

Mom?

Mom?

Is that Dad's?

[phone ringing]

[ringing continues]

[Man on answering machine] Hi.

You've reached the Finleys.

We can't take your call right now,

but if you leave a message,

we'll get back to you.

Thank you.

[Beeps]

[static]

[line disconnects, beeps]

Good morning.

Somebody looks

wonderful this morning.

Nice.

What are we making

here for breakfast?

I'm having oatmeal.

What are you making me?

I'm not making you anything.

I'm making myself oatmeal.

Looks like vomit.

Yeah, well, make

yourself something.

I see somebody's in a

good mood this morning.

Uh-huh. Especially when

you call my food vomit.

That makes me really happy.

Makes me great.

Dude, don't you have, like, a

job or something you can go to?

Today I'm officially unemployed.

Oh, that's shocking.

Really shocking.

See, this is my surprised face.

Oh, that's good.Yeah.

You getting this?

This is how surprised I

am you're unemployed.

I think you're gonna

get an award for this.

Yeah. You're a loser.

So, um,

any visits from Dad last night?

That's not funny.

Leave your sister alone,

Tommy, okay?

Just stop.

What about you, Mom?

Anything happen last night?

You want some coffee, Sam?

Huh? No.

Mom?

Yes, Tommy?

Did something happen?

I don't wanna talk about it.

I think we should talk about it.

I think it's important to discuss

what's going on in this house.

Turn the camera off.

And why it's happening.

Turn the camera off.

I think the fact that you thought

you were talking to Dad is...

Turn the g*dd*mn camera off!

About a year ago, my husband David

was tragically k*lled in

a car accident.

And I miss him a lot.

A day doesn't go by that I don't

think about him, you know?

So, a couple of months ago,

I just... I just started talking

to him, you know?

I just... just started to talk,

pretending that he could

talk back to me, you know?

And then, one day...[stammering]

We were at this really kind

of weird, wacky store.

There was just, uh,

this lady there,

and she was saying to us

that you can actually... you

can talk to the dead

by writing to them.

And so, I was, like, "All right."

So I went home and I...

I just...

I pulled out a pen and

a pad of paper,

and I just started writing

one night.

I just wrote and just...

I wrote, and...

I just felt like something

was with me.

You know, something

was taking over me.

And I just... I... I just...

I felt like I was really

talking to David.

Like he was really talking

back to me, you know?

I mean, with every... with every...

stroke of the pen, it was like

he was there with me.

And so, every night, I

would go into my bedroom

and I would write to him, and

he would write back to me.

I really thought that I

was talking to David.

But then, these just...

Then, just kind of, like...

Then weird things started

happening, and...

I don't know. Just,

like, really, um...

I don't know. Bad stuff.

Bad stuff happening... happening

to Samantha.

[sighs]

Really bad stuff.

And I just...

[stammering]

No, that is not David, okay?

David would... would not...

Would not do this stuff.

Who do you think it is?

I don't know.

I don't know.

I don't know what the

hell this thing is.

But whatever it is,

it is not your father.

[glass shatters]

What was that?

[mutters]

It's all over the floor.

Oh, sh*t!

Came right out of there.

Jesus Christ.

And camera is...

[beeps] on.

You okay?

Mm-hmm.

I'm next door.

[rumbling]

[static]

[rumbling stops]

[rumbling]

[rumbling stops]

[Samantha]

Thomas!

What?

I found it on the floor.

[sighs]

Give it to me.

All I'm saying to Sam is

that it's possible

the cross fell off the wall.

And into the corner?

Things don't fall off walls and hit

the ground and move into the corner?

No, they don't, like, fly

diagonally. They don't...

Who says it flew diagonally?

Square things don't roll.

I didn't say it

rolled, but who said

it flew diagonally off

the wall?

It was several feet away.

So? You could've kicked it.

What if she didn't?

If it fell on my feet?

What if she didn't kick it?

All I'm saying is

just 'cause the cross

fell off a wall,

that doesn't mean

the ghost did it.

That's all I'm saying. I don't

like the fact that you're implying

that your sister is lying.

I'm not implying she's lying.

You are.

I didn't say she was lying at all.

Well, these things could

be happening.

The cross falling

off the wall

doesn't mean the ghost

knocked it off.

No, you're right. Every

time something falls off a wall

doesn't mean that a ghost did it.

You're right.

It doesn't.

I am right, Sam.

Yeah, you're totally right.

It doesn't.

I'm not saying there's

nothing going on here, Mom.

I'm just saying that the

cross doesn't mean that.

All he's saying is that it

makes a good scene

for his f*cking movie that's

gonna make him famous.

Shut the f*ck up. Seriously,

I'm getting a little tired...

All right, you guys.

I don't give a sh*t

what you're tired of.

Stop all this swearing, okay?

Then shut the f*ck up... Stop.

I want you to stop this.

[phone ringing]

Stop it.

[ringing continues]

Christ.

Hello?

Did he leave that f*cking camera on?

Um, yeah.

He actually doesn't live

here anymore.

No.

No, that's okay.

Bye.

[Ellen sighs]

Nice. Nice, dude.

You're a f*cking jackass.

Mom?

Mom!

[phone ringing]

Hello.

Hello?

Hello!

[hangs up phone]

Sam?

Hey.

Hi.

Sorry I yelled.

Why are you sh**ting me right now

while I'm getting ready for bed?

'Cause I'm apologizing. I thought

I'd get it on the record.

I don't want you to

think l don't believe you.

You don't believe me.

I do believe you.

Everything's just a

little crazy, you know?

So I'm sorry.

I didn't mean to yell.

We cool?

Yeah.

It's cool.

Cool.

I'll see you tomorrow.

[buzzing]

[buzzing]

David?

David?

Thomas!

[footsteps thudding]

Tom!

What?

Did you do this?

Do what?

That writing on the table.

What the f*ck? No.

That's not funny, dude.

Sam, I didn't do it.

Mom!

What the f*ck does it mean?

Mom!

Yeah? U-C... Come

here.[footsteps]

You see? Mom, did you do this?

That doesn't make any sense.

No. No.

I didn't write that.

Well, somebody did it.

What does it mean?

You don't remember doing it?

No.

I don't remember any of this.

Well, you did it.

I don't remember getting out of bed.

Well, 3:30 a.m.

You think you're sleepwalking?

I mean, I never heard of anybody

sleepwalking... I don't know.

And then starts writing

on a table.

I don't know, Thomas.

I have no idea.

And you don't know what you wrote?

You don't know what it means?

I don't remember getting up.

So you have no idea what the

letters on the table mean? No.

And you took the paper somewhere.

You got a paper in your hand.

Oh, God. And that's it.

[sighs]

It's pretty freaky, Mom.

Thomas, what is wrong with me?

There is something wrong with me.

I don't remember any of this.

What the hell is going on?

I don't kn... I'm losing

my f*cking mind.

Mom, I think there's something

going on in this house.

I don't know that

there's anything wrong with you.

There's something in this house.

And where is this doctor?

Where's the...

Dr. Loren. I've called him so many

times, and he's still on vacation.

And he keeps saying

when he gets back

he's gonna come over as

soon as he can.

Well, does he know

what's going on here?

Does he know what's going

on with Samantha?

I've told him. I've...

'Cause, Mom...

I know, I know. I think

she's freaked out.

And I think more and more that this

all has something to do with her.

I know. For some... I... I know.

I think you're right.

Well, let's... Tomorrow... I think

it has something to do with her.

Then let's call this Dr.

Loren again tomorrow

and tell him he needs to

get over here ASAP.

I'll call him tomorrow

morning again.

All right. Or we'll

get somebody else.

Here you go.

[sighs]

Oh, God. You okay?

No.

I don't know what's happening.

We'll figure it out.

We'll figure it out.

I don't know why this is happening.

[sighs]

Okay. So, um...

a while ago, I started

feeling like...

something was in the room with

me when I was asleep.

When I was trying to sleep.

And then... like,

a week ago, um...

I woke up to something.

I don't know what it...

I don't know what woke me up.

But, um, I couldn't...

get out of the bed.

I just was laying there,

like, and I couldn't sit up,

and I couldn't turn my head

to figure out what woke me up.

I... I just... [sighs]

And then it was like

something just came and...

pressed on my chest really hard.

Like it was just, like,

holding me down.

Like it didn't want me to move.

It was just really weird, and

it took, like, everything

that I... could...

All the energy that I could get

to sit up and look

around the room

and to fight it... it was like

somebody was pushing me down.

Just, like, with one hand.

But it... There was... I

mean, I got up

and I turned the light

on and there was...

I mean, there was nothing...

there. I don't know. I thought...

I mean, at the time, I

thought l was just crazy.

And then all this other

stuff starts happening, and...

I just don't get why it's

happening to me.

So that was the first

time it happened?

Yeah.

Do you think it's gonna

happen again?

I don't know.

I don't know. It's

like every time I

go to sleep, I'm

just laying there...

wanting to sleep, but

if I fall asleep,

then I'm afraid l'm gonna wake

up and it's gonna happen,

and if I stay up all

night and it doesn't,

then I just didn't sleep

at all, and...

I don't know. There's...

there's no way to win.

There's no way to win.

[door creaks open]

[floorboards creak]

[creaking continues]

[breathing]

[clatter]

[Sam screams]

[screaming]

Stop it! Stop it!

[banging]

Help!

[Thomas]

I can't open the door!

Thomas, help!

Open the door! No! No!

It's okay. I'm here.

It's okay, it's okay.

[crying] I'm here,

I'm here, I'm here.

I'm okay.

You okay?

Uh, yes, hi, Dr. Loren.

This is Ellen Finley and, um, again.

I'm calling you again,

and you must...

You're probably

still on vacation,

but I really need to speak with you.

So can you call me as soon as

you get this message?

I... It's very important that

I talk to you. Okay?

So... I think you've

got all my numbers.

If you don't, it's

323-791-9157.

Thank you, Dr. Fin... Loren. I

gotta talk with you. Okay.

[knocking]

Honey?

Yeah.

I'm taking your sister out.

Do you need anything?

No, I'm okay.

[door closes]

[knocking]

What?

[Sam] Thomas!

Yeah?

What?

What is it?

Sam?

Sam?

[Sam]

Thomas!

"Maron."

[phone rings]

[phone rings]

Hi. You've reached the Finleys.

We can't take your call right now,

but if you'll leave a message,

we'll get back to you.

Thank you. [Beep]

[whispering, indistinct]

[banging]

[screams]

[banging, screaming]

[thudding]

What is that?

It sounds like somebody's...

[door creaks]

I don't know, I don't know,

I don't know.

I don't know what it is. Come here,

come here, come here. It's okay.

What is... I don't know.

Listen, listen. Shh.

[banging]

[all scream]

[Thomas]Come on, come on, come on.

Stay behind me.

[banging]

Here we are, here we are.

[screaming]

Oh my God, f*ck!

Listen. There's something in

the room with us.

[Sam]

Oh my God.

I can feel it. I can feel it

f*cking standing next to me.

Stop. Listen, listen.

[feedback]

[screaming]

f*ck. What the f*ck?

Shh. Listen, listen.

You guys, what is that?

You guys hearing this?

What the hell is that?

Look at that.

Hold on, hold on, hold on.

What the... Oh my God.

Look at that, you guys.

It's a footprint.

f*cking footprints.

I want to see where they go.

No. Come on.

Thomas, no.

Thomas, don't.

It's okay.

Don't.

Just stay here. I want to

see where they go.

Mom, make him stay.

No, stop.

Don't go.

Let me go, let me go.

Come on, I just want to

see where they go.

Shh. Just stay with me, it's okay.

Come on, it's all right.

Take my hand. Come here,

I have your hand. Come on.

All over the place.

All over the place.

Go on.

What's going on? What the f*ck?

Why is he...

What the f*ck?

[all scream]

f*ck!

[phone ringing]

[crying]

Are you okay?

It's okay, it's okay, it's okay.

Come here, come here.[crying]

Sam, come here. It's okay.

Come here.

It's okay. It's all right.

Come here.

It's ash.

Oh, Christ.

Where did you come from?

Oh, sh*t.

Oh, no.

f*ck.

[footsteps going up stairs]

[door creaks, closes]

[door closes, footsteps]

[beeps]

[static]

[whispering, indistinct]

[static, beep]

What the f*ck?

[beep, static]

[whispering, indistinct]

[static, beep]

[Sam]

Who was that?

Nobody.

[beeps]

[whoosh]

Mom?

Yeah?

Here you guys are.

You guys all right?

Sam, you okay?

All right, look. I think it's time

to think about getting out of here.

And where are we gonna go?

I don't know, go to a motel for a

couple nights? This is our house.

I know, Mom, but

I don't think it...

Where are we gonna go?

It's starting...

This thing is gonna just push

us out of our house?

Mom, I'm... I don't

know, but I think...

I just... I can't...

I mean, damn it.

Mom, I know, but... Why hasn't

Dr. Loren called us back yet?

I don't know. I don't

know where he is.

But until he calls, until

we figure this out,

I think you guys should probably

go to a motel for a few nights.

And then what?

Is this gonna just...

This all gonna just poof,

go away if we go away?

No, I'm not saying that, Mom,

but until Dr. Loren

comes, you guys go.

I'll stay here,

I'll take care of...

I'll see what happens.

You're gonna see what happens?

Well, I'm gonna record what happens.

I'm gonna keep filming and

see if I can...

You know, if anything

happens once you guys are gone.

Okay, and you're gonna be alone

here with this thing.

I want you to be very

careful, Thomas.

Do you know what

you're getting yourself into?

I know, Mom, but it doesn't...

Whatever this thing is doesn't

seem to be interested in me.

Oh. And it seems more and

more to be interested in her,

which is even more the reason to

get the hell out of here.

I know. I'm gonna take her.

We're gonna go.

Sam? Sam? I mean, Sam, don't

you want to get out of here?

Okay?

All right. Okay.

Well, pack some stuff.

I'll take your

sister and we're

gonna go right now.

But I want you to promise us

that if something really

bad happens,

if this thing starts to... Mom,

believe me, I promise. Trust me.

I don't want you to just sit here

and film it. I want you to leave.

I will. I will.

All right? Come on.

Pack some stuff. Let's go.

And I want you to call

us if anything happens.

Are you gonna be okay?

Are you sure?

I'll be fine.

Just go.

Call me when you get there.

Okay, we will.

Come here.

I love you. I love you too.

Call when you guys get there.

Careful, honey. Please.

You too.

[jangles]

[jingles]

Camera's on.

[jingles]

All right, you f*ck.

Show yourself.

[bell jingles]

[footsteps]

[rumbling]

Jesus.

[jangling]

Holy sh*t.

[jangling continues]

Christ.

[panting]

[knocking]

Jesus! Holy sh*t!

[phone rings]

Oh, sh*t.

[phone rings]

[phone rings]

[phone rings]

[phone rings]

[phone rings]

[phone rings]

[phone rings]

[phone rings]

[rings]

Hello?

Mom?

Mom. Whoa, Mom, calm down.

What...

What do you mean,

it followed you?

Wait, Mom, listen to me.

Just come home, all right?

Just come here as fast as you can.

Just come home.

[knocking]

[knocking]

Jesus. What the hell happened?

What happened?

Christ. Are you guys okay?

What happened, you guys?

It followed us to the motel.

Come on, get inside.

What do you mean, it followed you?

Sam?

[door closes]

It followed us to the motel, Thomas.

How could it follow you?

I don't know. I don't

know how it could.

But it was in the room with

us and it attacked your sister.

What do you mean it was in

the room with you?

It was in the bed with us, Thomas.

How did it attack...

You guys, somebody talk to me.

You're freaking me out.

What do you mean it attacked her?

Mom?

You guys, what happened?

I don't know what happened, Thomas.

We were just... We were sleeping

and...

I thought everything was

just... Everything felt okay.

And then, suddenly l felt like...

something was breathing into my ear.

And I woke up, and I looked

over at your sister,

and she was still asleep.

But then I looked down, and

it looked like something was...

Was-was-was holding...

Was pressing into her arms.

And then...

it just dragged her off the bed.

This thing just dragged

her right off the bed.

And...

she screamed, and-and-and I...

I couldn't do anything. I...

There was nothing l could do.

This is... We have to make this

thing go away, all right?

We have got to stop this.

I couldn't do anything.

It's gonna be okay.

There's nothing I could do.

[crying]

I'm sorry, honey. So sorry.

[knocking]

You gonna be all

right in here alone?

You all right?

Let me know if you need anything.

Okay.

[rumbling]

[creaking]

[Sam]

Thomas!

Sam?

[banging]

[door closes]

Sam?

Sam!

Samantha.

Whew.

[door closes]

What the...

Sam?

Sam?

[gasps]

Sam.

Samantha.

Sam.

Sam.

Samantha.

Jesus Christ, Samantha.

Samantha!

Sam.

Can you hear me?

What?

I like it up here.

What do you me... Come on, Sam.

It's freezing up here.

We're going downstairs.

Watch your step. Come on, it's

okay, we're gonna go downstairs.

Take it... Watch your step.

Come on, Sam, it's freezing.

We're going downstairs.

You okay?

Sam?

Sam?

You okay?

Can you hear me?

It's gonna be okay.

Yeah, hi.

I'm calling for a Mrs. McKenzie.

Mrs. McKenzie, hi.

This is Thomas Finley.

My parents bought the house from

you a few years back.

Right. Um, listen.

I'm sorry to take your time, but I

was wondering if you could help me.

Do you know by any

chance if anybody, um,

anybody ever died in this house

by the name of Maron?

Or Maronne?

Nobody? M... Spelled M-A-R-O-N.

Nobody by that name?

Um, no, never mind.

Thank you. Sorry to take your time.

Bye.

[exhales]

[Sam screams]

Sam?

[screaming continues]

Sam!

[screaming continues]

Sam!

Jesus, Sam!

Come here, come here, come here.

Get away!

Come here!

Sam, it's okay.

[screaming continues]

Sam, it's me. Jesus Christ!

[crying]

It's all right, Sam.

What the f*ck? Come here.

It's okay, it's me.

It's okay. Come on, come on.

[crying]

Sam, I got you. I got you.

It's okay.

It's okay, I got you.

It's okay.

Yeah.

Yes. Yes.

Well, she's in bed right now.

Yes.

No, I'm positive, no. This is...

This has never happened before.

No. I have no idea.

He just found her.

He found her like that.

Yeah.

Well, I mean, is

there anything that I can do?

I mean, should I...

Can you give me...

Is... Can you write a med...

I mean,

can you find

out what's going on?

Can you just write me a medication

when I see you tomorrow?

[sighs]

All right.

Okay.

All right, just...

I'll just wait, then.

Okay. Thank you.

[sighs]

Sam?

Oh, Jesus Christ.

[crying]

Mom?

[crying]

Oh, Jesus.

Jesus, Mom.

[crying]

Mom, come here. Jesus Christ.

What the f*ck?

Mom, come on.

Come on, Mom, get up.

Come on.

[crying]

Mom, get up. Come on,

we got to get up.

Let's go, come on. It's my fault.

Nothing's your fault, Mom.

Come here, come here, it's okay.

I've k*lled her.

No, you didn't k*ll anybody.

It's gonna k*ll her.

Mom, nothing is gonna k*ll her, Mom.

[crying]

[banging]

[clinking]

[clank]

Jesus Christ!

What did you do, Mom?

Oh my God,

what did you do to yourself?

Samantha!

Oh, sh*t.

Mom, what did you do?

Oh my God, you... Jesus, Mom!

Samantha, get... Help me,

somebody, help me!

Oh, Mom, what did you do?

[crying]

Oh my God!

[crying]

Uh, Mom...

um... if you see

this, uh...

they said you're gonna be okay.

They just need to, um,

keep an eye on you for a few days.

But...

I just wanted to say

that I'm sorry.

I, uh...

I should've listened to you.

And...

I should've been there for you.

And for Samantha.

And I wasn't.

So I just wanted to

say I'm sorry, Mom.

And, uh...

I want us to be a family again.

[knocking]

[buzzing]

It's him.

Dr. Loren, hi.

Thomas.

Come on in.

This is my sister Samantha.

Hello, Samantha, nice to meet you.

Pleased to meet you.

Thank you for coming.

Oh, if I could've been

here sooner, I would've.

Um, I want to say how sorry

I am to hear about your mother.

How is she doing?

She's, uh, she's okay.

They're keeping an eye on her,

but she's going to be all right.

Well, if I could've,

I would've been here sooner.

Can you make it stop?

Um, I'm gonna try.

Samantha, I understand

that all the

occurrences are happening

in your room?

Yeah. Take me there.

This way.

Okay.

First, I want to say l think you

were both right for not leaving.

Because it would have followed you.

And probably would have made

it more, uh, infuriated.

So I think you were

both right in calling me.

We just want it to stop.

I understand that, Sam.

I do.

But I want to assure you

that there is an

incredible presence in this house.

And it's a very negative presence.

Mm-hmm.

And it's very attracted to you, Sam.

Now, as I understand it,

your mother was

trying to make contact

or she believed she had made

contact with your father.

Is that true?

Yeah.

Okay. Now, what made her think

that she had made contact?

I don't know. She was... She...

writing to him. She would

write to him and then...

Okay...she thought

that he was writing back.

She thought he

was writing back to her.

Okay, well, that's all very common,

because when someone loses

a loved one,

and they're trying to make

contact with that loved one,

they sometimes unknowingly

invite in a dark entity.

Mm-hmm. It's-it's like an

open door, let's say.

Right. Um, a free pass.

And more often than not,

what happens is that entity

personifies and takes over the

presence of that loved one.

Mm-hmm. Okay?

In order to come into our world.

For whatever purpose.

Okay?

And in this case,

I believe.

Sam's the purpose.

Okay? So, before we start,

I just want to know...

I want both of you to think.

Is there anything you

might have forgotten?

Anything at all that

you could tell me?

Well, I actually

wanted to show you this.

[paper rustles]

We don't know what it means.

[clears throat]

Okay.

Maron.

It's Germanic for nightmare.

Okay?

In Germanic folklore,

a nightmare is an evil spirit

that attacks women as they sleep.

Very, very similar to

the Christian incubi

that r*pes women.

Okay?

Now, before we get

started, I just want to

make sure that both of your minds

are extremely, extremely clear.

And that I have 100

percent of your attention.

And your concentration.

Yeah. I mean...

[clears throat]

Sam? Okay.

[Sam screams]

[Thomas]

Samantha!

[footsteps pound]

Samantha!

Oh my f*cking God!

Samantha!

[panting]

Samantha!

Samantha!

Samantha!

[Sam screams]

Samantha!

[screaming continues]

Oh my God! Oh my God!

[screaming continues]

Samantha!

[screaming]

Samantha! Oh my God!

Oh my God! Oh my God!

[screaming]

[chocking]

[thud]

[thud]

[thud]