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hwpGet off me!
Oh, please.
Please, dont hurt me.
Its wrong! Shes too young!
The sins of the flesh will ruin her.
Please dont hurt me!
Please!
The wicked will be punished.
"The mystery heart condition that has
killed over people in years...
has claimed another victim.
Doctors are baffled as to why
fit and healthy people...
are suffering massive heart attacks.
Many residents claim that
the Shadow of Death...
has again descended on the town. "
"Shadow of Death"?
I dont like it.
Thats what theyre saying.
People are scared out there.
"For decades, Fairwater
has been linked with death...
following the
Bradley-Bartlett murder spree.
Thirty years later,
as the death toll steadily rises...
it appears the Grim Reaper
has once again returned...
to the quiet streets of Fairwater. "
Oh, no. Steve, no.
I asked for a new angle.
Give me something fresh.
I want to see the human face of
this tragedy. Talk to the families.
How has this affected
the local community?
Yes, Miss Rees- Jones.
And, Steve...
no more references
to death as a person.
Friend of the family?
Really such a shame.
Go on. Get out. Go on.
Get out!
Damn.
Oh, my God!
I dont believe this.
This is not happening. My lawn!
You ruptured my lawn!
Hey, how you doing?
Give me a call.
Ill pay for the damages.
Youre damn right! Im suing your ass!
Dont get litigious. Send me a bill.
"Frank Bannister, Psychic Investigator"?
So why didnt you see
the corner coming?
You stupid moron!
This is goddamn bullshit!
This will cost you big time!
Youre paying for a new fence!
I want this lawn
completely resurfaced!
Budzo!
I got your license plate number!
You bastard!
This is private property.
Mrs. Bradley? Im Dr. Lynskey.
I work at the medical center.
You do not.
I know who works there.
I started months ago.
Dr. Kamins is my physician.
Hes attending a funeral.
Im seeing his patients today.
She was cutting vegetables.
The knife slipped.
She just needs a few stitches.
Ill drive you to the clinic.
Thats impossible.
Its a deep cut.
Leave us antibiotics.
Mother, please.
Patricia never leaves the house.
But it hurts.
To your room this instant!
Wait. Just a minute.
Who did that to you?
I think youd better go now,
Dr. Lynskey.
You dont know
who my daughter is, do you?
Patricias not to be trusted.
I beg your pardon?
I can have her locked up
anytime I want.
They said she was
an accessory after the fact.
I know the truth.
It was cold-blooded murder.
In the space of
blood-soaked minutes...
innocent people were shot by
hospital orderly John Charles Bartlett.
Patients, medical staff, visitors...
no one was spared in this rampage
through Fairwater Sanatorium.
Not even the hospital chapel...
provided sanctuary, as those in prayer
were shot on their knees.
Were reporters.
We have to get the news!
A seemingly senseless crime...
Bartletts motive
remains a mystery to this day.
Johnny Bartlett.
Hes got a demonic look
on his face.
Any comments, Johnny?
Got me a score of sir.
Thats one more than Starkweather.
Six years earlier,
Charles Starkweather had murdered...
eleven people
in a Nebraska killing spree.
Guess that makes me
public enemy number one!
Fifteen-year-old
Patricia Anne Bradley...
daughter of
the hospital administrator...
was also implicated in the killings.
She was madly in love
with the psychopath Bartlett.
Thats her!
I was in her house this afternoon.
Terrific. Were in town months and
youve befriended the Manson family.
volts of electricity...
ended the life of Johnny Bartlett,
the unrepentant killer.
As they threw the switch,
he screamed:
"I got me a score of twelve.
Beat that. "
In what some considered
a miscarriage of justice...
Patricia Bradley was sentenced
to life imprisonment...
although it was never proven
she participated in the killings.
Five years ago,
Patricia Bradley was granted...
a conditional release
by the governor.
Today she lives a reclusive life
back in the family home...
Should have fried her
along with Bartlett.
She was fifteen years old.
She fell in love with the wrong guy.
Could happen to anyone.
Sweetie, dont go back there.
Place gives me the creeps.
I dont think...
Come on, honey.
I think tigers
getting a little lonely.
What the hell is this doing here?
I thought I tore this up.
- Did he come back here?
- Who?
The moron who tore up my fence!
Hes alive.
Ray, get me off!
You sick thing!
Lucy, I dont want
that con man in my house!
There has to be some kind
of rational explanation for this.
Ray! We have got a poltergeist!
Its nothing the police cant handle.
Bannister.
Dr. Lynskey, Im on my way.
Persistent residue of the departed.
Always a problem this time of year.
Thank you.
Thank you for coming.
The activity is located where?
I dont know. It went quiet
about minutes ago.
Went quiet?
The dining room table spun
in a counterclockwise direction?
I dont think that happened.
The toilet seat lid
banged up and down?
- Did the bed levitate?
- Yeah. With me on it.
Spontaneous recurrent psychokinesis.
Oh, boy.
This could be the worst case
Ive ever seen. Its
