Poltergeist: The Legacy (1996) s01e18 Episode Script

[police radio chatter]
What, if you ask me,
it was that Simon fella.
What's he doing?
[man yelling]
Do what you want,
just get off!
I ain't talking! Do what
you want, I ain't talking!
Loose tongues get cut out!
Get cut out at the root!
[grunting]
The Lord is my shepherd,
I shall not want.
He maketh me
to lie down in green pastures.
Green pastures!
Have mercy on my soul!
Oh, Lord.
Have mercy on my soul.
[yelling indistinctly]
[Sheriff]
Oh, Jesus.
[thunder crashing]
[narrator]
Since the beginning of time,
mankind has existed between
the world of light and
the world of darkness.
Our secret society
has been here forever,
protecting others
from the creatures
who inhabit
the shadows and the night.
Known only to the initiated
by our true name,
The Legacy.
[theme music playing]
[Rachel]
"As so, as the executor
of your Aunt Rebecca's estate,
it is my duty to inform you
that, as the only daughter
of Rebecca's sister Ruth,
you have been named
as her sole beneficiary.
The funeral will be held here
in Kingston
at four o'clock
on the afternoon
of the 23rd.
Please contact me
at your earliest convenience
if you expect to attend."
Sincerely, Harold Taggart,
attorney at law."
So I called him
and said I'd be there.
Sole beneficiary?
Believe me, I was shocked
to learn
I was inheriting anything.
My mother and Aunt Rebecca had
this big falling out
over something when I was
a little kid.
I barely remember meeting
my eccentric Southern aunt.
[Alex]
Was Rebecca older or younger
than your mother?
[Rachel]
Well, it's been so long.
Well, she was
[screams]
She was younger
by three years.
So I guess you'll be meeting
a lot of family members
you haven't seen in a while.
There won't be any others.
Taggart says that
I'm the only surviving member
of the family.
But I'm taking Kat.
Kat?
Mm-hmm.
Do you really think
that's wise?
She is Rebecca's family,
her only family after me,
and--
I don't know.
When I picked up
this letter,
I felt something
so disturbing.
I'll be on guard,
I promise.
I'll keep in touch
every day.
[preacher]
Cloistered as she was
within the walls
of that decaying
house for decades,
we all believed that
Rebecca Cantwell's life
was marked by tortured
loneliness and despair.
And that belief
was unfortunately confirmed
by the circumstances
surrounding the discovery
of these, her bodily remains.
May she now
finally rest in peace.
As it is said in Ecclesiastes,
"Thus shall the dust return
to the earth
from whence it came,
and the spirit shall return
unto God who gave it."
Come on, honey.
Mrs. Corrigan
Rachel.
I'm Harold Taggart,
Miss Cantwell's attorney.
We spoke on the phone.
Yes, of course.
Pleased to meet you.
This is my
daughter, Katherine.
Sheriff Hank Parker, ma'am.
Sorry about
your aunt.
Rachel,
I know you
just got in
and drove straight over,
so I took the liberty
of reserving you
one of the finest rooms
at the Savannah Hotel.
Actually, I'd like to stay
at my aunt's house,
take inventory,
close the place up.
Maybe
help Katherine
learn a little bit
about family history.
What's wrong?
Ahem.
Begging your pardon,
ma'am, but, uh,
could I have
a word with you
over there
for a second?
Of course.
Excuse us.
It's about the way in which
your aunt died, ma'am.
I don't know what
you've been told
You've got your aunt's eyes,
Katherine.
Exactly.
You know,
I don't think
[Rachel]
Mr. Taggart.
Kat and I will
stay in that house,
regardless.
Um, I'd like to learn
as much as I can
about my aunt
in the short time
we're gonna be here.
Well
that house is yours.
At least it's gonna be
according to the will.
[Rachel] And, Sheriff
I want to speak to the man
that worked with my aunt.
Simon.
Well, we're
We're still holding him
for questioning,
but, uh, I'm sure he'd just
as soon stay locked up safe
in that cell of his forever.
He's not, uh
Well, he's not quite right.
Nevertheless,
I'd like to speak to him.
And I'd like to
think about that.
You have a nice stay in
Kingston. Ma'am.
Look, Rachel, uh
I've got appointments
all day,
so how about if I swing by
tomorrow around 10:00?
[car starts]
We can discuss
the details of the will.
It should be
pretty cut-and-dried.
I'll have my secretary leave
the keys in the mailbox then.
Thank you.
Come on.
Huh. I hope they actually
left us the keys,
or else we're
gonna be camping out
on the lawn tonight.
[giggles]
That would be fun.
I'm not so sure.
I remember they used to
get mosquitoes
as big as buzzards
down here.
[ghostly woman's voice]
Rachel.
Ra-chel.
What is it, Mom?
Nothing.
Come on.
[crow cawing]
Mom!
Kat! What is it?
Mom, help me!
What is it?
What's the matter?
Keys.
Gotcha.
Katherine Corrigan
give me those.
[giggles]
[sighs]
This is gonna
take forever.
Lucky guess.
[ghostly woman's voice]
Rachel.
Mom?
Something feels weird.
Oh, it's probably just
big, old, empty-house weird.
That's all.
It's okay.
She's pretty.
Yeah.
What's this?
Open it.
[tinkling music plays]
Oh, it's a music box.
[Rachel hums]
Mom?
Mom?
[gasps]
Sorry, honey.
You know what?
I think I remember
this tune
from somewhere.
[giggles]
Hey
Take a look
at this.
Rachel called
it in.
It's about
her aunt's death.
Something's
not right.
Derek had a hunch something
was going wrong down there.
Well, he talked to Rachel
and told her you're going
down there tomorrow.
I know she's got to be
a little concerned
at this point.
My bag's already packed.
Good.
[distant dogs barking]
Now, come on, Simon.
Nobody's accusing you
of murder or anything.
Talk!
Tell me
what happened.
Who was that man
Rebecca was with?
Fee, fi, fo, fum.
I smell the blood
of a gentleman.
Now, look, I don't want to
hold you longer than I have to.
[chuckles]
Simon likes it here.
Simon sure doesn't want to
go back to
Miss Rebecca's house.
I'm sure Miss Rebecca's niece
wouldn't want you there.
What?
Someone's at the house?
Miss Rebecca's niece, Rachel.
She's staying there
with her daughter.
Oh.
[clanging]
This is bad.
I've got to talk to her.
[heavy breathing]
Don't do it. Don't do it!
Cut your tongue out!
Simon says, shh!
[birds chittering]
[ghostly voice humming]
[ghostly woman]
Rachel.
[gasps]
[whimpering]
[sobs]
[Rachel]
Of course, Derek,
it scared the hell out of me.
[Derek]
Think it through, Rachel.
What's the common link?
No, obviously, this house
and all the stuff
that's happened in it.
You read the article,
didn't you?
Yes, I did.
Rachel
after all that's
happened there
are you sure you still
want to stay?
Yes. Yes, I am.
It's just gonna be
for a few more days, and, uh
[chuckles]
Yeah.
Hey, it was just
a nightmare, right?
Nothing to get
that upset about.
Yes. All right.
Nick is
flying out there.
He'll be there tonight.
Thanks. Bye.
Goodbye.
Well, I'm ready to ship out.
Is there anything else?
Rachel's worried.
But not worried enough,
in my opinion.
She's too close to it.
She can't be objective.
You have to be
careful with her, Nick.
This could really be
a very uncomfortable situation.
[ghostly woman]
Rachel
[heavy breathing]
[door creaks]
Ah
Ow!
[Kat] Mom, where
are you?
Yeah, I'm in here, honey.
Have a look
at this.
See? Look.
There's a picture
of my mom,
your grandma.
Here she is with
her sister, Rebecca.
I thought you said
they didn't get along.
They look happy together.
-Yeah, they do, don't they?
-Mm-hmm.
I think they were
just teenagers there.
[Kat] Who's that?
That's your
great-grandfather, Joshua.
There he is with my mom.
And
with Rebecca.
He looks really serious.
[Rachel] Yeah, he does,
doesn't he?
Wow.
Mom, look at
this doll.
Mm.
[murmurs]
Who's that?
I think that's Rebecca
when she got all grown up.
[Kat] She's pretty.
She is, isn't she?
[Taggart]
Thank you.
So everything is, uh,
pretty simple here.
The house
your aunt's single
investment account,
totaling
roughly $97,000,
goes directly to you.
$97,000?
Huh, how did she ever manage
to save so much?
My aunt didn't work,
did she?
Mm, Rebecca taught
piano lessons way back when.
That's about it.
But for the past few decades,
she had uncanny luck
with her investments,
good times and bad.
Unfortunately
estate taxes
will take most of it.
There's so much I don't know
about my aunt.
So much I'd
I'd like to know.
You know, maybe,
after you're gone,
the best thing
would be to,
well, tear this whole
place down.
Sell it for lot value.
I could agent it for you
if you'd like.
I've got somebody
interested already.
Oh.
-Oh!
-Oh, Mr. Tag
-Oh!
-Oh!
-Oh, I'm so sorry,
Mr. Taggart!
-Oh!
Can I help you
mop that up?
Oh, man!
I'm so sorry.
I
Well
I'm just a little bit
upset here.
It's a good thing
I've got copies of that.
What do you say I
I come back
later today?
I think tomorrow
would be better.
Great.
Tomorrow, then.
Oh!
[Sheriff]
Mitch, stay out there with Kat.
We won't be
but a couple of minutes.
Hey, Simon!
You got
a visitor.
Miss Rebecca's niece.
Hello, Simon.
[sniffs]
Hey, don't be getting
rude on us, Simon.
You want to
talk to her or not?
Now, she and
her little girl
are going back home
in a couple of days.
It's your call.
Alone.
Huh. I don't believe
I can do that.
It's all right,
sheriff.
Simon.
What if I moved
back here?
Would that be okay?
Okay.
How about that?
Is that better?
Sheriff, you can leave now.
I've dealt with men like Simon
before in my profession.
We're gonna be just fine.
Aren't we, Simon?
[sighs]
Well, I'll be right outside
if you need me.
[sighs]
[door clangs shut]
[snarls]
See?
If you had been
where you were at first
when Simon started being
not Simon,
then you would have
got hurt.
What do you mean by
"being not Simon"?
[sobs]
[strangled voice]
The spider's got the fly.
And the spider
toys with the fly.
Even now.
Ah!
Simon says, shh!
[gasps]
Simon?
Simon!
Did Miss Rebecca tell you
anything about
the man that she was with?
The one that
they found her lying next to?
[menacingly]
Get the hell out of there.
Now!
A-tisket, a-tasket,
nobody leaves that house
except in a casket!
[laughs maniacally]
[Sheriff]
Simon! Simon!
Now, calm down!
Sit down, now!
[Simon moaning]
[Rachel humming]
[music box tune plays]
[playing piano]
Pretty good, Mom.
Picking that tune up by ear?
Mom?
Mom, are you okay?
-Nick!
-Hey
Mwah.
How are you, sweetness?
I've been standing
outside, knocking,
for about five minutes.
She won't
stop playing.
Yeah?
[piano music continues]
Rachel?
[man's voice]
Rebecca
Rebecca, it's me.
Rachel, it's Nick.
[sighs]
[knocking]
Come in.
Feeling better?
Much.
I'm sorry.
I don't know
what happened to me
down there. I
-That makes two of us.
-Oh, God.
Three, including Kat.
I finally
got her to bed.
She's
-She's pretty worried
about her mom.
-Mm-hmm.
I just
This is so hard on her,
and I'm
not being much help,
but
[sighs]
I'm not coping
with this very well.
I'm just, kind of,
making matters worse.
[chuckles]
Sometimes I think
she knows me better
than I know myself.
Why don't I pack up your gear,
and we'll go to a hotel?
No.
I
There's no point
in trying to
run away from grief.
It's, you know
I've counseled enough people
who've tried to do that.
What I need
to do is just
stay here
and cope with it.
[Nick over phone]
Sure, she's acting
a little bit odd,
but, then, who wouldn't be?
You should see this place.
Nick, she's faced death before.
In the past year, Rachel has
experienced more trauma
than most people ever do.
Maybe she's just
a little bit burned out.
I mean, after all,
it is her aunt who died.
Did you suggest
having them leave the house?
I brought it up first thing,
but she pulled back on me.
Besides, she's got a point
about facing her fears.
Okay.
Let me know immediately
if there are any more
developments.
-Day or night.
-All right.
Goodbye.
[ghostly woman's voice]
Rachel.
Rachel.
[moans]
[dog barks]
[Simon]
A confession is good.
Cleans the spirit,
saves the soul.
Unless you're too late.
Miss Rebecca wouldn't
let me be free.
Said she'd
She'd kill me first.
Time to get it out.
I was made to do
damnable deeds,
for which I'm going to hell.
But that woman and her child
too many flies.
Sheriff Parker, I've got to
tell everything I know,
so that you can save them.
Who's there?
[footsteps]
Who's there?
Oh.
Oh, Rebecca.
I wasn't gonna tell them.
I was just fooling them.
I wasn't
I wasn'tgonna tell them.
I swear.
Yow!
They They
They
I wasn't gonna
tell them.
They
I was fooling them!
I I I I wasn't
gonna tell them!
I swear!
I swear,
Rebecca!
I wasn't gonna
tell them!
I wasn't gonna
[choking]
[humming]
A-tisket, a-tasket
A green and yellow basket
[knock on door]
I wrote
A letter to my love ♪
Mom.
Kat,
you scared me.
Sorry that I knocked,
but you wouldn't answer.
What do
you want?
Nick sent me up.
He wants to talk to you.
I'll be there
in a minute.
Are you sure
you're okay, Mom?
Katherine, I said
I'll be down in a second!
Okay.
What's going on?
I took a walk into town.
Simon Walters is dead.
Oh, God.
How?
He died of a heart attack
last night in his cell.
And when I got back,
I found this on the porch.
Looks like
a forensics report.
It's on your Aunt Rebecca and
the body they found with her.
Who left it there?
Well, I would think
somebody who
wanted some help,
but was too proud to ask.
Like Sheriff Parker.
Yeah, that would be my guess.
"Autopsy.
Sex, male,
30 to 40 years.
Height, 6 foot.
Estimated time of death
40 years ago.
"Cause of death"
Mmm. Let me guess.
"Unknown."
"Unknown."
Well
what would you expect
after 40 years?
[Nick]
Well, I wouldn't
expect this.
What happened to
the body after he died.
[plays music box melody]
"The body, embalmed
for decades in herbal resins,
had pieces of flesh,
organs and bone
carved away
in a precise pattern,
suggesting postmortem
surgical mutilation,
as opposed to a regular
pattern of decay."
[piano continues]
There's a circular pattern
carved into the bone.
I'm gonna fax this to Derek.
What time did you say
that, uh,
lawyer was
coming by?
Taggart? Um
A few minutes,
six o'clock.
I can handle him by myself.
Okay, I'll be right back.
Bye.
[continues playing]
[door shuts]
[ghostly woman's voice]
Katherine.
What's that,
Dolly?
Should we go see?
Okay.
[heavy breathing]
[door creaks]
[woman]
Katherine
Come here, child.
Who are you?
Your Aunt Rebecca.
I'm so pleased
to meet you, Katherine.
Oh, we are gonna be
such good friends.
[doorbell rings]
Good afternoon,
Mrs. Corrigan.
Uh, on time,
as promised.
I brought by the papers
for you to sign
for the sale
of the house.
Well, I don't think I'll be
signing any papers
right now, Mr. Taggart.
What?
I'm
not sure I want to
sell this house.
Well, you can't do that,
Mrs. Corrigan. Rachel.
I mean, I've made
arrangements for the sale.
I made plans.
There's people waiting on me.
[giggles]
Well, there's a fly
in the ointment, Matt.
A big, fat,
juicy fly.
-[laughs]
-I don't understand.
One way or another,
you've got to sell eventually.
Not if I decide
to stay here.
What are you
talking about?
How long do you think
you're going to stay here?
I might just
stay here forever.
Mrs. Corrigan!
[knocks]
[thunder crashing]
Who are you?
What are you doing here?
There's a fly
in the ointment here, Matt.
A big, fat,
juicy fly.
[gasps]
Oval, sawtooth patterns
in the bone.
Clean-cut
and purposefully made.
Let's see
the next one.
[beeping]
Occult markings,
carved into the seam
of the skull cap.
So what are we
talking about here?
Necromancy.
Blackest of the black arts.
Defiling corpses
to control the future.
Pendants cut
from bone.
Only, this kind of
desecration over decades
is highly unusual.
Matthew Courtland must have
meant very much to Rebecca
in life, for her
to use him so
extensively in death.
What's this?
Uh, it's a photograph
Nick faxed along with the rest.
It's Rachel's mom
and her sister, Rebecca,
60 years ago.
[screams]
Rachel is in terrible danger.
Nick should be back
in the house by now.
Call him.
Everything we planned for
so carefully together, Matthew.
The child, a family.
All destroyed
in one instant.
Why?
The seeding ritual
was going perfectly.
[moans]
Our child
Our child was
Was to be created
by ritual.
In an ultimate moment
of dark power.
[Rebecca moaning]
[Matthew screams]
[Rebecca]
Matthew!
No!
[wails]
Now Matthew
We have the chance
to live again.
[thunder crashing]
[rings]
-Hello?
-[Derek] Nick.
Derek, what did
you find out?
More than I would
wish on anyone.
Necromancy.
Necromancy? How?
I'm not sure, but it involves
some sort of pendant.
What would it look like?
Oval in shape,
two to three inches.
Carved from one of
Matthew Courtland's bones.
It gives Rebecca's spirit
its power.
I want you to find
and destroy it.
Where's Rachel?
I don't know.
I just got in the house.
Nick, from this
and everything you've said,
it's clear that Rebecca
is trying to possess Rachel
in some way.
I want you to take Rachel,
and get her and Kat
out of there.
Now. Understood?
-[dial tone]
-Nick.
Are you there?
Nick?
[Rachel]
This is a very
special book to me.
Very powerful.
Now, this
This is for making
somebody love you.
Of course, you don't
need that right now.
But someday
Hello, Nick.
Rachel.
I know you know
what's happening here.
And you can be part of it
if you like.
You can take
Matthew's place.
We can be a family.
-Hey!
-[cries out]
So, what now
[thunder rumbling]
Rebecca?
Now?
[laughs]
Oh, now,
Kat and Rachel
get to stay here
and become
the family I never had.
The family I was
cheated out of
by the death
of the man I loved.
Death or murder?
No. No, not murder.
Matthew wasn't
supposed to die.
It wasn't his time.
He was the only man
I ever loved.
That's why I kept him with me
all these years.
Matthew and I were
gonna have a child,
a special child.
One born of ritual.
Blood is very
important.
It breeds talent.
Kat's not born
of your blood.
She's Ruth's.
Aah!
-Ruth?
-[screams]
I hated my sister
till the day she died!
-No, Mommy!
-Oh, yeah, Ruth.
Ruth had everything
that Matthew and I wanted.
-Mommy!
-A job, a family,
a grandchild!
-Mom! Mommy!
-Rachel, look at Kat.
Look at her!
[Kat crying]
Mommy! Mommy!
She's your daughter.
Look at what
you're doing to her.
[sobbing]
Mom.
Rebecca won't rest
until she destroys you both.
[Kat continues crying]
-[growls]
-[Kat] Mommy!
Mommy!
I got you.
-[Rachel grunts]-[Kat screaming]
Mom, stop!
You're killing him!
[laughs evilly]
[Nick] Rachel!
The brooch! Take it off!
Tear it off!
[Kat]
Mom, get it off!
It contains Rebecca's soul!
Tear it off!
[Kat screams]
[groaning]
Mom, throw it!
[Rebecca laughs]
Mom! Fight her!
Ah!
[Rebecca] No!
[screams]
[agonized screaming]
[phone rings]
-Yes.
-[Nick] Derek?
Nick. Tell me.
It's over.
Rebecca's spell is broken,
and Rachel and Kat
are both okay.
Excellent, Nick.
Good work.
Bring them home.
[theme music playing]