Oh my God.
Do you think we could
avoid responsibility
somewhere besides a junk yard sale?
Yes.
We could drop out, have
the pizza delivered to Samantha,
and we could keep driving
until we find paradise.
I don't need paradise, okay.
I studied.
Studying.
You always take the easy way out.
Hmm, I'm sorry if I passed on
the 15 hour cramming session
followed by whatever pact with
the devil you plan to make
to get a C or D.
Okay, mister,
Cs and Ds will grant this girl...
- a degree.
- Uh-huh.
So, what's it going to be?
Paradise or yard sale?
Or both.
Please say both.
Let's just get this over with, okay?
Wonderful, shitty hand-me-downs.
Wow, this is great, Jess.
You really outdid yourself.
Where you see shitty hand-me-downs,
I see unwanted treasures.
Besides, Sam's birthday's coming up.
And you look for a gift at a yard sale?
Classy broad.
Poor college student, remember.
What do you think of this.
No.
I don't know.
Rancho photography's kind of cool.
I gotta take this, this is work.
Hey, please don't
take forever, all right.
We gotta study.
You must study 'til you die.
Make you a good deal on that.
Brought it on a couple
of family vacations.
It always took nice pictures.
Uh, thanks,
but I don't think snapping Polaroids
is really my friend's thing, so.
Oh, so you're looking for a gift, huh?
Mm-hmm.
Hmm.
I think I might have something for you.
I've been going back and forth
on whether or not I wanted
the part with this.
This is perfect.
My wife, she always thought
the world of that little box.
I bet.
So?
How much?
Um, I don't know.
Five bucks sound fair?
Very.
Look, I'm sure it's found a good home.
Mm-hmm.
Let me know if you need
a price on anything else here.
Absolutely.
Thank you.
Should be fun.
Okay, yeah.
Yeah, thanks.
And you chose that?
Uh yeah, it's amazing.
Congratulations, you bought something.
So can we go now?
Some of us have papers to write.
I think I have a paper to write.
Yep.
I was talking about you.
I think I'm done.
Done?
With what?
Accounting.
School, life, et cetera, et cetera.
Simple solution, change your major.
I'm scared to do something
impractical with my life.
Or scared to do something
your dad might not pay for.
I'll get you through it.
I promise.
Oh, hold on.
And don't let her see it.
Wouldn't dare.
It's about time.
I thought you guys left me for dead.
Blame your BFF.
And I do.
Just leave the pizza
on the table, traitor.
And my work here is done.
Let me guess, paradise again?
You know, you really
do this to yourself.
All you have to do is study.
I don't know what it
is about intermediate
that makes me so hungry.
So, you finished the chapter?
Answered the questions?
Of course I did.
A couple minutes ago.
Mind if I take a peak?
Or two?
What do you think?
Personally?
I think the paper might be worth
more than the box.
Shoulda got a gift card or something.
Oh, or some crappy camera?
You are aware that phones
have cameras now, aren't you?
You do know that phones
don't magically develop photos
before my eyes, right?
You know, break's coming up.
What do you say we hit the coast?
A little sun might look good on you.
I can think of something else
that might look good on me.
We don't have to go anywhere for that.
Is this your way of
getting what you want?
Depends.
Is it working?
Doesn't it always?
Come on.
Oh yeah.
Uh-huh, right.
And you got the cake mix?
All right, love, see you soon.
Bye.
Hey, wanna give me a hand?
It was awful.
Made with love.
And sugar.
Mostly sugar, I hope.
Make a wish.
All right, all right,
ya'll take a slice.
I'm already five pounds
into my freshman 15,
so help a girl out.
So, um, did you guys
get me anything else?
Mm-hmm.
And happy birthday.
Thank you, you guys.
It's a pony.
Open it.
All right.
You guys.
You like it?
I love it.
See?
Yes, I do have eyes.
It reminds me of something
my mom would have
in her living room.
All right, so, cake, check.
Presents, check.
What do you all say
we get the hell out of here
and go a little crazy.
Or how about the giant bug
marathon on TV tonight?
No.
All right, fine.
Let's go to the club.
Hey mom.
It's me.
I'm sorry I missed you earlier,
I was in class.
Anyway, the box I sent you,
Jess gave that to me for my birthday.
And anyway, it made me think of home.
But I love you, and
I'll talk to you later.
Bye.
No.
- Mm-hmm.
- No.
Yes.
Cheers.
The next one will taste better.
That's disgusting.
Jessica, did you remember
to pay the cable bill?
Yes.
Did you check to make sure
everything is plugged in right?
Everything's plugged in.
Fine, I'll double check from my phone
when we're on the road.
You know, I might call that guy
that I met the other night at the bar.
Tall, dark, and all over you.
I am so glad you are
finally gettin' in touch
with your inner goddess.
All right, well, call me if you need me.
Okay, will do.
Yeah.
Hey.
You know, all this stuff
you're avoiding,
it's gonna catch up with you.
That's future Jess's problem.
You try and have some fun, okay?
Okay.
I'm gonna make this grilled cheese
I'm gonna make
this grilled cheese, please
Damn it, Jess.
Hello?
Oh.
Oh, hey.
Yeah, a movie sounds great.
I'll see you later.
Okay, bye.
Jess?
Cole?
Did you forget something?
I have a knife.
I will stab you.
Guys?
All good girls want to die.
Damn it, Jess.
That's not...
I'm calling the police!
All good girls want to die.
All good girls want to die.
All good girls want to die.
All good girls want to die.
Hey, Sam, I'm at the door.
What's the deal?
Fine.
Whatever.
Samantha, we're home.
Well, the place is still standing.
That's a plus, right?
Yeah, I'm sure she has her reasons
for not calling or texting me
back for several days.
No use hiding.
I know you're here.
You're back already?
Already?
It's been almost four days.
Are you all right?
You don't look all right.
Sam.
Breathe.
I don't think I've drank
anything for days.
Days?
You've been sick?
Yeah, sick.
Stomach bug.
Honey, that sucks.
Yeah, nasty.
So you didn't even
hook up with that guy?
No.
No, lucky for him.
I'm gonna take a shower.
I'm happy to have you all back.
All good girls want to die.
All good girls want to die.
Whatcha doing?
Oh, um, just some online MD.
Well, night.
I hope you feel better.
Yeah, goodnight.
What's wrong?
I don't think she's left
that couch in three days.
Drugs?
She can barely handle an espresso.
She said she's still sick.
Maybe she is sick.
A hypochondriac like her
would be at the doctor's office,
not online.
I just wish I could get
a peak at her laptop.
Look at you goin' all NSA.
Look, for all we know
it's online dating.
I'm serious.
Yeah, so am I.
Look, if you're really concerned,
just call her parents.
Oh, now who's goin' all NSA?
I just wish I knew what she was up to.
Bases down.
Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go.
Shit.
What?
Right center field, reaching...
What are you doing?
Oh, um, movie tickets.
You have your own computer for that.
So, you wanna come out with us tonight?
No, I've got stuff to do.
Yeah, stuff.
So, what is that you were looking
at on your computer?
It looked kind of creepy.
It's for a class.
What class?
You know what, Jess,
you need to get off my back, all right.
It's none of your business.
What is going on with you lately?
First you're really sick,
and now you're acting really strange.
I mean, I can't figure you out anymore.
And have you smelled yourself lately?
You reek.
Even the couch stinks.
What's wrong?
Talk to me.
Take a hint.
I don't need your help.
God, you got me into this crap anyway.
The last thing I need for
you to do is make it worse.
Got you into this?
What are you talking about?
Look, I'm sorry.
It'll be over by tomorrow.
And if it isn't?
It will.
And you're gonna tell me
what's been going on?
Okay, I'm gonna hold you to that.
I know what you want me to do.
I wanna do it desperately.
I hope you choke on it.
You can't have my friends too.
You greedy fuck.
You're supposed to be at
the bottom of the fucking lake.
All good girls want to die.
No.
Can somebody help me, please?
All good girls want to die.
All good girls want to die.
All good girls want to die.
All good girls want to die.
All good girls want to die.
All good girls want to die.
All good girls want to die
All good girls want to die
All good girls want to die
All good girls want to die
All good girls want to die
All good girls want to die
You okay?
Did we not see something?
Did I just let this happen?
She was my best friend.
Hey.
This isn't your fault.
She said it was.
I should have just called her parents.
No, no, no.
Look, look, it wouldn't
have done a thing, okay.
Whatever was wrong with
her, she hid from us.
And she probably hid it from them too.
I thought they took all of her stuff.
I guess they forgot it.
It's ours again, I suppose.
What you doing?
I wish I could cut the damn thing down.
Hey, look, let's
go watch something funny.
I don't feel like laughing.
Well, then let's watch
someone else laugh.
Barking out of the dugout on that call.
He wanted...
I think I'm going to bed.
You okay?
I just need to shut off
for a little while.
All right.
Cole?
All good boys want to die.
All good girls want to die.
All good girls want to die.
Cole?
Oh God, Cole.
Cole.
Cole, Cole, please.
Please, look at me, Cole.
Thank God.
You too?
What the hell is that thing?
I don't know, but it
came out of the box.
Samantha's music box?
Yeah, look, I know how it sounds,
but I saw it.
Fuck, I was attacked by something
that I don't even believe in.
Okay, it was like a
fucking demon or something.
What, you think this
happened to Samantha?
Look, whatever it is,
we have to destroy it
before we end up like her.
So we're in agreement?
Whatever that thing was, it killed Sam.
Yeah, it almost did the same to us.
I'm sorry, Sam.
Good riddance.
All good boys want to die.
All good boys want to die.
All good boys want to die.
All good boys want to die.
All good boys want to die.
Cole?
All good boys want to die.
All good boys want to die.
What the fuck, I'm on fire.
What?
What's wrong?
Show me.
My stomach!
It feels like it's on fire.
Get it out.
What?
Get the fucking box out of the fire.
Ow fuck.
Are you okay?
I guess.
I don't know.
It doesn't hurt anymore.
Yeah, no, I understand.
I completely understand.
Yeah, I hope the new guy
works out for you.
Yeah, Jess and I are both still sick.
Nasty little thing.
Yeah.
Yeah, yeah, well, thanks.
All right, have a good one.
Well, I was just fired.
We knew that was coming.
But I think I found someone
who can help.
Just don't tell me
it's one of those fuckin' ghost hunters.
A Dr. Harris.
She teaches, actually,
at the university.
She looks legit.
And she's close.
It's either this or a priest.
For god's sake, fine.
Go with the PhD.
Thank you for coming
so quickly, Dr. Harris.
Quite welcome.
Your query at the very
least peaked our interest.
Yeah, honestly,
I'm not really comfortable
with any of this.
I mean, do we really need the cameras?
Yes.
I don't like to miss important details.
And if this is what you claim it to be,
then you don't want me to either.
If?
You don't believe us?
We are open to the fact
that you two might be telling the truth.
However, we're equally open
to the fact that you might
be delusional, poisoned,
brain damaged, ill, impaired, psychotic,
chemically imbalanced, drug induced,
and there's my least favorite,
and unfortunately the more
common, just full of shit.
Full of shit?
What, are you fuckin' serious?
Does this look full of shit?
Huh, does this look
fuckin' full of shit?
And she has twice as many.
Cole.
That is quite the sight.
But experience has taught
me to be skeptical.
And in a haunting,
I prefer to place the burden
of proof with the victims.
Besides, a lot of people
just want attention.
Hey, we don't want your
fuckin' attention, all right.
Do you see this place?
Our lives were just wrecked.
And there are the daydreams.
Daydreams?
Yeah, we fantasize
about killing ourselves.
Which is why I think
that it killed Samantha.
And you have my condolences, sincerely.
Where have you seen the entity?
Everywhere.
So, the haunting is not
bound in one particular area.
Interesting.
When do you believe so started?
I think it started when I got
the music box for Samantha.
And how long ago was that?
A few weeks now.
Of course, we didn't
start seeing it until after.
You know, after she killed herself.
But I think this thing was
haunting her from the get-go.
So the timeline is just a few weeks.
That's an incredibly short
period of time for a haunting.
So, where is it now?
It's usually in Samantha's room.
Usually.
May I examine it?
I'm surprised something so
holy-looking could be so evil.
I'm afraid I suspect
that is precisely the idea.
Ted, zoom in here, please.
Very sneaky.
You see that?
It's upside down.
This is sacrilege.
An insult to God.
What you have here is a devil's box.
Wait, a devil's box?
Sacrilege?
Wait, are you saying all of this shit
is because of a misprint on the cross?
Something like this
wouldn't be an accident.
Some people pervert holy images
in an attempt to attract evil spirits.
And sometimes something worse.
This thing is definitely
something worse.
Good news.
You definitely have my attention.
So, what do you think?
Full of shit, delusional?
I'm very delighted neither.
I think they'll be a nice addition
to my chapter on haunted items.
So, how do you want it covered?
Standard setup?
That's fine.
But I want you to put
a few cameras around the box.
Get different readings.
Perhaps we'll get lucky.
Yeah, great idea.
Have them sign releases, and
get photos of the bruises.
On it.
Ted.
Call me optimistic, but I think
this one will be memorable.
While you guys do that,
I'm gonna go set up in your rooms.
Okay.
Just let me know if you
need me to move anything
or whatever.
So, this is the tree, correct?
Have you seen anything
unusual here after her death?
We don't go near it.
Do you see anything of interest, Ted?
Nothin' unusual.
I'm surprised you guys stayed here.
Couldn't break the lease.
Not that it would have mattered.
We tried staying at a few motels.
And no matter where we went,
the box showed up.
We even tried burning it.
Interesting.
Yeah, I'd rather not be near this tree.
That's fine, dear.
If you don't mind, we're gonna
examine a few more things.
Yeah, sure.
Go nuts.
A suicide can attract
an extraordinary amount
of negative energy.
Yeah, I was thinking the same thing.
Feels like you're setting up
a cheap TV show.
Maybe we are.
Seriously, it gets results.
So, is this the worst case
you've ever seen?
Too early to say.
But try not to worry about it.
You're in very capable hands.
You mind gettin' the box for me?
What, you don't wanna touch it?
Yeah, I don't blame you.
You can set it in the center, please.
So, what do these do?
Well, each is hopefully gonna
tell me something different.
Infrared, flashing stills,
and high speed.
Seems like a lot of the same thing.
Oh, not quite.
These things sometimes
present themselves
in very subtle ways.
So if it does present itself,
we wanna make sure we see it.
Subtle?
You won't have a hard time
seein' this fuckin' thing.
You ready?
Ready.
Our Father who art in heaven,
hallowed by thy name, thy kingdom come.
What is she doing?
Cleansing.
She's trying to get a
reaction from the spirit.
Thought you needed
to be a priest to do that.
Do you need to be a
mechanic to fix your car?
You just need the proper
understanding of the tools.
All good girls want to die.
All good girls want to die.
All good girls want to die.
All good girls want to die.
All good girls want to die.
All good girls want to die.
All good girls want to die.
All good girls want to die.
All good girls want to die.
All good girls want to die.
All good girls want to die.
All good girls want to die.
All good girls want to die.
All good girls want to die.
All good girls want to die.
All good girls want to die.
All good girls want to die.
All good girls want to die.
All good girls want to die.
All good girls want to die.
All good girls want to die.
You okay?
I just fantasized
about cutting my wrist.
Let's just go to bed, okay.
Maybe those two clowns
will have this thing
wrapped by tomorrow.
I know.
Anything happen?
Did you hear me scream?
Good point.
So, you have a good nap?
Best one lately.
Yeah, before long you'll be sleeping
through the night again.
I just keep wondering,
why would someone make
something like that?
Because they can, I suppose.
Some vendetta against God, perhaps.
Hate.
Plain, simple need to hurt others.
They succeeded, didn't they?
Ted, check the laptop.
One is down, two is dirty.
Three is also out.
Cole.
I thought I left it open.
Oh dear God.
Oh shit, there's two of 'em.
Get off of him!
Damn it, it's locked!
You fucking monster!
Cole!
- Stand back.
- Cole, answer me, Cole!
Stand back, stand back.
Help, please.
Thank God.
Ted, check the room.
I thought you said there
was just one entity.
That was the first time I have
ever seen that woman.
There's nothin', they're gone.
It's okay.
Ted, see what else you can find out.
Uh, I think that's a bad idea.
We need to know more about this thing.
You'll be fine.
Oh, this is such a bad idea.
I think it's outside.
There's a light in the case.
Fantastic, there's a light in the case.
Shit, shit, shit.
Damn it.
Turn his head, please.
It fed off of him.
Yeah, they do that.
That's extraordinarily unusual.
Ghosts don't normally feed.
Hey.
No, there's nothin' down here.
I don't know.
I guess I scared it off or something.
Elizabeth, I think I need you.
Oh my.
We should go downstairs.
Oh God.
That's Sam.
Sam.
Sam!
It will consume you all.
Where did she go?
It will consume you all.
Sam.
Sam.
Sam, please.
Jessica, be careful.
Sam.
Sam, please.
Talk to me.
What did I miss?
I saw Sam.
Going in three, two.
We've experienced plenty
of extraordinary phenomena
over the course of our travels.
But last night was historical.
An occurrence so vivid
no one could dare
question its authenticity.
As you have so clearly seen,
I witnessed the supernatural entities
contained in the music box in question,
including the soul of former
owner Samantha Griffin.
But this is more than
an ordinary haunting.
It's an attack.
Warfare on a spiritual level.
Thankfully, they've
entrusted their safety to us.
And I promise you,
it's a war I plan to win.
Too much or too theatrical?
No, it'll be great for the website.
All right, well, let's
present our findings
and then plan for later today.
Are we sure that's the best option?
I'm certain.
But an exorcism?
They've dangerous for us included.
I say we attempt the other two options.
Other two options?
One is a shot in the dark and
the other is an impossibility.
Who in their right minds
would wanna take their place?
Okay, then we get a priest to do it.
What the hell is wrong with you?
This isn't some routine haunting.
I want us to be the ones that stop it.
Elizabeth, you know all bets
are off doing an exorcism.
Even under the best
possible circumstances,
this could end badly.
And I don't know how comfortable I am
with you taking that kind of risk.
I don't care what
you're comfortable with.
This is the sort of
risk that I live for.
This is what we do.
Yeah, and I thought we
were a little bit more
than just come coworkers.
And we are.
But when we're investigating,
I call the shots.
We agreed.
So, I can count on you?
You know me.
I'd follow you to hell if need be.
All good boys want to die.
All good boys want to die.
All good boys want to die.
All good boys want to die.
All good boys want to die.
All good boys want to die.
All good boys want to die.
All good boys want to die.
They're ready.
Just a second.
So, was last night enough of
an experience for you, doctor?
That is an understatement.
Honestly?
I've never been more afraid in my life.
Can you get rid of it?
I'll be frank, I've never
seen anything quite like this.
We're not dealing with a haunting.
It is, in fact, worse.
So, what exactly is worse?
A demon.
A very powerful one, I believe.
It's the only way I
can explain the speed
and complexity of your situation.
Worst of all, it's using
the box to latch onto you.
To feed off of you.
Yeah, it sure got a
piece out of me last night,
now, didn't it?
Not just physically,
but spiritually as well.
This thing is feeding
on your life forces.
And not just when the cameras
catch it, but continuously.
And then there are the others.
You're talking about Samantha.
From last night.
Oh my God.
Those poor people.
I'm afraid that's not all.
Ted, if you would.
My eyes.
Someone help me, please.
My eyes.
Please, someone just let me die.
- Please, someone help me.
- Stop it.
Please.
If you can hear me...
I said stop it, goddamnit!
I'm sorry you had to experience that.
Why would it do that to her?
Demons seek to harm, to trap.
To do anything in their power
to keep a soul from
traveling to its final rest.
Make no mistake.
These souls are in agony.
They are by all account in hell.
Oh God.
Can we save her?
I believe so.
And more pressingly, you as well.
Yeah, and how do you plan to do that?
I believe we should perform an exorcism.
A what?
You mean like with a priest?
The authority to cast
out demons and evil spirits
doesn't rest within
the archaic structure
of the Catholic church,
but in the authority given to Christians
who are redeemed by the blood of Christ.
John 1:12.
Christians have the right to
be called the children of God.
So, I can help you.
In fact, she's better than a priest.
Oh, that's just great.
She's versed in other
methods of expulsion.
So if something goes wrong,
she can adapt, try something else.
But we're not possessed.
We're not puking up green bile.
This thing isn't trying to inhabit you.
It's trying to control you, consume you.
And if we don't separate what
binds you, it will succeed.
Can you set it in the box, please.
What's with the salt?
It acts as a purifier.
It should lessen
the supernatural activity
you've been experiencing
and hopefully weaken
it by this afternoon.
I should have everything
we need at my office.
Do you want me to come with you?
No.
No, if something happens,
I don't want you to miss it.
Keep the cameras rolling if you can.
Got it.
Everything will be fine.
I promise.
You know what always
makes me feel better?
Greasy pizza.
I can't imagine what you
guys have gone through.
Hell, continue to go through.
Is it gonna be bad?
It's best not to think about it.
But when it's over,
you're gonna be free.
And she can do this?
The exorcism, I mean.
She can.
Dr. Harris is an amazing woman.
There was this young boy.
He had an imaginary
friend he called Mr. Man.
It told him to define awful things.
He burned his dog alive.
He even tried to stab his
six month old little brother.
His parents tried doctors and shrinks.
But Mr. Man always came back.
Somehow they got our number,
so we investigated.
Dr. Harris and I performed an exorcism.
And finally, after several days,
Mr. Man left.
It almost killed Elizabeth.
But last I heard, that kid starts
high school next year.
So try not to sorry about it, okay?
Everything'll work out.
Yep.
All right, I'll tell them.
That was the doc,
she'll be back in a few.
So, who wants the last slice?
All you.
All right, let's get this over with.
Where do you wanna set up?
Dining room should be sufficient.
All right, let's do it.
Let's get this done quickly.
I wanna do this before night.
You need anything else?
Just your absolute trust.
Ready?
You know, I haven't had
a moment to cry for Samantha.
Been so fucking scared for my own life,
I haven't even really
had a chance to grieve.
It's understandable.
Doesn't make it right.
I did this to us.
I killed her.
And maybe us.
No, no.
Don't do that to yourself, okay.
This is just a fucked up situation.
I mean, I can't believe
we are even considering
a fucking exorcism.
What's the alternative?
Die?
It's just, an exorcism
sounds so fucking mystical,
you know?
I mean, I was expecting
someone with a PhD
to give us a more realistic solution.
I guess unrealistic situations
call for unrealistic solutions.
I guess.
But whatever happens this
afternoon, I love you.
We're ready.
Just a second.
You know, it's not
too late to reconsider.
Of course it is.
You just make sure
I look good out there.
You do a good job of that on your own.
If it goes wrong, finish the book.
I'll give this to you
the moment we're done.
You know I couldn't do
this without you, right?
Hey dad.
Yeah, not getting your money's worth.
Just a rough day.
Pop quiz.
How's mom?
Good.
Good.
Well, um,
I gotta go.
Plenty to do.
Okay.
Bye dad.
We're ready.
Don't break the circle and
you should be fine.
I apologize for any discomfort.
In the name of the...
Father, Son and Holy Spirit.
Our father who art in heaven,
hallowed be thy name, thy kingdom come,
thy will be done on Earth
as it is in heaven.
Give us this day our daily bread
and forgive us our trespasses
as we forgive those
who trespass against us.
Lead us not into temptation,
but deliver us from evil.
Amen.
In the name of God almighty,
I demand you, release
these children of God.
God demands it.
I demand it.
Free them now.
Doc.
That just means we have its attention.
Holy Michael, archangel,
defend us in this day of battle.
Be our safeguard against the wickedness
and snares of the devil.
May God rebuke him, we humbly pray.
Thrust down to hell satan
and all other evil spirits
who wander through the world
seeking the ruin of souls.
Amen.
You have no hold over these souls.
You have no right to that
which belongs to the one true God.
Elizabeth.
Elizabeth, look.
Hold your ground.
They're just trying to scare us.
It's working.
What the fuck.
Cole, don't move.
That's what they want.
What, are you fuckin' nuts?
Cole, don't leave me.
You cannot save them.
You cannot save us.
You cannot save yourself.
In the name of the Father,
Son and Holy Spirit.
God is not with you.
You have no power.
No, it you who have no power.
You have made a life of death.
The light will give you what you seek.
God is the light.
You will free these children of God.
We command you.
He commands you.
I command you.
Go home.
You're free.
And you.
Go back to the hell that spawned you.
What happened?
That's over.
We won.
What will you do with it?
Figure out a way to destroy it.
Not 'til we study it.
It's not tethered to anyone,
so it's harmless at the moment.
What about Sam?
Is she gonna be okay?
She's free.
I don't know how to thank you.
Is there anything we
can do to repay you?
You signed the releases, right?
Letting us share your
story is thanks enough.
Yeah.
I gotta be honest.
I don't really feel any different.
You've been through a lot.
Just give it some time.
We about ready?
This is the last of it.
Just give me a moment.
Okay.
Oh my God.
Ted.
Ted, get in here!
Now!
- Quickly!
- Wait here.
Elizabeth?
Elizabeth!
Elizabeth!
Elizabeth!
Elizabeth!
Oh no.
Oh God, no, no.
No, no, no.
No.
They're still in danger.
How you doing?
Let's worry about you guys first.
Cole, you ready?
Yeah, I'm coming.
All right, so, how can
we fuck this up any more?
Don't give up yet.
Dr. Harris shared two
other options with me.
I sure as shit hope they're better
than the last one she came up with.
Cole.
She died trying to help you.
We're gonna die from
her trying to help us.
Cole.
You're not the only
one who's hurting here.
Fine.
I'm sorry.
As I was saying.
Dr. Harris shared two other options.
And why are we
just hearing about them, Ted?
Because they're long shots.
Oh, that's just great.
They're long shots.
So, that should be good.
One, find somebody
willing to take your place.
Perfect.
Find someone who deserves
the fucking thing,
then just give it to them.
No, it doesn't work that way.
If it isn't a willing sacrifice,
the box will just come back.
We didn't know what it was.
That's because it didn't have
a living victim at the time.
What's the other?
Find the person who made the box.
Get 'em to remove the curse.
We got the box from a yard sale.
I mean, who knows where
he could have gotten it from?
Could you find this place again?
Mm-hmm.
Wait, so, our lives
depend on a yard sale?
We are fucking dead.
This is great, I'm fucking done.
Hey, I know we failed
you up to this point,
but that doesn't mean it's over.
Cole, are you okay?
Am I okay?
Absolutely not, I'm fuckin' dead, Jess.
Well, I'm not ready to give up.
Just give it a day or two.
It'll sink in.
Cole?
- Cole.
- Go.
Cole.
Cole.
Cole.
Cole!
Cole.
Fuck!
Cole.
Cole.
I'll see you soon.
Cole.
Cole!
Cole, wake up!
Cole, no!
He's dead.
Cole.
Cole, wake up.
Oh God.
You okay?
I'm not even sad anymore.
I just keep thinking about
the easiest way to do myself in.
Poison.
Jump in front of a car.
Hang myself like Sam.
Bury myself alive.
It's funny, I don't wanna die,
but it's all I can think about.
All good girls want to die.
All good girls want to die.
All good girls want to die.
All good girls want to die.
Let's just go.
All good girls want to die.
We're losing daylight.
Is this it?
Yeah, this is it.
Can I help you?
Yes, sir.
I had a question about
something my friend bought here.
It was at a yard sale a few weeks ago.
Yeah, I remember you.
We're wondering if you could
tell us where it came from.
I told you, it belonged to my wife.
Is she home?
Can we talk to her about it?
She's dead.
I'm so sorry.
She killed herself, didn't she?
That's none of your business.
Look, you both should leave.
Now.
Look, since we've bought this thing,
three people have killed
themselves, just like your wife.
That's no coincidence.
You probably had your suspicions, right?
Noticed a change in her personality?
Please.
You may be the only person
who can save my life.
All right, fine.
Come in.
I apologize for the mess.
I don't get much company these days.
Please, have a seat.
Can I get either of
you something to drink?
Oh, no thanks.
Well, I need something.
So, if you'll excuse me for a moment.
Well, that went well.
Honestly, I expected him
to slam the door in our faces.
Let's just see what he knows,
get out of here.
So.
You think that little box
killed my wife, huh?
Yes, I do.
You know how that sounds?
Crazy, we know.
But the thing inside that box
makes people hurt themselves.
My best friend hung herself.
My boyfriend poisoned himself.
Dr. Harris, she...
We found her with her wrists slit.
Look, I'm sorry.
Sincerely, I am.
But you see,
my wife electrocuted herself.
She didn't do that to herself.
Of course she did.
No, you haven't seen this thing.
It's an ugly, horrible thing
that feeds on people
until there's nothin' left.
Stop it.
My wife did this to herself, okay.
Not because some little girl
forced her to.
Now, look, I think it's time
you both should go.
Please.
Let me mourn the loss
of my wife in peace.
But how did you know
it was a little girl?
You saw her, too.
That little girl is my daughter.
- Don't.
- Whoa, whoa, whoa.
All right, all right, all right.
Sit.
All right.
You knew.
How?
You see, God took
my little girl from me.
So I had to go to somebody else
to bring her back.
All I had to do was to prove
how much I hated God
for taking her from us.
Believe me, I was glad to prove it.
She killed my friends.
My little girl has killed
a lot of people.
So you've done this before?
Oh yeah.
Quite a few times.
Unfortunately, it's necessary.
You are just as much
of a monster as she is.
No.
I'm a father.
You see, once the deed is done,
my little girl always
comes back to her daddy.
Sometimes...
Sometimes I'll find her
in there playing.
So you wanna find somebody
to free you from it, right?
Some way to save yourself?
Well, I won't.
So you just let this
thing kill your wife?
She didn't kill my wife.
Nancy wanted that.
She wanted the be with her child.
Now get up.
Get up.
I'll see you soon, honey.
So you're just gonna let me die?
Oh, you're already dead, sweetie.
You see, my little girl's attracted
to the younger people, you know.
Especially those that take
their lives for granted.
You see, the more
she looks like my little girl,
the closer to death you are.
You want some advice?
Kill her.
That way she might have a chance
of at least keeping her soul.
Now get out of my house.
All right, okay.
All good girls want to die.
All good girls want to die.
All good girls want to die.
(music grows more tense
I will shoot you.
Do it.
You'll be doing me a favor.
What's the matter?
Little girl won't let you get in
the way of its meal?
Jess, don't do this.
Think about it.
All good boys want to die.
I have.
All good boys want to die.
All good boys want to die.
It stole my friends.
Please, no, my little girl, she needs...
No, Jess!
What the hell were you thinking?
Let go.
Come on, come on,
we have to go right now.
Go, go!
I miss you, doc.
I don't know how to save her.
What would you do, doc?
Jessica?
Jessica?
Jess, Jess!
All good girls want to die.
All good girls want to die.
- Jessica, please talk to me.
- All good girls want to die.
There's nothing left to talk about.
- All good girls want to die.
- I'm going to burn.
Oh Jess, come on.
Jess, Jess.
Jess, please, let me fix this.
Jess!
All good girls want to die.
All good girls want to die.
Then fix it.
All good girls want to die.
All good girls want to die.
I can't do that.
Wait, Jess.
- Jess, wait.
- All good girls want to die.
All good girls want to die.
All good girls want to die.
Thank you, Ted.
All good girls want to die.
All good girls want to die.
All good girls want to die.
All good girls want to die.
All good girls want to die.
- All good girls want to die.
- Oh God, please forgive me.
All good girls want to die.
All good girls...
Fuck!
- All good girls want to die.
- I can't do it.
I can't do it.
- All good girls want to die.
- Fire it is, then.
Jessica.
It's still your life.
- All good girls want to die.
- Jess, it's still your life.
Let's figure this out.
Come on, Jess.
All good girls want to die.
All good girls want to die.
Jessica, give me the box.
No.
No, I couldn't.
It's the only way.
I couldn't let you do that for me.
It's already done.
When the police come,
blame everything on me.
Carl, Cole and Dr. Harris, everything.
But why?
You hardly know me?
I have a promise to keep.
No.
It's okay, Jess.
Ted.
Hey dad.
No, I'm okay.
I'm okay.
I'll be home in a few hours.
Probably not next semester.
No.
No, there's something more
important I need to do right now.
Okay, yeah.
I'll see you soon.
Bye.
All good boys want to die.
All good boys want to die.
All good boys want to die.
All good boys want to die.
All good boys want to die.
All good boys want to die.
All good boys want to die.
All good boys want to die.
All good boys want to die.
All good boys want to die.
All good boys want to die.