Why aren't you upstairs? I needed a drink. Grace! Wait a minute! It's nowhere near the...

[the group is huddled in the conservatory. Nell, Theo, and Markway are asleep as Luke enters and takes a drink from a liquor bottle, when the door suddenly slams shut by itself, waking everyone up!] Dr. John Markway: [to Luke] Why aren't you upstairs? Luke Sanderson: I needed a drink. [suddenly there are sounds of wind blowing and then distant yet distinct pounding is heard] Dr. John Markway: Grace! Luke Sanderson: Wait a minute! It's nowhere near the nursery... it's down here. Theodora: Seems we've been on this kick before. Eleanor Lance: Next vacation I must really go somewhere else! [the pounding becomes louder and closer] Eleanor Lance: [thinking; voice-over] It knows my name, this time it knows my name! Dr. John Markway: I have to go out there. Eleanor Lance: [shouting] No, no! It hasn't hurt me. Why should it hurt her? Dr. John Markway: She might try to do something about it! [the pounding stops] Eleanor Lance: Is it over, Theo? Is it? Theodora: No, I'm still cold. It's going to start everything all over again! [the pounding resumes violently and loudly against the closed door] Eleanor Lance: [screaming] It can't get in! It can't get in! Don't let it get in! [the pounding stops and the doorknob jiggles] Eleanor Lance: [whimpering] God, it knows I'm here! [the door begins to buckle and bend in on itself, Luke in his horror drops his bottle] Luke Sanderson: Doc... I'll let you have the house cheap! [the bulging door returns to normal, the wind is heard blowing again, and soon the pounding footsteps resume and head upstairs] Eleanor Lance: [thinking to herself; voice-over] Go on and on and come back again until it finds me! On and on and on until it finds me!

"Crazy" is the word for it, all right. - Get something and wipe it off, Luke. -But it's crazy. Why? Why all the fuss? it spelled her name right, didn't it? - It spelled out my name. - Take it easy. It's my name. it belongs to me, and something is using it. - Listen to me-- -Writing it, calling me with my name! - Just because your name-- -That's it! It knows my name, doesn't it? - It knows my name! - Simmer down, Nell. It could have said any of us. It knows all our names. Did you write it? Please tell me. I won't be angry or anything. I just want to know so that... Maybe it was only for a joke to frighten me. You know none of us wrote it, baby. - She's lying. I could swear she did it. -Easy, Eleanor, easy. I clear breakfast at 10:00. - Why should I wanna write your name? -I set lunch at 1. I didn't wait to have breakfast with you. - That's the way I agreed to. -You're way out, baby. You don't know Theo as I'm beginning to. - I clear up at 10. - Mrs. Dudley, please! - Nobody blames you for being upset. -it's 10:00. Why me? Why should I be the one chosen? Maybe something in the house finds you a kindred spirit. Maybe it thinks you have more understanding and sympathy than the rest of us. Hmm. Maybe you wrote it yourself. Oh, sure, I'm just the kind to want to see my name... ...scribbled all over this foul house. Well, it's one way to attract attention, isn't it? You think I like the idea I'm the center of attention? Why are you all done up in that new hairstyle? You... - You suggested I change my hair. - That's enough, Eleanor. How dare you? How dare you? Can't you see, Eleanor... ...Theo's just trying to get a rise out of you so you won't be frightened? Mm-hm. Oh. I'm sorry. Take Eleanor to her room, Theo. We'll postpone the tour of the house till this afternoon. Okay, but don't forget. I don't want to spend another night... ...wondering what's over my head or underneath me. You wouldn't leave me behind, would you? No one will leave you behind.