American Exorcist (2018) Movie Script

Oh! White Christmas.
[all laughing]
It's been so long.
I forgot
what it felt like.
Life is wasted
on the living.
Oh, you don't even know
what you got.
[indistinct chatter]
[drunken laughter]
What are you doing
after the party?
- [woman] Oh, you're the boss.
- I'm the boss!
Hey, hey.
Let me just
hop in here, Hal.
Pour ourselves a drink.
Could use one.
Didn't make my quarter
this year.
Probably not going
to make it.
Oh, yeah.
Not for lack of trying,
Bud stole my leads.
- You're the boss.
- I'm the boss.
Oh, you're the boss.
He actually...
he gave them to me
and then he took them
right back.
Took them back.
God, I hate cold corn.
Bud-oostie, huh?
He's boffing his secretary while
he's got a wife at home.
Oh, yeah, boss baby. Oh, yeah.
I hate this job.
[elevator dings]
Mrs. Elwood.
Did you know?
Look, I hate him just as much
as you do, trust me.
Oh, I doubt it.
- Oh, no, no, please, please!
- [gunshot]
- Oh, shit!
- Hey, Bud!
[Bud grunting]
Your wife's here.
- None of you can be trusted!
- [all scream]
None of you.
- [woman screams]
- [gunshot]
- I'm the boss, baby.
- Oh, you're the boss.
[sighs and laughs]
[cocks gun]
[both moan]
[racking gun]
Oh, I'm so fucking close.
[cocks gun]
[Bud groans]
Oh, yeah, you're the boss!
I'm the boss!
Oh, jeez...
You're not the man
I married.
[cocks gun]
This place has changed you.
Are you fucking nuts?
Stay right where you are.
Holly, honey,
- I can explain...
- Shut up.
You can't talk your way
out of this one.
- [gunshot]
- [Bud] Please, I'm sorry!
Apology accepted.
- [gunshot]
- [glass shatters]
[cocks gun]
I still love you.
Every minute with you
has been a shrieking hell.
[whimpers and screams]
[groans loudly]
[fast pace music plays]
[turns ignition off]
[doorbell rings]
When they said sisters,
I thought they meant
a pair of nuns.
No, sir, we're blood.
I'm Ren,
this is Georgette.
Can you help my daughter?
We're the only ones
who can.
It's best if
you wait outside.
- [man] Well, what can I do?
- [Georgette] Pray.
She looks sick.
She is sick.
No, like she needs a doctor.
You wanted to be a part
of the family business?
Then do like Grandma
taught us.
Get her feet.
Get her feet.
[woman snarling]
[Ren and Georgette grunting]
Be ready.
We'll trap it
with this.
It's holy.
I'm speaking to the entity
within this girl.
This body is not yours.
Leave now, or be trapped here
for all eternity.
[in demonic voice]
I will kill you.
[in normal voice]
Please. I need a doctor.
Please. Help me.
I need a doctor.
Quick, the box.
Give me the box.
We should stop.
It's too late.
[girl sobbing]
Be gone!
Be gone! Be gone!
Don't break the circle.
Don't break the circle.
Georgette! Georgette!
[indistinct voices]
- So they're making this all up.
- I just want to finish.
Are you calling
these people liars?
I'm just saying they're
Ah, misinformed.
If you're just joining us,
welcome Georgette DuBois,
professional skeptic.
A new book,
The Irrational God,
DuBois reveals a softer side.
The book covers
her childhood,
including her own
struggles with faith,
and her discovery of science.
She became famous for her
pioneering work in psychology.
But these days,
her reputation stems mostly
from her crusade against faith
healers and psychic mediums.
What I do is a little bit
more complicated than that.
You're on a mission
against the faithful.
I'm referring to your run-in
with Father Heaven Lee,
the exorcist.
Oh, you mean
Harrison Miller Lee,
the indicted criminal.
There are those that say
he cured them.
He's a parasite.
Aren't some things
beyond explanation?
Don't some things
require faith?
It's one thing not to know,
but we can't stop
looking for answers.
You know, in the 19th century,
the work of serial killers
was mistaken for evidence
of werewolves or vampires.
We have to confront
the ugly truths.
We can't keep hiding
from reality
in some well-meaning
fairy tale.
Well, you're not
buying it.
I have 100 years
of medicine on my side.
If your loved one
is speaking in tongues,
then they're probably
having a seizure,
not a message from God.
You're building a career
by tearing down the institutions
and beliefs that are
important to millions.
Do you ever feel your skepticism
is alienating, Miss DuBois?
I've always been
the odd man out.
Maybe you fit in
by being the odd man.
You come from a long line
of fortune-tellers and mediums.
Do you not?
Is this crusade something
more personal, perhaps?
Is this just an act of defiance
against your family?
No, it's quite the opposite,
Nothing would make me happier
than finding evidence
of the supernatural.
Stay right there.
When we return,
we'll hear from...
You look lost.
I don't believe
I'm in the right place.
Well, where are you
supposed to be?
Is this the American Building?
I'm here about the disturbances.
I believe we spoke on the phone.
Oh, yeah.
Yeah, I barely recognized
your voice.
There was a doggy barking
pretty loudly in the background.
Yes, I...
I have quite a few,
Yes, me too.
Can't help collecting strays.
Well, everybody
needs a good home.
You know, I couldn't
have said that better myself.
This place was originally
an apartment complex.
And then a hotel
for about a minute.
And offices ever since.
There was a time when more than
a thousand people
walked through this lobby
every morning.
Yup, those were the days.
[Georgette] This is actually
my first office job.
Should we start
with the crime scene?
Yes, please.
[elevator doors slide open]
Now, Mrs. Elwood
shot Mr. Elwood
right next to where
you're standing.
And then she turned
the gun on herself.
A crime of passion.
I guess so.
Smaller than I imagined.
What do coffins
and condoms have in common?
Um... I don't know.
They're both for stiffs.
So, what's the power
situation up here?
Still purrs like a pussycat.
Be a dear and go throw
the switch
in that box by the elevator.
So is the activity
always concentrated
around the holidays?
Christmas always seems
to bring bad luck.
Let's see.
I mean, the architect died
the day the building opened,
back in December 24th, 1919.
Elevator crash.
Jeez, talk about a bad sign.
Yeah. It gets worse.
Let's see, there was
the suicide in '38.
Arson in '54.
Outbreak in '76.
There were rumors
of a curse.
The girls in the typing pool
claimed to have seen
weird things.
But it wasn't until
the massacre of '84
that business really
dried up.
So management is hoping
that you will help
to put an end
to the ghost stories.
Well, there's an explanation
for everything.
I'll leave it to
the professionals, then.
If you need me,
I'm going to be doing
my rounds.
I left you a hard hat
and a walkie.
Don't be afraid to use
either one.
I like to be left alone
as much as possible.
Less chance of contamination.
Fine by me.
Merry Christmas.
No, I'm not a Christian.
Oh, well.
Happy Solstice.
[elevator dings]
[shutters click]
- [device beeps]
- Point-zero-zero-zero-two.
[device beeps]
[device beeps]
- [device beeps]
- Point-zero-zero-zero-two.
EMF readings are normal.
Background radiation
is normal.
Alpha waves are normal.
There's an unusual high level
of lead particles in the air,
but that doesn't seem to be
uncommon for a building this...
December 24th is reportedly
a very popular time of the year
for this building's
However, there doesn't seem
to be any evidence
to support those claims.
This case is reminiscent
of Loup City, Nebraska.
Turned out to be a raccoon
nesting in the ceiling.
I really hope
it's not a raccoon.
It's real sugar!
[Ren over answering machine]
Hi, you've reached Ren.
Leave a message.
- [answering machine beeps]
- Hey.
Hey, it's me.
I haven't called in a while.
At least not since last year.
I'm actually in town
on business.
It's crazy how this town
stays the same.
I saw Pete down on 9th Street
selling Christmas trees.
That guy's got to be, like,
a million years old by now.
What does he sell
in the summertime?
Palm trees?
I know, I know,
it's corny.
But I bet you laughed.
Anyways, um...
just wanted to wish
you a Merry Christmas,
and I miss you.
[man over walkie-talkie]
Quit playing with the lights.
I'm sorry.
It won't happen again.
For your own safety.
I'm not trying to hassle you.
No, no, you're right.
I'll be more careful.
[faucet squeaks]
[tap water runs]
Hello? Is...
is someone out there?
Is there someone there?
[tap water running]
[water turns off]
[stall door creaks]
Sure, why not?
All right,
what do we got?
Oh, buddy,
what happened to you?
[bulb falls]
[screams and gasps]
Now what?
[camera clicks]
[camera shutters clicking]
Oh, God, stop!
Come on, come on, come on.
Come on, where are you?
What is that?
[static crackling
over walkie-talkie]
[switch clicks]
[muttering indistinctly]
- [static crackles]
- I think we have a problem here.
[man's voice breaking up
over static]
I think... I think
we have a bad connection.
If you can hear me,
the power is out.
Stay where you are.
I'll see if...
Come again?
[static crackles over voice]
Come on.
You know, technically
this is trespassing,
and I will call the police.
Hey, I'm talking to you.
Excuse me.
[phone rings]
[woman on phone]
Is anyone there?
Yes, I can hear you.
Please help me.
Who is this?
What's happening to you?
There's something...
th-th-there's something
behind my eyes.
Where are you calling from?
Send help to the American
Building, Apartment 1106.
No, no. I'm...
I'm the only person
here tonight.
This building's been vacant
for almost 30 years now.
[heavy breathing over phone]
Oh, God, I can feel it
crawling inside of me.
Just breathe.
I see what it sees.
Make it stop!
Make it stop!
Make it stop!
I'm going to cut it out.
No, no, no, no.
Don't do that.
I don't know how much longer
I can last.
There's something inside of me.
it's an angel.
It's an...
Are you still there?
Wait. Wait.
It stopped.
I think it...
[woman shrieks]
[wet gurgling over phone]
[breathing heavily]
No, no, no.
This can't be right.
Plan B.
Come on, come on, come on.
Oh, God, no.
[clock chimes]
[Georgette sighs]
[heavy breathing]
[crystals ringing]
They don't make them
like this anymore.
[speaking foreign language]
To the entity that resides
in this building...
I call to you.
[crystals chiming]
Come on, answer me.
[wind gusting]
[loud shrieks]
[chalk squeaking]
I demand to know
who I'm talking to.
[chalk squeaking stops]
You're not welcome here.
By whom?
[chalk scratching]
[runs hand across board]
What do you want from me?
[chalk scratching]
[breathing heavily]
[chalk squeaking]
No! No!
[muffled moans]
Oh, God! Why?
Help me!
Help! Help!
Ain't coming back!
And if you ever read
the Book of Revelations,
you know that we're
all insane.
Other books move in behind.
It's just not a book
that's fiction.
It's a fact.
And do you want
to be left alone
on the earth
as we're all ascending?
Please... help me.
Be gone.
- Forget it! Be gone.
- Stop.
Don't break the circle.
Forget it!
- [grunts]
- No!
[spits and coughs]
[ceiling fan rattling]
Oh, my God.
[ceiling fan creaking]
Okay, so that satellite thing
is going to be the rooftop cap.
what the hell is this?
It's colder...
gutters with cores
of pure...
[mutters indistinctly]
It's a cage.
A cage for what?
For something that's...
For something
that's intangible.
Oh, God.
I'm in the heart
of a machine.
DuBois? What...?
Let's see.
I mean, the architect died
the day the building opened.
Elevator crash.
[metal clanging]
- [people screaming]
- [loud crash]
[man] Let's see, there
was the suicide in '38.
[gasps and screams]
Arson in '54.
[people screaming]
Outbreak in '76.
It wasn't until
the massacre of '84
- that business really dried up.
- [Bud] I'm the boss!
[Bud gasping and wheezing]
No! No!
[sobs and whimpers]
No! No.
Ow! Fuck!
[turns tap water off]
[Georgette whimpers]
- [glass breaks]
- [footsteps running]
[heavy footfalls thudding]
[demonic snarling]
[heavy footfalls]
- [demon growling]
- Ashes to ashes, dust to dust,
where they may be gone from us.
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust,
where they may be gone from us.
Ashes to ashes,
dust to dust,
where they may be gone from us.
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust,
where they may be gone from us.
[overlapping voices]
[demon growls]
[device beeps]
[sighs and sniffles]
I messed up.
I'm in over my head.
Like always.
Do you remember Shadow?
I don't know what made me
think of her.
That dog was scared
of everything.
She would bark at everyone
that came near her,
and howl every single time
we left her home alone.
It took enough just to get her
outside by herself.
But she was brave
in her own way.
Even in the end,
she was too stupid
to just roll over and die.
We had to put her down.
I didn't cry.
We knew.
I knew that she would
be going to a better place.
But when I lost you...
...everything changed.
And I was so scared
that after all of this,
there was nothing.
I really wish you were here
right now.
You would know
what to do.
You always did.
What would you do?
What would you do?
What is that?
[demonic voices overlapping]
Oh, God.
[gasps and laughs]
White Christmas.
What the fuck?
It's been too long.
I forgot what it felt like.
Life is wasted
on the living.
You don't even know
what you've got.
What do coffins and condoms
have in common?
They're both for stiffs.
I'm the boss.
I'm the boss.
I'm the boss.
You're not the man
I married.
[cocks gun]
This place has changed you.
Stay right where you are!
Shut up!
You can't talk your way
out of this one.
Apology accepted.
- I still love you!
- [gunshot]
- [gasps]
- It's time.
Stop. Don't come any closer.
I know what you are.
You're evil,
and this place is your prison.
Blood of your blood
chained me here.
But tonight,
the longest night,
I'll soon be flesh.
You're cursed.
And you are my salvation.
I won't help you.
You already have.
Aah! Aah!
[gasps and pants]
What are you going
to do to me?
[groans loudly]
I need a body.
It's the only way out.
No. No.
Father will become son.
[wheezing breaths]
Son becomes the father.
[Georgette gasps]
Be still.
Be safe.
I'll protect you, Mother.
[keys rattling]
Your wickedness is being
burned away by my seed.
Oh! Aah! No! No!
Oh, God!
Soon, you will only know love
and devotion for your child.
You will nurture me,
spiritually and physically...
until I am strong enough.
And then I...
will care for you.
He's an angel.
And know peace.
Help! Help me, somebody!
Help. Somebody help me.
Little monsters
fit in little boxes.
[in demonic voice]
I'm a big fucking monster!
Get away from there.
What are you doing?
Suicide's a sin.
You'll never see
your sister again.
You'll never get
into heaven.
You'll never get out
of hell.
[monitors beep]
[doctors speaking indistinctly]
[monitors beeping]
- [baby cries]
- [doctor] Okay.
[monitors beeping rapidly]
[doctors speaking indistinctly]
[baby crying]
[slow music plays]