Catch them.
Kill them.
What's wrong, Ronnie?
I love you, Jodie.
Suffolk County Police.
- Everybody's dead.
- What do you mean, everybody's dead?
A guy came running into the bar and said
that his mother and father were shot.
I've been to a lot of crime scenes.
I never saw anything like this.
Six members of the family
were found last night,
in bed, shot, and killed.
Killed were Ronald DeFeo,
his wife and four of their children.
The sole survivor of the family,
22-year-old Ronald "Butch" DeFeo Junior,
is said to have discovered the bodies.
Police state that for his own safety,
they're holding him in protective custody.
Five of the victims
were found shot face down on their beds.
A sixth was found in the closet.
No one seemed to stir in their sleep.
It's odd.
Suffolk County Police
have charged Ronald DeFeo Junior.
The accused told police
he heard voices from within the house
telling him to murder his family.
- Boo!
- Oh, God.
Dammit.
- Hey, Michael.
- Hey, baby. You OK?
George, what are you doing to my mom?
Nothing.
- Yet.
- You perve.
Come on up here, little man.
You can make it.
Oh, you're getting heavy.
Did you meet my dad?
No.
Never had the pleasure, pal.
Do I have to call you "Dad" now?
- Guess what?
- What?
- You can call me whatever you want.
- Anything?
- Yep.
- Cool.
- Anything.
- Cool.
- "Stinky"?
- Sure.
- "Poopy-head"? "Crap-monkey-fart"?
- We gotta draw the line somewhere, pal.
All right.
- This sucks.
- You're not kiddin'.
Billy.
Look, maybe we'll grab something
on the way to school. What do you say?
I'm not hungry. And I can walk to school.
No, you can't.
And get your feet off the chair.
- I could drop you a couple of blocks away.
- I'm 12 years old.
Before you plan your retirement party,
we're gonna drop you off at school.
We got a big day.
Why? Where are you guys going?
- Mom, can you help me?
- Oh, Michael.
- Houses here are out of our price range.
- Not according to this.
- Oh, well, then it's gotta be true.
- Think positively.
I'm positive that houses here
are out of our price range.
- Look, when the business is going good...
- There.
- What?
- That's it.
- Look. Baby, look.
- Honey.
412 Ocean Avenue.
- It's beautiful.
- What?
Look how friendly they are here, honey.
They get like that when they think
they're gonna make a sale. Play it cool.
Kathy! Katherine!
Or not.
- Hi there.
- I'm Kathy Lutz.
- Just call me Edith. This is your husband?
- George.
This is an amazing house.
You are going to love it.
Just follow me in here.
Careful on the steps there.
Holy s**t.
- Excuse me.
- Let me show you the rest of the house.
- This is a mistake.
- How's that?
What? No, I mean your ad in the paper.
See, this is... It's gotta be a misprint,
cos I'm a contractor
and I know what
a place like this should cost.
And if this is... well, if this is true,
then this is the deal of a lifetime.
And what is wrong with that?
- Come on.
- I love it.
- There's a vibrant history here.
- Vibrant history.
The house was built in 1692 -
at least, the basement.
The rest was added from that foundation.
It's one of the oldest
Dutch Colonials in Long Island.
That's impressive.
This room would be perfect for children,
if you have any.
And the views.
Well, have a look for yourselves.
- There's a boathouse.
- Oh, all you need now is a boat, right?
Actually, George has a speedboat.
Well, this place
sounds like it's made for you.
And this is your basement.
As you can see, it's very spacious.
It can be a game room, a playroom.
Let's have a look.
L'll just wait up here.
Yep. Looks like a basement.
So, what do you guys think?
- I think you look foxy in that skirt.
- Stop it. Come on.
Yes. Yes, OK.
It's a value.
It's a value for people with money.
Look, if we do this,
we are gonna be eating drywall for a year.
We deserve this, George.
You deserve this.
How many times do you tell me
how hard you work for so little?
Maybe today's the day it all pays off.
- We'll make sacrifices.
- Huge sacrifices.
I understand that.
Listen, honey, this is the life we want.
- We're happy?
- Yes, we're happy.
She's happy. I'm broke.
Hold on. Hold on. Hold on.
So, look, I gotta ask.
What's the catch?
There's always a catch.
There was a tragedy.
A crime.
A murder.
- I'm sorry. What?
- In the house?
Several people. A family.
But we've moved on, the whole town.
It is a distant memory now.
And...
The house is fine.
Really.
Doesn't it seem strange
to buy this house, honey?
Well, houses don't kill people.
People kill people.
Just excuse us.
Do you think we can make it work?
You know what?
You want it?
Then we're gonna make it work.
- Really?
- L'll work out of the basement.
And you can, well...
sell one of the kids.
- Hey.
- The little one.
- We're rich. We're rich.
- Rich in something, but it ain't money.
Wait.
- Did you say your prayers?
- Yep. Said 'em twice.
- What did you pray for?
- If I tell you, it won't come true, Mommy.
- Why don't you tell him the truth?
- What?
- Praying doesn't do any good.
- William.
Nobody answered me
when I asked for Dad to be kept alive.
Don't say that.
Sometimes things happen in life
that can't be explained, Billy.
Billy, look at me.
I need you to give George a chance, OK?
You're not being disloyal to Dad
by liking George.
He doesn't want
to be anything but your friend.
And maybe one day something more.
Nobody will ever replace your dad, honey.
- For you too?
- For me too.
- How's Billy?
- He'll be fine.
Our first call.
No, no, no, no.
- Lutz residence, how may I help you?
- Can I talk to my daughter?
Yeah, Trish, she's right here. OK.
Your mother's gotta stop gushing over me.
Seriously. It's embarrassing now.
Hello?
Hey, Ma.
No, we're all moved in.
- Yeah, Ma.
- You cold?
No, Ma... Yeah.
- What is it, baby?
- Nothing.
- Are you OK, baby?
- No.
I don't feel well.
- Give me a kiss. Give me a kiss.
- I can do it. I can do it.
Come here! Come here!
Honey, I'm gonna make you some tea.
How many brothers and sisters
do you have?
- Chelsea?
- Hey, Mommy.
Hi, hon. Who are you talking to?
- The girl who lives in my closet.
- Yeah?
- And what's her name?
- Jodie.
There are plenty of other little girls
to play with in town too.
I know, but Jodie says they're all mean.
Is that Jodie?
No. That's someone else.
Who?
I'm not supposed to say who.
She says he's an A-hole.
You're not allowed to say that word.
George! George!
- Look what I found.
- What is that? Where did you find that?
- Harry and I found it.
- Where?
- In the basement.
- Not the basement. My office.
You listen to me.
You don't go down there. You understand?
Guys, would you help me
with the groceries?
Go on. Go help your mom.
I'm sorry.
Go on. Go on.
- How are you feeling?
- Good.
I found a baby-sitter
off a board at the grocery store.
Billy will love that.
How about we call her
"the young adult sitter"?
Where's Chelsea?
Where's Chelsea?
Chelsea?
Chelsea! Chelsea!
Chelsea? Hey, give me your hand.
Give me your hand, sweetie.
- Chelsea, go to George.
- Come on, sweetie. Give me your hand!
What were you thinking?
You could have fallen in.
Jodie wanted to see the boat.
Somebody should
have been watching you.
Billy, get up.
Billy, I've gotta go pee.
Chelsea...
Goddammit, Harry.
Seriously, are you trying to kill me?
Come on, get away from there.
Hey, that's enough.
Hey!
George?
Hon, what are you doing down here?
It's the only place
that's warm in this damn house.
Somebody keeps opening the windows.
What is that?
You tell me.
- Why don't you come back to bed?
- No, I can't sleep.
- I'm sorry, baby.
- Don't...
Don't talk to me
like I'm one of your kids, OK?
- What?
- The goddamn dog woke me up.
Billy's dog.
- Found him in the boathouse.
- But you locked it.
Yeah. And guess what
I found in Billy's room.
Are you ready to talk about those keys?
There's not a lot in this world
can't be solved with an apology.
I'm not apologising
for something I didn't do...
George.
Get to work, buddy.
"Get to work, buddy."
"Katch 'em"?
George?
George?
George, are you down there?
George?
What? What's the matter?
Did you do that thing with the magnets?
Nothing. Just seeing things, I guess.
- You look hideous.
- You're rather repulsive yourself, Mr Lutz.
- Where's the baby-sitter?
- Baby-sitter?
- I told you guys, I don't need a baby-sitter.
- Baby, I know you can...
I'm not letting her watch us.
She's not coming in.
- She's not coming in.
- Billy, listen to me. I can't leave you.
- I told you I was old enough.
- Hi.
- I'm Lisa, the baby-sitter.
- Great.
Can I take your coat?
OK.
Hi.
I'm Billy.
Are you sure you don't want a baby-sitter?
Would you like me to show you around?
No, it's OK. I know it already.
I used to sit for the DeFeos.
- Kind of freaky being back here.
- I'm Billy.
Yeah. I got you the first time.
Have a good night, Billy.
- This is what we needed, don't you think?
- Yeah. Definitely.
You feeling all right?
You know what? I feel better.
I think I just needed to get out of the house.
Come on. Drink up.
You trying to get me drunk, Mr Lutz?
Well, that's the appeal of marriage, hon.
Hopefully, I won't have to.
Be right out.
Hungry?
Kid, you read my mind.
The kids,
they're going through a tough time.
I guess they're just adjusting to everything.
Yeah. We all are.
Do you feel different?
- What do you mean?
- About us.
About me.
Yeah. Yeah, I do.
I feel like for the first time in my life,
I'm sure about something.
And that's you.
And I'm going to spend
the rest of my life making you happy.
Boy, you know
how to turn on that Lutz charm.
Some people say his tongue is fake.
I think it's all him.
Got this at a pinball arcade.
Cool.
So do you French?
- Do I what?
- Kissing.
Tongues.
No.
Did your family know the DeFeos?
- The who?
- The family that lived here before you.
No. We just moved here.
Well, you know
what happened to them, don't you?
No.
No.
I really shouldn't be telling you this.
Your parents are gonna be pissed.
It's OK.
- Stop. That's not how you play.
- I can't hear you.
Stop it. Let me try.
You're killing him.
So this wack job, Ronnie,
the guy that lived here...
People say he heard voices
telling him to do it.
The guy was a nut. I mean,
first he thinks his dog's out to get him.
So he kills it.
A few days later,
he thinks his family's a bunch of demons.
So you know what he did? Wasted 'em.
How did he do it?
Do what?
Oh, you are way too young to hear this.
So cover your ears.
And don't listen.
A rifle. Bang, bang, bang, bang!
He went room to room,
splattering their heads as they slept.
He killed his brothers in this very room.
Right here.
In these beds.
It's kinda gross you guys still sleep in here.
Actually, it's f**king sick.
Yeah.
I'm totally freaking you out, kid.
Wow, I suck at baby-sitting.
This was the little brat's room.
Jodie's.
You know, they found her in there.
- Jodie says you're a bad baby-sitter.
- Yeah?
Well, Jodie's - what's the word?
- Dead.
- Is not.
That little s**t got me fired.
Dare you to go in there.
You give me your KISS poster if I do it?
OK.
OK.
You're going to make her mad.
Come on, guys.
Ha ha, guys. This isn't funny.
Billy, Michael.
- It's not opening.
- Unlock the f**king door!
- There's no lock on the door.
- Let me the f**k out! Billy! Michael!
Let me out.
Let me out of here.
Let me out of here!
- What's going on?
- Let me out.
Hi, Lisa.
Look what Ronnie did.
Let me out!
Help! Help me!
Let me out!
I saw Jodie.
- I saw Jodie.
- Who's Jodie?
Little girl.
She's dead.
She's supposed to be dead.
- It's one thing to pull a prank.
- We didn't.
- It's another to hurt someone.
- We didn't. It was this house.
Shut up!
- George.
- I got this under control.
You don't have you under control.
- What you guys did was wrong.
- Oh, stop it, Kathy.
Whatever you're doing,
whatever you're saying, doesn't work.
From now on,
I'm doing the disciplining around here.
- This house is bad, Mommy.
- Michael, honey.
There's no bad houses,
there's just bad people.
Why didn't you tell us
about the people who died here?
- Where did you hear that?
- Baby-sitter told me that two boys died.
In our room.
Goddamn baby-sitter's an idiot.
Get to bed. We'll deal with this tomorrow.
- I'm not sleeping in that room. It's gross.
- Me neither.
Wipe that stupid look
off your face and go to bed.
Run.
Why all the yelling, Mommy?
It's nothing. It's over now, baby.
I need you to tell me
what happened with Lisa, honey.
Lisa was being mean to Jodie.
So Jodie hurt her.
- Jodie?
- It's OK, Mommy. Jodie won't hurt you.
She thinks you're a good mommy.
But the man who lives here,
she says he's bad.
She wants him to go away.
He makes her do bad things.
Move it from there to there.
Go!
And, Billy,
don't come in until you're finished.
What?
Is this discipline or torture?
I thought it was meat loaf.
When the body suffers, the spirit flowers.
That's what my dad taught me.
His dad's not around
to teach him that now, is he?
Billy, why's George such a jerk?
He's not a jerk. He's a douche bag.
And a weirdo.
And a doofus. And a dipstick.
Catch 'em.
Kill 'em.
Catch 'em.
Kill 'em.
Catch 'em. Kill 'em.
Catch 'em.
Kill 'em.
Kill them!
Look at me!
What's the matter?
Baby!
- It's me. It's me. It's me.
- God!
Baby, it's OK.
Do you use narcotics, Mr Lutz?
No, but after this week, I'm going
to give it some serious thought. Ow!
Suffer from headaches, nausea?
Actually, I feel great.
Now
Weird as that may sound.
Well, there's no sign of a concussion.
No sign of any bruising at all.
I want you to give Dr Stone a call.
Wait, wait, wait, wait. This is a psychiatrist.
Do I look nuts to you?
I'm not trying to offend you here, I'm just
trying to help you figure out the problem.
- I feel like it's my fault, George.
- Oh, Kath.
- I wanted this place. I put pressure on you.
- Come on. Hey!
This is the life that I want too, OK?
Look, we got
the old American dream here, OK?
There is no way in hell
that I'm letting that get away now.
I love you, George.
Billy, can I get my teddy?
She's real hungry.
OK. Go. But hurry up. If Mom finds out I let
you out of my sight, she's gonna kill me.
Hi, Mommy.
Look at me, Mommy.
Hi, Mommy.
Hi, Mommy.
- Oh, my God! Oh, my God! Chelsea!
- Chelsea, don't move. Just sit down!
Chelsea!
Chelsea!
Hold the ladder!
Honey, stay there.
Chelsea!
Chelsea!
- Chelsea!
- Goddammit, Chelsea! Which way?
Which way did they go?
She's going left.
Chelsea!
What are you doing up here?
- I have to go with Jodie, Mommy.
- Baby, come to Mommy.
No!
- George?
- Hang on!
Hurry!
George!
Please, God, I'm slipping!
George!
George!
Chelsea, what...
Why would you do that?
Chelsea, what...
Why would you do that?
- I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
- You can't do that to Mommy.
- Jodie wanted to show me something.
- There is no Jodie, OK?
- Yes, there is!
- No, there isn't! You have to stop this!
Jodie's real.
- Jodie's real. She's real.
- She is not real!
Liar! Liar!
Liar!
I've seen her.
She was gonna show me Daddy.
I just want to see Daddy.
Jodie promised to take me to Daddy.
She says I can stay here
so we can play together
for ever and ever.
- Do you miss your daddy?
- Yes.
- You miss your daddy a lot?
- Yes.
I know you miss your daddy, baby.
But no one can see him
because he's in heaven.
He's with the angels.
He's with the angels.
I just got so scared.
What's the matter with you people?
Wacko family.
Father Callaway?
Father.
Kathy Lutz.
Hello.
Do you have a moment?
It's my family.
We've changed. It's...
It's like we've grown apart.
I don't think I understand.
There's something...
there's something evil in my house.
I know it sounds crazy.
I know that.
I would think the same, I...
I just don't know where else to go.
There was a family,
lived here some time ago.
They had a similar problem.
The DeFeos.
You knew them?
I'm living in their house.
Now, hold it steady, cos if you get shaky,
I get shaky.
What, are you crying?
Why are you crying?
That wasn't so bad.
Pick up another log.
Hurry up.
Pick up another log. Hurry up!
Put your hands up there.
Put your hands up there.
No.
Put...
We're friends.
We're having fun, right?
Put your hands up there.
Come here, little girl.
You're my favourite girl.
Catch 'em. Kill them.
George.
I think there's something
seriously wrong here.
Something's not right.
What's not right?
We need to get out of here, to just go.
Just pack up and go.
No, no, no, no, no.
No, you can't run away
from your problems, Kath.
Please let's go, George.
Somewhere. Anywhere.
Can you hear that?
Hear that squeak?
I gotta fix that squeak.
Cos, you know, these houses,
they're a big project, Kath,
and you can't just walk away from them.
How did you get so f**king stupid?
What?
Everything we have is in this house.
Everything.
- I'm not worried about our damn money.
- Oh, our money.
George, we're losing each other.
Don't you see that?
If we stay here, we'll have a house
for the family, only there won't be a family!
It's always so cold in here.
Would you leave the stove alone
and pay attention to me?
I'm not going anywhere
and neither are you, so shut up about that!
Just shut up!
Goddammit!
You're the one who wanted this
godforsaken house. Well, now you got it.
Mom! Mom!
Home sweet home.
- What is it, sweetie?
- We can't find Harry anywhere. He's gone.
- L'll help you look in a sec, sweetie.
- Have you seen Harry, George?
No, I haven't, Billy.
- Maybe he ran away.
- Harry never runs away, George.
What's the matter with you, William?
Get out of here now.
N ow
Fine.
Come on, Michael.
In the name of the Father,
the Son, and the Holy Spirit...
- Hello.
- Is your mommy home?
Hold on a second.
Mommy, there's someone at the door.
Who is it, honey?
Come in, Father.
This is going to sound strange, but the doll
with one eye that your daughter is holding?
That belonged to the little girl
who lived here before you.
Yes, it was left here.
No, Mrs Lutz.
It was not left here.
Father, what exactly
are you trying to tell me?
I knew the DeFeos very well.
I presided over their funeral.
Jodie DeFeo was buried with that doll.
Oh, heavenly Father,
Almighty God,
we ask you to bless...
and sanctify this house.
To bless all...
who live here,
and to bring them
the abundance of all thy fruits.
Get out!
Father!
Father!
Why are you leaving us?
What's the matter?
It's OK.
I'm here.
Catch 'em. Kill them.
Oh, goddammit, Harry!
Catch them.
Kill them.
Catch them.
Kill them.
Catch them.
There was a crime - a murder -
but, you know, the town has moved on
and it is a distant memory now.
Oh, and the house is fine. Really.
We don't open
for a few more minutes.
"Voices told him to do it."
"He'd just moved into the basement."
"28 days later, he killed them all."
Oh, my God!
"Reverend Jeremiah Ketcham."
"He started a mission for Indians."
"He slaughtered them all."
"Over 20 bodies were found in the lake."
Catch them.
Kill them.
Father.
Why did you run away from my house?
Why did you abandon us?
Your house frightens me, Mrs Lutz.
I just read about this man,
Ketcham,
who tortured Indians on my land -
in my basement.
I read about how he slit his throat
so that his presence would live forever.
Do you believe this could be true?
Ronnie DeFeo came to me
weeks before the murders.
He spoke about hearing voices
and seeing things in the house.
I didn't believe him, until yesterday.
Mrs Lutz, get you and your family
out of that house,
right now!
- Hello?
- George.
I've just been to see Father Callaway.
Listen, we need to get out of the house.
George?
Are you there, George?
Billy! Michael!
Where's George?
He's in the boathouse.
George, we have to get out of here, now.
George!
George!
Are you f**king crazy, George?
Have you lost your mind?
You tried to kill me!
- Chelsea!
- Mommy! Mommy!
I'm down here, Mommy.
Chelsea, honey,
what are you doing down here?
I think she misses her daddy.
Don't you?
Give me back my daughter.
I want to talk to you.
Wait. I want to talk to you!
Kids! Get down here now!
Kids! Get down here!
Billy, help me push this!
- Billy! Billy!
- Mom!
- Mommy!
- Billy!
Mom, why are you wet?
Mom!
Mommy! Mommy!
Come on, Mom.
- Hurry!
- Quick!
Billy, come on!
No!
Run! Go!
Stay here!
- Wait!
- No!
Let go of my mom, you bastard!
Let go of her!
- What the hell is your problem?
- Let's go!
These kids are out of control.
- Mom, it's stuck!
- It won't open!
Where's Chelsea?
Where's Chelsea? Chelsea!
Hurry! Billy, hurry!
- Let's go!
- Be quiet.
Billy!
Now, I want you to hold on tight.
Jump, baby.
- Come on, honey, you can do it.
- Come on.
- No, Mommy. No!
- Hurry, baby.
Come on, just jump.
Come on, Michael.
Come on, Michael!
- Come on.
- Let's get out of here.
Come here! Come here!
You leave him alone!
Kill them.
Don't hurt him!
Back the f**k up!
Hurry! Let's grab some rope.
Kill them.
Kathy, kill me!
You kill me or I'll kill you.
Nobody's dying today.
OK. Let's get him in the boat.
Look out!
- Why are we taking him?
- I can't explain it to you now.
We just have to get him away
from the house.
Don't even look at it, Kathy.
Let's get out of here.