The Haunting of Hill House, Netflix, FlanaganFilm, Amblin Television, Paramount Television

Haunted House

Netflix original thriller The Haunting of Hill House dropped October 12th, 2018.

#Haunting is based on literature of the same name.

rottentomatoes: 90%

metacritic: 80

imdb: 9.1


Olivia Crain, The Haunting of Hill House, Netflix, FlanaganFilm, Amblin Television, Paramount Television, Carla Gugino

Olivia Crain

Architect mother of five Olivia Crain loses her battle with depression and mental-illness and sustains a lethal self-inflicted blunt-force trauma in the midst of a renovation real-estate project in 1992 rural southern America.

Olivia Crain, The Haunting of Hill House, Netflix, FlanaganFilm, Amblin Television, Paramount Television, Carla Gugino“Hmm.  Everyone alive?  Anything good?  Hmm.” — Olivia Crain

“Won’t you miss your brother?  I’ll stay with her a bit.  Hey, will you grab her blanket?  Thanks.” — Olivia Crain

“He does.  Hugh and I decided when Steve was little.  See, we knew that throughout his life he’d be exposed to all sorts of ideas and beliefs, that there’d be all sorts of people who’d tell him they had the answers.  So yes, he knows the Gospels.  He’s also familiar with the Talmud.  The Tao Te Ching, the Torah, the Koran, Greek mythology.  And he reads a lot of Carl Sagan, Shakespeare.  Why is that, honey?  ‘…than are dreamt of in your philosophy.’  Well, I don’t suppose either of you have seen Luke.  Very funny, mister.” — Olivia Crain

“No.  Come here, take a look.  This… is our forever house.  I designed it, yeah.  I design them and– hmm.  That’s true.  But when I look at it… I see a family running to a dinner table… from all three directions.  This dining room is the heart of the house.  Everything flows in and out, see?  Every house needs a heart and this is ours, because that’s where we spend the most time together.  You know, a house is like a person’s body.  The walls are like bones… the pipes are veins, it needs a breathe, and it all works together to keep us safe and healthy inside.  It’s okay.  When you’re little, you learn how to see things that aren’t there.  And when you grow up, you learn how to make them real.  Mm.  That’s where you’ll be.  But on the second floor, this is ground floor.  When we finish fixing up this house and– you don’t miss a thing.  Yes.  Then we’re going to build the forever house, and we won’t have to move, ever again.  Sweetheart, I’d love to have a tea party with you, but I have to finish working, I’m afraid.  You can play outside until dinner, but when I flash the porch light twice… that’s the rule.  Nellie, let me hear you say it.  ‘Kay.  Go have fun.” — Olivia Crain

“Hey.  I found this upstairs.  Decorated it a little bit for her.  Well, because she was a very special cat, and she deserves a special place to rest.  Yep.  You could.  It’s up to you.  Mm-hm.  Whatever you like.  You know how when you take one of your pictures, you capture something forever, just the way it is?  Stories do that, too.  So when things… when we die… we turn into stories.  And every time someone tells one of those stories, it’s like we’re still here… for them.  We’re all… stories in the end.  Now, try.  That’s perfect, sweetie.  What?” — Olivia Crain

“Kittens aren’t supposed to be without their mommies.  And no matter how much you love them, you’re not their mommy.  And they’re… they’re better now.  They’re where they’re supposed to be.  We found it a new home.  Shirl… we have no idea what was wrong with those kittens, they were very sick.  We couldn’t let you try to take care of a pet who was so sick.  We… Shirl… um… just… just… just quiet… just stop it!  Stop it!” — Olivia Crain

“Mm.  That’s the thing.  There was no color at all.  It was pitch black.  Like… like… fireworks, but… black.  And it hit me like a… it’s never come that fast before.  First migraine in what, a year?  And it happens at the worst possible moment.  Mm.  Codeine’s finally kicking in.  Would you have said different?  I got it.  Would you have said you had to go to the woods and… put this sick little kitten out of its misery?  Look, she’s going to have a pretty messed up view of death coming out of this no matter what, which wouldn’t have happened if you hadn’t have… no, it was unfair.  Why the hell did you let her keep those kittens?  You let her keep a box of diseased kittens in her bedroom.  And now she’s traumatized.  Her first real brush with death and now she’s… and then I have one chance to pull it back, and I lie to her face and lock up with a migraine.” — Olivia Crain

“You, you really don’t feel that?  We must look like we’re crazy, huh?  Well, you tell me if I am.  Do you feel cold right there?  I told you.  No, it’s a very small spot, just right here, like you’re standing in front of an open refrigerator.  But if you move…  see?  What about there?  You sure?  I don’t feel it here.  That doesn’t exactly clear things up, does it, Clara?  Come upstairs.  There’s another spot in the second master.” — Olivia Crain

“What the hell!  Is he in the– get him up.  It’s okay, baby, we’re right here.  There we go.  Okay.  It’s okay.  It’s okay.  What happened?  What the hell were you thinking?  Go to your room.  Come here.  Let me see, honey.  Let’s see what happened.  Okay, there’s no scrapes.  Okay?  You’re okay.  Yeah, so scary, huh?” — Olivia Crain

“You found this.  How do you figure that?  Like you could tell there’s a false floor in the pantry?  It’s a ledger.  For a bootlegging operation.  You know what that is?  A long time ago, it was illegal to sell alcohol, so they made it in secret and hid it.  You know, there’s not a single record of this basement.  It’s not on any of the blueprints.  They didn’t want anyone to find it.  But you did.  I really, really don’t like that you went down there by yourself.  But I love that you’re so brave.  Honey?  Honey… what’s wrong?” — Olivia Crain

“Come here, my love.  You know, your dad was telling me a story, about the wine… you found when you were cleaning up the cupboard.  How’d you know?  Like you guessed about the ledger?  You know those headaches I get sometimes?  They started when I was a little girl.  And when I get them… uh, I see all sorts of… well.  Your grandmother was like that, too.  She was… sensitive.  I’ve wondered if you and your sisters might be a little sensitive.  Shirley says some things sometimes when she’s sleeping that are… well, they’re interesting.  And I asked Nellie what she thought about the house when we moved in.  She said it was loud.  Such an odd word she chose.  I noticed you always wear sweaters inside, even though it’s summer.  Why is that?  Grandma Mary was like that, too.  She hated the air on her skins.  She was always bundled up.  Sensitive people… they sometimes need… well.  These will help with the cold.  And the other thing.  Kind of.  We’ll talk a lot more about it as you get older.  But in the meantime… if you’re feeling overwhelmed and you think nobody will understand, you can talk to me.  About anything.” — Olivia Crain

“Honey?  Jesus Christ.  Oh, that makes sense.  It sounded like a car crash.  I don’t know, I guess I was wandering.  Maybe I was sleepwalking.  I had the strangest dream.  Honey, don’t say that.  You’re right.  I’m sorry.  You guys hear a scary noise?  Yeah.  It’s okay, see?  It was that.  ‘Chandalier.’  It just fell.  We don’t know.  It’s just a silly old storm, sweetheart.  Uh-huh.  Since I was a little girl, just like you.  But you know what storms do?  They pass.” — Olivia Crain

“It’s okay.  We’re okay.  It’s all right.  Shh.  It’s all right, baby.  Here, listen to me, my love.  Mommy’s seen things, too.  Sometimes mommy sees people here, too.  But they won’t hurt us, okay?  They’re not here to hurt us.  Well talk– yeah, everybody’s fine.” — Olivia Crain

“Yeah.  Of course.  It was a terrible dream.  You know, I’ve been… I just… my headaches are almost constant now, and… my dreams are so vivid.  You know those dreams that feel more real than life?” — Olivia Crain

“No.  I don’t think there’s anything worse than that.  I don’t think there could be… I had a dream, a few nights ago, during the storm that I lost my little girl.  I couldn’t find her anywhere.  And it felt so real.” — Olivia Crain

“I guess I could see if Janet’s up for a visit.  Just for a couple days or something.  But how?  You’d have to juggle the kids and the house– I just think I’ve underestimated these migraines, you know?  These constant dreams.  It just snuck up on me all of a sudden.  But, um… I’ll sort it out.  I promise.” — Olivia Crain

“I always thought our whole job was just getting them ready for the world.  But I don’t know why.  I… I look at my little ones right now and… I just feel… terror… at them outside those walls.  IT’s like I have a rock in my gut.  It’s just anxiety.  And thank goodness I have Hugh.  He’s my line.  I’ve always needed someone to keep me grounded, get me out of my head.  I mean, the kids are safe, it’s just in my head.” — Olivia Crain

“I don’t know.  I don’t know… I think I do need help.  I think I need your help.  Or someone’s.  I don’t… I’m not me right now.  I just– I can’t seem to find me.” — Olivia Crain

“I want to wake up.  I want to wake up.  So badly.  Why can’t I wake up?” — Olivia Crain

Steven Crain, The Haunting of Hill House, Netflix, FlanaganFilm, Amblin Television, Paramount Television, Michiel HuismanSteven Crain

“No live organism can continue to exist sanely under conditions of absolute reality.  Even larks and katydids are supposed by some to dream. Hill House, not sane… stood by itself against its hills holding darkness within.  It had stood so for a hundred years before my family moved in… and might stand a hundred more.  Within, walls stood upright, bricks met neatly, floors were firm.  Silence lay steadily against the wood and stone of Hill House.  And whatever walked there… walked alone.” — Steven Crain

“So when did it start?  That’s a very interesting story.  Mrs. Walker.  Irene… this is what I’d like to do.  I’d like to look around your house.  I’d like to set up some equipment.  I’d also like to sleep in that room tonight.  I’ll be fine.  I can’t promise I’ll include your story in my book.  But it’s possible.  And I thank you for sharing it with me.” — Steven Crain

“In fairness, it wasn’t famous when we moved in.  And besides, you’ve got me beat.  I mean, if you actually saw your husband hanging upside-down over your bed, you’ve seen more than I ever have.  I’ve never seen a ghost.  Ah, not in Arlington.  Danvers, Alcatraz, on the Queen Mary or in Williamsburg.  And not in Hill House.  Other people’s stories.  People like you, Irene.  I give them the right voice, that’s all.  How so?  You know, I can tell you one thing about Hill House that isn’t in the book.  All those years trying to understand what happened in that house, you know what I never found?  A reason.  So, don’t expect one.” — Steven Crain

“I know you don’t need me to tell you this, but literally everything is an emergency with Nell.  Shirl… then call Luke.  Well, then he sold his phone for cash or he’s still in rehab, which means we stay out of it.  Look, I can’t deal with this right now.  I’m working.  That’s right, Shirl.  Something else you want to add?  Fine, I’ll handle– Jesus.  Sure.  Thank you.  Don’t believe in that word.  What side of the bed do you sleep on? I’m talking about the word itself.  ‘Supernatural.’  There’s natural phenomena what we understand and there’s natural phenomena that we don’t.  Primitive humans used to die of fright during an eclipse.  They had no idea what it was.  The eye of an angry god.  An evil spirit.  Nothing supernatural about it, though.  Once we understood what it was, well, it was just natural.  I prefer ‘preternatural.’  Natural phenomena that we don’t quite understand yet.  Huh.  Uh, no, no message.  Just wanted to see if he was there.  What was your name again?  Thanks, Paige.  It’s Steve.  Sorry I missed your call.  I talked to Shirley.  I know you’re worried about Luke, but I called his rehab center and he’s fine.  He actually got his 90-day chip today, if you can believe that.  I’ll be around tomorrow if you still need to chat.  I hope you’re well, Nellie.  I mean that.” — Steven Crain

“Dad.  Dad.  Dad, I told you, there’s no reason you and I need to talk.  You don’t just get to call me and tell me what to do.  Dad, I’m not even– living at home right now.” — Steven Crain

“There used to be a stop sign there until recently, yes?  There’s a pole there, see?  But no sign.  It’s a moderately trafficked area.  A four-way stop without a sign is bound to have a few near misses.  You slept better with your husband in bed, right?  You’re probably just noticing the car horns now because you’re not sleeping as well.  Things you used to sleep through.  The water.  There was a big storm the night he died.  One of the biggest you’ve seen in a long time.  There’s a leak in your roof.  You just didn’t notice the water damage because of all the paneling.  It was only drizzling last night and I even got a few drips.  You might want to get that looked at.  Water damage is no joke.  Happens all the time, Irene.  The mind… it is a powerful thing, ma’am.  Especially the grieving mind.  The water and the car horns… you’d be picturing how he died as much as you didn’t want to.  When you push that stuff down… it comes out at night.  You couldn’t help it.  When I said I’ve never seen a ghost, that’s not exactly true.  I’ve seen a lot of ghosts.  Just not the way you think.  A ghost can be a lot of things.  A memory, a daydream, a secret.  Grief, anger, guilt.  But in my experience… most time they’re just what we want to see.  Because it’s better than never seeing him again.  Most times a ghost is a wish.  My pleasure.” — Steven Crain

“You didn’t like it?  Hang on.  I sent you guys the manuscript in case you had any objections.  I didn’t have to do that.  It’s clear that they were kids.  Oh, mom wasn’t crazy?  Dad had every opportunity to set that straight.  What am I supposed to write?  He said it was haunted.  Those are his words.  And he hasn’t said shit since.  Does he talk to you, Shirl?  Did he tell you what happened that night?  Because all I’ve got are those tabloid quotes.  He refuses to tell us anything else.  Neither did you.  ‘A buck?’  A buck?  Do you know how much they’re offering on the advance?  We can buy a house, we can move to L.A.  We can…. I need to start a real life, for my own family.  Mom was mentally ill.  It’s a fact.  I’ll be damned if the apple didn’t fall too far from… I’m– I’m sorry.  I’m– I’m sorry, that wasn’t– nobody’s buying the novels, Shirl.” — Steven Crain

“I’ll write your story.  It’s a good story.  I researched your house.  Did you know it was used as a hospice briefly in the ’60s?  I’d like to talk to you some more about your marriage and get some background on Carl, who he was… who you both were.  That’s what matters, really.  I’ll need to take some liberties.  I always do.  But I promise to be respectful.  He was a fan.  I’ll do it in a way he would have really liked.” — Steven Crain

“Hey.  So my sister… there’s something up with Nell.  She may show up at the house today.  The house, yeah.  My dad told her to.  I didn’t get a chance to tell him, it’s… but I’m sorry, you can just point her to me.  Maybe I can come by and we can talk about this some more.” — Steven Crain

“Fother mucker.  Hey, Luke.  Are you cold?  How’d you know where to find me?  Tell you what, I’ve got– let me see.  I’ve got 200 bucks here.  You hand me that iPad, you can keep the cash and sell that old camera.   But, uh, I need the iPad.  It stays here.  I know.  Good.  Thanks.  I needed a good scare.  Leigh sent you here?  I tried to tell dad we’re– we’re having some issues, but… did you tell Luke where I live?  Did you bring him here?  You just stood there and watched him loot me?  Christ, Nell.  So you hit up everybody, dragged Luke out, made dad hop on a plane.  Fine.  You got us all listening.  What do you want?  What’s so damn important, Nell?  Shit, I didn’t give him the address.  Hey, I tried to tell you, we’re– dad?  I can’t hear you.  I know, I just walked in and she’s– shocking.” — Steven Crain

“I’ve been so wrong about so much.  I’ve lived with ghosts since I was a kid.  Since before I knew they were even there.  Ghosts are guilt, ghosts are secrets, ghosts are regrets and failings.  But most times… most times a ghost is a wish.  Like a marriage is a wish.  A marriage can be like a house and a marriage can be haunted, and I let that happen to us.  And I’m so sorry, Leigh.  I wish… I’d loved you better.   And let you see me clearly without disguise.  I wish I’d been a better husband.  I wish I’d been a better son.  I wish I’d been a better brother.  I’m saying I built a wall around a big part of my life and I hid behind that wall and I thought that wall kept us both safe, but walls don’t work that way.  Walls never work that way.  And all of that, the guilt and the grief and the secrets and the walls and the ghosts, right now my only wish… my only wish is to come home.  Please.  I just want to fix this.” — Steven Crain

“Fear.  Fear is the relinquishment of logic, the willing relinquishment of reasonable patterns.  But so, it seems, is love.  Love is the relinquishment of logic… …the willing relinquishment of reasonable patterns.  We yield to it or we fight it.  But we cannot meet it halfway.  Without it, we cannot continue for long to exist sanely under conditions of absolute reality.” — Steven Crain

Shirley Crain, The Haunting of Hill House, Netflix, FlanaganFilm, Amblin Television, Paramount Television, Elizabeath ReaserShirley Crain

“I’m sorry.  Uh… so… are you saying you’d prefer not to do a viewing?  A little nervous about it?  I’m sorry, excuse me.  Hi, Max.  I’m Shirley.  I know this might be a little weird for you, but I promise it’s all normal.  The reason mommy and daddy are here is because it’s important to say goodbye to grandma.  A viewing is just a way to do that, to… to see her one last time and tell her you love her.  A lot of people feel that way at first, but then they feel much better when they do.  Why?” — Shirley Crain

“It’s great.  I think you really nailed it.  It really sends a message.” — Shirley Crain

“I know, but she sounded rough.  Rougher than usual.  She said it was about Luke.  I did.  Straight to voicemail.  Yeah?  You working?  Fine, I’ll just handle it, shall I?  That’s why everybody dumps this shit on me, isn’t it, Steve?  ‘Cause I’m the oldest.  That’s my job.  Oh, wait, that’s you.” — Shirley Crain

“Hi.  Don’t be so hard on yourself.  New friend?  She coming back?  I just don’t think you can really know so much after such a quick encounter.  You’re like a guy.  You’re worse than a guy, you’re like a frat guy.  When I said you could live here, I wasn’t expecting the pussy parade.  Nell called me today.  She sounded bad.  She call you?  Course not.  Theo.  I don’t know.  She said it was about Luke.  I don’t know, something about it scared me.  I just keep thinking… what if he doesn’t?  Or if he does, it’ll be the last time I ever see him.” — Shirley Crain

“Nellie’s in the Red Room.” — Shirley Crain

“The fuck, Steve?  No, I didn’t like it.  My brother just raped the family is what’s going on.  Look, I get that things haven’t exactly been going well with your writing and when you said you wanted to do a book about the house, I understood that, but this is– of course we object.  I object, Steve!  You be calm, Leigh.  It’s not your name in here.  It’s not your family.  You weren’t there.  Nell, Luke, Theo, they were just kids, the things they told you in confidence.  You make mom sound fucking crazy.  And the Dudley’s and dad?  This is the worst of the bullshit, worse than the tabloids.  He was a wreck.  He just lost his wife.  He believed it, Steve.  When he said those things, he believed in them.  In the moment, at least, and you never did.  And now you’re digging up that stuff?  For a buck?  So you can stop living off credit for a change?  We’re your family, Steve.  What you’tr doing to mom– wow.  Wow.  You sent me the book.  Now you know what I think.  You publish this, you know what it costs.” — Shirley Crain

Nellie Crain, The Haunting of Hill House, Netflix, FlanaganFilm, Amblin Television, Paramount Television, Victoria PedrettiNellie Crain

“It’s Nell.  I need you to call me.  It’s hard to understand, everything’s so twisted… and it’s hard to explain, but… I’m worried about Luke.  Have you talked to him?  Call me.” — Nellie Crain

“Daddy.  Do you remember the Bent-Neck Lady?  She’s back.  I’m at home.  In bed.  Okay.  I love you, daddy.  I’m fine.  I’m sorry to wake you.  Good night, daddy.” — Nellie Crain

Theodora Crain, The Haunting of Hill House, Netflix, FlanaganFilm, Amblin Television, Paramount Television, Katie SiegelTheodora Crain

“Hi.  Theodora.  What do you mean?  I’m just kind of a germophobe.  That was really good.  I have to work tomorrow.  Early.  No.  We just did what we came here to do, yeah?” — Theodora Crain

“I know you normally prefer the company of cold stiffs.  I got beer.  No.  I mean, she’s sweet enough, but, pile of issues.  Who’s saying it’s quick?  I’m a giver.  Ah.  Yeah, ’cause it sucks to be Nell.  No.  We still haven’t talked since L.A.  Don’t.  I’m just waiting for an apology.  I’m drawing boundaries, which is something you might want to look into.  What’s wrong with her?  You never really will.  One foot in crazy and the other on a banana peel.  Her whole life.  Boundaries.  Luke will show up… when he needs money.  Boundaries.  Maybe a brick wall when it comes to Luke.” — Theodora Crain

Hugh Crain, The Haunting of Hill House, Netflix, FlanaganFilm, Amblin Television, Paramount Television, Timothy HuttonHugh Crain

“Ah.  Nell?  Honey, are you okay?  What time is it?  Yes.  Okay.  Okay.  Nell.  Where are you?  I want you to go to Steve and Leigh’s.  I– I’m going to drive to Orlando and… and get a flight to L.A.  You– Steve’s closest.  You go to him.  Okay, now, I’ll see– I’ll see you there tomorrow.  Are you… okay?  I don’t know.  She wouldn’t– yeah, I’m going.  I’m going.” — Hugh Crain

“You’re closest and your sister needs you.  You get home and you stay with her.  Keep your eye on her.  Don’t let her out of your sight.  I’ll see you there.  I’ll meet you there.” — Hugh Crain

“Steve– about Nell– … hear me?  I said it’s about Nell.  Nell was lying.  She wasn’t in L.A.  She was at the house, Steve.  She was at the house.  She– she’s dead.  Steve?  Steve?  You there?  Steve?  Steve?  Steve?  Steve?  Steve?  Steve, you there?” — Hugh Crain

Luke Crain, The Haunting of Hill House, Netflix, FlanaganFilm, Amblin Television, Paramount Television, Oliver Jackson-CohenLuke Crain

“Hey– hey, Steve.  Uh, this isn’t what it looks like.  I’m… yeah.  I… I’m– I’m sorry.  You know, it really isn’t what you think.  Here.” — Luke Crain

“Hi.  I actually don’t know what I want to say here.  You know, I’ve… I’ve never had this much time before.  You know, 90 days.  Um… so here goes.  It’s taken me ten years to get 90 days clean.  And I’m starting step four, which is always the one that does me in.  ‘A fearless moral inventory.’  Now, I’ve been called a lot of things in my life, but ‘fearless’ is not one of them.  You know, I was always a scared little kid, and I thought… I thought I’d get braver as I got older, but… um, I didn’t.  I, um… I just got scared of anything.  My mom committed suicide when I was six years old.  And my siblings and I were sent to live with our aunt, and, I mean, I was just a kid, you know.  I didn’t…I didn’t really understand death yet.  So, I guess I just expected her to… to come back.  And every night, I’d… I’d stare out my window as the cars came around the corner, just hoping that one would stop and my mom would step out, you know, to come take me home.  Every time I saw those headlights come round the corner, I’d sit up in bed… and I’m staring out of my window, just full of hope.  But they’d just keep driving.  Those tail lights, they were the worst.  Red eyes in the dark, just taking hope with them.  I mean, mom… she never came back, of course, but other things from when I was a kid, they came back.  And I guess that’s… I guess that’s why I started using in the first place, you know?  To keep those things away.  And I’d get clean…you know, a week, a month.  But I’d always feel ’em, you know, just sneaking back up on me.  So I’d use.  You know, my family, they’re not gonna believe this.  They never really believe me.  And I don’t blame them.  You know, I fucked them over so many times.  Lied, stole.  Come on, you all know what I mean.  And I guess… I guess I’ll… I’ll never know how it felt for them to be done like that.  I hope I never know.  Ah, sorry.  I want to thank my caseworker, Paige.  And every one at our recovery house.  And someone… someone special, who’s always had my back.  Thank you.  Any addict alone… that’s right.  Thank you.” — Luke Crain

Young Steven Crain, The Haunting of Hill House, Netflix, FlanaganFilm, Amblin Television, Paramount Television, Paxton SingletonYoung Steven Crain

“It’s okay, Theo.  Go back to bed.  I’ve got it.  You okay, Nellie?  You scared?  That’s okay.  I get scared too sometimes.  Why are you awake, Luke?  What was it?  Oh, her again?  An ocean.” — Young Steven Crain

“Dad?  What’s going on?  Why?  What’s going on?  My shoes.  Dad, what’s going on?  Dad, I– I… I… I promise.  Okay.  Okay.  Okay.  I thought I saw her upstairs.  What about mom?  Dad!  We can’t leave mom!  Dad!” — Young Steven Crain

“I had my eyes closed when we left.  If you lose?  If you do, though?  Do we really have to live with Aunt Janet?” — Young Steven Crain

“What are you doing?  Dad says you and Mr. Dudley come with the house.  Why don’t you live here?  But there are so many rooms.  So the people that lived here before us… so they were all alone?  Well, they didn’t seem to be too scared.  My dad found a bunch of stuff in the parlor.  Tarot cards and Ouija boards and all that.  So, something tells me they weren’t too scared of the dark.  They’re parlor games.  ‘Because there are more things in Heaven and Earth, Horatio…’ I assume you tried the treehouse?” — Young Steven Crain

“Mom’s looking for you.  Trying every closet.  It never occurs to her you’ll be in your treehouse.  You know, the one dad built for you?  No rush, my man.  What you making?  ‘N,’ ‘O–‘ ‘G.’  I told you last time that’s a bad idea.  What happened to your other sign?  I’ll bet.  ‘I.’  Is this the family?  ‘R.’  Who’s this?  ‘L.’  You know, I used to have imaginary friends, too.  They go away when you get bigger.  ‘S.’  I’ll tell her.  You want me to?  The cool kids.  Where do you get the ideas for these drawings?” — Young Steven Crain

Young Theo Crain, The Haunting of Hill House, Netflix, FlanaganFilm, Amblin Television, Paramount Television, Mckenna GraceYoung Theo Crain

“Should I wake up mom and dad?” — Young Theo Crain

Young Nellie Crain, The Haunting of Hill House, Netflix, FlanaganFilm, Amblin Television, Paramount Television, Violet McGrawYoung Nellie Crain

“The Bent-Neck Lady.  What if she’s hiding?  They can spill.  An ocean.  How long do we have to live here, Daddy?  Luke?” — Young Nellie Crain

“Just tonight.  I’d rather sleep here, in case she comes back.” — Young Nellie Crain

“Open it!  He’s a weirdo.  So is that lady.  What do you think is in there?  What if it’s a cotton candy machine?  It could be a pony.  Something was moving.  I saw the shadow under the door.  Where’s the friggin’ key?  You say it.  Keys never work.  Can’t he just use that big hammer?  Daddy!  We need more keys!  It’s an emergency!” — Young Nellie Crain

Young Luke Crain, The Haunting of Hill House, Netflix, FlanaganFilm, Amblin Television, Paramount Television, Julian HilliardYoung Luke Crain

“‘Cause Nellie’s awake.  Then we can go?” — Young Luke Crain

“I saw Abigail in the window!  She was in the window.” — Young Luke Crain

“I don’t want to go in yet.  I don’t like it inside.  A new sign.  How do you spell ‘no girls allowed?’  I already got those.  Theo ripped it.  Yep.  Some girl I saw by the woods.  What’s next?  She’s not imaginary.  Okay, ‘no girls.’  Theo can’t rip this one.  It’s not allowed.  Will you hang out with me?  Yeah.  You can hang out all the time.  We can draw together.  No girls.  Just Stevie and Luke.” — Young Luke Crain

Young Hugh Crain, The Haunting of Hill House, Netflix, FlanaganFilm, Amblin Television, Paramount Television, Henry Thomas

Young Hugh Crain

“Where was she?  Oh, boy.  Guess we better take a look.  Here, huh?  Your big brother must have scared her away.  Big brothers are good like that.  She’s long gone.  I guess everybody can go back to bed now.  There you go.  You remember what we talked about before?  About our dreams?  That’s right.  Yeah, just like a cup of water can spill sometimes.  But kids’ dreams are special.  They’re like… that’s right.  And the big dreams… can spill out sometimes.  Back to bed, Stevie.  Now, I know that Bent-Neck Lady is really scary.  But that’s all she is.  She’s just a little spell.  Well, your mother and I, we have to finish fixing this house, and then someone has to buy it.  Yep, and then we can go, just like the last house.  Now, you get back to sleep, the both of you.  I love you, sweetie.  Sweet dreams.  You’re dreaming, Shirl.  Pandas, huh?  Noted.  Nellie had a nightmare.  And Shirley is sleep talking again.  Panda’s don’t like macaroni, Liv.” — Young Hugh Crain

“Alright.  Just tonight then.  Goodnight.  Yeah.” — Young Hugh Crain

“Oh… God.  This damn flue is a disaster.  This is supposed to be the easy part.  Just trying to fix a flue.  The house doesn’t like it, I guess.  Oh… Mr. Dudley found something for you.” — Young Hugh Crain

“Get up.  Stevie, get up.  Get up.  We gotta get out of here right now.  Quietly, quietly.  Shh.  Shh.  We’re gonna run.  Quiet.  I’m gonna carry you.  You keep your eyes closed no matter what you hear.  You don’t open them.  You promise?  Do you promise?  You keep your eyes closed no matter what.  You keep them closed.  Eyes closed.  Get back in the car!  She was in the window!  That’s not mom…” — Young Hugh Crain

“They didn’t see anything.  The kids don’t take the stand, Ross.  You don’t say anything, Stevie.  That’s right.  It’s tabloids.  It’s just tabloids.  They never filed charges.  I was never placed under arrest.  It was a suicide.  They confirmed it.  I wasn’t thinking clearly that night.  We just lean on that.  Fine, they can rip me to pieces, but they don’t get to take bites out of the kids.  No one goes near the house.  Just the police.  No one else has to.  No.  I want the gates… and the doors kept locked at all times, and I want to know every day that it’s empty.  No gardeners.  No staff.  Except for the Dudleys.  The Dudleys stay on.  The Dudleys stay on and it sits there and rots.” — Young Hugh Crain

“I’m sorry you had to hear that.  I won’t.” — Young Hugh Crain

Young Shirley Crain, The Haunting of Hill House, Netflix, FlanaganFilm, Amblin Television, Paramount Television, Lulu WilsonYoung Shirley Crain

“Dancing in the Red Room.  Dancing in the Red Room.  The pandas aren’t dreaming.  Pandas don’t eat macaroni.” — Young Shirley Crain

“You okay, daddy?  I got it!  Mr. Dudley says this is a master key, so, it’s supposed to open any door in the house.  Daddy says they’ve been taking care of this house for years and years, so, if anyone would know where the key is… that’d be something.  Not a pony.  This isn’t working.  This door’s been locked for years and years and years and years, so… if there’s a pony in there, it’s dead.  This one doesn’t work either.  Don’t say that word.  We’ll find the key.  I want to see what’s in there, too.  Let’s go see if daddy has any more keys.” — Young Shirley Crain

“What’s happening?  What’s happening?  Where’s mommy?  Where’s mom?” — Young Shirley Crain

“Is that Hill House?  You made this?  Daddy builds them.  It… just looks like a lot of lines.  I don’t see any of that.  Sell it for a lot of money.” — Young Shirley Crain

Mr. Dudley, The Haunting of Hill House, Netflix, FlanaganFilm, Amblin Television, Paramount Television, Robert LongstreetHorace Dudley

“There’s nothing easy about this house.  I don’t know if this is going to work, young lady.  And I’m gonna need it back.” — Mr. Dudley

Mrs. Dudley, The Haunting of Hill House, Netflix, FlanaganFilm, Amblin Television, Paramount Television, Annabeth GishClara Dudley

“Hello, young man.  Arranging the china and some of the flatware, so that your father can sell them.  These are valuable.  Houses like this one require a staff.  We live close by.  At the edge of the property, through the woods, right by town.  The staff hasn’t lived on the grounds since 1948.  The Hills.  Oh, yes.  No one would live nearer than town.  No one will come any nearer than that.  So, yes.  They lived all alone.  In the night.  In the dark.  I see.  And you know what those things do, don’t you?  People use them to scare themselves.  This is the problem with schools these days.  They teach you the secular world, smother you in science.  And science isn’t an exact science, you know. The world is dark, young man, and the only light is the light of the Lord Jesus Christ.  We need his light in the night.  In the dark.  Do you know the Gospels, young man?  I’m sorry, I meant no offense.  Very good, ma’am.  Not recently.” — Mrs. Dudley

Leigh, The Haunting of Hill House, Netflix, FlanaganFilm, Amblin Television, Paramount Television, Samantha SloyanLeigh

“What’s going on?  Let’s calm down a bit.  Hey, it is my family.  Look, I can tell that you’re upset, but Steve had every right–” — Leigh

“Hello.  What do you want?  At my house?  Why?  Is that all?  You know what you’d have to say.  You tell me.  Is there any point?” — Leigh

Attorney, The Haunting of Hill House, Netflix, FlanaganFilm, Amblin Television, Paramount Television, Kurt YueAttorney

“That’s not the point.  No one else can corroborate your story.  The judge hears about packing five kids into your car at three in the morning, they’re going to wonder why they aren’t hearing from those kids.  The media is already piling on.  If we don’t give ’em someone else to write about, it’s going to be more and more this.  It’s Family Court.  This stuff doesn’t help in a custody hearing.  It doesn’t matter.  They got this off your statement to the police!  We can’t un-ring this bell.  It’d go a long way if you’d let the press near the house.  Hell, they’ll pay you.  They’ll pay you to walk the grounds, take some pictures.  Then sell it.  You need the money, Hugh.  You’re saying you want to keep the house your wife just died in?  You have any idea how that looks?  That doesn’t make any sense.” — Attorney

Mrs. Walker, The Haunting of Hill House, Netflix, FlanaganFilm, Amblin Television, Paramount Television, Saidah Arrika EkulonaMrs. Walker

“Carl was driving on Rural 86 during the storm.  Do you remember that storm?  Of course not.  You were in L.A.  It was a bad one.  It was cats and dogs, the worst I’d seen in ten years.  He was up in the boons when he lost control of the car.  He went over a guardrail and went down a ravine.  The car flipped over and you couldn’t see it from the road, especially because of the rain.  He was changing there the whole time.  Hours.  Upside-down, tangled up in his seat belt.  They said he could reach the horn, but… he couldn’t press it for long ’cause, you see, his arm was broken.  And that’s how he died.  Upside-down, pressing on that horn for as long as he could stand to.  The night after he died.  It started with drops of water.  Like raindrops… falling onto my face.  I started to gear a car horn.  Short bursts.  Distant, I think, but close enough to wake me, and then, finally– now, this was right after the funeral itself.  This was the night after the burial, you see.  I felt the water… on my cheeks, and I heard the car horn, and then I looked up at the ceiling… and there he was… hanging there… upside-down.  I could– I could see the water… dripping off of his hair, and his face was a… a deep purple, like the blood had all just… pooled into his cheeks.  It’s funny, you’d think you’d scream after seeing something like that, but you don’t.  You just stare.  You just stare at it like you’re an idiot.  And then his mouth fell open, but it wasn’t a scream.  It was a car horn… coming from his mouth… so loud.  So loud that I feel off the bed.  And then I screamed.  I screamed because I hit the floor and it startled me, and it was like I only just remembered, ‘oh, right.  I can scream.  I should probably scream.’  And I screamed, all right.  And I ran, and I tripped in the hallway, and I looked back and he wasn’t there, and then I laid there and I cried.  And that was the last time I’ve slept in that room.  Irene.  Goodness.  Of course.” — Mrs. Walker

“I’m sorry, I should have told you I’m a fan.  That’s my favorite, the first one.  ‘Silence lay steadily against the wood and stone at Hill House and whatever walked there walked alone.’  I can’t imagine what it was like living there.  The most famous haunted house in America.  What do you mean?  But your books.  The way you write, I just assumed– well.  I hope tonight is a game-changer for you.  Maybe my Carl will finally give you a story of your own.  You were one of his favorite writers, so maybe… that’s the reason… for all this.  Yes, please.  How are your brothers and sisters doing, I wondered, since the book?  How are they doing these days?  You know who I wish would write a book?  Your dad.” — Mrs. Walker

“Tea?  So does this stuff, you know… capture the supernatural?  So does it capture that?” — Mrs. Walker

“I don’t know.  I think so.  Kids take ’em for their dorm rooms.  Of course.  Yes.  And the man I saw hanging from my ceiling?  I know what I saw.  I saw him.  Why would I want to see my Carl like that?  Thank you for doing that.  Carl would have loved it.” — Mrs. Walker

“I didn’t.  You really didn’t see anything.” — Mrs. Walker

Kevin Harris, The Haunting of Hill House, Netflix, FlanaganFilm, Amblin Television, Paramount Television, Anthony RuivivarKevin Harris

“It’s part of your mother’s pre-need, so, it’s already taken care of.  Sorry, excuse me.  Harris Funeral Home.  It’s here.  We should put it on the website.  I think it’d work great in print, too.  If people still read papers, that is.” — Kevin Harris

Trish, The Haunting of Hill House, Netflix, FlanaganFilm, Amblin Television, Paramount Television, Levy TranTrish

“Jesus.  Where’d you come from?  So what’s your story?  I mean, who are you?  What do you do?  Where are you from?  You live in a funeral home.  I’m here for grad school.  Ah, Sociology.  I mean, the program’s brutal, but… I love Boston, man.  It’s such a great town.  What’s that about?  That’s okay.  None taken.  Yeah, you’re damn right.  Oh.  Oh.  ‘Kay.  Was it something I said?  Okay, then.” — Trish

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