The People Under the Stairs

Leroy: You seen Spencer? Fool: I seen Spencer, alright. Leroy: You find anything? Fool: Something found him. He's dead, Leroy. I think scared to death. Leroy: Y- you sure? Fool: You thought he was white before, you should see that sucker now!

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Fool: Well I don't want in, I want out. Alice: Sometimes in is out.

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Man: May they burn in hell. Woman: Forever and ever in hell.

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Grandpa Booker: Meanwhile, you be careful. That brother and sister act you mess with are evil, plain and simple. Fool: Wait a minute, brother and sister? Grandpa Booker: Brother and sister. Tailend of the craziest family you ever heard of. Every generation more insane than the one before it. Started out as a family running a funeral home, selling cheap coffins for expensive prices. Then they got their fingers into real estate, started making a lot of money taking over people's homes. The more money they got, the greedier they got. The greedier they got, the crazier they got. All sorts of rumors about what's going on in that place. Never proved it because the police never took it serious. But believe me, when I was a kid, none of us ever walked past that house.

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Fool: My name is Fool. What's yours? Alice: [Shyly] Alice. Fool: Don't be scared. You never seen a brother before? Alice: Never had a brother. Fool: No, I mean a black dude. There's black folks in this neighborhood. Alice: Neighborhood? Fool: The neighborhood. You know, outside. Alice: Well, that's outside, not in here. Fool: So you get outside, don't you? Alice: [Shakes her head] Fool: You sayin' never? Alice: Can't get out. No one ever has. Fool: Well, I'm gonna get out. I'm a whole other thing.

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Alice: People have tried. Fool: You mean, the people in the cellar? [Alice nods] Who are they? Alice: Mommy and Daddy looked a long time to find the perfect boy child, but each one they found turned out bad. Some saw things they weren't supposed to, others heard too much, others talked back. Daddy cut out the bad parts, and put the boys in the cellar, one by one. They get flashlights and food of some kind. I suppose they're happy in their own way. Fool: Yeah right. What about you? How come they haven't put you in the cellar? Alice: I do not see, or hear, or speak evil. It's the only way. Fool: [Hears screaming from within the walls] What is that? Alice: What? Fool: That yelling! What is that? Alice: Well, that's Roach. Fool: Roach? Alice: That's who Daddy's hunting. See, Daddy hates Roach because he got out of the cellar and into the walls, and now Daddy can't find him.

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