The Little Girl Who Lives Down the Lane
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1:17:28
No...
1:17:35
Oh, Mario.
1:17:37
Anything for a trick.
You weren’t sick at all.

1:17:43
- Get out of here!
- Trick or treat.

1:17:45
Mr. Hallet, if you leave right now,
I won’t say a word, okay?

1:17:48
Call the police? No?
Why don’t you call your father.

1:17:54
The least you could do is offer me
a cup of tea after I got all dressed up.

1:18:01
If anybody came by...
1:18:02
...naturally they’d assume I was
your little friend, don’t you think?

1:18:06
I even limped.
1:18:08
Officer Miglioriti's
gonna be coming by.

1:18:10
Officer Miglioriti is at his stupid raffle.
1:18:14
It’s awful dirty down there
in the cellar.

1:18:17
I had no idea what I’d find.
1:18:19
Certainly not those damn jelly jars.
1:18:24
L"II show you what I did find,
if you’re interested.

1:18:28
A hairpin.
1:18:29
Not yours, though. No.
1:18:32
You wouldn’t wear pins
in that pretty hair.

1:18:36
- Could’ve been down there for years.
- No, it would’ve rusted.

1:18:39
Besides, it still smells
of the perfume...

1:18:41
...I gave my mother
for Christmas last year.

1:18:44
One more thing.
1:18:47
A bright-red broken fingernail,
wouldn’t you say?

1:18:51
I wonder who that belongs to.
1:18:53
Not my mother’s color at all.
1:18:57
No telling what the police
could come up with down there.


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