Hatchet2006

Shawn:
[Telling a story about Victor Crowley at the fake house] Victor Crowley, hatchet face! There was a time where his father went nuts and whacked him in the face with a hatchet one night. It had something to do with him being all ugly or... [looks at card] something... anyways, he died. They say if you get close to the house, you can still hear Victor Crowley crying for his dad at night... [lowering his voice] daaaaaaaaddyyy... [gasp] Did you hear that? [Gulps and lowers his voice again] Daaaaaaaaaaddyyy...

Marybeth:
That's not the story!

Shawn:
Well, it is. Just go with it.

Marybeth:
That's not even the house.

Shawn:
Christ's sake! Will you let me do my job? [shouts in Chinese; stops, seeing he just went out of character and goes back to Southern voice stuttering] How you like fishing?