Harry: (flabbergasted) Cheryl? … Is that Cheryl?
“Cheryl”: (walks away)
Harry: (confusion!) Where are you going? Hey, wait! Stop!
(Harry chases the figure past buildings, dogs that want to eat his face, and down an alley. Passes an overturned wheelchair, and things get dark and weird. So he lights a match.)
Harry: (seeing something peculiar like a corpse strung up on a fence) What is this? What’s going on here?!
(Demon babies stab Harry in the kiester, and eventually he dies)
Café, interior. After the assault in the alleyway.
Harry: (wakes up) Was I dreaming…?
Cybil: How do you feel?
Harry: Ugh, like I’ve been run over by a truck. But I’m alright, I guess.
Cybil: (gladly) Glad to hear it. (suspiciously) You from around here? Why don’t you tell me what happened.
Harry: Wait a second, I’m just a tourist. I came here for a vacation – I just got here. I don’t know what happened. I’d like to find out myself.
Cybil: Uh-huh.
Harry: Have you seen a little girl? Just turned seven last month. Short, black hair. My daughter.
Cybil: Sorry, the only person I’ve seen in this town is you.
Harry: Where is everybody?
Cybil: I’d tell you if I knew, believe me. But from what I can tell something bizarre is going on.
Harry: Hmm.
Cybil: What’s your name?
Harry: Harry. Harry Mason.
Cybil: Cybil Bennett. I’m a police officer from Brahms, the next town over. The phones are all dead, and the radio, too… I’m going back to call in some reinforcements.
Harry: Hmm. (moves towards the exit)
Cybil: Hold it! Where do you think you’re going?
Harry: (in a No shit tone of voice) My daughter – I’ve got to find her.
Cybil: No way. It’s dangerous out there.
Harry: In that case, I need to find her now. Cheryl’s my little girl. I can’t just leave her out there by herself.
Cybil: Have you got a gun?
Harry: Um… no.
Cybil: (gives a civilian a handgun) Take this, and hope you don’t have to use it. Now listen to me: before you pull the trigger, know who you’re shooting. And don’t do it unless you have to – and don’t go blasting me by mistake. Got it?
Harry: Yeah, thanks.
Cybil: You’d do best to stay nearby. I’ll be back with help as quick as I can. (leaves)
Café, interior. Radio on the table emits static and strange bell noises.
Harry: What’s that? Huh, radio. What’s going on with that radio?
Monster: (bursts through the glass, attacks Harry.)
Harry: (shoots and kills the thing. Stands over its body) This is not a dream! What’s happening to this place?
Streets of Silent Hill, exterior. Back down the alley from the dream sequence.
Harry: Isn’t this Cheryl’s sketchbook? (reads note scribbled on the cover) Hmm.. she’s at the school…
Midwich Elementary Schoolyard, exterior. Dark and stormy.
Harry: Where am I? Have I been here before…? (walks forward, comes to a stop at the Seal of Metatron drawn on the ground) Hmm.. I don’t remember this being here before.
Midwich Elementary School, interior. Classroom.
Phone rings, inexplicably, as Harry goes towards the exit.
Harry: (picks up the receiver)
Cheryl: Daddy? Help me! Daddy, where are you?
Harry: Cheryl!
Phone cuts off.
Midwich Elementary School, interior. Boiler room, after Lizard Boss.
A girl in a blue dress looks at Harry, smiles, and fades away.
Harry: What was that?! Who in the hell was that?
Church, interior.
Harry walks in, finds an old lady standing on the dais, in front of the Crucifix.
Harry: Were you ringing that bell? (referring to the church bell)
Dahlia: I’ve been expecting you. It was foretold by Gyromancy.
Harry: What are you talking about?
Dahlia: I knew you’d come. You want the girl, right?
Harry: The girl? – you’re talking about Cheryl.
Dahlia: I see everything!
Harry: (approaches her, I guess) You know something? Tell me!
Dahlia: Stay back! Nothing is to be gained from floundering about at random. You must follow the path – the path of the Hermit concealed by Flauros.
Harry: What? What are you talking about?
Dahlia: (places a triangle thing on the altar behind her) Here. The Flauros, a cage of peace. It can break through the walls of darkness and counteract the wrath of the Underworld. (Referring to other items she leaves for Harry) These will help you. Make haste to the hospital before it’s too late! (moves towards a side exit)
Harry: Wait! Don’t go yet.
Alchemilla Hospital, interior. Director’s room (?)
A man sits on a stool, gun in hand with a dead monster at his feet. Looks up at Harry, and aims.
Harry: Hold it! (flinches and gasps) Stop! Don’t shoot! Wait, I’m not here to fight. (calmly) My name is Harry Mason, I’m in town on vacation.
Kaufmann: Thank God, another human being.
Harry: Do you work here?
Kaufmann: I’m Doctor Michael Kaufmann. I work at this hospital.
Harry: So maybe you can tell me what’s going on.
Kaufmann: I really can’t say. I was taking a nap in the staff room, and when I woke up it was like this. Everyone seems to have disappeared… And it’s snowing out – this time of year… Something’s gone seriously wrong. Did you see those monsters? Have you ever seen such aberrations? Ever even heard of such things? You and I both know creatures like that don’t exist.
Harry: Yeah… Have you seen a little girl anywhere? I’m looking for my daughter, she’s only seven. Short, black hair.
Kaufmann: She’s missing? I’m sorry, but with all those monsters around I highly doubt that she’s –
Harry: (sighs)
Kaufmann: Sorry. I didn’t mean to alarm you. Your wife, she’s here with you?
Harry: She… died, four years ago. Now it’s just me and my daughter.
Kaufmann: I see. I’m sorry. Well, I’d better be going. I can’t just be sitting around, doing nothing.
Harry: So long. Good luck out there.
Alchemilla Hospital, interior. Alternate.
Harry tries to open a door near the Nurse’s station on the third (?) floor. It’s locked. Footsteps can be heard moving away from the door on the other side.
Alchemilla Hospital, interior. Alternate.*
Harry puts the video tape in the VCR. A static-laden, indecipherable image plays with a woman’s voice in the background.
Voice: … [noise] … [noise] … Getting a pulse, but… [noise]… skin is all … [noise] … Even when I change… [noise] … blood and pus just start oozing through! Why! Why! What is [noise] … that child alive?! (skipping noise can be heard, as the woman’s voice becomes incomprehensible and the static continues)
Alchemilla Hospital, interior. Alternate.
Alessa’s room? In the basement, beneath the hospital.
Harry: (incredulous) Looks like someone’s been here…
Alchemilla Hospital, interior. Alternate.
Lisa: (crawls out from under the table and flings her arms around Harry) Finally! Someone else who’s okay!
Harry: Who are you?
Lisa: My name’s Lisa Garland. What’s yours?
Harry: Harry Mason.
Lisa: Harry, tell me what’s happening here. I must’ve gotten knocked out. When I came to everyone was gone. It’s awful.
Harry: So you don’t know anything, either. Great. I just don’t get it, it’s like this is all some kind of bad dream.
Lisa: Yeah, a living nightmare.
Harry: Let me ask you – have you seen a little girl around here? Short, black hair. Seven years old.
Lisa: A seven-year-old girl. What, she’s your daughter?
Harry: Yes.
Lisa: A seven-year-old girl… I can’t say that I have. I was unconscious all this time. I’m sorry.
Harry: (sighs) That’s alright. Do you know anything about all that weird stuff in the basement?
Lisa: No… Why? Is there something down there?
Harry: You don’t know? Don’t you work here?
Lisa: We’re under strict orders never to enter the basement storeroom, so I really don’t know. What did you say was down there?
Harry: Well, it’s – mmf, damn! My head!
Lisa: What’s wrong? Harry? Harry – let me help you. (voice echoing) Harry?
Alchemilla Hospital, interior. Foggy version.
Harry: (comes to) Was I dreaming…?
Dahlia: You were too late!
Harry: It’s you.
Dahlia: Yes, Dahlia Gillespie.
Harry: Tell me everything you know. What’s going on?
Dahlia: Darkness. The town is being devoured by darkness! Strength must overcome petty desire, childish sleep-talk! I knew this day would come.
Harry: What are you talking about? I don’t understand a word of this.
Dahlia: Believe the evidence of your eyes. The other church in this town – that is your destination. This is beyond my abilities, only you can stop it. Now, have you not seen the crest marked on the ground all over town?
Harry: So that’s what I saw on the ground in the schoolyard… What does it mean?
Dahlia: It is the Mark of Samael. Don’t let it be completed! (goes to leave, I guess)
Harry: Hey, wait!
Other Church, interior.
Harry: What’s this…?
Cybil: HARRY!
Harry: Cybil?
Cybil: (sighs, relieved) I’m glad you’re okay. I shouldn’t have left you, things are worse than I thought. It’s nuts!
Harry: What are you doing here? I thought you left town.
Cybil: I saw you go in here, so I followed you. I couldn’t get out, all the roads out of town are blocked! Cars have completely stopped running, the phones and radios are still out, too.
Harry: What about my daughter? Did you see her?
Cybil: I did see a girl.
Harry: Was it Cheryl?
Cybil: I only caught a glimpse of her through the fog. I went after her but she vanished. I don’t know about your daughter, but –
Harry: (pissed) And you just let her go?! Where was it?
Cybil: On Bachman Road; she was heading towards the lake. Now don’t get excited, it wasn’t like she ran off, exactly. There was no place for her to go – the road has been obliterated.
Harry: What? So then Cheryl…
Cybil: It was like she was walking on thin air.
Harry: Hm?!
Cybil: What about you – anything?
Harry: Yeah, I met this bizarre woman, Dahlia Gillespie. Do you know her?
Cybil: Dahlia Gillespie… No. And?
Harry: She said something about the town being devoured by darkness, gibberish like that. Any idea what it means?
Cybil: Darkness devouring the town…? Must be on drugs. They sell’em to the tourists. The force still can’t figure out who’s behind it – none of our leads have panned out, and the investigation is stalled.
Harry: What could drug trafficking have to do with all this?
Cybil: Hmm. I really don’t know, but maybe that’s the “darkness” she was talking about. That’s all I can think of.
Harry: Hmm.
Cybil: (indicating the passageway Harry found) What’s this?
Harry: Just discovered it. Maybe there’s something back there.
Cybil: Let’s have a look.
Harry: Wait. We don’t know what’s back there. I’d better check it out first.
Cybil: I’m a cop, I should go.
Harry: (indignant) No. I’m going.
Cybil: Alright, I’ll cover you from here. Be careful. If anything looks fishy, get back here on the double.
Harry: Okay. … Cybil?
Cybil: Yeah?
Harry: Do you know anything about… well, like some other world? It’s like some kind of bad dream?
Cybil: What are you talking about?
Harry: I’m not quite sure. I try to make sense of it, but then my mind goes blank. Everything’s dark there, and I hear sirens in the distance. I met this nurse, Lisa. It’s like… I was there, but not really. It’s all a blur. Like some kind of hallucination, you know?
Cybil: I have no idea what you’re talking about, Harry.
Harry: Oh… I was just wondering. (sighs) Never mind.
Cybil: Harry, you’re tired.
Harry: Yeah, maybe.
Other Church backroom, interior.
Harry: What’s this? Some kind of altar? I’ve never seen anything like this before… Maybe this is the other church. (gasps) What the?!
Other Church, interior.
Cybil: (peering into backroom) Harry? Are you okay? Harry? (voice echoes) Harry?
Alchemilla Hospital, interior. Alternate.
Harry: (voice echoing) Where am I…?
Lisa: Harry.
Harry: Lisa… then I’m in the hospital?
Lisa: You were having a bad dream.
Harry: Was I? Hey – you don’t look too good. Are you okay?
Lisa: I’m fine. Nothing you need to worry about.
Harry: Well, if you’re sure. … Lisa, do you know a woman named Dahlia Gillespie?
Lisa: Oh yeah, that crazy Gillespie lady. She’s kinda famous around here. She never sees anybody so I don’t know that much about her, but I heard her kid died in a fire and supposedly she’s been crazy ever since.
Harry: Well, she says the town is being devoured by “The Darkness.” Do you have any idea what she’s talking about?
Lisa: The town being devoured by The Darkness… Yes, I think I do. Before this place was turned into a resort the townspeople here were on the quiet side. Everybody followed this queer religion: weird occult stuff, black magic, that kind of thing. As young people moved away the people figured they’d been summoned by the Gods… Evidently things like that used to happen around here all the time. Before the resort there really wasn’t anything else out here. Everyone was so flipped out – gotta blame it on something. Then a lot of new people came in and everybody clammed up about it.
Harry: A cult…
Lisa: Last time I heard anything about it was, gosh, years ago, when several people connected in developing the town died in accidents. People said it was a curse. Oh, I’m sorry. I’m rambling, I’ll shut up.
Other church, interior. Alternate.
Harry: Was that another dream? Did I pass out again?
Shopping Mall, interior. Alternate.
Televisions lined up on the wall emit static. An image of Cheryl appears.
Cheryl: Daddy, help me. Daddy – where are you?
Harry: (delayed reaction?) Cheryl!
Alchemilla Hospital, interior. Alternate.
Lisa: HARRY!
Harry: Glad you’re okay.
Lisa: Thank God you came back! I was scared to be here all alone!
Harry: I’m here now. (chuckles) I was worried, too. I’m real happy to see you. .. Lisa, can you tell me how to get to the lake?
Lisa: The lake? You take Bachman Road.
Harry: The road’s blocked.
Lisa: Well, that’s the only way out there.
Harry: Are you sure? There’s gotta be another way.
Lisa: (suddenly shouts) Wait! I just remembered something!
Harry: What?
Lisa: There’s a waterworks over by my old elementary school – it’s been abandoned for years. There’s an underground tunnel out there used for inspections or something. I remember hearing it runs all the way to the lake.
Harry: Really? You think I can get to the lake from there?
Lisa: I’ve never been down in there myself so I’m not positive, besides, it’s all fenced off to keep people out.
Harry: If there’s a chance, I’ve got to try.
Lisa: Harry, don’t go! I don’t want to be alone! It’s so scary I can’t stand it.
Harry: How about coming with me? This may not be the safest place in the world, either. I can’t promise anything but I’ll do my best to protect you.
Lisa: No… somehow I feel I’m not supposed to leave this place. Oh Harry, I’m so scared! I’m so cold…
Harry: Look, just wait here a little longer… I’ll be back as soon as I find my daughter.
Lisa: Harry!
Annie’s Bar, interior. Alternate.
Harry: Are you okay?
Kaufmann: Yeah, I guess so, but I’m beat. I thought I was a goner there. So, how’d it go? Did you find a way out?
Harry: No, not yet. How bout you?
Kaufmann: Zip. But it’s too soon to give up – this craziness can’t go on forever. A military rescue squad should be here any time now. If they come through the town, we’re home free.
Harry: I hope so…
Kaufmann: I’d better get going. This isn’t the time to stand around flapping our gums. (starts walking away)
Harry: Do you know a girl called Alessa?
Kaufmann: No. (keeps walking)
Norman’s Motel, interior. Alternate.
Kaufmann: (pissed) Give me that!
Harry: What is this?
Kaufmann: That’s none of your business! Instead of messing with that, how about coming up with a way to get out of here?
Harry: Hm.
Kaufmann: You shouldn’t be hanging around here goofing off! What do you think you’re doing, you want to get yourself killed?! Get outta here!
Harry: Okay, take it easy…
Kaufmann: Unless you want to die keep your mind on business, got it?!
Nightmare???
Harry: What’s this?! Mmf! Oh. OH. … Huh?
Boat, interior. Alternate.
Harry: Cybil!
Cybil: Harry!
Harry: How did you get back here?
Cybil: I followed the sewer. Were you the one who cut the fence?
Harry: Yeah. I’m glad you made it, I was worried about you.
Cybil: You were worried?! Where did you disappear to? … Never mind, I want to know what’s going on here. What is with this town?
Harry: This may sound really off the wall, but listen to me. You’ve got to believe me – I haven’t gone crazy and I’m not fooling around. At first, I thought I was losing my mind, but now I know I’m not. It’s not me, this whole town.. it’s being invaded by the Otherworld. A world of someone’s nightmarish delusions come to life. Little by little the invasion is spreading, trying to swallow up everything in darkness. I think I’m finally beginning to understand what that lady was talking about.
Cybil: (in disbelief) Harry… hold on a minute. I don’t get it.
Harry: Look, I don’t understand it all myself. I guess I can’t explain it.
Cybil: Well, what’s making this happen?
Harry: I don’t know that either. But I do know Cheryl is there.
Cybil: There?
Harry: Under… whoever created this darkness. Cheryl is somewhere and she needs my help.
Cybil: Harry, this whole thing has been a major blow to you. You need to rest.
Harry: Cybil, I –
Dahlia: (like an interrupting cow) The demon is awakening! Spreading those wings!
Harry: Dahlia Gillespie.
Dahlia: Was it not as I said? I see it all now – yes! Everything. Hungry for sacrifice the demon will swallow up the land! I knew this day would come! And what’s more, the task is almost finished! There’s only two left. To seal this town to the abyss, the Mark of Samael. When it is completed all is lost! Even in daytime darkness will cover the sun, the dead will walk and martyrs will burn in the fires of hell! Everyone will die!
Harry: So what am I supposed to do?! I’ve got to save Cheryl.
Dahlia: It is simple: stop the demon. The demon, the demon taking that child’s form! Stop it before your daughter becomes a sacrifice, before it is too late! Stop it, stop it!
Harry: What do I do?
Dahlia: Go to the lighthouse on the lake, and to the centre of the amusement park. Make haste! You are the only hope!
Cybil: Look, Harry: I really don’t get what’s going on, but if there’s a chance we can save your daughter – I’m in. I’ll check out the amusement park, you go to the lighthouse.
Harry: Cybil, thanks.
(Cybil leaves)
Dahlia: You will need to use it.
Harry: Use what?
Dahlia: The Flauros. Only with that can you stop it.
Harry: What about Cybil?
Lighthouse, interior. Alternate.
Harry: (sees Alessa) Wait! Damn, I was too late…
Boat II, interior. Alternate.
Harry: Cybil hasn’t come back. That creep’s sure to show up at the amusement park pretty soon. Let me be on time!
Amusement Park, exterior. Alternate. After Cybil boss fight.
Cybil: (moans)
Harry: Cybil, wake up! Snap out of it! Cybil!
Cybil: Harry.. What happened?
Harry: Shh, don’t talk. I’ll take care of you.
Cybil: Harry… why did they take your daughter? Why her?
Harry: I’m not sure myself, but you know… Cheryl isn’t my biological daughter. I actually haven’t told her yet. She probably already knows anyway, though. We found her abandoned on the side of the highway. Nobody knew where she came from. We didn’t have any kids of our own, my wife was sick and it didn’t look like she was getting any better. So we took Cheryl in.
Cybil: So in that case…
Harry: There might be some connection between Cheryl and this town.
Cybil: So what do you do now?
Harry: (firmly) Cheryl is my daughter: I will save her, no matter what.
Amusement Park II, exterior. Alternate.
Harry: (to Alessa) I figured you’d show. Hold it right there! I don’t know who you are or what you’re trying to do, and I don’t care, just one thing: let Cheryl go. That’s all I ask.
(The Flauros freaks out)
Harry: – What? Damn! Huh? What is this?!
Alessa: (screams)
Harry: Where’s Cheryl? Give me back my daughter?
Dahlia: (smugly) We meet at last, Alessa.
Alessa: (gasps)
Harry: Dahlia Gillespie? Where’s Cheryl? Where is she?!
Dahlia: Alessa, this is the end of your little game.
Alessa: Mama?
Harry: Huh? Could she be –
Dahlia: You’ve been a ghastly little pest, haven’t you, Alessa? I was careless, thinking you couldn’t escape from our spell, but mommy didn’t know how much you’d grown. That’s why I couldn’t catch you all by myself, but what a pity, yes? Now you’re half indebted to this man for his help!
Harry: Hey! What are you talking about?
Dahlia: Alessa, my dear little girl, there is one thing left I need you to do for me.
Alessa: No! Get away from me!
Dahlia: Bad girl, everything is ready. Let’s go home now, mhmm?
Harry: (stock Harry line) What’s going on here?!
Alessa: (screams)
Hospital, interior. Nowhere.
Lisa: Harry.
Harry: Lisa – what happened? Where’s Alessa and Dahlia?
Lisa: Harry, listen. Something you said before has been bothering me, I just can’t get it out of my head…
Harry: What is it, Lisa?
Lisa: … So I went to look in the basement, even though I was scared as hell. Like you said, there were these creepy rooms… but nothing really unusual down there. But while I was down there I got this weird feeling… like I’d been there before. Like something happened there, but I can’t quite remember somehow. What was it? Harry, help me. I’m so scared, I can’t take this!
Harry: It’s only a temporary thing, you’re in shock from when you were knocked out. Don’t fret about it, you’ll remember after a while.
Lisa: No! You don’t understand! (abruptly departs)
Harry: Wait! Where do you think you’re going?
Being Summoned, ???. Nowhere.
Harry: (voice echoing) I’m being summoned. What happened in this town? What could be making things like this? I have a feeling if I take the elevator down… I’ll find it. … Cheryl…
Lisa’s Death, ???. Nowhere.
Lisa: Harry.
Harry: Lisa! What’s the matter with you?
Lisa: I get it now, why I’m still alive while everyone else is dead. I’m not the only one who’s still walking around – I’m the same as them! I just hadn’t noticed it before!
Harry: Lisa…
Lisa: Stay by me, Harry, please! I’m so scared! Help me! Save me from them, please! Harry! (starts weeping)
(Harry pushes Lisa back, runs from the room. Holds door shut as Lisa knocks/beats on it)
Harry: (sadly?) Lisa…
Flashback in Alessa’s Hospital Room, ???. Nowhere.
Dahlia: Everything is going according to plan. Sheltered in the womb…
??? 1: But it’s not done yet. Half the soul is lost, that is why the seed lies dormant.
??? 2: And what soul remains captured in that husk is buried deep down in the subconscious?
Kaufmann: Are you trying to say it won’t work? That wasn’t our agreement!
Dahlia: No, no, these are just stalling tactics. If we lend a hand we will be able to get power! Never fear: the promise shall not be broken.
??? 1: But the power we could draw now would be very weak, almost nothing. Unless we get the other half of the soul…
Dahlia: We’ll use a magical spell. Feeling this child’s pain, it’s sure to come.
??? 2: But that would take time.
Flashback in the Gillespie House, ???. Nowhere.
Dahlia: (struggling with Alessa) Come! Come along!
Alessa: No! No! I don’t want to!
Dahlia: Do what Mommy tells you, now! I just want you to lend me a teeny bit of your power, that’s all.
Alessa: (wailing) No, I don’t wanna do it!
Dahlia: It will make everyone happy, and it’s for your own good, too.
Alessa: Oh, but Mommy, I just want to be with you. Just two of us – please understand.
Dahlia: Ohhh, yes, I see… Maybe Mommy has been wrong!
Alessa: Mommy!
Dahlia: Why didn’t I see this before? There is no reason to wait! ‘Herein lies the Mother’s womb, containing the power to create life’! I could have done it all myself!
Alessa: Mommy?
Nowhere, ???. Interior – Good+ Ending
Dahlia: I was shocked to realize the Talisman of Metatron was being used in spite of the lost soul returning at last – just a little longer and all would have been for naught! It’s all because of that man. We must be thankful to him. Even though Alessa has been stopped, his little girl has to go. What a pity! (evil bitch cackle)
Cybil: FREEZE! What in the devil’s name…? (is thrown back. Groans)
Harry: Dahlia!
Dahlia: Well, well, well. To think you’d make it this far.
Harry: Where’s Cheryl?! What have you done to her?
Dahlia: What are you talking about? You’ve seen her many times, restored to her former self.
Harry: I’m in no mood for jokes.
Dahlia: Don’t you see? She’s right there.
Harry: That’s absurd!
Dahlia: You are the only one who thinks so.
Harry: Why? Why are you doing this?
Dahlia: It’s been a long seven years… For the seven years since that terrible day, Alessa has been kept alive suffering a fate worse than death. Alessa has been trapped in an endless nightmare from which she never awakens! He has been nurtured by that nightmare, waiting for the day to be born. That day has finally come! The time is nigh! Everyone will be released from pain and suffering! Our salvation is at hand – this is the day of reckoning! When all our sorrows will be washed away, when we return to the true Paradise! My daughter will be the Mother of God!
(The wheelchair figure and the girl at its feet merge, form the Woman in White.)
(A shot rings out. Dahlia collapses)
Kaufmann: (arrives on the scene) Quit screwing around! Return things to how they were before!
Harry: Kaufmann!?
Kaufmann: Did I ask for this?! Nobody uses me! You won’t get away with this!
Dahlia: Your role is over. We don’t need you anymore. What do you think you can accomplish by coming here?
Kaufmann: My, aren’t we getting cocky? Bet you can’t see this and keep your cool.
Dahlia: Aglaophotis?! I thought I got rid of that!
Kaufmann: All I had to do was plant is somewhere for you to find. And you? Well – it kept you busy. Hah! You’re easy! And there’s more where this came from.
Dahlia: Stop it!
(Kaufmann chucks the Aglaophotis phial at the Woman in White. Woman in White screams, keels over. GIANT ASS DEMON THING/Incubus pops out of her back)
Harry: Huh? What the?
Dahlia: (laughs all crazy like. Dies via Incubus‘s lightning attack)
Kaufmann: What on earth…? That’s not supposed to…
(Boss fight commences.)
(Incubus defeated. Woman in White reappears)
Harry: Ah!
Cheryl’s Voice: Daddy!
(“Nowhere” starts to crumble, flames falling from the ceiling. Harry and the Woman in White stare at each other for a moment)
(Cybil gets back up. So does Kaufmann. They start to move towards the exit…)
Lisa’s Ghost: (appears from under the grating, seizes Kaufmann. Drags him back, preventing his escape. Kaufmann screams)
Woman in White: (hands a baby to Harry. He takes it and, along with Cybil, runs towards the light they see in the distance. Harry and Cybil escape to the streets of Silent Hill with the baby.)
Nowhere, ???. Interior – Good Ending
Harry: Dahlia!
Dahlia: Well, well, well. To think you’d make it this far.
Harry: Where’s Cheryl?! What have you done to her?
Dahlia: What are you talking about? You’ve seen her many times, restored to her former self.
Harry: I’m in no mood for jokes.
Dahlia: Don’t you see? She’s right there.
Harry: That’s absurd!
Dahlia: You are the only one who thinks so.
Harry: Why? Why are you doing this?
Dahlia: It’s been a long seven years… For the seven years since that terrible day, Alessa has been kept alive suffering a fate worse than death. Alessa has been trapped in an endless nightmare from which she never awakens! He has been nurtured by that nightmare, waiting for the day to be born. That day has finally come! The time is nigh! Everyone will be released from pain and suffering! Our salvation is at hand – this is the day of reckoning! When all our sorrows will be washed away, when we return to the true Paradise! My daughter will be the Mother of God!
(The wheelchair figure and the girl at its feet merge in a glowing burst of light. The Woman in White appears)
(A shot rings out. Dahlia collapses)
Kaufmann: (arrives on the scene) Quit screwing around! Return things to how they were before!
Harry: Kaufmann!?
Kaufmann: Did I ask for this?! Nobody uses me! You won’t get away with this!
Dahlia: Your role is over. We don’t need you anymore. What do you think you can accomplish by coming here?
Kaufmann: My, aren’t we getting cocky? Bet you can’t see this and keep your cool.
Dahlia: Aglaophotis?! I thought I got rid of that!
Kaufmann: All I had to do was plant is somewhere for you to find. And you? Well – it kept you busy. Hah! You’re easy! And there’s more where this came from.
Dahlia: Stop it!
(Kaufmann chucks the Aglaophotis phial at the Woman in White. Woman in White screams, keels over. GIANT ASS DEMON THING/Incubus pops out of her back)
Harry: Huh? What the?
Dahlia: (laughs all crazy like. Dies via Incubus‘s lightning attack)
Kaufmann: What on earth…? That’s not supposed to…
(Boss fight commences.)
(Incubus defeated. Woman in White reappears)
Cheryl’s Voice: Daddy!
(“Nowhere” starts to crumble, flames falling from the ceiling. Harry and the Woman in White stare at each other for a moment)
Woman in White: (hands a baby to Harry. He takes it, stares at it for a while, and then runs into the direction the Woman in White indicated.)
Kaufmann: (wakes up. Starts to move towards the exit…)
Lisa’s Ghost: (appears from under the grating, seizes Kaufmann. Drags him back, preventing his escape. Kaufmann screams.)
(Harry escapes to the streets of Silent Hill, alone, with the baby.)
Nowhere, ???. Interior – Bad Ending
Harry: (appears on the scene. Angry) Dahlia!
Dahlia: Well, well, well. To think you’d make it this far.
Harry: Where’s Cheryl?! What have you done to her!
Dahlia: What are you talking about? You’ve seen her many times, restored to her former self.
Harry: I’m in no mood for jokes.
Dahlia: Don’t you see? She’s right there. (points to the figure in the wheelchair)
Harry: That’s absurd.
Dahlia: You are the only one who thinks so.
Harry: Why? Why are you doing this?
Dahlia: It’s been a long seven years… For the seven years since that terrible day, Alessa has been kept alive suffering a fate worse than death. Alessa has been trapped in an endless nightmare from which she never awakens! He has been nurtured by that nightmare, waiting for the day to be born. That day has finally come! The time is nigh! Everyone will be released from pain and suffering! Our salvation is at hand – this is the day of reckoning! When all our sorrows will be washed away, when we return to the true Paradise! My daughter will be the Mother of God!
(Bright light envelopes the wheelchair figure and the girl at its feet. Woman in White appears)
Dahlia: It’s awakening! It’s awake! Now no one can interfere!
Harry: Cheryl!
Dahlia: Give up! That person no longer exists. This is a God descended among us to reach out and save us! (crazy laugh as she falls down, in flames)
(Boss fight with the Woman in White commences)
(Woman in White defeated)
Cheryl’s Voice: Daddy!
Harry: Cheryl?!
Cheryl’s Voice: Thank you, daddy. Goodbye.
Harry: Cheryl…? Can’t be… You can’t leave like this… This can’t be happening! Cheryl? Cheryl!
(After the credits, the camera focuses on the image of Harry unconscious? Dead? In his jeep, harkening back to the accident at the game’s start. It seems to indicate that everything that happened in the game was just a delusion.)
Nowhere, ???. Interior – Bad+ Ending
Cybil: (aims her handgun at Dahlia)
Dahlia: I was shocked to realize the Talisman of Metatron was being used in spite of the lost soul returning at last. Just a little longer and all would have been for naught. It’s all because of that man. We must be thankful to him. Even though Alessa has been stopped, his little girl has to go. What a pity… (laughs)
Cybil: (delayed reaction?) Freeze! (shoots at Dahlia. Her shot is blocked somehow) What in the devil’s name…?
(Cybil is knocked unconscious)
Harry: (appears on the scene. Angry) Dahlia!
Dahlia: Well, well, well. To think you’d make it this far.
Harry: Where’s Cheryl?! What have you done to her!
Dahlia: What are you talking about? You’ve seen her many times, restored to her former self.
Harry: I’m in no mood for jokes.
Dahlia: Don’t you see? She’s right there. (points to the figure in the wheelchair)
Harry: That’s absurd.
Dahlia: You are the only one who thinks so.
Harry: Why? Why are you doing this?
Dahlia: It’s been a long seven years… For the seven years since that terrible day, Alessa has been kept alive suffering a fate worse than death. Alessa has been trapped in an endless nightmare from which she never awakens! He has been nurtured by that nightmare, waiting for the day to be born. That day has finally come! The time is nigh! Everyone will be released from pain and suffering! Our salvation is at hand – this is the day of reckoning! When all our sorrows will be washed away, when we return to the true Paradise! My daughter will be the Mother of God!
(Bright light envelopes the wheelchair figure and the girl at its feet. Woman in White appears)
Dahlia: It’s awakening! It’s awake! Now no one can interfere!
Harry: Cheryl!
Dahlia: Give up! That person no longer exists. This is a God descended among us to reach out and save us! (crazy laugh as she falls down dead, in flames)
(Boss fight with the Woman in White commences)
(Woman in White defeated)
Cheryl’s Voice: Daddy!
Harry: Cheryl?!
Cheryl’s Voice: Thank you, daddy. Goodbye.
Harry: Cheryl…? Can’t be… You can’t leave like this… This can’t be happening! Cheryl? Cheryl!
Cybil: (walks over to where Harry has slumped on the floor. Pulls him to his feet, slaps him) Harry, go.
*Video Tape, coherent version.
Lisa: What is it…? Still has an unusually high fever… Eyes don’t open, getting a pulse but just barely breathing. Her skin is all charred! Even when I change the bandages the blood and pus just start oozing through! Why! What is keeping that child alive?! I can’t stand it any longer… I won’t tell a soul, promise. So please…