All I want from you is an answer.
All you know is she lived in this town.
Am I right?
Angela.
Are you alone here, Eddie?
Are you hurt bad?
Are you OK?
Are you still here?
Aren't you Maria?
Breathing
But I don't need you anymore.
Did she live in this apartment building?
Do what?
Don't be ridiculous.
Don't you remember?
Eddie told me.
Eddie.
Forget you.
Have you seen her?
Her name's Mary.
How can you sit there and eat pizza?
How do you know about Mary?
How do you know about that?
How old are you?
I believe you.
I didn't come here to play, you know.
I didn't mean to scare you.
I don't know what you're planning, but there's always another way.
I don't know why I think she's here.
I don't think so.
I got a letter from her.
I guess I really don't care if it's dangerous or not.
I killed her.
I thought that thing killed you.
I understand now.
I was confused.
I wish I knew.
I wonder if it's still there.
I. Don't know.
I'd do anything if I could be with her again.
I'll be careful.
I'll be there soon.
I'm done with you.
I'm going to go look for her.
I'm going to town either way.
I'm James.
I'm kind of lost.
I'm looking for Mary.
I'm looking for Silent Hill.
I'm looking for someone.
I'm looking for someone.
I'm not crazy. At least I don't think so.
I'm not like you.
I'm. Sorry.
Is it dangerous?
Is that her name?
Is that why you're here too?
Is there any other way?
Is this the right way?
It was you, wasn't it?
It's hot as hell in here.
It's OK.
It's time to end this nightmare.
It's you.
It's you.
James Sunderland.
James.
James.
Last year.
Later, OK.
Laura.
Laura.
Maria.
Maria.
Mary.
Mary.
Mary.
Mary's gone.
My name's James.
No problem.
No, I.
No, you're not.
No.
No.
No.
Not yet.
Nothing.
Oh, nothing.
Ohh yeah.
OK.
OK.
She's dead.
She's my wife.
Silent Hill.
So you're Maria?
Someone. Very important to me.
Sorry.
Stay right there. I'll be there soon.
Sure his quiet here, huh?
Tell me what happened.
Thanks.
That's right.
The one on the lake.
There are all sorts of strange things around here.
There's the hotel too, I guess.
This is no place for a kid.
Three years ago.
We can talk about this later.
We met in the apartment building.
We met in the apartment building.
Well, there's the hotel too, I guess.
What are you doing, Laura?
What the hell is it?
What?
What's a little girl like you doing here, anyway?
What's that letter?
Who is that girl, anyhow?
Who's Rachel?
Why can't you just tell me?
Without Mary. I just can't go on.
Yeah.
Yeah.
Yeah.
Yes.
You are not married.
You liar.
You really seem to care about her.
You.
You're alive.
You're coming with me.
You're really not Mary?
You're the one who stepped on my hand.
Your face, your voice. Just your hair.
