A Nightmare on Elm Street Page #33

MARGE:

(laughs)

I believe anything's possible.

TINA slaps five with NANCY.

TINA:

Lookin' good, girl!

ANGLE INSIDE THE CONVERTIBLE. GLEN slips into the seat next to

NANCY. Someone else is driving, it seems. NANCY looks up to the

DRIVER. The big MAN turns and grins at NANCY, a terrible,

scarred, hideous leer of a grin -- FRED KRUEGER'S grin!

ANGLE BACK OUTSIDE THE CONVERTIBLE as its top clamps over the

kids within -- a bright red and yellow top that closes as fast

and hard as a beartrap! NANCY'S frightened face flies to the

window, pressing against the thick glass as the car roars away

from the curb and into the thick fog.

211. CAMERA PANS TO a group of LITTLE GIRLS, half-hidden by the fog, 211.

jumping rope and singing gayly.

GIRLS:

One two --

Freddy's coming for you!

Three four --

Better lock your door!

Five six --

Get your Crucifix

Seven eight --

Gonna stay up late!

Nine ten --

Never sleep again!

MUSIC CROSSFADES WITH THIS SONG, expanding the simple tune to

symphonic, boundless dimensions as the little girls fade into

thin air, and we

FADE TO BLACK:

ROLL END TITLES.

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