A Nightmare on Elm Street 4: The Dream Master Page #2

Deb, later in life,

you'll appreciate my motto.

- What's that?

- Mind over matter.

I'll see you later, OK?

Alice, can you leave here?

What's wrong?

Kincaid and Joey

died last night.

What?

Hey, Rick, come here!

Stay with her.

Kristen, what happened?

Look, you're gonna hear

all kinds of stories.

And after all

we've been through together...

how could I let him get to them?

We were a team.

I'm gonna get

that son of a b*tch.

Who?

Rick, we gotta go.

- Now.

- I'm coming.

Before it's too late.

I gotta go.

I guess I'll talk to you later.

So, why the haunted house?

It's not just a house.

It's his home.

He's waiting in there

for me to dream.

Hey, it's OK. We're with you.

I told you, you can't help me.

This isn't a normal nightmare.

I'm history.

I don't get it.

- Come on.

- Jeez. What'd I miss?

She told us a story

about Freddy.

Fred Krueger.

He's a town legend.

He was a child killer

freed on a technicality.

So?

So, a lot of parents

got pissed off...

and, according to Kris...

they hunted him down

and roasted him...

like a Thanksgiving turkey.

Nice neighborhood.

Anyway,

that's where it gets weird.

She says that he comes back

in dreams.

And if he kills you

in your dream...

you're dead for real.

Now I lay me down to sleep.

The master of dreams,

my soul I'll keep.

Dream master.

I think I remember the rhyme.

Kristen, get the hell

away from that house!

! Andale!

You don't have to go

if you don't want to.

I'll take care of you.

I better go.

OK...

but I'll call you tonight,

and we'll get through this.

Shotgun.

Something the matter

with the cuisine?

Well, Mom, I'll tell you...

when two of your friends

die in the same day...

let me know what it does

to your appetite.

You're just tired.

Don't think I haven't noticed

you aren't sleeping.

That has got to stop, honey.

What's wrong with me?

Adolescent anxiety.

That'll make it better.

Oh, God.

Mom, what did you do?

Jesus! Sleeping pills?

Look, Kristen, I'm sorry.

Sorry?

Sorry that you

and your tennis pals...

torched this guy,

and now he's after me?

In case you haven't been

keeping score...

it's his f***ing banquet,

and I'm the last course!

We went over this in therapy!

No, Mother.

You just murdered me.

Take that

to your goddamn therapy.

Dream someplace fun.

Thanks, Alice.

Hi, little girl.

- What's your name?

- Alice.

I have a friend named Alice.

Elm Street's last brat.

Farewell.

We beat you before!

And now you're all alone!

Kristen, why don't you...

call on one of

your little friends?

Maybe they could help.

Never!

I'm the last!

Why don't you reach out...

and cut someone?

How sweet.

Fresh meat.

Alice, wake up and get out!

Alice, I'm so sorry.

It was a mistake.

I pulled you in.

Alice, come to Daddy.

Leave her alone,

you son of a b*tch!

Now no one sleeps.

The souls of my children.

You'll need my power.

Are you OK?

Kristen...

we've gotta get to her house!

Oh, God! Kristen!

Let me go.

Hi, Alice.

Wish you were here.

Your horrible brother's

up to his old tricks.

Rick, as long as I've known you,

I've always wanted to ask...

what the hell this sh*t is

you put in your hair.

I want his body.

That's bullshit.

What else do you want?

She wants my body.

Alice, what are you doing?

I don't know.

It makes me feel better.

What are you doing?

Hello, baby.

Great.

You made her so happy then.

Until all this Freddy sh*t.

Why didn't I just stay with her?

It wouldn't have made

any difference.

Sure it would have.

No. I saw it happen in my dream.

There was this horrible man.

I don't wanna hear

about Freddy, OK?

I heard it all from Kristen,

so stop it.

I could smell the smoke.

I could feel the heat

from the fire.

- It wasn't a dream!

- Just stop it!

She wasn't crazy

and neither are you...

so just cut it out. Please.

Jeez.

Why are you acting this way?

I don't know, Rick.

I just feel so different.

Something happened in the dream.

And now it's like

part of her is with me.

I love you, too!

Hello, everyone!

Girl, I am so dead on my feet.

- We have matching luggage.

- What do you mean?

You didn't sleep last night?

It's that obvious, huh?

- Then you saw him, too.

- Saw who?

I was up all night cramming

for that physics test.

Oh, and I put this

little baby together.

You know Deb's afraid of bugs.

I made it for her.

Ultrahigh sound waves.

It'll make 'em run,

screaming their antennas off.

Look, I'll see you in class, OK?

I don't smoke.

All right,

you've got forty minutes.

So good luck. Go for it.

Help me!

Help!

Wake up!

Wake up, damn it!

Wanna suck face?

Sheila, wake up!

You flunked.

Give her her thing.

Didn't you see it? He was here.

What are you talking about?

He was here!

Step back, please.

Stand back.

Asthma attack?

What 17-year-old

has fatal asthma?

God, she was gonna be a doctor.

- It was Freddy.

- Enough with that crap!

I saw it. It was my dream.

I brought Sheila in.

Oh, God.

I brought Sheila in

like Kristen did with me.

No, don't!

I gave Sheila to him!

And now she's dead!

I really think Kristen's story

is getting to her.

Dan, I really don't know

if it's a story.

Look at us.

We're dropping off

like flies here.

- Good seeing you.

- Bye.

Come on.

Excuse me, miss.

Can I get a pack of gum?

Hey. Where you been?

I haven't seen you around.

I've been working

double shifts.

Guess you need

the extra money, huh?

Look, you know why.

You don't want to believe me.

Don't you understand?

I can't sleep.

Someone might die.

Let's say that

this is real, right?

Why, all of a sudden,

is this Freddy guy after you?

Kristen was the last child left

of the people who killed Freddy.

Maybe Freddy

can't get to the new kids...

unless there's someone

to bring them to him.

We're gonna be late

for the drive-in.

I have to get back.

I guess I'll see you later.

Ninety-three days

till summer vacation, man.

- You tired?

- No. Worried.

Let's see if we can make it

until summer.

It's like open season

around here.

Pretty weird stuff.

Speaking of weird,

you gotta feel for that guy.

Dead girlfriend,

basket case for a sister...

Shut up, a**hole!

What a dick.

You know...

You look wasted, man.

I've been up with Alice.

Hey, how's she doing?

I saw her last night

at the diner.

She's blaming herself

for Sheila.

I know how she feels.

I think about Kristen

all the time.

Maybe I could have stopped it

if I'd have listened.

You mean Freddy?

What else?

You ever take a look

at our town's history?

It's not exactly a safe place

to be a teenager.

Hey, bozos, let's hustle... now.

Well, if I'm next,

watch your back, man.

Where were we?

Every society,

dating back to the ancients...

has had theories

regarding dreams.

What they mean,

how to control them.

Aristotle believed during sleep

your soul roams free.

What it sees are dreams.

The skilled dreamers are able

to control what they see.

There is a myth that there's

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