An American Werewolf in London Page #6

She looks into his eyes, lifting the lids with her thumb,

and then checks his chart at the end of the bed.

ALEX:

Mr. Kessler?

David remains unconscious. Another young nurse, MISS

GALLAGHER, comes in.

MISS GALLAGHER:

He all right?

ALEX:

Yes, I should think. He called out

just now.

MISS GALLAGHER:

He's an American, you know. Dr. Hirsch

is going to fetch round one of those

Embassy fellows to see him.

ALEX:

Chart says he's from New York.

MISS GALLAGHER:

I think he's a Jew.

ALEX:

Why on earth do you say that?

MISS GALLAGHER:

I looked.

ALEX:

(smiles)

Really, Susan, I don't think that

was very proper, and besides, it's

common practice now.

A voice startles the girls.

DR. HIRSCH

Yes, Miss Gallagher, Miss Price is

quite right.

DR. HIRSCH enters. He is an older man wearing the customary

lab coat. A very commanding and reassuring presence. The

girls are embarrassed.

ALEX:

Dr. Hirsch, Mr. Kessler cried out a

minute ago.

DR. HIRSCH

Miss Gallagher, surely you must

perform some function here at the

hospital.

MISS GALLAGHER:

Yes, Doctor.

DR. HIRSCH

Then get on with it.

MISS GALLAGHER:

Yes, Doctor.

She exits. Dr. Hirsch begins to examine David. Alex watches.

Dr. Hirsch turns to Alex.

DR. HIRSCH

Can I be of service, Miss Price?

ALEX:

Dr. Hirsch?

DR. HIRSCH

Go about your duties.

ALEX:

Yes, Doctor.

She starts to exit.

DR. HIRSCH

Oh, Miss Price?

ALEX:

Yes, Doctor?

DR. HIRSCH

What exactly did he call out?

ALEX:

He said 'Jack'.

DR. HIRSCH

That would be Jack Goodman, the boy

who was killed.

ALEX:

What happened to them?

DR. HIRSCH

The police report said an escaped

lunatic attacked them. He must have

been a very powerful man. Although I

really don't see that it is any of

your concern, Miss Price.

ALEX:

No, sir. Of course, sir. Good day,

Doctor.

She exits as Dr. Hirsch continues his examination, looking

into David's eyes.

EXT. DENSE FOREST - DAY

The camera is handheld, running furiously through the almost

dense greenery. On the soundtrack are the footfalls and heavy

breathing of the runner. The camera abruptly stops and turns,

sharply looking about, the panting continuing. The breathing

gets louder and harder, then too loud when we:

CUT TO:

INT. HOSPITAL ROOM - DAY

David opens his eyes quickly, the silence and whiteness

contrast sharply with the preceding fantasy. Standing beside

the bed are Dr. Hirsch and MR. COLLINS. Mr. Collins wears a

bow tie and is holding a briefcase.

DR. HIRSCH

Hello, David. I am Dr. Hirsch and

this is a countryman of yours, Mr.

Collins.

DAVID:

Where am I?

DR. HIRSCH

You're in a hospital in London.

DAVID:

London? Where's Jack? I had a strange

dream.

DR. HIRSCH

I should think so after your recent

traumatic experiences.

DAVID:

The guy I was with. Is he all right?

How did I get to London?

DR. HIRSCH

(quietly)

Now, David, I want you to prepare

yourself; your friend is dead.

David jolts up in bed and shouts.

DAVID:

What?

The sudden exertion and strain hurt.

DAVID:

Ow, sh*t!

He sinks back down.

DAVID:

Jack's dead?

MR. COLLINS

Mr. Kessler, I am Mr. Collins of the

American Embassy here in Grosvenor

Square. Both Mr. Goodman's parents

and your parents have been notified

of your injuries and everything's in

order.

DAVID:

Everything's in order? What are you

talking about?

MR. COLLINS

Mr. Goodman's body has been air-

freighted back to New York for burial

and your parents have wired funds

for your stay in the hospital until

you are well enough to fly home.

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