An American Werewolf in London Page #7

DAVID:

(controlled tears)

You don't crate and ship Jack like

some side of beef.

(approaching hysteria)

Who the hell are you people? What's

going on here? Where is Jack? I demand

to see him!

DR. HIRSCH

(holds David down,

calls out)

Miss Price! Miss Price, please!

DAVID:

(shouting)

Get your f***ing hands off me! What

the hell is going on here?

Alex enters amidst David's shouting and confusion.

MR. COLLINS

(distraught, clutching

his briefcase)

I realize how upsetting this must be

for you, Mr. Kessler, but please try

to refrain from hysterics.

David continues shouting and struggling.

DR. HIRSCH

Prepare a hypodermic, please, Miss

Price.

The shot is administered and David is held down by Dr. Hirsch

and Alex until his breathing becomes more normal.

MR. COLLINS

Now, Mr. Kessler, try not to excite

yourself. Everything has been

arranged. I shall come back to check

on your progress and send a report

to your parents. The police have

requested to interview you and I

have given them permission to do so.

Dr. Hirsch walks Mr. Collins to the door.

DR. HIRSCH

Thank you very much, Mr. Collins.

He'll rest now and I'm sure everything

will be fine once he's adjusted.

He's had quite a shock.

MR. COLLINS

These dumb-ass kids never appreciate

anything you do for them.

Mr. Collins exits. Dr. Hirsch crosses back to the bed.

DAVID:

How long have I been here?

DR. HIRSCH

You've been unconscious since you

were brought in two weeks ago.

DAVID:

Two weeks?

DR. HIRSCH

You've suffered some rather severe

cuts and bruises, lost a bit of blood,

but nothing too serious; black and

blue for a while. You'll have some

dueling scars to boast of. That

lunatic must have been a very fierce

fellow. They say a mad man has the

strength of ten.

DAVID:

(softly, as the drugs

take hold)

Lunatic?

DR. HIRSCH

Now we've just given you a pretty

strong sedative, so try to get some

rest now. Miss Price will see to

your needs. Rest now.

Dr. Hirsch watches as Alex straightens David's covers.

DAVID:

(softly)

It wasn't a lunatic.

ALEX:

(puzzled)

I beg your pardon?

DAVID:

It was a wolf.

ALEX:

(bends down close to

hear)

What?

DAVID:

A wolf.

David passes out. Alex looks to Dr. Hirsch.

DR. HIRSCH

Did he say a wolf?

ALEX:

Yes, I believe he did.

Dr. Hirsch regards David thoughtfully.

INT. DR. HIRSCH'S OFFICE - DAY

Dr. Hirsch is on the phone, he is referring to a desk

calendar.

DR. HIRSCH

But Roger is so terribly boring.

Yes, dear, but couldn't we... I see.

(he makes a note)

Thursday at eight, dinner with boring

Roger. Yes, I'm sure I will; if I

survived Rommel, I suppose I'll

survive another excruciating evening

with Roger Mathison. Be a good girl.

Bye.

He hangs up very disgruntled. The intercom buzzes.

DR. HIRSCH

Yes?

SECRETARY (V.O.)

Lt. Villiers and Sgt. McManus are

here to see you, Doctor.

DR. HIRSCH

Send them in.

He rises to greet the two police officers, one tall, the

other rather pudgy.

LT. VILLIERS

Dr. Hirsch?

DR. HIRSCH

Come in, come in. Please sit. Some

tea?

The cops sit down, Lt. Villiers immediately produces a small

notebook.

LT. VILLIERS

No, thank you.

SGT. MCMANUS

I'd like some tea, please.

Lt. Villiers shoots the sergeant a withering look.

SGT. MCMANUS

Maybe not. No thanks. Maybe later.

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