An American Werewolf in London Page #9

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of David's eyes.

CUT BACK TO:

THE FAWN:

as it is leapt upon, its terrified face leaving frame as

David forces it down. David's head reenters frame, his mouth

full of flesh, his face and hands covered with blood. He

howls in triumph.

INT. HOSPITAL ROOM - NIGHT

The lights are subdued and David's asleep. The door opens, a

shaft of light penetrates the room. Miss Gallagher enters

with a small tray. She crosses to David, turns on the bed

light and touches him.

MISS GALLAGHER:

Mr. Kessler? Wake up, please.

DAVID:

(awakened)

I was having a nightmare.

Miss Gallagher is very efficient in administering the pills

and pouring a glass of water.

MISS GALLAGHER:

Yes, well these should help that.

That's right, drink up.

David takes the pills.

MISS GALLAGHER:

Now go back to sleep so you'll be

fresh for Dr. Hirsch in the morning.

DAVID:

What time is it?

MISS GALLAGHER:

It's nearly eight. I'm off duty

shortly, then I'm off to the films

with Alex.

DAVID:

Alex?

MISS GALLAGHER:

Miss Price, the other nurse that

attended you.

DAVID:

What are you going to see?

MISS GALLAGHER:

An American film about the Mafia

called 'See You Next Wednesday', and

I want to see it badly, so you give

me no problems and go to sleep.

DAVID:

(dropping off)

Do you have bad dreams, too?

MISS GALLAGHER:

Some, everyone does.

DAVID:

Yes, but does everyone kill Bambi?

MISS GALLAGHER:

Bambi?

David has fallen asleep. Miss Gallagher turns off the light,

picks up her tray and pauses in the doorway.

MISS GALLAGHER:

Kill Bambi?

She exits, closing the door plunging the room into darkness.

INT. HOSPITAL NURSES' STATION - DAY

The corridor is busy with orderlies pushing gurneys about,

doctors, visitors, and patients all performing appropriate

background actions. Behind the Nurses' counter, Alex is typing

some forms and an older, obviously senior nurse is filling

some paper cups with different sizes and colors of pills she

is taking from the drug cabinet. She is MRS. HOBBS, the chief

nurse.

MRS. HOBBS

Miss Price.

ALEX:

Yes, Mrs. Hobbs.

MRS. HOBBS

Take these round now, will you please?

The American boy in twenty-one is

only to have these after he's eaten.

Will you be sure of that?

ALEX:

Has he been refusing food?

MRS. HOBBS

Nothing quite as dramatic as that,

Miss Price. He just doesn't eat enough

of what is put before him. He suffers

from nightmares. I'd think he just

needs a hand to hold.

ALEX:

Yes, Mrs. Hobbs.

Alex takes the cups handed to her and makes her way down the

hallway, pausing a moment to straighten her appearance. She

enters.

INT. CHILDREN'S WARD - DAY

A ward with seven or eight beds in it, all occupied. She

goes to a little Pakistani boy named BENJAMIN.

ALEX:

Hello, Benjamin.

BENJAMIN:

No.

ALEX:

No what?

BENJAMIN:

No.

ALEX:

Well, all right then, be that way.

Here, swallow this.

BENJAMIN:

No.

Alex pours a glass of water, gives the pill to Benjamin who

promptly takes it and then drinks the water, handing Alex

back the glass.

ALEX:

Feeling better?

BENJAMIN:

No.

ALEX:

The doctor will be round later. Would

you like a picture book to look at?

We have some lovely funny Beanos.

BENJAMIN:

No.

ALEX:

Right.

She exits, pausing in the hall to speak to a black Jamaican

ORDERLY pushing a cart of lunch trays into Benjamin's ward.

INT. HOSPITAL CORRIDOR - DAY

ALEX:

Has the patient in twenty-one gotten

his tray yet?

ORDERLY:

The American? Yes, duck.

ALEX:

How did he look?

ORDERLY:

What do you mean, 'how did he look'?

ALEX:

You know, did he seem depressed? Do

you think he'll eat the food?

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