Wes Craven’s New Nightmare Page #21

DR. HEFNER

There are drugs and treatments, Ms.

Langenkamp. We could place Dylan in

foster care for a short while. Run some

tests on you...

Heather cuts Hefner off with a deadly cold wave of her hand.

Gets up. Bumps against the guards.

HEATHER:

I want my kid out of here now!

DR. HEFNER

Very well. As soon as we gather the

appropriate papers...

HEATHER:

You don't understand. If Dylan falls

asleep,then...

Heather turns at an O.S. SOUND

INT. TESTING ROOM

POUNDING ON THE DOOR FROM THE NURSES OUTSIDE, and Julie is

shaking Dylan as hard as she can without hurting him. But

despite all this, the injection is having its way. Dylan is

sagging before her very eyes. Eyelids fluttering, words

slurring...

DYLAN:

Where's mommy? Where's...

Then his head lolls onto his shoulders.

CLOSE ON HIS EYE. CLOSING. Then opening just a crack,

seeing

SOMETHING BIG AND DARK AND AWFUL rising behind Julie.

Something with long, vicious claws at the ends of his

gleaming steel fingers.

DYLAN (cont'd)

(faint)

Julie, behind you!

She turns. There's nothing there for her to see.

But DYLAN SEES THE CLAWS RAISE OVER JULIE, then fall onto her

like the scythe of the Grim Reaper himself.

FROM OUR POV, JULIE lets out a scream and is hauled up into

mid-are by an invisible but horrible force just as

INT. TESTING ROOM DOORWAY

The door behind bursts open. The two nurses barge in, then

freeze, seeing

INT. TESTING ROOM

A SCREAMING, WRITHING JULIE lifted into the air by invisible

hands, then flung to the floor. Next moment she's being

dragged bodily up the wall, leaving a scarlet trail of life's

blood. Dylan jerks suddenly up into amulatory sleep.

Eyes glazed, face rigid and pale. And Julie smashes to the

floor behind him. The nurses scream at a terror they could

never in a million years imagine

INT. TESTING ROOM DOORWAY

and Dylan runs out of the room and is gone!

INT. TREATMENT ROOM - CONTINUOUS

Heather, as the security guards react to the screams and race

from the room, gives one look to Dr. Hefner. The woman

frozen in fear. She then turns and bolts from the room.

INT. CORRIDOR

HEATHER RACES BY CAMERA as a nurse running from Julie's room

stops the security guards.

NURSE ABBOTT:

Forget it. Nothing you can do there.

Call the cops. Now!

The guards tear off in another direction. Heather races down

to the testing room and looks inside.

HEATHER'S POV

Blood everywhere. But no Dylan.

INT. CORRIDOR

She turns to Nurse #2.

HEATHER:

My son. Did you see my son?

NURSE #2

(in shock)

I...thought he was here...I thought...

Then Dr. Hefner's there. Not seeing yet into the room.

DR. HEFNER

No way he's going anywhere. He's been

well sedated.

HEATHER:

He doesn't have to be awake to be on his

feet.

DR. HEFNER

What?

HEATHER:

He sleepwalks, you idiot! He's fully

capable of walking out of this hospital.

(swallows, realizing)

Oh my God...He thinks I've gone home...

Without another word she turns and runs out.

EXT. HOSPITAL PARKING LOT - NIGHT

HEATHER'S VOLVO roars down the ramp and onto the street,

narrowly missing a collision, screaming off into the night.

INT. HEATHER'S VOLVO

Heather drives as fast as she can, scans the streets while

she's punching up a number on her carphone. It rings and is

picked up by a sleepy

JOHN SAXON:

John Saxon. Do you have any idea what

time it is?

HEATHER:

John. It's Heather. I need help!

JOHN SAXON:

(instantly alert)

You got it. What's happening?

HEATHER:

Dylan's run away from the hospital. I

don't know whether he's wandering around

or heading for the house. But I think

Freddy's after him. I know it sounds

crazy!

JOHN SAXON:

You're right. That sounds crazy!

HEATHER:

John. Will you please just look for him

around the hospital? I'm gonna go right

to the house.

(near tears)

Will you help me, John? Please!

There's a beat. Then.

JOHN SAXON:

I'm on my way. You go home, Heather.

That's the smart thing to do. I'll call

you there!

Now Heather is crying.

HEATHER:

Thank you, John. I'll never forget...

She doesn't get anything else. She sees something so

chilling through her windshield, she just slams on the brakes

and stares in disbelief.

INT/EXT. HEATHER'S VOLVO

WE ZOOM ACROSS THE STREET TO AN EMBANKMENT. UP THE

EMBANKMENT. TO THE TINY FIGURE up there in cowboy pajamas.

Doggedly clawing his way up through the weeds and cresting

the hill. There, lit now by the flare of a thousand

headlights, is Dylan, staring across either lanes of high-

speed traffic. Trying to see his home!

EXT. STREET/EMBANKMENT - NIGHT

Heather leaps out of the car and screams at the top of her

lungs.

HEATHER:

Dylannnnnnn!!!!

ANGLE WITH DYLAN

on the edge of the freeway. Traffic roaring by, wind ripping

through his hair. Somehow in all this din he still hears his

mother and turns.

SEEING HER RUNNING ACROSS THE STREET

starting up the steep embankment after him.

HEATHER (cont'd)

Dylan! Stay right there!

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