Wes Craven’s New Nightmare Page #3

"I'VE HEATED THE OVEN

AND KNEADED THE DOUGH.

"CRAWL IN AND SEE IF THE FIRE

IS BLAZING HIGH ENOUGH NOW.

"AND SHE PUSHED GRETEL

TOWARD THE OVEN.

"THE WITCH WENT

TO SHUT THE DOOR

AND BAKE HER:

ONCE SHE WAS INSIDE."

DYLAN, THIS IS SO VIOLENT.

I DON'T KNOW WHY YOU LIKE

THESE STUPID OLD FAIRY TALES.

FINISH, PLEASE.

THEY'RE GONNA

GIVE YOU NIGHTMARES.

I LIKE THIS STORY.

[SIGHS]

"BUT GRETEL GUESSED WHAT

THE WITCH WAS PLANNING.

"I DON'T KNOW HOW TO

GET IN, GRETEL SAID.

"HOW AM I TO MANAGE IT?

"STUPID GIRL,

SHOUTED THE WITCH,

"RUSHING UP TO THE OVEN.

"THE OPENING IS BIG ENOUGH.

SEE? I CAN FIT MYSELF.

"THEN QUICKLY,

GRETEL CAME BEHIND

"AND PUSHED

WITH ALL HER MIGHT,

"PLUNGING THE WICKED OLD WOMAN

HEADLONG INTO THE FLAMES,

"BANGING THE DOOR SHUT

AND BOLTING IT TIGHT.

THE WITCH HOWLED..."

THAT'S ENOUGH.

"THE WITCH HOWLED

LIKE A SCALDED CAT,

"BUT GRETEL RAN

"AND LEFT HER THERE

TO PERISH NONETHELESS.

"SHE RAN TO HER BROTHER

AS FAST AS SHE COULD,

"FLUNG OPEN THE DOOR.

HANSEL! HANSEL, SHE CRIED.

WE'RE SAVED!

THE WITCH IS DEAD."

TIME FOR SLEEP.

SAY HOW THEY FIND

THEIR WAY BACK HOME.

TOMORROW NIGHT.

NO. TONIGHT.

IT'S IMPORTANT.

DYLAN, YOU KNOW

AS WELL AS I DO.

THEY FOLLOWED:

THE TRAIL OF BREADCRUMBS

BACK TO THEIR HOUSE.

AND THEN THEIR FATHER

COVERED THEM WITH KISSES,

AND THEY WERE SAFE.

THEY WERE SAFE,

AND THEY COULD SLEEP.

COME ON.

WHAT IS THAT?

REX.

COME ON.

REX KEEPS HIM:

DOWN THERE.

WHO?

THE MEAN OLD MAN

WITH THE CLAWS.

HE WANTS TO COME UP

WHILE WE SLEEP.

I KEEP MY FEET UP HERE.

REX KEEPS HIM:

DOWN THERE.

HE'S MY GUARD.

YOU SHOULD HAVE:

A GUARD, TOO.

DYLAN.

THERE'S NOTHING

DOWN THERE.

COME HERE.

LOOK. SEE?

IT'S DIFFERENT

WHEN YOU'RE GONE.

COME ON.

ON, PLEASE.

OK, SWEETIE.

NIGHT-NIGHT.

SLEEP TIGHT.

DON'T LET

THE BEDBUGS BITE.

DADDY COMING HOME?

HE'S ON HIS WAY.

HE CAN FOLLOW:

THE BREADCRUMBS, RIGHT?

RIGHT.

IF THE BIRDS:

DON'T EAT THEM FIRST.

[ROCK MUSIC PLAYING]

[TIRES SCREECH]

[BEEP]

[DIALING]

[STATIC]

AW...

PERFECT, PERFECT, PERFECT!

[STATIC ON RADIO]

[TIRES SCREECH]

[DIFFERENT MUSIC PLAYING]

[MAN TALKING]

[STATIC]

[SHUTS OFF RADIO]

AHH.

COME ON, COME ON,

COME ON,

COME ON, COME ON,

COME ON, COME ON.

♪ THAT'S ME IN THE CORNER

[HUMMING]

♪ THAT'S ME IN THE SPOT

♪ LIGHT

♪ LIGHT

♪ LOSIN' MY

♪ RELIGION

[SCREAMING]

Dylan:

MOMMY'S SCARED?

DYLAN.

MOMMY'S FINE.

IT WAS JUST A BAD DREAM.

WHAT ARE YOU DOING

OUT OF BED?

REX WOKE ME UP.

HE WAS FIGHTING.

DYLAN, GO BACK

TO SLEEP, HONEY.

I'M NOT SLEEPY.

[DOORBELL RINGS]

[KNOCK ON DOOR]

Man:
HELLO?

POLICE, MA'AM.

WILL YOU OPEN THE DOOR?

HEATHER LANGENKAMP?

YES?

IS CHASE PORTER:

YOUR HUSBAND?

YES.

I'M AFRAID THERE

WAS AN ACCIDENT.

IT APPEARS HE FELL ASLEEP

WHILE DRIVING, MA'AM.

IS HE...I MEAN...

IS HE HURT?

I'M AFRAID IT'S WORSE

THAN THAT, MA'AM.

IS HE DEAD?

[STAMMERS]

YES, MA'AM.

OHH.

ARE YOU SURE IT'S HIM?

WE HAVE HIS EFFECTS.

YOU CAN CONFIRM:

FROM THAT.

I WANT TO SEE HIS BODY.

NO, YOU DON'T, MA'AM.

IT'S NOT NECESSARY.

I WANT TO SEE IT

FOR MYSELF.

[ELEVATOR RINGS]

[WOMAN CRYING HYSTERICALLY]

[ELECTRIC WHIRRING]

Man:
CAN YOU

HAND ME THAT?

Second man:
SURE.

[CLEARS THROAT]

EXCUSE ME.

COULD I HELP YOU?

PORTER.

[WHIRRING STOPS]

CHASE PORTER.

IT'S--IT'S BACK HERE.

[WHIRRING RESUMES]

YOU SAID CHASE?

MM-HMM.

I'M SORRY.

JUST SIGN HERE:

AT THE BOTTOM.

THAT'S ALL WE NEED.

I'D LIKE TO SEE

ONCE AGAIN.

I'M SORRY?

COULD YOU LIFT:

THE SHEET AGAIN, PLEASE?

MORE, PLEASE.

WHAT IS THAT?

IT WAS A BAD WRECK,

MA'AM.

THE HEAD'S GONNA

BE ALL RIGHT:

FOR THE FUNERAL:

AND ALL, BUT--

HEY, LADY.

YOU OK?

YOU SURE?

MM-HMM. YES.

[SOBBING]

OH, GOD.

WHAT DID THAT?

WELL, THEY SAID THE TRUCK

WAS TORE UP SOMETHING AWFUL,

SO YOU CAN IMAGINE HIM

NOT BEING IN...

WELL, EXACTLY TOP SHAPE.

IT LOOKS LIKE...

HE WAS CLAWED.

YEAH.

WELL, THAT'S WHY WE

DON'T LIFT THE SHEET

PAST THE FACE, MA'AM.

SOMETIMES IT'S

WHAT WE DON'T SEE

THAT GETS US:

THROUGH THE NIGHT.

SO, UM...

IF YOU'LL JUST SIGN...

[BIRDS CHIRPING]

[GEARS SQUEAKING]

Priest:
GOD IS OUR HOPE

AND STRENGTH,

A VERY PRESENT HELP

IN TROUBLE.

THEREFORE,

WE WILL NOT FEAR,

THOUGH THE EARTH

BE MOVED:

AND THOUGH:

THE HILLS BE CARRIED

INTO THE MIDST:

OF THE SEA,

THOUGH THE WATERS THEREOF

RAGE AND SWELL:

AND THOUGH:

THE MOUNTAINS SHAKE

AT THE TEMPEST:

OF THE SAME.

[STATUE SHATTERS]

[EERIE WHISPERING]

[EERIE WHISPERING]

JULIE, WHERE'S DYLAN?

I--I DON'T KNOW.

[EERIE WHISPERING]

[EVIL LAUGHTER]

AAH! MOMMY!

DYLAN!

MOMMY!

DYLAN!

DYLAN, GRAB MOMMY'S HAND.

GRAB IT!

OH, MY GOD!

HURRY!

OH, NO.

AAH! AAH! AAH!

LET GO OF ME!

NO!

STAY WITH ME.

CH-CHASE! NO!

STAY WITH ME, HEATHER.

NO!

WHERE'S DYLAN?

WHERE'S DYLAN?

HE'S ALL RIGHT.

HE'S ALL RIGHT.

HE'S RIGHT HERE.

[HEATHER PANTING]

AAH, WHAT HAPPENED?

IT WAS AN EARTHQUAKE.

YOU GOT KNOCKED OFF

YOUR FEET.

YOU GOT A PRETTY GOOD

BUMP, ACTUALLY.

Priest:
MAY HE REST

IN PEACE, CHILDREN.

AND MAY YOU ALL:

GET HOME SAFELY.

AMEN. AMEN.

AMEN.

[CREAKING]

[SIREN]

IF THERE'S ANYTHING

I CAN DO, HEATHER...

ANYTHING.

THANK YOU, ROBERT.

[BIRD CAWING]

[NIGHTMARE ON ELM STREET

PLAYING ON TV]

SWEETIE.

Heather on TV:

TINA?

[MUTTERING]

[WHISPERING]

Dylan.

TINA?

TINA?

HEY.

WHO ARE YOU?

[GLOVE CLANGING]

[FREDDY LAUGHING ON TV]

DYLAN.

BABY, WAKE UP.

AAH!

HONEY. DYLAN.

DYLAN, GET OVER HERE!

HONEY! HONEY!

SHH SHH SHH SHH.

COME ON.

OK, SUGAR, WE'RE GONNA

GO BACK TO BED NOW.

NO, MOMMY,

I CAN'T SLEEP THERE.

HONEY, YOU HAVE TO SLEEP.

♪ 1, 2, FREDDY'S

COMING FOR YOU ♪

WHERE DID YOU HEAR THAT?

DID YOU HEAR THAT

ON THAT MOVIE?

DID YOU ANSWER THE PHONE?

DYLAN, WHERE DID YOU

HEAR THAT SONG?

IN MY BED.

IN YOUR BED?

UNDER MY COVERS.

KIDS SINGING.

WAY DOWN THERE:

WITH THE MAN,

THE MEAN MAN.

WHAT IS THAT MAN DOING?

TRYING TO GET UP.

TRYING TO GET UP

INTO OUR WORLD.

[GASPS] DYLAN!

[WATER RUNNING]

[CRICKETS CHIRPING]

WHERE'S DADDY NOW?

DADDY'S IN HEAVEN.

HE'S WITH GOD NOW.

DO YOU HAVE TO...

DIE TO SEE GOD?

I DON'T THINK SO.

I THINK YOU HAVE TO PRAY.

AND REACH OUT.

WHY DOES GOD LET THERE

BE BAD THINGS?

I HONESTLY DON'T KNOW,

HONEY.

PLEASE TRY TO:

GET SOME SLEEP.

CAN YOU COME WITH ME

IN MY DREAMS?

I THINK THAT ONLY

HAPPENS IN THE MOVIES.

BUT I'LL ALWAYS,

ALWAYS...

BE RIGHT HERE:

WHEN YOU GET BACK.

AND I'LL MAKE SURE

THAT NOBODY:

GETS YOUR TOES.

UH-HUH.

Heather:
I KNOW

HIS BEHAVIOR IS BIZARRE...

BUT HE'S USUALLY SO NORMAL

AND WELL ADJUSTED, JOHN,

I JUST CAN'T BELIEVE

IT'S HIM

AND NOT SOMETHING OUTSIDE

INFLUENCING HIM.

OR IS THAT:

HOW DENIAL WORKS?

WELL, IT IS DENIAL.

I DON'T THINK

THAT'S THE CASE HERE.

LOOK, IF YOU'RE REALLY

WORRIED ABOUT DYLAN,

HAVE A DOCTOR:

CHECK HIM OUT.

YOU'LL SEE.

EVERYTHING'S FINE.

YOU'RE NOT JUST

SAYING THAT:

TO HELP A CRAZY:

FRIEND COPE, ARE YOU?

[SIGHS]

EVERYTHING ABOUT

DYLAN'S BEHAVIOR

IS UNDERSTANDABLE

FOR A KID WHO JUST

LOST HIS FATHER.

HOW DOES A CHILD PROCESS

A THING LIKE THAT?

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