Wes Craven’s New Nightmare Page #6

Woman on P.A.:

SECURITY, CODE YELLOW.

PEDIATRIC TESTING.

SECURITY, CODE YELLOW.

PEDIATRIC TESTING.

MA'AM. THIS IS

A RESTRICTED AREA.

DO YOU HAVE A PASS?

SCREW YOUR PASS.

IT'S ALL RIGHT.

MISS LANGENKAMP.

WHERE IS HE?

JUST STAY CALM.

TELL US HOW HER:

LITTLE BOY'S DOING.

HE'S FINE, ACTUALLY.

HE JUST CAME AROUND

ABOUT 10 MINUTES AGO.

HE SEEMS TO BE SUFFERING

FROM ACUTE:

SLEEP DEPRIVATION.

[WHISPERING]

I don't think

she ever lets him

get a night's sleep.

WHAT ARE YOU SAYING?

WHERE IS HE?

HEATHER.

I'VE GOT SOMEONE HERE

WHO WANTS TO SEE YOU.

Heather:
DYLAN.

OH, DYLAN, OH.

ARE YOU OK, CHAMP?

CAN WE GO GET REX NOW?

THE BAD MAN'S GETTING

AWFUL CLOSE.

I KNOW HE IS.

WE'RE GONNA GO

GET REX RIGHT NOW.

I'M AFRAID DYLAN SHOULD

STAY HERE UNTIL WE KNOW

WHAT'S CAUSING THESE

EPISODES, MISS LANGENKAMP.

I'M SURE YOU UNDERSTAND.

GOOD.

LOOK, I'LL TELL YOU WHAT.

I'M GONNA GO HOME AND GET

REX FOR YOU RIGHT NOW.

YOU KNOW THAT HOME ISN'T

FAR FROM HERE, RIGHT?

RIGHT ACROSS:

THE FREEWAY.

THAT'S RIGHT.

SO I WON'T BE GONE LONG,

AND JULIE, SHE'S GONNA STAY

RIGHT HERE WITH YOU.

YEAH, YOU BET.

HURRY UP, PLEASE.

I'M SLEEPY.

I PROMISE.

CROSS MY HEART.

BUT, DYLAN,

UNTIL MOMMY GETS BACK,

WHATEVER YOU DO,

DON'T FALL ASLEEP.

JULIE, DON'T LET HIM

OUT OF YOUR SIGHT.

WHAT'S GOING ON

HERE?

YOUR HAIR'S

TURNING GRAY.

JULIE, KEEP HIM AWAKE.

UNDERSTAND?

EXCUSE ME, MISS.

WOULD YOU COME WITH US

FOR A SECOND?

WHAT? HEY!

WHAT THE HELL DO YOU

THINK YOU'RE DOING?

GET YOUR HANDS OFF ME!

[WHISPERING]

DO YOU MIND?

WHAT THE HELL IS THIS?

JUST A QUICK WORD,

MISS LANGENKAMP,

FOR DYLAN'S SAKE.

WELL, WE'VE HAD

AN EXCITING DAY,

HAVEN'T WE, MISS LANGENKAMP?

[DOOR CLOSES]

THIS ONE?

RIGHT THERE.

1, 2, 3.

1, 2, 3.

YOU WON.

WOULD YOU MIND STEPPING OUTSIDE

FOR JUST ONE MOMENT, MISS?

AS A MATTER OF FACT,

I WOULD.

WHAT ARE YOU DOING?

IT'S JUST A LITTLE SHOT

TO SEE THAT HE GETS SOME SLEEP.

NO. HIS MOTHER

SPECIFICALLY SAID--

I SAID NO.

DO IT.

OW!

ALL DONE.

HE'LL BE ASLEEP IN NO TIME.

WOULD YOU MIND:

LETTING GO OF MY ARM?

YOU B*TCH!

HEY, YOU CAN'T DO THAT!

WELL, I KNOW

WHAT'S IN THAT ONE.

SO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA

WHAT'S IN THIS ONE?

OR WHAT'S GONNA

HAPPEN TO YOU:

WHEN I STICK YOU

WITH IT?

AND I WILL.

AAH!

OH, NO, NO, DYLAN.

I WANT YOU TO STAY AWAKE, OK?

I WANT YOU TO KEEP YOUR EYES

OPEN FOR ME, OK?

MISS LANGENKAMP.

HAS THERE BEEN ANY USE

OF RECREATIONAL DRUGS

IN YOUR FAMILY?

WHAT?

OR ANY HISTORY:

OF MENTAL DISTURBANCE?

WHAT ARE YOU ASKING?

PLEASE,

DON'T TAKE IT WRONG.

IF THERE WAS,

THERE'S A GOOD CHANCE

DYLAN COULD BE SUFFERING FROM

SOMETHING PASSED DOWN TO HIM.

HAVE YOU BEEN SUFFERING

FROM ANY DELUSIONAL EVENTS,

MISS LANGENKAMP?

MM-MMM.

THIS MAN FROM YOUR FILMS...

FREDDY KRUEGER.

HAVE YOU BEEN SEEING HIM?

NO.

WOULD YOU GET THOSE

KEYS DOWN HERE?

DYLAN, I WANT YOU

TO STAY AWAKE.

COME ON, STAY AWAKE.

KEEP YOUR EYES OPEN FOR ME.

WHERE'S MOMMY?

SHE'LL BE BACK.

NOW STAY AWAKE.

THERE ARE DRUGS AND TREATMENTS,

MISS LANGENKAMP.

WE COULD PUT DYLAN IN

FOSTER CARE FOR A SHORT WHILE.

JUST LONG ENOUGH TO RUN

SOME TESTS ON YOU.

KEEP YOUR EYES OPEN.

DO THAT FOR ME, OK?

COME ON.

YOU CAN STAY AWAKE.

STAY AWAKE FOR ME, DYLAN.

I WANT YOU:

TO STAY AWAKE, OK?

KEEP YOUR EYES OPEN.

DYLAN,

WHAT'S THE MATTER?

JULIE, BEHIND YOU.

THERE'S NOTHING THERE.

DYLAN, WHAT'S WRONG?

DYLAN, STOP IT.

YOU'RE SCARING ME.

DYLAN.

I WANT MY SON OUT

OF HERE RIGHT NOW.

VERY WELL.

AS SOON AS WE CAN GATHER

THE APPROPRIATE PAPERS.

YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND.

IF DYLAN:

FALLS ASLEEP, THEN--

[JULIE SCREAMS]

I GOT IT.

AAH!

AAH! NO!

AAH! DYLAN,

GET OUT OF HERE!

HEY, DYLAN.

EVER PLAY SKIN THE CAT?

Julie:
OH, NO, NO!

COME ON.

HELP ME.

JULIE!

[FREDDY LAUGHS]

AAH!

REX!

WHAT THE HELL'S

GOING ON?

YOU CAN'T GO

IN THERE. NO.

WAIT, WAIT.

OHH!

[ALARM SOUNDING]

Woman on P.A.:
CODE YELLOW

TO PEDIATRICS TESTING.

CODE YELLOW:

TO PEDIATRIC TESTING.

Heather:
JULIE.

WHERE'S MY SON?!

WHERE IS HE?!

HAVE YOU SEEN MY SON?

HE WAS JUST HERE.

THE BOY. NO WAY

HE'S GOING ANYWHERE.

HE'S BEEN

HEAVILY SEDATED.

HE DOESN'T HAVE TO BE AWAKE

TO BE ON HIS FEET.

WHAT?

HE SLEEPWALKS, YOU IDIOT.

HE'S FULLY CAPABLE OF WALKING

OUT OF THIS HOSPITAL.

OH, SH*T.

[DIALING TELEPHONE]

[TELEPHONE RINGS]

John:
HELLO.

JOHN, IT'S HEATHER.

I NEED YOUR HELP.

WHY? WHAT HAPPENED?

JOHN, DYLAN'S RUN AWAY

FROM THE HOSPITAL.

I DON'T KNOW WHETHER

HE'S WANDERING AROUND

OR HE'S HEADED FOR THE HOUSE,

BUT I THINK FREDDY'S AFTER HIM.

I KNOW THAT SOUNDS

SO CRAZY, BUT--

YOU'RE RIGHT.

THAT SOUNDS CRAZY.

OH, MY GOD.

DYLAN!

DYLAN!

Heather:
YOU KNOW THAT HOME

ISN'T FAR FROM HERE, RIGHT?

DYLAN, DYLAN!

Dylan:
RIGHT ACROSS

THE FREEWAY.

[HORNS HONKING]

[FREDDY LAUGHING]

DYLAN!

[HORNS HONKING]

DYLAN!

[DYLAN SCREAMING]

KRUEGER, YOU BASTARD!

TAKE ME!

[TRUCK HORN HONKING]

[DYLAN SCREAMING]

DYLAN!

ARE YOU OK?

YOU OK?

Freddy:
DYLAN...

[FREDDY LAUGHING]

MY SON IS OUT HERE!

LET ME GO! DYLAN!

DYLAN!

[SIRENS]

DYLAN!

DYLAN.

AAH!

I'M SORRY.

WHAT HAPPENED TO YOU?

ARE YOU ALL RIGHT?

I'M FINE.

HAVE YOU SEEN DYLAN?

TAKE IT EASY, TAKE IT EASY.

RELAX. HE'S RIGHT THERE.

WHAT HAPPENED?

OH, DYLAN.

OH, GOD.

John:
WHAT'S

GOING ON, HEATHER?

WHAT IN THE WORLD

HAPPENED?

I KNOW HOW CHASE REALLY DIED.

WHAT DO YOU MEAN?

FRED KRUEGER DID IT.

YEAH. SURE.

YOU SAW HIM, DIDN'T YOU?

♪ COMING FOR YOU

John:
NANCY,

LET'S GO OUTSIDE.

DYLAN.

HE'LL BE ALL RIGHT.

I'LL BE RIGHT BACK.

[SCRAPE]

WHAT THE HELL:

IS GOING ON, NANCY?

WHY ARE YOU CALLING

ME NANCY, JOHN?

WHY ARE YOU:

CALLING ME JOHN?

[POLICE RADIO CRACKLES]

NANCY,

PULL YOURSELF TOGETHER

BEFORE YOU MAKE YOURSELF

AND THAT KID NUTS.

JOHN!

WOULD YOU CALL ROBERT?

ROBERT?

ROBERT ENGLUND.

YOU KNOW, THE GUY

WHO PLAYS FREDDY.

FREDDY WHO?

FREDDY KRUEGER.

NANCY, FREDDY'S DEAD.

DON'T START LOSING IT

LIKE YOUR MOTHER DID.

I LOVE YOU, SWEETHEART.

DON'T FORGET THAT.

I LOVE YOU, TOO...

DADDY.

GET YOURSELF SOME REST,

NANCY, PLEASE.

[CAR STARTS]

DYLAN!

Dylan:
♪ 1, 2,

FREDDY'S COMING FOR YOU ♪

DYLAN!

Freddy:
WHO'S THERE?

T.V.:
LISTEN, DADDY.

I'VE GOT A PROPOSITION FOR YOU.

I'M GONNA GO AND GET

THE GUY WHO DID IT,

AND I WANT YOU TO BE

THERE TO ARREST HIM

WHEN I BRING HIM OUT, OK?

John:
NANCY, JUST

TELL ME WHO DID IT.

I'LL GO GET HIM, BABY.

FRED KRUEGER DID IT, DADDY.

YEAH, SURE.

DYLAN'S SLEEPING PILLS.

Dylan's voice:
SAY HOW THEY

FIND THEIR WAY BACK HOME.

IT'S IMPORTANT.

BREADCRUMBS.

DYLAN!

Freddy:
TOO LATE, HEATHER.

TOO LATE.

Heather:
DYLAN.

DYLAN.

JOIN YOU.

YOU'VE GIVEN ME A WAY

TO JOIN YOU.

YES.

Dylan:
MOMMY!

AAH!

[CLANG]

Dylan:
MOMMY!

DYLAN!

DYLAN!

[ECHOES]

[CLANG]

[CLANG]

Dylan:
MOMMY!

[FREDDY LAUGHS]

Freddy:
ALMOST THERE.

"THE MORE SHE READ,

THE MORE SHE REALIZED

"WHAT SHE HAD IN HER HANDS

WAS NOTHING MORE OR LESS

"THAN HER LIFE ITSELF.

"THAT EVERYTHING SHE HAD

EXPERIENCED AND THOUGHT

WAS BOUND:

WITHIN THESE PAGES."

[CLANG]

"THERE WAS NO MOVIE.

THERE WAS ONLY...HER LIFE."

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