She dreamed this would happen. She had a nightmare about somebody trying to kill her last night. That's why we were there, Mom. She was afraid to sleep alone.
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7 quotesI asked you to do just one thing. Just stay awake and watch me. Just wake me if it looked like I was having a bad dream. And what did you do, you shit? (hits Glen's knee) You fell asleep.
I'm into survival.
Whatever you do, don't fall asleep.
His name is even in it, written right in here! Fred Krueger. Fred Krueger! You know who that is, Mom? You better tell me, cause now he's after me!
Come out and show yourself, you bastard.
Hey, can't catch me!
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16 scenesHad a hardon this morning when I woke up, Tina. Had your name written all over it.
There's four letters in my name, Rod. How could there be room on your joint for four letters?
He's nuts about you.
Yeah, nuts.
All day long I've been seeing that guy's weird face, and hearing those fingernails...
Fingernails? That's amazing, you saying that. It made me remember the dream I had last night.
What'd you dream?
I dreamed about this guy in a dirty red and green sweater.
But what about the fingernails?
He scraped his fingernails along things. Actually, they were more like finger-knives or something, like he'd made them himself. Anyway, they made this horrible noise (imitates screeching noise)
Nancy. You dreamed about the same creep I did, Nancy.
That's impossible.
What'd he look like? You get a look at him?
No.
Well then how can you say somebody else was there?
Because somebody cut her. While I watched.
Somebody cut her while you watched and you don't know what he looked like?
I couldn't see the ****er. You could just see the cuts happening, all at once. I probably could've saved her if I'd moved sooner. But I thought it was just another nightmare, like the one I had the night before. There was this guy who had knives for fingers.
What did you do to your arm?
I burned it in English class.
Glen, you bastard.
What'd I do?
I asked you to do just one thing. Just stay awake and watch me. Just wake me if it looked like I was having a bad dream. And what did you do, you shit? (hits Glen on the knee) You fell asleep.
You believe it's possible to dream about what's going to happen?
No.
You believe in the bogeyman?
No. Rod killed Tina, and you know it.
The killer's still loose, you know.
You saying somebody else killed Tina? Who?
I don't know who he is. But he's burned, he wears a weird hat, a red and green sweater, real dirty, and he uses some sort of knifes he's got made into a sort of glove. Like giant finger-nails.
I don't see why you couldn't just give me a pill to keep me from dreaming.
Everyone's got to dream. If you don't dream, you go... (points to head)
You didn't sleep, did you? The doctor says you have to sleep or you'll--
Go even crazier?
I don't think you're going crazy, and stop drinking that damn coffee.
His name is even in it, written right in here: Fred Krueger. Fred Krueger! You know who that is, Mom? You better tell me, cause now he's after me!
Nancy, trust your mother for once. You'll feel better as soon as you sleep.
Feel better?! You call this feeling better?! Or should I grab a bottle and veg out with you. Avoid everything happening to me by just getting good and loaded.
Fred Krueger can't be after you, Nancy. He's dead! Fred Krueger is dead. Dead and gone. Believe me, I know. Now go to bed. I order you, go to bed.
You knew about him all this time, and you've been acting like he was someone I made up!
You're sick, Nancy. Imagining things. You need to sleep, (picks up bottle of gin) it's as simple as that.
Screw sleep! (runs to front door)
Nancy!
Nancy!It's only a nightmare!
That's enough! (exits door)
You ever read about the Balinese way of dreaming?
No.
They got a whole system they call "dream skills". So, if you have a nightmare, for instance like falling, right?
Yeah.
Instead of screaming and getting nuts, you say, okay, I'm gonna make up my mind that I fall into a magic world where I can get something special, like a poem or song. They get all their art literature from dreams. Just wake up and write it down. Dream skills.
And what if they meet a monster in their dream? Then what?
They turn their back on it. Takes away its energy, and it disappears.
What happens if they don't do that?
I guess those people don't wake up to tell what happens.
"Booby Traps and Improvised Anti-personnel Devices"? What're you reading it for?
I'm into survival.
You want to know who Fred Krueger was? He was a filthy child killer who got at least twenty kids, kids from our area, kids we all knew. It drove us all crazy when we didn't know who was doing it. But it was even worse when they caught him.
What happened?
Marge Well, the lawyers got fat and the judge got famous, but someone forgot to sign the search warrant in the right place, and Fred Krueger was free, just like that. So a bunch of us parents tracked him down after they let him go. Found him in an old boiler room. We poured gasoline all around the place, left a trail out the door, locked the door, then let it burn. He's dead, Nan. He can't get you. Mommy killed him.
I know you're there, Krueger.
You think you was gonna get away from me?
I know you too well now, Freddy.
And now you die.
It's too late, Krueger. I know the secret now. This is just a dream, too. You're not alive. The whole thing is a dream. I want my mother and friends again.
You what?
I take back every bit of energy I ever gave you. You're nothing. You're shit.
What I learned in the dream clinic. That's what I'm trying to prove, Mother. Rod didn't kill Tina and he didn't hang himself. There's this guy; he's after us in our dreams.
But that's just not reality, Nancy.
It's real, Momma. Feel it.
Give me that damn thing!
It even has his name written in it. Fred Krueger, mom. Fred Krueger! Do you know who that is, Mother? Because if you do, you better tell me 'cause he's after me now.
Nancy, trust your mother for once, please. You'll feel better when you get some sleep.
Feeling better?! You call this feeling better?! Or maybe I should grab that bottle and veg out with you. Avoid everything happening to me by just getting good and loaded.
You knew about him all this time, and you've been acting like he was someone I made up!
You're sick, Nancy. You're imagining things. You'll feel better when you sleep, (picks up a bottle of gin) It's as simple as that.
Screw sleep!
Nancy! It's only a nightmare!
That's enough!
Hi, Daddy. I know what happened.
I haven't been upstairs yet.
Yeah, but you know he's dead, right?
Yeah, apparently he's dead.
Listen, Daddy, I've got a proposition for you. Listen very carefully, please.
Nancy.
I'm going to go and get the guy who did it, and I want you to be there to arrest him when I bring him out. Okay?
Just tell me who did it. I'll go get him, baby.
Fred Krueger did it, Daddy, and only I can get him. It's my nightmare he comes to.


