A naked American man stole my balloons.
Most scenes together: David Kessler & Jack (11), David Kessler & Alex (7)
An American Werewolf in London quotes
Page 1 of 3Beware the moon, lads!
David, what are you doing?
Six people mutilated? It had to be me, Alex.
David, stop!
I am going to the cops. There's a full moon tonight. Jack was right. I....
Jack is dead!
Jack is dead. Look, six people have been killed. I'm going to the police.
David, please be rational. Let's go to Dr. Hirsch.
Rational!?! I'm a **** werewolf, for Christ's sake!
I'll be perfectly honest with you David, I'm not in the habit of bringing home stray, young American men.
I should hope not.
I find you very attractive - and a little bit sad.
It's like the days of the Mad Barber of Fleet Street, isn't it?
I beg your pardon?
The murders.
What murders?
Last night. Haven't you heard? Six people in different parts of the city mutilated. A real maniac this one.
Pull over.
Go. Stay on the road. Keep clear of the moors.
Yeah. Thank you.
Beware the moon, lads.
There's no call for that kind of language.
Queen Elizabeth is a man! Prince Charles is a ****! Winston Churchill was full of shit!
That's enough.
No! Let go of me!
David, please!
Shakespeare's French! ****! Shit! ****! Shit!
You keep this up, sir, and I will be forced to arrest you.
That's what I want you to do, you moron!
Alex, I've lost my mind. I woke up at the zoo! But you know what? I feel terrific!
The zoo?
Waking up at the zoo, that's not so insane. Having clothes on? That's insane. What did I do last night, Alex?
Don't you remember?
I said goodbye to you. I was locked out of the flat. I climbed the wall and came in through the bathroom window. I started to read and then I was naked at the zoo! I guess I am out of my **** mind.
I keep having these really terrible dreams. They are getting worse and I can't seem to stop them.
David, your dreams will stop. You'll leave England and your bad memories; and then this will all fade away.
Will you come with me?
What?
I'm serious. You don't know me and I know nothing about you. We have a perfect relationship.
Now, David, I said I would keep you company, but I meant right here and now.
Will you think about it?
How did we get from your ba dreams to my taking a holiday with a patient?
You're being awfully forward, aren't you?
Forgive me, I'm trying to cheer myself up and an affair with a beautiful nurse seemed like just the thing to do it.
Now I'm embarrassed.
Good. I thought for a moment I was the only embarrassed one in the room.
I'm a werewolf.
A werewolf? [She holds him until he calms] Are you better now?
I'll let you know the next full moon.
What are you doing here?
I wanted to see you.
Okay, you've seen me. Now go away.
David, I'm sorry I upset you yesterday, but you must understand what is going on.
I understand all right. You're one of the undead and I'm a werewolf.
Yes.
Get out of here, Jack!
David, tomorrow night is the full moon. You'll change, you'll become....
A monster. I know, I know.
You must take your own life now, David, before it's too late.
Jack, are you really dead?
What do you think?
I think I've lost my mind. I think you're not real. I think I'm asleep and you're a part of another bad dream.
You must believe me.
What, Jack? That tomorrow night beneath the full moon I'll sprout hair and fangs and eat people? Bullshit!
The canines will be real. You'll taste real blood! Goddamnit, David, please believe me! You'll kill and make others like me! I'm not having a nice time, David! Don't allow this to happen again! You must take your own life!
I will not accept this! Now go away!
...
This is not pretend, David.
I will not be threatened by a walking meat loaf!
What can I say, Jack?
You don't have to say anything.
Aren't you going to say, "I told you so"?
If I was still alive, I probably would.
Alex, has David persisted in his werewolf fantasies?
Well, yes, but he seems to be more upset by the death of his friend.
Has his friend appeared to him again?
Yes.
What did he say?
David says Jack comes to warn him.
Warn him? [He frowns]
Dr. Hirsch, what's wrong? Is this more serious than I know?
I tried to investigate the attack. There are no records. The case was closed and now they've `misplaced' the file. David's lacerations were cleaned and dressed when he arrived here and yet supposedly no doctor examined him before I did. The Goodman boy is already in the ground, so he's no good to us. So I went to the pub in East Proctor where I was convinced of two things.
Yes?
They were lying. There were no witnesses, no escaped lunatic. The whole community is hiding the truth of what actually happened up there.
And what else?
I think the village of East Proctor is hiding some dark and terrible secret. I'm convinced that, like David, they believe in this werewolf. You've absolutely no idea where David might be?
No. He knows no one in London, besides me. I shouldn't have left him alone. Surely you're not suggesting....
David has suffered a severe trauma. I myself witnessed some form of mass neurosis in East Proctor. If all the villagers believe that Jack Goodman was killed by a werewolf, why shouldn't David? And then it follows that if he survived an attack by a werewolf, wouldn't he himself become a werewolf the next full moon?
Dr. Hirsch?
Oh, I don't mean running about on all fours and howling at the moon. But in such a deranged state he could harm himself, or perhaps others.
What shall we do?
Let's call the police and see if they can help us find our wandering boy.
Did you get a good look at the man who attacked you?
I've told you, it wasn't a man. It was an animal. A big wolf or something. A rabid dog.
Yes.
Look, Dr. Hirsch, I know I've been traumatized, but Jack was torn apart. I saw him. A man can't do that to someone with his bare hands.
You'd be surprised what horrors a man is capable of.
Did you see Jack?
No. In fact, your wounds were cleaned and dressed before you arrived here.
Did you talk to the police in East Proctor? Did the cops go to The Slaughtered Lamb?
I really don't know.
Then why the hell are you so quick to disbelieve me? You yourself said it must have taken incredible strength to tear apart a person like that.
David, please. The police are satisfied. I'm certain that if a monster were out roaming northern England we'd have seen it on the telly.
You really think I'm crazy, don't you?
Believe me. The Hound of the Baskervilles was an invention of Sir Arthur Conan Doyle's. And if you'd read the bloody book, you'd find that Holmes discovered your hound of hell a fraud, a fake. [pause] Now really, David. You're far too intelligent to go on this way. When you return to America I want you to seek out a competent psychiatrist or psychologist or something and stop this nonsense. You'll be leaving this hospital in three or four days, please remain sane. At least until you are no longer our responsibility.
I'm well aware of how pleasant the weather is in Rome at the present time thank you.