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What is it? |
Oh God! He killed them! |
Now you know who and what Freddy really is. |
I though Freddy was just an old town story. |
It's no story. It happened. Freddy's real and he's back. |
I'll tell you later. |
It's no just a house. It's his home. He's waiting there for me...to dream. |
It's okay, babe. We're with you. |
I told you you can't help. This isn't a normal nightmare. I'm doomed. |
Something the matter with the cuisine? |
Well Mom, I'll tell ya, when two of your friends die the same day, you let me know what it does to your appetite. |
You're just tired. Don't think I haven't noticed your not sleeping. That has to stop, honey. |
What's wrong with me? |
Your distraught. It'll help... |
I'm sorry honey, but... |
Sorry!! Sorry that you and your tennis pals torched this guy who's now after me. In case you haven't been keeping score, it's his fucking banquet, and I'm the LAST COURSE!! |
Honey, we went over this in therapy. |
Mother, you've just murdered me. Take that to your goddamn therapy... |
TTThanks Alice... |
Earth to Alice... |
Hey, Rick! |
Excuse me, ladies. I'll just be a moment. |
I don't get it. |
Let me talk to you. |
So what's up? What'd I miss? |
She told us the story of Freddy. It's a town legend. He was a child killer who was freed on a technicality. |
So? |
It pissed off a lot of parents. According to Kristen, they hunted him down; roasted him alive. |
Nice neighborhood. |
Now it gets weird. She says he comes back in dreams. If he kills you there, you're dead for real. |
Hey man, we're all sorry... |
She knew she was gonna die. |
Been up with Alice. |
How she doing? I ran into her last night. |
She's blaming herself for Sheila. I know how it feels. I've been thinking about Kristen. Maybe I could've stopped it, if I'd listened. |
About Freddy? |
What else? You ever look over this town's history? Not a safe place to be a teenager. Anyway, if I'm next, watch your back. |
Rick, please. |
Alright, I think I see salvation... |
I think Sheila's more interested in dissecting bodies than just admiring them. |
Give her time. Beauty is skin deep. |
Asthma attack...what 17year old has a fatal asthma attack? She was gonna be a doctor. |
It was Freddy. |
Enough of that crap. |
I saw it. It was my dream. I brought Sheila in... |
No... |
You're his sister, right? |
Rick stayed later after school with Kristen. She wasn't feeling very well. |
Tell him I was looking for him, okay? I'm Dan. |
I know. Uh...Alice. |
I thought it was an accident. Smoking in bed. |
It was no suicide. It was not an accident. It was Freddy, and he's coming back for seconds, thirds, and fourths. |
I was there in the dream. He took her. It was awful. It was awful... |
"In her dream"? |
No, don't! I gave Sheila to him and now she's dead! |
Kristen's story really got to her. |
I've been working double shifts. |
Extra money, huh? |
Look, you know why, you just don't believe me. |
No offense, or anything, but it's kind of hard to swallow. |
The story is, the deaths you can't argue with. |
How long have you been awake? |
Three days. |
Alright, let's assume this whole thing is true. Why does Freddy all of a sudden need you? |
Kristen was the last child left of the people who killed Freddy. Maybe Freddy can't get to new kids without someone like me. Someone to bring them to him. |
Not really. |
Is there something we can do? |
I don't think so. I guess this is my own war. |
You don't really get it. He's not a nightstalker. It'll take more than bench presses to beat him. |
Why can't we just talk to the authorities? |
Yeah, right. Let's trade death by Freddy for life in a rubber room. Adults won't see it. They can't. |
Then what else can we do? |
Try what other kids did. Keep each other awake. We'll meet at Debbie's tonight. At least if we don't sleep he can't get us. |
Who? |
He's going after Debbie, I gotta stop him. |
Hey, you're not alone. We have to stop him, I'm with you. |
You just feel sorry for me. |
Cut that shit out. Maybe before, but not now. I want to help you. I'm on your side. |
As long as your driving doesn't kill us. |
It's okay, we're just about there. |
He's going after Debbie. I gotta stop him. |
You know, I get the weirdest feeling we've been through this before. |
Here we are. |
Something's wrong here. It feels like... |
What the hell was that? |
Debbie. She's gone. I've...collected her, like the others. |
You look great! |
Save it for later. Come on! |
You in a hurry? |
I gotta get to the library before it closes. Killer physics test. |
I know. I hardly have any time to study. |
Maybe you shouldn't be working here so much. You don't want to get stuck waiting tables for the rest of your life. |
I know. |
Ohhhhbaby, I am dead on my feet. |
We have matching luggage. |
What? |
You've been up all night? |
That obvious, huh? |
Then you saw him, too? |
Saw who? I was up all night cramming for this physics test, and I was putting this little baby together. Look... |
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