A Nightmare on Elm Street Page #3

7. MOVING ANGLE FAVORING NANCY. She's a pretty girl in a letter 7.

sweater, with an easy, athletic stride and the look of a natural

leader. GLEN, holding her hand, wears one of the school's

football jerseys; a good-natured, bright kid. Tina's in

mid-conversation.

TINA:

(referring to kids' song)

That's what it reminded me of --

that old jump rope song.

(shudders)

Worst nightmare I ever had.

You wouldn't believe it.

Nancy nods.

NANCY:

Matter of fact I had a bad dream

last night myself...

TINA turns to NANCY, but before either can say more, ROD LANE, a

lean, Richard Gere sort in black leather and New Wave studs joins

up with them and interupts.

ROD:

(to Tina)

Had a hardon this morning when

I woke up, Tina. Had your name

written all over it.

Tina cracks her gum with a look of withering indifference.

TINA:

There's four letters in my name,

Rod. How could there be room

on your joint for four letters?

The guy's stopped in his tracks.

ROD:

Hey, up yours with a twirling lawn

mower!

He cuts off across the lawn.

TINA:

Rod says the sweetest things.

NANCY:

He's nuts about you.

TINA:

Yeah, nuts.

TINA makes a face and rakes her fingernails across a tree as she

passes.

TINA (CONTD)

(yawns)

Anyway, I'm too tired to worry

about the creep. Couldn't get

back to sleep at all.

(beat)

So what you dream?

NANCY:

Forget it, the point is, every-

body has nightmares once in a while.

No biggy.

GLEN:

Next time you have one, just

tell yourself that's just all

it is, right while you're having

it, y'know? That's the trick.

Once you do that, you wake right

up. At least it works for me.

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