A Nightmare on Elm Street 4: The Dream Master Page #2

We better get going...

before your brother

starts a search party.

Anyway, Kafka and Goethe

have never been irreconcilable.

Kris, where were you?

- Hey, what...

- He killed them!

What? Wait! Calm down!

Hey, somebody help her.

Feeling better now?

Yeah, I guess so.

What happened?

You had quite a nasty bump.

I gotta get out of here!

Now, now, now.

You stay put.

You need to rest.

You don't get it.

He's after me.

It's OK, honey.

I wanna draw some blood.

Feeling better now?

What happened?

You had quite a nasty bump.

You seen Rick around?

You are his sister, right?

Rick stayed late after school.

Kristen wasn't feeling

very well.

Could you tell him

I'm looking for him?

Oh, by the way, I'm Dan.

Sorry, Alice.

Your shift's over. My table now.

Hi, guys. Hi, Dan.

How are you doing?

Hi. Can I get just a Coke

and some fries?

Do you wanna hear our specials,

or do you want any dessert?

Oh, hi, handsome.

Care for some buns?

- Here.

- You in a hurry?

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 wait tables

the rest of your life.

I know.

It's my greatest fear.

You know, he is so cute.

- I wonder where he works out?

- Save it, Deb.

I mean, there is life

after exercise.

One of these days...

I'm gonna set you up

with a real guy...

teach you to get

your priorities straight.

I think Sheila's

more interested...

in dissecting bodies

than their outsides.

Give her time. Her hormones

will kick in some day.

Deb, later in life,

you'll appreciate my motto.

- What's that?

- Mind over matter.

I'll see you later, OK?

Alice, can you leave here?

What's wrong?

Kincaid and Joey

died last night.

What?

Hey, Rick, come here!

Stay with her.

Kristen, what happened?

Look, you're gonna hear

all kinds of stories.

And after all

we've been through together...

how could I let him get to them?

We were a team.

I'm gonna get

that son of a b*tch.

Who?

Rick, we gotta go.

- Now.

- I'm coming.

Before it's too late.

I gotta go.

I guess I'll talk to you later.

So, why the haunted house?

It's not just a house.

It's his home.

He's waiting in there

for me to dream.

Hey, it's OK. We're with you.

I told you, you can't help me.

This isn't a normal nightmare.

I'm history.

I don't get it.

- Come on.

- Jeez. What'd I miss?

She told us a story

about Freddy.

Fred Krueger.

He's a town legend.

He was a child killer

freed on a technicality.

So?

So, a lot of parents

got pissed off...

and, according to Kris...

they hunted him down

and roasted him...

like a Thanksgiving turkey.

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