A Nightmare on Elm Street Part 2: Freddy's Revenge Page #3

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Sh*t.

Jesus, I don't know.

He does the strang est things.

Can I have a beer, please?

H it the shower.

No, God damn it!

Oh, boy.

Good evening.

Does this belong to you?

Yes, sir. He's my son.

We found him on the highway

wandering around.

He was naked.

I'd keep a short leash on him

if I were you.

Thank you.

Jesse, come in. Come in.

Come here.

Two questions...

you answer them,

and we can all g o to bed.

What are you taking, son?

Who are you g etting it from?

I'm not taking drugs.

Mom, I want to g o to bed.

Yeah, come on.

It's a problem

I have to work out on my own.

I know,

but something's bothering you.

I'm concerned about you. Jesse!

I'm fine. J ust leave me alone.

Can't we at least talk about it?

He needs professional help.

We have to take him to see

a psychiatrist.

Are you out of your g ourd?

What the hell will that do?

I don't know. He needs help

we can't give to him.

Oh, come on.

Are you hearing me?

That boy's in trouble!

No, he's not in trouble!

What that boy needs

is a g oddam kick in the butt.

That's what he needs!

Tell you what he needs.

He needs a methadone clinic.

What's happening?

I want all you students

to step back here.

Don't worry.

Let them do their work,

all right?

Yo, man, where have you been?

Schneider g ot wasted last night.

He must've been working late.

Some maniac sliced him up

like a kielbasa...

hacked him in the shower.

Got bloody footprints

all over the place.

Kill for me.

One, two

Freddy's coming for you

Three

Four

Better lock your door

Five

Six

Grab your crucifix

Morning, Jess.

Morning.

How come it took them five years

to sell this house?

Oh, I don't know.

Couldn't g et the right price.

You didn't know about the murder

across the street...

and the crazy girl

that lived here...

that saw the whole thing?

They told me something about it.

You knew something

about this, and...

How do you think

we g ot such a g ood deal?

Did they tell you

that that girl lost her mind...

and her mother killed herself

in our living room?

- What?

- Did they tell you that?

Mom, I'm scared.

Come here.

Oh, honey, it's all right.

Daddy and Jesse

are just pretending.

We shouldn't discuss this here.

See what you're doing?

I don't want to hear

one more word about it.

There's absolutely nothing wrong

with this house.

Come on.

Is something burning?

Good Lord!

That's the craziest damn thing

I've ever seen.

Look here, Cheryl.

It wasn't even plugg ed in.

Jesse, you can't blame yourself

for what happened to Schneider.

J ust because you dreamt it

doesn't mean you did it.

Where are we g oing?

Bear left over here.

I really think

this is all in your mind.

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