Phantasm II Page #2

He's at rest now.

The last train leaves at 6:00.

I've got to be on it.

Damn it, Jeri,

I need you to be here, with us.

- Just one more day.

- I have to get back to Bruce and Stevie.

I've got to get going now -

it's 20 miles back to the station.

- Besides, Grandma's a tough cookie.

- Thanks, Jeri.

I'm sorry, hon, I really do have to go.

Look, if there's any problem, just call.

OK?

Take care.

Jeri?

Damn, it's not a dream.

Mike, where are you?

Reg, she's in danger.

- Who?

- The girl.

You said that six months ago.

Yeah, well, this time, I'm certain.

We're close to her and the Tall Man.

Come on, let's go.

Jeez, we've slept half the day away.

- You say she's here, you say she's there...

- She's everywhere.

Well, maybe so, but I'm not so sure

she's not just a wet dream.

Listen, Reg, we're close.

And soon, I'm gonna find her, and him.

All right, then.

My darling, I love you so much.

I'll miss you.

Miss you.

Forgive me, Lord.

I must end this sacrilege.

I can't close my eyes

to the things I've seen.

It must be stopped.

- You!

- The graveside service is about to begin.

Blessed Mother.

It's just a tree limb.

Wind.

Damn this wind!

Elizabeth?

- Finally up, huh?

- Yeah.

- I had this dream about this girl...

- Hi.

Oh, sorry to startle you, pal.

I picked her up about 50 miles back.

Mike, this is Alchemy.

Chemy for short.

It's nice to meet you, Mike.

Hey, Reg, can you pull over?

I gotta take a leak.

Sure.

Reg, this girl's in my dreams,

except when she's in them, she's dead.

I think, for her sake,

she shouldn't get involved with us.

- Your dreams always come true?

- Not exactly but pretty damned close.

Sh*t, Mike. Have you looked at her?

You know, we've been out here a long time.

Besides, it gets hard on the road.

Reg, you're thinking with your wrong head.

This girl, she's in danger.

OK, OK.

So, she's in danger,

with us or without us.

At least with us,

we can protect her, isn't that logical?

Yeah, in a horny sort of way,

I suppose it is.

Works for me.

- So, Chemy, where are you headed?

- To my home town, Perigord.

- It's about 20 miles down the interstate.

- Perigord, here we come.

Grandma?

Grandma?

Grandma?

If you want her, come.

Tonight.

Looks like a ghost town.

Things sure have changed since I left.

Oh, yeah? How long's that been?

I don't know, it must be ten years now.

We're gonna have to find

a place to hole up.

My uncle owns a bed and breakfast

on the other side of town.

You guys have been really nice to me

and I'm sure he'd give you a room.

That'd be great.

I've got them both.

Not my grandma.

Jesus. What the hell...?

I'm gonna go take a look around, OK?

Maybe we can get in a window.

Rate this script:0.0 / 0 votes