The Babadook Page #2

and you know what it is to see,

"then you can make friends

with a special one -

"a friend of you and me."

(LAUGHS)

"His name is Mister Babadook

and this is his book.

"A rumbling sound,

then three sharp knocks -

"ba BA-ba Dook! Dook! Dook!

"That's when you'll know

he's around.

"You'll see him if you look.

"Ba BA-ba Dook! Dook! Dook!"

We might read another one

tonight, hey?

But you said I could choose.

"This is what he wears on top.

"He's funny, don't you think?

"See him

in your room at night..."

Mum? Does it hurt the boy?

Mum?

Does it live under the bed? Mum?

Mummy?

Mummy?!

(CRIES)

"How sweetly they sung,

"telling of the happiness

and loveliness

"that lay at the bottom of

the ocean

and entreating the sirens

not to be afraid."

(SAM GROANS)

(LOUNGE MUSIC PLAYS)

WOMAN:
It's that time of

night again.

Time...

WOMAN:
if that's what

the doctor ordered, I...

Oh, yeah. Yeah.

That's what the doctor ordered.

(ROMANTIC MUSIC PLAYS)

- MAN:
Do you...

- (SWITCHES OFF TV)

(BUZZING)

(BUZZING)

(BUZZING)

(BREATH ES HEAVILY)

(MOANS)

Mum!

- It's in my room!

- What is?

- The Babadook!

- Oh, no.

No, no, no.

This is not going to happen.

The closet doors were closed

and now they're wide open.

It's just a book.

It can't hurt you.

You've had a big day.

You're just exhausted.

I don't want anything bad

to happen to you, Mum.

Nothing bad's going to happen,

Sam.

I'm gonna protect you.

(CLOCK TICKS)

(DISTANT THUMPING)

(FOOTSTEPS, CREAKING)

(TRAIN RATTLES ON TRACKS)

SAMUEL:
Mum, it's 9:00.

He's not running a fever

anymore.

No, no, no. My sister's gonna

take him. Put it back!

Put it back

or it goes in the bin.

(GROANS)

Sorry. What was that?

Oh, no. I couldn't get to

the phone. He was vomiting.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

No worries. I'll see you soon.

Samuel, no monster talk

at Aunty Claire's, OK?

Samuel - no Babadook.

No nothing. Alright?

(GENTLE MUSIC)

88. Number 88.

Two fat ladies.

Good, Elaine!

Another few days and someone

could call out, "Bingo!"

Number 11.

Who has number 11?

Legs 11.

Hey? See what else we've got.

5 billion.

Anyone got 5 billion?

Beverley's not very impressed

with your bingo skills.

- Are you alright?

- Yeah, yeah.

No, I'm fine. How are you?

How's D wing?

Fine. Yeah.

Just a bunch of old people.

You don't have to be fine,

you know.

Just a bit stressed

at the moment.

Why don't you go home?

Old cranky b*tch -

she goes after lunch.

I can cover for you.

- You'd do that?

- Yeah.

I'll give you my Pay-

Oh, no. Don't be ridiculous.

You've got a sick boy.

Life's too short.

You're so sweet, Robbie.

(SIGHS)

- You should go.

- Yeah.

- Say hi to Sam for me.

Rate this script:0.0 / 0 votes