Cujo

Mommy!

Bad dreams?

- Mommy. - It's all over.

Come here.

It was in my closet. Something's in my closet.

Oh, too much junk food.

Too much of the tube, guys.

He's in there.

Tad, now, there's nothing in this house that's going to hurt you.

Look what I see in the closet here. I see clothing.

I see a pile of blankets on a chair...

a lot oftoys that weren't put away...

and your favorite over-the-hill teddy bear...

who would probably be a lot happier-

Who would probably be a lot happier in bed with you.

And that's it.

- Nothing else. - I saw him, really.

He's in the closet.

He has yellow eyes, and his mouth is about this long...

and he has teeth, and they're curled like this...

and he made sounds.

What kind of sounds?

Come on, try. What kind of sounds? Like what?

- That would scare me pretty good. - Really.

But he's all gone now, champ, see?

He's in there. I saw him. Really.

Tad, you saw him in your dreams—

in your head, nowhere else.

See, Tad, there aren't any real—

Tad, listen to me, there's no such thing as real monsters...

only in stories.

There's no real monsters.

- Really? - Really.

Really.

Okay, over, done with, gone, right?

Over, done with, gone.

What a guy. Okay, snuggle in.

Good night, sleep tight, don't let the bedbugs bite.

- You have good dreams now, okay? - I will.

There aren't any monsters, Tad.

Except for the one in my closet.

Please.

Please. Please.

Hey, Tadder.

You know, it looks like someone was moving furniture around...

up in your bedroom last night.

Any idea who that might have been?

- Do you know, Donna? - It wasn't me.

It wasn't me, either.

Wasn't me.

Yeah, come on in, Steve.

Morning!

- Mrs. Trenton. - Morning.

Here you go, Tadpole.

Just like I promised— Brought your horse back.

Looks pretty good stripped, doesn't it?

- Do we have a check for him? - Listen.

Why don't you just wait until I bring your table back?

Thanks.

I can't stay for a cup of coffee anyway.

Sorry. Would you like a cup?

Just teasing.

Hey Tad, maybe it was Mr. Kemp who moved all your furniture around, huh?

Okay, what did I do now, huh?

No, the monster did it.

The monster?

Oh, no. Come on, remember what I said.

There aren't no such things as monsters.

There aren't any such things as monsters.

Not in the daytime anyway.

Come here, you! Not in the daytime?

I'll show you what a monster would do in the daytime.

He's grab your knee is what he'd—

- I know a lot about cereal. - Daddy! Daddy! Look!

Because I'm the Sharp Cereal Professor.

Sharp cereals: Twinkles, Cocoa Bears, Brand 1 6.

My daddy invented that.

He made them all up.

- Who? - The professor.

And they're good for you.

Well, your daddy's real smart, isn't he?

As well as being a hell of a tennis player.

Ready for a rematch any time you are.

- Sure, sure. - Gotta go.

Bye.

Thanks.

Nothing wrong here.

That's game, set, and match.

- Good game. - Oh, yeah, what was the score?

- 6-love, 6-1 ? - Yeah.

You're not getting tired ofthis, are you?

What, are you kidding me? Getting my ass handed to me every week.

No, I love it, I'm a masochist.

- Well, whatever turns you on. - Yeah.

...the onlyjeans that-

Turn that off, please. It's dinner.

Turn it off, Tad.

This marriage is definitely running out of conversation, isn't it?

Maybe we should talk about having another baby.

I got you!

Oh, no, he's got me.

He's got me!

Watch my chair!

Hi.

Excuse me.

I have a problem with my front wheel. I wonder ifyou could look at it.

Park it next to the Datsun. Leave the keys in it.

Well, I was kind of hoping I could wait for it today.

You're kidding.

See you later, Harry.

Joe Camber will do it for you.

What's that?

Joe Camber.

Do a real good job, and he won't rob you blind.

Where's Joe Camber?

You take 1 1 7 here straight out of town...

6 mile, give or take.

All the way out to the end. You'll see Camber's mailbox.

You can't miss it.

Thanks.

See you later, Harry.

Hi.

Pa!

Tough time finding this place. How are you?

My name is Victor Trenton. You're Mr. Camber, right?

Afternoon.

You folks want anything to drink?

No, thank you. Thanks.

Vic?

Come on, Cujo.

Come on, boy. Come on.

Get going. That dog. Look at that dog.

Don't worry about it, ma'am.

Cujo won't hurt him. He likes kids.

- He's safe. - Run me down the hill.

- I want to have a listen to her. - Yeah, okay.

- Vic? - It's all right.

Yeah, it's all right.

Don't worry, Mr. Trenton. Your boy will be all right.

Gently.

Cujo. His name's Cujo.

Cujo?

How you doing, Cujo?

Hey, boy.

What kind of dog is he?

St. Bernard.

He's a great dog.

Yeah, he's a pretty smart one, too.

Monsters, stay out ofTad's room.

You have no business here.

No monsters in Tad's closet.

It's too small for you in there.

Where else?

Under the bed.

Under the bed? Okay.

All right, no monsters under Tad's bed.

You cannot fit under there.

No monsters outside Tad's window.

Can't hold on out there.

Nothing will touch Tad.

Nothing will hurt Tad...

all through this night.

Okay?

They have no business here.

Okay?

Oh, my God, 1 :30?

What?

You're just really good with him, that's all.

How am I with you?

Wonderful.

Good night.

Nothing wrong here.

Well, that's not entirely true.

This morning, thousands of people across the country...

reported internal hemorrhaging after eating Sharp Cereal products.

The scare, however, proved to be a false alarm.

- Hi! - Hi.

- Hi, Tad. - Hi, Dad.

Despite that fact, the scare has reached alarming proportions.

Sharp Cereal has been unavailable for comment.

Nope, nothing wrong here, folks.

Cute.

That's our ad campaign.

They've recalled the whole goddamn cereal.

- There's no harm done, is there? - No harm done?

Donna, that guy comes into America's living room...

and he says to kids, "Trust me!"

- Yes, I understand. - No, I don't think you do.

We created that guy- Roger and me.

- He's our brainchild. - I understand.

These kids, they go out, and they buy the cereal.

All the Sharp cereals. All of them.

Brand 1 6, All-Grain, Cocoa Bears, Twinkles.

And now, kids all over the country...

are peeing and puking red dye...

and scaring the hell out oftheir parents...

and we told them to buy it.

The Sharp Professor is us!

That's our ass, Roger's and mine.

You'll work it out. You always have before.