A Nightmare on Elm Street 3: Dream Warriors

[DOKKEN'S "INTO THE FIRE" PLAYING LOUDLY]

I know it's wrong But I can't turn away

The flames draw near They're telling me to stay

Into the fire

I'm falling

Into the fire

I'm falling

Into the fire

Into the fire

Into the fire

Are you crazy? You'll wake up the whole neighborhood.

- Hi, Mom. - Don't "Hi, Mom," me.

What are you still doing up? It's past 1.

Just thought I'd wait for you.

Well, I'm home. Now you can get to sleep.

Come on, ándale.

Mom, I'm really not tired.

Kristen, don't start with me. You know what your shrink said.

He's full of it.

I'm not gonna let you get me into an argument, not tonight.

Now get to sleep.

Mom...

...I'm still having those awful dreams.

Elaine, where do you keep the bourbon?

Uh, I'll be right down.

- Honey, I've got a guest. - And you don't wanna keep him waiting.

That's right, I don't.

- Good night. - Good night.

One, two

Freddy's coming for you

Three, four

Better lock your door

Five, six

Grab your crucifix

Seven, eight

Gonna stay up late

Nine, ten

Never sleep again

One, two

Freddy's coming for you

Three, four

Better lock your door

Five, six

Grab your crucifix

Seven, eight

Gonna stay up late

Nine, ten

Hi, what's your name?

Kristen. What's yours?

What is this place?

I gotta go now.

Wait, little girl, don't go in there!

Little girl!

Little girl?

This is where he takes us.

Come on, we're going.

Freddy's home.

Put me down, you're hurting me.

[KRISTEN SCREAMS AND FREDDY LAUGHS]

Kristen!

Mom?

In local news...

...two more teenage deaths have occurred. Both suicides.

County health officials are at a loss to explain this alarming trend.

Nothing like a little cheery news to start the day, huh?

Yeah. Say, listen, doc.

I got a new theory about all these suicides, right?

Don't hold back on us, Max, we need all the help we can get.

Yeah, well, it's fucked up chromosomes, man.

Think about it, all their parents dropped acid during the '60s.

It beats Simms' theory.

She thinks it's nothing but sex, drugs and rock 'n' roll.

- Shit, that's what keeps people alive. - Heh.

Hi, Taryn.

You don't look so hot, kid. Are you getting some sleep?

- I didn't think so. - Good morning, Dr. Gordon.

Good morning, Jennifer. How are the burns?

- Regular, menthol, ultra-light. - They're healing up nicely?

Yeah, I've been good.

So, um, when do I get my cigarette privileges back?

Don't hold your breath.

- Phillip. - Hey, doc.

- How is he? - He's cooling down.

If he continues having these outbursts, I'll have to have him isolated permanently.

Aw, don't worry, it won't come to that.

I, uh-- I read the report on the new staff member.

Oh, what did you think?

Frankly, I don't understand...

...why some grad-school superstar is being treated like a seasoned pro.

She's been doing groundbreaking research on pattern nightmares.

Elizabeth, we don't need any outside help. I know these kids.

I don't want some hotshot taking chances with them just so she can get published.

Dr. Gordon, Dr. Simms to Examination, stat.

Dr. Gordon, Dr. Simms to Examination, stat.

This is ridiculous. I know my own daughter.

She's trying to get attention, that's all. And I'm not gonna play her games with her.

Suicide attempt from County General.

- What's her name? - Kristen Parker.

She was fine until we tried to sedate her.

Watch it, she tore her stitches out.

Kristen, we wanna help you.

- Hold her, hold her. Aah!

No, no, no.

I'm Dr. Gordon. I'm not gonna hurt you, I wanna help you.

- Why don't you--? - No!

Be careful, Max.

Back off, Max.

Kristen, put the scalpel down.

Nobody is gonna hurt you.

Five, six

Grab your crucifix

Seven, eight

Better stay up late

Nine, ten

Never, never--

Never sleep again.

Where did you learn that rhyme?

Tell me about the kids.

Well, they're survivors in a way.

They're all severely sleep disordered. Insomnia, narcolepsy, bed-wetting.

- But the nightmares are the common thread. - Right.

They seem to share a group delusion, a bogeyman, for lack of a better word.

They're so traumatized, they'll do almost anything not to sleep.

Anything?

We lost a kid about a month ago to Fairview.

I don't know where he got the razors, but he cut off his eyelids to stay awake.

- Oh, God. Shook the kids up pretty badly.

Oh, by the way, that was really great work with the new patient.

Pretty smooth for an intern.

I have had some experience with pattern nightmares.

- I've got to get going. - Okay, well...

Let me help you with that.

- Thanks. - You're welcome.

Now, uh, be sure that you check in with Max...

...and he'll give you the whole 25-cent tour and everything.

- All right, I'll see you later. - All right.

Oh, um, Miss Thompson?

- You can call me Nancy. - All right.

You call me Neil, all right? What was that nursery rhyme all about?

That was just something that the kids say to keep the bogeyman away.

Anyway, that's group therapy.

This whole wing is devoted to the program. Um...

I guess, yeah, you can use this office for the time being, okay?

- This will be fine. - All right, great.

Because I'll have you set up in your own space by the end of the week.

Um, the patients' rooms are down this way.

This is Phillip. We call him "The Walker."

- Why is that? - Because I sleepwalk.

Perfectly normal event...

...that our illustrious staff loves to theorize about endlessly.

Phillip, this is Nancy.

Hi, welcome to the snake pit. Heh.

Thanks.

Nice work.

They really ought to be carved out of wood, but they won't let me have a knife.

I might, you know, pfft!

Um, this lump over here, this is Kincaid.

Now, I want you to take a good look.

He gets thrown in the quiet room so often, you probably won't see a lot of him.

Ain't that right, cool breeze?

Right, I do it so I don't have to look at your ugly face all the time.

Yeah, I love you too.

Nice meeting you.

Yeah, they're really good kids but, uh, don't let them fool you.

They're dangerous, to themselves and to each other.

Hi, Joey.

Why, thank you.

- Hey, Marcie, how you doing? - Great.

- These going to C Ward? - Yeah.

Come on, I'll walk you down.

See you later, Joey.

Mrs. Parker, was Kristen acting any different?

Did you notice anything strange before she made the attempt?

Kristen specializes in strangeness.

I've spent thousands on psychiatrists.

Did she always have nightmares?

No, they've gotten worse since I took away her credit cards.

I'm serious.

Miss Thompson, I don't know what you want from me.

Just some answers.

There are other kids involved, not just Kristen.

All good kids, smart kids.

Look, I'm sorry to hear that but you're the experts on this, not me.

If I had any insight into any of this, I would share them with you, believe me.

I'm sure you would.

If you'll excuse me, I have to get downtown.

I'll need to get her things.

I have them packed in a suitcase.

Theresa!

Theresa!

I'll get them, please, I don't mind.

It's the first door at the top of the stairs.