Pet Sematary

Bye, old Shep. See you in heaven, yep?

This is where my kitty lays

No more he screams and hollers

He lived for five and 20 days

And cost me 50 dollars

Spot, a good fellow. We love you.

Finally here.

Yeah.

So?

- What do you think? - It's gorgeous.

Decided to wake up and see what home looks like, huh?

Come here.

Mommy! Daddy! I see a path.

Ellie, be careful.

Ellie!

Listen to your...

Mommy! Daddy!

It hurts!

Mommy! Daddy! It hurts!

- Are you OK? - It hurts.

- Get rid of this. - I got it, I got it.

Look out.

- You OK? - It's all right.

No, it hurts.

Anyone who can scream that loud isn't ready for intensive care just yet.

Cat.

She's just skinned her knee.

I don't want the stingy stuff, Daddy.

Where's Gage?

Gage!

No you don't, my friend. Not in that road.

Gage!

I corralled him for you, missus.

Thank you. Thank you so much.

- Thank you. I'm Louis Creed. - Jud Crandall.

I live just across the road. You want to watch out for that road.

Them damn trucks go back and forth all day and most of the night.

And who might you be, little miss?

I'm Ellen Creed.

And your dad's going to be the new doctor at the college, I hear.

I think you're gonna be just as happy as a clam here, Ellen Creed.

Are clams really happy?

Mr. Crandall, there's a path over there. Do you know where it goes?

Yeah, that's a good story. And a good walk.

I'll take you up there sometime. Tell you the story, too.

After you get settled in.

Great.

Excuse me, I've got to get this kid changed.

- It was nice to meet you. - Same here.

Come on, Ellie. Give me your hand.

The house has stood empty too long.

It's damn good to see people in it again.

Church!

You scared the life out of me, Church.

Come here.

- That you, Doc? - Yeah, it's me.

Well, come on up and have a beer.

- Need a glass? - Not at all.

Good for you.

Jesus.

Yeah. That's one mean road, all right.

You know that path your wife commented on?

That road and those Orinco trucks are the two main reasons it's there.

Well, where does it lead?

- Pet cemetery. - Pet cemetery.

It's that damn road. Uses up a lot of animals.

- Dogs and cats, mostly. - My little girl's got a cat.

Winston Churchill. We call him Church for short.

I'd get him fixed if I were you.

A fixed cat don't tend to wander.

If he's all the time crossing back and forth on that road,

his luck will run out.

Well, I'll take it under advisement.

Meantime, Doc, here's to your bones.

And your bones.

I'll be going now, Dr. Creed.

All right, Missy. Thanks.

- Hi, Missy. - Hi.

I'll do these up, bring them back next time, Mrs. Creed.

Great. Can you come on Monday, Missy?

Always thought it would be lucky to marry a doctor.

Wish I had a doctor around with my stomach pain so bad.

Guess I'll never be lucky. Hell, I ain't married to anyone.

Bye, Missy.

Mommy, Daddy, come on. Let's go!

We're coming!

All set? Let's get on with it.

There's the place.

What's it say, Mommy?

It says, "Pet sematary," honey.

It's misspelled, but that's what it says.

Ellie, wait a minute!

I told you it was a bad road, Louis.

It's killed a lot of pets, made a lot of kids unhappy.

At least something good come of it: This place.

Couldn't plant nothing but corpses here anyway, I guess.

How can you call it a good thing?

A graveyard for pets killed in the road,

built by brokenhearted children.

Well, they have to learn about death somehow,

now, don't they, Mrs. Creed?

Why?

- Can I have the baby? - Yeah.

Daddy, look, this one's a goldfishy.

That's right, Ellie. They wasn't all killed by the road.

Especially the ones from back in my time as a child.

They get older as you go towards the middle. Harder to read.

Missy Ellen, come over here just a minute.

That's where I buried my dog, Spot, when he died of old age in 1924.

Ellie...

do you know what a graveyard really is?

Well... I guess not.

It's a place where the dead speak.

No, not right out loud.

Their stones speak or their markers.

This ain't a scary place, Ellie.

It's a place of rest and speaking.

- Can you remember that? - Yes, sir.

Hi, babe.

Daddy, what if Church dies?

What if he dies and has to go to the pet sematary?

Honey, Church will be fine.

No, he won't. Not in the end.

In the end, he's going to croak, isn't he?

Lovey...

Church might still be alive when you're in high school,

and that's a very long time.

It doesn't seem long to me. It seems short.

Well, if it was up to me, I'd let Church live to be 100,

but I don't make up the rules.

And who does? God, I suppose.

He's not God's cat, he's my cat. Let God get his own if he wants one.

Not mine. Not mine.

Yuck! Gross!

I'm scared.

What if school here isn't like in Chicago?

I'm scared, and I want to go home.

You'll be all right, Ellie.

I don't want Church to get his nuts cut, Daddy.

Good God, where did you hear that?

Missy Dandridge. She says it's an operation.

The road is a lot more dangerous than any operation.

Church will be just the same. Well, almost the same.

And we won't have to worry about him getting run over in the road by trucks.

Church'll be all right, honey.

You promise, Daddy?

Don't shilly-shally, Louis. Give the little girl a promise.

Church will be fine. I promise.

Thank you.

You're very welcome.

But if anything does happen while he's under the gas,

now, it's a one in 1,000 shot, but it does happen,

you explain it to her.

Church!

Got to go.

- Going to get his... - Nuts cut. Yes.

Thank you, Missy, for introducing that colorful phrase

- into my daughter's vocabulary. - Don't mention it.

How's that bellyache of yours?

No better. No worse.

You know, I can take a look at that for you.

It'll pass. They always do.

- Missy. - Ma'am.

Still friends, Doc?

I kissed you.

Have a great first day at school, Doc.

- Bye-bye. - Bye-bye.

- Did anybody see what happened? - He got hit by a truck.

- God! - His head.

Hold him gently.

Didn't even stop!

- There's so much blood! - What the hell's going on?

- Get the door. - Get Dr. Creed!

What's happened here?

- He got hit by a truck. - Oh, my God.

Dr. Creed!

Get them all out of here.

- Easy. Easy. - All right. Everyone out, please.

Let the doctors do their work.

Come on, let's clear the room here.

Come on, everybody clear out!

Just clear out!

- Ambu bag. Start a cardiac monitor. - Yes, sir.

Need large bores.

All right, get an ambulance here and get it right now.

- He's got to go to EMC. - It won't do any good.

I know it won't, but for God's sake, let's do it by the rules. OK, now move!

- What's going on? Who is it? - It's Pascow.

I told Rachel not so much as a sprain today, my friend.

The soil...

of a man's heart...

is stonier...

Louis.

How did you know my name?

I'll come...

to you.

How did you know my name?

Come on, Doc. We've got places to go.

Come on, Doc. Don't make me tell you twice.

Hey, why are you here?