All language subtitles for HALLOWEEN 2

# Mr. Sandman.

# Bring me a dream.

# Make him the cutest
that I've ever seen.

# Give him two lips
like roses in clover.

# Then tell him that
his lonesome nights are over.

# Sandman.

# I'm so alone.

# Don't have nobody
to call my own.

# Please turn on
your magic beam.

# Mr. Sandman
bring me a dream.

[Girl] Listen to me. Go out of
the house and down the street...

to the Mackenzies' house.

Knock on their door and
tell them to call the police...

and send them over here.

All right? Do as I say.

All right.

Go.

[Screaming]

[Boy]
Come on! Come on!

[Screaming Continues]

[Gagging]

[Screaming,
Gagging]

[Gun Clicks]

What's the boogeyman?

As a matter of fact,
it was.

[Dog Barking]

[Barking Continues]

[Barking Continues]

- What's goin' on out here?
- Call the police!

- Tell the sheriff I shot him.
- Who?

Tell him he's still
on the loose.

Is this some kind of joke?
I've been trick-or-treated
to death tonight.

You don't know what death is.

[Heavy Breathing]

[Footsteps]

[Children]
Trick or treat!

[Laughing]

[Barking]

[Siren Wailing]

- I shot him six times!
- What?

I shot him six times!

I shot him in the heart!

- He can't have gotten very far.
- I shot him six times!

This guy, this man,

he's not human.

[Heavy Breathing]

Harold, you want mayonnaise
on your sandwich?

How 'bout mustard?

[TV] Coming next,
Night of the Living Dead.
- Are you asleep again?

[TV Announcer]
This is a WWAR special bulletin.

Police in Haddonfield have
just made the grisly discovery
of three bodies...

in the upstairs bedrooms
of this house.

It appears the murders
took place sometime
early this evening.

Authorities have confirmed
that all three of the victims
are teenagers.

Two girls and a boy.

Police are searching
the entire area...

for a mental patient who escaped
last night from the Smith's
Grove-Warren County Sanitarium.

He is now believed to be
at large in Haddonfield.
This is Robert Mundy live.

[Thunderclap]

[Man On TV]
They're coming to get you, Barbara.

[Woman On TV]
Stop it! You're ignorant.

[Man] They're coming
for you, Barbara.

[Woman] Stop it!
You're acting like a child.

[Man]
They're coming for you.

- Look! There comes one of them now.
- She'll hear you!

[Man] Here he comes now!
I'm getting out of here.
[Screaming]

[Screaming Continues]

[Dog Barking]

Mrs. Elrod?

Mr. Elrod?

Are you okay?

[Heavy Breathing]

[Footsteps]

Hi. There was someone
screaming next door.

Yeah, Mr. And Mrs. Elrod. His
wife's always picking on him.

He probably got angry and
decided to start beating her.

Oh, big deal.

[Girl]
Are your folks home?
- They are gone.

My dad had to take my Aunt
Ruby to Hardin County...

and my mother decided
to go along.

- Didn't you hear?
- Hear about what?

A girl got killed in
Haddonfield. It's on the radio.

Hold on.

The police have cordoned off
the entire area.

To repeat. Three teenagers
have been found murdered
in a house...

in the northwest section
of Haddonfield.

The names of the teenagers
have not been released.
- I can't believe it.

- I know. You know, we probably knew her.
- Where'd it happen?

Down on Orange Grove.

- That's right down the street.
- I know.

[Sirens Wailing]
Sally, I can hear the sirens coming.

They said the guy
got away.

- Do they know who it was?
- No.

Oh, God!
[Clanking]

[Sally]
Alice? Alice?

What's wrong?

- Alice?
- Who is it?

[Sally]
Alice, where are you?

Who is it?

[Radio]... believes
the suspect will be apprehended
within a matter of hours.

Neighbors say they heard screams
during the early evening,

but attributed the noise
to the usual Halloween...

[Siren Wailing]

Inside, guys.

[Attendant]
All right, folks,
give them room, please.

- Laurie, can you hear me?
- Don't let them put me to sleep.

- It's all right.
We're gonna go to the clinic.
- Don't let them put me to sleep.

[Siren Wailing]

[Budd] Hey,
you know this chick?

Yeah. Her name's
Laurie Strode.

- She goes to school
with my litter brother Ziggy.
- Her old man Strode Realty?

- Yeah.
- [Budd] Okay.

Okay, just get out easy.
It's gonna be okay.

Walk real slow, okay?

You all right?
You all right, hon?

Oh, God. Here. Just put
it up there real gently.

You okay? Let's go.
Just walk real slow. Come on.

[Siren Wailing]

- Fill out this form. Someone will be with you.
- But we should see a doctor right away.

He's with a patient.
Please wait in Room "A."

- Come on, hon.
- Thank you.

Where's Dr. Mixter?

- At the country club.
I think he's drunk.
- Oh, great!

- What have you got?
- Stab wound, left anterior chest.

- Possibly penetrating. Multiple contusions.
[Girl] It's Laurie Strode.

Yeah. Let's go.
Possible fracture, right ankle.

Janet,
get me more coffee.

[Nurse]
Get that out of here!

Oh, Laurie.
Hi there.

Well, let's see
what we have here.

Ah, yes. You've lost
a lot of blood.

We'll need to type it.

Yeah.

When was the last time
you had a tetanus shot?

I don't know.

There.

- Get me some 3-0 nylon on a...
- Cutting needle? Right away.

- We're going to have to put her out.
- No, don't put me to sleep.

- [Nurse] Okay, relax.
We're not going to hurt you.
- No!

No.

Please don't put me
to sleep.

[Dr. Mixter]
Take it easy.

[Groaning]

[Nurse]
Try to relax, Laurie.

[Nurse] Dr. Mixter will
have you stitched up in no time.

[Dr. Mixter]
Take it easy, Laurie.

Circle the block again.

- How long now?
- About 30 minutes.

Put the light down there
by those trees.

- There's nothing.
- Well, keep going.

- Doctor, I'm just about there.
- What?

The point where I stop
taking orders from you.

All right, Sheriff,
whatever you want.

The primary concern
is that we stop him.

- You let him out.
- I didn't.

- His own goddamn doctor!
- I didn't let him out.

[Police Radio]
Chief Brackett, come in please.

- Who is it?
- Chief, this is Ramsey.

- Say again. What is it?
- This is Ramsey.

- Where are you?
- By the bakery moving north
on Scottsville Road.

- Get the hell back in town.
Go up Seventeenth Street...

and meet me by the bypass.
- Ten-four. Ramsey clear.

Will you put that thing away!

You couldn't have shot him
six times.

- You think I'm lying?
- I think you missed him.

- No man could take six slugs.
- I told you this isn't a man!

[Children Laughing]
Look out! Slow down!

Over there! Look, look, look!

[Chattering]
[Brackett] Is that him?

I don't know!

Get back!

Run! Go on, run! Move it!

Get back! Get back, you kids.

Run! Move it!

[Children Screaming]

Stop! Stop!

Don't shoot.

Stop!
Don't shoot!

[Tires Screeching]

Oh, Sheriff Brackett.

[Policeman]
He came outta nowhere.
I couldn't stop.

[Brackett]
Is it him?

[Brackett]
Is it him or not?

[Siren Wailing]

Leigh?

- They found three bodies.
- Where?

Across the street
from the Doyle house.

Three kids.
One of them was Annie!

What?

Does it hurt a lot?
[Mumbling]

What?
[Mumbling]

I can't understand you.
It'll be okay.
We'll play some games.

Repeating for those of you
who just tuned in.
Three people are dead tonight...

as the result of an attack
by an escaped mental patient.

I understand we're going
to stay on the air now.

Repeating for those of you
who just tuned in.

Three people
are dead tonight...

as the result of an attack
by an escaped mental patient.

Further details
will be forthcoming
as soon as we get them.

This is Robert Mundy
reporting to you live.

Hi.

Hi.

Jimmy,
leave her alone.

Well, how are
you feeling?

Sore. What happened?

Cracked a bone.
You're lucky it wasn't a break.

Dr. Mixter felt that he
should wait until tomorrow
before he put a cast on.

You have to get
some rest.

Come on, Jimmy.

[Whispering]
Can I get you something
to drink?

How 'bout a Coke?

Okay. Thanks.

Okay.

- Jimmy, we gotta roll.
Another call came in.
- Okay.

Get you that Coke later.

Out.

Moments ago police reported
that Michael Myers,
formerly of Haddonfield,

who fled the Smith's
Grove-Warren Sanitarium
last night,

was believed
to have burned to death.

Meanwhile, three bodies
were discovered in the bedroom
of the house behind me.

Identification of the victims
is being withheld
pending notification...

[Siren Wailing]
Forget that. I want
to concentrate on the house.

Talk to some kids,
see if anybody saw anything.

You need their parent's permission
to use a statement.

If you can't find the parents,
get a statement anyway.

Not now.

This is one of the girls.

[Sighs]

I, uh...

have to, uh, go and tell my wife
before somebody else does.

Go on home, Leigh. Go on home.
I'll take care of everything.

- Damn you. What have you done?
- I haven't done anything.

- You let him out!
- I didn't let him out.

I gave orders
for him to be restrained.

Is there anything else
we can do for you?

If that wasn't Michael Myers
burning up in that car,

then a lot of other kids are gonna
be slaughtered tonight.

- He's dead. I saw him.
- You saw a man in a mask.

- It was him.
- I want to believe you,
but I've got to be sure.

I can't stop until I'm certain
that he's dead.

You're talking about him like
he's some kind of animal.

- Keep them back!
- He was my patient for 15 years.

He became an obsession with me until I
realized that there was nothing within him,

neither conscience nor reason
that was even remotely human.

An hour ago, I stood up
and fired six shots into him.

He just got up and walked away.

I am talking about the real possibility
that he is still out there!

- Where'd they take the body?
- Coroner's office.

Get a dentist to meet me there
in half an hour.

[Radio] In spite of the fact
that the man who rescued
Laurie Strode...

claims to have shot him
six times at close range,

Haddonfield police have no explanation
for the suspect's disappearance,

but say they're confident
he will be captured soon.

I cannot believe it.
"Pin the Tail on the Donkey"
and bobbing for apples.

- Actually bobbing in water, no less.
- You've gotta use water 'cause...

I'm never going to another
Halloween party,

especially not at Stevie Mathis' house!

- And now I'm going to be late.
- You've gotta drive me home.

- Darcy, I don't have time.
- You've got to!

Oh. Can't you ask Eddie Lee?

- He's in Russelville!
- Ooh!

It's five minutes to your house, another
five minutes back to the hospital.

Mrs. Alves is gonna kill me.

You promised me.

I know I did.

[Radio]
There is one survivor.

Seventeen-year-old Laurie Strode was
found directly across the street...

from the home
where the murders took place.

The teenager was taken
to Haddonfield Memorial Clinic.

[Siren Wailing]

In the aftermath of the killings, the
streets between Chestnut and Tenth...

are jammed
with people and cars.

Repeating. These streets
are Chestnut and Tenth.

They're jammed
with people and cars.

I sure could go
for a pizza now.

A nice big one with sausage,
onions, peppers.

But no mushrooms.
I hate mushrooms.

[TV]
The names of the young victims
have not yet been released,

but people in the town
recognize them
as neighborhood teenagers.

It looks like a goddamn homecoming!

[TV]
Now back to Dementia!

[TV. Woman Screaming]

[Knock At Door]

[Door Buzzer Buzzing]

Thank you.

Julie saw him,
you know.

- Who?
- Michael Myers.

- Come on!
- I swear! Yesterday
when she was coming to work.

Where did she see him?

You know the Shop and Bag
by the mall?

She stopped at a light
and saw him walking in that field
behind the Lost River drive-in.

- Julie said he was so creepy.
- Julie's full of shit!

He didn't escape
until last night.

Well, you don't have to swear Budd.

She's a goddamn moron anyway.

Every other word you say is
either hell or shit or damn.

I'm sorry. I guess I just
fuck up all the time.

- Hi.
- You're late.

I know. I've gotta get on the ward.

- Hi, Jimmy.
- Oh, hi, Karen.

Mmm...
see you later.

Right.

# Amazing grace.

# Come sit on my face.

# Don't make me cry
I need your pie.

- Why don't you shut up?
- What are you all revved up about?

It could've been Ziggy. It could've been
your brother Mark we pulled out of there.

So what do you
want me to do?

Jimmy, rule number one:
Never get involved with a patient.

Nurses?
That's another story.

But patients, it's no good.
It never works out.

Where're you goin',
college boy?

I'm tellin' you!
Listen to Budd.

[Creaking]

[Heavy Breathing]

[Baby Cooing]

[Crying]

You were late again
tonight.

Just 15 minutes.

That could be the difference between
life and death for one of those kids.

You're right,
I'm sorry.

I don't want to hear
any excuses.

You're a good nurse, Karen.
I'd hate to lose you.

But you've got to learn
to be on time.

Let's go over
this list.

Mrs. Carr,
9:30 tomorrow morning.

God, they should've handled
him more carefully.

- Who?
- Michael Myers.

Michael Myers?

Yeah. He was the guy
that was after you.

You mean,
the Myers' house?

- That little kid
who killed his sister?
- Yeah.

But he's in a hospital
somewhere.

- He escaped last night.
- How do you know?

It's all over the radio.
Television too.

- It's on right now.
- Ooh.

Why me?

I mean, why me?

Time's up, Jimmy. Let's go.

Okay, okay.

No, you won't. Visiting
hours are definitely over.

Men! You can't live with them,
you can't live without 'em.

How's that shoulder feel?

- Better.
- Good.

We've been trying to get ahold
of your parents.

Dr. Mixter told me they were
at the same party he was,

but they're not there now
and they're not at home.

Do you have any idea
of where else they might be?

No.

I'll just keep trying.

[Clicking]
Oh, this is just...

Janet?

- Yes, Mrs. Alves?
- Tell Mr. Garrett we're having
trouble with the phones now.

- He's at the other end
of the hall.
- Janet.

Yes, Mrs. Alves.

What's wrong
with the phones?

Nothing for you
to worry about.

Just get some rest now.

I'll let you know as soon
as we get ahold of your parents.

[Rattling]

I'm going to check the pole.
You wait here. I'll call you.

- I have to get back on the floor.
- It'll take me five minutes.

But I don't even know how
to use this thing.

[Screeching]

[Panting]

[Clacking]

I think somebody
broke into the storeroom.

The lock was off.
[Static]

Mr. Garrett? I can't hear you.

One of you had better drive down
to the sheriff's station right away.

[Static]

Mr. Garrett,
how do you work this thing?

Janet?
[Indistinct Noise]

Mr. Garrett?

[Indistinct Noise]

Mr. Garrett?

Mr. Garrett, I gotta
get back on the floor.

[Static]

Hello?

[Sighs] It's difficult.

Even the gums are charred.

But look here.

See here? No fillings.

He's young. Maybe 17.

- Maybe 18.
- Michael Myers is 21.

Positive I.D. Means
we check X rays...

and dental records.
That'll take hours.

No other way to know for sure.

We haven't got hours.

We've got to assume that Michael
Myers is still alive.

- Everybody goes back out.
- But we just closed it up.

[Hunt] I want a sweep from
Chestnut south to the bypass.

I want every street,
every house,

every backyard.

Okay, you've got it.

Thank you.

[Crowd Yelling]

[Yelling Continues,
Glass Shattering]

All right, that's enough.
That's enough!

Come on. Get out of here.
Go home.

Get out of here.
Go on.

[Yelling Continues]

This is Hunt.
Send another vehicle.

The old Myers house,
45 Lampkin Lane.

The tribe. One of
their number was butchered.

This is a wake.

Heightens my sense of security.

[Yelling Continues]

All right,
knock it off!

Come on, folks.
Go home.

Knock it off!

Empty. Plus we covered
the whole east end of town.

- There's nothing.
- Check it again.

- He just isn't there.
- Check it again!

You know, Haddonfield was
a quiet town before tonight.

The only gunshots
you ever heard...

were to start the track meet
at the local high school.

Yet one night in 1963,
Michael Myers...

did murder his sister in that upstairs
bedroom with a large butcher knife.

- I remember.
- On Halloween.

I was 16 years old.

It's his anniversary, Mr. Hunt.

He came back.

After 15 years?

He waited with
extraordinary patience.

There was a force inside him...

biding its time.

The staff grew accustomed
to his immobility and silence.

In many ways, he was the ideal patient.
He didn't talk, didn't cry.

He didn't even move.

He just waited.

The staff was unprepared.

They didn't know what he was.

- Did you know?
- Yeah, I knew.

Mr. Hunt?

- What is it, Craig?
- I'm worried about Bennett Tramer.

He isn't home yet.
[Craig] And he left
the party at 10.00.

- It's only a little after 11:00, boys.
- He was real drunk.

- How old is he?
- [Craig] Seventeen.

[Randy]
He had this stupid mask on.

All right, boys.

Seventeen. And wearing a mask.

- [Sighs] Oh, God.
- Maybe we should check his dental records.

Old Reservoir Road. They had a
break-in at the elementary school.

- They're sure it's him.
- Come on.

- [Buzzer Buzzing]
- [Gasps]

[Sighs]
[Buzzing Continues]

Ooh! Stop!

Ow! Shit.
Oh, shit.

Oh, you idiot!

- You could've broken it.
- I wish I had!

I also could have used these on you.

- What an asshole!
- Happy Halloween.

Budd, you are
the biggest jerk I've ever met.

Ooh.

But you love me.

Yeah.

And I'm an idiot.

Let's go down
to the therapy room.
[Laughs]

Budd's finger needs
a little therapy.

I can't leave the kids
right now.

Everybody's all weirded out tonight.
All this Michael Myers crap.

I just...

I just want...

The therapy room
is three doors down.

Why, I suppose if
we left the door open,

we could hear if somebody
was coming or if the kids
started to cry.

No, I better
check it out first.

Fifteen minutes.

If everything's okay.

You're wastin' time.

[Girl 's Voice]
Why don't you tell me?

Why won't you
ever tell me anything?

I told you...
I'm not your mother.

[Water Swirling]

Yeow! Hot.

Whoo!
It's hot in here.

It's just me.

I'm not kidding.

It's too hot in here now.
Why don't you go check it?

It's cold out there.

It can get cold in here.

Gotcha. Yeah.

Forget it, Budd.
I have to go back to work.

You wanna go for breakfast
later?

No.

I'm sorry.

I just have to get back,
that's all.

Now, Budd, don't be that way.
[Screaming]

Oh, God!

[Policeman]
He got in here.

And look over here.

And here.

Sister.

- Is that it?
- No. Here.

[Hunt] What's this?
[Policeman] It's gibberish.

[Loomis]
No, it's a Celtic word.

"Samhain."

It means the Lord of the Dead.
The end of summer.

The Festival of Samhain.
October 31.

- Doctor Loomis?
- Yes.

I have to talk to you.

I didn't recognize you.
What are you doing here?

Privately.

Thanks.

Dr. Loomis, you've been
ordered back to Smith's Grove.

Ordered? He can't order me.

No, but the governor can.

He spoke to Dr. Rogers
personally a few hours ago.

[Chuckles]
The governor! Well, well.

Dr. Loomis, this thing
is all over the state.

Your patient escapes once.
Murders three teenagers.

You shoot him with a gun.
He escapes again!

Someone should've listened
to me earlier.

I know. I'm sorry.

Dr. Rogers is afraid this could jeopardize
our whole rehabilitation program.

He doesn't want anyone from the mental
health department near Haddonfield.

Why did he send you
down here then?

In case you'd already
found him... alive.

Tell him you couldn't find me.
Tell him anything.

I can't leave Haddonfield now.

I'm afraid you don't have a choice.

There's a marshal
waiting for you outside.

[Whispering]
Laurie?

Listen, uh...

I know that you don't know me
very well,

but I just wanna
let you know that...

I'm not gonna let anything
happen to you.

Okay?
Promise.

Laurie?

Shit!

[Knock At Door]
Dr. Mixter
[Water Running]

Dr. Mixter?

Dr. Mixter!

Dr. Mixter?

Dr. Mixter, it's an emergency.

Dr. Mixter, it's Laurie Strode.

She's had a reaction to the
medication. You better come quick!

Dr. Mixter?

[Gasps, Screams]

This is ridiculous! I'm
gonna go find Mrs. Alves.

[Knocks On Door]
Mrs. Alves?

[Squeaking Noise]

[Buzzer Buzzes]

[Heavy Breathing]

Laurie, you okay?

[Heavy Breathing]

[Indistinct Noise]

We'll find him.

- Where are you gonna look?
- I don't know.

Neither do I.

Mr. Garrett?

Mr. Garrett?

[Indistinct Noise]

[Indistinct Noise]

Mr. Garrett?

Mr. Garrett?
[Gasps]

Sorry.

Listen. I can't find anybody.

Budd's gone. Mrs. Alves is gone.

We gotta find Laurie.

Listen.
[Heavy Breathing]

Why don't you check the
east wing again. All right?

If you don't find anybody, drive to
the sheriff's and get someone out here.

- All right?
- Okay.

- Okay.
- I'll keep lookin'.

Hello?

Jesus.

[Engine Sputtering]

Laurie!

Laurie! Laurie, wait.

Wait! Laurie!

[Laurie Whimpering]

[Screaming]

[Indistinct Noise]

[Indistinct Noise]

You didn't believe me. Nobody did.

I'm sorry.

Don't feel sorry for me. Feel sorry
for that little town back there.

It'll be years before they forget this.

Dr. Loomis, I think there's
something else you should know.

- Did you see the blackboard
at the elementary school?
- Yeah.

In order to appease the gods,

the Druid priests held fire rituals.

Prisoners of war, criminals,
the insane, animals...

were burned alive...

in baskets.

By observing the way they died,

the Druids believed they could
see omens of the future.

Two thousand years later,
we've come no further.

Samhain isn't
the evil spirit.

It isn't goblins
or ghosts or witches.

It's the unconscious mind.

We're all afraid of the dark
inside ourselves.

Dr. Loomis, please, listen to me.

- There's a file on Michael Myers
that nobody knew about.
- I've seen everything.

No, no. It was hidden, sealed by
the court after his parents were killed.

After the governor heard
what happened tonight,

he authorized Dr. Rogers
to open it.

What file?

It isn't fair. They should've
allowed you to examine everything.

That girl, that Strode girl,

that's Michael Myers' sister.

She was born two years
before he was committed.

Two years after, his parents died
and she was adopted by the Strodes.

They requested that the records be
sealed in order to protect the family.

Geez! Don't you see what he's
doing here in Haddonfield?

He killed one sister 15 years ago,
now he's trying to kill the other!

Tonight, after I shot him,
where did they take her?

- The clinic.
- The clinic? Do you know
this area well?

- A little bit.
- Where is the hospital located?

Dr. Loomis, we're under orders
from the governor.

It's back on Route 17
about three miles.

- Turn this car around now!
- I can't do that. I've got orders.

- Those orders have changed!
- Doctor, you're getting yourself
into a lot of trouble.

What do you fellows usually do?
Fire a warning shot, right?

[Gunshot]

[Footsteps]

[Engine Sputtering]
Jimmy!

[Panting]

It's all right.

We're, uh,
we're gonna get outta here.

[Engine Sputtering]

I, I think, uh...

[Horn Honking]

[Honking Continues]

[Honking Stops]

[Engine Sputtering]

I ought to handcuff you, but I have
a feeling I'm going to need you.

- Can I trust you?
- What have I got to lose,
except my job?

[Muttering]
Me.

Help.

Help.

[Screaming]
Help me!

Check the rooms down there.
Go on!

- Dr. Loomis?
- You stay with me and shut up.

Help!

Help!

Help!

Help!

Help! Help!

Help!

Help!

Please! Please!

Please! Help!

Come on. Get in!

[Whimpering]

- Stop!
- He's dead.

No, he's not. Look at him.
He's still breathing.

Okay.

There's a two-way radio
in the marshal's car.

Go outside, get on that radio
and get Hunt!

Wait a minute. I'm the only
one authorized to use that.

Move!

I'm sorry I left you.
Are you all right?

Why won't he die?

Get away from him!

- But he stopped breathing.
- No!

[Panting]

[Door Locks]

[Man]
Unit calling, identify.

Marion Chambers with Dr. Loomis
at the clinic. He's here.

Ten-four. Identify suspect.

Michael Myers.
Just get your ass over here.

- Come on, come on! Take it!
- No.

Take it!

[Pounding On Door]

[Gun Clicks]

[Groans]

[Laurie Whimpering]

Michael?

Michael, stop!

[Laurie Whimpering]

[Gas Hissing]

[Hissing]

[Whimpering]

[Muttering]

Laurie, get out.
Get out now!

It's time, Michael.

- What's the count?
- Ten... so far.

- Do you have any information
about what happened inside?
- Leave her alone.

- Can't I ride in front?
- Sorry, I have to put you in back.

You ready?
Watch out for your feet.

[Reporter]
She's now being assisted
out of the wheelchair...

and into the ambulance.

Big step. Big step.

Okay.

Keep the leg up. We'll have
you outta here in a second.

# Mr. Sandman.

# Bring me a dream.

# Make him the cutest
that I've ever seen.

# Give him two lips
like roses in clover.

# Then tell him that
his lonesome nights are over.

# Sandman.

# I'm so alone.

# Don't have nobody
to call my own.

# Please turn on
your magic beam.

# Mr. Sandman
bring me a dream.

# Mr. Sandman.

# Bring me a dream.

# Make him the cutest
that I've ever seen.

# Give him the word
that I'm not a rover.

# Then tell him that
his lonesome nights are over.

# Sandman.

# I'm so alone.

# Don't have nobody
to call my own.

# Please turn on
your magic beam.

# Mr. Sandman
bring me a dream.

- # Mr. Sandman.
- # Yes?

# Bring us a dream.

# Give him a pair of eyes
with a come-hither gleam.

# Give him a lonely heart
like Pagliacci.

# And lots of wavy hair
like Liberace.

# Mr. Sandman.
Someone to hold.

# Would be so peachy
before we're too old.

# So please turn on
your magic beam.

# Mr. Sandman, bring us.
Please, please, please.

# Mr. Sandman.

# Bring us a dream.