All language subtitles for A.Return.to.Salems.Lot.1987

- Joe, they're killing him.

- Purifying him.

- But you said this was supposed
to be a fertility ritual.

- It is, he knocked up
the chief's favorite wife.

I didn't come here to film a circumcision.

This has never been recorded
before, zoom in on him.

Give me the fuckin' camera.

Now don't be stupid, get
your hand off that gun.

Try not to show any emotion.

It's their society, their rules.

Think how they'd feel about
our gas chamber in San Quentin.

- You're a cold-blooded son of a bitch.

You're not even human.

- I'm sorry to chase off
all of that bare titty.

What's the matter?

- It took me weeks to
get next to this tribe

and you come here and screw everything up.

- You have a son back
in the states, Jeremy?

- What's happened?

- A major emergency,
I'm afraid, I'm sorry.

- Is he?

- We don't know, but your wife
is sending frantic telegrams.

- My ex-wife.

- I didn't know you had a son.

How come you never said
anything about him?

- Can't this damn thing go any faster?

- I hope he's nothing like you pal.

- You got something in your eye.

- What?

- Here.

Watch the camera.

Of course I'm coming back.

Nothing's more important.

What?

Sally, thank you for letting me know.

- Well, well, well,

the son of a bitch is
half human after all.

- Joe, I'd like you to
meet my husband Allen.

- Yeah, sure, hello.

How's Jeremy, is he conscious?

What's the matter?

- I'm afraid Sally exaggerated
the situation somehow.

- I had to get you back up here, Joe.

- How could you pull this
kind of bullshit stunt on me?

I was doing definitive
work on those tribes.

- We tried, but we can't
get through to him.

The boy's deeply disturbed, Joe.

It's either you or commitment

to a psychiatric hospital
for t least six months.

Your choice.

- Sure, dump him in a mental ward.

- A ward, it's a very fine hospital

that specializes in teenagers.

- Who dumped who?

You haven't even seen
Jeremy in three years.

- Where the hell is he?

- You're the big father
figure around here.

And you can't even recognize him.

Go ahead.

Find him.

- There he is.

The kid in designer clothes, right?

Only you would put him
in an outfit like that.

How you doing, son?

- Didn't they just tell you?

I'm fucked up.

So now what?

- Give me five minutes to
adjust to civilization, okay?

I got a job offer in Peru.

You wouldn't want to
go to Peru, would you?

- Look, does it matter what I want?

- Then there's Maine.

- The Boondock.

- There's a little town's so small

it's not even on most maps.

- Sounds hot.

- You want a cab?

Maybe you don't, but I do.

Bring the rest of them.

This aunt of mine, did I
ever mention her to you?

I don't remember
you mentioning anything.

She left me this Bungalow.

It can't be worth anything.

Because when your mother was
marrying that accountant,

what's his name?

Frank.

Right, Frank.

She left it to me as part
of the divorce settlement,

so it's got to be a dump.

By the time we pay that cab
fare, we could buy a car.

- I knew, I knew you were
going to stop at this car.

She is a beauty, a beauty.

- How much is it?

- What it says, 1,500.

That's the blue book.

- For this pile of shit?

Look at this, look!

- I like this kid.

I like this kid a lot.

Listen, the boss, next week he's going

to lower this price to 1,200.

But I think today I can give you a break.

That's the best I can do.

- Some break, look, this things gonna need

a couple 100 bucks worth
of tires pretty soon.

- You're very mechanically
minded, you're a very smart kid.

Take it for 1,000.

- Exhaust system corroded to hell.

- Yeah, yeah, I noticed that to.

I meant to write that down, thank you.

800, please?

- What do you say, boss?

I don't care.

- After I drive it, we'll negotiate.

- Negotiate?

We already negotiated.

- Before I drive it, he negotiates.

After I drive, I negotiate.

See how it runs.

- Please run.

- Anyway, it's called Salem's Lot.

It used to be called Jerusalem's Lot,

but the natives, they shortened it.

Jeremy, I want you to
put that cigarette out.

Don't do that.

- Fuck you!

You're not my father anymore than

the other three or four clowns
that've been hanging around.

I liked some of those guys
better than I like you.

- I can take the criticism,

but leave out the fuck you, okay?

- Shit, how I hate being a fuckin' kid,

always being shuffled around.

I just wish I was grown up already.

Are you good for anything
but swearing and smoking?

You know how to drive?

- Sure.

That's one thing I did,
stole Allen's Mercedes.

- I spent spent a little time here

with Aunt Clara at Salem's Lot.

Wasn't long, just a couple
days but I'll never forget it.

There was this girl, she
was older than I was.

She was 17.

My Aunt Clara, she sensed
something was happening,

so she put me on the train back.

She's not really my aunt.

She's a friend of the family.

She was nice.

I'll bet you that's why
she gave me this house,

to make up to me for all that.

Maybe she had
nobody else to leave it to.

- Yeah, that's possible.

Well, you got us here.

10 gallons unleaded.

- We're all out of unleaded.

- Any sodas, any coke?

- All out of that, too.

- That figures.

Aren't there any kids around here?

- The old school looked
in pretty good shape.

- The historical society keeps that up.

We like to keep things
just the way they were.

- Say, friend, the old Hooper
house, is that on the hill?

Behind the school on the overlook?

Yes, no, maybe?

See you around, neighbor.

- Around, around what?

- Yeah, around, you and I
could have long discussions.

We'll have heated debates
deep into the night.

Nice talking with you.

He's come back.

Joesph has come back.

He's brought us his boy.

All grown up now.

A man.

Clara's boy.

A man now

Joseph and his son.

Joseph brought a son.

This house is over
100 years old, still standing.

Barely.

- Watch your step.

- Look at those nice house down there.

Why couldn't we have got a nice house?

- This will be nice
house, when we fix it up.

- I'm not going in there.

Kid's right, it's a dump.

What did I get us into?

Thanks a lot, Aunt Clara.

- Dad!

Dad!

- Can you use your hands?

Carpentry, painting, stuff like that?

- Shit, I knew it.

Slave labor.

Shit, assholes.

- Don't tell them that to their face.

What have we done now?

Or what have you done?

- You folks got business around here?

- What do you care?

- Jeremy, I'll do the talking.

You go on down to main
street, check out the school.

- You mean get lost.

- That's right, I'll see you in an hour.

This is my house, sir, it was
deeded to me in my aunts Will.

- You got proof?

- Sure.

Got it here somewhere.

There you go, Sheriff.

- Constable.

Constable Rains.

- Not planning to sleep in there, are you?

- How about my deed?

- I'll hang onto this,
show it to the judge.

- You got a judge here?

I thought this was a small town.

- You can get this document
back from Judge Axel personally.

That's the big white house
on the end of main street.

He's here, Jeremy's here.

He's going to stay with
us, he's going to stay.

He belongs to us, he belongs to us.

- What are you doing here, boy?

- This town sucks.

5R30.

Correction, 5R34, 10-82.

- Okay kiddies, turn off the ignition.

Get out of the car, give me the keys.

- What did we do?

- Come on, all right, let's go.

- We didn't do anything.

Come on, man.

- Let's go, let's go.

You kids ought to know
better than to be speeding

around Jerusalem's Lot at night.

- You mean Salem's Lot.

Don't ever go to Salem's Lot.

Salem's Lot, an evil place.

- Shut up, Sherry, man
you're making it worse.

- Shut up will ya?

- Shut up.

- Evil place.

- Shut up!

- Are you making fun of our town?

I said, are you making fun of our town?

- Just give us the ticket
and we'll get out of here?

- I'm afraid we can't let you go.

- Tonight's a holiday, we're celebrating.

- Yeah, looks like a fuckin' party.

- We got to teach them some respect.

What are you doing?

Get out.

Get away.

What are you doing man, get away from us.

- No, no!

Stop!

- Listen to me, listen to me.

Your only chance is to
make it to the church.

They can't follow you in
there, you understand?

When they go away, go to that
cottage on top of the hill.

They'll help, you understand?

- No please!

Please, no, lady please don't, stop!

What are you doing to me no!

No!

Oh God no!

Help me?

Isn't there anybody here to help me?

God.

God, please, God.

Please don't let them kill me.

Please make them go away.

- She'll go to Clara's cottage.

- YEP-

Just like Judge Axel wants her to do.

Wipe your mouth.

- Hey!

Hey!

- Goddamn it!

That's my Jack Daniel's.

- Yours, it's half
mine, you dumb son of a.

- Girls.

Come here, girls.

Come here.

- What are you doing out
at this hour of night.

- Come by the fire.

- Why are you giggling, what's so funny?

You don't like the cut of our duds?

- Come closer girls, I'll show
you how funny we really are.

Look, they brought some, hey.

Look at that, they
brought some protection.

What are you laughing at?

- What's so funny.

- Hey, Louie, look at their eyes.

I think they're retarded Louie.

- They're not retarded, they're disturbed.

- Disturbed, hey, hey, hey, hey.

What are you doing, don't
put me in front of there.

- What am I gonna do?

- Get back, get back kids.

- Go on home, get out of here.

- If they get any closer
I'm gonna smack 'em.

- Oh yeah, smack 'em,
hit a kid and go to jail.

- What is that?

- This town is weird.

- Where did I put that lantern?

Scared me, too.

- Help me, help me please!

Please, help me!

- Settle down, what is it?

What happened?

- Oh, thank God it's you!

- What happened?

- You're not going to believe me!

- You'd be surprised what I'd believe.

Here, sit down here.

Jeremy, get her a glass of water.

- They grabbed them, and they killed them.

There was blood.

- Shit, she is majorly stoned.

- They're dead.

- I know, but something happened to her.

Go get some hot water and towels.

Now, Jeremy!

- Okay, okay-

- Now, tell me what happened.

- They killed him!

They pulled him out of
the car and killed him.

- Who killed him?

- The town, the whole town,
everybody in the town!

I know you think I'm crazy, but it's true.

That's Judge Axel's
house at the end of main.

He'll listen to you.

Jeremy, knock on the door.

Now, take it easy,

you're going to tell
your story to the judge.

Sorry to disturb you so
late, but it's an emergency.

I'm Joe Weber, Clara's nephew.

Something's come up
regarding your constable.

- No bother, no bother at
all, you're always welcome.

Come on in.

And the curiously dressed
young woman, you step in, too.

Martha's in the kitchen
taking care of the dessert.

This is our town physician,

Dr. Fenton, Mrs. Fenton,

and their lovely granddaughter Amanda.

- My, my, my.

Oh, my poor child.

Goodness.

Why, she's trembling like a leaf.

Oh dear, doctor, I think
she has a fever, I do.

- Come here, sit down.

Let's have a look at you.

That's it, sit right there.

From the look in the eyes,

I'd say she's been partaking
illegal substances,

and not too long ago.

- She's incoherent, all the same,

she claims she was attacked

by your local constable among others.

- That degenerate, Rains?

Wouldn't be the first time.

- Axel, the children.

- Oh yes, we shouldn't
talk about such sordid...

- Pardon me judge.

Amanda, dear, would you take
the lad down to town hall?

Maybe he's never seen a wedding.

- Of course, Grandfather.

I'd love to.

- What wedding?

- It's just a small family gathering.

I'm certain the boy would be very welcome.

He's a dear boy.

- It'll be all right, Dad.

I'll be fine.

- No!

Don't let them go out there alone!

- Young lady, you must compose yourself.

And try to start making some sense.

- You're silly.

- I'm so sorry.

Yes, I do feel safe here.

I guess I was dreaming part of it.

I remember, we were in the car.

I told them to stay off
the road to Salem's Lot.

- Easy girl, easy now.

- But they wouldn't listen!

- Your favorite.

- It's her!

She's one of them, the ones
trying to kill my friends!

- Sherry, now just calm down.

They're trying to help you.

- Let me go!

Easy, Sherry,
they're not gonna hurt you.

He's a doctor.

- Leave her alone!

- She's ours now.

There's nothing
more you can do for her, Joe.

- They're killing her
in there, aren't they?

- Something like that.

You recognized your aunt.

- Clara.

- One of us.

- One of what?

- You still haven't figured
it out, have you, Joe?

Mr. Professional Anthropologist.

You have run across the
oldest race in humanity,

nestled here quietly amid the folks,

protected by a skepticism
that says they don't exist.

- Vampires.

- Speak it again, Joe.

Vampires!

It's easier if you speak it.

- What have you done with Jeremy?

- Since when do vampires need guns?

- Just for show.

This gun probably hasn't
been fired in over 100 years.

Contemporary people
seem to understand guns

now a days, more than anything else.

- I understand a girl's been murdered.

- Let's go look for your son.

You've seen more than most people.

You've traveled through a
world of starvation, war,

and killing for profit.

Do you think that that world
is any better than ours?

- You son of a bitch.

If you didn't have my son,
I'd kick your fuckin's ass

around this town until you
couldn't suck orange juice.

Jeremy!

Sustaining, and being sustained.

- We're all dairy farmers in these parts.

You outsiders grow stock for meat.

We grow them for blood.

See, human blood is still the best,

but the way things are going nowadays

it's not quite good for you,

what with drugs, alcohol, hepatitis

and this AIDs virus going around.

- Then why go after people?

- Oh, tonight's a wedding.

It's kind of like a holiday for us.

Judge lest us kick up our
heels in tribute to past ways.

- When blood was good and pure.

- Course, Jersey cows
give thicker, richer milk.

And richer blood, too.

- I've seen enough cows,
I want to see my son.

- In good time.

- Don't be scared.

- Who's scared?

- Come, join us.

- What a shame, all that going to waste.

- You clean up pretty quickly
after a killing, don't you?

- See the missis there chopping garlic?

That should dispel one of the
myths about us, and garlic.

Looky here.

In this mirror.

My reflection is clear as yours.

- It sounds to me like you
want me to write all this down.

- Yes, sir, young man, a true chronicle.

- For who to read?

- Oh, we don't expect this
to go public for 200 years.

- But write by someone with
all the proper qualifications,

a somebody in his own time, my boy.

I'm the same person you loved
when you were a little boy.

- Were you one of them even then?

- You took comfort in
my arms all the same.

- Yes, I did.

I recall it as being the
happiest time of my childhood.

- You could write
something real important.

You could change the way
outsiders feel about us forever.

- A history?

- A bible.

- See, you have what
they call credibility.

It's your profession to set
down the ways of odd cultures.

- You go on murdering passers-by,
and I'm an accomplice?

Yes, that's, that's odd.

- I've been explaining to you

that our appetite doesn't
extend to human prey,

excepting now and again.

- Axel, can't you see his
mind is on the youngster?

He's worried sick about the boy.

- Well, then, we'll just
have to set his mind to rest.

- Don't you guys ever sleep around here?

I mean, don't you even get tired?

- No, I get enough sleep.

- There, you see, Joseph?

There's your Jeremy running happily

with his newfound friends.

- Dad!

Dad!

- Just as safe as at home.

And just as happy as you were as a boy.

I'll get you!

- I have someone who will
put your fears to rest,

someone who's been
waiting for your arrival,

waiting patient.

Joey-.

I've been waiting for you, my Joey.

I'd be happy if you could
just be Joey again for me.

- I think he's very cute.

- Now, don't start that again.

- Stop it, he belongs to Cathy.

I stayed the same, Joey.

I waited for you,

and I wanted to stay just
as you remembered me.

I was 17, Joey.

You were only 14, too
young, but I love you, Joey.

So I waited.

I knew you'd come back to me.

- He's been ours since
he was born, you know.

I don't
trust him, he'll betray us.

- I won't take his soul.

He must give it willingly.

- You just want to find out
if any human can love us.

- If he loves us, he'll be my successor.

If not, I'll send his
soul straight to Hell.

Good day, dear.

- Good day.

- Jeremy!

Jeremy!

Walk slowly, just act calm.

- I am calm.

- Get in the car.

If we keep going to the end of the road,

we'll be on the highway and we won't stop.

- Run, why run?

- You know these people aren't human.

You know what they are?

- They don't wanna kill us.

They could have done that already.

And if they don't kill
us, what else is there?

- Has somebody been
getting into your head?

That girl?

- Let's just go home dad, let's finish

the house like you promised.

- I want you to shut up.

- Where were you all night?

Sure as hell didn't come looking for me.

- I told you to keep quiet.

- What's wrong with you?

You want me to drive?

- No.

What's the matter with me,
what's the matter with me?

Did they give you something to take?

No, I'm not on anything.

They're against drugs.

- I've been taken into a closed society,

offered the secrets of
what may be the oldest

and most despised race on Earth,

and I've found them here.

Not in some distant
Slavic mountain country,

but as Americans.

I know they have killed for centuries,

and I'm certain my life and my son's life

doesn't mean a thing to
them, but they want a bible.

Ow!

Shit.

So what's on your mind?

- Not what you think.

- Jeremy, have you.

Did you get laid last night?

- Who me?

I'm just a kid.

Did you?

- You don't sleep, you have
this energy all of a suddenly.

You can't wait till dark, can you?

- They're all right.

At least they don't turn into bats

like those bullshit stories.

- I've come across lots of vampire bats

up along the Orinoco River.

Them I could kill.

I don't like things that suck your blood

and have conversations afterwards.

- Don't stay on my account.

I'll be in good hands.

- Oh, please, get to work.

- I want you to come to school tonight.

They asked me to bring you along.

- Oh.

Open school night, huh?

- Bring your tape recorder, too.

- What are you now, my research assistant?

- You wanted us to do things together.

Well, here's our chance.

- It's our feeding time, Joseph.

These cows can replace
this blood in a weeks time,

and we can feed again.

- Jeremy, go on to the school.

I'll catch up with you.

- More kindly than butchering them,

the way you outsiders do.

Although I must confess
I prefer human blood.

Axel says I have a drinking problem.

- Who's this?

- I'll find out.

Can I help you?

- I thought you needed help.

That's why I stopped.

- Where are you going?

- It depends where the
hell I am right now.

You're in Salem's Lot.

- Well, maybe you can help me.

I'm looking for a friend of mine.

Kesserling is his name.

You recognize him?

- No.

- How about looking at
the picture first mister?

- Still no.

You got a headlight out.

- Yeah, I know it, you know it.

The damn car doesn't know it.

He speaks dutch.

Do you know this face, young fellow?

Dutch.

- I wouldn't know how
a dutch accent sounds.

- Let's go, Dad, come on.

- Is something up at this
hour of the night here?

They usually roll up the sidewalks

at ten o'clock at night in these towns.

- It's a special occasion.

Do you need any directions?

- No, no, thanks a lot.

You're very kind.

Now be careful.

I go by instincts.

I'm a lousy driver,
hell of a lousy driver.

I'm going to get killed like this one day.

Be careful.

- You're lucky.

You don't know how lucky.

- See what happens when you get old?

I pledge allegiance to the flag

of the United States of America

and to the republic for which it stands,

one nation under God, indivisible,

with liberty and justice for all.

- We have some visitors
who are new to our town,

so, shall we review the year

and circumstance that
brought us to this new land?

- It was 1620.

- Not the Mayflower, the other ship

which everybody thought had sunk.

- No shouting.

Yes, Amanda.

- The ship was the Speedwell.

We thought it best that
others should believe

we perished at sea.

We knew what to expect
from those pilgrims.

Puritans, they called themselves.

- Hypocrites, I call them.

- So we lit out on our own.

Like Rodger Williams did for Road Island.

We came here in secret.

- Far from witch-trials,
far from persecutions,

far from crazy mobs driving
stakes through our hearts.

- 300 years of this?

- So you see vampires are forever.

- Do you have a question, Jeremy?

- I don't get this.

Who are all those people
hanging out during the day,

you know, running the
shops and the stores?

- DFOHES.

- Shh.

- Where do they come from?

- We breed them for service,

just like we breed cattle for blood.

- I don't like them, they make me nervous.

- They don't like being called Drones.

- Again, it's that derogatory word

that we do not encourage in the classroom.

Uh, turn to your page 135 in the text,

the Spanish inquisition,
the brutality of man.

I guess they have no
sex education here, huh?

Let's go.

Thousands of people were killed.

Come on, Jeremy.

People
perished for their beliefs.

Spanish inquisition,
ecclesiastical tribunal...

- I can't wait.

- I don't want to go.

I want to stay and hear the rest.

- Jeremy, it's not good for you.

- Let Jeremy stay.

There's still so much to learn.

- It's bullshit, it's
antihuman propaganda.

- The boy has a mind like yours,
inquisitive and skeptical.

- Please, Dad?

- I have a carriage outside.

You and I can ride to Miller's pond.

- Do you promise me you won't
go back in that classroom

and that you'll go home right now?

- Okay, I promise.

- Jeremy?

If you're still out there,
why don't you come back in?

We'd love to have you.

- It's not far, Joey.

Remember how we came here
when you were a little boy?

Always at night like this.

- Jeremy, what is happening to you?

- You know.

- Know what?

Don't play games with me.

- Okay, I've decided.

- You can't spend the rest of your life

in this body of a child.

- No, a man.

To outsiders, I'll be
trusted like a child,

but I'll be as cunning as a man.

I'll serve better in the image of a child.

- Serve?

Be a slave, you mean.

- Slave, who's the slave?

I didn't see you run away the first night.

You're the one who wants
to write their bible.

- All right, I'm an ambitious asshole.

You said so yourself.

- We're both caught.

Dad, I can't sleep.

The sunlight hurts my eyes.

- You want an aspirin?

- I have to do it.

The pain won't go away until I do it.

- I know.

I know.

Amanda, no.

No, not yet.

Here, Jeremy.

- I hope it gets dark soon.

- It will.

It's going to be all
right, gonna be all right.

- Stop, stop!

Go back!

- Let us go.

Why don't you let us go?

I'll kill you, you bastard!

Leave me alone!

Dad, help me!

- Come on now, you're not hurt that badly.

Just a few bumps and bruises.

- I'm sorry, I didn't mean to hurt you.

- Leave him alone.

- Well, Joe.

You've gone and killed Abner Pepper.

- You took that poor drone's
life during his 29th year.

- Please, don't take it out on Jeremy.

It was all my idea to run.

- It appears, Joseph, that young Jeremy

is about to have a little brother

or sister to keep him company.

Is that so, Catherine?

- Yes, Mrs. Axel, our child.

He'll grow up to love and
serve us all his life.

He'll protect our graves.

- No, that can't happen, no that can't.

- You'll love our baby, I know you will.

- You bastard.

You worked this all out to
bind me to you by blood.

- Little Jeremy's down at the
schoolhouse taking his vows.

Soon he'll be reborn.

- Dead!

What he'll be is dead!

- Why do you make it
sound so all-fired awful?

It's no worse than a boy
having his tonsils taken out.

- You took a boy away from us,

and now you're giving us a boy back.

- You bitch.

You sons of bitches.

Now you give me my son now.

You gave your word you'd
take no human blood.

- That I did.

- If you take my son's blood,
you'll have no hold over me,

I'll kill you, you'll have
to kill me, I swear to God.

- Joe, you've set yourself
a good bargaining position.

I'm hardly interested.

- Mind you, this little
ritual can be completed

if you don't hold up
your end to the letter.

- Don't worry, don't worry,

I'll keep my side of the bargain.

I'll write your bible.

- So be it.

I think that young Jeremy

should be living separately
from you for a spell.

- Where?

- Well, never mind.

He'll be under my personal protection.

Discomfortable cousin,

knowest thou not that
when the searching eye

of heaven lights up the sphere
that lights the lower world,

that thieves and murderers
range abroad unseen?

Research material.

Be careful of the pages,
they crumble very easily.

Get busy.

- Where did all this money come from?

- We're very wealthy people, Joseph.

Can you imagine how rich you'd be

if you'd get to live 300 years?

Just real estate alone.

We own land on the Boston common.

We have property all the way up

through Maine and New Hampshire.

Why, vampire life and
financial security go together.

- And not a penny from the government.

- Constable, I'd like to talk with you.

- I got nothin' to say to you.

- Well maybe you don't know,

but I've been asked to write

a kind of bible about your people.

- Why didn't you just leave
when you had the chance?

- Why do you say that, you're
one of them, aren't you?

Or you're half one of them.

- Axel's my grandfather,
but I'm dirt to him.

I'm just someone to
protect him when he sleeps.

- Then why don't you run off?

- To where?

To your world?

There's nothing out there for me.

- Axel, aside from being what he is,

doesn't seem all that bad.

- Axel lets you see what
he wants you to see.

I saw him once when he was
angered, when he lost control.

I saw his true face.

- Jeremy!

Jeremy!

Jeremy!

Give me my son back!

Clarence!

Clarence!

Clarence, you must have seen Jeremy.

Where do they keep him during the day?

- Now, now, now, that's not
for you to trouble about.

- But I'm doing what I'm told.

I'm writing till my hand is paralyzed.

Why can't I see him?

And you, you don't have
any feelings about this.

Are you a human being?

Do you have any thoughts, any feelings?

- You know you should be nice to me

because your little baby's gonna
grow up to be just like me.

It's okay to hit us drones.

That's what we're here for.

Ooh, tourists.

I hate tourists.

- My friend Kesserling
said he came through here

and bought your best Hepplewhite.

Look at his face, don't tell me Carl here

isn't a customer of
yours, a regular customer.

- Yep, I'm telling you that.

- You know, always the best merchandise

is kept in the cellars.

Can I take a peek down there please?

- We're closing.

- You want me to leave?

- Yes, right now.

- All right.

All right.

I'd give my right ball to
have such working hours.

- Uh, mister, you still not lost?

- Oh, I remember you.

Don't tell me this is the same town.

What's it called?

- Jerusalem's Lot.

- Mm-hmm.

You said Salem's Lot,
that's what you said.

- Same place.

- Well, I got lost.

You know that ridiculous
feeling of being helpless?

- Are you still flashing
that picture on everybody?

- Would like to take another look at it?

Say, you know, see that police car?

Couple times it circled around here.

Keeps looking at me.

- He likes to give out tickets,

so I'd run along if I were you.

- Well, my glasses.

Wait a minute, I can't
drive without glasses.

Hey, open UP'-!

You got my God damn glasses!

- It's getting very late, why
don't you stay at my place?

- It wouldn't be an imposition?

No, not at all.

Do you want me to drive?

- It's a necessity, I believe.

- Go away.

- Well I'm going to turn in, Mr. Van Meer.

If you need anything, you
just holler, all right?

- Okay, Joe, good night.

I'll be up soon.

- You.

What do you want, Sonny?

- Listen, I have to tell you.

- Well, so tell me.

- That guy that you're looking for?

' Yes?

- Well there's a school teacher

at my school who looks like him.

- You sure?

You're really sure, now?

Huh?

- Uh-huh.

- Okay-.

Take a good look.

Is that the man?

- That's him, but with less hair.

- That's good.

You're on the ball.

Very good.

- Well, he's still down at the school.

- At this hour?

What the hell's he doing at school?

- Well he sleeps in the school building.

- Why did they let you go?

- What's going on here, what's wrong?

- You keep out of this.

- Jeremy, you're trying to lure him

down there to get killed, aren't you?

- Don't worry about me.

I don't die easily.

- Glasses or no glasses
mister, if I were you,

I'd get the hell out of here.

- You seem to be a nice fellow, Joe.

Why in the hell would you protect a nazi?

- A what?

- A nazi.

' A nazi?

- Yes damn it, admit it,
now that's Kesserling.

- A nazi?

- Yeah.

- In Salem's Lot?

- YEP-

- You know, even a nazi
would have enough sense

not to hang around Salem's Lot.

- Then what the hell is
all this secrecy about?

What the hell's going on in this town?

- Shut up!

Just shut the fuck up!

And you, you go awaY!

- What a rude boy, talking
to his father like that,

and in front of company!

- He's not himself, mister.

You.

Can you read this without your glasses?

- Yeah.

Yeah, my vision is improving.

- I figured it would.

- Ah.

- Look at me, look at me.

Try what I'm doing.

It gets their attention.

Wash his mouth out with soap.

Now you sit down.

Say uncle!

"Uncle!"

- Okay, now you stay put!

Hear me?

Goddamn kids.

Hate these little puppies,

coming around when I'm
trying to concentrate.

Joe, you trying to give me nightmares?

- Keep reading.

Where did you grab him?

Right there?

- Ah, ow, ow!

- Hey, that works.

Now are you going to sit down?

- All right, okay.

- Okay-.

- Just leave me alone.

- Okay, fine.

Well, what do you think?

- Nobody believes in vampires.

- Don't believe any of it!

He hates everybody in town
because they're my friends.

He doesn't want anyone to like me.

- You know, the pages I doubted at first,

but you convinced me.

We've got a great
opportunity here, my boy.

Now let's go.

- Make a right turn onto the main road,

don't stop till we hit Bangor.

I said a right turn,
you're going back there.

- I know what the hell I'm doing.

I'm a dutch flew, but
my mother was Romanian.

Half my childhood I spent
in the Carpathian mountains,

and in the villages where
all the tales have passed,

along with the goddamn remedies.

A church in Salem's Lot?

- You mean a museum.

They keep it there for
appearances for the passers by.

- Doesn't make a damn bit of difference,

as long as nobody desanctified
it, it's a sanctuary.

We'll barricade ourselves in.

And in the morning, right
after sun up, we'll attack

get those son of a bitches

while they're asleep in the coffins.

- Attack them ourselves?

- Jeremy, you know where the hell

those coffins are hidden, all of them.

- You're not gonna get
much help out of him.

- We'll see if he's more
scared of them or me.

- We still got the constable

and the rest of those
hybrids to deal with.

- I'm used to dealing with those

son of a bitches that made
a deal with the devil.

You see that?

Took this off a goddamn SS
Colonel Hineigim, Argentina, '52.

- How many of those did you arrest?

- None, when I find them, I shoot them.

- That cuts through all the red tape.

- I'm not a nazi hunter.

I'm a nazi killer.

I told you I was a lousy driver.

- He got back up.

- This could cost me a
whole New Windshield.

- Shit, they're ugly-

- Not tidy.

But the alter has not been desanctified.

All those legends are not bullshit.

We'll be safe here.

We got a lot of hard work to do tonight.

What's that?

- Oh, no.

It's the short-line bus.

They've diverted it to the center of town.

- Hi, folks.

Don't be alarmed.

Welcome to Salem's Lot.

I'm Judge Axel, and
there's been an accident.

Unfortunately, I'm going to have

to ask you people to leave the bus

and answer a few questions,
names, addresses, and all that,

and you may leave your personal belongings

in the bus because you'll be right back.

I should have taken the train.

Shit, stuck in
a dead town like this.

- You broke your solemn vow, Joseph!

Released me from my promise,

released us to seek human blood again!

- Jeremy, I don't want
you to look at this.

- No, let him look.

Let him look.

- They sleep in the
basement of their homes.

- Not the children.

They sleep under the school.

- Well, thank you.

- My coffin's there, too.

- So what are you thinking
of right this second?

- The way those poor people sounded

when they were being killed.

- What else?

- I don't know.

The smell, the funny smell
inside that coffin, the dampness.

- Disenchantment has set in.

- Dad, I'm scared.

Jesus, I'm scared.

- That's a good sign.

Here.

Shave that tip.

Judge Axel first, then the rest.

- There's too many of them.

We can't kill the whole town.

- I've seen bigger towns wiped out before.

Towns with nice, harmless
people, so I know it can be done.

- Mr. Van Meer, wake up.

We overslept.

We lost half the day.

How could we have slept so long?

- Somebody must have put the hex on us.

We shouldn't have looked into
the judge's eyes last night.

- It's too late.

We don't have enough time now.

- The hell we don't.

Wake the boy, let's move out.

- Jeremy?

Jeremy, wake up.

Jeremy, we've got to go,
but I want you to stay here.

- I can help.

- You can help more by staying inside.

Make them believe that we're still here.

Move around in front of the
windows, make yourself seen.

We've only got the constable
and the deputy to take care of.

- What about Cathy?

- Who is Cathy?

- She's, uh, one of them.

She's pregnant, and it's my child.

- No wonder you failed to
tell me about it, that girl.

Can you handle her?

You stay in this church, and stay put.

You're safe here.

You understand, don't move out of here.

Careful, don't spill that holy water.

- Good, he thinks we're
afraid to come out.

Get back in there, close the window.

- That's what he wants
us to believe he thinks.

What do you say, that way?

- Yeah.

- Let's move.

- Uh-huh.

- Open the drapes.

- This is your wake-up call, your honor.

Shit, we've been had!

And ten to one, we'll be had again!

Look at that goddamn thing.

And I thought I'd seen everything.

- Murderers!

Now it's your turn to go straight to hell!

Joe!

- What grabbed you?

- Not a damn thing, but it looked good.

- You hold it right there!

- Why couldn't I go?

I could have helped them.

- Amanda, you can't be
out here in daylight.

You'll die.

- I'm not gonna die, and neither are you.

If you come now, we can live forever.

- And he sleeps in a box.

- That won't do any good.

- Sure as hell won't do any harm.

- Mr. Van Meer?

- We've got another one, Joe.

- Would you come here?

— What's up?

- I need your help.

- Be right with you.

What is it, Joe?

- Mr. Van Meer, she's
here, this is her house

and I can't do this.

- That's not a baby.

This is not a human.

Now we've got work to do,

and don't you dare buckle right now.

Go on.

I'll take care of this.

You're not going to get
Joe or his kid, you bitch.

Bitch.

Damn it.

I know you're around here some damn where.

Joe!

Too early to rise.

Can't come out.

Too early, it's too soon!

'Joe!

Joe!

Joe!

Getting dark soon.

Getting stronger.

- Pull.

On your right, Joe, on your right!

- Judge, Judge!

You're early, Sarah.

Close the lid before I burn.

- Rains is dead.

Deputy, too.

They're going house to house now,

killing as they go, killing
off all of your followers.

Then I'll have to make

some more followers, won't I?

It's time we got rid of the old

and brought in some fresh blood.

Now let me rest.

- Jeremy.

I told that kid not to leave.

Jeremy!

Now don't hide on me.

I told him to stay here.

Sons of bitches.

They got him.

You better sit down, you're
losing a lot of blood.

- I've got more blood than I need.

Your boy told us his coffin is
in the schoolhouse basement.

- And they want us to come there.

It's getting dark, and
that's where they'll be.

- We'll stop on our way and get gas.

- That's where they want us.

This should keep them busy for a while

while while we go to the school.

- Let's go, let's 9°!

Joe, that window, no bars.

- I couldn't let you leave Salem's Lot

without seeing this production

that our young people have prepared.

Children.

Don't be alarmed, and don't be frightened.

They won't attack you unless I say so.

- So I finally meet the head man himself.

- Are you in a lot of pain, Doctor?

- It keeps me alert.

At my age, I have a
tendency you know to doze.

- I'm four times your age,
and still going strong.

I must be doing something right.

- I presume you were dead
once, so you'll know.

What's over there?

An indescribable sweetness.

- God?

- He forgives us.

- Who is he, God?

- Different from us as we
are different from you.

Let me take away your pain, Doctor,

and give you eternal life.

- I've lived my life.

- All right, gentlemen, it's showtime!

Jeremy, listen to me.

- Dad, dad!

- Get up, get up now!

Jeremy, they have no power over you.

You're free, and they're dead!

- Please, no dad.

And you are not dead!

You are not dead!

Jeremy!

Jeremy please!

- Now for the traditional scene

that you gentlemen tried to perform

on some of the town folk.

The stake in the heart.

- Stand UP!

- I've seen my kinsmen die this way

and I've seen their bodies
consigned to hell fire.

No, don't.

No!

- No!

- You'll never make a bloodsucker
out of me, you bastard.

- The human took his own life.

- Do you see that smoke?

Do you know what's going on?

The coffins are burning.

Your very homes are burning.

There's no place to hide.

When the sun comes up, you'll fry.

You'll fry, the sun will
burn you right to your souls.

Every last fucking one of
you, you're going to fry.

- Dad, help me!

- Jeremy, get UP!

Get up and run!

- I'm not dead!

- Stop, let them be.

Get to the cellar.

Save the coffins.

Let Cathy have them.

- Our baby!

Our baby, out baby!

- Get out of here.

- No.

Save the coffins, our coffins!

Our coffins are burning!

Put out the fire!

- You, you've murdered all of us!

- Isn't that why you brought me back here?

To bring your peace at last?

- No.

No!

- Clara, praY-

- I think we'll be safe here.

We'll stay here until the sun comes up.

They'll either be dead
or back in their coffins.

- Amanda, too?

- Yes, Amanda, too.

- You've angered me, Joseph,

you made me lose control,
made me show my true face.

Now it's time I took your souls.

You're mine now.

- Who the hell is in that bus?

- Get on.

- You've got more fucking
lives than a vampire.

- Suicide's for nazi sons of bitches.

- Should have been a
play actor Mr. Van Meer.

- What the hell, turn
your back, shoot a gun,

fall down, that's all there is to it.

I'd have been here before, but damn ankle.

I don't know how in the
hell I got this tank moving.

- We'll find the state
police and tell them.

- Who'll believe vampires?

- In 500 years, who'll
believe there were Nazis?

We couldn't have gotten them all.

- I think they'll all
choose to die together,

than wait for us to come back with help.

I think we'll find nothing there.

- All of the sudden I'm not
in such a rush to grow up.

- Me neither.

- And I guess getting
old isn't so bad either.

- Joe, I think he's
becoming a human being.

- Don't let his mother find out.