Original subtitles

You're in Springwood now.

And you're all mine!

[screaming]

[laughing]

[birds chirping]

[instrumental music]

[humming]

Oh great spirit of William Murdoch..

first mate of the great ship Titanic.

Are you there?

William Murdoch.

If you are there, I invite you..

to use my earthly body..

my vocal chords, my very soul as your channel

to the world of the living.

Speak to us.

Speak to us.

Spe-ak!

[crowd gasping]

[indistinct chatter]

I am here!

William Murdoch, first mate reporting for duty.

[gasps]

Oh, my God!

Look! Dead ahead!

A huge iceberg!

Oh! Engines full stop!

My God!

It's too late!

Oh!

All engines, full reverse!

- Ah! - 'Is she alright?'

[Mara groaning]

We're taking on water!

We should have seen it coming!

Wasn't anyone watching the sonar?

(male #1) 'Fraud!'

Sonar wasn't invented when the Titanic sailed!

Ladies and gentlemen.

I am Dr. Harry Lee, professional skeptic.

Ms. Mara Ruleen has just proven herself a fraud!

I feel myself drifting!

Drifting..

[laughter]

Sonar wasn't invented when the Titanic sailed!

- Fake! Fake! - Refund!

(male #1) 'Fake! Fake!'

[instrumental music]

That chick shouldn't mess with the dead.

Take it from me. I'm dead.

[chuckles]

Hey.

Maybe she could channel me.

[chuckles]

[knocking on door]

- You Mara Ruleen? - Yes.

- Who are you? - Oliver Michaels.

Hey, racky-rock!

Uh, it's a touchstone.

Listen, am I supposed to know who you are?

Uh-uh. Nope.

Uh, then what do you want?

Whoa. This sucker's heavy.

What do you want?

Well, I hear you're looking for a new assistant.

Look no further! I'm your man!

You know..

your aura's real yellow.

You read auras?

That's my thing.

That... and crystals.

Wait. Did Harry Lee send you?

- Harry who? - Harry Lee!

The slime ball who spent the last year

trying to ruin my career.

Don't know him.

Do you believe a person can be a conduit

through which the dead can talk to the living?

Listen, lady, I just need a job.

I had this hot gig with this lady photographer.

It was great! Sexy babes around all the time!

Then she went blind and my job went south.

Just answer the question.

Do you believe in channeling?

I'll believe anything if you pay me enough.

[chuckles]

I like your style.

Ten dollars an hour enough?

Racky! When do I start?

Right now.

[indistinct murmuring]

Your job's very important, kid.

You've got three main responsibilities.

Now, first and most important, when I..

(male #2) 'Watch this, man.'

Ow!

Hey. You listenin' to me?

Yeah, yeah, I got three responsibilities.

Now, first and most important.

When I'm on that stage, although the channeling is fake

the trance is real. Helps me concentrate.

Cool. What do you use, some kind of transcendental trance?

Well, something like that, it's a very deep trance

and it helps me avoid stage fright.

So where do I come in?

You watch my back.

Make sure none of those crazies

jump on that stage with me

Sort of a bouncer kind of thing.

- Exactly. - Ah.

Hey, I recognize her.

'Great set of pyramids.'

Pay attention.

Now your other two jobs are taking the money at the door

and watching the crowd.

- What for? - You look for suckers.

You know, anybody who migh be falling for my act

hook, line, and sinker.

You know, anybody who might wanna pay

big bucks for a personal session.

They usually look like this.

[laughs]

Hey, you owe me a hundred bucks, Ruleen!

[gasps] Oh, Barry Dean. How you doing?

Oh, I'll be doing great as soon as you pay that $100 you owe me.

Oh, how do you know I didn't win the bet?

Well, can you top $15,000 in three hours?

Fifteen thousand in three hours?

Yeah, you're gonna love this!

Can I talk in front of, um..

Oh, yeah, Barry Dean, this is Oliver, he works for me.

Oliver, meet one of my bes friends and worst enemies.

- How you doing? - Barry Dean.

Ha ha! Alright, now you're gonna love this!

So last week, this rich, old Hollywood producer comes to me

convinced that his mansion is haunted

by one of the Three Stooges.

No!

So I convinced him he had the other two stooges, too.

- You're kidding! - 'Yeah!'

[squeaking]

At 5000 a spook..

I made 15 grand in three hours.

Read it and weep,

[sighs]

Okay, you win.

I'll pay you later.

Oh, uh, listen.

Has Harry Lee been around?

I go on about an hour.

No, but I'll keep my eyes out for him.

Oh, thanks.

Come on, kid.

What was that bet all about?

Oh, we had a bet as to who could make the most money

from one sucker at one time before the New Year.

Really? What's the most you ever made?

Ten grand.

Ah, but I've got a feeling my luck's gonna change.

Yeah, I think you've got a good eye for suckers.

Pick me out a juicy one.

Oh, now, stay here. The crowd's gonna be coming in any time.

[humming]

Oh, great spirit of William Murdoch..

first mate on the great ship Titanic.

Are you there?

William Murdoch..

if you are there I invite you to use my earthly body.

'My vocal chords.'

'My soul!'

'As your channel to the world of the living..'

speak to us.

Speak to... ugh!

[groaning]

(Mara as Freddy) Don't mind if I do, ba-a-abe!

(Mara) Who's there?

(Mara as Freddy) It ain't Mickey Mouse!

[Mara groaning]

Mara, snap out of it! Mara, snap out of it!

(Mara as Freddy) Don't get all red in the face, boys!

What's everyone staring at?

Let's party!

[laughing]

Are you sure you're okay?

Yes. Now leave me alone.

- Can we get you anything? - No.

Water? Something to help you sleep?

No! Just go away!

Hey, I don't mind tellin' ya.

That was the best performance you've ever given.

How'd you do that thing to your voice

to make it sound so ugly?

Like this!

(Mara as Freddy) Now, scat!

I wonder what's gotten into her.

[intense music]

Where am I?

You're in a trance, doll face.

Oh! What do you mean, I'm in a trance?

I'm wide awake!

I'm right here in this, this..

Trance.

Who are you?

Well, you said you need a dead person

that you could talk through.

[chuckles] I'm your guy.

I don't understand.

Your body..

is my body, babe.

(Mara as Freddy) And what a body it is!

[laughing]

[indistinct chatter]

Red.

Very... red.

Uh, sorry. I just didn't, you were..

Uh, may I help you?

Now, that's red.

Definitely red.

Excuse me?

Your aura. Very red.

- So is your face, pal. - Thank you!

Would you like to know about my pyramids?

Yes.

- Very much. - Okay.

They're a natural source of aura energy...

Don't I know you from somewhere?

I doubt it.

Yeah, you posed for Stony Adler once!

- How did you know that? - I was her assistant.

Oh, yeah.

You were that jerk that kept hitting on me.

That's me!

So. You still modeling?

No. After my, uh..

experience with that weirdo photographer

I swore it off.

Uh, would you like to know about my pyramids, sir?

Actually, I was wondering

if you could direct me to a good trans-channeler.

I need to contact my dead father as soon as possible.

I know a good channeler.

- Who is it? - It's Mara Ruleen.

But I don't know if she wants to be bothered right now.

Uh, who are you?

I'm her assistant.

You're Mara Ruleen's assistant?

Where can I find her?

I'll pay anything!

- Anything? - Hmm.

She's in room 243. Go on up.

And be sure to tell her what you just told me.

Especially the part about paying her anything.

Thank you!

Uh!

Be sure you tell her Oliver sent you.

Mm.

Oliver? Uh, sweetheart.

Would you watch my booth till I get back?

- Sure. - Thanks.

What did you tell that guy just now?

I just told him where he could find Mara.

He's got big bucks, I could smell it.

You idiot! That is Harry Lee! Come on

(Mara as Freddy) Couldn't have picked a better body to live in.

Bet you're a real man-killer, huh.

Hey!

Put my clothes back on!

You perverted, ugly, mean.. Hey!

[Harry knocking] 'Ms. Ruleen?'

'It's Harry Lee.'

(Mara as Freddy) What do you say we kill us a man?

[laughs]

[clears throat]

Say something!

When are you gonna let me go, you bastard?

(Freddy as Mara) When are you gonna let me go, you bastard?

Put my clothes back on!

(Freddy as Mara) Put my clothes back on!

(Freddy) Rich Little, eat your heart out.

Ms. Ruleen! I, uh..

oh, I-I didn't mean to, uh...

Hello, uh, uh, old friend.

How are you? Come in.

Sit.

Help, Harry!

Harry! Harry!

(Mara as Freddy) Shut up, bitch!

He can't hear you.

I beg your pardon.

(Mara) Uh, nothing, just talking to myself.

[chuckles] Sit.

Si-i-t.

[knocking]

[sighs]

Ms. Ruleen, I hope you don't mind my interrupting.

Uh, my name's Jodi.

I've wanted to meet you ever since...

(as Freddy) We have met, bimbo.

I beg your pardon?

[Freddy laughing]

(Ruleen as Freddy) 'We could've danced all night.'

Where do I know that voice from?

That weirdo at the photography shoot.

Uh, I-I'm sorry I interrupted.

- I... - Don't be silly, come on in.

Excuse us, we women have to powder our noses.

What happened to your voice?

Nothing. Why?

Uh, wh-what do you want from me?

Just to look at you.

Such a pretty face.

Now, listen, I don't go for that kind of stuff.

What kind of stuff?

I-I mean, I think you're pretty and all

but I like men, not women.

You're a real head-turner, babe.

[neck cracks]

No!

(Freddy) 'Yeah!'

You killed her.

(Freddy) 'Wasn't that fun?'

'What do you say we do it again?'

No! Please, no!

Now, how 'bout a drink?

Oh-h. Now that would be nice.

- Name your poison. - How about a bloody Mary?

Hmm, I'll see if I've got that.

Oh, sorry.

I can't make you a bloody Mary.

(as Freddy) How about I make you a bloody Harry?

[glass shattering]

[Freddy laughing]

No!

(Freddy) 'Yes!'

[Freddy laughing]

[Freddy laughing]

[knocking]

(as Freddy) Huh?

Come on in, boys.

The more the merrier.

Let me go!

You murderer!

Call me crazy but it looks to me

like you're the murderer, babe.

You're right. They'll think I did it.

I'll get the death sentence for this.

Ah, don't worry. Maybe some weirdo can channel you.

Uh, let me go!

Not a chance, I'm having too much fun.

Fun? You call killing fun?

Who were you when you were alive?

An axe murderer?

You're gettin' warm.

Uh, you're insane.

(as Freddy) I know, isn't it great?

This is all an act, right?

(as Freddy) Hello, Barry.

(as Ruleen) I mean, uh, hello, Barry.

Oliver. Oh, well, come on in.

Oh, close the door!

Oh, uh, don't mind him. He's dead.

Uh, I mean, uh, he-he killed himself.

Yeah-yeah that's right.

Oh, yeah, the-the poor man

he-he just killed himself!

- I see. - You don't believe me.

Oh, no, of course I believe you.

This is an act, right? That's fake blood?

I don't think so. I've seen this once before.

She's stuck in some kind of trance.

What does that mean?

It means she might really have some kind of

weird spirit using her body.

We have to get her out of this trance.

So how do we do that?

You ever see "The Exorcist?"

- Yeah, ten times. - Good.

Good. We're about to perform an exorcism.

- We're not priests. - We don't have to be.

There's only one thing that can motivate her

out of this trance and it sure ain't religion

Then what is it?

- Power of money compels you. - Power of money compels you.

(both) The power of money compels you.

'The power of money compels you.'

'The power of money compels you.'

The power of money compels you.

The power of money compels you.

'The power of money compels you.'

'The power of money compels you.'

The power of money compels you.

The power of money compels you.

'The power of money compels you.'

'The power of..'

Barry, uh, huh, Oliver! Is that you?

Mara.

Mara.

Are you alright?

Oh, uh, the last thing I remember

I, I was on stage..

trying to channel that guy from the Titanic

[both grunting]

[Freddy laughing]

(as Freddy) Suckers!

Hey! Those are my friends!

Aw, gee, really, I didn't know.

You shoulda killed 'em.

Your breath stinks about as bad as your personality.

Listen up, bitch.

The only reason you're still alive

is because I need your body.

I don't think this mumbo jumbo's working.

Yeah, we're gonna have to do something else.

Like what?

Well, maybe we gotta fight

this guy in his own turf.

What does that mean?

It means, we're gonna have to

go into a trance ourselves.

Grab her hand.

That one.

Alright.

Now, do what I do.

[grunting]

[grunts]

[Mara grunting]

[groans]

It worked.

Barry, it worked! I'm free.

[whistling]

(as Freddy) No, you're not.

You're dead, bitch!

[dramatic music]

[groans]

Where the hell am I?

What's the matter with your body, huh?

Got a tummy ache?

Uh, I've got a bleeding ulcer.

I'll show you bleeding!

[screams] No!

[Barry groaning]

[groaning]

I do not have a good feeling about this.

Definite bad karma action in this room.

Too much negative energy.

Negative energy.

Uh, I've never been negative

a day in my life.

Trust me.

[instrumental music]

Aren't you glad that you decided

to come to the reunion?

I never thought our paths would cross agai

let alone collide like they did last night.

You are, uh, definitely no

the same Denise Charlotte I know back in high school

Oh, you mean I'm not a carpenter's dream anymore?

Isn't that what you used to call me?

That wasn't me, that was, um

Ricky Contaldo.

I always said you were very cute.

Yeah, right, forget it, Larry.

I think we've both come a long way

since we left Springwood High.

[knocking]

Aren't you gonna come in?

No offense, mister, but there's some bad energy in this room.

Bad energy? What are you talking about?

I gotta split, just take your food.

Mm, smells good. What did you order?

[instrumental music]

[Denise shouting]

[gasps]

Denise, you okay?

Yeah, I'm fine.

What?

What, you having a-a bad dream?

I dreamt that you ordered dead rats from room service.

Oh, that couldn't have been me.

I never order rats, especially in a hotel.

They come dry, overcooked.

It's not funny.

You know I used to have scary dreams all the time

when I was growing up but they stopped when I left Springwood.

Now, I'm back and so are the nightmares.

Hey, come on.

Everybody has nightmares.

You're probably just nervous about seeing

all your old friends.

I don't think it's something you need to

worry about that much.

Besides, you've got me her to protect you.

And believe me..

you are in very good hands.

[instrumental music]

Let's hear it for the old Springwood High.

[laughs] Sure has changed

since I walked down them hallowed halls.

It used be kids just dropped out.

Now they..

drop dead.

[laughs]

(man on phone) 'Look, Larry, what are you trying to do to me here, huh?'

'Come on, I got a deadline, a deadline you were supposed... '

Leo, would you calm down?

You're gonna give yourself another heart attack.

Look, I told you I was going out of town.

It's my 20 year reunion.

- 'Right, but you promised me... ' - Yeah, I know.

I promised you the script before I left.

(Leo on phone) 'Yeah, so where is it?'

- I lied. - 'You lied? What? You're not..'

That was a joke, Leo.

Look, all I need is a few more days.

I brought my typewriter with me.

I'm writing even as we speak.

[keys clacking]

'But is it any good?'

Is it good?

It's a masterpiece!

Leo, your three stooges still haunting you?

'Yeah, very funny! Very funny!'

You're beautiful, Leo, now leave me alone!

[keys clacking]

- Morning! - Good morning.

Denise, no more nightmares I hope.

God, that was weird, wasn't it?

So, what are you doin'?

Writing my next movie or, uh, trying to.

[keys clacking]

You wanna eat your breakfast before it gets cold.

[gasps]

It's plastic.

I-I'm sorry, Denise, I couldn't resist.

I bought it for my cat at the airport.

You think that's funny? That's sick.

Well, come on. Denise, it was a joke!

Where's your sense of humor?

[sighs]

Got any ideas for a screenplay?

[keys clacking]

(male #3) 'Watch your end.'

[indistinct chattering]

Cindy!

Yes?

Howard Nehamkin.

I-I wrote that I'd be coming early to help you set up.

Of course, Howard!

You haven't changed a bit.

You either.

Bless you.

Um..

Uh, you know, I'd been thinking

I haven't checked lately to see if there were

any last minute RSVPs.

Do you know where the hotel mailroom is?

Um, I could easily find out.

Oh, bless you, Howard, I don't know what I'd do without you.

(Cindy) 'Denise Charlotte!'

Oh, hello! How are you?

Oh, my, heavenly days. You still look like a cheerleader.

Oh, well, I wouldn't go that far!

Oh, uh, you-you remember John Johnson?

(John) 'Hi, Denise.'

And Mary.

Um, Mary Butler.

Mary Johnson, we've been married for 17 wonderful years.

Well, isn't that wonderful!

(John) 'You staying in town long?'

We'd love to have you come to the house

and meet our daughter Debbie.

Oh, she's nine years old and cute as a button.

I'm sure she is, but I'm afraid I'm gonna be leaving

right after the reunion.

- Oh! - Oh, that's a shame.

Well, come on, dear, we better get busy.

We still have all those doilies to pull.

See you later, Denise.

Uh, Cindy

can I ask you a question?

How many people are coming to this reunion

At last count, 19.

Unless, of course, they let the Johnsons

bring that little brat of theirs.

Nineteen people out of a class of 300?

Why such a low turnout?

Well, one reason could be the fact

that nearly half of our former classmates are dead.

You're kidding. How?

Was there a plane crash or some kinda disaster?

No, just a lot of people dying, I guess.

[shattering]

Who is that? Did he graduate with us?

Don't you remember Howard?

- Howard Nehamkin. - No.

Oh, he was such a dweeb, you probably never talked to him.

Oh, wait a minute, he used to hang out

with Freddy Krueger, didn't he?

Uh-huh.

This just came in the mail

Oh, thank you, Howard, let's see who it's from.

Hello, Denise.

You look well.

And so do you... Howard.

Oh, I try to stay in shape

- I-is this your idea of a joke? - What do you mean?

Freddy Krueger will attend

the Springwood High 20 year reunion.

I-I didn't send it.

Gee, whatever happened to Freddy Krueger?

Well, if you want to hear about Freddy Krueger

you'd better have a seat.

[intense music]

Oh, this is..

You wanna save some of that for me?

I'm gonna need it.

'You alright?'

No, I am not.

What's the matter, what happened?

Do you remember a boy named Freddy Krueger?

Vaguely. He was kinda strange wasn't he? He kept to himself.

Hey, he was the guy who wore

that red and green sweater everyday, right?

What about him?

He molested and murdered over a dozen small children.

What?

Cindy Schibe just told me

the whole gruesome story.

A group of angry parents finally caught up with him

and they..

they burned him alive.

I knew he was weird, I didn't know he was that weird.

Oh, there's more.

Cindy says that some people feel that he's still alive.

Well-well-well, sort of that he..

comes back to get even with people.

In their dreams.

In their dreams? Gimme a break...

I know-I know, I know it sounds far-fetched

but Cindy knew someone that had a dream about Freddy

and the next day she died, just like that.

Now, practically everyone that knew Freddy Krueger

is either dead or they're gone from Springwood for good.

Okay, assuming this fairytale has some basis in fact

which I seriously doubt, I mean, I don't see

'why you are so worked up.'

'I don't remember you having anything'

'to do with Freddy Krueger.'

Wrong.

He asked me to go to the senior prom with him.

I couldn't believe it, he'd never said more than two words

to me before that.

'And I don't know why I did it'

but the next day, I let Cindy talk me into saying yes.

And, of course, I had no intension of actually

going to the dance with him.

We just wanted to see the look on his face

when he rang the doorbell and no one answered.

Cindy and I were watching from my bedroom window

we laughed our heads off. God, we were cruel.

Denise, will you stop being so hard on yourself?

Look, if Freddy Krueger wants to get to you

he's gonna have to come through me first.

Oh, that makes me feel real secure.

I'm gonna go lay down and try to get some rest.

Good idea, we've got some serious partying to do tonight.

[knocking]

Who is it?

'Howard Nehamkin.'

- Who? - 'Um.'

'We took woodshop together.'

Long time, no see.

Yeah. How you doin'?

What did you say your name was again?

Howard. Howard Nehamkin.

- Yeah. - Oh, right.

Yeah, you know something, you haven't changed a bit.

- Thirsty? - Oh, no, thanks.

Well, come in, uh..

Sit down, make yourself comfortable.

Um..

I just wanted to tell you I'm a big fan of yours.

No kidding.

I've seen every movie you've ever written.

I sat through seven consecutive screenings

of "Attack Of The Fungus People."

Guess you are a fan.

But my all time favorite, was "Flesh Hound."

I can't believe you didn't receive an Oscar nomination

'for that screenplay.'

Hey, that's been the story of my career.

No recognition.

Um..

I spent a lot of my free time writing.

Oh, really?

Actually, I just finished a screenplay

and I was wondering if I could give it to you.

I'd be honored if you'd read it.

Read it? Hell, if it's any good, I'll steal it.

[laughs]

(Freddy) 'Nice dress.'

My favorite color.

Blood Red.

[sniffs]

It should go well with your corsage.

Who are you?

Give you a hint.

You said you'd go to the prom with me.

[gasps]

Oh, my God.

Freddy?

None other.

[laughs]

The man of your dreams.

Save the last dance for me.

[screams] No!

What was that?

Denise?

Are you alright?

Talk to me, Denise. What's going on?

I just had a dream.

About Freddy Krueger.

You've lived your whole life in Springwood

haven't you?

Do you believe in any of this Freddy Krueger mumbo jumbo?

You mean that he comes back and kills people in their dreams?

Yeah.

No.

It's true there's been an unusually high

number of unexplained deaths in Springwood.

But heck, you can't blame them all on Freddy.

He wasn't such a bad guy..

once you got to know him.

Damn zipper.

(Freddy) 'Allow me.'

[Denise gasps]

Just stopped by

for that last dance.

I don't wanna dance.

Oh, you're not gonna stand me up again now, are you?

No, no, I won't, I won't stand you up.

Well, that's good.

First, you have to pin your corsage on.

I hope you like it.

Ow!

Damn. They make the pin so little.

Ow! Wait.

I have something better.

[screaming]

[Freddy laughing]

Denise?

You alright?

[gasps]

[intense music]

We heard a scream, I ran in and, uh, there she was.

She must have slipped and fallen on the scissors

How well did you know Miss Charlotte?

I hadn't seen her since high school.

What was she doing in your room?

I ran into her in the hotel bar last night.

Hey, what is this? You think I killed her?

It was an accident.

You don't believe me? Ask him.

Tell him, Howard.

That won't be necessary.

When will you be checking out of your hotel, Mr. Felton?

Tomorrow morning. First thing. Is that alright with you?

Just need to know where I can find you

in case I have any further questions.

Have a good time, at your reunion.

Why didn't you tell him about Denise's dream?

- Yeah, because.. - What do you mean, "Because?"

Because I don't want anyone else to write this story.

- It's mine. - What are you talking about?

Some guy who comes back from the grave

to, uh, murder people in their dreams.

Movie practically writes itself.

'I'm gonna write this script and it's gonna be the best one'

I've ever written.

A guaranteed blockbuster.

Now, all I gotta do is, write it.

[keys clanking]

[instrumental music]

I still can't believe Denise is gone.

That makes 146 members of our graduating class.

We've run out of sympathy cards.

Do you guys notice a pattern developing here?

I guess, the only question is, who's next.

I've had enough of this grisly talk, come and dance with me.

- Oh-uh, Cindy. I don't know. - Oh, fiddlesticks! Come on.

[music continues]

Larry, did Denise ever mention

having dreams about Freddy Krueger?

As a matter of fact, she did. Just before she died.

- Oh, my God. - Why Cindy, what's wrong?

I had a dream about him too.

That means, I'm next.

Cindy, hold on. Let's not jump to conclusions.

Why not? Can I come in?

[grunts]

[screaming]

Ho! Ho! Ho!

May I have this dance?

Ready?

And dip.

[Cindy screaming]

[all screaming]

Huh, where-where's everybody goin'?

[all screaming]

This party is gonna be a gas.

[screaming]

[coughing]

[screaming continues]

[laughing]

[laughing continues]

[coughing]

[telephone ringing]

Yeah.

Larry? It's me, Howard. Howard Nehamkin.

- Uh. - 'Why aren't you down here?'

This party could use some fresh blood.

Yeah, well, I'll be there as soon as I can.

Larry, are you alright?

Uh, fantastic.

[instrumental music]

[telephone ringing]

Leo? Yeah, it's Larry. You got my message.

Ah-ha. No, I have not finished the script.

As a matter of fact, I trashed it..

Leo, will you listen to me?

I got a script here that's gonna knock your poppick off.

[crackles]

Leo?

Not so fast, red breath.

You can't do my life story without asking my permission.

You gotta pay for the rights.

And in your case, it's gonna cost you your life.

I mean you gotta have heart to write

the Freddy Krueger story.

And, fella, that's something you just ain't got.

[screaming]

I can get fired for letting you into somebody else's room.

Oh, well, I-I appreciate the risk you're taking.

I'm telling you, man, you don't wanna be in this room.

What are you looking for anyway?

Him.

[intense music]

What's his problem, he drunk?

[Howard gasps]

No.

He's dead.

Mon dieu disgusto.

My guess would be from a heart attack.

A major heart attack.

Call an ambulance.

I'll go tell the front desk.

And then I'm outta this town.

Too many negative waves.

[instrumental music]

(Freddy) 'That afternoon, my old buddy Howard'

caught a flight to Hollywood.

Sold his screenplay and the rest as they say

well, the rest is history. Fame, fortune.

My life story on the silver screen.

Uh-oh, if my friends could see me now.

But of course, they're, uh, they're all dead.

[theme music]

[mimicking Porky Pig] Th-th-th-that's all, folks!

[theme music]

[music continues]