Freddy’s dead – Final Nightmare
The cop makes some notes. Behind them we see Scott, Karen and Gina. The girls have been crying, and even tough-guy Scott looks pretty screwed up by all this. The cop nods.
COP He fell asleep while smoking. What a waste.
The kids shoot unbelieving looks at each other as the two men walk off.
SCOTT That’s impossible.
Scott and Karen head for the front door.
EXT. FOSTER HOME – DAY
A coroner’s van, a fire chief’s car and the now familiar mob of suspicious neighbors are gathered around the front of the house as the stretcher with Wesley’s body is put away. A small van marked ROSEDALE GENERAL HOSPITAL pulls up and Jacob jumps out of it.
Jacob’s face turns grim as a tearful Karen runs up to him, Scott following.
JACOB Who?
KAREN Wes…
JACOB Oh my God. It’s started.
SCOTT He fucking burned alive.
KAREN They said he fell asleep smoking.
SCOTT And we all know that can’t be.
JACOB I already told you how it would happen.
Mr. Ross appears behind the three teenagers, a wasted look on his face.
SCOTT Don’t start with that shit.
JACOB It’s not shit.
DAVID C’mon, kids. Everyone inside. Now.
David leads them back to the house as the coroner’s van pulls away.
INT. KITCHEN – DAY
Jacob, Scott, Karen and Gina stand around in various states of utter shock as David tries to console them.
DAVID We have to be strong.
He puts an arm around Karen and reaches out to put the other one around Gina, but pulls away at the last minute when she starts to flinch.
DAVID (cont’d) We need to pull together and help each other. Mrs. Ross is upstairs in bed. She’s pretty messed up. We need to help her deal with this.
SCOTT He would never touch a cigarette. You know that.
DAVID We don’t know anything until the authorities are finished with their investigation. In the mean time, no work for tomorrow – three day weekend. But Monday, it’s back on the job. Jacob wasn’t covered in our health plan and his little stint at the hospital cost us a bundle. We have to work together or we might lose this place. Okay?
The kids all nod, but not convincingly. They care more about Wesley than the house.
INT. WESLEY & JACOB’S BEDROOM – DAY
Jacob closes the door. All the kids are here. Gina absentmindedly plays with some of Wesley’s things.
JACOB When I was put under, Freddy was released. I know this because I dreamed it.
SCOTT And that dream was real?
JACOB Yes. Wesley was his first victim.
SCOTT Aw, man…
JACOB You said it yourself. How could it have been a cigarette?
KAREN And how could he…dire that way and not wake up?
GINA (mockingly) Maybe the “authorities” will figure it out.
SCOTT I’m sorry. I just can’t buy into this.
JACOB Call me crazy…but I think he’s after Rosedale. The whole place. In my dream he said something about needing a few souls to get the job done. I think he has to kill in order to get the power to suck in a new town.
SCOTT You are crazy.
JACOB Thank you. There’s more. There are… other people in there. In the nightmares.
KAREN Like him?
JACOB No. Different. There are three of them. They’re dressed in black. They have powers like Freddy, but they seem to be on our side.
KAREN Who are they?
JACOB Well, you gotta hang in there with me on this one. They call themselves… the Dream Police.
Scott actually laughs.
SCOTT This is too much.
GINA You mean…like cops?
JACOB I guess.
KAREN Where are they from?
JACOB They’re kids that Freddy killed years ago. THEY don’t even know how they got there. But they’re somehow patrolling dreamworld to put a stop to Krueger.
SCOTT Then why haven’t these guys done the job already?
JACOB They say they need help. I don’t know what or why…yet.
SCOTT I can tell you who needs help.
JACOB Hey, I’m trying to save all of us.
SCOTT I won’t believe it until I see it.
Jacob is crushed that he’s not getting through to them.
JACOB By then it’ll be too late. It was too late for Wesley.
The kids stare emptily at Wesley’s earthly possessions.
EXT. FOSTER HOME – FRONT PORCH – NIGHT
Jacob and Karen sit on the steps. Across the street we can see window curtains part as Mr. Hopkins sneaks a wary peek.
KAREN They’re going to use all this to shut us down.
JACOB I know. It’s my fault.
KAREN You going to try to run away again?
JACOB It’s too late for that. I have to stay and try and put a stop to it.
KAREN I’m sorry. It’s all so hard to accept.
JACOB I wish I could convince you of the danger you and the others are in.
KAREN I’ve been in danger before. THAT I can handle.
JACOB This is worse than anything you can imagine.
KAREN I wouldn’t be so sure about that. Come on. Let’s go inside.
She stands up.
INT. KAREN’S ROOM – NIGHT
Jacob and Karen lie in bed, clothes on, cozy. Not sexual. She stares at the ceiling while he listens.
KAREN She was great. Loving. Supportive, caring – everything a mom should be. Except she had one fatal flow: my father. You see, she was raised at a time when they still had the “obey” part in the wedding vows. He was always jealous. She couldn’t talk to another man without him thinking she wanted to go to bed with him. He never hit me. But the things he did to her…and she would always just take it. She never fought back. He’d get drunk and…she’d tell people she just fell down or something. Then one night…I was thirteen. Something happened. My mom suddenly wouldn’t take it anymore. Something made her say enough is enough. She hit back. Tat only made it worse. I watched as he hit her over and over. Then he knocked her down the stairs. She broke her neck. And when y father saw what he’d done – he finally became human. He cried over her body for a while, then went into the garage and blew his brains out with a shotgun. To this day I don’t remember what that final straw was. The shrinks say I’ve blocked it out of my memory. There’s no one else alive who knows what really happened. I have dreams about it sometimes, but there’s always that blank spot. A missing piece.
She stops and closes her eyes. Jacob closes his eyes for a second also – feeling her pain.
DIFFERENT ANGLE
Jacob opens his eyes and touches Karen’s arm. She finally turns to him.
JACOB I’m sorry.
KAREN I know nightmares are real, Jacob. I know.
JACOB So did my mom. She taught me a lot about dreams.
KAREN Like what?
JACOB She told me that a lot of people have special dream powers. I inherited some from her – and some I have all to myself. She showed me how I could link up with other people’s dreams – to actually be inside with them.
KAREN That sounds wonderful. But…I don’t know…
JACOB A little hard to imagine, huh?
KAREN Yeah. I’m sorry.
JACOB I can convince you.
KAREN How?
JACOB Easy. We’re doing it now.
Jacob smiles, gets up and walks over to the bedroom door. Karen is confused.
KAREN What do you mean?
