Sleepwalkers (1992)

[bunniefuu]

(man)
What's happened here?

Martha and Carl Brodie,
mother and son.

No one's seen them
since Tuesday.

The car is a Trans Am,
blue with yellow pinstriping.

California license: 2CLG592.

No one's seen that
since Tuesday, either.

God, I just hope nothing horrible
happened to them. They were so close!

Ma'am, please, step back.

Sheriff, what do you think happened?

I don't know, but somebody
sure doesn't like cats.

(flies buzzing)

(quiet chattering)

sh*t!

Looks like the place has been
empty for a hundred years.

Well, it hasn't.

(faint yowling)

What the hell was that?

(yowling continues)

(cat screeches)

(gasping, chuckles)

- (screaming)
- (gasps)

Jesus!

It's a little girl.

What's that in her hair?

A rose.

♪♪ (soft instrumental)

♪♪ ("Sleepwalk" by Santo & Johnny plays)

Tanya.

(meows)

(meows)

- Hi.
- (gasps) Shh.

He can't hear us.

(screeches)

sh*t!

Come on. He'll be back.

You always get 'em
sooner or later.

Dance with me.

- I don't wanna dance.
- Sure, you do.

You'll love this one.

♪♪

Come on.

(laughing)

What's for dinner?

Roast chicken
and cranberry dressing.

Pumpkin pie for dessert.

- Going anywhere tonight?
- To the movies maybe.

With a friend?
With a special friend?

All by my lonesome.

Don't ask your mother.

Well, actually, there's
a girl that works there.

I thought I might ask her out.

Oh, you might?

She's pretty too.

Is she nice?

I don't know.

I guess I'll find out,
won't I?

Jealous?

Concerned.

Right.

Concerned.

Mm-hmm, concerned.

(laughing)

Should I be jealous?

Do you like that?

Oh, Mother.

(neon buzzing)

♪♪ ("Do You Love Be" by The Contours
plays on headphones)

♪ Do you love me♪
♪ Do you love me♪

♪ Do you love me, baby♪
♪ Do you love me♪

♪ Do you love me♪
♪ Do you love me♪

♪ Now that I♪

♪ Can dance
Watch me now♪

♪ Work, work♪
♪ Oh, work it out, baby♪

♪ Work, work♪
♪ I'm gonna
Drive you crazy♪

♪ Work, work♪
♪ Uh, just a little bit
Slow now♪

♪ Work♪
♪ I can mash potato♪

♪ I can mash potato♪

♪ I can do the twist♪
♪ I can do the twist♪

♪ Tell me, baby♪
♪ Tell me, baby♪

♪ Do you like it like this
♪
♪ Do you like it like this♪

♪ Tell me♪
♪ Tell me♪

♪ Tell me, wow♪

♪ Do you love me♪

♪ Do you love me♪
♪ Do you love me, baby♪

♪ Do you love me♪
♪ Now do you love me♪

♪ Do you love me♪

♪ Now that I♪

♪ Can dance♪

♪ Watch me now--♪♪

(laughs)

- You scared me.
- Sorry. Sorry.

Oh, no. I'll take that.

(laughs)
Charles Brady.

- Thanks for the help, Charles Brady.
- Don't mention it.

Could I get a popcorn
and a medium Mr. Pibb, please?

Yes.

(sighs) I'm very embarrassed.
Am I blushing?

You look good in red, Tanya.

How'd you know my name?

English, period four,
Creative Writing.

Mr. Fallows,
the weird and terrible.

Oh, you're the new guy.
From Ohio?

Paradise Falls.

Popcorn.

Go ahead.

You mean free?

- Shhh. (mutters)
- (chuckles) Thanks.

I don't suppose you'd like a ride home
after work tonight, would you?

My dad picks me up.

- Nice dad.
- Yeah.

Besides, what would your girlfriend say
if you gave the popcorn girl a ride?

No girlfriend.
I'm new in town, remember?

Thanks.
I'll see you in class.

Oh, wait!

Welcome to Travis.

Thanks. Thanks a lot.

Oh, my God!

- (gasps)
- Hi!

I'm okay.
How's my girl?

I'm good, Dad.

Good. Fasten your seat belt.
(engine starts)

Tanya.

(bell tolling)

♪♪ (whistling)

It's my son, officer.

- Cat?
- (cat screeches)

Having himself one hissy fit,
I'll tell you.

I'm sorry, officer. It's late,
but this allergy is so severe.

Yeah, I know. I got one too.
Mine's to the I.R.S.

Y'all have a good night.

- Thank you, officer.
- (cat meows)

It just ignored the trap.
It was right by the window.

- (engine starts)
- It's okay. It's gone now.

I'll set some more traps
in the morning.

Did you bring me anything?

Anything special in mind?

Am I beautiful?

You're always beautiful, Mother.

So, did you ask
this mystery girl out?

What kind of a girl would go out
with a guy she just met?

- Not a very nice one, I suppose.
- (cat meows)

- Another one?
- g*dd*mn cats.

Don't swear, Mother.

Just you make sure
you ask her out tomorrow.

What's her name?

Tanya Robertson.

Is she nice?

She's nice.

I'm sure of it.

She's pure.

Good.

(gasping)
I'm famished, Charles.

Famished!

(Charles reading) " They were
sleepwalkers, hiding in human robes.

Feeding on virtue.

Loving to feed,
feeding to breed.

So, in the end, they ran.

In the end, Robbie and
his mother always had to run.

For one night, the men
would come in their old cars...

men with lights and g*ns.

And to the boy and his mother...

their curses and their screams
of rage always sound the same.

Like the laughter
of cruel gods.

The time of happiness...

too brief to be
anything but golden, had run out."

Very good, Charles.
Very good.

Your teachers in Ohio must have been
sorry to lose such a creative young man.

I beg your pardon, Mr. Fallows?

Isn't that where you
transferred from? Ohio?

Oh, yes. Yes, it is.

Hey.

sh*t!

I suggest that next time you keep
your hands to yourself, Mr. Crawford.

Yes, sir.
(scoffs)

(murmurs)
as*h*le.

(Fallows) All right, any thoughts
on Mr. Brady's Sleepwalkers?

Miss Robertson?

I liked it.

- You liked it?
- (students laughing)

It was different.
I thought it was very sad.

(Fallows)
Sad? Why?

Because they were
always driven away.

Because they were such outsiders.

(Fallows) I think Miss Robertson
might be on to something.

Now, we all understand
that a story...

has to have a beginning,
a middle and an end, right?

But that's like saying
a box has four sides.

Actually, Mr. Fallows,
a box has six sides.

- (students laughing)
- Busted!

(bell ringing)

(girls chattering)

You've actually talked to him?

Yeah, he's nice.

Real nice.

- I'm serious!
- I can see that.

Well, what happened?
Did he ask you out or anything?

Nothing specific, just a maybe.
We just talked at the theater.

That's all you would've done anyway.

What a waste!

Well, excuse me, but
what would you have done?

- Everything.
- (laughs)

- Everything!
- (laughing)

Well, I may have
plans of my own...

and they just might
include Homeland.

Yeah, right. I can just see you
in the back seat at Homeland.

You guys!

Tanya, you gotta admit,
your dad's gonna be there.

- I can just see it.
- My dad's not gonna be there.
- (laughing)

Hi.

Charles, hi.

Charles, do you know Jeanette
and Carrie? This is Charles Brady.

- Hi.
- We are in the same class, Tanya.

Oh.

Can I give you a ride home?
I mean, all of you?

No, we've got a ride.

But why don't you go, Tanya?

Okay, see you later.

(sighs)

I also wanted to thank you.

For what?

For what you said in class.

I mean, you really nailed it.

(laughs) No, you did,
so thank you.

I think I know how they feel, the...
What are they called?

- Sleepwalkers.
- Sleepwalkers.

At least sometimes
I feel that different.

(boy)
Look!

- Madam.
- This yours?

- Do you like it?
- Yeah.

Whoa! You know,
some people use a door.

- Really?
- Yes.

- I heard that somewhere.
- Did you?

(Tanya) Mom? Mom?

She must be shopping
or something.

Let's go upstairs.

Okay.

- Thanks for the ride home.
- Anytime.

Oh, wow!
These are interesting.

My mom does gravestone rubbings.

Pretty morbid, huh?

- No, I like 'em.
- You do?

Yeah.

(laughs)

My room.

Oh, you have a lot of pictures.

Yeah, it's kind of a hobby.

Oh, these are great!

Really nice.

- Makes you want to...
- What?

Oh! Just really get a good look
at these kind of places.

You know, things
that we never really see.

My favorite picture's
over there.

Which one?

(exhales) Um....
That one.

I like rocks.
(laughs)

You do?

You know, I'd really like to see how you
see a photograph before you take it...

I mean, you don't
even know me, but...

Well, actually, I was gonna
sh**t at Homeland tomorrow if...

- Well, if you want to come.
- What's Homeland?

- Oh, it's... it's an old graveyard.
- Really?

- Yeah, it's neat.
- I love old graveyards.

- Sweetheart...
- Mom!

I'm sorry, dear.
I didn't know you had company.

This is Charles Brady.
This is my mom.

He gave me a ride home.

- Oh, that's nice.
- (chuckles)

- Charles.
- Very nice to meet you.

Likewise.

Well, we should go.
(chuckles)

We were just going.
So we'll do that tomorrow?

- Yes.
- Okay.

- I'll walk you out.
- Okay.

So you two
are going out tomorrow?

Yes.

Tanya's gonna show me...

Homeland.

Oh, really?

You see, I do rubbings too.
Not quite as fine as yours...

but I figure there must be some
old slate gravestones out there.

Yes, as a matter of fact...

in the old section
near the woods.

Tell me, Charles,
do you use powder or stick?

I use stick.
Usually a number five.

Really? Don't you
find that a little hard?

Yeah, but, I'm clumsy.
You know, powder's so messy.

- (laughs) Tell me, Charles, where do you live?
- 66 Wicker Street.

- Your father, what does he do?
- He's dead, Mrs. Robertson.

- Oh, I'm sorry.
- It was a long time ago.

Well, the Brands will be
coming to dinner tomorrow night.

So be back by 5:00, okay?

- Okay.
- She will be.

How'd you know
all that stuff?

I learned it a long
time ago, from my mom.

- See you tomorrow.
- Okay.

(engine starts)

(car drives off)

♪♪ (radio: hard rock)

♪ It's a monster
It's a monster♪

♪ It's a monster
It's a monster♪

♪ Can't you see
It's a monster♪

♪ It's a monster♪

♪♪ (continues, indistinct)

(horn honking)

(radio stops)

Mr. Fallows! Hi.

Hello, Charles.

Checking out
your new environment?

Boring, isn't it?

Disneyland for cows.
But for human beings?
(sarcastic chuckle)

Well, I like it.
It's kind of peaceful.

Reminds you of Ohio,
I suppose?

Yeah, well, you know...

No, actually, I don't, Charles.
I don't know. And you don't, either.

There is no
Paradise Falls in Ohio.

Your transcripts are also fakes.

Clever fakes, but fakes.

Anything to say?

- You're mistaken.
- Oh, no, I'm not.

But you are, Charles, if you think
you can wiggle out of this.

I don't know who you are, but I know
you're not who you say you are.

If this is blackmail, Mr. Fallows,
I think you've picked the wrong guy.

This car is the only
expensive thing I've got.

I'm kind of sentimental about it.
I don't think I can sell it.

- Ow!
- Sit still till I'm through with you.

Your generation is so mercenary,
Charles. Money this, money that.

Well, money is not
the only medium of exchange.

(screaming)

You're right.

People really should learn to
keep their hands to themselves.

- Here's yours.
- (shudders)

- (gasping)
- (roars)

(groaning,
gasping continue)

I'm sorry!

(Charles snarling)

(cats meowing)

(birds chirping)

Come on, boy.
Get the bad guy for Daddy.

You know you want him.
Get this bad guy.

There you go.
There you go, Clovis.

Come on, boy. Come on, boy.
Get the bad guy.

Get the bad guy.
Get the bad guy.

Come on, Clovis.
Here we go.

Get that m*therf*cker!
(laughing)

All right!
Good boy, Clovis!

Yeah, that's a good boy.

Huh, Clovis?

Well, Clovis...

Looks like we found ourselves
a g*dd*mn speedster.

(siren wailing)

(laughing)

Unit Three calling home.
You in there, Laurie? Come on.

Andy, what you up to? Bye.

Got ourselves one lawless perpetrator
heading east out here on Gray Road.

- Copy.
- Copy. Need any help? Bye.

No. I think I can handle
this one all by myself.

What the... Jesus!

(meows)

- (screeches)
- Oh, sh*t!

(horn honking)

(children chattering)

Jesus, no!

- Everybody okay?
- Go get him!

Son of a b*tch.

Report, Unit Three.
Need a location.

I'm out on Pond Road,
Laurie, still in pursuit.

b*stard almost ran down a little girl!
I think he tried to run her down.

I think he's playing with me!
Get me some backup! Bye.

Pull over!

Pull over, m*therf*cker!

Pull over!

- (snarls)
- (gasps)

(snarls)

What the f*ck?

What's going on out there, Andy?
Please respond!

Not now, Laurie.

Christ, Clovis! What's he got
in there? A supercharger?

(siren wailing)

(siren stops)

I lost him.

How in the hell
did I do that?

(whispering)
Stop looking at me.

Stop looking at me.

Stop looking at me,
you f*cking cat!

(meows)

sh*t, Clovis.

- I know just how you feel.
- (engine starts)

(engine starts)

(Andy)
Can I tell you something, Ira?

It's kind of weird, but...

Horace, if you laugh,
I'm gonna break your jaw.

What is it?

You know how I told you I couldn't see
him because of how fast we were going?

- Yeah.
- Well, that wasn't entirely true.

How's that?

Well, we were both doing 90.

I pulled right up beside him. We might
as well have been standing still!

So you did get a look at him.

Well, no, no, I didn't.

'Cause see...

he didn't have no face.

Andy, you got plenty
of sick time comin'.

Horace, shut your pie hole.

I mean his face,
it was like a blur!

Like...

sh*t, I don't know.

(clears throat)

Maybe you got some
grit in your eye.

Makes 'em water.

Yeah, I guess maybe
that could've been it.

Andy, do me a favor.

When you do get this stampeder...

just leave that part out when you talk
to the county prosecutor, okay?

Anything else, Andy?
Anything at all?

Yeah, there was something.

Clovis here got a good look at him,
and he didn't like him.

He didn't like him
one little bit.

And it was the other guy too.
He didn't like Clovis!

It was like he was scared
of him. Scared of a cat!

I'm gonna look for this guy
on my way home...

- and I'm gonna find him.
- (meowing)

I'm gonna find him!

(door opens, closes)

- You didn't get it?
- No.

- Why didn't you get anything?
- I just couldn't.

What about the girl?

It wasn't the right time.

Tomorrow. I'll get it tomorrow.

What are you talking about?
I'm starving, Charles!

I need it, and you
have to get it for me!

(grunts)

(gasps)

Oh, my poor baby!
What happened?

What always happens, Mom?

Someone saw you?

The deputy had a cat.
Maybe for a second or two.

- He won't believe what he saw.
- No, he probably won't.

Somebody will find the teacher
that I dumped in the woods.

It's already started again, Mom!

- Don't worry. Don't worry.
- But I have to feed you.

- You'll see her tomorrow.
- What if something happens to me?

You'll starve!

We haven't even seen
another sleepwalker.

- Oh, we aren't the last.
- You don't know that.

Yes, I do!

I can feel the others.

You'll feed tomorrow.

And then you'll feed me,
and then we will leave.

Nothing's gonna happen.

We just have to take care
of each other.

(meowing)

(meowing)

(trap snaps,
cat screeching)

(meowing continues)

♪♪ (soft instrumental)

Okay.

Remember, honey,
I want you home by 5:00.

Make sure Charles
understands that, okay?

(sighs)

Yes, Mommy. I'll be sure
to pack extra didies too.

- Nobody loves a smart-a*s, Tanya.
- She is smart, dear.

And I'm smart enough to know this is
her first date with the new boy in town.

We do understand each other,
don't we, Tan?

You know, Mom,
I think we do.

Good. 5:00?

5:00.

- Bye, darlin'.
- Bye, Dad.

- Have a good time, honey.
- I hope so!

- (laughs)
- Are we awful?

Terrible.
God, I've become my mother.

Well, you met this kid.
Is he okay?

Yeah, he's terrific.
He's utterly charming.

- Does it have to be her?
- You care more for her than for me?

You know better than that.

Why are you being such a b*tch?

Because I'm hungry!

You cannot be in love
with this girl, Charles.

- Charles.
- (doorbell chimes)

I'll get it.

You stay here.

I love you, Mom.

Do you?

(doorbell rings)

Hi. I know you were supposed
to pick me up, but I was nearby.

Yeah, Tanya...

Oh, this is a bad time.

Nonsense.
I'm so glad you came by.

(laughs)
Thank you.

Well, we really ought to go.
The light for Tanya's pictures...

Will be just fine
for hours yet.

Come in, Tanya.
I have something for you.

- You do?
- Mm-hmm.

I won't keep you long. I know
young people have to run and play.

Wow!

Charles said you were nice,
and he was right. He usually is.

Oh, well, thank you.
Charles is very nice himself.

You have a very beautiful home,
Mrs. Brady.

Wow. These are beautiful figurines.

Oh, they've been in the family
for a long time.

You probably wouldn't
believe how long.

Mom, we really
ought to be going.

Soon, Charles.

Soon.

- Just a second, dear.
- (laughs)

This is beautiful.

Mmm, nice car.
Where's the Trans Am?

Oh, it's in the shop.

The Mustang belongs to...

- His mother.
- (laughs)

Wow! Those all your cats?
There's a lot of'em.

Oh, they're strays,
but we'll get rid of them.

- (gasps)
- We're good at
getting rid of pests.

There.

It finishes you somehow.

Thank you.
That's very sweet.

Oh, sweets to the sweet,
I always say. Right, Charles?

Go on now, you two.
You'll lose the light.

Mrs. Brady, it was
really nice to meet you.

- Oh, very nice to meet you.
- (door opens)

(door closes)

- This way.
- Thank you, ma'am.

This is it.

It's really beautiful here.

And so are you, Tanya.

Thank you, Charles.

Well, I better get these
out of the way right off.

Your mother's gonna want to know
some rubbing went on out here.

Me too, Charles.

Hey, wait up!

Charles?

Charles?

(laughs)
Oh, hold it.

(both laughing)

Come on.

(ducks quacking)

(laughing)

Hey, Clovis. Hey, Clovis,
what's up? You catching a nap?

- (laughing)
- (Clovis meows)

♪ There comes Johnny ♪
♪ with his pecker in his hand ♪

♪ He's a one-balled man ♪
♪ and he's off to the rodeo ♪

What are you looking at?

Oh, very nice. Gotcha.

- (laughing)
- Oh, very nice. Smile pretty.

Oh, very nice!

Oh, I'm sorry.

(both laughing)

Sorry.

No sorries.

(laughs)
Charles.

Do you really feel alone,
like the characters in your story?

'Cause I do.

I know.

It's wonderful to feel...

to feel like
you're really with someone.

- Together.
- I think we better...

Charles, shh.

You don't know me, Tanya.

But I want to.

Ow!

A little slower.

But I thought we
understood each other, Tanya.

(groaning)

(screams)
I couldn't breathe.

Isn't this the excitement
you were talking about, Tanya?

(screaming continues)

(grunts)

You're right. We do
understand each other, Tanya.

(screams)

See, this is just
how we live, Tanya.

No! (grunting)

- Tanya!
- (screaming)

It doesn't have to hurt!

Don't you get it, Tanya?

I need you.
I need you to live!

Oh, God!
Please don't k*ll me!
(sobbing)

(gasps, grunts)

Tanya.

I don't think you're entering
into the spirit of this.

Why don't you just think
of yourself as lunch?

(grunts)

(shuddering)

Charles?

- Peek-a-baby!
- (screaming)

I lied!
(laughing)

- It does have to hurt!
- (grunting)

Feed me, Tanya.
Mother's hungry.

(grunting)

(grunts)

(screaming)

Just look at this shirt!
My mother's gonna k*ll me!

Get off me! Get off!
(whimpering)

Stay away from me!

Now, Tanya, when exactly
did I lose your trust?

(grunts, gasps)

Help me!
Somebody help me!

♪ So allemande left ♪
♪ And allemande right ♪

♪ Come on, you f*ck' turkey ♪
♪ Get your right foot right ♪

♪ Get off the stage ♪
♪ You f*cking jerk ♪

♪ You know you piss me off ♪

- (quiet meowing)
- Well, well...

Hold the phone.

- (laughs) All right.
- Help me!

Please. Somebody help!
Oh, my God.

Get me out of here!
He's trying to k*ll me!

- Calm down. Tell me what happened.
- He's right behind me!

- We'll get him.
- No, you don't understand.

One thing at a time, sweetheart.
Does this guy have a name?

His name is Charles,
but he's not human. His face changed.

Get in the car! Lock it!

- We have to go. Please.
- Just calm down.

No. We both have to go.

Calm down, okay?

Everything's gonna be all right.

- (Charles grunting)
- (screaming)

(laughs)
Cop kebab.

- No!
- (laughing continues)

Isn't this fun?

(Tanya whimpering)
(grunts)

- (screams)
Get off me!
- Oh!

I don't believe you fired
a warning shot, Officer.

- (g*nsh*t)
- (screaming)

(screaming continues)
Oh, my God!

(screaming continues)

Now, where were we, Tanya?

- (screams)
- (Clovis meows, hisses)

- (meowing continues)
- (shouting)

Oh, my God.

(woman on radio)
Unit Three, Unit Three,
state your 20, come on.

Hello?
Somebody help me, please!

Andy, get with the program. Bye.

Somebody help me, please!
A policeman is dead! Please!

Please, please come.

(engine starts)
(gasps)

Please. Please come.

(meows)

(meowing continues)

(cats meowing)

(panting)

Charles.

My face is so hot.

I'm sorry, Mom. I tried.

I really, really tried.

It was the cat. You were right.

We've only got each other.

That doesn't matter.

- Save your strength.
- (winces)

- How bad is it?
- You'll be okay, honey.

But I'm afraid they'll be
coming for us soon.

(trap snaps,
cat meows)

- We can go, Mom. I'll be okay.
- No.

We've got to stay here
until you're stronger.

But I want you to help me.
Try to make yourself dim.

Will you do that for me, honey?

Go on. Try.

I can't, Mom. I can't do it.

It's all right.
I'll do it for both of us.

There's the car and the traps.

I'll take care of you.

Buddy. Buddy.

I ain't taking the rap on this.
I lock this place up every night.

It's not my fault if every pervert...

- weirdo, horny kid...
- Talk to someone in charge.

I'm busy.

Buddy. Listen.

It's not my fault if every horny kid,
weirdo, pervert comes in here.

I lock this place up.
I don't need this action.

Don't talk to me. Talk to the sheriff.

- Sheriff. Hey.
- Not now.

Okay, his name is Charles Brady,
formerly of Paradise Falls...

now living at 66 Wicker Street.

And the rest of it,
including the make and color of the car.

We came in a red car.

And it was older.

But it wasn't the Trans Am.
He took me home in a Trans Am.

It was blue.

And he left here in one.

Ok.

Listen to me!
I know I sound crazy.

You're not getting the point.
Charles isn't human.

Excuse me, miss.

Sheriff, I need to document
these bruises.

All right.

- Do you have to do this now?
- It'll just take a sec. Don't worry.

Could you turn your head, please?

(camera shutter clicking)

Thanks. And the other way, please?

Did somebody find my camera?

I took his picture in my camera.

Yes! Develop that film,
you'll have his picture.

- Get on it ASAP.
- Yeah, sure.

This is Officer Rayburn.

He's gonna run you home.

I'll have to come over later tonight
and ask you a few more questions.

Are you sure his name is Charles Brady?

That's what he said.

- Do you think he was telling the truth?
- I don't know.

He was...

He was very charming.

Take her home.

Excuse me.

(police dispatcher,
indistinct)

(Clovis meows)

Sheriff?

Yeah.

- Will you bring the cat this evening?
- What for?

The cat saved my life.

Ok.

Thank you.

Do her parents know
a class one as*ault did not occur?

Do you mean she managed to avoid
being r*ped by the b*stard? Yes.

Ok.

- Don't let her out of your sight.
- Yepper.

(cats meowing)

Here.

Drink some cold water.

- It'll make you feel better.
- (coughing)

I'm dying, Mom.

No.

My boy is not going to die.

- Not ever!
- (glass breaks)

(sirens wailing)

(sirens continue)

They're coming.

I'm going to make us dim.
I can do it.

But you have to keep perfectly quiet.

I love you.

(crying)
Quiet, Charles.

It can still be all right.

I'm scared.
(sighs)

(Ira on megaphone)
Charles Brady, if you're in there,
come out with your hands open and empty.

So scared, Mom.

I have to do us.

Keep still.

- (both crying)
- Dim.

Open up, Brady!
I'm in no mood to be polite!

Police! Hands up!

Ira, Soames,
there's nothing in the kitchen.

I told you to wait on my word.

I thought you gave it.

- A lot of cats.
- I can see that, dickhead.

- (screaming)
-(officer)
Brody, can you handle it?

- (screaming continues)
- come on.
give it a push.

Aw, sh*t.

What a Polish fire drill.
Get out of there!

Get back in the damn car.
Now! Move!

Move! Move!

Move, move!

What?

There's a cold draft.

Use one right now, could you?

(sighs)

(door creaking)

(sighs)

I'd like to set up checkpoints
in and out of town.

The perp's history by now, Ira.

He k*lled one of my men.

Look.

All you got is a hysterical girl
with a very vivid imagination.

- What about the cats?
- What about 'em, Ira?

That little girl needs
a good smack on the butt.

And if her mama and daddy
won't do it...

I'll happily volunteer.

Stay away from her, Soames.

This is the best meal I've had
since my wife passed on.

If Ira found out, he'd k*ll me.

It was already made, Deputy.

There's one more ear of corn here.
Would you like it?

Yes, ma'am.

(tongs clatter)

She's been up there
an awfully long time, honey.

- Do you think...
- She's taking a nice, hot bath.

She just needs to get clean.

(sighs)

- (gasps)
- (growls)

- (knocking)
- (gasps)

(Mr. Robertson)
Honey, is everything okay?

I'm just getting out.

Your mother's keeping supper
warm for you.

Honey?

Thanks, Daddy.

I just thought I would lie down
for a little while.

Could you call me when the sheriff
gets here with the cat?

Yeah, I will.

I love you, honey.

(whispering)
I love you, too, Daddy.

(sighing)

(door creaks)

What was that?

(footsteps)

Who's there?

Identify yourself.

Police officers.

Maybe it was the wind.

It was not the f*cking wind.

(both screaming)

You're right.
That was not the f*cking wind.

(doorbell rings)

- Who could that be?
- Let me take a peek.

State police.
Probably Soames.

Hope he don't think he's gonna
question her before Ira gets here.

- (ringing continues)
- I'll get this.

Hi, I'm Mary Brady, Charles' mother.

- Charles couldn't come himself.
- (Mrs. Robertson)
Donald, who is it?

I'll take care of it.
Just stay in the kitchen.

Look, Mrs. Brady...

But I know he wanted you
to have these flowers.

- (yells)
- (grunts)

Donald!

You have a lovely home, Mrs. Robertson.

I've had lovely homes too.
We never stay long, though.

Hey!

You stay away from them!
(grunts)

You just call your daughter for me.

- What?
- My son is badly hurt. He may be dying.

Your daughter tried to k*ll my Charles.

Good! I hope he dies.

I hope you both die.
I hope you both die and rot in hell!

He's my son, my only son!
(grunting)

(screaming)

Daddy?

Mom?

(muttering)

Mom?

Daddy?

Oh, my God. Daddy.

Get off me!

- (grunts)
- (gasps)

- This is how they came from the camera?
- That's it.

So was the camera moving?

No. See. The background
and the clothes are in focus.

Laurie, would you get that damn thing?

Look at the collar.

Sheriff's Department.

- Where's Ira?
- What's going on out there?

There's a woman here.
She says she's the Brady kid's mother.

- I think she k*lled Don Robertson.
- Slow down, Horace.

There's blood everywhere!
(gasps)

No vegetables...

no dessert.

Those are the rules.

- Horace!
- What's going on here?

Come on, Horace.
Answer the phone.

Are you there?

Answer the damn phone!

(Clovis meowing)

(meowing continues)

Get that woman over there to safety.

Hold it right there!

Put her down.

Put the girl down.

Give me back
my daughter!

- Put her down!
- (growls)

(screaming)

Oh!
(grunts)

(screams, grunts)

Get Soames!
Every man he has!

Castle Rock too!

Put her down!
Drop the g*n, lady!

Now!

(screaming)

Hello, dear.

(gasps) What's happening?

- Where are you taking me?
- To see Charles, dear.

Let go of me!

- Get in here, you b*tch!
- (screams)

(meowing continues)

Oh, my God!

(cats meowing, hissing)

(meowing continues)

(bone snaps)

(grunting)

My beautiful Charles,
Mommy's home.

See what Mommy's brought you.

(gasping)

He's dead.

Look at him. He's dead.

No! He's not dead!

He's sleeping.

Can't you see he's sleeping?

You know what I bet
he'd love to do?

You'd like to dance.

Wouldn't you, my darling?

♪♪ ("Sleepwalk" by
Santo & Johnny plays)

That's his favorite song.

Did you know that?

I said, did you know that?

Yes. He's a wonderful dancer.

But you don't have to take my word
for it. You can see for yourself.

What?

Dance with him.

- Dance with...
- With Charles.

Dance with my son.

(screaming)

Relax.

He's a wonderful dancer.

He'll lead.

(screaming continues)

There!

That's it. Dance.

(meowing continues)

- (meows)
- Clovis?

(crying, whimpering)
No, no!

Yes! Now, Charles! Now!

Good.

Good, Charles. Feed.

Suck her dry!

(grunting)

Stop! You're k*lling him!

- Die!
- (Clovis meows)

- (grunts)
- (meowing continues)

No!

(Ira) Tanya!
Get out of there!

(meowing continues)

(grunting continues)

Go!

(bone snaps)

(cat meows)

(growling)

Holy sh*t!

- Wait a minute!
- No! Come on! We got to go!

Come on, damn it!

Charles was dead, wasn't he?

He was dead, yes! Let's go!

- (hissing)
- (gasping)

- (growls)
- (screaming)

- No!
- (screaming continues)

No! No!
(screams)

Hey, Mom!

(screaming)

(yells)

Sheriff!

(meowing, screaming continue)

God, help me!

- (crying)
- (engine turning over)

(screaming)

(screaming continues)

- (grunts)
- (screaming)

You k*lled my son!
My only son!

(engine starts)

(groaning)

(crying)

(sighing)

(meows)

- Clovis.
- (meows)

It's just you and me, Clovis.

Just you and me.

♪♪ ("Boadicea" by Enya plays)