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1、A Nightmare on Elm StreetA Screenplay By: Wes CravenINT. (MONTAGE).NIGHTMARE MUSIC THEME begins as we FADE UP on a SERIES OF SHOTS all CLOSE and teasing.- - A mans FEET, in shabby work shoes, stalking through a junk bin in a dark, fire-lit, ash- dusted place. A huge BOILER ROOM is what it is, althou
2、gh we only glimpse it piecemeal. Then we SEE a MANS HAND, dirty and nail-bitten, reach INTO FRAME and pick up a piece of METAL.一 ANOTHER ANGLE as the HAND grabs a grimey WORKGLOVE and slashes at it with a straight razor, until its fingertips are off.- - CLOSE ON SAME HANDS dumping four fishing knive
3、s out of a filthy bag. Their blades are thin, curved, gleaming sharp.MORE ANGLES, EVEN CLOSER. We can HEAR the MAN，s wheezing BREATHING, but we still havent seen his face. We never will. We just SEE more metal being assembled with crude tools, into some sort of linkage - a splayed, spidery sort of a
4、pparatus, against a background light of FIRE, and a deep rushing of STEAM and HEAVY, DARK ENERGY.一一 And then we see this linage attached to the glove.- - Then the BLADES attached to all of it.一 Then the MANS HAND slips into this glove-like aparatus, filling it out and transforming it into an awesome
5、, deadly claw-hand with four razor/talons gleaming at its blackened fingertips. Suddenly the HAND arches and STRIKES FORWARD, SLASHING THROUGH a DARK CANVAS, tearingWorked like a charm.GLEN Jesus.TINA shoves another cassette in, and MICHAEL JACKSON S THRILLER blasts from the STEREO. The kids relax,
6、the CAMERA GLIDES PAST THEM TO THE WINDOW.The WIND is moving the bare TREE BRANCH outside. CAMERA PANS BACK to the comfortably threadbare room, uneasy. We see NANCY poking at a flame in the hearth as TINA comes FOREGROUND to draw the drapes.NANCYNice to have a fire.TINAReally. Turn 5 er up a little.
7、NANCY turns a nearby valve handle, and the gas fire climbs brightly over its artificial log. TINA joins her, heartened.NANCYMaybe we should call Rod, have him come over too. He might get jealous.TINARod and I are done. Hes too much of a maniac.GLENHe should join the Marines, they could make somethin
8、g out of him. like a hand grenade.TINA laughs despite hereself. NANCY brightens.NANCYSee? You，ve forgotten the bad dream. Didnt I tell you?TINA shakes her head, wishing she had forgotten.MR LANTZ takes a pull on his Bud.MR LANTZYoud think theyd have something bout the Lane kid hanging himself.MRS LA
9、NTZ walks through the room, drying her hands on a dishtowel.MRS LANTZMaybe were all making more out of it than we should.She heads upstairs. MR LANTZ pops the automatic tuner. CARSON blinks ON.CARSON (TV)I wouldnt touch that line with a ten foot pole.ED MCMAHON and the AUDIENCE laugh in delight.INT.
10、 GLENS HOUSE/UPSTAIRS CORRIDOR. NIGHT.MRS LANTZ comes along the upstairs hall and knocks gently at the closed door.MRS LANTZ Glen? you all right?She puts her ear to the door and listens.MRS LANTZ (CONTD) Glen honey?No answer.INT. GLEN5 S ROOM. NIGHT.GLEN lies sprawled across the bed, long legs flung
11、 over the end, head not visible.his mother enters. She looks at the boy, turns off the TV. Looks at him again. From this angle she can see his head, earphones crammed over it rasping their tinny noise. But no movement from the kid at all. MRS LANTZ crosses and pokes him in the ribs. GLEN lurches up,
12、 arms windmilling.GLEN Whuu?He refocuses his eyes, takes off his earphones.MRS LANTZHow can you listen to Carson and a record at the same time?GLEN swings his legs over the edge of the bed and shakes his head to clear the cobwebs.GLENWasnt listening to the tube, just watching. Miss Nude America5 s s
13、upposed to be on tonight.MRS LANTZWell how you gonna hear what she says?GLENWho cares what she says?The mother gives up.MRS LANTZYou should get ot sleep soon, Glen. Its almost midnight. Goodness knows weve all had enough of a time the last few days.GLENI will, Mom. . . in a while.You guys turning in
14、?MRS LANTZPretty soon.His MOTHER sighs and goes out, closing the door behind her. GLEN flips the TV back on and glances at the clock.INSERT OF CLOCK. If s 11:42.TIGHT ON GLENs face. He clamps the earphones back on, and turns the volume up high. The MUSIC is so loud we can hear it resonating inside h
15、is skull.CAMERA MOVES PAST GLEN to his eindow, then ZOOMS through to:EXT. ELM STREET/NANCY S HOUSE. NIGHT.CONTINUE ZOOMING into the LIGHTED window of NANCYs barred second floor bedroom andCUT TO:INT. NANCYS ROOM. NIGHTCLOSE ON MARGE, weaving on the edge of NANCY，s bed, stroking the girT s hair. NANC
16、Ys still something of a wreck, but less than MARGE.MARGEWe11 go away, take a vacation.Get your hair colored nice, the way it was. No one will ever know.(sniffs)This whole room smells of coffee, y know?She gathers up NANCYs coffee cups and empty NoDoz boxes, leans down and kisses her.MARGE (CONTD)Its
17、 all over now, baby. Thenightmare，s over. Please.NANCY nods her head, half stubborn, half sadly. She can barely keep her eyes open now.NANCYOkay.She scrunches intoher pillow. MARGE smiles haggardly and shuts off the light, taking the coffee pot with her as she leaves.NANCY (CONTD) Night-night.MARGE
18、smiles, relieved. The girl pulls the blanket around her shoulders. Her eyes flutter closed, her breathing becomes regularand deep. Once again shes the litle girl MARGE fantasizes she is.The mother tiptoes out of the room, closing the door behind her. HOLD ON NANCYs sleeping face as the DOOR CLOSES.
19、Her eyes remain closed another beat, then open wide.She quietly jumps out of bed and shakes herself savagely to scatter the sleep settling so quickly.Still in the dark, she fishes a full electric coffepot from under her bed and pours herself a fresh fix into a mug she digs from beneath her pillow. T
20、he face illuminated by the neon light on thepot is set in absolute determination.NANCY drains the cup, then crosses to her closet, retrieves a pitcher of ice water from behind a heap of clothes and splashes her eyes and the back of her neck. That done she eases open her window and presses her face t
21、o the bars, sucking in cool night airuntil every shred of sleep is gone from her brain.Then she starts pulling on clothes.INT. NANCY S IIOUSE/DOWNSTAIRS. NIGHT.ANGLE ON MARGE as she checks the lock on the backdoor. Firm.ANGLE IN THE LIVING ROOM as she pads through the darkened house, feels her way t
22、o a wall of shelves and takes down a book. Then another, and a third. Then reaches in and fishes out a bottle of gin.EXT. NANCY S HOUSE AND ELM STREET. NIGHT.The sky has gathered in greater darkness. LOW, DISTANT THUNDER rolls around the horizon like a great drum.ANGLE ON NANCY，S HOUSE from across t
23、he street. The moon glints off the barred windows. CAMERA ZOOMS to NANCYs window. The imprisoned girl hovers in the darkness behind the grill like a ghost, her eyes turned towards GLENs. Then she switches to something much CLOSER TO CAMERA ANGLE, and she draws back.REVERSE ON GLENs father, standing
24、on the front porch of his home, also in the shadows, looking straight across and up at NANCY. He draws on his cigarette; his face glows red.NANCY pulls down the shade.GLENs father grinds the cigarette beneath his shoe.MRS LANTZ Shouldn，t stare.As the man turns our SHOT WIDENS TO REVEAL MRS LANTZ.MR
25、LANTZKnow what I think? I think that kid，s some kinda lunatic.The woman spoons more sweetness into her mouth and rubs her forehead.MRS LANTZShouldnt say such a thing about the poor child. If you mean thebars, Marges just being cautious, her being alone and Nancy acting so nervous lately.The woman ri
26、ses and pulls him gently towards the living room. As he goes inside he takes one last look.MR LANTZ (CONTD)Well, she aint gonna hang around our boy no more.Once the two are inside, the door is locked.INT. NANCY，S ROOM. NIGHT.CLOSE ON NANCYs face. VERY CLOSE. Her eyes stare ahead, red- rimmed, anxiou
27、s. She picks absently at the thick bandagecoveringher forearm. The long cuts from Fred Krueger5 s fingers are bleeding agin, but she doesn，t even care anymore. Too late to sweat the small stuff. She crosse the room.On the bedside table with the nearly empty Pyrex coffee maker,theempty cup and the em
28、pty box of No-Doz, is her old fashioned alarm clock, and a phone.NANCY pours herself the last of the coffee and drinks it to the dregs, then looks to the clock.INSERT CLOCK - ten minutes to midnight.NANCYs eyes go to the door.WIDER. Fully clothed and in a jacket now, she creeps to the door and crack
29、s it, just to make sure. Then freezes.INT. HALLWAY OUTSIDE NANCY S DOOR.IN NANCY S POV though the door we see MARGE, rummaging around in the linen closet not fifteen feet away. Theres no way NANCY can get past her. The woman pulls out a full bottle of gin insatisfaction and begins fumbling with its
30、cap.INT. NANCY S ROOM. NIGHT.NANCY eases the door closed again and sinks to the key hole, watching through it with a sinking heart.NANCY(very quiet, very intense) Hang on GLEN.INT. GLENS ROOM. NIGHT.GLEN, coat now on, goes to his window, cheching.INT. ELM STREET. NIGHT.GLEN S POV - NANCY S porch is
31、deserted; front door closed, lights out. No sign of NANCY.INT. GLENS ROOM. NIGHT.GLEN shrugs, takes off his jacket and plops back onto his bed.GLENWell, r m not gonna risk sneaking out until she does.He puts the earphones back on.INT. NANCY，S ROOM. NIGHT.Absolutely frustrated, NANCY turns from the k
32、eyhole to the window.She opens the blind and eases back the curtain.EXT. ELM STREET. NIGHT.IN NANCY S POV THROUGH THE BARS we ZOOM directly across to GLENswindow.INT. GLENS ROOM. NIGHT.GLEN lies on his bed, fully clothed, earphones over his ears, CARSON droning from the TV. And the boys eyes begin t
33、o droop.INT. NANCY，S BEDROOM. NIGHT.NANCY picks up her phone, bites her lip, then begins dialing.INT. GLENS ROOM. NIGHT.TIGHT ON PHONE as it begins RINGING loudly.WIDER SHOT, revealing GLEN asleep BACKGROUND, the MUSIC still LOUD in his earphones.INT. GLENS LIVING ROOM. NIGHT.RINGING here, too, just
34、 as MR LANTZ is turning out the lights for bed. he stops in the dark, scowling.MR LANTZ Who at this hour?He refuses to turn the light back on. His wife picks her way to the telephone.MRS LANTZ Hello?(listens, frowns slightly)0h.Hold on.(covers the mouthpiece)Its her. She wants to talk to Glen.The fa
35、ther crosses to the telephone, suspicious.MR LANTZ (whispering) About what?MRS LANTZ (into phone)Whats this about, Nancy?She listens, covers up again.MRS LANTZ (CONTD) She says its private. Very private and very important.MR LANTZ grabs the telephone from his wife and barks into it.MR LANTZ Glens as
36、leep. Talk to him tomorrow!He SLAMS down the telephone with a grunt of satisfaction to his wife.MR LANTZ (CONTD) Just got to be firm with kids, is all.Then as a refinement he takes the phone off the hook and lays it on the table.INT. NANCYS ROOM. NIGHT.NANCY dials again. This time she gets a BUSY SI
37、GNAL. She slams the phone down in frustration and looks out the window.NANCYGlen. Dont fall asleep.She goes and sits on the bed, propping her chin on her fists, yawns. The TELEPHONE RINGS.NANCY snatches it up.NANCYGlen?TIGHT ON HER, ZOOMING EVEN CLOSER ON HER EAR AND THE EARPIECE as we HEAR the awfu
38、l SCRITCHING SCRAPE of STEEL FINGERKNIVES.NANCY slaps the phone down as if it were diseased - then, in pure rage, rips the things cord from the wall.Spent instantly, she puts the receiver back on the cradle and lays it on her bed, chiding herself.NANCY Brilliant. Now what if Glen calls?She wraps the
39、 phone cord around the useless machine and puts it onher bed, then sneaks back to the door. This timeshe gives an expression of relief, and opens the door. MARGE is gone.Then the TELEPHONE RINGS again.CAMERA MOVES IN ON NANCY as she turns slowly.REVERSE IN HER POV. THE TELEPHONE RINGS again, despite
40、 the fact that the end of its yanked-out cord is clearly visible. The NIGHTMARE MUSIC THEME slips right up our spines.BACK ON NANCY. She starts to shake. She goes to the telephone aswe WIDEN, unwraps it as it RINGS even louder. She s shaking so hard by now she can barely manage to lift the receiver.
41、 MOVE IN CLOSE ON HER, so close we can HEAR her teeth chattering as she brings the phone to her ear.NANCY (CONTD)Hello?The unmistakeable VOICE of FRED KRUEGER comes over the phone, garbled by time and unknown dimensions, but clear enough.KRUEGER (FILTER)TINAAll day long 1 been seeing that guys weird
42、 face, and hearing those fingernails.NANCY looks up with a flinch.NANCY Fingernails?(blinks, laughing) Thats amazing, you saying that. It made me remember the dream I had last night.TINA looks up.TINA What you dream?NANCYI dreamed about this guy in a dirty red and yellow sweater;I dream in color, yk
43、now; he walked into the room I was in, right, right through the wall, like it was smoke or something, and just stared at me. Sort of ., obscenely. Then he walked out through the wall on the other side. Like hed just come to check me out.The story has left the room deathly quiet. Especially TINA seem
44、s effected.TINA (quietly)So what about fingernails?NANCY remembers, imitating the frightful coincidence.NANCYHe scraped his fingernails along things - actually, they(triumphant) r m your boyfriend now.CLOSE ON THE MOUTHPIECE. It，s changed from a normal telephone mouthpiece to an actual mouth - Fred
45、Kruegers mouuth - and his long, slick tongue flicks out and darts into the startled girT s mouth!WIDER - as NANCY explodes from her micro-dream - absolutely mad. She jerks the telephone away from her and smashes it against her wall, then attacks it with her feet and hands, smashing it to smithereens
46、.ANGLE ON THE TELEPHONE PIECES. Normal pieces of a normal telephone.She pinches herself hard - until tears come and her flesh is nearly bleeding.NANCYr m awake, I am awake. This is not a dream! I am She stops, realizing what Krueger meant.NANCY (CONTD)My boyfriend. . . !INT. NANCY，S LIVING ROOM. NIG
47、HT.NANCY barrels down the stairs and across the darkened living room to the front door.It takes her a moment of tugging and fumbling to realize the deadbolt is locked from inside. And there5 s no key in it now.She races to a porch window and throws it open, shaking and banging on the bars like a mad
48、 woman. But theres no getting through. She staggers back, stymied and furious. Then somebody moves behind her in the dark.VOICE (OS)Locked.NANCY jumps around in shock. Her mother has posted herself on thecouch with her bottle.NANCY (furious)Give me the key, mother.MARGEI dont even have it on me, so forget it.The word is final. NANCY runs past the woman to the back door, toone