Jack The Bear Script - Dialogue Transcript

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Jack The Bear Script

 
                   
Frankenstein! Frankenstein!

 
                   
Frankenstein! Frankenstein!

 
                   
Bring him down to the village,
and let's make it home.

 
                   
I thought I knew all about monsters.

 
                   
I used to watch them late at night
on Dad's TVshow.

 
                   
After we moved to Oakland, he stopped
doing kids'shows, because he was different now.

 
                   
Everything was different.

 
                   
Now he was Al Gory,
monster of ceremonies at Midnight Shriek

 
                   
Oh, Al?

  
                   
What?
Oh, it's you again

  
                   
So, anyway, before we dig in
to our second feature...

  
                   
I have to pay a visit
to my aging mother

  
                   
She would've
wanted me to have this

  
                   
It was on real late,
way past my bedtime.

  
                   
Dad didn't let me stay up to see it, so I used
to wait for Mrs. Sampson to fall asleep...

  
                   
Hold it Hold it
I think that was a good one

  
                   
and sneak
into his bedroom to watch.

  
                   
But then I'd get scared,
alone in his room at night...

  
                   
and I wouldn't know why.

  
                   
I didn't know yet what
I was going to learn that year:

  
                   
That monsters are real.

  
                   
Whoa

  
                   
We had
sort ofjust picked up and left Syracuse...

  
                   
crossing the country,
finding a house...

  
                   
the three of us taking care
of all the grown-up stuff together.

  
                   
Here I'll get that

  
                   
- Who is it?
- I got that

  
                   
Come on, Dylan

  
                   
I guess it
could've been strange being in a new place.

  
                   
Can your dad
come out and play?

  
                   
But it didn't take long for Dad to become
a celebrity among the kids on our block.

  
                   
When's the monster
coming out?

  
                   
There's no such thing as monsters
You all know that, don't you?

  
                   
Monsters exist
only in ourselves

  
                   
They live in the darkest chambers
of our hearts

  
                   
They never actually
come out into the world...

  
                   
unless, of course, a metal light appears
in the sky, but when's the last time you saw that?

  
                   
So why don't we try and be adults
about this and run along home, okay?

  
                   
- Hey, what's that?
- Mr. Leary!

  
                   
- What?
- Look Look

  
                   
- Look.
- There it is.

  
                   
He was always
a madman for playing with kids.

  
                   
Mom used to say that was because
he was reallyjust a kid himself.

  
                   
Mr. Leary, what's this strange power
you have over our children?

  
                   
I'm the perfect monster

  
                   
And the house we found
in Oakland was perfect for playing anything...

  
                   
especially the flashlight game.

  
                   
Come on, Dylan In the closet

  
                   
But it was different now,
the way he played with us.

  
                   
It was like he had to do it.

  
                   
After the heartbreak had happened,
sometimes I wondered...

  
                   
if Dad didn't need our games
more than we did.

  
                   
Okay. Right. That's right.
This is gonna be your bass note, okay?

  
                   
Ready?

  
                   
Where's "C"? Right Great

  
                   
Great Now again

  
                   
Sorry, Mom

  
                   
Right

  
                   
Very, very nice, Jackie.

  
                   
- Hey, Jackie
- Hey

  
                   
Mom?

  
                   
Mom died last winter.

  
                   
Dylan, don't wake Dad

  
                   
Dylan and I were
still learning things you need to know...

  
                   
when you move to a new house.

  
                   
Like in our case:
Don't play in the backyard.

  
                   
If you get caught
in there, they eat you

  
                   
Out front, there was a whole
neighborhood to get to know.

  
                   
Split the difference, okay?
Put the ball right there, okay?

  
                   
Like Mr. Festinger, who always
yelled at his son Edward for being retarded.

  
                   
Edward!

  
                   
Edward, what did I tell you
about your eyes and the ball?

  
                   
Never take your eyes off the ball

  
                   
All right You almost caught it
You almost caught that one Come on Let's go

  
                   
And Dexter, who lived next door.

  
                   
My mom might be sleeping

  
                   
His parents were really his grandparents...

  
                   
because his real parents had split
from each other and from him...

  
                   
and probably from everything.

  
                   
Guess what We got company

  
                   
Let's go to my room

  
                   
Of course,
his grandparents weren't doing much better.

  
                   
Did I tell you
he was a fighting Seabee?

  
                   
No one else on our street would
let their kids play at the Mitchell's.

  
                   
Come on Let's go

  
                   
Them that are over there
That's them over there

  
                   
See? Over there
Get 'em Get 'em Get 'em

  
                   
Hey, Zombie That's right
I'm talkin' to you

  
                   
The next time your dog
defecates on my lawn, he's dead, pal

  
                   
Goddamn son of a...

  
                   
And then there was Norman the Zombie...

  
                   
who mangled one ofhis legs
in a terrible accident as a teenager...

  
                   
when he crashed his T-Bird
into an ice cream truck.

  
                   
He'd fixed up the car
and kept it on blocks in his driveway...

  
                   
washing it every day.

  
                   
You know, inside that cane
is a sword

  
                   
- I've seen it
- And he attacked Mr Festinger one night with a tree branch

  
                   
Hit him
right over the head with it

  
                   
He also blinded his own dog
with a rock

   
                   
You ever look at it?
Looks like a dead marble

   
                   
- Oh, God!
- He's coming for us

   
                   
Get down. Get down, Dig!
Get down. Dig! Dig!

   
                   
Dig, he's comin'!

   
                   
Is Norman gonna get us?

   
                   
He's not gonna get us

   
                   
He killed his parents You ever
seen 'em over there in a long time?

   
                   
- I've never seen 'em
- You used to, walkin'around behind the curtains.

   
                   
I'm not going to go look
That's for sure

   
                   
Maybe we should.

   
                   
- I'll get it.
- No. I wanna do it myself.

   
                   
- Well, don't fall
- Okay, kids Get to bed

   
                   
- See? I can reach it.
- Don't give Ms Sampson a heart attack

   
                   
- What's up, Jackie Bear?
- Uh, nothin'

   
                   
We're gonna have a lot of fun
at the studio tomorrow

   
                   
But as for now, it's off to work

   
                   
Buyin'a new car doesn't have to give you
a headache, not if you go to East Bay Dodge.

   
                   
Ah My old friend,
Psycho Ward Cleaver

   
                   
Put that thing down, Psycho,
and we'll go for a test drive

   
                   
You know, Psycho, this
beautiful Dodge Challenger is loaded

   
                   
- Air-conditioning Power
steering Blood bucket seats - Ooh!

   
                   
Michael, wait up Michael

   
                   
Quiet Quiet

   
                   
Shh, shh-shh

   
                   
- What do we do now?
- Let's go

   
                   
- We got it?
- Come on

   
                   
What are you doing? What
are you doing? What are you doing?

   
                   
- Norman is gonna kill you
- Spray anywhere

   
                   
Jackie, wake up
We gotta go downstairs

   
                   
He said
he'd cut his foot investigating a noise...

   
                   
outside his house.

   
                   
I couldn't figure out
why he didn't tell Dad the rest.

   
                   
He must not have too many good friends
if he had to come to us

   
                   
in his time of need

   
                   
He has a sword in that cane

   
                   
Really?

   
                   
Yeah And he attacked Mr Festinger
one night with a tree branch

   
                   
Really?

   
                   
Wonder why
he didn't use his sword

   
                   
I guess that's when it all started.

   
                   
I just didn't realize till later
that the trouble wasn't only with Norman.

   
                   
Uh-oh Me spill

   
                   
Who let this brat
into my crypt?

   
                   
Spaghetti Bolognese? Now, how do you
expect me to clean up this mess?

   
                   
This oughta do the trick

   
                   
Don't move, Dylan
Hang in there Okay Cut

   
                   
Camera one, lock it off
All right You can move now

   
                   
- Peggy, take his clothes off.
- Come here

   
                   
- Hi, Peggy
- Here you go, Jack Hang onto that

   
                   
One day you're gonna like the girls doin'this.
Jack, don't you wanna be in the commercial?

   
                   
No way
I have friends that watch this show

   
                   
- Give me the clothes, Peggy Put 'em right here
- Yep

   
                   
- John, can I see you for a second?
- Now, Gordon?

   
                   
- John, can I see you for a second?
- Now, Gordon?

   
                   
Right now
Do you mind?

   
                   
All right
Well, let's take five

   
                   
What? What?
You canceling the show?

   
                   
No, no I love the show
I love the commercials I love everything

   
                   
- You gonna give me more bread?
- Look.

   
                   
I've been fightin'as hard as I can for you,
but they're pinnin'me to the mat.

   
                   
It seems they have a problem with
your Psycho Ward Cleaver character

   
                   
They think he's in bad taste

   
                   
- Why? Because he has multiple head wounds?
- Who knows?

   
                   
So just think of another character

   
                   
Is this a suggestion
or a nonnegotiable demand?

   
                   
It's a...
It's just a phone call

   
                   
- They make a phone call, and you roll over
- Don't worry

   
                   
Your dad can always
calm Gordon down

   
                   
- You're layin' down on me
- Course I am

   
                   
What? These people say "Shit,"
and you say, "What color?"

   
                   
All right Give me the jug Peggy, run out
and round up a bucket of dog vomit

   
                   
We'll throw it on the rug
All right Come on

   
                   
Mom always said
Dad bristled when he got mad.

   
                   
And some people
made him madder than others.

   
                   
Grandma! Grandma!

   
                   
- Grandma! Grandma!
- Hi. Ooh, look at him!

   
                   
Maybe that's
where the trouble really came from.

   
                   
- Look who's here
- Oh, my goodness golly.

   
                   
Ooh-ooh-ooh!

   
                   
- Hi
- Come on

   
                   
How are you? Hi, John

   
                   
- Whoa Look at that!
- Hey For you

   
                   
Long ago in Hollywood, Mom's parents...

   
                   
were put on a blacklist
they kept for Communists.

   
                   
Though no one ever proved they carried
the cards, which is the way you could tell.

   
                   
- Lincoln Steffens Thank you, Grandma
- You're welcome

   
                   
A great man, Jack

   
                   
Someone stays with you and your brother
while your dad's at work?

   
                   
- Mrs Sampson
- Uh-huh

   
                   
- An older woman?
- Uh-huh

   
                   
I could tell he was
tryin'to get me to rat on Dad...

   
                   
the way his friends
ratted on him long ago.

   
                   
Fishing with red bait for something
he could hold against Dad to his grave.

   
                   
Is he laying off the sauce?

   
                   
Uh-huh

   
                   
You know, it doesn't
help make things better, John... only worse

   
                   
Couldn't resist, could you, Syd?

   
                   
Tsk

   
                   
- Didn't help your marriage much
- Sydney

   
                   
- Is this why you came here?
- No I came to see my grandchildren

   
                   
Then what are you doin'
talkin' to me?

   
                   
You leave the children with strangers.

   
                   
What's even worse... on their own.

   
                   
I pay a responsible woman
to look after them.

   
                   
- What the hell else do you want me to do?
- Don't use that tone

   
                   
- You're talking about your own children's welfare, for God's sakes
- John

   
                   
- John, listen We all want the same thing
- I'm not gonna discuss this

   
                   
Fine. You keep drinking,
you lose this job like you lost the others...

   
                   
and we'll go to court
and take those kids.

   
                   
Tell you what, Syd:
Over my dead body How's that?

   
                   
That's when
you can have my boys

   
                   
They left that night.

   
                   
Dad? Aren't you
gonna take Dylan to school?

   
                   
It's Dylan's first day

   
                   
Dylan, let's go!

   
                   
- What are you doing?
- My shoes

   
                   
Dylan

   
                   
Dylan! Do you want the dogs?

   
                   
I want Daddy

   
                   
- Daddy's asleep
- I want Daddy take me to school

   
                   
Daddy! Daddy!

   
                   
Come on Come on
We live around here

   
                   
I want Daddy
Where's Mommy?

   
                   
"Where's Mommy?"
Listen, Dylan

   
                   
- You have to go in there, okay?
- No

   
                   
They'll be nice
You have to You have to go

   
                   
Okay? Come on
I'll pick you up later

   
                   
Now, go You have to go

   
                   
Go

   
                   
Japanese poetry is a drama.
It's about life and death.

   
                   
- It's...
- Um, sorry I'm late I had to...

   
                   
It's okay. Have a seat.

   
                   
That's right. No desks. Join us.

   
                   
- You have a desk
- Table

   
                   
- Wanna sit at it?
- No, sir

   
                   
No "sir" either

   
                   
The name's Vince

   
                   
Hi, Jack

   
                   
I know about your mom

   
                   
So We have a lot
of things for each of you to try

   
                   
Besides the electrical experiments
and the herb garden

   
                   
there's a "learning to communicate
your feelings" workshop I'll be teaching

   
                   
Oh, Jesus!

   
                   
Ohh

   
                   
That's very nice.

   
                   
There you go.
Hold onto my hand.

   
                   
Throw your ball. Throw your ball.

   
                   
Throw your ball!

   
                   
- Can I help you?
- Yeah

   
                   
Actually, uh, I was supposed
to drop off my son today

   
                   
I was detained, and, uh, I just came by
to see if he was okay

   
                   
- How old is he?
- He's three It's his first day

   
                   
Okay. Take it easy.

   
                   
Ifhe's doing all right,
maybe you should let him be.

   
                   
It might be harder ifhe sees you.

   
                   
He's a good kid

   
                   
I'm gonna go

   
                   
Get back in here.

   
                   
- Is there a fire?
- No

   
                   
It's that lady in there
The kid came home and found her

   
                   
She's barely alive There must be
a square yard of pill bottles in that place

   
                   
- Dexter, is your mom sick?
- No

   
                   
She's just not moving

   
                   
I knew right away, when I saw Dexter
coming home from school with his lunch pail.

   
                   
He looked like an angel or a girl...

   
                   
his face all soft
and rosy and sweet.

   
                   
My mom's dead

   
                   
Did you hear
about Dexter's mom?

   
                   
Yeah

   
                   
Dylan, no! Dylan

   
                   
You wearin' those
to school or what?

   
                   
The weeks went by, and fall came...

   
                   
with cold mornings,
like in Syracuse.

   
                   
Things had started to change. There was
even a girl at school who started talking to me.

   
                   
Hi, Jack

   
                   
Hi, Karen

   
                   
She was what my dad
called 'a long drink of water. '

   
                   
I wanted to tell you that I really liked
what you wrote for the poets' corner

   
                   
I thought it showed great sensitivity

   
                   
- It did?
- Yeah

   
                   
Thanks

   
                   
I figured I was really lame, because I knew...

   
                   
there was something I should do about
the situation, and I didn't know what it was.

   
                   
Would you like to come to my house
for some Hungarian goulash

   
                   
Friday night
at about  :   pm?

   
                   
Sure

   
                   
Oh

   
                   
Great

   
                   
- Yes! She said yes!
- All right

   
                   
- So I told her goulash
- Great I'll make my famous goulash

   
                   
- Really?
- Of course

   
                   
Maybe we should invite somebody, so it's not just
her surrounded by three men What do you think?

   
                   
- Who?
- I don't know Maybe Peggy

   
                   
I know it was stupid,
but I found myself wishing...

   
                   
Mom could somehow fly back
into the world.

   
                   
It's up to you, Jack
Whatever you want

   
                   
- Yeah No That'd be great
- Great This is great

   
                   
- Should I button it?
- We're casual tonight, right?

   
                   
- So you're saying I shouldn't button it?
- It looks good like that

   
                   
- Only you need a sweater It's raining
- I don't have any sweaters!

   
                   
- What time is it?
- You got plenty of sweaters.

   
                   
- Dad, I have to leave
- Relax. Try on a sweater.

   
                   
- Nothing goes!
- This goes

   
                   
I have to get out of here I'm taking this

   
                   
- That's good. It's clear. It doesn't clash.
- I'm going, okay? Good-bye

   
                   
Don't you want me to iron that for you?
Aren't you interested in what I'm gonna wear?

   
                   
What am I gonna wear?

   
                   
- Would you like a V  juice?
- V  juice? Sure

   
                   
- You must beJack.
- You must be Mrs Morris

   
                   
- Karen should be right down
- Okay

   
                   
I was afraid
they were gonna ask about my family...

   
                   
and I'd have to tell them about Mom.

   
                   
There you go, Jack.

   
                   
Thank you

   
                   
And then they'd have
to say, 'We're sorry to hear about that. '

   
                   
And then I'd have to say,
'That's all right. You didn't know. '

   
                   
And then there'd be that awful silence
where there'd be nothing else to say.

   
                   
- So, Jack, tell us about your...
- Hi, Jack.

   
                   
Hi

   
                   
- What happened here?
- Nobody knows

   
                   
They just showed up one day

   
                   
Hi, Dad This is Karen

   
                   
- Oh, how are you, Karen?
- Hi, Mr Leary

   
                   
It's very nice
to meet you, Karen

   
                   
Peggy Etinger, this is my son Jack Leary
and his friend Karen Morris

   
                   
- Hi
- Karen, this is my friend Peggy Etinger and my son Dylan

   
                   
Dylan, this is your brother's friend
Karen Morris, and your brother, who you know

   
                   
Jack, this is your brother Dylan, who
you know, and my friend Peggy Etinger

   
                   
Does anybody know who's playin' in there?
That's Glenn Miller

   
                   
Okay Here we go It's time you kids
learned classical music Very nice

   
                   
- Thank you, Peggy
- You're welcome

   
                   
At last
the goulash you've all been waiting for

   
                   
- I want my goulash! I want my goulash!
- I'll serve

   
                   
I'll do it Thank you, my dear
You may have your goulash

   
                   
All right You do...
the goulash I do the wine

   
                   
- The goulash!
- Great year for Welch's

   
                   
- Tasty goulash Eat that all up
- For you

   
                   
- Excuse me Pardon me
- So, Mr Leary, Jack tells me you used to have a kids' show

   
                   
He told you that, eh?
Thank you very much

   
                   
- Miss Etinger, a little goulash?
- Come on, Dad

   
                   
All right
You broke my arm

   
                   
Hi, boys and girls
Are you here for kids' stuff?

   
                   
Well, hold your horses
and tie up your dragonflies

   
                   
because today
we're gonna talk about colors!

   
                   
Red, green, blue,
orange, chartreuse!

   
                   
- Dad was really on.
- 'Goulash, John? '

   
                   
'Don't mind if I do-yash. '

   
                   
- Heart
- Heart Yeah

   
                   
Don't call clubs
Don't call clubs

   
                   
Don't call clubs Karen
Karen, look at my eyes Look at me

   
                   
Don't call clubs
Don't call clubs

   
                   
- Don't call clubs Don't call clubs Don't call clubs
- Clubs!

   
                   
Don't call clubs!
Oh, clubs! Ohh

   
                   
Oh, no Clubs
She called clubs

   
                   
No clubs

   
                   
- That ain't a club. No.
- He was like an artist.

   
                   
Only what he was creating
was the perfect evening.

   
                   
She called...
She called clubs

   
                   
- She called clubs.
And it was all for Karen and me.

   
                   
- In the closet There's a secret passageway
- Coming!

   
                   
- Where are you?
- Come on Let's go

   
                   
As we come...
Where are you?

   
                   
Are you in here? No?

   
                   
Ha! Back off

   
                   
Up the stairs we come

   
                   
Someday, if I ever get that far...

   
                   
maybe I'll be able
to do the same thing for my son.

   
                   
Where the hell are those kids?

   
                   
- It was great meetin' you I'm glad you came
- It's so nice to meet you

   
                   
- All right
- Nice to meet you

   
                   
- It was nice to meet you too
- Bye

   
                   
See you later Okay

   
                   
- Good night, Dad
- Good night

   
                   
- You want me to drive you? You want a ride?
- No Good night

   
                   
Good night, Dad.

   
                   
I was being sincere
It really was a lovely evening

   
                   
I hope there will be more

   
                   
Do you wanna come in?

   
                   
Well

   
                   
good night

   
                   
Good night

   
                   
- I don't know
what it was... maybe the rain...

   
                   
but after that night, everything
just started falling into place.

   
                   
All right.
We got 'em. We got 'em.

   
                   
The Oakland A's made it to the Series,
and we sat glued to the set for all seven games.

   
                   
- Two down
- Two down!

   
                   
- And here we are...
- Oh, no! It's Pete Rose, Dad!

   
                   
- No sweat. No sweat.
- And on that last fly ball...

   
                   
- Come on! Come on!
- We were on our feet, because we were champs.

   
                   
- Whoa, yes! Yes!
- Play ball!

   
                   
Yes! Yes!

   
                   
A's, A's, A's, A's, A's, A's, A's, A's!

   
                   
Whoo!

   
                   
A's, A's!

   
                   
See, Jack? We bring luck
wherever we go

   
                   
A's, A's, A's, A's!

   
                   
Whoa, Cookie Monster!
Whoa, Cookie Monster!

   
                   
One bag of cookies
One bag One bag

   
                   
- Daddy!
- Okay Okay Let me...

   
                   
I'm gonna let you
in on a little secret: My tongue grows.

   
                   
So from time to time

   
                   
I have to nip a little off

   
                   
like this

   
                   
Ah Blech!

   
                   
There
That's much better, don't you think?

   
                   
Jack!

   
                   
Jack!

   
                   
Jack!

   
                   
Hey, Dexter

   
                   
You like television?

   
                   
Dad always went all out for Halloween.

   
                   
But later that night,
he went too far.

   
                   
Come on, Jackie. Open the door.

   
                   
What are you tryin'to tell me?
You're too old to run around in a costume?

   
                   
- How do you think that makes me feel?
- So don't wear one then

   
                   
- No one's making you
- I like wearing one.

   
                   
- Well, good
- Jackie, come on. It's Halloween.

   
                   
You can wear a costume
and still be dignified. Look at me.

   
                   
- Trick or treat
- Trick or treat

   
                   
All right, Mr Adult The candy cauldron's
right here by the door

   
                   
If you run out, there's more
in the cupboard by the fridge

   
                   
If you run out of that,
there's always the change jar

   
                   
Okay, Charles Let's go and leave
your brother to reflect on his lost childhood

   
                   
Here you go
Hold that bag

   
                   
Come on now
Do not fall

   
                   
- My little brother's a clown
- Where is he?

   
                   
Hi, Jack Trick or treat

   
                   
Hi, Katie
Hello, Edward

   
                   
We saw your dad down the street.
He's dressed like a big rabbit.

   
                   
- I know
- Well, bye

   
                   
Hi, Mike

   
                   
- You recognize me?
- Sure

   
                   
Man, you're full of it
You real... You recognize me?

   
                   
- Bye, Michael
- What? Okay, okay Wait

   
                   
- What are you supposed to be?
- Me?

   
                   
- You
- Myself

   
                   
You're... You're
gettin' strange, man

   
                   
- Hello?
- Hello, sir It's Jack Leary Is Karen there?

   
                   
Uh, no, she's not here
She went to the party with her friends

   
                   
- What party?
- Big Halloween party

   
                   
- Oh
- Want me to tell her you called?

   
                   
- No That's okay
- You sure?

   
                   
- Thank you
- Okay

   
                   
Trick or treat, Jack

   
                   
Trick or treat, Jack

   
                   
Dexter, where'd you get the...

   
                   
Thanks

   
                   
How'd I do?

   
                   
Wow Huh?

   
                   
Not a bad haul, considering I had to lug
your brother halfway around the neighborhood

   
                   
- Dad
- Jackie, where would Dexter get a Nazi uniform?

   
                   
- Norman gave it to him
- He probably was dressed as a bus driver

   
                   
- Yeah, but, Dad, he went like this
- Don't do that in this house

   
                   
What are we gonna do about it?

   
                   
That's Mrs Sampson

   
                   
Dad

   
                   
How you doin', Norman?

   
                   
What? Are you out
trick-or-treatin'?

   
                   
No. I'm taking this opportunity
to collect contributions...

   
                   
for state assembly
candidate Elder Maclntyre.

   
                   
Mr Maclntyre is
a former law enforcement officer

   
                   
I know who he is

   
                   
Because

   
                   
I grew up on this street

   
                   
- Excuse me?
- When I was a kid, you didn't see them around.

   
                   
- They kept their distance.
- "They"?

   
                   
The niggers and theJews

   
                   
Ohh. 'They. '

   
                   
Mr Maclntyre can help us

   
                   
but he needs our help

   
                   
- Anything you could spare
would be greatly appreciated

   
                   
Halloween is my favorite holiday
I love seein' their costumes

   
                   
- What did you go as?
- A bunny

   
                   
Well, all right
Excuse me, sir

   
                   
- Mrs Sampson
- Hi, Jackie

   
                   
Hi, Mrs. Sampson.

   
                   
As one white man
to another

   
                   
I moved across the street
from a goddamned nazi

   
                   
Oh, my God!
"Niggers and Jews"

   
                   
Excuse me, Mrs Sampson

   
                   
- You're notJewish, are you?
- No I'm a Jehovah's Witness

   
                   
- Sorry about this, Mrs Sampson
- Don't worry, honey.

   
                   
Nothing you can do about it

   
                   
Elder Maclntyre

   
                   
Milltown...

   
                   
Dad showed Invasion of the Body
Snatchers that night, his favorite movie.

   
                   
He said it was really about all the stupid people
who worried that Communists...

   
                   
were gonna
take over the country.

   
                   
And all the towns around us It's a
malignant disease spreading through the country

   
                   
I don't wanna alarm you

   
                   
but check out
what this movie is really about.

   
                   
Pods from outer space?

   
                   
Some small town
called Santa Rita?

   
                   
This is your town

   
                   
He was drunk, not pretending.

   
                   
I could tell by his half-closed eyes
and the slow way he moved.

   
                   
Look again at that man across the street,
watering his lawn

   
                   
- Go to two
- Two's off the set.

   
                   
Or that woman
climbing out of her Pontiac

   
                   
Carrying her grocery bags

   
                   
- How big is that nose?
- Dad, don't do this

   
                   
Who are these people moving in?

   
                   
Niggers?

   
                   
Jews? Commie bastards?

   
                   
Shit

   
                   
You turn around,
and one day, there they are

   
                   
If you don't wanna
think about it, don't...

   
                   
but if you're smart...

   
                   
- Oh, my God
- you'll join me

   
                   
and candidate

   
                   
for assembly
Elder Maclntyre...

   
                   
- Cut him off
- Anything you can spare...

   
                   
- Cut him off now
- will be greatly appreciated

   
                   
Thank you
for your kind attention.

   
                   
Sieg heil.

   
                   
Get ready
to send them out

   
                   
He was really big up close.

   
                   
I knew it was wrong, but I thought
of dragging him over to Festinger's lawn.

   
                   
I figured I'd leave a trail...

   
                   
or someone coming out
of their house to get their paper...

   
                   
would look over and see me.

   
                   
If I could do it all over again,
I would've rolled him there if I had to.

   
                   
Absolutely.

   
                   
Dad

   
                   
Where was I?

   
                   
Dad?

   
                   
Martini, like Daddy

   
                   
The vet said poison,
and we were the prime suspects.

   
                   
No matter where Cheyenne was poisoned,
stumbling around, coughing his guts out...

   
                   
it was our front yard
he finally crashed on.

   
                   
- What the heck do you want me to do, Jackie?
- Tell him we didn't do it

   
                   
- He doesn't think we did it
- Dad, after last night?

   
                   
Uh, Norman, hi

   
                   
Uh I came over here
to apologize to you

   
                   
I did a very mean-spirited thing
on my show last night

   
                   
I don't know if you saw it.

   
                   
I was drunk
I know that's no excuse

   
                   
I don't know
what you're talking about

   
                   
I didn't kill your dog, Norman

   
                   
I'm sorry that somebody did

   
                   
I didn't poison your dog,
Norman

   
                   
If you knew me better,
you'd know it's not my style

   
                   
I'd have shot him

   
                   
For those of you
whose brains aren't totally withered...

   
                   
here's a startling demonstration.

   
                   
My old friend
Psycho Ward Cleaver will do the honors

   
                   
Take 'em away, Psycho

   
                   
- Not enough blood
- That's plenty

   
                   
Hey, I finally found The Beast
with a Million Eyes.

   
                   
Ooh We'll put it on Friday night
with Mr. Sardonicus.

   
                   
- Okay
- John

   
                   
John?

   
                   
- I think you need some time off
- What?

   
                   
You need a break
Last night was too much, John

   
                   
- Do I get to decide how long a break I need?
- No

   
                   
So you're firing me? Is that
what you're saying? You're firing me?

   
                   
- Don't press it, John
- Well, I wanna press it I think I should press it

   
                   
I'll take a week off

   
                   
What turned your motor on?

   
                   
Look, Jack I think it would be best
if we began seeing other people

   
                   
I mean, we can still be friends

   
                   
I'm just too young to tie myself
to one guy, Jack

   
                   
Where did you hear this?
On television?

   
                   
It's just the way I feel

   
                   
I didn't know why
Dad stopped going to work.

   
                   
I asked him ifhe was looking for a newjob,
and he wouldn't even talk about it.

   
                   
It wasn't like he had
changed in any way.

   
                   
- I don't know. Maybe
we werejust growing apart.

   
                   
- So what's the story?
- No story

   
                   
Did you see any other fathers
acting like seals?

   
                   
- Somebody had to do it
- Could you ever just stop for, like, one minute?

   
                   
I need to know if you plan on
being Bozo the Clown your whole life

   
                   
Listen to this Who's the father
and who's the son here?

   
                   
I don't know

   
                   
- Open the goddamn door, Dylan
- It's locked.

   
                   
I know it's locked
You locked it Now unlock it

   
                   
- I don't know how.
- Then turn off the goddamn water

   
                   
- I don't know how.
- Turn those goddamn knobs

   
                   
- I don't know how.
- Goddamn it!

   
                   
Goddamn it!

   
                   
- I said, come on!
- No!

   
                   
No!

   
                   
No, Jack No! No!

   
                   
No, Jack! Please, no!

   
                   
Now, you stay there!
Stay there!

   
                   
Jack!

   
                   
Thank you, Jack

   
                   
I was beginning
to wonder if the awful reprisals...

   
                   
we expected from Norman
weren't coming instead from ourselves...

   
                   
from the darkest chambers,
as Dad said, of our hearts.

   
                   
I'll pay you a nickel to watch my brother a while

   
                   
Uh-huh

   
                   
Jack the Bear had real long hair

   
                   
Takes some steps
Ain't gettin' nowhereJack the Bear

   
                   
Jack the Bear!
Yes! He is Jack...

   
                   
Surprise! Happy birthday!

   
                   
Whoa, whoa, whoa.

   
                   
Hey, Jackie
What's the matter? Hmm?

   
                   
- They all saw me singing
- So?

   
                   
- Well, they're laughing about it
- Oh, no, they aren't

   
                   
They're laughing because
they're at a party They're happy

   
                   
- Jackie Bear
- Don't touch me

   
                   
Get out of my room

   
                   
Get out of my room now!
Get out!

   
                   
- Where's Dylan?
- He's gone

   
                   
Where?

   
                   
- Where?
- There, in the street

   
                   
My brother doesn't
go in the street

   
                   
Look, man, my brother is my responsibility
Now, where the hell is he?

   
                   
Does this mean
I don't get to keep the nickel?

   
                   
You want to die?
Talk! Talk! Talk!

   
                   
- Norman
- Norman what? Norman what?

   
                   
- Come on! Tell me now!
- He took him in a car

   
                   
Norman's car's
right there, idiot!

   
                   
It doesn't even have a motor!

   
                   
Hey!

   
                   
- What car?
- Another car A white car

   
                   
You're supposed
to be watching him!

   
                   
He's your brother
Please get off of me

   
                   
- I'll get off you if you swear that you won't run away
- I swear!

   
                   
- I'll kill you if you run away!
- I swear

   
                   
Hey!

   
                   
Ow!

   
                   
Where's my brother?

   
                   
I need the police
It's an emergency

   
                   
I need them to come
to my house right now

   
                   
It was like a dream...

   
                   
where your legs keep moving,
but you can't get anywhere.

   
                   
I knew I should be finding him,
but I didn't know where...

   
                   
or who to ask,
or what to do.

   
                   
- What's the trouble, Jack?
- Norman kidnapped my brother

   
                   
Dexter saw it,
but he wouldn't tell me what happened

   
                   
What? Hey, Dexter!

   
                   
Get over here!

   
                   
Get over here

   
                   
- Tell me, boy, or I'll whale you!
- Ow!

   
                   
Hey, Mitchell,
what the hell are you doing?

   
                   
- None of your business. Shut up!
- Don't tell me to shut up

   
                   
I'll put your head through the window
of that ugly camper Don't tell me to shut up

   
                   
- It's none of your business!
- Anything that happens on this block is my business!

   
                   
- What're you hittin' the kid for?
- You got your nose in everybody's business.

   
                   
- This is my family.
- What the hell's going on here?

   
                   
- Leave the kid alone.
- My brother was kidnapped!

   
                   
Are you the person who called?

   
                   
- I was in the house, and he's supposed to be watching him
- Tell him what you saw!

   
                   
- He was kidnapped by Norman Strick
- There's the father

   
                   
White car.

   
                   
Sir?

   
                   
I'm sorry to have to tell you, but we believe
one of your sons has been kidnapped.

   
                   
Norman Strick,
that son of a bitch, took Dylan away in a car.

   
                   
Dexter, tell him what Norman did.

   
                   
I just need some information from you, sir.

   
                   
We'll start the search...
Sir?

   
                   
Look, who is this man
who took him away?

   
                   
His name is Norman Strick

   
                   
He lives right over there.

   
                   
How are you doin', son?

   
                   
It was getting to be his bedtime.

   
                   
All I could think was that Norman was just
gonna pull up any second with Dylan...

   
                   
just pull up outside
with an ice cream cone.

   
                   
No!

   
                   
Mr. Festinger
thought he'd died and gone to heaven.

   
                   
He threatened me once
with a tree branch

   
                   
The man belongs in an institution
I think he's a nazi

   
                   
He was the real poisoner of Cheyenne.

   
                   
Why didn't Norman steal Edward?

   
                   
Ten seconds, John.

   
                   
Nine, eight, seven, six...

   
                   
five, four...

   
                   
John, you're on.

   
                   
Yesterday at  :   pm

   
                   
my son

   
                   
was taken by this man

   
                   
His name is Norman Strick.

   
                   
He's in his late   s

   
                   
Walks with a cane

   
                   
He was...

   
                   
He took him
in a white car

   
                   
My name is DetectiveJohn Marker
with the Oakland Police Department

   
                   
We're asking your help
in locating this missing child

   
                   
His name is Dylan Leary.
He's three and a half years old.

   
                   
Dad?

   
                   
We're at a crossroads

   
                   
Can you feel it?

   
                   
It's dark down there...

   
                   
and there are things
nobody...

   
                   
wants to meet in the dark

   
                   
Whether we'll come out
on the other side

   
                   
hating everything

   
                   
and everybody...

   
                   
I don't know

   
                   
The same argument
over and over and over again!

   
                   
- It's like a broken record!
- I feel like I'm raising three children and not two.

   
                   
I'm a child, is that it?
I don't provide for this family?

   
                   
- I don't bring my money home?
- You're not listening to me!

   
                   
I don't give you a good life here? Huh?
What are you talking about?

   
                   
- I can't take it.
- You can't take it anymore? Then get the hell out!

   
                   
Hello

   
                   
Yes, this is Mr Leary

   
                   
An accident?

   
                   
Is she okay?
Where is she?

   
                   
Is she... Is she okay?

   
                   
Well, tell me if she's okay.
Is she okay?

   
                   
Tell me if my wife is okay!
Is she okay?

   
                   
Is she okay?

   
                   
Jack! Jack!
They found Dylan He's alive

   
                   
Excuse me! Excuse me
I'm looking for my son

   
                   
He was lost, he was found, he's small

   
                   
He's down that way
to your right, Mr Leary

   
                   
Buddy Hi, buddy

   
                   
Are we allowed
to kiss him?

   
                   
Yeah Kiss him

   
                   
They found him
in the woods by the Piedmont Reservoir.

   
                   
Not molested, the doctor said.

   
                   
Just abandoned,
left to die in the mud by a creek.

   
                   
I, myself,
would have died of terror...

   
                   
alone in the woods,
in the night, in the rain...

   
                   
with monsters all around.

   
                   
Norman had disappeared
off the face of the Earth...

   
                   
and Dylan had stopped talking...

   
                   
From the trauma, they said.

   
                   
After three days
and still no words...

   
                   
the doctors decided
maybe he should come home...

   
                   
where familiar objects
might give him security.

   
                   
We're home

   
                   
- Hi
- Hey, partner

   
                   
Oh! Look at that

   
                   
- Well, here I am Where cookies?
- Here are the cookies!

   
                   
Who's that? Is that Big Bird? No.

   
                   
Who's that? Is that Cookie Monster?
Me want cookie!

   
                   
Is that Cookie, huh, Dylan?

   
                   
And now observe as I...

   
                   
I don't wanna call you Vince! I feel like
you're a teacher if I call you Mr Buccini!

   
                   
You have every right
to be upset, Jack

   
                   
Then please just leave me alone,
and stop persecuting me!

   
                   
I couldn't get back
into the whole school thing.

   
                   
The place is a mental institution.

   
                   
But what I didn't understand
is how could a person like me...

   
                   
who's always been loved,
hate so much?

   
                   
John

   
                   
- I'm so sorry, John
- Yeah

   
                   
- Are you okay?
- I'm okay.

   
                   
How's the baby?

   
                   
Hi, sweetheart

   
                   
You remember Grandma?

   
                   
We've been sleeping
together in here

   
                   
It broke

   
                   
That oughta do it

   
                   
Goddamn it
Goddamn it!

   
                   
Dylan, I'm not mad at you, honey
I'm mad at the bed

   
                   
- Don't make him afraid of his own bed, John
- Shut up!

   
                   
Dylan Come to Daddy

   
                   
John!

   
                   
John.

   
                   
Come on.
That's not gonna solve anything.

   
                   
Where is he?

   
                   
Where is your son?

   
                   
- Where is he?
- For God's sake, John!

   
                   
They're responsible!
They raised him! They're guilty!

   
                   
Go out of here! He's gone away
He's gone somewhere else

   
                   
Jackie

   
                   
My heart's beginning to beat
with the monster's heart

   
                   
Everything in L.A.
Was big and bright, except their house.

   
                   
It was small and dark,
and Grandpa smelled like it...

   
                   
or it smelled like him.

   
                   
Now, tell me why you did that

   
                   
- To get away from your bishop
- Ah, but look

   
                   
You have to be on your guard
every minute, Jack

   
                   
The other guy always has a trick
up his sleeve

   
                   
Checkmate

   
                   
Tell me why you did that.

   
                   
You don't know why?

   
                   
You just moved
without thinking?

   
                   
Maybe you should
let me win once

   
                   
Let you win? Why?
What would that accomplish?

   
                   
I don't know

   
                   
I'll teach you to win, Jack
I won't let you win

   
                   
That would be wrong
You'd regret that later on

   
                   
You know,
what you moved into

   
                   
is called the Devil's Crossroads

   
                   
I would take this piece,
and you've got yourself blocked here...

   
                   
Dad would let me win!

   
                   
I'm sure he would

   
                   
He wouldn't be obvious about it,
but I'd probably know he was doing it

   
                   
He'd make a big deal out of it

   
                   
He'd protest the game
He'd yell and moan about it

   
                   
He'd tell everyone he was robbed
and demand a rematch

   
                   
It would go on for days

   
                   
Then I'd like to play chess

   
                   
and I would have learned
the Devil's Crossroads because of him

   
                   
I'm sorry, Elizabeth

   
                   
Just tell me
what I gotta do, Gordon

   
                   
Just tell me
what you want me to do, and I'll do it

   
                   
You want to change the show, we'll change it.
We'll make it a kiddie show.

   
                   
- No
- We'll make it light We'll make it bright

   
                   
- No No!
- Why not?

   
                   
- We'll make it a talk show
- No!

   
                   
- We'll show cartoons
- John, no

   
                   
- I'll make it a cooking show
- No!

   
                   
- Why not?
- Because I don't trust you, that's why

   
                   
- You have to trust me
- Why?

   
                   
Because I can't lose my kids

   
                   
Can he pick up the ticket
at the airport?

   
                   
Yes, he's flown before

   
                   
That's right
L- E-A-R-Y One way

   
                   
Dylan, I'm going to Dad

   
                   
I'm gonna get him
I'm gonna come back for you, okay?

   
                   
You'll be okay here
while I'm gone

   
                   
Okay?

   
                   
- Thanks
- No problem

   
                   
Dad!

   
                   
Growling]

   
                   
Shit

   
                   
Dad?

   
                   
Jack? You in there?

   
                   
Jackie?

   
                   
Jackie?

   
                   
- Hmm?
- Jack, you in there?

   
                   
Home run, Jack

   
                   
Jack

   
                   
- No, no! No!
- I just want to talk to you

   
                   
Oh! No!

   
                   
Help! Somebody help!

   
                   
Where are you going, Jack?

   
                   
I just want to talk to you
Don't you want to talk to me?

   
                   
Get the fuck away from him now!

   
                   
You touch my son, and I'll kill you!
You hear me?

   
                   
- Okay
- Dad! Daddy!

   
                   
Jackie!

   
                   
Jack!

   
                   
No! No!

   
                   
Jack

   
                   
Better get this in writing

   
                   
What am I doing?
I don't know

   
                   
I kept wondering
what Mom would say if she saw Dad...

   
                   
cleaning up the house and trying to make
things great for Dylan's homecoming...

   
                   
but I didn't have much faith
in what he could do anymore.

   
                   
Mmm

   
                   
Mmm

   
                   
And now we return
to those kings of horror

   
                   
Abbott and Costello

   
                   
Ch-Ch-Ch-Ch...
Chick!

   
                   
- Chick!
Even though he was doing better...

   
                   
- Chick!
- It's just that I knew now...

   
                   
there was more than one kind
of monster in the world.

   
                   
- Hi, Mr Leary
- Hey, Dylan Come on

   
                   
- Hi
- When's the monster coming out?

   
                   
There's no such things as monsters
You all know that

   
                   
We know
They're only in our hearts

   
                   
They don't
actually come out into the world.

   
                   
Not unless a metal light
appears in the sky, right?

   
                   
No, not even then

   
                   
We'll think of a new game, okay?

   
                   
Okay?

   
                   
"Once there was a little bunny
who wanted to run away

   
                   
"So he said to his mother,
'I am running away'

   
                   
'If you run away, '
said his mother... '

   
                   
"Run away, 'said his mother.

   
                   
"I will run after you
for you are my little bunny. '

   
                   
"If you run after me, '
said the little bunny...

   
                   
"I will become a rock...

   
                   
'on the mountain
high above you. '

   
                   
"If you become a rock
on the mountain, 'said his mother...

   
                   
"'I'll become a mountain climber
and climb to where you are'

   
                   
- "'Lf you become a mountain
climber and climb to me'

   
                   
"said the little bunny

   
                   
"'I will be a bird

   
                   
"and fly away from you'

   
                   
"'If you become a bird
and fly away from me'

   
                   
"said his mother

   
                   
'I will be a tree
that you can come home to"'

   
                   
What's the name
of that song, Dylan?

   
                   
She sang it to us
every night

   
                   
Don't you remember?

   
                   
Tell me the name
of Mommy's favorite song, Dylan

   
                   
He doesn't remember, Jack.

   
                   
It was too long ago
He was too little

   
                   
- I miss Mommy
- I know

   
                   
I miss her so much

   
                   
Me too

   
                   
And I don't know
what's gonna happen to us

   
                   
- We're gonna be all right
- No, we're not!

   
                   
Nothing's all right!

   
                   
Then we're gonna
make it all right

   
                   
Shh, shh, shh

   
                   
Shh Daddy's here
Daddy's here

   
                   
Shh, shh

   
                   
Cry for your mother, Jackie

   
                   
Cry for her

   
                   
Jack the Bear?

   
                   
Dylan Dylan

   
                   
Say it again
What did you say? Say it again

   
                   
- Say it again
- Jack the Bear

   
                   
Jack the Bear

   
                   
Jack the Bear



 
  
  
 
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