Pet Sematary Script - Dialogue Transcript

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Pet Sematary Script


 

                   

Bye, old Shep.

See you in heaven. Yeah?



 

                   

This is where my kitty lays.



 

                   

No more he screams

and hollers.



 

                   

He lived for

5  and 20 days.



 

                   

He cost me $50.



 

                   

Spot--a good fella.

We love you.



 

                   

We're finally here.



 

                   

Yeah.



 

                   

Yay!



  

                   

So?



  

                   

What do you think?



  

                   

It's gorgeous.



  

                   

Decided to wake up



  

                   

and see what home

looks like, huh?



  

                   

Mm-hmm.



  

                   

Uh-huh. Come here.



  

                   

Mommy! Daddy!

I see a path.



  

                   

Ellie, be careful.



  

                   

Ellie!



  

                   

Listen to your moth--



  

                   

Mommy! Daddy!

It hurts!



  

                   

Mommy! Daddy! It hurts!



  

                   

Honey, are you ok?



  

                   

It hurts.



  

                   

Get rid of this.



  

                   

I got it.



  

                   

You OK?



  

                   

No. It hurts.



  

                   

Anyone screaming that loud



  

                   

doesn't need

intensive care.



  

                   

Hi, Church.



  

                   

Church.



  

                   

She just skinned

her knee.



  

                   

[horn honks]



  

                   

[honk]



  

                   

I don't want

the stingy stuff, Daddy.



  

                   

Where's Gage?



  

                   

Gage!



  

                   

Gage!



  

                   

No, you don't, my friend.



  

                   

Not in that road.



  

                   

Gage!



  

                   

I corralled him

for you, Missus.



  

                   

Thank you so much.



  

                   

Thank you.



  

                   

I'm Louis Creed.



  

                   

Jud Crandall.



  

                   

I live just

across the road.



  

                   

You want to watch out

for that road.



  

                   

Them damn trucks

go back and forth



  

                   

all day and night.



  

                   

And, uh, who might

you be, little miss?



  

                   

I'm Ellen Creed.



  

                   

Your dad's going to be

the new Doctor



  

                   

up at the college.



  

                   

I think you'll be

happy as a clam here.



  

                   

Are clams

really happy?



  

                   

Mr. Crandall,

there's a path over there.



  

                   

Do you know

where it goes?



  

                   

Oh.



  

                   

Ayuh, that's

a good story.



  

                   

A good walk.



  

                   

I'll take you

up there sometime.



  

                   

Tell you

the story, too,



  

                   

after you get

settled in.



  

                   

Great.

Uh, excuse me,



  

                   

I've got to get

this kid changed.



  

                   

Nice to meet you.



  

                   

Same here.



  

                   

Come on, Ellie.



  

                   

House has stood empty

too long.



  

                   

It's damn good

to see people in it again.



  

                   

[meow]



  

                   

[meow]



  

                   

Aah! Church!



  

                   

You scared the life

out of me, Church.



  

                   

[meow]



  

                   

Come here.



  

                   

Is that you, Doc?



  

                   

Yeah, it's me.



  

                   

Come and have a beer.



  

                   

Need a glass?



  

                   

Not at all.



  

                   

Good for you.



  

                   

Jesus.



  

                   

Ayuh.



  

                   

That's one

mean road, all right.



  

                   

You know that path

your wife commented on?



  

                   

That road

and those Orinco trucks



  

                   

are the two main reasons

it's there.



  

                   

Well, where

does it lead?



  

                   

Pet cemetery.



  

                   

Ha. Pet cemetery.



  

                   

It's that damn road.



  

                   

It uses up

a lot of animals.



  

                   

Dogs and cats mostly.



  

                   

My little girl's got a cat.



  

                   

Winston Churchill.



  

                   

We call him Church for short.



   

                   

I'd get him fixed if I were you.



   

                   

Fixed cat

don't tend to wander.



   

                   

If it's always

crossing that road,



   

                   

its luck will run out.



   

                   

I'll take it

under advisement.



   

                   

Meantime, Doc,

here's to your bones.



   

                   

And your bones.



   

                   

Uh-oh.



   

                   

Uh-oh.



   

                   

I'll be going now, Dr. Creed.



   

                   

All right, Missy. Thanks.



   

                   

Hi, Missy.



   

                   

I'll do these up,

bring them back next time.



   

                   

Great. Can you come

on Monday, Missy?



   

                   

Always thought it would be lucky

to marry a Doctor.



   

                   

Wish I had a Doctor around

with my stomach pains.



   

                   

Guess I'll never be lucky.



   

                   

Hell, I ain't married

to anyone.



   

                   

Bye, Missy.



   

                   

Mommy, Daddy,

come on, let's go!



   

                   

We're coming.



   

                   

All set?

Let's get on with it.



   

                   

Yay!



   

                   

There's the place.



   

                   

What's it say, Mommy?



   

                   

It says "Pet Sematary,"

honey.



   

                   

It's misspelled,

but that's what it says.



   

                   

Ellie, wait a minute!



   

                   

I told you it was

a bad road.



   

                   

It's made a lot

of kids unhappy.



   

                   

At least something good

come of it. This place.



   

                   

Couldn't plant nothing

but corpses here anyway.



   

                   

How can you

call it a good thing?



   

                   

A graveyard for pets

killed in the road,



   

                   

built by

brokenhearted children.



   

                   

They have to learn

about death somehow.



   

                   

Why?



   

                   

Can I have the baby?



   

                   

Yeah.



   

                   

Daddy, look,

this one's a gold fishy.



   

                   

That's right, Ellie.



   

                   

They wasn't all killed

by the road,



   

                   

especially the ones

back from my childhood.



   

                   

They get older as you go

towards the middle.



   

                   

Harder to read.



   

                   

Missy Ellen, come

over here just a minute.



   

                   

That's where I buried

my dog Spot



   

                   

when he died in     .



   

                   

Ellie...do you know



   

                   

what a graveyard

really is?



   

                   

Well, I guess not.



   

                   

It's a place

where the dead speak.



   

                   

No, not right out loud.



   

                   

Their stones speak

or their markers.



   

                   

This ain't

a scary place, Ellie.



   

                   

It's a place of rest

and speaking.



   

                   

Can you remember that?



   

                   

Yes, sir.



   

                   

Shh.



   

                   

Shh.



   

                   

Hi, babe.



   

                   

Daddy, what if

Church dies?



   

                   

What if he dies and has to go

to the pet cemetery?



   

                   

Honey, Church

will be fine.



   

                   

No, he won't.

Not in the end.



   

                   

In the end

he's going to croak.



   

                   

Lovey, Church

might still be alive



   

                   

when you're

in high school,



   

                   

and that's

a very long time.



   

                   

It doesn't

seem long to me.



   

                   

It seems short.



   

                   

I'd let Church

live to be    



   

                   

but I don't

make the rules.



   

                   

Well, who does?



   

                   

God, I suppose.



   

                   

He's not God's cat,

he's my cat.



   

                   

Let God get His own

if He wants one.



   

                   

Not mine.



   

                   

Not mine!



   

                   

[meow]



   

                   

[meow]



   

                   

Yecchh!



   

                   

Gross!



   

                   

Uh-oh!



   

                   

I'm scared.



   

                   

What if school here

isn't like in Chicago?



   

                   

I'm scared.

I want to go home.



   

                   

You'll be

all right, Ellie.



   

                   

I don't want Church to get

his nuts cut, Daddy.



   

                   

Good God, where

did you hear that?



   

                   

Missy Dandridge.



   

                   

She says

it's an operation.



   

                   

Well, the road

is a lot more dangerous



   

                   

than any operation.



   

                   

Church will be

just the same.



   

                   

Well, almost the same,



   

                   

and we won't

have to worry



   

                   

about him getting run over

by trucks.



   

                   

He'll be all right.



   

                   

You promise, Daddy?



   

                   

Don't shilly-shally,

Louis.



   

                   

Give the little girl

a promise.



   

                   

Church will be fine.

I promise.



   

                   

Yay!



   

                   

Thank you.



   

                   

Oh, you're very welcome.



   

                   

But if anything does happen

while he's under the gas--



   

                   

now, it's a   in a      shot,

but it does happen--



   

                   

you explain it to her.



   

                   

[yeow]



   

                   

Church!



   

                   

Got to go.



   

                   

Going to get his--



   

                   

Nuts cut. Yes.



   

                   

Thank you, Missy, for introducing

that colorful phrase



   

                   

into my daughter's

vocabulary.



   

                   

Don't mention it.



   

                   

How's that bellyache

of yours?



   

                   

No better. No worse.



   

                   

I can take a look

at that.



   

                   

It'll pass.



   

                   

They always do.



   

                   

Missy.



   

                   

Ma'am.



   

                   

Still friends, Doc?



   

                   

I kissed you.



   

                   

Have a great first day

at school, Doc.



   

                   

Bye-bye.



   

                   

Bye-bye.



   

                   

Bye-bye.



   

                   

Bye-bye.



   

                   

What happened?



   

                   

He got hit by a truck.



   

                   

Oh, God, his head.



   

                   

Hold him gently.



   

                   

Didn't even stop.



   

                   

There's so much blood!



   

                   

What's going on?



   

                   

Get Dr. Creed!



   

                   

What's happened?



   

                   

He got hit by a truck.



   

                   

Dr. Creed!



   

                   

Get them all out of here.



   

                   

Easy. Easy.



   

                   

All right.

Everyone out, please.



   

                   

Let the Doctors

do their work.



   

                   

Let's clear

the room here.



   

                   

Just clear out!



   

                   

Ambu bag.

Start a cardiac monitor.



   

                   

Yes, sir.



   

                   

Need large bores.



   

                   

Get an ambulance here.



   

                   

He's going to EMC.



   

                   

It won't do any good.



   

                   

I know, but let's

follow the rules. Move!



   

                   

Mark, who is it?



   

                   

It's Pascow.



   

                   

I told Rachel not so much

as a sprain today, my friend.



   

                   

Aah!



   

                   

The soil...



   

                   

of a man's heart...



   

                   

is stonier...



   

                   

Louis.



   

                   

How did you know

my name?



   

                   

I'll come to you.



   

                   

How did you know

my name?



   

                   

[crash]



   

                   

Come on, Doc.



   

                   

We've got places

to go.



   

                   

Come on, Doc.



   

                   

Don't make me

tell you twice.



   

                   

Hey, why are you here?



   

                   

I want to help you

because--



   

                   

Louis?



   

                   

Because you tried

to help me.



   

                   

Jeez.



   

                   

Let's go, Doc.



   

                   

I don't like this dream.



   

                   

Who said

you were dreaming?



   

                   

This is the place



   

                   

where the dead speak.



   

                   

I want to wake up.

I want to wake up.



   

                   

Don't go on, Doc.



   

                   

No matter how much

you may feel you have to,



   

                   

do not go on



   

                   

to the place

where the dead...



   

                   

walk.



   

                   

Please.



   

                   

I just want to

wake up, that's all.



   

                   

I just want to

wake up, that's all.



   

                   

The barrier was not

meant to be crossed.



   

                   

It's not my fault

you died.



   

                   

You were

as good as dead



   

                   

when they

brought you in.



   

                   

The ground beyond...



   

                   

is sour.



   

                   

[birds chirping]



   

                   

[children laughing]



   

                   

You up, Doc?



   

                   

Getting there.



   

                   

Thanks, nurse.



   

                   

Louis, it's not right.



   

                   

I don't like

to think of you



   

                   

rattling around the house

on Thanksgiving.



   

                   

That's supposed to be

a family holiday.



   

                   

That's why you're going

with the kids and without me.



   

                   

As far as

your dad's concerned,



   

                   

- I'll never be a member of the family.

- But I want you around.



   

                   

I'll be around plenty

when you get back.



   

                   

[telephone rings]



   

                   

Hello.



   

                   

Afraid you may have a spot

Of trouble here.



   

                   

Jud? What trouble?



   

                   

There's a dead cat

on the edge of my lawn.



   

                   

It might be

your daughter's.



   

                   

Yup. That's Church

all right.



   

                   

I'm sorry.



   

                   

At least it don't

look like he suffered.



   

                   

Well,

Ellie will suffer.



   

                   

She'll suffer plenty.



   

                   

Here. Give me that.



   

                   

[crackle[



   

                   

What are you going

to do with it?



   

                   

Put him

in the garage.



   

                   

I'll bury him

in the morning.



   

                   

You going

to tell Ellie?



   

                   

I have to mull that

over for a while.



   

                   

Maybe I'll

just tell her



   

                   

I haven't seen

the damn cat around.



   

                   

I don't want to spoil her holiday,

and Rachel's.



   

                   

Maybe...there's

a better way.



   

                   

Do we plant him



   

                   

on the outside

of the circle



   

                   

or start a new one?



   

                   

The place we're going



   

                   

is on the other side

of that.



   

                   

We can't climb

over that.



   

                   

We'll break our necks.



   

                   

No, we won't.



   

                   

I've climbed it

a time or two before.



   

                   

I know where to step.



   

                   

Just follow me.



   

                   

Move easy.



   

                   

Don't look down...



   

                   

and don't stop.



   

                   

If you stop,



   

                   

you'll crash through

for sure.



   

                   

Just don't stop, and...



   

                   

Whoa!



   

                   

And don't look down.

Right.



   

                   

Louis, you all right?



   

                   

Yeah.



   

                   

I just lost my happy thoughts there

for a second.



   

                   

Whoo!



   

                   

Not much farther now.



   

                   

[loon cries]



   

                   

[rumbling]



   

                   

Jud, what's that?



   

                   

Shh!



   

                   

[rumbling]



   

                   

[loon cries[



   

                   

Just a loon, that's all.



   

                   

Here we go.



   

                   

Won't be

much longer now.



   

                   

Just down here

a little ways.



   

                   

Almost there, Louis.



   

                   

You keep saying that.



   

                   

This time I mean it.



   

                   

What is this place?



   

                   

This was

their burial ground.



   

                   

Whose burial ground?



   

                   

Micmac Indians.



   

                   

I brought you here

to bury Ellen's cat.



   

                   

Why, for God's sake?



   

                   

I said why, Jud?



   

                   

I had my reasons.



   

                   

The soil's thin,



   

                   

but you'll manage.



   

                   

I'm going to sit

over yonder



   

                   

and have a smoke.



   

                   

I'd help you,



   

                   

but you got

to do it yourself.



   

                   

Each buries his own.



   

                   

Uhh!



   

                   

[telephone rings]



   

                   

[ring]



   

                   

[ring]



   

                   

[ring]



   

                   

Shit.



   

                   

Louis?



   

                   

Louis?



   

                   

Yeah.



   

                   

When you talk

to them,



   

                   

not one word

about what we done tonight.



   

                   

What did we do

tonight, Jud?



   

                   

What we did, Louis,

was a...



   

                   

secret thing.



   

                   

Women are supposed

to be the ones



   

                   

who are good

at keeping secrets.



   

                   

Any woman who knows anything

will tell you



   

                   

she's never seen

into a man's heart.



   

                   

The soil of a man's

heart, Louis,



   

                   

is stonier,



   

                   

like the soil

up there



   

                   

in the old Micmac

burying ground.



   

                   

Goldman residence.



   

                   

Hi, Dory.



   

                   

It's, uh, Louis.



   

                   

You want to talk

to your daughter?



   

                   

Yeah. That would

be real fine.



   

                   

Hi, Daddy.



   

                   

Hi, baby.



   

                   

How's everything

in Chicagoland?



   

                   

Grandma and Grandpa

gave me lots of neat things.



   

                   

How's Church, Daddy?



   

                   

Does he miss me?



   

                   

Well...



   

                   

I--I guess

he's just fine.



   

                   

I haven't seen him

this evening.



   

                   

Make sure you put him

in the cellar



   

                   

so he won't run out

in the road.



   

                   

Kiss him good night

for me.



   

                   

Yuck.



   

                   

Kiss your own cat.



   

                   

Want to talk to Gage?



   

                   

Yeah.



   

                   

Hi, Daddy.

I love you.



   

                   

Hi, Daddy.

I love you.



   

                   

Aah!



   

                   

Jesus.



   

                   

Church.



   

                   

[tapping bowl]



   

                   

Food, Church.



   

                   

[tapping bowl]



   

                   

[meow]



   

                   

[tapping bowl]



   

                   

Food.



   

                   

Come on, Church.

Chow down.



   

                   

Come on, Church.



   

                   

[meow]



   

                   

Christ.



   

                   

I don't believe this.



   

                   

[meow]



   

                   

You stink, Church.



   

                   

Hold on a second.



   

                   

God, he chewed

his way out.



   

                   

Jesus, boy.



   

                   

Christ.



   

                   

Damn it.



   

                   

I tried to tell myself



   

                   

that I buried him

alive.



   

                   

I'm not a vet.



   

                   

It was dark.



   

                   

Sure, it was dark.



   

                   

But his head swiveled

on his neck



   

                   

like it was full

of ball bearings.



   

                   

When you moved him,

he pulled out of the frost.



   

                   

Sounded like a piece of tape

coming off a letter.



   

                   

Live things

don't do that.



   

                   

You stop melting the frost

under where you're laying



   

                   

when you're dead.



   

                   

Well, I feel like

I'm going crazy.



   

                   

It was the ragman that told me

about the place.



   

                   

He was half Micmac.



   

                   

He knew how I felt

about my dog Spot.



   

                   

Spot had got caught in barbed wire

that infected.



   

                   

When he died,

I thought I was going to die.



   

                   

Ragman did for me

what I did for you last night.



   

                   

Only I wasn't alone

when Spot came back.



   

                   

My mother was with me.



   

                   

You could still see

the barbed wire marks on him.



   

                   

[grrr]



   

                   

Jud, come and get

Your dog!



   

                   

He stinks of the ground

you buried him in!



   

                   

Jud!



   

                   

[barking]



   

                   

Spot came back,

all right.



   

                   

Spot!



   

                   

He wasn't quite

the same dog I knew.



   

                   

Spot.



   

                   

When he died

that second time,



   

                   

I buried him there

in the pet cemetery



   

                   

where his bones

still lie.



   

                   

A man doesn't always

know why he does things.



   

                   

I think I did it



   

                   

'cause your daughter

ain't ready



   

                   

for her favorite pet

to die.



   

                   

Maybe with more time,

she'll learn what death really is,



   

                   

which is where

the pain stops



   

                   

and the good memories

begin.



   

                   

Has anyone ever buried a person

up there?



   

                   

Christ

on His throne, no.



   

                   

And who ever would?



   

                   

Oh!



   

                   

[grrr]



   

                   

Shit.



   

                   

How the hell

did you get in here?



   

                   

Out!



   

                   

Uh! Ow!



   

                   

Out!



   

                   

Bye-bye, Ellie.

Watch your step now.



   

                   

Daddy!



   

                   

Hi, sugar!



   

                   

Come here.



   

                   

Mmm.



   

                   

Hi, Daddy.



   

                   

Daddy, is Church

all right?



   

                   

Yes.



   

                   

I guess so.



   

                   

He was asleep on the porch

when I left.



   

                   

There you go.



   

                   

I dreamed he got

hit by a car,



   

                   

and you and Mr. Crandall buried him

in the pet cemetery.



   

                   

That was a silly dream,

wasn't it?



   

                   

Is he really all right?



   

                   

Yes.



   

                   

Hi, honey.



   

                   

You want to take

your son, Doc?



   

                   

Oh.



   

                   

Hey.



   

                   

[meow]



   

                   

Phew. You smell bad.



   

                   

Can cats have shampoos?



   

                   

You have to take them



   

                   

to someone

who grooms animals,



   

                   

and it's pretty expensive.



   

                   

I'll save my allowance

and pay for it.



   

                   

Church smells bad.



   

                   

I'll cough up

the money, Ellen.



   

                   

I hate that smell.



   

                   

Yes.



   

                   

I hate it, too.



   

                   

May the Lord

bless you and keep you.



   

                   

May the Lord make His face

to shine upon you



   

                   

and comfort you



   

                   

and lift you up



   

                   

and give you peace.



   

                   

Amen.



   

                   

- Amen.

- Amen.



   

                   

Rachel not feeling well?



   

                   

Just a touch of the flu.



   

                   

She's been throwing up



   

                   

ever since

Mrs. Rogers called



   

                   

and said

Mrs. Dandridge--



   

                   

That's enough, Ellen.



   

                   

Poor Missy.



   

                   

I don't know why God

takes someone like her,



   

                   

who should still

have a bunch of years,



   

                   

and lets an old fart

like me go on and on.



   

                   

My father used

to have a saying, Jud.



   

                   

God sees the truth...



   

                   

but waits.



   

                   

Ayuh.



   

                   

How's your cat, Louis?



   

                   

It's Ellie's cat.



   

                   

No.



   

                   

It's your cat now.



   

                   

Possibly more dolphins

have beached



   

                   

or stranded themselves



   

                   

along the eastern

Maine coast,



   

                   

and scientists

don't know why.



   

                   

[meow]



   

                   

What's up, sugar?



   

                   

Daddy,



   

                   

did Missy Dandridge

go to heaven?



   

                   

Do you want

to talk about it?



   

                   

Is Missy in heaven,

do you think?



   

                   

I don't know, honey.



   

                   

Different people believe

all sorts of different things.



   

                   

Some believe

in heaven or hell.



   

                   

Some think we come back

as little children,



   

                   

and some think

we just wink out,



   

                   

like a candle flame when

the wind blows hard.



   

                   

Do you believe that?



   

                   

No.



   

                   

I think we go on.



   

                   

Yeah.



   

                   

I have faith in that.



   

                   

You believe in it.



   

                   

Give me a kiss.



   

                   

What do you want

to watch?



   

                   

I heard you

and Ellie tonight.



   

                   

I thought

you might have.



   

                   

I know you don't

approve of the subject.



   

                   

I just get scared.



   

                   

And you know me.



   

                   

When I get scared,



   

                   

I get defensive.



   

                   

Scared of what?



   

                   

Dying?



   

                   

My sister Zelda--



   

                   

I know. She died.

spinal meningitis.



   

                   

She was in the back bedroom

like a dirty secret.



   

                   

My sister died

in the back bedroom,



   

                   

and that's

what she was...



   

                   

a dirty secret.



   

                   

I had to...



   

                   

I had to feed her

sometimes.



   

                   

I hated it,

but I did it.



   

                   

We wanted her to die.



   

                   

We wished...

for her to be dead.



   

                   

It wasn't just so

she wouldn't feel pain.



   

                   

It was so we wouldn't

feel any more pain.



   

                   

She started to look

like this monster.



   

                   

Even now, I wake up

and I think,



   

                   

is Zelda dead yet?



   

                   

Is she?



   

                   

My parents were gone

when she died.



   

                   

Rachel...



   

                   

Ha ha ha.



   

                   

She started to...



   

                   

She started

to convulse...



   

                   

and I thought...



   

                   

I thought...



   

                   

Oh, my God,

she's choking.



   

                   

Zelda's choking.



   

                   

And they'll come home,



   

                   

and they'll say I

murdered her by choking.



   

                   

They'll say,

"You hated her, Rachel,"



   

                   

and that was true.



   

                   

They'll say,

"You wanted her to be dead."



   

                   

That was true, too.



   

                   

And then she died.



   

                   

And I started to scream.



   

                   

I ran from

the house screaming,



   

                   

"Zelda's dead! Zelda's dead!



   

                   

Zelda's dead!"



   

                   

And the neighbors

came out



   

                   

and they--they looked.



   

                   

They thought

I was crying.



   

                   

But you know something?



   

                   

I think maybe...



   

                   

I was laughing.



   

                   

If you were,

I salute you for it.



   

                   

If I needed

another reason



   

                   

not to like

your parents,



   

                   

I have one now.



   

                   

You should never have been

left alone with her, Rachel.



   

                   

Never.



   

                   

Where was a nurse?



   

                   

They actually went out



   

                   

and left

an  -year-old kid



   

                   

in charge

of her dying sister



   

                   

who was

probably insane.



   

                   

Where are you going?



   

                   

To get you a Valium.



   

                   

You know I don't take--



   

                   

Tonight you do.



   

                   

 Well, in my heart

I could be ready to go 



   

                   

 Get ready to go now 



   

                   

 Let's go,

let's go, go 



   

                   

Look!



   

                   

He pulled.



   

                   

Daddy's flying a kite.



   

                   

Mommy, look!



   

                   

Watch it!



   

                   

There it goes.



   

                   

That's it, Louis.



   

                   

Go, Daddy.



   

                   

Higher.

We want it higher.



   

                   

Let Gage do it.



   

                   

Here, buddy.



   

                   

 God, she's so young 



   

                   

 Sheena is

a punk rocker 



   

                   

 Sheena is a punk rocker 



   

                   

 Sheena is

a punk rocker 



   

                   

 Now 



   

                   

 Sheena is-- 



   

                   

You're flying it.



   

                   

There's the kite!



   

                   

You got it.



   

                   

Gage is flying it.



   

                   

Can I fly it now?



   

                   

Let Gage

finish his turn.



   

                   

We gotted it.



   

                   

We got it.



   

                   

The kite goes.



   

                   

Go ahead.



   

                   

Go ahead.

Run, buddy. Run.



   

                   

Gage is flying it.



   

                   

I'm flying it.



   

                   

That kite

is getting up there.



   

                   

Uh-oh.



   

                   

It got away

from him, that numb shit.



   

                   

Ellen...Creed!



   

                   

Oh. I dropped it.



   

                   

Daddy, can I fly it now?



   

                   

OK. In just a minute.



   

                   

I want to fly it.



   

                   

Daddy, Daddy,

it's my turn now.



   

                   

All right.

Just a minute.



   

                   

Don't let him go

in the road, Louis!



   

                   

Get him, Louis!

Get the baby!



   

                   

Get the baby!



   

                   

Get the baby!



   

                   

Gage!



   

                   

No!



   

                   

Gage!



   

                   

No!



   

                   

No!



   

                   

No!



   

                   

Sedative

finally took hold.



   

                   

Rachel's asleep.



   

                   

I want to go back

to my own room.



   

                   

I can't sleep with Mommy.



   

                   

She keeps

stealing the covers.



   

                   

Ellie, what

you got there?



   

                   

Hmm?



   

                   

What you got there?

Let me see.



   

                   

Can I see?



   

                   

Oh. Ain't that real nice?



   

                   

You pulling him

in the wagon.



   

                   

Bet he liked that,

didn't he?



   

                   

I'm going to carry

this picture



   

                   

until God lets Gage

come back.



   

                   

Ellie...



   

                   

God doesn't do

things like that.



   

                   

He can

if He wants to.



   

                   

I have to keep his things

waiting for him.



   

                   

That's what I think.



   

                   

I've got his picture.



   

                   

I'll sit in his chair--



   

                   

Ellie.



   

                   

Louis.



   

                   

Take care

Of your little girl.



   

                   

She needs you.



   

                   

I knew something

like this would happen.



   

                   

I told her

when you married,



   

                   

you'll have all

the grief you can stand.



   

                   

Now, look at this.



   

                   

I hope you rot in hell!



   

                   

Where were you

while he played?



   

                   

You stinking shit!



   

                   

You killer of children!



   

                   

Daddy!



   

                   

Ellie!



   

                   

Stop it!



   

                   

You son of a bitch!



   

                   

No!



   

                   

No!



   

                   

No!



   

                   

No!



   

                   

You son of a bitch!



   

                   

You had no right!



   

                   

What's wrong with you?



   

                   

It's your son's funeral.



   

                   

Get a hold of yourself.



   

                   

Good night, Ellie.



   

                   

Good night, Daddy.



   

                   

Daddy?



   

                   

God could take it back

if He wanted to,



   

                   

couldn't He?



   

                   

If He really,

really wanted to.



   

                   

Can I have faith in that?



   

                   

Yes.



   

                   

I suppose you can.



   

                   

Good night, Ellie.



   

                   

[rowr]



   

                   

[rowr]



   

                   

Fuck off, hairball.



   

                   

Mmm.



   

                   

Mmm.



   

                   

[rowr]



   

                   

Jud, I buried

my son today.



   

                   

I'm very tired.



   

                   

I wonder

If we could just--



   

                   

You're thinking thoughts

best not thought of.



   

                   

I was thinking

about going to bed.



   

                   

I'm responsible for

more pain in your heart



   

                   

than you should have

tonight.



   

                   

For all I know,



   

                   

I may even

be responsible



   

                   

for the death

of your son.



   

                   

What?



   

                   

Jud, you're talking crazy.



   

                   

You are thinking of

putting him up there.



   

                   

Don't deny the thought



   

                   

hadn't crossed

your mind, Louis.



   

                   

Louis...



   

                   

You asked me if anyone

had ever buried a person



   

                   

up there in

the Micmac grounds.



   

                   

I lied to you

when I said no.



   

                   

It's been done.



   

                   

What you've been thinking of

has been done.



   

                   

He was a local boy.



   

                   

It was towards the end

Of the Second World War.



   

                   

His name

was Timmy Baterman.



   

                   

He was killed

on his way home



   

                   

from

the Second World War.



   

                   

His father Bill

was so grief-struck



   

                   

he buried his son

up there



   

                   

before he had the chance



   

                   

to get to the bottom

of the truth.



   

                   

I'll bite, Jud.



   

                   

What's the bottom

Of the truth?



   

                   

Well, that sometimes

dead is better.



   

                   

The person

you put up there



   

                   

ain't the person

that comes back.



   

                   

It may look

like that person,



   

                   

but it ain't

that person.



   

                   

'cause...



   

                   

whatever lives

in the ground



   

                   

beyond the pet cemetery



   

                   

ain't human at all.



   

                   

Ha ha ha!



   

                   

It was four or five days

after Timmy's funeral



   

                   

that Margie Washburn

seen Timmy



   

                   

walking up the road

towards Yorkie's Livery.



   

                   

As time went by...



   

                   

Aah!



   

                   

lots of folks saw Timmy

walking back and forth.



   

                   

But it was Margie



   

                   

who finally came

to us men folks



   

                   

and said it had

to be stopped.



   

                   

She knew it was

an abomination.



   

                   

So us men sat down

and talked it out.



   

                   

We got in my car



   

                   

and went to Baterman's

to take care of it,



   

                   

one way or another.



   

                   

There's no other way.



   

                   

He's got to burn!



   

                   

You're wrecking my house!

Stop it!



   

                   

Timmy, stop it!



   

                   

Daddy.



   

                   

The place's going up!



   

                   

Go away!



   

                   

Get out

While you still can, Bill!



   

                   

Bring out the cans.



   

                   

Igot them.



   

                   

Wait!



   

                   

He's a monster, Bill.



   

                   

Leave us alone!



   

                   

He's my son!



   

                   

Come, Timmy.

Let's get out.



   

                   

No, Dad.



   

                   

Hate living.



   

                   

Come on, son!



   

                   

Timmy!



   

                   

Aah! Timmy!



   

                   

No, Dad!



   

                   

Hate living.



   

                   

Louis, sometimes

dead is better.



   

                   

The Indians knew that.



   

                   

They stopped using

that burial ground



   

                   

when the ground

went sour.



   

                   

Don't think

about doing it.



   

                   

The place gets holier,



   

                   

but the place...



   

                   

is evil.



   

                   

Sometimes,

dead is better.



   

                   

You see, Louis, what

I'm getting at here?



   

                   

You understand?



   

                   

You're telling me

that place knew



   

                   

Gage was going

to die?



   

                   

I'm saying...



   

                   

that place might

have made Gage die



   

                   

because I introduced you

to the power.



   

                   

I may have murdered

your son, Louis.



   

                   

This could

be the beginning



   

                   

of patching things up

with your folks.



   

                   

If something good doesn't

come from Gage's death,



   

                   

I think...



   

                   

I don't want to go

to Chicago, Grandma Dory.



   

                   

Why not, darling?



   

                   

I had a bad dream

last night.



   

                   

About what?



   

                   

About Daddy...



   

                   

and Gage...



   

                   

and someone named Pax-cow.



   

                   

You guys

better get going.



   

                   

You're going

to miss the boat.



   

                   

Louis.



   

                   

I am sorry.



   

                   

What can I say?

I lost my mind.



   

                   

We all lost our minds.



   

                   

You take care

Of your mother.



   

                   

Come with us, please.



   

                   

I'll be there in three days,

four at the most.



   

                   

Please, Daddy.

I'm scared.



   

                   

Everything's going

to be all right, Ellie.



   

                   

Do you swear?



   

                   

I swear.



   

                   

Come on, Ellie.



   

                   

Let's go.



   

                   

It's wrong.



   

                   

What happened

to you is wrong.



   

                   

Remember, Doc.



   

                   

The barrier was not meant

to be crossed.



   

                   

The ground is sour.



   

                   

If it doesn't work...



   

                   

if he comes back...



   

                   

and he's like Jud said

Timmy Baterman was,



   

                   

well, I'll just put him

back to sleep.



   

                   

They don't have to know.



   

                   

Rachel and Ellie don't--

don't ever have to know.



   

                   

[Ellie crying]



   

                   

Mommy.



   

                   

Mo-Mommy.



   

                   

Ohh, Mommy!



   

                   

Mommy.



   

                   

Mommy!



   

                   

Mom-Mommy!



   

                   

You had a bad dream.



   

                   

That's all.



   

                   

You know that,

don't you?



   

                   

It wasn't a dream.



   

                   

It was Pax-cow.



   

                   

Pax-cow says Daddy will

do something really bad.



   

                   

Who is Pax-cow?



   

                   

Is he like

the bogeyman?



   

                   

He's a ghost.



   

                   

He's a good ghost.



   

                   

He says he's sent

to warn us.



   

                   

He says he was near Daddy

because they were together



   

                   

when his soul was...



   

                   

dis-- dis--



   

                   

I can't remember.



   

                   

Shh. Listen to me.



   

                   

There are

no ghosts, Ellie.



   

                   

There are no ghosts.



   

                   

Now sleep and forget

this nonsense.



   

                   

Do you hear me?



   

                   

Would you at least call

and make sure Daddy's OK?



   

                   

Of course I will.



   

                   

Pax-cow? Where do

I know that name?



   

                   

Pascow.



   

                   

Pascow?



   

                   

Was she saying Pascow?



   

                   

[Ellie]

He was trying to help me



   

                   

because Daddy

was helping him



   

                   

when his soul dis-dis...



   

                   

Discorporated.



   

                   

I'm going

to bust you out, son.



   

                   

[telephone rings]



   

                   

[ring]



   

                   

He's not home.



   

                   

Probably went out

for a hamburger



   

                   

or a chicken dinner.



   

                   

You know how men are

when they're alone.



   

                   

[ring]



   

                   

[ring]



   

                   

Hello?



   

                   

Hello, Jud.

It's Rachel.



   

                   

I'm calling

from Chicago.



   

                   

Chicago?



   

                   

Is Louis with you?



   

                   

No. We're going

to be here a while.



   

                   

He needed a few days



   

                   

to close things up

back there.



   

                   

I just wondered

if he was with you.



   

                   

No.



   

                   

But if he drops by,



   

                   

I'll tell him

to call you.



   

                   

Don't bother.

I'm coming home.



   

                   

Rachel, no.

You don't want to do that.



   

                   

I have to do it, Jud.

Good-bye.



   

                   

[dial tone]



   

                   

Rachel! Rachel!



   

                   

You've done it,

you stupid old man.



   

                   

Now you got to undo it.



   

                   

Oh, Gage.



   

                   

It's going

to be all right.



   

                   

I swear it's going

to be all right.



   

                   

I'm coming

for you, Rachel.



   

                   

And this time...



   

                   

I'll get you.



   

                   

Gage and I will get you



   

                   

for letting us die.



   

                   

Good evening again,

ladies and gentlemen.



   

                   

We've had

a strong tailwind,



   

                   

and we expect to arrive

at Boston's Logan Airport



   

                   

almost on time.



   

                   

Thank God.



   

                   

Excuse me.



   

                   

Sorry.



   

                   

Excuse me.



   

                   

Excuse me.



   

                   

Excuse me.



   

                   

Excuse me.



   

                   

Excuse me.



   

                   

Excuse me.



   

                   

Don't do that, babe.



   

                   

- Make it wait.

- I can't.



   

                   

All right.

I'll call the pilot.



   

                   

I'm not going to stop,

Gage.



   

                   

I'm not

going to look down.



   

                   

I'm sorry.

It's been busy.



   

                   

I don't have anything.



   

                   

What about the Aries K

with the scratched side?



   

                   

I do have an Aries K,



   

                   

but it came in

beat up



   

                   

with a long scrape.



   

                   

I'll take it.



   

                   

OK. Major credit card

and a license.



   

                   

Louis.



   

                   

See?



   

                   

Just imagination.



   

                   

Aah!



   

                   

Now what?



   

                   

It's trying

to stop you.



    

                   

Do you hear me?



    

                   

It's trying

to stop you.



    

                   

Is anyone there?



    

                   

Come back to me, Gage.



    

                   

Come back to us.



    

                   

[honk]



    

                   

[honk honk]



    

                   

Hey!



    

                   

Hey, stop!



    

                   

Hop in, babe.



    

                   

Oh, thanky ou.



    

                   

Oh, my.



    

                   

Hee hee hee hee!



    

                   

Hee hee hee hee hee!



    

                   

Who's there?



    

                   

Hee hee hee!



    

                   

Let's play

hide-and-go-seek.



    

                   

Gage?



    

                   

You the one

playing games?



    

                   

Ha ha ha ha!



    

                   

Gage?



    

                   

Come on out.



    

                   

I brought you something.



    

                   

Hee hee hee hee!



    

                   

[rowr]



    

                   

Where did you come--



    

                   

Thank you so much.



    

                   

Think nothing of it.



    

                   

Well, I didn't get

a ticket, lady,



    

                   

so you're welcome.



    

                   

Whatever your problems are,

I hope they work out.



    

                   

It's the end of the line for me, too.

I'm not allowed any further.



    

                   

I'm sure things

will be fine.



    

                   

I'm not.



    

                   

[Zelda]

Rachel!



    

                   

Ha ha ha!



    

                   

Ha ha ha ha ha!



    

                   

Ha ha ha ha!



    

                   

[rowr]



    

                   

[rowr]



    

                   

Church?



    

                   

Jud?



    

                   

Jud?



    

                   

Jud?



    

                   

Are you up there?



    

                   

[Zelda]

Rachel.



    

                   

Rachel.



    

                   

Rachel?



    

                   

Is that you?



    

                   

I finally came back

for you, Rachel.



    

                   

I'm going to twist

your back like mine



    

                   

so you'll never

get out of bed again.



    

                   

Never get

out of bed again.



    

                   

Never get out of bed again!



    

                   

Never get out

of bed again!



    

                   

Ha ha ha ha!



    

                   

[Gage[

Ha ha ha ha!



    

                   

Hee ha ha ha!



    

                   

Hee hee.



    

                   

Oh, Gage.



    

                   

I brought you

something, Mommy.



    

                   

Gage.



    

                   

I brought you

something, Mommy.



    

                   

Oh, Gage.



    

                   

Gage.



    

                   

I brought you

something, Mommy.



    

                   

Aah!



    

                   

Aah!



    

                   

Aah!



    

                   

Ohh!



    

                   

Gee.



    

                   

Oh, Christ.



    

                   

Oh.



    

                   

Oh.



    

                   

Gage.



    

                   

Oh, my God.



    

                   

Ha ha ha ha!



    

                   

Gage?



    

                   

[telephone rings]



    

                   

Hello.



    

                   

Hello, Louis.



    

                   

It's Irwin.



    

                   

I just wanted

to be sure



    

                   

Rachel got back

all right.



    

                   

Louis?



    

                   

Are you there?



    

                   

Yes, I'm here.



    

                   

Did she get back

all right?



    

                   

Yes. She's fine.



    

                   

Put her on

at that end.



    

                   

I'll put Ellie

on this one.



    

                   

Ellie's very worried

about her mother.



    

                   

She's almost

in hysterics.



    

                   

She's...



    

                   

Rachel's asleep.



    

                   

I suggest

you wake her up.



    

                   

Ellie had a dream

her mother was dead.



    

                   

Irwin, I can't

talk to you right now.



    

                   

[telephone rings]



    

                   

Irwin,

I can't talk now.



    

                   

[Gage]

I'm at Jud's, Daddy.



    

                   

Will you come over

and play with me?



    

                   

First I played

With Jud.



    

                   

Then Mommy came,

and I played with Mommy.



    

                   

We played, Daddy.



    

                   

We had

an awful good time.



    

                   

Now I want

to play with you.



    

                   

What did you do?



    

                   

Hee hee hee

hee hee hee hee!



    

                   

What did you do?



    

                   

Ha ha ha ha!



    

                   

Hi, Church.



    

                   

Want some grub,

Church?



    

                   

Church!



    

                   

Don't mind me.



    

                   

Eat it

while you can.



    

                   

That's right.



    

                   

Today...



    

                   

is Thanksgiving Day

for cats.



    

                   

But only...



    

                   

if they came back

from the dead.



    

                   

Go on.



    

                   

Lie down.



    

                   

Play dead.



    

                   

Be dead!



    

                   

Gage?



    

                   

Gage?



    

                   

Gage,

what have you done?



    

                   

Rachel!



    

                   

Scared you, didn't l?



    

                   

Gage?



    

                   

Hi, Daddy.



    

                   

Now I want

to play with you.



    

                   

Ha ha ha!



    

                   

All right, Gage.



    

                   

Let's play.



    

                   

Hee hee ha ha ha!



    

                   

Ha ha ha ha ha!



    

                   

Aah!



    

                   

Ah ha ha ha!



    

                   

Aah!



    

                   

Aah!



    

                   

Aah!



    

                   

Ha ha ha ha!



    

                   

Aah!



    

                   

Aah!



    

                   

Daddy.



    

                   

Come here.



    

                   

Ha ha ha ha!



    

                   

Come here.



    

                   

No fair.



    

                   

No fair, no fair.



    

                   

Rrarr.



    

                   

I'm sorry, Louis.



    

                   

I'm so sorry.



    

                   

But don't

make it worse.



    

                   

Don't.



    

                   

I waited too long

with Gage.



    

                   

With Rachel,



    

                   

it will work

this time,



    

                   

because

she just died.



    

                   

She just died

a little while ago.



    

                   

Louis...don't.



    

                   

Please.



    

                   

Louis.



    

                   

No!



    

                   

It will be

all right, Rachel.



    

                   

I promise.



    

                   

[Jud]

The soil of a man's heart



    

                   

is stonier, Louis.



    

                   

A man grows

what he can,



    

                   

and then he tends it.



    

                   

Because what you buy

is what you own.



    

                   

And what you own...



    

                   

always comes home to you.



    

                   

[bong]



    

                   

[bong]



    

                   

[bong]



    

                   

[bong]



    

                   

[bong]



    

                   

[bong]



    

                   

[bong]



    

                   

[bong]



    

                   

[bong]



    

                   

[bong]



    

                   

[ring]



    

                   

Darling.



    

                   

Aah!



    

                   

 Under the arc

of a weather-stained bone 



    

                   

 Ancient goblins

amble alone 



    

                   

 Come out of the ground

not making a sound 



    

                   

 The smell of death

is all around 



    

                   

 And at night when

the cold wind blows 



    

                   

 No one cares,

nobody knows 



    

                   

 I don't want

to be buried 



    

                   

 In a pet sematary 



    

                   

 I don't want

to live my life again 



    

                   

 I don't want

to be buried 



    

                   

 In a pet sematary 



    

                   

 I don't want

to live my life again 



    

                   

 Fallen victim

to the sacred place 



    

                   

 Just seen a grin

I can't escape 



    

                   

 Old empty things,

the clicking of bones 



    

                   

 Spirits moaning

among the tombstones 



    

                   

 And at night

when the moon is bright 



    

                   

 Someone cries,

something ain't right 



    

                   

 I don't want

to be buried 



    

                   

 In a pet sematary 



    

                   

 I don't want

to live my life again 



    

                   

 I don't want

to be buried 



    

                   

 In a pet sematary 



    

                   

 I don't want

to live my life again 



    

                   

 The moon is full,

the air is still 



    

                   

 All of a sudden,

I feel a chill 



    

                   

 Victorious grinning

faces writhing away 



    

                   

 Skeleton dance,

I curse these days 



    

                   

 And at night

when the wolves cry out 



    

                   

 Listen close, then

you can hear me shout 



    

                   

 I don't want

to be buried 



    

                   

 In a pet sematary 



    

                   

 I don't want

to live my life again 



    

                   

 I don't want

to be buried 



    

                   

 In a pet sematary 



    

                   

 I don't want

to live my life again 



    

                   

 Oh, no 



    

                   

 Oh, no 



    

                   

 I don't want to live my life

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