Amazing Stories (1985–1987): Season 2, Episode 4 - Welcome to My Nightmare - full transcript
Horror flicks are Harry's life, but when the movie-obsessed teenager suddenly steps into a blood-curdling scene from Alfred Hitchcock's Psycho, he desperately seeks escape to the real world.
[ No Audible Dialogue ]
[ No Audible Dialogue ]
- [ Beeps ]
- [ Whirring ]
[ Horn Honks ]
[ Horn Honks ]
Well, the mattress is soft.
And there's hangers
in the closet,
and stationery
with "Bates Motel"
printed on it...
in case you want
to make your friends
back home feel envious.
And the, uh--
- Over there.
- The bathroom.
Yeah.
Well,
if you want anything,
just--
just tap on the wall.
- I'll be in the office.
- [ Woman ]
Thank you, Mr. Bates.
[ Man ]
Norman Bates.
[ Woman #2 ]
Go tell her...
she will not be appeasing
her ugly appetites
with my son.
Or do I have to tell her
'cause you don't
have the guts?
Huh, boy?
You have the guts, boy?
[ Norman ]
Shut up! Shut up!
[ Woman #1 ]
Do you go out
with friends?
[ Norman ]
Well, a boy's best friend
is his mother.
- [ Screaming ]
- [ Screaming ]
Why can't you
use a clock radio
like normal people?
[ Woman #1 Whimpering,
Moaning ]
?? [ Boy Singing ]
?? [ Singing Continues ]
[ Screaming ]
Aaah!
You know,
one of these days, Harry,
you're gonna
scare yourself to death.
Think about it.
[ Girl On TV ]
Brad, stop that.
Brad.
[ With TV, High-pitched ]
Brad?
What was that sound?
[ Deeper Voice ]
Just my heart beating
with love for you, Helen.
[ High-pitched ]
No, I'm serious.
I heard something.
Over there,
behind that... tombstone.
[ Deeper Voice ]
Wait a second.
I'll go look.
[ High-pitched ]
Brad? Brad?
- [ Screaming ]
- [ Horn Honks ]
[ Girl ]
I hate you!
Get away from me!
- [ Horn Honks ]
- [ Boy Laughs ]
Come on! It's just me.
[ Girl ]
Give it. Give it to me.
Give it--
You're so mean.
Give me my bag.
[ Boy Laughs ]
[ No Audible Dialogue ]
[ Crickets Chirping ]
They were trendy,
they were shallow...
and they partied
beyond the grave.
They were--
? Bam, bam, bam, bam ?
Fraternity of the Undead!
And she loved it.
[ Woman ]
Harry, don't forget
to put the lid on tight.
Something's been
getting into the trash.
Right, Mom.
[ Growls ]
[ Growling ]
Um, are you dudes,
like, also really
into Putt-Putt?
Hey, say, aren't
fraternities great?
The association
of men bound together...
by common ideals
and aspirations--
- [ Shouts ]
- [ Growling ]
And out
of that association...
arises a close,
personal relationship...
which makes them
unselfishly seek...
to advance one another
in the arts of life,
like alcohol
and substance abuse.
[ Woman ]
Did you hear me?
[ Girl ]
Mary Dena's gonna go
with Kevin Richards.
Oh! He is so hot!
- Hey, Har, how about
shooting some hoops later?
- I'm going to the movies.
[ Boy ]
Surprise.
[ Boy #2 ]
Harry, only molds grow
in the dark.
You gotta get some sun.
Get out.
Work your body
and develop yourself.
No girl's gonna wanna
be seen with a half-baked
loser wimp.
[ Mother ]
This dance is
for the entire school,
- isn't it, Holly?
- [ Girl ]
Mm-hmm.
[ Mother ] Why don't
you take some nice girl
to the dance, Harry?
Oh, please.
The last time,
all he talked about...
was being cloned
from alien seed pods.
That's better than bowling
and miniature golf.
[ Boy #2 ]
Let's face facts.
Harry is a closet sociopath.
And I think it's time
we all admitted that
to ourselves,
and put Harry
in an institution.
Honey, taste this.
I think it's bad.
Mom! No!
[ Crackling ]
[ Gagging ]
Oh, Honey.
It was bad.
Harry, you saved me.
[ Gagging Continues ]
That is the most selfless
thing I have ever seen.
Gosh, Harry.
We were wrong about you.
You're not a geek at all.
This you want to send
to a homecoming dance?
[ Whispering ]
Thomas, talk to your son.
Harry--
[ Clears Throat ]
you stay up all night
watching movies,
and then you sleep all day.
We're concerned, Harry,
that you're losing
the boundary between
reality and fiction.
Dad, the boundary between
reality and fiction is here.
No, Harry!
Potatoes are not up here.
Houses are not up here.
Families are not up here.
They're real.
Life is real, Harry.
Your mind is so hopelessly
warped with fiction...
that life
is just a station break
to you now.
Sixty seconds to
go grab a sandwich,
and back into oblivion.
And you're getting worse.
[ Doorbell Rings ]
- I'll get it.
- Don't you move a muscle.
Okay. Nothing juicy
till I get back.
Kate Bergman called today...
at 11:00, 1:15,
and 4:07 p.m.
11:00? Are you sure?
[ Clucks Tongue ]
Why don't you call her,
Harry?
What are you afraid of?
I'm not afraid of anything.
It's Kate Bergman...
for Harry.
Um, were you eating?
No.
[ Kate Sighs ]
Harry, um, I didn't want
to bother you.
I called a couple of times,
but I guess you were busy.
You called?
[ Chuckles ]
My mom--
She never
writes anything down.
Yeah, well, I'm having
this party on Friday night,
and...
I was hoping you could come.
No.
- No?
- I mean, uh, I can't.
I'm-- I'm busy.
I'm... getting braces.
Braces, really?
But your teeth
are beautiful.
It was a football injury.
Do you play football?
No, I watch it.
[ Chuckles ]
Is it your birthday
or something?
- You knew?
- Call it a feeling.
I'm sorry you don't
have time to stay.
Don't I?
Do you?
No, I suppose I don't.
I'm sorry.
[ Door Opens ]
Happy birthday, Kate.
Happy braces, Harry.
You are a total dipstick,
Harry.
She likes you.
It all feels so
outta control sometimes.
I don't know how
anything's gonna turn out.
Life ain't a movie, Harry.
I mean, you know,
you can never be sure
how it's gonna go.
Imagine what
it would be like
if we all knew...
exactly what was
going to happen
to us, Harry.
Better to live
and learn, and write
your own happy ending.
Well, maybe I don't want
what you want.
Maybe I don't want
kids and bills
and a boring job...
and the same thing
day after day after day!
Maybe I want my life
to be different.
I want adventure,
and nothing's going
to keep me from it.
[ Mother ]
Where are you going?
I'm going to the movies!
[ Dog Barking ]
[ Panting ]
Please, God,
why can't life
be as good as a movie?
Just once,
why can't it be as good?
One, please.
- Why?
- Excuse me?
[ Harry ]
When was
this place remodeled?
I'd thought this theater
was closed.
I guess I was mistaken.
What the hell?
[ Rain Pattering ]
[ Panting ]
This can't be happening.
Harry, wake up.
It's just a movie.
Wake up, Harry.
[ Electrical Crackling ]
[ Screaming ]
Oh, no.
Oh, no!
I-It's what's-her-name's
dress--
the shower lady.
"Marion Crane."
Norman Bates chops her
into taco filling
in the shower,
and this is her dress,
and what am I
doing in it?
Aaah!
[ Woman's Voice ]
Do you understand, boy?
Go on. Go tell her...
she will not be appeasing
her ugly appetites
with my food or my son!
Or do I have to tell her
'cause you don't
have the guts?
Huh, boy?
You have the guts, boy?
[ Norman ]
Shut up! Shut up!
[ Panting, Whimpering ]
Come on!
- [ Horn Honks ]
- [ Whimpers ]
[ Keys Jingle ]
[ Whimpering, Panting ]
[ Pounding ]
Oh, no.
[ Footsteps Approaching ]
- [ Whimpers ]
- [ Squeaking ]
Norman!
No, N-Norman!
Norman, it's your mother--
She's made you crazy!
Norman-- Norman,
don't do this.
[ Sobs, Moans ]
Please, God, I take it back.
I don't want a movie.
I don't want to know
what'll happen in life.
I'll never ask.
I'll never even wonder.
Please, I don't want
a movie.
[ Screams ]
No!
Please, I take it back!
I take it back!
I take it back!
Oh, please, God!
[ Screaming ]
[ Screaming Continues ]
- [ Thuds ]
- Oh! Ow!
[ Coughs ]
[ Groans ]
[ Coughing ]
[ Panting ]
[ Coughing ]
[ Chuckles ]
[ Laughing, Sobbing ]
I'm back. I'm back.
I'm back! I'm ba--
Thank you! Thank you!
Kate!
Kate!
Hi.
- Hello, Harry.
- Hi.
- D?j? vu.
- [ Woman ]
Honey, what is it?
Oh, it's okay, Mom.
It's only Harry.
I'm sorry I don't
have time to stay.
Bye, Harry.
Kate. Kate.
A-Are you busy tonight?
Tonight?
[ Scoffs ]
Harry, it's 9:30.
Oh.
Tomorrow?
- Why?
- I don't know.
I thought we might...
play some miniature golf.
Miniature golf?
I love miniature golf.
[ Both Laugh ]
- Ha-Have you ever been to--
- [ Together ]
Putt-Putt?
- [ Kate ] Yes! I have!
- Do you know the putt
with the volcano?
- The volcano! I know.
- I got a hole in one on
the volcano last week.
- My best friend and I
can never do it--
- I'll take you.
- Jackie. Never. Never.
- We will do it tomorrow.
- No way!
- We will get a hole in one.
I can do it.
You stand there for hours
trying to get that one--
[ Chattering ]
[ No Audible Dialogue ]
- [ Beeps ]
- [ Whirring ]
[ Horn Honks ]
[ Horn Honks ]
Well, the mattress is soft.
And there's hangers
in the closet,
and stationery
with "Bates Motel"
printed on it...
in case you want
to make your friends
back home feel envious.
And the, uh--
- Over there.
- The bathroom.
Yeah.
Well,
if you want anything,
just--
just tap on the wall.
- I'll be in the office.
- [ Woman ]
Thank you, Mr. Bates.
[ Man ]
Norman Bates.
[ Woman #2 ]
Go tell her...
she will not be appeasing
her ugly appetites
with my son.
Or do I have to tell her
'cause you don't
have the guts?
Huh, boy?
You have the guts, boy?
[ Norman ]
Shut up! Shut up!
[ Woman #1 ]
Do you go out
with friends?
[ Norman ]
Well, a boy's best friend
is his mother.
- [ Screaming ]
- [ Screaming ]
Why can't you
use a clock radio
like normal people?
[ Woman #1 Whimpering,
Moaning ]
?? [ Boy Singing ]
?? [ Singing Continues ]
[ Screaming ]
Aaah!
You know,
one of these days, Harry,
you're gonna
scare yourself to death.
Think about it.
[ Girl On TV ]
Brad, stop that.
Brad.
[ With TV, High-pitched ]
Brad?
What was that sound?
[ Deeper Voice ]
Just my heart beating
with love for you, Helen.
[ High-pitched ]
No, I'm serious.
I heard something.
Over there,
behind that... tombstone.
[ Deeper Voice ]
Wait a second.
I'll go look.
[ High-pitched ]
Brad? Brad?
- [ Screaming ]
- [ Horn Honks ]
[ Girl ]
I hate you!
Get away from me!
- [ Horn Honks ]
- [ Boy Laughs ]
Come on! It's just me.
[ Girl ]
Give it. Give it to me.
Give it--
You're so mean.
Give me my bag.
[ Boy Laughs ]
[ No Audible Dialogue ]
[ Crickets Chirping ]
They were trendy,
they were shallow...
and they partied
beyond the grave.
They were--
? Bam, bam, bam, bam ?
Fraternity of the Undead!
And she loved it.
[ Woman ]
Harry, don't forget
to put the lid on tight.
Something's been
getting into the trash.
Right, Mom.
[ Growls ]
[ Growling ]
Um, are you dudes,
like, also really
into Putt-Putt?
Hey, say, aren't
fraternities great?
The association
of men bound together...
by common ideals
and aspirations--
- [ Shouts ]
- [ Growling ]
And out
of that association...
arises a close,
personal relationship...
which makes them
unselfishly seek...
to advance one another
in the arts of life,
like alcohol
and substance abuse.
[ Woman ]
Did you hear me?
[ Girl ]
Mary Dena's gonna go
with Kevin Richards.
Oh! He is so hot!
- Hey, Har, how about
shooting some hoops later?
- I'm going to the movies.
[ Boy ]
Surprise.
[ Boy #2 ]
Harry, only molds grow
in the dark.
You gotta get some sun.
Get out.
Work your body
and develop yourself.
No girl's gonna wanna
be seen with a half-baked
loser wimp.
[ Mother ]
This dance is
for the entire school,
- isn't it, Holly?
- [ Girl ]
Mm-hmm.
[ Mother ] Why don't
you take some nice girl
to the dance, Harry?
Oh, please.
The last time,
all he talked about...
was being cloned
from alien seed pods.
That's better than bowling
and miniature golf.
[ Boy #2 ]
Let's face facts.
Harry is a closet sociopath.
And I think it's time
we all admitted that
to ourselves,
and put Harry
in an institution.
Honey, taste this.
I think it's bad.
Mom! No!
[ Crackling ]
[ Gagging ]
Oh, Honey.
It was bad.
Harry, you saved me.
[ Gagging Continues ]
That is the most selfless
thing I have ever seen.
Gosh, Harry.
We were wrong about you.
You're not a geek at all.
This you want to send
to a homecoming dance?
[ Whispering ]
Thomas, talk to your son.
Harry--
[ Clears Throat ]
you stay up all night
watching movies,
and then you sleep all day.
We're concerned, Harry,
that you're losing
the boundary between
reality and fiction.
Dad, the boundary between
reality and fiction is here.
No, Harry!
Potatoes are not up here.
Houses are not up here.
Families are not up here.
They're real.
Life is real, Harry.
Your mind is so hopelessly
warped with fiction...
that life
is just a station break
to you now.
Sixty seconds to
go grab a sandwich,
and back into oblivion.
And you're getting worse.
[ Doorbell Rings ]
- I'll get it.
- Don't you move a muscle.
Okay. Nothing juicy
till I get back.
Kate Bergman called today...
at 11:00, 1:15,
and 4:07 p.m.
11:00? Are you sure?
[ Clucks Tongue ]
Why don't you call her,
Harry?
What are you afraid of?
I'm not afraid of anything.
It's Kate Bergman...
for Harry.
Um, were you eating?
No.
[ Kate Sighs ]
Harry, um, I didn't want
to bother you.
I called a couple of times,
but I guess you were busy.
You called?
[ Chuckles ]
My mom--
She never
writes anything down.
Yeah, well, I'm having
this party on Friday night,
and...
I was hoping you could come.
No.
- No?
- I mean, uh, I can't.
I'm-- I'm busy.
I'm... getting braces.
Braces, really?
But your teeth
are beautiful.
It was a football injury.
Do you play football?
No, I watch it.
[ Chuckles ]
Is it your birthday
or something?
- You knew?
- Call it a feeling.
I'm sorry you don't
have time to stay.
Don't I?
Do you?
No, I suppose I don't.
I'm sorry.
[ Door Opens ]
Happy birthday, Kate.
Happy braces, Harry.
You are a total dipstick,
Harry.
She likes you.
It all feels so
outta control sometimes.
I don't know how
anything's gonna turn out.
Life ain't a movie, Harry.
I mean, you know,
you can never be sure
how it's gonna go.
Imagine what
it would be like
if we all knew...
exactly what was
going to happen
to us, Harry.
Better to live
and learn, and write
your own happy ending.
Well, maybe I don't want
what you want.
Maybe I don't want
kids and bills
and a boring job...
and the same thing
day after day after day!
Maybe I want my life
to be different.
I want adventure,
and nothing's going
to keep me from it.
[ Mother ]
Where are you going?
I'm going to the movies!
[ Dog Barking ]
[ Panting ]
Please, God,
why can't life
be as good as a movie?
Just once,
why can't it be as good?
One, please.
- Why?
- Excuse me?
[ Harry ]
When was
this place remodeled?
I'd thought this theater
was closed.
I guess I was mistaken.
What the hell?
[ Rain Pattering ]
[ Panting ]
This can't be happening.
Harry, wake up.
It's just a movie.
Wake up, Harry.
[ Electrical Crackling ]
[ Screaming ]
Oh, no.
Oh, no!
I-It's what's-her-name's
dress--
the shower lady.
"Marion Crane."
Norman Bates chops her
into taco filling
in the shower,
and this is her dress,
and what am I
doing in it?
Aaah!
[ Woman's Voice ]
Do you understand, boy?
Go on. Go tell her...
she will not be appeasing
her ugly appetites
with my food or my son!
Or do I have to tell her
'cause you don't
have the guts?
Huh, boy?
You have the guts, boy?
[ Norman ]
Shut up! Shut up!
[ Panting, Whimpering ]
Come on!
- [ Horn Honks ]
- [ Whimpers ]
[ Keys Jingle ]
[ Whimpering, Panting ]
[ Pounding ]
Oh, no.
[ Footsteps Approaching ]
- [ Whimpers ]
- [ Squeaking ]
Norman!
No, N-Norman!
Norman, it's your mother--
She's made you crazy!
Norman-- Norman,
don't do this.
[ Sobs, Moans ]
Please, God, I take it back.
I don't want a movie.
I don't want to know
what'll happen in life.
I'll never ask.
I'll never even wonder.
Please, I don't want
a movie.
[ Screams ]
No!
Please, I take it back!
I take it back!
I take it back!
Oh, please, God!
[ Screaming ]
[ Screaming Continues ]
- [ Thuds ]
- Oh! Ow!
[ Coughs ]
[ Groans ]
[ Coughing ]
[ Panting ]
[ Coughing ]
[ Chuckles ]
[ Laughing, Sobbing ]
I'm back. I'm back.
I'm back! I'm ba--
Thank you! Thank you!
Kate!
Kate!
Hi.
- Hello, Harry.
- Hi.
- D?j? vu.
- [ Woman ]
Honey, what is it?
Oh, it's okay, Mom.
It's only Harry.
I'm sorry I don't
have time to stay.
Bye, Harry.
Kate. Kate.
A-Are you busy tonight?
Tonight?
[ Scoffs ]
Harry, it's 9:30.
Oh.
Tomorrow?
- Why?
- I don't know.
I thought we might...
play some miniature golf.
Miniature golf?
I love miniature golf.
[ Both Laugh ]
- Ha-Have you ever been to--
- [ Together ]
Putt-Putt?
- [ Kate ] Yes! I have!
- Do you know the putt
with the volcano?
- The volcano! I know.
- I got a hole in one on
the volcano last week.
- My best friend and I
can never do it--
- I'll take you.
- Jackie. Never. Never.
- We will do it tomorrow.
- No way!
- We will get a hole in one.
I can do it.
You stand there for hours
trying to get that one--
[ Chattering ]