All language subtitles for Nightmares.And.Dreamscapes.From.The.Stories.Of.Stephen.King.S01E02.720p.AMZN.WEBRip.x264-GalaxyTV_track3_[eng]

[theme music]

[music continues]

[thunder crashing]

[phone ringing]

Careful, ma'am.
It's bloody hot.

You were saying?

My..

...husband is... lost.

[sobbing]
Missing.

Here in Crouch End?

[dramatic music]

[vocalization]

[music continues]

[music intensifies]

[instrumental music]

Oh, Mr. Frehman.

- Mrs. Frehman.
- Hi.

Now, shall I call a porter
to help you with those bags?

- No, thank you.
- Okay.

I do have a message
for you, sir.

The caller did insist
that I give it to you

as soon as you returned.

- Here.
- Oh, why, thank you.

- Thank you.
- Have a wonderful day.

- You, too.
- Goodbye.

Oh. Hello.

Pardon us.

- What floor?
- Nine.

- But I'll do it.
- Not a problem.

No! Don't push..

...it.

My wife grew up on
a dairy farm in Wisconsin.

Elevators are still
a mystery to her.

I'm superstitious about pushing
the elevator button twice.

They say that it's bad luck.

Never hurts to be careful,
does it, dearie?

[laughing]
I cannot believe
I did that.

It was so embarrassing.

[Lonnie]
No. No, it's fine.

I hear that the British
love Americans

coming over here
and scaring their old people

into an early grave.

You did this.

Not all lawyers are romantic
cripples, you know.

They're beautiful.

[sighs]
Mmm!

So are you.

Thank you.

My mother told me
to marry Anita Fenburg.

Oh.

But I couldn't get
my head around

spending the rest of my life
trapped with someone

whose last name
translates into "Swamp City".

[laughs]

Well, look at you now.

Mr. Free-Man.

You got caught.

No. I surrendered.

You know, if we keep doing this,
we're never gonna get

to the Victoria and Albert
museum.

[exhales]
I'm devastated.

[phone rings]

[gasps]
Please don't.
It'll just be business.

Oh, you're right.
It's the office.

- Yeah.
- Oh, I should get it.

Mm-mm.

Hello. Hey.

[chuckles]

Your ambition can wait.

Now, what you should take is me.

You big thief.

Weren't you supposed
to give this to me?

I forgot all about that.

"Dear Lonnie, now that
you're finally here in London

you must come to the house
for dinner tomorrow at 6:30

if that's convenient.

Regards, John Squales."

Who's John Squales?

He's our solicitor,
uh, lawyer, here in London.

We worked together
on the Betton Steel merger.

He said that I was
uncommonly bright.

Actually used
the word "Uncommonly"?

I may have added that last bit

but he did say that I was smart.

Rumor has it
that he's the next head

of the executive committee.

You okay about having dinner
with him tomorrow?

It would be tonight.
He sent that yesterday.

Oh, crap.

Oh. Battery low.

I just charged you, you sucker.

What are you gonna tell him?

We're coming.

It's our honeymoon.
Can't we be alone?

Please, there's not a chance
he's still expecting us.

- Hey, John. Lonnie Freeman.
- Lonnie..

You're not gonna believe this.
I just got your note.

Listen. About dinner tonight..

- You saved us a spot.
- Huh?

Great. Sure. Fire away.

Right. Right.
A cab to Crouch End.

[engine revving]

No, no, no. It sounds really
simple. I'll see you at 6:30.

- Bye. I'll talk to you..
- Talk to you, too.

You're gonna love him.

Crouch End?

That's an ugly name.

- You owe me.
- Big time.

- Yeah.
- Thanks.

You're welcome.

I need the ladies room.

- They call it the loo here.
- Oh!

- It's over there.
- Okay.

You know what I was thinking?

At the rate we're
spending money, I'm gonna

have to work until I'm 90?

[laughs]

No, no, I was thinking

that if you thought we had time

maybe we could go back
to the hotel

and renew our wedding vows.

- Which vows?
- You know..

...the ones that go
"I do you, you do me

till death do us part."

- Those vows.
- Uh-huh.

I love those vows. Yo!

Excuse me.

What can I do for you, man?

My wife and I are trying
to figure out

how long it'll take us
to get somewhere.

- Where is it you wanna go?
- Uh, Grand Hotel.

This time of day,
with traffic, 30 minutes.

Okay, and how long
will it take us

to get from the hotel
to Crouch End?

I'm sure I can't help.

It's a place for strangers
not to go.

No. I got a friend
that lives on the outskirts.

Hear what I say, man.
Don't go to Crouch End.

[engine revs]

What happened?

I don't know.

I mentioned Crouch End
and he got all weird on me.

What did he say?

Something about strangers
don't go there.

Between the Jamaican accent
and the reggae

I m.. I missed something.

Oh.

What do you wanna do?

[laughs]
Besides that.

We still got time.
It's only a little before five.

I'll get a cab.
You relax.

[instrumental music]

We waited over
30 minutes for a cab.

Isn't that a little odd?

A pinch unusual, sir.

Unusual? I say it's close
to unheard of, my friend.

Yes, sir. Where to then?

Crouch End, please.

- Crouch End, you say.
- Right.

Heigh-ho for Crouch End.

[chuckles]

Cut it out.
That feels too good.

- I think that's the point.
- Stop it.

What about the driver?

I tip him well, he sees nothing.

Lonnie, anybody can see in.

- Oh!
- Okay. Alright.

But remember if I happen to keel
over in the middle of dinner..

- Don't say that. Take it back.
- What?

You don't joke
about something like dying.

Take it back.

- Fine. I take it back.
- Good.

Pardon me, sir.
Do you have an address?

Yeah.

Somewhere.

- Lonnie, did you see that?
- What?

It said "Sixty lost
in underground horror."

Isn't that what they
call the subway here?

Yeah. That or the tube.
Was it a crash?

I don't know.

Sir, was there a subway crash
here recently?

Collision, ma'am?
None that I know of.

- Weird.
- I don't know where I put it.

- Did I give it to you?
- What?

The napkin I wrote
the address on.

- No.
- What's bothering you?

That headline. "Sixty lost
in underground horror."

It's like sailors
drowned at sea.

Ooh! Gooseflesh.

My grandma always said
that someone

was walking over
what's gonna be your grave.

Honey, grandma was a whacko.

[both laughing]

Don't be mean.

She may be a little eccentric,
but she's sweet.

Think about it.

The woman will only plant
her vegetable garden

at midnight
when the moon is full.

Sweet or not, she is not
from our dimension.

[Doris]
She is a little weird, isn't she?

Pardon me, sir.
Did you say "Dimension"?

Where you're going, Crouch End..

It's a place where there's
a thin spot is what they say.

What the hell's a "Thin spot"?

A thin spot between what we see
as our world and the other.

- Uh-huh.
- Other?

What the gentleman said.

Dimensions.

The only thin thing around here
is his grip on reality.

Ah, perfect. Besides a low
battery, I have no signal.

Alright, when we get
to Crouch End

I'll call again and get Squales' address

tell him you lost it.

- I lost it?
- Yeah.

A good lawyer
never accepts blame.

Then, baby, you're
gonna be a great one.

[Lonnie]
Finally.

[dramatic music]

[vocalization]

[intense music]

What is it?

Nothing.

Nothing, I guess.

Guv.

You're here. Crouch End.

[intense music]

[eerie music]

- Sir.
- It's Archibald, ma'am.

But everyone calls me Archie.

Archie, is-is Crouch End
a nice place to live?

Well, they've tried, ma'am.
They've tried to make it nice.

Uh, had its own
tube station once.

EH and L railway,
they built bridges

and roads and storage areas.

But then they..

Well, let's just say
they moved on.

- When was that?
- Well..

They stopped using it
in the-the late 1930s.

Oh. Why?

Well, they claim
it was the second war

but that's not the real reason.
No, no, it wasn't.

It was when they
were making some repairs

to the station platform and..

Well, the story I heard
was they found a mass grave.

Yeah, well, you see, London is
laid out like no other city.

More like it hatched
and meandered

a street pattern
than it planned one.

Uh, it's because the streets
were paved over barriers.

Barriers between what
is rational and what is not.

Crouch End was built
on top of a towen.

- A town?
- No, ma'am. A-a-a towen.

Towen. It's a druid word.

Means a place
of ritual sacrifice.

Yeah, it's said
that Crouch End rests

on top of the druid
towen of slaughter.

So is that what they found

when they were building
the subway station?

- A druid burial ground?
- No, no, no, ma'am.

The bodies they found were
fresh, not centuries old

You're making this up.

As the Lord as my witness

I'm telling you
what I know to be true.

It happened right here
in slaughter towen.

You're just being silly.

Ma'am..

You asked me if Crouch End's
a nice place to live.

To you it looks nice and normal.

But it's not what it seems.

Now, what I told you before
is true.

This world is like being
inside a huge leather ball.

And outside the ball
are other dimensions.

And there are scuffs,
nicks in the leather

that make the thin spots.

And every once in a while,
the leather rips

right through the thin part.

It's then the other
dimension pours in

and breathes and lusts..

...right here in Crouch End.

You and your husband
shouldn't be here.

[Lonnie]
Yeah, pot roast sounds fine.

I like pot roast.

I-I-I don't see any reason
we shouldn't be there by 6:30..

Yeah, I mean, you..
I mean, I've got..

Ecch.

Ugh. Ecch.

[mellow music]

[dramatic music]

[music intensifies]

Okay.
Got Squales' address.

[wind howling]

- Where's the cab?
- I don't know.

Aw, man.
It's ten after six already.

What did he do,
just up and leave?

Did you pay him?

No. There was still
12.50 on the meter.

[kids screaming]

Hey, kids!

Hello!

Hey, I'm talking to you two.

[intense music]

- You American, sir?
- Yeah.

There was a cab over here.
Did you see where it went?

Bugger off, Joe!

Sir! Sir! Sir!

[giggling]

[laughs]

I guess some of the kids
in Crouch End

aren't too crazy
about Americans.

Rude little brats.

Did you see that
little boy's hand, though?

Poor thing.

Hon, looks like we hike.

I'm not sure I want to.

What if those kids went
to get their big brothers?

Well, there isn't
much else we can do.

The street's not exactly
overflowing with taxis, is it?

That was so odd
that he just left.

He seemed nice.
A little creepy, but nice.

The cabbie was weird
was what he was.

- Oh.
- Dimensions.

Thin spots.
Honestly.

[Lonnie chuckles]

Did I say it was a left
on Petrie or a right?

Geez, Lonnie, I don't remember.

Why don't you just call Squales
and have him meet us?

No, him thinking I can't
follow simple directions

will not help my career.

What is it with guys
and directions

that they can never ask?

What's that about?

First of all

I'd ask for directions
if I was lost.

But I'm not.

I'm just trying
to figure things out.

Secondly, I grew up in a city.

I'm hard-wired for direction.

[laughs]
What?

Anyone born and raised in a city

has a built-in
sort of guidance system

which always leads them
to promised land.

- Oh.
- Oh.

But, baby, you grew up
in Madison, Wisconsin.

- Oh.
- Not Manhattan.

And that is hardly a city.

A city is a city, Doris

and we're not lost.

Um, baby

would you just go
into that police station

and ask them directions
to 'Brass Butt' lane?

Please. For me.

Okay.

And it's 'Brass End'
not 'Brass Butt.'

- Okay.
- Wait here.

[intense music]

Hello.

Hello?

Anybody here?

[gasps]

Don't do that.
You scared me.

Doris, relax.

There's no one here, okay?

You're making me jumpy.

Did you get directions?

Yeah.
I messed up on Hillfield.

It was a, a right,
not a left, on Petrie.

No, we made a right on Petrie.

No, I don't think so.

- Yeah, Lonnie, we made...
- Honey.

Let's not be late for dinner.

Nice area. I love
this style of architecture.

Yeah.
Reminds me of Alaska.

Can't you just see the sled dogs
frolicking in the snow

little ice balls
clinging to their fur?

- What?
- Oh, you're back.

- I missed you.
- Lonnie, this isn't funny.

All that stuff from the cabbie,
does it really bother you?

Yeah, it does. Everything
around here is creepy.

- Creepy.
- Yeah.

I see.

Doris... there's something
that you should know.

In all fairness,
it's something that I

I should have told you
before we were married.

I-I'm not just a lawyer.

I have another job.

It's a really important one.

It's actually more
like another life altogether.

In the vast world of darkness

I am better known as..

...Lonnie, the creep slayer.

[laughs]
You are such a jerk.

Perhaps, but it was you
who summoned me.

Now, where are these
creeps who menace you?

I am walking next
to the biggest one.

Ah. Obviously
the creeps' leader.

Formidable, evil

but undeniably handsome

and uncommonly bright.

You are uncommonly something.

- Yes.
- Uh-huh.

I think he lives
somewhere near here.

[groans]

- Did you hear that?
- Mm-hmm.

[groaning]

No. Lonnie, don't.

What do you mean don't?
Someone could be hurt.

Let's just see
if they need help.

[dramatic music]

- That's strange.
- What is that?

Must have been
a crash or something.

No. Lonnie, please don't.

I-If someone's hurt, I should,
I should take a look.

Remember what I read
and what I saw?

About "Sixty lost
in underground horror"?

Maybe we were being
warned about this.

- That was about a subway.
- No, it wasn't.

- Archie said...
- Archie?

- Who the hell is Archie?
- The cab driver.

What if that is a thin spot?

He said that they
have them in Crouch End.

An underground place where
things rupture and cross over.

"Rupture and cross over"?

Oh, honey. He just got
your imagination going.

No, he didn't.

I'll just be a minute.

[Doris]
Lonnie, please.
Please come back!

[Lonnie]
Ah, there's another trail.

This thing goes off
around the side of the house.

Damn. Whatever this
stuff is, it's sticky.

- Oh, there's another hole.
- Be careful.

[Lonnie]
Yeah.

There's something
down there.

[Lonnie screaming]

Help!

Lonnie!

Lonnie, I'm coming!
Hold on!

Doris!

[dramatic music]

[gasps]

Lonnie!

[Lonnie]
Doris, help!

Lonnie.

Lonnie!

[intense music]

Lonnie!

Doris, run.

Run. Run!

Come on.

[vocalization]

Stop, stop, stop, stop, stop.
I can't keep up.

You have to stick
with me, Doris.

I am.
Where are we?

Uh, Crouch Lane and Norris Road.

Wherever the hell that is.

Idiots can't even spell town.

No. That's a druid word.

[Lonnie]
I don't recognize anything.

Lost my jacket, too.
That's a hell of a note.

- No, you took it off.
- Where is every...

Lonnie, it was covered in goo.
You didn't lose...

I didn't take it off.
I lost it. That's all.

Lonnie, what happened?

What was on the other
side of the hedge?

Nothing. I don't
wanna talk about it.

- Lonnie, talk to me.
- Nothing. I don't remember.

It's all a blank.

We were there.
We heard a sound.

And I was running.
That's-that's all I remember.

Why would I throw
my jacket away?

I mean, I liked that one.

After all, it did
match my pants.

[laughs]

Okay, we have
to get out of here.

No. No, we're going
to John Squales' for dinner.

- I promised.
- Baby.

We don't even know
where he lives.

Why don't we just
go back to the hotel

and we can call him from there?

Break a promise?
I don't think so.

Fine. Then call him.
Tell him to come and get us.

Yeah, I don't remember
his number. It was five...

[Doris]
It'll be in your cell phone.

Now, there's a good idea.

Oh! I never did get
this thing charged.

Got it.

Oh, he's gotta be there.
He's saving a place for us.

John, thank God.
It's Lonnie.

Yes.
Yeah, that's just it, John.

I'm having a bit
of trouble finding you.

John?

John?

Why would he put me on hold?

- Is the phone dead?
- Dead?

It's dead.
The phone's dead.

It can't be.

[dramatic music]

- Where are you going?
- John's place. For dinner.

Forget John.
This is wrong.

Everything about this is wrong.

I just wanna get in a cab
and go now.

How-how can we do that, Doris?

How can we go back to the hotel
when we are lost?

Or maybe..

...maybe it's more
like we're trapped.

Crouch End was... east..

...to the hotel, so if we go,
if we go west..

...we'll go back to the hotel.

No, but th-that means that
we have to go back, uh..

That means we have to go
back the way we came.

No, it'll be alright.

Baby, we're gonna be alright.

Come on.

Come on.

[intense music]

[music intensifies]

Are you alright?

I'm a little tired is all.

Me too.
We need to keep walking.

What do we tell them back at
the hotel about what happened?

Don't say anything.

Well, honey, look at us.
They're going to ask.

You can't say anything
about what happened.

It'd only make it worse.

Okay.

Promise me you won't
tell what happened.

I promise.

I promise.

[dramatic music]

I won't go this way.

Lonnie, it's the shortest
way back to the hot...

No.

Lonnie.

[gasps]
I won't go this way!

We'll try this street.

We'll see if this
takes us back.

Come on. Let's try this way.

I was thinking..

And that's all
I'm doing is thinking.

If the cab driver was right

about these rips
in the thin spots

which allows things to happen..

...then they'd have
to go away, too.

I mean, they couldn't
be permanent

or weird things would be
happening all the time, right?

So maybe..

...they've come and gone.

Maybe everything's normal now.

Where are all the people, Doris?

[vocalization]

The clock tower.

I saw that.

In the cab, on the way in.

[eerie music]

[intense music]

[kids giggling]

[music intensifies]

[music continues]

[vocalization]

[dramatic music]

[Lonnie gasping]

Lonnie?

[screams]

We have to go.
You promised.

Lonnie, let me go!

Lonnie, let me go!

Stop it. What are you doing?
Let go...

We have to stay together
like we promised.

It's the only way.

[grunts]

[breathing heavily]

Why did you slap me?

[train chugging]

[breathes heavily]

God, I'm so sorry, Doris.

I don't know what's happening to me.

I'm scared, Lonnie.

Me, too.

[instrumental music]

[gasping]
Oh!

[vehicles honking]

[gasps]
Did you hear that?

The cars?

We must be near traffic.

Let's go.

[instrumental music]

[bell tolling]

[engine revving]

Lonnie, did you see that?

Did you see the cab
right up ahead?

[dramatic music]

Lonnie.

Lonnie, come back!

Lonnie, please, come back!

Lonnie!

[music continues]

Lonnie!

Lonnie, come back!

I know the way out of here!

Please, I wanna go!

[vocalization]

No, Doris.

It's this way.
I've seen the other side.

You're wrong.
It's the other way.

You promised not to leave me.

You promised me.

[music continues]

You said you loved me.

Doris.

[instrumental music]

[shouting]

[growling]

[gasping]

[intense music]

Give us a cigarette, love.

[panting]

[intense music]

[howling]

[panting]

[music intensifies]

Lonnie!

Lonnie, answer me!

[male #1]
Cthulu kryon.

Yogsoggoth.

R'yeleh.

Nrtesn nyarlahotep.

Lonnie!

[dramatic music]

- It's the American woman.
- She's lost.

- Lost her husband.
- Lost her way.

Found the darker way.

[girl #1]
The road that leads
into the funnel.

Lost her hope.

Found the whistler
from the stars.

Eater of dimensions.

The blind piper.

Where's my husband?

He's gone beneath.

Gone to the goat
with a thousand young.

What have you done with him?

He couldn't well not go, could he?

The mark was on him.

You'll go too.

[vocalization]

[yelling in foreign language]

[Lonnie]
Do-o-r-is!

You made it, baby.

You kept your promise.

Now we'll stay together..

...forever.

[ground shattering]

[growling]

[Lonnie groans]

[growls]

[screams]

[dramatic music]

[kids giggling]

[grunts]

[intense music]

[male #1]
What in the name of..

Can you help me?
I need the police.

What happened then, lovey?

You look like you've been put
through a wringer, you do.

Car accident?

The street opened up.

[siren wailing]

They took my husband.

It's happened again.

The station's down there.

There's globes
hanging i-i-in the front.

We don't want you near us

not if you've been
to slaughter towen.

[engine revving]

[eerie music]

[phone rings]

Careful, ma'am.
It's bloody hot.

You were saying?

My husband is..

...lost.

He-he's missing.

Here in Crouch End?

- Yes.
- Happened today?

Why do you keep asking me
the same questions?

I've already told you
what happened.

[cat meows]

[gasps]

[glass shatters]

Terribly sorry, ma'am.

He's really not so bad.
Are you, Lonnie?

- What did you say?
- Oh, I was...

I was just talking
to the cat, ma'am.

Say it again.

I was just saying that
he's really not so bad.

- Who?
- Lonnie.

We named the cat Lonnie.
We found him as a stray.

Just this mornin' it was.

[sobbing]

[intense music]

[eerie music]

[intense music]