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(thunder crashing)

(phonograph powers up)

(slow ragtime jazz playing)

(mechanical creaking)

(chimes tinkling)

(thunder crashes)

WOMAN: Oh, look.

Oh, wolfsbane.

Mmm.

"Even a man who is pure in heart

"and says his prayers by night

"may become a wolf when the wolfsbane blooms

and the autumn moon is bright."

So you know that one, too, eh?

Of course.

Everyone knows about werewolves.

WOMAN: Can you tell me when I'm going to be married?

What did you see?

Your hands please.

Your left hand shows your past,

your right hand shows your future.

What's the matter?

I can't tell you anything tonight.

Come back tomorrow.

What did you see?

Something evil?

No, no.

Now go away...

Go quickly.

Go!

Yes.

Yes, I'm going!

(whinnying and snorting)

(wolf howling)

(horse whinnying and snorting)

What was that?

I don't know.

Never heard anything like it before.

(woman screaming)

You stay here.

Larry!

Wait, Larry!

(wolf snarling)

(snarling)

Oh, Larry, Larry, what happened?

What's the matter?

(weakly): A wolf.

(horns honking)

(horns honking)

(distant siren wailing)

Shh, shh, shh...

(laughing)

Please, let it happen tonight.

(chuckles)

Even a man who is pure at heart

(laughing) Shh, shh. and says his prayers by night,

may become a wolf when the wolfsbane blooms

and the autumn moon is bright.

(muffled laughter) Shh, shh, shh.

(snickering)

Blair.

Hey, Pogue.

Would you go through your little routine again?

We were laughing so hard, we didn't get it all.

I was just... Save it.

We know what you were doing.

Everybody knows what you do when the moon's full, Pogue.

(laughing)

The 1930s ushered in a new realism in American cinema,

largely because of the Depression.

Gangster films like The Public Enemy

introduced a naturalism that hadn't been seen before.

BLAIR: Wouldn't you posit

that the artistic value of foreign films

made prior to that era

were superior to American efforts, Professor Schwartz?

For example, Eisenstein's Potemkin.

A major generalization, Mr. Westlake.

Let's stick to the subject, shall we?

Yes, Darius?

I've always felt that the Scarlet Cinema

stands out as both uniquely American...

Oh, boy, here we go again.

(students chuckling)

...and a genre that is extremely underrated.

Take for example Mary Shelley's adaptation of Frankenstein...

SCHWARTZ: The horror genre,

or Scarlet Cinema as you call it,

is a very much underrated art form.

Certainly the '30s and '40s

produced some milestone films.

It's a pity that modern pastiche

of horror classic... What happened?

SCHWARTZ: What is this?!

Turn those lights back on!

Please let it happen tonight.

(man laughing)

Even a man who is pure at heart and says his prayers by night...

WOMAN: What's he doing?

...may become a wolf (students laughing)

when the wolfsbane blooms and the autumn moon is bright.

(students laughing)

That's enough.

(laughter continues)

Go ahead, Pogue.

Come on, tell us all how werewolves exist

in the real world, huh?

(imitates wolf howling)

That's enough, Mr. Westlake.

Oh, Larry, will you stop worrying

and let me handle this?

Oh, but they're treating me like I was crazy.

(laughter continues)

They're treating me like I was crazy.

(laughter continues)

Ryan!

Throw me that putty, will you?

Heads up, Jack.

Hey, slider, pretty good.

Yeah, I can't believe we actually got around

to redecorating the store.

We're not redecorating.

We're repairing some things.

If we redecorate, the whole place loses its charm.

What charm?

Hi.

Are you open?

Oh, yes. Yes.

Indeed we are.

Thanks.

(clock chiming)

Please excuse the mess.

We're in the process

of rejuvenating the store.

Hi. How can we help you?

Well, I saw your ad on campus.

Did you buy an antique from this store

within the past three years? No.

Actually, I was wondering if maybe I could rent a couple.

I'm making a short film

for one of my classes. MICKI: Sure.

What do you need? Some masks.

See, it's going to be about

the facades that people put up sometimes

instead of facing who they really are.

Sounds good.

We got plenty of them. Have a look around.

MICKI: Was there any

particular type you're interested in?

Something inexpensive.

I still have to rent my camera.

JACK: Maybe we can

help you in that department, too.

I have an old friend who sells cameras.

Let me give him a call for you.

Great.

Are you sure you can let it go that cheaply, Mr. McDougall?

It's the least I can do

for a friend of Jack Marshak.

In fact, I should be

thanking you for his phone call.

It gave me a chance to invite him over

for a nip for old time's sake.

I think I've got

a box for this out in the back.

I'll be right with you, son.

Darius.

Hi.

You getting a camera for your project, too?

Yeah.

I'm really looking forward

to seeing what you're going to shoot.

I know how much you like film.

I'm, uh, I'm really sorry about what happened today.

Yeah. Sure.

Blair's just jealous.

You know, he's all talk.

He just knows he's never going to be

a serious filmmaker like you.

Just don't let him get to you.

Okay?

♪ ♪

Oh, that's a real classic, lad.

Vintage 1930.

One of the first produced with a lens turret.

It's fantastic.

How much is it?

I'm afraid it's not for sale.

I doubt that one would do the job for you.

I can make you a fine deal on one of the newer...

I want this one.

I'm sorry, lad.

Uh, with tax, that'll be

$300, please.

WOMAN: Oh, well, that's more than reasonable.

♪ ♪

It's not fair.

(camera whirring)

I'm afraid it's not for sale.

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

(snarling)

(howling)

(howling continues)

(low snarling)

(low snarling)

Jack?

Jack, is that you?

(snarling)

Jack?

(roaring)

(screaming)

(muffled screaming)

JACK: Excuse me.

(indistinct police radio transmissions)

JACK: Pardon me, could you tell me what's happened?

MAN: Pawnbroker got killed.

Somebody cut him up pretty bad.

Oh, my God.

20 years in homicide-- I've never seen anything like it.

Blood all over the place.

Looked like a wild animal got him.

♪ ♪

(reading)

♪ ♪

MICKI: I don't think there's anything to worry about.

You know how Jack is

when he gets together with one of his old buddies.

RYAN: Nah, I'm just worried.

He usually calls if he's going to stay out all night.

Jack.

Where have you been?

We were worried.

Jack?

Taylor McDougall was murdered last night.

What happened?

I don't know.

I've been trying to make sense of it.

The police think some animal attacked him.

What? He was...

torn to pieces.

You don't think that...

one of our cursed objects was behind it, do you?

I don't know.

Ryan,

would you go back to Taylor's shop?

He reported one of his cameras being stolen

just before he was killed.

See what you can find out. Right.

What about me?

I want you to start pulling the files, Micki.

What files?

Werewolves.

You can't be serious.

You didn't see him.

(indistinct chatter)

Carissa.

Hi.

How's your project coming?

Okay.

Yours?

I'm getting a few ideas.

Good.

Like I said, I'm really looking forward to seeing it.

Look, I-I was wondering

if maybe sometime you and I...

well, if you had the chance...

Carissa.

How's the project coming?

Okay.

Oh, don't mind me, Pogue, go ahead.

(laughing)

What a jerk, huh?

You're a real ass.

You know that, Blair?

Hey, what's the matter?

(laughing): Carissa, what'd I do?

I never thought I'd see the day.

Pogue actually working up the nerve to ask a girl out.

You had to see the look on his face

when I caught him in the hallway with Carissa.

(laughter)

(camera whirring)

(inaudible)

(distant siren wailing)

WOMAN (over speaker): Bela became a wolf and you killed him.

A werewolf can be killed only with a silver bullet

or a silver knife or a stick with a silver handle.

LARRY: You're insane.

I tell you I killed a wolf-- a plain, ordinary wolf.

WOMAN: Take this charm.

The pentagram, the sign of the wolf.

It can break the evil spell.

Evil spell, pentagram, wolfsbane.

Oh, I'm sick of the whole thing.

I'm going to get out of here.

Whoever...

is bitten by a werewolf and lives

becomes a werewolf himself.

(sighs)

Nothing.

There's not one object

even remotely connected with werewolf folklore.

I'm afraid I'm not having much luck either.

In order to become a werewolf, you've got to be bitten by one.

Hmm.

I'm positive one of our objects is involved, Micki.

I just don't know how.

Where's Ryan?

He should have been back by now.

Well, maybe he's got a lead on something.

Yeah, let's hope so.

(wolf howling)

♪ ♪

(camera whirring)

(keys jingling, low growling)

(whirring)

(touch-tones sounding on phone)

Hey, Ginger.

It's Blair.

Listen, it's a full moon out tonight,

and I'm up for a little excitement.

How about you?

Yeah.

(growling)

Just a minute.

Nah, it's nothing.

(muffled screaming, wolf snarling)

(muffled speech, shouting and growling)

(pained yelling)

(yelling and growling)

(yelling, crying and growling from inside room)

(muffled speech and growling)

(screaming)

(yelling, crying and growling continue)

(Wolf growling)

(knocking) Who's there?

Ryan Dallion.

I'm looking for a friend?

Hi. Sorry to bother you this time of night.

What do you want?

I just got a question. I'm looking for a friend of mine.

He said he's supposed to live

in this dorm somewhere, but I can't find him.

What's his name?

Jon Andersen.

Never heard of him.

I'm sure he lives in this dorm.

This is a great room.

You into creature features or what?

Look, I'm really busy.

I'm working on my film project.

I know. I heard those sound effects.

Was that you, or what was that?

Look, I'm really busy.

(crickets chirping)

(camera whirring)

(crickets chirping)

(howling)

(low growling)

(growling)

(loud growling)

(growling)

(camera whirring)

(panting)

(panicked muttering)

(grunts)

(panting)

(loud panting)

(growling and yelling)

MAN: Hey, Darius, keep it down!

MAN #2: Come on!

(growling)

(camera whirring)

(growling)

(growling)

Be patient.

I'll give you what you want.

Thank God, it didn't bite you.

Anyone who's bitten

by a werewolf and lives becomes one.

I found it.

"Tri lens movie camera."

That's got to be the one that Taylor reported stolen

just before he was murdered.

Well, who did Lewis sell it to?

It doesn't say.

But obviously, it found its way into Taylor's store.

And into the hands of that college kid.

Ryan, what was his name?

Darius Pogue.

Got the name off his mailbox.

Jack, you should have seen that room.

It looked like a werewolf shrine.

Jack, do you want us to go after him? No.

Not if he's found a way

to unleash a werewolf on the world.

It's too dangerous.

We need some protection first.

What kind of protection?

JACK: The only kind.

Silver bullets.

(clock chiming, cuckoo calling)

SCHWARTZ: I know most of you don't feel like screening midterm projects

after what's happened to Blair Westlake.

But life goes on, so

get your papers out,

get ready for the first critique.

(students murmuring)

Hi. Mind if I sit next to you?

No.

Please do.

(students murmuring and laughing)

SCHWARTZ: As you know,

I've had the opportunity to preview each of your films.

And I've decided to start with Darius Pogue's project.

(quiet murmuring)

(projector whirring)

(beep)

(eerie orchestral music plays)

(growls)

(growls)

(howling)

(keys jingling, low growling)

(dramatic musical sting in score)

(growling)

(muffled screaming, wolf growling)

(screaming and growling)

(growling and indistinct shouting)

(yelling)

(orchestral score plays)

(growling)

(scattered groans, murmuring)

(projector whirring)

SCHWARTZ: The lights, please.

I picked your film to begin with, Mr. Pogue,

because it is a classic example

of incredibly irresponsible filmmaking.

It's not merely derivative

of the classic film The Wolf Man.

Your images are downright stolen.

But worse than that, you have duplicated

the tragic death of a fellow student.

Such things are intolerable.

Simply giving it an "F" didn't seem enough.

I was tempted to burn it.

It's all it deserves.

There is no room in the art of film for such

callous insensitivity.

I expected better from you, Darius.

What you did was unconscionable.

I don't want to see you back in this class

until you've learned

to separate your fantasies from reality.

Do I make myself clear?

Mr. Pogue?!

(bell jingles)

MICKI: Well, did you get the bullets?

Yes, six.

The gunsmith made these for me on the spot.

Now, these aren't the only ones that he's sold today.

One was bought by a student

who sounds very much like our friend Darius.

Well, why would he need a silver bullet?

(bell jingles)

The paper says a student on campus was killed last night.

We better find Darius

and talk to him before tonight's full moon.

CARISSA: Darius?

Darius Pogue?

Carissa, what are you doing here?

I just brought back the masks I borrowed.

What about Darius? Has something happened to him?

No, no. We just need to talk to him. Have you seen him?

Well, he was just at the critique of our midterms.

Professor Schwartz really laid him out.

What do you mean?

Well, he showed his movie and then trashed it

in front of the whole class.

Really humiliated him.

Why?

I don't know. He accused him

of stealing scenes from some old movie.

What movie?

The Wolf Man.

(laughs)

Poor Darius.

It was even worse

than when Blair filmed him performing his werewolf ritual.

MICKI: Blair?

Blair, who?

CARISSA: Blair Westlake.

He got killed last night.

Some...

wild animal.

We've got to get to Professor Schwartz, and now!

(crickets chirping, dog barking)

(camera whirring)

I expected better from you, Darius.

What you did was unconscionable.

(low growling)

(projector whirring)

(yawns)

(low growling)

(low growling)

Who's in here?

(crickets chirping)

(camera whirring)

(low growling)

(low growl)

(yells)

(yelling and growling)

(distant yelling and growling)

(yelling and growling)

(growls)

(door creaks)

JACK: Professor, are you in there?

(low growling)

(growling)

Yes!

(gun cocks)

Silver bullets, Larry.

You're being replaced.

(growls)

(gunshot, groans)

(clattering)

Your suffering is over, my friend.

Now, you will find peace.

(sizzling)

(whooshing)

(distant howling)

(grunts, screams)

(woman screams)

Darius! Open up! (knocks)

(groaning)

(banging)

(growling)

(grunts)

(howling)

Ryan, I got the camera.

Come on!

Jack! Yeah?

He turned into a werewolf right in front of our eyes.

He got away. He's somewhere. So you didn't shoot him?

No, but we got the camera back.

I'm beginning to understand how this camera works.

It doesn't just bring a movie character to life.

It allows the owner to become that character.

Jeez. There's only one way to stop him now.

Yeah.

Come on.

(howling)

Even a man who's pure at heart

and says his prayers by night,

may become a wolf when the wolfsbane blooms

and the autumn moon is bright.

(snarling)

(bell tolls)

(low growling)

Who's there?

Carissa.

Don't be afraid, Carissa.

Darius?

I can't see you. What are you doing?

I want us to be together forever.

I want to make you just like me.

Don't be afraid.

(gunshot, gasping)

(growling)

JACK: Ryan! Jack! This way.

No, we'll never find him. Come on.

(gasps) It's all right.

All right, come on!

(bell jingles)

You've got to tell me what's happening.

Why is Darius doing this?

JACK: It's too late for that, now.

Take her on down to the vault, will you, Micki?

Yeah. Let's go.

Ryan, go upstairs

and make sure that all the windows are bolted.

Yes.

(lock clicking)

(rumbling)

In here.

Jack, it's all secure.

Okay. Go on down to the vault

and join Carissa and Micki. Jack.

Go on!

(distant howling)

Jack, I can't just leave you here.

Just do it!

(distant howling)

(rumbling)

(wood clattering)

(crashing)

(growling)

(gunshots)

(gunshots echo)

(growls) (gasps)

(grunts)

(growls)

(growls)

No! No!

(Carissa screams)

What are you doing?

The film, it's coated with silver nitrate.

(growls, Carissa cries)

(Carissa cries)

(growls, gags)

(moans)

(gagging)

(thuds)

(Jack groans)

Are you all right? Yeah, yeah.

Yeah, sure.

The way you walked was thorny,

through no fault of your own.

But as the rain enters the soil,

the river enters the sea,

so tears run to a predestined end.

Your suffering is over.

And now, you will find peace...

for eternity.

Well, I'm glad I didn't waste my time

painting it, anyway.

How are you two feeling this morning?

Oh, about as good as the store looks.

Well, it's starting to look like the old place again.

Hmm. He really tore it apart.

Yeah, there's no underestimating

the power of someone's dreams, is there?

RYAN: Why would Darius

choose to become a werewolf?

Oh, I guess it was his way

of acting out his movie fantasies.

His way of having all the power

that he never had in real life.

Well, I guess it's like they say.

You better be careful what you wish for.

You just might get it. You might just get it.