Needful Things

This programme contains strong language.

Oh, my God!

There's an awning on the new store.

There's still soap on all the windows.

So?

So...

..they're hiding something.

I don't think so, Nettie.

I think it's gonna be an antique store, is all.

Well, I'm never goin' over there.

Argh!

Raider, how are ya, buddy?

Good to see ya.

Hi, Nettie.

Is Polly around?

Course she is. It's lunchtime.

Wow!

Hi.

Frank, Father Meehan.

Hi, Alan.

Afternoon.

Smoked turkey on rye?

Not today.

I'll try one of your specials today.

What's that? I'll have it, "delicious...

..salami, provolone, salad, mayo, mustard in a pitta pocket."

I wouldn't.

OK. How about smoked turkey on rye?

Good order.

Smoked turkey, rye.

Nettie's apple pie.

How's your day so far?

Uh, a little crazy, actually.

I got the photos back from the drugstore.

"You won't believe your eyes."

"Needful Things."

"A new kind of store."

You won't believe your eyes.

It says so right there.

Well, then it must be true.

Who's the new owner?

Nobody knows. Not local.

Shouldn't you be in school?

I got a cold.

RINGS

Hello?

Hello?

Is anyone here?

I am here.

Uh...

..the door was unlocked.

Of course it's unlocked.

I'm open. You've been here before.

Uh, no.

Sure you have. Sure.

I never forget a face.

Who are you?

My name is Leland Gaunt.

And you are?

Brian Rusk.

Nice meeting you.

Equally pleased to make your acquaintance, Master Brian.

Now, what would you fancy?

Fancy?

Everything here's for sale.

But not everything for sale is here.

I have a basement.

Are you from overseas somewhere?

I'm from Akron.

Where's that? England?

That's in Ohio.

What do you know?

There's Wilma Jerzyk and her husband, Pete.

What do you suppose they're up to?

Buying feed for their turkey farm?

Grows turkey, huh?

She's a crazy person.

Now, what'll it be? A Walkman?

A mountain bike?

I already got one.

Air Jordans?

I don't know. Sure, yeah, I guess.

Those are just objects, aren't they?

Just things, not important.

Well, suppose you had one wish.

What would you say?

A wish?

A wish. Just one. To make you happy.

To make you happy again.

Where do we start?

What could I possibly have around...

Mickey Mantle?

Little before your time, eh?

I meant the baseball card.

Me and my dad used to collect 'em.

Topps or Fleers?

Topps. We had a collection of 56 baseball cards.

Kaline? Campanella? That calibre?

Every Yankee except Mantle.

I mean, Moose Skowron was over 65 bucks.

Well, well. Moose Skowron is one thing but, woo, Mickey Mantle...

That's gotta run six, seven hundred bucks.

Well, you asked me.

I think I've something that'd make you happy, Brian. Stay here.

Oh my God, look at my butt.

I look awful.

You look fabulous.

Pol? You know how...

..you always say I'm not that serious about us?

This is your camera, I don't look like this.

I'd commit suicide if I did.

Polly, I, uh, uh...

..will you marry me?

Sure, whenever you're serious.

I gotta check Nettie doesn't burn the French fries again.

Polly.

-I

-am

-serious.

Mickey Mantle.

Oh!

Topps.

1956. Signed.

"To my good friend, Brian."

That's my name. It's impossible.

"Best wishes, Mickey Mantle."

Close your eyes.

Close your eyes!

(STATIC)

How much would you pay for the card?

Mickey Mantle.

Topps. 1956.

Signed, "To my good friend, Brian."

I, uh, no, listen. All I got is...

Shh!

A buyer never says what he has.

If you can't tell a lie, be still.

The first rule of fair trade.

What do you think?

I can't believe it.

It's not that great, I got it off the TV.

Liar.

Put it on?

Does that mean yes?

Mm-mm.

No.

Ninety-five...

..cents.

Ah! Now we're getting somewhere.

Not quite enough, but an intriguing offer nonetheless.

Let's call it...

..half the price, shall we?

Yes.

Half the price is 95 cents.

The price you pay in cash.

The rest, the other half,...

..is in deed.

You understand?

A deed?

A trick.

Well, more a tiny prank.

No big deal.

And no-one will ever suspect you.

I promise.

Remember the lady we saw buying feed across the street?

Yeah, Wilma Jerzyk.

Turkey farmer.

Know where she lives?

Outta the car.

I said, get outta the car.

DISTANT DOOR CLOSES

Now.

Ow!

Is this your name on this ticket, Ridgewick? Or a forgery?

You were parked in the crips' space.

The what?!

You...

THE WHAT?!

The handicapped space, Buster.

WHAT DID YOU SAY? You said BUSTER?!

Touch me again, I'll throw you in the GODDAMN CELL!

DANFORTH!

Danforth Keeton III.

Head Selectman of this pisspot town.

I can get your ass fired in one second flat.

Am I getting through, Norris?

I told him to write the ticket.

In that case, my mistake(!)

Dan, what's got into you today?

I'm just tired of self-important pricks, pusillanimous assholes...

That's enough!

Because I accomplish a lot for this town.

-I

-am

-this town and I'm sick of persecution.

I am not persecutin' you, Danforth.

He called me Buster!

You know how I feel about that.

Then he'll apologise.

Won't you, Norris?

I don't know that I will.

You will. Now.

I'm sorry. I'm sorry that I called you Buster.

Mama's boy, candy ass.

You bloated, cigar-sucking, used car salesman.

BOATS! Shithead!

I sell quality pre-owned yachts, you miserable fu...

-SHUT UP! Shut up! SHUT

-UP!

I moved here to be out of the city.

I'm in a place where people don't crawl up each other's asshole.

My nightmare'd be getting some cat out of a tree.

But EVERYBODY IS INSANE EVERYWHERE!

Fight it out. When you kill each other, whoever's left I put in jail.

I know you can do it. He won't bite.

-CLEARS THROAT

-But what...what will I say?

Introduce yourself. "Hi, I'm Nettie"

Then what?

Nettie, just go. You'll be fine.

Come on.

Hi, I'm Nettie.

HORN BEEPS

SHE SCREAMS

Thank you, Miss Butterfield.

Thank you, Miss Butterfield.

It's only nineteenth century.

Enjoy your purchases.

What's this?

An old wood chisel?

It belonged to a cabinetmaker at Versailles in Louis Seize's day.

Pete? Looks old.

My God, didn't think...

..we had room for another soul.

Hi. My name's Nettie.

DOG CONTINUES BARKING

That stupid dog barks at me again,

I won't complain to Sheriff Pangborn.

I'll skin him alive.

Not here, dear Gott, please!

HE SPEAKS GERMAN

DOG STOPS BARKING

Throw her Baptist ass in the street.

I will not. Dear ladies, can't we all be friends?

Not in this life.

Wilma, please...

I'm sorry. Ladies!

Excuse me,...

Pick it up. Go on.

Don't be afraid, Miss Cobb.

I had one just like it years ago.

Oh.

It got broke.

My husband...

-Your husband? Then it's

-Mrs

-Cobb.

Uh-huh. Though my George has been passed on some time now.

He died. Untimely.

I'm so sorry to hear that.

No need, it's been seven years since he was...

Murder is awful.

I...I didn't mean to...

No. It wasn't you who took the meat fork and stuck it in his throat.

BELL RINGS

Are you leaving, Mrs Roberts?

I have to think about it.

It is a lot of money.

Think about it.

So will I.

-Oh!

-You

-baked this?!

Of course. Homemade every day from apples picked down to Mayflower's.

Polly Chalmers, my boss, sent it over.

Go ahead.

Take him.

I'm scared I'll drop it again.

But you won't drop it.

Come, Mrs Cobb.

Please, sit down.

Listen.

Sometimes I think I can hear the tiniest laugh.

I like you, Netitia.

(GIGGLES) Oh.

I won't yell at you like he did.

MORON!

SHE SCREAMS

HE LAUGHS

He should be yours.

I need to go to work.

I'll see you soon.

I'll drop by for a bite.

Mr Keeton eats there most every day, doesn't he?

Mmm. Yeah. Danforth Keeton.

Everybody calls him Buster behind his back!

Why is that? Pray tell.

I don't know.

Maybe someone should play a trick on Buster.

Teach him to be nice.

My husband played tricks on me.

Maybe it'd be fun to play one on someone else.

No-one would ever know it was you.

I promise.

TURKEYS GOBBLE

Welcome to Needful Things.

Alan Pangborn.

Sheriff around these parts.

Leland Gaunt.

Owner.

So what can I sell you?

Me?

Oh, I got everything I need.

Fair enough.

How about a piece of pie?

Your fiancee, Miss Chalmers, sent it.

My fiancee?

A pretty lady.

Lucky man. I'll be back.

Whoo-hoo!

Oh, goodness.

I wish I had some Cheddar cheese.

But...

..beggars can't be choosers.

We haven't met somewhere before, have we?

Who, you and me?

In a big city.

You look familiar. I...

You look out of place here, actually.

You don't mind my saying, so do you, Leland.

So where you from?

Ohio. Akron...

..to be precise.

Pittsburgh.

I'm from Pittsburgh.

So why did you leave?

Well, I was a cop there and...

..I got tired of all the shit.

One day I lost it.

I hit this guy.

Way too hard.

I reckon he needed some killing.

But it was, uh,...

..it was still wrong.

Of course it was.

So I left. Now I'm here.

So am I.

THUNDER

Reverend.

Sheriff.

Alan, thanks for coming.

Afternoon, Father.

Hi, Sheriff.

I got this in the mail today.

"Listen up, you mackerel snapper."

HE SNICKERS

Excuse me.

"We tried to reason with you, but no use.

"We have put up with your Popish idolatry, even licentious worship...

"..of the Babylon Whore, but now you've gone too far."

I mean, Babylon Whore!

"Stop turning this town into a den of thieves and gamblers..

"..or you will smell the brimstone.

"The wicked shall be turned into hell. The Concerned Baptist Men...

"..of Castle Rock."

That eejit, Rev Willie Rose.

Maybe you shouldn't call it Casino Night.

Alan,...

..it's a little charity gambling.

Why it upsets the Baptists...

I'll go and talk to Reverend Rose.

When I was younger, people got on fine.

I'll get to the bottom of it.

You do that, Alan.

And when you do, you tell Rose...

..that if he tries to bump us,...

..we mackerel-snappers can bump back.

Pete.

Get me a gobbler from the pen.

I feel like turkey tonight.

You feel like turkey every night.

SHE SCREAMS

Wilma?

Wilma!

What happened?

Mud.

Mud.

Mud and shit. Goddamn turkey shit.

Why'd someone do that?

Because I told her I'll kill it.

Told who?

PHONE RINGS

The Dot.

Just a sec. For you.

Me?

OK, the square key.

All doors. Don't forget the lights.

You can do it, you'll be OK!

See you tomorrow.

Night.

Hi, this is Nettie.

I know what you done, crazy bitch!

Done what?

I'll get you - you and your mutt!

You don't dare.

Stop bothering me and my Raider!

He's a good doggie.

You won't...

..see me coming.

# "Achy Breaky Heart" - Billy Ray Cyrus

# And if you tell my heart

# My achy breaky heart

# My achy breaky heart... #

RECORD STICKS

Sounds like he's having an epileptic fit.

Yep.

Don't kick the Rockola, Hugh.

HE KICKS IT

Hear me?

JUKEBOX SONG RESTARTS

How ya doin' at the tracks, Dan?

Horses finally running your way?

Every goddamn time, Henry.

JUKEBOX STALLS

I'll kick it wide open if you don't fix it.

All right. That's it. Outta here.

Hey, gimme that back.

Any of you fellas for Castle Hill?

Hugh needs a lift.

A pink slip is what Hugh needs.

City employee being an ass in a public tavern.

Yep.

# ..think he'd understand..#

Nice to have friends.

# And if you tell my heart

# My achy...

# ..tell my heart

# My achy breaky heart

# I just don't think he'd understand #

You know what they do?

They come at night, take the mirrors and put in some one-way glass.

They stick a camera on the other side and they watch you

And they laugh at you.

And they take down every single word you say.

# ...whooh-oooh! #

HE CHUCKLES

You're drenched to your soul.

They threw me out!

I'm sorry.

Let me help you peel this thing off.

You'll catch your death.

A nice jacket in the window.

A classic early '50s beauty.

Warm as toast. Dry as a bone.

It's like the one I used to have in high school before I was a bum.

Uh, when I was a kid.

I bet people in this shit-pit town wouldn't believe you WERE a kid.

I know. It's not fair. I try so hard.

Not hard enough.

So they crushed you, huh?

They buried a wonderful boy deep inside you.

Which boy?

This one.

We'll find him again, Hugh.

We'll resurrect him together.

Because all of a sudden,...

..it's 1955...

..again.

# "Great Balls of Fire" by Jerry Lee Lewis

Was the best hour of the best day of my life.

God, I loved that jacket.

This jacket. This one.

This jacket, Hugh.

You can recover, retrace your steps.

Take charge of your life again.

God, this is still so beautiful.

Say, Hugh,...

..do you happen to know a nice Baptist lady called Nettie Cobb?

Sure. Crazy old rip, killed her husband.

How much do you want for it?

Mr Gaunt?

I am he.

Rev Rose of the First Baptist Church of Castle Rock.

May I welcome you to Castle Rock on the good Lord's behalf?

Why not?

Excellent.

It's my unusual urgency when I ask, "What faith, sir, are you?"

Faith?

Religion. You're not...

..Catholic?

You might say...

..that I am,...

..well, non-denominational.

I knew it. Then you'll have no objection...

..to my placing this in your window.

I couldn't possibly.

You see, uh, I... I,...

..like you, am here to serve everyone.

However,...

..as compensation, I could offer something that interests you.

How about an objet d'art?

What is your preference?

Asian? Roman?

Second Century, I believe.

Wasn't it St Augustine who said,...

.."Make me chaste, oh Lord,...

"..but not, not yet, not yet!"

Father.

Reverend.

# Paper packages tied up with strings

# These are a few of my favourite things #

Oh, yes. I'm so thrilled.

Thank you, Mr Gaunt.

Treasure Island. First edition, actually.

Signed by Robert Louis Stevenson.

It's magnificent.

Take a gander.

If it's too hot here in here, Mr Jewett, just say the word.

I'm afraid I have a tendency to turn up the heat.

Miss Chalmers. What is it?!

Where did you... How long have you been there?

I was just hoping for a coffee.

I didn't realise you were closed.

Coffee.

Sure, no problem.

You're Mr Gaunt.

And you're Polly Chalmers.

I'm sorry, I...

..don't shake hands, I have...

..arthritis. I forgot.

You've been having a devil of a time with it, haven't you?

Yes.

How did you know?

Nettie told me.

Oh, here.

Just a thank you note for that remarkable pie.

Oh, I don't think I ever had a tastier cup of coffee.

You wouldn't have a doughnut?

Something I can dunk, Miss Chalmers?

Oh, please.

We're going to be neighbours.

Why not call me Polly?

Come on.

Oh no. Oh, no!

No, no, no!

Ah, shit!

Whoa!

Dan! It's me. Jeez...

Jesus, Pangborn,...

..sneaking up on me like that!

Put the gun down, Dan.

Jeez, another minute and I'd have been gone.

What can I do for ya?

I had a call from the State Auditors.

Yeah?

Appropriations Committee meeting next week, budgetary stuff.

It's on my calendar.

They want to be there.

They want printouts, shit from City Hall.

You know those bastards.

It's a fishing expedition.

What the hell's goin' on?

HE SIGHS

I've had bad luck at the track lately. So I, uh,...

..borrowed from the town petty cash just to cover the shortfall.

Jesus, Dan.

I was gonna pay it back before next week.

Honest to God.

How much is it?

Twenty grand.

Twenty grand?! Jesus Christ.

I'm gettin' a loan...

..on my dealership, from Boston.

When?

Any day now.

Two, four days.

Next week.

Four days.

Four days.

Done.

< VOICES

< Yeah, I will.

-Believe me, I'll make it worth your while.

-Sure(!) Just pay it back!

CONVERSATION CONTINUES

How's my boy?

You have something of mine, Brian.

You've not finished paying for it.

You said I could have it if...

Dealing's not done.

You see? Until Mr Gaunt...

..SAYS the dealing is done.

RACE TRACK ANNOUNCER COMMENTATES

Yeah!

Oh boy! What the hell...!

That was pretty fine.

Fine as paint.

Can I, uh...

Careful, this is no ordinary toy.

What is it?

Well, you see, the man who sold this to me,...

..his father made a fortune from it.

Every morning, he'd take the day's racing form...

..and run its races before they happened, on this board.

He'd give each tin horse a real name from the paper,...

..do it just by touching...

..and whispering the brand new name.

Like Citation?

Seabiscuit. Whirlaway.

Seattle Slew.

Man o'War. Whoever were running that day.

Wind 'er up. Let her go.

Run the whole damn slate that way.

Ahhh... Northern Dancer?

Right. Eight, ten, a dozen races.

Then go to the track,...

..bet on those fillies that won on this astonishing toy.

He'd rake in the cash, Dan.

Rake it in.

Rake in the cash.

Ha!

How much?

Good day to you.

Good morning, Father.

Father.

What'll you have?

Coffee and the usual.

Hey, corncob, what's the button on your boob?

You're crazy.

You leave me alone!

Take it easy, Nettie.

Nettie.

OK, Wilma, what'll it be?

Raider on rye.

A glass o' puppy pus,...

..two doggie eyes.

Order up or get out.

Wilma! >

Oh, shit.

It's OK, it's OK.

I'll go talk to her.

Dreaming.

Junction Salute.

-HE CHUCKLES

-She's a hellraiser.

Tangy's Wonder.

Easy Sweet.

That's my...

Yes, OK, little puppies.

Run a good race.

Ready, set,...

-..go!

-TRACK COMMENTARY BEGINS

Neck and neck!

Yes!

Won!

We've got...

..Love My Martini,...

..Grand Cadeau,...

..By George,...

..and Confucius Sings, a little Chinese puppy.

OK, let's go. Make money for Daddy!

DANFORTH CHEERS ON HORSES >

Danforth?

Come on, horsey.

Danforth?

Goddammit, I'll be out when I'm out.

What about work?

I AM at work!

Want me to go down to the bakery?

Get some nice doughnuts?

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!

Doughnuts! Yeah!

Yeah, toilet paper, a nosejob.

Just LEAVE ME ALONE!

You ready now? Run a good race.

They're off! Coming round the corner,...

Whoa! That's a runaway victory.

Yes, come on. Come on!

Yeah!

# "Ave Maria" - Schubert (sung by Nicole Tibbels)

Sit!

Stay. Mommy's gotta go scoot and do something for Mr Gaunt before dark.

But don't you worry.

Mommy's gonna lock all our doors from now on.

Stay.

Come on, girls.

-BASEBALL ANNOUNCER:

-The crowd is tense. Brian Rusk pitching.

He's working on a no-hitter, bottom of the ninth inning.

Count of two and two on the batter.

Two men on base. Rusk walked them both and is checking the runners...

..leading off first and second.

The pitch.

Strike three!

Will he make that no-hitter?

Brian Rusk, man alive,...

..is he sharp! Sensational control with a 90 mile-an-hour ball.

Still a chance of a no-hitter.

Rusk has a curve-ball dipping and darting.

His fast ball - they can't touch it.

Rusk is delivering a performance that can take the Yankees...

..to another World Series.

Rusk is ready and he delivers.

And the pitch...

Jesus Christ!

Yes sir-ee,...

..we're having fun now.

Hey, Raider?

Hey, little pal?

Hey, Raider, how ya hangin'?

HE SPEAKS GERMAN

Aw, good fella.

Yeah.

Now, ain't ya got a face just cute as a baby bug?

Yes, you do.

You know what I got?

Huh? I got a beautiful jacket.

Yes, I do.

You know what else?

I'm gonna keep it.

# In the Hall of the Mountain King (Peer Gynt Suite) - Edvard Grieg

They're rounding the bend...

Let's Go Thunder.

Good Luck Lady.

Mr Pee, Lots o' Luck and Rosie Dee.

Yeah! Lucky Boy, Raise the Dead,...

..Frank's the Name, Gimme Shelter.

DRAMATIC CHORAL SINGING, Peer Gynt

God! I'll kill him!

Raider?

Mommy's home.

Hmm?

SHE HOWLS

Raider!

# "Ave Maria"

# "Ave Maria" continues

SHE MOUTHS SILENTLY

That bitch.

You killed my doggie, you bitch.

You broke my microwave, you crazy

SHE SCREAMS

Wilma?

D'you see the windows?

They're busted.

WILMA SCREAMS

Wilma?

You all right?

Come on, bitch.

Come for me if you're coming.

Wilma!

Nothing quite so invigorating as a crisp fall day in New England.

Mr Gaunt,...

Oh, Leland.

Leland.

Sorry, I can't even think.

Forgive me, Polly. You're in pain.

I'll forego small talk.

I'll give you the item I called you about and send you home.

Give it to me?

More or less.

But let's leave that till later.

Ah. When it rains, it pours.

(They're after me.)

Go upstairs, Mr Keeton, to my apartment.

Make some tea. Up in a minute.

(I don't have a minute.)

Go upstairs.

SIRENS WAIL

You know, it's funny.

They were feeling much better, then...

..just before you called, they started swelling up...

Polly,...

..I know a great deal...

..about the past.

And this is very, very old.

Egyptian.

Not as old as the Pyramids, but...

Do you have some water?

I need to take my pills.

Not any longer.

You see, this is called...

..an azka.

It is a tool of benkalitis, white magic.

They say it wards off pain.

Please, my pills. Really, I'm not superstitious.

Doesn't matter, Polly. This is.

Oh!

I'm sorry. Must be the storm.

Oh.

What storm?

Oh, I assure you,...

..there is one coming.

Now,...

..put it inside your sweater.

Wear it right next to your skin.

My hands. I can't unbutton my sweater.

SHE SIGHS

You must never take it off, Polly.

Not ever.

-< REPORTER:

-A heinous double murder, revenge gone awry.

Oops!

Don't tell me they were in your house?

They sent Ridgewick?

Yes! Yeah. How did you know?

They're so predictable.

(I need your advice. I think I should kill Ridgewick.)

It'd make things too easy for them.

They'd come get you,...

..hunt you down like an animal. Cop killer.

No. They'd have a party.

They'd get liquored up in Pangborn's office and go urinate on your grave.

Jeez,...

..I hate this place.

I hate these people.

They're all part of it, you know it.

All your weasely Selectmen, your so-called friends.

And Sheriff Pangborn, the big-shot ringleader.

He came in from outside, Dan,...

..to take over your town.

Oh boy, would he love it if you blew away one of his little...

..drones. PISTOL CLICKS

HE LAUGHS NERVOUSLY

What do I do?

Oh, nothing.

Well, I'll keep this gun awhile.

Save you from yourself.

You just go...

..to the races tonight, Dan.

Win yourself a bundle.

Sow confusion and uncertainty...

..amidst the enemy.

Confusion and uncertainty.

That's my boy.

In the meantime,...

..I'm laying my own plans.

When the Great Moment comes...

For everything you do,...

..Danforth,...

..this one is for you.

Almighty God,...

..hear our prayers for Wilma,...

..whom You've taken from this life.

Grant her light, happiness...

..and peace.

Let her pass in safety through the gates of death...

..and dwell with all your saints...

..in the blessed light that...

The Lord is my shepherd, I shall...

..you promised to Abraham.

..not want. He maketh me to lie...

Guard her from all harm.

..in green pastures.

On that great day of resurrection,..

He restoreth my soul...

..raise her up with all your saints.

He leadeth me in the paths...

Forgive her sins. let her dwell...

Yea, though I walk through the valley of death, I fear no evil...

< I must talk to the Sheriff.

Not now, son, Sheriff's busy.

Brian, did you see this happen?

No.

Well, you any idea who threw these apples?

No!

So maybe you'd better go home.

Easy! Whoa, easy, Brian!

Why? If you had to guess?

You're asking the wrong guy.

I don't understand anyone anymore.

You want the knife or the cleaver?

I can't believe someone didn't hear or see something.

Norris.

Nice of you to drop by, Deputy.

Went by Nettie's this morning.

Found this in the back alley.

Yep, I bet Wilma could have done the dog with that knife all right.

Nice work. Run it for prints.

Bet ten to one they're not Wilma's.

Why not? I mean, it figures if Nettie...

..threw the apples, Wilma killed the dog.

Nettie didn't throw them.

You'd go to someone's house to kill them, but break their windows first?

But if Nettie didn't, who did?

Maybe the same person who killed the dog.

Where you going?

To pay Brian Rusk a visit.

You guys canvas the neighbourhood.

PHONE RINGS

Sheila, it's the most disgusting murder I've seen in my six years.

I don't wanna hear. Hello?

Sorry, Father, he's not here.

Sheila. Sheila.

I'll tell him. Thank you.

This for me?

I have no idea what that is.

Looks like a present, Norris.

Hello, Sheriff's Department.

RAT TRAP SNAPS

SHIT! OW!

Goddammit! Get it off!

Get it off! Get it off!

Hold still, Norris. Hold still.

Get it...

Shit! Shit!

There's a note with it.

Let me see that.

"Crips' space is all yours now."

Buster, that son of a bitch!

Damn!

Shoulda read the card first.

Brian? You around?

Brian, I...

You tried to tell me something back there.

At the Jerzyk farm.

What was it?

Nothing, anymore.

Well, what's bothering you, son?

You don't have to be afraid.

I'm not afraid!

Between you and me, bullshit.

Look, he's a monster.

A what?

Who?

I dreamt about him last night.

Only he's real.

Sometimes if you talk about it the scary stuff goes.

No. No, not monsters.

Even monsters, Brian.

Whoa!

Don't come any closer.

You'll get the stuff on ya.

OK, Brian, take it easy.

Take it easy now.

Tell me what it is and we can make it go away.

No. It's too late.

I gotta go.

I gotta go to hell!

What d'ya mean?

Don't go in that store.

Don't go near it!

OK, I promise.

I promise I won't. What store? Needful Things?

A poison place.

And he's a poison man.

Who's a poison man?

Mr Gaunt.

Only he's not a man.

Mickey Mantle!

1956.

Signed to you and everything, eh?

It's yours, huh?

You sure don't want to lose this.

Mantle sucks!

THUNDERCLAP

# "Wild Man" - Rick Giles

# Runnin' down the road

# Same ol', same 'ol

# Oh, I don't know

# I think I can drive this thing #

AIR HISSES OUT

# I'm steady as a wall

# But underneath it all

# I'm gonna throw the roof off

# One of these nights

# One of these n...

# One of these... #

You asshole. >

That's it for you. Outta here!

Watch the jacket, Henry.

Miserable little shit!

I'll fire his butt Monday.

Everyone who's got it coming is gonna get it now.

HE CHUCKLES

Get outta here!

HE GRUNTS

THUNDERCLAP

You bastard!

Alan, what's wrong?

Brian Rusk tried to kill himself.

(Oh God!)

He's alive. But I was there.

I could've stopped him.

11 year-old kid tries to eat a bullet.

Why?

I don't know.

Polly, when...

Did Nettie ever say anything to you about Gaunt?

Anything strange?

What do you mean?

You got any aspirin?

Henry Beaufort!

The bastard runs the Mellow Tiger.

He cut my tyres, threw me in the rain in my lovely jacket.

Maybe then, you should go...

..take care of him.

Once and for all, Hugh.

Once and for all.

Yeah.

Don't be afraid of it, Hugh.

Guns don't kill people.

People kill people.

Hugh, I've been in this business a long time.

When I started out I was just a poor, wandering peddler...

..on the blind face of a distant land.

Always moving, always gone.

Asia, Anatolia.

Palestine.

Macedonia.

Year...

..after year, after year.

Finally,...

..I always...

..offered weapons.

And...

..they always bought.

Of course, I was gone before they realised what I'd purchased.

Oh, Jesus.

The young carpenter from Nazareth?

I knew him well. A promising...

..young man.

He died badly.

What is this?

Gaunt gave this to you.

Well, he didn't GIVE it to me.

And it made the pain go away.

Didn't it?

Take it off.

It's a disease that seems a cure.

Are you crazy?

I wanna see what's inside this goddamn thing.

Stop, Alan.

No!

Jesus.

What's the matter with you?

Don't you want me to feel better?

Take it easy, will ya?

You take it easy. They're my hands.

You're not the one who can't sleep.

You're not the one with the...

..oversized buttons on the phone.

The oversized Percodan prescription.

PHONE RINGS

Hello.

Yes, he is, right here.

Whoever he is.

Yeah.

OK, OK.

That's what I thought.

Thanks, Norris.

Gaunt never ran a business in Akron.

You checked on him?!

He's a con man, or something worse.

Two murders, an attempted suicide in this quiet town in 48 hours.

Wilma Jerzyk killed Nettie.

Brian shot HIMSELF. You were there.

Where you going?

It's pouring.

Good. He'll be home.

SHE CRIES OUT

SHE SCREAMS

INDISTINCT WHISPERING VOICES

Put it on.

Put it back on, Polly.

The pain will go.

I promise.

What's inside it?

I have to know.

I'm terribly sorry. I can't tell you.

It would spoil the fun.

Wouldn't it?

Twenty dollars.

Does that seem a fair price to ease the pain?

My purse.

Twenty dollars.

And a small favour.

What sort of favour?

VOICES WHISPER

He's a liar.

No, he's not.

And a thief.

Alan and old Buster Keeton have embezzled from the town treasury.

And the taxman is closing in.

Check his boat...

..if you don't believe me.

All he's going to do...

..is cause you pain.

Do as I say and you'll never feel pain again, Polly.

When everything else is gone,...

..isn't a young woman at least entitled to her pride?

The coin without which your purse is empty.

Oh, please!

Please!

I've always enjoyed ladies who take pride in themselves.

SHE MOANS

Polly, what a deep pleasure it is doing business with you.

WHISPERING VOICES

Alan!

Oh, Alan!

Wake up!

Jesus Christ!

He was there. Every time, he was there.

What? Who?

Look at this. England. Ohio.

Honolulu. Chicago. Sacramento.

Cuba. Castle Rock.

Who? Who was where?!

Gaunt. Mr Leland Gaunt.

Every goddamn time.

Oh, come on, Alan.

1894?!

PHONE RINGS

Sheriff's Department.

'It's Polly, Alan.'

I just tried calling you.

'I'm on your boat. How could you?'

How could I what?

I wanna find him. Call Andy, John...

..APB. And State. And APB's on Dan and Hugh.

Sorry, what?

I found the money, Alan.

'Hold on, what money?'

That you and Keeton took from the treasury.

Wait, wait, wait.

What are you talking about?

'I can put two and two together.

'I'm not stupid. I heard you cover for him on the phone with a taxman.

'I'm standing here, looking at thousands of dollars on your desk.'

Who planted this in your head?

Gaunt? Polly, listen.

If I'd stolen money,...

..would I leave it lying on my desk?

The guy...

..is evil.

Don't go near him. He's Brian's monster.

Somehow, I... There...

..there are newspapers, Pol.

He's not a human being.

Andy. Andy, this is Norris. Listen.

Get over here right now.

You're calling him Leland?!

Don't ask why, just do it!

Polly, listen. Stay where you are.

Stay there, will ya?

I'm coming right over.

Alan, what do you mean, monster?!

The guy looks like my uncle!

CRASH

My car!

TYRES SCREECH

You son of a bitch!

Whoa!

I'll get you!

I'll get all of ya!

Get this,...

..you fat...

Shit! Argh!

Goddamn.

Look! You thought I wouldn't know?!

With your name on every goddamm ticket?

Making fun of me!

Goddamn son of a bitch!

You! The little prick works for you.

Son of a bitch.

You gave that kid your gun!

What the hell for?

Norris, you still alive?

Huh?

Can you handle this or not?

Get your breath. OK?

You OK?

Look at me.

Yeah. Yeah! Yeah!

Get your shit together, lock him up.

I gotta go see Polly.

SIREN WAILS

Alone at last.

You pathetic piece of shit.

I am not a piece of shit.

Shut up.

This is for my surprise package.

No. No!

Oh no, no!

Buster.

CLICK

Gotcha.

HE GROANS

(CHANTING) Nah nah nah, nah nah nah!

Polly.

You here?

Pol?

HORN BEEPS

HORN BEEPS REPEATEDLY

MYRTLE!

Come on!

Myrtle!

HORN BEEPS

Thought you'd died on the john.

Danforth!

What's wrong?

Oh, nothing's wrong.

Things are better than they've been in years. I just need a bit of help.

Danforth, you're handcuffed.

Get me the hacksaw.

What did you do?

Forget the hacksaw. Get the hammer and the big screwdriver.

NOW! You moron!

Where do you think you're going?

Danforth, I can't reach.

Oh-ho, now that's a drill.

Did I ask for a drill?

Why won't you help me?

Danforth, I can't see.

You want me to let you go...

..so you can run in and call THEM.

Aha. That's one.

How about trying for two?

Yeah.

Danforth, you broke the law, didn't ya?

Oh - did I break their law?

Huh? How about you, Myrtle?

Did you break the law?

Did you sleep with him to humiliate me?

Who? Did I what?!

After both of you put up the goddamn parking tickets round my house?

No. And it's OUR house, Buster.

HE MOANS

WHISPERING VOICES

Stop looking at me! All of you!

PHONE RINGS

WHO ARE YOU?

It's me, Dan.

Your master's voice.

How is it going?

I killed my wife.

Is that wrong? I didn't mean to.

These things happen. Did she deserve it?

I don't know.

I really loved her.

Sometimes you must hurt the one you love.

I can't see Danforth Keeton doing something to someone...

..who didn't deserve it.

You're not a bad guy.

No.

I don't know any more.

'Get a hold of yourself.'

It's no good, this self-pity.

Hop in your car, come see me.

I've got something for you you'll get a bang out of.

# As I sit here tonight, the jukebox playin'

# A tune about the wild side of life

# As I listen to the words you are sayin'

# It brings memories... #

-HE SOBS

-Holy Mary, Mother of God...

pray for our sins...

now and at the hour of our death.

Amen.

Holy Mary, Mother of God...

pray for our sins, now and at the hour...

# Too many times married men... #

SHOTGUN COCKING

Hello, Henry.

SHOTGUN COCKING

Hello, Hugh.

Holy Mary, Mother of God, pray for our sins...

now and at the hour of our death...

Who are you talking to, Danny boy?

God. Just God.

On my time!

I just...

wanna tell you, I'm really scared.

You'll tell me nothing!

I'll tell you everything.

They have it coming, Dan, you know they do.

I know. So why not crush 'em all?

Split the earth wide open...

Because I don't work miracles.

I'm not the Father, the Son and the Holy Ghost. I'm just one lonely guy.

Please, please!

I just wanna die.

Please, I just wanna die!

I won't disappoint you.

Come see me when you're done.

Now dig.

Yeah. Quickly.

Here.

Dig, dig, dig. I'm diggin'!

You are disgusting, Dan.

Yes. Yes.

I like that in a person.

SOBBING

Thank you, thank you, thank you...

SIREN

Sorry about Buster.

I'll get that son of a bitch.

Who's there?

Oh, Alan.

It's late.

I need to talk to you, Father.

What's the matter?

Do you believe in the Devil, Father?

I guess I have to.

You can't have one without the other.

Do you believe in God, Alan?

What's he look like?

Look like?

The Devil. What the hell does he look like?

Well, he looks like you and me...

I imagine.

So he can get his claws in us without us knowing.

Make us do things we'd normally never do.

Terrible things.

No, no, I don't think so, Alan.

People have a choice.

DISTANT THUNDER

This is a good town.

Right.

Was a good town.

Full of decent, ordinary people.

Only now, the Devil is here.

The Devil's always here, always in our hearts.

But with the Lord's help, we can cast him out.

Not our hearts, in our town.

The Devil is in Castle Rock.

His name is Leland Gaunt.

Father?