Venom vs. Vader/Transcript

Venom’s Story
Venom: [narrating]  My children... from the very beginning, it was the children who gave me my power. The Symbiote Slasher, that's what they called me. My reign of terror was legendary. Dozens of children would fall by my blades. Then the parents of Queens came for me, taking justice into their own hands. When I was alive, I might have been a little naughty, but after they killed me, I became something much, much worse. The stuff nightmares are made of. The children still feared me, and their fear gave me the power to invade their dreams, and that's when the fun REALLY began. Until they figured out a way to forget about me. To erase me completely. Being dead wasn't a problem, but being forgotten, now that's a BITCH.

Anya Rose Watson: It's only a dream!

Aurora Stacy: Die, motherfucker!

Venom: I can't come back if nobody remembers me. I can't come back if nobody's afraid. I had to search the bowels of Hell, but I found someone, someone who'll make 'em remember. He may get the blood, but I'll get the glory, and that fear is my ticket home.

Enter Darth Vader
Emma: Max? Is that you?

Emma: All right, fuck you, then. I'm heading in.

Emma: Max? Come on, it's not funny anymore.

Emma: No!

Shmi Skywalker’s Plan
Shmi Skywalker-Lars: Anakin.

[In Darth Vader's dream, after being impaled to a tree with Vader's lightsaber]

Emma: I should've been watching them, not drinking... not meeting a boy at the lake.

[Emma morphs into a dead boy killed by Darth Vader in the past]

Dead boy on tree: I deserve to be punished...

[Dead boy morphs into a dead girl with her throat slit, another past victim of Darth Vader]

Dead girl on tree: We all deserve to be punished...

Shmi Skywalker-Lars: [to Darth Vader] Anakin, my special, special boy. Do you know what your gift is? No matter what they do to you, you cannot die. You can never die. You've just been sleeping, honey. But now, the time has come to wake up. Mommy has something she wants you to do. I need you to go to Forest Hills. The children have been very bad on Forest Hills. Rise up, Anakin. Your work isn't finished. Hear my voice and live again. Make them remember me, Anakin. Make them REMEMBER WHAT FEAR TASTES LIKE.

[after Darth Vader leaves, Mrs. Skywalker morphs into Venom]

Venom: I've been away from my children for far too long.

Opening Credits
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VENOM VS. VADER

Lela’s Home
Grace Anderson: Marry, fuck, or kill? Your choices are-- your choices are the Three Stooges. Go, Chloë.

Chloë Robinson: Oh, God... Which one had the super-bad toupee hair?

Grace Anderson: Harry, Mar--

Lela Clark: No! No, no, no. It was Moe.

Chloë Robinson: Either one, I'd kill him.

Grace Anderson: OK, who'd you fuck, then?

Chloë Robinson: This is stupid, y'all.

Lela Clark: Come on. Come on.

Chloë Robinson: Oh, God. Whatever, look. I'd fuck the bald guy, and I'd marry Logan. Jesus. Is this what we're doing all night? 'Cause, y'all, this is really stank.

Lela Clark: Hey! Grace, what are you doing? I thought you were gonna quit.

Grace Anderson: I only smoke when I drink now.

Chloë Robinson: But you're always drinking.

Grace Anderson: Yeah, well, I'll work on that next. Hey, OK. I got another one. Fred, Scooby, or Shaggy?

Chloë Robinson: Oh! I'm not answering that and neither is she. Do you guys think I should get a nose job?

Lela Clark: Oh, my God.

Grace Anderson: Oh, please, Chloë, what you need is a lobotomy.

Lela Clark: I think I'm gonna get some candles.

Grace Anderson: I'm gonna get some beer. Do you guys want anything?

Lela Clark: Are you sure you should be driving?

Grace Anderson: I'm so under the limit, Lela.

Dylan Williams: Surprise.

Grace Anderson: Oh, Dylan. You answered my prayers. Thank you.

Dylan Williams: Whoa, babe! What'd I tell you about kissing me... after you've smoked, huh?

Grace Anderson: Lighten up. They're menthols.

Dylan Williams: Yeah. I brought Jacob. Where's Laura?

Grace Anderson: It's Lela. This is her house, so don't be a total cocksmith.

Dylan Williams: Whatever.

Jacob Wilson: Where are the ladies?

Dylan Williams: Relax, they'll be here.

Jacob Wilson: I'm relaxed, man. I'm just wet.

Lela Clark: Did you know they were coming over?

Chloë Robinson: Listen, you gotta be quiet. Hey, we knew you were be here all alone this weekend. Jacob's cute.

Lela Clark: He's not my type.

Chloë Robinson: Oh! Who is? No one's ever gonna live up... to the fuzzy memory of your first love, Lela. You were fucking fourteen, so get over it.

Lela Clark: Yeah, I know we were young... but what Jim and l had was real.

Chloë Robinson: Well, correct me if I'm wrong... but didn't Mr. Real just drop-kick your ass... without so much as a good-bye handshake? He ever even call or maybe even write to you after he moved? Send you an e-mail?

Lela Clark: No.

Chloë Robinson: You see my point? It's time to leave the convent, Lela. You need to meet a guy.

Lela doesn’t like Jacob
Jacob Wilson: Hey, Lela... I like the... flow of your place. Got good feng shui.

Lela Clark: Yeah.

Jacob Wilson: You know about feng shui?

Chloë Robinson: Oh, oh! Oh, you should see her bedroom!

Jacob Wilson: Hmm?

Chloë Robinson: Great flow in there. Lela, why don't you go upstairs and show Jacob your feng shui?

Lela Clark: Shut up!

Dylan Williams: I got a kink in my neck. Come on. You can massage it out for me.

Grace Anderson: I think I need a few more drinks... before there'll be any massaging.

Lela Clark: What do you see in him?

Grace Anderson: I don't know, but he has a cute ass.

Dylan Williams: Babe, don't make me ask you twice, OK?

Jacob Wilson: So, Lela... am I gonna get that grand tour or what?

Lela Clark: Yeah. You know, why don't you start in the kitchen... and get us some beers?

Jacob Wilson: Cool.

Lela Clark: Oh, my God, Chloë, he is a total idiot. Get him out of here.

Chloë Robinson: Oh, Lela, come on, give him a chance.

Lela Clark: I don't like him.

Chloë Robinson: You know what? You don't like anybody. I mean, Lela, you've barely gone out since--

Lela Clark: Since what? Since my mom died? Yeah, well, you know what? My dad needs me. So I can't just go out with guys all the time... and if I did, it would not be with somebody like Jacob.

Dylan’s Death
Dylan Williams: Yeah, fuck me, baby!

Jacob Wilson: Your back door was open. I closed it.

Dylan Williams: Mmm. Babe, you know I don't like to be touched after, OK?

Grace Anderson: Fine. I'll go have a shower then.

Dylan Williams: Good. Your hair smells like menthols, anyway.

Grace Anderson: Asshole.

Grace Anderson: Dylan! What the hell are you doing?

Chloë Robinson: Help us! Help us!

Lela Clark: Oh, my God!

Chloë Robinson: Over here! Please help us!

Lela Clark: Help us!

Deputy Jack Newman: [as the teens come out of the house screaming] You kids need some assistance?

Grace Anderson: [showing him her blood-stained hands] [shouts] What the fuck do you think?!

Sheriff Walker: We need to lock this down now. Keep it contained, you hear me?

Officer White: Killed in bed. Jesus. It's even the same damn house. 8842 69th Road. It's gotta be him, right? It's gotta be Eddie Brock.

Sheriff Walker: Hey! Don't even say... that son of a bitch's name out loud. Let's just keep it together. We've been through too much to let this thing spread now. Take all the kids down to the station. Keep them separate. Do it now.

Officer White: Yes, sir.

At the Police Station
Sheriff Walker: We'll be in touch.

Man: Thank you. Let's go home.

Sheriff Walker: So?

Officer White: She doesn't know anything. None of them do. I'm pretty sure we're good.

Sheriff Walker: Pretty sure? You better make damn sure... none of those kids knows anything... or I'll send your ass up to New York with them.

Deputy Jack Newman: Knows what? What do you mean?

Sheriff Walker: Good work there tonight, Newman. Right place, right time. But we'll take it from here, all right?

Lela's Dream
Deputy Jack Newman: Your father's on his way.

Lela Clark: Do they know who did this?

Deputy Jack Newman: No, not yet.

Lela Clark: But I thought I heard... one of the officers mention a name.

Deputy Jack Newman: You know, to tell you the truth, Lela... I--I just moved here about a month ago... but if they have a suspect, I'd be the first to know.

Lela Clark: But they asked me all these really weird questions... Iike about my dreams--

Deputy Jack Newman: Sorry, but I have to go. *then leaves*

Lela Clark: What was the name? What was the name? Eddie.

Lela Clark: Hello?

Lela Clark: Are you OK?

Little Girl: His name is Eddie Brock... and he loves children, especially little girls. Venom's coming back. Soon he'll be strong enough. It's OK to be afraid. We were all afraid. Warn your friends. Warn everyone.

Children: ♪ One, two, Venom's coming for you ♪

♪ Three, four, better lock the door ♪

♪ Five, six, grab a crucifix ♪

♪ Seven, eight, try to stay up late ♪

♪ Nine, ten, never sleep again ♪

♪ One, two, Venom's coming for you... ♪

At Jacob’s Home
Bill Wilson: Jacob, we have to talk. What the hell were you doing over there? You were supposed to be watching your sister. Were you drinking?

Jacob Wilson: My best friend was just killed, Dad! So how about giving me some fucking space?

Bill Wilson: You watch yourself, boy.

Jacob’s Fate
Jacob Wilson: I'm gonna get him for you, Dylan. Cop let it slip. It was somebody named Eddie. I'm gonna take him out myself, Dylan. I swear to God.

Jacob Wilson: Who is that? Someone there?

Jacob Wilson: Jesus.

Jacob Wilson: I'm OK. I'm all right.

Venom: [to himself, after Jacob gets away] [https://lairofhorror.tripod.com/voorheeslair/soundstwo/freddyfunFJ.mp3 Not strong enough, yet. Well, I will be soon enough. Until then... I'll let Vader have some fun.]

Jacob Wilson: Dad?

At New York Presbyterian Hospital
Mike Jones: "Hypnocil." What does this shit do anyway? How come we all have to take it?

Xavier Rodriguez: Keeps you nice and docile while I kick your little ass.

Mike Jones: [swallows pill with water] I'm fine with that.

TV News: We interrupt this program for a special report.

News Reporter: After tonight's murder... in this neighborhood of Queens... the Sheriff's Department has confirmed... that there is one victim...

Jim Parker: Hey, turn that up, man.

News Reporter: Remain sketchy, but the sheriff--

Xavier Rodriguez: [switches off the television] Sorry, Jim. You know the rules.

Jim Parker: Turn that back on. I somebody who lives in that house. Come on, turn it back on, man. I never ask for anything. Just turn on the fucking TV, please. [Male Nurse lays the tranquilizer kit in front of Jim] Fuck you, man. What the fuck is your problem?

Mike Jones: [pulls Jim away] What are you doing, man? You want 10 cc's of that pink tranquilizer in your ass?

Jim Parker: That was Lela's house. They said something about a m*rder. I gotta go to her. I gotta see if she's OK.

Mike Jones: Back to Queens? Do you want me to start having nightmares again?

Jim Parker: Don't start with that dream demon shit again. OK? You know that's all just in your head.

Mike Jones: Yeah, yeah, and who are you, the poster boy for sanity? You're the one that told the cops... Lela's dad killed his wife.

Jim Parker: Yeah, right, and now it looks like someone else... got killed in the same house. You think that's a coincidence? Two murder in one house?

Mike Jones: Brian, how many times do I have to tell you, man? I don't do checkers. I'm a UNO guy, all right? So go grab the fucking UNO deck and we'll play, OK? Please. Thank you. Look at us, Jim. Look around you, man. We're institutionalized. We're stuck here. We're not going anywhere.

Jim and Mike Escape
Mike Jones: I do miss my family, man. I mean, it's been four years since I've seen 'em, you know. All these years, and you're still convinced... you saw her father do that?

Jim Parker: I know what I saw, Mike. Fuck what the doctors try to get me to believe. I need to know if she's OK.

Xavier Rodriguez: You want to play?

Xavier Rodriguez: Sweet dreams, monkey boy.

Jim Parker: What the hell was that for, man?

Mike Jones: Heh heh heh!

Jim Parker: You're a fucking lunatic, you know that?

Mike Jones: I know you are, but what am l?

At Lela’s Home
Dr. Clark: Are you sure you didn't see anyone?

Lela Clark: No, Dad, none of us did. I already went over this with the police.

Dr. Clark: It's just... I don't know what I'd do without you. You're all I have left.

Lela Clark: Dad, I'm not going anywhere. I promise.

[in Lela's dream]

Dr. Clark: Look at you, you're exhausted. We need to get you to...

[Dr. Clark turns into Venom]

Venom: Bed!

Lela Clark: I don't want to go to sleep, Dad. I just want to see my friends.

Dr. Clark: I don't think it's a good idea for you to go to school today. You've just been through a very traumatic experience.

Lela Clark: Dad, please... I just need to get out of the house, OK? I'll be fine. I promise.

Dr. Clark: Well, at least drink your juice.

Sheriff Walker: Jim Parker and the Jones boy... escaped from New York last night.

Dr. Clark: Oh, Jesus. It's all coming apart again.

Sheriff Walker: Don't worry. We'll find them. Keep this thing contained.

Lela talks to her friends
Chloë Robinson: Lela!

Lela Clark: Oh, my God! God, you guys, I'm so glad you're here.

Grace Anderson: Jacob's dead, too.

Lela Clark: What?

Grace Anderson: Yeah, he-- He was stabbed to death late last night. Same with his dad.

Lela Clark: What?

Chloë Robinson: Shit, shit! This is bullshit! The police are blaming everything on Jacob... Iike its some kind of Columbine thing or something. They're saying he went crazy. killed Dylan, killed his dad, and then took his own life? This is so fucking messed up. This is messed up.

Student: Excuse me. Sorry.

Daniel Johnson: Lela?

Lela Clark: What is it, Johnson?

Daniel Johnson: Well, I heard what happened, and I just wanna express how - Or tell you how sorry I was.

Lela Clark: Thank you. That's sweet.

Daniel Johnson: Right. You know, actually if you need anybody to talk to or maybe...

Chloë Robinson: Whoa, Johnson, let me give you a tip. Place your hormones back in the box and quit while ahead, okay? We don't have time for date-a-dork right now. Thanks.

[Lela and Chloë walk off]

Daniel Johnson: Right. Sorry.

Chloë Robinson: I swear, every day is the same thing. He's like one of those fucking froufrou dogs that keeps humping your legs.

Henry: Give a couple to some ladies.

Student: Thanks, man.

Thomas Miller: I see what you're saying, Grace... but that's exactly why you should go. I mean, be amongst friends, where it's safe. There's gonna be a whole lot of loving there for you... and my boy Dylan, all right?

Grace Anderson: Yeah. Yeah, you're right. I should go. I could use a few dozen drinks.

Henry: That a girl. Let your freak flag fly.

Thomas Miller: See you there.

Grace Anderson: You want to go?

Lela Clark: No, I don't think so. I--I didn't get much sleep last night... and when I did sleep... I had the most terrible nightmares.

Chloë Robinson: Lela, you had to sleep at a police station. I'd have nightmares, too.

Lela Clark: No, no, no, it wasn't like that. I mean, this was really real. I mean, there was this man... but he more like a monster really... and they kept calling him Venom... and he was so real.

Grace Anderson: Shh! What did he look like?

Lela Clark: He--he had this... black goo, and... his skin was terribly alien suit... and on this hands he had this like these... claw fingers, and--

Chloë Robinson: You must be tripping.

Lela Clark: No, no, no! And then there were these little girls...

Grace Anderson: It's OK. It was a bad dream.

Lela Clark: And there were these little girls, and they were singing this song like... like...

Mike Jones: ♪ One, two, Venom's coming for you ♪ Do you know why they sing that? Because that's when he comes for you... in your dreams. You're lucky to be alive.

Lela Clark: Who is he?

Mike Jones: [talking about Eddie Brock / Venom] He's a child murderer. And some parents from around here burned him ALIVE. Then he came back; back for revenge in our nightmares. Funny no one ever told us about him, huh?

Grace Anderson: OK, thank you!

Lela Clark: No!

Mike Jones: Do you want some free advice? Coffee. Make friends with it.

Jim Parker: Mike! That's enough. You're scaring her.

Lela Clark: Jim?

Jim Parker: Hey. I thought you might be in trouble, so we--

Chloë Robinson: Lela!

Grace Anderson: Oh, my God! Lela, honey, wake up! Someone get help, please! Someone get some help, please!

Mike Jones: The principal! Jim, let's go, let's go!

Chloë Robinson: Please, somebody help her.

Grace Anderson: Lela?

Chloë’s Nightmare
Chloë Robinson: How much longer is it gonna take? ls she OK or what?

School Nurse: Shh!

Chloë Robinson: Tsk!

Chloë Robinson: For nose jobs, what kind of anesthesia do the doctors use? They put you all the way under, right?

Venom: Got your nose!

Mike and Jim’s Conversation
Jim Parker: Strong work, man. I came to make sure she's OK... and you put her in the infirmary. What were you thinking about... telling her all that stuff, man? I mean, we're not in group.

Mike Jones: Because I'm thinking for the first time in my life... that maybe I'm not crazy... that my brother wasn't crazy. She had the same dream, Jim.

Sheriff Walker: Jim Parker! Mike Jones!

Mike Jones: This doesn't make any sense. There's nothing on Brock. Not his arrest, his death, not even a birth certificate. Whole sections of the records are gone. Look at all these blacked-out obituaries. January 18th. That's the day my brother committed suicide. Why isn't that in here?

Jim Parker: I don't know! But I'm sure there's a good reason. Remember in group when they told us... not to jump to conclusions?

Mike Jones: Listen to yourself. You're holding onto that psychobabble bullshit... Iike it's some kind of security blanket, man. Let it go. They've covered him up, Jim. They never told us about Venom... because that's how they decided to beat him. They treated him like he was a fucking disease... and they locked up all the kids... who had made contact with him... so they wouldn't infect the others.

Jim Parker: That's crazy.

Mike Jones: Is it? How come we were never allowed... to call any of our friends, man? How come none of our friends ever called us? We were in a fucking quarantine, man. That's what New York was for.

The boys are making a plan to leave town
Jim Parker: Well, even if all you're saying is true, then why didn't Venom kill Lela?

Mike Jones: Maybe he's not strong enough yet. My brother said it's our fear that gives him power.

Jim Parker: Yeah, well, you sure as hell spread enough fear today at school.

Mike Jones: Holy shit. You're right. They wanted to forget Venom so they wouldn't fear him. What if I screwed up the town's plan?

Jim Parker: No.

Mike Jones: Fuck! This fucker's gonna spread like the plague, man. Kids are gonna start falling asleep, it's gonna... Let's leave man, let's leave right now.

Jim Parker: No, I can't.

Mike Jones: Why not?

Jim Parker: I gotta go talk to Lela. I gotta see if she's okay.

Mike Jones: Well, is she worth dying for? Because if you fall asleep, you ain't waking up.

Jim Parker: If that's the case, how come you're not dead? Or any of the freaks at Queens? When's the last time you even had a nightmare?

Mike Jones: I don't know. I can't remember my dreams anymore.

Jim Parker: Look, just give me one night, OK? Just let me find Lela, and then we're out of here. I swear.

Mike Jones: All right. If your ass isn't back here by dawn, I'm gone. We clear on that? This baby's my brother's pride and joy, so be careful.

The Rave Party
Daniel Johnson: Oh, shit.

Henry: Johnson!

Daniel Johnson: Henry, I don't drink.

Daniel Johnson: Hi, Lela. Didn't think I'd see you here. Can I get you something to drink?

Chloë Robinson: Smooth opening, but, you know, we're already taken care of. [to Johnson] What happened to your clothes?

Daniel Johnson: Oh, this. [gestures to his alcohol-stained clothes] I was... playing a drinking game with some of the lower primates... and I guess I'm penalized for my ability to read above a fourth-grade level.

Chloë Robinson: Johnson, you know, I always pictured you as a straight-up bed-wetter.

Daniel Johnson: You know what, Chloë? I used to think you hated me because you thought I wasn't good enough for Lela, but that's not it. You tear me down to make yourself feel better, because you really hate yourself, which is kind of pathetic when you actually stop and think about it. Assuming, of course, you *can* think, with all that make-up weighing down your head.

[Johnson leaves; Chloë and Lela look impressed]

Beer Line Girl: The cops said Ben committed suicide. Apparently it was grief over Dylan.

Beer Line Guy: No, man, that's bullshit. I heard some guy Brock killed them both. Said his name to my parents, they almost shit themselves.

Thomas Miller: Yeah, yeah, yeah, man, and I heard that Eddie freak, he used to live here. Fucking gutted Dylan like a goddamn turkey, man. Like, I heard his intestines and shit was on the floor... [Miller turns to see Dylan's girlfriend, Grace, glaring at him] Oh, shit. I'm sorry.

[Grace throws her cup at Miller]

Grace Anderson: Bitch! *then leaves*

Jim talks to Lela
Chloë Robinson: Oh, my God. Look who's here. Look who's here!

Chloë Robinson: What are you looking at? Come on, come on, let's dance. Come on, Johnson, let's go.

Lela Clark: Where have you been, Jim?

Jim Parker: Didn't you get my letters?

Lela Clark: What letters?

Jim Parker: They must've never even mailed them.

Lela Clark: Who?

Jim Parker: The...doctors at New York. I've been in a psychiatric hospital. Mike was with me there. Some other kids, too.

Lela Clark: I don't understand.

Jim Parker: Well, I saw on the news the other night... I mean, that kid that was killed at your house. I mean, I needed to know that you were safe. What happened?

Lela Clark: I don't know. I don't know. Nobody knows. Nobody saw what happened... and the police have been acting really weird... Iike they know something... and I heard them mention some name. Some... Venom. Eddie Brock.

Jim Parker: Where was your dad?

Lela Clark: Out of town.

Jim Parker: Are you sure?

Lela Clark: What is going on, Jim?

Jim Parker: Well, look, four years ago, I thought l--

Chloë Robinson: Enough with this bullshit talk. Let's go shake our ass on the dance floor. Come on!

Grace’s Dream
Dylan Williams: I'm dead one day... and you're already out getting shit-faced? Same old Grace!

Grace Anderson: Dylan, l-- I can't believe it.

Dylan Williams: Come on, let's go. [https://lairofhorror.tripod.com/voorheeslair/soundstwo/treytwiceFJ.mp3 Babe, don't make me ask you twice, OK? Now!]

Grace Anderson: Dylan?

Grace Anderson: Dylan?

Grace Anderson: Dylan?

Grace Anderson: Dylan?

Grace Anderson: Dylan?

Grace Anderson: No! Open the door! Please, the door-- No! No!

Grace Anderson: You're the one that killed Dylan!

Venom: Oh, don't worry about my little errand boy. The only thing to fear, is fear himself!

[Grace stumbles and falls over railing]

Venom: Oh.

Grace’s Fate
Venom: [after Grace's death and Darth Vader steals his kill] NOOOOO!!!!! She's Mine! MINE! MIIIIIINE!

Darth Vader kill everybody at the Rave Party
Henry: This ever-clear is kicking my ass.

[Darth Vader approaches two ravers]

Teammate: Check out this fucking guy.

Henry: [https://lairofhorror.tripod.com/voorheeslair/soundstwo/shackjethroFJ.mp3 Well, hey, Dead Bro. This is a rave, not a Halloween party. Why don't you go find yourself a pig to fuck?]

Teammate: Yeah. Invite only, cornpoke, [Poking Darth Vader's chest on each word] and you... weren't... invite...

[''Darth Vader grabs Teammate's head and twists it around. Vader then pokes him in his chest... and he falls over, dead'']

Henry: Son of a bitch.

Henry: Burn, motherfucker!

Henry: No!

Man: Run, man, run!

Harry: Freak! You killed my brother!

Lela Clark: Grace! Oh, my God! Oh, Grace! No!

Jim Parker: Let's go! Let's go, come on!

Talking about Darth Vader
[after seeing Darth Vader at the rave]

Chloë Robinson: Was that him? The guy you were talking about... Eddie Brock?

Lela Clark: No, that wasn't the guy in my dream. That was somebody else.

Daniel Johnson: Who cares about some fucking dream guy, okay? That psycho in the oxygen mask was real.

Thomas Miller: Dude, that goalie was pissed about something.

Chloë Robinson: We need to find the police.

Daniel Johnson: No, no! Fuck the police! Just take me home, Jim.

Jim’s Truthiness
Chloë Robinson: Grace, l-- I can't believe she...

Lela Clark: I know.

Chloë Robinson: Look, call me later, OK? Please. Just to check in. Bye, Jim.

Jim Parker: Be careful.

Lela Clark: Jim, I'm gonna go inside now.

Jim Parker: I think that's the last thing you should do right now.

Lela Clark: Oh, Jim, please. After everything that's happened... I just want to go to--

Jim Parker: There's more to it than that. Look, I tried to tell you this earlier. The reason I was sent to New York is because I saw your dad kill your mom.

Lela Clark: Jim, my mom died in a car accident.

Jim Parker: Well, he wanted you to believe that, but I was there, Lela. I was sneaking up to your room, like I used to do. Only you weren't there. I saw him kill her.

Dr. Clark’s Confession
Lela Clark: Dad!

Dr. Clark: Get out of the van. Get out of the van! Where were you?

Lela Clark: What are you doing?

Dr. Clark: I've been looking all over for you!

Jim Parker: Get away from her!

Dr. Clark: You're in a helluva lot of trouble, you know that?

Jim Parker: Like I give a shit anymore.

Dr. Clark: Get in the house! You! I'm taking you back to New York.

Jim Parker: No! No way! You can't trust him, Lela. Whatever you do, don't go home with him! No, listen to me! He was the one who had me committed!

Dr. Clark: You didn't understand. You still don't. You were confused!

Lela Clark: Stop it! Both of you, stop it!

Dr. Clark: Damn it, Jim! I am not gonna let you... endanger my daughter again! Not after everything that's happened!

Lela Clark: Stop it! Stop it! Fuck!

Dr. Clark: Lela! I--l--

Lela Clark: Did mom die in a car accident?

Dr. Clark: Yes, of course she did.

Lela Clark: Prove it. Show me a death certificate. Show me an off top zero report.

Dr. Clark: Lela, I don't think now it's the right time...

Lela Clark: Really, dad? Because I think it's the perfect time! Why don't you tell me about New York? Do you work there? Because I thought you're a fucking General Practitioner!

Dr. Clark: Yes. I do some consulting there now, but... it isn't what you think.

Lela Clark: Oh, my god. So you knew about Jim this whole time.

Dr. Clark: Lela, listen to me. You're upset. We both are. Now I think what you need now... more than anything is to get some rest. Why don't I give you some pills... and that'll help you sleep... and then we talk about it in the morning?

Lela Clark: I don't want to sleep, Dad! I want to know why you've been lying to me!

Dr. Clark: We'll talk about it in the morning! Now do what I say! Lela! Lela! Open this door. Open this door!

Lela Clark: Go away!

Dr. Clark: Damn it, Lela! Let me in! goddamn it!

Jim Parker: It's OK, it's me. It's me, shh! Shh! You OK? Are you OK? It's me, all right?

Jim Parker: I don't know how your father's connected to all this... but I think Mike was right. There's some kind of cover-up going on here with Brock. We can't trust the police. We can't trust any of the adults.

Lela Clark: So what do we do?

Jim Parker: We gotta get to Mike. He's the expert in all of this. He'll know what's going on.

Mike’s Dream
Mike Jones: You always looked out for me, bro.

Voice: '' Hey, Mike. ''

Mike Jones: I gotta stay awake.

Mike Jones: Shit!

[Ben Jones appears in a bloody bathtub in Mike's nightmare]

Ben Jones: Hey, Mike. You didn't forget about me, did you?

Mike Jones: [whispers in horror] Oh, God.

[Ben speaks in Venom's voice]

Venom: Oh, that's right! Everyone forgot! That's why they weren't afraid anymore! That's why I needed Vader to kill for me to get them to remember. But now he just won't stop...

[Ben shows Mike his slit wrists]

Venom: That dawn puck!

Mike Jones: This isn't...real. [https://lairofhorror.tripod.com/voorheeslair/soundstwo/markwakeupFJ.mp3 Somebody please wake me up! Please!]

Mike’s Fate
Jim Parker: Mike! Mike, wake up!

[tormenting Mike in his nightmares]

Venom: [disguised as Mike's brother]  I need you to send a little message for me. That's all, just a little message.

Mike Jones: I'm not gonna do it. I won't do it!

Venom: [fully transformed back into himself] No?! [slams the hand on the wall next to Mike's ear]

Mike Jones: I won't do it.

Venom: [grabs Mike by his shirt sleeves and points a claw finger at him] I'll have to pass that message myself. Won't I, hmm?

Jim Parker: Oh, my God!

Mike Jones: Let go of me! Help...me.

Jim Parker: Mike!

Venom: Pass on a little message for me, will ya? VENOM'S BACK

At the Police Station
Deputy Jack Newman: Sheriff, I've been compiling info based on eyewitness reports of the sith lord killer.

Sheriff Walker: We already know who did this.

Officer White: Sheriff, we closed down the school... and set up a curfew for anyone under 18.

Sheriff Walker: Good. Now I want twenty-four-hour roadblocks set up. Nobody leaves town, nobody gets in. We're gonna contain this son of a bitch... before he spreads any further.

Officer White: Yes, sir.

Deputy Jack Newman: Sir, shouldn't we have the F.B.I. come in and--

Sheriff Walker: No outsiders, Stubbs. We can handle this. We've stopped him before.

Deputy Jack Newman: OK, I'm a little lost here. Stopped who before?

Sheriff Walker: We don't say his name out loud. You're not from around here. I don't expect you to understand.

Deputy Jack Newman: With all due resect, Sheriff... I think we have a copycat of the old Darth Vader... Krypton Lake killer on our hands--

Sheriff Walker: You listen to me. We do things around here a certain way for a reason... and that's given us four years of peace. So you either do your job and keep your mouth shut... or, so help me God, I will lock you up! Do you understand me?! Do you understand?!

Deputy Jack Newman: Yes, sir.

How to Stop Venom and Darth Vader
Thomas Miller: Why don't we all just leave?

Jim Parker: No, even if we leave, Venom can still get us. We all know about him. We're all afraid of him. It was our fear that gave him his power. We're marked now.

Thomas Miller: Man, screw that clown. I mean, what kind of a pussy... comes after you in your dreams anyway? Now, that big-ass mother fucker back at the cornfield... all right, that's who we should be afraid of. Tell me who the fuck that was.

Deputy Jack Newman: His name was Darth Vader.

Thomas Miller: Shit, man...um... How'd you know we were here?

Deputy Jack Newman: Nothing personal, but the Scooby van out back... wasn't exactly subtle. And never keep your keys in the door.

Chloë Robinson: Great, so now we're completely fucked.

Deputy Jack Newman: No, you're not. I'm here to help you. Now, this Anakin Skywalker supposedly drowned... at Camp Krypton Lake back in 1951... when he was eleven years old. The counselors weren't watching him... then they made the mistake of killing his mother. The legend has it... that Anakin kept returning from his grave... to punish whoever returned to the camp. I think we're dealing with a copycat here.

Daniel Johnson: No. No. No, no, no. He's not a copycat. I've seen what he can do. He's the real Vader.

Deputy Jack Newman: That's impossible, Johnson. Vader is dead.

Thomas Miller: You'd better start thinking outside your little box, dude... 'cause somebody's definitely breaking... the fucking reality rules, OK?

Jim Parker: It makes sense in a way. I mean, what if Venom brought Darth Vader back... because he was too weak to go after us on his own... so he used Darth Vader. I mean, he knew that we'd think it was him... that we'd spread the fear again. And now that it's working... it's like he can't shut Vader back down.

Lela Clark: Wait a minute. Eddie died by fire, Anakin by water. How can we use that?

Daniel Johnson: I think we should concentrate on Vader first.

Lela Clark: But I thought we decided... that Venom was the one pulling the strings. Shouldn't we go after him first?

Deputy Jack Newman: I don't know, maybe what we need to do is... to offer Venom a sacrifice.

Thomas Miller: Yeah, yeah, totally. Like a virgin, right? Someone pure.

Daniel Johnson: Dude, don't look at me. Even if you pay for it, it still counts.

Chloë Robinson: Oh, come on. We all know who the real virgin is here.

Lela Clark: Chloë!

Chloë Robinson: Oh, come on, Lela. I know that you never made it with Jim. Why would he want to, when he can fuck somebody like me?

Jim Parker: [laughs]  Let's tie the bitch up.

Lela Clark: What?

Dr. Clark: Don't worry, angel. You've still got me. Come on, give daddy a kiss.

Venom: [to Lela] Your eyes say "no, no." But my mouth says "yes, yes."

Jim Parker: Lela, are you all right? You fell asleep.

Deputy Jack Newman: Oh, shit!

Lela Clark: I pulled that out of my dream.

Deputy Jack Newman: How is that possible?

Thomas Miller: Anything is possible now! God, you just don't get it!

Chloë Robinson: Oh, God, y'all, two killers? We're not safe awake or asleep.

Lela Clark: It's not the sleep that's killing us... it's our dreams.

Jim Parker: At New York City, Mike and l never had dreams.

Lela Clark: Were you on any drugs?

Jim Parker: Yeah, but there's something called hypnocil. They never told us what it was for... but everyone there was taking it.

Daniel Johnson: Experimental drug... not even approved yet by the F.D.A. Oh, shit. Used for... suppression of dreams.

Lela Clark: We need those pills, enough for all of us. Can you get us back to New York?

Finding the Hypnocil
Deputy Jack Newman: All right, this isn't it, guys. Come on, let's go.

Thomas Miller: Hey, dude. Let's take a little J-break, huh?

Jim Parker: No, man. He's a cop.

Thomas Miller: Come on. What's he gonna do, arrest me? Hold up. Hang on a second. Fuck. That's better.

Deputy Jack Newman: Where's Miller? Come on. Come on!

Jim Parker: This is "D" wing. These are the ones who wouldn't stop dreaming.

Lela Clark: Are they dead?

Jim Parker: They're in a coma. It says they were given too much hypnocil.

Lela Clark: Who would do this to people?

Jim Parker: Your dad's name is at the bottom... of both of these charts.

Venom control Thomas Miller
Thomas Miller: Cool...yeah.

Thomas Miller: What the fuck?

Thomas Miller: Nice.

Thomas Miller: Oh, yeah.

Thomas Miller: Hold up, man.

Thomas Miller: What?

Thomas Miller: What do you want?

Thomas Miller: No, I don't know where the hypnocil is, OK?

Thomas Miller: I can't pour these down the drain. We need this stuff.

Deputy Jack Newman: Miller!

Daniel Johnson: Miller! What are you doing? We need those drugs! Dude, no!

Darth Vader’s Arrival
Deputy Jack Newman: Dude-- Go on! Get out of here! Go!

Lela Clark: What was that?

Jim Parker: Let's go check it out. Let's go.

Daniel Johnson: Get back! ShIt! Hell! Fucker! Help me!

Jim Parker: Shit! They're all empty!

Lela Clark: We gotta keep looking.

Jim Parker: Maybe there's some down here.

Chloë Robinson: Damn, it's gotta be here somewhere.

Chloë Robinson: Miller, come on!

Lela Clark: Come on! Come on! What are you waiting for? Come on!

Jim Parker: Miller, time to go. We gotta go. Now. Come on.

Thomas Miller: [Possessed By Venom] Let me handle this, bitch.

Jim Parker: What?

Jim Parker: Come on, come on! OK, let's go! Let's go.

Lela Clark: No, wait, wait! Look.

Venom: [In New York, possessed as Miller] Come to Venom. [https://lairofhorror.tripod.com/voorheeslair/soundstwo/freddymychildrenFJ.mp3 These are my children, Anakin. Go back to where you belong.]

Daniel Johnson: Fuck you!

Jim Parker: Johnson...

Darth Vader’s Nightmare
''Venom: These are my children, Anakin. Go back to where you belong.''

''Shmi Skywalker-Lars: [to Darth Vader] Anakin. Anakin, my special, special boy.''

(in the Dream World)

Shmi Skywalker-Lars: I'm disappointed in you, Anakin. You disobeyed me. You were supposed to come back home... just kill a few of them! But I blame myself. I should've known... you wouldn't be able to stop killing! You are like a big, stupid dog who can't stop eating... even though your master said you've had enough!

Darth Vader vs. Venom (Part 1)
Venom: Now it's time to put this bad dog to sleep... for good! [jumps down to kill Vader, Darth Vader chops off his arm] Not my arm! [Jason chops off Venom's other arm] AHH!

Venom: [to Darth Vader] Welcome to my nightmare.

Venom: [torturing Darth Vader in the dream world] Penny for your thoughts, chief! [Darth Vader grabs him and pushes his throat to the lightsaber] Uhh! Oh, scary.

[Venom is playing pinball with Darth Vader, suddenly Vader hits the ceiling and falls straight down]

Venom: Tilt!

Venom: [to Darth Vader] Why won't you DIE?!

Venom: Come on. Come on!

Venom: [to Darth Vader] Ahhh. So you are afraid of something after all, huh?

Darth Vader vs. Venom (Part 2)
Chloë Robinson: How in the fuck did I let y'all talk me into this?

Jim Parker: Why don't we just try and do it here? Why go all the way to Krypton Lake?

Lela Clark: Best-case scenario: Vader wins. He'll already be home, back where he belongs. I mean, why follow us anymore?

Chloë Robinson: And if Venom wins?

Lela Clark: At least Vader has home-field advantage.

Inside of Darth Vader’s Past
[Tormenting a 'young' Anakin in his dream]

Venom: Awww... how sweet. [Rips the mask off] You ugly little shit. Now there's a face... [Holds up his mother's severed head] only a mother could love. Yeah! Now we're getting somewhere. Let's see what really scares you. And dig a little deeper.

Venom: [to Darth Vader] I'm dying to see what skeletons are hidden in your closet.

Daniel Johnson: We're seriously running out of tranq here, guys. I got maybe one dose, plus enough for Lela.

Jim Parker: Well, we're almost there.

Lela Clark: Then I better get going.

Jim Parker: No, no, just...

Lela Clark: I don't want you to go. I'm coming back. Just give me fifteen minutes, then wake me up. I'll bring that bastard Venom back through. Just make sure Darth Vader's waiting for him. *then kiss for a while and separated the kiss* Okay, i'm ready. Now I lay me down to sleep.

Kids: Freak show! Freak show! Freak show! Freak show!

Kid #1: Bull's-eye!

Kids: Freak show! Freak show! Freak show! Freak show!

Kid #2: Try this on!

Kids: Freak show! Freak show! Freak show! Freak show!

Kid #3: Stupid!

Lela Clark: [in Darth Vader's nightmare, while young Anakin is drowning in Krypton Lake] Aren't you going to help the kid?

Male Counselor: [having sex with a female counselor] Can't you see that I'm busy here?

Lela Clark: You mean you're not coming?

Venom: [the Counselor turns into Venom / Eddie Brock and it is revealed that he is having sex with a dead girl's body] It's not my fault this bitch is dead on her feet. [he laughs, and waves the dead girl's hand at Lela]

Chloë Robinson: It's been five minutes.

Daniel Johnson: Well, that was the last of the tranq, OK? We're out.

Jim Parker: Calm down, OK? Just relax!

Darth Vader woke up
Young Anakin Skywalker: Heeeeelp!

Lela Clark: Wait! Give me your hand! Give me your hand!

Young Anakin Skywalker: Help!

Lela Clark: Anakin? Anakin Skywalker?

Chloë Robinson: Y'all..... Y'all, something's wrong. It's like he's drowning or something. Venom must be killing him.

Jim Parker: We need him alive!

Daniel Johnson: Dude, what do you want me to do... Iike, give him mouth-to-mouth or something?

Chloë Robinson: Hell no. Why are you-- No! No, I'm not gonna do that. No!

Daniel Johnson: Chloë, look, I would do it myself... but I've had asthma since I was six, OK? I don't have the lung power.

Chloë Robinson: No.

Jim Parker: Chloë, he has asthma!

Chloë Robinson: Ooh! Ooh...

Daniel Johnson: Look, you can do this, OK? You can do this. You just--

Chloë Robinson: Shut up! You're not the one that has to do this.

Daniel Johnson: I know, but l--

Chloë Robinson: Shut up! Oh, my God. Ohh, God!

Daniel Johnson: Oh, man. Oh, shit. Oh, shit.

Venom: You!

Venom: What's wrong, Lela? Miss your wake-up call?

Lela Clark: Wake me up! I got him! I got him!

Lela Clark: NOO!!!

Jim Parker: Lela, come on!

Daniel Johnson: Wake up!

Jim Parker: Lela, wake up, please!

Chloë Robinson: Look! Guys, look. We're almost there.

Jim Parker: Help me. Come on. We gotta get her up. Come on. Start running. Start running.

Lela Clark: Wake me up! Daddy, don't!

Lela found the truth
Lela Clark: Daddy! No, daddy, don't! Venom! It was you!

Venom: [to Lela] I've always had a thing for the whores that live in this house.

Jim Parker: Lela, wake up!

Daniel Johnson: Oh, shit.

Chloë Robinson: It's him. He's here.

Jim Parker: Lela, come on! You gotta wake up!

Venom: Oh, yes.

Jim Parker: My God! Come on, Lela, wake up! Lela, please. wake up! Lela, please. Lela, please.

Daniel Johnson: Go! Go, go, go!

Jim Parker: Lela!

Chloë Robinson: Oh, you fuckin' asshole! Goddamn it!

Venom: Welcome to my world, bitch. I should warn you, princess... the first time tends to get a little... messy.

Daniel Johnson: Get away from her!

Chloë Robinson: Johnson.

Fire Battle
Jim Parker: Oh! Oh, no!

Venom: [to Lela, unaware that he's been pulled into the real world] Die, little bitch!

Daniel Johnson’s Death
Chloë Robinson: Jesus, Johnson. You--you're really hurt.

Daniel Johnson: No. No, no, no. Don't worry about me. Just a scratch. Just go get help, OK?

Chloë Robinson: What? You don't think--

Daniel Johnson: Look, I'm just gonna rest here a minute.

Chloë Robinson: Johnson--

Daniel Johnson: I'm fine, Chloë. Really. Now get out of here. Go get help.

Chloë Robinson: But you--

Daniel Johnson: Just go.

Chloë Robinson: OK, but I'm gonna be back as soon as I can.

Chloë’s Death
Chloë Robinson: Lela!

Venom: [to Lela] Think you're so smart! Huh, bitch?

Chloë Robinson: Venom!

Venom: [to Chloë] How sweet, dark meat.

Lela Clark: No! Chloë! Nooo!

Jim Parker: Let's go!

Chloë Robinson: [to Venom] So you're the one everyone's afraid of? Tell me something. What kind of faggot runs around in a Big-ass spider symbol? I mean, come on, get real. You're not even scary. [taunting him] You're not even scary. [https://lairofhorror.tripod.com/voorheeslair/soundstwo/kiabutterknivesFJ.mp3 And let's talk about the knives. What is with the knives? You trying to compensate for something?] Maybe coming up a little short there between the legs, Mr. Brock?

Venom: Hmmm.

Chloë Robinson: I mean, you've got these teensy-weensy little things and Vader has got this big old thing and like...

[Venom points behind her, she turns, and there is Darth Vader standing right in front of her with his lightsaber]

Lela Clark: Chloë! No! No!

Jim Parker: Come on!

Lela want Revenge
Jim Parker: Come on, Lela. Let's go, we can't help her anymore.

Lela Clark: No, I'm staying!

Jim Parker: Are you crazy? You got what you wanted, you pulled Venom out. Now he's fighting Vader. Come on, what more do you want?

Lela Clark: He killed my mother, Jim. It was Venom. My father covered it up to protect me. He didn't do it.

Jim Parker: Oh, my God.

Lela Clark: Look, he has taken everything from us! '''He has ruined both of our pasts... And I am not leaving until I see him die!'''

The Final Battle
Venom: Man the torpedoes.

Venom: [on top of a construction scaffold, yelling down to Darth Vader] Hey, asshole! Up here!

[Darth Vader looks up to see him and Venom knocks down a stack of rebars which impale through Vader's body]

Venom: Aha!

Venom: Yeah.

Venom: Ah, give me a break.

Venom: Oh, no. Ohh, noooo!

Jim Parker: Lela, get the tank!

Venom: Give it up!

Lela Clark: [to Venom] Venom! Go to Hell! [ignites propane tanks to blow up Venom and Darth Vader]

Venom's Death
Lela Clark: It's OK. It's OK.

Venom: You...

Lela Clark: [to Venom] Welcome to my world, bitch! [decapitates him in slow-mo.]

An Unexpected Ending
Lela Clark: Thank you for saving us, Anakin. Mow you can rest in peace. *then throws his weapon away in the lake*

End Credits
Directed by

SCOTT GRIFFIN

Co-Directed by

SAM RAIMI

ROBERT RODRIGUEZ

Written by

TED ELLIOTT & TERRY ROSSIO

Produced by

DAVID KIRSCHNER

Executive Producer

SHANNON WALKER

Executive Producers

M. NIGHT SHYAMALAN

ROBERT BERNACCHI

BILL BANNERMAN

Director of Photography

BRENDON BEHAN, ASC

Production Designer

OWEN PATERSON

Edited by

JEFFREY RIDGWAY, SR.

ELIZABETH BANKS

JADA PINKETT SMITH

LEONARDO DiCAPRIO

JAMES FRANCO

MICHAEL J. FOX

KIRSTEN DUNST

SEANN WILLIAM SCOTT

ROBERT DOWNEY, JR.

and NICOLAS CAGE as EDDIE BROCK / VENOM

Casting by

MINDY MARIN, C.S.A.

and DAN HUBBARD, C.S.A.

Music composed by

JAMES NEWTON HOWARD

and SHIRLEY WALKER

Costume Designers

JAMES ACHESON

TRISHA BIGGAR

KATINA LE KERR

Visual Effects Supervisors

LOUISE BERTAND and BRIAN ADLER

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MIRAMAX FILMS

GRIFFIN ENTERPRISES

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A SCOTT GRIFFIN Film

VENOM VS. VADER