Arghh!
You're not real.
Don't be a putz, David.
Come here.
A nurse, huh?
Shh.
Come on.
What are you doing here?
I wanted to see you.
- (high-pitched) Hi, David. - Put that down.
OK, you've seen me. Now go away.
I'm sorry I'm upsetting you, David, but you don't understand what's goin' on.
I understand all right.
You're one of the "undead", and I'm a werewolf.
Yes. That's right.
Get outta here, Jack.
Tomorrow night's the full moon.
You're gonna change. You'll become...
I know. I know. A monster.
You've gotta kill yourself, David, before it's too late.
Are you really dead, Jack?
- What do you think? - I think I've lost my mind.
I think you're not real. I think you're just another part of a bad dream.
You've gotta believe me, David.
Believe what? That tomorrow night beneath the full moon...
..I'll sprout hair and fangs and eat people?
- Bullshit! - Goddamn it, David, please believe me.
You'll kill and make others like me.
I'm not havin' a nice time here.
You've gotta take your own life.
I will not accept this. Go away.
David?
This is not pretend, David.
I will not be threatened by a walking meat loaf!