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Step back. Make way.

Hang in there, Richard. The doctors are

going to take care of

you. I never thought it could hurt this

much. Wait. Wait

for me. Virgil. He's my best friend. I

got to go with him. Go home, son. I'll

call you from the hospital. But... Home.

We got to roll.

Virgil. Virgil.

You still with me?Yeah. I just can't stop

thinking about, you know, what happened.

Why don't you sit?We can talk about it. I

never talked to a psychologist before.

Feels kind of weird. I understand, but

let's give it a try. I promise I won't

bite.

I'd like to help you sort through some of

your feelings, Virgil. You've had a

traumatic experience. That's what my

father said. He's a social worker.

He also said there's no way I could have

stopped it from happening. I'm not so

sure about that. How well do you know

Jimmy?Not too well. Nobody does.

Maybe that was a problem.

The first time I even talked to him was

study hall. I was late for school that

day because I bumped into

someone I knew. Heads up, hotshot.

This is how we roll. Go, go. Hey,

Sparky, I've been working out. I can

tell. The muscle between your ears is

bigger than ever.

OK, OK,

time out. I'm seeing spots.

When I'm done, you'll be seeing more than

that. Turn around and get your claws up

in the air, Carmen. All this yelling's

putting me back inside my shell. Everybody

watch! Here we come!

I'm out of fun! Okay, that's it.

No more Mr. Nice Guy.

However you want to play it.

Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm late for

school. I hope you get

detention!

Mr. Hawkins?Uh, present?

You're four minutes late. You can take a

seat here or in the principal's office.

Uh, here is good, Mrs. Coleman.

Very smooth, V-man.

Hey. Just wondering what you were

working on. Stuff.

OK. Jimmy Osgood,

student of mystery. That's when Nick

Connor came in. Last year he

was voted best personality. He should

have demanded a recount.

Stop it! Stop it!

I mean it! I mean it! Don't!

Not cool, Nick. Give me a break, Hawkins.

And that's the way it went, all period.

He just kept tormenting Jimmy any way he

could. It was like a sick game.

Until the jerk finally won. All the

time, I kept wondering, Where's Eagle Eye

Coleman when you need her?Of course, I

could have told her what was going on. I

wish I had. It's just hard to tell on

people, you know?Especially when the guy

won't stand up for himself.

So, what up tonight?Any static action?

I got two chapters of advanced algebra.

That's enough thrills for one. Hey! Not a

can! Get it back! Come on! Stop

it! Wedgies!

Ohh A mouse!

Eat! Dweeb.

Jimmy, you okay?

I got it. Oh,

man, they cracked it. Sorry.

You got to report this, Jimmy. Take it to

the principal. Mind your own business.

But I couldn't. I had to do something.

So the next day we went over to his

house. What's this supposed to be?It's a

mouse, Mr. Computer Expert. My sister's,

actually. See that layer of dust?

Non-use. I can't take this.

Sure you can. She doesn't want it.

So, bet you got some cool computer stuff,

huhYeah, I guess. Jimmy, I'm going to--

Oh, visitors.

You should have told me you were inviting

friends over. I didn't know they were

coming, Mom. Well, I'm glad you're here

anyway. Help yourselves to a snack. I'll

be back. Try

not to chase them away, okay?

Come on. My bedroom's this

way.

Cool room.

Did you make all this?Most of it. See

this?It's a prop from Star Force. I got

it at an online auction. Whoa. We've only

seen that movie like a bazillion times.

Check it, V. Umm

I got it on DVD. We can watch it,

or... I could show you something even

cooler. I could show you a real gun. What?

My dad bought it. For protection. Want to

see?No. I hate

guns. My mom was killed by one. It was an

accident. Listen, I got to go. See you

tomorrow at school, OK?Come on, Rich. Bad

idea, man. What can I tell you?

I freaked. The last thing I wanted to see

was his dad's stupid gun. Of course,

eventually I would see it. When I did, it

wouldn't be protecting anybody.

Almost sounded like a major chicken. No,

Virgil, you did the right thing leaving

Jimmy's house. Every day, more than 10

young people die from guns, including

those who were shot by a family's

handgun. You were smart. I didn't

feel so smart. Anyway,

Jimmy apologized, so things were cool

again. After a while, he started

hanging with us at my pop's recreation

center.

Although he had a pretty odd definition

of recreation. Come on, Jim, shoot

some hoops. I'm not very good. That never

stopped Richie. Hey, here.

OK.

Well, wellOsgood the athlete. Nick,

give it a rest. I just want to show

Osgood how I can stuff a basketball.

Guys, guys! I've got great news.

Tell 'em, Mr. Hawkins. Well?Mr. Hawkins

says we can use the community center for

this year's Dakota Freight Fest. Yeah.

That's great, Freda. Should be fun. Of

course, we'll need lots of volunteers to

help set it all up. Virgil, you and

Richie are in. Lucky us. Hmm, how

about you?Uh, Jimmy, right?Wanna help?

Okay. Thanks, you're the best.

Come on, guys. We're gonna need every

pair of hands we can get. Nah, you

already got Osgood. That's a fright fest

right there.

Mr. Coordination.

Of course, not many people can resist the

power of Hurricane Freedom. By the

time decorating started, it seemed like

half the school was helping.

It turned the whole place into a great

big maze, the kind of place

the Cryptkeeper would call home.

Of course, I added my own personal touch.

But Jimmy really got into it.

He had a knack for making spooky stuff.

He never asked for any help. He just did

it. It was great, but it was like he

operatedin his own world, you know

I don't think he talked to anybody that

whole week, except for me and Richie. And

of course, Frida. He liked Frida. I

mean, Major liked.

Anyway, after a week of neglecting our

homework, we were finally finished.

Well, almost. Look

out! Blind box carrier coming at you.

What's that?The masks. Frida wants

everyone to wear one at the opening

tomorrow. You know where she is?In the

maze. I'll get her. I want to show her

what I did with the mannequins. Don't get

lost! HuhA

maze?Lost?Never mind.

Ooh This looks scary. Mr. Hawkins,

you're four minutes late. And you there,

find your seat. One week's detention.

Care to try for two?And you

boys, you're... What are

you guys doing here?We're supposed to

meet Nick. Yeah, Frieda said we could be

monsters.

Can't believe you want to hang with all

those losers. And Osgood's the king of

them all. He's OK. Maybe a little

shy. Well, I'm not shy.

How'd you like to go out after Fright

Fest tomorrow?Well, we're all sort of

going out together at Burgerfool. You and

Osgood, huhWhat?Yeah, I hear you and he

are like best friends. No. Hey,

if you like the guy, what can I say?I am

not interested in Jimmy Osgood.

Hey! How long you been listening, you

little creep?

Nick! Nick! Stop!

Get him!

Nowhere to run now. No! You want a

place to hide?I'll give you a place to

hide. No!

Let me out! Let me out! Let me out!

Please! Please, let me go!

Please!

You guys are creeps, you know that?It was

a really bad scene. I didn't think it

could get any worse. But boy, was Iwrong.

Fright Fest came and went the next night.

Jimmy never showed up. He wasn't even at

school. Come on, Freda. We were

teaching him a lesson. The guy was

eavesdropping. You didn't have to act

like a bunch of bullies.

Hey, I helped take down the decorations

tonight. Will you forgive me?If you

really want to apologize, apologize to

Jimmy. That's what I'm going to do. I

knew she couldn't sting mad at me.

Whoa.

A haunted house is one thing, but nothing

is as scary as clean-up day. Should we

swing by and pick up Richie?No, he's

taking his scooter. I'm kind of hoping

Jimmy will want to help. Can we go over

there?

Good afternoon, Mr. Osgood. Jimmy home?He

was up in his room last I looked. Go on

in.

Hey, Jimmy, it's me, Virgil.

Jimmy.

Wow, some screensaver.

The Battle Journal.

All I wanted was to be left alone. They

wouldn't even do that. They had to hurt

me, humiliate me. Well, it ends

tonight. I'm putting a stop to them

once and for all. Oh,

man. Maybe it's the clutch. You gotta

come upstairs right now.

I'm afraid he's gonna hurt somebody. He'd

never do that. He doesn't mean it. Your

son's depressed, Mr. Osgood. I work with

kids, and I can tell you, you can't

dismiss this. He needs help. Pops,

Jimmy told me he knew where he could get

a gun. My gun's locked up. I have the

key. Oh, my God.

It's gone. The gun's gone. What were you

thinking?Having a handgun in the house

where a kid could get to it?But I didn't

know Jimmy would even think of Pops.

Those kids who were hassling Jimmy, they

might be down at the community center. I

got to get down there. Call the police.

Have them send the car down there now.

Pops, wait for me. No, you go home.

Jimmy's dad and I'll handle this. I

could see he wasn't in the mood for

debate. Still, I had to do something.

Hey, look who's here.

Osgood. Forget something in your locker?

Nick, that's enough. Sorry.

What's that?A gun. Okay, put it

down. That's not funny. Lots of things

aren't funny. Breaking my computer wasn't

funny. Shoving me in the locker wasn't

funny. Jimmy, you're right. I'm sorry,

man. No, you're not. Jimmy, don't. He's

not worth it. She's right, man. You're

all upset about this now, but next week,

it won't even matter. Don't mess

up your whole life over this.

Get him!

Oh,

it hurts. It's not like on TV.

Somebody call 911.

No, no

They said Jimmy looked really confused

and angry. So you weren't there

when it happened. No, I got there after

the ambulance. It was terrible that

anybody got shot but Richie. He was

Jimmy's friend. Bullets don't

discriminate between friends and enemies,

Virgil. They hurt everyone. We're just

lucky Richie's going to be OK. I'm just

so confused. I'm mad at Jimmy for

shooting my friend. I'm mad at Nick for

messing with Jimmy. I'm mad at myself for

not telling somebody when I first heard

about the gun. I'm mad at everyone. It's

okay to feel angry, Virgil. It's what we

do with that anger that's important.

Hi, Frieda. You next?Uh-huh

Everyone who was involved is getting

counseling. The doctor told me that

Jimmy's getting it, too. I don't think he

belongs in juke, though. Don't be in

touch, Mr. Connor.

What about him?Suspension. He also has to

do some community service. Same as his

buddies. He's getting off easy. But at

least he'll never win any more popularity

contests.

I am repaired, rested, and ready for

autographs. Pretty big

cast. Yeah, the doc said I was lucky if

the bullet hit just a little higher.

Don't even talk about it. Yeah. Anyway,

maybe everybody's learned a lesson from

all this. Maybe. I

dropped him. What a klutz.

All right.

Let me help you, man.

Hey, thanks.

After Richie was shot, I found out some

things about guns you should know. In one

year alone, 6000 kids were expelled for

bringing a handgun to school.

As many as 4000 kids are killed by guns

each year.

You can do something to help stop this.

If someone tries to show you a gun, don't

stick around. Get away from them. Tell an

adult or someone you trust. Do your part

to increase the peace out there, allright?