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"The party was a merry one.

"Ichabod crane was at his best when he danced with Katrina Van tassel.

"Ichabod ate heartily,

"then he went out on the porch with the men

and exchanged sleepy hollow ghost stories."

I want to go with you and Mary.

You're too little.

This is the night that the ghosts and goblins are out.

I can run fast.

Not as fast as ghosts.

Listen.

"Ichabod started home on the gaunt gunpowder."

That's the name of his horse.

"Ichabod saw something huge and white under a tree.

Laura: "He called, but got no answer.

"Ichabod's hair stood straight on end.

"The stranger.

"It looked like a headless horseman,

"but it seemed to hold its head on the cantle.

Laura: Kept pace with him fast or slow."

He didn't have any head?

Not where it should be. It was in his hands.

Laura: "Ichabod was so frightened..."

thank you, darling.

Laura: "When he reached the bridge, he heard the horseman close in on him.

"As he turned to look, the spirit threw its head at ichabod.

He tried to dodge, but the head tumbled him into the dust."

If she doesn't hurry, it will be time to get back before we even leave.

I know the story. She's almost done.

"But ichabod was never seen in sleepy hollow again."

What happened to him?

I don't know. That's the end of the story.

Good night.

Hey, remember, you two, I want you home by 9:30.

We don't have a watch.

You've got a clock right in the sky. It's a full moon tonight.

When it climbs high enough to peek over the top of the trees,

it'll be 9:00, time for you to start home.

We'll watch it.

All right. Got your soap?

Yep.

All right, scoot. Have a good time. Watch out for ghosts.

Laura: There aren't any ghosts.

On Halloween Eve? I wouldn't be so sure.

- Ha ha! Bye. - Have a good time.

I never thought I'd see you encourage soaping windows.

Well, it's not my idea, it's oleson's.

See, the kids have fun doing it,

and then he doesn't have to supply the soap the next day

when he washes the windows.

Oh!

Carrie: It's too dark. I'm scared.

I knew it. Those ghost stories.

What's wrong, Carrie?

I saw something.

What was it?

I don't know. It moved.

Where?

Down there, under my covers.

Caroline: Here?

Yes, ma'am.

Carrie...

Those are your feet.

I'm afraid of feet.

Now, there's nothing to be afraid of.

Come on.

There is nothing to be afraid of.

Now go back to sleep.

Ma!

You made us late, so they already soaped all the windows.

Well, there's plenty more.

I'm going to go around the corner and soap the other windows.

Harriet: I ask for one little trip,

and you say we can't afford it,

and then you waste money with both hands!

Spending our hard-earned money on her!

You leave her out of it. She's none of your business.

She is, when you spend our money on her!

I buy what we need.

Harriet: Oh! Yeah, like a silly tin sword

you just couldn't do without.

These swords are made of the finest Toledo steel,

and they come from my family coat of arms.

Harriet: They're tin swords, and a coat of arms

as bogus as the peddler who sold them to you.

Nels: Tin, huh?

Harriet: Yeah.

All right. I'll show you.

Harriet: Nels, you put that thing down.

Nels: Tin, is it?

I'll show you whether it's tin!

Nels: Who's there?

Oh, Laura Ingalls!

Oh, I expect you saw what... what just happened.

I... kind of.

Well, I didn't mean to do it,

but people do lose their tempers.

I had to show her. I just had to.

Now, you can understand that, can't you?

Yes, sir.

Ah, I knew you would.

Ha ha ha ha!

I must say, it certainly took her by surprise.

She won't be saying anything about this sword from now on.

We're good friends, aren't we?

Sure.

You can understand why I'd like to keep this a secret...

Yours and mine.

Uh-huh.

Not a word to anyone.

You promise?

Cross my heart, hope to...

Fine!

We can consider the whole matter dead and buried.

Good night, Laura.

Come on, Mary. Hurry! Run!

Laura!

You waste money that I could have used to visit my mother

on a dressmaker's dummy,

and then you destroy her!

The dummy doesn't talk so much.

What?

I said... I changed my mind.

I decided to send you home to see your mother.

Oh. Well...

Uh...

Thank you, nels. I'll go pack.

Mary: Laura! Wait!

Laura!

Wait up!

Mary: Laura, please wait.

What got into you, running like that?

If you'd seen what I saw, you'd run, too.

Come on!

No. Tell me what you saw.

Mr. Oleson.

What's scary about him?

You see him every day.

Not with a big, long sword.

He had a sword?

He cut off Mrs. Oleson's head!

Laura Ingalls, you should wash your mouth out with soap

for telling a story like that.

But I saw him!

Mr. Oleson is a nice man.

He wouldn't hurt a fly.

It's the truth, honest.

He told me not to tell.

I'm not going to listen to another word.

You're just trying to scare me the way you scared Carrie.

But I did see him.

I did!

- Hi, ma, pa. - You're home early.

Yes, ma'am.

Well, I didn't expect you for another hour. What happened?

Laura's fault. She'll tell you. Good night.

What happened, half-pint?

I saw something, pa.

Charles: Aha! Ghosts. I told you they walked around on Halloween.

No, something worse than that.

I saw somebody cut somebody's head off.

Laura!

Come on, half-pint. You come home with some tall tales,

but this one's too much even for Halloween.

But I did see it.

Charles: You've been reading too many ghost stories.

Pa, you have to listen.

You can expect Carrie to believe a story like that,

but you can't expect us to.

Yeah, your ma's right.

Fun is fun, but I want you to get off to bed now.

Don't you even want to know whose head got cut off?

It's going to be yours if you don't get off to bed. Now, scoot.

Pa?

Charles: I told you... to bed.

Well? Did you tell them?

Yeah, I told them.

What did they say?

They don't believe me, either.

They wouldn't even listen.

Well, what do you expect?

That's the silliest story I've ever heard.

You'd better come to bed.

Aah!

All:

There's your dollar, and I can't thank you enough.

A dollar will pay for fancy's oats.

Getting me up at the crack of dawn!

I still don't know why I couldn't have waited to take the stage.

Oh, this will be much more comfortable.

Not to mention cheaper and a whole lot faster.

Aah!

Mary: If I get a bad grade on that spelling test today,

it'll be all your fault.

Laura: Why?

Mary: Because you kept me awake all night is why...

Rolling around on the bed and moaning

and flopping the covers all over.

Well, I couldn't help it.

I was having a nightmare.

Besides, you would, too, if you'd seen what I did.

Oh, Laura, don't start that dumb story again.

It's not a story! I saw it.

When we get into town,

why don't you just go to the olesons' and see for yourself?

See what?

See Mrs. Oleson.

I don't want to see her.

Why not?

Because she hasn't got any head.

You'd better stop talking like that,

or you're going to get in trouble.

You won't believe me.

Of course not!

Then I'll just walk to school with someone who will.

Where are you going?

Why should I tell you? You wouldn't believe me anyway.

Mary was with you?

Yeah, but not where she could see.

She didn't believe me.

Did you tell your folks?

I told them the minute I got home,

but pa almost laughed at me, but not really.

He said I was imagining things.

I expect he's right.

You, too?

I thought we were best friends.

We are,

but Mr. Oleson with a long sword?

You think I'm lying.

I didn't say that.

Just the same as.

Laura, people imagine things.

One night in the barn, I saw a giant jumping at me.

Scared me out of my skin,

till my pa showed me it was just a shadow.

You could have made a mistake. I did.

We'll go to oleson's mercantile, and I'll prove it.

We'll be late for school.

You're scared.

I am not.

Then come on.

Nels: Be right there!

Well, Laura, Carl, how are you today?

Laura and Carl: Hi, Mr. Oleson.

What can I do for you?

We'd like a pencil, please.

Well, all right.

Here we are.

Two for a penny.

Oh, no, sir.

I'd like the special kind,

the one that Mrs. Oleson gives me.

Oh. Mrs. Oleson?

Nels: Well, I don't know. These are the only ones that I know about,

and she went away this morning.

She'll just be gone for a few days to visit her mother.

I'll wait, thank you.

All right.

I told you, she's not there.

He said she went to her mother's.

He winked at me. You saw him.

He could have had something in his eye.

If Mrs. Oleson is going to go see her mother,

she's got to be on the stage.

Of course she is!

She can't be.

She hasn't got a head.

Come on, silly. I'll show you.

Mrs. Oleson! Mrs. Oleson!

Mrs. Foster: Hello, Carl.

Hi, Mrs. Foster.

Is there anything wrong?

No, ma'am.

Have a good trip.

Thank you.

You know something? I'm scared.

Come on.

What are we going to do?

Well, I told Mary, and ma and pa,

but they didn't believe me.

What we need is a sheriff, but walnut grove doesn't have one.

Mankato does.

You could write him a letter.

I don't have a stamp.

Even if I did, he'd probably just laugh at me anyway.

Then we just wait.

When Mrs. Oleson doesn't come home, then everybody'll know.

Oh, no.

What Mr. Oleson did was purely wicked.

He's dangerous. He might even do it again!

You can only cut off a person's head once.

Not Mrs. Oleson's.

What if Nellie and Willie start asking about where their ma is?

Laura: No telling what he'll do.

I don't want to talk about it.

We got to talk about it.

If something awful happens to Nellie and Willie,

it'll be our fault.

We got to warn them.

I'm not the one who saw them.

I'm not asking you to say anything,

just be there.

That's what best friends are for, isn't it?

Well, isn't it?

I guess so.

Come on.

I sure wish I had a different best friend.

Laura: Nellie, Willie!

What do you want?

Got something secret to tell you.

All right, but hurry.

Well, what's the big secret?

I don't know how to tell you this, Nellie.

Use your mouth.

Ha ha! That's a good one.

Your father cut off your mother's head.

- He what? - Ha ha!

He cut off your mother's head.

Your big secret was to tell me some dumb story like that?

But it's true!

Come on, Willie.

Tell my mother that when she comes back from grandma's.

She wasn't on the stage!

Mmm!

Oh! Oh!

Oh, dear.

Oh, her favorite apron.

Willie: Get out of my way!

Nellie: Don't push!

Don't take them all!

I can take as many as I want!

Out! Out! Out!

I told you to keep out of the candy.

Ma said I could.

Well, your ma is gone.

And you, young lady, you get upstairs and do your homework.

I did it... At school.

Me too.

Good, then the two of you can set the table for supper.

Now!

Willie!

We got to set the table.

That's girls' work.

Pa said both of us, and you'll help, or I'll call him.

All right, I'll help.

Willie...

Look.

What is it?

Blood.

Laura did say ma wasn't on the stage.

And pa said she was gone.

Pa wouldn't do a thing...

Well, don't just stand there. Move!

What's the matter with you two?

Why aren't you eating?

This is very good beef,

even if I do say so myself.

Just not hungry.

Well, you'd better eat it

if you know what's good for you.

Yes, sir.

Worked very hard on this supper.

Mmm! As a matter of fact, I had a little accident.

Spilled sauce all over your mother's best apron.

Remind me to rinse it out later.

Sauce.

Boy, am I glad!

What?

He means he was glad you spilled sauce on it.

Oh.

Pa, I'll tell you something if you promise not to laugh.

I'll try not to.

Well, Laura Ingalls... Silly Laura...

She said that you cut off ma's head.

I was telling him!

Why can't I tell him?

Shh! Shh!

Laura Ingalls said that?

Land sakes. She did see something.

That mannequin was sitting in the chair by the window,

and I had my sword, and I, um...

Well, the mannequin lost its head.

Nels: It's very embarrassing,

but accidents always are.

I had no idea that she...

Well, I'll have to explain it to her.

I'll do it for you, pa.

Well, thank you, Nellie. That's very nice of you.

Well, since I fixed the supper,

I think that you two can do the dishes.

Oh, I'll soak out ma's apron, too.

Well, thank you, Nellie.

I'll be out in the store.

Remember this?

Remember how scared you were when you saw this?

You thought pa had done something terrible.

You were scared, too.

I was, and I knew better.

Just think how we could use this to scare Laura and Carl.

I don't want to.

Do what I tell you, and I'll do your homework

and wash the dishes for you.

Give me your roast beef, and it's a deal.

It sure is quiet.

It sure is.

Carrie asleep,

pa out in the barn mending the harness,

Mary in the loft doing homework.

On her night to do the dishes.

We swapped.

So we could talk?

How'd you know?

Well...

We had your favorite meat pie for supper

and you only picked at it.

We had custard for dessert,

and you didn't want any.

Something's troubling you.

What is it? Do you want to tell me about it?

I did last night.

I saw it, ma.

I saw Mr. Oleson... Through the window.

Laura, Halloween is a time for tricks,

and scaring people.

Mr. Oleson probably saw you coming

and played a scary trick on you.

It wasn't a trick.

I saw Mr. Oleson.

Caroline: Laura,

you can't honestly believe that Mr. Oleson

would deliberately hurt anyone,

especially with a sword.

Caroline: Isn't that a silly idea?

I guess so.

Good night, ma.

Sweet dreams.

Good night.

Aah!

Laura Ingalls, what's wrong with you?

I don't know.

It was... It was awful.

A nightmare again?

Yeah.

An awful one.

Well, go to sleep and try not to dream.

I can't.

Why not?

I have to go to the outhouse.

Go ahead, and try not to pounce on the bed when you get back.

Mary: Laura!

Sorry.

I thought you had to go to the outhouse.

I changed my mind.

Then go to sleep.

Here, you see?

The latest thing.

Oh!

You can move her arms...

Into any position you want.

That's very good.

Yeah, the same with the head... legs, too.

Thaddeus: This one will do everything but talk.

How much?

$9.25.

But a lot of work goes into one of these beauties.

That's mighty high.

Yeah, well, I could give you something on the other one I sold you,

so long as it's still in good condition.

No, no, uh... I think I might...

I'll probably need both of those.

I'll take it for $9.25.

Good enough.

Yeah, I'll throw in one of these heavy cloth bags.

I usually get 50 cents for them.

Well, thank you, Thaddeus.

Yeah, now, keep her in here when she's not in the window...

Save her from getting chipped.

Nels: I'll do that.

There's $9.25.

Thank you.

My, she... she really is a... a beauty.

Yeah.

See you in a month.

Right, Thaddeus. Good day.

Thank you.

Is he there?

He's there. Go on.

Dadburn it!

I'm glad I didn't pay for this bag.

It's not big enough.

The legs... the legs are too long.

Nels: Well, I'll just put the legs in something else

and keep the rest of her in here.

Whoa! She's a heavy one!

Nels: Who's there?

Why don't we just pretend it never happened?

I can't.

Grownups are supposed to know everything.

They keep telling you you didn't see anything.

What's wrong with pretending they're right?

They're not.

Willie: Psst!

Come here. Come on.

What do you want?

Shh! Not so loud.

I don't want Nellie to hear.

Hear what?

Get down.

I think you're right about pa.

You laughed at us when we told you yesterday.

What changed your mind?

Something I found,

something I'm going to show you,

Willie: But first I got to tell you what I heard last night...

Digging noises, almost all last night.

Digging noises?

Where?

From the cellar.

I didn't know you had a cellar.

Sure we got a cellar.

Willie: Under the storeroom, where pa keeps all his apples and pears.

That's where he was digging.

Couldn't we talk some place else?

Sure. I'll show you what I found.

My ma's apron.

Blood.

What did Nellie have to say about that?

I didn't tell her, and I'm not going to.

She's your sister.

I told her about the digging noises,

but she said shut up or she'd tell pa.

Willie: And I don't know what I'd do if she told pa.

Tell somebody else.

No, we tried that, and it didn't work.

What do you want us to do?

I tried to go down to the cellar this morning, but I was too a-scared.

Me too.

If you two would come down to the cellar with me,

maybe we could find out what pa was doing.

We'd like to help you,

but with your pa and Nellie being right there,

it wouldn't be such a good idea.

Sure wouldn't.

And the school bell's going to ring any minute.

Willie: But pa's going to close the store early,

and he's going to go to Springfield,

and Nellie's going to be upstairs studying.

We'll think about it.

We discussed the rights and the privileges of being a citizen.

Now what are the obligations of being a good citizen?

Mary.

He pays taxes.

That's right.

Nellie.

He runs for office?

He may, but it's not an obligation.

Yes, Sarah.

He obeys the laws?

That's right.

Willie?

If a good citizen knows about a crime, he has to tell.

Miss beadle: That's right.

If a citizen is absolutely sure a crime has been committed,

then he has an obligation to report it to the proper authorities.

Miss beadle: Any questions?

All right, we'll go on with our spelling.

Shh, Jack. Shh!

Stay.

Carl?

Boy, am I glad to see you.

I didn't know if you'd be here.

I told you I would.

This cemetery ain't like this in the daytime.

I noticed.

Scary, huh?

Laura: Well, at least we've got the moonlight

until Willie puts the candle in the store window.

Yeah.

No candle yet?

I can't see any.

He'd better hurry up.

If my pa wakes up when I get home, I'll get blistered.

We got a citizen's duty.

I'll still get blistered.

Me too.

I'm starving.

Willie should have sneaked us some apples.

He couldn't. The apples are in the cellar.

Where his pa's been digging.

Yeah.

There it is.

Nellie: Willie!

I'm coming!

Do you know what to say?

You told me a hundred times.

Well, don't forget.

Now, get back in the store.

They'll be here any minute.

Hurry up!

You got to get out of the way before I close the door.

He ain't there.

He is. He put the candle in the window.

I was never much for cellars, anyway.

I think I'll go.

Come in, but be quiet.

Come on.

Laura: Hurry.

Take a candle. We'll each have one.

Better that way.

Can't we just lift it a little and take a peek?

I don't think so.

It's a big old cellar.

Willie: Lots of boxes and stuff down there.

You sure we ought to do this?

What's the matter? You scared?

Yeah.

I'm not, not with 3 of us.

Let's get it over with.

Well... guess I'd better go first.

No. It's your cellar. You go first.

Now you got me scared again.

Let's all stay close.

There.

There's the shovel.

No sign of digging anywhere.

Maybe behind those boxes.

Yeah... Where he'd do it.

Couldn't see it right away.

Guess we'd better go look.

Don't push. I'm going.

Nellie: Ooh!

What was that?

I didn't hear nothing.

I did.

Some kind of mouse, maybe.

Sounded more like somebody dying.

I don't hear it now.

Got to look back in them boxes.

You want to go first? Go ahead.

We'll all go.

Nellie: Ooh!

Ooh!

Laura: Hurry up! Come on!

Laura: Wait for Willie!

Carl: The ghost already got him!

Come on! Start piling stuff on!

Come on, hurry!

In there, quick, before it gets us!

Children?

Children, is that you?

Children,

don't hide from mother.

Aah!

Is it still there?

Yeah.

I wish I was at home.

So do I.

I'm scared.

It might help if you'd hold my hand.

Why don't you?

Why don't I what?

Hold my hand.

I am.

Oh!

Mrs. Oleson.

Harriet.

Harriet!

What... get me some water, quick, please.

What happened, Harriet?

Oh, my...

What are you doing here?

Willie told us you...

He asked us to help him.

Oh.

Thank you.

Willie told them?

What was all that noise?

Well, we thought that this was Mrs. Oleson.

Nels: Nellie didn't tell you that it was a dressmaker's mannequin that lost its head?

It's in there on the shelf.

Nellie didn't tell us anything.

But Willie talked to you.

Where is he?

In the cellar.

Nels: I'd appreciate it if you'd tell him

I'd like to see him up here right now.

Yes, sir.

Harriet: Ohh!

Oh, my... Harriet.

A trick.

One of Nellie's old tricks.

And a dirty one, too.

Wait a minute. I got an idea.

Yeah!

Aah!

Did you hear her scream?

Louder than the whistle on hanson's mill.