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[theme song playing]

- ? We're tiny ? - ? We're toony ?

? We're learning to be looney ?

? And we'll be famous sooney At the college of our dreams ?

? We got our admissions ?

? Important for tuitions ?

? Fulfilling our ambitions With our faculty esteemed ?

? At Acme Looniversity We'll earn our toon degree ?

? The teaching staff's Been getting laughs ?

? Since 1933 ?

- ? We're classmates ? - ? And roommates ?

? We paid The out-of-state rates ?

? Let's grab the books and go Class is about to start ?

? They're furry They're funny ?

? We're Babs and Buster Bunny ?

? Their comedy is funny ?

? And their friendship's Guaranteed ?

? Hamton is worried And Sweetie's a tough birdie ?

? And if you're lucky Plucky is the perfect... ?

Frenemy!

? So here's where The greatest toons ?

? All got their humble start ?

? There's quite A lot of history ?

? For teaching looney arts ?

? We're tiny, we're toony We can't wait to be looney ?

? Ring the bell Let's all come in And join the fun ?

[bell rings]

? And now class has begun ?

[spooky music playing]

[spooky music playing]

[girl screaming]

- [thuds] - [grunts]

[monster snarling]

[screams]

[gasps and pants]

[snarls]

[growls]

- [laughs maliciously] - [scraping]

[teeth chattering]

[groans and yelps]

So scary.

It's terrifying. [chomps]

- I love it. - I love it too.

- [teeth chattering] - [groaning]

Killer cougars aren't real.

- Killer cougars aren't real. - [yelps]

[whimpering]

- [scraping] - [gasps]

[groans and screams]

[both scream]

[both laughing maliciously]

[both screaming]

[Buster] It's okay, it's okay.

[both continue screaming]

- It's just us. - [Sweetie yelps]

Huh?

- [sighs in relief] - Phew.

[scoffs] I would have known it was you.

There was no effort made to hide your mask strings.

[squeals and thuds]

- Are we having fun yet? - Fun?

Fun is when Mother lets you reorganize the yarn hutch.

And you two scaring innocent toons

is no yarn hutch.

Come on! Get into the scary Halloween spirit.

[Babs screams]

I really thought I could handle a night of fright,

but I've been scared on Halloween

ever since I went to sleep-away camp at Camp Spooky Hill.

- [wind blowing] - [gasps]

It was terrifying.

Well, why would you go to a camp with that name? [scoffs]

Matilda Gopherton told me it was the coolest.

She was the first one to get her ears pierced.

- And her house had a hot tub. - Mm-hm.

You were right to seek her approval.

[sputters] Sorry.

I just don't think Babs and I are as tough as y'all.

I know what'll calm your nerves.

A nice cup of coffee.

[both gasp]

- Oh, my feathers, what is that? - [both yelp]

What is it? A ghost?

Safety scissors that are just as sharp as regular scissors?

No. That!

[enchanting music playing]

Guess the pumpkin weight?

"Win a free stay on a fall farm"?

A free stay?

That's zero monies.

Is it a working farm,

or more of a twee-cottage cabin vibe?

Oh, this could be fun. A stay on a farm!

The softer side of fall. No ghosts, or spooky skeletons,

just hayrides, apple picking, chunky sweaters...

[both sigh]

I feel bad about scaring Hamton and Babs.

I agree.

Even though that movie was only like a six on the scare meter.

- We should make it up to them- - With a little

fall excursion.

Something less gore and more autumn core.

[in sing-song voice] Agree.

I got this.

Not to brag, but guessing the weight of random objects

is kind of my thing.

Twelve point five pounds,

four ounces,

more than a breadbox, but less than a steam roller.

You right. Me weigh same as sleeper sofa.

Ooh, you're good.

[sniffs]

[knocking]

[bell dings]

[chair creaking]

[guffaws]

Queen me.

[knocking at door]

[gasps]

"Dear Sweety..." Spelled wrong. Anyway...

Blah, blah, blah, blah. "Pleased to inform you...

- Wonderful farm stay!" - [gasps]

- [both cheering] - You won!

- I won! - [both] We won!

[all chanting] Fall farm! Fall farm! Fall farm!

[all cheering]

What's a free farm house stay

if you can't share with your friends, you know?

And for you scaredy pants in the group...

Not pointing any fingers.

There will be nothing there that is anywhere near spooky,

creepy, or even iffy.

I'm so excited

for our non-frightening fall fabulous weekend. [chuckles]

Me, too.

No more things that go bump in the night.

We're gonna leaf peep and carve pumpkins.

And roast the seeds, so we're not Wastey Mctrashies.

I'd better have my photo taken in front of auburn shaded maple foliage.

- [tires screech] - [driver] This is it.

Elmer Street.

Last house on the, uh, right.

[spooky music playing]

Listen, if I'd known it was this far out,

I never would have taken youse.

Good luck getting someone to pick you up.

[window control whirrs]

- [tires screech] - [engine revs]

[Buster] Check it out.

Family Dairy Farm. [chuckles]

You can always trust a good sign.

- [wind blowing] - [metal creaking]

[both yelp]

Scary Farm? [scoffs]

Signs are wrong all the time.

This is nothing to worry about.

- Okay. - [owl hoots]

- [owl hoots] - [gasps]

Except, everything I see

is super-duper

- creepy! - [creature growling]

[Babs gasps]

Ah, come on.

[whimpering]

- [voice groaning ominously] - [wolves howling]

Uh...

Do you hear that scary noise too?

That's just Plucky with the suitcase.

[groans] Oh!

[bird screeches]

- [Plucky groans] - [owl hoots]

[Plucky groans]

[spooky music builds]

[door creaking]

[gasps]

It looks...

[gulps and sputters] Not scary at all.

[skitters]

I should take the biggest bedroom

since I have the most luggage.

So... [grunting]

[scoffs and quacks]

Look, Babs.

[haunting music playing]

This place is cozy.

[both scream]

[Buster chuckles]

Nothing to be afraid of.

Doll heads fall off all the time.

Let's go check out the rest of the house.

[door slams]

[creaking]

[yelps] She just winked at me!

[ominous music playing]

Eh, you're probably just imagining things, Babs.

Like remember that one time you thought you saw

Timothy Challamander at Laser Tag?

[softly] That wasn't him.

I did see him, and he was beautiful.

But that doesn't make this place any less scary.

Hey, listen.

Does this farmhouse have a bunch of ominous leering art?

Yes.

Cobwebs? Check. And I'll say it,

it smells scary.

[farts]

But it's really about perspective.

Like, if you're a spider,

this cobweb would be home sweet home.

Right.

- [door squeaking] - [gasps]

[wind blows]

[screams]

[sputters] Uh, what was that?

I'm sure it was just the wind.

Or the ghost of a Victorian orphan

trying to reclaim its soul!

For the last time, not everything

is the ghost of a Victorian orphan trying to reclaim its soul.

Ha! [sputters] So, you admit

some things are the ghost of a Victorian orphan trying to reclaim its soul.

Yikes!

Maybe if we huddle together...

And keep our eyes extra closed...

Then no ghosts will bother us.

Uh, sounds like a... a plan.

We need to fix this.

You promised our friends a fun fall getaway.

We need to un-scary this very frightening old house, pronto.

[lively music playing]

[farts]

You thinking what I'm thinking?

Yep, more gourds.

- Ah! - Yeah!

[wind blowing]

[screeching]

[screeching continues]

Yep, yep, this is pretty good.

Oh, it's a lot better!

Mm-hm. I'm not seeing one scary thing.

Babs and Hamton.

Hope you're ready for a fear free

fall-tastic weekend!

Hey.

- [whimpers] - We've got pumpkin spice lattes,

pumpkin spice cheesecakes,

and pumpkin spice pumpkins. [chuckles nervously]

Maybe it's too many pumpkin spice things.

[crunching]

Mm. [scoffs] Never.

[wind howling]

This place looks slightly less horrifying,

but I think I'd have more fun if I just stayed here in the Citadel of Safety.

[Hamton chuckles] I named our hiding table.

Now would someone mind directing me to the restroom, please?

Keep walking and don't run into that...

- [slams] - [Hamton] Ow.

[Sweetie] ...door.

Still not gonna open my eyes.

[ominous music playing]

[Hamton] All right, Hamton, you can do this.

[toilet flushes]

[Hamton] Yes.

When you lose one sense, the others become stronger.

Like that time you burned your mouth,

lost your taste, and for the next week,

you could hear all the movies at the Cineplex two towns over.

[whimpers]

Where's that living room?

Ahh! [grunts]

[whimpers]

[groans softly] Oh!

- [yelps] - [thuds]

[Plucky grunts]

Hamton, I'm kind of shocked

you're trying to scare me with this two-bit routine.

- I thought you were... - Ow!

...scared of this stuff.

[door opens]

[groaning]

[grunts]

[book clatters]

Really, Sweetie,

this is community theater level makeup work,

small town community theater like one horse town,

and that horse is also the mayor small.

Amateurs.

[grunts]

[yelps]

[growling]

How many times do I need to tell you, Buster?

Less is more.

- [stomps] - [mutters]

You dare to call yourself an actor, Buster?

What are you talking about, Plucky? I'm right here.

- [growls] - [yells]

- [crashes] - [screams]

This place is haunted!

Like really, really, actually haunted!

What are you talking about?

There's a horrifying but tacky goblin in my room.

[weeping]

- I knew it! We're doomed! - [Hamton] Whoa!

- [thuds] - [cries]

Where are you?

- [Babs and Plucky] Here. - [Sweetie and Buster] Here.

- We need to get out of here. - [mirror shatters]

[yelps]

Maybe if we walk out really slowly and silently...

- [groaning] - [crashes]

...the goblin won't notice.

Okay, but I'm not opening my eyes

as to avoid all these spine chilling visuals.

[whimpers]

Nice and steady.

[revving sound plays]

[all screaming]

[all gasp]

[lava bubbling]

- This is my fault! - [Hamton whimpers]

It was hubris to guess that pumpkin's weight.

[growling]

[roars]

[all yelp]

I'm too young to be turned into a monster.

I have awards I need to win!

Parties I must host!

- Galas to attend! - [cameras flashing]

- [crying] - Okay, new plan.

Get back inside the house and hope that monster doesn't follow us in.

Wait. [sputters] There's monsters outside, too?

- [wailing] - Run!

[all screaming]

- [monster roaring] - [all screaming]

Stay outside, you evil, green monster!

- [door locks] - [groans]

That was a close one.

[sighs in relief] Adrenaline does wonders for my complexion.

What? It does.

- [roars] - [all yelp]

We're trapped here. There's a moat and a monster outside.

[sputters] And don't forget about the goblin inside.

Ahh!

[crying] We failed our friends.

We promised them a non-frightening fun weekend.

[screams and grunts]

[chuckles softly]

[growls]

[chuckles appreciatively]

The scariest thing we were going to do was wear too many layers.

[thudding]

Now we're being hunted by the most bone-chillingly

frightening creatures ever!

[gasps] I like it when they're in a movie...

- [thuds] - ...but this isn't safe scary.

This is real scary.

[sputters] Maybe we just need to find a place

- to hide for the night. - [clicks]

Hamton? Hamton! You can... Wait.

Where did he go?

Hamton!

- Hamton? - Hamton?

Schmamton? [chuckles]

[groans] The goblin took Hamton!

[all screaming]

[screams in shrill voice]

Pals, friends, buddies?

Where are you?

Hm, levers, buttons and...

Huh? What's this?

- Hm... soft... - [squelches]

And sticky?

Montana Max?

You can't be in here!

[grunts]

Wait a second.

[electronics beeping]

You've been trying to spook us on purpose?

Where's your proof, little piggy?

Those buttons labeled with all the scary things in the house.

There's one for the doll head,

the scary painting,

one for the goblin.

And this one just says, "AC Heat."

And now that I think about it,

it was terrifyingly muggy in there.

Fine. It's true. [chuckles]

I've been the one scaring you and your friends.

But I'm rich, which means I can scare whoever I want,

you meddling pig!

Me? Meddling? I never meddle!

Mother has been fighting with our gardener

for the last 11 years, and I've never gotten involved.

- [squeaks] - [Hamton] Ahh!

[thuds]

[all] Montana Max?

Uh-oh.

[electronics beeping]

Uh... [chuckles nervously]

[grunting] Don't go in there!

- [smacks] - Oof!

I'd ask if you've been controlling

this entire haunted house with this control panel.

- [grunts] - [clicks]

But it's so obvious.

[snarling]

[powers down]

Not so scary when you turn everything off.

Now everyone can stop looking at the monsters,

and start looking at me.

Whoa!

[powering down]

[owl hooting]

Oof! Watch the hair.

[grunts]

I hate to give him credit,

but this thing is really well designed.

- [cuckoo hooting] - [Sweetie] Nice.

So, what did you charge this guy up with?

DC? AC?

Solar? Eh?

So this house isn't haunted?

No.

There's not a moat full of ghouls

trying to wear my beautiful feathers as a cape?

And you set up the pumpkin weight contest, too?

[guffaws] You actually think you got the pumpkin weight right?

You were off by 27 pounds.

What? My system is flawless.

[snorts] It's not.

[growls] Yeah, that's what you think.

It was all a ruse.

A very expensive trick.

Cost me a whole day of compound interest.

There are no monsters. There are no goblins.

Are you happy now?

Well, you're not gonna get away with it.

I would have gotten away with it

if it weren't for you, meddling bunny,

uh, duck, other bunny, bird, pig!

All of you together!

If it weren't for all of you together,

I would have gotten away with it.

But you didn't.

[cackling gleefully]

[both] Yes!

No goblins, no monsters.

[squeals] I'm so happy.

[chuckles] This farm house

- isn't scary after all. - [growls]

If you think about it, it was pretty funny.

Remember when Sweetie beat the monster off with a broom?

[roars]

[screams]

Ha! Those arms.

- [all chuckle] - I thought they were real.

[all laughing]

Or... or how about when we tried to be real quiet?

[chuckling] And thought the goblin wouldn't notice.

[laughing]

[all laughing]

And the paintings that moved.

You're right. This was a fun way to spend Halloween.

[chuckles] I was scared at first,

but I think I would come back and do this again.

[chuckles] It was so fun.

[all laughing]

This wasn't supposed to be fun!

It was supposed to scare your skin off,

ruining your Halloweens

for the rest of your toon lives,

because my Halloweens are always awful.

What are you talking about?

I'd spend every Halloween alone.

So, I vowed to ruin it

for everyone else.

[knocking on door]

[chuckles]

Who could that be?

[chuckles] Okay, Montana. Very funny.

- Ooh, very realistic. - [ghost groans]

Well done.

Where's the power switch?

[all laughing]

Ha!

Um... [sputters] That's not my ghoul!

[screaming]

So... this is...

A real ghost!

[all screaming]

[Hamton] Quick! Everyone, close your eyes!

[thrilling instrumental music playing]

[ghost snarling]

[snarling intensifies]

[all screaming]

[roaring]

Just 'cause we're scared doesn't mean we can't be polite.

This is a total nightmare.

[ghost shouts]

[all gasp]

Quick to the Citadel of Safety.

Rich toons first.

- [screams] - [all grunt]

Okay, I'm more scared than I ever thought I could be.

Whenever I have scary thoughts,

which has been every second of this ordeal,

I imagine the dulcet sounds

of Mother complaining to the delivery guy

that there's not enough sweet and sour sauce.

All this scaredy chat's making it real easy

to think of a plan to get us out of here.

Thank you.

[watch beeps]

Who you gonna call?

Nobody. There's no service.

[ghost snarling]

- [Sweetie whimpering] - [ghost growling]

- [grunts] - [Plucky] You furious to be stuck

with the very toons you tried to ruin?

Yes.

It's like the time I was locked in an orphanage

I was about to turn into an oil derrick.

This is all your fault.

And your fault.

My fault?

How was I supposed to know there were fake and real ghosts here?

You're the horror expert! You too.

You're right about that.

Though I gotta admit,

now that we're getting haunted by a real ghost,

I'm having less fun.

Way less fun.

I'm gonna go ahead and say it.

I'm terrified.

I'm feeling less terrified and more petrified.

You're petrified?

You can't be petrified. That's for Hamton and me.

But what about Plucky, huh?

Just breathe.

I am!

I was talking to myself.

[all hyperventilating]

[in unison] Huh?

I'm out.

No!

The first rule of scary movies is, don't leave the group!

Not if you're a pig,

or a duck,

or a naughty little rich boy with bad intentions!

[monster growls]

As much as I hate the idea,

if we're gonna beat this thing,

we gotta work together, 'kay, Max?

Together?

[scoffs] No way I'm working with you.

You... you smelly toons.

"Smelly toons."

Uh, do a second draft

and give that burn another shot.

Okay, I have an idea, and it could totally work or not.

I'm not really sure, and it doesn't really matter.

All that matters is I have a plan that might work

and I need all of your help.

And that includes you, Montana Max.

First of all, no.

And second of all, you can't beat a real ghost.

- They have their own set of rules... - [ghost growling]

...like foreign governments.

Ugh!

Come on, horror experts, what do you think?

Hm, when we shut the door,

- he couldn't, you know, ghost through it. - Weird.

And he's not cursing us or revealing our embarrassing secrets.

But he is terrifying.

Petrifying.

Come on, y'all. We can do this.

I've got a plan.

[sputters] What do you say, Montana Max?

Help us avoid perishing in a demon fire

by working together?

Uh, no. [laughs]

- [ghost growls] - [Montana screams]

[ghost growling]

[screaming]

[Tiny Toons screaming]

[ghost grunting]

Ow! Ow! Ooh!

- I've got him. - [ghost growling]

- [Montana grunts] - [ghost yells]

Oh. [grunts] Ow.

[Hamton yelling]

[grunts]

[Hamton yelling]

[ghost howling]

Okay, fine. I'm in.

Okay, Sweetie, I need you to put on this costume.

What?

And act scared.

Well, that I can do.

[ghost roaring]

[grunting, growling]

- Oh, I'm just a scared baby... - Huh?

...that society thrust into the cruel world

with no skills to protect myself.

Laying it on a little thick.

[ghost growls, shouts]

I hope a specter of some sort

doesn't take advantage of my weakness.

[roaring]

[gasps] You wouldn't prey on a delicate little princess like myself.

[roars, yelps]

Yes!

[ghost grunts, screams]

[growls]

Huh?

[sighs]

We did it.

- [ghost growling] - [Buster] Here's looking at you, ghost.

"Here's looking at you"?

'Cause of the mirrors?

Yeah, 'cause of the mirrors.

I would have gone with,

"Take a moment to reflect!"

It doesn't have the same urgency.

Hey, um, the ghost is trapped,

so why don't you shut your traps, and let's get out of here.

Witty, Babs.

Yes. Yes, I like it. Real snappy.

- [ghost growling] - [rumbling]

[grunts]

[ghost howls]

[all screaming]

[grunting]

[all screaming]

[all panting]

Oh. [kissing]

Home sweet ghost-free home.

No more scary stuff, okay?

[laughs] Whoo-hoo! We did it.

That was some pretty spectacular teamwork back there.

[all cheering] Yeah!

[Montana] "Teamwork"?

The only team I work with

is my team of financial planners.

I hate to point this out, but you did work with this team.

I take that back. I love pointing that out.

I only worked with all of you 'cause I was in danger.

And now I'm not, so I don't need any of you.

Uh, but it's always good to have friends around.

I don't need friends. [laughs]

I have money.

Later, losers. [laughs]

[screams]

Whoa! Oh! [yelps]

[scoffing]

Who would want to hang out with such a sassy loudmouth who only thinks about himself?

[Buster sighs]

Dorm sweet dorm.

[Hamton] Hm.

[Hamton grunts]

Ooh, what's that book?

It's my parting gift

from the Haunted Farmhouse of Infinite Rife.

So, you stole it.

It fell on me.

No one claimed it.

So by the Law of Stuff, it's mine now.

Oh, the "Law of Stuff."

Any similarity to the "Rule of Things"?

- Ooh. - Oh.

I hope it's a first-person account of the life of a funnel cake.

Oh, or an instruction manual

on how to braid hair better.

Or a mystery novel

where the protagonist

- has a cat named Fiddlesticks. - [Fiddlesticks meows]

I'm guessing it's not based on the title.

[reading spookily]

[scoffs]

Iratus spiritus.

What does that even mean?

Must be Pig Latin.

Well, well, looks like that Latin class is paying off after all.

I'll translate for you, Plucky.

But first, I want you to apologize for when you said, and I quote,

"The only thing better than that language

is your social life."

I won't and I'll say it again.

I accept your apology.

Let's see here.

"Ghosts who can't pass through walls and are then trapped

often escape to seek their revenge."

Uh, you don't think this is applicable to us

and the farmhouse, and the ghost, right?

It says, "often escape," not "always escape."

So that's comforting, right?

- Plus, we locked that trapdoor tight. - [trapdoor rattling]

[Buster] That ghost's not going anywhere.

[ghost roars]

Aha, let's see.

Edible, not edible, edible, edible in October only,

edible, but you've got to really want it.

[gasps]

[playing serene music on violin]

[both scream]

[groans]

[ghost growling]

[grunting]

[gasps]

[shrieks]

[teeth chattering]

Oh, you white as ghost.

Don't say the "G" word.

So, we've all seen it, right?

[laughing sarcastically]

You mean the ghost haunting us at every turn?

Yeah, that.

Sweetie and I were in the library.

And there was slime all over the reference section.

- Who uses encyclopedias? - The ghost, that's who.

[all yelp]

You think anyone else on campus saw it?

Maybe not.

[ghost screaming]

[vocalizing]

[gasps]

[screaming]

We've got a campus-wide haunting.

And let me tell you,

the only thing I want to be hunted by

is the memory of Javier from my Baja motorcycle trip.

[laughs]

What makes you think this is our fault, hm?

It always is.

She's got a great point.

Look at these complaints.

And those are just from today.

"I'm scared out of my ears.

Babs Bunny."

I needed to vent.

Can you read my complaint too?

Figure out how to get it out of here and fast.

Do you know how hard it is to get ectoplasm out of low pile?

I never thought I'd say this, but mirrors won't help us now.

We need some advice.

Who do we know who communes with spirits?

Surely...

That's right. Shirley.

Oh, no. [laughs]

I was trying to say, "Surely, we know someone."

But I see what I accidentally did.

All right, Shirley.

So we came here today because-

? Om ?

[vocalizing]

I know why you're here.

You do?

Your hatchback has a flat tire and you can't get in touch with your mechanic

because she's going through a nasty divorce.

Uh, none of us own a hatchback.

Oopsie. [laughs]

That's a vision for someone else.

? Om ?

[dramatic music playing]

[chanting]

- [Hamton gasps, shudders] - Great.

Now, Shirley's room is frightening.

Can I get five minutes without scares?

Why don't I sing a tune like they did

in the horror movie, My Husband, The Ghost?

That's not a horror movie, that's a rom-com.

We can have this argument later.

[Shirley chanting]

[chanting intensifies]

Let the seance begin.

Uh...

Question for you all.

Why did you invite a ghost to Acme Loo?

We didn't?

[Shirley] Well, it's here.

Let me see what I can find out from my spirit friends.

[crystal ball rattling]

We're definitely all doomed.

Oh, Wilhelmina, there you are.

Yeah, it's Shirley from Acme Loo. [giggles]

We've got a high grade two, low grade three haunting over here.

Figured I'd give you a ring.

[gasps] What? No, she did not.

What did she say? What did she say?

Shirley, please.

Okay, okay.

I've got some answers.

So her anesthesiologist's parole officer used to date

Alistair's taxidermy guy's ribbon dancing instructor.

[gasps]

Who is Alistair?

And what happened with the ribbon dancer?

That's the name of the ghost who's been haunting campus.

Alistair?

He was, like, a furious farmer.

Then he was, like, a furious farmer ghost.

- [roars] - [Shirley] Then, you put him in a basement.

And now he's, like, a furious, furious farmer ghost.

- [yells] - [Tiny Toons gasp]

Oh, no. How do we get rid of him?

[Alistair yelling]

[crystal ball beeps]

Wilhelmina says, "Go backwards to the middle."

Well, that's unhelpful in 75 different ways.

That's all she said.

[Tiny Toons scream, grunt]

Oh, wait. She said one more thing.

And it's bad.

Like, Mars conjunct with Pluto bad.

Mm, not tracking the gravity based on that last sentence.

But go on.

The reason Alistair is here is to seek revenge

by dragging every toon on campus back to the ghost dimension...

- forever. - [laughing maniacally]

[both screaming]

I'm not cut out for the ghost dimension.

Will my jokes and panache even work there?

I'm riddled with a type of fear

I'm not used to or able to handle.

It's gonna be okay.

Hamton and I are gonna figure this out.

Oh, shh, little Sweetie.

[Buster and Sweetie shuddering]

[sighs] Looks like we're gonna have to deal

with this ghost problem ourselves.

Do you think we can handle this,

just you and me?

We're the biggest scaredy-pants out there.

I think we've been out scaredy-pantsed.

No, no, no.

We just got them to settle down.

[exhales] They are afraid, very afraid.

If someone's in my bed, they should be afraid.

Yeah, 'cause you haven't changed your sheets in three months.

You're not supposed to change them

until they start to smell.

Ew.

We can discuss this incredibly disgusting

linen situation later.

There's gotta be something in this book.

[reading]

Yeah, yeah. We've been over this.

[groans] Nothing in here about how to get rid of a ghost.

Wait. You remember what Shirley said?

[imitating Shirley] "Go backwards to the middle."

[in normal voice] What if it was a clue about the book?

Isn't backwards to the middle

the same as forwards to the middle?

- Well... - To the middle!

Incantations! This one might do it.

"If another ghost is encroaching on your haunting grounds,

send them to the ghost dimension forever."

That's it!

We can send Alistair back to the ghost dimension

before he can take the whole campus there.

Okay, all we need is...

Got that, got that, got that.

Okay, don't got that.

Uh, "the hair of a capitalist"?

Why a capitalist?

Probably because of their toxic magic.

Have you seen what they do with the stock market?

That sounds like Montana Max.

[teeth chattering]

Dizzy, are you sure he's coming in today?

Yes. [gulping]

Money boy say he pick up pumpkin from contest. [burps]

Do we have to be here?

I was very comfortable cowering in my room.

Oh, don't get me wrong.

We want to send Alistair to the ghost dimension.

It's just that this is a very frightening real-life scenario,

and I'm more of a frightening fictional scenario kind of guy.

What's scarier?

Being here right now

or getting front row seats to the ghost dimension forever?

- Oh, yeah. Definitely the second thing. - [whizzing]

- Get out of my way, nerds. - [Hamton grunts]

Where's my pumpkin?

[strained] Right there, Montana Max.

My, you look extra rich today.

Thank you.

This suit is made from the sails of yachts I've crashed.

What do you want?

You're acting weird.

No, we're not.

It's just nice to see you.

Gross.

- Get him! - [all clamoring]

[Plucky grunting]

Buster, Sweetie! He's getting away!

[laughs, gasps]

[both yelling]

[screams, grunts]

[Dizzy grunts]

[yelps, grunts]

[grunts] Got it.

The hair of a capitalist.

Go, go, go!

[Sweetie grunts]

Vade in domum suam exspiravit ridiculum!

[growling]

[roaring]

- [all gasp] - Vade in domum suam!

Huh?

[screaming]

[gulps, screams]

From this very moment, I shall devote my afterlife

to clawing my way back to this mortal realm.

I'll translate.

He's not happy about this.

[grunts]

And devote eternity to uncoiling your very existence...

And won't forget this forever.

...until you are trembling, asking for sweet reprieve.

[yelling] But I shall not relent!

Wow, he's delusional about the situation at hand.

He thinks he's gonna come back from this.

Babs, throw in the hair!

It closes the portal.

[grunts, yells]

My beautiful coiffure!

Uh-oh. Are you a capitalist?

Who isn't? [chuckles]

Oh, no.

[liquid boiling]

[screaming]

Never dull day at Loo Bru.

[Tiny Toons cheering]

You ruined my $5,000 haircut.

This isn't the last you'll see of me...

[remote beeps]

...smelly toons.

Wow, he's terrible at insults.

We did it! The ghost is gone.

Oh, sweet, non-haunted existence, how I missed you.

Babs and Hamton, I don't know how you pulled this off.

I was losing my feathers over here, I was so scared.

Excuse me. I also participated.

Hamton, Babs, Plucky,

thanks so much for being the bravest.

Yeah, I mean, Hamton and I do get very, very scared

of haunted houses and scary movies.

And sometimes when a leaf falls on me wrong.

But when there's a real crisis and our friends are in trouble,

we can handle it.

I think I'm good on scary movies

for the next, uh, decade or so.

Good.

Now I can finally have the non-scary Halloween I wanted.

Pumpkin spice latte, anyone?

[both scream]

[farts]

[theme music playing]

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