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Michael, please don't hurt me.

he stabbed his sister to death.

For years, he was locked up in Smith's Grove Sanitarium, but he escaped.

And suddenly, Halloween became another word for mayhem.

One by one, he killed his entire family until his nine -year -old niece, Jamie

Lloyd, was the only one left alive.

Six years ago, Halloween night, Michael and Jamie vanished.

Many people believe them dead, but I think that someone hid them away.

Someone who keeps Michael, protects him, tries to control him.

And if there's one thing I know, you can't control evil.

You can lock it up, you can burn it and bury it and pray that it dies, but it

never will.

It just rests.

You can lock your doors and say your prayers at night, but the evil's out

waiting.

And maybe, just maybe, it's closer than you think.

with me if you want to save your baby.

He's coming.

He's here.

No one's there, sweetheart.

But I've seen him. He says things, bad things.

Like what?

infamous serial killer Michael Myers, his niece, Jamie Lloyd, and about a

cops were killed in an explosion.

We have a caller waiting.

Who's next to talk to me?

I know this may sound crazy, Barry, but I really think I'm in love with him.

He's so untamed, so uninhibited.

He's everything I've ever wanted in a man.

You know, this is good. I can see the tabloids now.

Is this the type of you always fall for, lady? Any other serial studs on the

list? You know, Bundy, Manson. What about that Dahmer guy?

I bet you could really cook with him.

No, I just want Michael.

You've got someone who actually claims to have seen that Michael Myers.

Come on, you're on backtalk. Next.

I was only eight years old when I saw him.

But I was one of the lucky ones.

I survived.

There is help out there for people like you. It's called electroshock therapy.

Come on, you don't really believe that Michael Myers is actually alive.

Michael's work isn't done in Haddonfield.

And soon, very soon, he'll come home to kill again.

but this time I'll be ready.

Michael Myers was not killed in that explosion at the Haddonfield police

station. The CIA abducted Myers from his cell and killed everyone to cover up

their tracks.

Now, why did they do that?

It's obvious. They wanted the ultimate assassin.

Myers is now on the government payroll.

No one controls Michael Myers, not even the CIA.

He took out eight agents while they had him at Langley.

They couldn't control him, so they packed him up in a rocket and shipped

to space.

Thank you. Thank you. Thank you very much.

Michael Myers in space.

Come on, Mac.

Barry, what happened to that psychiatrist in his loomis?

I heard the old quack was dead.

Not dead.

Just very much retired.

Come in. What a night.

Even so much as a sign for five miles on that road. That's the beauty of the

countryside.

I thrive on it.

Lines are open. Give me your best shot at 1 -800 -968 -7825.

trouble of throwing a soiree.

So what if Halloween has been banned in Hadfield? We do. We live here.

I mean, it's time we got on with our lives.

That's what tomorrow night is all about.

This town is dying, Perry.

Wow. You know, I've heard Michael Myers blame for a lot of things tonight, but

this is the first. He's actually killed the economy.

Look, tomorrow night is going to change.

To old friends, to retirement, to new beginnings.

Old friends.

Sam, I want you to come back to Smith's Grove.

You should know that it's not wise to play Halloween pranks on me. It's no

prank. You're the one I've chosen, Sam.

I want you to come back.

I've buried the ghosts. I've buried them in this manuscript.

I don't want to practice medicine anymore.

They're coming. They're coming. Don't tell me. Your name is Joan.

Joan of Arc, and you're also hearing voices, right?

Now, who's coming?

Michael. Michael Myers.

Hear me, Dr. Lewis, I need your help. Please, please, no, no, stop that. What

the hell is going on in there?

Every loony in the state is calling. What is this, a full moon?

Thank you.

Michael Myers?

Bullshit!

You stinking kids got about three seconds to get the hell off my property.

One, two...

Doesn't Danny look cute dressed up as his uncle Tim?

Right. Now I've got a six -year -old gang member for a son.

Perfect.

This is the famous Tim Strode stomach pounder. You down for the challenge?

Good try, damn man. You better stick to orange juice.

Those shitheads.

Facing my property.

Showed them.

John, they were just kids.

Kids, my dear Deborah, what's ruining this country?

Everywhere you go, it's the same damn thing. There's no goddamn respect.

I rest my case.

Kara, you never pass that exam on an empty stomach.

Cognitive therapy and emotional disorders. What are they teaching you in

these days? The art of going crazy?

It's called psychology, Mom.

Living in this house enough to drive anyone crazy.

Oh, yeah?

Well, who the hell asked you to come back here in the first place?

Better get Danny to school.

Doesn't show her face around her own family for five years, then comes back

expects us to roll out the red carpet.

You think going to college is gonna make a few mistakes, girl? Huh? John,

please. Lay off her, Dad.

Let's go, Danny.

Carol, wait, please.

John, can't we just sit down for once and try to be a family?

Sorry, Mom.

Oh, yeah, that's it, Deborah. Just keep slipping her the cash.

You know, while you're at it, I got a great idea. Here. Here, why don't you

her all of our goddamn money?

Why don't you leave her alone?

Nothing ever changes, does it?

You're gonna wake up.

I got news for you, girl.

Before you came around, everything was going fine.

Until you landed on our doorstep.

You and that little bastard of yours.

I see only one bastard in this house.

Get away from her!

You shut up and stay out of this. John, please, don't. You ever talk to me like

that again, and so help me God.

You understand?

Give me the knife, Danny.

Hey!

Hey, make way for the Horton County Express.

Where's Tim?

We're supposed to go over the list of events for tonight.

Oh, God. Another episode of Father Knows Best at the Strode House.

What the hell happened this time?

What's gotten into you?

Glad to see you, that's all.

You guys okay?

Tonight's the night we bring some life back into this town.

Shit, Beth. Why do we have to be the ones to organize this friggin' fair?

I mean, it's only Halloween.

How many times do I have to tell you? It's not about Halloween.

It's about being political.

I love you, Danny.

Love you. Give me a squeeze.

Dr. Wynn, there's something you should know.

Dawn, I'd like you to get Dr. Loomis anything he needs. Files, tests, records

every treatment we've ever administered to a former patient of ours, Michael

Myers.

Michael Myers?

Is something wrong?

I just received a phone call. That girl, Jamie Lloyd, her body was found this

morning near Haddonfield.

Is that just that guy who lives across the hall from you?

Why, are you interested?

Yeah, right.

He's always staring out his window.

That's not a caught him watching me. That must be Tommy.

On a weirdness scale of 1 to 10, he rates about a 13.

Supposedly some scary shit happened to him when he was a kid.

Messed up his head pretty bad.

He's harmless, though.

Probably just lonely.

Or horny.

Something you probably haven't felt in a while.

Best part about living in that boarding house is that crazy old lady wouldn't

hear a truck drive through her living room.

Look, you've got to listen to me. They're coming. They're coming.

Yeah, so they're coming. They're coming. Don't tell me. Your name is Joan.

Joan of Arc. And you're also hearing voices, right?

Can I help you, sir?

Can you tell me if a bus arrived from Pontiac last night?

Sure did.

Are you looking for someone?

Thank you.

Come home.

Yo,

check it out.

Tonight's going to be killer.

Kara, I swear, one of these days we're going to get lost in that thing.

I can't find my term paper.

Copy someone else's. I do it all the time. Won't scream it.

Oh, shit.

Looks like your little boy's got himself quite an imagination.

He's been having nightmares.

I think it's cool.

Must be some nightmares.

Hey,

are you going to be okay?

I don't know.

I need to see a doctor.

What seems to be the problem?

It's my baby.

There's been an accident.

What kind of accident? Give me a doctor, now!

Security?

Dr. Loomis?

Yeah.

Dr. Loomis.

Thank God you're here.

I'm sorry. I don't know you, do I? I'm Tommy.

Tommy Doyle.

Laurie Strode.

Jamie's mother, who's babysitting me the night when... Tommy Doyle.

What are you doing?

Please.

I need to know the truth.

You heard her last night, didn't you?

Michael's come home, hasn't he?

She is the last of his bloodline. No, Dr. Loomis.

She's not the last.

Oh, God.

There's a family relative to the people who adopted Laurie Strode.

They're living in the Myers house.

Dr. Loomis, about Michael.

It's just a theory of mine.

Meet me tonight, 9 o 'clock, at the campus rally.

Tommy, wait!

Wait!

Mr. Stroud, is everything all right?

Who are you?

I came to help your family.

Okay. Okay.

Steven.

You like that name?

Yeah, I think it suits you.

happened to you this force this thing that

lived inside of him came from a source too violent too deadly for you to

it it grew inside him contaminating his

soul it was pure evil

What makes you think he'll come back here? This house is sacred to him. He

all his memories here. His rage!

Mrs. Strode, I beg of you, don't let your family suffer the same fate that

Laurie and her daughter suffered.

John, something terrible has happened.

What do you want now, Deborah?

A man came by the house, a psychiatrist by the name of Loomis, and he told me

about the terrible things that happened here in our house.

Deborah, what the hell are you doing? Talking to strangers? Letting them in

house? John, they found Jamie Lloyd this morning. Somebody killed her.

Deborah, I don't know what the hell you're talking about. You ought to stop

watching those damn TV talk shows.

I'm getting the children out of here, at least until I know what's going on.

John, I want you to come with us.

You know, Debra, you've lost it now. You know that, Debra? You've just lost it.

The reason you moved us into this house, your brother could never sell it

because of what happened here, could he?

And you knew.

And you didn't tell us, John.

You knew.

Mom?

What are you doing here?

I'm your neighbor from across the street. I'm Tommy Doyle. What are you

with my son?

And where's my mother?

She wasn't here when Danny came home.

Danny, go downstairs.

But Tommy's my new friend. He knows all about dinosaurs.

Do you know whose room this used to be?

Honesty.

You don't really expect us to stay here, do you?

I want you to watch your house. You can see everything from that window.

Do you know how insane this is?

Who am I supposed to be looking for?

Him.

Yeah.

It's okay.

Not now, Danny.

There you go.

Come on.

What? No.

Come on, man.

Here, let me try.

There.

There.

See?

All it takes is a mother's touch.

Runes are a kind of early alphabet that originated in about 500 B .C.

They were symbols carved out of stone or pieces of wood.

Used in pagan rituals to pretend future events and invoke magic.

Among the ancient druids, Thorn represented a demon that spread

brought death to hundreds of thousands of people.

According to Celtic legend, one child from each tribe was chosen to be

with the curse of Thorn to offer the blood sacrifices of its next of kin on

night of Samhain.

Halloween. The sacrifice of one family meant sparing the lives of an entire

tribe.

The years I've been convinced there must be some reason, some method behind

Michael's madness.

The druids were also great mathematicians and astronomers, but the

is actually a constellation of stars that appears from time to time on

night.

Whenever it appears, he appears.

Incidence?

I think that's why these people, whoever they are, are after Jamie's baby.

To make a Michael's final sacrifice.

Where are you going?

To find the only man who can stop him before it's too late. Oh, no. Where's

Danny?

Have you seen... Danny, don't ever walk off without telling me where you're

going. Take him upstairs.

We'll lock the door and wait till I get back.

And Kara, whatever you do, don't go back to your house.

During the autopsy, we found it.

It's plucked dental fluid.

We just say... I estimate she gave birth no more than 24 hours ago.

And the question is, where is the baby?

I think I may already know.

Do you know why we celebrate Halloween?

Because that's when we go trick -or -treating and get candy.

Well, yes, but a long, long time ago, it was a

night of great power when the days grew short and the spirits of the

dead returned to their homes to warm themselves by the fireside.

All across the land, huge bonfires were lit.

Oh, there was a marvelous celebration.

People danced, and they played games, and they dressed up in costumes,

hoping to ward off the evil spirits, especially

the boogeyman.

What's the boogeyman?

Come on, Daddy.

Say goodnight to Mrs. Blankenship. Goodnight, Mrs. Blankenship. He hears

voice, you know.

Just like the other boy that lived in that house.

What are you talking about? I was babysitting with him that night. Little

Myers that lived across the street.

And that's when the voice came.

The night he murdered his sister.

Michael heard a voice?

It told him to kill his family.

Where the hell's Barry? Let's go.

Don't get starstruck on me now, Tim.

We got a real agenda here, and Barry is going to help us get the message out.

Hey, look.

How's it feel to finally pull Halloween out of the proverbial Haddonfield

closet? What we're saying here is we will no longer let the powers that be

control our minds. For years, Halloween has represented everything that's wrong

with Haddonfield.

But Michael Myers is long gone.

There is no boogeyman.

Whoa!

Did she get this riled up in the sack, Tim?

I bet she wears crotchless panties and barks like a dog. Bet.

What do you say, honey, you and me?

As I was saying, we have to stop acting out of fear.

Just look at Tim's family.

They live in the Myers house.

You do?

We do?

Uh, yeah, we do.

Great house.

Strong wood.

I see. You mean to tell me you actually live in the house of the most brutal

mass murderer in history?

This is the Barry Simms Show.

And when we return, we'll be coming at you live from the one, the only,

Myers' house. How's that for a Halloween Chuck bit?

How far to your house, Barry? About half a mile, but I don't know if my folks

are... Good. I'll meet you there in five.

What about the kids? We're supposed to throw all the candy.

Phone!

Relax your crack, sweetheart.

Quick toodle around the old household and we'll be right on back. Pull the van

out back so that I can sneak out of your nice and quiet life.

Oh, no, no, no, really, really, you're too good to me, really.

No, thanks for putting me in the middle of this cheap shit country bumpkin

outfit, Paul. I really appreciate it.

My fans expect better than this.

No, no, look, you tell that penny -pinching whiner Mike Sarducci that when

back, I am personally going to cut off his balls.

And wear him his earrings.

Where's the goddamn van?

Oh, no, I'm trotting out for a cheeseburger. I'm taking this show to

Myers house where we should have done it in the first place.

Ten minutes in that house and I'll have every fruitcake medium in the country

calling in trying to channel the spirit of that pussy, Michael Myers.

Sure, we can do another show about him. Kick the audience in the face enough and

they'll lick you all over.

I'll call you later. Bye -bye.

Do you really think Barry's going to show up?

Let's hope not.

I'm sorry he turned out to be such an asshole.

It's okay.

Where is everyone?

Mom?

Kara? They're probably at the fair, which is where we should be.

Beth, um, what you said before about Michael Myers living in our house, is

really true?

It was a cold Halloween night.

He stood in the shadows, watching through the windows as his sister and

boyfriend made love.

Then he crept inside, picked up a huge butcher knife. He turned around and he

stabbed her. Cut it out, Beth.

I really didn't know that Michael Myers lived in my house, okay?

It freaks me out.

I'm sorry.

I was just fooling around.

It's okay.

Let's get the candles.

Just a minute.

It's out the room now.

It's happening.

Where's the baby?

Your sister would kill us if she knew we did it in her bed.

Hey, it was your idea.

I am bad, aren't I?

Only when you wear crotchless panties and bark like a dog.

Where are you going?

I gotta take a shower.

You know, to stay fresh.

Watch out for the boogeyman.

Seth, can you bring a towel in here? I'm freezing.

Where are you when I need you, honey?

Thanks.

I'll be here in a minute.

Mommy? Hold on a second, Danny.

Hello?

Mom? Wait, who is this?

No, this is Beth.

What are you doing there?

Do you know where my mother is? She's not home. No one is.

What's wrong?

Is Tim with you?

He's in the shower.

I'm across the... Straight.

I can see you.

Beth, I want you to listen to me. Get Tim and get out of that house right now.

Carol, what the hell is going on? Beth, look out! There's someone in the room!

He's right behind you!

Where's the baby?

Who else knew I had the baby?

No one. No.

There had to be someone else. Who knew?

Nobody knew except me and...

Careful with the girl.

Shut up!

Winner.

Mrs. Blankenship! Oh, God, hurry! We have to... Hello, dear.

Where's Kara?

I feel like I've been drugged.

We have been drugged.

Why are they doing this?

Why didn't they just kill us?

It's his game.

And I know where he wants to play it.

That's Loomis. You know that can't stop Michael. Nothing will stop Michael.

But when?

That's Loomis. You stay here.

Don't go anywhere until I come back.

When?

I was getting worried, Sam. I was afraid you wouldn't make it.

Because you were the first one to see it.

And you recognized its power.

Michael? Evil.

Pure.

Uncorrupted.

Ancient. You are a

madman. I've had my phasers, but this baby, Jamie's baby, we are

at the dawn of a new age, Sam.

And I'm asking you to join me.

I thought... Michael was a monster.

But you... We're ready for you,

Dr. Wendt.

Good.

Well, we'll give Dr. Loomis a little time to think about it.

He's come back.

And...

He's very

angry.

How does it feel to be damned?

Oh.

Oh, shit.

That's dumb.

You've won.

Ow! Ow!

Come with us. No, I have a little business to attend to here.