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# Mr. Sandman.

# Bring me a dream.

# Make him the cutest that I've ever seen.

# Give him two lips like roses in clover.

# Then tell him that his lonesome nights are over.

# Sandman.

# I'm so alone.

# Don't have nobody to call my own.

# Please turn on your magic beam.

# Mr. Sandman bring me a dream.

[Girl] Listen to me. Go out of the house and down the street...

to the Mackenzies' house.

Knock on their door and tell them to call the police...

and send them over here.

All right? Do as I say.

All right.

Go.

[Screaming]

[Boy] Come on! Come on!

[Screaming Continues]

[Gagging]

[Screaming, Gagging]

[Gun Clicks]

What's the boogeyman?

As a matter of fact, it was.

[Dog Barking]

[Barking Continues]

[Barking Continues]

- What's goin' on out here? - Call the police!

- Tell the sheriff I shot him. - Who?

Tell him he's still on the loose.

Is this some kind of joke? I've been trick-or-treated to death tonight.

You don't know what death is.

[Heavy Breathing]

[Footsteps]

[Children] Trick or treat!

[Laughing]

[Barking]

[Siren Wailing]

- I shot him six times! - What?

I shot him six times!

I shot him in the heart!

- He can't have gotten very far. - I shot him six times!

This guy, this man,

he's not human.

[Heavy Breathing]

Harold, you want mayonnaise on your sandwich?

How 'bout mustard?

[TV] Coming next, Night of the Living Dead. - Are you asleep again?

[TV Announcer] This is a WWAR special bulletin.

Police in Haddonfield have just made the grisly discovery of three bodies...

in the upstairs bedrooms of this house.

It appears the murders took place sometime early this evening.

Authorities have confirmed that all three of the victims are teenagers.

Two girls and a boy.

Police are searching the entire area...

for a mental patient who escaped last night from the Smith's Grove-Warren County Sanitarium.

He is now believed to be at large in Haddonfield. This is Robert Mundy live.

[Thunderclap]

[Man On TV] They're coming to get you, Barbara.

[Woman On TV] Stop it! You're ignorant.

[Man] They're coming for you, Barbara.

[Woman] Stop it! You're acting like a child.

[Man] They're coming for you.

- Look! There comes one of them now. - She'll hear you!

[Man] Here he comes now! I'm getting out of here. [Screaming]

[Screaming Continues]

[Dog Barking]

Mrs. Elrod?

Mr. Elrod?

Are you okay?

[Heavy Breathing]

[Footsteps]

Hi. There was someone screaming next door.

Yeah, Mr. And Mrs. Elrod. His wife's always picking on him.

He probably got angry and decided to start beating her.

Oh, big deal.

[Girl] Are your folks home? - They are gone.

My dad had to take my Aunt Ruby to Hardin County...

and my mother decided to go along.

- Didn't you hear? - Hear about what?

A girl got killed in Haddonfield. It's on the radio.

Hold on.

The police have cordoned off the entire area.

To repeat. Three teenagers have been found murdered in a house...

in the northwest section of Haddonfield.

The names of the teenagers have not been released. - I can't believe it.

- I know. You know, we probably knew her. - Where'd it happen?

Down on Orange Grove.

- That's right down the street. - I know.

[Sirens Wailing] Sally, I can hear the sirens coming.

They said the guy got away.

- Do they know who it was? - No.

Oh, God! [Clanking]

[Sally] Alice? Alice?

What's wrong?

- Alice? - Who is it?

[Sally] Alice, where are you?

Who is it?

[Radio]... believes the suspect will be apprehended within a matter of hours.

Neighbors say they heard screams during the early evening,

but attributed the noise to the usual Halloween...

[Siren Wailing]

Inside, guys.

[Attendant] All right, folks, give them room, please.

- Laurie, can you hear me? - Don't let them put me to sleep.

- It's all right. We're gonna go to the clinic. - Don't let them put me to sleep.

[Siren Wailing]

[Budd] Hey, you know this chick?

Yeah. Her name's Laurie Strode.

- She goes to school with my litter brother Ziggy. - Her old man Strode Realty?

- Yeah. - [Budd] Okay.

Okay, just get out easy. It's gonna be okay.

Walk real slow, okay?

You all right? You all right, hon?

Oh, God. Here. Just put it up there real gently.

You okay? Let's go. Just walk real slow. Come on.

[Siren Wailing]

- Fill out this form. Someone will be with you. - But we should see a doctor right away.

He's with a patient. Please wait in Room "A."

- Come on, hon. - Thank you.

Where's Dr. Mixter?

- At the country club. I think he's drunk. - Oh, great!

- What have you got? - Stab wound, left anterior chest.

- Possibly penetrating. Multiple contusions. [Girl] It's Laurie Strode.

Yeah. Let's go. Possible fracture, right ankle.

Janet, get me more coffee.

[Nurse] Get that out of here!

Oh, Laurie. Hi there.

Well, let's see what we have here.

Ah, yes. You've lost a lot of blood.

We'll need to type it.

Yeah.

When was the last time you had a tetanus shot?

I don't know.

There.

- Get me some 3-0 nylon on a... - Cutting needle? Right away.

- We're going to have to put her out. - No, don't put me to sleep.

- [Nurse] Okay, relax. We're not going to hurt you. - No!

No.

Please don't put me to sleep.

[Dr. Mixter] Take it easy.

[Groaning]

[Nurse] Try to relax, Laurie.

[Nurse] Dr. Mixter will have you stitched up in no time.

[Dr. Mixter] Take it easy, Laurie.

Circle the block again.

- How long now? - About 30 minutes.

Put the light down there by those trees.

- There's nothing. - Well, keep going.

- Doctor, I'm just about there. - What?

The point where I stop taking orders from you.

All right, Sheriff, whatever you want.

The primary concern is that we stop him.

- You let him out. - I didn't.

- His own goddamn doctor! - I didn't let him out.

[Police Radio] Chief Brackett, come in please.

- Who is it? - Chief, this is Ramsey.

- Say again. What is it? - This is Ramsey.

- Where are you? - By the bakery moving north on Scottsville Road.

- Get the hell back in town. Go up Seventeenth Street...

and meet me by the bypass. - Ten-four. Ramsey clear.

Will you put that thing away!

You couldn't have shot him six times.

- You think I'm lying? - I think you missed him.

- No man could take six slugs. - I told you this isn't a man!

[Children Laughing] Look out! Slow down!

Over there! Look, look, look!

[Chattering] [Brackett] Is that him?

I don't know!

Get back!

Run! Go on, run! Move it!

Get back! Get back, you kids.

Run! Move it!

[Children Screaming]

Stop! Stop!

Don't shoot.

Stop! Don't shoot!

[Tires Screeching]

Oh, Sheriff Brackett.

[Policeman] He came outta nowhere. I couldn't stop.

[Brackett] Is it him?

[Brackett] Is it him or not?

[Siren Wailing]

Leigh?

- They found three bodies. - Where?

Across the street from the Doyle house.

Three kids. One of them was Annie!

What?

Does it hurt a lot? [Mumbling]

What? [Mumbling]

I can't understand you. It'll be okay. We'll play some games.

Repeating for those of you who just tuned in. Three people are dead tonight...

as the result of an attack by an escaped mental patient.

I understand we're going to stay on the air now.

Repeating for those of you who just tuned in.

Three people are dead tonight...

as the result of an attack by an escaped mental patient.

Further details will be forthcoming as soon as we get them.

This is Robert Mundy reporting to you live.

Hi.

Hi.

Jimmy, leave her alone.

Well, how are you feeling?

Sore. What happened?

Cracked a bone. You're lucky it wasn't a break.

Dr. Mixter felt that he should wait until tomorrow before he put a cast on.

You have to get some rest.

Come on, Jimmy.

[Whispering] Can I get you something to drink?

How 'bout a Coke?

Okay. Thanks.

Okay.

- Jimmy, we gotta roll. Another call came in. - Okay.

Get you that Coke later.

Out.

Moments ago police reported that Michael Myers, formerly of Haddonfield,

who fled the Smith's Grove-Warren Sanitarium last night,

was believed to have burned to death.

Meanwhile, three bodies were discovered in the bedroom of the house behind me.

Identification of the victims is being withheld pending notification...

[Siren Wailing] Forget that. I want to concentrate on the house.

Talk to some kids, see if anybody saw anything.

You need their parent's permission to use a statement.

If you can't find the parents, get a statement anyway.

Not now.

This is one of the girls.

[Sighs]

I, uh...

have to, uh, go and tell my wife before somebody else does.

Go on home, Leigh. Go on home. I'll take care of everything.

- Damn you. What have you done? - I haven't done anything.

- You let him out! - I didn't let him out.

I gave orders for him to be restrained.

Is there anything else we can do for you?

If that wasn't Michael Myers burning up in that car,

then a lot of other kids are gonna be slaughtered tonight.

- He's dead. I saw him. - You saw a man in a mask.

- It was him. - I want to believe you, but I've got to be sure.

I can't stop until I'm certain that he's dead.

You're talking about him like he's some kind of animal.

- Keep them back! - He was my patient for 15 years.

He became an obsession with me until I realized that there was nothing within him,

neither conscience nor reason that was even remotely human.

An hour ago, I stood up and fired six shots into him.

He just got up and walked away.

I am talking about the real possibility that he is still out there!

- Where'd they take the body? - Coroner's office.

Get a dentist to meet me there in half an hour.

[Radio] In spite of the fact that the man who rescued Laurie Strode...

claims to have shot him six times at close range,

Haddonfield police have no explanation for the suspect's disappearance,

but say they're confident he will be captured soon.

I cannot believe it. "Pin the Tail on the Donkey" and bobbing for apples.

- Actually bobbing in water, no less. - You've gotta use water 'cause...

I'm never going to another Halloween party,

especially not at Stevie Mathis' house!

- And now I'm going to be late. - You've gotta drive me home.

- Darcy, I don't have time. - You've got to!

Oh. Can't you ask Eddie Lee?

- He's in Russelville! - Ooh!

It's five minutes to your house, another five minutes back to the hospital.

Mrs. Alves is gonna kill me.

You promised me.

I know I did.

[Radio] There is one survivor.

Seventeen-year-old Laurie Strode was found directly across the street...

from the home where the murders took place.

The teenager was taken to Haddonfield Memorial Clinic.

[Siren Wailing]

In the aftermath of the killings, the streets between Chestnut and Tenth...

are jammed with people and cars.

Repeating. These streets are Chestnut and Tenth.

They're jammed with people and cars.

I sure could go for a pizza now.

A nice big one with sausage, onions, peppers.

But no mushrooms. I hate mushrooms.

[TV] The names of the young victims have not yet been released,

but people in the town recognize them as neighborhood teenagers.

It looks like a goddamn homecoming!

[TV] Now back to Dementia!

[TV. Woman Screaming]

[Knock At Door]

[Door Buzzer Buzzing]

Thank you.

Julie saw him, you know.

- Who? - Michael Myers.

- Come on! - I swear! Yesterday when she was coming to work.

Where did she see him?

You know the Shop and Bag by the mall?

She stopped at a light and saw him walking in that field behind the Lost River drive-in.

- Julie said he was so creepy. - Julie's full of shit!

He didn't escape until last night.

Well, you don't have to swear Budd.

She's a goddamn moron anyway.

Every other word you say is either hell or shit or damn.

I'm sorry. I guess I just fuck up all the time.

- Hi. - You're late.

I know. I've gotta get on the ward.

- Hi, Jimmy. - Oh, hi, Karen.

Mmm... see you later.

Right.

# Amazing grace.

# Come sit on my face.

# Don't make me cry I need your pie.

- Why don't you shut up? - What are you all revved up about?

It could've been Ziggy. It could've been your brother Mark we pulled out of there.

So what do you want me to do?

Jimmy, rule number one: Never get involved with a patient.

Nurses? That's another story.

But patients, it's no good. It never works out.

Where're you goin', college boy?

I'm tellin' you! Listen to Budd.

[Creaking]

[Heavy Breathing]

[Baby Cooing]

[Crying]

You were late again tonight.

Just 15 minutes.

That could be the difference between life and death for one of those kids.

You're right, I'm sorry.

I don't want to hear any excuses.

You're a good nurse, Karen. I'd hate to lose you.

But you've got to learn to be on time.

Let's go over this list.

Mrs. Carr, 9:30 tomorrow morning.

God, they should've handled him more carefully.

- Who? - Michael Myers.

Michael Myers?

Yeah. He was the guy that was after you.

You mean, the Myers' house?

- That little kid who killed his sister? - Yeah.

But he's in a hospital somewhere.

- He escaped last night. - How do you know?

It's all over the radio. Television too.

- It's on right now. - Ooh.

Why me?

I mean, why me?

Time's up, Jimmy. Let's go.

Okay, okay.

No, you won't. Visiting hours are definitely over.

Men! You can't live with them, you can't live without 'em.

How's that shoulder feel?

- Better. - Good.

We've been trying to get ahold of your parents.

Dr. Mixter told me they were at the same party he was,

but they're not there now and they're not at home.

Do you have any idea of where else they might be?

No.

I'll just keep trying.

[Clicking] Oh, this is just...

Janet?

- Yes, Mrs. Alves? - Tell Mr. Garrett we're having trouble with the phones now.

- He's at the other end of the hall. - Janet.

Yes, Mrs. Alves.

What's wrong with the phones?

Nothing for you to worry about.

Just get some rest now.

I'll let you know as soon as we get ahold of your parents.

[Rattling]

I'm going to check the pole. You wait here. I'll call you.

- I have to get back on the floor. - It'll take me five minutes.

But I don't even know how to use this thing.

[Screeching]

[Panting]

[Clacking]

I think somebody broke into the storeroom.

The lock was off. [Static]

Mr. Garrett? I can't hear you.

One of you had better drive down to the sheriff's station right away.

[Static]

Mr. Garrett, how do you work this thing?

Janet? [Indistinct Noise]

Mr. Garrett?

[Indistinct Noise]

Mr. Garrett?

Mr. Garrett, I gotta get back on the floor.

[Static]

Hello?

[Sighs] It's difficult.

Even the gums are charred.

But look here.

See here? No fillings.

He's young. Maybe 17.

- Maybe 18. - Michael Myers is 21.

Positive I.D. Means we check X rays...

and dental records. That'll take hours.

No other way to know for sure.

We haven't got hours.

We've got to assume that Michael Myers is still alive.

- Everybody goes back out. - But we just closed it up.

[Hunt] I want a sweep from Chestnut south to the bypass.

I want every street, every house,

every backyard.

Okay, you've got it.

Thank you.

[Crowd Yelling]

[Yelling Continues, Glass Shattering]

All right, that's enough. That's enough!

Come on. Get out of here. Go home.

Get out of here. Go on.

[Yelling Continues]

This is Hunt. Send another vehicle.

The old Myers house, 45 Lampkin Lane.

The tribe. One of their number was butchered.

This is a wake.

Heightens my sense of security.

[Yelling Continues]

All right, knock it off!

Come on, folks. Go home.

Knock it off!

Empty. Plus we covered the whole east end of town.

- There's nothing. - Check it again.

- He just isn't there. - Check it again!

You know, Haddonfield was a quiet town before tonight.

The only gunshots you ever heard...

were to start the track meet at the local high school.

Yet one night in 1963, Michael Myers...

did murder his sister in that upstairs bedroom with a large butcher knife.

- I remember. - On Halloween.

I was 16 years old.

It's his anniversary, Mr. Hunt.

He came back.

After 15 years?

He waited with extraordinary patience.

There was a force inside him...

biding its time.

The staff grew accustomed to his immobility and silence.

In many ways, he was the ideal patient. He didn't talk, didn't cry.

He didn't even move.

He just waited.

The staff was unprepared.

They didn't know what he was.

- Did you know? - Yeah, I knew.

Mr. Hunt?

- What is it, Craig? - I'm worried about Bennett Tramer.

He isn't home yet. [Craig] And he left the party at 10.00.

- It's only a little after 11:00, boys. - He was real drunk.

- How old is he? - [Craig] Seventeen.

[Randy] He had this stupid mask on.

All right, boys.

Seventeen. And wearing a mask.

- [Sighs] Oh, God. - Maybe we should check his dental records.

Old Reservoir Road. They had a break-in at the elementary school.

- They're sure it's him. - Come on.

- [Buzzer Buzzing] - [Gasps]

[Sighs] [Buzzing Continues]

Ooh! Stop!

Ow! Shit. Oh, shit.

Oh, you idiot!

- You could've broken it. - I wish I had!

I also could have used these on you.

- What an asshole! - Happy Halloween.

Budd, you are the biggest jerk I've ever met.

Ooh.

But you love me.

Yeah.

And I'm an idiot.

Let's go down to the therapy room. [Laughs]

Budd's finger needs a little therapy.

I can't leave the kids right now.

Everybody's all weirded out tonight. All this Michael Myers crap.

I just...

I just want...

The therapy room is three doors down.

Why, I suppose if we left the door open,

we could hear if somebody was coming or if the kids started to cry.

No, I better check it out first.

Fifteen minutes.

If everything's okay.

You're wastin' time.

[Girl 's Voice] Why don't you tell me?

Why won't you ever tell me anything?

I told you... I'm not your mother.

[Water Swirling]

Yeow! Hot.

Whoo! It's hot in here.

It's just me.

I'm not kidding.

It's too hot in here now. Why don't you go check it?

It's cold out there.

It can get cold in here.

Gotcha. Yeah.

Forget it, Budd. I have to go back to work.

You wanna go for breakfast later?

No.

I'm sorry.

I just have to get back, that's all.

Now, Budd, don't be that way. [Screaming]

Oh, God!

[Policeman] He got in here.

And look over here.

And here.

Sister.

- Is that it? - No. Here.

[Hunt] What's this? [Policeman] It's gibberish.

[Loomis] No, it's a Celtic word.

"Samhain."

It means the Lord of the Dead. The end of summer.

The Festival of Samhain. October 31.

- Doctor Loomis? - Yes.

I have to talk to you.

I didn't recognize you. What are you doing here?

Privately.

Thanks.

Dr. Loomis, you've been ordered back to Smith's Grove.

Ordered? He can't order me.

No, but the governor can.

He spoke to Dr. Rogers personally a few hours ago.

[Chuckles] The governor! Well, well.

Dr. Loomis, this thing is all over the state.

Your patient escapes once. Murders three teenagers.

You shoot him with a gun. He escapes again!

Someone should've listened to me earlier.

I know. I'm sorry.

Dr. Rogers is afraid this could jeopardize our whole rehabilitation program.

He doesn't want anyone from the mental health department near Haddonfield.

Why did he send you down here then?

In case you'd already found him... alive.

Tell him you couldn't find me. Tell him anything.

I can't leave Haddonfield now.

I'm afraid you don't have a choice.

There's a marshal waiting for you outside.

[Whispering] Laurie?

Listen, uh...

I know that you don't know me very well,

but I just wanna let you know that...

I'm not gonna let anything happen to you.

Okay? Promise.

Laurie?

Shit!

[Knock At Door] Dr. Mixter [Water Running]

Dr. Mixter?

Dr. Mixter!

Dr. Mixter?

Dr. Mixter, it's an emergency.

Dr. Mixter, it's Laurie Strode.

She's had a reaction to the medication. You better come quick!

Dr. Mixter?

[Gasps, Screams]

This is ridiculous! I'm gonna go find Mrs. Alves.

[Knocks On Door] Mrs. Alves?

[Squeaking Noise]

[Buzzer Buzzes]

[Heavy Breathing]

Laurie, you okay?

[Heavy Breathing]

[Indistinct Noise]

We'll find him.

- Where are you gonna look? - I don't know.

Neither do I.

Mr. Garrett?

Mr. Garrett?

[Indistinct Noise]

[Indistinct Noise]

Mr. Garrett?

Mr. Garrett? [Gasps]

Sorry.

Listen. I can't find anybody.

Budd's gone. Mrs. Alves is gone.

We gotta find Laurie.

Listen. [Heavy Breathing]

Why don't you check the east wing again. All right?

If you don't find anybody, drive to the sheriff's and get someone out here.

- All right? - Okay.

- Okay. - I'll keep lookin'.

Hello?

Jesus.

[Engine Sputtering]

Laurie!

Laurie! Laurie, wait.

Wait! Laurie!

[Laurie Whimpering]

[Screaming]

[Indistinct Noise]

[Indistinct Noise]

You didn't believe me. Nobody did.

I'm sorry.

Don't feel sorry for me. Feel sorry for that little town back there.

It'll be years before they forget this.

Dr. Loomis, I think there's something else you should know.

- Did you see the blackboard at the elementary school? - Yeah.

In order to appease the gods,

the Druid priests held fire rituals.

Prisoners of war, criminals, the insane, animals...

were burned alive...

in baskets.

By observing the way they died,

the Druids believed they could see omens of the future.

Two thousand years later, we've come no further.

Samhain isn't the evil spirit.

It isn't goblins or ghosts or witches.

It's the unconscious mind.

We're all afraid of the dark inside ourselves.

Dr. Loomis, please, listen to me.

- There's a file on Michael Myers that nobody knew about. - I've seen everything.

No, no. It was hidden, sealed by the court after his parents were killed.

After the governor heard what happened tonight,

he authorized Dr. Rogers to open it.

What file?

It isn't fair. They should've allowed you to examine everything.

That girl, that Strode girl,

that's Michael Myers' sister.

She was born two years before he was committed.

Two years after, his parents died and she was adopted by the Strodes.

They requested that the records be sealed in order to protect the family.

Geez! Don't you see what he's doing here in Haddonfield?

He killed one sister 15 years ago, now he's trying to kill the other!

Tonight, after I shot him, where did they take her?

- The clinic. - The clinic? Do you know this area well?

- A little bit. - Where is the hospital located?

Dr. Loomis, we're under orders from the governor.

It's back on Route 17 about three miles.

- Turn this car around now! - I can't do that. I've got orders.

- Those orders have changed! - Doctor, you're getting yourself into a lot of trouble.

What do you fellows usually do? Fire a warning shot, right?

[Gunshot]

[Footsteps]

[Engine Sputtering] Jimmy!

[Panting]

It's all right.

We're, uh, we're gonna get outta here.

[Engine Sputtering]

I, I think, uh...

[Horn Honking]

[Honking Continues]

[Honking Stops]

[Engine Sputtering]

I ought to handcuff you, but I have a feeling I'm going to need you.

- Can I trust you? - What have I got to lose, except my job?

[Muttering] Me.

Help.

Help.

[Screaming] Help me!

Check the rooms down there. Go on!

- Dr. Loomis? - You stay with me and shut up.

Help!

Help!

Help!

Help!

Help! Help!

Help!

Help!

Please! Please!

Please! Help!

Come on. Get in!

[Whimpering]

- Stop! - He's dead.

No, he's not. Look at him. He's still breathing.

Okay.

There's a two-way radio in the marshal's car.

Go outside, get on that radio and get Hunt!

Wait a minute. I'm the only one authorized to use that.

Move!

I'm sorry I left you. Are you all right?

Why won't he die?

Get away from him!

- But he stopped breathing. - No!

[Panting]

[Door Locks]

[Man] Unit calling, identify.

Marion Chambers with Dr. Loomis at the clinic. He's here.

Ten-four. Identify suspect.

Michael Myers. Just get your ass over here.

- Come on, come on! Take it! - No.

Take it!

[Pounding On Door]

[Gun Clicks]

[Groans]

[Laurie Whimpering]

Michael?

Michael, stop!

[Laurie Whimpering]

[Gas Hissing]

[Hissing]

[Whimpering]

[Muttering]

Laurie, get out. Get out now!

It's time, Michael.

- What's the count? - Ten... so far.

- Do you have any information about what happened inside? - Leave her alone.

- Can't I ride in front? - Sorry, I have to put you in back.

You ready? Watch out for your feet.

[Reporter] She's now being assisted out of the wheelchair...

and into the ambulance.

Big step. Big step.

Okay.

Keep the leg up. We'll have you outta here in a second.

# Mr. Sandman.

# Bring me a dream.

# Make him the cutest that I've ever seen.

# Give him two lips like roses in clover.

# Then tell him that his lonesome nights are over.

# Sandman.

# I'm so alone.

# Don't have nobody to call my own.

# Please turn on your magic beam.

# Mr. Sandman bring me a dream.

# Mr. Sandman.

# Bring me a dream.

# Make him the cutest that I've ever seen.

# Give him the word that I'm not a rover.

# Then tell him that his lonesome nights are over.

# Sandman.

# I'm so alone.

# Don't have nobody to call my own.

# Please turn on your magic beam.

# Mr. Sandman bring me a dream.

- # Mr. Sandman. - # Yes?

# Bring us a dream.

# Give him a pair of eyes with a come-hither gleam.

# Give him a lonely heart like Pagliacci.

# And lots of wavy hair like Liberace.

# Mr. Sandman. Someone to hold.

# Would be so peachy before we're too old.

# So please turn on your magic beam.

# Mr. Sandman, bring us. Please, please, please.

# Mr. Sandman.

# Bring us a dream.