Original subtitles

[opening theme music playing]

[wolf howls]

Hey, Jonathan, look at that.

Full moon.

Halloween night and a full moon.

[imitates howling]

[laughing]

That reminds me of Halloween a year ago.

Remember that?

Uh. Do I remember it? Every time I think about it,

I get scare-bumps all over my body.

[exhales] That's the night we had to beat the devil.

I'll remember that as long as I live.

I remember walking into that spooky old bookstore

he uses as a front for his operations.

I can still smell the sulfur and the brimstone.

[cat meows]

[crash]

-[Mark] Then I heard it. -[woman screaming]

The sound of hell.

[thunder]

[screaming continues]

I'll never forget that face.

Never. As long as I live.

Oh. [shivers]

Gives me the willies.

I'm gonna have to think about something else.

I'll tell you what I'll think about, I'll think about food.

Food? You just ate dinner an hour ago.

Come on, Jonathan, I'm driving here.

-When you're driving, you work up an appetite. -Oh, Mark, please.

Come on, Jonathan, can't we have a little fun tonight?

Come on, it's Halloween.

A little snack in front of the TV.

Lot of scary movies on tonight.

[gnawing]

-Doesn't it sound great? -Absolutely wonderful.

Hey, Satan's Subs. Don't tell me you're going in there?

Jonathan, it's just a name.

Yeah, a name you were just talking about.

Jonathan, I seriously doubt if the Prince of Darkness is in the sandwich business.

Yeah, well, I'm not going in there. I'm not.

All right, fine. I'll go in by myself. I'll be right back.

You know what your problem is,

you're afraid of the competition.

[laughing]

You know, you got a short memory for an angel.

Remember, I was the guy who got food poisoning

when you took me to Gabriel's Horn.

[laughing]

[coughs]

Mmm.

[man] May I help you?

Oh, yeah, look, I was trying to...

Have you got a fire or something back there in the kitchen?

No, under the kitchen.

Under the kitchen?

Oh, under the kitchen.

I get it, a little atmosphere for Halloween, right?

-That's great. -Let me show you our line.

We call this, "A Little Bit of Heaven."

Not very satisfying.

Yeah. It is kind of small, isn't it?

This

is Purgatory.

Hey, now that's more like it.

It's really neither here nor there.

This

is our biggest seller.

Devil's Delight.

I mean, that's awful big.

I can't eat all that. That wouldn't be good for me.

Now why would you wanna eat something that's good for you?

Come on, it's Halloween.

And this is a hell of a sandwich.

What the heck. I'll take it.

Three dollars even.

All right, there you go.

Have a happy Halloween.

[in raspy voice] I always do.

[wolf howling]

[bell ringing]

[woman screaming]

Hey, what are you watching?

I'm watching this horror film. I Was a Teenage Werewolf. [gnawing]

Oh, I love scary movies.

You love scary sandwiches too. You know how your stomach gets.

Come on, one little sandwich is not gonna bother me.

One little sandwich? That's like calling the Titanic a dinghy.

Oh, he killed her.

You know the guy in this movie reminds me a lot of you.

Thanks, that's very kind of you.

No, I mean, when he's a regular guy,

not when he's got the fuzz all over his face.

You feel like taking a walk?

Come on, Jonathan, I'm into this movie.

We don't have an assignment tonight? Come on, it's Halloween.

I know we don't have an assignment I know of. I just feel like taking a walk.

It's kind of fun to watch the kids trick-or-treat.

Well, you go ahead. I wanna see the end of this.

I can tell you how it ends. He goes and see--

Hey, hey, hey. Don't do that.

Don't do that. Now, you'll spoil it for me.

All right, fine? Sit there like a couch potato. What do I care?

Now, just remember, I'm the one that warned you about the sandwich.

[chuckles]

Let a man have a snack.

[woman screams]

[dramatic music playing]

Take care. Be careful. Have fun.

Oh, I love this costume. There you go.

There you go.

Cheese and crackers? Don't you have any candy?

Candy's bad for your teeth.

Oh, boy, what do I get, a tofu burger?

You'll thank me when you don't have cavities.

We will not. Our father's a dentist.

You're putting him in the poorhouse.

Oh, you're such a funny boy.

Alan? Cindy? Aren't you two ready yet?

Coming.

[laughs] You look great.

This thing's hot.

Oh, well, don't put it on until you get outside, honey.

Alan broke my wand.

-I did not. -You did too.

Mom, she hit me with the wand and it broke.

Because you pushed me.

I pushed you because you were standing on my gorilla mask.

Would you just stop, please?

-[baby cries] -Oh, your brother's awake. Come on.

[on TV] Guerrero started this race on the pole. He has led every lap.

He certainly doesn't wanna give it up now.

Al Unser Jr. comes around Jacques Villeneuve.

-Bob, kids are ready. -Honey, I'm watching the car races.

Bob, it's 8:30. The kids are ready to go.

Let them go. They're big enough.

I don't like them out at night without supervision

and I've got the baby.

Anne, there are other kids out there alone. Come on.

I don't wanna go without Dad.

[baby crying]

I do. I'm not scared.

You see, Alan, your sister's not scared.

I'm not scared, either. I just don't want to.

You are too scared.

-I am not. -Then come on.

I've got to get the baby.

I don't see why you can't go with them.

Because I worked all week

and I wanna relax on a Saturday night, okay?

Now, go on, Alan, stop acting like a baby.

Go on.

[on TV] Al Unser Jr. is out in front as Roberto Guerrero...

Go on.

...spinning the car back and forth,

trying to pick up the last few drops of fuel in his tank.

For Al Unser Jr., it is on to victory. He continues...

[Cindy] Alan, will you come on?

-Did they go? -Yes, they went.

It'll be good for Alan.

You baby him too much. That's why he's scared.

No, he's scared because you let him watch horror movies with you

that he shouldn't see.

I've gotta get the baby his bottle.

[sighs]

[dance music playing]

♪ I was working in the lab Late one night ♪

♪ When my eyes Beheld an eerie sight ♪

♪ For my monster from His slab began to rise ♪

♪ And suddenly To my surprise ♪

♪ He did the monster mash ♪

♪ Monster mash ♪

♪ It was A graveyard smash ♪

♪ He did the mash ♪

♪ It caught on in a flash ♪

♪ He did the mash ♪

♪ He did the monster mash ♪

♪ From my laboratory In the castle east ♪

♪ To the master bedroom Where the vampires feast ♪

-Oh, I'll get those, Mom. -Oh, don't worry about it.

Listen, I've got three more in the oven. They'll be ready any minute.

-You having fun? -Oh, Mom, it's great.

-This is the best party. -Aw.

-Go enjoy it. -All right. Thanks, Mom.

♪ They did the mash ♪

♪ It caught on in a flash ♪

♪ They did the mash ♪

♪ They did the monster mash ♪

♪ The zombies Were having fun ♪

♪ The party had just begun ♪

What's going on here?

Nothing. [snickers]

I think you better go.

Oh, come on, Momma. We're not doing anything.

Don't give me that "momma" stuff. I want you out of my house.

Hey, now that is no way to treat a guest.

We're just having a drink. Is there a problem with that?

-It's a problem for me. Out. -Hey, you don't mean that.

Okay, we'll be good little boys and we'll go dance.

Does that feel like I mean it?

Mom, is something wrong?

Nothing, dear, just throwing out the trash.

[laughing] I know, I know, I know. Oh, well.

I can't believe it. That's so crazy.

Alan, will you come on?

I don't wanna go up to that house.

You're such a baby.

I just don't wanna go.

Suit yourself, scaredy-cat.

-My brother is such a pain. -All brothers are.

Yeah. Hey, let's scare him good. I've got an idea.

[door bell dings]

Just do what I do.

Trick or treat.

[laughs] Sure, little ladies. Here you go.

[girl] Help! Help!

-What's the matter? What's going on? -Help!

Cut it out now. Don't fight me. What are you doing?

I don't know what's going on.

Will you please stop it? I don't know what's happening.

What is this?

What is this?

Sorry, mister, we just wanted to scare my brother.

[giggles]

Well, you scared both of us. Now, go on, get out of here.

Go on.

We sure got rid of him, didn't we?

Yeah. Now we can have some fun.

Hey, you wanna come to my house? My folks are at a party.

And we can watch Spookies.

Yeah. I'll call my folks. Maybe I can sleep over.

-Okay. -[both giggles]

Hey, where you going, monkey man?

-He got my sister. You gotta help. -Your sister, huh?

-How old is she? -Eleven.

-Oh, forget it. -What you got in that bag there?

Please. You gotta help.

-Hey, look at this haul. -Please.

No.

-Hey. -Give him back his bag.

You talking to us?

Yeah, I said give the kid back his bag.

Oh, he wants the kid's bag.

Here.

[laughs]

-It's the Unknown Comic. -Yeah, really.

-Hey, buddy, go on, make us laugh. -Yeah, come on.

[growls]

Man, let's get out of here.

[continues growling]

[chuckles]

Hey, you all right?

Hey, don't be scared, I'm on your side.

You're a...You're a...

A werewolf.

Me? No, I'm not a werewolf, I'm an angel.

You don't look like an angel.

Oh, this?

I was just pretending.

There, that better?

I'll help you pick up your stuff.

-You really are what you said? -Well, you bet I am.

Cross your heart, hope to die?

That doesn't really mean anything in my case,

but I can guarantee you I'm an angel.

Then you gotta help my sister. He grabbed her.

What are you talking about? Who grabbed her?

A man. A bad man. He grabbed her and pulled her into the house.

She was screaming. Please you gotta help.

All right, you just take it easy.

You lead the way, I'll follow you.

This is it.

You're sure this is the house?

I could never forget it.

Okay, you just wait out here.

Uh-huh.

All right, but stay behind me.

Okay, be quiet.

[woman screaming]

[woman screaming]

-Take everything! -Don't kill us.

Oh. No, no, no. Please listen to me.

No. I'm not a robber. I'm not--I'm not--

Listen to me, I'm not a robber!

You're not?

No.

You see, I was looking for this little girl.

-He's a pervert. -He's a pervert!

Please, will you listen to me?

Listen to him! Listen!

Look, see this.

This little boy told me that his sister was dragged into this house, screaming.

Oh, those two.

It was a joke. She wanted to scare her brother.

It was a joke?

Oh, look, oh, I'm... I mean, I am sorry.

I mean, I am...

I mean, I don't know what to say. I mean, I'm sorry.

I mean, we're...

We're both sorry. We're sorry. We're, we just, we are.

Arnold, where you going?

To change my shorts.

I tell you, your sister sure has a weird sense of humor.

You're telling me.

I feel awful scaring those two people like that.

It wasn't your fault.

Are you really an honest-to-goodness angel?

That's right, I am.

And you're not a werewolf?

No such thing as werewolves.

-How do you know? -Well, because I know.

When you grow up, you'll know it too.

If there can be angels, how come there can't be werewolves?

Well, because God makes angels. He doesn't make monsters.

That makes sense.

But I'm still scared of them.

-Well, that makes sense too. -It does?

Well, sure it does. Everybody's scared of something.

-I'm not acting like a baby? -No, come on, not in the least.

Will you come trick-or-treating with me for a while?

I wouldn't be scared with an angel.

-Okay, for a while. -Thanks.

-My name's Jonathan. -Mine's Alan.

Sure is nice to meet you, Jonathan.

Nice to meet you too, Alan.

[growling]

[man on TV] Tony.

[snoring]

[man] No, Tony.

No. Tony, don't. Don't.

[continues snoring]

[wolf howling]

Oh, Jonathan, you gotta sit down and watch this.

It's I Was a Teenage Werewolf. [laughs]

Oh, I love horror films.

[woman screaming]

Oh, he killed her.

You know the guy in this film reminds me of a lot of you.

I mean, when he's a regular guy,

not when he's got the hair all over his face.

Come on. Jonathan, why don't you sit down and watch this?

We don't have an assignment. Let's just take it easy.

[growling]

Hmph. Don't tell me angels get sore throats. You sound awful.

Jonathan, you all right?

[continues growling]

Hey, buddy, is there something wrong?

Jonathan?

[screaming]

All right, get yourself together.

It's a dream, that's all. It's a dream.

It's a dream.

[growling]

It's not a dream.

Help! Help!

Help!

[police siren]

Police! Help! Up here! Come on! Help! Here!

Come in! Help! Help me! Over here.

Hurry up! Hurry up!

Bring bullets. A lot of them. Silver bullets!

Over here! Come on, hurry up.

[screaming]

No!

No! No!

No! No!

No! No!

No! No, Jonathan. No!

-No, Jonathan, please. -[Jonathan] Mark.

-No, Jonathan. -Mark, wake up.

-Jonathan. Jonathan, please. -Wake up! Wake up!

-Jonathan? -Take it easy, you were having a dream.

-You all right? -Yeah.

That was some dream. I mean, it was real.

-Yeah, it's the sandwich. -What?

The sandwich. The submarine sandwich.

You can't eat like that before you go to sleep. I warned you.

That's right, you did.

I mean, it was real, Jonathan. It was just like in the movies.

Well, except you were older.

You're like a middle-aged werewolf.

And you had to put it that way.

Are you gonna be all right? I gotta go out again.

You got to go out? What do you mean, you gotta go out?

Hey. Will you stop acting like a baby?

I've got a little guy waiting for me down in the lobby.

I promised him I'd take him trick-or-treating for a while.

-He's scared. -Well, I don't blame him.

-You wanna go with us? -No, I don't wanna go with you.

-I don't wanna go out there. It's dark out there. -Mark, you're acting silly.

Well, maybe I am acting silly, but you didn't have my dream.

Now, you go ahead. I'm staying right here.

All right. But take it easy, relax a little bit.

You're all right. Stay awake.

I'll be back as soon as I can.

-Hey, Jonathan. -Yeah?

You really should've seen the kid in that movie.

I mean, he really did look like you. Well, except he was younger.

Mark, I was never that young.

-Excuse me. -Trick.

-What? -Trick. Trick or treat.

I'm not treating, so if you wanna trick, fine, go ahead and trick,

but I'll call the police and have you arrested.

I don't want a trick or a treat.

I just put money in the soda machine and nothing came out.

So?

So I would like my money back.

I didn't see you put any in.

-I'm not lying. -Huh. That's what you say.

Now, don't bother me.

[Alan banging on the machine]

What the matter?

I lost my money in the machine. It's just not my night.

Hey, mister, we got a little problem with the machine here.

-I think it's out of order. -The boy already told me

and I'll tell you what I told him.

I didn't see him put any money in,

so he's not getting any back.

And now, if you don't mind, I'm trying to read.

Well, thank you for your kindness.

Come on, let's go trick-or-treat.

-Trick. -What the--?

[electricity buzzing]

Mmm.

Ice cream with cookies in it. That's what I call pigging out.

-Who are you calling? -My mom.

[line ringing]

-[Bob] Hello. -Hello, Dad. Is Mom there?

[Bob] She's still up with the baby. His ears are bothering him or something.

Oh, I was wondering if I could sleepover at Eloise's?

[Bob] Are her folks home?

Yes.

[Bob] Well, let me talk to her mom.

They're in bed already. But Eloise asked and they said fine.

[Bob] And what about your brother?

Alan? Isn't he home?

You mean he's not with you?

[Cindy] No. He ran away. I yelled at him to stop, but he wouldn't.

I don't know what got into him. I thought he was going home.

How long ago did this happen?

About an hour.

Oh, boy, what's the matter with that kid?

He just ran off for no reason?

Well, I certainly didn't do anything.

He'll probably make up some story like he always does.

Can I sleep over, Daddy?

[Bob] Yeah, I suppose.

Oh, thank you, Daddy. I love you. Bye.

Alan's gonna be in a lot of trouble when he gets home.

Yeah, it gives you a good feeling, doesn't it?

[giggles]

Oh, I finally got the baby to sleep.

I'm gonna have to take him back to the doctor's.

Those ear drops just don't seem to be working.

Hmm. Cindy just called. She's gonna be sleeping over at Eloise's.

Where's Alan?

He's not with her.

-Where is he? -I don't know.

Cindy said he ran off about an hour ago

and she thought he was on his way home.

Oh, my God,

I told you not to let them go alone.

Oh, honey, he probably met a couple of guys and went trick-or-treating with them.

Bob, I want you to go find him. It's getting late.

For crying out loud, he's gonna be home soon.

Do you want me to go and you can stay with the baby?

Forget it. I'll go.

If he had just stayed with his sister in the first place,

this wouldn't be happening.

I'm gonna give him the "what for" when I find him.

Bob, I don't want you spanking that child.

Oh, of course not.

He might cry. You are raising a sissy, you know that?

He is not a sissy.

I don't know what you call him. Other kids push him around.

He doesn't like to fight with the other boys. Is that so bad?

Yes, that's bad!

Would you keep your voice down? I just got the baby to sleep.

Face it, Anne. He's afraid of his own sister.

She's bigger than he is, that's all.

And he's afraid of the dark. He's afraid of monsters. And he's--

I mean, come on. Come on. Monsters?

Can we please discuss this after you find him?

Fine. Another wonderful evening for me on my day off.

[slams door]

[baby cries]

Oh, great.

[wolf crying]

Thanks.

Wow, she was nice.

She gave me about five candy bars and long ones.

Oh, yeah, let me take a look.

Hey, those are nice.

-You got this bag pretty well filled up. -Yeah.

It's getting late. I think we'd better start home.

I don't wanna go. I'm having fun.

Hey, I know you are, but your folks are gonna be worried about you.

My mom will, not my dad.

Oh, come on, Alan, you don't mean that.

Yes, I do.

My dad,

well, he's a lot different from me.

Well, you bet he is. He's a lot older for one thing.

That's not what I mean.

My dad, he's,

he's kind of like Charles Bronson, in the movies.

He's real tough and he wants to make me real tough

but I just can't.

Well, how do you know he's so tough?

Well, he drinks beer, watches sports

and he even yells at other people when he's driving his car.

Oh, well, that sounds pretty tough all right.

Of course, you know, he might just be doing that to impress you.

-Impress me? -Hmm-mm. Yeah, with how tough he is.

Maybe he figures if he acts real tough, you'll try to be more like him.

You really think so?

I don't know. It could be.

I'll tell you one thing for sure. He loves you.

I know. I just wish I could be me.

I mean, I love him, but I can't be like him.

Hmm.

You ever cry?

Me? Yeah, lots of times.

-Yeah? Me too. -Hmm-mm.

But I couldn't cry in front of my dad.

He's never cried.

Oh, come on. How do you know that?

He told me. Only girls cry and sissies.

-You think I'm a sissy? -No way.

Well, then I guess your dad's wrong.

You know Alan, moms and dads can't be right about everything all the time.

Yeah.

I sure like talking to you, Jonathan.

[chuckles] And I sure like talking to you, Alan.

But it is time to get started home, okay?

-Okay. -All right, let's go.

-Hurry up, Spookies is starting. -Did you eat all the ice cream?

Yeah. Sorry.

Well, we got any candy left?

No.

Darn.

It's no fun watching Spookies without snacks.

[doorbell rings]

Oh, don't answer it. It's just more kids.

Hey, come on.

I'll show you how to get some more candy.

-Maybe nobody's home. -No, the TV is on.

-Trick or treat. -Trick or treat.

-Here, these are for you. -Thank you.

And these are for you.

-Thank you. -Have fun.

[giggles]

That was great.

Take your pick.

-[Eloise] Oh, my God. -Hey. It's Cindy.

Oh, my God.

Oh, wait. We're gonna miss the movie.

-Come on. -Oh, yeah.

[door closes]

She's staying at Eloise's. She's a pain too.

All they like to do is tease.

Yeah, I guess that's the way brothers and sisters are.

I'm not.

She's the one that's always scaring me. Like tonight.

I wish I could just get her back one time.

Hey.

Oh, no. No, no, Alan. Uh-huh.

Oh, Jonathan, please?

I mean, I'll never get a chance like this again.

I mean, how many angels does a guy meet?

Please?

[sighs] Well,

I guess we do owe her one, don't we?

Okay.

[dog barking on TV]

-Oh. -Oh, God.

That's so gross it would gag a maggot.

Tell me, what is that stuff? It's guts or something.

[knock at door]

More kids.

You want another candy bar?

No, I'm ready to barf.

[doorbell ringing] Cindy. Cindy. Let me in.

That's my brother. He's not home yet.

What do you think you're doing?

He's right behind me. He almost had me.

-Who almost had you? -A werewolf.

Oh, Alan, you're such a nerd.

Cindy, I'm telling the truth. I swear.

Right, you're gonna be in big trouble with dad if you don't get home.

I'm telling the truth.

-The truth about what? -Oh, a big werewolf is chasing Alan.

Oh, no. And we're all out of silver bullets.

Alan, admit it,

we scared you and you're trying to get back at us.

But you can't. Now, run on home.

He's out there, Cindy. He's right outside that door.

Well, maybe we should invite him in.

Oh, he might be hungry.

Yeah, we'll give him a can of dog food.

Oh, I'm sure he'd prefer some nice--

[both girls screaming]

Oh, my God!

[growling]

[girls continue screaming]

-Somebody do something! -I'll save you.

You're not gonna hurt my sister.

[growling]

[wolf howling]

[footsteps approaching]

He's gone.

Oh, good.

Oh, Alan. Alan.

It's all right, sis. You'll be okay now.

-Was it, was it real? -Afraid so.

Full moon tonight. I better get home.

No. Don't leave us.

I have to. I don't want Mom and Dad to worry.

-Please don't go. -[man] Eloise.

There. Eloise, your folks are back. See you later.

-Hi, Mr. Powell. Mrs. Powell. -Hi, Alan.

-Having a good time tonight, Alan? -Unbelievable.

[yawns]

Come on, you gotta stay awake. You gotta stay awake till Jonathan gets back.

If you don't stay awake,

you're gonna fall asleep.

And if you fall asleep, you're gonna dream.

No more dreams.

No more dreaming.

[snoring]

What's that noise?

Oh, you're snoring.

You're asleep.

Of course you're asleep, stupid. You don't snore when you're awake.

All right.

All right, everybody up. Come on, come on.

Wake up, wake up, wake up. Wake up, wake up, wake up.

Oh, that's good. Way to go.

Now, I gotta do something to stay this way.

What am I gonna do?

A soda.

I'll have a soda because soda's got sugar in it and sugar,

sugar will keep me awake. Now you're thinking.

Oh.

[growls]

No. No, Jonathan. No! No!

It was a dream.

It was another dream.

That's it. That's it. No more sitting down.

No more lying down.

Oh, I gotta do something to keep myself awake.

What am I gonna do?

I'll jog, that's what I'll do. I'll jog, I'll jog.

I'll jog until Jonathan comes back.

That's what I'll do. And it'll keep me awake.

I know that will keep me awake.

Jonathan.

Jonathan. Come home, Jonathan, please.

Oh, Alan.

Alan, where are you?

Oh, please come home.

Will you come home, please?

You didn't find him?

No.

Oh, God. Oh, my God. Oh, God. [crying]

-He's all right. I know he's all right. -He's not all right.

It's getting late. It's after 11 o'clock. Something's happened to him.

-I know something's happened. -It hasn't. Now stop that.

He could be anywhere.

I'm gonna call the police.

The police?

Why you are calli-- I thought you said nothing happened to him.

-Why are you calling the police? -Because he's lost.

He was probably having a good time, he went too far and got lost.

You mean he's missing?

-He's not lost. He's missing. -Anne, for God's sake, stop it.

[baby crying]

The baby's crying.

Go see to the baby.

Hello, my name is Robert Bailey.

I live at 3223 Alden Road.

My son is

missing.

You know, Jonathan, this is the greatest night of my life.

Well, it was different, that's for sure.

You know, I don't think I'll be afraid of the dark anymore.

Now, that I know there's no monsters, just angels.

Tell you something, I've got a feeling

your sister won't be trying to scare you anymore, either.

Yeah, that was so great.

I wish I could have had a camera. I could have...

[police talking through radio]

Oh, ho.

...that's Maple, south of Five Street at the 76 parking lot.

Why do you think they're there?

Well, my guess is because of you.

I told you your folks were gonna be worried.

Oh, boy. My dad's gonna kill me.

Well, you better go on and get inside.

Come with me, Jonathan. I'm scared.

Oh, come on, Alan. There's nothing to be scared about.

Yes, there is. You're the one that said it was all right to be scared.

All right, come on, let's go.

This is the latest picture we have of Alan.

It's his little league picture.

All right. We'll cover the neighborhood.

You're sure he wouldn't spend the night with a friend?

No, no. He never has done that.

[sighs] Well, we can't officially report him missing at this point, but...

[doorknob clicks]

Alan.

Oh, Alan.

Well, I guess I won't be needing this.

Mr. Bailey?

Kids. No wonder we get grey hair. Good night.

Alan.

Where have you been?

It's, it's a long story, but...

Oh, this is my friend Jonathan. He helped me get home.

Thank you.

It was my pleasure.

Don't you ever do anything like this again, young man.

Your father has been out half the night looking for you.

I'm sorry, Dad. It was my fault. I'm sorry.

Dad.

Dad, you're crying.

So what?

Of course I'm crying. I thought something had happened to you.

I'm okay, Dad.

Everything's okay now.

[panting]

Jonathan, will you get back here?

I can't keep this up much longer.

Boss, will you get him back here?

I should be his assignment.

[knock at door]

Huh? Who's that?

-It's me, Jonathan. -Jonathan.

Oh, thank you, Boss. I'll never forget you for this.

I owe you one.

All right, Jonathan, now where have you been?

You only said you'd be gone for a little while.

[screaming]

[Jonathan growling]

All right, get yourself together.

It's a dream, that's all. It's a dream. It's a dream.

It's not a dream!

[continues growling]

Help! Help! Help!

[police siren]

Police! Help!

Up here! Come on, help! Here!

Come in! Help!

Come on! Over here!

Hurry up, hurry up!

Bring bullets! A lot of them. Silver bullets.

Help!

-[growls] -[screaming]

Happy Halloween.

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