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(BUBBLING)

-(SONG BEGINS) -One, two, three, four

Who's that knocking at my door?

Five, six, seven, eight

Hurry up and don't be late

Nine, ten, eleven, twelve

Got a secret I can't tell

Flap your fins, flip your tail!

School's out, ring the bell!

La, la, la, la

Ooh

La, la, la, la

Ooh

La, la, la, la

Ooh

La, la, la, la

Ooh

One, two, three, four

Who's that knocking at my door?

Five, six, seven, eight

Hurry up and don't be late

Nine, ten, eleven, twelve

Got a secret I can't tell

Flap your fins, flip your tail!

School's out, ring the bell!

(SONG ENDS)

(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)

(HOWLS)

-KIDS: Trick or treat! -BOY: Happy Halloween!

-Happy Halloween! -Here you go!

(YELL FEARFULLY)

(BOTH PANT)

Hey, you guys are back sooner than I thought.

Oscar! You're never gonna believe what happened.

There we were, just starting to get our trick or treat groove on,

-when suddenly... -Jocktopus.

Jockto-- Hey. How'd you guess?

-(YELLS) -Trick or treat, guppy.

It happens every year.

(CACKLING)

(SIGHS) I love trick or treating more than anyone,

but as long as Jocktopus is allowed to terrorize the streets,

Halloween is but a dream.

Or a nightmare.

(WAILS) I'm a zombie.

-What's this? -A comment card.

I'm trying to perfect my performance in the horror genre

and I'm looking for feedback.

Sorry, Bea. You're just not as scary as Milo.

I'm a fish wearing sushi!

(HORROR MUSIC PLAYS)

Doesn't matter if our costumes are scary anyway.

No one's gonna see them.

Oh, if only there was someplace else we could go out.

Someplace that had no Jocktopus.

Like a Jocktopus-free city full of unchallenged trick or treating.

A Jocktopus-less-opolis!

(GASPS)

I think you're onto something, Milo.

It's true there's no Jocktopus out there to steal our candy.

But if we're gonna do this, we're gonna have to do it big.

Tell everybody this year we trick or treat outside the tanks.

-Halloween's the best excuse for big hair. -(HORSE NEIGHING)

Koi and I are dressed up as a horse.

-I'm the head and Koi's the, uh... -(GRUNTS)

Huzzah, and three cheers for a Halloween without bullies.

Hoot, hoot! I'm an owl.

It's Halloween?

(GROANS)

Wow, Bea, you're getting really good at being a zom--

Steve Jackson, you put your shirt on right now!

But it's my costume, dude.

I'm a shirtless werewolf when it's not a full moon.

(ALL SIGH)

Sweet.

Mm-hmm!

Well, we're all here.

RANDY: Sorry I'm late.

Randy?

He got my invite. Look, we're gonna need his wagon

if we want some serious candy.

Okay, Randy, give us one good reason why we should trust you.

Because Jocktopus takes my candy every year, too.

Normally, I wouldn't offer my services to the likes of you.

We're like mayo and orange juice; we don't mix.

But I'll do anything for candy.

Sounds good to me.

-Okay, he's in. -Eyes!

Tally-ho, Finberley and Koi.

Trick or treat!

(BARKS)

Murphy!

(BARKS)

(DOORBELL RINGS)

Trick or treat.

Ah, children. Yes, delicious apples for you all.

Yes.

(DOORBELL BUZZES)

Trick or treat.

(ROARS)

(DOORBELL RINGS)

-What for do you want? -Trick or treat.

Wow, you look just like fish.

You even smell like them.

Here is some deodorant for your terrible fish smell. (LAUGHS)

(DOORBELL RINGS)

Ooh, I'm a zombie. (WAILS)

(CLEARS THROAT)

Would you please rate my performance on how much I scared you?

Oh, come on! What do you know about being scary anyway?

(CLEARS THROAT)

(ROARS)

(YELLING)

-MILO: Yeah, that was scary. -OSCAR: Fair enough, you scared me.

-(DOORBELL RINGS) -Oh, my gosh, it's them!

-Trick or treat. -(CLAMANTHA LAUGHS)

I don't like their costumes. Especially the zombie.

Oh, come on!

SNAKE: Happy Halloween.

OSCAR: It's stuck in my braces. (LAUGHS)

Trick or treating and no Jocktopus? Awesome!

This idea... killer.

I know, I'm glad I thought of it.

FINBERLEY: Wait, if Koi and I are up here, who's pulling the wagon?

Trick or treat, smell my feet.

Give me your candy, losers.

(ALL EXCLAIM)

-FINBERLEY: It's Jocktopus. -Hey, Jocktopus, go get it.

One piece of candy? Jocktopus isn't that stupid.

Don't go nowhere!

Let's get out of here!

(TIRES SCREECH)

How could he possibly find us?

This was supposed to be a Jocktopus-free zone.

Don't worry, guys. We'll be fine as long as we can stay free of obstacles.

(SCREAMS) Dead end!

Everyone on the wagon.

Today, the Randy Flyer is gonna earn its name.

(SCREAMING)

(GASPS) You did it, Oscar.

We're going to make it home.

I could just kiss you.

I love Halloween.

-A flat tire? What happened? -Did we hit a nail?

-How did this... -(GRUNTS)

Hold on, folks. This tire was pinched.

Are you accusing me of double-crossing you

by teaming up with Jocktopus? How dare you, sir?

Oh, sorry. Guess I was wrong.

No, no, you're totally right.

I've been leading Jocktopus to us the entire time.

(GASPS)

Randy, why?

Why, man, why?

Why?

Why, why, why, why, why, why, why? Why?

He promised me half the haul.

What did you think was gonna happen, you ding-dongs?

Jocktopus rules Halloween!

(SCREAMING)

(LAUGHS)

-So why should... -This year...

Be any different?

-Get 'em, Jocktopus. Get 'em. -(LAUGHS)

You guys ain't nothing but a bunch of Halloweenies. (YELPS)

(GRUNTS)

(GRUNTS)

Nice work, partner. So, how do you want to split this?

Fifty-fifty? 60-40? (YELPS)

Licorice whip. Giddy-up!

No, please come back! Candy!

Ah, what do I care? I'm rich. I'll just buy my own candy.

So long, suckers. I'm Randy Pincherson!

(SIGHS) I'm not gonna lie to you guys. I'm having a heck of a day.

My dream of candy, gone.

(BOTH SOB DRAMATICALLY)

(WAILS)

Well, that's what we get for trying.

So that's it, huh?

You're okay with letting Jocktopus ruin another Halloween?

'Cause I'm not.

I was finally starting to enjoy myself.

Milo, when I told you that you'd never catch your tail,

did that stop you from trying?

Finberley, did you give up writing fan letters

to Taylor Swordfish after the restraining order?

You knew about that? Oh!

What about you, Shellsea?

Will you ever stop talking about me behind my back?

Turn around. No.

But what are you suggesting we do about it, Oscar?

I'm suggesting everyone get inside this horse outfit.

(LAUGHS) That was so easy.

Not that easy. Ow! Ow!

(GROWLS)

Hi-yah!

(YELLS) (GIGGLES)

-That kind of tickled. -Albert, stay focused.

-Right. Right. Right. -Left. Left. Left.

Keep galloping!

Give it up, Jocktopus. That candy is ours.

Jocktopus. Get away.

-Whoa! -(HORSE NEIGHS)

Stampede!

Yah! Yah!

Jocktopus, just give us back our candy or else.

-(SCOFFS) You don't scare me. -Oh, yeah? Does that?

Huh?

Ooh, I'm a zombie.

(SCREAMS) Bad acting! Bad acting!

-I'll take it where I can get it. -Now, everyone!

Huh?

Save me.

We'll only help you if you promise

to never steal our Halloween candy ever again.

-Oh, never? -Never. Never ever!

Jocktopus promise.

-Pinkie swear? -JOCKTOPUS: (GROANS) Jocktopus hate you.

Oscar, the ants are gonna push us right off the cliff.

(SCREAMS)

Wait, that's just what we want.

Hi-yah!

-Ow, ow! -OSCAR: Faster, faster!

Here we go!

(SCREAMING)

We did it! Yay!

Candy!

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

Dude, I told you this would be the best Halloween of all time.

And it's thanks to the guy who didn't even want to go out.

Aw, shucks. 'Tweren't nothin'.

From now on, it's always gonna be great.

We never have to worry about Jocktopus ruining Halloween ever again.

(CHEERING)

Please give thanks for this glorious Fishgiving feast.

JOCKTOPUS: Give Jocktopus your turkey.

(ALL EXCLAIM)

Jocktopus!

(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)

(SQUAWKING)

(CRASH)

JUMBO: And that's hall safety tip number twelve.

(LAUGHS) Be safe out there, comrades.

Oh, as a final note, I recently lost my sandwich!

It was the best one I ever made.

You might notice pictures of it around school.

So please, keep your eyes peeled.

Hall monitor announcements, over and out.

(GONG CLANGS)

Today, we're going to learn how to meditate.

Just close your eyes, be quiet

and sit still.

And stay that way for, let's say, a... A good solid hour.

Okay, and we're staying.

And I'll be in the teacher's lounge if you need me.

What the...

I'm glued to my... my chair!

-(GASPS) -Which one of you put glue on my chair?

(GIGGLES)

You think this is funny, Milo?

(LAUGHS) Well, yeah.

You're upside down and glued to a chair.

Come on, come on. What part of that wouldn't seem funny?

(LAUGHS) Am I right? Am I right?

Well, let's see how funny you think it is in detention.

What? No. Just cause I was laughing at it doesn't mean I did it.

Of course you did it. You're always pulling pranks like this.

Not this time.

If I did that prank, you would have known it.

(SPITS) I'd be signing autographs and posing for pictures.

The only picture you're gonna be posing for is your mug shot.

(IMITATES SIREN)

All right, who needs a hall monitor?

Oh, thank goodness you're here.

Help me up. Oh my, Dumpy, your hands are doughy yet strong.

So, what's the skinny?

Milo glued me to my chair.

Get your filthy tentacles away from me.

Oh, no! No! I've been framed.

(GASPS) Oh, no! We have to help him.

Milo would never lie about not pranking someone.

But we could get detention, too.

Are you willing to take that risk?

It's worth it to save our friend.

I've been framed! I refuse to go to detention.

Milo, you don't have to go to detention.

Oh, really? Oh, thanks, guys. I appreciate that.

Detention is coming to you.

Hey, Mr. Detention.

(ROARS)

No! No, I won't go in!

Okay, Oscar. Now, you distract her, I'll get Milo.

Uh, how am I supposed to do that?

-You'll think of something. -Uh...

H... Hey, Clamantha.

Uh...

-Look, I'm dancing. -(SONG BEGINS)

Shake your tailfin, girls

Shake your tailfin, boys

Shake your tailfin, boom, boom

(GRUMBLES)

To that beatbox noise

Shake it up, shake it down

-Make your feet go boom... -Come on, let's get out of here.

-Show's over, Clamantha. -Oh, thank you.

-Yo, you better make room. -(SONG ENDS)

What the heck?

Okay, here's the plan. First, we find a nice place to hide out.

Like that janitor's closet.

And then we lay low for a few years until graduation.

-Problem solved. -No.

We are gonna find out who pulled that prank

and clear my name for good.

But who do you think did it?

Randy Pincherson.

The one and only.

I am getting blamed for your prank, man.

-Oh, which prank? -This one.

Somebody glued Baldwin to his chair?

Come on, that's amateur hour.

I'm more calculating.

And why should I believe you?

Because I've been setting up this all day.

I'm Randy Pincherson.

Wobble-wobble, wobble-wobble. (SPITS)

Headquarters, this is Clam Ma'am one.

I'm hot on their trail. No way we'd miss 'em now.

Patch me into alpha team two.

If Randy didn't do it

then I have no idea who else it could have been.

Don't give up hope yet, Milo.

There's somebody who knows everything

about everything that happens in this school.

-Hey, girl. -'Sup?

I need some insider information.

'Bout what?

About the thing that happened this morning?

Okay, here's the deal.

Finberley totally crossed the line.

She thinks she can wear that color with her skin tone?

I told her, "No. No, Finberley, no.

-"Bad girl. Down." -No, no, no, no.

I mean about the glue in Baldwin's class.

Oh, right. Bea, who cares about glue?

-Uh, we do. -Go ask one of the science nerds

like Albert Glass or something.

Thanks, girl. (YELPS)

I thought I saw 'em up here, but they're gone now.

Come on, Dumpy. Let's stake out the boys' bathroom.

(HUMS)

(GASPS)

Fugitives!

Hey, Albert.

I didn't see anything.

Wait! I need your help.

But you were convicted by a teacher.

-Albert, man up! -Bea?

You're in the boys' room.

Because she believes in my innocence.

Maybe she'll go to detention for seeking justice.

Maybe she'll be sent to fish Siberia,

forced to live off of the land for doing what's right.

-Um, Milo? -Bea is gonna die, Albert.

-I'm not gonna die. -Ugly and alone.

Devoured by zombie wolves.

And you won't do this small thing for me?

-I feel scared. -How do you think I feel?

All right, I'll help you.

But I won't be able to do it without a sample of the glue.

(GRUNTS)

(BALDWIN GROANING)

(ALBERT HUMMING)

-That was kind of fun. -Gimme that!

So, so, what's the clue?

A lightning bolt?

No, I just like to cut that shape.

Okay, but what does it tell us?

I don't know. But if you take it to Jumbo,

he could use his junior detective kit to identify the guilty party.

I never feel guilty when I party.

-(MUSIC PLAYS) -Party, party, I am at a party

Whoo!

Ugh! Jumbo is a hall monitor.

He's like central command hall monitor.

-He'll call down the heat for sure. -Well, it's either plead my case to Jumbo

or go to the mall and buy my own kit.

And I'm not going to the mall because...

I'm... I'm not allowed there anymore.

-Good luck. -Thanks, Albert.

(SIGHS) I've never felt so alive.

A-ha!

What in the Clam Dickens are you doing in the hallway, boy?

(SNIFFS) (CHUCKLES)

They've been here.

-How are we gonna get in? -We need some sort of distraction.

Okay, here's what we're gonna do.

(LAUGHING) Oh, my gosh.

I sure hope there's no hall monitors around here.

Diddly-doo!

Skipping class sure is fun.

-Diddly-dee! -Diddly-dee! (BEA CHUCKLES)

Steady. Steady.

Um... Uh-oh.

Are we in trouble or something?

(SHRIEKS)

Jumbo, I need your help.

Milo, what are you doing here?

A little birdie told me that you have a junior detective's kit in here.

Uh, of course I do.

We may be friends, Milo, but you're a fugitive

and I'm honor-bound to turn you in.

Wait! Jus-- Just test this sample for me. Please?

Gasp! Albert's signature lightning bolt shape.

If Albert helped you, then your cause must be just.

-(GIGGLING) This should do the trick. -Come on, who did it?

-Well? -I don't know.

I kind of thought the name would float up in a puff of smoke or something.

(CHUCKLES) Guess I should read these directions.

Jumbo, if you don't hurry I'm gonna be a fugitive

forever.

So be it.

I'm just gonna have to go into hiding.

What do you got to stick this on with?

Here, you can use my glue stick.

Oh, it's not here.

I must have left it in Baldwin's classroom.

(GASPS) The glue! It was me!

Milo, we're pretty sure you're in there.

Pretty darn sure. Kind of.

(YELLS)

Come back!

(GASPS) Milo, what's going on?

Quick, we gotta catch Jumbo.

He's the one that glued Baldwin to his chair.

-What? -(CLAMANTHA YELLS)

Hmm! If only I wasn't on the job.

Save those lips for later, dream hottie.

Dumpy, please stop staring at me.

(SCREAMING)

-MILO: Jumbo! -CLAMANTHA: Charge!

(PANTING)

(PANTING)

(ALL CLAMORING)

-Where'd he go? -There!

Jumbo, come down and tell them the truth.

End of the line, punk.

-(ROARING) -(YELLING)

I can prove I'm innocent.

Too late. Oh, Mr. Detention!

(ROARING)

No! Jumbo, you have to confess.

(WHIMPERS)

-Please, Jumbo. -I'm... I'm too ashamed.

I don't want to go to detention.

Uh... Okay, fine. I surrender.

-Huh? -I have realized now that I am stuck

between a rock and a waterfall.

What the heck are you talking about, Officer Jumbo?

I...

(SOBBING) I have disgraced the orange sash.

This morning, I was gluing up posters of my lost sandwich

when suddenly I became mesmerized

by how much glue was in my glue stick.

Wow. (GIGGLES)

I thought nothing of it at the time, but now I see,

'twas me who glued Baldwin's buttocks to his seat.

(GASPS)

(SPITS)

All right, call off the clambake.

I heard the whole sad saga.

Milo, it seems I owe you an apology.

Yes! (LAUGHS)

That's what I'm talking about.

(SIGHS) I'm ready to be taken to detention, Mr. Baldwin.

Actually, Jumbo, you're excused of all charges.

Huzzah!

-Because I ate your sandwich. -Oh, man.

Yeah, maybe a little more mayo next time, okay, pal?

-It was a little dry. -Hey, Mr. Baldwin.

What do you say we shake fins and call it a night?

Why, Milo, that's a very mat-- (SPUTTERS)

(LAUGHS)

And that, my friend, is how you pull a Milo prank.

Electric eel, baby.

And now, I will happily serve my time.

See y'all in an hour.

Blech! We shouldn't be forced to look at Albert Glass's brain.

He should wear an extra-long stocking cap

and cover that thing. Disgusting.

Oh, I don't know. My brain's beautiful.

-Baloney. -Okay, I'll prove it.

(GASPS) I stand corrected.

It's the most beautiful thing I've ever seen.

Wanna see mine?

Um... Here, I got you this extra-long stocking cap.