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- Come on, guys! - I'm coming! I'm coming!

- This is scary. - Don't be such a baby.

I heard it's abandoned.

I heard it's haunted.

I heard it was haunted,

but all the ghosts got murdered.

Only one way to find out.

- Quiet. - Shh.

Yeah, tripped a circuit again.

For the last time, the house is not abandoned!

It's just in a state of disrepair.

- Tell your friends! - Hurry up! They're gonna kill us!

Perhaps some home repairs are in order, Jimmy.

Yeah. You got to jiggle it.

I... I'll do it.

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Line?

"You don't have one."

You don't have one!

Cut!

Guys, I know it's late, but focus.

Paul, it's only scary if you're there

the instant she turns around.

JJ's cold.

"Do we have a J-A... Jacket?"

I do!

See? That's how a murderer sneaks up on someone, Paul.

"What are you doing here?"

Didn't know where you were.

I've been having to piece it together

from Aaron's post about the shoot.

You saw that post? Why... Why didn't you like it?

Because I don't like it.

I would like anything you posted.

Thank you, Paul.

"We discussed this. I'm 18.

I can do what I want."

And you are.

You've been up all night.

Great. But I need to know where you are

because what if something happens?

"I want something to happen so I can fix it.

If you can't handle that,

you need to figure it out."

Fine.

You're a boring follow, Aaron.

"Moms, right?"

No, no, my mom is nothing like that.

Mine either.

"Celery?"

No... injustice!

The student council bought a ton of king-sized candy bars

for the Halloween dance,

but the fat cats at the administration

confiscated it and replaced it with this crunchy water

that's only good for losers and turtles.

Ooh, celery? Hells yeah.

No teacher should have that much power,

so I'm taking back our candy tonight.

What do you say?

"I'm skipping the dance."

What...

No, JJ, come back. I-I need you.

Planning a heist? I could help.

You on a heist?

You'd crack under the pressure like a Ray under pressure.

Is this what it's gonna be like once JJ goes to college?

I mean, I know you and JJ are the cool ones,

but I thought once he left, I'd be your next call.

Oh, Ray.

I don't even have your number.

"Thanks for meeting with me, Lee.

There aren't a lot of people

I can talk to about this stuff."

Hey, if you can't trust a guy

who tased your mom in a parking lot

two years ago, who can you?

Wait. This is the guy who tased Maya?

It is an honor.

So... your mom thinks that just because you have CP

she doesn't have to treat you like the man you are?

Yeah, my mom used to get nervous

because I have bad hand-eye coordination

and I'm forgetful.

Sir, you forgot your shoe.

Thanks!

Can I, uh, buy you a milkshake?

I get free milkshakes.

Wow!

Can I have one?

Sure.

This guy's got it all figured out.

Okay, JJ, if she won't give you distance, take it.

I'm going to a crazy Halloween party tonight.

Lots of ladies. You should come.

"Just us?"

It's gonna be great. Can't miss.

Kobe!

"I'm going to a crazy Halloween party

with the guy who tased you"?

Oh, great. Have a good time.

- What are you doing? - Checking for the concussion.

Oh! You told me to figure out my feelings

around you going out on your own.

I figured them out. Go. Have a nice Halloween.

Make friends with a ghost. Do a body swap. Whatever, dude.

So your son is going to a random party

with a guy you barely know on Halloween,

- and you're not worried? - Why would I worry?

Look. I put a tracker in his seat cushion.

Mm... isn't this an invasion of privacy?

- No. It's an insertion of momacy. - Gross.

He wants his independence, which is great,

but I still need to know where he is at all times.

- He's an adult. - Jimmy, I've been following him around

with a net his entire life.

Just 'cause he's 18, it doesn't change that.

But when does this end? You can't track him forever.

Morally or logistically?

Oh, quick. He's coming.

Act like you're not watching him on a tracking app.

How's it going?

I need to get the school's air-duct plans,

but the secretaries all know I'm up to no good.

I have a past.

Mm.

No, Ray, you...

Okay, ladies, where is it?

The time machine you're using to stay so young?

They just gave it to you?

Maybe you could be useful.

Secretaries love me.

The only thing I don't arouse in them is suspicion.

You're in.

But I did not like that.

Hey. Check it out.

Maya wanted me to fix up the house.

Come look what I did.

It's a bit extreme.

She will be missed.

No, I'm making a haunted house.

Maya wants this place fixed up

because she thinks it's an embarrassment.

What, like I'm gonna make this place

like every other cookie-cutter house on the block

with a white picket fence

and windows all made out of glass?

This dump is terrific.

And I'm gonna prove it by making it worse...

Cobwebs, some fake blood.

We're gonna be the toast of the neighborhood.

Hmm. I do like the idea of a good haunted house.

Jimmy DiMeo, I like the cut of your jib.

Really? Everybody hates the cut of my jib.

- You wanna help? - Does a skeleton have 206 bones?

- I dunno. - Neither do I.

Whatever! You're hired! Yeah!

You never asked me about my costume.

Get it? 'Cause we're up to devilish deeds?

I 100% regret this.

Okay, well, have fun, you two!

JJ's here.

Ah.

- Hey, Mrs. DiMeo. - Looking good, Maya.

No time for misplaced hormones, Paul.

What are you doing in JJ's chair?

He let me borrow it for my JJ costume.

He needed a lighter one for some rave he's at

in the woods.

I can't believe he's there

and we're at a high-school dance.

I'm, uh, 18, you know.

My son is crowd-surfing at a wooded rave

and I can't even track him?

This is a Halloween nightmare!

Oh. Thank you! Celery?

So, first time at a rave in the woods.

Nervous?

Don't be. I'm by your side

to walk you through the whole thing.

Lee, come meet my girlfriends!

You got this, JJ! Good luck!

He's dodging my call.

Speaking of calls,

I don't believe I got your number.

Paul, you're only in the van

'cause you know where the rave is.

The little lies we tell ourselves.

Right. We're here.

Okay. In and out. I'm just gonna make sure he's okay,

then we'll leave, and he'll never even know

- that we were there. - No?

Something tells me when you walk into a tent,

all eyes are on you.

That is true, Paul.

What size Iron Man are you?

Step right up, kids,

into the world-famous DiMeo haunted house.

It's okay. It's all pretend.

I'm here with you. Not to worry.

He can't help you now!

Right. Couple questions...

No. I've got the question.

Kenneth Ezekiel Clements doesn't do fun haunted houses.

He does poop-your-pants-scary ones.

That's right. I chose this moment

to reveal my middle name for emphasis.

And what are you giving me? Hmm?

Not scary.

Not scary.

Definitely not scary!

A sand-witch!

Oh, for some reason it stopped doing setup lines.

"What do you call a witch in the desert?

A sand-witch!"

Jimmy, do you want to scare the hell out of your neighbors?

No. Why do you want that?

For him.

Jenkins.

The sweet old man who lives across the street

and gives away birdhouses?

He's always yelling at me.

"Oh! Move your car!

You can't park there!

I'm old, and I suck!"

We're doing this so I don't have to fix up my house,

not to scare one... I gotta say,

pretty nice-seeming... Old man.

We? No.

This is my haunted house now, Jimmy.

Welcome to hell.

Excuse me. Have you seen an adorable boy in a wheelchair?

Boy in a wheelchair? Anyone?

What? No one wants to help Iron Man?

Oh!

Don't drink and drive.

What's this? Who are you?

You supported that girl expertly.

Nice, guarded, intense energy.

Sensible, ugly shoes.

Clearly not here to have fun.

Are you a special-needs mom?

I'm Maya.

I'm Helen. I'm here looking for my son, Lee.

So far I've found his shoes and his Taser.

- I know that Taser. - Oh.

- Your son brought my son to this rave. - Ah.

So you followed your adult son here, too?

Of course. I've been chasing him

with a net his whole life.

Do you think I'm gonna stop just because he's 32?

Exactly! We are doing nothing wrong...

Oh, masks on! Aah!

- Whoo-hoo! - Party!

- Close one. - Here comes my knucklehead.

Oh, no! Surf me toward my chair!

- Well, we saw them. - Yeah.

It's not like we actually have to talk to them.

I'll take yours if you take mine?

That is the weirdest phrase to ever make me this happy.

Okay, the candy is in Mr. Powers' office,

and this vent will get me there.

You keep watch... If anyone comes, stall them.

Tease 'em and please 'em. Can do.

What are you doing here?

Hey, Coach.

Just, uh, looking for the time machine...

you use to look so young.

I just use sunscreen every day.

Thanks for noticing. Take care.

Hello!

A lady Iron Man? Are you hot?

- Very. - Nice!

Are you alone?

Nah, I brought a buddy.

He's the guy over there dancing with... Whoa!

Another Iron Man?

Wow, this party is great!

So, your friend over there... does he seem cold?

Does his wheelchair battery seem low?

Wow. You are a great conversationalist.

He's a good kid.

His mom did him a solid and let him come.

He's all proud. It's big stuff for him.

He said that? What a sweet boy.

Oh, I see what's going on here...

I'll introduce you.

Ooh, no, I was just on my way out actually, just...

Hey, JJ, let's trade Iron Man ladies!

Oh, we're ready.

Well, Kenneth, look who's here.

Jenkins.

Kenneth. I am so excited

to see what you boys have made here.

Nothing to upset my pacemaker, I hope.

Pacemaker, huh?

Jimmy said that you wanted to invite me personally.

Is this my thank you for saving you

from all those tickets?

Tickets?

You always try and park your car

on the street during street-cleaning days.

I've probably saved you a dozen tickets.

Also, I-I-I brought you these daisies.

Haven't got many people to bring flowers to

since my wife passed.

Um...

Oh, anyway, uh, is the haunted house this way?

Oh, no. Just a minute, Mr. Jenkins.

- Jimmy. - Yeah.

Less scary. Can't kill Jenkins.

Nicest man in the world.

Jimmy?

Your power went out!

Jimmy?

That vent is creepy.

Not looking forward to going back through there.

We'll just use the door.

Oh, so it's your plan now?

Look.

I can't believe it.

We did it.

I won't rule you out in the future.

As a brother and friend, you have potential.

That's what I'm always saying!

Hey. What were you two just doing in there?

Run!

Come on, Powers!

Without the hat, you're just a guy in a great dress.

So, uh, you can't talk.

And for some reason, these two won't talk.

More words for me, I guess!

Oh, no!

My mom followed me here!

That's definitely her bag.

Just when things were heating up

with these two silent Iron Men!

All right. New plan.

We're taking this party into the woods.

Come on, ladies!

Okay. Well, they seem okay.

You know, we should probably get out of here

- before they catch us. - Are you crazy?

We've got to follow them.

Masks on, let's get 'em.

Yeah, no, but you see,

it's phrases like "Masks on, let's get 'em"

that makes me think we're not in the right here.

I've been doing this a lot longer than you, missy.

And the longer we wait, the worse a mess they get into.

No, no. I don't want this.

This is an important night for my son.

If something happens,

JJ's gonna find his way out of it.

Trust me. They're okay.

Well, we are gonna have a great story

to tell our Iron Men once we get out of this ditch.

Get out of my way, Maya.

The more we chase them,

the farther away they'll run, Helen.

They can't run anywhere! That is the point!

Which is why they need me.

Hey, get me up. I want to crowd-surf.

Come on! Get this lady up! She wants to crowd-surf!

Hey! Hey! Wait! Wait! Crowd-surf me after her!

Ignore that old lady!

I know you're out there.

Come out with my candy and no one gets suspended.

What do you say? It's just candy.

It's not just candy.

It's about abuses of power

and fairness and student representation.

Wait, are you fighting for a cause?

Wow. You're really growing up.

Duh-doy, dumb-dumb.

Okay, I've got this. You trust me?

I think I do.

No, no, no! Not the maze!

Don't let him get away!

Into the maze!

Fly, my chaperones! Fly!

Or walk!

Okay.

You built this haunted house.

You know every scary thing in here.

Oh! Gah!

Hell of a first thing to turn on, Jimmy!

Oh! Oh! Turn on the lights!

Turn on the lights, Jimmy!

It moved by itself! Aah!

Send in another chaperone!

Helen! Stop that Iron Man!

Dude, I love this!

Are those real bats?! Aah!

Helen, we've got to let them go!

Every chaperone we've got!

Aah! Spooky candles!

No! Jumping is not dancing!

A sand-witch!

Kenneth.

Oh. Pretty good scares.

Helen. Where are you?

Come back.

Oh, gosh. Sorry.

Paul? What the hell?

Okay, candy thief, we have you surrounded.

You have 10 seconds to come out

before this goes on your permanent record.

10, 9...

I give up.

Nine?! Who gives up on nine?!

Jimmy, uh, sorry I wrecked your haunted house

after mistakenly believing an old man was being mean to me.

Ah. It's not your fault.

Place is a deathtrap even without ghosts.

I should have just fixed it up.

Leave it how it is. You don't care.

That's the crazy thing... I do.

Now that it's ours?

I've never owned anything that could be nice.

I mean, I care about stuff that matters...

My family, providing for them.

I don't care about stuff.

Jimmy. It's okay to care.

It doesn't mean you don't get what really matters.

So, you wouldn't judge me

if my house wasn't a pile of garbage?

Nah. I'll even help.

Let's start by fixing the lights and get to work.

Yeah.

Try the "lights witch"!

That was you, right?

Breakingnd entering.

Cabinet emptying.

Not to mention the stolen candy.

You stole it. From the students.

Well, if you don't like it,

maybe you should run for student council.

Maybe I will.

Not with this on your permanent record, you won't.

It's not on her record. Dylan had nothing to do with it.

I planned this whole heist myself.

So, if it's going on anyone's permanent record...

- it's mine. - Enough.

This hat's so itchy.

Just don't do it again.

Oh, JJ, no.

- JJ! Oh, yes, I made it! - What?

Hi, uh, I'm Aaron.

- Cool. Where you from, Aaron? - Uh...

How about you get me out of this ditch?!

Yeah.

Okay.

Engage.

I'm coming for you, JJ. Okay.

Oh, he figured it out.

Thanks, man.

So, who's ready for the after-rave?

It's across a river, deeper in the woods,

and I'm pretty sure it's real.

I'm game.

JJ, you in?

"No. You guys go. My battery is low."

You need any help getting home?

"No. I've got someone I can call."

I'm the someone!

You did good today, Ray,

even though you lost the candy.

Thanks for taking the hit. Partner.

Enes, you are a constant treasure.

Who's Enes?

Oh. My secretary accomplice.

We, uh...

swapped bags in the maze.

We got the candy? That... That's amazing.

But... But wait, if this bag has the candy,

what does Mr. Powers have?

Celery!

"Thanks for getting here so fast."

Yeah, well, I mean, there was no traffic.

Well, you know, I mean, it's Halloween, so...

no one goes out... today.

I'm really glad you called.

"I needed you this time.

But I don't always need you."

I know.

So, did you have a fun night?

"Yeah. We met some girls. I think they were hot."

I am sure that they were.

What's this?

We fixed the wiring in the fuse box.

No more power outages.

I am a good homeowner.

- Oh, yes, you are. - You did good, Jimmy.

Who cares if you're not the cool neighborhood

Halloween house?

I know of a way we could be

Halloween house.

King-size candy bars!

- Trick or treat! - Run it up! Run it up!

- Yeah. Yeah, I thought so. - Yeah, yeah.

- Oh, yeah. - Ooh, don't run. The yard is full of nails.

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