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"The party was a merry one.

"Ichabod Crane was at
his best when he danced
with Katrina Van tassel.

"Ichabod ate heartily,

"then he went out on
the porch with the men

and exchanged sleepy
hollow ghost stories."

I want to go
with you and Mary.

You're too little.

This is the night
that the ghosts and
goblins are out.

I can run fast.

Not as fast
as ghosts.

Listen.

"Ichabod started home
on the gaunt gunpowder."

That's the name
of his horse.

"Ichabod saw something
huge and white under a tree.

Laura: "He called,
but got no answer.

"Ichabod's hair
stood straight on end.

"The stranger.

"It looked like
a headless horseman,

"but it seemed to hold
its head on the cantle.

Laura: Kept pace with
him fast or slow."

He didn't have
any head?

Not where it should be.
It was in his hands.

Laura: "Ichabod
was so frightened--"

thank you,
darling.

Laura: "When he reached
the bridge, he heard the
horseman close in on him.

"As he turned to look,
the spirit threw its
head at ichabod.

He tried to dodge,
but the head tumbled
him into the dust."

If she doesn't hurry, it
will be time to get back
before we even leave.

I know the story.
She's almost done.

"But ichabod was never seen
in sleepy hollow again."

What happened
to him?

I don't know.
That's the end
of the story.

Good night.

Hey, remember,
you two, I want
you home by 9:30.

We don't have
a watch.

You've got a clock
right in the sky. It's
a full moon tonight.

When it climbs high
enough to peek over
the top of the trees,

it'll be 9:00,
time for you
to start home.

We'll
watch it.

All right.
Got your soap?

Yep.

All right, scoot.
Have a good time.
Watch out for ghosts.

Laura: There
aren't any ghosts.

On Halloween Eve? I
wouldn't be so sure.

- Ha ha! Bye.
- Have a good time.

I never thought I'd
see you encourage
soaping windows.

Well, it's not my
idea, it's Oleson's.

See, the kids
have fun doing it,

and then he doesn't
have to supply
the soap the next day

when he washes
the windows.

Oh!

Carrie: It's too dark.
I'm scared.

I knew it. Those
ghost stories.

What's wrong,
Carrie?

I saw something.

What was it?

I don't know.
It moved.

Where?

Down there,
under my covers.

Caroline: Here?

Yes, ma'am.

Carrie...

Those are your feet.

I'm afraid of feet.

Now, there's nothing
to be afraid of.

Come on.

There is nothing
to be afraid of.

Now go back to sleep.

Ma!

[Barking]

You made us late, so
they already soaped
all the windows.

Well, there's
plenty more.

I'm going to go around
the corner and soap
the other windows.

[Door creaks]

Harriet: I ask
for one little trip,

and you say
we can't afford it,

and then you waste
money with both hands!

Spending our hard-earned
money on her!

You leave her out
of it. She's none
of your business.

She is,
when you spend
our money on her!

I buy what
we need.

Harriet: Oh! Yeah, like
a silly tin sword

you just couldn't
do without.

These swords are
made of the
finest Toledo steel,

and they come
from my family
coat of arms.

Harriet:
They're tin swords,
and a coat of arms

as bogus as
the peddler who
sold them to you.

Nels: Tin, huh?

Harriet:
Yeah.

All right.
I'll show you.

Harriet: Nels, you
put that thing down.

Nels:
Tin, is it?

I'll show you
whether it's tin!

[Metal clangs]

[Crash]

Nels:
Who's there?

Oh, Laura Ingalls!

Oh, I expect you
saw what--what
just happened.

I--kind of.

Well, I didn't
mean to do it,

but people do
lose their tempers.

I had to show her.
I just had to.

Now, you can
understand that,
can't you?

Yes, sir.

Ah, I knew
you would.

Ha ha ha ha!

I must say, it certainly
took her by surprise.

She won't be saying
anything about this
sword from now on.

We're good
friends,
aren't we?

Sure.

You can understand
why I'd like to
keep this a secret--

yours and mine.

Uh-huh.

Not a word
to anyone.

You promise?

Cross my heart,
hope to--

fine!

We can consider
the whole matter
dead and buried.

Good night,
Laura.

[Door closes]

Come on, Mary.
Hurry! Run!

Laura!

You waste money that
I could have used
to visit my mother

on a dressmaker's dummy,

and then
you destroy her!

The dummy
doesn't talk
so much.

What?

I said...
I changed my mind.

I decided to
send you home to
see your mother.

Oh. Well...

Uh...

Thank you, Nels.
I'll go pack.

Mary: Laura! Wait!

Laura!

Laura!

Wait up!

Mary: Laura, please wait.

What got into you,
running like that?

If you'd
seen what I saw,
you'd run, too.

Come on!

No. Tell me
what you saw.

Mr. Oleson.

What's scary
about him?

You see him
every day.

Not with a big,
long sword.

He had a sword?

He cut off
Mrs. Oleson's head!

Laura Ingalls, you
should wash your
mouth out with soap

for telling
a story like that.

But I saw him!

Mr. Oleson
is a nice man.

He wouldn't
hurt a fly.

It's the truth,
honest.

He told me
not to tell.

I'm not going
to listen to
another word.

You're just trying
to scare me the way
you scared Carrie.

But I did see him.

I did!

[Owl hooting]

[Howling]

- Hi, ma, pa.
- You're home early.

Yes, ma'am.

Well, I didn't expect
you for another hour.
What happened?

Laura's fault.
She'll tell you.
Good night.

What happened,
half-pint?

I saw
something, pa.

Charles: Aha! Ghosts.
I told you they walked
around on Halloween.

No, something
worse than that.

I saw somebody
cut somebody's
head off.

Laura!

Come on, half-pint.
You come home with
some tall tales,

but this one's too much
even for Halloween.

But I did see it.

Charles: You've been reading
too many ghost stories.

Pa, you have to listen.

You can expect Carrie
to believe a story
like that,

but you can't
expect us to.

Yeah, your
ma's right.

Fun is fun,
but I want you to
get off to bed now.

Don't you even
want to know whose
head got cut off?

It's going to be yours
if you don't get off
to bed. Now, scoot.

Pa?

Charles:
I told you--to bed.

Well? Did you
tell them?

Yeah, I
told them.

What did
they say?

They don't
believe me, either.

They wouldn't
even listen.

Well, what
do you expect?

That's
the silliest story
I've ever heard.

You'd better
come to bed.

[Howling]

Aah!

All: [Screaming]

[Panting]

[Howling]

[Rooster crows]

There's your
dollar, and I can't
thank you enough.

A dollar will pay
for fancy's oats.

Getting me up at
the crack of dawn!

I still don't know why
I couldn't have waited
to take the stage.

Oh, this will
be much more
comfortable.

Not to mention
cheaper and a
whole lot faster.

Aah!

Mary: If I get
a bad grade on that
spelling test today,

it'll be all
your fault.

Laura: Why?

Mary: Because you kept me
awake all night is why--

rolling around on
the bed and moaning

and flopping the
covers all over.

Well, I
couldn't
help it.

I was having
a nightmare.

Besides, you would,
too, if you'd seen
what I did.

Oh, Laura,
don't start that
dumb story again.

It's not a story!
I saw it.

When we get
into town,

why don't you just
go to the Olesons'
and see for yourself?

See what?

See Mrs. Oleson.

I don't want
to see her.

Why not?

Because she hasn't
got any head.

You'd better stop
talking like that,

or you're going to
get in trouble.

You won't
believe me.

Of course not!

Then I'll just
walk to school with
someone who will.

Where are you going?

Why should I tell you?
You wouldn't believe
me anyway.

Mary was
with you?

Yeah, but
not where she
could see.

She didn't
believe me.

Did you tell
your folks?

I told them
the minute
I got home,

but pa almost
laughed at me,
but not really.

He said I was
imagining things.

I expect
he's right.

You, too?

I thought we were
best friends.

We are,

but Mr. Oleson
with a long sword?

You think I'm lying.

I didn't say that.

Just the same as.

Laura, people
imagine things.

One night in the
barn, I saw a giant
jumping at me.

Scared me
out of my skin,

till my pa showed me
it was just a shadow.

You could have made
a mistake. I did.

We'll go to
Oleson's mercantile,
and I'll prove it.

We'll be late
for school.

You're scared.

I am not.

Then come on.

[Bell rings]

Nels: Be right there!

Well, Laura, Carl,
how are you today?

Laura and Carl:
Hi, Mr. Oleson.

What can I
do for you?

We'd like a
pencil, please.

Well,
all right.

Here we are.

Two for
a penny.

Oh, no, sir.

I'd like the
special kind,

the one that
Mrs. Oleson
gives me.

Oh. Mrs. Oleson?

Nels: Well, I don't know.
These are the only ones
that I know about,

and she went away
this morning.

She'll just be
gone for a few days
to visit her mother.

I'll wait, thank you.

All right.

I told you,
she's not there.

He said she went
to her mother's.

He winked at me.
You saw him.

He could have
had something
in his eye.

If Mrs. Oleson
is going to go
see her mother,

she's got to be
on the stage.

Of course she is!

She can't be.

She hasn't
got a head.

Come on, silly.
I'll show you.

Mrs. Oleson!
Mrs. Oleson!

Mrs. Foster: Hello, Carl.

Hi, Mrs. Foster.

Is there
anything wrong?

No, ma'am.

Have a
good trip.

Thank you.

You know
something?
I'm scared.

Come on.

What are we
going to do?

Well, I told Mary,
and ma and pa,

but they didn't
believe me.

What we need is a
sheriff, but walnut
grove doesn't have one.

Mankato does.

You could write
him a letter.

I don't have a stamp.

Even if I did,
he'd probably just
laugh at me anyway.

Then we just wait.

When Mrs. Oleson
doesn't come home,
then everybody'll know.

Oh, no.

What Mr. Oleson did
was purely wicked.

He's dangerous. He
might even do it again!

You can only cut off
a person's head once.

Not Mrs. Oleson's.

What if Nellie and
Willie start asking
about where their ma is?

Laura: No telling
what he'll do.

I don't want to
talk about it.

We got to talk about it.

If something awful happens
to Nellie and Willie,

it'll be our fault.

We got to warn them.

I'm not the one
who saw them.

I'm not asking you
to say anything,

just be there.

That's what best
friends are for,
isn't it?

Well, isn't it?

I guess so.

[Bell rings]

Come on.

I sure wish I
had a different
best friend.

Laura: Nellie, Willie!

What do
you want?

Got something
secret to
tell you.

All right,
but hurry.

Well, what's
the big secret?

I don't know
how to tell you
this, Nellie.

Use your mouth.

Ha ha!
That's a
good one.

Your father cut off
your mother's head.

- He what?
- Ha ha!

He cut off your
mother's head.

Your big secret was
to tell me some dumb
story like that?

But it's true!

Come on,
Willie.

Tell my mother that
when she comes back
from grandma's.

She wasn't
on the stage!

Mmm!

Oh! Oh!

Oh, dear.

Oh, her
favorite apron.

Willie: Get
out of my way!

Nellie: Don't push!

Don't take
them all!

I can take as
many as I want!

Out! Out! Out!

I told you
to keep out
of the candy.

Ma said
I could.

Well, your
ma is gone.

And you, young lady,
you get upstairs and
do your homework.

I did it...
At school.

Me too.

Good, then the two
of you can set the
table for supper.

Now!

Willie!

We got to set
the table.

That's girls' work.

Pa said both of us,
and you'll help,
or I'll call him.

All right,
I'll help.

Willie...

Look.

What is it?

Blood.

Laura did say ma
wasn't on the stage.

And pa said
she was gone.

Pa wouldn't
do a thing--

[door bangs]

Well, don't just
stand there. Move!

What's the matter
with you two?

Why aren't
you eating?

This is very
good beef,

even if I do
say so myself.

Just not
hungry.

Well, you'd
better eat it

if you know what's
good for you.

Yes, sir.

Worked very hard
on this supper.

Mmm! As a matter
of fact, I had a
little accident.

Spilled sauce all
over your mother's
best apron.

Remind me to rinse
it out later.

Sauce.

Boy, am I glad!

What?

He means he was glad
you spilled sauce on it.

Oh.

Pa, I'll tell you
something if you
promise not to laugh.

I'll try not to.

Well, Laura Ingalls--
silly Laura--

she said that you
cut off ma's head.

I was telling him!

Why can't
I tell him?

Shh! Shh!

Laura Ingalls
said that?

Land sakes.
She did see
something.

That mannequin
was sitting in the
chair by the window,

and I had my sword,
and I, um...

Well, the mannequin
lost its head.

Nels: It's very
embarrassing,

but accidents always are.

I had no idea that she--

well, I'll have to
explain it to her.

I'll do it
for you, pa.

Well, thank you, Nellie.
That's very nice of you.

Well, since I
fixed the supper,

I think that you two
can do the dishes.

Oh, I'll soak out
ma's apron, too.

Well, thank you, Nellie.

I'll be out
in the store.

Remember this?

Remember how
scared you were
when you saw this?

You thought pa
had done something
terrible.

You were
scared, too.

I was, and
I knew better.

Just think how we
could use this to
scare Laura and Carl.

I don't want to.

Do what I tell
you, and I'll
do your homework

and wash the
dishes for you.

Give me your
roast beef, and
it's a deal.

It sure is quiet.

It sure is.

Carrie asleep,

pa out in the barn
mending the harness,

Mary in the loft
doing homework.

On her night to
do the dishes.

We swapped.

So we could talk?

How'd you know?

Well...

We had your favorite
meat pie for supper

and you only
picked at it.

We had custard
for dessert,

and you didn't
want any.

Something's
troubling you.

What is it?
Do you want to
tell me about it?

I did last night.

I saw it, ma.

I saw Mr. Oleson...
Through the window.

Laura, Halloween is
a time for tricks,

and scaring people.

Mr. Oleson probably
saw you coming

and played a scary
trick on you.

It wasn't a trick.

I saw Mr. Oleson.

Caroline: Laura,

you can't honestly
believe that Mr. Oleson

would deliberately
hurt anyone,

especially with a sword.

Caroline: Isn't
that a silly idea?

I guess so.

Good night, ma.

Sweet dreams.

Good night.

Good night.

[Howling]

[Creepy organ music playing]

Aah!

Aah!

[Panting]

Laura Ingalls,
what's wrong
with you?

I don't know.

It was--
it was awful.

A nightmare
again?

Yeah.

An awful one.

Well, go to
sleep and try
not to dream.

I can't.

Why not?

I have to go to
the outhouse.

Go ahead, and try not
to pounce on the bed
when you get back.

[Howling]

Mary: Laura!

Sorry.

I thought you
had to go to
the outhouse.

I changed my mind.

Then go
to sleep.

[Howling]

[Rooster crows]

Here, you see?

The latest thing.

Oh!

You can move
her arms...

Into any position
you want.

That's very good.

Yeah, the same
with the head--
legs, too.

Thaddeus: This one will
do everything but talk.

How much?

$9.25.

But a lot of work
goes into one of
these beauties.

That's mighty high.

Yeah, well, I could
give you something on
the other one I sold you,

so long as it's still
in good condition.

No, no, uh...
I think I might--

I'll probably need
both of those.

I'll take it for $9.25.

Good enough.

Yeah, I'll throw in one
of these heavy cloth bags.

I usually get
50 cents for them.

Well, thank
you, Thaddeus.

Yeah, now, keep her
in here when she's
not in the window--

save her from
getting chipped.

Nels:
I'll do that.

There's $9.25.

Thank you.

My, she--
she really is
a--a beauty.

Yeah.

See you in a month.

Right, Thaddeus.
Good day.

Thank you.

[Whispering]
Is he there?

[Whispering]
He's there.
Go on.

Dadburn it!

I'm glad I didn't
pay for this bag.

It's not big enough.

The legs--
the legs
are too long.

Nels: Well, I'll just put
the legs in something else

and keep the rest
of her in here.

[Thud]

Whoa! She's a heavy one!

[Crash]

Nels: Who's there?

Why don't we
just pretend it
never happened?

I can't.

Grownups are
supposed to
know everything.

They keep telling
you you didn't
see anything.

What's wrong
with pretending
they're right?

They're not.

Willie: Psst!

Come here.
Come on.

What do you want?

Shh! Not
so loud.

I don't
want Nellie
to hear.

Hear what?

Get down.

I think you're
right about pa.

You laughed at us when
we told you yesterday.

What changed your mind?

Something I found,

something I'm
going to show you,

Willie: But first
I got to tell you what
I heard last night--

digging noises,
almost all last night.

Digging noises?

Where?

From the cellar.

I didn't know
you had a cellar.

Sure we got a cellar.

Willie: Under the
storeroom, where pa keeps
all his apples and pears.

That's where
he was digging.

Couldn't we talk
someplace else?

Sure.
I'll show you
what I found.

My ma's apron.

Blood.

What did Nellie
have to say
about that?

I didn't tell her,
and I'm not going to.

She's your sister.

I told her about
the digging noises,

but she said shut up
or she'd tell pa.

Willie: And I don't know
what I'd do if she told pa.

Tell somebody else.

No, we tried that,
and it didn't work.

What do you
want us to do?

I tried to go down to
the cellar this morning,
but I was too a-scared.

Me too.

If you two would come
down to the cellar with me,

maybe we could find out
what pa was doing.

We'd like
to help you,

but with your
pa and Nellie
being right there,

it wouldn't be
such a good idea.

Sure wouldn't.

And the school
bell's going to
ring any minute.

Willie: But pa's going
to close the store early,

and he's going to
go to Springfield,

and Nellie's going to
be upstairs studying.

We'll think
about it.

We discussed the rights
and the privileges
of being a citizen.

Now what are
the obligations of
being a good citizen?

Mary.

He pays taxes.

That's right.

Nellie.

He runs
for office?

He may, but it's
not an obligation.

Yes, Sarah.

He obeys
the laws?

That's right.

Willie?

If a good citizen
knows about a crime,
he has to tell.

Miss Beadle:
That's right.

If a citizen is
absolutely sure a crime
has been committed,

then he has an
obligation to report it
to the proper authorities.

Miss Beadle:
Any questions?

All right,
we'll go on
with our spelling.

[Howling]

Shh, Jack. Shh!

Stay.

[Howling]

[Owl hoots]

[Animal whimpering]

[Twig snaps]
[Animal whimpers]

Carl?

Boy, am I glad
to see you.

I didn't know
if you'd be here.

I told you
I would.

This cemetery
ain't like this
in the daytime.

I noticed.

Scary, huh?

Laura: Well, at least
we've got the moonlight

until Willie
puts the candle in
the store window.

Yeah.

[Owl hooting]

[Animal whimpering]

No candle yet?

I can't see any.

He'd better
hurry up.

If my pa wakes up
when I get home,
I'll get blistered.

We got
a citizen's duty.

I'll still
get blistered.

Me too.

I'm starving.

Willie should
have sneaked
us some apples.

He couldn't.
The apples are
in the cellar.

Where his pa's
been digging.

Yeah.

[Owl hooting]

[Bell rings]

There it is.

Nellie: Willie!

I'm coming!

Do you know
what to say?

You told me
a hundred times.

Well,
don't forget.

Now, get back
in the store.

They'll be here
any minute.

Hurry up!

You got to get out
of the way before
I close the door.

[Knocking softly on door]

He ain't there.

He is.
He put the candle
in the window.

I was
never much for
cellars, anyway.

I think I'll go.

Come in,
but be quiet.

[Whispering]
Come on.

Laura: Hurry.

Take a candle.
We'll each
have one.

Better that way.

Can't we just
lift it a little
and take a peek?

I don't think so.

It's a big
old cellar.

Willie: Lots of boxes
and stuff down there.

You sure
we ought
to do this?

What's the matter?
You scared?

Yeah.

I'm not, not
with 3 of us.

Let's get it
over with.

Well...guess I'd
better go first.

No. It's your cellar.
You go first.

Now you got me
scared again.

Let's all
stay close.

[Metal clangs]

There.

There's
the shovel.

No sign
of digging
anywhere.

Maybe behind
those boxes.

Yeah...
Where he'd
do it.

Couldn't see
it right away.

Guess
we'd better
go look.

Don't push.
I'm going.

Nellie: Ooh!

What was that?

I didn't
hear nothing.

I did.

Some kind of
mouse, maybe.

Sounded more like
somebody dying.

I don't
hear it now.

Got to look back
in them boxes.

You want to go first?
Go ahead.

We'll all go.

Nellie: Ooh!

Ooh!

Ooh!

Laura: Hurry up!
Come on!

Laura:
Wait for Willie!

Carl: The ghost
already got him!

Come on! Start
piling stuff on!

Come on,
hurry!

[Jiggling doorknob]

In there, quick,
before it gets us!

Children?

Children, is that you?

[Crash]

[Rattle]

[Clang]

Children,

don't hide
from mother.

Aah!

Is it still there?

Yeah.

I wish
I was at home.

So do I.

I'm scared.

It might help
if you'd hold
my hand.

Why
don't you?

Why don't I what?

Hold my hand.

I am.

Oh!

[Thud]

Mrs. Oleson.

Harriet.

Harriet!

What--get me
some water,
quick, please.

What happened,
Harriet?

Oh, my--

what are you
doing here?

Willie told us you--

he asked us
to help him.

Oh.

Thank you.

[Softly]
Willie told them?

What was all that noise?

Well, we thought that
this was Mrs. Oleson.

Nels: Nellie didn't tell you
that it was a dressmaker's
mannequin that lost its head?

It's in there
on the shelf.

Nellie didn't
tell us anything.

But Willie talked to you.

Where is he?

In the cellar.

Nels: I'd appreciate
it if you'd tell him

I'd like to see him
up here right now.

Yes, sir.

Harriet: Ohh!

Oh, my...
Harriet.

A trick.

One of Nellie's
old tricks.

And a dirty
one, too.

Wait a minute.
I got an idea.

Yeah!

[Whispering
indistinctly]

[Both giggling]

Aah!

[Both giggling]

Did you hear
her scream?

Louder than
the whistle on
Hanson's mill.

[Both giggling]

[Horse whinnies]

[Evil laughter]

[Evil laughter]

[Horse whinnies]

[Evil laughter]