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Doesn't look
like anyone's home.

- You mustn't give up so easily, Albert.

We've come all this way. Let's just see.

Hello?

Hello?

Anybody home?

- You know, I don't think
anyone's living here.

- I'm so sorry. I didn't
mean to frighten you.

- Oh, well, we didn't
think anyone was home.

- Oh.

- Have you been saved?

- Who, me?

- We're here spreading the good word.

- Do you realize that the end
of the world is drawing near?

- As a matter of fact, I do.

I was just about to have a slice of cake!

Would you two like to join me?

- Huh. Well, how kind.

Yes, thank you.

- This is a big house you have here.

Must need a lot of upkeep.

- Not really.

Ooh, yum.

Well, I hope you're hungry.

- I think..

- We'll skip the cake.

- Oh, don't be silly.

It's devil's food!

Mm.

She's so beautiful.

Oh, turn around.

Please turn around.

Yes. Bingo!

- Hey, come on, Kurt.
- I paid for half of those.

Come on, you hog them
every night. It's my turn.

- Sorry. I'm sorry.
- I was just bedazzled.

Jesus, Perry, you just now
getting out of the bathroom?

What the hell you been
doing there this whole time?

Spanking your monkey again?

Gee, how time flies.

- You're the one with the binoculars.

Damn it, Kurt,

they're turning out the lights already.

- You can go first tomorrow night.

Tomorrow night's the dance.

- So?

They'll still have to take their
clothes off when it's over.

- Bibi.

Yes.

- The day after the party,

the county sheriff went
in with his deputies.

They found the kids, or
rather, what was left of them.

Their bodies were chopped,
grated, sliced, and diced.

Totally toasted. I'm talking ground round.

- Terri!

- Their relatives could
barely identify them.

But they did.

Every one of them.

Every one except Angela.

- Angela?

- The girl who threw the party.

They searched the property over and over,

high and low, but never found her body.

- They say it's because
she descended into hell,

body and soul,

and now she's Satan's favorite,

sitting on his lap.

- She's probably sitting
on his big spike right now.

Gross!

- There's some things that
you shouldn't joke about.

- Go to bed, Mouse.

- My name's Melissa.

- All right, Melissa.

Go to bed.

Before I cut your tail off.

So this place, Hull
House, it still exists?

- Oh, yeah. Right at the
end of Old Hull Road.

Every so often, some kids
venture out there on a dare.

Some of them come back

insisting that Angela
is still in the house

searching for her missing party guests.

Some claim to have actually
heard the swooshing

of her long black wedding dress

as it sweeps against the mildewed walls.

Others claim to have actually seen her,

now a demon floating through
the long dark hallways,

and some never come back at all.

- Oh, right.

- Are you scared?

- You wish.

- Lights out.

Mouse.

Mouse, wake up.

- Angela?

Am I dreaming?

- No, you're not dreaming, silly.

I'm right here, see?

Smile, sis!

Mouse!

- Come on.

Terri.

- En garde.

Coupe. Coule.

Fierce.

Touche.

Who is it?

It's Father Bob, Sister.

Come in.

- Good morning, Sister Gloria.

- Oh, good morning.

- I hope I'm not disturbing you.

- Oh, no, no, no, no. Come in.

Uh, what can I do for you, Father?

- Well, um, the reason I stopped by is

I wanted to talk to you about
the school dance tonight.

- School dance?

- Yes, I thought it would
be a great opportunity

for the kids to, well,
cut loose for a change.

- Cut loose?

- Yes, you know.

Burn up some of that youthful exuberance

by having the kids get more
involved in running the dance

and take some responsibility
for creating their own fun.

What do you think?

- Well, Father, these
children are troubled

and the, uh, parents send
them here for discipline.

- No, Sister.

No, Sister, their parents send them here

in order for us to help them adjust

in growing up with the
pressures of today's world.

What they need to learn is responsibility,

not discipline.

- But I've been running
the Halloween dance

for 15 years now.

- Precisely!

Now, all I'm asking is
for a little fresh input

from the kids.

- Input? Father Edward would never have-

- Father Edward is in Somalia, Sister.

Now, if you'd like,

I'm sure I could arrange
a transfer to his clinic.

Have you been vaccinated for malaria?

- St. Rita's is my home, Father.

- Well, then, I'm sure
you'll make every effort

to make it a happy one,

for all of us, including the kids.

Look, just work with them, Sister.

Is that too much to ask?

Whatever you say, Father.

- Good.

- Hi, there.

You're Melissa, right?

Yeah.

- Are you going to the dance?

- Dance?

- Yeah, you know, the big Halloween dance.

Maybe I'll see you there.

- I can't believe Mouse
is Angela's sister.

- Yeah, well, after she wakes up

with a few more of those
screaming nightmares,

maybe then you'll believe it.

- Does she do that often?

- Just about every other night.

- What a freak.

- Hey, Mouse is all right.

She's just had it a
little rough, that's all.

- A little rough?
- Yeah.

- So who hasn't?

- Well, listen to this.

About a year ago her parents received

a weird Halloween card.

It was homemade and really creepy,

like, decorated with dead
bugs and dried blood.

It was totally disgusting.

Anyway, it was signed by Angela.

- They really took it hard.

Everyone tried to convince them

that it was just a really bad joke,

but they swore that it was her signature.

- That night, they both committed suicide.

- Suicide?

- That's why she's here.

She's an orphan.

- No shit.

She's a charity case.

- Stop that vicious gossip.

Whatever the truth is about
Melissa and her family,

I want you all to show a
little bit more compassion

for her in the future.

Things are bad enough for
her without your abuse.

- Hey, beautiful.

Tonight's the night.

- I can't wait.

- I had a dream about you.

- You did?

- Mm-hm.

- Save a little room for the Holy Ghost.

- Sorry.

Thanks.

You're such a gentleman.

- And these are things
you will need to know

when you are married.

Now, don't be shy, girls.

I know that this is an
embarrassing subject,

but if one doesn't ask questions,

one never learns, does one?

Yes, Teresa?

- Sister, is it a sin to kiss a boy?

I mean, if you really, really like him?

- A kiss is a sin when
it is an upper persuasion

for a lower invasion.

Yes, Shirley?

- Sister Gloria, is fellatio
a mortal sin or a venial sin?

- Fellatio.

I don't think I'm familiar with that term.

Could you please explain

to the class exactly what that means?

What's the matter, Miss Finnerty?

Cat got your tongue?

- Oh, by the way, boys,

Sister Gloria has called my attention

to the fact that several
imaginative rumors

have been circulating
throughout the school

regarding a certain local landmark.

- Hull House.

- Yes, Kurt, that is correct.

Hull House.

A typical urban folktale.

- Folktales?
- Mm-hm.

- You can't write that stuff
off as folktales, Father.

Why not?

- Well, that stuff really did happen.

It's a matter of record.

- Well, of course, they happened, Johnny,

but things happen everywhere.

- Uh, excuse me, Father?
- But-

- Yes, Perry, what is it?

- Rather than blindly
dismissing the legend

of Hull House completely,

perhaps it would be more constructive

to discuss demonic phenomena

from a religious perspective.

- Perry, this is a catechism class,

not Demonology 101.

- Yeah, but demonology is
part of our catechism, Father.

- Excuse me?

- Well, the church gets its directive

from Jesus Himself, right?

Yes.

- Well, He cast out demonic spirits

no less than 26 times in the Bible.

- Well, yes, but why don't we discuss some

of Jesus' other teachings,
such as love for all mankind?

- Father?
- Yes.

- You mean the kind of love
we get from Sister Gloria?

- Yeah, like the tip of her yardstick.

- All right, boys. That's enough.

- Excuse me, Father.
- Yes?

- I have been researching
demonic possession.

- Well, therein lies your problem, Perry.

You're wasting your time
reading the wrong kind of books.

Stick with this one.

- Go ahead, laugh.

It won't be long before somebody proves

that demonic energies do indeed exist.

And maybe then, Father,
demonology will finally get

the kind of scientific
credibility it deserves.

- Ah, yes, Perry, I'm sure
it will rank right up there

with astrology and trance channeling.

And now my spirit guide says it's time for

Math.

Open 'em up.

Jordan's got the ball!

He's charging down the line!
- He's got it.

He's got it!

It's 10, 9, 8-
- It's going nowhere.

He's got only one shot.

He goes, shoots!

Oh, man.

- Hey, butt head, what are
you looking for, a fat lip?

- I want my book.

- What book?

- Come on, you know what book.

That's a rare text.

It cost me a month's allowance.

- What's the problem here?

- Oh, the old sexorcist here thinks

I stole his precious little ghoulie book.

- Yeah, so?

- So what would I want with a book?

- Good point.

Perry, Kurt doesn't have your book.

He can barely read a clock.

- Thank you.

- Sure.

- You guys think you're so great

just 'cause you're bigger,
tougher, and better-looking

than everybody else.

I'm gonna show you that-

- He said he doesn't have your book.

- I'm gonna prove that demons exist.

- Yeah, well, you're living proof.

Look, why don't you go
haunt a house or something,

let us finish our lunch in peace?

Whoa. Speaking of lunch.

Ooh. Check out those headlights.

That's something that could
really brighten my day.

- That's what I'd call,
uh, double trouble.

It's the kind of trouble

I'd like to get my hands on.

- Oh, yeah?

So do it, dude,

unless you left your balls
in your other Calvins.

- Just pay attention, junior.

You just might learn something.

From you?

- Just watch the bouncing ball.

Looks like I caught something.

Yeah, or something caught you.

- Sorry. Slippery fingers.

Name's Kurt. Ladies call me Kingsnake.

- Oh, really? I heard
they call you Inchworm.

- Yeah.

Can I at least get the ball back?

- Who's stopping you?

I've got your ball.

- Maybe we should throw,
uh, ice water on them.

- Oh!

- Do you really think
that would stop them?

- Nah.

- Shit. Sister.

Hey, Kurt.

Kurt!

- What in the holy name
of glory is going on here?

I asked you a question, young lady.

What is going on?

I see, huh?

Struck dumb by the devil, are we?

I knew from the get-go I was going

to have trouble with you,
Miss Shirley Finnerty.

- Kiss off, you old tyrant. We were just-

- You are lucky, young lady,

that there are laws that prevent me

from giving you the
punishment that you deserve.

In the old days, I would've-

- Would've what?

- Well,

I can see that you need time
to examine your conscience.

Therefore you will remain
in the dormitory tonight.

And that goes for your friends here, too.

- But, Sister, the dance!

Oh, hey, come
on. We didn't do anything.

- We'll just give those
raging teenage hormones

a chance to cool down.

You old witch.

October 31st, 6:25 PM.

I am in the sacristy of St. Rita's chapel

preparing to conduct an
experiment of demon conjuration.

I've chosen the sacristy
for three reasons.

One, it is quiet.

Two, it is the likely
vortex of mystical energy.

Three, it's totally safe.

- This sucks.

I have to set up for a dance
I'm not even invited to.

Isn't this some sort of
child abuse or something?

I'm gonna get a lawyer.

The Church is worth lots of money.

I think we can get rich off this.

- Yeah, right.

Neil Diamond?

This stuff is fossil fuel.

This is Flintstones top 10 countdown.

- Ooh, you're right.

We're lucky we're not going to
old Gory's Jurassic hoe-down.

- You said it.

- Oh, Kurt.

Got a minute?

- Who, me?

- Yeah, Einstein.

Y-O-O. You.

- Yeah, sure.

- Barry Manilow?

- I will be using texts

from the ancient Assyrian Necronomicon

as phonetically translated

by the professor Heinrich Hilmeister.

"Mi-halo shaitan

"ben-el shaitan

“shakraf hu y'ra.

"Mi-halo shaitan

"ben-el shaitan

“shakraf hu y'ra.

"Mi-halo shaitan

"ben-el shaitan

“shakraf hu y'ra.

"Mi-halo shaitan."

Who's there?

Oh! Oh!

- Perry!

- Oh, thank God. Father Bob.

- What are you doing in here

and why do you have on my chasuble?

Don't be mad, Father.

I needed a safe place to
conduct my experiment.

- Experiment?

- Yeah, and it worked.

It worked better than I could've dreamed.

I actually conjured a demon.

- Conjured up a demon? Oh, Perry.

Perry, I have given you
every chance I could,

but this obsession of yours
has gotten totally out of hand.

- You're not listening to me, Father.

- I saw Angela. She's a demon.

The legend of Hull House is true.

- Perry-

- Father, I saw her in the mirror.

Look, she attacked me.

I have scratches all over my wrist.

She almost pulled me
into the mirror with her.

- Silence.

Now, Perry, you have
desecrated the sacristy.

You have defiled my holy vestments.

Not to mention the damage you've done-

- Father, haven't you heard a word I said?

- Yes, and I've heard quite enough.

Now, go to the dormitory.

You're hereby grounded
until I decide otherwise.

No dance tonight.

- Oh, come on, Father-

- Go.

I'll take this.

I'll expect the rest of your collection

in my office tomorrow.

Drop it off before your first class.

- Whoa! Back off, Romeo.

Let's save some for later.

- Later?

Now, listen, Shirley, about this party.

You know, I really don't
think it's a good idea.

I mean, if we get caught off campus,

Old Glory's really gonna rip our head off.

- Listen up, Inchworm,

this is gonna be the party of the century.

- Don't get me wrong. I
don't have a problem with it.

It's, you see, it's Johnny.

- Oh, yeah?

Well, if you can't even get
your best friend to a party...

Jesus, I can't believe I actually
let you touch my breasts.

- I didn't say that I, I
couldn't get him to come.

Here's your invite.

All the cute girls will be there,

including Bibi and Terri.

If you ain't at the pick-up
by 8:00 with Johnny,

forget you ever knew me.

- Oh, God, what was I
thinking when I bought this?

Bibi, you're not helping.

- Who cares?

My world is over.

Well, mine isn't.

- Bibi, hey.

I thought maybe you
would want to wear this

to the dance tonight?

- What are you talking about, Mouse?

You trying to be funny?

- No, I...

- I'm, I'm not going to the dance.

- You're not?

- No, she's not.

You're good friend
Sister Gory grounded her.

- Oh.

I'm sorry.

- No. Hey, I appreciate it.

It's really pretty.

You think so?

Um, I made it in sewing class and...

I don't know, but I could
never wear anything like this.

- Sure you could.

- No.

- Sure you could, Mouse.

After all, it is Halloween.

- Here, I want you to have that.

- All right, look, B. This
is what we're going to do.

All you need to do is go to Father Bob

and explain to him what happened.

He's gonna have to let us go to the dance.

- Fat chance.

I just saw Father Bob in the courtyard

and he looked like he was
ready to kill somebody.

Forget it. Come on, get up.

Better start getting dressed
if you want to look your best.

- Ooh, for what?

A leisurely night in the dorm?

- No, you dipshit, we're going to a party,

and I ain't talking Sister
Gloria's stupid dance, either.

We're talking a real Halloween party.

We're talking the sexiest guys

and the wildest party games ever.

- Yeah, right. And I
suppose that you're gonna-

- Zip it, lame-o.

Now, don't ask me how,

but I pulled some strings,

and I managed to get
you both on the A-list,

so don't wuss out.

- And where's this party?

- Outside the walls of this penitentiary,

and that's all you gotta know

except for the fact that
Johnny will be there.

- Oh.

-Johnny?

- Yeah.

Oh, could you get Mouse to come?

- Mouse?

Why do you want Mouse?

- Why not?

Didn't Sister Gloria say
we should be nice to her?

I don't know, Kurt.

She didn't even say where it is.

- Who cares where it
is? It's a party, man.

And wherever it is, Bibi's gonna be there.

- Bibi?

And anybody who's
anybody is gonna be there.

- Twist my arm.

- You think I'd have to?

Hey, I don't know

if we should be doing this, you guys.

You're right, Mouse.

Why don't you just go back to the dorm?

Terri, please.

Mouse, just relax.

It's a party.

Just stop worrying for one night, okay?

It's gonna be fine.

Um, is it a costume party?

No, Shirley told
us to come as we were.

Hey, if Sister Gloria
finds out we're doing this,

we're gonna get in trouble.

Gloria's not gonna find out.

We'll be back before the dance is over.

- Shh. Car's coming.

- Let's go, gang. We ain't
waiting here all night.

Everybody, this is Rick.

Hey. Come here, sweet tits.

- Kurt.

Say hi to Rick.

- Hey.

- Hey, let's move it, huh?

Jeez, I don't want to be doing time here

for hauling jail bait.

Let's go.

Glad you made it, Mouse.

My name's Melissa.

- So, uh, Rick?

Huh?

What school do you go to?

- I'm, uh, currently enrolled

at the, uh, school of hard knockers.

Yeah, but, you know,

I'm pretty much into
the entire student body,

huh, Shh-V?

So you kids are all troubled, huh?

How 'bout, you, Marcia?
What's your problem?

- Actually, I, um, I killed my parents.

- Oh, yeah? Me, too.

All right.

- Hey, wait a minute! Wait a minute.

I'm a little lost here.

Which, uh, way do we go?

- Right.
- Go left.

Left, left!
- Right!

- All right, all right,
all right, all right.

Wussies.

- Oh, God, no.

No, this is Hull House.

Mouse, I'm sorry.

- Bibi, you tricked me.

- No, Shirley didn't tell me.

- Sorry, babe. The Ritz was booked.

- No. No, take me home.

I can't go here!

- Would somebody shut her up?

- Take me home! I can't go!

- Shut the fuck up! Shut up!

- I can't go!
- Shut up, Mouse.

- No!

- Maybe we should discuss this.

- Yes.

- Nobody knew that it was here.

- Overruled.

- You didn't tell us the
party was at Hull House.

- I didn't say it wasn't, did I?

-Johnny?

- Well, we're here already.

We may as well make the most of it.

You know, something to
tell our grandkids about.

Here, Shh-L.

- Come on, Mouse.

- You brought me here, Bibi.

- Well, I didn't know.

- Hey, come on, Mouse, don't be afraid.

You're with us. Nothing's
gonna happen here tonight.

- You know about my sister, Angela.

Melissa, nobody knows for sure

what happened to your sister.

I mean, maybe she just ran away.

- Hey, look, if she wants
to stay here, fine, let her.

Come on.

Wait a second. He did what?

You should have seen his face.

- Oh, Angela!

Angela!

Come out, come out, wherever you are!

Your party guests are here!

- Shh! Come on!

This place used to be a funeral home.

- So what? Are you afraid
I'll wake the dead?

- This is awesome.

- Leave a little room for the Holy Ghost.

- Oh, God.

Hail Mary, full of grace.
The Lord is with thee.

Blessed are-

Real cute.

- I don't think Angela will mind.

There. Done.

What was that?

Probably just Rick.

- He's a real scream, isn't he?

I'm starving. What is there to eat?

- Well, Bibi's wearing candy pants.

- Oh, yeah?

What flavor?

Um, cherry?

- Mm. Johnny's favorite.

- Oh, come on, guys.

Do you want to take a walk?

- You're not afraid of Hull House?

- You'll protect me, won't you?

- Oh, yeah.

- Hey, wait a second, you guys.

You're not gonna leave
me here alone, are you?

- You're not alone.

- Hey, don't go too far.

I have a big surprise coming up.

- Oh, I can't wait.

- Hey, Shirl, check this out, huh?

Found it in the old morgue.

Hmm?
- Whoa.

Think of all the dead bodies
that slept on this thing.

Oh, yeah.

- Rick, check it out.
- Huh?

- Shit.

What the hell?

Jesus, Rick, this paint sucks.

What do you want from
me? I stole the best I could.

- This party sucks.

- Why don't you go take
a little field trip?

Go do some sight seeing.

- Hey, get out of here, man.

- Rick and I will call when we need ya.

- Sure.

- So, did you bring the little fuzz ball?

- Mm-hm.

- Oh, how cute.

- Yeah, the perfect little victim.

- Mm, for pin the knife on the sacrifice.

Kitty, kitty,
kitty, kitty, kitty.

- What a dump.

Come on, Bibi.

Are you all right in there?

Serious, you had me worried.

Ooh, it's cold out here.

Yeah, well, I know
a place where we can warm up.

You gotta keep your eyes closed.

- Okay.
- All right?

Okay.

Cool, huh?

- Mm-hmm.

Ow! Wanna party?

Absolutely.

- Hey, stop it!

- Shh.

- What?

Come on, stop.

Not here in the hallway.

- You're so beautiful.

- Somebody help me!

Mouse?

- Z-boy! What's up, man?
- Hey, baby.

- Happy Halloween, dude.
- Yeah!

- Yeah, now.
- Hey, doll face.

Scared up another party guest for ya.

Boo!

- Well, you also scared
away our sacrifice, dude.

- Ooh.

- Hey, Shirl, you know what?

Who needs a cat when
we got a little mouse?

Ooh, yeah, mama.

- Yeah, who needs a cat?

Maybe we can find a virgin.

- Mousy little mousy.
- Mousy! Mousy!

- Hey, what was that?

Olly olly oxen free!

It's time for the big surprise!

- Hey, come on. We don't want
to miss the big surprise.

Come on.

- This is so romantic.

- Oh, shit!

What the hell's going on?

- Ah, ah, ah! Hold it right there, hulk.

I don't think you want to be doing that.

No, no, no, you just shut the fuck up

and enjoy the show now, 'kay?

Whoa!

Tonight, we gather
in the name of darkness,

and with this consecrated dagger,

we offer this virgin lamb.

- That's Perry's book.

- Please accept her blood as
payment for the favors we seek.

Accept the purity of her life force.

Feast on her virgin soul.

Please, accept our humble sacrifice.

Amen.

No!

No.

No!

- No!

What do you
think you're doing, man?

- Stop it! Stop!

Stop it!

Listen.

- Johnny, stop.

- Stop?

I'm just getting started.

- No, didn't you hear that scream?

- No.

It was probably just some stupid prank.

No, I don't think so.

- Ooh, ooh, look here,
Hulkster. No pain, no brain.

No cavity.

It don't slice, dice,
chop, or peel, my man.

It's the all new amazing
Knife-O-Matic. Mm-hm.

We like that, baby.

- What's going on?

Dude, why didn't you guys tell me

it was a fake knife?

Jesus, what are
you? The joke inspector?

You ruined the prank, ass wipe.

- Oh, mama.

Look, Rick, we got us a
little miss prom queen here.

- Yeah, back off, pal.

- Oh, a tough guy, huh?

Tell me something, toughie,
is she as good as she looks?

- You'll never know.

You're breaking my heart.

You're breaking it in two.

Just let me have a little
something, boy. Woo!

What the hell is that?

Something's happening.

- Yeah, I can feel it.

- Really, I can smell it. It's gross.

Smells like a
little teen spirit to me.

Teen spirit, my ass.

It smells like Godzilla's butt hole.

- It was Angela! It was Angela!

She was standing right there. I saw her!

Bibi, take me out of here. Please!

Okay, honey. Come on.

Please! Please.

No, she was here!

She was standing, I saw
her standing right here!

Melissa, there's
nobody here. She's here!

Holy shit, that is rank!

- Hey, I don't know about you guys,

but I say we get the hell out of here now.

This place bites the big one.

- Yeah, wait a second, you
guys, I've gotta go pee.

- Terri, you can hold it.

No, I don't think so.

- Not if she's riding in my car.

- Well, come on.
- Just hurry up, will ya?

Look, I'll go with her.

It's right there.

- Well, I think I gotta go pee, too.

Woo-hoo-hoo!

There it is.

Make it fast, would you?

Don't worry.

- What do you want?

Go on now. Get!

- What?

- Come on, let's get out of here.

- Girls.

- Kids.

- Oh, damn.

Wait up for me, baby. Hey.

I'm ready for you.

Where you been? Hey!

- Let's get the hell out of here.

- Terri, what's wrong?

- Can we just go now, please?

Hey, we ain't
going nowhere without Z-boy.

- Well, where the hell is he?

- He went to take a leak.
Did you pass him in the hall?

- No.

- Okay, honey child, I
know you're up there.

Don't be playing no games
with old Z-boy, baby.

You can't get away from me.

Ooh.

Oh, no. Dear God, no.

No, no, no, no!

What are you doing? No!

- Jeez, doesn't the fun
ever end in this place?

- Z-boy, that dude always
has to have the last laugh.

Well, let's just see
how hard he's laughing

when he comes back
here, finds us all gone.

- We can't just leave him here.

- Hell we can't.

He got here on his own, didn't he?

Well, he can get his
ass home. I'm leaving.

- Z-boy!

Z-boy!

Hey, Z-boy, we're splitting, baby.

Fuck him.

Oh, yeah.

- Damn it, Shirl, would you move it?

Man, I have seen enough of this place.

Come on!

- Jesus, Rick, can't you wait

more than a minute for anything?

- Yeah, that's funny, Shirl.

- Thank goodness we're out of there.

- I know what you mean.

- Hey, relax, guys.

Come on, we just passed
the underground stream.

- What?

- The underground stream
that surrounds the property.

Everybody says it keeps the demons inside.

- Yeah, right.

- We're safe now.

- Sister Gloria.

Can I speak to you for a minute?

- Certainly, Perry.

You know, I'm always
here for you children,

though Father Bob might
choose to believe otherwise.

- I don't want to get anybody
in trouble, but I think-

- Trouble? Don't be silly.

You're not going to get
anyone in trouble. Speak up.

- I think some of our kids
snuck out to Hull House tonight.

- What?

- Look.

You see that road?

That goes to Old Hull Road.

Somebody took one of my books, Sister.

A book on demonology.

Look at this.

I think they went to Hull House

to perform some kind of ceremony.

- Who went out there, Perry?

- Kurt and Johnny and
a couple of the girls.

- Melissa.

- Ow! Hey!

What's the big idea?

- What's going on?

- I saw. You okay?

- Bibi, what are you doing?
Where did you get this?

- Just get rid of it, okay?
Just throw it out the window.

- Bibi.

- No, it's something that
I found at Hull House.

Just throw it out now, okay?

- Okay, okay, all right. Calm down.

- Wait a minute. Give me that.

- That's a nice little souvenir.

- Shirley, I wouldn't if I were you.

- Why, is it gonna bite me?

- Good color on me, huh?

- Oh, yeah.

- You all right?

- Yeah, I guess I was
just a little more tired

than I thought.

- Melissa?

Bibi?

Shirley?

- Mouse. Mouse, wait.

I had no idea what Shirley had planned.

Honest.

- Hey, it's not your fault.

I just hope she'll be all right.

- You want to stop up for
a little trick or treat?

- Sure, I'll come up for
a little sticky treat.

- Thank you, Sheriff.

I'm sure it's just a false alarm.

One of our boys has a very
overworked imagination.

Thank you.

All right, the sheriff is
sending out one of his deputies.

If our kids are out there,
I'm sure they'll find them.

- It could be too late by then, Father.

- Oh, Perry, I've had enough
of your Halloween shenanigans.

Now, you've desecrated the sacristy,

and now, you must admit,

that if any of our kids
did go out to Hull House,

it was one of your ridiculous
books that gave them the idea.

- Perhaps we should
listen to the boy, Father.

We should certainly be
thankful for his vigilance.

- Well, Sister, there is a fine line

between vigilance and
paranoia, isn't there?

Now, if you'll both excuse me,

I've had a rather long day.

I'm going to bed.

- Very well, Father.

Come with me, Perry.

- Hey, Mouse. Mouse, wait.

- She'll be all right.

We'll talk to her in the morning.

Whoa, the dance
sounds like it's rockin'.

Hey, you guys, check it out.

- I don't see Sister Gory in there.

- The way the music's blasting,

I bet she had a heart attack.

- Yeah, well, let's get a
dance in before she recovers.

You know, I'm
not much into dancing.

- Me neither.

Hey, Kurt, is it true
they call you Kingsnake?

- Yeah.

- Hmm.

- All right, party on! Woo!

- Come on, Shirl.

- Chill. I just want to hit the head.

Keep my place warm, okay?

- It'll be here.

- Hi there, doll face. You're
looking pretty good tonight.

Just one little touch up,

and you'll be queen of the ball.

Let me out!

Oh!

Let me out!

Let me out!

Oh!

Oh, yeah, all right!

Oh, yeah, all right.

Yeah, come on!

All right, hey.

Yeah. Check this out.

Come on, yeah.

- Thirsty?

Well, thanks for the dance.

- You don't belong here.

- Where have you guys been?

What's going on with her?

Whew!

- What's the matter, baby?

Don't you want your sticky treat?

- I'll take a little
piece of that, sunshine.

- Stop this hellishness now!

- Nice-

- What are you doing, you
freak? Let go of my hand!

Let go of my hand!

- Oh, my God.

- To the chapel. Everybody, quickly!

Hurry, hurry!

- Come on! Hurry! Get to the chapel!

Let's go.

Come on, let's go!

- Bibi! Bibi!

- Johnny!

I don't believe this.

Why is it happening here?

- Oh, God, the lipstick.

- What lipstick?

- The lipstick that I
brought from Hull House.

- You mean you brought
something out of Hull House?

What did you-

- Be quiet, Perry.

- But, Sister, don't you understand?

That lipstick must be the conveyance

that brought the demons out

across the underground streams.

- We'll deal with that later.

Johnny, go find Father Bob.

He's got to get over here and
give that boy his last rites.

Satan has taken his body.

Maybe we can save his soul.

Bibi, you get over to the chapel

and make sure everyone stays inside.

Okay.

- Perry, you get over to the chapel.

- Where are you going?

- To prepare.

- Don't panic, okay? One at a time!

One at a time.

Terri! Terri!

- Bibi! Bibi, are you okay?

- Johnny!

I can't find Terri.

- They're probably inside.

Just go inside. I'll be right back.

Uh-uh-uh-uh.

- Come on, you know you
want it as much as I do.

- Kurt, we're just getting acquainted.

- Oh, yeah, but I'd like
to get way more acquainted.

- Okay.

This is as far as I go.

- Well, if I have to.

- Oh, yeah.

That feels good.

Mm-hmm.

Oh.

Well, slow down, now.

You don't want to strike oil too soon.

- Hey, hey. Calm down, will you?

Oh, shit!

- What a healthy, strapping young buck.

How's about a little head, tiger?

- Oh, my God.

Oh, my God. Oh, Shirley.

The most horrible thing has happened.

It was Kurt! It was-

- It's not so horrible.

- Oh, my God! What?

Shirley, what are you?

- Father Bob, wake up!

Wake up, Father!

- What? What is it?

- It's an emergency! Hurry!

- All right, well, give
me a couple of minutes.

- Please, Sister Gloria needs you!

- All right.

- Don't cry, little one!

I'm back, and I'm gonna
take good care of you now.

- Angela?

No, you can't be here.

You died.

- No, I didn't.

- I'm dreaming.

I'm just dreaming again.

- No, you're not.

It is me, Mouse.

I'm flesh and blood just like you, see?

I'm your flesh and blood.

Listen, Mouse, I was so scared

after what happened at my Halloween party.

I had to run away.

I just couldn't face Mom and Dad.

I knew you were miserable
when they passed on.

You must have been so lonely.

- Oh, Angela, it was so,
so lonely without you.

- Oh, it's okay now.

My little Mouse.

I've come to take you away
with me to a wonderful place

where you'll never be lonely again.

I have lots of great friends now.

They were all lonely once, just like you.

You still love me, don't you, Mouse?

- Oh, Ang, I missed you so much.

- All right, children, stay calm.

What's that?

- Holy artillery.

- Do you have one for me?

- Sister Gloria, I'd like an explanation.

- Did you give him the last rites, Father?

- Give the last rites to whom, Sister?

- Rick's body was gone.

Gone?

- Bibi! Where's Bibi?

Sister Gloria, why
are you wearing that habit?

- I have an Uzi, Sister,

holy water filled balloons-
- What are you talking about?

- Six rosaries, a cross-
- An Uzi?

- Mouse?

- Why do you want Mouse
when you can have me?

- Bibi!

Hold her.

We need some help!

- Hold her!

Pour it down her throat.

Touche.

Take her to the chapel.

She's gonna be all right.

Let's go.

Melissa?

Melissa?

- Sister Gloria!

Come here, look!

- Things are gonna be so
good for us now, Mouse.

Just you and me, the way
it always should have been.

Time to go.

- Well, you coming or not?

- Sister Gloria, would you please tell me

what is happening around here?

- I can't find Kurt anywhere.

- The demons have escaped from Hull House

and they've kidnapped Mouse.

- Oh, Perry, don't start.

Now, I warned you once tonight-

- But h-h-he's right, Father.

I have seen Satan's work
tonight with my own eyes.

- Look, I cannot believe
I am hearing this.

Sister Gloria, come here.

Now, I expect this nonsense from the kids,

but you are supposed to be a role model.

- Father, look at the statue.

- Oh, no.

Now do you believe me?

What? Perry,
someone vandalized the statue.

- There are none so blind,
Father, as those who-

- Oh, Perry, there are none
so annoyed as I am right now.

First of all, I get dragged out of my bed

with a story about a boy
needing the last rites,

and now this.

Where do
you think you're going?

- To Hull House.

Somebody's gotta save Mouse.

- Not you.

- Perry's right. I'm going, too.

It's my fault she's there.

- You don't know what we're dealing with.

- Oh, come on! We're losing time.

Father, give me the car keys.

- You are not setting foot
off these school grounds.

- Now wait a minute, Sister Gloria.

If they want to go, I
think we should let them.

In fact, we'll all go.

And by the time this evening is over,

the legend of Hull House

will be laid to rest forever.

Let's go.

Well, let's go in. Get it over with.

And after we put an end
to this absurd prank,

we'll deal with whoever instigated it.

- Father, I thought the
sheriff was supposed

to send somebody out here.

- Perry, I'm sure they've come and gone.

- Come and gone?

They probably didn't get past
the Donut King back in town.

- They couldn't help us.

Not tonight.

Not in this place.

Melissa?

Melissa, are you here?

- Shh!
- Perry, please.

- This way.

- Whoa, whoa, hold on a minute.

I agreed to take you all out
here on this wild goose chase,

but I will not spend all
night traipsing around

some dusty old mansion.

Now if Melissa's here,

we will find her much more
quickly by splitting up.

- We must stick together.

This house is a portal to hell.

- Thanks, Sister.

I really needed to know that.

- Well, I'm going this
way. Who's coming with me?

Fine. I'll see you all back at the van.

- I'm gonna go with him.

Somebody has to protect him from himself.

- What?

- Shh.

It's close.

- What the hell?

Where did it go?

- Come along.

What happened?

It's nothing.

- Nothing? We just saw-

- It's the house.

The house is trying to deceive us.

- Bibi!
- Johnny!

Bibi!

-Johnny!

- Sister Gloria?

What's that?

Relax, Perry.

I've heard the devil
described in many ways,

but never with a squeak.

- Oh, my God!

There's your devil for ya.

He seems to have left his
pitchfork down in Hell, didn't he?

- Father, that's the guy.

Hey, hold it right there!

- Perry, that's enough.
- No, Father, I need that!

I don't want to hear it!

- Well, hello, Father.

- Good evening, son.

Having a little Halloween fun here

at Hull House tonight, are you?

- Oh, yeah.

Father, I have something
to confess to you.

Would you like to hear my confession?

- What? Now?

- I broke the fifth commandment.

- The fifth?

- Thou shalt not kill.

- You killed someone?

- Yes, Father.

You.

- Get out of here, Father! Run!

- I'm heartily sorry for offending thee,

and I detest all of my sins,

for I dread the loss of Heaven

and the pain of Hell!

- Father? Father.

- Kurt? Is that you?

- Hey, J-boy.

Heads up. Want to shoot some hoop?

He's dribbling down the
court. No one's near him!

He's got 10 seconds
left. He's going around.

Larry Bird shoots. Nothing but net!

He's racking up the points tonight.

Larry Bird's in the air. Nothing but net!

Uh-uh! Penalty for traveling.

Hey, buddy boy, I thought
you'd be happy to see me.

Well, if you're not, I can fix that, too.

- No! Kurt, please!

- Kurt's not here right now.

- Two points!
- Time out, Kurt.

- Oh, where's a ref when you need one?

Technical foul.

- Wrong! Field goal!

Come on, Johnny, let's go.

Where's Father Bob? Don't ask.

- Batter up.

Come on, toughie. Come on.

Strike.

- Perry.

You saved my life, man.

Jesus.

- Holy water.

John, please.

- Hang on, Perry.

Come on, man.

- John.

Do you remember the story of Abraham?

Willing to prove his devotion to the Lord

by sacrificing his own son,

his own flesh and blood.

I think that's Angela's plan.

I think she's gonna kill Mouse.

Please, John, save Melissa.

Please.

- Perry!

Perry.

Perry.

- Boo! Whoa, whoa, wa!

Why, little miss prom queen.

I've got a little something special

right here for you, baby.

I'll give you a ride
you'd never forget, baby.

- I like a rich bitch.
- No! No!

No!

- Bitch.

When you say no, I know
you mean yes.

- Leave a little room for the Holy Ghost.

I don't think so.

Hi-ya!

Hi-ya!

Ah!

Spare the rod and spoil the child.

- Father Bob?

Oh, thank God.

Have you found Mouse?

- Oh, yes, I know just where she is.

Come, I'll take you to her!

Blessed are the hopeless!

The heirs of the Kingdom of Hell!

- Well, well.

- Look out!

Let's party here.

- Let's go.

Melissa?

- Welcome.

I'm so glad you could join us
on this very special occasion.

- Oh, we really can't stay.

We've just come for Melissa.

We're taking her home with us.

- Melissa?

Oh, you mean Mouse.

Well, I'm afraid you're
mistaken about that.

You see, Mouse is home,

and so are you.

Or hadn't you figured that out yet?

- This place is not a home.

- Oh, but it is.

That's why I let you make
it all the way up here

to the inner sanctum,

the very threshold of infinity.

A river of holy water
wouldn't help you now.

Abandon all hope.

- Close shave, Angela.

- Huh?

- But no cigar.

- Sister?

- You think I need holy water to beat you?

I've got all that I need right here.

It's a little thing called faith.

- Faith? Your faith is a joke.

Real faith can move mountains.

Your faith can't even move a mouse.

If you really have faith, prove it.

Trade places with her.

- No, Sister, don't. It's a trick.

- Your life for theirs.

Come on, Sister. Kick the habit.

- Let them go and I'll do it.

- Don't do it, Sister.

- Mouse, her soul has great power.

You will have all that power
if you chop off her head.

- No!

- Johnny!

Don't fuck with me, kid.

- Bitch!

- You have to earn your power, Mouse.

- Melissa, remember your faith.

- Now.

I order you.

I order you to kill her.

Kill her!

Now, Mouse.

Do it.

Now, Mouse!

No!

- My name is Melissa.

You bitch!

- Say your prayers.

Let's get out of here.

This room wasn't here before.

- No, it wasn't.

- The house won't let us leave!

- Here, let's try these windows.

- Angela.

- Where are you going?
The party's just begun.

- Oh, my God!

- Here's a little taste of hell.

- Do something!

- Johnny!

Oh!

- I hate you!

- Let's go home, children.

- Sister Gloria, are you okay?

- Yes, we're all right.

We're all right, children.

- Where's Perry?
- Are you okay?

What happened?

- Everything is going to be all right.