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[Child's laughter]

Ow!

What happened?

Somebody gave me a flat tire, Frank.

I'm in front of you, dork.

Then who stepped on my- -- Shh!

What is it?

We got company. Look.

Maybe it's Gary.

Do you think?

Yeah. It's probably some costume he got from his dad's store.

Yeah. He's probably just trying to spook us.

Yo, Gary.

We know it's you. Cut it out.

Gary: Cut what out?

I-i-if you're here...

Then, then who's the guy with the hat?

[All sigh]

Did you do that?

Yeah, OK. I confess.

Man, you really had us going.

[Sighs]

What is all this?

I found it in a trunk in my dad's store.

Help me out here, Sam.

It was supposedly worn by a strange order of monks

hundreds of years ago.

Cool.

Yeah. Legend says these guys were truly evil.

The stories say they had this magical power

to take over people's minds,

and control the forces of nature.

Obviously, they're not around anymore.

But I had this idea.

What if these mystical monks

had so much magical power

that they learned how to control the one thing

that would make them dangerous forever?

Time.

Submitted for the approval of the Midnight Society,

I call this story...

Alison Denny and her family

just moved into town.

It's tough being the new kid,

and having to make new friends.

Alison knew that.

What she didn't know

was just how dangerous

making a new friend

was going to be.

I hate this place.

Why did we have to move here, anyway?

T.J.B. Was here.

Well, TJ, I wish you still were.

I wish anybody was here.

Hello. Hey!

Hey!

You, you dropped your...

[Crunching]

Aw, great way to make friends, clutz.

Where am I supposed to find another pair of these?

Well, 100.

100?

All right, 120.

You know what I went through to get this?

The guy could have killed me.

Well, that's none of my beeswax.

200, or I'm taking everything over

to Uncle Bobo's house of magic.

Uncle Bobo? That clown?

All right, but I'm losing on the deal.

Hello?

Shh, there's a customer. Go away, go away!

What can I do for you?

Are you Mr. Sardo?

That's Sardo.

No mister, accent on the do.

So, what are you looking for?

Hmm? A potion, a rare book?

A priceless magical object that only I can provide?

No, I just need another pair of these.

That'll be 3.50.

You're sure there's nothing else?

[Coins clattering]

Have you seen our vomit?

[Bangs head] Excuse me?

How's about a crystal ball?

No, thanks.

You're not from around here, are you?

No, we just moved in last week.

The old brown brick house on Maple Lane?

New kid, eh? Well, then,

I don't suppose I could interest you

in a flask of popularity potion?

Are you serious? A popularity potion?

Wait right there.

I just bought this from... I mean, um...

I've searched the world over

for the curios contained in this chest.

Observe.

Um, there's got to be something...

I mean, um, where is that potion?

[Cries out]

Aha!

That's not a potion.

No, no, of course not.

It's much better than a potion.

It's a...It's an Egyptian friendship stone.

Let me see.

How does it work?

It's quite simple.

Um, you just hold it in your hand,

close your eyes,

and recite the ancient Egyptian spell.

Amrak...

Vitulin...

Ra.

Amrak vitulin ra.

Yes. And then what?

That's it. Presto, you'll have more friends

than you'll know what to do with.

I don't know. How much did you say this was?

Well, it is very rare and very powerful.

It's practically a steal at, um...

$50.

$50?

40. I distinctly said 40. 40.

Forget it.

Now wait. Uh, how much have you got?

After the glasses, I've got $17

and 75 cents.

Sold. But I'm losing on the deal.

[Growls]

Amrak vitulis...

Amrak vitulin spa.

No, that's not right.

What's the stupid spell?

[Doorbell rings]

Uh, are you Alison?

Uh, yeah. I am.

Well, you were outside before,

and you dropped these.

Don, that's what you called us

to come all the way over here for,

some stupid glasses?

Well, yeah. I mean, I'm new,

and I thought we could, you know...

Forget this. Get a life, OK?

Come on, Don.

Well, thanks. Bye.

Sure.

I'm such a loser.

Egyptian friendship stone?

Yeah, right.

Hello? Hello.

Anybody, anybody here?

Hello.

Hey, Mr. Sardo. Are you OK?

That's Sardo, not...

Are you sure you're all right?

Everything is fine.

Well, I think I want a refund, OK?

[Imitating Sardo] Please leave. The store is closed.

But your sign says you're open until--

did you hear what I said? I command you to leave at once.

[Clattering]

Now, for the last time, shopkeeper,

where...

Is the amulet?

I told you, I don't know.

It was in this chest

which you snatched from its hiding place

just this very morning.

I didn't snatch it,

and I haven't seen any amulet.

But if it's charms you're interested in--

look into my eyes. Do I have to?

Look, you babbling mortal, into my eyes.

I seek the amulet of Ankara.

It is a most unusual black stone,

elaborately carved.

Now what have you done with it?

I sold it this afternoon.

You sold it. To whom?

To the new girl.

New girl. She lives in

brown brick house. Brown brick house.

Maple Lane. On Maple Lane.

It was-- yes?

It was-- yes?

It was... her. Yes!

[Inhales deeply]

Yeah. OK.

Well, what are you gonna see?

Oh.

Yeah, I'm making lots of friends.

OK. You guys have fun at the movie.

Yeah. OK. Bye.

Egyptian friendship stone.

Well, if you're a friendship stone,

then I'm Madonna.

Hello?

Who's there?

Alison.

Alison Denny?

Look at me, Alison.

Look into my eyes.

Gaze into my eyes.

Who are you? What do you want?

I believe you have what I want, Alison.

Just keep looking into my eyes.

It's the amulet I want.

I need the amulet.

No. Go away.

Stop! Go no further.

No, no, no, no. Oh, no!

Aaaaagggggghhhhhhhhhh!

Who are you?

Hey, how'd you do that?

How did you get in my room?

Your room?

This is my room.

What happened? What's going on?

I don't know. You came flying out of my mirror.

Your mirror? Who are you?

I'm Thomas Jefferson Bradshaw,

and this is my grandmother's house.

No, this is our house.

We moved in here last week.

Are you sure of the address?

Both: 15 Maple Lane.

Wow. Something really weird just happened.

I want you to leave. Now.

Thomas Jefferson Bradshaw.

This is my room, but it's different.

Listen, Tom, I'm Alison,

and I think I've got some kind of magic stone.

Magic stone?

This. It changed the mirror and I saw you,

like it opened a door to a different dimension, or a different...

What's the date today?

March 13.

Yeah, but what year?

What year? Don't you know anything?

It's 1892.

Are you serious? 1892?

That's over 100 years ago.

Tom, this stone let me travel back in time.

This is my house, only 100 years ago.

Golly, it sounds like a story Jules Verne would write.

Yeah, or Steven Spielberg.

Who?

I don't believe this.

I mean, look at this stuff.

Oh, those are my parents.

[Coughing]

Who's that?

Shh. That's my grandmother.

If she wakes up, she's gonna cane me.

That's terrible. What about your parents?

Oh, well, they died when I was younger.

I was their only child.

Really? I'm an only child too.

What about your friends?

I don't have any.

My grandmother never lets me out of the house.

You're kidding. That's gross.

Were you allowed to bring friends into this house

in your time?

I would have, if I had any.

I'm not exactly miss popularity.

Alison, are you really from the future?

Well, yeah, I guess I am.

Golly jeepers. It must be wonderful.

Hey, why don't I show you?

Show me? How?

Well, we'll go back the way I came, through the mirror.

I mean-- Oh, this could be great.

I could take you to a movie

and get a pizza.

Man, you're gonna die when you see video games.

Die? I don't want to die.

I didn't mean die as in, like, check-out time.

It's a figure of speech. Come on.

Check-out time? Hmm.

Will it work with any mirror?

I don't know. Let's see.

What's wrong?

Well, there was this really horrible man

outside my house.

He wanted the stone.

Yeah, well, don't worry.

I got a crackerjack shot.

OK. We got to go through sometime.

Yup.

Jeepers.

It's, it's my house.

And mine.

Oh, right. Our house.

So... what does the future look like?

[Doorbell rings]

Oh.

[Knock on door]

Tom: Aaaagggghhhh!

Don't scream. You'll wake the neighbors.

Is that the man?

No, it's OK. What are you doing here?

I came to warn you about that stone.

It appears it really is a powerful amulet.

Yeah. I found that out.

It seems it belongs

to a rather nasty fellow

by the name of Brother Septimus.

He was supposed to have been hanged in the 15th century--

give me the amulet.

What do we do?

This way.

Oh, you will suffer

the torment of eternal pain

for having crossed me, Mr. Shopkeeper.

Eternal pain seems rather harsh.

Yes, but I'll not be denied any longer!

Either you retrieve the amulet,

or I shall slice open

your miserable carcass

and serve it to the great rats of the abyss.

Ouch.

Hey, mister.

Look what I have.

Why, you impertinent little--

Here!

Gotcha!

Sardo: What's happening?

Oh, my!

[Growls]

You will pay, child!

What happened? Come on!

We've got to help tom get out of the future.

Help? I don't even know what's going on.

Come on.

When you hold the amulet next to a mirror,

it opens a door through time.

A door through time.

This could be worth millions.

We have to get tom before Septimus does.

Not so fast. Not so fast.

Now, if I could just get past that horrid demon person,

I could turn this into a small fortune.

Or better still, a huge fortune.

Mr. Sardo, wait.

That's sardo, not-- Oh, skip it.

How does it work?

Like this?

Aaaaaggggghhhhhhhh!

Give me the amulet.

I-I-don't have the amulet.

I grow so weary of this game, child.

You know not the power with which you deal.

You will suffer

for having toyed with me. Now--

Leave her alone.

I got your rock.

You... pathetic little urchin?

[Laughing]

You believe you are a match for me?

You and your little toy?

[Laughing]

All fall on their knees before me.

Don't look into his eyes.

Even death himself bows to me,

the Great Septimus.

You see, I need the amulet.

It was so much easier

traveling through time to claim my victims.

I have gone far too long without one.

You... shall have the honor

of being my next.

[Chuckling]

Tom!

No!

Check-out time.

[Glass shattering]

Where's the stone?

You got it, didn't you?

[Septimus moaning]

[Moaning]

Aaaaaaaggggggghhhhhhhh!

Tom: Alison!

Tom! Tom, where are you?

I'm down here, Alison.

Come on through!

It's too late.

But you have to.

I can't.

I'm sorry.

Don't be.

I'm glad I finally made a friend.

Good-bye, Alison.

Good-bye.

Have a good life.

My, what an interesting twist of fate.

What? What is it?

Alison and Tom, friends forever.

The amulet was gone.

Brother Septimus was never seen again.

And Alison would never forget

the first friend she made in her new home.

I declare this meeting

of the Midnight Society closed.

Until next time.

Nice going, bro.

Can I try your hat on?

Captioned by Grant Brown