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[Child's laughter]

This blindfold thing is getting old.

Yeah, well, it's do or die time.

You get another crack

at joining the Midnight Society.

And one way or the other,

after tonight, you'll never have to wear this again.

No way! Burn it.

No, bury it.

We don't want any toxic fumes.

Hey, if I don't get a fair shot,

I'm out of here.

No, wait.

You've got a chance. Right?

Don't worry. We'll be fair.

Come on, Stig, tell your story.

So, what do we need these things for anyway?

For a demo.

Everyone tune to your favorite station.

When I say "go," turn them on.

[Stig] OK?

1...

2...

3...

Go.

[Music and talking from radios]

OK! Turn them off!

Off!

So what did that prove?

Every second of every day,

there are tons of invisible radio signals

flying all around us.

Yeah, so?

So, with all those invisible signals,

there's no way to tell

if maybe hidden somewhere in the static,

there might be a signal

coming from someplace we never thought of.

Like where?

Maybe from beyond the grave.

Submitted for the approval

of the Midnight Society,

I call this story...

[Organ music]

Dinner's ready, Chris.

And how many times do I have to tell you,

pick up your clothes.

I wonder if anyone was ever buried alive.

Imagine being in the coffin

having dirt dumped on top.

Pass the grave...

Uh-- I mean, the gravy.

I wonder how long he can survive in there.

What a cheese head.

I thought my brother was strange.

What's his problem?

Eh, I guess he was playing in this big old graveyard

with some of his dork friends.

It must have been real creepy

because now all he talks about

is graves and funerals and stuff.

That's weird.

Poor kid.

Poor nothing, man.

He's deranged.

Why don't you do something

to make him snap out of it?

Hey, what you playing?

Hang man.

It figures.

You didn't see what came on the lot this afternoon?

No.

A hearse.

No!

Yeah, and it just came back from a funeral.

No way!

Way.

Cool.

I wonder how many bodies have been in here.

Come here, check this out.

Try it out for size, man.

There was a dead guy in here this afternoon.

How cool is this?

Lie down, make yourself at home.

Here lies Chris Leary,

dearly departed.

May he rest in peace.

[Engine starts]

[Radio on]

Jamie, let me out of here!

Would you quiet down. You'll wake the dead.

This is 109.1,

radio for the dimensionally challenged.

Sometimes you miss the chance to step over

and need guidance.

That's where we come in, friends.

All you need to do is follow my voice

and I'll help you find the home.

Can you help me?

Huh?

Can you help me find the way home?

Sorry. No.

Now back to our program.

The topic is death and dying.

What's the next step?

As I was saying,

I'd like to invite anyone listening...

How's it going, hearse boy?

Hey, I'm listening to that.

It's 4:00, chumpie.

You know I never miss Clark and Ryan.

Fine. Do what you want.

Don't be mad.

I was just trying to get you to lighten up.

So lighten up.

No station currently assigned, 109.1?

Weird.

Bingo.

Excuse me.

Do you know the way home?

Uh, sorry, no.

[Organ music]

3948279.

819.

819.

Uh--excuse me, is this the radio station?

I'm not cutting. I just want to ask a question.

Don't knock, knock on the window!

What's the matter with you, you can't read?

Here. Knock window...

Do not on the.

Let's try it together,

shall we?

Do not knock on the window!

But...

This is an interesting

phenomenon that's taking place.

It's like one person,

then there's another one behind them,

all standing quietly, one after the other.

What do you suppose that is?

Um...

It's a line!

That's what it is! It's a line!

Why don't you try waiting in the line!

Next.

Is--is this the radio station?

Eh, never mind. Come on.

Look, maybe you've got an eternity,

but I'm on schedule!

What's this?

The candidate shall be relieved

of all that binds him or her to the physical world.

That's what that bracelet does.

Now, why don't you wait outside

and step through when your number's called?

Step through what?

Look, I'd better go home.

You are going home.

You're going home to the next life.

Next life?

But I'm not done with this life yet.

Oh, really?

Now where did you hear about us?

From the radio in the hearse.

Oh, boy, a pain in my...

Uh--hearse, hearse, hearse, hearse.

Here, here.

Carpenter, Daniel James.

Buried this afternoon.

Uh...

Whooo!

Missed that crossover point by a long shot.

What's the matter,

you stayed with the hearse too long?

Is that it? Yeah? That happens.

But I'm not dead.

And I'm not that carpenter guy.

There's been a mistake.

You know something?

You're absolutely right.

There's been a terrible mistake.

Now I'm gonna work out this mistake,

but in the meantime,

why don't you wait outside

and when your turn comes up,

step through death's door.

9820820.

Hey, uh, pick up the pace, pal.

We don't have all century.

No! No, you're mistaken!

I'm not supposed to go!

I think you made a mistake!

You've got the wrong man!

He led a nasty life.

And he's gonna lead a much nastier afterlife.

Step outside. Your turn is coming.

Ha ha ha ha!

Anybody home?

Jamie, you here?

Hey, Jamie.

Look, I'm still ticked off at you,

but I gotta tell you something really weird.

Aw, come on. This is serious!

That radio station I heard in the hearse?

I went there.

There are all these strange people hanging around.

I think they were all dead.

Don't ignore me! I'm not making this up.

Hey, Ron, what's up, man?

It wasn't a normal radio station.

These dead guys were gonna cross over

to the next life or something.

No, I think I'm just gonna work on the hearse for a little while.

Did you hear what I said?

These things drag you to the door.

And there's all this screaming

coming from the other side.

Are you gonna listen to Clark and Ryan?

Cool.

They stick this bracelet on you.

And you kinda feel a little lighter.

He said it's the first step.

You're crazy. I never miss Clark and Ryan.

I'm probably going to listen to it

on the radio in the hearse.

Forget Clark and Ryan.

Listen to me.

Oh, man.

You can't see me.

It's this thing.

I'm not moving.

I'm not gonna go.

I'm staying right here.

Mom!

279855

855.

Lose this.

[Organ music]

Out of my way!

I'm on the air.

You can't come in here unless you're in the union!

Oh, boy.

We're on the air live, so to speak.

This is station 109.1

at the end of your radio dial,

for spirits at the end of their ropes.

I made that up.

Ha ha ha ha!

We're here to help

all of those lost souls who missed the boat.

If you didn't cross over at the time of your death,

then we're here to help.

Don't roam the earth forever.

It's time to move on

to the next life.

279856

856.

This is 109.1.

Radio for the dimensionally challenged.

Mister, you gotta listen to me.

Roy. The name is Roy.

Roy, you got the wrong guy!

Boy, if I had a dime

for every time somebody tried

to weasel out of death,

it would actually do me no good at all,

because I'm dead.

What do I need money for?

What am I gonna do? I'm dead.

What am I gonna do, buy gum?

But you're making a mistake.

I don't make mistakes,

buddy, boy!

When I was alive, I worked for

the department of motor vehicles!

948279

857.

Ever wonder where the term "your number's up" came from?

Well, now you know.

There's been a mistake!

You've got the wrong guy!

Everybody's got a story.

4:00.

Clark and Ryan.

What frequency are they on?

Come on, Jamie, be there.

[Watch alarm goes off]

It's the Clark and Ryan show!

Hey, Clark. Hey, Ryan.

[Static]

Jamie, Jamie! This is Chris.

Man, I hope you're listening to this.

I'm trapped at the radio station.

They think I'm dead,

and they're gonna make me go to the afterlife.

Say what?

This isn't a joke.

They think I'm some guy named Carpenter,

Daniel Carpenter.

You gotta help me, Jamie.

I've already been home once, but you couldn't see me.

OK, nice try.

I'm not falling for it.

Can you take me there?

Can you help me find the way home?

I'm Daniel Carpenter.

Sure you are, bud.

Oh, yeah. How much is my brother paying you?

Please help me!

Ah!

You have to help me.

Please don't run away.

I need help.

And so does your brother.

Jamie, this is real. You've got to come get me!

What are you, crazy?! I can lose my job!

You miserable...

don't bother running, kid,

there's nowhere to hid.

...3948279.

858858...

3948279.

859859.

48...

Let's cut the numbers!

You're getting on my nerves. You're going now!

You've got the wrong guy!

I'm not dead.

Let go.

Hey, leave him alone!

Jamie!

Oh, I'm gonna enjoy this.

You gotta believe me!

You made a mistake!

Stop!

Uh, excuse me, no cutting in line.

That's my brother! He's not dead.

Really?

Yes, finally.

Nah, I don't think so.

Noooo!

Geez, it's never done that before.

I'm Daniel Carpenter, you fool!

No, you're not.

I would've had you processed already.

That's him!

It's not! That's my brother!

Oh, yeah? Prove it.

Whoa.

Chris! Are you OK?

Yeah.

They rejected me.

They, they said I wasn't dead.

Uh-oh.

They also said they wanted to have a word with you.

Oh, great! There goes my pension.

Did you really go to the other side?

I guess.

It all kinda happened fast.

All right, let's not make

a federal case out of this!

So I made a teensy weensy little mistake

and I was about to send an innocent young boy

to his death.

What? None of you ever did that before?

Look, you take the bracelet off your wrist

and put it on his wrist,

we'll forget this whole thing ever happened.

Ha ha!

Aren't you afraid it'll be horrible?

It's only horrible if you've led a bad life.

If you led a good life,

it's the best thing going.

Come on, we're gonna be late.

Welcome back to the real world, bro.

The next time you play a radio,

listen close.

Because you might just pick up a signal just for you.

And if you don't let me in after that story,

you haven't been listening to me.

[Radio plays rock music]

Well, like we said,

it has to be unanimous.

And--you're in!

Cool.

I'll never forget you for this.

Eeuw!

Come on, give us a hug.

No way!

Control him or I'll throw you both out.

You love me!

Captioned by Grant Brown