(low rumble of thunder)
(93! Yowls)
Oh.
(grunts)
Hey, hey!
Hey, don't move.
(children talking)
(oar engine starts)
(evil cackling)
Whoa.
Go ahead, Marge.
(evil cackling)
(knocking)
Trick or treat!
Here you go.
Thank you!
(children laughing)
(woman screams)
(sports commentary)
(news report, then music)
Homer! (Giggles)
Hey. Ahh!
- Did you get some goodies? - Yeah.
- Can I have a piece? - No.
D'oh!
Do we have to go there?
- What's the matter? - It feels bad.
What do you mean, bad?
There's ghosts there.
There's no such thing as ghosts.
(child) Wait for me!
(children) Treat or treat!
One of us goes inside Crocell's house.
That fella splits up whatever he gets with
the others, who wait out here to call the cops
if the loser doesn't come out alive in five minutes.
Deal?
Eeny, meeny, mine y, mo.
Catch a German by the toe.
If he hollers let him go.
Eeny, meeny, mine y, mo.
Looks like you're it, Frank.
Don't be scared.
You shall return.
(door bangs)
(door continues to bang)
(door creaks)
- What is it? - Trick or treat?
Is that today?
I'll leave if you... if you don't got nothin'.
No. No, no.
(undoes door chain)
Come in here, kid.
I'll tell you what.
I'll find you some kind of treat around here if you do a trick for me. Deal?
Hm?
You know why you're doing this, kid? No?
You know what Halloween is all about?
Halloween is believed to have been started by the ancient druids,
who believed that on this evening Saman,
the lord of the dead, summoned evil spirits.
For the Celts it was the last evening of the year
and a propitious time for examining the portents of the future.
And the devils and witches were free to roam the earth.
And on this night the spirits of the dead returned
to visit past family and acquaintances from this life.
Hm?
So, kid, for your trick, I want you to tell me...
Is it true? Is it possible that the dead can return?
Just for five minutes? To tell someone who had no idea he'd never see 'em again
that there's a better place than this and that they're waitin' for him.
Just for a minute. Just so I could have the chance to say, "So long."
Just for a second.
Just to let me know that there's a better place than this.
Huh, kid?
Is it true? Is it possible?
Cos if it is,
then there's a hell of a lot of guys
I'd rather have here talking to me than you.
There's no such thing as ghosts.
Can I have my treat now?
OK.
(Frank grunts)
(Frank sighs)
Come on, Bobby.
Forget it.
(static on radio)
(I "Little Demon" by Screamin' Jay Hawkins)
(hums to music)
(music distorts and stops)
Oh, forget it. I surrender.
I surrender.
(deep breathing)
Excuse me. What street is this?
My car broke down.
You don't have a cellphone on you, do you?
You look like a cellphone. What are you supposed to be?
Hey! Come here. Come on.
(rumble of thunder)
(Catherine) I'm so happy right now.
I think this move was the right thing. I really do, Frank.
(thunder)
(Jordan) I love you so much!
(boy) And this is where they found the body of Lieutenant Detective Robert Bletcher.
Hanging by his hunting-knife-slashed neck.
Blood dripping down his tie.
And upstairs, in the refrigerator,
on a plate,
was his kidney.
Ever since then, the ghost of Robert Bletcher has walked this very floor...
waiting for the curse of Frank Black to be lifted.
Black's wife was named Catherine.
And one time, when she was living in this house all alone, she saw Bletcher's ghost.
She told John Stanton's mom that his throat was still cut.
Blood will forever spill from the wound
until the curse is lifted.
There's no such thing as ghosts.
Tell that to Frank Black.
They say he can see them.
They say he can't escape them.
That they follow him everywhere.
And it is believed that the devil uses the souls of the dead
to get at people,
to drive them insane.
Soto keep from losing to the devil,
and even though he knows his friend is eternally trapped in his house,
Frank Black has left and gone to...
nobody knows where.
And he will never be seen again.
- Except if you look over here. - (screaming)
- Leave the suds. - Get outta here! Let's go!
(whistles) Hey!
(I "Memories Are Made Of This" by Dean Martin)
I heard Crocell holds communist meetings in his basement.
Looks like they finally caught him.
- There wouldn't be an ambulance. - What if there was a shoot-out?
Nah.
This kid at Roosevelt told me the cops think
Crocell killed those missing prostitutes
and buried 'em in his cellar.
He killed himself.
Yeah, cos he couldn't take being a commie traitor.
He'll go to hell for killing himself.
I always heard he... you know, liked men.
That's why he killed women.
- It's none of that. - How would you know?
Bob, if you're here, now's your chance.
Ha ha ha ha ha ha!
Heh heh heh heh heh heh...
Turning to scores in the NHL on this Halloween night,
it was Buffalo losing to Carolina 2 to 6.
Philadelphia added to their road-win streak, beating Washington 8-2.
Detroit, behind a Federov hat trick, beat Los Angeles 6-2.
And Chicago lost down in San Jose by the score of 6 to 8.
Now a quick look at basketball...
Ha ha! Heh heh heh heh...
Ha ha ha ha ha...
Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha...
(I "Little Demon" by Screamin' Jay Hawkins)
(music continues)
(music stops)
Yeah?
- Got a report someone was climbing in. - It was me. I'm Frank Black. I live here.
The lock on my door was jammed. Is there an electrical surge because of the storm?
- My electronics are all going crazy. - Crazy how?
Just crazy, you know. No.
Now, if there's nothing else and you're secure, we got to get moving.
Right.
(thunder)
(growling sound)
(93! Yowls)
Now, that's scary.
I know you're feeling strange right now, kid.
But believe me, it's a hell of a lot creepier for me to be back.
That night I was so dying to know if the dead can return.
If there was anything afterwards. Remember?
The time when you're really asking the question and when you really need to know
just goes by like nothing.
But you know the answer.
Forever.
I'll tell you this: all that stuff you hear about the fire and the brimstone
and the rats and the excrement and the demons tormenting you for all of eternity,
there's none of that stuff.
It's worse. It is so much worse.
It is for me, at least.
Imagine having to suck on this for all of eternity.
Man, I wish someone had told me.
Others, they ain't got it so bad, I guess. I don't know.
But you'll know.
Soon enough.
I've been sent here because you've become me.
The way people look at you, what they say about you, making stuff up.
Pretty soon you come to believe it's true, and then it's really all over.
You know, I threw things at my house too.
Not eggs, though. I think I threw dog crap.
Yeah, I threw dog crap from my back yard at my kitchen window.
I never cleaned it off.
Imagine that.
The one thing you've got that I never did
is that you're getting close to understanding what's about to happen.
And he's been watching you. Uh-huh. Oh, yeah.
More closely and more often, the closer you get.
Here's the deal, kid.
Give up the fight. Sit it out.
Forget about this Millennium Group.
Go back to your wife and to your daughter and to your puppy and to your yellow house
and just live out a nice, happy, normal life,
and there'll be a place for all three of you.
A place, believe me, where a lot of souls wish they could be.
But you pass on this...
and you're going so much farther than I have ever been.
Hell, the way you gutted that guy who took your wife, the anger inside of you - whoo!
I don't know why you're not being offered a sweeter deal.
You got the heat inside to fight for this side.
So what I'm asking of you is really simple.
Sit back and do nothing. Anyone can do it.
Hell, most people do.
Take this deal, kid. Secure you and your family's future.
Because the time is near and he will win. There's no way he can lose.
When will it happen?
(Frank groans)
(computer beeps)
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(child) I made this!
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