All Hallows' Eve 2 Page #2

Relieve that tension,

take out that aggression,

in a game so cruel it's cool.

Give him what he wants,

get what you want.

What are the rules?

Use anything you see,

to make him bleed.

Get enough blood,

win yourself a bud.

I'll give it a shot.

You may be a winner

by giving it to this sinner,

take your pick, son,

take your pick.

This one.

Ah, pins for the sins.

How about you?

No thanks.

Jesus, Sam,

stop being such a puss.

I'll do it.

Take your pick,

take your pick.

These.

You can cross this

off your wish list.

Now, give it to this masochist!

Thanks,

I needed that.

Now I'm getting ticklish.

Sam!

Oh, my God, Dad!

Sam, come on,

help me get these off,

get me off of here!

- Give him what he wants.

- Sam!

Get what you want.

You can win, Sam.

Come on,

help me, get me off of here!

Looks like we

may have a winner,

- if he gives it to

No, Sam, don't do it!

- this sinner!

- Sam, stop!

Sam, just stop!

Ah, stop, stop it, Sam!

Sam, just stop!

Quit crying like

a little girl, Dad.

Where's your balls?

Stop, Sam,

I'm sorry, Sam...

Sam, Sam, I'm sorry!

Sam, Sam!

Step right up, folks,

a game so cruel

it's cool.

Max?

You can't keep doing this.

There's nothing to be scared of.

Go back to bed.

Come on, jump up.

Empty.

Messy, but no monster!

- Come on.

- It ate my slipper.

Monsters don't

eat slippers, under.

What about the noise?

Baby, it's just the wind.

The entire house

has been sprayed

and inspected for

anything bad, I promise.

What happens when you

throw water on them?

Monsters hate water.

What did I say about

playing with those?

- Not to.

- Give 'em.

I'm gonna put this

right here, okay?

Just close your eyes.

And think happy, happy thoughts.

And when you wake

up it'll be morning.

Good night.

Don't shut the door.

Max?

Max were you playing in

the guest room again?

No.

Really, then what's

around your neck?

Mrs. Lieberman

called this morning,

she said you're

telling stories again.

Max, please look at me.

You're giving Little Scotty

Michaels nightmares again.

He's afraid of everything,

he doesn't play in the

sandbox because he's afraid

the worms are gonna eat him.

Well, that doesn't

make it any less scary,

he's still afraid

like you are at night.

It's not the same.

Well, how's it like?

Max?

You know, um,

when you were still in diapers,

we lived in this

100-year-old cabin,

you should've seen

this place, Max.

It was very different

from anything I knew.

And on one really windy night,

I put you down to sleep,

and I heard these noises.

Coming from outside the house

and I got a little scared.

So I checked that all

the doors were locked,

and then I called your dad,

but he didn't pick up.

I lied in bed and

I tried closing my eyes,

but I couldn't sleep,

so I got up,

I looked out the window

and I only saw darkness.

And I remember that my heart

was beating so fast, Max,

then my imagination

just started going wild,

I was thinking,

oh, gosh, what if someone's

trying to break in

or maybe it's a

bear, or Bigfoot,

or, I didn't know!

And as the noises continued,

I became more certain

that something was there,

and it wasn't just

the wind, Max,

and I knew that I needed

to stand my ground,

because that's what your

father would've done

if he were home, right?

So I put my slippers on,

I grabbed a flashlight

and I walked outside.

And my heart was pounding.

Boom, boom.

And then suddenly,

I saw two red eyes

staring back at me,

I pointed my

flashlight right at it

and you know what I saw?

What?

A raccoon.

No monster?

No, it was just

this little raccoon,

just playing with these

old milk containers.

Holy mackerel!

Yow!

Time for bed.

Come on.

You've had a busy day.

You're gonna sleep in

your room tonight, okay?

Good night.

Go away!

Mom, Mom!

Mom, Mom, wake up, Mom, wake up,

Mom, hurry, hurry,

I caught it, Mom!

Max, what's wrong,

what's wrong?

Hurry, come on,

come on, I caught it!

What's wrong, Max?

Max, what's wrong?

It's under there.

Why is the floor wet?

- Mom!

- Max, stop it,

there's no monster!

Monster!

We're coming for you.

Did you hear that?

Quick, this way.

Here, get down.

Okay.

Put this on.

Take this.

You go near the nightstand,

I'm gonna investigate

near the toy shelf,

and we meet by your pillow

at 22 hundred hours, okay?

What?

Thirty seconds,

go, Max, go, go, go, go!

Do you see anything?

Uh, a few casualties,

I think Stevie the

Bear is wounded!

- Save him!

- Copy, copy!

Quick, under the bed!

The monster is under the bed!

Did I get him?

I think you did.

Snug as a bug.

It's time for sleep.

I love you.

Good night.

Mom!

Motherf***er!

Shut up!

Trick or treat!

Okay now.

Come here, come here, come here.

Yeah.

Motherf***er!

Oh, my God!

This looks so amazing!

Mr. Tricker you always have,

like, the best

Halloween decorations!

Oh, my gosh, this one is,

like, so real!

It's, like...

Is this a real person?

I'm just kidding!

I just love all this like

murder-y stuff and everything,

it's, like, totally puts me

in, like, the spirit of the day

and that's, like,

what it's about,

because it's Halloween,

and it's, like,

sometimes we lose sight of,

like,

what is Halloween about, so,

thank you, Mr. Tricker.

Awesome, well,

have a happy Halloween!

F*** this.

F***ing, f***ing!

Yeah.

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