Casper: A Spirited Beginning Page #3

- He's pathetic.

- Even by fleshie standards.

You guys are just in time.

I could use your help.

- What's goin' on? Who's out there?

- It's the ghostly trio.

We know who we are. Who's this?

The phantom of the white sale?

- He's the new ghost in town.

- No way!

He is, honest. Say hi to Casper.

Hello.

He's one of us!

Well, shrieking and salutations, Casper.

I'm Stretch, and this here's my brother Stinky.

- Ask him how he got his name.

- How'd you get your...

How should I know?

I stink, therefore I am.

And this entire fog bank over here

is a weather front named Fatso.

I'm not really fat, just big-boned.

So you guys can teach me

how to change shapes and stuff?

What's the matter, kid? Didn't they

teach you nothin' at the trainin' center?

- He never went.

- Every ghost goes through training.

Huddle!

Boys, this is a golden opportunity.

That kid is genuine raw material,

unspoiled by Kibosh.

Casper and the trio.

Yeah. Here's a chance to prove

our techniques are better than his.

Then maybe he'll stop huntin' for us.

OK, Casper. You're part of

the scream team now.

Yeah, and we're gonna teach you

all our tricks and treats of the trade.

- I'll work really hard, honest.

- That's the spirit, spirit.

Wait till Kibosh hears about this.

Major Brownie points for the sniveler!

The first thing you gotta learn

is how to go into stealth mode.

Yeah, you're way too conspicuous otherwise.

I gotta learn how to do this.

Just clear your mind. Think clear thoughts.

- Like wind.

- Or gas.

Gas? Wasn't me.

OK.

Way to go, Casper! High-five, bud!

No, over here. Higher.

Gotcha! This is so cool.

And that's just the beginning, short sheet.

But air-suckers aren't allowed for the rest.

Sorry. Union rules.

Well, I've got important stuff

of my own to do.

All right!

Thanks, Chris. See you later.

- So what's first, guys?

- Flying.

- But I only know how to hover.

- Just give us your hands.

Up, up and wail!

Couldn't we start with a stepladder?

Nonsense. The best way to learn

is the sparrow way.

- What's that?

- A good boot outta the nest!

This teachin' business is harder than it looks.

There's gotta be someone else, Angie.

- Well, there is one place we haven't tried.

- Who's that?

- Armageddon Demolition.

- Get 'em on the phone.

- Armageddon Now. Sergeant Bill Case.

- Hi, this is Tim Carson here in Deedstown.

- Sir, I've got a building I need torn down...

- I volunteer.

- You haven't seen it yet.

- No need. Natural, man-made, I make it gone.

Hold on, please.

- In your face!

- What was that?

Just a little extermination job.

Occupant has a gopher problem.

Correction. Had.

I see. So when can we meet?

Tomorrow, 1300 hours. Your HQ.

Eat your Wheaties and be sharp, soldier.

Are we insured?

Well, the flying went over like a lead coffin.

Now, I want you to go through

this wall right here.

How about I start with tissue paper

and work up?

No. Now, loosen up, champ.

Say "I am invincible."

I am... in a heap of trouble.

Stop that. Now, look at this spot

and concentrate.

- See the wall.

- I see the wall.

Now, be the wall.

- I am the wall.

- Now go through the wall.

I am going through the wall.

That's what the public wants - new faces.

OK, forget walls. Try for a good visual.

Watch me.

Heads up, bone bag!

- Now you.

- All right.

Sorry. Giraffe imitations are out this year.

Oh, rats.

Keep tryin'.

- This better be important.

- Casper's in Deedstown.

- You'll never guess who's with him.

- I hate guessing.

- Snivel?

- Sorry, Your Playful One. How foolish of me.

The answer is the ghostly trio.

- You'd better not be wrong.

- There's more!

They're teaching Casper their unorthodox

or, may I say, illegal ghostly techniques.

They hope to use Casper

to put you in your place.

Don't even say those words.

Those Halloweenies can't outteach me.

Check on their progress.

I want a full report tomorrow.

Good thing I'm already dead

or that would have killed me.

So she's not a genius,

but she moves like a gazelle.

If Maggie doesn't get into this dance club, it

could ruin her chances of going to Stanford.

I wanted to go there, it didn't work out. So

she could use a little extra help, you know?

Yes, of course. Will you excuse me?

Still no Dad, huh?

He promised he'd be here.

Well, it's still early.

- Do you want some punch?

- I already had three gallons. Thanks.

Don't worry. He'll show.

It got a bit trashed.

I thought you'd like it back.

Thanks, Jennifer.

- So which one's yours?

- Right there.

- So you really believe in all this ghost stuff?

- Sure. Don't you?

Get real.

Ghosts are all around.

You just gotta know where to look.

Well, maybe you can show me one someday.

Sure.

Sorry. I gotta go.

One, two, three, four, five, six...

All right, Tim. I'm outta here.

The Martians have escaped

from my pencil sharpener.

That's nice.

- Tim!

- What?

You really should go home and play

with your kid. He probably misses you.

Chris is fine. I've got that handled.

He knows that I'm up to my teeth in work.

And it is not as easy to be a dad and a mom.

Take it easy. I'm sorry I asked.

- And I apologize.

- It's all right, no problem.

This Applegate thing

has got me so wound up.

I know, but you really should take a break.

I wish I could. I gotta finish

these sketches for the mayor.

All right. I'll see you tomorrow.

Josh is doing very well this semester.

Really gotten his grades up.

Here's a flier. We're having a rally

to save Applegate Mansion tomorrow.

Josh, keep up the good work.

I'll see you tomorrow.

There's your flier.

You're doing very well this semester.

Thanks a lot for coming tonight.

- How you doin'?

- I knew he'd flake out.

- Well, something probably came up.

- Something always comes up.

Phantoms, poltergeists?

- Which one is your favorite?

- Banshees.

They make a lot of noise

and nobody can understand them.

They're Irish. They usually

appearjust before...

My dad thinks I have

an overactive imagination.

A good imagination is a powerful tool.

It allows us to do great things,

like saving a landmark against all odds.

I like the way you think. You know, you work

almost as hard as my dad.

Well, I'll take that as a compliment.

Let me walk you to the door.

Why don't you have your dad come for

a private conference tomorrow at four?

- This way we can all meet.

- Sure, but he'll probably just bag it again.

Sometimes I think he likes

his job more than me.

Well, he may surprise you.

- Bye, Miss Fistergraff.

- Bye, Chris. I'll see you tomorrow.

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