Casper
- PG
- Year:
- 1995
- 100 min
- 3,559 Views
Okay. One picture
and we're history.
That's what I'm afraid of.
Come on.
Oh, man, do we
have to do this?
You want everyone at school
to think we're chicken?
I could live with that.
You wuss. Come on.
Oh, whoa!
Oh, man!
I- I don't see anything.
Do you?
No, I don't
see anything.
Let's just take the picture
and get outta here.
Fine, fine. Here,
take the picture.
Now, wait a minute. I gotta be in the picture
too, or no one will believe I was here.
Just shut up and take the
picture. No, you take the picture.
You take it.
You!
Guys, guys, don't fight.
I'll take the picture.
Say cheese!
A ghost!
And to the Save The Dolphins
Foundation:
$11 million.To the Save The Pumas
Foundation:
$1.2 million.To the Patagonian Wasp
Salvation Fund:
$1.4 million.To the Dyslexic
Dalmatians Foundation:4...
To hell with the livestock.
What'd the old stiff leave me?
Um, I believe that
what the bereaved...
is trying to express
is that the sudden death...
of her only father has
left a great gaping void...
in her bank...
in her life.
Carrigan wonders what he has
left her to fill it up with.
Hmm. Let's see.
Bobcats, owls,
snakes.
Daughter:
Carrigan.Whipstaff Manor in Maine.
And?
And I'm late for lunch,
so if you'll excuse me.
Are you trying to tell me that
I just spent the last two days...
holding his clammy hand,
waiting for him to kick,
and all I get in return
is one lousy piece of property?
No, it was lousy 50 years ago.
Now it's condemned.
Enjoy.
Wait a minute!
This is not fair!
I'll contest it, then I'm gonna drag you and
every one of those damn dolphins into court!
Knock yourself out.
Dibs! This is all
your fault, as usual.
If you would have just
forged the damn will.
Carrigan, this is
condemned seafront property.
Oh, Dibs!
Don't you get it?
Flipper got more money
than me.
Carrigan,
the deed's in there!
Oh! Ouch!
Ow. Ouch!
"Buccaneers
and buried gold.
Whipstaff doth
a treasure hold."
Treasure? Dibs, you idiot! Get it out!
I knew that place was worth something.
There's treasure in that house.
And finally, I'm gonna
get what I deserve.
Carrigan, I think I need a doctor.
Oh, there's plenty in Maine.
So... what do you think?
I think you're
gonna get wet.
Hey! Wait!
Carrigan!
Carrigan!
Dibs, light, light!
What a dump.
Wow. Wow!
This place is fabulous. You
could just do so much with it.
I mean, it's a bit spooky. Dibs.
Aaah! Aaah!
Hello.
Huh?
Who is it?
Who is it?
Afraid I can't
answer that.
Why not?
Why not?
It's kind of hard
to explain. Uh...
Is he the caretaker?
Are you the caretaker?
No!
Is he a transient?
Is he... Are you a
transient? No, not exactly.
Tell him to show himself. Show yourself!
Here's the thing.
If I do, don't scream, okay?
I get that a lot.
Are you a burglar? I must
warn you that I am armed.
Hello?
Listen!
If you don't show yourself, I'm gonna
have you arrested for trespassing!
Okay, okay. Geez, calm down, lady.
Here I come!
Hi! I'm Casper!
You shouldn't do that
or you'll wake up--
Too late.
So tell me,
you have experience?
I have-a quite a bit
of experience.
Not, you know,
like, exactly doin' it.
But I've studied it, and I've
talked to people who have done it.
I've-a seen videos, and I feel very
confident with-a my knowledge...
I could do it,
no problem.
Then you can handle
this? It's-a no problem.
It's-a like no problem whatsoever.
Piece of cake. Piece of crumb cake.
Well?
How did it go?
Oh, it was-a fine. Was, uh,
no problem. Piece of cake.
Who you gonna call?
Someone else.
What do we do now?
What do I usually do when
something stands in my way?
Check those fuses!
Um, are you sure we're not
going a tad overboard here?
Dibs, I have huffed and puffed.
Now I want to rip this place down.
I want my treasure--
People, people, please!
You're sweaty male
construction types!
Dibs, do something.
Charlie, quick, keep runnin'!
Don't look back! Run, Charlie, run!
Wait, wait. They were
just kidding. Honest!
Oh, every time.
All I want's a friend.
Did you ever feel the way
Priscilla Cow felt?
That you'd like to be
completely different?
Almost everybody feels
like that once in a while.
But most of the time, I hope
you can be glad to be yourself.
That's really
something to celebrate.
A g-g-ghost!
More on the Pentagon playboys
as the story unfolds, but now:
Step aside, Sigmund Freud.
Jump back, Joyce Brothers.
It's Dr. James Harvey,
therapist to the dead?
Are you depressed, anxious?
Are you lonely?
Do you need someone to talk to?
No problem,
if you're a ghost.
You can call them ghosts,
if you like, or as I prefer,
the living impaired.
But the bottom line is,
they need help sometimes.
Just like the rest of us.
After the sudden, unexpected
death of his wife Amelia,
Dr. Harvey gave up conventional psychiatry
and, some say, conventional sanity.
Now, along with his loner
daughter, Kat... short for Kathy...
Doc Harvey travels from town to town,
searching for paranoid poltergeists,
scared specters,
the depressed and the dead.
How do you feel about what
your father does for a living?
Could you please
not ask me any questions?
Do you believe in ghosts? Ever seen
one? Does your father ever hurt you?
He's my father.
Could you just talk to us?
Look, it's the first day of school.
I'm sure I'm gonna have homework,
so would you please?
Carrigan.
What part don't
you understand?
But who is this man...
No, not "I ate fish." I hate
fish. Don't you have cows here?
Listen, I have had
a long and trying day.
Do you think you could bring me a pint of
Haagen-Dazs ice cream, rum raisin, and a Diet Pepsi?
Think you can handle that?
Now you want me to hold.
Fine.
With therapy, they can
begin to process this pain.
They can pack up their emotional
baggage, and they can move on.
My Harry passed away
five years ago,
but he was so miserable, his
spirit wouldn't leave the apartment.
So I called Dr. Harvey.
He came over.
And in a few weeks,
Harry left, smiling.
The living impaired
My question is,
what's haunting them?
It's a lack of resolution.
Ghosts are simply spirits without
resolution, with unfinished business.
It's my job to find out
what that is.
And so Dr. Harvey continues his work,
dragging his daughter along for the ride.
This week they're in Santa Fe.
But next week? Boo knows?
Now, from the ghost shrink to
shrinking thighs. Yes, I'm still here.
- The miracle fat cream
experiment, next. - Get me Santa Fe.
# That's life #
# That's life #
# That's life #
# That's what
all the people say #
# You're ridin' high in April
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