Ghost Patrol Page #3

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- That's concerning.

- We've got it on the run!

[barks]

[screaming]

[voice wails] Leave this place!

[gasps] We're trying!

[yelling]

[twangs]

[grunting]

[screeching, rattling]

[screaming]

[cackling]

Wait a minute.

[cackling]

It's plastic.

And hardly a ghost.

[yelling]

[Marco whimpering]

[wailing]

[whispers]

Hey. I don't think this is the way out.

Shh!

[cackling]

- Speakers.

- [Spooky sniffing]

Here's the "floating candle."

- And our mysterious mist.

- [hisses]

The only thing missing is bedsheets

with the eyeholes cut out.

Like these?

I can't believe

I let this fake stuff scare me!

Who would do that?

[barks]

- [Gabi] Here's a clue.

- [panting]

[both]

Harper and Marco.

- So they were the ones who called us.

- And we fell for it.

We should've known

it was too good to be true.

- [whimpers]

- [Gabi] I was really, really hoping

that this time we were gonna see

an actual ghost.

[voice] Oh, were you now?

[howls]

- Yeah, right.

- Come on.

[gasps, stammers]

I beg your pardon?!

[loudly]

Harper! Marco! The joke's over!

We're not falling for this

obviously fake ghost!

[stammers]

But... but...! Who are you calling fake,

you... you disrespectful

whippersnappers?

[laughing]

[both]

"Whippersnappers"?

[Spencer chuckles]

Yes, whippersnappers!

You miniature malcontents!

At least this thing

looks better than that plastic skeleton.

It looks almost authentic.

I'm sure it's just

a film projection or something.

It looks like they forgot the bottom half.

[growls]

[yelps]

[barks, growls]

Spooky, don't be scared.

He's just a movie.

I am the ghost

of Colonel Walter Beaufort Geist!

Oh, yeah?

Well, if you are a ghost, prove it.

Like this?

[Colonel howls]

Oo-oo-ooh...?

[mock yawning]

[grunts]

[howls]

[both] Lame.

Rr-rowl?

[barks]

Hey, whoa, Spooky, calm down.

[growls]

See, Spooky, there's nothing...

- [scanner whining, beeping]

- Huh. That's weird.

[beeping]

- [beeping]

- Uh...

Gabi...?

[gulps]

This is a... real ghost.

Huh?

You're sure?

[barks]

Yep.

I told you.

[barks]

Now, get out!

- Awesome!

- Cool!

[moans]

You're not frightened?

Sorry, Colonel,

you picked the wrong kids to scare.

We're the Ghost Patrol.

[gasps]

And we're about to be the first

to get photographic proof...

[both]

That ghosts exist!

Uh... [grunts]

- [camera beeps, clicks]

- [Colonel] Stop!

Stop that! Argh!

Cease! Don't!

[cameras beeping, clicking]

- You heard me, cease and desist!

- [camera beeps, clicks]

[grunts]

- I said, stop that this instant!

- Hey, give those back!

No photographs!

But that's our proof!

You're not going to prove

anything to anyone!

[stammers]

How does one get the film

out of these devices?

Film? Dude, no one's used film

in like, a hundred years.

- More like 20.

- Eh, same thing.

Then I must confiscate your cameras.

- Hey! That's ours!

- Give those back!

[barking]

[barking]

Let's go!

[barks]

Down here!

[growls, barks]

[Gabi] Find him, Spooky!

[sniffing]

[scratching]

- [Colonel] I told you to leave this place!

- [yelling]

Ahem.

Did you really expect that to work?

Aw, come on!

Hey, where are the cameras?

I have hidden them,

and I am not going to tell you where.

- Give 'em back!

- Never!

Then you asked for it!

This might sting a little.

No, no. No, no.

[laughing]

Stop! Stop, that tickles!

[laughing]

Guess yours doesn't work either.

[sniffing]

[growls, sneezes]

[humming, ringing]

[humming, ringing]

[rattles]

Rr-rowl?

[laughing]

[both] Whoa!

[laughing]

Oh, stop! Get away from there!

[laughing]

[gasps]

- What is this thing?

- This must be worth a fortune.

[yells] Do not touch that!

[grunts]

[growls]

What, this?

[stammers]

Hand that over, now!

Sure. Just give us our cameras back.

No!

Then "no" back at you.

[growls]

I'm warning you.

You know, Gabi.

There must be

something very valuable in there.

Hmm!

I wonder what it could be.

[clasp snaps, growling within]

Whatever you do, do not open that!

Spence!

[snarling]

[gasps]

[yelling]

[snarling]

[shrieks]

[screaming]

[barking]

[shrieks]

[shrieks]

[shrieking]

[growls]

[shudders]

Was that real enough for you?

What was that thing?

And what is that?

My demon hunting equipment.

Say what, now?

[sighs]

Since my death,

I was recruited as a member

of the Eternal Guardsmen,

an organization

that protects the living from demons,

and keeps our existence a secret.

I knew it! There is a conspiracy.

- Did the government recruit you?

- I am not at liberty to say.

[Gabi humming]

Mm-hmm, mm-hmm.

You just made her day.

So you're ghosts... who hunt ghosts?

Ghosts? [laughs]

I am a ghost. They are phantasms.

Demons who manifest nightmares

and feed on fear.

[whimpers]

Oh, that was pretty intense.

Oh, what you just witnessed was nothing.

A phantasm can enter through your eyes,

taking control of your brain

to make you see your darkest fears.

Whoa!

Yikes!

We have to get a picture.

[stammers] Wh... what? What!

You wanted to see a real ghost!

Well, now that you have, you must go!

Find the cameras!

They've gotta be around here somewhere!

- Uh-huh!

- [barks]

Am I not here?

Can you not see me? Am I invisible?

[creaking]

- The coast is clear.

- [creaks]

[all grunting]

- [groaning]

- [barks]

- [gasps] Marco, let me use your phone!

- Hey!

You owe me after that prank you pulled.

Good thinking! Call your cell

and we can follow the RINGTONE.

- Technology, one. Crusty old ghost, zero.

- [ringing]

- [Harper, Marco] Ghost?

- Shh!

[eerie RINGTONE playing]

Thanks, bro.

- That's my cue to leave.

- Take me with you!

[RINGTONE continues]

Got 'em!

[RINGTONE continues]

[RINGTONE plays, buzzes]

- [beeping]

- Oh, yes.

Oh, no.

Oh, you have got to be kidding me!

Well, your Mom said

nobody wanted to buy this place.

What are the chances

anyone's gonna show up?

- [car horns honking]

- [tires screeching]

["La Cucaracha car horn plays]

Oh, boy.

Eh...?

- [muttering]

- [car horn honking]

[stammering]

What fresh nuisance is this?

[growls]

[muttering]

Are you two still here?

[screaming]

- [crickets chirping]

- [car remote beeps]

Oh, hello, thank you for coming!

Right this way! Thank you so much.

Oh, I have just got to find

a new place to live.

My current house has...

- Hmm?

- [whispers] ...ghosts.

Uh...

Oh, interesting.

We better get some photos

before Mom knows we're here.

[door opens]

[barking echoes]

Oh, come on!

[panting]

Whoa!

Look at all this stuff!

How much do you think it's worth?

Hey, what's this?

[panting]

[gasping]

[snaps]

[all] Don't open that bag!

[demons shrieking]

[demons chattering]

[yelps]

[gasps]

[whimpers]

[gasps]

Whoa!

Harper, look out!

Huh?

[growls]

[buzzing]

[screaming]

Bug! Bugs! Bug!

[yelping]

Get 'em off! Get 'em off me!

[wails]

Harper, what's wrong?

[screeches]

It's a nightmare. Only she can see it.

The more fear they create,

the more they multiply.

[wailing]

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