Ghost Patrol Page #4

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Harper? Wait for me!

[screeching]

Happy now?

I present to you... Geist Manor!

[clients murmur]

Oh, my.

Oh, sure, it needs a little updating,

but this house been here

for nearly 200 years.

You would be owning a piece of history!

[distant scream echoes]

Oh, I'm sure that's just

the house settling.

[screaming]

Get 'em off! Get 'em off!

Why won't you help me?

What are you talking about?

I don't see anything.

[screeching]

Hey, watch the hair!

Hmm.

My hair's gone!

My beautiful, beautiful hair!

[sobbing]

Oh, this is a disaster!

They won't stop until they scare the life

out of every single person!

Once they're done with this manor,

they'll take over the town!

Then the country!

Then the world!

We can help.

[Spooky whines]

Eh... yeah.

Do you really think

two ragamuffins

and an overgrown squirrel

are any match for these phantasms?

But we can't let those demon brains

take over!

And we've been ghost hunting

a long time.

Mr. Geist, we need to make this right.

Well...

if you're truly bound and determined, I...

[chuckles] Come with me!

And they don't make banisters

like this anymore!

[chuckles, moans]

[Marco yelling] I'm bald!

[panting]

Marco? What are you doing here?

I'm bald! [sobs]

Follically challenged! I'm bald! Bald!

Harper, what's he talking about?

[stammering]

Creepy c-c-crawlies!

They're everywhere!

Everywhere! Everywhere!

I can't take it, I can't take it!

[wails]

[demons screeching]

[all gasp]

[woman] Ghosts!

There are ghosts in this house!

[growling]

Whoa!

[snarling]

[screaming]

What in the...?

No! Aunt Lulabell, no kissy kissy!

[wails]

[screams]

[growls]

[yelps]

Oh, no...!

Rr-rowl!

Now, these extractors,

each in their unique way

can immobilize and capture the phantasms.

Okay. Perfect.

However, they are completely harmless

to the living.

Harmless. Gotcha.

- Ready?

- No.

Good.

[yelps]

Whoo-hoo!

Party's over, fish brains!

[clatters]

- We're toast.

- Watch out!

- [whirring]

- Whoa!

[whirring]

Whoa!

Ugh!

At least yours does something!

What am I supposed to with...?

[yelps]

[Gabi squeals]

Whoa!

- Er-rr?

- [shrieking]

[growls]

[whimpers]

[beeping]

[groans]

Rr-rr?

Good squirrel.

[barks]

[people yelling]

Whoa!

Good grief.

[clicks]

Yeah!

[barks]

[zapping]

[Spooky barks]

Whoa!

[chuckles]

All right!

That was good!

But let's not get ahead of ourselves.

- [gasps]

- [shrieking]

[yelps]

- [Mrs. Flores yelling]

- Mom!

If no one buys this house,

I'll lose my job!

Our whole family will be run out of town!

[gasps]

We'll have to eat worms to survive!

[sobbing]

Oh, what kind of mother would I be?

- Mom! That doesn't even make sense!

- [gasping]

Please! Don't let my family eat worms!

My beautiful hair! No!

[sobbing]

[moans] Ew! Ew!

There's gotta be a way to help them.

Colonel Geist said our weapons

don't have any affect the living.

Oof!

Uh... try yours.

[whirring]

[gasps]

Huh...?

- I just had the worst dream ever.

- No, I did.

[gasps]

I missed you so much.

- [demons screeching]

- [screaming]

Incoming!

[snarling]

- Whoa!

- [demons screeching]

[yelping]

We take back everything

we ever said about the Ghost Patrol!

- Ghosts are real!

- Absolutely, completely real!

- You guys are the coolest!

- Ghost Patrol rocks!

- We'll never make fun of you again!

- Anything you want us to do,

- just name it!

- Anything! Anything at all!

A little help would be nice.

We'll handle the phantasms,

and you show people the door.

- You got it, little brother.

- We're on it.

And don't let the phantasms get you again!

No prob!

[thumps]

No! I can't swim!

The water will ruin my suit!

This is not the house you're looking for.

You should just leave.

[slams]

I don't think this is the house

I'm looking for. I should just leave.

Help! Help! Oh, help!

[whirring]

Mrs. Choi! You're okay!

You're not possessed!

I know. I was feeling left out.

And the square footage gives you

plenty of room for a growing family.

[man whimpering]

Oh, no more lip gloss! No!

[whimpering]

[whirring]

[Harper] Hey!

Goodbye!

- No, thank you.

- Goodbye!

I don't think so!

[yelping]

So, wanna go to the mall

and never speak of this again?

Uh-huh.

[screeches]

[buzzing]

[screeches]

[grunts]

- [grunts]

- [whirring]

You kids have become quite adept.

Thanks.

I think?

[yelling]

Won't anybody buy this house?!

[panting]

[whirring]

Mom, are you okay?

[sighing]

[gasps]

Is that a ghost?

Mom, this is Colonel Geist.

Colonel, this is my mom.

I thought all this ghost stuff

was in your imagination.

I assure you, madam, I'm quite a reality.

So that's it? We got them all?

[sniffing]

[barks]

Whew.

[phone beeps]

Eh? What are you doing?

- Hitting "delete."

- We're "taking out the film."

But... but why?

Because it's the right thing to do.

Plus, we love a good conspiracy.

[laughing] Thank you.

You did admirable work today.

Might you consider

a permanent partnership?

- Teaming up with a ghost?

- Oh, we are so in!

[barks]

[chuckles]

Well, our first order of business

is what to do

with that "For Sale" sign outside.

[gasps]

Why don't you buy the house?

Yeah! With all those antiques and jewels

you've got upstairs,

you've gotta be loaded.

I would, if it weren't the fact that...

I'm not alive.

Actually, Colonel,

I can help you with that.

I can set up a partnership

in the name of the Ghost Patrol.

[both] Yes!

[Gabi squeals]

You, of course,

would be a... invisible partner.

Well, I'm intrigued, madam!

I see this as the perfect location

for the new headquarters.

We could start fixing it up,

modernize the decor,

and of course estate-wide Wi-Fi...

So, turns out you were right all along.

About what?

The conspiracy.

What conspiracy?

[panting]

Right.

[laughing]

[both] Yeah!

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