Halloween 8: Resurrection Page #4

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Jim?

Aaah!

Aaah!

Aah! Oh, my God!

No!

Help! Somebody!

Someone help! Oh, my God!

This isn't funny anymore!

Help me! Somebody help!

This is not funny!

Oh, my God!

Stay away from me! Aah!

Aah! Aah!

Aah!

Aah!

That was so fake.

No, no, wait.

Wait, you guys.

That really happened.

She was just killed.

Man, you're gullible.

Get outta here.

It's a good thing

there's no cameras in here.

We're wearing cameras.

Whoosh.

Aaaah!

Michael's here!

I saw him!

He's in the house!

He's here!

Oh, my God.

What's going on?

What you talking about?

Don't do this, girl.

You're bringing me down

on this beautiful evening.

There's nobody here.

You're just bugging out.

It's not funny, OK?

- Stop it, OK?

- He's down in that room.

There is 1, 2, 3, 4,

There's no Michael Myers here.

There's nobody.

Listen,

I saw him right over there.

He's in here?

Ooh. Michael Myers.

Where's Michael Myers?

Michael Myers!

I don't see nothing.

- He was in here.

- You're bringing me down.

Rudy, I saw... Aaaah!

Rudy!

Uhh! Uhh!

- F***er!

- Whoa, whoa!

Turn off the cameras!

- Get it back online.

- What's wrong?

Cut to

a different camera angle.

It's me. Freddie.

Freddie.

What the f*** are you doing?

Damn, man, you hit me...

like I murdered

your f***in' mother.

Relax, man.

I'm only tryin'

to give America a good show.

So none of

this sh*t is real, right?

Like the furniture...

the photos,

all the f***ed up toys?

It's all fake.

We've been set up.

You knew you didn't have

a show anyone would watch...

so you set us all up

at our f***ing expense, huh?

What expense

are you talkin' about?

You ain't contributed a dime

to settin' up this sh*t.

Besides, don't nobody

want to see any of y'all...

runnin' around

no empty house...

possibly comin' up

with nothing any-damn-way.

America don't like reality,

first of all.

Second of all,

they think the sh*t is boring.

They want

a little razzle-dazzle...

a little pizazz,

a little thrill in their life.

And us being the ones

that give it to 'em...

I don't see

nothin' wrong with that.

I did not sign up for this.

Y'all need to do me a favor,

all right?

Go along with this sh*t.

Don't blow it. Not now.

You really have no idea...

of how nicely

I worked things out...

so that we all can receive...

somewhat of a robust back end

when this sh*t is all over.

I don't know what you want to do

about your share...

but please

don't f*** it up for me.

I want my money, a'ight?

Now, if you don't mind,

I'd like to go...

scare the sh*t out of some more

of these motherfuckers...

so, I'm gonna get it crackin'.

Y'all do what

the f*** y'all gotta do.

See y'all. Ha ha ha ha!

- All right.

- We have it.

- Turn up the sound.

- Where'd everybody go?

Ohh.

There you are, Bill.

So what

do you guys want to do?

I don't know.

I could use the money.

No. F*** that.

I'm out.

Me too. I quit.

Boo!

She must be going

for the first internet Emmy.

You can't scare us, Jen.

You're gonna have to do

better than that.

You too, Freddie.

Aaaaaaah!

- Eww!

- How'd they do that?

- Digital effects.

- No, it isn't!

Hello. 911?

Oh, my God.

- It's locked!

- F***.

Go in there!

Go in there now!

Jim, run! Run!

Ah!

Oh! Aah!

Uhh.

Hey, Michael!

Yeah, I'm talking to you.

You want a piece of me?

You should try a little less

protein in your diet.

Control some

of that aggression, huh?

Want some of this, huh?

I know what 911 is for!

This is an emergency.

It's not a hoax.

Motherf***er, come on.

Trying to f***ing kill me?

Come on!

You like sushi, motherf***er?!

You gonna f***ing kill me?

Oh, sh*t.

Somebody...

somebody out there,

please help us.

Somebody, please help us.

She really is

a very talented actress.

Deckard.

Deckard, if you're there,

please let me know.

Who's Deckard?

Myles is Deckard.

What do you mean?

Deckard,

he's killing all of us.

He's killing us.

There he is!

Upper right!

- Zoom in!

- Go to the other camera.

Tell her

he's coming up the stairs.

This isn't funny anymore!

Do something!

Aah!

- He heard her!

- Oh, my God.

He's at the door!

Get her out!

Oh, my God.

- No!

- It's too high!

No!

Aaah!

I can't see you!

Deckard, where is he?

Tell her to go!

- Now's her chance.

- Come on, go!

My God. Everybody's dead.

Where is he?

I don't know.

We got to get the f***

outta here now.

Come on. Let's go.

Oh, sh*t.

Aaah!

So, you want to be

on Dangertainment?

Let's see what you got.

Waa... hyah!

Hyah!

Aah!

Yo, Mike, come see me.

Michael, come and see me!

Look at me!

You wanna f*** with me, huh?

You motherf***er.

Haaa-yah!

Let's get outta here.

Come on.

You all right?

I saw his room.

He's been living underneath

this f***ing house...

for who knows how long.

Probably the last 20 years.

Come on.

I swear on my soul...

I had no idea.

I swear.

Aw, sh*t.

Come on. Let's go.

Oh, my God.

He cut the cable.

Where the f*** is he?

This is bad.

Deckard, where is he?

- No!

- Run! Oh!

Aah!

No.

Uhh.

Oh, no.

Aaaah!

Uhh!

Aah!

Aah!

Uhh.

You bastard!

This is for Jen!

This is for Rudy!

For all of them!

Oh, sh*t.

Aah!

Aah!

Trick or treat, motherf***er.

Aaaah!

No!

No!

Aah!

Uhh!

Aaah!

Ohh!

Burn, motherf***er! Burn!

Sara!

Come on, come on!

Uhh!

Hey, Mikey!

Happy f***ing Halloween!

Sara? Sara Moyer?

- Sara?

- Can we get a statement?

Hey, we can go live now.

What happened

with Michael Myers?

Thank you, Deckard.

You saved my life.

What's it feel like

to be a hero, Sara?

How does it feel now

that it's all over?

What makes you so sure

it's over?

Excuse me.

- Watch the camera!

- No more cameras!

Dangertainment

is off the air.

Why don't

y'all show some respect?

Mr. Harris, would you like

to make a statement?

What can you tell us

about Michael Myers?

Michael Myers

is not a sound bite...

a spin-off, a tie-in,

some celebrity scandal.

Michael Myers is a killer shark

in baggy-ass overalls...

that gets his kicks

off of killing...

everything and everyone

that he comes across.

That's all.

We're done dancing

for these cameras.

Let's get outta here, Sara.

But how are you

feeling right now?

Heh.

How am I feelin' now?

You wanna know how

I'm feelin' right now?

Feel this!

My camera!

That's him, isn't it?

I want to see his face.

I want to warn you, ma'am,

it's not a pretty sight.

All right.

Come on, back it off.

Let's go.

Wow.

You're lookin' a little crispy

over there, Mikey.

Like some chicken-fried

motherf***er.

Well, may he never,

ever rest in peace.

Hey, how's it going?

You've gotta be kidding me.

Another one?

It's your lucky night.

You got a celebrity.

Ooh, let me get

my autograph book.

I'm not kidding.

It's Michael Myers.

What?

Get me a copy

of that autograph.

- Yeah, sure.

- Ha ha!

It's cracking me up.

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