Halloween II
Do you like your present?
Yeah.
What's wrong, Michael?
It reminds me of something.
What? What does it remind you of?
Just a dream that I had last night.
What kind of dream? Was it
a good dream or was it a bad dream?
It was a good dream.
A really good dream.
You were dressed in all white,
like a ghost.
Like a really beautiful ghost.
You were walking down this white
hallway with this big white horse...
...saying you were gonna
come and take me back home.
I wish I could take you home, honey.
I miss you there.
I miss you too.
Whenever you look at the horse,
you can think of Mommy, okay?
- Okay.
- Okay.
- Are you ticklish?
- No.
- I forgot. I thought you were.
- No, I'm not.
Yes, you are.
That's the face I wanna see.
- Okay? Cheer up.
- Okay.
- All right.
- Okay. No more gloom.
- Okay.
- Okay.
Laurie?
Laurie, is that you?
Laurie? Laurie?
Stop, stop. Stop, stop, sweetie.
Stop.
Stop. It's Sheriff Brackett.
Laurie, give me the gun.
That's it. Just give me the gun.
That's it. Easy.
Easy, sweetie. Easy.
I killed him.
The man.
I climbed in the wall, I fell.
Okay. All right, sweetie.
- Sweetie. It's okay.
- I killed him.
- I killed him.
- It's okay. It's all right. It's all right.
I want you to come with me, okay?
Please!
What is happening? Where am I?
Where am I?
We're gonna need Neuro,
Ortho, Trauma, X-ray!
Am l-? Am I gonna die?
Am I gonna die?!
Am l-? Am I gonna die?
Heads up, everybody.
Clear. Make a path.
We're losing him.
Altered mental status...
...unknown injury.
BP is 79 over 40.
On my count we're gonna move her.
Ready?
And one, two, three.
We need CBC chem panel.
Hooks.
How many?
Two.
They heavy?
What the hell happened
to this kid anyway?
I don't know. I thought it was
a car accident. I'm very confused.
At least Neurosurgery
cleared her head.
- We don't have to do anything with that.
- Right.
She's gonna need Plastic, but that's
the least of her worries right now.
- Come on.
- Pull me down the stairs.
- Lift up your end.
- Come on, pull it up.
Cut.
On three. Nice and easy.
One, two, three!
- Let's go feet first.
- Feels like he's made of lead.
Wait, wait, wait. Pick him up.
Oh, Jesus Christ.
He weighs a ton.
Looks good.
It'll hold. At least for now.
Strap him down tight.
I don't need that behemoth
banging around back there.
Yeah, yeah, yeah. This ain't
my first f***ing corpse, rodeo.
Just close it up when you're done.
When the boys get him
over to county...
...make sure that
they lock the place up tight.
I don't want any surprises
till I get there in the morning.
No problem. On first sight...
...I'd say cause of death
is fairly obvious.
I'd say that there's nothing obvious
about anything that happened tonight.
Not a goddamn thing.
The son of a b*tch was heavy, huh?
SiX guys to lift one stiff.
That's one for the books.
Technically, five guys and a girl.
Whatever.
Did you get a look
at the naked chick?
Man, she was F-l-N-E, fine.
a couple of meat wagon boys...
...f***ing corpses over in EsseX.
I ain't never had the urge till tonight.
Whoa, whoa, hey, hey, whoa!
Come on!
Brackett even thinks he hears you
joking about that...
...and you're out of here on your ass.
- I wouldn't ever do it.
- Oh, yeah?
- I'm just saying.
Nice little titties hanging out.
- Come on, that's disgusting. Stop it.
- I got wood just Ziploc'ing her up.
Stop. Shut up. Please.
I'm just saying, man.
Hey.
What's the difference
between jam and jelly?
I don't know. What?
You can't jelly your cock
up a dead girl's ass.
I knew that one.
Cow! Cow!
Sh*t. Oh, sh*t.
Oh, f***. Hooks. Hooks.
Hooks. Hooks.
F***! F***! F***!
F***! F***. F***.
Oh, God.
F***. F***.
F***!
Oh, f***!
Help me! Help me!
Hooks.
Hooks, Hooks, Hooks.
Hooks, Hooks.
Help me. Help please.
Help me.
Help. Help.
Please, help. Help me!
Help me. Hey.
So I told her. I said, "Girl, if you think
I'm letting you handle Thanksgiving...
...then I'm ordering Chinese."
Octavia, it's a pleasure that
you're embracing life this way.
- I love seeing you.
- Not the dog!
- That yapping dog that peed...
...all over my new couch.
You are gonna have to
cook that dog for Thanksgiving.
Honey, I'm gonna leave.
- Hold down the fort.
- All right, doc.
- I'll see you tomorrow.
- Good night.
Annie?
Oh, Annie.
Oh, baby.
Oh, Annie.
Oh, Annie. Please don't die.
Please, please, please don't die.
Please, Miss Strode.
You cannot be in here.
I just wanted to sit here with her.
Please, I won't bother her.
You need to go to your own room.
- You need rest as much as she does.
- A few minutes.
Just a few minutes. Please.
Come on.
Let's get you back into bed.
You're doing good, sweetie.
Doing good. All right.
Nurse Daniels, please report to
Emergency Room A.
- You need help getting to your room?
- I'm fine.
Nurse Daniels, please report to
Emergency Room A.
Nurse, I...
I need something for my head.
Hello?
Nurse, I need something
for my head.
Help!
Help!
Help! Somebody! Please!
Help! Help!
Help, somebody!
Help, somebody!
Please!
Help!
Somebody, please.
Help me!
Help!
Help!
Oh, goddamn it.
This is just f***ing great.
- Help me, please! Help me!
- Oh, my God!
What the Christ are you doing here?
You're gonna freeze your ass off
out here.
- Please! Please! Please!
- Here, easy.
- Look, just sit down. Here, here.
- Please!
Put this on before they blame me
for you catching pneumonia.
The nurse is dead. The nurse is-
No, no, it's going to be okay.
Listen, it's going to be all right.
I work here. My name is Buddy.
- Okay, it's going to be fine.
- No, it's not.
I've gotta get you back.
- Just let me go get my car, okay?
- Please! Please!
- It'll just take a second.
- No, no!
No, honey, it'll just take a second.
- The car is right out there.
Look, look, here. Here, here.
Just drink what's left of this
till I get back, okay?
Okay? And I promise,
I'll be back in just a second.
- No, please.
- Nobody's gonna hurt you, honey.
It'll be all right. Here,
I'm gonna lock this door, okay?
One second...
...and then I will pull up
right here, okay?
All right.
Buddy!
Buddy, please.
Buddy, please come back!
Buddy!
Buddy!
I'm sorry.
This old car doesn't always
like to start...
...especially in the rain.
Everything will be fine, okay?
No! Buddy!
Somebody! Somebody, please!
Help me! Help me, please!
No!
Come on.
He's dead.
He's f***ing dead.
Oh, f***.
Oh, God.
I am running ragged this morning.
- Morning.
- Running ragged.
Good morning.
- Did you hear Laurie last night?
- Yes, Dad.
I hear her every night. Please,
God, don't say anything to her.
I won't. I won't.
Want some egg whites?
No. I think I'm gonna get me one
of them sticky buns on the way in.
That's great. Pastry for breakfast.
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