Halloweentown II: Kalabar's Revenge Page #5

that nothing is wrong.

You'll need a costume.

No way.

OK... he's keeping us

in here with a spell,

so maybe we can come up

with a stronger one.

Oh, our powers are draining, dear.

I'm afraid we're trapped.

But, Grandma, saying a spell backwards

can't be the only way to undo it.

Oh, rules are rules.

But rules... rules have

exceptions, right?

I mean...

like... like how hackers

get into computer programs.

They just look for the back door.

Computers have back doors?

Well, back doors are ways of getting

into a program if there's a problem.

I wonder if spells have back doors.

So you mean a way to weasel out of

the spell without actually breaking it.

Right.

Like this spell.

It's supposed to keep us

from getting outside, right?

Yeah. So?

So what if we tried to go somewhere else

other than outside?

There is nowhere else.

There's only outside and inside,

and right now, we're inside.

Time travel. Oh, Grandma,

you have a spell for that, right?

Grandma,

do you have a spell for time travel?

- Time-travel spell.

- Yeah.

Oh, I believe I do.

A lovely little poem.

Gort... Gort...

That sock doesn't match the other one.

Grandma, Grandma,

none of them match. Focus.

Come on. Ooh, I know. Here, here.

You write it down, write, write.

- What is it? What...? Just a minute.

- Give me that.

- Write it down before you forget it.

- Spell, spell. Oh...

Hurry, Grandma.

There.

It's a little fuzzy...

fuzzy there, but...

There, that's it.

That's it, that's it.

Grandma!

Can you read that?

I don't know, but here,

let's help her up.

Oh...

Gort, there are no matching socks here.

Yes, well, uh,

I have some more in the cupboard.

Well, go get them.

No. Grandma, read this spell with me.

No, go away.

We're busy.

- She's gone.

- But, Grandma, it's me - Marnie.

- Here we go.

- Grandma...

Oh, finally we can

get something accomplished.

Matching, matching.

You want the long one?

Look, we have to get out of here.

We can come back for her later.

OK.

(reading spell)

OK, I say we head back

to the mortal world.

The spell, it's coming back.

Grandma, what's happening?

It's the Gray Spell.

It's affecting me...

This is only five minutes ago.

Must not have said it right.

(reading spell)

- Aah.

- Whoa.

(grunts)

OK, I overshot just a little bit.

(reading spell)

(Marnie screams)

Luke?

Grandma?

Nice job of escaping my spell.

You have real potential, Marnie.

Where's Luke and Grandma?

And what time is it?

They're... Well, I guess you could say

I took 'em offline for the moment.

It's a simple limbo spell.

I could teach it to you later.

You better stop

breaking in on my spells, Cal.

It's against the Code of Merlin.

Nobody cares about

the Code of Merlin anymore, Marnie.

You need an update. And besides,

what do you wanna hang around

a bunch of moldy

old creatures for, anyway?

These creatures are my friends.

Your mom's about to become

a really moldy old creature.

Leave my mother alone.

Oh, yeah, that reminds me... Bye.

(reading spell)

Luke?

Luke? Luke, where...?

You know, I think I liked this place

better when it was gray.

Where is Gort?

It's almost 11:
00 in the mortal world.

We've got to find him.

(door closes)

Oh, yeah, I think you found him.

What are you doing in my house?

Um, it's OK.

Aggie sent us.

Well, that doesn't

make you welcome here.

I hate Aggie!

Don't feel bad.

He hates everyone.

Um...

Well, Aggie has

the greatest respect for you.

She does?

Yeah.

She said that you were

the smelliest, foulest,

meanest inhabitant

in all of Halloweentown.

Marnie, ixnay.

She said that?

Ehh...

She's just trying to butter me up.

No, no, no.

She meant it, really.

That's very sweet of her,

and I hate it when people are sweet!

Now get out!

I have messing up to do.

No. No, but there's

something that we need.

Oh. Well, in that case, take a number.

- I'm now serving nobody!

- Uh, but...

Little girl, you stink like a Cromwell,

and I want you out of my cottage!

OK, OK.

Nice Gort.

(growls)

Well, um, it was nice seeing your place

while it was still messy.

Wait.

What do you mean, "still messy"?

There's this thing called the Gray

Spell, you see, and in a few years,

Kalabar's son is gonna make

your whole house neat.

What?!

Aah!

(screaming)

Slow down.

Watch out. Aah!

Are you sure Mom said this was OK?

No. Grandma hasn't

taught me how to fly yet.

- What?

- It's OK.

(laughs)

Yeow!

(screaming and moaning)

- (Luke) What does it look like?

- (Marnie) It's a big leather book.

It's gotta be around here somewhere.

I can't let this happen.

My beautiful dirt cleaned?

My wonderful junk

sold in a yard sale? Oh...

Don't you have some sort of,

I don't know, a filing system?

Of course I do.

I keep all my scabs under the porch.

- Ew!

- Ugh, I'm sorry I asked.

Aah!

Hey, Spike.

My boy, my boy.

Come to Papa.

Ha-ha-ha-ha.

Yes.

OK.

Go play, but you play nice.

Ohh.

I don't think the spell book is here.

We've looked everywhere.

Maybe we came too far

back in time, maybe

before she even lost the spell book.

Well, Grandma said

she hasn't seen it for decades.

We couldn't have come back that far.

Hey, is this book you're

looking for leather?

Yes.

With some kind of

fancy writing on the front?

Biblio Magica.

Yeah.

- I remember it.

- That's really good.

Kalabar bought it from me

about 50 years ago.

That's really bad.

Kalabar must've been working on

this world-domination thing for decades.

Well, then that means Cal must've had

Grandma's other spell book all along

with the Gray Spell in it.

And the only reason

he took it out of our house...

Was to stop you from undoing the spell.

Ugh.

I can't believe it.

We came all this way for nothing.

Ohh...

([music] dance)

- Nice landing, Sophie.

- Like you could do better.

I don't see Mom.

Oh, Cindy,

I found a great costume for the dance.

Yeah? Who are you

supposed to be - El Geeko?

There she is.

Mom. Hey, Mom.

Mommy.

Sophie? Dylan?

- What are you guys doing here?

- Um...

Well, we're just rocking to the beat.

We had to talk to you.

Talk to me? About what?

How did you get here?

Alex, would you excuse us

for just a minute?

- Sure. I'll get some punch.

- Great.

- You flew here?

- Not very well.

Why would you do something like that?

Sophie wants to talk

to you about Alex.

Alex?

He's not really Cal's dad, Mom.

Oh, I see.

He's not. And who is?

Well, we kind of left

that part out before

because we didn't think you'd like it.

It's Kalabar, Mom.

- Aggie told you that.

- Marnie, but Grandma thinks so, too.

Oh, I see, and so Alex is what,

an actor that Cal hired?

Sophie has a theory.

I think he's a golem.

- A golem.

- Made of frogs.

You know, you did undo Cal's spell once.

- What do you mean?

- With me - the Gray Spell.

No, it just wore off.

It didn't wear off of Benny or Gort.

It had to have been

something you did or said.

Like what?

Well, uh, all right, you were searching

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