Jim Henson's Turkey Hollow Page #4

I'm pretty sure

that's no weasel.

Hey! Hey,

little guy.

Tim, what are you doing?

It's okay.

It's... It's okay.

It's okay. I'm not

going to hurt you.

Good job.

Now touch your nose.

What are you doing?

I'm testing its intelligence.

Can you dance?

I think it's safe to say

your intelligence is about even.

Squonk, squonk!

Shut up!

There's another one.

Burble.

Zorp!

Thrinng!

Oh, great!

Great,

it's a whole nest of them!

Seriously, what are they?

Okay, let's think about

this scientifically.

They're either

aliens, mutants...

or monsters.

Squonk.

Was that a "yes"?

- Squonk!

- Burble.

- Zorp!

- Thrinng!

Do you think they're dangerous?

No, I think they're

introducing themselves!

Squonk, burble,

zorp, and thrinng!

Just like it said

in uncle Ned's journal!

I think uncle Ned

invented the jibberator

To communicate with them,

Not to defend against them.

Squonk!

- Burble.

- Zorp, zorp...

thrinng, thrinng!

Okay, I am prepared

To believe anything

at this point.

Okay.

My name is Tim Emmerson.

This is my sister, Annie.

We're here to find

the howling hoodoo.

He's a monster,

much like yourselves,

But he's 10 feet tall,

With razor-Sharp claws

and fangs like a...

what is it?

Do you guys know

about the hoodoo?

I think that's a yes...

or they need to pee.

Can you...

help us find him?

No!

They are terrified!

When a bunch of monsters

are scared of something,

What does that tell you?

Okay. Okay,

listen, listen.

I can see that you're

scared of the hoodoo.

We're scared, too.

But the thing is...

our aunt Cly's farm is at stake.

And I'm going

to find this hoodoo,

Even if I end up

dead and dismembered

In the middle of nowhere...

no, finding the monster

That a bunch of monsters

are scared of

Is not the take-Away

from this little chat.

I understand

If you don't want

to join us, Annie.

But... we don't have long,

And we're going to need

all the help we can get.

So please think about it.

- Squonk.

- Burble.

Zorp.

Thrinng!

Thank you.

We won't forget this.

Wait, what?

Lead the way.

No, no, hold on!

Did I miss something?

They vowed

their allegiance to us.

Did they? Really?

You speak monster now?

Squonk!

Dad's gonna kill me.

Well, good afternoon.

Somebody needed

their beauty sleep.

Can I get you some tea?

Ugh, just some espresso,

if you have it.

I got tea.

Then I'm good.

Did you get any sleep at all?

No, I'll sleep

when this presentation's done.

You know, I respect

anybody who works hard

And provides for their family,

But there's a fine line

Between providing...

and hiding.

No, that...

this isn't for me.

I figure if I can get

this presentation done today,

Maybe I can ask my boss

for an advance of ten grand.

I mean, it's a long shot, but...

no! Ronnie!

This is not your responsibility.

How can you say that?

You wouldn't be in this mess

If I didn't show up

at your doorstep

With my kids in tow.

This is my fault, and I...

no, it's no one's fault

but Ned's!

I loved him,

But...

he was a financial catastrophe.

He spent all his time

Looking after

his hairy little sidekicks

Instead of tending to this farm.

Sidekicks?

And then he goes

and checks out early

And leaves me to look after

the whole place alone.

Aunt Cly...

you're not by yourself.

I'm not going

to let you lose this place.

All right, that's enough

of my belly-Aching.

The universe will provide

for me.

She always does.

And if she doesn't this time,

well...

I'll just have

to move in with you.

How do you like that?

I'm going to go

light some incense,

Wake those kids up.

- Ron!

- Yeah?

- Where are the kids?

- I don't know.

Well, they're gone.

Gone?

"October 1st, 1975.

"Six months of exploration,

"And I have yet to make contact

"With the mythical hoodoo.

"But I can't shake the feeling

"That this forest

has a mind of its own.

Even the pumpkins

are watching me."

Wait, let me see.

"Even the pumpkins

are watching me."

Period.

Look, see,

that's the kind of crazy

That warrants

some exclamation points.

Except...

it's not crazy.

Look.

Pumpkins?

Pumpkins with faces!

I swear, if this thing

starts talking,

I am officially done

for the day.

Thank god.

Oh, sheriff.

Thank you for coming.

Sorry it took so long

to get here, Cly.

It's the turkey-Calling

contest today,

And the traffic was terrible.

Yeah.

Any-Whoozle, I was looking

over the town charter,

And I wish there was some kind

of wiggle room,

But as you know,

Sump's a pretty big wheel

in this town.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, it's okay.

That's not why I called you.

There's a more pressing matter

at hand.

More pressing

than losing the farm?

Yup.

My nephew's kids are missing.

Yeah.

Apparently,

they're breaking laws

As a team now.

Aunt Cly!

I found something.

Should have seen this one

coming.

"Off to find the howling hoodoo!

But don't worry.

I'm armed!"

Where'd you find this?

Look at this.

I think old Ned would've made

a fine detective.

Yeah, there's a lot

of gear missing.

Ned's journal, too.

Those kids are

in that forest, all right.

I can't believe

That Tim would pull

this stunt again,

Especially after last night!

And Annie should know better.

She's older and smarter!

No... no, no.

Well, at least

we know where they are.

They will come wandering back

when they get cold or hungry

They're in trouble.

Yeah, you're damn right

they're in trouble.

Annie, I'm going to ground her

for a month...

No, I mean, your kids

are in danger, Mr. Emmerson.

The hoodoo is out there.

The hoodoo?

Really?

Sheriff, come on.

What, don't tell me

That you believe

in that thing, too!

I didn't...

until I saw him myself.

With my own two eyes.

It was a few years ago.

I was on a rescue mission,

Looking for a lost hiker.

The valley mists were thick

as chowder.

It was probably 2:00 a.m.,

And my flashlight

started acting up.

I was just about

to call it a night...

when I heard

the weirdest sounds.

Not normal animal sounds.

They were weird calls or cries.

I get goosebumps

just remembering.

And that's when I saw him.

He was standing there,

right in front of me,

10 feet tall.

And when he howled,

He sounded

like the devil himself.

Well, I ran like hell

and never looked back.

And I haven't set foot

in those woods since that night.

Hold on.

Sheriff, you honestly expect me

to believe

That there's a giant creature

out there?

Look around you,

Mr. Emmerson.

There's years' worth of evidence

right here in this room.

Yes, but uncle Ned was crazy.

I'm sorry, but...

wasn't he?

Ned was crazy

In a "let's go streaking

down main street,

Freak out the establishment"

kind of way.

Ned wasn't crazy

In a "seeing things

that aren't there" kind of way.

Ron, wait a minute...

no, I don't have a minute.

My kids are out there.

Well, I know that forest

better than you do.

I'm coming, too.

What is that?

It smells like mold and...

rotten eggs?

I know where we might be!

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