Leprechaun's Revenge
- Year:
- 2012
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There once were some Irish folk,
but sadly, they were quite broke.
So they packed up their crates
and moved to the States,
and their fortune,
they brought in a poke.
Now, their luck, it came fast,
because they stole the
luck of a creature.
But the thing got away,
The town was appalled,
and fools they were called,
for ever daring to gain
from the dreaded luchorpain.
But that all came
long before me.
My part in this tale
starts exactly as it ends.
With a bang.
You missed it high right, toots. You're
too good a shot to miss it high right.
Let's adjust that sight.
Life is all about math,
alchemy, and luck.
With us O'Haras, it's mostly luck.
Yeah, you and that lucky boar's tooth.
It's an irrational world.
I don't make the rules.
I just break them.
Do you really believe all that stuff?
You know, luck and fairies and magic?
I certainly do.
No, but really. You really believe it?
There are more things
in heaven and earth, Henrietta,
than are dreamt of in
your philosophy.
- What?
- Exactly.
- You got one in the chamber?
- No.
Put one in.
There it is. Follow me. Come on.
Pop!
- Karen, you all right?
- Yeah, I'm fine. I'm fine.
- I thought I told you to follow me.
- I know. I got a little turned around.
You okay? Is she okay? You okay?
She's fine. She just kind of spun around
and knocked down.
Fell down? Honey, sweetheart,
are you doing all right?
You gonna tell me
what happened out there?
I was walking...
How many times have I told you
those damn boars are dangerous!
You don't even have a hunting license,
for Pete's sake!
What the hell do I need
a hunting license for? I know you.
If you knew me, you'd know how pissed off
I'd be if I knew you took her out.
It's one thing to put
your own life in danger.
All right? It's quite
another to put Karen's.
You're crossing the line, old man. What?
She's very capable.
I don't know what you see, okay? But
when I look at her, I see a little girl.
- Well, open your eyes.
- My eyes are open.
And you know what they see?
They see the whole town
saying your pop is a lunatic.
And you know what?
I've been defending you till now.
Because I believe them.
They're right. They're all right.
What? I hurt your feelings? I'm sorry.
I didn't mean to hurt your feelings.
What in the hell?
I should have mowed my cat and dog.
What in the hell?
You want my gold tooth?
Are you sure you're all right?
Dad, I didn't...
Didn't just fall in the woods.
Something attacked me.
Attacked?
What do you mean something attacked you?
An animal?
It got caught in some roots,
I shot it, and it ran.
Well, I'm glad you're safe,
but you've got to make sure you know
what it is you're shooting at, honey.
What?
I'm just glad that Pop's teaching you
to take care of yourself.
Hey, Hap.
Top of the morning to you.
Grab some real estate.
I'll be right with you.
Lucky number seven.
or I have to wait to number eight?
And don't give me any of that
"we don't talk about that crap."
We don't talk about that crap.
Almost got Karen killed.
What? How?
Hunting. Keening Woods.
Tempting fate hunting over there
all the time. You know that, right?
over there in over 100 years.
But something's wrong.
Don't start with the leprechauns again.
I'm still picking teeth off the floor
from the last fight you started
over those damn things.
Here.
Just be glad you're not old man McHenry.
What's that supposed to mean?
Well, his bed-and-breakfast
burned down on Tuesday. Look.
Anybody get hurt?
No, but still...
Luck of the Irish.
No number eights
till you stop with the leprechaun crap.
What can I do for you fine folks?
Starting a bit early, aren't you?
Dad?
Dad?
Hello. Hi, honey.
- God. I think something's in the house.
- You what?
The door's open. The alarm went off.
I think someone's here!
Go to your room right now
and lock the door.
Go. Move. Now. I can't hear you.
- Why aren't you walking?
I can't hear you. -Okay.
Are you there?
Are you... I heard the door.
Are you in?
Sweetie? All right. Now listen to me.
Are you sure about this? Honey?
Yeah.
Okay. Then you do exactly as I say.
You get under the bed right now.
It's the safest place you could be.
Go. Hello?
You're dead, Karen.
You're dead.
You're dead,
and you don't even know it.
Hurry up!
Hey.
Hey. Why didn't you tell me
you weren't coming to school?
Yeah. Sorry.
I only decided a few minutes ago.
What's that?
Some kind of weird plant rash.
Okay. You look weird. What's wrong?
I was attacked.
What? By who?
Some animal out in the woods.
Holy crap, Karen. Are you okay?
Yeah, yeah. I'm fine. I'm fine.
Pop was there. I had my gun.
I shot at it, and it ran.
If you need me to bail,
I totally can.
No, that's fine. Just go to
school, and I'll see you later.
- Are you sure?
- Yeah.
- All right. Feel better.
- Yeah.
Bye.
- Karen, hey.
- Hey, Karl.
Hey. Yeah,
from the Keening Courier.
I also have that blog that I write
called Strange Happenings.
- I have seen it.
- Cool.
You were at the pharmacy.
You're not feeling too good?
Not really, no.
Well, anyway, I was wondering
if you had a minute,
you want to talk to me about that
experience you had out in Keening Woods?
Because I saw the police report
your dad wrote
that you were attacked by an animal,
but you weren't able
to identify it completely.
So, I was just wondering
if you could describe it for me.
No, Karl, I do not feel comfortable
doing that for your blog.
- Okay. Strange creature, huh?
- No.
- Unearthly? Otherworldly?
- No.
- Karl!
- No. Yeah. But, see...
I was doing research on the area
that you were hunting in,
and I just noticed that it was
right next to the Tree of Tears,
and I was wondering
Wait.
What is the Tree of Tears?
It's right smack
in the middle of Keening Woods.
- You heard of it?
- No.
As legend has it, it's...
The town has some dark secrets
You sure you don't want to tell me
about this thing you shot?
- I get 100,000 hits a week on my blog.
- No, Karl.
You weren't really
out there hunting boar, were you?
- What?
- You're an O'Hara. Come on.
And what is that supposed to mean?
It's Pops O'Hara, the O'Hara legacy.
Okay, thanks, Karl.
Okay. I get it.
But if you change your mind
and you want to talk to me, call me,
'cause I'm texting you
- Great. Thanks, Karl.
- That was me on the phone.
Great. Who gave you my number?
Bye.
What the heck are you? No! No!
Top of the morning to you.
Wait, wait, wait. Hold it.
I love you, Karen,
but you can't come in here.
Your dad's gonna
shut the place down in a flash.
Come on. When I was 10, you let me
sit there and sing Oh, Danny Boy
for tourists with Pop.
You didn't have a problem with it then.
Sweetheart, that's commerce.
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