Scared Stiff Page #8

to believe.

Yeah, and they can't fool us again.

- Can they?

- No.

Larry, answer me.

Answer me.

Larry!

Larry!

No. Don't come up here.

Run away before it's too late.

Get out.

Run away before it's too late.

Before it's too late.

Larry!

Larry!

Larry, help me!

Help me!

Mary, is that you?

Larry, we got to get out of here

before we get hurt.

I'm telling you,

we're not going to get hurt

unless we find the real secret

of this place.

Well, what do we keep looking for it for?

- Because of Mary.

- "Because of Mary."

Mary, Mary.

- Gesundheit.

- Gesundheit.

What did you say that for?

I always say gesundheit

when somebody sneezes.

Well, I didn't sneeze.

I haven't got the strength.

Well, if you didn't sneeze,

and I didn't sneeze...

Neither one of us has a cold,

so what are you worried about?

I'll tell you what I'm worried about.

The guy that sent

the death warning to Mary

and the volunteer fireman

that dropped a bucket on us

and the ghost we've been chasing

ever since we've left New York.

He's in this castle somewhere. Myron!

- Hold it!

- Get him, Larry! Larry, grab him!

Myron, get the can opener!

I got him, Larry!

It's the zombie!

Larry!

Myron, put him in the closet.

- Will you let go of him, Myron?

- Me let go of him?

Larry!

Larry, the leg. The leg, Larry!

- The legs, Larry.

- Come on.

Wait. One more arm!

- Come on.

- One arm! Larry!

Larry. Oh, Larry.

Myron, let that zombie out again.

Is that really Mary?

It's not her great-great-grandmother.

Always smooching.

Let's get out of here.

Mary, you're the most beautiful ghost

that ever walked.

She was lovely, wasn't she?

She certainly was,

and she's improved with age.

Oh, kiss her again,

and let's get out of here, Larry.

There's nothing in reincarnation,

is there?

Why do you ask?

Because I seem to understand her.

It's as though she were trying to tell us

how to solve the secret of this place.

What's down there, Larry?

Nothing. Just a few

of your stuffed ancestors.

- Take me there.

- If you insist.

You stay here

and keep an eye on things.

Stay here?

- You don't mind, do you?

- Oh, no.

Are you in there, zomb?

I only wanted to make sure.

Larry, look up there.

What does it say?

"God's" something, I don't know.

"Treasures." The word is "treasures,"

isn't it?

"Treasures in abundance lie."

That's it.

Something, something...

"Heavenly."

"Heavenly key before they die."

There's more to this

than meets the eye.

You're telling me.

That's a message if I ever read one.

Look for a key.

Here are some keys.

- Oh, that's very funny.

- Well, a key could mean music.

Not on that organ. It doesn't work.

- I thought you said it didn't work.

- Well, it didn't.

Someone's fixed that since I left.

Mary, play some more.

Nobody's gonna sneak up

on little old Myron.

Don't look now, but old grandpappy's

having a nightmare.

Mr. Cortega!

Here, hold this. Take it easy, boy.

We'll get you out of here.

There's no use.

I've only a...

He stabbed me.

Who? Who did it?

I came to warn you,

to protect you.

Under the castle is a fortune.

- A fortune...

- What kind of fortune?

You'll find it.

Music...

Marching men...

The organ.

Mr. Cortega, tell us, who did this to you?

Marching men...

Music...

The organ.

Mr. Cortega.

All right, come on, honey.

Marching men.

Wait.

Look at this.

I think I've got it. Here.

- Why, that's a bar of music.

- That's it. That's the key.

The marching men are keys of music.

Keep playing, Mary. Keep playing.

That's it. Higher.

Keep playing higher.

Higher.

Keep playing.

Just a little bit more.

Help!

Keep it going, Mary. Keep it going.

Something else is happening.

Help!

Myron, come back here.

Oh, Larry, it was terrible!

I lit a cigarette with my third hand,

and I don't have a third hand.

- I wanna go home! I'm scared.

- All right. Come on. Snap out of it.

Myron, listen.

There's a fortune under the castle.

It's right down there.

- A fortune?

- Yeah, come on. Let's go.

You're not going down there,

are you, Larry?

Certainly. Come on.

Oh, not me.

I'm gonna stay up here

where it's safe.

- Look at these old slave chains.

- Look at those old lanterns.

"Made in Scranton, P.A."

- Hmm.

- Double "hmm."

Hey. I wonder who lit that.

Larry!

Help!

Larry?

Oh, Mr. Cortega.

Oh, am I glad to see you.

Larry and Mary went downstairs here,

and they left me all alone, Mr. Cortega.

Mr... Gee, you're cold.

Help! Larry!

Look at these railway tracks

running through here.

Yeah, reminds me of my hotel room

in Steubenville.

It seems like some sort of mine.

Oh, there's a door.

It's stuck.

- Get something to pry it open with.

- There's something.

Here. Help me. Press on that.

What's the matter?

No, this time you are not seeing

a ghost, Miss Carroll.

It was I at El Caribe.

I am Francisco Cariso.

Ramon was my twin brother.

I want to know why

he was murdered and by whom.

I've no idea.

He talked with you on the phone,

then he was killed.

- Why was he killed?

- Now, look, Cariso,

Miss Carroll

doesn't know anything about it.

- Keep out of this.

- Now hold on a minute.

- You can't get away with it!

- Now listen!

Not you. Look out!

Tony!

- All right, back away.

- Put that down.

Back away, all of you,

over against that wall.

Come on.

Put your hands behind your backs.

- Let the girl go.

- For what?

I did my best to keep her

from coming down here.

I even tried to buy her out,

but first your brother

and then Cortega crossed me.

What's this all about?

A vein of gold as wide as this island,

that's what it's about.

I discovered it. It's mine!

All mine.

Nobody's gonna carry any tales

away from here.

Close your eyes.

I said close your eyes.

Did I push the wrong note, Larry?

- Now move around a little.

- Oh, yeah.

That's the last of the film.

Oh, well, thank you. You won't forget

to send me a copy, will you, Francisco?

No, I won't forget.

Now you get Larry and Mary,

- and I'll get the boat ready.

- Okay.

We'll certainly have a lot to tell

our grandchildren.

Our what?

Our grandchildren.

Oh, didn't I tell you

about the next 50 years?

- No.

- Now you listen...

Hey, Lar. Hey.

Good morning. Good morning, children.

It's a lovely morning, children.

Come on, we got to get going.

The boat's waiting.

Larry.

Hey, Larry, look over there.

There's another panel.

I wonder what's in there.

Forget it, Myron.

You'll only get in trouble.

Oh, trouble. I'm going to take a look,

anyhow. Ha, ha, ha.

Larry!

What is it, Myron? What's wrong?

What is this, a new language?

Myron, there's nothing to be afraid of.

It's all been taken care of.

Will you take it easy?

All right, I'll look. I'll look.

Mary, run! Run, Mary!

- Mary!

- Wait for me!

Mary, quick!

Well, that's the end.

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