Something Wicked This Way Comes Page #2

this darn thing away.

- And get yourself burned?

- Yeah.

Hey, look. A carnival.

Saturday, 24th.

Why, that's tomorrow!

Pretty big wind blowin' today.

huh, Will boy?

One of the stone lions

blew off the library steps.

Prowlin' around town now.

Lookin' for some juicy, tender young

Christian to eat, I don't wonder.

You got something there, Dad?

Huh? No.

You seem sad tonight.

Oh, it's Will.

He makes me feel so darn old.

A man should be able to

play baseball with his son.

Baseball is not necessary.

not with a heart like yours.

He'll forgive you that, hmm?

Hmm. Maybe so.

You know...

I feel restless.

Must be a storm comin'.

Dad?

Will!

Will, the carnival's come.

The carnival's come!

- In the middle of the night?

- Hell, yes. Come on!

- But how could it...

- Come on!

Jim, don't.

What is it, son? Can't sleep?

Well, me neither.

I thought I heard a train.

Couldn't be, though.

Not this time of night.

No, it couldn't have been.

Couldn't be a carnival, could it?

Not in October.

I mean, you never saw

no scraps of paper, did you?

Not about any carnival comin'.

They call it "the soul's midnight,"

- Do they? Why?

- I don't know.

I guess it's the time

when a lot of people die.

Uh, old people.

I only meant old people.

Old people?

Will...

...we should have a talk sometime.

just you and I.

- What about?

- Oh, about when you were small.

That... picnic that we took

down by Indigo River.

- Look son, I know you got a fright then...

- I better get back to bed now.

Mom wouldn't like us up this late, talking.

She'd say we got to think of tomorrow.

Yeah, yeah.

Guess you're right, son.

I want you to remember.

you boys have to stay with your father.

Now. Billie, don't start

picking on them already.

It's nothing but

a plain, ordinary old carnival.

No, it can't be. It can't be ordinary.

We couldn't see it last night in the dark.

- It's Ed.

- Hey, Ed.

Your prize, sir. A free pass

to our fabulous Mirror Maze.

Thank you. Come on.

I tell ya, I wish I was

out there, to run, to throw, tackle...

touchdowns. I mean, there's nothin' like

the smell of that grass, to run on the field.

- Want to go in?

- No.

- No?

- Those mirrors...

- ,,,they're like last night.

- Miss Foley.

Are you all right, Miss Foley?

Here we are, Miss Foley. Are you OK?

Jim, Will. My two whisperers.

I'm all right now.

Yes, of course I am. Silly.

I must be tired out, I guess.

Why, it's so bright in there.

So beautiful, so strange...

It must have dazed me.

I don't quite remember.

I must get home.

My little nephew's arriving.

- Is she ill?

- I don't know.

Must be a shock, though.

staring in all those mirrors.

especially if you have a face like that.

I can see your place of work, my good sir.

and a red, white and blue pole turning.

It's a miracle.

Your eyes see everything.

Only I think there is something

missing from your life.

Something that could make you so happy.

Ladies.

You have lived here a long time

without the scent of a lady's skin.

They're waiting for you, my good sir.

Call them.

- Number two.

- Two! Number two, that's me.

Excuse me, that's me!

That's my number. I won it.

- So it is, sir. So it is.

- I won it at last!

- No need to agitate yourself.

- Oh, you don't know how long...

two, three, four, five.

six, seven, eight, nine, ten.

$1000. And may I offer you a cigar, sir?

- Oh, thank you.

- A genuine Havana Special.

rolled for you on the smooth.

plump thighs of Cuban beauties.

And a free pass to our magnificent Ferris

wheel, compliments of the management.

Oh, thank you. Oh, number two.

Who would have believed it?

Ohh, this is my lucky day.

This is my lucky day.

Uh, may I, uh... join you?

Oh, this is my lucky day.

I just won $1000, and I have it here.

And now I get to sit next to, if I may say so.

a very beautiful... woman.

It's a lucky day.

Number two. I won on number two.

Did you know that?

Step up, step up.

ladies and gentlemen.

- See the exotic dancers from the erotic...

- Come on, Jim.

You don't want to see this. Come on!

...you've never seen before.

These are dancers that will

thrill you, chill you...

Jim, come on.

Sorry, boys, too young.

Come back in ten years.

- I just saw...

- Shut up.

Lucky, lucky, lucky...

Ooh, look at this one.

Wow!

This one's my favorite!

Put them down, Mr. Cooger.

Bring them back to earth again.

The sign says "out of order," boys.

Or don't they teach you reading

at this town's academy?

Introductions all around?

My name is Mr. Dark.

I advise you to respect it.

Of Dark's Pande-minium Carnival?

Isn't he the brave one?

Show's over, boys.

All that's fit for you to see.

Why don't you come back later

for free rides on these exotic animals?

See all the fun of the fairground.

What do you say?

Go on. Go on, take them.

I bet you somethin'

goes on after sundown.

We gotta stay and see.

We can't stay after it closes.

They'll chuck us out.

Not if they can't find us.

they won't. Come on.

Come on.

Mr. Cooger, are you ready?

My gosh. Look.

- It's going the wrong way.

- Backwards.

Look at Mr. Cooger.

It's late. Time to go about your work...

...Mr. Cooger.

Come on!

- Look, it's Miss Foley's house.

- Will.

Look, look. There.

Who's that kid she's got in there with her?

Don't you know, Will?

- What are you playin' at?

- I want to warn Miss Foley.

Don't you lie to me, Jim.

That's not what you want to do.

You want to meet that... that... thing.

No! No, oh, my gosh. Come on.

Land sakes, who is it?

My two little whisperers?

We wanted to see...

...if you were quite all right, Miss Foley.

Yeah, we were kinda worried.

That's very considerate of you boys.

I was just a little faint, I guess.

Why don't you step inside?

Come in, Will, come in.

My nephew Robert just arrived.

and I baked a whole batch of cookies.

Come in, Robert?

I'd like you to meet

my young nephew, Robert.

- Miss Foley...

- Swell. Hi. Glad to meet you.

Miss Foley, we came to warn you.

- Warn?

- Yes.

He won't be in school Monday. He's sick.

- Oh?

- Yeah. See ya!

What you up to, Jim?

You touched his hand.

His horrible, devil's hand.

and you touched it.

Oh, shh.

Will Halloway.

you wicked, wicked hooligan.

- But I didn't...

- Little liar.

You stay right there.

I'm coming down.

Come back here.

Come back here this minute.

I'm going to call your mother!

- Dad.

- What's the trouble, boy?

Mom?

Jim. Oh, honey.

supper's over. It's late.

Well, we've already had our supper.

But I'll fix you something real nice.

- OK? You hungry?

- No, It's all right, I guess.

Jim?

Well, just now.

you seemed kinda glad to see me.

- Well, at least you weren't the, uh...

- Mmm, I wasn't the devil? Was that it?

I guess.

Will...

...about that picnic

down by the Indigo River...

- It's getting late...

- Now, you sit, son.

Sit until this is finished and done with.

- What?

- The talk we were tryin' to have last night.

It's one we should've had a long time ago.

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