The Haunted Mansion Page #5

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Okay.|We made it.

All right, kids.|Stay close.

Hey.

Look.

It's a warning.

Now, how do you know that?

I studied Latin|for three years, Dad.

You thought it was dumb,|remember?

You said it was a dead language.

Oh, we see how wrong I was|about that.

"Beware all who enter.

Here lies the passage|to the dead. "

Hey! Hey, hey, hey!|Where are you going?

- I don't like Latin.|- Hey, wait. Michael.

You're 10 years old now.|You got to start being a man.

I just turned 10.|I'm still getting used to it.

Okay.|Here's what we do.

Megan, stay here|with your brother.

What?

I'm not gonna leave him|out here by himself.

You guys stay together.

I'll go in here,|and I'll take care of this.

Okay.

All right.

Okay.

Oh.

Wow.

Okay.

All right.

Okay.|I'll be right back.

20 minutes tops, right?

20 minutes tops.

What was it that gypsy|told me to look for?

Look for a crypt with...

Look for a crypt...

- A crypt without a name.|- Aah!

Oh!|What's the matter with you?

You can't just be popping out|like that.

I thought I told you|to wait with Michael.

I was worried|you wouldn't find it.

Besides, Michael's fine.

She said, "Find the black crypt|with no name,

or soon your fate will be|the same. "

That must be it.

Good hunch, Dad.

I'm officially starting|to get sick of this place.

And we're here 'cause of who?

Because I take seriously my|responsibility as breadwinner.

I want you guys to have|everything I never had before.

I didn't know you had|a bad childhood.

I didn't have a bad childhood.

Then why do we have to have|what you didn't have?

Because...

Hey, don't be tricking me,

you little Latin-speaking|13-year-old.

Let's just get this over with.|Hold this.

Hold it with two hands, now.

Aah! Phew!

Oh, man.

Excuse me one second.

I'm sorry to bother you.

Oh!

Aah. Ugh.

Oh, no.|Ew.

Aah.

Okay.|All right.

Now, that wasn't hard, was it?

Let's get out of here.

That gypsy had me thinking|it was gonna be hard.

- That was easy.

Oh! Oh!

Oh, no.

Oh! Oh, no!

Go get the key!|I'll take care of him!

Hey, man, go on back to bed.|Get back in your bed.

Go back to bed.

I'm Jim Evers|of Evers & Evers Real Estate.

Hey, look,|I don't want no trouble, man.

The gypsy told me it was|all right to get the key, so -

Oh!

Just lighten up.|Now, let me tell you something.

I got to get my wife.|I don't want no trouble.

Seriously, back up!

You asked for it.

Next time you're gonna|think twice

before coming back|from the dead, ain't you?

- Did you get the key?|- I'm looking! I'm looking!

Take your time. Relax.|I have everything under control.

I have everything|completely under control.

Megan, you better look faster!

Oh, I don't want to do this.

Jeez.

Aah!

- Aah!

Give me your hand.

Okay.|Come on, come on, come on!

Come on, guys!|Hurry up!

Hold on!

Come on, guys!|Hurry up!

Michael!|Michael, open the door.

Michael, it's locked|from the outside!

Michael, open the door.|Open the door. Michael!

Dad, there's spiders everywhere,|and I don't have a magazine.

- Hey, Michael, are you scared?|- Uh-huh.

Michael, it's okay to be scared.|Everybody gets scared sometimes.

- Daddy's scared right now.|- You are?

Yes, I'm very scared.|Now, please open the door, son!

Michael, open the door,|or I'll kill you!

That's great.|Keep him calm.

Hey, Michael, listen,|it's okay to get scared.

Everybody gets scared|now and then.

You just can't let it stop you.

Michael, if you think|you're scared now,

wait till the zombies come out!

What zombies?

Michael!|Hey, Michael, look.

Just open the door.|Please, man.

Open the door right now.

Dad, they're coming!

Michael, open the door|right now!

Open the door!|Open the door!

Open the door right now!|Open the door!

Oh!

Aah!

Lock it! Lock it!

Okay.|Come on!

All right.

Okay. All right.|Get 'em off!

Okay. Come on.|Get 'em off. Okay.

All right. We got it.|All right. You okay?

Okay.

My brave little man.|All right.

All right.|You okay?

Yeah.|You got the key?

Oh, no.

Wait. Whoa.|Yeah, I got it. I got it.

There it is.|Okay.

All right.

Now, we went to hell and back|to get this thing.

Where's the door out of here?

First, you must find the trunk.

Trunk?

Yes, trunk.

Not door?

No. Not door.|Trunk.

All you said I had to do was|find this key! I got the key.

Now you're telling me this story|about a trunk!

The key is the answer to all,|remember?

Look, I don't make the rules.|I just work here.

Okay. That's it.|That's the last straw.

I've had enough|of this nonsense.

Hey, what are you doing?!|Put me down!

This is bad luck!|This is very bad luck!

I'll show you bad luck.|I'm tired of playing around.

I'm getting nauseous!

You'll get over it.

Please don't drop me.

I'm fragile.|I'm very fragile.

Don't talk to me|about being fragile.

I'm the one that's feeling|fragile right now.

Is that it?

- That's it.|- Hmm. All right.

Now we're in business.

Hey, hold her for a second.

All right.|Okay.

Okay.

How do I know what to look for?|This thing is full of junk.

Find the thing that must be read

lest your heart be filled|with dread.

There's nothing in here red.

Hey, wait a minute.|There's a letter here.

It's a letter.

"Yes, my dear heart,|I will marry you.

I will love you|for all eternity.

And tonight at last,|we will be together.

I do.

Forever yours, Elizabeth. "

She didn't kill herself.

She wanted to be with him.

Yeah, and somebody gave him|the wrong letter.

Yes.|Well done, Mr. Evers.

I must say I'm impressed.

You are more persistent|than I would have ever imagined.

The butler did it?|You got to be kidding me.

I will deal with you two later.

Why'd you kill her?

Because the master|would not listen to reason.

He had everything in the world.

And yet he was willing|to throw it all away for love.

I did tell him|it would end badly.

You're a real cold dude.

No, Mr. Evers.|I am a rational man.

It was my responsibility|to the house.

My duty, sir, to see to it

that the boy did not make|a foolish error in judgment.

Running away with that girl|would have destroyed this house.

It would have destroyed|everything.

And I could not stand by|and watch it all fall to ruin.

Punch his face in, Dad.

Yeah, but first I'm gonna tell|his master what really happened.

The master must never know.

Edward and his love|will be reunited,

and this curse will be broken.

That's not her.|That's my wife.

And what she sees in you|I'll never know.

But that is|of little importance now.

The only thing that matters is|that the master's pain must end.

And it will end tonight.

The curse will be broken,|and we can all finally move on.

All right. That's it, man.|Where's my wife?

Getting ready for her wedding,|of course.

What wedding?|He can't marry her.

He's dead, and she's not.

True.

But that can be|easily corrected.

Life, I'm afraid,|is such a delicate state.

If you put one finger on|my wife, I swear I'll kill you.

How wonderful.|You're going to kill a ghost.

- Leave him alone!|- Stop it!

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