Trick 'r Treat Page #3

-I'm not in the mood.

-It wasn't me.

SARA:

What is that?

[CHIP, SARA & MACY SCREAMING]

MACY:
Schrader!

-Not again.

MACY:
Over here!

-Wait here.

SARA:

Help us!

MACY:

Schrader!

-Schrader!

-What the hell?

We have to go.

We have to get out of here.

-Calm down.

-We have to go!

-Look, Macy--

-Listen to me!

We heard voices.

There are other people here.

[RUSTLING]

[CHILDREN CONTINUE

WHISPERING INDISTINCTLY]

What is that?

Help me! Help me!

[SCREAMING]

No. Run.

Rhonda, open the gate.

-Let us in, please!

-Open the gate!

Open the gate, please.

Come on.

Open the gate.

-No! Rhonda, look at me.

-What are you doing?

It's not a trick, it's real.

Come back!

CHIP:
Where is she going?

SCHRADER:
Rhonda!

CHIP:
No, no!

-It's not a trick!

[MACY, CHIP & SCHRADER

SCREAMING]

CHIP:
Help me, please!

[RUSTLING]

I'm not in the mood,

so just come on out.

[SCREAMS]

WOMAN:

Oh, my God. She's so funny.

No, thanks.

She's a big girl.

She can take care of herself.

I wish that were true.

Mom always said

she was the runt of the litter.

[GROWLS]

My, my...

what big eyes you have.

[SCREAMS]

So where's this guy

you're setting her up with?

The nice one?

[SCREAMS]

Laurie.

Oh, my God.

Please, help me.

WOMAN:
There she is.

DANIELLE:

Laurie, what's going on?

You're late.

Sorry. It took longer than I thought.

What did he do to you?

I listened to their advice

and played hard to get. He bit me.

Well, at least you made it. Drink?

Sure.

Come here.

-Please.

-Say "ah."

Not bad.

What's your name, honey?

Steven.

-Steven?

-Steven Wilkins.

I'm glad you're her first, I really am.

I like you.

Who are you people?

[SCREAMS]

I'm nervous.

Hey.

You're gonna be fine.

Just be yourself.

[MARILYN MANSON'S SWEET DREAMS (ARE

MADE OF THESE) PLAYS OVER SPEAKERS]

It's my first time...

so just bear with me.

What are you doing?

[STEVEN SCREAMS]

My, my...

what big eyes you have.

[HOWLING]

[LOCKS CLICKING]

Trick or treat.

[GROWLING]

[SCREAMING]

MAN 1 [ON TV] :

You push it in, you slide the food in.

It pops right out, okay?

I'm gonna take this device.

I've done it 3 times already, inside.

I'm gonna show the folks

how to put it on the spit rod.

It's so darn easy.

I take the meat, and all I'm gonna do

is just center it like this.

It goes down.

I'll put the wheel on.

It's as simple as this.

This is about a 7-pound

pork loin roast.

I'll put it in the machine, I'll slide it back,

put up the window.

- You set it, and...?

AUDIENCE:
Forget it!

MAN 1:
Right. I'm gonna go over

to the pork loin roast over here now...

and I'm gonna take this one out.

This has been done--

WOMAN:
It's only 8:00, and the streets

are packed with visitors...

some to show off, others to blend in...

but all to celebrate the magical night

of Halloween.

[SCREAMING ON TV]

MAN 2:
--baked goods and crops

were left out as offerings for the dead...

a custom now known

as trick-or-treating.

Christ.

MAN 1:

Revolutionary. Now look.

Let me just start cutting this over here

so that folks can see.

This beautiful? Look at this

over here, folks, huh?

[SPITE BARKING]

Look how beautiful that pork looks

with all its injected flavors on the--

[GATE CREAKING]

[LAUGHING]

[FOOTSTEPS PATTERING]

[SPITE BARKING]

Happy Halloween.

Spite?

Spite.

[SPITE GROWLING AND CHEWING]

Spite. Get your ass in here.

Are you finished crapping or what?

[BOY GRUNTS]

Who the hell is that?

I've got an NRA membership

in my pocket...

and a shotgun over the fireplace,

so get out of here before I--

STEVEN:
It's me, Mr. Kreeg.

Steven. Steven Wilkins.

KREEG:
What in God's name are you doing

down there, Wilkins? Hiding bodies?

[BREATHING HEAVILY]

-What did you say?

STEVEN:
Nothing.

The septic tank is acting up.

Well, fix it!

It stinks like a dead whore out here.

STEVEN:
I'm trying.

KREEG:

Keep your kid out of my yard!

Goddamn freak.

STEVEN:
Happy Halloween.

Screw you!

Get the hell off my...!

[YELLS]

[SPITE BARKING]

[DOG DOOR SQUEAKING]

[SPITE WHIMPERS]

Well, zip-a-dee-doo-dah.

Spite?

[WHISTLES]

[SPITE WHIMPERS, THEN SQUEAKS]

Spite?

[SCREAMS]

Who the hell are you?

[GASPS]

[YELLS]

[GLASS CRACKING]

[SCREAMING]

[SAM LAUGHING]

[BOTH SCREAM]

[GRUNTING]

Wilkins! Wilkins!

Over here! Wilkins!

Wilkins, help me, goddamn it!

Help me! Wilkins!

Help me!

[SCREAMING]

[SAM SCREAMS]

Huh?

[C*CKS GUN]

[LINE RINGS]

WOMAN:
911, please hold.

-Hello? Hello?

[PIANO MUSIC PLAYS

OVER PHONE]

911, what is your emergency?

Yeah, I'd like to report--

Hello? Hello? Hello?

[SCREAMING]

You gotta be f***ing kidding me.

Oh, no.

[GROANING]

[CRACKING]

[SCREAMING]

[KNOCKING]

[LOCKS CLICKING]

Trick or treat.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Thanks, Mr. Kreeg.

Great mummy costume.

Thank you.

[TIRES SCREECH]

[LAUGHING]

EMMA:

This was a great idea, honey.

It's just magical. It makes me wish

every night was Halloween.

I'm sorry, Em. Wait, wait. Not yet.

-What?

-You're supposed to keep it lit.

-Why?

-Ancient tradition?

Henry, it's Halloween, not Hanukkah.

Baby, I'm lit, and you're lit.

But your little friend here?

His night's over.

HENRY:

You know, you should be more careful.

There are rules. You might upset someone.

EMMA:
Oh, please. Who?

[KNOCKING]

CHILD [WHISPERS] :

Over here.

[CHILDREN WHISPERING

INDISTINCTLY]

BOY:
Trick or treat.

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