[radio jingle: rock instrumental]
[radio DJ] W, who?
WURG 94.9. The Urge.
Haddonfield's home for rock.
[Willie the Kid] I'm Willie the Klo', and there is nothing you can do about it.
["Midnight Monsters Hop" playing]
-[children chattering, laughing] -[song continues playing]
-[doorbell rings] -[songs ends]
Corey, you're a lifesaver.
- Hi. -How've you been? Come on in.
["Toccata and Fugue in D minor" playing]
Roger! Corey's here!
Sorry this is last-minute, but Andrea got a stomach bug
-and literally just called me. -That's okay.
It's Roger's company Halloween party, and I could care less, but-- Roger!
Hope he's better at childcare than he is at yard work!
You know, next spring you should consider some perennials.
Hydrangeas could really balance out that dogwood.
Saving for college? Where did you say you're going?
Oh, I'm applying to a few different engineering programs.
Just saving money this year so I can go next fall.
Jeremy, the sitter's here!
Jeremy!
-[growls] -[shrieks]
[chuckles] Jeremy!
- Oh! You! I'm gonna get you! -[chuckling]
Rm gonna get you!
-[roars] -[Jeremy chuckles]
Crash landing! Kaboom!
Oh!
[Jeremy] Beep,beep,beep,beeP-
Can you show me how to make a Thunder Bomber?
Number one of all time.
- My dad can do the best. -[Mr. Allen] No pressure.
Yeah, I'll sure give it a shot, little dude.
You gonna be good for Mr. Corey?
Corey. Could I talk to you for a sec?
- Yeah. -[Jeremy] Here comes the Thunder Bomber.
I'm gonna put the candy on the porch. Trick-or-treat kids can help themselves.
[Jeremy] Close in!
Help yourself to anything in the fridge.
[Mr. Allen] She made zucchini bread. It's actually good.
[Corey chuckles]
- You have my number... [chuckles] -Okay.
...if there's an emergency,
-but we'll just be right down the street. -[Jeremy] Oh, no! Crash!
[whispers] And there is one thing I need to tell you.
Since last Halloween,
all the events and, you know, the headlines of Michael Myers...
Jeremy's been afraid of the dark.
- He's been wetting the bed at night. -[Jeremy] No, save me.
And, um, bedtime has been difficult. [chuckles, sighs]
[Jeremy] I can hear you!
Uh, I could read him a story or something. Does he have a favorite book?
Then once he goes to bed, he talks in his sleep.
Says he hears voices.
He's just really sensitive to things that give him bad dreams.
Right. All that just sounds like normal kid imagination stuff. Right?
[Jeremy chattering, yelling]
- No TV. And no more candy. -Okay.
You guys can play till 8:30, 8:45.
Then he should go to bed.
- Easy money. -Yes.
[Jeremy] Gonna come play with me or what?
[chuckles] That sounds like a threat.
It's Halloween.
We're gonna have a good time tonight.
[screaming]
On. Ugh.
Look, man, we can shut it off if you're scared of monster movies.
No. No. You're scared.
I'm 21 years old. I don't get scared. [chuckles]
You're scared because you know Michael Myers is still out there.
Boogeyman's gonna get you.
He's not gonna get me.
Michael Myers kills babysitters, not kids.
[screaming, groaning]
Okay, that's actually pretty disgusting and probably not appropriate for kids.
Why don't we shut this off, and we can play hide-and-seek before bed.
- Your parents are gonna be home soon and-- -I don't wanna play no hide-and-seek.
It's stupid. I wanna watch this movie.
And I don't really feel like pretending to be best friends
with an ugly-ass boy babysitter.
Okay, five minutes, and then you're going to bed.
You suck at babysitting.
I'm not a babysitter.
[thudding]
Jeremy! Turn that movie off!
Jeremy?
What are you doing?
[door hinge creaks]
Jeremy?
[crickets chirping]
[floorboards creaking]
Jeremy!
Come out, come out, wherever you are.
Boo!
This isn't funny, Jeremy.
-[door slams shut] -[grunts]
Jeremy!
-[Jeremy screaming] Help! -[footsteps running]
Jeremy?
[door slams shut]
[screaming] Help! Corey, help!
[whispering] Jeremy?
Jeremy?
[Jeremy] He's gonna get you!
He's gonna get you when you least expect it.
Is it your bedtime, Corey?
- Okay, Jeremy. -"Come out, come out, wherever you are."
You got me, buddy.
Okay, let me out.
-"Are you scared?" -Okay?
-"L'm 21. I'm not scared." -Jeremy, let me out! Let me out!
You little shit! Let me out of here!
- Michael Myers. [laughs] -Jeremy, it's not funny, okay?
- Hey, you're gonna get us both in trouble. -[keys jangling]
Let me out! Let me out!
- You little shit! -[door banging]
I'm gonna kill you, Jeremy!
'B00!
- What was that? -[Jeremy screams]
[screams]
[Mr. Allen] Jeremy!
- Oh, no! -Jeremy!
Oh, God, no! Please!
-[Mr. Allen] Oh, no. Oh, God. -Jeremy!
Oh, my God!
Jeremy! [whimpering]
Jeremy.
Jeremy!
God, please, no!
What have you done?
[school bell rings]
[Laurie] Haddonfield was a peaceful town.
And then one Halloween night, many years ago,
all of that was lost.
[young Laurie] J" I wish I had you all alone J“
[Laurie] Michael Myers was pure evil.
He took our dreams and turned them into nightmares.
As he was locked away in his prison...
I disappeared into mine.
[gunshots]
And then as I predicted,
-40 years later he escaped. -[police radio chatter]
And Haddonfield was once again forced to confront this man in a mask.
His senseless brutality ravaged my community.
[screaming]
And killed my daughter.
And then he vanished.
Impossible?
Perhaps.
Truth would evolve into legend
as people searched for motive and meaning,
looking in the shadows for their boogeyman.
[police radio chatter]
[crying]
It was an accident.
[Lauri e] In the years that f0//0 wed, the people of Haddonfield
descended into a plague of grief, of blame, of paranoia.
[police officer] Do you think he's come back?
Michael doesn't use guns.
[Laurie] The sufiering Michael caused became an infection,
passing on to people who never even crossed his path.
And as the town turned in on itself,
I made a promise not to let fear rule my life anymore.
I bought a home.
A place to live with love and trust.
Not a trap.
Not a place to hide.
Hey)'-
It has been four years since I last saw my monster.
$0 here I am, a survivor attempting to share my story
and find healing.
Michael Myers was the personification of evil.
It's theirs.
It's their wedding rings.
It's up to each of us
whether or not we lock the door and find our resolve...
or let him inside.
Let it inside.
Let evil... inside.
[smoke alarm beeping]
Allyson! Darn it!
- Honey, I'm so sorry! -What is it?
Oh, fuck! It's my pie.
I put a pie in the oven.
- Oh, shit! -[beeping continues]
Oh, I must have forgotten to set the timer. Damn it!
Darn it! No, no, no, no!
- Oh, no! -I can get a pie from the store.
No! I wanted to bake you a pumpkin pie.
It's a Halloween tradition.
[groans]
- Are you... -I gotta go. I'm late for work.
But do you have your costume for the party?
I told you. I don't wanna go alone.
So I'm not going.
[Laurie groans]
Oh.
[radio DJ] WURG 94.9. Giving you The Urge,
with Willie the Kid. Haddonfield's home for rock.
[Willie the Kid] lt' is four days until Halloween.
- Can you believe if? -[car honks]
It's time to lock your doors, grab your knife for the fight.
You ready?
You ready in case the boogeyman decides to come out and play?
I know I am. But let's talk about that Michael Myers for a minute.
How does one man get shot at, stabbed up, and then he fall down the street
and get back up to scare the piss out of everybody in Haddonfield...
[worker] I'd say Dick Baxter needs to figure it out.
[Willie the Kid] Let me tell you how, 'cause this isn '1' a man...
[worker] Tell him to mind his own damn business.
[Willie the Kid] . - . this ls more than a man. This is a beast.
I'm pretty sure that was in the change order.
- Hold on a second, Shannon. -[Willie the Kid continues on radio]
Hey, Corey! You're late!
You're late again!
[Willie the Kid] It's been four years. Where y'all at?
Training for the big day, perhaps?
Getting yourself in the spirit?
This boogeyman been sitting in hibernation,
but trust me, y'all, he'll be back.
I'm Willie the Kid, and I'll be creeping it real on 94.9 WUR--
Corey. You got a second?
What do you think?
Yeah.
Get it registered.
Get some new plates.
- I got no use for it no more. -Are you serious?
With a good engine pushing you, finally make it to work on time.
You know what I mean?
Does it work?
Yeah, it works, just kind of shitty.
Hey, uh, Ronald.
Thanks.
No problem, kid.
[muffler rattling]
[siren blares]
You're under arrest.
For being the prettiest girl I know.
That's nice, Doug.
Is that why you pulled me over?
No. I pulled you over 'cause I miss you. You miss me?
[chuckles] Just kidding.
Pulled you over 'cause it looks like your muffler's about to fall off.
Better get that fixed before you have a bigger problem on your hands.
J" Oilliphéist in the sea ♪
♪ Nail my hands to the door a“
♪ And my knees to the floor a“
P Stop the water climbing Get to the shore a“
J" There is a hole in the boat And it' won '1' stay afloat J"
T Oilliphéist. .. P
[door bell dings]
["Don't Let the Devil Get You Down" playing on radio]
[shopkeeper] You gonna buy something or what?
-[teen 1] I could've drove here. -[teen 2] I'm the designated driver.
I know how to drive.
- Don't mess up my car. -l'm not gonna mess up your car.
- Don't mess it up. -Chill. I got my license.
- Come on. -Billy. ID?
- So, what's the plan? -Give rne the ID.
-ID? -Yeah.
- It got confiscated last week. -She's got money. He's got ID.
- You don't have your ID? Are you serious? -I lost it.
Hey, yo! Wait.
New friend.
- Gonna drink your little milk? [chuckles] -Yeah.
- I like milk too. -Yeah.
- Look, here's the deal, man. -[teen whistles]
We're seniors, okay?
We've been practicing for a show the whole year, you know.
Loading up for tonight's game, and, well, we're in the fucking marching band.
We were just hoping you could be a cool new friend, you know.
Buy us a couple of six-packs.
[chuckles] I don't know.
It's just for me and my crew. Come on, man.
Uh, no.
No? No-- No, thank you? What?
- No, I can't. -Oh, wait. I know who you are.
You did something messy.
- I can't believe they let you off. -Who is he?
- Oh, yeah! -Yeah.
You're that psycho babysitter.
- He killed that kid, didn't he? -Yep.
Killed a kid and too pussy to buy us fucking beer?
Let's fucking forget about it. Let's go to the game.
- You're just a pedo. -Look at him.
- His face turned white. -That what you are?
A little fucking pedo creep?
- That's right. -In his face.
- What kind of fucked-up kid are you? -That's right.
So, where's your next victim?
What the-- What the fuck?
Are you kidding me, man?
- Oh, shit. -[screams] Oh!
- Look at you. Got fucking milk everywhere. -What the fuck, Terry?
- Holy shit! -Look what you did.
[Laurie] Hey! Assholes!
- Knock it off! -We're not doing anything.
- We're just talking, miss. Ma'am. -We're messing around.
Hey, guys. Would you look at this? I mean, a psycho meets a freak show.
- Wow. This is a match made in heaven. -Can't believe it.
- Hey, come on. Look at me. -Ta-ta for now.
- Let's go, y'all. -[whispering] Michael Myers.
teen laughs]
[Laurie] Are you the psycho or the freak show?
Hey, Margo, do you wanna go to the school play on Saturday?
- Yeah, sure, Terry. -Have fun.
[laughing]
So, do you wanna do it?
Or you want me to?
[air hissing]
-[Allyson] Look at if. - Are you kidding?
- It looks great on you. -l'm sure it does, but I'm not going.
Once you put the whole outfit on, you'll love it.
I say if it's not sexy, it's not Halloween.
Well, someone is getting into the spirit of things.
[Laurie] This gentleman had an accident and needs a little fix-up.
[doctor] You got significant inflammation.
I'm gonna be nice and numb it here
so my assistant can clean it up really well,
and then I will get back and close it with a suture.
You're gonna feel a little bit of a pinch here.
- Cute, isn't she? -I don't--
~Ah! - Oh.
-[shouts] Jesus Christ! -[crashing]
-L'm sorry! -Allyson, what are you doing?
- Allyson! No, just-- No. Stop it. -Sorry, sorry. No. No, my fault.
- Goddamn it. What a mess. -It was my fault. I'm so sorry. Oh, geez.
[doctor] Just clean it up and get a goddamn sterile kit.
And give him a tetanus shot.
I'll be back.
You shouldn't let that guy talk to you like that.
It's gonna make you sad, even if you don't think it does.
I've dealt with much worse.
But thank you.
Anyway, I've just been dealing with it.
Well, I'm supposed to get this promotion.
- But either way, it's just-- -Is it worth it?
What'd you do?
_Uh__ -To your hand?
I was at work, and then I had a little accident.
- So yourjob sucks too. -Huh?
Where do you work?
- What do you do? -Oh, a mechanic shop.
Don't move. Don't let it get infected.
So my car's been rattling.
- Rattling? -Yeah.
It's just your exhaust system clamp's come loose.
It's an easy fix. It takes, like, five minutes. Super cinchy.
- You just need a lift and two screws. -Cinchy?
[Allyson] You don '1' ha ve to fix it right now.
Yeah, I don't have my stuff,
but I am at the shop tomorrow.
I can fix it then.
Why can't the bicycle stand on its own?
No, no. It can. It's got a kickstand.
'Cause it was "too tired."
[chuckles]
Yeah.
I'm actually getting rid of the bike, so if you want it, you can have it.
I got a motorcycle.
- Oh, a motorcycle? -Yeah.
Teach me to ride it?
Yeah.
You have shit on your back.
I'll get it.
We should go out sometime and do something.
With me?
With both of us. I mean, we'd both have to be there.
Otherwise, it wouldn't be a very good time.
Yeah, you don't wanna do that.
Uh, I'm gonna be late for dinner.
But, uh, I appreciate the hand.
It feels better already.
[Allyson] S0 you did that on purpose.
What? He was injured.
He needed medical attention.
- Dr. Mathis is the best. -Do you believe her?
Do not believe a word she says.
- She's a strategist. -Fine.
She's trying to play Cupid-
- Thought he was cute. Seemed nice. -Okay.
Are you gonna call him and invite him to her party,
or you gonna go alone?
[friend] Now pick a card.
Oh, no. I got the death card.
No, that's not bad in tarot.
No, that just means a major phase is ending, and a new one is about to begin.
So, that pretty much puts a nail in the coffin
with that police officer you were dating.
- Oh, Doug. -[friend chuckles]
You know, you need to find someone that can let go.
That makes you want to rip off your shirt
and show grief your fucking tits and say,
"You know what? Let's go."
This is delicious.
[TV announcer] ...needs to go through...
- Corey. -. . .and instantly wins $5, 000.
ls your hand infected? What'd the doctor say?
He said it's gonna be fine, Mama. He said you don't need to worry,
and he said it'd be terrific, is what he said.
I just might have to send him back to the call center to work for DeVon
if you can't give him proper supervision.
I can't keep my eyes on every second.
[phone buzzing]
What the hell are you doing?
- Who's calling you under the dinner table? -lt's no one, Mom.
Who's that person you're texting?
It's no one.
Boys who keep secrets don't get custard for dessert.
Don't tell her about the motorcycle then.
[engine revving]
Ford station wagon. Ford-- Hold on one second for me.
- Something I can help you with? -Corey said I should bring it in.
Okay, get on.
Okay, so.
Okay. Uh, right hand, gas.
Left hand is your front--
Fuck. Uh, sorry.
Right hand is gas, also your front brake.
And then left hand is your, uh, clutch.
Right foot is your back brake.
And, uh, left foot is the shifter thingy.
Simple.
Doesn't sound simple.
[Ronald] Yo, Corey! Come give us a hand.
- Hey, Ronnie. -Hey, Terry.
I'm sorry to bother you with this shit.
My goddamn son drove three miles on a fucking flat 'cause he doesn't know
how to change a tire on a goddamn automobile.
Fucking genius.
Get off the road. You could cause an accident.
- I got it. -[father] Yeah, and fucking smarten up.
I'm gonna go help Ronald,
and then I'll fix the rattle.
Your rattle. Your car's, uh...
I don't care about the rattle. I came to see you.
[Ronald] We'll take care of her. Just gotta be smarter.
Three pounds of ground chuck, right here on the top.
- Thank you. -Be right back with the lean.
Jesus, Frank, have you ever heard of a vegetable?
Well, look who it is.
- They're good for you. -Well, I like to mix meats
and make croquettes for the guys at the station.
[chuckling] Okay, that just sounds disgusting.
I like your hair.
Thanks.
Thanks. I, uh... I just sort of chopped it one day.
It just was-- It felt like time.
Wow.
Somebody else fixed it.
- Help! -Yeah.
There goes your lean.
Thank you, Travis.
- Have a good day. -Okay.
See ya.
But I tell you, I feel like I won an extra life.
- Mmm. -I really do.
I got myself a guitar at the pawn shop,
-and I've been fiddling around with that. -Yeah?
My niece gave me a Rosetta Stone, and now I'm learning Japanese.
[Speaking Japanese]
What does that mean?
It means I lost my shirt. I think.
Or I lost my hat. I don't know. I-- [chuckles]
-[stammers] -Thanks.
Uh... [clears throat]
Who knows? Maybe I'll fly over for the cherry blossoms.
Test it out on the locals.
You still got your nose in that, uh, book you're writing?
Your fault. It was your idea.
- It was? -Uh-huh.
- No, I'm-- -Got a title?
Just set up my office. You know, I have a house with Allyson.
We're living together. It's nice.
You know, she's been talking to this guy.
You probably know him. Corey Cunningham.
Oh, yeah. I do know.
He's a good kid.
Had a tough break.
It's nice to know somebody's out there looking out for him.
I like your face.
- I mean, I like seeing your face. -So do you.
I mean, I--
I do too. I like seeing you too.
Hi.
[customer] Hey.
What you smiling about?
What did you buy at the store'?
- L'm sorry? -l'm sorry?
L'm-- I'm sorry, I don't understand.
Do you see what he did to my sister?
He killed her husband, and he stabbed her.
Took her voice!
She cannot speak because of you.
You were her neighbor, and you don't even know her name, do you?
You tempted and you provoked that man when you should've left him alone.
Laurie.
Hey)'-
Are you okay?
Yeah.
I would like to see those cherry blossoms.
I think you'd like 'em too.
[Willie the Kid] Whoa!
Who knows what to believe? I think the man who escaped Smith's Grove in 1978
was not the same man who killed all those people.
The real Michael Myers was murdered that night,
and the heavy breather with the mask was the same man
who poisoned Pope John Paul I.
[rock music playing]
- There you are! -Hi.
I thought I missed you.
Who's under the mask?
-L'm a scarecrow. -What?
I said, I'm a scarecrow.
Are you supposed to be scary?
I'll be right there. I'll be right back, okay?
I'm gonna get us a drink.
Watch it!
Hey, scarecrow. See anything you like?
[person laughs]
Hey, Lindsey. Two vodka sodas.
Two vodka sodas.
Lindsey, guess who Allyson's scarecrow is.
The guy that fucked the old lady at the nursing home.
Deb, drop it.
I'm kidding.
It's actually Corey Cunningham, the guy that killed that kid.
[Lindsey] Don't listen to her, Allyson.
You can be with whoever you want to be with.
Yeah.
And right now, I'm with him.
[song ends]
[new rock song playing]
[Allyson] Whoo!
[rock music continues playing]
Hey, man. Can I get a beer?
Hey)'-
You're just here dancing and having a good time?
I'm sorry.
You're sorry?
Sorry? Sorry for killing my son?
I wake up every day, and I can't get past the pain.
It kills me. Do you understand?
You think you can come here--
No, you don't understand if you think you can come here
and take off your little mask and have a good time with your friends.
A judge might have said you were innocent, but I know you.
I know it was no accident. It was no accident!
You pushed my little boy because you got mad,
and you lost your fucking mind!
Innocent people don't do that! No.
Evil people do. Evil.
Corey!
Corey, watch out! Corey!
Corey! Stop. Talk to me.
Why'd you take me in there? It's why I don't go out.
- What? -You just-- You--
You threw me in the middle of it, and then you--
Where were you?
I didn't know what was happening in there.
I was just trying to help you to just--
I'm not your fucking project, Allyson!
Corey, I know! Okay?
I know what it's like to have everybody looking at you,
thinking that they know you,
thinking they know what you've been through, but they don't.
But when I look at you-- When I saw you the other day,
I just saw a person.
Just a person just trying to figure it the fuck out.
Trying to wake up every day not scared and alone.
But the difference, Allyson,
between me and you is that people look at me like,
"Who is this guy? Who is this monster?"
And they look at you like-- They see you like a survivor.
What are you talking about?
I get it. You survived Michael Myers. You're a hero with your struggles.
And ask anyone.
I'm the psycho babysitter. I'm the fucking kid killer.
And you think you can fix me, but you can't.
I'll spare you the heartache.
-[horn honks] -[teen] Corey.
[tires screech]
Hey, cool kid. What's up?
Where you going?
There you are, man. I've been looking for you.
-[teen] Terry. -I want to apologize, okay?
[teen] Jesus Christ.
So what do you say, Corey? Huh?
How about this: handshakes and friendship?
Don't leave him hanging, dude.
- Hey! -[Corey grunts]
What is your problem with this kid?
- This guy fucked up the LeBaron. -Hell yeah.
Dollar-store designer frames?
Oops.
Let me help you up. Come on.
What the--
- Sorry. -Are you okay?
Whoa! Whoa!
- Get the fuck back! Get back! -Hey! Hey!
- Get back! -Easy. Easy.
-L'm just trying to help. -Get back!
You gonna murder us same way you killed that kid?
- You little psycho bitch. -You don't know what you're talking about!
- You don't know what you're talking about. -Hey.
You just act like a goddamn asshole because your father treats you like one.
It's contagious, right?
- Shit. -What did you just say to me?
That's right. I know what it looks like when somebody hates you.
And your father fucking hates you.
Hmm? He hates me?
-[teen] Billy. -He hates me, huh?
- He hates me, right? -[teen] Hey! Billy, knock it off.
- Billy! -Oh, shit.
- He hates me? -Terry, what the fuck?
- Oh, shit! -[Corey grunts]
- Oh, shit. -Oh, my God.
- Oh, shit. -Terry, what did you do?
- He fell. -Little dick busted it.
- Is he dead? -Go down and look.
- No, you go down and look. -What the fuck?
I didn't push nobody. He fell.
- Bullshit. -He fell?
Yeah, that's my story.
Let's get out of here.
Who's the psycho now, Terry? Who's the psycho?
- This is crazy. -Little prick deserved it.
-[Terry] Get in the car, Margo. -We killed a kid, man.
[Billy] Come on.
A“ There's a hole in the boat s“
♪ And it won't stay afloat a“
P Oilliphéist in the sea
♪ Nail my hands to the door a“
♪ And my knees to the floor a“
P To stop the water Till we reach the shore a'
Hey, what's happening?
I can't get this fucking thing to turn on.
Okay. Take a breath.
- Let me be mad. Why can't I be mad? -Deep breath.
- You can. -[sighs]
You can be mad.
You can be very, very mad, and you can smash things.
Just be careful. It's addictive.
[Allyson] You were right. I liked him.
[Laurie] Yeah.
[explodes]
[squeaking]
[breathes shakily]
[footsteps approaching]
[thump]
[screaming]
-[choking] -[breathes heavily]
[screams]
[grunts, panting]
[breathes heavily]
- You see that man in there? -No! [whimpers]
- He take people in there now and then. -[panting]
Why'd he let you live?
I say you go back.
You go back in there, and you get me that mask.
I'm Michael Myers.
- The fuck? -[cackles]
- He not done with you, you little fuck. -[panting, grunting]
-[Corey shouts] -[knife pierces flesh]
[whimpers]
[yelping]
[grunts, gasps]
[panting]
[grunts]
Hey! Where have you been'?
I have been worried sick!
Corey.
-[pounding on door] -I almost called the missing persons.
- What is going on with you? -[pounding on door]
Corey, I'm talking to you.
She's no good, damn it.
Open the door. Open the door!
[pounding on door]
Are you trying to kill me?
[pounding on door]
Corey? Corey?
[water running]
[panting]
No hard feelings about the promotion, right?
Course not. You deserve it.
I thought for sure Dr. Mathis was gonna make you the charge nurse.
Deb, can I speak to you a minute?
[Dr. Mathis] Deb, I'm gonna tell you once,
and this is the last time I'm gonna tell you...
[Dr. Mathis, Deb laughing]
[Laurie] People create their own stories and make their own choices.
They believe what they want to believe.
I'm hopeful, with perspective, that my experience will help others heal.
You have to ask yourself,
"Am I in control or do the elements control me?
Life or death?
Suicide...
or cherry blossoms?"
[motorcycle approaching]
- Hi. {gasps}
Sorry, I didn't mean to scare you. I'm just waiting for Allyson.
.[footsteps approaching -Corey? g]
Everything okay?
Uh...
I got jumped on the way home last night.
These guys...
Those kids from the gas station that were messing with me.
I tried to stand up for myself, and they, um...
I'm sorry.
I just came because I wanted to talk to you.
I wanted to say that I'm sorry, and there's no excuse.
But if you could please-- lf you could just take a walk with me.
Please?
I killed someone.
[window opening]
We were making paper planes, but he wanted to watch a monster movie.
Everything happened so fast.
I just wanted it to be a fun night.
That's all, just a good night.
And then it all went bad.
[Allyson] I heard what happened.
I know it sounds crazy,
but when people would talk about it, it was like I knew you.
Like I was looking for you.
And then she brought you to me.
[kettle whistling]
Has he done something bad?
I don't understand why you're here.
No, no. He's seeing my granddaughter.
I introduced them, actually.
Your granddaughter should be so lucky as to be with a boy like Corey.
He's handsome. He's sensitive.
I don't like it when he stays out all night with girls, but he's grown.
He can do what he wants.
Yes.
[Sighs]
I know he's had his difficulties.
My son. This town turned against him after the accident with Jeremy Allen.
They would have felt for him! They would have helped him heal!
But because your boogeyman disappeared, they needed a new one!
L'm-- I'm sorry.
After my mom and dad were killed,
I just wanted to burn it all to the ground
and get away from Haddonfield.
Why not leave? Why stay?
All my memories are here.
I think both your parents got killed, and your grandma feels guilty about it,
so she's making you her child.
If you could've seen her before therapy, sobering up. And me?
I'm just terrified to think what would happen if she were all alone if I left.
So, what, you gotta stay here, protect her from herself forever?
Look.
I'm sorry I lost my head at the party.
And I walked away. That was a mistake.
When I look at you, I...
I know I can tell you the truth.
I'm not afraid of these people. I'm not afraid anymore.
You tell me that you want to burn it down.
- Or you tell me you want to burn it to-- -[Mulaney] Hey!
Twice in one week.
Pretty cool. [chuckles]
Hot diggity.
Hey, you said you were gonna call. You were gonna call, but you didn't call--
No, I owe you a call.
Did I do something wrong or--
I'm with someone.
Oh, oh.
Oops. Sorry for that. I'm sorry for the intrusion.
Well, you know it's Joe Grillo's--
Hey, Joe! Say hey.
Joe Grillo's birthday today.
And Joe Ross, he made a sponge cake.
You two want to stop by, get a slice after whatever you guys are doing?
Thank you. We're good.
Okay, you're good.
Let me tell you, it's-- If you change your mind, there's--
She said we're good!
Hey. buddy, you got a problem?
We're good.
Oh, shit.
Allyson.
So you call Mr. Aggravated Manslaughter at night when you can't sleep, hmm?
When you see the boogeyman in your nightmares,
you feel safe with this guy?
Hey, man. Messing around.
Allyson.
Nah,nah,nah. He's a psycho.
-[Joe] You good, Mulaney? -lt's all good.
- We need to go kick somebody's ass? -No, no. I got this.
Just burn it all to the ground.
I'll light the match.
["Come 2 Me" playing]
D0 you wanna come in?
Another night.
[motorcycle engine starts]
[engine off]
Fuck!
[panting]
[grunting]
[Corey shouts]
-[Mulaney panting] -[Corey laughing]
[laughing continues]
Hey! You don't fuck with Doug Mulaney!
[panting]
[rat shrieks]
Where are you? Huh?
You say it was an accident.
But I know what you did.
[bricks crumbling]
I'm gonna fuck your face up, you little shit.
The fuck is that?
-[heavy breathing] -[Mulaney grunting]
[grunting]
[groaning]
[Corey] Help.
Show me how to do it.
Get up, get up, get UP-
Get up!
[grunts]
[Mulaney yelps] No.
[shouts]
[grunts]
[breathes shakily]
[groaning]
[pounding on door]
[dog barking]
Who is it?
[Corey] It's me.
Oh, my God. Are you okay?
I don't know what's happening to me.
[door closes]
What's going on?
Look at me.
Who did this to you?
Hey)'-
Look at me.
Did Michael Myers let you live, or did you escape?
[breathes heavily]
Does it hurt?
No.
My mother saved me.
[crickets chirping]
[breathes heavily]
[footsteps departing]
[birds chirping]
[Deb] You're fucking him, aren '2' you?
It's like the perfect story of Haddonfield in a way.
Cute young girl falls for local creep.
Imagine if your grandmother had fallen in love with Michael Myers.
But she didn't.
I heard she stabbed him in the neck with a fucking knitting needle.
What's your problem, Deb? You talk to me like I'm not even here.
Do you ever just shut your goddamn mouth?
[chuckles] I know, right? I know I talk too much.
I just get so excited about all that boogeyman bullshit.
[Dr. Mathis] Uh-uh.
No. I'm vetoing that trade.
Your second receiver for Mark's last-place defense
reeks of collusion.
It's not a straight-up swap.
You want to win the championship with class? Stop cheating.
Stop cheating.
I keep seeing his eyes.
Are we talking about Michael or this kid?
Michael's eyes in Corey.
Lindsey, I was so sure.
Just like the first time.
Hey, Roger.
There's someone I want you to meet.
[Mr. Allen] I always liked Corey.
You know, some kids, you can tell they're a pain in the ass.
But Corey was a good kid.
And I just couldn't imagine he'd be capable of hurting anyone on purpose.
But with the trial, I just started spinning with theories
and-- and eventually I thought,
"Give it up. You're never gonna get closure. There's no such thing."
A couple of years go by, and I'd see him every now and then.
See the way people avoided him or how they made faces behind his back,
which, if I'm honest, pissed me off.
Because I felt like they took my pain...
my despair, and they made it about them.
And then yesterday, I'm on my way to work, there he is.
And I think, "I'm gonna say something, prove my wife wrong.
Let's find a way to forgive this kid."
And I pull up next to him, and he looks at me.
And it's not him.
At least not in the eyes.
And I don't know, man.
The hairs on the back of my neck stood up.
Right then I felt like I got my answer.
The kid who used to mow our lawn didn't kill my son. I know that.
But the guy I saw on the side of the road was down a dark path.
Did the town do this to him after the accident?
Or was it always there?
-[laughing] -[Dr. Mathis] You're just laughing
at all my jokes, aren't you?
Oh, my God.
All right, Alexa.
Play "Tell Me With Your Eyes" by Rob Galbraith.
[Alexa] Here's "Tell Me With Your Eyes"
-b y Rob Galbraith. - This house is so rich.
-["Tell Me With Your Eyes" playing] -[Dr. Mathis sighs]
Baby, I have been waiting all day for this.
I've been saving this bottle of Au Bon Climat.
You looked so fucking hot at the office today.
- Hmm? -[Dr. Mathis sighs]
- Mind if I... -Bedroom's down the hall.
Clean up. Take a shower. In fact, I'll meet you in there.
'[gigling] '[laughing]
Yes, yes.
[Dr. Mathis] Mm-hmm.
Yes.
Holy shit. [clicks tongue] ls there a doctor in the house?
[music continues playing]
Au Bon Climat. Yeah, baby. All right.
Got the cheese, we got the crackers. We're ready.
-[thud] -[muffled scream]
Dr. Mathis?
[thud]
Dr. Mathis?
[grunts]
[groaning]
[screams]
[shrieking]
[shouts]
[grunting]
Please, please, please. Please, please, please.
911. What's your emergency?
[screams]
[choking]
[screams, yelpS]
["Burn It Down" playing]
[Corey] After the accident,
I'd ride my bike over here and I'd sit up on this roof.
And I'd look up at that tower, I'd wonder if I could climb to the top.
It was summoning me... [chuckles]
...like a watchtower or beacon calling me to live my old life.
To be happy again.
I have something like that too.
It always gave me hope, you know, that things would--
Well, maybe somehow things would go back to the way they used to be.
Before everything changed.
Infected.
I gotta get away from everybody who knows me.
But I don't, I--
I don't wanna go alone.
- Corey, come on. Stop. [chuckles] -[chuckles]
I think you're scared that you don't have enough bandages to keep me together.
Corey, what are you--
-[laughing] -Are you okay?
What, are you insane?
What, are you trying to kill yourself?
I'm not interested in immortality.
[grunts, groans]
The hell is going on out here? Yo, this is private property.
Not safe to be doing whatever the hell you do--
Corey Cunningham. What you doing out here, you ugly motherfucker?
Corey, stop it.
-[Willie] You gonna scare all the kids. -You stop.
I don't know who the fuck you talking to, but, uh, I know who you are.
Yeah, I know the Laurie Strode story.
She teased a man with brain damage, and then he snapped.
Look at you.
You gonna make a little name for yourself now, huh?
Walking around with this dumb bitch right here.
[Allyson] You never shut up.
Hear his voice everywhere.
Oh, you're goddamn right, you do.
And once Willie get in your ear,
it's like your favorite song stuck in your head.
laughs]
Y'all get the hell up off my property before I fuck y'all up.
[door opens]
- All right. You're right. -[door closes]
Let's do it.
I don't want to be in Haddonfield anymore.
I want to be with you.
[mother sniffs] / can smell her 0n you.
She's trying to take you away from me, isn't she?
That's where you go every night.
Well, I say, go.
You go right now!
Get out of my house!
Oh, no. No.
I hope you find love.
[thudding]
[thudding continues]
Allyson?
It's nice to see you.
You know, there are two kinds of evil.
There's the evil that exists
as an external force that threatens the well-being of the tribe.
Survival depends on understanding and awareness
and fear of physical threat to our daily lives.
The other kind of evil lives inside us,
like a sickness or an infection.
It's more dangerous because we may not know we're infected.
Am I a bad person?
Iaughs]
Are you?
Well...
we're both fucked-up.
I want to help you, Corey.
-[chuckles] -Let me help you.
Or let me find help for you.
You can't have her.
Allyson is not equipped for this relationship,
and I will not let her get hurt.
S0 stay the fuck away--
You started this!
You brought me in! You invited me!
But you're the one to blame.
"You wanna do it or you want me to?"
If I can't have her...
no one will.
You want to help Allyson? Let her live her life.
She has me now.
You should give in.
You should surrender to that feeling you had
the first time you ever looked into his eyes.
[whispers] You secretly hope Michael comes back for you.
[chuckles]
I'm the psycho.
You're the freak show.
[hitting piano keys]
What's wrong?
[Corey] We need to leave.
I can't right now. I'm working.
Tonight, then.
Will you meet me at nine o'clock?
At the diner off 74.
We need to talk about your grandmother.
She wants to kill me.
- What? - Yeah.
I can't take it anymore.
It's time to say goodbye to Haddonfield.
[panting]
[Corey] You got something I need.
[Corey grunting]
[grunting continues]
No!
You're just a man in a Halloween mask.
What are you gonna do now?
[breathes heavily]
[children chattering]
[door opens]
-[Terry] Call him after. -[Margo] Okay.
I don't wanna go to your house. Your dad fucking yells at us.
- Should've got your own. -Can't have these anyway.
Why can't we go to her house? She's rich.
-[Margo] Yeah. -[Terry] What the fuck?
-[motorcycle engine starting] -[Margo] What?
- He's dead! Get in! -Shit.
Did you find what you were looking for?
I imagine you're going on a wonderful trip.
- Were you gonna tell me? -What difference does it make?
It makes a big difference, Allyson.
I feel he is capable of real harm.
Is that what bothers you?
Is it suspicion or paranoia?
Intuition? An inkling? You got an inkling?
I went to his home. I met his mother.
I know. He told me.
- So, what? You're stalking him now? -No!
And you're threatening him. What did you say to him?
I see the same thing in him
-that I saw in Michael. -Michael.
Michael Myers is who you are.
You're not listening to me, Allyson. I am trying to protect you.
I don't want your protection!
But you-- you can have a good life, Allyson.
A good life. Just not with him.
You pretend like you moved on, but it's bullshit.
You're just obsessed with death, like it's some sort of game.
And you're not gonna rest until you've finished it
or until everybody else is as fucking miserable as you are!
I need to get out of here
before this town kills the one person that actually makes me feel something.
[Laurie] He is on a dark path!
I'm not gonna let this happen to you! You have to believe rne!
Believe you?
You want me to believe you?
Because of the hysteria that you caused when I trusted you, my friends are dead.
My parents are dead.
You're the one that's capable of fucking harm!
[cat meows]
[Billy] You sure he turned in here?
[Terry] Yeah, it's like his hideout or something. It's where he works.
His work is a dump.
- It actually is a dump. -[Margo laughs]
-[Margo] Seriously, where is he? -[Billy] There's the bike.
-[Margo] Shit, dude, pull over. -[Stacy] This is gonna be so crazy.
-[Billy] Let's go. -[Margo] Billy, can you hurry?
- Corey! -You're squishing me.
-[Terry] Come on. -[Stacy] Where'd he go?
Come out, Corey!
Corey, I just want to kiss and make up, my man! Come on!
-[Stacy] stOp being a punk! '[Terry] That's-- Corey!
[Stacy] Yo, this is where he works?
[Terry] I'll show you what happens when you mess with my dad's car!
[Margo] Can we hurry this up, man?
Oh, I got an idea.
- Billy, back the car up. -Bet.
Grab that chain. Let's go.
[Margo] Terry, there's somebody in the office.
Stop being a chickenshit.
Run it through the wheel. We're gonna tie it to the back of the car,
and then we'll drag it till there's nothing left.
Dusty-ass bike.
-[laughing] -[Margo] Shit.
- Let's go, Billy. Billy! -[Margo] Come on, Terry. Hurry up, man.
- Someone's here. -Billy!
Come on, Billy! Let's get this punk!
Let's go!
Oh, my God. Billy!
Billy, what are you trying to do, man? Suck your own--
Oh, my God! What the fuck?
[Margo] Terry! What's wrong?
Billy's dead!
- What? Wha-- -What? What are you talking about?
[engine starts]
Oh, shit!
Stacy? Stacy? [screams]
What-- What's happening?
[engine revving]
Damn it!
{Margo} Stacy! -[grunting]
[gunshots through headphones]
[headphone audio stops]
Help, help, help, help!
Help! You gotta help me! Help me!
[Stacy] Margo!
Oh, my God! Margo!
- Margo! Speak to me. Are you okay? -[Margo crying]
Are you okay?
Stay calm. I'm gonna get you out of here.
Don't worry. I'm gonna get you out. Try to--
[screams]
It's loaded. Stay here.
[Margo] Please, help me! I don't wanna die!
- Help me! Help me. Help me. -Hey, hey! Hold on.
Hold on. Hold still. Hold still! I'll get it off you.
[screams] There he is!
Corey?
[Terry] I got you!
I got you, you fucking psycho!
- No, don't-- -[gunshot]
Stacy. Stacy. I can't believe--
Oh, my God.
- Terry! 'Margo!
Terry. [Crying]
- God. Oh, my God. Oh, my God. -[Margo crying]
- Where's Stacy? -[Terry] Stacy's dead.
You're dead too.
- What? -Terry!
[gasps grunts]
[Margo crying] No.
Oh, shit.
[host] . . flavor. lt's the zest 0f a lemon here.
Gives a little fresh twist.
So the blueberries, obviously, are really hot.
Ana' then when it's all ready to go, we I'll go and freeze the custard,
-end then Whip the blueberries ln. - Ronald?
- This is what' we're looking for. -[Joan] Ronald?
[host] You can see itis very saucy,
-and' We have a lot of juice. .. -[Joan] I have laundry.
I can put it in your dresser or I can leave it in this basket here.
Scooped it out into this container and put it in the freezer
for about half an hour to an hour so it'll firm up.
Now we're gonna eat it.
That' looks good. A little ice cream, a little cookie--
[screams]
The hotline is open, and we are taking requests.
Songs for the resurrection.
What's gonna get our monster out? Give us something to scream about?
[chuckles]
Caller, you're on the air.
[caller] Willie, you should be ashamed 0f yourself
exploiting these tragedies.
There are three missing people right now in Haddonfield.
"Beware, sir, that when fighting monsters, you yourself do not become a monster.
For when you gaze long into the abyss, the abyss gazes also into you."
Nietzsche also said, "Without music...
life would be a mistake."
["I Was a Teenage Werewolf" playing]
[breathing heavily]
Can I help you?
-[music continues playing] -[screaming]
Hey, man, who the hell are you? Hey, what the--
[grunts]
[muffled scream]
[record skipping]
[music skipping on car radio]
[music stops]
[door bell jingles]
'[sighs]
Allyson, I'm sorry.
I'm sorry for what I said.
I'm sorry. Please. And I just want you to come home.
[knocking]
[line ringing]
[operator] .977.
Yes. I would like to report a suicide.
1206 Mill's End Road.
[sniffles, whimpers]
[gunshot
Did you really think I'd kill myself?
[grunts]
[crashes]
[wheezes]
[groans, wheezes]
-L've tried so hard to have compassion... -[Corey groans]
...and find mercy.
But what's the point?
[hammer clicking]
You came here to kill me, so do it.
[muffler rattling]
[laughing]
You know, we all learn the truth about each other eventually.
Did you really think...
that Allyson was gonna be with you?
If I can't have her...
[groans]
You son of a bitch.
[door opens]
What did you do? What did you do to him?
No, no.
[Allyson whimpers]
No. No.
_[Crying] Why did you do this? -N0.
Corey. Come back. Come back.
No, no. Don't go.
[shouts, cries]
YOu!
[crying]
[sobbing]
[wind howling softly]
[gasps strains]
[thumping, scuffling]
[chokes, screams]
[breathing heavily]
[phone buzzing]
[sirens wailing in distance]
[Frank] Allyson, where is Laurie ?
We're responding to a call. She called in a suicide.
[breathing heavily]
[tapping]
[tapping StOPS]
[Laurie panting]
[beeps]
[grunting]
[coughing]
[groans]
No!
Oh, no! No!
[disposal blades whirring]
NO! No!
[screams] No!
[screams]
[panting]
[grunts]
[Laurie groans]
[grunts]
I've run from you.
I have chased you.
I have tried to contain you.
I have tried to forgive you.
I thought maybe you were the boogeyman.
No.
You're just a man who's about to stop breathing.
[grunts]
[wheezes]
Do it. Do it!
[gasping, wheezing]
[Laurie] Do it.
[Allyson] No!
[screams]
[breathing heavily] I'm not gonna let this happen to you.
[Laurie] It's okay.
Get out of my way. Stay here.
Just stay back.
Laurie!
Michael?
He's dead.
Not dead enough.
[bystander 1] This isn't how we do it.
[police radio chatter]
-[bystander 2] You're all crazy. -[officer 1] What are you doing?
- Where are you taking him? -Time for Haddonfield to start healing.
Let's show them all.
This is not how it works.
It is tonight.
[office r 2] Stronger on radio silence. That's gotta be a command.
-[officer 3] Copy that. -[officer 2] Copy.
Let's go.
[exhales deeply]
[Laurie] The body of Michael Myers was disposed of in a midnight procession.
There would be no tombstone, no memorial.
The mysteries were put to bed,
and the story as we told it was to fade with time.
You were right about Corey.
I know he killed those people.
He was consumed by evil.
The events of Haddonfield
that created so much violence and bloodshed
finally had resolve.
[news anchor] Reports now confirm that Michael Myers has indeed been killed.
Dead after an attempted assault of Haddonfield resident Laurie Strode.
What an incredible story of survival
through decades of disturbances in our local community. Finally--
[Laurie] New beginnings lay ahead.
Fear moves through all of us, and we decide when to surrender.
I've said goodbye to my boogeyman, but the truth is evil doesn't die.
It changes shape.
[doorbell rings]
I wanted you to know I was thinking about you.
I wanna thank you for what you did.
Enjoy.
What was it you were saying about those cherry blossoms?
["(Don't Fear) The Reaper" playing]