[TICKING]
[TICKING STOPS]
Not again.
Oh. I hate that dream.
- [GROANING] - Aah!
- Aah!
Oh, yeah! Excellent! Yeah.
So? What happened?
Don't know.
[BOY] What do you mean you don't know?
I mean I don't know.
I'll figure something out for next time.
Ooh, a cliff-hanger. I love it!
Yeah, but I mean, what about tonight?
It's almost lights out, and we haven't had a full story yet.
You shouldn't call a meeting without a full story, Eric.
[ERIC] It's better than no story at all.
I don't see anyone else humping in.
I've got one.
Whoa! He speaks. Who woke you up?
Leave him alone, Frank.
You haven't told one in a long time, David.
Yeah. I've been working on this one.
It's ready.
Excellent. Go for it, Dave.
Submitted for the approval of the Midnight Society,
I call this story...
[DAVID] It was the night before Halloween,
the Night of Tricks, the night they call Mischief Night.
[BOY WHISPERING] Get the shaving cream. Yeah. Quiet.
[MAN] Hey! What are you kids doing?
No way, man.
Don't be a wuss. It's Mischief Night.
Yeah, but... Let's go someplace else.
What's the matter? Afraid the witch is going to get you?
No such thing. Then let's do it.
[DAVID] Kevin and Dougie were best friends,
but Kevin was way more daring.
He was always looking for adventure,
and on that Mischief Night, he found it.
What are you doing, dipwad? She might hear us.
Sorry.
No sweat.
Aah! Uh!
Come on!
Ohh!
[MENACING LAUGH] Ha ha ha!
Ha ha ha ha!
Ha ha ha ha ha!
[CHOKING]
You finish your dinner?
[DOORBELL RINGS]
You could at least pretend.
Gramps used to pretend to be scared.
[WOMAN] Dougie, Kevin's here.
Check out this costume.
Ta-da! Cool mask.
You're a bum. You're a bum every year.
So? You get the same candy.
- [DOORBELL RINGS] - Come on. Let's book.
Be careful, and don't go too far.
I hear some of the candy's poisoned this year.
- Ha ha ha ha! - Kevin!
[DOUGIE] This is getting old. Let's go home.
Aw, come on. We just started.
Hey... let's go to Miss Clove's house.
Are you bent? After last night?
She didn't know it was us, and we have costumes on.
Nobody goes to Miss Clove's house.
Yeah. We can tell everybody
that we were the only ones brave enough
to go to the witch's house on Halloween.
Forget it. I'm out of here.
Or... I could say that you were too scared
and had to run home to Mommy.
[DOORBELL RINGS]
- Nobody home. I'm gone. - Chill.
- Yes? - Trick or treat. Trick or treat.
Trick or treat? Trick...
or treat.
I didn't think anyone was coming.
Come in. Come in! Come in!
I am so glad someone finally came.
Oh, I just love Halloween, but no children every stop by.
Maybe they think the place is haunted.
Ha ha!
[BOYS LAUGH NERVOUSLY]
Let me see your costumes.
Oh... nice.
Very nice.
We got a lot more houses to go, ma'am, and--
Tell you what. Because you boys were the only children
nice enough to come and see me on Halloween,
I'm going to give you a special treat.
Wait right here.
See? There's nothing to be scared of.
The vase. She didn't even clean it up.
I've got something special for two very special boys.
[MUSIC PLAYING]
What is it?
- It's the claw of a vulture. - Eww!
Oh, it's isn't real. It's made of wood.
They say it's charmed,
and whoever has it will get three wishes.
- Yeah? - Mm-hmm.
Three wishes apiece, or three for both of us?
Kevin!
I'm sure it means three wishes apiece.
Thanks, lady, but I think we'll just take some candy
- and call it a night. - Nosense.
You must take it. I won't take no for an answer.
There you go.
Just one thing. Be careful what you wish for.
You might... just... get it.
[SLAM]
"Be careful what you wish for. You just might get it."
Give me a break. That was really strange.
- Ah, she's just a crazy old lady. - Three wishes? Right.
Yeah? Well, I wish we could go home
and lose this stupid trick-or-treating.
- Whoa! - What's the matter?
It... moved.
Dougie, it's a piece of old, junky wood, like your head.
Now can we try and get some more candy?
Did you see the way she was looking at us?
Yeah. Maybe she was sizing up our brains for her magic soup.
Yeah, right.
Uh-oh.
Yeah. Uh-oh.
Looky here. Some trick-or-treaters.
Did you get some candy, boys?
Candy's bad for you. Gives you cavities.
Ha ha ha!
Ha ha! Maybe you should give it to us.
- [DOUGIE] Forget it! - Did I say you could talk, snotball?
So what you got?
Forget it. I worked all night for that.
Give it up, or you aren't going to live long enough
to eat your stupid candy.
Run!
We catch them, we pound them.
- Yeah! - Yeah!
This has been a really bad Halloween.
What are you complaining for?
You got your wish. No more trick-or-treating.
I'm out of here.
[DAVID] The punks gave Dougie his wish--
No more trick-or-treats. Coincidence?
Or was it the twisted claw?
If you think it's bogus, why are you nervous?
Sorry. It gives me the creeps.
Yeah? Well, it's going to give me
something I've wanted since I was a kid.
Bostick?
Field day's this afternoon,
and I want to beat Bostick in the 600.
[DOUGIE] Forget it. Nobody beats Bostick.
Until now. Someone's got to shut him down.
Oh, man, don't do it.
I wish... I wish I could beat Bostick in the 600.
Whoa!
It moved!
I told you, that thing's alive.
Yeah, well, if it helps me beat Bostick this afternoon,
I don't care if it jumps up and picks my nose.
Let's go! Runners, take your mark!
600 finals!
Come on, you guys. Let's go. Let's go.
Move! Move! Move!
All right, Bostick.
Yeah, Bostick.
He thinks he's so good.
Yeah. Go for it.
He is.
Yeah? We'll see.
Come on, Kevin!
[WHISTLE BLOWS] Runners, take your positions, please.
Let's go, you guys. Come on!
Move in, move it. On the line, please.
- Let's go! - Good luck, Kev.
- Come on. Let's do it. - Yeah!
You guys ready?
Runners, take your marks!
- Get set! - Ah!
[GUN FIRES]
[CHEERING]
- Go! - Go!
Come on! Run!
Come on, Kevin. Keep going!
You can do it!
Run! Come on, Kevin!
[GROWLING]
Go! Come on!
[GROWLING]
No!
Aah!
[EVIL LAUGHTER]
I did it! I beat him.
No, listen. It was the dog.
Listen! Look! The dog!
[TEACHER] You OK, son?
Oh, it hurts! My leg! It hurts!
Tell Mr. White to get an ambulance.
Relax, son. It's going to be all right.
- Help is coming. - Is he OK?
[TEACHER] If you call having a broken leg OK.
It hurts! Oh, my...
He-- he tripped, right? It was an accident.
- These things happen, right? - He didn't just trip.
It was the dog. Where's the dog?
So they eash used up one wish.
And something evil happened each time
to make the wishes come true. Cool.
Hey, I'd wish for a million bucks and take my chances.
So? What happened?
[DAVID] That night, Dougie's parents went out for dinner.
So... Kevin came over,
and he brought something with him--
The gold medal he won in the 600.
Bostick broke his leg. You wished it to happen, and it did.
It was an accident.
Mis Clove said to be careful what we wished for
- because we might get it. - Dougie, get a grip!
There's nothing magic going on here.
Yeah? What about those guys that tried to beat us up?
Where did they come from? Aw, geez!
If Gramps were here, he'd know what to do.
Dougie, enough!
What if my parents find out what happened a Miss Clove's?
I'l be grounded for life.
They're not going to find out. It's over!
I say we take this back to Miss Clove's and apologize.
Then I cantell my folks we did the right thing.
Forget it! No one is telling nobody nothing!
- But my folks! - "But my folks!"
I wish you'd just lose your folks. Aah!
It moved, didn't it?
- No, no. It's just-- - You made a wish!
- No, I didn't. - You wished I'd lose my folks.
- Yeah, but-- - [RING]
- Don't answer it. - [RING]
- Hello?
- [MAN] Is this Douglas Freeman? - Yes.
This is Lieutenant Carruthers from the Cooper City Police.
I have some bad news for you, son.
Your parents have been in a car accident.
They've been taken to the hospital--
- No! - Who was that?
Mom and Dad had an accient.
They're in the hospital. It was the wish!
No way!
It was! You wished it!
- Then wish for them to be OK. - Yeah! No.
Every time we make a wish, something bad happens.
- Then do something! - I wish Gramps were here.
He'd know what to do. Aah!
Dougie, your grandfather's dead. You don't think...
[CAR HORN HONKS TWICE]
That's Gramps' car. It's him!
No! I don't want to meet no ghost!
We got to wish it away!
- No! - Where is it?
- I wish-- - The wishes are bad!
Dougie, he's dead! He may be a skeleton or rotten.
Uh! Get off!
Uhh!
I got one wish left, and I ain't meeting no ghost!
You can't! That's the wrong way.
Uhh!
Get off!
- [DOORBELL RINGS] - Oh, man!
Wish it away, Dougie, please!
No. I'm going to make the wish we should have made from the start.
We're sorry we broke Miss Clove's vase,
and we wish it never, ever happened.
Whoa! Whoa!
[DOORBELL RINGS]
- Don't answer it. - I got to.
[DOORBELL RINGS]
Sorry. We forot our keys.
Again.
If I didn't take them, they wouldn't get taken.
Hi, Kev.
So... you guys are OK? Nothing happened?
We only went over to the Morrisons'.
Apart from that maniac truck driver that almost sideswiped us.
- Oh, it wasn't that dramatic. - Whoa! What's this for?
- I'm just glad to see you. - We're glad to see you, too.
Hang out, guys.
I say we raid the fridge for some ice cream.
The car.
It's gone.
I don't get it.
Wait.
How did that happen?
Check your pockets.
My medal's gone! Where did it go?
- Bostick's got it. - Say what?
He's got it. He won the race
just like he was supposed to, and there never was a ghost car,
- and those tough guys never chased us. - What do you mean?
I finally made the right wish. None of it ever happened.
[DOORBELL RINGS]
Are you sure the car was gone?
What does it say?
It says "Trick or treat!"
[DAVID] All they could hear was the sound of the wind
blowing through the trees.
[FAINT EVIL LAUGHTER]
Or was it the cackle of a sly witch?
[WOMAN] Ha ha ha ha! Ha ha ha ha!
[CLANG]
The End.
I declare this meeting of the Midnight Society closed.
Until next time...
Pleasant dreams, everyone.
Captioned by Grant Brown