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You didn't really want this back, did you?

You didn't really want this back.

Come on, Carl.

Come on.

What do you want?

Come on.

I know that voice.

Miss Armstrong.

My grade 11 history teacher.

What's she doing here?

Probably one of her famous field trips. She's a real history freak.

Must be. That hairstyle went out in 1969.

Not attending her class is one of the few perks of being dead.

This particular cause is well over one thousand... And once

again, we're looking and not touching. Oh, but I would never harm this

It's just such... Oh, for God's sake.

Oh, my God.

What? Oh, my God.

Amy.

Who's Amy?

My sister.

When the great eclipse plunged the world into darkness, The vampire race erupted

in a civil war.

The bloodthirsty fury battled with the enlightened elder for domination of the

undead. In desperation, the elders gathered up those young vampires that

be saved and entrusted them to me.

To humanize them, to tame their instincts, and teach them how to live

mortals.

When a human becomes a vampire, it is easy for them to forget their past life.

Bloodlust and their nocturnal schedule distract them from memories of the

they once knew and loved.

But occasionally, they are reminded. You guys are already up.

You're cutting into my downtime here. You know the Bloody Mary minus the Mary

time alone?

Sorry to interrupt your cocktail hour, Mr. Hefner, but this is important.

And my needs aren't. For your information, Carl's sister is upstairs.

Oh, Ms. Armstrong.

Ms. Armstrong, while I'm honored at your appreciation of Mansbridge Academy's

rich heritage, I would ask that next time you phone ahead first.

Oh, but I'm sure this one time you'll let me get away with it for the benefit

the children. Well, actually, this happens to be the fifth time.

Reginald, is that a new haircut?

It's a little trim.

It's very flattering.

The Battle of Gettysburg was fought during what year?

Anyone?

Well, then does anybody know what war we're talking about here?

Family resemblance is uncanny, Carl.

I didn't know your sister was a teacher.

Not her.

The girl.

Amy. Oh, the cute one.

Obviously adopted.

Stupid kids keep getting in the way.

Turn it off, Carl.

See that knapsack? I bought that for her for her 13th birthday.

It's cute.

She hated it.

Okay. I like that, you know.

Always straight with each other.

Why is she so sad?

All right, that's it.

What are you doing, Essie? Carl, I know where you're going with this.

Give me the remote.

No.

Fine. There are better seats in the house.

Hey, Malcolm.

Hey.

How's it going?

Malcolm Fry.

Now, here's a real history buff.

The faculty is still abuzz about how you spent your seventh grade summer

vacation. Would you share with the class?

Well, I built a replica of the Eiffel Tower completely to scale out of

sticks.

She always bites her nails when she's upset about something.

She hasn't smiled once.

Have you noticed that?

She thinks I'm dead.

You are dead.

I thought she'd be over that by now.

That time would have healed her.

It's only been a year.

No, you don't understand.

We were so close.

She needs to know I'm alright.

She deserves to know the truth.

What? That you're a blood -sucking vampire?

Carl, let her go.

She's my sister.

You try to make an impression, you know?

Sure, an important accomplishment.

You think people might actually find it interesting.

But no, you just end up looking like a stupid dork. Who thinks you're a dork?

Amy Todman.

Who's she?

I've had a crush on her since fifth grade.

We were both on the Redfield debate team.

But I made a fool of myself when I talked about my popsicle sticks.

Popsicle sticks?

It's a long story.

I'm sure you're overreacting.

Look. If you like her so much, ask her out.

I tried to once, but then her older brother kicked my butt.

I don't see your older brother right now.

Amy.

I need to talk to you about my brother.

She's still here.

You reported seeing Carl here at Mansbridge a year after he died.

Yeah, that's right.

I couldn't believe it.

I didn't know what to think.

But you're sure it was him?

Yeah. I remember.

He was wearing his letter jacket.

A lot of guys in the team wear that jacket.

How can you be sure that it was Carl?

Hey, I've seen Carl up close and very personal when he told me to stop calling

your house.

He never told me you phoned.

How many times?

It was just to arrange for the debate team to meet. You know, stuff like that.

But you knew Carl.

That's why you're so positive with him.

It was dark.

I saw him run out into the hallway.

He looked right at me.

It was like seeing a ghost.

Was it?

What? A ghost.

Is that what you saw?

He was so pale.

Almost white.

As if he was upset.

Upset?

Is that why she came here?

Is that some dweeb silly internet posting?

It's obvious, Essie.

She wants to reconnect with me.

I can't leave her like this. It's not fair.

Trust me, Carl. It's worse revealing what you really are.

You're right, Essie.

I can't reveal myself as a vampire.

Finally. So I'll reveal myself as a ghost.

What?

So, what do you want from me?

You know, slam a door or two. Move things around with your telekinesis.

make things spooky, that's all.

This is some sort of Halloween prank. I could really get into it.

Look, I have to convince my sister that I'm a ghost.

Plain and simple.

You want to scare her?

No, convince her.

If she buys it, then she knows I'm okay, and then she'll get on with her life.

You get it?

Well,

my child's come with a price.

I mean, what's in it for me?

How about the satisfaction of knowing you did something good?

God, why do I suddenly feel sick?

All right.

Two rations of blood.

Three, and you got a deal.

Hey, looking for this?

What are you doing with it? You gave it to me to keep warm one night, remember?

Or do you do that to all the girls?

Yeah, I do.

So have you thought about what you're going to say to her?

How about boo?

First, I'm going to give her a sign that I'm near. That's Marty's job.

And then as soon as she's hooked, I'm going to appear at a distance in a dim

light and whisper to her. Ah, and say what?

Don't worry about me, sis, being a ghost of rocks.

Yeah, something like that.

And this is the jacket I was wearing when Malcolm spotted me.

I don't know, Carl.

I was thinking something more along the lines of this.

How about that?

Yeah,

that's pretty funny, Marty.

It's getting late.

Shouldn't you be heading back to your dorm at Renfield?

Please, Malcolm.

I have to know everything that you saw.

Everything that you remember about that night with Carl.

There's nothing more to tell.

Look, when my mom died, I sat by the living room for hours, expecting her to

return from work just like she always did.

Must have been very hard.

Well, little by little, my memory at first started to fade.

At first, I felt guilty, like I shouldn't forget, because it would be

But then in time, it got easier.

Did you ever make contact with her?

You mean like a ghost?

To tell you the truth, I don't really believe in them.

There's no scientific evidence.

What's her theory?

Nice work.

Thank you, boss.

Next time, instead of having the statue topple right away, let it roll along the

mantle first. Ups the spook factor.

Everybody wants to be a director.

I hope this wasn't an antique.

Do you feel something in the room?

I feel a little chilly.

That must be because I'm so tired.

Maybe it's Carl.

Look, Amy, you're a reasonable person, and I'm a reasonable person.

I can't explain what I saw.

A part of me accepts it, but a bigger part of me says it was an illusion.

So you didn't see Carl?

It was a while ago.

It was dark.

I don't know what I saw.

He's here. I know it.

Dry wood.

Live ember.

Strong gust.

Poof. You got fire.

I could kill that dweeb. He's ruining everything.

Then I say let's take it up a notch.

Go straight to the grand finale.

don't understand.

Why would Carl reveal himself to you and not to me, his own flesh and blood?

Because spirit entities have lost their connection with the physical world.

It's not uncommon for them to be disoriented.

You mean they get lost?

Get ready.

Just say the word, bro.

I'll cast a soft light on you and levitate you across the room.

What if I'm too heavy for you and you can't get me up there?

Well, then you drop.

Amy, there's something I should tell you.

What, Malcolm?

When I reported my sighting, I was sure it was Carl.

But as time went on, I became less sure.

And I didn't let on because... Why?

Because by keeping it alive,

I was, in a small way, a very indirect way,

keeping my link to you.

I was almost over, Carl.

After months of grieving, I was slowly getting back to myself.

And then I got your report on the net.

And suddenly there was hope.

I'm sorry, Amy. I rushed out and bought every book I could find on ghosts and

spirits. I even went to a seance.

But I couldn't make contact.

All right.

You ready?

Let's do it. So I came here.

At the last resort.

If Carl came back into my life now, even as a ghost, I'd never have to let him

go.

Please,

if you're here, say something.

Remember when you used to play hide -and -go -seek?

You'd always hide in the most obvious places just so I could find you.

Carl?

Great. Now you got her believing you could be a ghost.

Some closure.

Here.

Put this on.

Please, it's really not my style. No, please, put it on.

I don't understand. What are you doing? Look.

The ghost is keeping me alive for her.

But I'm not alive.

I'm dead.

Okay, so now what?

So we have to kill the ghost.

Please, if you hear me, say something.

Carl?

I thought you were Dr. Murdoch.

Where did you get that jacket?

Oh, it was right after Big Redfield game.

Yeah, it was cold in my cheerleading uniform, and this really sweet

loaned it to me.

Carl Todman?

Yeah.

You know, he was my brother.

Oh.

Sorry.

Look, I better be going. If I get busted again for being out faster, y 'all get

kicked out.

Do you do this often?

Like, come in late at night and stuff.

Yeah, but we'll just keep it between me and you, okay?

I knew it couldn't be true.

What couldn't be true?

Nothing.

Here.

You should have this.

But he gave it to you. He loaned it to me.

Please. It belongs in the family.

He kept meaning to get this fixed.

But I have to know he put it there himself.

You know, it's just not cool to have a brand new jacket.

I'll never forget how funny he looked jumping up and down on it with his boot.

Then tying it to the back of the car.

He circled the block three times with his jacket dragging behind him.

Yeah, that's so Carl.

Look, I really should be going.

Sure.

I thought I heard your voice.

Thanks, Malcolm.

For what?

For being honest with me about Carl.

No sweat?

Well, I could have said goodbye to him.

You can.

How?

Well, with my mom, I just imagined that wherever she was, she was listening.

Then... You just say the words.

Goodbye, Carl.

It is memories of the path that keep their loved ones alive.

For vampires, memories are equally important.

You know, I have to confess something.

Yes?

I'm really gonna miss that jacket.

What?

For through memory, they restore their link, not just to humanity, but to each

other.