All language subtitles for Halloween.The.Curse.Of.Michael.Myers.UNRATED.PRODUCERS.CUT.1995.BDRiP.x264-CREEPSHOW

Push.

Push.

Oh, God, it's coming!

It's coming!

Oh, God, it's coming!

I baby cries]

Please.
Please give him to me.

Please.

Please.

No. Please, my baby!

Please give him to me.

[woman crying I

Damn you!

When Michael Myers
was six years old,

he stabbed his sister to death.

For years, he was locked up,

locked away
in Smith's Grove Sanatorium'

But he escaped,

and suddenly "Halloween“
was another word for mayhem.

He needed to wipe out
his entire family.

He struck them down at night
and always on Halloween.

The police tried everything
to stop him.

He overcame them all...

and disappeared.

The world thought him dead,

but I--l wasn't sure.

I wasn't sure
that Michael Myers had died.

Jamie, come to me.

Jamie, come to me.

Jamie.

Jamie, come with me...

If you want to save your baby.

God, he's coming.

We've got to move now. Come on'

[Baby crying 1

[gasping I

You can do it. You can do it.

There. it's that way.

No.

No, save your baby.

Go! Get out!

Jamie?

Jamie?

[Baby crying 1

[Baby crying 1

Hey! What are you
doing to my truck?!

What the hell are
you doing to my truck?

What?!

Please help me get...

What?!

Danny.

Danny.

Kill for him'

Mommy!

Danny?

Mommy's here.

What is it, baby?

The voice man, he's here.

No one's there, sweetheart.

But I've seen him'

You've been watching
way too much TV. You know that?

He says things, bad things.

Like what?

Okay-

Stay away, monsters.

Stay away, ghouls.

Stay away from Danny.

You jerks know the rules.

Better?

Here.

Good night, Danny.

Night, Mom.

it's "Back Talk"
with Barry Simms.

Hey, who is that guy?
We're in the second hour

of a special Halloween
edition of "Back Talk.“

I'm Barry Simms, and as usual,
We're coming to you live

from high atop the Sears Tower
here in Chicago.

Tomorrow night, we will be
coming to you from Haddonfield,

the town that has banned
Halloween since 1989,

when infamous serial killer
Michael Myers,

his niece Jamie Lloyd,

and about a dozen cops
were killed in an explosion.

We have a caller waiting.

Who's next to talk to me?

Uh, I know
this may sound crazy, Barry,

but I really think
I'm in love with him'

I mean, he--he's so untamed,
so uninhibited.

He's everything
I've ever wanted in a man'

You know, this is good.

I can see the tabloids now.

"Psycho Lays NymphO,

the best sex
he ever dismembers.“

Is this the type
you always fall for, lady?

Any other serial studs
on the list?

You know, Bundy? Manson?

What about that--
What about the Dahmer guy?

I bet--l bet you could really
cook with him, couldn't you?

No. I just want Michael.

I want to know
what's behind that mask.

Deep down, I think he's
just like you and me, Barry.

He just needs someone
to understand him,

someone to love him'

Yeah. Deep down, I'm--

Yeah, I'm sure that's true.

You know, you're talking about

one of this nation's
most notorious serial killers

like--like he belongs
in some kind of an est seminar.

You know, I hate to be the one
to break the news to you, lady,

but Michael Myers has been dead
for six years.

Now we've got someone
who actually claims

to have seen
that Michael Myers.

Does this wacko caller
have a name?

My name's Tommy.

I was only eight years old
when I saw him,

but I was one of the lucky ones.

I survived.

There is help out there
for people like you.

It's called
electroshock therapy.

Come on.
You don't really believe

that Michael Myers
is actually alive.

Michael's work
isn't done in Haddonfield,

and soon, very soon.

He'll come home to kill again.

But this time, I'll be ready.

Seriously, though, Tom.
I hear Smith's Grave's

having a blue light
on self-admission.

You might want to check into it.
The lines are open,

so give me your best shot
at 1-800-968-7825.

Give us a hit.

Duane.

What's on your feeble excuse
for a mind tonight, Duane?

Just like to say that I listen
to your show every night, Barry.

I think you're the best,

and I can't tell you
how excited we are

that you'll be paying a little visit

to our little town
tomorrow night.

So do you have a point
to make here, Duane,

or should I just keep
spanking the monkey?

Barry, you're too much.

I'd just like to say
that I understand

how things have changed
in the '90s.

Gays in the military.

Cut off your husbands dojigger,
become a national hero.

I just can't see any sense

in bringing Halloween
back to Haddonfield.

Wank, wank. Thank you, Duane.

You may leave me now.

Next caller.

I say it's about time

they had a Halloween revival
in this town.

Now my kids
can stop driving me crazy.

That maniac's either long dead
or long gone.

Either way,
I say let's bury the sucker,

get the party started.

Paw. Whoa-hoe:!

Beer! Yeah!

Thank you. Next.

Barry, what happened

to that psychiatrist of his,
Loomis?

I heard the old quack was dead.

What? Are you
looking for a referral?

Not dead.

Just very much retired.

I think we'll take
a little break from the callers.

Good God.

Terence, come in!

What a night!

Not even so much as a sign
for five miles on that road.

That's the beauty of the countryside.

I thrive on it.

God.

- You look good, Sam.
- Ah, I feel great.

I had surgery, plastic surgery,

skin grafts. It cost a fortune,

but at least I don't
frighten people anymore.

Ah, don't tell me
that the revered Rasputin

of Smith's Grove has grown
complacent in his old age,

and I won't believe that
for a second.

Well, I can't remember you
making house calls, Dr. Wynn.

Especially at this hour.

Mm, and you're right.

I've come to celebrate.

Why are you listening
to that jerk?

Oh. It's a program
about Haddonfield.

I'm taping it.

[Baby crying 1

So who is responsible

for getting the Halloween rally
thingie together?

We are.
It's the Haddonfield Junior College.

But why go to all the trouble
of throwing this soiree?

So what if Halloween
has been banned in Haddonfield?

- I mean, who cares?
- We do!

We live here.

It's time we got on with our lives.

That's what tomorrow night
is all about.

Man, this town is dying, Barry.

Wow. You know,

I've heard Michael Myers blamed

for a lot of things tonight,
but this is a first.

He's actually killed
the economy.

Look, tomorrow night
is when we change all that,

especially having you
do your broadcast live...

You have reached
Haddonfield Emergency Services.

Due to severe
weather conditions,

all circuits
are momentarily busy.

If this is not an emergency--

You gonna get up there
on the stage with ol' Barr?

- Uh, yeah, I will.
- Yeah?

Well,
I'll see you tomorrow night.

This is "Back Talk"
with Barry Simms.

Give me a call
at 1-800-968-7825.

That's 1-800-YOU-SUCK.

So come on, all you
Bogeyman believers out there.

Give me a call. Call me tonight.

Well, after 32 years,

guess who is finally
relinquishing his duties

as chief administrator
of Smith's Grove.

Good God.
You don't mean to say you're--

Retiring? I came by
to give you the news myself.

Well, I wish you well, Terence.

It's been in the planning stages
for some time now.

To old friends...

to retirement,

to new beginnings.

Old friends.

Sam, I want you to come back
to Smith's Grove.

You should know
that ifs not wise

to play Halloween pranks on me.

It's no prank.
You're the one I've chosen, Sam.

I want you to come back.

After my stroke six years ago,

they practically
had to hold a pistol to my head

to get me to retire,

but things are different now.

I'm different.

I've buried the ghosts.

I've buried them
in this--this manuscript.

I don't want to practice
medicine anymore.

They're coming.
Don't tell me.

Your name is Joan, Joan of Arc,

and you're also
hearing voices, right?

Now, who's coming?

It's Michael,
Michael Myers.

Look, someone, anyone, help me.

Dr. Loomis, are you out there?
Can you hear me, Dr. Loomis?

- I need your help!
- Please, please, no, no.

Please, enough of this.

What the hell
is going on tonight?

Every loony in the state
is calling.

What is this, a full moon?

Man, guess Halloween
brings out all the wackos.

I can't wait until we gel
to Haddonfield tomorrow.

I'm gonna rip the lid off
of this Myers B.S.

Now I'm mad, feeble listeners.

Now I'm mad.

Shh.

It's okay.

You're so cute.

Shh.

Yes.

It's okay.

You're so cute. Yes.

I gasps]

No!

Leave us alone!

I gasps]

You can't have the baby,
Michael.

[9394151
You can't have the baby.

Enough...

of this Michael Myers...

bullshit!

You stupid kids got
about three seconds to get

the hell off my property!

1, 2...

ltwas Jamie Lloyd.

That was six years ago, Sam.

You know she died with him
in that explosion. You know it.

That's what someone
would like us to believe,

but I tell you,
Michael is alive. I--

I can feel his evil heart beating.

I can see him just as I did
all those years ago

behind these very same walls,

staring, staring,

always growing stronger.

Please, as my colleague,

as my friend,

I can't go through this again.

Not alone.

I need your help to stop him.

Dr. Wynn. I--I didn't expect you in
this morning.

Dawn, uh, this is Dr. Loomis,

the man I was telling you about.

Oh, yes. It's a pleasure
to meet you, Doctor.

It will be wonderful to have you
back at the hospital.

Dr. Wynn, there's something
you should know.

Dawn, I'd like you to get
Dr. Loomis anything he needs,

files, tests, records
of every treatment we've ever

administered to a former patient
of ours, Michael Myers.

Michael Myers?

Is something wrong?

I just received a phone call.

That girl, Jamie Lloyd,
her body was found

this morning near Haddonfield.

Notify the Haddonfield sheriff.
Tell him we're on the way.

I want the entire staff on alert.

We go to code-red lockdown
for 24 hours.

If that maniac is really out there,

I plan to bring him back alive.

Yo, G, what's up?

Barry's my homeboy from Chicago.

Yes, that Barry Simms.

Beth and I are down on this gig.

Danny.

Look, you just bring the posse tonight,

and we'll hook you up.

Peace!

Doesn't Danny look cute
dressed up as his Uncle Tim?

Great. Now I've got a six-year-old
gang member for a son.

Perfect.

This is the famous
Tim Strode stomach pounder.

You down for the challenge?

Hit me, G.

Good try, Dan man'

You better stick to orange juice.

Shitheads. Defacing my property.

Heh. Showed them'

John, they were just kids.

Kids, my dear Debra,
are what's ruining this country.

Everywhere you go,
it's the same damn thing.

There's no goddamn respect.

I rest my case.

Kara, you'll never pass that exam
on an empty stomach.

"Cognitive therapy,"
"emotional disorders.“

What are they teaching you
in college these days,

the an of going crazy?

It's called psychology, Mom.

Living in this house is enough
to drive anyone crazy.

Oh, yeah?
Well, who the hell asked you

to come back here
in the first place?

Better get Danny to school.

Doesn't show her face around
her own family for five years.

Then comes back and expects us
to roll out the red carpet.

You think going to college

is gonna make up
for your mistakes, girl? Huh?

- Please.
- Lay off her, Dad.

Let's go, Danny.

Kara, wait. Please, John.

Can't we just sit down for once
and try to be a family?

It's all right, Mom.

Oh, that's it, Debra.
Yeah, just keep slipping her the cash.

You know, while you're at it,
I got a great idea.

Here. Here. Why don't you give her
all of our goddamn money?

Why don't you leave her alone?

Nothing ever changes, does it?

When are you gonna wake up?

I got news for you, girl.

Before you came around,
everything was going fine

till you landed on our doorstep...

you and that little...

bastard of yours.

I see only one bastard
in this house.

Danny.

Get away from her!

You shut up,
and stay out of this!

- Kill for him.
- John, please don't.

You ever talk to me like that again.

And so help me God...

You understand?

Give me the knife, Danny.

Hey!

Hey! Make way
for the Hardin County Express!

Where's Tim? We're supposed to
go over the list of events for tonight.

Oh, God. He do that to you?

Another episode
of "Father Knows Best“

at the Strode house.

What the hell happened this time?

I gasps]

What's gotten into you?

Just glad to see you, that's all.
You guys okay?

Tonight's the night we bring
some life back into this town.

Shit, Beth, why do we
have to be the ones

to organize this friggin' fair?

I mean, it's only Halloween.

How many times
do I have to tell you?

Now, Danny, you know Grandpa
didn't really hurt me, right?

Right, Mom.

Well, you better go catch your bus.

But tonight when you come home,

we'll go trick-or-treating, okay?

Okay-

I love you, Danny.

Love you, Mommy.

Give me a squeeze.

Mm.

Yeah. Okay.

Just can't live
with her anymore, Debra'

You don't understand, do you?

It's not about Kara'

It's about you.

I don't care what she's done.

She's your daughter.

She's not my daughter anymore.

Beth, who's that guy who lives
across the hall from you?

Why? You interested?

Yeah, right.

He's always staring
out his window.

Last night,
I caught him watching me.

That must be Tommy.

On a weirdness scale of 1 to 10,
he rates about a 13.

Supposedly, some scary shit

happened to him
when he was a kid,

messed up his head pretty bad.

He's harmless, though.
Probably just lonely.

Or horny, something you probably
haven't felt in a while.

Tim...

Happy Halloween.
Mrs. Blankenship!

Best part about living
in that boardinghouse

is that crazy old lady

wouldn't hear a truck
drive through her living room.

Please, look,
you've gotta listen to me.

They're coming. They're coming.

Hmm.
Yeah, so they're coming.

They're coming. Don't tell me.

Your name is Joan, Joan of Arc,

and you're also hearing voices,
right?

Come on, now.
Who's coming?

It's Michael,
Michael Myers.

Look, someone, anyone help me.

Dr. Loomis, are you out there?
Can you hear me, Dr.--

It's Michael, Michael Myers.

...attention, please?
Bus 611

- from Pontiac, Russellville...
- Look, someone, anyone help me.

Dr. Loomis, are you out there?
Can you hear me, Dr. Loomis?

- ...delayed one hour.
- Dr. Loomis, I need your help.

God, please help.

May I have
your attention, please?

Bus 34 from Peoria,
Russellville, and Gardner,

with through service
for Chicago, Illinois,

will be arriving in five minutes.

Ticketed passengers,
please wait inside the door

until arrival of bus number 344

Can I help you, sir?

Can you tell me if a bus arrived
from Pontiac last night?

Sure did.

Are you looking for someone?

Thank you.

May I have
your attention, please?

Bus number 34,
service to Chicago, has arrived

and is now ready for boarding
through the side door.

[Baby crying 1

Jesus.

Shh.

No. Shh. It's okay.

It's okay. It's okay.

It's okay, man'

It's okay.

Shh!

Good God. What's that?

It's his mark.

He's coming home.

Dear God.

Jamie.

Only God can help her now, sir.

Sam, don't.
Let them take care of her.

- Dr. Loomis.
- Yes?

They told me you'd be coming.

Now I'd suggest you go right
on back to your crackpot asylum.

You people got
no business in my town.

Michael Myers is my business.

It's been quiet here for six years,

and that's the way it's gonna stay,

and the last thing I need now

is you going around
spouting off ghost stories.

I suppose it was a ghost
that did all this, eh?

It was a ghost talking
on the radio last night,

and that's a ghost being
carried out here right now?

Yo, check it out.

Tonight's gonna be killer.

Kara, I swear,
one of these days,

you're gonna get lost
in that thing.

I can't find my term paper.

Just copy someone else's.

I do it all the time.
Works primo.

Oh, shit.

Looks like your little boy's got
himself quite an imagination.

He's been
having nightmares.

I think it's cool.

Must be some nightmares.

Beth, we got work to do!

Hey, are you gonna be okay?

Don't worry.

I baby coos]

I need to see a doctor.

What seems to be the problem?

Uh, it's my baby. It's--

There's been an accident.

What kind of accident?

Get me a doctor now!

Security.

Sam, there's nothing
you can do for her now.

Oh.

Ah. I'll be right back.

UL Looms?

Yeah.

Dr. Loomis,
thank God you're here.

You heard her last night,
didn't you?

It was Jamie.

I'm sorry. I--

I don't know you, do I? I--

I'm Tommy, Tommy Doyle.

Laurie Strode, Jamie's mother,

was babysitting me
the night when...

Tommy Doyle.

What are you doing here?

Please,
I need to know the truth.

Michael Myers
has come home, hasn't he?

W-What do you know
about Michael'?

I know he's still out there.

People in this town,
they want us to believe he's dead,

but I know. I've always known.

She's out there
and fighting for her life.

If she should die,

she is the last of his bloodline.

No, Dr. Loomis,
she's not the last.

Oh, God, there's a family,

relatives of the people
who adopted Laurie, the Strodes.

They're living in the Myers' house.

Dr. Loomis,
about Michael, it's just

- a theory of mine, but--
- That's him.

Uh, meet me tonight,
9:00 at the campus rally.

Tommy, wait! Wait!

[Baby crying 1

Tommy, wait!

Oh, there you are.

Who is that boy?

An old friend.

Mm.

Great.

"I 93$P$ I
- I'm very sorry,

Mrs. Strode, but...

is everything all right?

Who are you?

I came to help your family.

[Baby crying 1

Shh.

Shh. it's okay.

Okay, Steven.

You like that name?

Yeah, I think it suits you.

[Steven crying I

It's okay.

I won't let anything happen to you.

For 15 years, I've been obsessed

to find out
what was going on inside of him.

It's been my life work

and my ultimate failure.

This force, this thing
that lived inside of him

came from a source too violent,
too deadly for you to imagine.

It--it grew inside him...

contaminating his soul.

It was pure evil.

What makes you think
he'll come back here?

This house is sacred to him'

He has all his memories here,
his rage!

Mrs. Strode, I beg of you,

don't let your family
suffer the same fate

that Laurie
and her daughter suffered.

Jamie? I--I thought that--

She's been found
outside Haddonfield stabbed.

What should I do?

I've written it all down for you,

but you haven't a moment to lose.

Mrs. Strode,

Michael Myers has come back
to Haddonfield to kill.

Strode Real Estate.

John, something terrible
has happened.

What do you want now, Debra?

A man came by the house,

a psychiatrist
by the name of Loomis,

and he told me
about the terrible things

that happened here in our house.

Debra, what the hell are you
doing talking to strangers,

- letting him into our house?
- John,

they found Jamie Lloyd
this morning.

Someone tried to kill her.

Debra, I don't know what
the hell you're talking about.

I--You ought to stop watching
those damn TV talk shows!

I'm getting
the children out of here,

at least until I know
what's going on.

John, I want you
to come with us.

Yeah.

You know, Debra'
you've lost it now.

You know that, Debra?
You've just lost it.

The reason you moved us
into this house,

your brother could never sell it

because of what happened here,
could he?

And you knew,

and you didn't tell us, John.

You knew.

God damn it.

Happy Halloween, little girl.

Hello.

We want the child.

Who is this?

Michael.

I-I'm coming.

Yes, I'm coming.

You ready? Oh, yes!

Yes! Yes!

Yes. Yeah, I'm coming,
all right,

and you better be there,
the Halloween Harvest Fair.

Let's do it together.

Sorry.

Mom? I'm home!

Hello?

Mom?

Mom?

Mom?

Danny?

Mom?

Are you there?

What are you doing here?

[Steven crying I

I'm your neighbor
from across the street.

I'm Tommy Doyle.

What are you doing with my son.

And where's my mother?

Uh, she wasn't here

when Danny came home from--

Danny, go downstairs.

But Tommy's my new friend,
and he knows all about dinosaurs.

You're in danger. Come with me.

Hi, Mrs. B.

[Steven crying I

Uh, you don't really expect us
to stay here, do you?

Want you to watch your house.

You can see everything
from that window.

Do you know how insane this is?

Who am I supposed
to be looking for?

Him.

Yeah, it's okay.

It's okay, Steven.

Mommy.

Mom!

Not now, Danny.

[Steven crying I

Here you go.

What? Hey.

Come on, man.

Here, let me give it a try.

There.

See?

All it takes
is a mother's touch.

Uncle Michael,
please don't hurt me.

Oh, God, please forgive me!

Your work is done now, Jamie.

I let you down again. Jamie.

I never should have left you.

Runes are
a kind of early alphabet

that originated in Northern
Europe about 500 B.C.

They were symbols carved
out of stone or pieces of wood,

used in pagan rituals to portend
future events and invoke magic.

From all the runes,

Thorn had
the most negative influence.

Among the ancient Druids,

Thorn represented a demon
that spread sickness,

destroyed crops,

brought death to hundreds
of thousands of people.

According to Celtic legend,
one child from each tribe

was chosen to be inflicted
with the curse of Thorn

to offer the blood sacrifices
of its next of kin

- on the night of Samhain.
- Halloween.

The sacrifice of one family

meant sparing the lives
of an entire tribe.

So why are you
so concerned about us

if Michael's only out
to kill his family?

In his mind, anyone living
in his house is his family.

For years, I've been convinced
there must be some reason,

some method
behind MichaeFs madness,

and the common link
I found is Thorn.

The druids were also great
mathematicians and astronomers.

The Thorn symbol is actually
a constellation of stars

that appears from time to time
on Halloween night.

Whenever it appears, he appears.

I've traced it back to 1963,

when Michael murdered
his sister Judith.

Then the next time was in 1978.

Michael escapes
from Smith's Grove.

It happened a decade later,

and the year after that,
he kills again.

Now Jamie says Michael is back,

and for the first time in six years,
Thorn reappears.

Coincidence?

What would happen
if he succeeded,

if he killed the last member
of his family?

Then Michael's power would end,

and the curse would be passed on
to another child.

I think that's why these people,

whoever they are,
are after Jamie's baby...

to make him
Michael's final sacrifice.

Where are you going?

To find the only man who can
stop him before it's too late.

Oh, no. Where's Danny?

Danny?! Danny?!

Mrs. Blankenship,
have you seen--

Danny, don't ever walk off

without telling me
where you're going.

Take him upstairs.

Lock the door,
and wait til I get back.

Kara, whatever you do...

don't go back to your house.

You let it get to her!

How could you?

Dr. Loomis, during surgery,

we discovered that Jamie's
uterus was hemorrhaging,

and we found this.

It's placental fluid.

Good God in Heaven,
do you mean to say that...

I estimate she gave birth
no more than 24 hours ago.

And the question is,
where is the baby?

I think I--I may already know.

Do you know
why we celebrate Halloween?

Because that's when we go
trick-or-treating and get candy.

Oh, well, yes,

but a long, longtime ago,

it was a night of great power,

when the days grew short

and the spirits of the dead
returned to their homes

to warm themselves
by the fireside.

All across the land,
huge bonfires were lit.

Oh, there was
a marvelous celebration'

People danced,
and they played games,

and they dressed up in costumes,

hoping to ward off the evil spirits,

especially the Bogeyman.

What's the Bogeyman?

Come on, Danny.

Say good night
to Mrs. Blankenship.

Good night, Mrs. Blankenship.

He hears the voice, you know,

just like the other boy
that lived in that house'

What are you talking about?

I was babysitting with him
that night,

little Mikey Myers
that lived across the street,

and that's when the voice came,

the night he murdered his sister.

Michael heard a voice?

It told him to kill his family.

Now where the hell's Barry?
Let's go!

Don't get starstruck
on me now, Tim.

We got a real agenda here,

and Barry is gonna help us
get the message out.

Hey, look.

Hello, Haddonfield!

Barry!

WKNB presents "Back Talk"
with Barry Simms,

live from Haddonfield, Illinois...

- Barry!
- the home of Michael Myers.

Debra! I'm home!

Thanks for the dinner.

Come out, come out,
wherever you are.

God damn it.

She actually left.

Shit.

I know what's going on'

It must be the Bogeyman.

Ha! Here I come, Bogeyman.

'Cause, you know,
I am really scared.

What the hell?

Power's off.

Tell me, kids, hows it feel
to finally pull Halloween

out of the proverbial
Haddonfield closet?

What we're saying here
is we will no longer

let the powers that be
control our minds.

For years,
Halloween has represented

everything that's wrong
with Haddonfield,

but Michael Myers is long gone.

There is no Bogeyman.

Whoa'

Does she get this riled up
in the sack, Tim?

I bet she wears
crotchless panties

and barks like a dog.

Beth, what do you say,

honey, you and me, uh...

As I was saying, we have
to stop acting out of fear.

Just look at Tim's family.

They live in the Myers house.

- You do?
- We do?

Uh, yeah, we do.

Great house.

- Hmm.
- Strong wood.

I see. You mean to tell me
you actually live in the house

of the most brutal
mass murderer in history?

Whoa!

This is the Barry Simms show,

and when we return,
we'll be coming at you live

from the one,
the only Myers house.

Hows that for
a Halloween shock, kids?

- "Back Talk“ with...
- How far to your house, kid?

About half a mile,
but I don't know

- if my folks are--
- Good.

- I'll meet you there in five.
- What about the kids?

We're supposed
to throw all the candy.

Phone! Relax your crack,
sweetheart

Quick tootle
around the old household,

and we'll be right on back.

Pull the van out back

so that I can sneak out
of here nice and quiet.

Oh, no. No, no, really.
Really, you're too good to me, really.

No, thanks for putting me
in the middle

of this cheap-shit
country bumpkin outfit, Paul.

I really appreciate it.

My fans expect better than this.

No, no, look, you tell

that penny-pinching whiner
Mike Sarducci

that when I get back,
I am personally

gonna cut off his balls
and wear 'em as earrings.

Where's the goddamn van?! God.

Oh, no, I'm trotting out
for a cheeseburger.

I'm taking the show
to the real Myers house,

where we should have done it
in the first place.

10 minutes in that house,

and I'll have every fruitcake medium
in the country

calling in,
trying to channel the spirit

of that pussy,
Michael Myers.

Sure, we can do
another show on him'

Kick the audience
in the face enough,

and they'll--
they'll lick you all over!

I'll call you when I get back,
Paul. Bye-bye.

Where the fuck...

What happened to the lights?

You really think
Barry's gonna show up?

Let's hope not.

Sorry he turned out to be
such an asshole.

It's okay.

Where is everyone?

Mom? Kara?

They're probably at the fair,

which is where we should be.

Beth, um, what you said before

about Michael Myers
living in our house,

is that really true?

It was a cold Halloween night.

He stood in the shadows
watching through the windows

as his sister
and her boyfriend made love.

Then he crept inside,

picked up a huge butcher knife,

and made his way
up these stairs.

He raised the knife
up behind her.

She turned around,

and he stabbed her!

Cut it out, Beth!

I really didn't know

that Michael Myers
lived in my house, okay?

Freaks me out.

I'm sorry.

I was just fooling around.

It's okay.

Let's get the candles.

Just a minute.

♪ Mommy, it's raining ♪

♪ it's raining red ♪

♪ Mommy, it's raining ♪

♪ it's raining red ♪

♪ Mommy, it's raining ♪

♪ it's raining red ♪

♪ Mommy, it's raining red ♪

♪ Mommy, it's raining ♪

♪ it's raining red ♪

♪ Mommy, it's raining ♪

♪ it's raining red ♪

♪ Mommy, it's raining ♪

♪ it's raining red ♪

♪ Mommy, it's raining red ♪

It's warm'

Why is it warm?

[Dripping I

Bx. Looms. 4A...

it's happening.

Your sister would kill us
if she knew we did it in her bed.

Yeah, well, it was your idea.

I am bad, aren't I?

Only when you wear
crotchless panties

and bark like a dog.

Where are you going?

I gotta take a shower.

You know, to stay fresh.

Watch out for the Bogeyman.

Hey, Beth, can you bring a towel
in here? I'm freezing!

Where are you
when I need you, honey?

Thanks.

I'll be in in a minute.

Mommy?

Hold on a second, Danny.

Danny, come to me.

- Hello.
- Mom?

Wait. Who is this?

No, this is Beth.

What are you doing there?

Do you know where my mother is?

She's not home. No one is.

What's wrong?

Is Tim with you?

He's in the shower.

I'm across the street.

I can see you.

Beth, I want you to listen to me.

Get Tim, and get out
of that house right now.

Kara, what the hell is going on?

Beth, look out!
There's someone in the room!

He's right behind you!

No!

No! Danny, no!

Danny!

Danny.

Danny.

Danny.

Mommy.

It's okay.

Danny, run!

Danny, come to Mommy.

Danny, please.

Ohh!

Come on'

The baby. Where's the baby?

Please, open the door!

Please, open the door!

Please, somebody help us!

Please, somebody help us!

Help us, please!

Help us, please!

Get them upstairs now!

Where's the baby?

He's gone.

Who else knewl had the baby?

- No one.
- No.

There had to be someone else!
Who knew'?

Nobody knew, except me and...

Danny, come to me.

Danny, come to me.

Come, Danny. Come to me.

Danny, no.

No. Please.

Careful with the girl.

Kara!

Wynn.

Mrs. Blankenship.
Oh, God, hurry.

We have to-

Hello, dear.

Where is she? Where's Kara?

Feel like I've been drugged.

We have been drugged.

Why are they doing this?

Why didn't they just kill us?

It's his game.

And I know
where he wants to play it.

Dr. Loomis, you know
that can't stop Michael.

Nothing will stop Michael...

but Wynn...

I tried to tell you in the hospital.

I think Michael is under
the influence of an evil rune.

Thorn'

I saw the symbol marked up
where we found Jamie stabbed.

Well, there are runes of light,
protection.

If Thorn could somehow be
trapped by these runes,

the energies could cancel
themselves out,

the evil could be destroyed.

You wait here.

Don't go anywhere
until I come back.

Wynn.

About time, Dr. Loomis.

Welcome to your fate.

The time has come
for you to know the truth.

The time has come
for you to join us.

Why now?

After Jamie escaped last night,
I knew she would come to you,

and I knew that you
would lead us to her baby,

her very special baby.

I needed her
just as I need you now.

It's your destiny, Sam.

Ii lives inside you.

It always has.

You know that, don't you?

You“...

3T9...

a madman'

Look around you, Sam.

Madness everywhere.

Famine, war, a great plague,

these are signs
that we must restore balance

to the natural order of things.

We merely provide the means.

Michael?

We've given him the power,

the gift of Thorn.

I am its deliverer.

I follow it,
act as its guardian.

I protect Michael,
watch over him!

And now it's time for another.

Now it's time for you,
Dr. Loomis.

I thought Michael was a monster,

bayou--

Ohh!

Leave him there.

It's his office now.

Spirits and powers
of the flame...

attend and witness this ritual.

Bear our gifts to Thorn.

Open us to the path of darkness.

By these runes, transform us.

Let the hammer descend
on the chosen one

to whom we offer this sacrifice
of innocent blood.

And then, Danny,
yourjourney begins.

Kill for him'

No.

Michael, your final sacrifice.

Michael...

you can make him stop it.

Don't kill the baby.

You can stop it.

You know whose baby it is,
don't you?

Michael!

The baby is yours, isn't it?

Isn't it, Michael?

Back off!

Untie her!

Do as he says! Do it!

You should join us.

You have talent.

Shut up.

Danny, come on'

Go!

Okay, go!

Run!

Go!

Go! Go!

Move it! Go! Go!

Shit!

Come on!

- Wait.
- Come on'

It's not working!

It's--it's not working!

It's not...

Back up from the gates!

Get 'em outta here!

Get in there!

Go on! Get in!

Mommy!

Samhain'

Tommy! Where is he?

It worked.

Power of the runes stopped him.

Michael...

what have they done to you?

Where do we go now?

As far away from Haddonfield
as possible.

Come with us.

No. I--I have a little business
to attend to here.

Michael.

Michael.

It's all over. It's all over.

It's all over.

Michael?

Michael's gone.

It's your game now, Dr. Loomis.