02x06 - Brush with Madness

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[Eerie wind howls]

[Overlapping chatter,

[Buzzing atmosphere]

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Come on, emma.

- I don't want to be
- too far back in line.

- We're not gonna
- miss him, corey.

- Besides,
- you need to relax.

- Remember the last time
- you got this worked up,

At comic-con '09?

- More like
- "vomit-con '09."

I still maintain

- The nacho cheese
- was rancid.

- Maybe. But you throwing up
- all over carrie fisher?

- Probably not
- how she thought

- Her autograph signing
- would go.

[Bop]

Sorry. Excuse me.

- [Emma laughs]:
- jittery much?

[Corey]: there he is.

- The great and powerful
- alan miller.

The single most

- Influential
- comic book artist

In the history

Of... Ever.

Come on,

Let's get in line.

[Overlapping chatter]

Do you know

How epic this is?

It's like wow

Level-365-gear epic.

Alan miller hasn't

Done a signing

In over eight years.

Can you blame him?

- There's no way
- I'd be here

- If I'd been stalked
- by a homicidal fan.

One brush with death

And I'd be, like,

"Sayonara forever, fans."

Not me.

- If I was as sick an artist
- as alan miller,

I'd go to every con there was.

I'd do tons of panels.

I'd owe it my fans.

Aww... That's both egotistical

And sweet of you.

[Laughs]

- What should I say
- to him?

- Whenever I've imagined
- meeting him,

I've always had

So many smart things to say,

- But the only thought
- running through my head is,

"It's alan miller,

- It's alan miller,
- it's alan miller."

- Just calm down
- and breathe.

We're next.

Nuh-uh!

Don't freak him out.

[Indistinct buzzing and chatter]

Hi. It's alan miller.

I mean...

I'm alan miller.

- I mean,
- you're alan miller.

You know that. Um...

Sorry, I'm just

So excited to meet you.

Thanks for the autograph.

[Inhales nervously]

- Who should I make it
- out to?

"Corey." That's me.

Obviou... Obviously. Thanks.

He's not usually

This much of a dork.

I take that back.

He's a complete dork!

- But at least
- he's a cute one,

So I put up with it.

This is my friend, emma.

- Do you mind
- if she takes our photo?

- -Uh...
- -No photos.

- Gotta keep
- the line moving.

- Wait, w-wait.
- I just want to say

- How much I love that
- you've stayed true to your roots

- And still paint your covers
- instead of drawing them,

And as an artist myself,

- Who aspires to someday
- be even a fraction

As talented as you,

- I was wondering
- if you'd suggest any...

Visit my website.

- There's plenty of advice
- for aspiring artists.

Good day.

I follow you, you know.

What did you just say?

On twitter.

I'm your number-one fan.

- Come on, corey,
- let's go.

- That's it.
- Get me out of here.

Shawn! Come on.

You did that thing

I told you not to do...

- You totally geeked up
- all over alan miller

And you freaked him out!

He forgot his brushes.

He's used those same brushes

- For every graphic novel
- he's done

- Ever since the night guardian
- number 32.

It's scary that you know that.

- I have to get them
- back to him.

- I think
- you should just...

[Brushes clacking]

- Mr. Miller! Wait!
- Mr. Miller, you forgot...

Stay away from me.

Don't follow me.

Don't write me letters.

- Don't tweet me
- your inane little questions

- -...every five minutes!
- -But I just...

- I just wanted to...
- I just wanted t...

Crazy kids like you

Are the reason

- I don't do
- conventions anymore.

- You ruin it
- for everybody!

Just leave me alone!

- Stay away
- from mr. Miller

Or we'll get

A restraining order.

What just happened?

My hero revealed

His true identity...

He's a total jerk.

And now I have

A new set of paint brushes.

Come on.

- I can't believe
- you did that.

What? I didn't do anything.

Um, it's called stealing.

- I tried to give them back
- and he freaked out.

Wouldn't even let me explain.

I was trying to help,

And he was a total tool.

Serves him right.

So, in your twisted mind,

It's not stealing,

- 'Cause the guy you stole from
- was a jerk?

Interesting.

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I can't wait

To try these out.

You're impossible,

You know that?

Look...

I'll mail them back tomorrow.

Okay?

[Grunts skeptically]

I promise.

[Perky]: okay! Tomorrow it is.

Seeya.

Seeya.

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[Branches scratching

[And thumping window]

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[Indistinct chatter]

[Thump]

Where were you this morning?

- I thought we were meeting
- at your locker.

Sorry, I woke up late.

- I was up all night,
- working.

Check it out.

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Who's this guy?

Oh, he's not just some "guy."

- He's an arch-villain
- I created.

- I'm calling him
- "the mad artist."

Nice, right?

A little homage

To our favorite jerk, miller.

What do you think?

They're good, I guess.

Good?

You guess?

Try "they're great."

Narcissistic much?

Anyway, so...

- You're returning
- those brushes today,

Right?

- Not after the productive night I
- had with them.

- Don't wanna plug up the creative
- juices while they're flowing.

You promised.

I will.

[School bell ringing]

I will!

Teacher.

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[Emma]: corey?

Yeah?

So you are here!

- I've been knocking
- at your front door

For, like, five minutes.

Anyway...

I let myself in

Through the back... Door.

Are you painting

On your wall?

That's insane.

No, it's art.

You don't like it?

This isn't right.

- Corey,
- something is not right here.

- You've gotta get those things
- back to miller.

- -No way.
- -These brushes

- Have given you a serious case
- of the crazies.

They've given me

A serious case of inspiration.

You're obsessed,

And you've been obsessed

Ever since

You stole those things.

I didn't steal them.

- He left them
- at his stupid table.

Yeah. His table.

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Whatever. Enjoy your... "Art."

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[Exhales groggily]

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Mom is gonna k*ll me.

She is gonna k*ll me

Multiple times.

[Corey sighs wearily]

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"An "x" marks who's next."

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[Gasps]

[Line ringing]

Come on, emma. Pick up.

[Cell phone ringing]

Are you calling to apologize?

- I-i'm freaking out.
- Something happened.

Are you okay?

This might sound crazy,

- But I think alan miller's
- after me,

- Trying to get payback
- from the other day,

- Even though I wasn't
- really chasing him.

You're right...

That does sound crazy.

- Call me when
- you wanna apologize

- For being
- a total jerk to me.

Wait, don't hang up!

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[Realizing, darkly]:

You're...

In one of

The comic panels.

What are you talking about?

Where are you?

I'm on my way

- To christina
- villalobos's house

- To work on
- our chem project.

- Around the corner?
- On azure avenue?

[Whoosh]

- [Spooked]:
- how did you know that?

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[Shuts panel door]

Do you see a black sedan?

Half a block away,

In front of the house

That's for sale?

What's going on?

[Whoosh]

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- I think
- you're in trouble, emma!

- No, no.
- That's not funny!

- [Corey]:
- get away from that car!

[Bike clatters]

[Tires squealing]

[Corey]: emma!

Emma!

[Tires squealing]

[Emma sobbing]

But how did you know

That was going to happen?

Because I painted it.

- What if alan miller
- put a curse on those brushes?

- I need to
- get rid of them,

- Before something
- really bad happens.

All right, come on.

Let's get out of here.

[Whoosh]

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[Computer keys clacking]

- I can't believe
- I didn't recognize it.

Here, look...

Alan miller's house...

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Exactly like

The one I painted.

- It's just across town.
- We have to go there.

- Do you know what security's like
- at a place like this?

- Especially for
- a paranoid freak like miller?

- There's no way
- you're gonna get in!

And... Maybe I was wrong.

- Maybe you shouldn't
- return the brushes.

- What do you mean?
- I can't keep them.

- Yeah, but if miller's
- the mad artist

Who's messing with us,

Won't he know we're coming?

He'll be waiting.

- But if we're gonna defeat him,
- we need to know what he's up to.

- I hate to say this,
- but...

I need to paint

More panels?

Exactly!

Okay, but...

What am I gonna use

For a canvas?

Your closet doors.

Not exactly blank, em.

No, the other side.

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I'm gonna go get a soda.

You want one?

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I'll take that

As a "no."

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- Is this supposed to
- be a joke?

I just got started.

- I haven't figured out
- how to stop the mad artist yet.

Why are you just painting me?

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Not just you.

The mad artist is there, too.

See?

He's following you again!

Are you trying

To freak me out?

- No. I'm not in control
- when I paint.

- I'm just painting
- what the brushes tell me to.

- I've changed my mind.
- This is a bad idea.

- We should destroy
- the brushes.

We can't. Em...

I feel like the panels

Are just about to show me

What I need to see.

- Yeah, and it involves me
- being stalked

By that crazy freak.

I'm done, corey.

I don't want to be

In your paintings anymore.

I just want to go home

- And forget we ever met
- alan miller!

Just wait for me to finish...

[Whoosh]

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Emma!

No! Wait!

Emma!

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[Pounding on door]

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Emma?

Hello?

Mrs. Williams?

Is anyone home?

[Clicks light switch]

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[Ominous chords strike]

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[Panting in terror]

[Sniffs]

It's only paint.

Is this some kind of

Sick joke, em?

[Creaking]

I swear, emma,

I'm gonna k*ll you

If you try to scare me.

[Door creaking]

[Corey gasping]

He's got her!

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[Door creaks open]

[Door slams]

[Crying out]:

Please! Someone!

Emma...

Help me, please!

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[Emma sobbing]

[Sobbing growing louder]

[Emma]: please...

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I'm gonna get you

Outta here, emma.

Corey?

I don't understand.

- How can you be here
- and...

Shh, it's okay.

It's gonna be okay.

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[Emma sobbing]

What happened?

This is

All your fault.

An "x"

Marks who's next.

- This can't be
- happening.

You're not real!

I made you up!

I'm sorry,

My dear boy,

- But you have it
- all wrong.

It is I who made you up.

But I drew you.

I drew you!

I'm afraid only a madman

Would believe that story.

[Chains and pulleys clattering]

[Saw starts to whir]

No! No! No...

[Whirring]

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And that's...

The end.

- So you're finally
- done with your new comic

About that crazed fan?

I finally got it

Out of my system.

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- That kid you met at the signing
- really got to you.

What do you think

He'll make of this new story?

He'll never to read it.

[Shredder whirring]

[Corey and emma screaming]:

No! No! No-o-o-o...

[Whirring]

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