Farid Morocco
[thunder rumbling]
[thunder rumbling]
[thunder rumbling]
[animal howling]
[hinges creaking]
You wanted to see me, sir?
MAN:
Come.
[clears throat]
Sit!
Ah.
Uh, I'm good.
[chair squeaking]
[gulps, grunts]
[hissing]
Do you know why
you're here, Phears?
I assume it has something to do
with my mission
to release an army of ghosts
upon the world and plunge it
into eternal... darkness.
Wrong.
It has to do
with your failure
to release an army of ghosts
upon the world and plunge it
into eternal darkness.
Well, sir, the problem is
there are these two teenagers.
Well, they're not exactly
teenagers.
They're, uh, ghosts,
actually, and--
Nicky and Tara Roland?
Yes, sir, that's them.
And the thing is--
You're telling me
that two completely
inexperienced ghosts
are the only things
standing in your way?
Well, they also have
this friend.
He's an amateur magician
named Max Doyle.
PHEARS:
His family moved into
the Roland's old house,
and he's been protecting
Nicky and Tara.
He's even been trying to help
them find their lost parents.
And how is he
doing that?
My sources tell me
he's a lonely, awkward kid
with no friends.
PHEARS: Not anymore.
He's popular now.
He's even won the heart
of Cammie,
the prettiest girl
in his school.
-Because of
your stupid meddling.
-Precisely.
If you were
any other demon, Phears,
I would sentence you
to an eternity on your knees
cleaning up the east swamp
with your tongue.
But you're my sister's kid,
and I promised her
I'd take care of you.
Thanks, Uncle Morgo.
Don't call me that.
Master... Morgo.
I'm gonna give you
one last chance.
You are
to find a way
back into their dimension
and capture Nicky and Tara.
Yes, Uncle-- Sir.
[sighs]
But, uh, what about the boy?
Oy!
[grunts]
Do I have to spell
everything out for you?
Yes.
I want you to get rid
of Max Doyle!
[thunderclap]
** [pop]
Five, six, seven, eight.
One, two, three, four,
five, six, seven eight!
Faces,
two, three, four,
five, six,
seven, eight.
Keep going! Two, three four,
five, six, seven, eight.
That's it! Two, three, four,
five, six, seven, eight.
Focus! Two, three, four, five,
six, seven, eight. That's right.
[bell ringing]
Did you really like it?
No, I loved it.
It was amazing.
And so are you.
You were slow on that
second step turn, Cammie.
You need to
pick that up.
Got it. Thanks, Aaron.
Don't listen to that jerk.
You're the best dancer.
Nothing's gonna stop you guys
from winning at the regionals.
Except money.
What do you mean, Mr. Kwan?
I mean they've changed
the rules.
For the first time
in five years,
the contest committee
has decided to charge
an entrance fee for regionals.
[sighs]
We must come up with the money
by the end of next week
or we're ruined. Ruined!
Great. All that work
for nothing.
You're not just
gonna give up?
[scoffs]
Come on, Max.
Where are we gonna get this
kind of money in seven days?
[sighs]
I found dinner
in the fridge, Mom.
Don't hurry.
It's a big decision
for Colin.
He has to make sure
it's the right college.
Take all the time you need.
I'm gonna have
a quiet night at home.
Okay, good night.
Phoebe. Hi, I love
your bracelets.
Thanks. I make them myself.
You're really
guaranteeing ghosts tonight?
If Max says there will be ghosts
in the house, there will be
ghosts in the house.
There will be ghosts, right?
You've got your magic tricks
set up?
-Floating stuff,
moving things, all that?
-Everything's under control.
Go downstairs, make sure
everybody's waiting around
the table. I'll be there.
[sighs]
Thanks, Max. You really are
the best boyfriend in the world.
Yeah, I guess I am.
MAN:
One, two, three, go!
* Music starts, people shout
Things are heating up *
* Tap my feet to the beat
Now it's building up *
Nicky? Tara? It's showtime.
Everybody's waiting downstairs,
so all we have to do is-- Aaah!
[grunts]
-I think your cape is too long.
-Where's your sister?
Tara. Tara!
You don't have to yell.
I'm right here.
Great. You both know
what you're doing, right?
Yeah, we'll shake the table,
throw some stuff around.
Maybe a little,
um, ghostly moaning?
Ooh.
TARA:
Don't worry, Max.
We'll perform for you,
just like we always do.
What-What's that
supposed to mean?
Why don't you tell him?
Mmm.
Tell me what?
Tara thinks--
"Tara thinks"?
You said it too.
Yeah, okay.
Um, we think
that maybe--
We're getting a little tired
of being your pet ghosts.
[sighs]
What? You're not my pet ghosts.
You guys are my best friends.
What my sister's trying to say
is now that Phears is gone--
And we've been spending
so much time helping you--
we haven't had much time
to look for our parents.
And ever since you and Cammie
started going out together,
it seems like
we're never gonna find them.
CAMMIE:
Max!
Never mind.
We have haunting to do.
Doesn't look like
a crystal ball to me.
Shh!
All right, welcome, everyone,
to the séance.
Let us begin.
Everybody, join hands.
And no matter what happens,
don't let go.
So dramatic.
Shh.
Uh, nobody said anything.
Uh, it was just
a precautionary "shh."
Why is your hand all sweaty?
Are you nervous or something?
Of course not.
It's just... hot in here.
Now let us summon
the spirits.
If there are any ghosts
in this house,
any souls
with unfinished business,
any specters who wish to reach
out from beyond and speak to us,
please, give us a sign,
any kind of sign.
It doesn't have to be big.
Just let us know you're here.
Maybe you should leave
a voice mail.
[laughs]
[chuckling]
[gasps]
Uh, guys?
Look.
Huh?
[gasps]
Whoa.
[murmuring]
Max, that's incredible.
[gasps]
[Phoebe laughs]
[gonging]
[gonging continues]
Oh!
-[gasps]
-Oh!
[nervous chuckle]
[gasps]
Okay, spirits,
that's enough.
-Thank you, spirits.
-[sighs]
Wait. If there are
such things as ghosts,
why would they waste
their time floating candles
around the room?
Why don't they show themselves?
Well, maybe they're just shy?
Yeah, or maybe it's just
a bunch of dumb tricks from
your boyfriend the magician.
-Who you calling dumb?
-Guys, come on.
You guaranteed ghosts,
and I don't see any.
So either you give me
my money back, or show me
a real live ghost.
Okay, spirits.
I said this is enough.
-It's not us, Max.
-We're not doing it.
Max, I think we've had
enough séance for one night.
-Cammie, I'm not--
-Uh, what is that?
Nicky, Tara, what's going on?
Max, who are you talking to?
You're sure
you're not doing this?
Are you sure
you're not doing this?
-MAX: Somebody's doing it!
-And I know who.
Nice trick, Doyle,
but I still want my money!
Lulu!
Lulu, is that you?
Oh, allô, mes enfants!
[laughs]
Lulu? Who's Lulu?
What? Nobody said anything
about a Lulu?
[French accent]:
The old house,
it looks the same.
Messier than when
Lulu kept it, but--
How did you get here?
Your friend.
He calls for Lulu,
and Lulu, she comes.
-Have you seen our parents?
-Wait, who's Lulu?
Why do you
keep saying that?
She's our housekeeper.
Or at least she used to be,
until our parents died.
Oh, shh.
Do not say that, Tara.
Your parents,
they are not dead.
[chuckles]
But we thought Phears
had k*lled them and--
Phears and the others,
they are only ghosts.
Ghosts cannot k*ll people.
Max, I think I should go.
No, they can only
send them away,
to the Elsewhere.
Elsewhere?
Where did you
just tell me to go?
No, I wasn't talking to you.
The Elsewhere is a place
between being alive
and being dead.
You are not a ghost,
but you are also not a mortal.
And that's
where our parents are?
-Mmm.
-Can you help us find them?
Oh. Lulu wishes she could,
mes petits, truly she does.
But this is the terrible thing
about the Elsewhere.
It keeps you from finding
the ones you love forever.
That's not gonna stop us.
Where is this place?
Yeah, how do we find
the Elsewhere?
Mes enfants, no, no, no.
You do not find the Elsewhere.
The Elsewhere, it finds you.
[thunder rumbling]
Huh.
Max, what's going on?
Au revoir, mes enfants!
[thunderclap]
-[gasps]
-AARON: You know what?
I don't care
what kind of trick this is.
I'm outta here.
BOY: Yeah.
And I'm taking
my money back.
-GIRL: Let's get out of here.
-AARON: Stupid tricks.
BOY:
What a waste of time.
CAMMIE:
Max!
Come on, Mom. Don't cry.
The campus is only,
what, 35 miles away. Huh?
It's 37 miles.
I counted.
You might as well
be on the other side
of the planet!
Okay, honey,
let it all out.
'Night, Mr. Doyle.
'Night, Mrs. Doyle.
Uh, Aaron.
Wait, guys, hold on!
It was just a trick!
Bye.
PHOEBE:
Come on, guys.
Tell them it was just a trick!
PHOEBE:
Let's get out of here.
Max. What have we said about
having parties on school nights?
I don't know.
It was just a trick.
[kids murmuring]
So much for the dance contest.
Everybody took their money back.
I'm sorry, Cammie.
Sorry?
This was supposed to be
a fun night.
A couple of laughs,
maybe a scare or two.
Instead,
six of our classmates
were almost decapitated
by a flying table.
-"Sorry" doesn't really cut it.
-But it wasn't my fault.
Really? Then whose fault was it?
Are you trying to tell me
you have actual ghosts
in your house?
As a matter of fact...
yes.
Max? What happened
in the basement?
You know what, Max?
Of all the things
you could have said,
I didn't expect you
to lie to me.
MR. DOYLE:
This basement is a mess!
[scoffs]
But I'm not lying.
[chuckles]
Ghost stories are for kids,
and we're not kids anymore.
Good-bye, Max.
MR. DOYLE: Max!
Don't you mean,
"See you later, Max"?
Or "See you tomorrow
at school" or something?
Clean up the basement.
[chuckles] Hey, loser,
guess what you get to do?
Psych! [chuckles]
Every time.
[sighs, clears throat]
So how do we find it?
Find what?
Duh. The place that Lulu was
talking about. The Elsewhere.
Yeah, that's where
our parents are.
How do we find it?
Do whatever you want.
I gotta clean the basement.
[animal howling]
[thunder rumbling]
[thunderclap]
Clean the swamp
with my tongue?
Ha! I'll show him.
I'll capture those ghost brats,
make them return
what belongs to me.
Then victory will be mine.
[thunderclap]
How hard can that possibly be?
What I need to do is find
a doorway back to their world.
Some kind of portal
where the inter-dimensional
fabric is at its weakest.
An earthly location
where something truly horrible
has happened.
A place of pure evil.
[gasps]
Yes! Yes!
Yes! There it is!
That's it!
Max Doyle...
prepare to meet your doom!
[cackling]
[coughing]
[sniffles, grunts]
[bell ringing]
[chattering]
-Cammie. Hey.
-Oh, um, I'll catch up
with you guys.
Bye.
I waited at our lunch table,
but you didn't show up.
Yeah, I...
wasn't hungry.
I saved you a cupcake anyway.
It's a little mushy, but...
Look, Max,
we need to talk.
I know, about the other night.
It's not just about
the other night.
It's about everything.
Everything?
Look, Max,
you're a really great guy.
You're funny and smart and...
funny.
Is there going to be
a "but" soon?
-But--
-Oh, no.
I just think
we need to take a break.
A what?
You know, like
a relationship vacation.
Spend time apart
for a while, just to see.
To see that we're
supposed to be together?
I can tell you that now,
save us both the trouble.
We're perfect together.
Even our names
are perfect together.
Cammie and Max. Sounds like
the title of a great TV show.
-Doesn't it?
-Cammie, we gotta go.
Okay, hold on.
Look, I hope
you understand, okay?
No matter what happens,
we'll always be friends.
I already have friends.
CAMMIE:
Let's go, guys.
PHOEBE: Everything okay?
Yeah, they're ghosts, but--
MAN:
* And I can barely sleep
* Beneath these vacant sheets
* I sleep on your side
* But you're not here
[chattering]
MR. DOYLE:
Start with the front.
What are you doing?
COLIN:
Don't just stand there, dingus.
Grab something.
That's not nice.
Max, you're just in time.
Can you give us a hand?
What is this for?
Renovations, you dummy.
Not nice.
We're renovating the house?
I like it the way it is.
Yeah, well, the Realtor said
a few fresh coats of paint,
changes here and there
could get us a better price
on the house.
Oh, right. Wait, what?
-Didn't your mother tell you?
-Tell me what?
Duh, we're moving.
You are such a moron.
-MR. DOYLE: Nice!
-Thank you so much
for all your help.
My pleasure, Mrs. Doyle.
Let's keep in touch.
-Mom, we're selling the house?
-Didn't your father tell you?
Oh, honey, I'm so sorry.
I guess we just got
carried away and forgot.
Forgot to tell me
we're moving? Where?
Closer to Colin's school.
I couldn't bear the idea
of him being that far away.
-Don't I get a say in this?
-Yeah. You get to say nothing.
[raspberry]
Don't worry. At your age,
you'll make plenty of friends.
Come and help us.
There's a lot to do.
Oh, no.
Nicky? Tara?
We've got trouble.
We already heard.
[sighs]
NARRATOR [on TV]:
But the delightful sea lions--
TARA:
Max, this is terrible.
If your house gets sold--
Don't worry. I'm not
leaving you guys behind.
We don't have a choice.
-What?
-This is our home, Max.
We have to stay here.
But you come to my school.
We've gone lots of places
together.
But we always come home.
We have to come home.
Forever.
But what if the new owners
don't like ghosts?
Well, then we have
a real problem.
ANNOUNCER [on TV]:
Simon Drake, Ghost Hunter.
Yeah, and shows like this
don't really help.
That's all the time
we have for today.
Be sure and join me
this Friday
for a very special
midnight edition
of Simon Drake, Ghost Hunter.
We'll be coming to you live
from a place some people call
the most haunted house
in the country.
I know that place.
It's the old Grover mansion
over on Cliff Road.
As the locals tell it,
within these rotting walls,
on a dark, stormy night,
a mild-mannered family man
by the name of Neville Grover
took his favorite wood ax
down from the wall.
He called his family
to dinner...
and...
Well, to hear
the rest of the story,
you have to watch the show.
That's this Friday,
Join me,
Simon Drake, Ghost Hunter,
for one night in Doom House.
** [organ plays]
[thunderclap]
[woman screaming]
NICKY:
That's what I'm talking about.
Why do they always have to make
ghosts so creepy and horrible?
We're not all ax murderers,
you know?
You know,
maybe we've been trying to do
this the wrong way all along.
Do what?
MAX:
Find your parents.
Last night,
I didn't know what I was doing
but still managed to get
your housekeeper to show up.
Right. So?
So, think about
what would happen
if we had
a real professional
on our side.
Like Simon Drake.
Like Simon Drake.
ANNOUNCER:
Don't miss it,
this Friday, midnight.
Simon Drake's
"One Night in Doom House"!
[cackling]
[bird cawing]
Hello? Anyone here?
Hello? Is anyone here?
[birds cawing]
Hello? Mr. Drake.
Are you in here?
[floorboards creaking]
[hinge squeaking]
Uh, hello? Anybody?
Anybody?
[single note plays]
MAX:
Uh!
MAN [on gramophone]:
* ...the charming people
[Max grunting]
* Only you, only me
* But we're more than
just the sum of *
* What we are
* We're not far
from each other *
** [stops]
Hello?
Mr. Drake?
My name is Max.
Max Doyle. I just wanted
to talk to you for a second.
[squeaking]
[squeaking continues]
MAX: Ugh.
Is anybody here?
Hello? Mr. Drake?
[cranking sound]
** ["Pop Goes the Weasel" plays]
** [stops]
-Aaah!
-[cackling]
-[baby crying]
-[Max gasps]
What's a baby doing
in a place like this?
[crying continues]
MAX:
Hey, shh, shh.
It's okay. Max is here.
Everything's gonna be okay.
You're the one
making all this noise.
Aaah!
[panting]
Uh!
Max, get a grip. Nobody's here.
Just go home--
[cackling]
Aaah!
[exhales]
[creaking]
[gasps]
Oh, great.
Come on!
[grunts, screams]
Oh, no. Somebody,
get me outta here! Help me!
Help! Let me outta here!
[panting, whimpering]
[Max gasps, grunts]
-I told you
I heard somebody in here.
-[panting]
Hey, kid.
What are you doing in my coffin?
[gulps]
Your coffin?
Yeah.
It's for this week's show.
You'd better not
have messed this up.
-This cost us a fortune.
-What are you doing in here,
young man?
This is a closed set.
Crew members only.
I need to talk
to Mr. Drake.
Want me to sign
your autograph book?
Beverly, give him a head shot.
You want a head shot?
It's not like that.
It's kind of personal.
BEVERLY:
Mr. Drake is a very busy,
very important man.
He doesn't have time
for your nonsense, okay?
So, off you go.
Now!
Yes, ma'am.
Did you touch this?
It'd be scarier if it creaked.
-What?
-The coffin.
If the hinges creaked,
it'd be scarier.
How?
Like this.
[grunts]
[ratcheting]
Try it now.
[loud creaking]
Fine. You've got five minutes.
Let me get this straight.
You're saying you have
two ghosts in your house?
Yeah. Nicky and Tara.
[cackling]
Felicia!
FELICIA:
Yes, Mr. Drake?
-[switch clicks]
-This mirror is filthy.
But I-I just cleaned it.
Clean it again.
[Simon sighs]
[mechanical crying]
[crew chattering]
More dust. And they're trying
to find their parents' what?
That's what I've been
trying to tell you.
[warbling cry]
-[sighs] Felicia!
-Yes, Mr. Drake?
CREW MEMBER: Looks good.
Increase the volume
on this thing.
But it's already
up to 11, Mr. Drake.
Oh, really?
Well, I want it at 12, okay?
I want that little doll
to scare the crap outta people.
Crap! You got it?
You say the parents
are stuck in the where-where?
-The Elsewhere.
-Which is where?
We don't really know where.
That's why I'm here.
To help you find the Elsewhere.
Yeah, and Nicky
and Tara's parents.
The ghost kids
haunting the house.
Right.
Right. Rat.
[squeaking]
That look real to you?
Mmm.
I'm gonna ask you
a serious question,
and don't lie to me, okay?
-Okay.
-Are you nuts?
-What? No.
-[Simon sighs]
Leticia!
Agua, por favor.
-I thought her name was Felicia.
-Yeah, they rhyme.
Whatever. I don't know.
If you come to my house,
you could see for yourself.
Your water.
I hope it's room temperature
this time.
Yes, Mr. Drake.
Do you know how many people
ask me to come to their house
to look for ghosts?
Hello? [whistles]
More web there
and there, okay?
It's always the same thing.
Moaning sounds at night.
Wind through a drafty window.
Spirits floating
up in your attic.
Dusty cobwebs.
Ooh, ghostly specter
down by the lake?
Swamp gas.
Uh, eyes need to be brighter.
Legs? Leggier.
And I end up standing there
with my camera crew
looking like a complete idiot.
That's why you do
all this fake stuff?
[coughs]
Ex-squeeze me? No.
We call it
"enhancing the experience
for the home audience."
-So none of this is real?
-It's real enough
to be the number one
ghost reality show on TV.
And... I have no slime.
Does that look slime
to you? I mean--
You came all the way here.
Let me give you a picture.
Take it home,
show your family and friends.
My ghosts are real.
I can see them
and talk to them.
You gotta believe me.
Kid, the only things
I believe in are ratings.
Enough with the plinking.
All plinked out.
Look, here's my address.
Please, Mr. Drake.
You gotta help us.
You're our only hope.
Are you giving me
my picture back?
Please.
[sighs]
What was that all about?
I don't know.
They're fans. They're loony,
but they're loyal.
Oh, and, Beverly?
Mm-hmm?
More slime!
[sighs]
Just when you think you have
enough, add more. Yeah.
COLIN:
Can't we just hire movers?
Well, your mother
wants to start
the renovation now,
so we need to empty this room.
All right, all right.
Careful, careful.
I got it.
Okay.
All right.
[exhales]
So what's the plan?
Well, if they can't
renovate the house,
they can't sell it,
right?
So we'd better make sure
they don't even get started.
MR. DOYLE:
All right, on three.
One, two, threesy-peasy.
[grunts]
-You're not even lifting, Dad.
-What are you talking about?
I've got the heavy end.
That's 'cause you are
the heavy end.
Oh.
[grunts]
All right, good play, Son.
Oh! See, I was doing
old school,
and you did
new school.
Yeah.
But, hey,
we're r-r-renovating!
I-I thought you--
-Didn't I tell you to put that
in the other room?
-I thought I did.
Never mind.
I'm gonna get the ladder.
Get the picture
your mother made,
and whatever you do,
don't drop it.
We don't want her
taking up painting again.
[grunts]
I don't know whether to use
my back or my legs.
[sighs]
[grunts, exhales]
[sighs]
Ugh.
Oh! Ow!
[exhales]
What the--
Stupid plant.
Wh-- Ow!
[grunts]
Ow.
Get up.
Colin, why did you
move this back in here?
I didn't, Dad.
I didn't do anything. Ow.
This is
your mother's favorite plant.
COLIN: What?
Come on.
Help me move the sofa.
[grunts]
[groans, sighs]
Hey.
Today.
Yeah.
You get that end.
Okay.
One, two, threesy-peasy!
[grunts]
Ha! Okay, okay.
Okay, okay--
[grunts]
What are you doing?
Put your back into it!
You gave me
the heavy end, again.
What are you talking about?
I got the heavy end.
Yeah? Okay, so switch.
Okay.
MR. DOYLE:
We'll switch.
[grunting]
[both exhaling, panting]
All right,
this is going nowhere.
Must be some sort of weird
barometric pressure thing.
What?
Ah!
Here. Spread this out
over top. We'll paint around it.
[chuckles]
MRS. DOYLE:
John!
Yes?
I need your help!
Coming, dear!
COLIN:
"Coming, dear."
Whoa! What the--
[grunting]
Whoa!
[grunting]
Hey-- Hey, what the--
Look-- Ow, ah!
[Colin screams]
[paint can clatters]
Colin!
Oh! If you don't stop
fooling around, young man,
we're never gonna sell
this house.
[grunts]
[sighs]
What?
Why?
Ooh!
Ooh!
[laughs]
[laughs]
[sighs]
Cammie.
[brakes squealing]
Oh. Hi, Max.
Hi. How are you?
Good. Good. How about you?
Great. Really great.
Uh, so, you enjoying our break?
[motorcycle approaching]
Max, do we really
have to talk about this?
I thought
if you'd changed your mind--
[tire screeches]
-Hey.
-Aaron.
Hey, Max.
See any ghosts lately?
Give me a minute, Aaron.
We're gonna be late
for rehearsal.
-Okay, in a minute.
-We don't have a minute.
If we're gonna win tonight's
contest, every second counts.
I thought the dance contest
was off because you didn't get
the entry fee.
It was, but Aaron's dad
gave us the money.
Oh. Really.
Wasn't that nice of him.
[engine revs]
All right, Aaron.
Well, I hope you
and your dance partner
are very happy together.
Max, it's not like that.
Really? 'Cause that's
what it looks like to me.
This is Simon Drake,
coming to you live
from Doom House.
[clears throat]
This is Simon Drake,
coming to you live
from Doom House!
Okay, we're gonna need
some more slime there, and--
Yeah, that's...
looking good.
Um, but maybe more.
More slime. Simon!
Do you want to come
and check this out?
In a minute.
Hey, um, should I emphasize
"Doom" or "House"?
Uh, whatever you'd like, Simon.
It's your show.
Doom.
Doom. Doom.
Doom. Doom! Doom!
House. House. House!
This is Simon Drake,
coming to you live
from Doom House.
Who knows what secrets awake?
Ah! People.
I thought I told you
to clean the floor.
When Simon Drake hunts
for ghosts, he does not trip.
Hello.
Hmm.
[gasps]
Beverly? Please come down here.
You're not gonna believe
what I just found.
Did you
say something, Simon?
I think I just found something
to make the show
an even bigger hit.
[laughs]
That's great.
Just more--
more everything, okay?
BEVERLY:
More-More slime.
More everything. Okay?
[grunts]
[grunting, whimpering]
[grunts]
Eh?
[exhales]
[air whooshing]
[grunts]
PHEARS:
Hello, Mr. Drake.
Hello?
[voices whispering]
Somebody down there?
Ha!
[gagging]
-Simon?
-[grunting]
[Simon gagging]
[grunting]
BEVERLY:
Simon.
[neck cracking]
[sniffles]
Mmm.
Simon.
Are you okay?
Yes, Beverly, I'm fine.
Everything is
just... peachy.
All right. Did you say
you found something?
No, nothing at all.
False alarm.
Well, we are
mostly finished here.
What do you say
we call it a day?
Yes, yes, let's do that.
[sighs]
Oh, by the way,
that boy--
Yeah.
that we found
in the coffin?
Do you still have
his address?
I think so.
Yes, here it is. Why?
Oh, I was just thinking
I would pay him a visit.
Huh.
Well, suit yourself.
Yes.
A nice little visit.
It's the least I can do
for one of my... fans.
[cackling]
[cackling echoes]
How'd it go?
-It didn't.
-What do you mean?
Did you talk
to Simon Drake about us?
-Yeah, but he didn't
believe me.
-Why not?
Because he doesn't believe
in ghosts.
What?
I think
we've just been insulted.
MRS. DOYLE [yelps]:
Help!
Mom?
[gasps]
Oh! Ow! Help!
-[yelps]
-Mom!
What are you doing?
I only took out
one nail.
MR. DOYLE:
Harriet?
Maybe it was two nails.
Want me
to take that from you?
Yes, please.
COLIN:
Are you all right, Mom?
I'm fine, honey.
Wall's gonna need
a little help though.
Oh, dear.
[wind whistling]
[gasps] I think
there's something in here.
MRS. DOYLE:
Oh, be careful, Max.
MR. DOYLE: Yeah, buddy.
[grunts]
Got it.
Harriet, did you
put that in there?
No, I've never
seen it before.
Don't just look at it, doofus.
Open it up.
-Is that nice?
-Come on.
He's just staring at it.
MRS. DOYLE:
Oh, my.
COLIN: Whoa.
MR. DOYLE [laughs]:
Looks like some sort of jewel.
Wonder what it's worth.
-If it's worth anything,
I call dibs.
-Max found it.
It belongs to him.
Maybe I can use it
in my magic act.
Hey!
Aha.
Oh. Oops.
Hey! Some magician.
Well, it certainly is
pretty.
[gasps]
I bet Cammie would like that.
Maybe you should give it to her.
Give it to Cammie.
Mom, you're a genius.
I love you.
Oh.
I love you too.
I'll be back for dinner.
Okay.
[chuckles]
Oh, dear.
I have the weirdest brother
in the world.
WOMAN: * Well, all right
* Yeah, it's cool
* I hope you're ready for this
[blows]
* What you want
What you need *
Gather, people.
* What you want to say
CAMMIE: Good job.
[dancers exhaling]
Gather.
I have a surprise
for everybody.
As you know, Aaron's father
has very graciously sponsored us
for tonight's competition.
How about a round
of applause?
Oh.
[applause]
And he has also very kindly
provided us with new costumes
for the show.
[applause]
Aaron?
Mm-hmm?
Oh.
So I'll expect to see you all
wearing them tonight.
Now, remember, people,
backstage, 7:00 PM.
[knocking]
And let's all... break a leg.
Max, what are
you doing here?
-Can I talk to you
for a minute?
-[sighs]
[knocking]
Hello, my name is--
[gasps]
Simon Drake!
You're Simon Drake!
[laughs]
But you already know that,
don't you?
And you must be
Max's mother, Mrs. Doyle?
Oh, please, call me Harriet,
Mr. Drake.
Then you must call me Simon.
Yes, I must.
I mean, I will.
I mean-- [giggles]
-Is Max home?
-Who?
Max?
Oh, Max!
Right, of course.
My son, Max.
[giggles]
He wrote me a fan letter.
I was hoping to surprise him.
Oh! Well, he's not home
right now,
but I'm expecting him
any minute, so--
[gasps]
Oh, where are my manners?
Please, come in, Mister,
uh, Simon.
[laughs]
It's such an honor,
having Simon Drake
in our home.
I assure you, Harriet,
the honor is all mine.
Okay, what is it, Max?
I'm kind of busy getting ready
for the show tonight.
This won't take a second.
I just wanted to apologize
for being such a jerk before.
You weren't really
a jerk. Much.
Yeah, I was. Anyway,
I wanted to give this to you.
Oh, Max.
It's kind of
a good luck charm for tonight.
Not that you'll need it.
You guys are gonna win.
It's beautiful, Max.
I love it.
I was hoping you would.
Well, anyway, I'd better go.
See ya later.
See ya.
I thought you guys
were on a break?
I thought so too.
Please forgive the mess.
We're in the middle
of renovating the place,
and everything is all
upside down.
Oh, trust me,
I have seen worse.
[both chuckling]
[water pouring]
Oh, my, what a lovely
little box.
Wherever did you get it?
Well, it was
the strangest thing.
We found it right in there
when we put that hole there.
-I'm a bit of a collector.
Do you mind if I--
-Oh, be my guest.
Although I can't imagine
why anyone would want
to hide such a lovely piece.
It's...
empty.
Well, it wasn't
when we found it.
There was a very nice
little jewel inside.
Yeah. A jewel?
Mm.
Oh, a beautiful black crystal.
Probably not worth anything,
but it was still very pretty.
Where is it now?
My son took it
to give to his girlfriend.
Oh. To his girlfriend.
Mm-hmm.
I see.
Where might she be?
Oh, uh,
probably still at the school.
There's a big dance competition
there tonight.
Oh, dancing.
One lump or two?
None.
[brakes squealing]
Mom?
Hey, Mom.
You're right, she loved it.
Mom?
Did you hear me?
I said she loved it.
Mom?
What's the matter with you?
Dad?
There's something wrong
with Mom. She's not moving.
Dad?
Colin?
Nicky?
Tara?
Help!
Is he gone?
Is who gone?
Simon Drake.
Simon Drake was here,
in my house?
-But it wasn't really
Simon Drake.
-It was Phears.
We sent Phears back
to his own dimension.
He must've escaped,
because he got back somehow.
And he's possessed
a TV show host.
Why? What does he want?
He's after that crystal
you found.
TARA: Our parents hid it
for a reason, and if Phears
wants it this bad,
then it must have been
a very good reason.
Like, taking over the world.
Max, we have to hide that
crystal again, somewhere Phears
can never find it.
I don't have it.
What?
Max, where is it?
I gave it away.
I gave it to Cammie.
MAN: * What you say to
* Making all my dreams
come true? *
KWAN: Stretch it out.
Stretch it all out.
Feel the stretch.
That's right.
Good one, Aaron.
Now, just lengthen that.
I need you to lengthen that.
[cell phone ringing]
I need you to focus.
Max, what do you want?
I'm backstage.
Cammie, listen,
about that crystal I gave you--
Cammie can't talk now.
She's got stretching to do.
Buh-bye.
Hello?
Okay, people,
ten minutes to showtime.
Let's go, people!
WRIGHT: Ticket, please.
Ticket, please?
Hi. Ticket, please?
[groans]
"I don't need
a ticket from you."
I don't need a ticket
from you.
"You're in the first row,
Mr. Drake."
You're in the first row.
"Enjoy the show."
Enjoy the show.
[panting]
MAN: * I wanna scream,
"Where have you been?" *
* You are my coffee
I am your cream *
[whispering]
What are you
doing back here?
I got to talk to Cammie.
No! What you need to do is
leave my dancers alone.
[groans]
I will not
have you distracting them
as they're about to go on.
No, but--
No buts.
See that sign?
"Stop"?
That sign.
This area is for dancers only.
That means if you're not
wearing a costume,
you need to get out.
** [stops]
[chattering]
Hey, kid.
I'm looking for a cute
Do you know where she is?
Get lost, creep,
or I'll call security.
Hmm? Hmm.
Oh, my gosh, it's Simon Drake!
I love your show. Simon!
Hello, everyone,
and welcome to
the first annual citywide
dance crew competition finals!
I hope you're all ready
to get your groove, uh,
thangs grooving.
[groans]
And now, without further ado,
please welcome
our first contestants,
James Whale High's very own
Norm's Discount
Fish Market Dancers!
[applause]
[giggles]
I'm just going to--
Uh, oh.
Uh-- [giggles]
** [speakers: dance]
MAN: One, two, three.
Here we go!
Oh, oh, oh!
Cammie!
Here we go!
-Max, what are you doing?
-What is he doing out there?
* Act like the world is yours
and you own it *
* Yeah, feels amazing,
don't it? *
* Live it up
That's why we're all out *
Get off the stage, idiot!
* You want to stand out
from the rest of the crowd *
You're in danger.
* Yeah, I love it
This moment feels like magic *
-Ooh!
-* When the air's so electric
* The energy is automatic
* Just let your hair down
It's okay to let go *
* Yeah! Raise your glasses high
to the sky tonight *
Ooh!
MAN #2: * So for now
* Everybody, live it up
What do we do?
Max has to dance better.
What?
* Can we take it to the top?
* Everybody, come alive
* So for now
* So for now
I can't believe
you're doing this.
You're ruining everything.
Doyle, when we get outside,
I'm gonna--
-[gasps]
-[audience gasps]
* It's time to come alive
What are you doing?
Just hold on.
Ah!
[cheering]
What do we do now?
Follow him.
MAN:
* Take off like a human rocket
* Once we start the countdown
nothing can stop it *
* Go where you wanna go,
you're the pilot *
* You're a sh**ting star
and the sky's the target *
* This is real,
you're not dreaming *
* Now isn't this
such a good feeling? *
* Gonna blow the roof
going through the ceiling *
Ah!
* Oh, yeah, I love it
* This moment feels like magic
[laughs]
* When the air's so electric
-* The energy is automatic
-Ow!
* Just let you hair down,
it's okay to let go *
* Raise your glasses high
to the sky tonight *
Ooh! Ah!
MAN #2: * So for now
* Everybody, live it up
* It's time to come alive
* Yeah, tonight
* Can we take it to the top?
Whoa!
Ohh!
* So for now
* So for now
* Can we take it--
take it up? *
* Don't want to come back down
Whoo!
Whoo!
Yeah!
* Everybody, live it up
* It's time to come alive
Here we go!
[groans]
** [ends]
[cheering]
[grunting]
That was amazing! I had no idea
you could dance like that!
I've been taking lessons
on the Internet.
-We've got to go.
-I don't-- [gasps]
Whoo! Whoo!
Get off of me!
That crystal I gave you?
Thanks again. I really love it.
Good.
I need it back.
What? Why?
It's a long story.
I'll get you another one.
Give it to me now.
-I can't.
-Why not?
I don't have it.
Mwah! Thank you!
[laughing]
Whoo!
What do you mean?
I gave it to Phoebe.
-She's going to use it
to make me a bracelet.
-Phoebe? Where's Phoebe?
I don't know,
probably at her house.
She doesn't really like crowds.
What's this all about, Max?
-If I told you,
you wouldn't believe me.
-Try me.
I found the crystal
in a box.
It was left by scientists
to trap an evil ghost.
He possessed
a reality TV show star
up at the Grover mansion.
He's after the crystal
so he can unleash his army
and plunge our world
into eternal darkness.
You're right.
I don't believe you.
Max, he's coming!
-What are we gonna do?
-Who are you talking to?
-We gotta get outta here.
-I'm not going anywhere
with you, Max.
This ghost stuff
is getting old.
You know what?
You can forget about us
having a break.
This is now a break-up.
WOMAN:
One more time.
No, Cammie, wait!
Norm's Fish Market Dancers!
Hey, Phears!
I got your crystal here.
[both grunting]
Ohh!
[whimpers]
MAN: Uh-oh!
I've had just about
enough of this.
[thunder rumbling]
Oh, come on.
Where's my bike?
[chiming]
[doorbell rings]
Come in!
Bernie,
I gotta talk to Phoebe.
It's an emergency.
An emergency
about my dumb sister?
Yeah, right.
What happened? Somebody choke
on one of her stupid necklaces
or something?
Just go get her
for me.
I can't.
-Why not?
-'Cause she's not here.
Why didn't you
say that?
You didn't ask if she was home,
you asked if you
could talk to her.
-She's got something of mine.
-Wait till she comes home.
I don't have time.
Maybe I could look
in her bedroom?
Are you kidding?
If I let you in her room,
she'll k*ll me.
MAN [in game]:
You lose.
Great.
You just made me die!
Okay, I'm sorry, Bernie,
but this is important.
What's in it for me?
I've got the new
Star Raiders game.
Volume four?
Yeah. Take me to her room,
and it's yours.
You're on your own.
This place gives me a headache.
Where is it?
Come on.
It's gotta be here somewhere.
Uh--
I'm never gonna find it
in all this junk.
I don't happen to think
it's junk, Max Doyle.
And what are you doing
in my room?
Where's that crystal
that Cammie gave to you?
The one for her bracelet?
You have to give it
to me now.
Why?
I need it back, okay?
Please?
Does Cammie know about this?
Yes. I mean, well,
no, not exactly.
Hmm.
I better call her
just to make sure.
No! No, wait!
Phoebe. She's not taking
any calls right now.
Phoebe, please,
where's the crystal?
[sighs]
It's in here somewhere.
I think I put it in-- Ah!
Aha!
What are all of these?
Max, clearly,
you don't know anything
about making a bracelet.
I can't just use
one stone, can I?
I used Cammie's crystal,
and then I made copies.
-What? How am I supposed
to find the real one?
-Don't worry. I'll find it.
Hmm.
You know, Max,
I heard about you and Cammie
and how you're on
a bit of a break.
If you ever want
to watch a movie
or go get some ice cream
or something,
or if you ever need
a shoulder to cry on--
Phoebe, the crystal.
Right.
Here it is.
Phoebe, I could kiss you!
Mmm.
Hmm?
ANNOUNCER: We now return to
Simon Drake, Ghost Hunter.
That's weird.
Don't touch it.
Welcome to a very
special edition
of Simon Drake, Ghost Hunter.
And tonight we have
a real treat for you.
[snickering]
I guess you really like
this show, huh?
Usually, I just hunt for spirits
on my show,
but tonight,
I've captured two of them.
[no audible dialogue]
Oh, no!
SIMON:
Aw, poor little ghosts--
[no audible dialogue]
all locked up like this.
But there is one way
to free them,
and you know what it is,
don't you, Max?
You know him, Max?
Not exactly.
You've got until
next commercial break
to give me what I want, Max,
or your friends here, well,
they're going to end up
like all bad TV shows.
They're going to be... canceled.
[snickering]
[cackling]
[cackling continues]
Wow, that 3-D stuff is
getting better all the time.
The crystal.
He wants this crystal.
I-- I don't understand.
How did he even know
you were watching?
I don't have time to explain.
I have to get to that house.
Phoebe, do you have a bike?
[bicycle bell ringing]
[engine starts]
[revving]
Pull over.
I wanna talk to you.
Not now, Aaron!
Now, Doyle!
Whoa! [groans]
Oh!
[panting]
Wait--
I told you to pull over.
I don't have time
for this.
You better make time.
My dad put a lot of money
into that contest.
You came along
and start bugging Cammie
and mess everything up!
Cammie, she's--
Cammie doesn't
want to be with you.
Can't you understand that?
Isn't that the stone
you gave her?
No, don't touch that.
She gave it back to you, huh?
Told you it was over.
SIMON: I'll take that.
Who are you?
Someone who wants the crystal.
Yeah, well, get your own, buddy,
'cause this one's going to--
[squealing]
[snorting]
Oh, you're gonna
make me chase you?
[squealing]
[knocking]
Hi, uh, remember
that crystal I gave you?
Yeah, I'm gonna need it back.
[exhales] Oh.
Nicky!
Tara!
Where are you?
NICKY: Max!
TARA: No, Max, stay away!
[beeps]
[floorboards creaking]
[gasps]
[air hissing]
NICKY: No, Max!
Max!
Max, get away!
Save yourself, Max. Run.
I'm not leaving
without you guys.
[crackles]
[screams]
Max!
Ooh.
That gets the old blood flowing,
doesn't it?
[grunts]
Isn't it brave of them,
trying to save you?
Well, now it's your turn
to save them.
Give me the crystal.
Free them.
Then I'll give it to you.
No, no, no.
That's not how it works.
First, you give me
the crystal, see?
Then I free them.
-Max, no!
-Don't do it, Max!
What's the matter?
You don't trust me?
Why don't you freeze me,
like the way you did my parents?
Then you could just
take the crystal.
Maybe I don't want to?
Maybe you can't.
You can't take
the crystal from me.
I have to give it to you,
don't I?
That's how it works.
What is this anyway?
It's his life pod.
What?
[sighs] If you must.
[voices whispering]
Whoa!
What is this?
To the Rolands,
it was an experiment.
To me and all the other ghosts
they captured,
it is a prison.
Wait, each one of these
is a ghost?
Very smart, for a mortal.
Every single crystal represents
one of my soldiers captured
by Nicky and Tara's parents,
locked away here
for all eternity.
When I escaped,
I swore I would free them.
But you couldn't,
because of this?
My life force is in there.
To join the others,
it must be here
or else I cannot take
my rightful shape in your world,
and I'll forever
be stuck in these,
ugh, stupid human bodies, blech!
-Max, don't give it to him!
-Shut up!
He'll use it to take over
the world!
SIMON: It's up to you, Max.
Save your friends
or save the world.
[whispering continues]
Choices. Huh?
I'll give it to you.
-No!
-Max!
SIMON:
That is a wise decision, Max.
You wouldn't want your friends
to suffer forever.
It's all yours.
Yes.
Y-Yes!
Ohh!
You've got your crystal.
Now free Nicky and Tara.
Oh, please.
What?
Max, aren't you
smart enough to know
not to believe everything
people say on television?
Dum-dum.
[electricity crackles]
[Simon laughing]
At last, my faithful soldiers.
We will rise up,
and we will
spread evil and darkness
throughout the world.
Rise.
[crackling]
Rise!
[bulb shatters]
What?
There's something wrong
with my crystal.
Hello? Rise. Rise!
Oops, I guess I must've given
you one of Phoebe's copies.
I had to practice it.
I finally got the move right.
[gasps]
[groans]
[gasps]
-Ohh! [exhales]
-[gasps]
No!
[both groaning]
Are you guys all right?
I think so.
Thanks, Max.
Look out!
Doyle!
[crackles]
Aaah!
[gasps]
Mama Max.
[gasps]
Mama Max.
Mama Max.
[giggles]
[squeaking]
[all hiss]
[snorts]
[growling]
[squeaking]
[honks]
[snickering]
-Na, na, na, na, na-na.
-[screams]
[laughs]
[laughing continues]
[squeaking]
[growls]
CAMMIE: Max!
Cammie, w-what are
you doing here?
I came to find you, Max.
You did?
Uh-huh.
And I'm so sorry
we had a fight.
Will you please forgive me?
Uh, yeah.
Yeah, of course.
Good.
I'd really like to have
my crystal back, Max.
You would?
It's so beautiful, Max.
Please.
Give it to me.
Okay, whatever you want.
That's right, Max.
Just give it to me.
Put it in my hand and
everything's gonna be okay.
Give me the crystal!
-Give me! Give me!
Give me! Give me!
-No!
[screams]
Am I dead?
MAN: No.
Who are you?
It's all right, Max.
You're safe.
How do you know my name?
We know a great deal
about you.
I'm Michelle Roland,
and this is my husband, Michael.
Roland?
You're Nicky and Tara's parents?
We want to thank you
for taking such good care
of them.
This is great.
They're going to be so excited.
They've been looking for you
everywhere.
But how do we get out of here?
We don't, Max.
What?
Grover mansion used to be
our laboratory.
MICHELLE:
We did all of our ghost
experiments there.
It's where we first developed
the ghost traps,
and then we built
the life pod chamber as a place
to store the evil spirits
so they couldn't harm mortals.
MICHAEL: We knew we had to
do this in secret
without the chance of anybody
stumbling into the place.
MICHELLE: So we created
the story of Old Man Grover
and the whole myth about
Doom House being haunted
to keep people away
so we could work in peace.
MICHAEL:
But then the ghosts got loose,
and one of them,
the most evil one of all,
sent us here.
The Elsewhere.
Lulu told us.
Ghosts can't k*ll you,
they just send you here.
And until that ghost is
sent back to the other side
permanently,
we can never leave.
If only we could tell
Nicky and Tara
how much we miss them,
how much we love them.
Why can't we
do that right now?
What do you mean, Max?
Well, you said the most evil
ghost of them all, right?
Okay, how about I send him back
to the other side right now?
No, Max.
Max, no!
[grunts]
[groans]
I did it.
[buzzing]
[winding down]
I stopped him.
I stopped Phears.
[rumbling]
What now?
[screams]
Help!
Somebody, help me!
Help!
Gotcha!
Are you the real Cammie?
Don't ask such stupid questions!
Yeah, you're the real Cammie.
Hang on!
Let's go!
Come on!
Run!
[wood cracking]
What's happening?
[both groan]
Max Doyle!
What was that?
Nicky! Tara!
Nicky!
Tara!
Great.
Doom House took them too.
[mechanical crying]
[crying winds down]
W-Who were you calling?
Who are Nicky and Tara?
They were my friends.
"Were"?
What happened to them?
I don't know.
I guess they're gone.
This time, forever.
SIMON: I do believe in ghosts.
I do believe in ghosts.
I-- I--
I do believe in ghosts.
I do.
I-I-I do believe in ghosts.
I do.
I do believe in ghosts.
I think they could be real.
I--
[laughing]
[laughing continues]
Simon!
Where have you been?
I've been trying
your phone all day.
Oh!
The network called.
They think that the test footage
we sent looks fake.
They want us to try to make
the ghosts look more real.
So, any ideas?
Simon?
Hmm?
Huh?
[laughing]
[forced laugh]
Okay. I know
you've been working
too hard, babe.
Let's--
Let's go to the van.
Go to the van, hon.
Okay.
Oh, you're pretty!
No, you're crazy.
No touching.
Oh, I like vans.
In you go, in you go.
I like-- [grunts]
Come on in.
[engine starts]
BEVERLY: Drive!
[tires screech]
Max, will you please tell me
what just happened?
You wouldn't believe me anyway.
I will now.
How did you know
I was here?
Phoebe told me.
Now y tell me
the whole story.
Well, it started
with a hole in the wall.
My mom and dad were
remodeling the house,
and I found this little box.
And, well--
Well, I'd better be
getting home.
I'm going to have a hard enough
time explaining where I've been
since the dance contest.
Thanks for everything, Cammie.
You know, saving my life
and all that.
I'm sorry
about your friends, Max.
But you did everything
you could to save them.
Anybody would be proud
to have you as a boyfriend.
I know I am.
Good-bye, Cammie.
See you later, Max.
MALE REPORTER: The youth,
Aaron Carmichael, 16,
was found naked and asleep
behind a local church.
When questioned by police,
Mr. Carmichael said,
"I had a dream I was a baby pig,
and when I woke up,
I was in the mud."
He is undergoing
psychiatric evaluation.
Back to you, Donna.
Get out of my face!
Isn't that
your friend, Aaron?
The one who was here
the other night?
Huh. His parents
must be so proud.
I'm glad you boys don't get
into trouble like that.
-Mom!
-Oh!
Dad!
Hey! Oh.
You're okay!
You're here!
Yeah.
Of course we are, honey.
Maybe a little tired, but--
Just renovations.
We're not saving the world.
Should we
tell him, honey?
Uh, hmm.
You tell him. I'm too tired.
I think I slept wrong.
[Mr. Doyle yawns]
Tell me what?
Well,
we're so excited about what
we're doing to the house,
we've decided not to sell.
Ah!
Oh!
That's great.
[scoffs]
Well, don't get
too excited about it, you dork.
You were the one who didn't
want to move, remember?
[TV chatter]
Wow, my back is sore.
I feel like I slept standing up
last night. Hey, orange juice.
REPORTER: ...this young woman,
who found the naked boy outside
of her bedroom window.
Young lady, can you tell us
how did that make you feel?
Well--
[sighs]
I'm sorry, guys.
I tried.
NICKY: So you and Cammie
got back together, huh?
Yeah, we--
Nicky!
Tara!
You're alive?
Well, not exactly.
I mean, you're here!
You're okay!
Thanks to you, Max.
Yeah, you risked your own life
to save us.
Of course I did.
You guys aren't just
my pet ghosts, you know.
You're my friends.
My best friends.
Told ya.
Wait, I almost forgot.
I-I met your parents.
BOTH: What?
Yeah.
I was in the Elsewhere.
Phears sent me there.
What did they say?
How did they look?
Are they all right?
Yeah, they're okay,
but they miss you very much,
and they wanted you to know
how much they love you.
Thanks, Max.
Wait.
You said you were
in the Elsewhere.
But how did you get out?
I destroyed Phears's life pod,
and it sent me back
to our world.
But wait a second.
Your parents said
they couldn't be free
until the most evil ghost
was gone.
And you said you destroyed
Phears's life pod.
-Are you sure?
-Definitely.
He's gone for good.
Well, that means there's
something else out there.
Something even worse
than Phears?
Yeah, but who?
[Morgo cackling]
[cackling continues]
** [dance]
** [woman vocalizing]
WOMAN: * B-O-M
* B-O-M-B-S away
* One too many lies
* One too many games *
* One too many kisses on
the right side of my brain *
* I said, one too many leeches
* Suckin' all the life
out of me *
** [vocalizing]
* So what if
I'm shout-shoutin' out
like a hooligan *
* I'm going out
till three in the morning *
* No, I don't care
* I don't care
who's watching now *
* Well, all right
* Yeah, it's cool
* I hope you're ready for this
* What you want
What you need *
* And what you want to say
* I got you now
so don't try to play *
* And I'ma leave you
feeling lonely, lonely, nah *
* And I'ma be the one
and only, only *
* Watch ya run, watch ya run
* Now watch ya run away
* I gotcha now
but you're just the prey *
* And I'ma leave you feeling
lonely, lonely, nah *
* Your time is ticking
and it's bombs away *
* B-O-M
* B-O-M-B-S away
* I say B-O-M
* B-O-M-B-S away
* I can chew you up
I can spit you out *
* I can play the rebel and
kick you while you're down *
* I said I can be
fire starter *
* Put you out of your misery
* Misery
* Well, all right
* Yeah, no worries
* I hope you're ready for this
* What you want
What you need *
* And what you want to say
* I got you now
so don't try to play *
* And I'ma leave you
feeling lonely, lonely, nah *
* And I'ma be the one
and only, only *
* Watch ya run, watch ya run
* Now watch ya run away
* I gotcha now
but you're just the prey *
* And I'ma leave you feeling
lonely, lonely, nah *
* Your time is ticking
and it's bombs away *
* B-O-M
* B-O-M-B-S away
* I say B-O-M
* B-O-M-B-S away
* Would you look at this one?
* You think his eyes
are being all hypnotized? *
* When I get ya turned
I'll get you burning *
* Bring ya down in size
* This is the product of
every single girl gone wild *
* And now you're lying,
cheating, stealing *
* Just to jack my style
Run!
* What you want
What you need *
* And what you want to say
* I got you now
so don't try to play *
* And I'ma leave you
feeling lonely, lonely, nah *
* And I'ma be the one
and only, only *
* Watch ya run, watch ya run
* Now watch ya run away
* I gotcha now
but you're just the prey *
* And I'ma leave you feeling
lonely, lonely, nah *
* Your time is ticking
and it's bombs away *
* B-O-M
* B-O-M-B-S away
* I say B-O-M
* B-O-M-B-S away
* B-O-M
* B-O-M-B-S away
* I say B-O-M
* B-O-M-B-S away
What?
** [ends]
Farid Morocco
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