Under Wraps (1997)

[bunniefuu]

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Now, Ben, Mom And I Have

Talked About It

And You're Gonna Sleep In

Your Own Room Tonight, Ok?

He's Such A Baby.

I'm Not!

[Mocking] Oooo,

There's A Monster In My Closet!

Shut Up, You Cow!

You Didn't See It.

It Was Big And Huge

With Hairy Arms And Sharp Teeth.

Oh, Please!

Hey, Molly, This Is None

Of Your Business.

Maybe He Could Sleep In Our

Room Just One More Night?

No!

C'mon, This Is

Ridiculous.

Ben, I've Told You

A Million Times,

Monsters Aren't Real.

Ok, I Believe You.

Monsters Aren't Real.

That's Better.

Hey, Honey, Go Sit

Down On The Couch.

I Can Take Care Of This.

Ok, Kids, Homework.

Watch Out. There Might Be

Monsters In The Living Room.

Shut Up, Molly!

Settle Down, You Two!

Aw, sh**t.

Yaaaaa!

Aaaaaah!

Am I Real Enough For You?

Aaaaaah!

Gilbert, Let Go Of My Leg.

Is That Your Leg?

I Thought It Was My Leg.

Don't Be Such A Wuss.

It's Just A Movie.

Yaaaaa!

Thanks So Much For

Bringing Me.

Now If You'll Excuse Me,

I'll Be Throwing Up In The Lobby.

Grrrr!

What Did I Miss?

You Missed The

Whole Movie.

You Know, I'm Not Going

With You Any More.

You Always Walk Out When The

Least Little Thing Happens.

Marshall, A Wartheaded Demon

Shishkabobed A Family Of Four.

It's A Horror Movie.

What Do You Think Happens

In A Horror Movie?

Horrible Things!

Ok, I Guess I Don't

Like Horror Movies.

I Like Nice Happy Movies

Like The Sound Of Music.

You've Got To

Be Kidding.

No. C'mon, It's

A Great Movie.

It's Got Singing,

Dancing, Nazis.

Well, The Nazis Don't

Sing And Dance,

Which Would Be Really Cool,

But It's Still A Great Movie.

Unbelievable.

And Leisel-- That's The

Oldest Daughter--

What A Babe.

Even When She's Wearing

Those Play Clothes

Made Out Of Curtains--

Gilbert, You're Starting

To Sound Really Weird.

Ok, Got It. Thanks.

So, What Are You Gonna

Be For Halloween?

Probably Nothing.

Me Neither.

I Mean, Think About It.

You Drape A Bath Mat

Around Your Shoulders,

Call Yourself Superman,

And Beg For Candy.

The Whole Thing Is

Pretty Degrading.

[Tires Screeching]

Mr. Kubat!

He Always Drives

Like That.

He's Gonna k*ll

Somebody One Day.

Remember Last Spring When

He Ran Over My Bike?

He's So Creepy.

Yeah.

So Is His House.

You Deliver His

Paper, Don't You?

Yeah.

What's He Like?

I Don't Know. Uh...

What Do You Mean?

You Collect From Him Once A Month.

Does He Talk To You?

Is He Mean? What?

Gilbert?

Well, I, Uh,

Haven't Exactly

Gotten Around To

Collecting From Him Yet.

How Long Have You Been

Delivering His Paper?

Not Long.

How Long?

One... Two Years.

Two Years? He Hasn't

Paid You In Two Years?

Marshall, Wait.

Where Are You Going?

It's Payday.

No, Marshall, Don't.

He'll k*ll You.

He's Not Going

To k*ll Me.

Yes, He Is!

What About Patrick Ryor?

What About Him?

He Blew Up Kubat's Mailbox

With A Cherry b*mb

And Nobody Ever

Saw Him Again.

That's Because He

Moved To Toronto.

Oh, Really?

You Know, He Never Writes.

Marshall!

Marshall, Please, Don't.

Settle Down. Why Are You

So Afraid Of Everything?

I Can't Help

It, Marshall.

I'm Not Like You.

Wartheaded Monsters And

Creepy Old Men Scare Me.

I Don't Know Why.

Maybe I'm Just Human.

You've Got To Learn How To Quit

Being So Afraid All The Time

And Stand Up For Yourself.

You're Right.

You're Very Right.

But Can We Please Go Home And

Learn This Very Important Lesson

From The Comfort Of

My Own Bedroom?

Whatta Ya Say, Huh?

[Doorbell Chiming]

Ooh!

Mr. Kubat...

Gilbert, Here,

Is Your Paperboy.

A Job I Cherish,

By The Way.

Anyway, You Owe Him

A Lot Of Money

And We're...

He Has A Dog.

I Didn't Know He Had

A Dog. Did You?

Nope. New

Information For Me.

Run!

[Barking]

[Chuckling]

Aaaaaah!

Marshall?

Marshall, Are You Ok?

Yeah. You Wouldn't Believe--

Hey. How're You Doing, Sport?

Oh.

Hi, Ted.

How Was The Movie?

Fine.

Gilbert, It's Getting

Kind Of Late.

Maybe You Ought To

Run On Home.

All Right.

Bye, Marshall.

Bye.

So, Why Don't You Come On In

And Have A Seat And Tell

Us About The Movie?

Got Some Ice Cream,

And I Was Thinking

We Should All Spend

Some Time Together.

I Don't Think So.

I'm Really Tired.

Well, Ok. Goodnight, Buddy.

[Knocking]

Marshall?

Yeah.

He's A Really Nice

Guy, Marshall.

I Know.

Your Father And I Have Been

Divorced A Long Time.

It's Ok, Mom.

Ok.

Don't Stay Up Too Late, Huh?

He's Dead.

Who?

Mr. Kubat.

He's Dead?

We Just Saw Him Last

Saturday Night.

When Did He Die?

A Couple Of Days Ago.

The Water Meter Man Came

To Read The Meter

And He Saw Kubat

Through The Window.

Sprawled Out On

The Kitchen Floor,

Covered In Pancake Batter.

I Can't Believe It.

Man, What A Way To Go--

k*lled By Pancake Batter.

Hello! He Died Of A

Heart Attack, You Idiot.

He Just Happened To Be

Making Pancakes At The Time.

Oh. Sorry.

Still, Poor Guy.

One Minute You're Making Yourself A Hearty,

Nutritious Breakfast

And The Next--

Bingo! Lights Out.

Hey, He Was Old. Organs

Failed. These Things Happen.

Now What About You? Are

You Eating Your Peaches?

Here. Eat All The Peaches.

How Can You Eat These

Things Anyway?

They're As Hard As Rocks.

You Just Suck On 'Em Awhile And Then They're Ok.

Now, Please, Finish The Story.

Ok. He Used To Work In Some

Big Museum In New York.

No Family. No Friends.

No Relatives.

Now, My Mom's Company's

Selling His House.

It's So Spooky.

I Can't Believe Anyone

Would Want To Buy It.

I Heard It's Full

Of Weird Stuff.

Your House's Full

Of Weird Stuff.

My Mom Collects Antique Dolls.

It's Perfectly Normal. A

Lot Of People Collect Dolls.

Yeah, A Lot Of Insane People.

My Mom's Not Insane.

She Takes Her Dolls

To The Movies.

So? There's Nothing

Wrong With That.

She Buys Them Popcorn.

Once! She Did That Once.

Mike Cazwell Said He Snuck

Over To Kubat's One Night

And Saw A Coffin

In The Basement.

He Did Not.

He Swears.

I Don't Believe It.

Well, There's One

Way To Find Out.

No, No, No, No, No.

This Is A Very Bad Idea.

Gee, Guys, I'd Love

To Go With You

But It's Just That

My Mom Won't Let Me.

Chicken.

I Am Not.

I Asked My Mom, And You

Know How Strict She Is--

Mrs. Anderson?

Call Me

Esmerelda.

Her Name's Not Esmerelda.

She's Role Playing.

Go With It.

Ok.

Esmerelda?

Yes.

Marshall And I Are Going To

Go Get Some Ice Cream.

Can Gilbert Come With Us?

Sure. Just Be Back By 8:30.

Thanks A Lot, Mom!

Ok, I'll Admit I'm A Chicken.

I Can Do That. I Have No Pride.

But Have Either One Of You Stopped

To Realize What We're Doing?

Breaking Into A

Dead Guy's House!

And On A School Night!

We'll Be Back By 8:30.

I'll Even Set My Watch.

Esmerelda?

You Have No Idea.

You Know, Maybe I Should

Just Wait Out Front.

I'll Be The Lookout Guy.

Sure. Go Ahead.

The Lookout Guy's Always

The First To Go.

Ok, Then How About I'm Just The

Panicky Guy Who Goes And Gets Help?

Gilbert, Shut Up.

Ok.

Excellent!

Uh, It's Spooky In There.

You're Scared,

Aren't You?

I'm Not Scared.

You're The One Who's

Sweating, Monster Boy.

Geek.

Loser.

Car!

Gilbert: Ok, This Was Fun,

But I Think We Should Go Now.

Look, Maybe We Can

Just Push It Open.

Good Idea.

It's Locked.

It's Not Locked.

It's Just Stuck.

Push Harder.

Marshall: I Think We've Got It!

Keep Pushing.

We've Almost Got It!

Push, Gilbert!

This Is Never Gonna Work.

Push, Gilbert!

Aaaaaah!

Grab Him! Gilbert!

Aaaaah!

Gilbert!

I'm Fine. I'm Ok. I'm Fine.

Do You See Anything?

What?

Look Around. Do You

See Anything?

Not Much. It's Pretty Dark.

I See A Staircase.

I See... Uh... No Furniture.

I Can't Hold On

Much Longer.

Ok, A Few Paintings, A

Mirror, And...

Aaaaaah! Aaaaaaaa!

What? What Is It?

Aaaaaah!

Gilbert! What Is It?

Aaaaah! Aaaaaaah!

Gilbert!

What's Wrong?

Nothing Really.

I'm Fine. I'm

Perfectly Fine.

But I'm Pretty Sure This Is What

A Heart Attack Feels Like.

Does Anybody Know Cpr?

C'mon, Gilbert.

My Glasses!

What?

What?

My Glasses. I Must Have Dropped

Them In The Basement.

I Am Not Going Back!

You Cannot Make Me Go Back!

What Was In That

Basement?

A Coffin! A Big Weird Coffin!

Cool!

Yeah, Real Cool.

Especially The Hand That Was Sticking Out Of It.

Oh, Man!

Mr. Kubat Must've

k*lled Somebody.

So What Are

We Gonna Do?

We Go Back In The Basement

And Get His Glasses.

No Way!

Ok, Fine.

We'll Just Tell Your Mom You

Broke Into A Dead Guy's House

And Left Them There.

No. That Would Be Bad.

Then We've Got

To Go Get Them.

How? It's A Ten-Foot Drop

From That Basement Window.

My Mother's Got The Key.

She Does?

I Told You She's

Selling The House.

Wait A Minute!

If Your Mom's Got The Key

Then How Come We Had To

Break Into The Basement?

What Fun Is It

To Use A Key?

Exactly.

Oh, Man, It's Nasty In Here.

Let's Grab Your Glasses,

Check Out The Dead Guy,

And Get Out.

I Think I'll Just

Stay Here.

Hey, They're

Your Glasses.

I Don't Really Need 'Em.

You Know, It's The

Strangest Thing--

I Feel Like My Eyesight's

Getting Much Better.

That Must Be The

Basement Door.

C'mon.

I'll Be Waiting Up Here.

Enjoy Yourselves.

You Go First.

You Go First. I'll

Watch Your Back.

Have You Ever Seen A

Dead Person?

Oh, Yeah. I've Got Them Lying Around

In My Basement In Huge Stacks.

You Should Come

Over Some Time.

We Use Them To

Build Big Forts.

Yaaaa!

I Sit Alone In The

Hallway All By Myself.

Yes, Sir. This Was A

Really Stupid Idea.

[Heavy Footsteps]

Yaaaaa!

What?

You Scared Me.

You See, I Thought

That You...

[Grunting]

Aaaaaah!

[Grunting]

Marshall, Help Me Up!

[Grunting]

Do You Think That Will Hold It?

Nobody's Coming

Through That Door.

Trust Me.

Aaaaaah!

[Grunting]

Aaaaaah!

C'mon.

[Grunting]

It's Locked!

Hmmm.

[Satisfying Sigh]

Man, That Mummy Had To Go.

Run!

Uh... Guys?

[Grunting]

Thank You.

Come On, Gilbert.

Let's Get Out Of Here.

Can't Move.

Too Scared.

Blacking Out.

Ok, I'll Come Get You.

Now Hold Onto Me.

Nice Mummy. Good Mummy.

Ok, Gilbert, On The

Count Of Three,

Get Ready To Make A Run For It.

One...

Two...

Aaaaaah!

[Grunting]

[Watch Beeping]

He's Scared Of My Watch.

See. It's Ok.

It's A Watch.

It Has A Calendar, An Alarm,

A Stopwatch. You Can Program

In Appointments--

He Doesn't Want To

Buy The Watch, Ok?

Just Get Away

From Him.

He's Not Gonna Hurt

Us, Is He?

No, Gilbert. I

Don't Think He Is.

Oh, My Gosh. He

Smells Horrible.

What's He Doing?

What's He Doing?

What's He Doing?

He Likes Your Hair.

Must Be My New Conditioner.

It Attracts Dead Guys.

I'm Gonna Keep Him.

You Can't Keep Him.

Well, We Can't Turn Him In.

They'll Take Him Somewhere

And Experiment On Him.

What Do You Mean, Experiment?

Cut Him Open. Dissect Him.

Pack Him In Formaldehyde.

They Will?

Of Course. Didn't You See E.T.?

I Gotta Go

Or My Mom's Gonna

Come Looking For Me.

And I Don't Want

Her To Find Him.

Right. We Better Go.

Stay.

Stay.

Good Boy.

You'll Be Safe Here.

We'll Lock Him In The House

And Figure Out What

To Do Tomorrow.

We'll Be Back Tomorrow, Ok?

[Grunting]

He Talks.

That Was A Grunt.

It's Kind Of

Like Talking.

Hey, That's More Than My

Dad Says In A Month.

I Think He

Understands Me.

How Do You Know?

I Just Know.

Thanks For Finding

My Glasses.

See You Tomorrow.

Did You Tell Your Mom?

Of Course Not.

She Wouldn't Have

Believed Me Anyway.

What About Your

Mom's New Boyfriend?

He's A Big Guy--

No! We Don't Need Him, Ok?

Ok, Relax.

I Was Just Thinking Maybe

We Should Tell Somebody.

Well, I Was Going To

Tell My Mother

But She Was Having A Tea

Party For Her Dolls.

When She Does That...

Well, It's Best Not To

Interrupt Her.

If We're Not Telling

Our Parents

Maybe We Should Tell The

Cops Or Animal Control.

Or The Psychic Friends

Network Or Somebody.

No Way! He's Ours.

We Found Him, We

Gonna Keep Him.

At Least Until We Figure Out What To Do With Him.

Hey, Amy.

I'm Busy, Todd.

I Know, But I Was Just--

Todd.

I Was Just Wondering--

Don't Make Me Hurt You, Todd.

Ok. Ok. Sorry.

He's Got A Big Crush On Me

But It's Definitely Not

Going To Happen.

Why Not?

He Saw That Olsen Twins

Movie Twice.

How Can You Respect A

Guy Like That?

I See Your Point.

Hey, Amy, Do You

Think He'll Be Ok?

Maybe I Should Skip School

And Go Take Care Of Him.

Marshall, He's A Monster.

Monsters Don't Need

Babysitters.

Anyway, I Still Say We

Should Leave Him Alone.

He Could Be Dangerous.

If He Was Going To Eat Us, He

Would Have Eaten Us Last Night.

Mummies Don't

Eat People.

They Don't?

No, That's Zombies.

Zombies Eat People?

They Eat Your Brain.

Well, Who Cuts Off Their Head?

That's Banshees.

And What's A Banshee?

It's Like A Scarecrow,

Only Meaner.

What About Mummies?

Well, They're Big And Strong

And Completely Reek,

But Other Than That, You Got Me.

Well, If We're Gonna Hang

Out With A Mummy

We Need To Find Out

More About Him.

I Know Just The Guy Who

Can Tell Us Everything.

Bruce?

Hey, Bruce!

There's Nobody Here.

[Gasping]

That Looks So Incredibly Fake.

It Does Not.

It Does Too. That Blood

Looks Like Kool-Aid.

And What Is This?

A Chicken Bone?

Well, Excuse Me.

I Didn't Have Any Actual

Spinal Chord Lying Around.

You Guys Are Beyond

Help. You Know That?

Bruce, This Is Amy And Gilbert.

Nice To Meet

You Guys.

Hey, Did You See The

New Warthead Movie?

It Was Great.

Tell Me About It.

Much More Imaginative

k*ll Factor.

Did You See Him Field Dress That

Highway Patrolman With A Spatula?

I Don't Care What Siskel And

Ebert Say, That Was Art.

Are You Guys Just Browsing Today

Or Are You Looking For

Something Special?

Actually, We Just Need

Some Information.

Information I Got Plenty Of.

Do You Know Anything

About Mummies?

Mummies? Why Do You Guys

Want To Know About Mummies?

We're Doing A

Report For School.

Really? And They Say The

Public School System Sucks.

Come On Back.

Let's See What We've

Got Back Here.

Ghosts, Astral Projection,

Vampires...

Ah, Here We Go.

"Mummy: Monsters

Of Modern Myth"

Hey, If You Want I Could

Read Your Palms.

No, Thank You.

No, Really, Palms, Tea

Leaves, Tarot Cards.

I Took A Correspondence Course

So I Can Read Pretty

Much Anything.

You'd Be Amazed What Varicose

Veins Say About A Person.

I Had My Mom In Here

For About A Week.

We're In A Big Hurry.

No Problem. I

Completely Understand.

Let's See...

Here It Is.

"The Mummy Monsters

Of Modern Myth

"Are Said To Be The Guardians Of The

Pharaohs And Queens Of Ancient Egypt.

"Buried In An Elaborate Coffin

Called A Sarcophagus,

"The Mummy Sprang From His

Uneasy Sleep To Rage Vengeance

On Whoever Dared Be Foolish

Enough To Disturb The Holy Crypt."

Blah, Blah, Blah, But

You Get The Gist Of It.

That's The Only Way They

Can Come Back To Life?

Why? You Got A Mummy You

Want To Bring Back?

You Know, It's Not That Easy--

Spit It Out, Bruce.

I'm Getting Old Here.

Ok. "Every Year During The

Festival Of The Dead--

You Mean Like Halloween?

Yeah. Just Like Halloween.

Except Back Then When You Trick

Or Treated, They Ate You.

"The Spirit Of The Mummy May Be

Freed By The Purity Of The Full Moon

"And Loosed To Walk The Earth.

"But If He Does Not

Return To His Tomb

"By Midnight Of That

Most Evil Of Nights,

"He Will Dissolve Into A

Pillar Of Dust

And His Soul Will

Be Lost Forever."

[Ghoulish Laugh]

Settle Down, All Right? It's Ok.

It's A Trick I Use When The

Spirits Are On Vacation.

See. Look. On... Off.

On...

Off.

Ooooh

You Guys Seem A Little Jumpy.

Are You Sure Everything's All Right?

Sure. Fine.

What's That?

That's The Symbol Of

The Eye Of Ra,

The Egyptian Sun God.

That's The Symbol On

The Top Of The Coffin.

Pardon Me?

Nothing.

We Gotta Go.

No, No. Wait A Minute.

Come Back Here!

Hey, I Distinctly

Heard The Word Coffin.

So What Are Gonna Do With Him?

We'll Just

Talk To Him.

About What?

Gee, I Don't Know...

Hi. How's It Going?

A Lot's Happened

Since You Died.

Wanna See Me Pick My Scab?

Get Out Of My Way, Leonard.

And Take Your Blanket With You.

This Isn't A Blanket.

It's A Rag.

I Carry It Around In Case I

Have To Wipe Up Something.

Yeah, Right. And I'm Not

Wearing A Bra,

I'm Wearing A Bulletproof Vest.

You're Wearing A Bra?

Oh, Shut Up.

You Missed The Big

Yellow Truck.

What Yellow Truck?

The One They Loaded All

Mr. Kubat's Stuff Into.

Bye.

Everything's Gone.

Do You Think

He's Still Here?

Who's Still Here?

Ah, Hi, Mom.

I Was Just About To Show This

House To The Michaels.

Mom, Do You Know What Happened

To Mr. Kubat's Furniture?

It Was Impounded.

Everything?

Yes. The I.R.S. Confiscated It

To Pay Off His Back Taxes,

But I Don't Think They're Going

To Get Very Much For It.

What Are You Kids Up To?

What About All The Art

Work And Other Stuff?

He Didn't Really

Have Any Artwork.

What Other Stuff Are

You Talking About?

We Heard He Kept A Lot Of

Antique Things In The Basement.

The Basement Was Empty

When The Movers Got Here.

Empty?

I Mean, How Very Odd.

There Were A Few Old

Boxes But That Was It.

What Are You Kids

Really Up To?

We're Doing A

Report For School.

On Mr. Kubat?

Gotta Go, Mom.

Hi. Welcome To Dairy Freeze.

May I Take Your Order?

May I Take Your Order, Please?

[Grunting]

Hello.

[Grunting]

Ok. Would You Like

Fries With That?

Ok. So That's Two Double Cheeseburgers,

A Small Fries, And An Orange Soda?

[Grunting]

Ok, Ok, Sorry.

A Jumbo Orange Soda.

Ok, That'll Be $3.74.

Please Come Around.

Ok.

[Burp]

Oh, Mommy, Look

At That Ugly Man.

Now, Sweetie, I Told You Not To

Talk About People That Way.

But Look At His Face!

Honey, It's Not Polite To Stare.

Now I Told You, Some People

Are Just Born Special.

Well, This Guy's

Really Special.

[Grunting]

I'll Be With You In A Minute.

Don't Get Smart With Me.

I Said I'll Be With

You In A Minute.

Fill Out These Forms, Please.

Ooooh!

Oooh!

Ooooh!

Oh No! Oh No!

Doctor! Doctor, I've

Got Our Burn Victim!

That's Ok. I Know You're

In A Lot Of Pain.

Oh, No. Looks Like He

Tried To Treat Himself.

Get Him On A Gurney.

I Can't Get A Heartbeat!

No Pulse! Code Blue!

Clear!

Ooooh!

Nothing!

Let's Hit Him Again!

Oooooh!

Where Are You Going?

Come Back!

We'll Probably Never

See Him Again.

Gilbert:

Thank Goodness.

Let's Cut Him Off.

Come On!

Where Is He?

Where Have You Been?

[Grunting]

You Know The Scary This Is,

I Understood Every

Bit Of That.

We've Got To Get Him

Out Of Here.

Marshall: We'll Sneak Him Into My House.

What If Your Mom

Finds Him?

Just Tell Her He's A

Foreign Exchange Student.

Well, My Mom Would

Believe It.

He'll Be Fine

At My House.

Ted's Over All The Time

So She's Used To Big Clunky

Guys Stomping Around The Place.

Come On!

Marshall?

Hi, Mom.

Hi.

Uuh!

It's Ok. It's Ok.

It's Not Real.

See?

Marshall?

Marshall?

Just Go. Go.

What Was That Noise?

What Noise?

Well, It Sounded Like "You Were

Coming Through The Ceiling" Noise.

Oh, That Noise.

Uh-Hmm.

We Were...

Clogging.

Clogging?

Yeah. Amy Was

Teaching Us How.

Right, Amy?

Go Ahead. Show Mom

What You Can Do.

Quickly, So She

Can Be On Her Way.

Wow! Hey, She's Good.

All Right. Ok.

Well, You Guys--

Aaaaaah!

Wow! This One's Good!

Is He New?

Just Got Him.

Not Bad.

Marshall, Dinner's

In 15 Minutes.

And Clean This Room. It's

Really Starting To Stink.

I Can't Take This!

Clogging? What Is

This, Hee-Haw?

Hey, It Worked, Didn't It?

Yeah, But Next Time

Think Of An Idea That Makes You Look Like A Dork.

Your Mom's Right. You've Got To

Do Something About This Smell.

Ugh, What Is That?

Hai Karate.

I Think You're Gonna

Need The Whole Bottle.

Oh, Don't Be

Such A Baby.

We've Got To Get Him Back

Inside His Coffin

Or Sarcophagus Or Refrigerator

Box Or Whatever It's Called

By Midnight Tomorrow

Night Or Else.

Stop It!

Stop It.

Put It Down.

Come On!

So, What Are We Gonna Call Him?

How About "Mummy"?

How About "Harold"?

Harold?

I Don't Know. He Looks

Like My Uncle Harold.

Geez, Your Aunt Must Be

Ready To Open A Vein!

Harold's A Good Name.

I'm Gonna Call Him Harold.

Fine. Whatever. But I Just

Want You To Know

Harold's Eating Your Goldfish.

Spit It Out!

Spit It Out! Spit It Out Now!

I Can't Take My Eyes Off

Him For One Second.

This Is Like Having A Puppy.

Yeah, A Puppy The

Size Of A Buick.

™?♪ ["All By Myself"]

Turn That Off!

Please, Quick, Before I Gag!

Stop It! Put It Down!

Put It Down!

Take Out The

Batteries!

Geez, He Must Really

Love That Song.

It's Empty.

That's The Way We Found It.

It's Not My Fault.

Then We Have A

Difference Of Opinion

Because I Consider It

Completely Your Fault.

It's Got To Be Stored

With The Other Stuff.

Then Find It.

How Hard Can It Be?

It's Not Like It Got Up

And Walked Away.

It's My Mom.

My Mom And Her New

Boyfriend, Ted.

My Parents Divorced

A Few Years Ago,

And My Dad's Been

Real Busy Lately,

So He Doesn't Come By Much.

It's Ok. It's Not Like It's

A Big Deal Or Anything.

[Laughing]

Ever Been In Love?

Probably So.

You Probably Got Married

Forever In Your Day.

But Now, Love Doesn't Seem

To Mean Much Anymore.

Most Of My Friends' Parents Are

Divorced Or They Hate Each Other.

I Mean, What's The

Point, Right?

I'm Going To Bed.

For Me?

Gee... Thanks.

[Growling]

[Grunting]

[Growling]

[Grunting]

Oh, No.

I Can't Believe You

Let Him Get Away.

What Am I Going To Do,

Handcuff Him?

Harold!

I Can't Believe You Guys

Talked Me Into This.

We Can Get In So Much Trouble.

If I Were You, I'd Just Worry About

Someone Seeing Me In Those Pajamas.

Did They Come Like That Or Did

You Have To Cut Out The Feet?

Hey, My Grandmother

Gave Me These.

Don't Tell Me You Don't Have Some

Embarrassing Pajamas At Home.

I Don't Wear Pajamas.

I Sleep In The Nude.

Uuh!

Oh, Geez, Gilbert, Grow Up.

You Know, We Should

Probably Split Up.

He Could Be Anywhere.

Or He Could Be Right Here.

We Shouldn't Be Here.

We're Going To Get Caught.

Maybe That Doesn't Mean

Much To You Two,

But I'm A Boy Scout And One

Day I Want To Make Eagle,

And That's Going To Be Very Hard

To Do If I'm Off In Sing-Sing

Doing Serious Jail Time.

Harold, Get Out Of There!

Leave Him Alone.

But He's Gonna Break Something.

"This Diorama Depicts The Entombing

Of A Queen And Her High Priest.

"The High Priest Was The

Bodyguard, Confidant,

"And Advisor To The Queen.

Sworn To Be By Her Side In

This Life And The Next."

Think Harold's A High Priest?

Looks Like To Me.

"The High Priest Swore

A Vow Of Celibacy,

Dedicating Every Waking Minute

To The Service Of His Queen."

What's Celibacy?

No Chicks.

Oh. I Could Never Do That.

You'll Get Used To It.

What's He Doing Now?

It Looks Like He Knows Her.

Maybe He Wasn't So

Celibate After All.

C'mon, Buddy, What Is It?

They Were In Love.

Dispatch, We're Going

To Need Some Backup.

Harold, We Gotta Get Outta Here.

He's Reading It.

Those Marking Are Just Like The

Ones In That Book Bruce Showed Us.

Yeah, The Ones That Said He Had

To Be Back In His Sarcophagus

By Midnight On

Halloween Or...

Or Else.

He Knows, Doesn't He?

You Do, Don't You?

Don't Worry About It. We'll

Think Of Something.

Cop: We Definitely Have A Problem.

Marshall!

I Think I Hear Something.

I'm Gonna Check It Out.

Ok. Keep Me Advised.

Whoever Was Here,

They're Gone Now.

Roger. Return

Back To Base.

Hey.

Hey.

You Look Awful.

I Was Up All Night.

The Only Way I Could Keep

Harold In The Room

Was To Let Him Watch Tv.

Harold Watched Tv?

Pretty Woman, Ghost,

Sleepless In Seattle,

Every Sappy Movie He

Could Get His Hands On.

I Swear The Guy Went Through

Two Boxes Of Tissue

And Then Started Using

My Bedspread.

Marshall, I'm Worried We Might

Not Be Able To Pull This Off.

Don't Worry. He'll Be Fine.

It's Not Him I'm Worried

About, It's You.

I Mean, You're So

Attached To Him

And If We Can't

Do This, Then...

He's Just A Mummy.

It's Not Like He's A

Real Friend, Ok?

Ok, I Do Care About Him.

I Know It Sounds Stupid,

But He Had A Home, A Job,

A Girlfriend He Really Loved

Even Though They Had To Keep It

A Secret From Everyone.

And Now...

Well, Now We're All He's Got.

He's Counting On Us.

And Nobody's Ever Counted

On Me For Anything Before.

I Can't Let Him Down.

That's No Fair, You

Stole All The a*mo!

I Got Ya!

Give Me That!

Drop It!

So It Would Help If You'd Stop Playing

Cowboys And Indians With The Monster!

He Started It.

What's That?

What's What?

That's A Mummy. Cool.

Yes, It's Very Cool.

Now Get! Go Home!

He Must Belong In That

Big Mummy Coffin.

You Saw It?

They Took It Out Of Mr. Kubat's

House And Put It In The Yellow Truck.

What Else Can You Tell Us

About The Yellow Truck?

Well, It Was Very Yellow.

You Said That! Leonard,

This Is Very Important.

We've Got To Get This

Mummy Inside His Coffin

By Midnight Or Else...

He's Not Going To Be A

Mummy Anymore.

Tell Us Everything You

Know About That Truck.

Quickly, Before I

Rip Out Your Lungs.

Did It Have Any

Writing On It?

Yes, It Did.

Good! What Did It Say?

I Don't Know. I Can't Read.

Ok, He's Dead.

Goodbye, Leonard.

Forget It. Let's Go.

If You Find Him, Don't Ask

The Guy For Any Ice Cream

'Cause He Won't

Give It To You.

The Erin's Ice Cream

Trucks Are Yellow.

Yeah, They Used To Have A

Factory Out By The Orchard.

We'll Take Him Out There

And See If We Can Find It.

How? If We Take

Him As Is

I'm Pretty Sure He's

Gonna Draw A Crowd.

Not A Problem.

We Need Clothes.

Big Clothes.

Big Cheap Clothes.

™?♪ ["Get Down Tonight"]

Aaaaah!

C'mon, Let's Get Outta Here!

It's Too High.

Then I'll Climb It.

And How Are You

Gonna Do That?

I Just Need A Boost.

Do You See Anything?

No.

These Stupid Binoculars,

They're Useless.

When You Get Your Surveillance

Equipment Out Of A Happy Meal,

What Do You Expect?

I'm Going Over There.

What?

Lift Me Higher.

Aaaah!

Uh-Oh.

Marshall?

Marshall?

Stupid! Stupid! Stupid!

I'm Ok.

He's Ok.

I'll Be Right Back.

No, Don't!

Ok, I Assume Everything

Is In Place.

Not Really.

You Told Him To Meet Us Here?

Not Quite.

Someone Must Have Stolen It.

I Checked With The Other Moving

Company But They're Clean.

The Buyer's Coming Tonight.

He's Not Going To Be Happy

With An Empty Box.

Don't Worry. We'll

Find It, Mr. Kubat.

You Better.

Get Down! Shhh!

What Are You Doing Here?

Shhhhh!

Come On!

No!

They'll See You!

We Found It. That's

The Important Thing.

We'll Go Back And Figure Out

A Way To Get It Out Of Here.

Look. Don't Worry.

I Won't Let You Down.

Come On!

Come On!

Where Are They?

Aaaaahh!

Marshall!

Next Time, We're

Getting A Ladder.

Did You See

Anything?

We Saw Plenty.

So?

Kubat's Got

The Coffin.

What?

Marshall,

Kubat's Dead.

Uuuugh!

Yeah, Well So Is Harold.

And That Doesn't Seem

To Slow Him Down Much.

Are You Ok?

Are You Sure Kubat's

Still Alive?

Positive.

He Must Have Somehow

Faked His Own Death.

Why?

He And Four Other g*ons Are

Going To Sell The Coffin.

What Are We Going To Do?

We've Got To Get Harold Back

Inside That Thing By Midnight.

Are You Crazy? This

Could Be Dangerous.

Kubat's Got g*ons.

We Have No g*ons.

All We've Got Is A

3,000-Year-Old Mummy

And A Pair Of Mayor

Mccheese Binoculars!

Then We'll Just Have To

Be Smarter Than Them.

And We Don't Have Much

Time. Right, Harold?

We'll Have To Find

Something Big Enough

To Haul Away That Sarcophagus.

Who Do We Know That's Got A

Car Big Enough To Do That?

Bruce. And I Know

Just Where He Is,

But We'll Need Costumes.

Costumes?

Boss!

I Just Seen A Bunch

Of Kids Run Off.

I Think They've Been

Pokin' Around In Here.

Were They Alone?

Not Quite.

Tell Me Exactly What You Saw.

You're Not Going To Believe It.

Try Me.

Naa Naa Na Naa Na!

Why Are You So

Sure He'll Be Here?

It's A Halloween Carnival.

Bruce Built The Haunted House.

He's Got To Be Here.

So, How Do You Like My Costume?

Well, What Are You

Supposed To Be?

I Know. Mrs. Howell

From Gilligan's Island.

Come On! I'm Dennis Rodman.

You Look More Like

His Sister, Mavis.

Ok, So You're Saying The

Feathers Are Too Much?

Yeah, Look, We'll Go

Inside And Find Bruce.

You Stay Out Here

With Harold.

We'll Be Right Back.

Ok, Harold?

How Come I Have To

Stay Out Here?

She's Not Even In Costume.

Gee, The Resemblance

Is Uncanny.

Shut Up.

Hi!

Aaaahhhhhhh!

Huh?

He Does Look A

Little Gruesome.

Maybe We Should Clean

Him Up A Little Bit.

[Grunting]

Don't Be Such A Baby.

They Look Like They

Really Like Each Other.

Yeah.

He Looks Nice.

Too Nice.

They Always

Are At First.

You Know, They Want To

Make A Good Impression.

You Know, Stepmothers And

Stepfathers Are The Only Adults

Who Ever Care About Making

A Good Impression On Kids.

They Can Do Whatever

They Want.

It Doesn't Bother Me.

Marshall?

If It Ever Does Start To...

You Know, Bother You,

You Could Always

Talk To Me About It.

I Guess, If

You Wanted To.

Thanks.

Let's Go Find Bruce.

I'm Thirsty. I'm

Thirsty And Bored.

Next Time,

Marshall Gets To Stay Outside With The Monster.

No Offense.

I Think There's A

Soda Machine Inside.

I'll Go Get Us Something And Be Right Back.

Don't Move!

Bruce!

Hey Hey, Marshall!

What Do You Think?

Not Bad, Huh?

Not Bad!

Oh, The Pain! The Pain!

Not Bad At All.

Bruce, We Have To Talk!

Aw, Later. I'm Doing

k*ller Business.

Two Bucks A Pop.

Nice Snakes.

You Want To

Walk Through?

No, We Don't Have Time.

Bruce, We Found A Mummy.

Yeah, I Know What You Mean,

The Room's Full Of Them.

I Went To The Bathroom A

Few Minutes Ago

And Ran Into Four Freddy Kruegers,

Two Pinheads, And A Martha Stewart.

No, You Don't Understand.

We Found A Real One.

What Are You Guys

Talking About?

Come On.

Ah, Wait A Minute. I've Got

A Million Customers Here.

Come On!

I'm Making Big Money Here!

™? All By Myself ♪

[Grunting]

There He Is!

Harold, I Got You A--

Harold?

Harold!

Don't Make A Scene.

Get Him And Get Out.

Ah, Oh. This Is Bad.

This Is Very Bad!

Marshall.

™? Making Love Was

Just For Fun ♪

♪ Those Days Are Gone ♪

♪ Living Alone Is The

Hardest Thing I've Known ♪

♪ When I'm Dying To

Tell A Friend ♪

♪ Nobody's Home ♪

♪ All By Myself ♪

♪ Don't Wanna Be ♪

♪ All By Myself ♪

♪ Anymore ♪

♪ All By Myself ♪

♪ Don't Wanna Live ♪

♪ All By Myself ♪

Hello.

Thank You.

Thank You, My Loyal Subject.

Come On.

Get Up!

You're Embarrassing Me.

Have You Gotten Taller?

Where Have You Been Anyway?

I Turned Around

And You Were Gone.

Oh, Who Cares,

Dance With Me!

What Is That?

Hai Karate?

They Stopped Making

That Stuff Years Ago.

Usually That Stuff Disgusts

Me, But On You...

Baby, It Works!

Split Up!

You, Over There.

™? All By Myself ♪

There You Are.

What Are You Doing?

I Don't Care How Old You Are,

You're Not Drinking Around

Me, You Big Idiot.

Hey.

Don't You "Hey" Me!

We Gotta Get Outta Here!

We're In Big Trouble.

Where's Marshall?

Gilbert.

I Don't Want To Hear It.

Ok, So You're Not Harold.

So You Would Be...

Mr. Hammer, Your Principal.

Oh, No. I Just Smacked

My Principal. Not Good.

Not Good At All.

Bye!

™? Making Love Was

Just For Fun ♪

♪ Those Days Are Gone ♪

And You Want Me To Help You

Steal Back The Sarcophagus

And Return It To The Museum

So He Can Be Reunited

With His True Love.

I Told You He'd Understand.

Those Princess

Leia Earmuffs

Must Be Cutting Off The

Oxygen To Your Brain.

I Suggest You Two Take A

Nice Walk Around The Block.

It's True!

Of Course It Is.

You Kids Beat It.

I'm Trying To Make Money Here.

C'mon, Bruce!

™? All My Myself ♪

You Know, I Don't Even

Know Your Name.

[Grunting]

Oh, You're Right. Who Cares?

We've Found Each Other.

And That's All That Matters.

Ooh!

Harold, Is That You?

We Gotta Get Outta Here!

Where Are You Going?

Sorry, Ma'am,

We Gotta Go.

Who Are You, His Son?

No, Ma'am,

He's Celibate.

Well, I Don't Think So.

Phil, Who Is This Woman

And Why Is She

Hanging All Over You?

Excuse Me, But

Who Are You?

His Wife!

You're Married?!

What's Going On?

Oh... Phil?

Well, Of Course.

Well, If That's

Your Husband,

Then Who Is This?

Yeah?

Have You Ladies Had

Refreshments?

I Think My Mom Made

A Nice Cheese Log.

I Say We Just

Take A Look.

Oh, No, Ma'am, You Really

Don't Want To Do That.

Oh, Yes, I Do.

Hey, Boss. Look.

Hi.

Aaaaaah!

We Gotta Get Outta Here!

Go, Go, Go, Go!

C'mon, Get Outta Here!

Bye.

How Long Can We Hold 'Em?

He Looks Like He's

Getting Weaker.

That Must Be Because

It's Close To Midnight!

We Gotta Get Him Outta Here!

Bruce, Let's Get Him

In Your Hearse.

No Way! I'm Not Going

Anywhere With That Thing!

Did We Mention That The Guys

Chasing Us Are Heavily Armed?

Ok. Who Wants A Ride?

C'mon, Harold.

Harold! Come On,

We've Got To Move!

Harold!

If We Don't Leave,

They'll Get Us All!

Nooooooooo!

Don't Let This Thing Get Away!

We've Got To Go

To The Police.

Oh, Yeah. That'll Work.

Excuse Me, Officer. These Kids Have

Re-Animated A 3,000-Year-Old Mummy

And He's Been Captured.

Oh, By Whom, You Ask?

Well, He's An Old

Museum Curator

Who, Unfortunately,

Died Last Week.

Well, What Are We

Supposed To Do?

We Gotta Get Him Back.

I'll Understand If You

Don't Want To Help.

I'll Do It Myself If I Have

To, But I Can't Leave Him.

I Just Can't Let Him Down.

All Right, I'll Help.

I Have To Help. If Anything Happens To You,

I Lose My Best Customer.

Heck, Let's Be Honest.

You're My Only Customer.

But You've Got To Promise Me

Nothing Else Weird Happens.

I Mean, She's Not Like

A Vampire, Is She?

[Nervous Laugh]

Marshall!

C'mon, You Guys. We

Can Do This, Right?

There's A Guy Wandering

Around Out Front.

He Must Be The Lookout.

So, What Do We Do Now?

We Need A Plan.

But First We've Got To Figure

Out What We've Got To Work With.

Everybody, Empty Your Pockets.

We Have 87 Cents, A

Set Of Car Keys,

Three Chiclets,

And One Match.

Ok, We Got Nothing.

Wait A Second.

I Think This Will Do.

Gilbert, C'mon.

I'm Just Gonna Wait

In The Hearse.

What?

Look, I Like Harold

And Everything,

But I Can't Go In There.

I'm Just Too Scared.

It's Ok, Gilbert.

Don't Worry About It.

It's Ok.

Help!

Please Help Me!

Are You Ok?

My Eye! My Eye!

C'mon, Bruce,

Hit Him!

Body Slam!

Body Slam!

Grrrrrr!

We Gotta Tie Him Up.

You Got The Intestines?

That Ought To Keep Him Quiet.

Ok, You Guys Sneak Upstairs

And Create A Diversion.

I'll Run Around Back

And Try To Get Harold.

Wait, Wait. What

Do We Do Now?

We're Out Of Stuff.

You'll Think Of Something.

So, Have You Got A Plan?

None Whatsoever.

Why Does That Not

Surprise Me?

I've Got To Start Hanging

Out With People My Own Age.

I Came To Buy A Sarcophagus!

What Do You Mean The

Deal Is Off?

Let's Just Say There's

Been A Change Of Plans.

No, You Can't Do This To Me.

I Believe I Can Do Just About

Anything I Want With You.

Fine. I See Your Point.

Now We're Going To Keep The Whole

Thing Just Between The Two Us, Right?

I've Got It!

You Run Out In The Middle Of

The Warehouse And Yell "Fire!"

You're Kidding,

Right?

You Got A Better Idea?

Than Running Out There Like

An Idiot And Getting Shot?!

No, But Give

Me A Second.

Maybe A Little Fire

Isn't Such A Bad Idea.

[Grunting]

Harold, Are You All Right?

[Grunting]

Shh. They'll Hear You.

We Gotta Find Some Way To

Get You Outta Here.

[Grunting]

I Know. Kubat's Men

Are All Around.

[Grunting]

Now, We've Got To Find--

[Grunting]

I Know. It's Good

To See You Too.

[Grunting]

What?

Oh. Oh.

Sorry.

[Sighing]

I Gotta Find Some Way

To Get You Outta Here.

I'll Be Back. Hold On.

How Come I Had To Be The One To

Climb All The Way Up Here?

Because You're Taller.

That's A Stupid Reason.

I Can't Reach It.

So Lean Out Further.

I Found This.

[Growling]

That Was Close.

Don't Worry. I'll Get

You Out Of Here.

Aaah! Aaah!

Are You Ok?

I'm Fine. Good Thing They

Make These Things So Sturdy.

Yaaaaa!

Way To Go, Bruce!

Could You Have Possibly

Made A Bigger Mess?

Maybe Nobody Heard Us.

Move It! C'mon!

Hey, Come Back Here!

Come On, Harold, Pull!

Get Out Of Here!

Ok, Let's Go. We've Got

To Push This Out Front

And See If We Can Get It

Into Bruce's--

I Don't Think So.

I Guess I Should

Thank You.

I Don't Know

How You Did It.

I Mean, I've Read All

The Myths About Mummies

And Full Moons And

Festivals Of The Dead,

But I Never Thought It

Would Actually Work.

Why Don't You Just

Leave Him Alone?

Oh, I Don't Think So. He's

Worth Far Too Much Money

To Let Him Rot

In Some Coffin.

Why Did You Do

It All Anyway?

Fake Your Death

And Everything?

Well, Over The Years I

Was Able To Procure

Many Wonderful Artifacts

Such As Your Friend Here.

I Was Gonna Retire,

Wait A Few Years, Slowly

Sell Off The Pieces,

But, Unfortunately,

The Irs Started To Investigate Me For Tax Evasion,

And I Wasn't About

To Go To Jail.

And You Can't Arrest A Dead Man.

I See You're Already

Ahead Of Me.

[Moaning]

Harold.

I've Got To Get Him Back Inside This

Sarcophagus Before It's Too Late.

Please.

Oh, Believe Me,

It Is Too Late.

My Friends Will Go

To The Police!

You'll Never Get Away With It!

Get The Mummy.

Take The Rest Of Them Over To The Other Warehouse

And Get Rid Of Them.

Get Rid Of Us? You Mean

Give Us A Lift Home?

[Nervous Laugh]

I Didn't Think So.

[Motor Revving]

What's That?!

You Know, This Thing's A

Lot Faster That It Looks.

Very Noble! Now You All

Can Go Down Together.

Gilbert!

Gilbert!

Gilbert! Can You Hear Us?

Quit Yelling. I'm Fine.

You Have Caused Me

Enough Trouble,

So Take Your Friend

And Walk Away.

Leave Him With Me.

Marshall!

He's Not Gonna Do Anything.

He's Bluffing.

I Never Bluff.

Aaaah!

Yaaaaa!

Harold!

Marshall!

All Right!

Marshall...

When I Saw That g*n I

Thought... Well...

What?

Well, If Something Ever

Happened To You...

Well, It Didn't, So

Everything's Ok. Right?

Right.

[Moaning]

What's Wrong With Harold?

Harold? Harold?

It's Almost

Midnight.

We've Got To Get Him In The

Sarcophagus And Back To The Museum.

Bruce, Have You Ever Driven

An Ice Cream Truck?

He Wants To Say Goodbye.

Oh, No. Here We Go Again.

C'mon, Harold.

You Gotta Go.

Goodbye, Harold.

I'm Gonna Miss You, Harold.

Goodbye, Harold.

I'm Gonna Miss Him.

Me Too.

Why Are You Throwing

All Your Stuff Away?

I Guess I've Just

Outgrown It All.

Things Have Been Kind

Of Crazy Lately.

We Haven't Had Much

Chance To Talk.

Are You Doing Ok, Marshall?

I Mean, About Ted And Me?

Sure. Fine.

I'm Fine.

Ok.

Do You Love Him?

What?

This Ted Guy. Do You

Really Love Him?

Hmmm, Yeah, I Do.

Then You Should Marry Him.

People Who Love Each

Other Should Be Together

And Other People Shouldn't

Stand In Their Way.

What Brought About

This Big Change?

I Don't Know.

I Guess A Friend Helped Me See

Things A Little Differently.

But You Gotta Tell

Ted To Lighten Up.

Stop Being So Nice.

I Can Do That.

Marshall?

Up Here.

Hey.

Hey.

We're Gonna Be Late

For The Movies.

All Right, Just A Second.

I Told Amy To

Meet Us Here.

Amy's Coming?

Yeah. Why?

Does This Match?

What Is This, The

House Of Style?

How Would I Know And Why

Do You Care, Anyway?

Listen, It's Amy.

Yeah, And Your

Point Is...?

Gel. Gel.

Your Point's Gel?

What Are You Doing?

Marshall, Is There Something

You Want To Tell Me?

Like Have You Experienced Some

Type Of Severe Head Injury?

Leave Me Alone.

Hi.

Hi.

Nice Dress.

Thanks.

My Aunt Was Buried In

One Just Like It.

Oh, Is That A New Hairdo,

Or Did You Just Change

The Oil In The Old One?

Geek.

Loser.

Good. For A Minute I Thought

Something Weird Was Going On.

Hey, Wait Up!

So What Movie Are

We Going To See?

Warthead.

You've Seen It

Three Times.

And I Learn More About The

Character Every Time.

What's To Learn? He's A

Monster, He Eats People.

It Is Such A

Cultural Stereotype.