R.L. Stine's Monsterville: The Cabinet of Souls

MAN:
This way, guys.

KIDS:
Trick or treat.

BOY:
Okay, wait up.

GIRL:
Yeah, I'll be

right there. Hang on.

(INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS)

(GRUNTING)

(STRAINING)

(GROANING)

(GROANING CONTINUES)

(GROWLING)

(UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING)

(INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS)

Hey, Kellen!

Gummi bears and churros.

Combo bite.

Mmm.

That's gross.

What's so gross about it?

(CELL PHONE BEEPS)

Mmm. Who are you talking to?

Who are you texting?

Oh! Emoticon? Emoticon?

Dude. Yeah? What?

Jeez!

Hurry up, Nicole.

They're waiting on us.

Come on, Beth.

You know it's always better

to make the boys wait.

(CACKLING)

Come on, spaghetti arms!

Throw it!

Ha! I curse your lousy aim.

Hey, listen, um,

when Beth gets here,

maybe you can sort of not

hang around for a little bit.

What do you mean,

not hang around?

Throw it, bozo!

(CACKLING)

Dude.

Are you kidding me? What?

You've been planning

on making a move

ever since she moved next door to you,

and that was 10 years ago.

Every time, you chicken out.

Well, maybe this time,

I won't chicken out.

Throw it! Before it hatches!

I bet you can't do that again!

Sorry, Ms. Sarkosian.

Hey, guys. LUKE:
What's up?

Hi, Kellen. KELLEN: Hi.

Um, I know you like these.

Oh!

That is so

incredibly sweet of you.

Thank you.

Is that one for me?

Uh, sure.

I don't eat sweets.

Okay.

Uh, I'll take it.

Fine, here.

I shall go find

the candy apple-eating area.

(CHUCKLING)

I was thinking for Halloween

maybe we can get

a bunch of scary movies

and do, like, a marathon.

Yeah, that could be

really, really fun.

I'll start, like, an event page.

We can make it a party.

Yeah. I'm down.

(LAUGHS)

What?

This just reminded me.

Do you remember when we

were trick-or-treating?

I think we were, like, seven.

You were sitting on the curb,

and you were just crying,

because this big kid stole your little

pumpkin full of Halloween candy.

No, no, no. I was...

You were crying!

I was not crying!

You sure you don't want some?

No.

It doesn't bite.

Ha! KELLEN:
Oh, great, you...

You have a picture of me

crying on your phone.

Yeah, my mom just scanned,

like, a bunch of old photos.

So, tons.

Well, I'm glad my humiliation has

been preserved in the digital age.

Blackmail for days.

Oh, gosh, I know. I know.

(LUKE YELLING INDISTINCTLY)

(SOFTLY) Help me.

I better go save Nicole.

Yeah.

MAYOR OVER SPEAKERS:

Attention, everyone.

Uh, right this way, please.

Come on over.

(FEEDBACK) Oh!

Oh.

That's in the teeth.

Good evening, guys and ghouls.

Because it sounds like "girls."

Moving on.

"I want to

officially welcome everyone"

"to our annual Harvest and Halloween

festival here in Old Town."

(ALL CHEERING AND APPLAUDING)

"Now, I'm going to hand the

mic over to Nora Fishbean."

Fishbine.

Fishbine,

of Nora's Ballet

and Dance Academy,

(IMITATING DRACULA) who

will be the spooky mistress

of the very spooky Halloween

dance contest. Bleh!

Dracula.

Thank you, Mr. Mayor.

Count Dracula.

Yes, that was clear.

Well, may I invite you all,

all of our participants,

to make their way to

the dance floor? Yes.

Should we?

Oh, come on, don't be so shy.

Oh!

It's about time everyone

got to see my dance moves.

Come on, come on, come on.

Okay, everyone,

in keeping with

the Halloween spirit,

I'll call out

different Halloween themes,

and the dancers

will have to improvise.

Now, there's no right or wrong.

Just get creative.

All right? Everybody ready?

Let's dance!

(UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING)

LUKE:
Come on!

Oh, yeah. Yeah.

Dance like a zombie!

Dance like a skeleton!

Oh, that's good. I like that.

Now, everyone,

dance like a banshee!

(SQUEAKS)

(LAUGHING)

(MUSIC STOPS)

What a fun festival this is.

But there is

plenty more to come.

Scary Halloween fun.

Dr. Hysteria's Hall of Horrors

is not for the faint of heart

but for those who crave

the shake and shiver,

the thrill and chill of

a fearsome dark journey

into the wretched black heart

of pure evil itself!

But fun.

(SCATTERED LAUGHTER)

(SIGHS)

Yes, but fun.

Fun for your whole family,

or your main squeeze

or just yourself.

All are welcome to join us

if you dare to walk

through the grim, black gates

into the Hall of Horrors.

We open right here,

tomorrow night.

Close on the stroke of

midnight, on Halloween.

(LAUGHS)

Everything you need to know

is on the flyer.

(WHISTLES)

(HORSE NEIGHING)

(ALL MURMURING INDISTINCTLY)

Wow.

Impressive.

Hyah!

Okay, I wanna go. We need to go.

(KELLEN BEATBOXING)

Yo,

I'm strolling with my posse Yo

'Cause we got the moxie.

Yo, yo.

Beth and Kellen won the contest Yo,

yo.

Why don't you give it a rest?

Oh! Oh!

Whatever.

(CELL PHONE RINGING)

KELLEN:
I'm sorry, man.

That's the parents. I gotta go.

Okay. Mwah. All right.

LUKE:
Hey, tomorrow night,

get our scare on? Yes.

Whoo! Yes, yes, yes.

LUKE:
Yeah. Good night.

All right. See you guys.

Bye. Sweet dreams. Bye.

Uh, hey, do you wanna come

over for a little bit?

Uh...

I really would, but I really can't.

I have a lot of homework.

Oh.

You can keep this, if you want.

(STUTTERS)

Kellen.

You would part with this

example of fine craftsmanship?

I actually think this is cheaper

than my Peewee soccer trophy,

which I think I won for,

like, second place.

We were good together, huh?

Yeah.

Yeah, I think we rocked it.

See you in school tomorrow.

Wait! What?

Oh, ah!

Do I have a bug on me?

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