Halloween 4: The Return of Michael Myers Page #5

Myers has been locked up since before she was born.

He's never laid eyes on her.

Six bodies ... Sheriff! That's what I've seen

between here and Ridgemont.

A filling station in flames!

I tell you, Michael Myers is here in this town!

He's here to kill that little girl

and anybody who gets in his way.

All right, Pierce, call the troopers and check his story out.

And assuming what you say is true.

- It's true, Sheriff! - All right, all right. It's true.

What the hell can we do

to avoid a repeat of ten years ago?

Find this little girl.

Get her someplace safe.

Call the local TV station.

Tell them to get people off the streets

and behind locked doors.

Can't get long distance, Sheriff.

Operator says the lines are down.

All right, let's go.

When he makes that call ...

All right, Pierce, do it.

Let's check on this little girl.

Thanks.

Jamie, wait for me.

- This is great, Rachel. Come on!

Trick-or-treat.

- Oh, my, what a scary little clown.

Let's see what I have for you.

There you are, sweetheart.

Thank you.

- You're welcome, honey.

Had enough? - No way. Halloween's great.

Can we stay out all night?

Forget it, kiddo.

We're home by eight o'clock.

That clown costume is really cool!

- Really?

Yeah.

Hey, you wanna go with us?

Go ahead.

Come on.

Come on, come on. Let's go up there.

Come on. Let's go!

Trick-or-treat!

Hi Rachel.

Hi.

Here you go, you little monster.

Thank you.

- You little clown. - Thank you.

There you go.

- Thank you. Trick-or-treat.

Bye.

Rachel!

Rachel! - Brady!

- Just a second.

Rachel ... I got an expla ... Rachel I ...

I got an explanation.

- You don't owe me anything, Brady. No explanation.

Will you just hold on a second?

Just leave me alone and let's forget it.

No, you don't understand.

I mean you blew off our date at the last minute.

- So you hop onto the next best thing?

I thought you were different from other guys.

- I'm different. It's just that ...

I just got pissed off ... that's all.

- Oh really? Well, I'll just let you get back

to little Ms. Hot Panties.

Rachel!

- Jamie?

Brady?

Are you coming in or what?

Jamie!

Jamie!

Great, Rachel ... just great.

By order of the Sheriff's Office, all citizens of Haddonfield

are asked to clear the streets.

I made that payment nine days ago

and still have nothing ...

- You were right.

Everybody, shut up a Goddamn minute!

Shut up!

All businesses are asked to close as soon as possible.

What's that sh*t about, Earl?

Stay tuned to the station for updates.

Not like ol' Ben Meeker do something like that.

Sure ain't.

Martians could land on Ben's doorstep

and all he'd do is spit once and get himself a shotgun.

Who are you calling?

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