Truth or Scare Dani's Castle

-RADIO:

-That was number two on Richie's Top 10

"I'm So Over It" playlist

but here at number one is Taylor Swift - We Are Never

Ever Getting Back Together.

RADIO OFF

Yeah, I'm not really a big fan of that song, either.

We get it, love. It's over.

No, it's Rich and all these ridiculous break-up songs.

I'm upset too. You don't hear me going me going on about it.

I don't know.

-You have been humming Let It Go for the past two hours.

-Oh, my bad.

You know what we need? We need to have some fun.

Well, I'm not really in the mood for fun, lately.

That's all the more reason to have fun, then!

We used to have loads, remember?

We threw the best sleepovers, ever.

Oh, yeah, I forget about them. They were pretty legendary.

We should have one. Tonight.

The castle is perfect for it.

Do you know what? I'm in.

That's totes amaze!

Wait, do you reckon the others will let us use the castle?

I'm part owner too and I say the place is ours.

Welcome back, old friend.

Sorry!

Oh, that's weird.

Don't say I never bring you anything.

Oh, yes, cupcakes.

Where did you get these from

and how did you change your clothes?

Kait and Clare runs a...

-None of your bee's wax.

-I can't eat these.

-They're dog food.

-Hey, not my fault you're a fussy eater.

Master Rich.

If there's one thing I know the signs of, it's a broken heart.

And you, my good friend, are heartbroken.

-What? Don't be silly.

-It's nothing to be embarrassed about.

Many of the greats have suffered a broken heart.

Vincent van Gogh, Charles Dickens,

-Sir Justin of the Bieber.

-What?

At least Lady Kaitlyn isn't dissing you all over the gramophone.

-Don't you mean the internet?

-Do I? I don't know.

I just need something to sink my teeth into.

Look, with Jimmy on tour we've had to put the album on hold.

In that case, I have a business proposition for you.

-I have been looking for someone to help me with the Ghostel.

-Go on.

I could learn from your supreme business knowledge

and you could have something to, how you say, sink your teeth into.

Do you know what, Gabe, that ain't a bad idea.

-A new business venture is exactly what I need right now.

-Excellent.

Now could we have something a little more upbeat, Mozart perhaps?

I've got your back, Gabe.

Yes, Mozart. Born in 1756.

Oh, finally.

I know, I was one last song away from locking Rich in the wardrobe

and taking over the radio station.

Since when did Bogmoor become so boring?

I blame the teenagers.

There's been too much talk about feelings and not enough pranking.

-Until tonight, that is.

-Why, what's happening tonight?

I just overheard Kait and Clare, they're having a sleepover.

That's the perfect opportunity to shake things up around here.

Genius. Have you got any ideas?

Have I got any ideas?

The humans are at it again.

No, not line dancing.

-I can't take the stomping any more.

-No, stealing.

-Great(!)

And we'll get the blame, as always.

The small, see-through one took two of the fluffy, creamy,

delicious things that the two bossy ones are always making.

-Oh, I love them.

-Me too.

-You should go get us some.

-What? But why me?

Well, because...

I dare you.

Well, I dare you. Ha!

What's wrong?

I thought you didn't do the scared thing -

thought you were the bravest mouse that ever squeaked.

I am.

-Then prove it.

-Very well.

I, Carlos The Brave, will return with something delicious.

Oh, I like her fur.

-Right, well I've brought all the sleepover essentials.

-Me too.

-This is going to be the sleepover to end all sleepovers.

-Face masks.

The key to any good sleepover.

Suppose... Or we could have a game of Horse Star.

-Horse Star? What's that?

-The best game ever.

You get to name, choose and style your own horse

and then race it in the Grand National.

-You do that for fun do you?

-So much fun, trust me.

Can't wait(!)

Well, I have actually brought a couple of DVDs that we could watch.

Me too, what are yours?

Well, this one is a romantic comedy about a boy

and girl who fall in love over their shared love of origami.

It's so cute.

-This one is a scary one about a killer TV set that comes alive.

-OK.

Or we could watch my DVD,

which is War Horse,

undoubtedly the best film ever.

That's about a horse, is it?

-Yes, Clare, it's got the name horse in the title.

-Right.

-Well, what do you want to do first? BOTH: Face mask?

-Horse Star?

Oi, leave it alone.

-These uniforms make us look like respectable businessmen.

-Sorry.

If it's not lace, I simply cannot wear it.

Moving on.

Are you ready to counsel your first ghost, Master Rich?

Yeah, of course I am. I'm ready to pounce on them.

Oh, no, no. We don't pounce, Master Rich.

In counselling, we greet the client

and make them feel safe and welcome.

We're in business. We pounce on the client. Look, what we do,

we hit them with a bit of jibber jabber and then make the quick sale.

Why don't you sit back and watch me deal with this one?

All right, well, you're the boss.

I'll sit back and observe.

LOUD KNOCK

Is this the Ghostel?

Yes, but customers usually arrive through the portal.

I'm scared of small spaces.

OWL HOOTS

Um,

I'm T-T-Tim, by the way.

Well, Tim, I'm Gabe and this is Rich.

What's happening Tim-a-roo...

-Is this a castle?

-Yes, it's Bog...

Argh! You do realise that there's a 3% chance you could be

hit by falling debris in an old building such as this?

Only 3%, I get it on the head all the time, eh Gabe?

HE SHRIEKS AND SHIVERS

Let's move somewhere safer, shall we?

Come on. Just this way.

Come on, Prince Valiant, you can do it. Come on. Yes! We won!

What happened, did I win?

Clare, you fed your horse curry before the race,

chose extra heavy horse shoes and named it Horse.

Of course you didn't win.

Well, no offence but this horse thing is getting a bit boring.

Whoa, whoa, whoa. Hang on.

Number one, it's not a "thing", it's an official sport. OK?

And number two,

putting on face masks is hardly jumping out of aeroplanes now, is it?

Excuse me, these are expensive.

They're made out of part snail extract, part Himalayan mud.

Slime?

We're wearing actual slime on our faces for fun?

Yeah, expensive slime.

OK, time out.

Is it just me or did our old sleepovers used to be a lot

more fun than this?

Well, we never used to argue as much.

I guess we just liked the same things back then.

No, how about a game of Truth Or Dare?

Yes, great idea. We used to love Truth Or Dare.

That's how I found out about your weird obsession with clogs.

Hey, they are practical and stylish, what's not to love?

Right, truth or dare?

-Um, truth.

-Got it.

So, you're on a desert island

and you're only allowed one person for company, who would you choose?

-Rich or Jimmy?

-They're my only options?

Well, I won't be getting on a boat with them two.

Come on, you've got to tell the truth.

Oh, Clare, you can't ask me that when I've just split up with Rich.

-So you'd choose Jimmy?

-No, no, no, no way.

I'd choose Rich.

I'm stranded on an island, there's no way I'd lose my mind as well.

-OK, my turn.

-I choose Jimmy.

Clare, I didn't even ask you.

Wait, Jimmy?

Well, if I was stranded on a desert island then I'd obviously have no

WiFi and Jimmy's a really good singer so I could just listen to him sing.

You fancy Jimmy.

Dares. Dares, dares, dares. It must be time for dares.

THEY GIGGLE

-Oi, you two, what are you doing?

-Nothing.

-Nothing.

All right, well keep the noise down, all right?

Gabe and I are counselling a nervous ghost and we don't need no drama.

Sleepover prank, let's go.

I dare you...

You never told me you fancied Jimmy.

I think I understand why though.

To break into the radio station...

But I mean, it's Jimmy - he eats yoghurt with a fork.

And sing a love song live on air.

I can't believe you never told me something this big and disturbing.

Well, I'm telling you now, aren't I?

ELECTRICITY CRACKLES

A power cut!

-Or it's the end of the world because somebody fancies Jimmy.

-Oi!

It's locked.

-We're locked in!

-You are such a drama queen.

Watch out.

See. We're trapped.

We're going to be trapped in here forever.

SCREAMING

Ow! Argh!

Remember, you are in safe hands.

There's no need to feel overwhelmed or indeed overreact.

Just a few simple questions.

Firstly, what is the reason for your visit to the Ghostel?

I want to be brave enough to move on to the next stage of the afterlife.

Well, then, you have come to the right place, my friend.

Yeah, I mean it's easy.

Look, you'll be out of here as quick as you can say,

"This ghost is French toast."

It will not be easy...

..but we can assure you that we will help you.

Number two, cause of death.

It's a bit embarrassing.

Well, don't worry about it. Because Gabe caught a cold and,

you know, achoo! Nothing more embarrassing than that, eh, Gabe?

Thank you, Master Rich.

Go on, Tim.

I was reading my book and, well, I didn't see the taxi coming.

I'm sorry to hear that.

Look, you was reading a book about how to avoid accidents

when you had your accident?

Talk about having your nose stuck in a book, eh Gabe?

Master Rich!

-You promised to watch and listen, remember?

-All right.

Well, Tim, we are here to help you.

At the Ghostel you won't have to do anything you don't want to.

We will work together until you feel ready to move on.

Tim, you can't spend your whole afterlife under a blanket.

Look, there's a whole world out there. I mean, after world.

-What are you doing?

-Trust me, I know exactly what I'm doing.

Look, come on Timothy, you need to live a little, mate. Come on.

What could go wrong, eh?

See, I told you.

We are so going to get you for this!

DOOR SLAMS

Was that Kait and Clare or something from Bogmoor pond?

What?

Gabe, let me in. I can't do that.

Clare's face.

-You know, it was kind of a rush.

-I know.

-It makes you want to do it again, right?

-Yeah.

Did you do this?

What, make you look like you've just had a facial from Shrek?

-So it was you?

-This is so going on Ghostlybook.

-Well, we are going to get you back when you least expect it.

-Are we?

Hm. Yeah, yes, we are. When you least expect it.

There's no way you two will get us because we are silent dread.

More like time for bed.

Yeah, and you just messed with the Angels of Fear.

You mean, "No Idea".

There's no way you two know anything about pranking.

Yeah? Well, prepare to be scared, Moaning Myrtle.

Bring it on, Angry Birds.

"Angels of Fear" - where did that even come from?

Honestly, I don't know. How are we going to prank them?

No idea but we definitely need to get them back.

Yes, those two will not make us look stupid.

Again.

OK, first we pluck and then we prank.

Right, let's do this.

Meet you outside Dylan's bedroom in five minutes.

-Well?

-Don't worry, I doubled back and heard what they've got planned.

And that's why no-one will ever out prank Silent Dread.

You're our secret weapon.

I just had an idea.

Look, s-slow down with the ideas. I haven't had one yet.

How would you like to have a little bit of fun with Kait

and Clare's prank?

Hmm, interesting. A prank on top of a prank, you say?

-Mm-hm.

-Wait, I've just had an idea.

BREATHING HARD: It is madness out there.

-What's going on?

-They're playing jokes on each other, I think.

It's hard to tell.

There was a lot of screaming and a lot of feathers.

-But you got food, right?

-Erm...

Whaaat?

But you've been gone ages, I'm practically wasting away.

-I got this.

-Oh!

It's called a face mask.

Apparently, it makes you look ten years younger.

But...

I wasn't even born ten years ago.

Well, we thought you might like it in here, it's very quiet...

and no-one will disturb you.

Thanks for that, little man.

Matter of fact,

we actually need a bit of space for this next exercise, all right?

Exercise? No, no, no, I don't exercise. You can die from exercise.

Er, Rich, I thought you said he was a ghost.

Yeah, well, he is a little different.

Master Rich, I really do appreciate your enthusiasm,

but I think it's best I handle Tim's counselling, as we discussed.

Look, chill, G-man, all right? I got this.

OK, Tim, let's start with a few breathing exercises, yeah.

So, let's breathe, let's go.

HE BREATHES DEEPLY AND TIM EXCLAIMS

Or not, cos, cos breathing's not important, right.

So, first up, let's work on body language.

Nothing says brave more than some confident body language, all right?

So, I want you to strike a fearless pose, all right. Look down there.

HE GIGGLES

Yes, Tim, yes. That's it.

Now we need some confident speaking, all right.

Repeat after me - I am Tim the Brave.

-TIMIDLY:

-II am Tim the Brave.

A little louder, Tim, a little louder.

-TIMIDLY:

-I-I am Tim the Brave.

-Yes, now strut.

-HE CLICKS FINGERS

-Strut, come on.

TIM WHIMPERS

I am Tim and I don't care!

I am Tim and I don't care.

And I am not so easily scared.

And I am not so easily scared.

If you try to frighten me!

If you try to frighten me.

I will stand my ground for all to see!

And I'll stand my ground...

TIM SCREAMS

The angels are approaching.

Well, thanks for that, Leonie. You just spooked our ghost.

OK, there's so many things wrong with that sentence.

Where did you even find these?

It was in the other Bogmoor secret room.

-Ready?

-Yeah, yeah.

MEGAPHONE FEEDBACK

-OK, hide.

-Enough!

I'm taking Tim back to my room, where people won't try to scare him

to death.

-Yeah, but, Gabe, he's...

-Yes, I'm aware he is a ghost.

Tim?

TIM WHIMPERS

You're safe with me.

# I just wanna break the rules...#

ROARING

TIM SCREAMS

What are you doing?

-We thought you were Dylan and Leonie.

-Well, we're not.

Apologise to our guest.

I'm Tim the Brave!

Who?

Come on, Tim.

-Silent Dread, two.

-Angels of Fear, nil.

THEY CHUCKLE

-We're so bad at this.

-(Every time.)

Your fault!

HOWLING

Master Rich, I'm not sure driving our clients to the end of their wits

is the best way for you to get over your break-up with Lady Kaitlyn.

Hang on a minute, you begged me for my business expertise.

-I was just giving you something to do.

-Oh, thanks.

I don't need your pity, all right?

TIM EXCLAIMS

Is this the next stage of the afterlife?

-What, no?

-No, no, no, no.

-You're still with us, Tim.

-Oh, and apparently it's my fault.

-It is.

Just like it's your fault we're wearing these really

uncomfortable garments.

-They're uniforms.

-Guys?

What do we do now?

Well, if it was up to me, I'd get back at the girls.

You know, a revenge prank.

You know, that might be against Gabe's Golden Ghostel Rules,

eh, Gabe?

Let's do it.

Master Rich is right.

You need to get out there and take on the element of surprise.

-A prank is perfect.

-Hang on a minute, I thought my tactics weren't helping?

Well, I'm probably out of touch with modern counselling.

-I should be open to new ideas.

-But I'm scared of pranks.

They did them to me all the time at school.

It was like going to a school for clowns.

So that's why you're so nervous.

Look, Tim, a prank is just a bit of fun, mate.

Look, you'll get used to that once you've done one.

What happened to Tim the Brave, eh? Tim the Brave. You can do this, man.

OK.

The only thing that can turn this night around is

-three scoops of mint chocolate chip ice cream.

-Mm!

-Organic, dairy-free and non-fat, of course.

-What is the point?

-Let's just watch the film.

-All right, but I am warning you,

it is pretty scary. A TV set that comes to life!

Mwa-ha-ha.

-Ah.

-Unlike ours, then.

-That's weird.

It won't turn on.

Wait, something's happening.

Is this how it starts?

-TV:

-Who dares turn on the demon TV?

I don't remember this part of the film.

Those who summon it should be very afraid.

Look, what's wrong with the TV? Did you say this film was a hit?

For once it has been turned on, it can NEVER be turned off.

BOTH: Turn it off!

-Turn it off.

-I'm trying!

-Well, not with that.

Ah, the TV's haunted!

No, no, it's not. Look. OK, look, we're being ridiculous.

When have you ever heard of a TV being haunted?

-In the film we were just about to watch.

-No, no, no, no.

We're just tired. We're just tired and need to get some sleep.

Yeah, you're right. You're right. We'll just call it a night, yeah.

Yeah, OK.

BOTH SIGH

Boo!

BOTH SCREAM

Yes!

-What joyous hilarity!

-You idiot!

Do you know what, I thought it was pretty genius, to be honest.

We didn't mean to prank you, remember, it was an accident.

Look, you've been revenge pranked,

so why don't you just deal with it, yeah?

-Yes!

-Come on. Deal with it!

DOOR CLOSES

Well, at least the TV's not haunted.

-See, it worked.

-And it was fun.

-I told you.

-And no-one got hurt.

-So you see, Tim, you don't have to be frightened all the time.

-I did it.

You're a prank legend now, man.

Well, I mean, that must be down to you for helping me.

-Don't mention it, man, don't mention it.

-Seriously...

-I think you'll find I played a part, too.

-You know...

THEY LAUGH

I'm not going to lie, I was impressed, I really was impressed.

Since when did we become the walkovers, the scaredy cats,

the feathered freaks.

Yeah, we used to be the ones causing trouble,

not falling for everyone else's pranks.

Hey, remember what they used to call us at school?

BOTH: The Musketeers!

Clare, that's it, you've got it.

Do you remember we convinced the whole class that a tiger had

escaped from the zoo and was running loose in the cafeteria?

Yeah, and it spread around the whole school by lunchtime,

and no-one ate school dinners for a month.

Exactly. See, we're not thinking big enough.

We are the Musketeers, we don't do small pranks, we think big.

-Yes, we need to get everyone back with one huge prank.

-Exactly.

-We just need to think Musketeer.

-Hey, remember our old handshake?

Do I(?)

Oh, er...

-Slaps.

-Yeah.

-Brrr.

-Brrr?

-Yeah.

BOTH GROAN

-I guess it's been a while.

-Yeah, let's go.

SHE CHUCKLES

Are you ready?

1, 2, 3. BOTH: Argh!

DOOR OPENS

The poltergeist is on a rampage.

-What, what?

-Oh, don't do that.

That's what riled the poltergeist, all this pranking and scaring.

A poltergeist?

ALL SCREAM

-We need to go somewhere safe until it all calms down.

-To the kitchen!

Go, go, go, move, move.

TIM WHIMPERS

Tim, quickly!

BOTH WAIL

Oh, no, I've left my book upstairs.

I need to know what the chances are of being attacked by a poltergeist.

I'd say they're pretty high at the minute.

HE SCREAMS

Did you do that?

-No, I thought it was you.

-What do you mean? Who's doing what?

OK, well, everything up until now was us. We were pranking you all.

But this isn't us. Then, we must have riled the poltergeist!

THEY SHRIEK

Rich, I need you to do some of those exercises with me.

Er, you've just got to stay brave and man up, all right?

It's not working!

Tim, look at me.

You're going to be fine.

Just close your eyes and think of a happy place.

Somewhere YOU feel safe.

-Got it?

-Yeah.

My old maths classroom.

-Good.

-Nice one, Gabe.

When will this be over already?

And if you stop, we promise to never prank again.

Gabe?

-I think I'm ready to go through that portal now.

-That's great, Tim.

And you will... Just as soon as we know the poltergeist has gone back

to sleep.

All right, well, who's going to check, eh?

ALL: Rich.

Yeah, I thought so.

I am!

Well, come on, then, Tim the Brave.

Argh!

ROARING

Argh!

Whoa, Tim, you don't have to do this, mate.

Yes, I do.

SNARLING

We call a truce.

No more pranks, if you leave us alone.

THEY SCREAM

I am Tim the Brave and I demand you to stop.

SNARLING DIES AWAY

I can't believe you did that.

Did I just yell at a poltergeist?

ALL: Yeah.

-I thought so.

-Look, today's been great fun...but I need a lie down.

Thank you, both of you.

You may have different counselling techniques, but you've both

made me see that there is such a thing as being too careful.

Glad to help.

DOOR OPENS

I'm exhausted.

I don't ever remember being this tired from our old sleepovers.

That's because this one was WAY more fun!

You know, I'm really glad we did this. It's just like old times.

We are the Angels of Fear.

THEY CHUCKLE

-No, we're the Musketeers.

-Yes, we are.

BOTH: Brrr!

Bump-bump, rrrr!

Douch-douch.

Dink-dink, rrrr...

Musketeers!

Whoo, hoo!