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Uncle Michael, please don't hurt me.
This film contains prolonged violent scenes
SHE SCREAMS HYSTERICALLY
Oh, God, it's coming!
Please give him to me.
Please give him to me.
No, please, my baby, give him to me.
When Michael Myers was six years old he stabbed his sister to death.
For years he was locked up in Smith's Grove Sanatorium.
But he escaped and suddenly Halloween became another word for mayhem.
One by one, he killed his entire family
until his nine-year-old niece Jamie Lloyd was the only one left alive.
Six years ago, Halloween night, Michael and Jamie vanished.
Many people believe them dead but I think that someone hid them away.
Someone who keeps Michael, protects him,
tries to control him.
And if there's one thing I know, you can't control evil.
You can lock it up, you can burn it and bury it,
and pray that it dies but it never will.
It just rests awhile.
You can lock your doors and say your prayers at night.
But the evil's out there.
And maybe, just maybe...
..it's closer than you think.
Jamie, come with me if you want to save your baby.
God, he's coming.
-Come on, come on! It's OK.
-It's that way.
Save your baby. Go. Now!
Hey, what are you doing in my truck?
What the hell are you doing in my truck?
-Kill for him.
Mommy's here. What is it, baby?
The voice man, he's here.
-No-one's there, sweetheart.
-But I've seen him.
He says things, bad things.
-Good night, Danny.
-Good night, Mom.
-It's Backtalk with Barry Simms.
We are in the second hour
of a special Halloween edition of Backtalk.
I'm Barry Simms. Tomorrow night we will be coming to you from Haddonfield,
the town that has banned Halloween since 1989
when infamous serial killer Michael Myers, his niece Jamie Lloyd and about a dozen cops
were killed in an explosion. Caller waiting.
Who's next to talk to me?
I know this may sound crazy, Barry, but I really think I'm in love with him.
He's so untamed. He's so uninhibited.
He's everything I've ever wanted in a man.
You know, this is good. I can see the tabloids now.
PSYCHO LAYS NYMPHO: The Best Sex He Ever Dismembers.
Is this the type you always fall for, lady? Any other serial studs?
Bundy, Manson. What about that Dahmer guy?
I bet you could really cook with him.
No, I just want Michael. I wanna know what's behind that mask.
Now, we've got someone who actually claims to have seen Michael Myers.
Come on, you're on Backtalk next.
I was only eight years old when I saw him.
I was one of the lucky ones.
There's help out there for people like you. Electro shock therapy.
Come on, you don't actually believe that Michael Myers is alive?
Michael's work isn't done in Haddonfield.
And soon, very soon, he'll come home.
To kill again.
But this time I'll be ready.
-Michael Myers was not killed in that explosion at the police station.
The CIA abducted Myers from his cell and killed everyone to cover up their tracks.
BARRY SIMMS: Why did they do that?
That's obvious, they wanted the ultimate assassin.
-Myers is now on the government payroll?!
-No-one controls Myers.
Not even the CIA. He took out eight agents when they had him at Langley.
They couldn't control him so they packed him up in a rocket and shipped him off to space.
-You don't want to hear the facts, man.
-The situation is...
-(MAKES BUZZER SOUND) Michael Myers in space!
Come on, next!
Barry, what happened to that psychiatrist of his, Loomis?
I heard the old quack was dead.
Just very much retired.
-Terence, come in.
-What a night.
Not even so much as a sign for five miles on that road.
That's the beauty of the countryside. I thrive on it.
RADIO SHOW CONTINUES
Lines are open, so give me your best shot on 1-800-9687825.
So, who is responsible for putting this Halloween rally together?
-We are, the students of Haddonfield Junior College.
But why go to all the trouble of throwing a soiree.
So what if Halloween has been banned in Haddonfield? Who gives a damn?
We do! We live here.
It's time we got on with our lives. That's what tomorrow night is all about.
This town is dying, Barry.
Wow, I've heard Michael Myers blamed for a lot of things but this is a first.
He actually killed the economy!
Tomorrow night will change all that, especially if you broadcast live from the campus.
'You have reached Haddonfield Emergency Services.'
'Due to severe weather conditions, all circuits are momentarily busy.'
'If this is not an emergency...'
-You're gonna get up there on the stage with Barr?
-Yeah, I will.
Well, I'll see you tomorrow night. This is Backtalk. Give me a call
1-800-YOU-SUCK. Come on, all you loonies and believers down there.
Give me a call.
Call me tonight.
To old friends, to retirement, to new beginnings.
Sam, I want you to come back to Smith's Grove.
You should know that it's not wise to play Halloween pranks on me.
It's no prank. You're the one I've chosen, Sam.
I want you to come back.
I've buried the ghosts. I've buried them in this manuscript.
I don't want to practise medicine any more.
-They're coming, they're Coming.
Don't tell me. Your name is Joan, Joan of Arc, and you're also hearing voices, right?
-Now, who's coming?
Look, someone, anyone. Dr Loomis, are you out there?
Can you hear me, Dr Loomis?
Please, stop this madness. What the hell is going on tonight?
Every loony in this state is calling. What is this, a full moon?
Oh, man, this Halloween brings out all the wackos.
I can't wait until we get to Haddonfield...
You're so beautiful.
MYERS BREATHES HEAVILY
You can't have the baby, Michael.
You can't have the baby.
Enough of this Michael Myers...
You stinking kids've got about three seconds to get the hell off my property. One, two...
Doesn't Danny look cute dressed up as his Uncle Tim?
Great. Now I've got a six-year-old gang member for a son.
-This is the famous Tim Strode stomach pounder.
You down for the challenge?
Good try, Dan Man. You better stick to orange juice.
Shitheads, defacing my property.
-I showed them.
-John, they were just kids.
Kids, my dear Debra, are what's ruining this country.
Everywhere you go, the same thing.
-No goddamn respect.
I rest my case.
Kara, you'll never pass that exam on an empty stomach.
"Cognitive therapy and emotional disorders."
What are they teaching you in college these days, the art of going crazy?
It's called Psychology, Mom. Living in this house is enough to drive anyone crazy.
Oh, yeah? Who the hell asked you to come back here in the first place?
-Better get Danny to school.
-Doesn't show her face here for five years.
Then comes back and expects us to roll out the red carpet.
You think college is going to make up for your mistakes?
-Lay off her, Dad.
-Let's go, Danny.
John, can't we just sit down for once and try to be a family?
I'm sorry, Mom.
That's it, Debra. Just keep slipping her the cash.
While you're at it, I got a great idea.
Here, why don't you give her all of our goddamn money?
Why don't you leave her alone? Nothing ever changes, does it?
-He ain't gonna wake up.
-I got news for you, girl.
Before you came around, everything was going fine.
You landed on our doorstep, you and that little...
bastard of yours.
I see only one bastard in this house.
-Get away from her.
-You shut up.
-Stay out of this.
-John, please, don't.
You ever talk to me like that again, and so help me God...
Give me the knife, Danny.
Hey, make way for the Haddon County Express.
Where's Tim? We're supposed to go over the list of events for tonight.
-Another episode of Father Knows Best at the Strode house.
What the hell happened this time?
-What's gotten into you?
-Just glad to see you, that's all.
-You guys OK?
-Tonight's the night we bring some life back into this town.
Shit, Beth, why do we have to be the ones to organise this frigging fair?
-It's only Halloween.
-How many times do I have to tell you?
It's not about Halloween.
-I love you, Danny.
-I love you.
Give me a squeeze.
-CAR HORN TOOTS
Dr Wynn, there is something you should know.
I'd like you to get Dr Loomis anything he needs.
Files, tests, records of every treatment we've ever administered to a former patient of ours,
-Is something wrong?
-I just received a phone call.
That girl Jamie Lloyd, her body was found this morning near Haddonfield.
Beth, who's that guy who lives across the hall from you?
-Why, are you interested?
He's always staring out his window.
-Last night I caught him watching me.
-That must be Tommy.
On a weirdness scale of one to ten, he rates about a 13.
Supposedly, some scary shit happened to him when he was a kid.
Messed up his head pretty bad.
He's harmless, though. Probably just lonely.
Or horny. Something you probably haven't felt in a while.
Happy Halloween, Mrs Blankenship.
Best part about living in that house is she wouldn't hear a truck driving through her living room.
'No, please, you've got to listen to me. They're coming.'
'Yes, they're coming. Tell me, your name is Joan. Joan of Arc, and you're also hearing voices, right?'
'Come on, now, who's coming?'
'It's Michael. Michael Myers.'
'Someone, anyone. Dr Loomis, are you out there? Can you hear me...'
'It's Michael. Michael Myers.'
'Someone, anyone. Dr Loomis, are you out there? Can you hear me, Dr Loomis? I need your help.'
'May I have your attention, please?'
-Bus 34 from Russellville and Gardner with through service to Chicago, Illinois,
will be arriving in five minutes.
Ticketed passengers, please wait inside the door until the arrival of Bus 34.
Can I help you, sir?
Can you tell me if a bus arrived from Pontiac last night?
-Are you looking for someone?
Shh, it's OK.
It's OK. It's OK.
It's OK, man. It's OK.
-It's his mark.
He's come home.
Yo, check it out. Tonight's gonna be killer.
Kara, I swear, one of these days, you're gonna get lost in that thing.
I can't find my term paper.
Copy someone else's. I do it all the time. It works.
Looks like your little boy has got himself quite an imagination.
He's been having nightmares.
I think it's cool.
Must be some nightmares.
Beth, we got work to do.
Hey, are you gonna be OK?
I need to see a doctor.
-What seems to be the problem?
-My baby. There's been an accident.
-What kind of accident?
-Get me a doctor now!
Dr Loomis, thank God you're here.
-I'm sorry, I don't know you, do I?
Laurie Strode, Jamie's mother, was baby-sitting me the night when...
What are you doing here?
Please, I need to know the truth.
You heard her last night, didn't you? Michael's come home, hasn't he?
-She is the last of his bloodline.
-No, Dr Loomis.
She's not the last.
Oh, God. There's a family. Relatives of the people who adopted Laurie.
They're living in the Myers house.
-Dr Loomis, about Michael, it's just a theory of mine...
Meet me tonight, 9 o'clock at the campus rally.
Tommy, wait! Wait!
WASHING MACHINE RUMBLES
Is everything all right?
-Who are you?
-I came to help your family.
Shh, it's OK.
Steven. Like that name?
Yeah, I think it suits you.
It's OK. It's all right.
I won't let anything happen to you.
This force, this thing, that lived inside of him
came from a source too violent, too deadly for you to imagine.
It grew inside him.
Contaminating his soul.
It was...pure evil.
-What makes you think he'll come back here?
-This house is sacred to him.
He has all his memories here, his rage.
Mrs Strode, I beg of you, don't let your family suffer the same fate
that Laurie and her daughter suffered.
Yes, I'm coming.
You ready? Yes! Oh, yes!
Yes! Yes! Yeah, I'm coming all right and you better be there
at the Halloween harvest fair. Let's do it together.
Strode Real Estate.
John, something terrible has happened.
'What do you want now, Debra?'
A man came by the house, a psychiatrist by the name of Loomis,
and he told me about the terrible things that happened here in our house.
What are you doing talking to strangers, letting him in our house?
They found Jamie Lloyd this morning. Somebody killed her.
I don't know what you're talking about. You oughta stop watching those damn TV talk shows.
I'm getting the children out of here at least until I know what's going on.
John, I want you to come with us.
Debra, you've lost it now. You've just lost it.
The reason you moved us into this house, your brother could never sell it because of what happened here.
And you knew.
And you didn't tell us, John.
-'We want the child.'
-Who is this?
-LINE GOES DEAD
Mom, I'm home.
Mom? Are you there?
What are you doing here?
I'm your neighbour from across the street. Tommy Doyle.
What are you doing with my son?
And where's my mother?
-She wasn't here when Danny came home.
-Danny, go downstairs.
But Tommy's my new friend. He knows all about dinosaurs.
Do you know whose room this used to be?
Hi, Mrs B.
You don't really expect us to stay here, do you?
I want you to watch your house. You can see everything from that window.
Do you know how insane this is?
Who am I supposed to be looking for?
Shh... It's OK.
It's OK, Steven.
Not now, Danny.
There you go.
BABY CRIES What? Come on, man.
Here, let me try.
All it takes is a mother's touch.
Runes are a kind of early alphabet. They originated it about 500BC.
They were symbols carved out of stone or pieces of wood
used in pagan rituals to portend future events and invoke magic.
Among the ancient druids, thorn represented a demon that spread sickness,
brought death to hundreds of thousands of people.
According to Celtic legend, one child from each tribe
was chosen to be inflicted with the curse of thorn,
to offer blood sacrifices of its next of kin on the night of Samhain.
The sacrifice of one family meant sparing the lives of an entire tribe.
For years, I've been convinced there must some reason,
some method behind Michael's madness.
The druids were also great mathematicians and astronomers.
But the thorn symbol is actually a constellation of stars that appears from time to time on Halloween night.
Whenever it appears, he appears.
I think that's why these people, whoever they are, are after Jamie's baby.
To make him Michael's final sacrifice.
Where are you going?
-To find the only man who can stop him before it's too late.
-Don't walk off without telling me where you're going.
Take him upstairs and lock the door and wait till I get back.
Kara, whatever you do...
..don't go back to your house.
During the autopsy we found this, it's placental fluid.
-I estimate she gave birth no more than 24 hours ago.
The question is, where is the baby?
I think I may already know.
Do you know why we celebrate Halloween?
Because that's when we go trick-or-treating and get candy.
Oh, well, yes,
but a long, long time ago,
it was a night of great power,
when the days grew short and the spirits of the dead returned to their homes
to warm themselves by the fireside.
All across the land, huge bonfires were lit.
Oh, there was a marvellous celebration.
People danced and they played games
and they dressed up in costumes,
hoping to ward off the evil spirits.
Especially the bogeyman.
What's the bogeyman?
-Come on, Danny, say good night to Mrs Blankenship.
He hears the voice, you know? Just like the other boy that lived in that house.
-What are you talking about?
-I was baby-sitting with him that night.
Little Mikey Myers that lived across the street.
That's when the voice came, the night he murdered his sister.
-Michael heard a voice?
-It told him to kill his family.
So, where the hell's Barry? Let's go.
Don't get starstruck on me now, Tim.
We got a real agenda here and Barry is gonna help us get the message out.
'Backtalk with Barry Simms, live from Haddonfield.'
'Home of Michael Myers.'
Thanks for the dinner.
Come out, come out, wherever you are.
She actually left.
I know what's going on.
It must be the bogeyman.
Here I come, bogeyman.
As you know, I am really scared.
What the hell?
Tell me, kids, how does it feel to finally pull Halloween out of the proverbial Haddonfield closet?
What we're saying here is that we will no longer let the powers-that-be control our minds.
For years, Halloween has represented everything that's wrong with Haddonfield.
But Michael Myers is long gone.
There is no bogeyman.
Does she get this riled up in the sack, Tim?
I bet she wears crotchless panties and barks like a dog.
Beth, what do you say, honey, you and me?
As I was saying, we have to stop acting out of fear.
Just look at Tim's family. They live in the Myers house.
Yeah, we do. Great house. Strong wood.
You mean to tell me that you actually live in the house
of the most brutal mass murderer in history?
This is the Barry Simms Show.
When we return, we'll be coming at you live from the one, the only...
How's that for a Halloween shockfest?
How far to your house, kid?
-Half a mile. I don't know if my folks...
-I'll meet you there in five.
What about the kids? We're supposed to throw the candy.
Relax your crack, sweetheart, quick tootle around the house and we'll be right on back.
Pull the van out back so I can sneak out of here nice and quietly.
Really, you're too good to me(!)
Thanks for putting me in the middle of this cheap-shit country-bumpkin outfit. I appreciate it!
My fans expect better than this.
No, you tell that penny-pinching whiner Mike Sarducci
that I am personally gonna cut off his balls and wear them as earrings.
Where's the goddamn van?
I'm trotting out for a cheeseburger.
I'm taking this show to the real Myers house where we should've done it in the first place.
In that house I'll have every fruitcake medium in the country
calling in trying to channel the spirit of that pussy Michael Myers.
Sure we can do another show about him. Kick the audience in the face enough, they'll lick you all over.
I'll call you later. Bye-bye.
CAR DOOR SLAMS
What the fuck...?
What happened to the lights?
Do you really think Barry is gonna show up?
Let's hope not. I'm sorry he turned out to be such an asshole.
-Where is everyone?
They're probably at the fair, which is where we should be.
Beth, what you said about Michael Myers living in our house.
Is that really true?
It was a cold Halloween night.
He stood in the shadows watching through the windows
as his sister and her boyfriend made love.
Then he crept inside, picked up a huge butcher knife,
-she turned around and he stabbed her.
-Cut it out, Beth.
I really didn't know that Michael Myers lived in my house.
-It freaks me out.
I was just fooling around.
Let's get the candles.
Just a minute.
-Mommy, it's raining.
It's raining red.
Mommy, it's raining red.
-Where's the baby?
Your sister would kill us if she knew we did it in her bed.
Hey, it was your idea.
I am bad, aren't I?
Only when you wear crotchless panties and bark like a dog.
-Where are you going?
-I gotta take a shower.
You know, to stay fresh.
Watch out for the bogeyman.
Beth, can you bring a towel in here? I'm freezing.
Where are you when I need you, honey?
Thanks. I'll be in in a minute.
Hold on a second, Danny.
-Who is this?
-This is Beth.
-What are you doing there?
-Do you know where my mother is?
-She's not home. No-one is.
-Is Tim with you?
He's in the shower.
I'm across the street. I can see you.
Beth, I want you to listen to me.
Get Tim and get out of that house right now.
What the hell is going on?
Beth, look out, there is someone in the room. He's behind you.
Danny, no! Danny!
Stay right there.
I'll come and get you.
The baby. Where's the baby?
Please, open the door!
Please, someone help us!
Help us, please!
Help us, please!
-Get them upstairs. Now!
-Where's the baby?
-Who else knew I had the baby?
-There had to be someone else. Who knew?
-Except me and...
-Danny, come to me.
Careful with the girl.
Mrs Blankenship, oh, God, we have to...
-I feel like I've been drugged.
-We have been drugged.
Why are they doing this?
Why didn't they just kill us?
It's his game.
And I know where he wants to play it.
Dr Loomis, that can't stop Michael.
Nothing will stop Michael.
-Stay here, don't go anywhere until I come back.
I was getting worried, Sam, I was afraid you wouldn't make it.
Because you were the first one to see it.
And you recognised its power.
Pure, uncorrupted, ancient.
I've had my failures, but this baby, Jamie's baby,
we are at the dawn of a new age, Sam.
And I'm asking you to join me.
I thought Michael was a monster.
-We're ready for you, Dr Wynn.
We'll give Dr Loomis a little time to think about it.
He walks amongst us, brother. He's come back.
..he's very angry.
How does it feel to be damned?
Tommy, is that you?
I'm in here. I'm in here.
Tommy, are you OK?
Tommy, are you OK?
Oh, God! Stop!
Let go of me.
OK, OK, you can take that off now. Halloween is over.
Danny, come on!
Help me, please! Help me!
Go, go, go!
Quick, in here! Come on!
-Leave her alone!
Mom! Mom! Help!
Mom! Mom! Mom!
Get in there! Go on, get in.
-Come with us.
-No, I have a little business to attend to here.
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