[music playing]
[woman screams]
[wailing]
Push.
Oh, God, it's coming!
It's coming!
[wailing]
Oh, God, it's coming!
I baby cries ]
Please. Please give him to me.
Please.
No. Please, my baby!
Please give him to me.
[woman crying I
Damn you!
DR. LOOMIS: When Michael Myers was six years old,
he stabbed his sister to death.
For years, he was locked up,
locked away in Smith's Grove Sanatorium'
But he escaped,
and suddenly "Halloween“ was another word for mayhem.
He needed to wipe out his entire family.
He struck them down at night and always on Halloween.
The police tried everything to stop him.
He overcame them all...
and disappeared.
The world thought him dead,
but I--l wasn't sure.
I wasn't sure that Michael Myers had died.
Jamie, come to me.
[ Screams ]
WOMAN: Jamie.
- Jamie, come with me... - [ baby crying]
If you want to save your baby.
[ Clatter ]
God, he's coming.
We've got to move now. Come on'
[ “Halloween Theme“ playing ]
[ Baby crying 1
[ gasping I
You can do it. You can do it.
There. it's that way.
No.
No, save your baby.
Go! Get out!
[water splashing]
[metal clangs]
Jamie?
[ Screams ]
[ Baby crying 1
[thunder crashing]
[ Baby crying 1
Hey! What are you doing to my truck?!
What the hell are you doing to my truck?
MAN: What?!
JAMIE: Please help me get...
[muffled yelling]
What?!
[ Screams ]
[spurs jangling]
[thunder crashes]
Danny.
Kill for him'
Mommy!
Danny?
Mommy's here.
What is it, baby?
The voice man, he's here.
No one's there, sweetheart.
But I've seen him'
You've been watching way too much TV. You know that?
He says things, bad things.
Like what?
Okay-
Stay away, monsters.
Stay away, ghouls.
Stay away from Danny.
You jerks know the rules.
Better?
Here.
[thunder crashes]
Good night, Danny.
Night, Mom.
ANNOUNCER: it's "Back Talk" with Barry Simms.
BARRY: Hey, who is that guy? We're in the second hour
of a special Halloween edition of "Back Talk.“
I'm Barry Simms, and as usual, We're coming to you live
from high atop the Sears Tower here in Chicago.
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.
We have a caller waiting.
Who's next to talk to me?
WOMAN: Uh, I know this may sound crazy, Barry,
but I really think I'm in love with him'
I mean, he--he's so untamed, so uninhibited.
He's everything I've ever wanted in a man'
BARRY: 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 on the list?
You know, Bundy? Manson?
What about that-- What about the Dahmer guy?
I bet--l bet you could really cook with him, couldn't you?
CALLER: No. I just want Michael.
I want to know what's behind that mask.
Deep down, I think he's just like you and me, Barry.
He just needs someone to understand him,
someone to love him'
BARRY: Yeah. Deep down, I'm--
Yeah, I'm sure that's true.
You know, you're talking about
one of this nation's most notorious serial killers
like--like he belongs in some kind of an est seminar.
You know, I hate to be the one to break the news to you, lady,
but Michael Myers has been dead for six years.
[thunder crashing]
Now we've got someone who actually claims
to have seen that Michael Myers.
Does this wacko caller have a name?
My name's Tommy.
I was only eight years old when I saw him,
but I was one of the lucky ones.
I survived.
BARRY: There is help out there for people like you.
It's called electroshock therapy.
Come on. You don't really believe
that Michael Myers is actually 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.
Seriously, though, Tom. I hear Smith's Grave's
having a blue light on self-admission.
You might want to check into it. The lines are open,
so give me your best shot at 1-800-968-7825.
Give us a hit.
Duane.
What's on your feeble excuse for a mind tonight, Duane?
Just like to say that I listen to your show every night, Barry.
I think you're the best,
and I can't tell you how excited we are
that you'll be paying a little visit
to our little town tomorrow night.
So do you have a point to make here, Duane,
or should I just keep spanking the monkey?
[ Duane laughs ] Barry, you're too much.
I'd just like to say that I understand
how things have changed in the '90s.
Gays in the military.
Cut off your husbands dojigger, become a national hero.
I just can't see any sense
in bringing Halloween back to Haddonfield.
Wank, wank. Thank you, Duane.
- [ Buzzer] - You may leave me now.
[ Typewriter clacking ]
Next caller.
SECOND WOMAN: I say it's about time
they had a Halloween revival in this town.
Now my kids can stop driving me crazy.
That maniac's either long dead or long gone.
Either way, I say let's bury the sucker,
get the party started.
BARRY: Paw. Whoa-hoe:!
Beer! Yeah!
Thank you. Next.
SECOND MAN: Barry, what happened
to that psychiatrist of his, Loomis?
I heard the old quack was dead.
BARRY: What? Are you looking for a referral?
Not dead.
Just very much retired.
[thunder crashing]
BARRY: I think we'll take a little break from the callers.
Good God.
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.
God.
- You look good, Sam. - Ah, I feel great.
I had surgery, plastic surgery,
skin grafts. It cost a fortune,
but at least I don't frighten people anymore.
Ah, don't tell me that the revered Rasputin
of Smith's Grove has grown complacent in his old age,
and I won't believe that for a second.
Well, I can't remember you making house calls, Dr. Wynn.
Especially at this hour.
Mm, and you're right.
I've come to celebrate.
Why are you listening to that jerk?
Oh. It's a program about Haddonfield.
I'm taping it.
[tires skidding]
[ Baby crying 1
BARRY: So who is responsible
for getting the Halloween rally thingie together?
THIRD WOMAN: We are. It's the Haddonfield Junior College.
BARRY: But why go to all the trouble of throwing this soiree?
So what if Halloween has been banned in Haddonfield?
- I mean, who cares? - We do!
We live here.
It's time we got on with our lives.
That's what tomorrow night is all about.
Man, this town is dying, Barry.
- [crying continues] - BARRY: Wow. You know,
I've heard Michael Myers blamed
for a lot of things tonight, but this is a first.
He's actually killed the economy.
CALLER: Look, tomorrow night is when we change all that,
especially having you do your broadcast live...
[dial whirring]
You have reached Haddonfield Emergency Services.
Due to severe weather conditions,
all circuits are momentarily busy.
If this is not an emergency--
BARRY: You gonna get up there on the stage with ol' Barr?
- Uh, yeah, I will. - Yeah?
BARRY: Well, I'll see you tomorrow night.
This is "Back Talk" with Barry Simms.
Give me a call at 1-800-968-7825.
That's 1-800-YOU-SUCK.
So come on, all you Bogeyman believers out there.
Give me a call. Call me tonight.
[sighs]
Well, after 32 years,
guess who is finally relinquishing his duties
as chief administrator of Smith's Grove.
Good God. You don't mean to say you're--
Retiring? I came by to give you the news myself.
Well, I wish you well, Terence.
It's been in the planning stages for some time now.
To old friends...
- [chuckles ] - to retirement,
to new beginnings.
Old friends.
Sam, I want you to come back to Smith's Grove.
You should know that ifs 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.
After my stroke six years ago,
they practically had to hold a pistol to my head
to get me to retire,
but things are different now.
I'm different.
I've buried the ghosts.
I've buried them in this--this manuscript.
I don't want to practice medicine anymore.
[woman speaking frantically on broadcast ]
BARRY: They're coming. Don't tell me.
Your name is Joan, Joan of Arc,
and you're also hearing voices, right?
[woman gasping]
BARRY: Now, who's coming?
WOMAN: It's Michael, Michael Myers.
Look, someone, anyone, help me.
Dr. Loomis, are you out there? Can you hear me, Dr. Loomis?
- I need your help! - BARRY: Please, please, no, no.
- Please, enough of this. - [ buzzer]
What the hell is going on tonight?
Every loony in the state is calling.
What is this, a full moon?
Man, guess Halloween brings out all the wackos.
I can't wait until we gel to Haddonfield tomorrow.
I'm gonna rip the lid off of this Myers B.S.
Now I'm mad, feeble listeners.
Now I'm mad.
Shh.
It's okay.
[light buzzing]
You're so cute.
Shh.
Yes.
It's okay.
You're so cute. Yes.
[ Electricity crackles]
[ Clatter ]
I gasps ]
[ Heavy breathing ]
[thunder crashing]
[door creaks]
No!
Leave us alone!
[ Screams ]
[steam hissing]
[coughing]
I gasps ]
You can't have the baby, Michael.
[ 9394151 You can't have the baby.
[ Heavy breathing ]
[birds chirping]
Enough...
of this Michael Myers...
bullshit!
You stupid kids got about three seconds to get
- [ laughter] - the hell off my property!
1, 2...
[ kids chattering ]
DR. LOOMIS: ltwas Jamie Lloyd.
That was six years ago, Sam.
You know she died with him in that explosion. You know it.
That's what someone would like us to believe,
but I tell you, Michael is alive. I--
I can feel his evil heart beating.
I can see him just as I did all those years ago
behind these very same walls,
staring, staring,
always growing stronger.
Please, as my colleague,
as my friend,
I can't go through this again.
Not alone.
I need your help to stop him.
Dr. Wynn. I--I didn't expect you in this morning.
Dawn, uh, this is Dr. Loomis,
the man I was telling you about.
Oh, yes. It's a pleasure to meet you, Doctor.
It will be wonderful to have you back at the hospital.
Dr. Wynn, there's something you should know.
Dawn, 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, Michael Myers.
Michael Myers?
Is something wrong?
I just received a phone call.
That girl, Jamie Lloyd, her body was found
this morning near Haddonfield.
Notify the Haddonfield sheriff. Tell him we're on the way.
I want the entire staff on alert.
We go to code-red lockdown for 24 hours.
If that maniac is really out there,
I plan to bring him back alive.
BOY: Yo, G, what's up?
Barry's my homeboy from Chicago.
Yes, that Barry Simms.
Beth and I are down on this gig.
Danny.
Look, you just bring the posse tonight,
and we'll hook you up.
Peace!
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.
Perfect.
This is the famous Tim Strode stomach pounder.
You down for the challenge?
Hit me, G.
Good try, Dan man'
You better stick to orange juice.
Shitheads. Defacing my property.
Heh. Showed them'
John, they were just kids.
Kids, my dear Debra, are what's ruining this country.
Everywhere you go, it's the same damn thing.
There's no goddamn respect.
I rest my case.
Kara, you'll never pass that exam on an empty stomach.
"Cognitive therapy," "emotional disorders.“
What are they teaching you in college these days,
the an of going crazy?
It's called psychology, Mom.
Living in this house is enough to drive anyone crazy.
Oh, yeah? Well, who the hell asked you
to come back here in the first place?
Better get Danny to school.
Doesn't show her face around her own family for five years.
Then comes back and expects us to roll out the red carpet.
You think going to college
is gonna make up for your mistakes, girl? Huh?
- DEBRA: Please. - Lay off her, Dad.
Let's go, Danny.
Kara, wait. Please, John.
Can't we just sit down for once and try to be a family?
It's all right, Mom.
Oh, that's it, Debra. Yeah, just keep slipping her the cash.
You know, while you're at it, I got a great idea.
Here. Here. Why don't you give her all of our goddamn money?
Why don't you leave her alone?
Nothing ever changes, does it?
When are you gonna wake up?
I got news for you, girl.
Before you came around, everything was going fine
till you landed on our doorstep...
you and that little...
bastard of yours.
I see only one bastard in this house.
Danny.
Get away from her!
JOHN: You shut up, and stay out of this!
- Kill for him. - DEBRA: John, please don't.
You ever talk to me like that again.
And so help me God...
You understand?
Give me the knife, Danny.
[knife clinks]
[knock on door]
Hey!
Hey! Make way for the Hardin County Express!
Where's Tim? We're supposed to go over the list of events for tonight.
Oh, God. He do that to you?
Another episode of "Father Knows Best“
at the Strode house.
What the hell happened this time?
I gasps ]
GIRL: What's gotten into you?
TIM: Just glad to see you, that's all. You guys okay?
Tonight's the night we bring some life back into this town.
Shit, Beth, why do we have to be the ones
to organize this friggin' fair?
I mean, it's only Halloween.
How many times do I have to tell you?
Now, Danny, you know Grandpa didn't really hurt me, right?
Right, Mom.
Well, you better go catch your bus.
But tonight when you come home,
we'll go trick-or-treating, okay?
Okay-
I love you, Danny.
Love you, Mommy.
Give me a squeeze.
Mm.
[car horn honks]
Yeah. Okay.
JOHN: Just can't live with her anymore, Debra'
You don't understand, do you?
It's not about Kara'
It's about you.
I don't care what she's done.
She's your daughter.
She's not my daughter anymore.
Beth, who's that guy who lives across the hall from you?
Why? You interested?
Yeah, right.
He's always staring out his window.
Last night, I caught him watching me.
That must be Tommy.
On a weirdness scale of 1 to 10, 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.
Tim...
Happy Halloween. Mrs. Blankenship!
Best part about living in that boardinghouse
is that crazy old lady
wouldn't hear a truck drive through her living room.
JAMIE: Please, look, you've gotta listen to me.
They're coming. They're coming.
BARRY: Hmm. Yeah, so they're coming.
They're coming. Don't tell me.
Your name is Joan, Joan of Arc,
and you're also hearing voices, right?
[Jamie gasping]
BARRY: Come on, now. Who's coming?
JAMIE: It's Michael, Michael Myers.
[ Static crackles, faint voice ]
Look, someone, anyone help me.
Dr. Loomis, are you out there? Can you hear me, Dr.--
It's Michael, Michael Myers.
MAN: ...attention, please? Bus 611
- from Pontiac, Russellville... - Look, someone, anyone help me.
Dr. Loomis, are you out there? Can you hear me, Dr. Loomis?
- ...delayed one hour. - Dr. Loomis, I need your help.
God, please help.
[P.A. ] May I have your attention, please?
Bus 34 from Peoria, Russellville, and Gardner,
with through service for Chicago, Illinois,
will be arriving in five minutes.
Ticketed passengers, please wait inside the door
until arrival of bus number 344
Can I help you, sir?
Can you tell me if a bus arrived from Pontiac last night?
Sure did.
Are you looking for someone?
Thank you.
[P.A. ] May I have your attention, please?
Bus number 34, service to Chicago, has arrived
and is now ready for boarding through the side door.
[light buzzing]
[ Baby crying 1
Jesus.
Shh.
No. Shh. It's okay.
It's okay. It's okay.
It's okay, man'
It's okay.
Shh!
[ Camera shutter clicks]
[dispatcher on radio]
DR. WYNN: Good God. What's that?
It's his mark.
[ Camera shutter clicking ]
He's coming home.
Dear God.
Jamie.
Only God can help her now, sir.
Sam, don't. Let them take care of her.
- Dr. Loomis. - Yes?
They told me you'd be coming.
Now I'd suggest you go right on back to your crackpot asylum.
You people got no business in my town.
Michael Myers is my business.
It's been quiet here for six years,
and that's the way it's gonna stay,
and the last thing I need now
is you going around spouting off ghost stories.
I suppose it was a ghost that did all this, eh?
It was a ghost talking on the radio last night,
and that's a ghost being carried out here right now?
TIM: 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.
Just copy someone else's.
I do it all the time. Works primo.
Oh, shit.
Looks like your little boy's got himself quite an imagination.
KARA: He's been having nightmares.
[Tim chuckles, imitating Butt-head]
I think it's cool.
Must be some nightmares.
GIRL: Beth, we got work to do!
Hey, are you gonna be okay?
Don't worry.
[girl screams]
I baby coos ]
I need to see a doctor.
What seems to be the problem?
Uh, it's my baby. It's--
There's been an accident.
What kind of accident?
Get me a doctor now!
Security.
Sam, there's nothing you can do for her now.
[beeper sounds] Oh.
Ah. I'll be right back.
UL Looms?
Yeah.
Dr. Loomis, thank God you're here.
You heard her last night, didn't you?
It was Jamie.
I'm sorry. I--
I don't know you, do I? I--
I'm Tommy, Tommy Doyle.
Laurie Strode, Jamie's mother,
was babysitting me the night when...
Tommy Doyle.
What are you doing here?
Please, I need to know the truth.
Michael Myers has come home, hasn't he?
W-What do you know about Michael'?
- [ Baby coos ] - I know he's still out there.
People in this town, they want us to believe he's dead,
but I know. I've always known.
She's out there and fighting for her life.
If she should die,
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, the Strodes.
They're living in the Myers' house.
Dr. Loomis, about Michael, it's just
- a theory of mine, but-- - NURSE: That's him.
Uh, meet me tonight, 9:00 at the campus rally.
Tommy, wait! Wait!
[ Baby crying 1
Tommy, wait!
Oh, there you are.
Who is that boy?
DR. LOOMIS: An old friend.
[dog barking]
[ Heavy breathing ]
[washing machine rumbling]
[unbalanced load thumping]
[buzzer sounds]
[water splashes]
Mm.
Great.
[squeak]
" I 93$P$ I - I'm very sorry,
Mrs. Strode, but...
is everything all right?
Who are you?
I came to help your family.
[ Baby crying 1
Shh.
Shh. it's okay.
Okay, Steven.
You like that name?
Yeah, I think it suits you.
[ Steven crying I
It's okay.
[ Steven coos]
I won't let anything happen to you.
For 15 years, I've been obsessed
to find out what was going on inside of him.
It's been my life work
and my ultimate failure.
This force, this thing that lived inside of him
came from a source too violent, too deadly for you to imagine.
It--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.
Jamie? I--I thought that--
She's been found outside Haddonfield stabbed.
What should I do?
I've written it all down for you,
but you haven't a moment to lose.
Mrs. Strode,
Michael Myers has come back to Haddonfield to kill.
[telephone rings]
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.
Debra, what the hell are you doing talking to strangers,
- letting him into our house? - John,
they found Jamie Lloyd this morning.
Someone tried to kill her.
Debra, I don't know what the hell you're talking about.
I--You ought to 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.
Yeah.
You know, Debra' you've lost it now.
You know that, Debra? You've just lost it.
The reason you moved us into this house,
your brother could never sell it
because of what happened here, could he?
And you knew,
and you didn't tell us, John.
You knew.
God damn it.
Happy Halloween, little girl.
[telephone rings]
Hello.
We want the child.
Who is this?
[busy signal beeping]
[ “Halloween Theme“ playing ]
Michael.
[children laughing]
[ Loudspeaker playing music]
MAN: I-I'm coming.
Yes, I'm coming.
You ready? Oh, yes!
Yes! Yes!
Yes. Yeah, I'm coming, all right,
and you better be there, the Halloween Harvest Fair.
Let's do it together.
Sorry.
Mom? I'm home!
Hello?
Mom?
[dog barking]
Mom?
Danny?
Mom?
Are you there?
[electronic zapping ]
What are you doing here?
[ Steven coos]
[ Steven crying I
I'm your neighbor from across the street.
I'm Tommy Doyle.
What are you doing with my son.
And where's my mother?
Uh, she wasn't here
when Danny came home from--
Danny, go downstairs.
But Tommy's my new friend, and he knows all about dinosaurs.
You're in danger. Come with me.
Hi, Mrs. B.
[door closes]
[ Steven crying I
Uh, you don't really expect us to stay here, do you?
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?
Him.
Yeah, it's okay.
It's okay, Steven.
Mommy.
Mom!
Not now, Danny.
[thunder crashing]
- [ Steven crying ] - [ microwave beeps]
[thunder crashes]
[ Steven crying I
TOMMY: Here you go.
What? Hey.
Come on, man.
[Crying continues]
Here, let me give it a try.
There.
See?
All it takes is a mother's touch.
Uncle Michael, please don't hurt me.
Oh, God, please forgive me!
[spurs jangling]
Your work is done now, Jamie.
- [ Gunshot] - [ monitor whining]
I let you down again. Jamie.
I never should have left you.
TOMMY: Runes are a kind of early alphabet
that originated in Northern Europe about 500 B.C.
They were symbols carved out of stone or pieces of wood,
used in pagan rituals to portend future events and invoke magic.
From all the runes,
Thorn had the most negative influence.
Among the ancient Druids,
Thorn represented a demon that spread sickness,
destroyed crops,
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 the blood sacrifices of its next of kin
- on the night of Samhain. - Halloween.
The sacrifice of one family
meant sparing the lives of an entire tribe.
So why are you so concerned about us
if Michael's only out to kill his family?
In his mind, anyone living in his house is his family.
For years, I've been convinced there must be some reason,
some method behind MichaeFs madness,
and the common link I found is Thorn.
The druids were also great mathematicians and astronomers.
The Thorn symbol is actually a constellation of stars
that appears from time to time on Halloween night.
Whenever it appears, he appears.
I've traced it back to 1963,
when Michael murdered his sister Judith.
Then the next time was in 1978.
Michael escapes from Smith's Grove.
It happened a decade later,
and the year after that, he kills again.
Now Jamie says Michael is back,
and for the first time in six years, Thorn reappears.
TOMMY: Coincidence?
KARA: What would happen if he succeeded,
if he killed the last member of his family?
Then Michael's power would end,
and the curse would be passed on to another child.
[ Steven coos]
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.
Oh, no. Where's Danny?
Danny?! Danny?!
Mrs. Blankenship, have you seen--
Danny, don't ever walk off
without telling me where you're going.
Take him upstairs.
Lock the door, and wait til I get back.
Kara, whatever you do...
don't go back to your house.
You let it get to her!
How could you?
Dr. Loomis, during surgery,
we discovered that Jamie's uterus was hemorrhaging,
and we found this.
It's placental fluid.
Good God in Heaven, do you mean to say that...
I estimate she gave birth no more than 24 hours ago.
And the question is, where is the baby?
I think I--I may already know.
MRS. BLANKENSHIP: 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, longtime 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 marvelous celebration'
People danced, and they played games,
and they dressed up in costumes,
hoping to ward off the evil spirits,
especially the Bogeyman.
[thunder crashes]
What's the Bogeyman?
Come on, Danny.
Say good night to Mrs. Blankenship.
Good night, 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 babysitting with him that night,
little Mikey Myers that lived across the street,
and that's when the voice came,
the night he murdered his sister.
Michael heard a voice?
It told him to kill his family.
[thunder crashing]
Now 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.
BETH: Hey, look.
Hello, Haddonfield!
[ Cheering ]
Barry!
WKNB presents "Back Talk" with Barry Simms,
live from Haddonfield, Illinois...
- Barry! - the home of Michael Myers.
[thunder rumbling]
Debra! I'm home!
Thanks for the dinner.
Come out, come out, wherever you are.
God damn it.
She actually left.
[thunder crashes]
Shit.
I know what's going on'
[ chuckles ]
It must be the Bogeyman.
Ha! Here I come, Bogeyman.
'Cause, you know, I am really scared.
[washer thumping]
[thunder continues]
[washer thumping, clicking]
What the hell?
Power's off.
[ Heavy breathing ]
[ Screaming ]
Tell me, kids, hows it feel to finally pull Halloween
out of the proverbial Haddonfield closet?
What we're saying here is 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.
Whoa'
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, uh...
[crowd cheering]
As I was saying, we have to stop acting out of fear.
Just look at Tim's family.
They live in the Myers house.
[crowd groans]
- You do? - We do?
Uh, yeah, we do.
Great house.
- Hmm. - Strong wood.
I see. You mean to tell me you actually live in the house
of the most brutal mass murderer in history?
BOY: Whoa!
This is the Barry Simms show,
and when we return, we'll be coming at you live
from the one, the only Myers house.
Hows that for a Halloween shock, kids?
[spooky laugh]
- "Back Talk“ with... - How far to your house, kid?
About half a mile, but I don't know
- if my folks are-- - Good.
- I'll meet you there in five. - What about the kids?
We're supposed to throw all the candy.
Phone! Relax your crack, sweetheart
Quick tootle around the old household,
and we'll be right on back.
Pull the van out back
so that I can sneak out of here nice and quiet.
Oh, no. No, no, really. Really, you're too good to me, really.
No, thanks for putting me in the middle
of this cheap-shit country bumpkin outfit, Paul.
I really appreciate it.
My fans expect better than this.
No, no, look, you tell
that penny-pinching whiner Mike Sarducci
that when I get back, I am personally
gonna cut off his balls and wear 'em as earrings.
Where's the goddamn van?! God.
Oh, no, I'm trotting out for a cheeseburger.
I'm taking the show to the real Myers house,
where we should have done it in the first place.
10 minutes in that house,
and 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 on him'
Kick the audience in the face enough,
and they'll-- they'll lick you all over!
I'll call you when I get back, Paul. Bye-bye.
Where the fuck...
[muffled yell]
- [crowd whooping ] - [thunder crashing]
What happened to the lights?
You really think Barry's gonna show up?
Let's hope not.
Sorry he turned out to be such an asshole.
It's okay.
Where is everyone?
Mom? Kara?
They're probably at the fair,
which is where we should be.
Beth, um, what you said before
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,
and made his way up these stairs.
He raised the knife up behind her.
She turned around,
and he stabbed her!
[thunder crashes]
Cut it out, Beth!
I really didn't know
that Michael Myers lived in my house, okay?
Freaks me out.
I'm sorry.
I was just fooling around.
It's okay.
Let's get the candles.
Just a minute.
CHILD: ♪ Mommy, it's raining ♪
♪ it's raining red ♪
♪ Mommy, it's raining ♪
♪ it's raining red ♪
♪ Mommy, it's raining ♪
♪ it's raining red ♪
♪ Mommy, it's raining red ♪
♪ Mommy, it's raining ♪
♪ it's raining red ♪
♪ Mommy, it's raining ♪
♪ it's raining red ♪
♪ Mommy, it's raining ♪
♪ it's raining red ♪
♪ Mommy, it's raining red ♪
It's warm'
Why is it warm?
[ Dripping I
[ branch cracking ]
[girl screams]
[crowd screaming]
Bx . Looms. 4A...
it's happening.
Your sister would kill us if she knew we did it in her bed.
Yeah, well, 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.
Hey, 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.
[ “Halloween Theme“ playing ]
Mommy?
Hold on a second, Danny.
Danny, come to me.
- Hello. - Mom?
Wait. Who is this?
No, this is Beth.
What are you doing there?
Do you know where my mother is?
She's not home. No one is.
What's wrong?
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.
Kara, what the hell is going on?
Beth, look out! There's someone in the room!
He's right behind you!
- [ Knife stabbing] - [ screaming]
No!
No! Danny, no!
Danny!
Danny.
Mommy.
It's okay.
Danny, run!
[thunder crashing]
[ Screams ]
Danny, come to Mommy.
Danny, please.
Ohh!
Come on'
The baby. Where's the baby?
KARA: Please, open the door!
Please, open the door!
Please, somebody help us!
Help us, please!
Get them upstairs now!
Where's the baby?
He's gone.
Who else knewl had the baby?
- No one. - No.
There had to be someone else! Who knew'?
Nobody knew, except me and...
Danny, come to me.
Come, Danny. Come to me.
Danny, no.
No. Please.
Careful with the girl.
Kara!
Wynn.
[ Steven cooing ]
Mrs. Blankenship. Oh, God, hurry.
We have to-
Hello, dear.
[ Screams ]
Where is she? Where's Kara?
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.
[thunder crashing]
Dr. Loomis, you know that can't stop Michael.
Nothing will stop Michael...
but Wynn...
I tried to tell you in the hospital.
I think Michael is under the influence of an evil rune.
Thorn'
I saw the symbol marked up where we found Jamie stabbed.
Well, there are runes of light, protection.
If Thorn could somehow be trapped by these runes,
the energies could cancel themselves out,
the evil could be destroyed.
You wait here.
Don't go anywhere until I come back.
Wynn.
About time, Dr. Loomis.
Welcome to your fate.
The time has come for you to know the truth.
The time has come for you to join us.
Why now?
After Jamie escaped last night, I knew she would come to you,
and I knew that you would lead us to her baby,
her very special baby.
I needed her just as I need you now.
It's your destiny, Sam.
Ii lives inside you.
It always has.
You know that, don't you?
You“...
3T9...
a madman'
DR. WYNN: Look around you, Sam.
Madness everywhere.
Famine, war, a great plague,
these are signs that we must restore balance
to the natural order of things.
We merely provide the means.
Michael?
We've given him the power,
the gift of Thorn.
I am its deliverer.
I follow it, act as its guardian.
I protect Michael, watch over him!
And now it's time for another.
Now it's time for you, Dr. Loomis.
I thought Michael was a monster,
bayou--
Ohh!
Leave him there.
It's his office now.
DR. WYNN: Spirits and powers of the flame...
attend and witness this ritual.
Bear our gifts to Thorn.
Open us to the path of darkness.
By these runes, transform us.
Let the hammer descend on the chosen one
to whom we offer this sacrifice of innocent blood.
And then, Danny, yourjourney begins.
Kill for him'
No.
Michael, your final sacrifice.
KARA: Michael...
you can make him stop it.
Don't kill the baby.
You can stop it.
You know whose baby it is, don't you?
Michael!
The baby is yours, isn't it?
Isn't it, Michael?
Back off!
Untie her!
DR. WYNN: Do as he says! Do it!
You should join us.
You have talent.
Shut up.
Danny, come on'
Go!
Okay, go!
TOMMY: Run!
Go!
Go! Go!
[alarm blaring]
TOMMY: Move it! Go! Go!
Shit!
KARA: Come on!
- Wait. - Come on'
It's not working!
It's--it's not working!
It's not...
Back up from the gates!
Get 'em outta here!
DR. LOOMIS: Get in there!
Go on! Get in!
Mommy!
Samhain'
[coughing]
Tommy! Where is he?
It worked.
Power of the runes stopped him.
DR. WYNN: Michael...
what have they done to you?
Where do we go now?
As far away from Haddonfield as possible.
Come with us.
No. I--I have a little business to attend to here.
Michael.
It's all over. It's all over.
It's all over.
Michael?
Michael's gone.
It's your game now, Dr. Loomis.
[ Screaming ]
[ Screaming echoes]
[ “Halloween Theme“ playing ]