Uncle Michael, please don't hurt me.
Oh, no!
Push!
- Push. - Oh, God, it's coming!
- Jamie...Jamie, one push! - It's coming!
Push, push. Push.
No!
Please give him to me.
Please give him to me. Please.
Oh, please, my baby! Please give him to me!
Damn you!
When Michael Myers was six years old,
he stabbed his sister to death.
For years he was locked up in Smith's Grove Sanitarium,
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 believed 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, waiting.
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.
No! Oh, God! Come on!
It's okay. Come on.
Come on.
Y... It's that way.
No. No!
Save your baby! Go! Now!
Jamie?
Hey! What're you doin' in my truck?
- What the hell are you doin' in my truck? What?
What?
Danny.
Kill for him. Mommy!
Danny?
Mommy's here. What is it, baby?
The Voiceman. He's here.
No one's there, sweetheart.
But I've seen him! He says things, bad things.
Like what?
Okay.
Mmm.
- Good night, Danny. - Good night, Mom.
It's Back Talk with Barry Simms.
We're in the second hour of a special Halloween edition of Back Talk, and 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 and 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?
Uh, I know this may sound crazy, Barry,
but I really think I'm in love with him.
He's so untamed, so uninhibited.
- He's everything I've ever wanted in a man. - - Mm-hmm.
You know, this is good. I can see the tabloids now.
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 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 that Michael Myers.
Come on. You're on Back Talk next.
I was only eight years old when I saw him,
but I was one of the lucky ones.
I survived.
There is help out there for people like you.
It's called electro-shock 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.
Michael Myers was not killed in that explosion...
at the Haddonfield Police Station.
The CIA abducted Myers from his cell and killed everyone to cover up their tracks.
Why would 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 while they had him at Langley.
They couldn't control him, so they packed him up in a rocket and shipped him off to space.
- Thank you. Thank you! - You don't want to hear the facts, man!
- Thank you very much. - That's the situation, is that the Cl...
Michael Myers in space.
- Come on! Next. - Barry,
what happened to that psychiatrist of his, Loomis?
- I heard the old quack was dead. - Not 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.
The lines are open, so give me your best shot...
at 1-800-968-7825.
So who is responsible for getting...
this Halloween rally thing together?
We are, the students of Haddonfield Junior College.
But why go to all the trouble of throwing a soirée?
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.
I've heard Michael Myers blamed for a lot of things tonight, but this is a first.
He's actually killed the economy!
Tomorrow night is going to change all that,
especially after you do your broadcast live from campus.
You have reached Haddonfield Emergency Services.
Due to severe weather conditions, all circuits are momentarily busy.
- If this is not an emergency... - Uh, yeah.
You gonna get up there on the stage with old Bar?
- Uh, yeah, I will. - Yeah?
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 boogeyman believers out there.
Give me a call. Call me tonight.
To old friends,
to retirement,
to new beginnings.
Old friends.
Ahh!
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, this...
manuscript.
I don't want to practice medicine any more.
They're coming! They're coming!
They're coming, they're coming. Don't tell me.
Your name is Joan...Joan of Arc. You're also hearing voices, right?
Now, who's coming?
Michael.
Michael Myers.
Look, someone, anyone, help me. Dr. Loomis, are you out there?
Can you hear me, Dr. Loomis? I need your help.
Please, please. No, no, stop that. What the hell is going on tonight?
Every loony in the state is calling. What is this, a full moon?
I guess Halloween brings out all the wackos.
I can't wait until we get to Haddonfield.
Shh, shh, shh, shh.
Yes. It's okay.
You're so good.
Shh, shh. Yes.
It's okay.
Yes.
No!
Leave us alone!
No.
G...
You can't have the baby, Michael.
You can't have the baby.
Enough...
of this Michael Myers...
bullshit!
Now, you stinking kids 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.
Perfect.
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.
Hmmph! I 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. - Ahh!
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?
Well, who the hell asked you to come back here in the first place?
I better get Danny to school.
Doesn't show her face around her own family for five years,
then expects us to roll out the red carpet.
You think going to college is gonna make up for your mistakes, girl?
- Would you 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?
Sorry, Mom.
Oh, yeah, 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?
When are you going to wake up?
I got news for you, girl. Before you came around, everything was going fine.
Until 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 and stay outta this! - John, please, don't!
You ever talk to me like that again, and so help me God... You understand?
Give me the knife, Danny.
Eh... 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. - 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 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?
It's not about Halloween.
- I love you, Danny. - I love you.
Give me a squeeze.
Mmm.
Yeah. Okay.
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.
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 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.
- He's 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.
You've gotta listen to me!
- They're coming! They're coming! - Mm-hmm, yeah.
So they're coming, they're coming. Don't tell me. Your name is Joan...
Joan of Arc. You're also hearing voices, right?
Come on. Now, who's coming?
It's Michael. Michael Myers.
Look, someone, anyone, help me.
- Dr. Loomis, are you out there? - Can you hear me, Dr. L...
It's Michael. Michael Myers.
...your attention, please. Bus 611 from Pontiac...
Look, someone, anyone, help me. Dr. Loomis, are you out there?
- Can you hear me, Dr. Loomis? - I need your help.
- God, please, help. - May I have your attention, please?
Bus 34 from Peoria, Russelville and Gardner...
with through service to Chicago, Illinois,
will be arriving in five minutes.
Ticketed passengers please wait inside the door...
until arrival of bus number 34.
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.
Jesus.
Shh! Shh, shh.
Shh! Shh! No. Shh, it's okay.
It's okay. It's okay. It's okay, man.
It's okay. Shh, shh, shh, shh, shh.
Shh!
What's that?
It's... his mark. He's come home.
♪ Come and see me♪
♪ Can't you see me ♪♪
♪♪ Yo, check it out. Tonight's gonna be killer.
Kara, I swear. One of these days, you're gonna get lost in that thing.
L-I can't find my term paper.
So copy someone else's. I do it all the time. It works primo.
Oh, shit!
Looks like your little boy has got himself quite an imagination.
He's been having nightmares.
Ha-ha. I think it's cool.
- Must be some nightmares. - Beth, we got work to do.
Hey, are you gonna be okay?
"Thorn"?
I need to see a doctor.
- What seems to be the problem? - Uh, it's my baby.
- There's been an accident. - What kind of accident?
Get me a doctor, now!
Security?
- Dr. Loomis? - Yeah.
Dr. Loomis, thank God you're here.
I'm sorry. I don't know you, do I?
I'm Tommy. Tommy Doyle.
Laurie Strode, Jamie's mother,
Was baby-sitting me the night when...
Tommy Doyle. Uh! 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 blood line.
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... - That's him.
Meet me... tonight. 9:00 at the campus rally.
Uh... Tommy, wait! Wait!
Great.
Uh, Mrs... Mrs. Strode, uh...
Is everything all right?
- Who are you? - I came to help your family.
Shh.
Shh! It's okay.
Okay.
Steven. You like that name?
Yeah, I think it suits you.
It's okay. 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... 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.
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Uh, I'm coming.
Yes, I'm coming.
Get ready. Oh, yes! Yes! Yes!
Yes! Yeah, I'm coming, all right, and you'd better be there.
The Halloween Harvest Fair. Let's do it.
Sorry.
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 the hell are you doing, talking to strangers, letting 'em in our house?
John, they found Jamie Lloyd this morning. Somebody killed her.
I don't know what you're talking about.
You gotta 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.
You know... 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.
Goddammit!
Hello?
- We want the child. - Who is this?
Huh!
Oh, Michael.
Mom? I'm home!
Hello?
Mom!
Mom?
Danny?
Mom? Are you there?
What are you doing here?
I'm your neighbor from across the street, Tommy Doyle.
What are you doing with my son? And where's my mother?
Uh... 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!
Uh, 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?
Him.
Shh! There.
It's okay. It's okay, Steven.
Ffffff!
Kkffffff!
Mommy!
Mom!
Not now, Danny.
Here you go.
What?
No. Come on, man.
Here, l-let me try.
There.
See? All it takes is a mother's touch.
Runes are a kind of early alphabet...
that originated 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.
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 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.
For years I've been convinced there must be 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.
Coincidence?
I think that's why these people,
whoever they are, are after Jamie's baby.
To make it 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!
- Oh! - 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.
And, Kara, whatever you do,
don't go back to your house.
During the autopsy we found this. It's placental fluid.
- You mean to say th... - I estimate she gave birth no more than 24 hours ago.
Then the question is, where is the baby?
I think l... 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 marvelous celebration.
People danced and they played games...
and they dressed up in costumes,
hoping to ward off the evil spirits,
especially...
the boogeyman.
What's the boogeyman?
- 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 baby-sitting 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.
- Where the hell's Barry? Let's go! - Don't get star-struck on me now.
We got a real agenda here, and Barry is gonna help us get the message out.
Hey, look.
Helloooo, Haddonfield!
- Barry! - WKNB presents...
Back Talk with Barry Simms,
- live from Haddonfield, Illinois, the home... - Barry!
of Michael Myers!
Whoopee!
Debra! I'm home!
Thanks for the dinner.
We... Come out, come out, wherever you are.
Goddammit. She actually left.
I know what's going on.
It must be... the boogeyman.
Ha! Here I come, boogeyman.
'Cause, you know, I am really scared.
What the hell? The power's off.
Tell me, kids, how's 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 boogeyman!
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...
As I was saying, we have to stop acting out of fear.
Just look at Tim's family. They live in the Myers house.
- You do? - We do?
Uh... yeah, we do. Great house.
- Hmm. I see. - Strong wood.
You mean to tell me you actually live...
in the house of the most brutal mass murderer in history?
This is The Barry Simms Show.
And when we return, we'll be comin' at you live...
from the one, the only Myers house.
How's that for a Halloween shock-fest? Woo-ahh!
- How far to your house? - Half a mile. But I don't know if my folks...
Good. I'll meet you there in five.
- What about the kids? We're supposed to throw candy. - Phone!
Relax your crack, sweetheart. Quick tootle around the old household and we'll be back.
Pull the van out back so that I can sneak out of here nice and quietly.
Oh, no. No, no, really. You're too good to me.
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.
You tell that penny-pinching whiner Mike Sarducci...
that when I get back, I'm gonna cut off his balls...
and wear 'em as earrings.
Where's the goddamn van? God!
Oh, no, I'm trottin' out for a cheeseburger.
I'm taking the show to the real Myers house...
where we should have gone in the first place!
Ten 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 about him.
Kick the audience in the face enough, and they'll lick you all over.
I'll call ya later. Bye-bye.
Where the fuck...
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 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, okay?
It freaks me out.
I'm sorry.
I was just foolin' around.
It's okay.
- Let's get the candles. - Just a minute.
Mommy, it's raining.
It's raining red.
Mommy, it's raining red.
It's raining.
It's warm.
Tommy!
Dr. Loomis, it's happening.
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 you goin'? - I gotta take a shower.
You know, to stay fresh.
Watch out for the boogeyman.
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.
Mommy?
Hold on a second, Danny.
Danny.
- 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.
I want you to listen to me. Get Tim and get out of that house now.
- Kara, what is going on? - Beth, look out! There's someone right behind you!
No!
No! Danny, no!
Danny!
Danny.
Danny?
Oh.
Danny?
- Danny? - Mommy?
It's okay.
Danny, run!
Danny?
Don't move.
Stay right there.
I'll come and get you.
The baby. Where's the baby?
Please, open the door!
Please, Tommy, help us!
Help us, please!
Get 'em upstairs! Now!
- Where's the baby? - He's gone.
- Who else knew I had the baby? - No one.
No. There had to be someone else.
- Who knew? - Nobody knew except me and...
Danny, come to me.
Danny, no.
No, please.
Careful with the girl.
Kara!
Wynn.
Mrs. Blankenship! Oh, God, hurry! We have to...
Hello, dear.
Where is she? Where's Kara?
- 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, you know that can't stop Michael. - Nothing will stop Michael.
But Wynn...
- Dr. Loomis... - You stay here.
Don't go anywhere until I come back.
Wynn. Huh.
Ah!
I was getting worried, Sam. I was afraid you wouldn't make it.
Why... now?
Because you were the first one to see it,
and you recognized its power.
- Michael? - Evil.
Pure... uncorrupted... ancient.
You...
are... a madman.
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, but you...
We're ready for you, Dr. Wynn.
Good.
Well, we'll give Dr. Loomis a little time to think about it.
Maximum security.
Kara?
Kara.
He walks amongst us, brother.
He's come back and...
he's very angry.
How does it feel to be damned?
Oh...
Oh, shit.
Tommy?
Tommy, is that you?
Kara!
- Tommy? - Kara! Kara!
I'm in here!
- Are you there? - Get back!
Tommy?
Tommy? Are you okay?
Tommy, are you okay?
Oh! Oh! Oh, God! Stop!
Oh, God! Ohhh! Ahhh!
Let go of me!
- I've never seen genetic engineering on this scale. - - Exactly.
The recombinant DNA repercussions alone make this procedure a breakthrough.
Especially the splicing instruments.
It's based on Dr. Wynn's research.
Okay, okay, okay. You can take that off now.
Halloween is over.
I want to talk to you about this research.
Will someone do a quick check on him, please?
There's Danny.
Run!
Danny, come on!
Oh, God!
Run! Come on, Danny!
God!
- The steam room! - Go ahead!
H-Help me, please! Help me! Help!
Go, go, go, go!
Fuck!
Go! Go!
Quick, in here! It locks!
Go! Go!
Mike?
You've won.
He's yours.
Uhhh!
Leave her alone!
Mommy! Mom! Mom!
Help! Mommy! Mommy!
Mommy! Mom!
- Mom! Help! - Danny!
Get in there! Go on! Get in!
Mommy!
- Come with us. - No, l-I have a...
little business to attend to here.
♪ Come and see me ♪
♪ Can't you see me ♪
♪ It's so easy ♪
♪ To believe in you ♪
♪ I believed in you ♪
♪ Your intention ♪
♪ My addiction ♪
♪ Fear no evil ♪
♪ You'll be safe in here ♪
♪ I was saved in here ♪
♪ And fools shine on ♪
♪ Where fools shine on ♪
♪ Come and see me ♪
♪ Can't you see me ♪
♪ Come and see me ♪
♪ You'll be saved in here ♪
♪ And fools shine on ♪
♪ here fools shine on ♪
♪ Yeah ♪
♪ And fools shine on ♪
♪ Where fools shine on ♪♪