[BELLS CHIMING]
[♪♪♪]
[RUMBLING]
[EXCAVATOR BEEPING]
ALL RIGHT, LET'S GET OUT OF THIS GRAVEYARD.
STARING COMPETITION.
YOU'VE NEVER WON,
AND YOU NEVER WILL.
I CAN SEE YOUR EPIDERMIS.
I CAN SEE YOUR BONES.
I CAN SEE YOUR GUTS.
I CAN SEE YOUR VERY SOUL.
THIS IS BORING.
YOU KNOW, MAYBE YOU'RE DEAD AND YOU DON'T KNOW IT.
FOLKLORE SAYS THAT GHOSTS CAN'T STAND TO BE STARED AT.
YOU SOUND LIKE A TEACHER.
ANYWAYS, THERE'S NO SUCH THING AS GHOSTS.
WELL, HOW CAN YOU BE SURE?
THIS JUNK?
I MEAN, WHO DOES RUBBINGS OF GRAVESTONES?
IT'S LIKE SOME OLD LADY HOBBY.
GRAVESTONES ARE BEAUTIFUL.
BUT WHY AM I EVEN BOTHERING EXPLAINING THIS TO YOU?
GO WATCH CARTOONS. I'M LEAVING.
MOM SAYS TO STAY AWAY FROM THAT PLACE.
THEN I GUESS IT'S A GOOD THING FOR ME
THAT MOM WORKS THE NIGHT SHIFT.
I'LL BE BACK WAY BEFORE SHE GETS HOME.
UNLESS SOME LITTLE BABY TELLS HER...
ARE THEY REALLY MOVING THOSE DEAD BODIES OUT OF THERE?
NO, THEY'RE JUST DIGGING THEM UP
SO THEY CAN GIVE THEM A BATH.
REALLY?
JEEZ.
WAIT UP.
I HOPE WE GET TO SEE SOME DEAD BODIES.
THERE'S NOT GOING TO BE ANY DEAD BODIES.
BESIDES, THEY'D BE IN COFFINS.
WHERE DO YOU THINK THEY TAKE 'EM?
I DON'T KNOW. PROBABLY ANOTHER CEMETERY.
IT'S FREEZING OUT HERE.
BETCHA CAN'T SEE MY SOUL NOW!
HEY, DEAD PEOPLE. WAKE UP!
SHUT UP. HAVE SOME RESPECT.
AWESOME! CORPSES ON THE MOVE!
THEY SHOULDN'T GO AROUND
DISTURBING PEOPLE'S FINAL RESTING PLACES.
I MEAN, THEY'RE JUST GOING TO BUILD SOME NEW MINI-MALL.
I LIKE MINI-MALLS.
BESIDES, WHAT DO THESE GUYS CARE?
THEY'RE DEAD.
I'M A DEAD MAN!
LOOK, YOU MADE ME RUIN IT.
"1906..."
SO HOW DO YOU THINK SHE DIED?
ARE YOU STILL HERE?
SHE WAS PROBABLY KILLED IN THE WAR.
WHAT WAR?
THE WAR OF 1906?
GO AWAY.
YOU ARE SUCH A GEEK.
[WIND RUSHING]
[VOICE]: I'M SO COLD...
...I'M SO COLD...
I SAID, "GO AWAY," MARK.
MARK?
YOU THINK YOU'RE FUNNY, BUT YOU'RE JUST ANNOYING...
LIKE ALWAYS.
MARK?
HELLO? ANYBODY HOME?
[MARK SCREAMS]
MARK?
MARK, YOU'D BETTER NOT BE MESSING WITH ME!
MARK?
MARK, WHERE ARE YOU?
THIS ISN'T FUNNY ANYMORE.
MARK? WHERE ARE YOU?
I'M RIGHT HERE.
I DIDN'T KNOW YOU CARED.
I DON'T, BUT MOM MIGHT.
CAN WE GO NOW?
I'M SO COLD...
FINE.
I'M SICK OF BEING HERE WITH SOMEONE SO IMMATURE.
[DOOR CREAKS OPEN]
GET OUT OF HERE, MARK! YOU'RE SO NOT FUNNY.
ARE YOU SICK OR SOMETHING? DO YOU WANT ME TO CALL MOM?
I'M SO COLD...
LOOK AT ME.
I SAID, LOOK AT ME!
[IN DEEP VOICE]: YOU HAD TO STARE, DIDN'T YOU?
YOU'RE NOT MARK.
I'M SO COLD.
CAN WE START A FIRE OR SOMETHING?
YOU'RE A GHOST...
GHOSTS ARE REAL...
AND IN MARK'S BODY...
YEAH...
MARK'S BODY. SOLID. I'M SOLID.
LOOK, GET OUT OF MY BROTHER'S BODY,
YOU EVIL SPIRIT THING!
STOP POINTING AT ME WITH YOUR FINGER,
GRUMPY TEENAGE GIRL THING.
I WANT MY BROTHER BACK!
YOU DON'T EVEN CARE ABOUT YOUR BROTHER!
I HEARD YOU IN THE GRAVEYARD.
"GO AWAY...
YOU ANNOY ME..."
ETCETERA, ETCETERA, ETCETERA.
YEAH, BUT HE'S STILL MY BROTHER.
WHAT DID YOU DO WITH HIM?
HE'S NOT COMING BACK.
GET USED TO IT.
THAT'S WHAT YOU PEOPLE GET FOR DIGGING UP GRAVEYARDS.
HE FELL IN A GRAVE.
OOPS.
SO AS LONG AS HE'S IN MY GRAVE,
I GET TO REMAIN IN THIS FORM.
YOU GOT ANY SOUP?
I'M SO COLD.
WHERE IS YOUR GRAVE?
WELL, THAT PLACE IS SO CHOCK FULL OF HOLES,
I'M NOT EVEN SURE MYSELF.
I'LL FIND IT.
IT'S DARK OUT THERE NOW.
BE CAREFUL YOU DON'T FALL INTO A GRAVE.
[CHUCKLES]
MARK!
MARK, CAN YOU HEAR ME?
[SPIRIT IN DEEP VOICE]: YOU'LL NEVER FIND HIM.
MARK!
COME ON, MARK. WHERE ARE YOU?
MARK?
[SPIRIT]: CAN'T FIND MY GRAVE?
[CHUCKLING]
MARK?
[GROANING]
[SPIRIT CHUCKLING]
MARK?
HELLO?
THIS WAY.
THERE ISN'T MUCH TIME.
YOU DO WANT TO FIND HIM, DON'T YOU?
YOU'RE A GHOST.
DON'T ACT SO SURPRISED.
LOOK AROUND...
ALL THE SPIRITS HAVE RISEN...
BUT DON'T WORRY.
WE'RE NOT ALL LIKE THAT NASTY GHOST WHO FOLLOWED YOU HOME.
SELFISH PEOPLE MAKE SELFISH SPIRITS.
BUT AS YOU CAN SEE...
I SPENT MY LIFE GIVING TO PEOPLE.
YOU'RE IN YOUR ORIGINAL BODY, THAT'S WHY YOU'RE NOT...
SOLID?
CORRECT.
YOU ARE A CLEVER GIRL.
AND I WANT TO HELP YOU.
IT'S IN MY NATURE.
YOU SEE, SWEETIE, I HAD A BROTHER, TOO.
AND HE WAS ALWAYS GETTING INTO TROUBLE...
BUT STILL, I'D DO ANYTHING FOR HIM...
SO, COME.
COME.
I WON'T HURT YOU.
LAUREN?
HURRY. THERE ISN'T MUCH TIME.
WHY ARE WE GOING OVER HERE?
YOU'RE JUST LIKE MY PATIENTS USED TO BE,
SO SURE IT WAS GOING TO HURT.
WAIT.
I DON'T WANT THE OTHER SPIRITS TO HEAR
WHAT I'M GOING TO TELL YOU...
YOU NEED TO FIND YOUR BROTHER BEFORE THE BREAK OF DAWN.
IF YOU DON'T, AND HE'S STILL IN THAT GRAVE,
HE WILL STAY THERE FOREVER,
AND THAT NASTY GHOST WILL BECOME
A PERMANENT MEMBER OF YOUR HOUSEHOLD.
YOU MEAN, MY BROTHER WILL BE...
OH, PLEASE, DON'T USE THE "D" WORD.
IT SOUNDS SO FINAL.
AH, HERE WE ARE.
THIS SHOULD BE THE PLACE.
CALL FOR HIM.
MARK?
OH, I DON'T THINK HE CAN HEARD YOU, DEAR.
A LITTLE CLOSER.
MARK?
CLOSER.
HELP ME!
HELP!
[LAUREN]: THIS IS YOUR GRAVE!
NOT ALL OF US WERE LUCKY ENOUGH
TO HAVE SOMEONE JUST DROP IN UNINVITED.
[CACKLING]
CAN'T BLAME A GHOUL FOR TRYING!
[CACKLING]
I'M SO COLD...
GIVE ME YOUR HAIR.
[SCREAMS]
GIVE ME YOUR COAT...
GIVE ME YOUR SKIN...
LAUREN?
LAUREN!
JUST GET AWAY FROM ME!
GET OUT OF MY FACE!
COME ON...
LAUREN!
WHERE ARE YOU?
MARK? I CAN HEAR YOU! KEEP SHOUTING!
LAUREN!
LAUREN?
[LAUREN SCREAMS]
[GROANS]
IT'S ALMOST DAWN.
[SCREAMS]
[LAUREN SCREAMS]
LAUREN?
[SPIRIT]: NO!
MARK!
LAUREN?
MARK, WHERE ARE YOU?
[MARK]: LAUREN?
DON'T GO!
I'M SO COLD.
I'M NOT DOING THAT AGAIN.
I'M SO COLD!
I'M SO COLD.
[ALL SPIRITS]: I'M SO COLD!
OKAY, THE SUN'S ALMOST UP
AND NOBODY'S GETTING OUT TONIGHT.
YOU'RE DEAD,
AND YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO STAY DEAD.
NOW LEAVE ME ALONE!
THERE'S STILL TIME--
SHE'S RIGHT.
WE'VE BEEN BEHAVING TERRIBLY.
WE'VE JUST BEEN SO RESTLESS SINCE THIS RELOCATION STARTED.
I WISH THERE WAS SOMETHING I COULD DO TO CHANGE THAT,
BUT SOMETIMES THINGS CHANGE.
CHANGE IS HARD WHEN YOU'RE DEAD.
AND, LOOK, I'M REALLY SORRY
I WASN'T MORE CONSIDERATE ABOUT YOUR TOMBSTONE.
THAT'S LIFE.
THANK YOU
FOR PUTTING UP WITH US.
AND TRY TO PUT UP WITH YOUR BROTHER, TOO, HMM?
MARK!
LAUREN!
MARK!
LAUREN!
WHERE ARE YOU?
I DON'T KNOW. THEY GOT ME ALL TURNED AROUND.
MARK!
POLO!
COME ON, THIS IS SERIOUS! NO TIME FOR CLOWNING!
MARCO!
POLO!
MARCO! [SCREAMS]
POLO...
POLO!
MARK!
LAUREN!
NEVER THOUGHT I'D SAY THIS, SIS,
BUT I'M ACTUALLY GLAD TO SEE YOU.
YOU'RE A MESS.
YOU SHOULD TALK.
I GUESS I TRIPPED.
IS THAT WHEN YOU LOST YOUR JACKET?
YEAH. I'M NOT GOING BACK FOR IT, THOUGH.
EVER.
LET'S GET OUT OF HERE.
[MARK]: SORRY I WAS SUCH A JERK.
THOSE RUBBINGS ARE ACTUALLY KIND OF COOL.
NAH, I'M DONE WITH THOSE...
FOR GOOD.
DON'T WORRY, MOM...
OH, YEAH, WE BOTH WOKE UP EARLY...
I GUESS 'CAUSE WE GOT A GOOD NIGHT'S SLEEP...
YEAH, SURE, MOM.
THANKS.
BYE.
LAUREN, MOM'S BRINGING HOME BREAKFAST SANDWICHES...
LAUREN?
MAN, YOU TAKE LONG SHOWERS.
STARING CONTEST!
YES! THE KID'S ON FIRE!
FIRST STARING CONTEST VICTORY EVER!
THE DAWN OF A NEW ERA!
DON'T KNOW WHAT CAME OVER ME...
I GUESS I JUST GOT A CHILL...
I DON'T KNOW WHY, BUT I'M SO COLD...