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Casper is a 1995 film.

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[Rumbling]

[Howling]                    

[Bell Clanging]                    

[Foghorn Blowing]                    

[Clanging Continues,

Creaking]                    

[Howling, Creaking

Continue]



 

                   

Okay. One picture

and we're history.                    

[Thumping]

That's what I'm afraid of.



 

                   

[Sighing]

Come on.                     

[Thumping Continues]                     

[Boy]

Oh, man, do we

have to do this?



  

                   

You want everyone

at school to think

we're chicken?



  

                   

I could live with that.

You wuss. Come on.



  

                   

[Door Creaking]



  

                   

Oh, whoa!

Oh, man!



  

                   

I-I don't see anything.

Do you?



  

                   

No, I don't

see anything.



  

                   

Let's just take the picture

and get outta here.



  

                   

Fine, fine. Here,

take the picture.



  

                   

Now, wait a minute. I gotta

be in the picture too, or no one

will believe I was here.



  

                   

Just shut up

and take the picture.

No, you take the picture.



  

                   

You take it.

You!                     

[Young Male Voice]

Guys, guys, don't fight.

I'll take the picture.                     

Say cheese.!                     

[Boys Screaming]

A ghost.!                     

[Man]

And to the Save The Dolphins

Foundation: $    million.



  

                   

To the Save The Pumas

Foundation: $ .  million.



  

                   

To the Patagonian Wasp

Salvation Fund: $ .  million.                     

To the Dyslexic

Dalmatians Foundation: ...



  

                   

To hell with the livestock.

What'd the old stiff

leave me?



  

                   

[Clearing Throat]

Um, I believe that

what the bereaved...



  

                   

is trying to express

is that the sudden death...



  

                   

of her only father has

left a great gaping void...



  

                   

in her bank...

in her life.



  

                   

Carrigan wonders what he has

left her to fill it up with.



  

                   

Hmm. Let's see.



  

                   

Bobcats, owls,                     

snakes.                     

Daughter: Carrigan.



  

                   

Whipstaff Manor in Maine.



  

                   

And?



  

                   

And I'm late for lunch,

so if you'll excuse me.



  

                   

Are you trying to tell me

that I just spent

the last two days...



  

                   

holding his clammy hand,

waiting for him to kick,



  

                   

and all I get in return

is one lousy piece of property?



  

                   

No, it was lousy    years ago.

Now it's condemned.



  

                   

Enjoy.



  

                   

Wait a minute!

This is not fair!                     

I'll contest it, then I'm gonna

drag you and every one of

those damn dolphins into court.!



  

                   

Knock yourself out.



  

                   

Dibs! This is all

your fault, as usual.



  

                   

If you would have just

forged the damn will.



  

                   

Carrigan, this is

condemned seafront property.



  

                   

Oh, Dibs!

Don't you get it?



  

                   

Flipper got more money

than me.



  

                   

Carrigan,

the deed's in there!



  

                   

Oh! Ouch!



  

                   

Ow. Ouch!                     

[Dibs Blowing,

Muttering]



  

                   

"Buccaneers

and buried gold.



  

                   

Whipstaff doth

a treasure hold."



  

                   

Treasure?

Dibs, you idiot!

Get it out!



  

                   

I knew that place was

worth something. There's

treasure in that house.



  

                   

And finally, I'm gonna

get what I deserve.



  

                   

Carrigan,

I think I need a doctor.

Oh, there's plenty in Maine.



  

                   

So... what do you think?



  

                   

I think you're

gonna get wet.



  

                   

[Gate Creaking]

[Grunting]                     

[Car Engine Rewing]



  

                   

Hey! Wait!

Carrigan!



  

                   

Carrigan!

[Thunder Rumbling]



  

                   

[Door Slamming,

Creaking]



  

                   

Dibs, light, light!



  

                   

What a dump.                     

[Thunder Rumbling]

[Dibs]

Wow. Wow.!



  

                   

This place is fabulous.

You could just do

so much with it.



  

                   

I mean, it's

a bit spooky.

Dibs.



  

                   

Aaah! Aaah!

[Blowing]                     

[Young Male Voice]

Hello.

Huh?



  

                   

[Whispering]

Who is it?

Who is it?                     

Afraid I can't

answer that.



  

                   

[Whispering]

Why not?

Why not?                     

It's kind ofhard

to explain. Uh...



  

                   

Is he the caretaker?

Are you the caretaker?                     

No.!

[Whispering]

Is he a transient?



  

                   

Is he...

Are you a transient?

No, not exactly.



  

                   

Tell him

to show himself.

Show yourself!                     

Here's the thing.

If I do, don't scream, okay?                     

I get that a lot.



  

                   

Are you a burglar?

I must warn you

that I am armed.                     

[Phone Ringing]

Hello?



  

                   

Listen!

Cut the crap, okay?



  

                   

If you don't show yourself,

I'm gonna have you arrested

for trespassing!                     

Okay, okay.

Geez, calm down, lady.

Here I come.!



  

                   

Hi! I'm Casper!



  

                   

[Screaming]



  

                   

You shouldn't do that

or you'll wake up...                     

[Rumbling]

Too late.



  

                   

[Screaming]

[Howling]



   

                   

[Shrieking, Howling]



   

                   

[Screaming]



   

                   

[Muttering

Hysterically]



   

                   

[Muttering Continues]



   

                   

[Engine Starting]                      

[Voices Cackling, Laughing]



   

                   

So tell me,

you have experience?



   

                   

I have-a quite a bit

of experience.



   

                   

Not, you know,

like, exactly doin' it.



   

                   

But I've studied it,

and I've talked to people

who have done it.



   

                   

I've-a seen videos,

and I feel very confident

with-a my knowledge...



   

                   

I could do it,

no problem.



   

                   

Then you can

handle this?

It's-a no problem.



   

                   

It's-a like no problem

whatsoever. Piece of cake.

Piece of crumb cake.                      

[Door Creaking]                      

[Thudding, Cracking,

Cackling]                      

[Cackling Continues]



   

                   

Well?

How did it go?



   

                   

Oh, it was-a fine.

Was, uh, no problem.

Piece of cake.                      

[Cackling Heinously]                      

[Crashing]



   

                   

Who you gonna call?

[Cackling Continues]



   

                   

Someone else.



   

                   

What do we do now?



   

                   

What do I usually do

when something stands

in my way?                      

[Men Chattering,

Machinery Whirring]



   

                   

[Beeping]                      

[Man]

Check those fuses.!



   

                   

Um, are you sure

we're not going

a tad overboard here?



   

                   

Dibs, I have huffed and puffed.

Now I want to rip

this place down.



   

                   

I want my treasure.

They can't haunt a pile

of rubble, for Christ's sake.                      

[Cackling Heinously]                      

[Crashing, Cackling]

[Carrigan]

People, people, please.!



   

                   

You're sweaty

male construction types,

for Christ's sake!



   

                   

Dibs, do something.

[Men Shouting]                      

[Crashing]



   

                   

[Panicked Shouting]



   

                   

Charlie, quick, keep runnin'!

Don't look back!

Run, Charlie, run!                      

[Casper]

Wait, wait. They were

just kidding. Honest.!



   

                   

Oh, every time.

All I want's a friend.



   

                   

Did you ever feel the way

Priscilla Cow felt?



   

                   

That you'd like to be

completely different?



   

                   

Almost everybody feels

like that once in a while.



   

                   

But most of the time,

I hope you can be glad

to be yourself.



   

                   

That's really

something to celebrate.



   

                   

[Static]



   

                   

[Screaming]

A g-g-ghost!



   

                   

More on the Pentagon playboys

as the story unfolds, but now:



   

                   

Step aside, Sigmund Freud.

Jump back, Joyce Brothers.



   

                   

It's Dr. James Harvey,

therapist to the dead?



   

                   

[Murphy]

Are you depressed, anxious?



   

                   

Are you lonely?

Do you need someone to talk to?



   

                   

No problem,

if you're a ghost.



   

                   

[Man]

You can call them ghosts,

if you like, or as I prefer,



   

                   

the living impaired.



   

                   

But the bottom line is,

they need help sometimes.



   

                   

Just like the rest of us.



   

                   

[Murphy]

After the sudden, unexpected

death of his wife Amelia,



   

                   

Dr. Harvey gave up

conventional psychiatry and,

some say, conventional sanity.



   

                   

Now, along with his

loner daughter, Kat...

short for Kathy...



   

                   

Doc Harvey travels from

town to town, searching

for paranoid poltergeists,



   

                   

scared specters,

the depressed and the dead.



   

                   

[Man]

How do you feel about what

your father does for a living?



   

                   

Could you please

not ask me any questions?



   

                   

Do you believe

in ghosts? Ever seen one?

Does your father ever hurt you?



   

                   

He's my father.

Could you just talk to us?



   

                   

Look, it's the first day of school.



   

                   

I'm sure I'm gonna have homework,

so would you please?



   

                   

[Gasps]

Carrigan.



   

                   

[Electricity Crackling]                      

[Carrigan]

What part don't

you understand?



   

                   

[Murphy]

But who is this man...



   

                   

No, not "I ate fish."

I hate fish.

Don't you have cows here?



   

                   

Listen, I have had

a long and trying day.



   

                   

Do you think you could bring me

a pint of Haagen-Dazs ice cream,

rum raisin, and a Diet Pepsi?



   

                   

Think you can handle that?                      

[TV: Indistinct]



   

                   

Now you want me to hold.

Fine.



   

                   

[Dr. Harvey]

With therapy, they can

begin to process this pain.



   

                   

They can pack up

their emotional baggage,

and they can move on.



   

                   

My Harry passed away

five years ago,



   

                   

but he was so miserable,

his spirit wouldn't leave

the apartment.



   

                   

So I called Dr. Harvey.

He came over.



   

                   

And in a few weeks,

Harry left, smiling.                      

[Dr. Harvey]

The living impaired

are known for haunting us.                      

My question is,

what's haunting them?



   

                   

It's a lack of resolution.



   

                   

Ghosts are simply spirits

without resolution,

with unfinished business.



   

                   

It's my job to find out

what that is.                      

And so Dr. Harvey continues

his work, dragging his daughter

along for the ride.



   

                   

This week they're in Santa Fe.

But next week? Boo knows?                      

Now, from the ghost shrink

to shrinking thighs.

Yes, I'm still here.                      

The miracle fat cream

experiment, next.

Get me Santa Fe.



   
   
                      

****["That's Life"]                      

[Frank Sinatra]

** That's life **



   
   
                      

* That's life *

[Backup Singers]

** That's life **



   
   
                      

[Together]

* That's what
   
   all the people say *
   
   
   
      
   
                      

* You're ridin' high in April

shot down in... **                      

[Radio Off]



   

                   

Oh, honey, I'm sorry

about your Cactus Spooners.

Crooners.



   

                   

I don't care what they said.

You are not demented.



   

                   

You're a picture

of mental health.

They were talking about you.



   

                   

Try explaining

afterlife therapy to

a bunch of junior high kids.



   

                   

Some people go through life

never questioning the norm.



   

                   

But you and I, we're doing

something extraordinary

with our lives.



   

                   

No, we aren't doing anything.



   

                   

You're the one who's been

packing up my stuff and

moving me around the country.



   

                   

In two years, I have been

to nine different schools.



   

                   

I have eaten in nine

different cafeterias.



   

                   

I can't even

remember anyone's name.



   

                   

For once, I would

just like to be...



   

                   

in one place long enough

to make a friend.



   

                   

Honey, you will.



   

                   

I mean, come on.

We're movin' to

Friendship, Maine.



   

                   

Even I might make one.

You better, Dad.



   

                   

'Cause a single guy your age

is more likely to become

a bank hostage...



   

                   

than to make new friends.



   

                   

[Chuckling]

You sound like your mother.



   

                   

You're not gonna find her.



   

                   

Mom's not a ghost, Dad.



   

                   

Oh, yes, she is.

She has unfinished business.



   

                   

There's no such thing

as ghosts.



   

                   

[Tires Screeching]



   

                   

I'll tell you what.

You go with me

this one last time.



   

                   

If I don't find what

I'm looking for, it's over.



   

                   

No more moving,

no more ghost mining.



   

                   

You promise?



   

                   

I promise.



   

                   

Deal.



   

                   

Deal.



   

                   

[Car Rattling,

Tires Screeching]



   

                   

[Boat Horn Blowing]                      

[Creaking]                      

[Crow Cawing]



   

                   

Wow! It's not

so bad, huh?



   

                   

If you're Stephen King.                      

[Car Approaching,

Horn Honking]



   

                   

Dr. Harvey, hello.

I'm Carrigan Crittenden.



   

                   

And this is Dibs.

Hello.



   

                   

I'm a close,

personal friend.



   

                   

Ah. [Chuckles]

And this is my daughter, Kat.



   

                   

His close,

personal daughter.



   

                   

How nice to meet you,

Kat.

Very nice to meet you.



   

                   

You have

a beautiful daughter.

Very beautiful.



   

                   

I can't tell you

how happy we are

you could come to Whipstaff.



   

                   

Very happy.

The both of us.



   

                   

You're kind of

hurting my face.



   

                   

Sorry. Now, Dr. Harvey,                      

exactly what time frame

are you looking at?



   

                   

Tell me you go

in the house and spray

and that's it.



   

                   

Pssssst!

No, no, no.



   

                   

As with a traditional

psychological cure, it can

take weeks or years for...



   

                   

Excuse me. You didn't

just say the word "years,"

did you?



   

                   

It's conceivable.

No, it isn't.



   

                   

- Days is conceivable.

Weeks, maybe.

- Possibly.



   

                   

- Months? No.

Years? Forget it!

- Forget it.



   

                   

Dibs, check.



   

                   

Get the bouquet.

Now, Dr. Harvey.



   

                   

I will be watching you

very closely.



   

                   

[Water Sloshing]



   

                   

These are for you!

Have a lovely night.                      

[Door Opening, Creaking]                      

[Door Closing]



   

                   

Wow.



   

                   

It's her. She's here.

She's in my house. I did it!



   

                   

What if she likes me?

What if she doesn't?



   

                   

Hi, I'm Casper.

I'm a ghost?



   

                   

No, that's total disaster. Oh!



   

                   

Yo, I'm Casper.

So, give me four.



   

                   

Oh, God,

I'd kill for a pinky.                      

[Electricity Crackling]



   

                   

Huh? See?

That was easy.



   

                   

Yeah. These should hold for now,

but we ought to get a box

of    amps in the morning.



   

                   

Oh, uh,

right, yeah.



   

                   

Uh, twenties

should be fine.



   

                   

All right, I'm gonna

go find a room, Dad.



   

                   

You gonna be

all right alone?



   

                   

Hey, if I'm not

back in ten days,

send a search party.                      

[Door Creaking]



   

                   

[Light Switch Clicking]                      

"Stretch, "                      

"Fatso':                      

And "Stinkie"?



   

                   

[Chuckles]

Man, they had cruel parents.



   

                   

Wonder where

Doc and Dopey sleep.



   

                   

[Clicking]

[Creaking]



   

                   

[Chuckles]

Dad! I found my room.



   

                   

There's a girl...

on my bed. Yes!                      

[Thumping]



   

                   

[Grunting]

Hey, space master.



   

                   

In here.

Oh.                      

It's very scary.



   

                   

Have you seen

any surprises yet?



   

                   

Please. This is

the deadest place yet.



   

                   

Oh, this is

a nice room.



   

                   

Yeah, right. This place

is a freak's holiday.



   

                   

Hi... Ooh! Ooh!



   

                   

Oh.

Oh.



   

                   

Mom belongs over here.



   

                   

Hey, how about

if I help you unpack?



   

                   

Why bother?

We'll just be repacking

in two weeks anyway, right?



   

                   

[Groaning]



   

                   

I'm kidding, I'm kidding.

This place is... fine.



   

                   

Good. Night, Bucket.



   

                   

Night, Dad.



   

                   

We're gonna be glad we came.

You watch.



   

                   

Wh... Whoa!



   

                   

[Grunting]



   

                   

Ooh, ooh!



   

                   

[Grunting, Groaning]



   

                   

[Sighing Wearily]



   

                   

Uh...



   

                   

I... No.



   

                   

[Sniffing]



   

                   

I...

[Muffled]



   

                   

Uh...

[Nervous Chuckle]

Uh... Hi?                      

[Thudding]

Oh, man!



   

                   

Perfect first impression.

What a jerk.



   

                   

[Water Sloshing]



   

                   

Better?



   

                   

[Screaming]



   

                   

[Screaming]

[Shouting]

Honey?



   

                   

Hon... Honey?

Honey, what?



   

                   

Dad, Dad,

I saw a ghost!



   

                   

It was a real ghost.

It was a real, live ghost.

Slow down. What?



   

                   

I saw a ghost.

It had a head, and it was round,

and it was white and see-through.



   

                   

Honey, wait.

Now maybe...

Dad, please.



   

                   

Do not think I'm as crazy

as I thought you were.

I promise.



   

                   

No, no, no.

But remember, ghosts

can't hurt you, okay?



   

                   

They're simply spirits

with unfinished business.



   

                   

Let's just see

about this ghost.



   

                   

Come here. Come on.



   

                   

Check here. Oop, see?

No ghost there.



   

                   

Now we can check over here.



   

                   

Nope.



   

                   

Oh! No, there's

no ghost in there.



   

                   

We can even check over here.



   

                   

There. See?



   

                   

Pleasure to meet you, sir.



   

                   

[Screaming]



   

                   

[Panting]

Dad!

Put me down!



   

                   

This is insane.

What are you doing?



   

                   

I can walk, you know?                      

Oh, my God,

this is big.                      

Um, Dad?

What?                      

We're in a closet.



   

                   

Right. Now, I want you

to stay in here...



   

                   

no matter what

you hear, okay?



   

                   

Okay.

Okay.



   

                   

Wait.

What?



   

                   

Dad, I'm sorry.

For what?



   

                   

For not believing you.

For thinking you were

a total loser.



   

                   

Aw, honey...

Apologize later.



   

                   

Blew it, blew it,

blew it, blew it...                      

[Voices Cackling]

Yee-haw.!

Uh-oh, it's them.



   

                   

[Cackling]

Here they come!



   

                   

Yee-haw!



   

                   

Man, oh, man,

them ponies run faster

when we go down to Belmont.



   

                   

[Kissing Sound]

Here, Flicka.

Bleaaugh!



   

                   

Hey, guys.

Have fun?



   

                   

Oh, look, it's Casper.

Casper.



   

                   

You know on a scale

of one to ten...

ten being fun,



   

                   

and one being you...

yeah, we had fun.                      

[Horse Whinnying]

Giddyup there.



   
   
                      

Say, bulbhead, why ain't you

inside doin' your chores?



   
   
                      

Yeah, where's dinner?

I'm starvin'.

I'm wastin' away.



   
   
                      

I know. How about you guys

relax out here, and tonight

we'll eat al fresco?



   
   
                      

Hey, sounds great.

Who's that?



   
   
                      

Short sheet, you wouldn't

be trying to keep us

outta the house, would ya?



   
   
                      

No! No!

I can see right through

that bulbous head of yours.



   
   
                      

It's just such

a lovely night.



   
   
                      

I thought we'd

have fun eating

under the harvest moon.



   
   
                      

* Shine on *
   
   ** [Accordion]
   
   
   
      
   
                      

* Shine on, harvest moon

Up in the sky **



   
   
                      

Aaah!

[Cackling]

Bye-bye.!                      

[Cackling Continues]



   

                   

Hey, hold it.

[Sniffing]



   

                   

Hey, Fatso,

you smell somethin'?

[Sniffs] Yeah!



   

                   

No, besides him.

[Dr. Harvey]

Hello?



   

                   

[Together]

Huh? Hey!                      

[Dr. Harvey]

Hello?                      

Hello?                      

No need to be afraid.



   

                   

The idea, don't be afraid.



   

                   

I'd like to make contact

with you, but just one

little thing, please.



   

                   

Don't pop out from under a rug

or through a keyhole.

No spooking.



   

                   

Let's get beyond that.

I would like to approach you.



   

                   

Now, I'm coming

in the room now.



   

                   

I'm in, in the room.                      

[Floorboards Creaking]

Can ya deal with that?                      

[Ghostly Trio]

Can you?

[Snarling]



   

                   

[Cackling]

[Thudding]



   

                   

Dive!

Dive!



   

                   

Dive! Huh?

[Straining]                      

Dad.!



   

                   

Dad?



   

                   

I'm gonna kill you,



   

                   

your mama and all her

bridge-playin' friends.



   

                   

You think you got it tough?

I got a face-lift. There was

one just like it underneath.



   

                   

Hmph? Hmph?



   

                   

Aaah!



   

                   

Aah! Aah-aah!



   

                   

Aaah!                      

[Lion Roaring]



   

                   

Aah!                      

Dad? Dad?

[Screams]



   

                   

Hey, boys, we got

a closet case here.                      

[Train Engine Chugging,

Whistle Blowing]                      

[Train Engine Chugging,

Whistle Blowing Continue]



   

                   

Smell-o-gram.

[Blowing]



   

                   

[Screaming, Groaning]                      

[Stretch]

Sushi, anyone?

California roll coming up.



   

                   

Oh, whoa, whoa, whoa!



   

                   

[Together]

All for one, and one for all!



   

                   

Catch your pants

before they fall.



   

                   

On the runway now,

we have Dr. James Harvey,

wearing smashing underwear.



   

                   

Marky Mark he's not!



   

                   

[Roaring]



   

                   

[Sighing, Gasping]



   

                   

[Cackling]

You are good.



   

                   

Oh, stop. It's you.

Are we scary or what?                      

[Cackling]

Aiii-ya!



   

                   

Oh, and it looks as if

we're gonna go into

sudden death overtime.



   

                   

[Cackling]



   

                   

Anybody for

a little shish ka-doc?

I am!



   

                   

Hah!

[Grunting]



   

                   

[Grunting]



   

                   

Yeow!



   

                   

[Both]

Ha-ha!                      

En garde.!

Ha, ha!



   

                   

Kitchie-koo!

[Grunting]



   

                   

[Grunting]

[Laughing]



   

                   

[Grunts]



   

                   

[Groans]



   

                   

Who do you think you are,

defiling our domicile, huh?



   

                   

Dr. James... Harvey,

your... therapist.



   

                   

Dad? Dad?



   

                   

[Grunting]



   

                   

Are you okay?

[Gasping]                      

[Kat Screaming]

[Grunting]



   

                   

[Growls]

[Handles Clashing]



   

                   

Dad?



   

                   

Dad?



   

                   

Yaa!

[Snarling]



   

                   

[Shrieks]



   

                   

[Nervous Chuckle,

Blowing]                      

[Cackling]

He's down for the count.                      

The winner...

by a clean stink-out.!



   

                   

Ha!

[Gasps]



   

                   

Get back.

What the hell

is that thing?



   

                   

[Whirring]



   

                   

- Ha, ha!

- [Gasping]



   

                   

Not the nose!



   

                   

I'm bein' hosed!



   

                   

No, no, no, no, no!

[Screaming]



   

                   

Th-Th-This sucks!                      

[Whirring Stops]

Dad?



   

                   

Are you okay?



   

                   

Oh, I'm fine.

Why don't we go,

uh, regroup?                      

Get your hand

out of my mouth.!                      

Oh, man, who let one?

Well, who do you think?                      

Who's got their

pointy head in my...

That's not my head.                      

You know, fellows, we're

never this close anymore.



   

                   

[Motor Revving,

Whirring]



   

                   

[Revving, Whirring]



   

                   

Morning!



   

                   

Oh, no, please don't scream.

I-I promise I won't hurt you.



   

                   

I'm a ghost, yes, I admit it.

But I'm a friendly ghost.

You have to trust me.



   

                   

If you scream,

you'll wake up my uncles,

and they get awfully cranky.



   

                   

I'm gonna

let you go now, okay?



   

                   

You're so cold.



   

                   

Yeah, but it saves

on the heating bill. Ha!                      

Come on.



   

                   

It's okay.



   

                   

I can see

right through you.



   

                   

Kind of happens

when you don't have any skin.

[Chuckles]



   

                   

Wh... What are you made of?



   

                   

Well, you know that

tingling feeling when

your foot falls asleep?



   

                   

I think

I'm made of that.

[Bell Dings]



   

                   

[Dings]

[Clucking]



   

                   

Um, sunny-side up

kind of makes me yak.



   

                   

No problem.



   

                   

So, can you go invisible?



   

                   

Ha, ha.

That one's easy.



   

                   

It's fresh.



   

                   

Go ahead.



   

                   

I've never

done this before.

Me neither.



   

                   

Can you hurt me?

N-No.



   

                   

Can I hurt you?

No.



   

                   

Cool.                      

[Floorboards Creaking]



   

                   

Morning, Dr. Harvey.

Uh, some breakfast?



   

                   

Uh, hmph. Uh...



   

                   

Well, uh, yeah.



   

                   

Honey? You okay?



   

                   

Good.



   

                   

How about a paper?

The New York Times?

TheJournal?                      

Hong Kong Press?

Sure.



   

                   

[Snapping Fingers]

Comin' at ya.



   

                   

Well...

[Nervous Chuckle]

Hope you're hungry.                      

[Whirring, Dishes Rattling]



   
   
                      

****[Instrumental:

"The Ride of the Valkyries"]



   
   
                      

****[Ghostly Trio Humming

"The Ride of The Valkyries"]



   
   
                      

* Da, da-da-da, da

Da, da-da-da, da *



   
   
                      

* Da, da-da-da, da

Da, da-da-da, da **                      

[Cackling]



   

                   

[Inhaling]

I love the smell

of fleshies in the morning.



   

                   

[Hissing]



   

                   

I'm melting!

I'm melting!



   

                   

Auntie Phlegm!

Auntie Phlegm!                      

Oh, what a world.!



   

                   

What a world!

[Groaning]



   

                   

They're gone.

What happened?



   

                   

They must have

crossed over.



   

                   

- [Rattling]

- [Gasping]



   

                   

[Glass Clattering]



   

                   

Don't think so!

Guess again, bonebag!



   

                   

Fellas, good morning.



   

                   

Casper!



   

                   

How dare you serve

these air-sucking intruders

before us.



   

                   

I was just...

Give me...



   

                   

[Screaming]

My meal!



   

                   

Okay, okay.



   

                   

Mmm!

Mmm!

[Slurping]



   

                   

Mmm!

[Cackling]                      

[Fatso]

I feel like Oprah

on hiatus.                      

[Stretch]

You look like

Oprah on hiatus.



   

                   

[Gobbling]

Ketchup, please.



   

                   

Yum, yum! Yum!



   

                   

You know what the problem is?

Casper's got no respect for us.



   

                   

After all we've done

for the little glowworm.



   

                   

Yeah. What the hell do you

think you're doin', bulbhead?                      

This floor used to be

dirty enough to eat off of.



   

                   

But we have company.

Oh, yeah?



   

                   

Well, company loves misery.

Boom!



   

                   

[Cackling, Cheering]



   

                   

You guys are disgusting,

obnoxious creeps.



   

                   

[Together]

Thank you!



   

                   

What's your problem?

He's just cleaning the floor.



   

                   

Shut up, skinbag.

Piss off.



   

                   

Take a hike.

Get a grave.



   

                   

Honey!

You've got the school thing.

You don't wanna be late.                      

[Ghosts Mimicking]

"Don't wanna be late. "

Drop dead!



   

                   

- It's too late.!

[Cackling]

- You'll have a lot of fun.



   

                   

I know you will!



   

                   

[Smacking Lips]



   

                   

All right, guys.



   

                   

We've obviously gotten off

on the wrong foot here.



   

                   

Now, you know and I know

that you really shouldn't be here.



   

                   

So I'll tell you what.



   

                   

Why don't you go ahead

and finish your meal...



   

                   

and we can meet in my office and

start the process of crossing over.



   

                   

What do you say?                      

[Cackling]



   

                   

Well, it's your hour.



   

                   

[Bike Bell Ringing]

Watch it!



   

                   

Hey, Amber!

Wait up!                      

[Children Chattering,

Bell Ringing]                      

[Girl]

Hey, you guys.

[Bike Bell Ringing]



   

                   

[Boy]

Whoa!

[Boy] Whoa!                      

[Children Chattering]



   

                   

Had that locker

last year.



   

                   

Thanks.



   

                   

My name's Vic.



   

                   

[Nervous Chuckle]

Kat.                      

[Locker Slamming]

Coming, Vic?                      

[Man]

Okay, gang, let's settle down.



   

                   

Put a lid on it!

Ow!



   

                   

Okay, I've got a couple

of announcements to make.



   

                   

First,



   

                   

the asbestos removal

from the gym is taking

longer than planned.



   

                   

We're gonna have to push back

the Halloween dance

by a couple of months.



   

                   

[Groaning, Murmuring]



   

                   

Well, as most of you know,

my parents have finished

the new boathouse.



   

                   

So I'm sure it'd be no problem

having the party at my place.                      

[Teacher]

Great.!



   

                   

That's done. Secondly,

we have a new student today.



   

                   

I'd like you all to meet

Harvey Kathleen.



   

                   

[Students Laughing]



   

                   

Would you like to come up

and say hi to everyone for me?



   

                   

[Students Murmuring]



   

                   

Harvey.

[Students Laughing]                      

[Laughing Continues]                      

So, why don't you tell us

something special about

yourself, Kathleen?



   

                   

Um, well, it's Kat.



   

                   

[Meowing]

[Students Laughing]



   

                   

And, um, I guess

I just moved here...                      

with my dad

from Santa Fe.



   

                   

And Friendship seems

like a pretty friendly place.



   

                   

[Snoring]                      

[Teacher]

So where are you guys living?                      

[Amber]

In outer space?                      

[Students Laughing]

No. Whipstaff?



   

                   

You've heard of it?



   

                   

You actually live there?                      

[Kat]

I know it looks kind of funky

and stuff from the outside.



   

                   

But, I mean, I don't know...

Inside it's kind of cool.



   

                   

Well, yeah,

if you drink blood.



   

                   

Mr. Curtis, check this.

We're dead for

the Halloween dance, right?



   

                   

This girl has a seriously,

seriously creepy house

with room to spare.



   

                   

I thought we were

having the party

at my place.



   

                   

Oh? Okay,

we'll take a vote.



   

                   

Whoever wants the party

at my house, raise your hand.



   

                   

Whipstaff?

[Students]

Yeah.!



   

                   

[Ringing]



   

                   

Oh!



   

                   

Johns Hopkins University?

Very impressive.                      

Very. Pull.!



   

                   

[Gunshot]                      

Pow.!                      

[Cackling]

Pull.!



   

                   

Not... this one.

Thank you, gentlemen.



   

                   

Hey, what a dish, Doc!

The little missus perhaps?



   

                   

Hubba, hubba!

[Howling]



   

                   

Fatso, you animal.

She available, Doc?



   

                   

She's my wife Amelia.

She's deceased.

Even better.



   

                   

But... we're not here

to talk about me.



   

                   

See? Now don't

you feel just awful?

I was just goofin'.



   

                   

Don't be goofin' on Amelia.

She's as nice a person

as they come.                      

[Stretch]

She's always treated you right,

huh, Stinkie?                      

I got no complaints.

She's always been

an angel to me.



   

                   

Wait a minute.

What are you saying?                      

I'm sayin:

She's a peach.                      

None better. Why?

You've actually seen her?



   

                   

You think I'm blind?

Of course I've seen her.



   

                   

Who hasn't?

You're not lookin' for her,

are ya, Doc?



   

                   

Well, that's not really

the focus of our sessions

here, is it?



   

                   

But as long as

you raised the issue,



   

                   

you wouldn't have a way...



   

                   

of contacting others

like yourselves, would you?



   

                   

[Together]

Hmm?



   

                   

I didn't think so.



   

                   

Now, that's not generally

allowed there, Doc.                      

[Stretch]

Ya gotta go

through channels.



   

                   

Paperwork.

Red tape.



   

                   

A holy mess, you know?

But for you?



   

                   

I don't know.

Maybe we could work

somethin' out.



   

                   

You keep that ghoul

Crittenden off our backs,



   

                   

and I'd say we got

a deal, right, boys?



   

                   

[Together]

Mm-hmm!



   

                   

Deal?

Deal.



   

                   

Fatso, you know

where Amelia floats.

Go!



   

                   

It's that easy, huh?



   

                   

We got a ghost-to-ghost

network.



   

                   

We share haunting stories.

We throw parties.



   

                   

The parties are always

pretty dead, though.                      

[Knocking Three Times

Slowly]



   

                   

That was fast.                      

I... I think

it's for you, Doc.



   
   
                      

[Together]

Go.



   
   
                      

Amelia?



   
   
                      

My man!



   
   
                      

[Kissing Sound]



   
   
                      

Hmm.

[Cackling]



   
   
                      

Vic?



   
   
                      

What are you do...

I mean, hi.



   
   
                      

Can I come in?



   
   
                      

Uh, no, no.



   
   
                      

It's so much nicer

out here...



   
   
                      

in the flesh...

fresh air.



   
   
                      

So did ya ask your dad

about the party?



   
   
                      

Y-Yeah, yeah. He, um,

kind of hit the ceiling,



   
   
                      

but, um, I think

it's gonna be okay.



   
   
                      

Cool. So, listen,

if you're not hooked up

with anybody else,



   
   
                      

you wanna...

I don't know... hang out

with me at the party?



   
   
                      

I'd love to.



   
   
                      

All right, cool.

All right, see ya.



   
   
                      

Okay.



   
   
                      

Yes!

[Nervous Chuckle]



   
   
                      

[Door Creaking]



   
   
                      

Well, did you ask her?

Yeah.



   
   
                      

And she actually

believed you?



   
   
                      

This really bites.

No, it's absolutely perfect.



   
   
                      

Hey!



   
   
                      

****[Music Box]



   

                   

See? I'm a good dancer.

Whoa!



   

                   

[Music Stops]



   

                   

Don't need a costume.



   

                   

I'm always the life

of the party.

[Party Favors Blowing]



   

                   

Casper, listen.

I know you want to go.



   

                   

Come on. We'd have

a great time together.



   

                   

Casper, I have a date.



   

                   

What's this Vic guy got

that I don't, huh?



   

                   

A pulse?

Big fleshy deal.



   

                   

A tan.

Very bad for your skin.



   

                   

How about a reflection?



   

                   

Okay, okay,

but can he do this?



   

                   

[Mimics Arnold Schwarzenegger]

Come with me if you want to live.



   

                   

Casper?

[Grunting]



   

                   

Casper! No! Don't!



   

                   

Casper, no!

Casper, no! No, no, no, no!                      

[Screaming]



   

                   

Casper, no. Oh, my God!

High! This is very high!



   

                   

Casper! Casper!



   

                   

Casper,

this is beautiful.



   

                   

I come here every night.



   

                   

Alone?

Mm-hmm.



   

                   

What were you like

when you were alive?



   

                   

I was... I was...



   

                   

I don't remember.



   

                   

You don't remember

anything from your life?



   

                   

No.



   

                   

So... Nothing?



   

                   

No.



   

                   

You don't remember

what school you went to,

how old you were?



   

                   

Your favorite song?



   

                   

What about your dad?

Hm-mmm.



   

                   

Not even your mom?



   

                   

Is that bad?

No.



   

                   

It's just kind of sad.



   

                   

I wonder why you

don't remember anything.



   

                   

Hmm? Guess 'cause

when you're a ghost,



   

                   

life doesn't matter

that much anymore.



   

                   

So you forget.



   

                   

Sometimes I worry

that I'm trying to forget.



   

                   

Forget what?



   

                   

My mom.

Just certain things.



   

                   

The sound of her making

breakfast downstairs.



   

                   

The way she put on

her lipstick...



   

                   

so carefully.



   

                   

I do remember...

she always used Ivory soap.



   

                   

And when she'd hug me,

I'd breathe her in...



   

                   

so deep.



   

                   

And I remember,

before I'd go to sleep,



   

                   

she'd whisper in my ear,

"Stardust in the eyes,



   

                   

rosy cheeks and a happy girl

in the morning."



   

                   

Casper?



   

                   

Hmm?



   

                   

If my mom's a ghost,

did she forget about me?



   

                   

No, she'd

never forget you.



   

                   

Kat?

Mm-hmm?



   

                   

If I were alive, would you go to

the Halloween dance with me?



   

                   

Mm-hmm.



   

                   

Kat?

Hmm?



   

                   

Can I keep you?

Mm-hmm.



   

                   

Casper, close the window.

It's cold.                      

[Birds Twittering]



   

                   

Hey, Dad!



   

                   

Found your Visa card.



   

                   

Where was it?

Um, in your wallet.



   

                   

Maybe I could use it to buy

this perfect costume I saw

in a store downtown.



   

                   

You always

made your costume.

No, Mom did.



   

                   

I think I could come up

with something pretty good.



   

                   

Why don't we roll you

in aluminum foil, and you

could go as a leftover?



   

                   

[Muttering]



   

                   

Don't worry.

You always look cute.



   

                   

I don't wanna look cute.

Cute's like when

you're nine years old...



   

                   

and you've got papier-mache

around your head.



   

                   

I want to look... nice.

Mm-hmm.



   

                   

Like... Like date nice.



   

                   

Really? Uh...



   

                   

Honey, I think maybe

it's time that we...                      

sat down and...

It's a little late

for that, Dad.



   

                   

- How late?

- Oh, don't worry.

Not that late.



   

                   

Oh, good.



   

                   

You know that I would love

to buy you everything you wanted.



   

                   

But until Miss Crittenden

pays me, that thing

is pretty worthless.



   

                   

Oh, well, that's okay.

Don't worry about it.



   

                   

I'm sure I can come up

with something perfect

for the party.                      

[Ghostly Trio]

**It's my party and

I'll die if I want to **



   
   
                      

**Die if I want to **

[Cackling]



   

                   

Dad, please,

whatever you do,



   

                   

don't let those guys

crash it.



   

                   

Oh, no, I think they're actually

getting to be quite focused now.                      

[Cackling]



   
   
                      

** You will die too

when it happens to you **



   
   
                      

**Da, da, da-da, da, da ****

[Cackling]                      

[Fatso]

Big finish.!                      

[Stretch]

Scream or sugar?                      

[Cackling]                      

[Stretch, German Accent]

Vell, vell, ze patient

has finally arrived.



   

                   

Late again, I see.



   

                   

Could this be an expression

of hostility, Doc?                      

[Cackling]

[Fatso]

It's your hour, Freud.



   

                   

What? So silent?

No pearls of wisdom

today, Doc?



   

                   

Come on, Doc.

Stay tough. Don't stop.



   

                   

Come on, Doc.

Hang with us homeboys.



   

                   

Hey, wait a second.

What?



   

                   

You ain't thinkin'

about packin' it in now,

are ya, Doc?



   

                   

We were just startin'

to have fun.



   

                   

It ain't often we meet

a bonebag as amusin' as you.



   

                   

Boys, this is serious.

I think the doc is havin'

one of them fleshy breakdowns.                      

[Stinkie]

Time for drastic measures.



   

                   

Think we should break

into a song?

No!



   

                   

It's time we gave the doc

our own prescription.



   

                   

What about the party?

The party will have to wait.



   

                   

Are you thinkin'

what I'm thinkin'?

Gentlemen?



   

                   

Happy hour!

Happy hour!

Happy hour.



   

                   

Whoop...

Yee-haw!                      

[Ghostly Trio]

**Ninety-nine bottles ofbeer

on the wall **



   
   
                      

**Ninety-nine bottles ofbeer ****

[Fatso]

Just the dead guys.!



   

                   

This is an outrage.

This is appalling.



   

                   

You pay a man to get

the ghosts out of the house,

and what does he do?



   

                   

He gets the ghosts

out of the house.

Exactly.



   

                   

It's about time.



   

                   

Ohh!

Look familiar?



   

                   

This is...



   

                   

This is...



   

                   

And...



   

                   

I know this.



   

                   

I had five fingers.



   

                   

I remember!                      

[Train Whistle Blowing]

Hootie!



   

                   

[Whistle Blowing]

Chugga-chugga,

chugga-chugga.



   

                   

And wait!



   

                   

[Thud]



   

                   

Check it out.                      

Hands up, Kat.



   

                   

Oh, wow.

It was my mom's.



   

                   

[Sighs]



   

                   

Can I...

Go ahead.



   

                   

Oh, Casper,

it's perfect.



   

                   

You think I could wear it

to the party tonight?



   

                   

Casper?



   

                   

I begged and begged my dad

to get me this sled,



   

                   

and he acted like

I couldn't even have it,



   

                   

'cause I didn't know

how to ride it.



   

                   

And then one morning,

I... I came down

for breakfast,



   

                   

and there it was,

just for me.



   

                   

For no reason at all.



   

                   

I took it out,

went sledding all day,



   

                   

and my dad said,

"That's enough,"

but I couldn't stop.



   

                   

I was having so much fun.



   

                   

Then it got late.



   

                   

It got dark.



   

                   

Got cold.



   

                   

And I got sick.

My dad got sad.



   

                   

What's it like to die?



   

                   

Like being born.



   

                   

Only backwards.



   

                   

I remember I didn't go

where I was supposed to go.



   

                   

I just stayed behind...



   

                   

so my dad

wouldn't be lonely.



   

                   

Is that your dad?

Mm-hmm.



   

                   

"McFadden claimed that he

was haunted by the ghost

of his dead son,



   

                   

"and that he

invented a machine

to bring him back to life:



   

                   

The Lazarus."

The Lazarus.



   

                   

Ooh.



   

                   

Hee-hee. Sorry.

I guess we'll have

to take the long way.



   

                   

Hurry up!

Come on!



   

                   

My dad hid it

so no one can find it,

but I remember where it is!                      

Ha.!

Wait'll you see it.



   

                   

- Don't you know a shortcut?

- You got it.



   

                   

Casper, no!

Wall... human?



   

                   

Stop!                      

Hey.! Over here.



   

                   

Go ahead.

Sit down.



   

                   

I would hold on.

Why?                      

[Machine Clanging]



   

                   

[Gasps]                      

[Whirring]



   

                   

[Steps Clattering]



   

                   

Casper!

[Screaming]



   

                   

[Latch Clicking]                      

[Wind Whistling]                      

[Eerie Laughter]



   

                   

[Bell Ringing,

Electricity Crackling]



   

                   

[Gasping]                      

[Wind Vents Firing]



   

                   

Well?



   

                   

What was that?

The "Up and At 'Em" machine.



   

                   

My dad was a great inventor,

but he had a little trouble

getting going in the morning.



   

                   

Didn't he ever hear

of caffeine?



   

                   

[Crackling]



   

                   

[Groaning]



   

                   

- [Gasps]

- Dibs!



   

                   

Wha...

[Groaning]



   

                   

[Screaming]

[Screaming]



   

                   

What is all this?



   

                   

My dad's lab.

Kind of a slob,

wasn't he?



   

                   

Down here, he could do

whatever he wanted to.

But no matter how busy he was,



   

                   

he would drop everything

to play pirates with me.                      

Man, we had

so much fun.

[Gasps]



   

                   

Aye, matey.

Buccaneers and buried gold.

Whipstaff doth a treasure hold.



   

                   

Oh!

Come on.



   

                   

Dibs!

Oh!



   

                   

So where's this

Lazarus thing?

You're lookin'at it.



   

                   

Down there?

Huh. That's useful.



   

                   

Oh, I know there's a way

to get it going.

I just can't...



   

                   

What about that?

That?



   

                   

Nah. That's the vault.



   

                   

[Gasps]

[Gasps]



   

                   

Wait!

It's gotta be this!



   

                   

[Grunts]



   

                   

[Grunts,

Frustrated Growl]



   

                   

[Grunting]                      

[Rumbling,

Bottles Rattling]



   

                   

Hey, I did it!



   

                   

Lazarus!



   

                   

[Grunting]



   

                   

[Grunting Continues]

[Exasperated Sigh]



   

                   

Ah. Ooh. Ouch.



   

                   

[Grunts]



   

                   

[Steam Hissing]



   

                   

What is this?

Careful!



   

                   

That's what makes

the whole thing work.



   

                   

Kind of an instant

primordial soup mix.



   

                   

It's what brings ghosts

back to life.



   

                   

Just enough for one.



   

                   

- Pull the lever.

- Which one?



   

                   

I don't know.

Try one.



   

                   

- Casper?

- I'm gonna be alive.



   

                   

[Door Creaking]                      

[Latch Clicks]



   

                   

Oh, man, how am I

gonna do this?



   

                   

I couldn't even get

my Easy Bake oven to work.                      

[Clanging]



   

                   

Okay.



   

                   

[Whistles Blowing]



   

                   

Casper?



   

                   

Am I alive?



   

                   

Dibs, do you have any idea

what this means?

Yes!



   

                   

No.

You don't have to be scared

of death anymore.



   

                   

One minute you'll be a ghost;

next, you're back on your feet,



   

                   

free to come and go

as you please.



   

                   

Hell, you could even

fly through...

Walls.



   

                   

Thick walls.

Thick as steel.



   

                   

Certainly could get to

whatever's behind those walls.



   

                   

Like a, a treasure,

for example?

And snap, crackle, pop:



   

                   

You're back alive

and on your way

to the Riviera.



   

                   

If you were a ghost.



   

                   

If you were.



   

                   

[Dibs Screaming]

[Swishing Sound]                      

Damn it, Dibs.

This won't hurt a bit.                      

Stop being such a weenie.!

It's just business.

Come on.!



   

                   

- If you would just...

- [Bucket Scraping]



   

                   

Whoa.

Wa-a-a-a!



   

                   

[Screaming]                      

So there you are.



   

                   

[Engine Starting]



   

                   

- [Engine Rewing]

- [Laughing Wickedly]



   

                   

[Grunting]



   

                   

Dibs, you're takin' this

way too personally.                      

[Gasps]                      

[Crash]

[Annoyed Groaning]



   

                   

Please!

[Rattling Door Handle]



   

                   

[Grunts]



   

                   

[Screaming]



   

                   

[Dibs]

Carrigan!



   

                   

Are you

a ghost yet?



   

                   

Carrigan!



   

                   

What a tragic waste.



   

                   

She had my favorite sunglasses.                      

Not so fast, little man.                      

The bitch is back.

Wha...



   
   
                      

**
   
   
   
      
   
                      

* Warden threw a party

at the county jail *



   
   
                      

* The prison band was there

They began to wail *



   
   
                      

** The band played hard

Thejoint began to swing **

** [Humming]
   
   
   
      
   
                      

* You should've heard

those knocked-out

jailbirds sing *



   
   
                      

* Let's rock *
   
   
   
      
   
                      

Hey, this Dr. Harvey's got

a lot of spirit, you know

what I'm sayin'?



   
   
                      

Yeah, but he's got

his whole miserable

life ahead of him.



   
   
                      

So we could do him a favor

and put him out of his misery.



   
   
                      

Yeah. Hey,

good idea.



   
   
                      

We been the ghostly trio

long enough.



   
   
                      

Time to make it a...

quartet!



   
   
                      

****["Jailhouse Rock"

Continues]



   
   
                      

****[Melodic Piano]



   

                   

Could I just

say something here?



   

                   

- And get a little personal?

- [All] Oh, yeah.

You know how it is. Okay.



   

                   

Well, I just

got to tell you...



   

                   

you guys remind me

of what it's like to

hang out with the boys.



   

                   

I mean, you are absolutely

there for each other.                      

[Jukebox]

**Falling in love... **



   

                   

I mean, you look life

right in the face.



   

                   

You say, "I'm a ghost.

I don't need you. Mmm."



   

                   

You know what? I'm gonna

tell that Miss Critten Picken...



   

                   

Uh, Crichton Critten...

Crut...



   

                   

I'm gonna tell that lady

you aren't goin' anywhere.



   

                   

It's your house.

You're haunting it.



   

                   

Possession is

nine-tenths of the law.



   

                   

No.

No.

No.

Yes.



   

                   

No.

No.

No.

Yes.



   

                   

Aww.

Aww.

I didn't think so

at first, but...



   

                   

you guys are great.



   

                   

I love you... guys.



   

                   

Hey. Hey!

[Exaggerated Kissing Sound]



   

                   

[Spitting]

Eeow!



   

                   

Eeeeee!

Ohh!



   

                   

Hey.

Noooo.



   

                   

Heh-heh.



   

                   

Oof!                      

[Ghosts Sobbing]



   

                   

What a sweetheart.

[Glass Shatters]



   

                   

I can't croak him now.

[Stick "Boings" In Wall]



   

                   

Me neither.

No way.



   

                   

[Gunshot]



   

                   

All right, boys!



   

                   

The night is young.

Mm-hmm.



   

                   

We are gonna clean out

every bar this town has got.



   

                   

Uh-uh-uh.

[Shuddering]



   

                   

We're gonna booze it

until we lose it.



   

                   

Come on.

Come on.                      

Whoop.

[Screaming]                      

[Crash]



   

                   

Think my ears

just popped.                      

[Cackling]                      

Come to Mama.



   

                   

[Cackling]



    

                   

- My treasure!

- You mean my treasure.



    

                   

Uhhh.

Miss Crittenden?



    

                   

In the flesh.

Well, in a couple of minutes.



    

                   

- [Cackling]

- [Dibs] Oh.! Ah.! Oh.!



    

                   

Dibs! What are you doing?

This is no time to shave.



    

                   

Helping you, remember?

Remember what?



    

                   

This!



    

                   

You stole that.

That's Casper's.

[Cackling]



    

                   

So sue me. Dibs!

The capsule! Now!



    

                   

Coming.

I'm coming, okay?



    

                   

[Groaning,

Panting]                       

Keep away from me.

[Gasping]



    

                   

[Screaming]



    

                   

Here. Jump in.                       

[Door Chime]

Oh!



    

                   

Oy.

Perfect.



    

                   

- We're here.

- Uh, okay.



    

                   

Hi. Come on in.

This is the room.



    

                   

Um, stay together;

you'll be safe.

And I'll be right back.



    

                   

Amber, do we

have to do this?



    

                   

Hey, she wants a Halloween party,

she's gonna get a Halloween party.



    

                   

[Kids Whispering]                       

[Maniacal Laughter]

[Gasps]



    
   
                      

Hey, that's

my treasure!

Stay back!



    
   
                      

Keep away from me.

Casper!



    
   
                      

Don't come near me,

you spiteful spook, or I'll

knock you into the next world.



    
   
                      

[Growling]

Come on.

Let's go.



    
   
                      

[Machine Whirring,

Wheel Squeaking]



    
   
                      

* Ta-da *
   
   
   
       
   
                      

Hey, "poppin' fresh,"

it's my turn in the oven.

Carrigan: DIBS!! Get this thing cooking, you flaccid little worm, you!

Dibs: Ah, Carrigan! How kind of you to drop in. You know, if there's one thing I've learned from you, it's always kick 'em when they're down. And baby, you're six feet under. Oh, what a shame! [grabs the vial] Sorry, sweetheart. We're through.

Carrigan: [gasps] I am not gonna forget this, you ungrateful, lousy little worm, you!

Dibs: [chuckles] You can haunt me all you want, but it's gonna be in a great big expensive house with lovely purple wallpaper, and great big green carpets, and a little dog called Carrigan: A bitch, just like you! I got the power! I got the treasure!

Carrigan: And you have a flight to catch.

Dibs: Huh?

[Carrigan flings him out the window]

Carrigan: [turns to Kat and Casper, calmly] Any other takers?

Casper: No. But aren't you forgetting something?

Carrigan: What?

Casper: Your unfinished business.

Carrigan: My what?

Kat: You know, unfinished business. All ghosts have unfinished business. That's why they don't cross over.

Carrigan: Unfinished business? I have no unfinished business. I have my treasure, my mansion. I have everything. I'm just perfect!

[she laughs maniacally until a flash of light pierces through her as a sign that she is crossing over]

Carrigan: [gasps] Wait! Wait!! I lied! I have unfinished business. Lots of unfinished business! [as more flashes of light appear] I'm not ready to cross over yet! Wait! You tricked me, you rotten little brats!! [disappears]




My treasure!

A ball?

That's your treasure?



    

                   

Are you kidding? It's

autographed by Duke Snyder,

the Brooklyn Dodgers.



    

                   

My favorite player.



    

                   

Casper, it's time.                       

Honey.!

I'm home.!



    

                   

Whoooaaa-ehhhh-whoo-ohhh!



    

                   

Ooh.

Dad?



    

                   

No! What have you

done to him?



    

                   

Nothin'. He's just

a little... dead.



    

                   

I'm free!

I've never felt

so good in my life.



    

                   

I can fly-y-y-eee!

[Crunch]



    

                   

Rookie.

Stinkie,

work with him.



    

                   

Dad?

Yeah.



    

                   

Hey!

Who's the girl?

Dad, it's me.



    

                   

I-It's Kat.

Kat. Kat?



    

                   

- Kat Ballou.

- Katatonic.



    

                   

Katastrophic.

Kreplach soup.



    

                   

[Cackling]

[Cackling]



    

                   

[Crying]

Ohh.



    

                   

- Flesh flood alert.

- Dad? [Sniffing]



    

                   

Don't you remember?



    

                   

Oh, yeah!

I remember!



    

                   

[Raspberries,

Laughing]

No!                       

No. No.!

This.



    

                   

Oh.



    

                   

Uh-oh.

Uh-oh.

Uh-oh.



    

                   

Oh, Kat!



    

                   

Oh, sweetheart.



    

                   

Oh, what have I done?

I... Oh, Kat.



    

                   

Don't cry. I...

Oh, please.



    

                   

Come on, Dr. Harvey.

You need this

more than I do.



    

                   

Casper.



    

                   

This is the way

it's gotta be.



    

                   

- [Grunts]

- [Whistles Blow]



    

                   

[Kids Screaming]



    

                   

[Grunting]



    

                   

Dad?

Oh, Kat!



    

                   

Oh! Ohh, Kat.



    

                   

Aww. Hey.                       

Oh, honey.



    
   
                      

Oh, that felt like

the strangest dream.



    
   
                      

I... I thought we

almost lost each other

for a minute there.



    
   
                      

[Laughing]



    
   
                      

Oh, Bucket.



    
   
                      

**
   
   
   
       
   
                      

Your party started

without you.



    
   
                      

Your date's

probably waiting.



    
   
                      

Maybe we should

get going.



    
   
                      

Uh...

where are we?

[Kat Laughs]



    
   
                      

**
   
   
   
       
   
                      

[Chattering]



    
   
                      

Well, go ahead.

What about you?



    
   
                      

Hey, this is your party.

Go do your thing.



    
   
                      

Go hang.

Or chill or kick it or

whatever you call it.



    
   
                      

I think you got

a date out there.



    
   
                      

Thanks, Dad.

****[Rap]



    

                   

I hope no one saw that.

[Laughs]



    

                   

[Amber] Hold still!

[Vic] I'm trying.

Could you weigh any more?



    

                   

Just shut up and

get your head down.



    

                   

Oh, my... Oh,

you gotta see this.



    

                   

People are gonna freak.



    

                   

[Vic]

Let me see.



    

                   

Cool.



    

                   

Thank you.

[Cackling]

[Cackling]



    

                   

- [Screaming]

- [Screaming]                       

[Screaming Continues]



    

                   

[Screaming Continues]



    

                   

[Gasps, Chokes, Screaming]



    

                   

[Kids]

Yeah!



    

                   

[Whistle Blowing]



    

                   

[Yawning]



    

                   

[Gasps]



    

                   

You're...

Uh-huh.



    

                   

You're...

That's right.



    

                   

Kat's mom?



    

                   

Are... Are you

an angel?



    

                   

That was a very noble thing

you did tonight, Casper.



    

                   

I know Kat

will never forget it.

She needs her father.



    

                   

And I know yours

will never forget it either.



    

                   

You fulfilled

his greatest dream, Casper,



    

                   

and I know he is

very, very proud of you.



    

                   

And for what you've done,

I'm giving you your dream

in return.                       

But it's just for tonight.



    
   
                      

Sort of a Cinderella deal.



    
   
                      

- So I have

until midnight?

-   :  .
   
   
   
       
   
                      

Hey, Cinderella

got until midnight.



    
   
                      

Cinderella wasn't    years old.



    
   
                      

**
   
   
   
       
   
                      

**Every now and then **



    
   
                      

** We find a special friend **



    
   
                      

** Who never lets us down **



    
   
                      

** Who understands it all **



    
   
                      

**Reaches out

each time we fall **



    
   
                      

** You're the best friend

that I've found **



    
   
                      

**I know you can't stay **



    
   
                      

**But part of you

will never, ever go away **



    
   
                      

** Your heart will stay **



    
   
                      

**I'll make a wish for you **



    
   
                      

**And hope it will come true **



    
   
                      

** That life

will just be kind **



    
   
                      

** To such a gentle mind **



    
   
                      

**lf you lose your way **



    
   
                      

** Think back on yesterday **



    
   
                      

**Remember me this way **



    
   
                      

** Ooh-ooh **



    
   
                      

**Remember me **



    
   
                      

** This way ****



    

                   

[Gasps]



    

                   

I told you

I was a good dancer.



    

                   

[Whispering]

Can I keep you?



    

                   

Casper?                       

[Wind Whistling]



    

                   

Hello, James.



    

                   

[Whispering]

Amelia.



    

                   

It's all right.



    

                   

It's just me.



    

                   

I...



    

                   

I thought I'd have

a hundred things

to say when I...



    

                   

How?



    

                   

Let's just say you know

three crazy ghosts

who kept their word.



    

                   

James, I know you've

been searching for me.



    

                   

But there's something

you have to understand.



    

                   

You and Kat loved me

so well when I was alive...



    

                   

that I have no

unfinished business.



    

                   

Please don't

let me be yours.



    

                   

But, Amelia,



    

                   

I don't...



    

                   

I don't really know

what I'm doing.



    

                   

What parent does?



    

                   

James, Kat is

growing up beautifully

because of you.



    

                   

No wonder

I miss you so much.



    

                   

Just a couple things,

though.



    

                   

Don't pick up the extension

every time she gets a phone call.



    

                   

French fries

are not a breakfast food.



    

                   

And don't ask her

to wear a T-shirt...



    

                   

under her...

Ah, under her bathing suit.



    

                   

I know.

Our daughter is...



    

                   

A teenager.

A teenager.



    

                   

[Sighs]                       

[Clock Chiming]



    

                   

Wait.



    

                   

Where are you going?                       

[Clock Continues Chiming]

Where I can watch over

both of you...



    

                   

until we're

together again.



    

                   

- Good-bye, James.

- [Chiming]



    

                   

[Chiming]



    

                   

Casper?                       

[Chiming Continues]



    
   
                      

[Gasping]



    
   
                      

Uh, ha. Boo?



    
   
                      

[Screaming]



    
   
                      

[Kids Screaming,

Shouting]



    
   
                      

[Screaming Continues]



    
   
                      

[Clattering]

[Thud]

[Clang]



    
   
                      

Not bad for

my first party, huh?



    
   
                      

Couldn't have

been better.



    
   
                      

It ain't over yet.

Boys!



    
   
                      

** [Rock]
   
   
   
       
   
                      

** Casper the Friendly Ghost **



    
   
                      

** The friendliest ghost

you know **



    
   
                      

** Though grown-ups might be

lookin'at him with fright **



    
   
                      

** The children

all love him so **



    
   
                      

** Casper the Friendly Ghost **



    
   
                      

**He couldn't be bad or mean **



    
   
                      

** You know hejump and play

sing and dance all day **



    
   
                      

**He's the friendliest ghost

you've ever seen **



    
   
                      

**He always says hello **



    
   
                      

**He's really glad to meet ya **



    
   
                      

** Wherever he may go **



    
   
                      

** You know he's kind

to every living creature **



    
   
                      

** Grown-ups don't understand **



    
   
                      

** Why children

all love him the most **



    
   
                      

** 'Cause the kids all know

that he loves them so **



    
   
                      

** Casper the Friendly Ghost **



    
   
                      

** Casper

and he's friendly **



    
   
                      

** Oh, he's friendly

Hey **



    
   
                      

* Whoo *
   
   
   
       
   
                      

** Oh, oh, oh, oh **



    
   
                      

**He'll always say hello **



    
   
                      

**He's always glad to meet ya **



    
   
                      

** Wherever he may go **



    
   
                      

**He's kind

to every livin'creature **



    
   
                      

** Grown-ups don't understand **



    
   
                      

** Why children

all love him the most **



    
   
                      

**And kids all know

that he loves them so **



    
   
                      

** Casper the Friendly Ghost **



    
   
                      

** Whoo-ooo-ooo-ooo ****
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