My Sweet Halloween/Transcript

(Ginger growls and knocks)

Tom, Ben, Angela, Hank: Aaaagh!!!

Tom: Who could that be?

Ginger: Happy Halloween!

Tom: Ginger you scared us.

Tom: What's with the creepy knock and the costume?

Ginger: This is my uniform for the Spirit of Halloween Decorating Contest.

Ginger: I'm the official kid judge a role I take very seriously.

Ginger: Come on, guys, nothing is jumping out of here? You better step it up.

Ginger: If you want to turn this place into a haunted house of horrors.

Tom: Oh. Uh, we're not doing this year.

Ginger: What? Don't you want the first prize orange ribbon?

Tom: Well, don't take this the wrong way, but I've always thought that contest was kind of lame.

Ginger: Hmph! Well, you've made your opinion on this clear.

Ginger: I guess I'll just go check Roy's decorations.

Tom: Whoa, Wait Roy is in the contest.

All: Wow

Ben: Yeah

All: Cool

Roy: Hello neighbours! I hope you're decorating this year Remember, even if you can't do a great job you're still doing your part to make the neighbourhood spooky!

Hank: Bats and Graves together?

Hank: Oh! He's taking a risk in his and it's paying off.

Ginger: Yeah, Roy's probably going to win. He's the best at everything.

Tom: Not so fast.

We're doing this!

(Scene cuts to theme song)

Tom: Welcome to... The Garage of Ghouls!

All: Whoa

Angela: You know, we were wrong about the contest.

Angela: This was fun! Maybe it is how cool people Halloween

Ben: Indeed. Looks like a healthy rivalry between neighbors has pushed us to be our best!

Ben: I agree

Roy: Nice work, guys.

Roy: Sorry to startle you. I whipped up a batch of haunted cookies In the spirit of friendly competition.

Tom/Angela/Hank/Ben: Nice!

Tom: What do you want, Roy?

Tom: To concede that the orange ribbon is ours?

Roy: Tom, you're so funny

Tom: Hey!

Roy: No, I wanted your opinion on this little thing I set up.

Hank: Incredible! Oh, man, the judges are gonna love that.

Roy: Oh, I sure hope so. The cauldron is full of actual witch's brew!

Roy: I'll give you the recipe after I win.

Tom: If you win.

Tom: Come on, everyone, we're taking this to the next level!

Roy: Tom?

Ginger: Hmm.

Tom: Huh?

Ginger: Hmm. Hmm.

Tom/Ben: But I...

Tom: Roy is still beating us! Oh, we can't be out of decorations!

Angela: I found Valentine's hearts.

Angela: If we hung these up, people might think they missed Valentine's Day and then they'd be like, "Oh, no! My loved ones will be so disappointed!"

Angela: That's a little scary night?

Hank: I don't know, Angela. That love stuff is the enemy of fear.

Ginger: Decorating progress check! Let's see what you got!

Ben: Is Ginger in charge?

Hipster: Yeah, he is very passionate about this.

Ginger: Hmmm.

Ginger: Nice use of lawn scares. Pumpkins are spooky.

Ginger: No spiders in the webs though, there's a deduction.

Ginger: On a scale of one to ten Gingers, you're at five Gingers so far.

Autumm Summers: Five Gingers is good! Most houses couldn't get three.

Ginger: But you'll need to go bigger if you want to beat Roy.

Tom: He's sitting comfortably at seven Gingers.

Ginger: We'll be back tonight for the final score.

Tom/Angela/Hank/Ben: Oh...

Tom: I know what you're gonna say. That it was dumb to try and beat Roy.

Tom: Not at all. I was going to suggest a change in strategy.

Ben: Behold my newest invention, the Real-izer!

Ben: It can make inanimate objects move. Observe!

Ben: Yes!

Tom/Angela/Hank: Whoa

Tom: If we use that, our place is gonna be way scarier than Roy's!

Ben: And Halloween glory will be ours.

Roy: Hey, Tom-mo, you had something to tell me? Gosh, I really hope you're not quitting.

Roy: Competitions like this make both of us better.

Tom: Oh, I'm not quitting. I giving you a chance to bow out gracefully.

Roy: Bow out? Why would I do that?

Tom: Ha

Roy: OK, that's a pretty good trick.

Tom: Oh, it's not a trick. It's science!

Tom: Ben brought our decorations to life, which means that we're the only house of horrors to feature actual horrors.

Hank: Happy Halloween!

Hank: Thank you for visiting the soon-to-be officially scariest place in town!

Tom: So, what do you say? So we win?

Tom: Or do you have a bunch of monster pumpkins living at your place?

Roy: No, I don't.

Roy: I bet you even have a plan for what to do with these when Halloween is over.

Ben: That's easy! We'll make them clean up the yard, then put themselves in storage for next year!

Roy: And those poor pumpkins will just sit in storage? All year?

All: Awww...

Roy: Well, maybe not all of 'em.

Hank: We might take a few and roast their seeds for a tasty snack!

Angela: Or we could make a pumpkin pie!

Angela: Ooh, there is nothing more satisfying than biting into a big old slice of pumpkin pie!

Tom: Uh, Ben? The pumpkins can't understand us, right?

Tom: They're just pumpkins, right?

Ben: Well, the Real-izer theoretically would increase the intelligence of whatever it was used on...

Roy: OK, looks like you all have a handle on this.

Roy: I should head home to work on my not-alive decorations

Tom: The pumpkins have gone rotten! Everybody run!

All: Quick!

Hank: The monsters have turned on their creator!

Hank: Just like in the horror classic, The Ungrateful Monster.

Roy: We need to barricade the door. I've got this!

Angela: Well, it's nice to see the two of you on the same side for once.

Tom: We're not on the same side!

Tom: Roy got jealous and made the pumpkins mad at us on purpose!

Roy: How could I do that, Tom? I don't know how pumpkins think!

Tom: Oh, yes, you do!

Hank: Hold on!

Hank: We can't start fighting each other.

Hank: We're already fighting for our lives.

Hank: I've seen a lot of spooky movies, OK? I know that if we just--

Tom: Quick, into the storage unit

Angela: Where do we retreat to once they break in here?

Tom: Ben, tell me there's a go back to normal button on the Real-izer.

Ben: No. An Un-Real-izer would be a completely different invention--

Hank: This is it! We're about to get carved by a bunch of pumpkins!

Roy: We'll have to find something in here to defend ourselves with.

Roy: What's in these boxes?

Roy: Valentines stuff? This won't help.

Tom: Wait. Maybe it will!

Tom: What's the opposite of fear? Love! Ben, give me that Real-izer!