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Uh, actually, Dad? I want to be an astronaut.
Oh no.
(Off-screen) This isn't good.
It uses what to track what?
Actually...I need to tell you guys something.
I think I should tell them.
Sam, I-I'm talking about my powers, my problems?
It's been a month since the accident and I still have barely any control! If somebody catches me, (Starts sinking into the floor while Sam and Tucker watch) I go from geek to freak around here!
Gah, darn it! If my dad can invent something (Begins walking off-screen, Sam and Tucker follow him up the rest of the stairs.) that accidentally made me half-ghost, why can't he invent something that turns me back to normal? (Becomes intangible and walks through a snack machine without paying any attention.)
She doesn't eat anything with a face on it.
Impressive.
What is this? Grass on a bun?
Don't you think this is a little extreme, Sam?
Uh, guys? I've got a problem. (A handful of mud suddenly lands on his head.) UGH!
(Turns around and grimaces) ...Make that two problems.
She's not my girlfriend!
Uh...uh... (Glances down at the plate and picks it up, preparing to toss it.) GARBAGE FIGHT!
Great. I'm still his favorite.
Shouldn't she be haunting a bingo hall?
Get behind me!
I'm going ghost!
(Seeming a little unsure of himself) I command you to...go away!
Well, if this superhero thing doesn't work out, I can have an exciting career as a busboy.
(Looks down at his hands in amazement) Hey! It worked!
Forget it! The only thing that has an expiration date here is you! (Points at the Lunch Lady. Accidentally reverts to his human self.) Whoops! I didn't mean to do that.
(Defensively:) Dash started it! He threw-
Maybe because you told the ghost she changed the menu? How about that?
Check it out. (Points at the screen.) Meat trail.
How is it that I have the ghost powers and you're the weird kid?
I'll take care of the ghost. You just find a way to get Sam out of that pile of meat!
(Defensively:) What? Of course not! What would give you that idea? (Trails off.)
(Confused:) Ah! Aah! Wha? What's going on?
(Sits up quickly. Alarmed:) Four days?!
Oh well. I'm sure everything will be back to normal by tomorrow.
Or not. Maybe it'll be worse.
(With disbelief:) You guys put together two protests in one night?
Don't you guys think this is a little extreme?
(Looks around.) Guys, time to makeup. Now!
(While phasing through.) Thanks!
Yeah. I think so.
Wasn't expecting that. (Suddenly turns human again.) Or that.
The Fenton Thermos! But how am I going to get it to work?
Change back! CHANGE BACK! (A light flashes and he turns ghost again.)
(While phasing through:) Thanks for the thermos!
I'm changing the menu, permanently! (Grabs the top of the thermos. Small voice:) Please work.
I hope I'm right!
(Smiles down at the thermos.) My parents have their moments.
Oh, sorry, Dad. (Points behind him with his thumb.) You just missed him.
Nah. I think I might've finally figured out what these powers are for. They make me-
(Looking pleased.) Whatever you say, Dash. (Looks at camera.) Whatever you say.
Hey, Dad. What are you doing?
Oh no.
Da-?
D-ahhh! (Runs away, terrified. Dora grabs him in her fist.)
You'll have to stand in line behind my dad. In the meantime... (Goes ghost.)
If that dragon suit's her idea of a costume, I'm on mummy's side. (Changes back to normal.) Phew! Man, that's a relief.
Strike three, Tuck?
(To Tucker:) How much change you got?
I can't! I get weak-kneed when I try to talk to cute girls.
Uh...
(Takes a deep breath.) Hi! I...
(Stands back up.) Yeah! I-I mean, no! T-that's not it. I'm...I'm Danny.
(Sighs.) Man, I blew it yesterday. Paulina probably won't even look at me now.
Or not! Hey, Tuck?
(Overshadowing Dash; looks down at himself) --in Dash's body?
Right! Of course! (Paulina stares at him suspiciously.) I'm also president of the Casper High geek club, and I have every toenail I've ever clipped. Want to see 'em?
Oh, then you should get to know Danny Fenton. He doesn't scrub his mom's feet every night like I do. (Kneels and picks up Paulina's foot.)
That? Oh! Uh, it's a...uh... You like it? (Smiles hopefully.)
Hey, that's great! (Paulina stands up.) Because I, uh, got it for you.
Yeah. (Stands up.) I-I-in case I got the nerve to ask you to the dance and you said yes, I thought I'd want to give you something and that's what it would have been. It's for you. (His pants turn invisible briefly and he grabs them before they fall.) Whether you go with me or not.
(Smiling, then frowns.) What am I doing? That thing doesn't belong to me. It could be my mom's, or my sister's.
Or I could worry about that later. Because she said yes! Woohoo! (Raises fists triumphantly in the air. His pants fall down.)
Oh, man. My dad?
(During fade-in.) Catch anything, Dad?
Uh... (Holds up and points to the parent-teacher conference notice.)
Well, sort of. Mr. Lancer--
Mr. Lancer... (Suddenly smiles and overshadows Jack, who is looking away. Jack's eyes turn green.) wants to have a word with us!
(Overshadowing Jack) Well, sure! (Points to self.) I'm a parent, and that's...what parents do. Uh, right?
Did his pants fall down again? Poor Danny. He studies so hard he forgets to eat. I know these things because I'm his dad and not him. (Smiles hopefully, leaning an arm on Lancer's desk.)
(To himself:) It worked? (Lancer takes notice.) I-I-I mean, of course you understand. No wonder you're Danny's favorite teacher.
We Fentons consider teachers to be underpaid and under-appreciated. (Smiles hopefully.)
Chaperone? Well, I'm not sure...
Yes, but he doesn't know he's going to chaperone because he doesn't remember that I made him say yes!
Yeah, pretty much.
(Glances at the girl, then back at Tucker.) Forget it. You can get your own date for the dance like I did.
Why are you so down on her? So she's pretty. It's not a crime.
Say, haven't we met somewhere?
(Dodges the fire.) Let's try this again. Hi, I'm Danny Phantom. And you are?
(Holding his head.) Testy, got it.
Sorry, dude! I think you got the wrong weenie!
Tea? Ooh, good idea. Coffee could make you a mite jittery. Better yet...
(While flying back up through the ground.) Have some punch! (Punches her.)
Fine. But that's the second time I've fought that dragon. We need to investigate. How are you guys?
(Spits out water.) What?! Wh-what secret?
(Panicked:) It's a lie, I'm not a ghost! (Realizes what Jazz said.) I-I mean...she's not my girlfriend. She's just going to the dance with me.
(Sighs. Walking out the room:) I better go get ready. (Goes through door and walks down some stairs.) Okay, so I'm gonna have to dance with Paulina and keep my dad from embarrassing me. I can handle that.
(Adjusting tie.) Tie straight. Shirt tucked in. (Picks up Fenton Fisher. While retracting the pole and putting it in his jacket:) Unbreakable ghost fishing line tucked neatly away just in case. (To Sam on his computer:) What's taking so long with that dragon research, Sam?
That's it! (Clicks on "More Info" link. Reading:) Medieval ghostly legend held that the cursed Amulet of Aragon-- (Camera cuts to images of a human Dora wearing the amulet) --could transform any wearer into dragon form-- (Pans to image of the dragon's neck with the amulet) --under states of extreme emotional duress or anger. (Zooms in on the amulet the dragon is weariing) That's the amulet I gave to Paulina. (Camera cuts to Danny and Tucker) It must have accidentally fallen into my backpack. Wait. You mean...I'm going on a date with a dragon?!
She really wants to go to the dance.
We're her best friends. We should have known.
(Overshadowing Tucker) She kinda cancelled on me. (Sam's eyebrows raise in surprise.) Do you think we could go together-- you know, as friends?
Well, I understand if you don't want to go. (Begins to turn around to leave.)
(Leaves Tucker's body and floats in air as Phantom. Saluting:) See ya! (Flies off.)
(Practicing to himself:) Paulina, about the amulet. It's an ancient family heirloom and I need to get it back. (Smiles briefly, then slaps himself. Sighs.) No, that stinks.
Uh, hi! Uh, you must be Paulina's dad.
And I'm glad we had a chance to chat. (Walks away.)
Paulina, I was thinking... That amulet--
Yeah, well, about that. See, I shouldn't have given it to you in the first place because...(Spots Sam standing with Tucker.) It belongs to Sam!
(Handing her his glass.) Uh... But I want to make it up to you. I'll get you something else. Something...more special.
Like punch! I'm gonna get you some special punch. (Runs off.)
(As Jack) Yes! Danny, what a fine boy he is! Ha! Yes, as his father, I get that all the time.
Oh, must be something I ate. (Spots punch table.) Hey! How 'bout I get us some punch? (Walking through students:) Excuse me! Excuse me! Adult coming through. I shave every day. (Walks to Tucker and Sam.) Tucker, Sam, we've got trouble.
Tucker, it's me. It's Danny. (Hands them walkie-talkies.) Sam, you try to help me find Paulina. Tucker, keep an eye on my dad. If he starts talking to anyone, page me, got it? (Walks away.)
(As Jack, on walkie-talkie:) Stay on her. I'm on my way. And Sam, don't make her angry. (Invisibly leaves Jack's body and takes walkie-talkie from his hand. Jack looks confused.)
Paulina? Sam?
(Lands.) Take it easy, Paulina. You don't want to hurt Sam. (Noticing Paulina in Sam's grasp.) Paulina? (Looks at Sam's face.) Sam?!
Yep, that's Sam. (Sam breathes fire at him and he turns intangible to avoid it, then reappears.) Whoa! Sam! Two words: breath mints.
Uh, sorry.
Now, Sam, be reasonable. (His walkie-talkie beeps and he puts it to his ear.)
I hate to do this, Sam.
Oh, man. Dad!
(As Jack) Right, right. I'm sorry, it's just in this light I thought you were George Clooney. Isn't he sharp, Mom? I mean, Maddie.
Now if you'll excuse me, I'd like to dance with my wife. That's what we adults do, dance with our wives. (Pulls Maddie to the dance floor and they begin to dance.)
If by memories you mean things you remember that I don't, then yes! Go ahead and remind me of stuff. I'll totally agree to remembering.
I hate to say this, but you throw fire like a girl! (Sam growls. He pulls out the Fenton Fisher.) The Fenton Fisher. (Flying towards Sam.) It can capture ghosts and dragon ghosts. (Casting line at Sam, which wraps around her neck.) Way to go, Dad!
(Off-screen) Sam? (Light flashes as he transforms into Fenton. Cut to him kneeling down next to Sam.) Are you alright?
Well, uh... (Chuckles.) Let's just say you had a roaring time.
Sure, I'd love to. (Hands Tucker the amulet.) Keep an eye on this, will ya? (Tucker nods.)
I'll do my best.
Okay, can we get this over with? I've got a test to study for.
(Sighs.) I don't have time for this! Hey Tucker, let's go!
(Lands next to Tucker.) Seals: aquatic mammals that bark. They're canines, right?
Come on, you guys. (Flies up in between them.) If you're gonna be superhero sidekicks, you're gonna have to be a little more focused. (To Sam:) You're supposed to be helping me study for the test tomorrow. (To Tucker:) And you're supposed to be helping me catch these ghosts so I have time to study!
(Mocking her:) Who said yes? The person you asked if you were a conceited snob?
So it is the swimsuit issue. (Frowns.) Oh, gross! Mom's gonna be in the swimsuit issue?!
They're not ghost-hunting freaks.
Uh, uh...boo?
(Looks at family uncertainly.) I'd better get to school.
(Off-screen) I got a "D?!"
All this ghost hunting is taking away from my study time.
I can't get a "D" in biology. My parents will kill me.
(Walking to computer.) A purple-back gorilla?
I don't have time for extra credit...or your agendas.
(Sighs.) I don't know.
Remember what happened when I let you manage the thermos?
I suppose we could have a trial period.
Sam, we've been watching the gorilla scratch his butt for, um, how long?
(Yawns.) Time flies when you're majestically scratching your butt.
I got him! I'm going ghost!
Alright, I don't know how you got out, but you're going back.
I wonder who let the gorilla go...Sam?
Or we just keep it our little secret.
(Off-screen, as Sam smirks.) No.
Mom, come on. We're just a bunch of kids. In the zoo. At night. Alone. (Everyone stares at him.) We'll be in my room. (The trio goes upstairs.)
Who are you?
Hey, my rocket! I built that!
Oh, don't worry. (Goes ghost and phases out of net.) I will!
(Off-screen, after another crash upstairs.) MY COMPUTER! Oh, that's Jazz's.
What are you doing?
What?!
Noooo!
Who cares? At least I got a minute to relax and figure this out.
D'oh! My room!
Don't you people ever knock? (Slams door shut and leans against it.) Jazz is going to kill me for that.
(Looking around.) Any sign of him?
I think we'll blow that one off.
I can't eat now. He could be anywhere.
Yeah, almost like a schedule. What's the next thing you have scheduled for me, Tucker?
Hey, Dash? I'm too weak and defenseless to open my locker. Can you open it for me?
When Skulker put your PDA into his technology, he became bound to my schedule. He has to go where I was going to go next. (Checking Tucker's PDA.) Which means... (PDA reads "VISIT GORILLA HABITAT.") It's time for the hunter to become the hunted. Come on, I'm gonna go do something a little ahead of schedule. (He and Tucker run off-screen.)
I can help with that.
Power him down already. Now!
(As Skulker puts away his bow.) Tucker, you're fired.
Just this. (Pats head, covers eyes repeatedly, pounds chest with fists.)
(Scratching his butt.) Calling a friend.
Well, sure. All he does is this. (Continues scratching butt.)
Thermos, please.
Cool. Let's go home.
Ah, that's okay. (Kneels down to pick up Skulker's PDA.) We stopped the bad guy, saved the gorilla. If that's all I got done, then that's-- (Sampson walks closer to him. Danny turns to look up at him, but is shocked at what he sees.) Oh my gosh!
That's weird, huh? Well, maybe they were respecting her privacy.
A "C?!" I almost get killed by a gho--rilla, and all I get is a "C?!"
Oh man, if only I had something I could take this out on!
(Going ghost.) Hello, misplaced aggression.
Which is four more than I'll need. (He flies off-screen and starts fighting the Box Ghost.)
Hey, Jazz. (Opens eyes and frowns.) Dash! W-what are you doing here?
(Backing up back to the stairs.) Uh, sorry. I was just, uh, passing through. (Leaves and closes door.)
Does it work?
Dad, couldn't you just throw it into...
Reverse?!
Oh no you don't! (Jumps in air and goes ghost.) You're not going to use the technology in this lab to take over the world!
You know what? I've already been dumped on once in my own house. (Picks up Ghost Weasel nozzle.) And that's enough for one day!
Great. It's the hottest party of the whole school year, and Paulina's going, and I'm not, again.
Are you kidding? She's only, like, perfectly flawless.
I'm...I'm invited! (Hugging invitation.) I've arrived!
(Running out of Nasty Burger.) I will!
Come on, Tuck. (Chuckling.) That's ridiculous. (Stops and pumps fist in air.) Kwan! Looking good!
Huh? Uh, yeah! Oh, sure. I-I have two. That's how hip and high-end I am.
Oh, man. (Looks at magazine.) This must cost a fortune! Where am I going to get the money by Saturday?
(To Tucker:) Is crunk good?
Crunk's good! (To Paulina:) Be right there!
Hey, Dad, can you spare me some cash? I-I need to buy some clothes for Saturday.
You mean, get a job?
Saturday's another day. (Turns off light and closes door.)
It's a perfectly good vacuum motor, Mr. Lancer. Only used once! (Mr. Lancer takes the motor.) Ten bucks.
Yeah, well, he's been planning on getting rid of this junk for a long time. He won't even miss it, I hope.
(Counting a stack of money.) I'm still twenty bucks short of what I need for those sweats. (Puts money in pocket.)
Your place? Wow. You never invited us to your place before.
Oh, sure do. (Picks up a computer part and software.) This motherboard and this Portals XL operating system will make it work like it's brand new! (Hands Dash the software.) Twenty bucks takes it all, and I'll even (Picks up upgrade disk.) throw in this upgrade disk.
Twenty bucks! (Raises hands in the air.) I'm in! Oh, jeez. I better get to the mall before the shops close. (Goes back over to Sam and Tucker.) You guys don't mind cleaning up for me, do you? Great! See ya! (Runs off.)
(Looking down at sweats.) Popularity, here I come.
(Balancing himself.) Whoa! Whoa! I just got my hair the way I like it! On my head!
And I'm way too young to shave!
Going ghost!
Okay, it's a haircut, not a head-cut!
(Turning back into human form.) I know i should be concerned, (Getting back on scooter.) and I will be. Right after the party. (He rides off down the street.)
Well, is it the bomb? Is it fresh? Is it stoopid, (Holding up two fingers.) with an "o-o?"
Well, you'll change your tune when you see me at the party. (Notices Jazz is still in her normal clothes.) When are you changing?
What? You're the only reason Dash invited me!
(Suspiciously:) Uh, no, no! Not a thing, but... (Jack drops him.) we should compare notes (Walking out backwards.) once I get home from the party. Bye!
Okay, this is it. Don't screw it up. Look out, world, here comes Danny Fenton!
(Confused:) Uh, Dash?
(Walking in.) Oh, swell.
(About to protest.) Uh-- (Sighs.)
Hi, I'm Danny. Do you guys--
Hey, aren't you in my fifth period?
What am I doing? These people aren't my friends, even if they all look like them. Man, I wish Tucker and Sam were here. It's lonely being popular.
That's odd.
(Notices the upgrade disk on Dash's bed.) The upgrade! Dash still hasn't upgraded the software! (To Technus:) Oh, no! (Going ghost.) You're not getting that upgrade disk and making yourself more powerful!
Ghost toast? Jeez, how many letter jackets does one guy need? And these-- (Picks up a bear.) --I don't even wanna know.
(Dazed:) Hi, Sam. Hi, Tuck. Glad you could make it.
Guys? Help!
Come on, guys! (Flies up and gets knocked down.) Guys, come on, seriously! (Flies back up again. While dodging Technus's attacks:) I'm sorry I chose hanging with the popular kids over you guys. It was stupid and shallow and I'll never do it again!
(Stands up.) He's running an old version of Portals XL.
That, I can do. (Flies up to Technus.) Get back, you hunk of my dad's junk!
(Grabbing the remote.) Give me that!
Tucker, any time!
(Being slammed into the wall. Grunts.) Guys?
What's happening?
Yes! (Flies up and grabs the end of the claw.) Process this!
Not really. I hauled it all back to the shed yesterday while they were out. My dad's checking every piece for government surveillance devices.
Well, I do have to return those stupid sweats so I can refund everybody's money. (Stops walking.) And I still feel terrible about the way I treated you guys. Of all people, I should know how it feels to be invisible.
Yep. That one person's trash, is another person's revenge.
So, why exactly are we breaking our backs here, Sam?
Oh great. Him again.
You guys get to the assembly. (Sam and Tucker run off.) I'll get this moron sealed up tight.
(Feeling his chest.) Huh. Maybe Sam has a point.
Oops.
Yeah, and now because that idiot Box Ghost trashed my locker, I've been assigned a new one. (Reads paper.) Locker...seven-two-four.
Guys, what's wrong? You look like you've seen a ghost. (Chuckles.) Or something really scary that we don't see every single day.
What's the big deal with 724?
(Falls out of locker and stands up.) I'll show you cursed. Cover me.
Oh, uh, hehe. Uh, no big deal, really. Uh, nothing for you and Mom to get obsessive about.
Nice defense, Jazz. Total confidence-builder.
It wasn't me, I swear!
Now that was me.
Sidney who-dexter?
Sam, what are you doing?
(Sighs.) You're right, Sam. I--
That's it! (Takes bread off of head.)
Or twelve. In his pants. (Looks at box of frogs.)
(Notices Poindexter floating next to him.) Huh? What? You can see me?
(Turns fully visible.) What? Oh. (Laughs.) Oh, man. That's good. Man, do you ever have it backwards.
(Points at his feet.) Uh, floating.
Look, you don't understand.
The what-a?
No! Look! Just listen! I-I took over Dash's body because--
Hey! What are you doing?!
Listen to me! Dash-- isn't--
Where am I? It's like I dropped into Grandpa Fenton's yearbook.
I got to get out of here!
This is how I came in. (Opens locker.) There's got to be a way back!
(In the mirror:) Huh?
What the heck?! (Sam and Tucker walk by the locker.) Tucker! Sam! It's me, Danny!
I...give up.
Have to contact them somehow.
(From inside the mirror:) Sam! Tucker! In here!
No! It's me, Danny! Poindexter took over my body and sent me into this bizarro spirit world.
In second grade, Tucker threw up in your lunch box, but he told you Ricky Marsh did it.
(Trying to get through the mirror.) The mirror acts as some kind of portal, but I can't phase through it. (Sighs in defeat.) Serves me right. I'm only in here because I was acting like a bully. Now I'm in here and I'm gonna get bullied for the rest of eternity!
(Thinks and gets an idea.) I know how to get him in here. Here's what you need to do.
You've had your fun. Now I want my body and my life back.
You may have my powers, but you sure don't know how to use them. 'Course, I don't know how to use them, but at least I know how not to use them better than you do.
You wouldn't hit a guy with glasses. (Ducks as Poindexter tries to hit him.) You couldn't hit a guy with glasses. (Ducks another hit.) In fact, you couldn't hit the broad side of a barn!
I'm not a bully!
One false move, and I smash your door back to my world.
(Lowers mirror.) Try me.
That's what I was hoping you'd do.
Because I used my powers for the wrong reason and became exactly the kind of person I hate. It got me into a load of trouble, and I'm not gonna do that again.
(Takes mirror out of locker.) Just one more thing to do.
I can explain! (Hesitates.) Actually, I really can't.
(Sighs.) My fifteen minutes of popularity is up, and I wasn't even here for it.
Now there's a guy who knows exactly who he is.
Two for me, two for you?
(Looks around to make sure no one's watching.) I'm going ghost! (Goes ghost.)
None of your business, Candy Pants.
(Backing away.) Hey, get away!
(Looking at his glowing hand.) What the heck? What's going on? Is this...a new ghost power?
(Looks at his hand.) I guess.
(Sarcastically:) Fill in for the mascot. It'll be fun. You'll meet cheerleaders.
Huh?
Oh no!
And getting beastier.
I think he's running on ghost power. I need your help!
Sort of. (Eyes flash green.)
Whoa! (Holds nose.) Ghost energy's pretty strong. But hopefully, ripe for the picking.
(Opens and holds out a Fenton Thermos, sucking in the ghost.) Back to the Ghost Zone for you, pal.
End of the line, gruesome.
Am I interrupting something, that I hope I'm not?
You might just have a cold, you know. It doesn't have to be a ghost cold.
(Pulls hand out quickly and holds it.) Whoa! This one actually works -- a little too well. I'm filing this under "Must Avoid."
(On phone, split-screen:) Hang in there, Sam. Tucker and I are gonna come visit you when we're done at the mall. You want us to bring you anything?
She's gotta be sick if she's missing Dead Teacher IV. (Phases through a trashcan.)
Paulina?
Tucker, I--
(Sticks hand out, charging up ecto-blast.) Bye-bye, kitty.
Cool. It worked! I can't wait to tell Tucker. (Phases out through ceiling.)
Huh, no Tuck. Eh, he must've taken off. (Walks away.)
Jeez, lady, don't you ever take a break? (Sees the flying car.) Flying car?
Hey, slow down, Jeff Gordon! You're going over the speed limit. (Looks to the side.) And the height limit.
Tucker?!
(Phases head through backseat.) Tucker Phantom? (Phasing body through seat.) Okay, ignoring the total originality of that, (Sits down) how the heck did you get ghost powers anyway?
(Grabs steering wheel as well.) Tucker, we're too young to drive!
Let go of the wheel! This is serious!
Uh, yeah, because a car smashing into the twenty-eighth floor of anything is bad!
When have I ever grabbed the spotlight?
(Phases out of the grain.) Tucker, please. This is stupid. (Tucker phases out of grain.) You're my best friend. I'm not jealous. I'm concerned.
(Reaches arm out.) Tuck, wait!
Whoa! I can't fly that fast. Is he getting more powerful?
Nice trick. Do you do kids' parties?
I may be catching Sam's cold, but that's not important right now. Tucker, look.
I was afraid of that. (Puts hand on Tucker's shoulder.) I hate to do this, pal, but I need to see what's going on inside of you, and there's only one way to do that.
Got it.
Oh no.
Tucker, get out of there.
Fine! I will!
(Overshadowing Paulina) Tucker, you're turning the whole school upside-down. How 'bout giving it a break?
(Turns Paulina around, eyes glow green. Points.) Because your fun is kind of mean. (Jerks thumb over shoulder.) Now get out of Paulina!
(Turns Paulina around, eyes glow green.) No, you!
Then maybe I need to have a chat with this Babazita. (Flies off.)
If you're trying to snag a wishing ghost, what better place than a wishing well?
Dang it. (Sneezes.)
Huh?
Oh, no you don't.
Listen, Desiree, I want you to take away Tucker's ghost powers, pronto.
Tuck? He's not that jealous. Is he?
You change him back!
Yeah? How 'bout a fist?
Get back!
(Struggling.) Aah! Can't break free! Can't go intangible and escape! (Suddenly spots the thermos lying a few feet from his head.)
Or I do. (Grabs the thermos, uncaps it, and points it at Desiree.) I wish you would disappear inside this thermos!
If I weren't a "C" student, I would've thought of that five days ago. Now to find Tuck. (Flies off.)
Quarter to noon, and no sign of Tucker.
Should've guessed.
Tucker, you're changing your grades?! That's cheating!
No way. Tucker, you're in real danger. (Reaches a hand out towards Tucker.)
(Puts hands up defensively.) Take it easy. We're friends, remember?
He's getting more malevolent. More ghost-like.
(Stands.) Tuck, please! You have to listen to me. There isn't much time!
Unfortunately, yes. I can't get through to him! (Pauses while getting an idea. Smiles.) But I know what can. (Jumps out to float in front of the table.) Catch me if you can, Sucker Phantom!
The girls' locker room.
Only five minutes left. (To Tucker:) Ha! You got no game!
What's the matter? Can't catch what you can't see?
Where is he? He has to have followed me. (Looks behind him.) It's almost noon!
(In fake acting tone:) No! Don't throw me into the Ghost Zone. Please!
I'm only gonna have one shot at this.
No, it's not you, Tuck. Not anymore.
Dude, don't worry about it. (Sniffs.) You were under the genie's spell, and you broke it.
Or if I had been a little less of a show-off around you. (Sticks hand out.) Friends?
(Smiling.) You don't know the half of it.
Finally. One day where I get home on time without any ghost detours making me miss my ten o'clock curfew.
Or not. Going ghost!
You fellas look lost. Um, any chance of you staying that way?
Ask me what?
Dad?
Give it your best shot, guys! I'm a whiz at dodgeball!
Okay, technically it's "dodge-beak," but who cares?
(Gasps.) Agh. It's almost ten!
You know that old saying about a bird in the hand? (Spins vulture around and hits other two with him, then throws him towards them.) Well, neither do I! (Vultures fly away.) And don't go messing any windshields on your way out of town!
I wonder why those guys were trying to waste Dad. (Clock chimes ten behind him. He flinches and turns to look at it.) Oh, no. Dad.
(Frowning.) Oh, poop.
You already said chores.
Look, I'm under a lot of pressure. You two have no idea what it's like to be a kid today!
Yeah? Well, I beg to differ.
(Annoyed:) Jazz!
(More annoyed:) Jazz!
I...can?
Ugh. I need some air. (Goes to press a button.)
Jazz, hello? Football helmets, jerseys, cheeseheads? He's a Packers fanatic.
(To Jazz:) Is he hitting on Mom?
Whoa, cool!
(Sliding hand through air.) Smooth.
Oh, great. Just what I need: a working vacation.
Hi, guys! (Punching a fist into his palm.) Remember me?
Okay. That was almost too easy.
Oh, whatever. I was aiming for the birds, but you'll do.
Whoa. Fast. Alright, better stop fooling around.
You...you know me?
I...I don't wanna fight you.
(Flies up and fires ecto-blast at Vlad.) Get away!
No, I can't! How are you doing all this?
No! Get away!
Huh? Where am I? What happened?
I...must've been worn out from the long car trip. I-I'll be okay in the morning. I'm sorry for the scare.
Jazz, aren't you coming to the reunion?
Whatever. (Leaves.)
Okay, I'm officially mortified.
Oh, sure, Mr. Masters. But call me Danny. "Son's" what my dad calls me.
(Gets up.) Okay!
Present? I don't see a present.
Hey! Wait a minute.
Oh, no. (Backing up.) No way.
(Kicking one ectopus away.) Let go!
Those ghosts... They were two of the first ghosts I fought!
Skulker?!
How did you get back in your ecto-skeleton? What are you doing here?
Huh? Hey! I can't phase out of this. It's disrupting my powers!
(Chuckles nervously.) Uh, the glowing blade is new.
Skulker? The ectopuses? I don't understand!
Second?
You! I'm going ghost! (Nothing happens.) Going ghost! (Nothing happens again.) Why can't I go ghost?
Let me out of here!
Dude, you are one seriously crazed-up fruit loop. That is never going to happen.
(Relieved:) Hey, you're the Dairy King! (Worried again:) Oh, great. What are you gonna do? Suffocate me with Limburger? Strangle me with Swiss?! Or--
Let me go? (Kicks cube out of the way.) Well, thank you! But, why?
Hey, will you help me fight Plasmius?
(Alarmed:) Dad! (Goes ghost and flies off.)
Guess again, cheesehead.
Forget it, pal. Your money can't buy my mom, it can't buy the Packers, and it can't buy me!
(Pointing.) I know who you are. I'll tell my father. I'll tell everyone.
Huh?
Oh, great. It's a stick.
Sorry, dad. I've got one shot at this.
(Overshadowing Jack) It was nothing, Mom-- uh, Maddie. Sure, heh, Maddie. You make sure Harry's okay (Sets Maddie down) while I finish this.
How's it going, V-Man?
Listen to me. I swear I'll walk out of my dad right now and expose us both, unless you agree to a truce.
(Lowers Vlad a bit.) No, I'm not. My parents will accept me, no matter what. But if I expose you...well, what would my mom think of you?
You'll be miserable and alone for the rest of your life, unless you call a truce.
I can't believe they fired Harry.
Oh, whatever. Who cares what you were when you were younger? It's who you grew into that makes you who you are.
Hey, if you can cause that much damage in college, and still turn out to be this cool, ghost-butt-kicking adult, well, maybe there's hope for me yet.
Oh, man!
Dad, can I ask you a question?
Huh? (The Speeder begins to fly forward.) Whoa!
Whoa! (Closes eyes in anticipation of impact.)
Whooooooooa!
Uh, sorry. (Shakes.) I-I didn't know. I'm from...out of town.
Y-Yes, sir. (Salutes and smiles nervously.)
Divorce? What?! (Looks at Jazz walking out door past him.) Jazz, did you just hear that?
Yeah, but I-I have never heard her so mad.
Jazz? Are Mom and Dad gonna split up?
Jazz? (Pokes Jazz.) Jazz?!
Hey! I'm trying to make this place spotless so Mom will have a clean house to come home to.
Oh, my gosh. This place is a mess! (Floats down a bit.) If Mom comes back and sees the lab like this, she'll be even angrier at Dad.
"Let this gift repair the bridge to our love. Happy anniversary - Jack?!" (Stares at portal.) Oh, no.
You should've seen 'em fighting. My folks never fight. Well, they fight ghosts, but...that's different.
But it's the thing my dad's gonna use to apologize! They're...right on the brink! I'm telling ya, anything could set them over the edge.
Said the word. (Stops walking.) Oh, man. She did! (Screaming:) She said the word!
That settles it. I'm going into the Ghost Zone and get that present back.
(Sighs.) I so don't want to do this.
(To Sam:) You'll monitor the webcam?
No, it's not. It's creepy. And it goes on forever. I don't even know where to start to look!
Uh-, (raises arm) -Hi! (weak chuckle)
Have-have you seen a (moves arms) present? (Eyes shift to the top-right corner) Um, about (moves arms again to show size) about yea big?
Sorry, (eyes get wider) Sorry! Wah!
Oh, man.
Every one of these doors goes into another ghost’s lair?! I’m never gonna find that present. My folks are gonna get divorced and it’s gonna be all my fault.
Huh.
So *this* is where all that stuff ends up.
Ugh, what are *you* doing here?
You mean the Fenton Thermos?
Ugh. Look, I’m looking for something important, (lifts arms) I don’t have time for your box puns.
Hey, what’s going on?
Wait! This is all a big misunderstanding!
Great. My folks are splitting up, my sister’s a basket case, (turns to face the Box Ghost) and I’m going to ghost jail.
This may be the worst day of my life.
This is the worst day of my life.
[Turning around, closing his eyes and yelling.] Will you stop that!
Excuse me, sir, but-but-
Uh, you said “executioner” three times.
[Turns to Walker.] Well, you see, uh, Mr. Walker, uh, the truth is— [He grabs his chair.] —I-I’m actually trying [Danny walks off with the chair.] to remove— [Zoom out to show Danny walking with his chair to get closer to the present, Walker is turned the other way on the other side.] —the contraband. So, um, if I could just [Zoom in on Danny.] grab it and go, [Chuckles nervously and stands up to grab the present.] I’ll promise I’ll—
[Weak chuckle.] Wow, heh, pretty much everyone who hates me all at one table. [Close up on Danny’s face.] Just like high school. [Cut to the table. Everyone stands up and walks toward Danny, Technus is grasping his fist in his hand. Cut to an aerial view, the four of Danny’s foes have him partially surrounded on the front side, with Technus on Danny’s left, then Desiree, then The Box Ghost, then Skulker on the right.] Sorry I can’t stay and catch up on old times! [Danny walks backwards. Cut to Danny bumping into the food line. He turns around.]
[Thrusts his arm forward.] Wait! [His arm retracts back to the ladle.] I’m not the enemy here. I mean, yeah, [He bends his arms out.] I sent you all back to the Ghost Zone, [He turns his arms to the right, the Lunch Lady, struggles to keep Danny in place.] but I didn't lock you up here, did I?
If we work together we could all bust out of here. [Zoom out to show Skulker from behind, with Danny in a headlock by the Lunch Lady's ladle in the distance.] And you could always [Outstretches his arms.] kick my butt later.
Here’s what we do...
[Getting up.] Ohhh... [Close up on Danny’s face.] My ghost leg!
Now!
No thanks, [Close up on Danny’s face.] I have some unfinished business with the warden.
Thanks. [Expression changes from happy to confused.] I think?
How about saying [Close up on Danny’s face.] “please”? [Zoom out. Walker is in the foreground shown from behind.] Saying “please” is a rule.
Is now. [Close up on Danny’s face. He blinks and looks to the left. Cut to the present. It is still floating and glowing in place. Zoom in on it. Cut to Danny.] The present!
Tucker, Sam! How’d you get in here?
[Repeats.] We’re the ghosts? [Close up on Danny’s face.] So... maybe it’s time to stop fighting like a ghost... [Zoom out. Aerial shot. Walker is shown from behind, standing on Danny, whose hands are still on the boot and whose legs have spread out. Danny smirks.] And start fighting like a kid!
I’ll take that!
Forget it, Walker. This is the Ghost Zone, I’m not just a ghost— [Cut to Danny seen from behind. Walker is in the foreground. Pan up to show the Specter Speeder.] —I’m human. Your rules— [Cut to Danny. He puts the present under one arm and grabs the back of the Specter Speeder with the other.] —don’t apply.
[Off-screen.] No he didn’t!
H-He kept it at home— [Jack’s face is now in the foreground. Cut to Jack, who is holding out his arms. Danny walks onscreen, handing the box to Jack.] —uh, so the mosquitoes wouldn’t get it? [Danny holds out his arms at his shoulders. Jack crouches over to Danny, holding the box.]
I have an allowance?
You guys aren’t getting a divorce? [Puts his arms down.]
They weren’t ever gonna [Holds his arm out.] get a divorce!
It was all just a huge misunderstanding.
Love some.
[to himself] Good one, Fenton. You let him get away, you idiot.
Yeah, well, your brother calls you fink!
Yeah, when I was 8 and you weren't a fink.
I can't believe my stupid sister convinced Lancer to make this my punishment. And can we please turn up the heat in here? I can see my own breath!
What?!
Wait, Jazz called me a loser too?
Then why do I feel so miserable?
I'm fine. I can't believe my sister told that shrink I'm a loser.
[sarcastically] Wow, you are the smart one. [scowls again]
[interrupting] Jazz, I know you think you're helping, and I'm sure when I'm older I'll appreciate it, but right now, I don't.
Well, maybe this is me now, huh? Not everyone's pumped up full of spirit all the time, you know. [His ghost sense goes off.] [to himself] Ghost sense? I don't see anything. [He starts shivering.]
Leave me alone!
Back off, ghost bug!
Somebody called for an exterminator?
I should have gone intangible. Idiot! I'm not getting better at this. I'm getting worse.
Alright, pal! Time for you to-- [he looks around. Bertrand has vanished.] Gone. Great. Another bad guy gets away. [He flies up off the ground. We see Jazz watching through a window as Danny hovers in front of it, his back to her.] Maybe Jazz was right. Maybe I am a loser.
It didn't look like a ghost to me. It just looked like a big bug. So I ran. [bitterly] Like a looooser.
Nope.
What? Jazz, no!
[visibly grasping for something to say] I...I... [more enthusiastically] ...actually, yes. Jazz thinks she saw a ghost today. [grinning smugly] Tell them, Jazz.
Well, enjoy your chat!
A month's detention?! But I didn't do anything!
But--
And this is supposed to help me how?
[sitting down] I'm not afraid of being called a baby. I'm afraid of...being called a loser.
[resignedly] Of course.
Hey, whose side are you on, anyway?
Ah-- Yeah, I know. [He drops his head into his arms on the table.] I don't get it. [Sitting up again slightly] Why am I so depressed and angry all the time? That shrink was supposed to be helping me. Ever since I started talking to her, I've been feeling worse.
[crossly] Like you care. Just go away, Jazz. [His ghost sense goes off.] Oh, no.
[to himself] Gotta keep Jazz busy. [Popping to his feet, he glares accusingly at Tucker and Sam.] Yeah, well, if you're gonna take her side, then you hang with her too! [Grabbing Jazz by the shoulder and shoving her into his chair] Here, take my seat, [throwing his arm melodramatically over his face] you've already taken my friends. [He races off through the back door of the pharmacy.]
I know you need your makeup, but you're just gonna have to wait your turn.
[Getting back up] Yeah, well, maybe I don't need to be to beat you!
Then again--
No! You leave them alone!
[So mad his eye twitches] Do...not..call..me...a LOSER!!!
[dejected] Great, he got away again. Another ringing endorsement for the town screw-up.
[noticing her staring at him] What?
[Flinching] Ugh! What?!
Yeah right. That's not what I hear.
I know.
[Looking away, like he's seriously considering it] Um...
I don't feel like talking about it. [walks away and crosses his arms sulkily]
Oh, gross!
And to make it worse, we're all gonna have to sit through Jazz's idiotic speech when she tries to put the "I" back in "spirit" or some other nonsense.
What the heck is she so happy about?
[perking up] Wait a minute. [grabbing Tucker's PDA] Let me see something. [He opens one of the pictures of himself in the baby suit.]
Glad you didn't. Look at that. [In the photo, Danny's breath is clearly visible.] I kept thinking I was seeing my breath. [He zooms in closer] That it was cold. But what if that's my ghost sense? What if Spectra is somehow making people more miserable? What if she's a ghost?
Jazz!
I figured it out, finally. You feed on misery, don't you?
No, I'm sure you can't. You can't help anyone except yourself.
You find that one thing that a kid's most afraid of [Spectra listens in amusement] -- their future, their looks, their confidence -- [he falters slightly, then puffs out his chest] and you pick at it and pick at it while your snippy little ghost assistant feeds on it!
Let go of me!
Man, I am so tired of you dumping on me. And I am so tired of dumping on myself. Jazz never did that, even when I was mad at her. [throwing off Spectra] And I won't let her down!
I so don't have time for this. [Pulling the Thermos off his back, he uncaps it and sucks up Bertrand.]
And you're done telling me what to do! [Flying around behind her, he grabs Spectra by the tail and throws her into a nearby Dumpster. He smiles triumphantly for a moment, then realizes what he's forgotten.] Jazz!
Both! Uh...neither! I don't know.
Talk about having nothing within.
Uh...uh...
Oh. Uh, right. [Going intangible, he flies off.]
Aaaaaaah!
*huff* Moving *puff* Gotta keep moving [He looks behind him]
Every time he fails, he comes after me!
Wait a minute! I have ghost Powers.
Man, that was close.
It's like Dash, but with better breath. Now this I can handle.
Or not.
[to Valerie] I'll tell you what I'm not: Coated with dog saliva.
Bad dog! No! Get back here!
Cut it out, you stupid mutt!
I feel bad. If I could have stopped that ghost dog, none of this would have happened.
Hey, come on. I know you're upset. But he just wants to help. We all do.
[Ghost sense goes off] I'm gonna have to pass too. [Danny hops on his scooter and rides out of sight.]
How'd you get out of the Ghost Zone? [Tickles Cujo under the chin, and he turns into his small, cute, happy form.]
Ghost dogs are more entertaining than regular dogs. [Lifts one foot and examines it.] Great. Invisible dog do.
Come on, boy! Not again!
Okay, Cujo! In you go! [Tosses Cujo through the portal.]
[hands covered with green ghost dog saliva] Yuck! That's it, I'm getting a hamster.
Did you see that? Valerie just got scorched by her friends.
No kidding. Hey, who let the dogs in!
You see, the song is “Who let the dogs out” but I said " Who let the dogs in.” [pause] I'll be right back. [ducks under the table to go ghost]
Nice pooch! Easy. That lady isn't edible. And neither is anything she cooks.
And neither am I!
I'm telling you this is one bad dog. Every time I throw him into the ghost zone, he tunnels out through the portal and comes looking for me.
Where are you going?
Okay, let's get to it. [reads aloud] "A dog's hearing is much more acute than a human's.“ Which means...”
That's weird! This dog is already trained. [Cujo jumps up to lick his face, knocking him down the small hill.] Sort of.
Stay!
What the heck was that?!
Wow. Nice aim. [pink buzz-saw blade comes down, nicking Danny's arm.] Hey! That hurt!
Don't know. Don't care. See the ball boy? [Makes an energy ball.] Fetch!
Oh, man! She's coming! Sam! Hide!
[snapping coming out of a happy daze] No! Why?! D-did you?
Great! My best friend has a crush on a ghost hunter.
How can I? That stupid ghost dog could be anywhere, not to mention, I have no idea how Valerie became a ghost hunter.
Really? What else did he tell you?
Looking for something? What are you looking for? Sam was right. Ghost dog or not, you're still a dog, and You're looking for something.
You should be safe here until help comes.
Tucker, you can't still like her!
You I trust. It's your hormones I worry about.
379 girls at our school, and you've got to have a crush on the one with the weapons and the grudge.
All this is my fault. I suppose I should do something to help Valerie. After I figure out what to do with you.
Go on boy, go get it!
How d... [pointing] FETCH!
What you're looking for is in there? Somebody's coming!
[After Damon and the Axion boss have passed] Valerie's dad? Oh, great!
Okay. Good news, there's only one guard. Bad news, it's Valerie's dad.
[going ghost] So I think it's safer if I go down there by myself. This Fenton Fisher should make a good leash. [uses the ghost fishing line to tie Cujo's collar to a tree.] You guys watch the dog.
[Flying slowly] I wish I knew what I was looking for.
I really hate to do this! [charges up a ghost energy ball] But [releases a blast that knocks away Valerie's gun.]
That's because I'm not trying to hit you. Can't we talk?
Yeah, you're welcome! [lets her drop]
An old kennel? This must be where they kept all the guard dogs.
Huh?
Keep away! Is this what you've been looking for? [Holds up a little pink bear, the squeaky toy he found in the kennel.]
It's OK! Duz you want your squeaky? Oh, Duz you? Here you go! [Throws the toy like a ball.] Now, please, go home! And stay there!
Look, I know you're angry, and but it's not my dog, and I'm sorry about whatever to you, but not all ghosts are evil.
I'm sorry, but I can't help you there! [flies off]
I just with I knew where she got those weapons.
Get off me, Klemper!
Will someone please remind me- [Klemper pulls Danny into a hug.] Why- [Cut to Sam holding her hair back so she can admire her earphone, which Danny’s voice is coming out of.] This was a good idea? [Sam lowers her hand.]
They’re not supposed to look good. [Strains. Zoom out and rotate to reveal Klemper hugging him tightly. Danny has his hands pushing Klemper’s head and his feet are wiggling wildly.] They’re supposed to filter out spectral noise so [Places feet on Klemper’s chest trying to pull his hand away. Klemper, concerned, doesn’t want to let go.] we can communicate. [Danny is flung backwards. Pan left as he lands on his back with Klemper on top of him. Danny tries to push him up.] Like when I say things like [Shouts as Klemper wiggles his tiny legs.] HELP GET THIS THING OFF ME!
Really? [Smiles.] Hey, maybe I should give a pair to Paulina. [Klemper shoves a hand over Danny’s mouth, silencing him.]
Can a ghost get frostbite?
Uh… [Sam and Danny release their hands suddenly, with Danny narrowing his eyes in a weak smile.]
I think I’m gonna need my hands [Puts his hands on his ears.] for this.
I don’t get it! [Looks at Tucker’s shirt.] This Ember McLain comes outta nowhere [Cut to Danny.] and suddenly she’s the biggest thing since MP3s! [Arches his eyebrows.] It’s so-- [Sam, from off-screen, interrupts him. Danny looks disappointed.]
I was gonna say “weird”, but, uh, [Shrugs, smiling.] okay.
We’re not together.
Uh-oh.
[Off-screen.] Ember’s [Cut to Danny, mystified.] the ghost? [Cut to a shocked Danny, bending down.] Oh my gosh!
[Bends down.] I gotta save Lancer! [Close-up on Danny. He asides.] Wow, this is bittersweet.
Now to knock the pop princess [Turns his head forward.] off the [Stops suddenly.]
[Off-screen.] -charts?
Tucker, you’re starting to scare me. And I fight ghosts!
You know, he has a point.
I still don't get [He places his hands on his locker and turns it intangible.] why we're not affected by Ember's music. [Danny plunges his hand inside as if he's searching for something. Sam shrugs.]
Individuality or [He takes the Fenton Thermos out of his locker, resuming color in his arm as he points up with his other hand.] intelligence?
Are you okay, Sam? [Cut to Sam, suddenly looking nervous and awkward.]
Something tells me they’re not gonna love seeing their idol sucked inside [Looks to Sam.] the Fenton Thermos.
Hey! Do you take requests? [Close-up on Danny.] How about “Beat It”?
“Dipstick”? [Smiles falsely.] Ho ho. [Returns to serious.] Funny. [He flies off.]
Who writes your insults? [Cut to Danny.] The same hack who writes your songs? [He looks down to the side.]
Chanting… [Blinks, looking to Ember.] makes her stronger…
[Dreamily.] Wow. I just never realized [Cut to Danny crawling toward Sam at the edge of the cutout over flowing traffic below. Horns honk.] you’re really pretty [Stops crawling.] when you’re about to fall off a building.
But you’re over there [He lowers his eyes dreamily as he puts his palm near his chest.] and I’m over here. I wanna be [Points.] over there!
[Crawling forward dreamily.] Who’s Paulina?
How can I study? [Closes his eyes.] All I can think about is Sam.
[Meditating..] Sam…
[Off-screen.] Sam…
Sam! You snuck out to see me! [He hunches his shoulders and closes his eyes dreamily.] Oh, this is just like Romeo and Juliet [The sparkles stop as Danny points a thumb to his chest.] except I’m the one on the balcony [He smiles gleefully and shrugs as the sparkles resume.] and I can understand everything we’re saying.
You want me to open up? [Cut to Danny leaning as he looks onto the floor.] Okay. [He puts a finger on his face to think.] Um, one time, [Puts out his hand.] when I was five, [Clasps his hands together dreamily.] I really wanted a puppy, [Points up a finger in a mimicking lecture.] but my parents-
It doesn’t matter! [Danny takes Sam’s hands and admires her with green sparkles flaring up everywhere.] Just so long as we have each other.
So why are you still holding my hands?
And why are you still wearing those [Close-up on Danny.] Fenton Phones I gave you?
[Sparkles clear.] Does this mean that we’re breaking up?
So we’re not breaking up?
You’re beautiful when you’re wracked with guilt.
I won’t leave you, Sam.
I can’t! [Close-up on Danny.] I won’t!
Sam [Close-up on Danny.] how could you? [Closes his eyes angrily.] How? [Zoom out to show Danny yelling.] Hey, get away from her!
You and Dash? [Points to Sam, smiling.] But we were [Close up on shocked and worried Sam, blinking. Close up on smiling Danny, who looks down again. Cut to Sam and Danny again.] But… we weren’t, [Danny drops his hand, Sam looks down.] were we?
[Growling.] Ember…
No. I feel like my heart’s been ripped out. [Close-up on Danny.] But I know who I can take it out on!
Hey, No-Hit wonder! Mind if I jam with the band?
[Off-screen.] Sorry! [Cut to Danny holding the microphone stand in both hands.] No vocals in this number! [Close-up on Danny.] Have you considered taking up mime?
She’s too strong. If I could just stop the crowd from chanting. [Cut to the crowd pumping their hands in the air. Pan across it to the right. Off-screen.] Something horrible that will break the spell [Close-up on Danny, looking back.] Like… [Cut to Danny. Pan left as he turns back to Sam and Tucker backstage.] Sam kissing Dash! [Cut to Tucker with his dreamy smile. Zoom in on him. Cut to Danny. He’s smirking and holding a microphone.] Or worse. [Zoom out as Danny prepares to chuck the microphone.] Tucker, sing! Take the mic and sing! [He chucks it. Cut to Tucker, his arms out to catch it. He holds it, unsure.]
Oh, uh, [Laughs and shrugs.] I-I was kidding! [Points his fingers.] You rock! [Lifts his arms.] You rock out loud!
The only thing we’re saying here is [Thrusts out the thermos as it charges up blue.] goodbye! [The thermos blasts a blue capture beam.]
Uh, o-okay, [Turns and raises a palm.] y-you can stop now.
Nope. Besides, [Leans his head back.] she’s a little busy right now.
I know what you mean. Nobody but us has a clue. Except for that Chaos guy. That guy is unstoppable.
Still not stopped.
What?
Darn it. I thought using the Fenton Helmet as my game controller would give me an edge, not hat hair.
Oh no you don't. (Goes ghost) At least the hair's better.
Oh great. Constantly getting zapped in Doomed is bad enough but now I have to track down that loser. Or I can deal with it tomorrow. It is tomorrow. I've been up all night. (Yawns) Oh well, one sleepy day at school and one lame ghost freed. What's the worst that could happen?
Last time Technus fused a monster out of the junk from my dad's shed. Be on the lookout for runaway appliances.
Uh level zero is a no man's land, Sam. It's a glitch in the Doomed program. If you get knocked into it, you're stuck there.
Look familiar? Technus saw me playing Doomed last night and now he's trying to look like Chaos.
Ignoring that. Okay Tuck here's what we'll do. You distract him with an L2 throttle right maneuver and I'll power up and engage him in battle mode.
You stay here, Sam. You probably don't know the moves that we're talking about here.
Okay. This calls for advance mode with an intangibility bonus.
Cool. How'd I do that?
Yeah well you Technus, are going to need to learn some new video game moves if you want to beat us.
Eh, whatever. I'm here, he's gone, and that means my work here is done.
Okay Tuck, just like in the park.
Aw man. It's like he was three steps ahead of us. Uhh another all-nighter. (Yawns)
M-Mr. Lancer. I-I can explain--
Pass me so you don't look bad?
But it's only one stupid test.
Got it. I got it! If you crack the safe at MegaMart you get an extra life.
As much as I hate to say it, Sam's got a point. I probably should be studying. Tuck?
Chaos is nothing compared to Lancer. Imagine if he caught me in here.
But it's fun.
Then you need to get out more.
My parents?!
Dad, I--
(Simultaneously with Jazz) But I have stuff to do after class. How do you know that?
It's Tucker.
I can't believe it was you dusting us all this time. Why didn't you say something?
What a mess. It's my fault Technus is out there while I'm stuck studying the world's dullest subject.
Uh, just stretching my legs. Oh, writing your sister, huh? You have a sister?
I'm 14. I don't really care.
Gotta cross teacher off my what I wanna be when I grow up list. You guys there?
Just checking in. How's it going?
Wish I could help. Studying is such a drag.
Mr. Lancer, I was just taking the--
Here we go. Um, in the poem the Tyger. Why does he rhyme the words I and symmetry?
And it's Blake, right? William Blake?
Really? Which ones?
Well, it's now or never. And it better be now. We've got less than an hour before Technus gets to the last level.
Ninety one? Ninety one? I aced it?
Yes! I knew I could do it. Hey, I did. I did know I could do it. Thanks.
Don’t think this means you won't have to. I aced it!
Hello. Not an idiot. Seeya.
Yo guys I'm here. And I aced the test.
No, I got an A minus. A solid A minus.
It'll take me forever to reach level 13.
Ghost powers? Ugh I'm such an idiot. Technus used his ghost powers in the game, so, why can't I right? Alright, I'm in. This had better work. Woah. Excellent. I'm learning all over the place today. Sweet. My powers are the ultimate cheat code.
Master of long-winded introductions. Do you ever stop talking about yourself?
Thanks. He's vulnerable. Keep hammering him.
Negative. Incoming!
Tucker!
Um yeah. Could you take out the trash, Sam?
Not bad for a girl.
Level zero. It's a glitch in the program. One way in, no way out.
Totally out of date.
Just the most awesome display of gamesmanship ever.
Huh? Who on Earth could have done that?
You’re one slippery ghost eel, but I bet you don’t know this trick!
Oookay. Maybe you do.
Oof!
Scary? [Lifts his hands.] Haunted house? [Clenches his hands into fists.] This is great! [Cut to another shot of Danny. Dash is standing behind him facing right but looking to the left at Danny.] I am going to [Crosses arms, while Dash turns and puts his arms on his hips.] totally kick his butt!
Sure. [Zoom in on Danny.] If I win, [Looks down and rolls eyes back, trying to think of something.] you have to [Looks up.] run through the school parking lot in your underwear!
What if we did something with… skeletons? [As he says this, he draws Dash being choked by the already drawn skeleton. Cut to an aerial shot of Danny’s room. Danny is sitting on his bed with legs crossed, Tucker is sitting to the right on a swivel chair with his arms on the back rest and his legs on either side of the support beam. Danny shows the sketchpad to Tucker.] See? H-How scary is that?
How ‘bout this?
Wheee-oooo…
Oh, man! [With a flash of light near Danny’s chin, two rings appear as he turns back to a human.] Halloween’s a week away-
And I still don’t have a [Raises his arms, looking up.] clue what I’m gonna do for my [Puts his right hand back on his chin and his left hand back on his knee.] haunted house room.
“Chronicles of the Fright Knight”?
Wait a minute… [Cut to a shot of Danny reading the book, he looks up in surprise.] I’ve seen this before!
Look familiar?
This is great! He’s a ghost, [Zoom in on Danny.] and he’s the spirit of Halloween? [Danny picks up the book and looks in it again.] That means I can take the best ideas from-
This guy and fuse them [Close up.] into my haunted house room!
Well, [He lifts his arms.] it’s not about being original, [He puts down his right arm and points with his left one.] it’s about not eating Dash’s underwear.
[With a gruff voice.] I AM THE FRIGHT KNIGHT! TREMBLE BEFORE THE SOUL SHREDDER!
[With a salesman tone.] It slices. [Danny bops the sword on Tucker’s head, causing the sword to squeak.] it dices, [Danny slams the end of the sword into Tucker’s stomach, and lifts it up, bonking it on Tucker’s head a couple more times.] it creates your worst fear! [Cut to another shot, this time looking up at the model while Danny thrusts the sword down near the camera, the sword jiggles. Still with a salesman tone.] Now, how much would ya pay?
Mom? Dad? What are you doing?
This is all very riveting, [Puts down his hand and looks down.] and by riveting I mean “Dull” with a capital “D”, [Looks up and points his thumb over his shoulder.] but you guys need to leave before Lancer thinks you’re helping me.
No! No, no, no! [Danny walks to the left off-screen with his arms raised, Sam follows. Cut to the doorway, Danny is walking his parents to the door.] Um, I’m just starting to get interested in ghosts, [Thrusts out his arms.] like my old man!
Decorated room, [Cut to Danny from the front, floating. He looks downward and points behind his shoulder with his thumb.] faked-out parents…
Only thing left to do is to check out what Dash’s lame theme is [Crosses his arms and closes his eyes.] then spend the rest of the night gloating!
Man, that is cool! [Danny looks down. Cut to his hands. The yellow sword is lying prone, and it deflates with a high-pitched hiss, falling over Danny’s wrists. Cut to another shot of Danny with the deflated sword.] And man, that’s not! I have to do something fast [Cut to a shot of Dash’s feral underpants in a glass case on a table. Nest to it is a blue placard that reads “Reserved for Fenton”.] or it’s Tighty-Whiteys [Zoom in on the underwear.] for dessert.
Desperate times [Cut to a farther shot, Danny is about to enter through a window. His face faces front and turns to face the back as he enters.] call for desperate measures.
Oh, right. [Danny removes his hand, revealing a small gash in his side and a pool of green, ectoplasmic goo on his glove. Zoom out to Danny.] Rule number one: [Thrusts back.] In the Ghost Zone, [Turns and clenches his fist.] ghosts can be hurt.
Wait a minute! That’s right!
Ghosts can be hurt here...
...but humans have it made!
This place gives me the creeps.
Which means it’ll scare the pants offa Lancer!
You guys need to eat more red meat.
Hi-ya!
Uh
That’s right!
You know badness when you see it.
What?
I-I can bring the sword back by midnight,--
(offscreen) *Yes*!
Home sweet home!
Phew
If you think that’s scary,--
Stole, borrowed.
Semantics
You worry too much.
Maybe I should get this thing back.
Right after Mr. Lancer judges my room! Besides,--
That’s right, Sam.
*Nothing* is safe inside… (bends over to pick up an object) Danny Fenton’s… (now carrying a functional flashlight and shines it in his face for a creepy effect) “Room of Doom”!
Enter if you dare.
(chuckles weakly, smiling, before turning back to the spider) All part of the show.
(looks toward Sam, smiling as if he has control over the situation) I will, as soon as Lancer declares me the winner!
Yes! (stands up straight, arms akimbo) I’ll take “mildly impressed”.
That’s my cue to clean up!
Sam!
(off-screen) Catch!
*See*? (leans back and crosses arms) I told ya I had everything under control.
We’ve got enough--
*Tuck*!
Hah!
Lancer?
Where’d he go?
Mr. Lancer?
What’d you do to him?
*YES*! (crouches down with fists clenched, eyes closed and smiling with victory) This contest is SO MINE!
Uh, (turns eyes forward) I mean--
(with pretend, proud superhero voice) Bring him back, you fiend!
Not if I can help it!
Which, *apparently* I can’t.
Tucker!
No!
(within the crack) Doesn’t *anything* work on this guy?
Sam
I'm so sorry.
I wanted to win so bad!
But not *this* bad.
A pumpkin?
There are no pumpkins in the room.
“No pumpkins in the room”? (relaxes shoulders) It’s Halloween! (puts hand to face) What am I, an idiot?
Strike 6! Way to whip, Mr. October!
Hah!
“To cease the storm…
To end the fear…
(lifts the sword a little more, looking to the left) The sword must sheathe…
In pumpkin near!”
Trick *and* treat, buckethead!
Told ya I’d have it back by midnight.
Sam!
Haha!
Yes!
Mr.Lancer?(runs off-screen) Wait up!
Mr. Lancer, wait. (straightens up) I have to be honest.
(looking to the right, eyelids hanging low) I-I cheated.
Well I borrowed--eh--uh, (lifts the other hand, palm lying flat) -- stole, (brings the arms to his sides, they are still up) some of my parent’s technology.
Yeah! That!
You don’t know (slumps down, miserable) the half of it.
Hey! Easy on the ghost Ink. I just had this Suit cleaned.
Down, boy! Don't eat that; It's a vegetarian!
What a night. Everytime I turn around, there's another ghost!
Where are all these ghosts coming from?!
Ugh come on. I've been fighting ghosts for 24 hours. Can't one be easy?
So long slinky.
Oh great. One more to go.
Um sir. I believe you're speeding.
Ugh. Of all the rotten luck.
And because of some stupid shadow I had to spend another night rounding up the same ghosts again!
No. But I think I know what is.
Oh great. More bad luck.
Jazz!
Jazz are you alright?
No. Shouldn't you?
(simultaneously with Jazz) Her name's not Kitten.
He's here? Oh man that can't be good.
Well this is awkward.
The weirdest part was me and my parents were actually on the same page. I'm not like them…am I?
Darn it Jazz.
Sufferin' spooks. "Sufferin' spooks"? Oh man I am becoming my dad!
Ugh. Gotta break away from this thing.
Okay. So bright light weakens it. I need some bright light. [Danny scans the town below and spots the movie theather.] Oh yeah. That'll do.
Smile for the camera!
I gotta do something.
Hiya. Not interrupting anything, am I?
Alright. Alright! I was spying on Jazz, and I'm really…
Ugh this stinks. My sister's dating a ghost and I'm turning into my parents!
What the heck are you turning into?
Come on, you can't pull off goth.
[Off-screen] She's not anybody's girl.
No! I won't! Not any more than you would if it were me. [Danny walks up to Jazz and grabs her shoulders.] Come on Jazz.
Think like the brain surgeon you keep telling us you're gonna be. Does this seem right?
Don't you think I'm doing this because I have a reason.
I don't know exactly what's going on, but I know you can't do it without this. Seeya Freakshow.
Ugh. Tucker. Sam. Please pick up.
Hello? Hello? Yeow. Nice hair. Lose a bet?
(gasps) I need geek.
Come on guys.
Time for someone else to get a little dose of bad luck. Catch me if you can, Spooky.
You want this stuff? You're going to have to be faster than that.
Maybe I'm not trying to run.
Hit it!
Maybe I'm exactly where I wanted to be.
Better luck next time. But next time, stay away from my sister.
He's gone and he won't be coming back.
Hey.
Hey.
I need a new image. Can I borrow your PDA?
I'm gonna need a bigger thermos! [Tackled by a ghost]
This is going to end badly.
OK, who's the idiot security advisor that came up with those lame ideas? [His parents come in]
Time to sit in the back where nobody can notice us?
Oh no. You have got to be kidding me. Here? Now?
[Ghost sense constantly goes off] There's so many ghosts in here, my ghost sense is going crazy.
What are you getting at? [They walk into their house and look shocked]
Um if you need me, I'll be in my room being so quiet, it's like I'm not even there.
[Sarcastically] Why would I not be? Just because the town's on high alert and my parents are at my school? [Quickly chews his food then holds his throat] And I'm chewing so fast I think I just swallowed my spork. [Phases his arm through his stomach and pulls a spork out] There we go. All I know is as soon as I get five free minutes, I'm gonna toss that blabbering hairball that started this back into the ghost zone!
Oh no. Here? Again?
[To Sam and Tucker] If anybody asks where I am, lie. [Runs towards a tree] I'm going gho- [Sees Jazz behind the tree]
Okay. Now I'm going ghost. [Transforms]
Whoa! Portable ghost portal? Oh great.
[About Wulf] You're big, you're hairy, and you're a ghost. But if Walker's goons are after you, you can't be all bad. [Zips past Bullet, getting him tangled in the laser. Danny cuts Wulf free from the laser and grabs it] Go ghost stinger! [He sends green energy onto the laser, which makes Bullet vanish in pain. Danny and Wulf land, while Wulf glares at Danny] Friend. Uh [Holds hand out] Friend?
Don't worry. He's not much of a threat. Now if my mom were here, then we'd be in trouble. [A targeting laser appears on Wulf's head]
Oh. Man. You are SO not getting anything for Mother's Day. Come on.
Besides your the only one of us who sort of understands him, and we need to get that collar off.
I gotta get my Fenton Thermos out of my locker. In the meantime see if you can find out what Walker's up to. [Flies through the roof and leaves]
Here we go. [Ghost sense goes off, and he hears Dash nearby]
Meeting? [Transforms into human and walks into the room] What town meeting?
[Shocked] Walker!
Walker, lemme go!
The only thing I'm begging for, [Transforms and blasts Walker back] Is for you to try some mouthwash! [Flies off]
Wow. I waited all puberty for a girl to say that to me and now it's a complete bummer. [Throws her at a billboard]
Ghost shield. Ghost shield. [Hits a button on the wall which activates a ghost shield around the house, pushing the pursuers back]
I fell asleep? [Sees the still-activee ghost shield] At least the shield's still up. [Sees the clock] And it's 10:18!? [Zooms out to show Sam and Tucker next to the clock]
How'd you guys get in? The shield's still up.
Walker's overshadowing everybody around me. I think he's trying to turn everyone in town against me.
It's not funny, Tuck. I'm getting my butt kicked all over the place. At school, at home, and now this? I'll be public ghost enemy number one!
Are you nuts? If I leave this house, I'm dead.
I... might be too young to vote, but I'm casting one anyway! [The crowd goes into panic] You people have to listen to me. I'm on your side.
[To himself] My parents might be overshadowed, but this should harmlessly push the ghosts out of them. [Blasts the ground near his parents, knocking them back] Or they could not be overshadowed, and I could have totally ticked them off.
[To the mayor] Walker! I should've guessed you'd end up in the guy that makes the rules!
[Holds up his thermos] Shouldn't you?
One down, four to go.
Yeah. With some friendly advice: RUN!!!
Where's the thermos?
What are you doing?
Wulf! No!
[Frowns] Oh man, I have got to start paying more attention in these fights.
[Smiles.] With that, I bid you a fond fair farewell. [Flies out of city hall through the roof.]
Duh, I'll see you at dinner.
Well, somebody's gotta. Hey, not me? Who's gonna protect this town? Besides, it not like I can ignore a scream for help.
Except, that one. [Danny, Sam, and Tucker laugh as the screen closes on them.]
Geez, it's hot. Aren't you sweating, Sam?
(Sniffs the air around Sam) I think you're overcooked.
How can I? I'm in front of you.
Well... this is humiliating.
Well this isn't. We've got company, Tuck.
It's Johnny 13's Shadow. I've got to find a place to go ghost.
[Offscreen] Hey, tall, dark, and formless! [onscreen. Shadow turns around and sees Danny. Cut to Danny lunging at him] Remember me?
I'll take that as a yes. Come on slick. Let's see how well you mix with water. Enjoy your trip through the sewers! Oh and if you see Monday's meatloaf, say hi for me.
Guys we've got a problem.
It's worse than that. Paulina saw. She knows I'm half ghost. I finally get to see her in a bathing suit and I can't even enjoy it!
R-really?
So, you think it's cool that I've got these powers?
I'm hot? I'm hot? I'm hot!
Is anybody looking at me funny?
How can I lighten up? Paulina knows I'm half ghost! I mean, she says she's gonna keep the secret but how can I trust her? She's a girl! Girls can't keep secrets. Uh, except for you. You're…different.
You're making it really hard for me to keep a low profile. Looking for me?
W-where did you come from?
I-I'm really happy that you're cool with this Paulina. But everyone's kinda staring at us.
You mean, like a date?
Officially? Like a club?
That's cheating. Or…creative point scoring. I'll be right back after your strike.
(chuckles) It's good to be the best.
I'm the luckiest guy in the world.
Kitty? Johnny? Paulina. Oh great. I'm in the middle of a love rectangle!
Uh, this is all a big mistake.
I'm going ghost!
Optional sun roof. Nice.
He can ride in and out of the ghost zone when he wants now?
No. We should probably talk about something a little more important.
Well you're about 8 shadow attacks too late. What's the story?
Sam? I-I…
Except Paulina. You realize you're going to have to stop this, right?
It's Inviso-bill.
I'm losing my mind. I mean, Paulina's fairly high maintenance.
Radical's good. Let's hear it.
Well, here goes nothing. I hope you're right about this Sam.
You've got to take Kitty back. She is suffocating me. I need my space. You gotta help me!
Okay. Here's the plan.
Anything for you. You were worth fighting Johnny for.
And you know what? I'd kick his butt a hundred times more and a hundred times harder if he ever shows his sorry face again.
Bring it on punk.
My turn.
Then pretend that didn't hurt.
That I did. And now I'm gonna finish you off for good. Seeya in oblivion Johnny.
Hey I don't want to get between you two. Kitty, you're a great girl but I'm nowhere near as cool as Johnny. And you two are obviously made for each other.
Just to make sure you can't come back…
Should have played that a little closer to the vest.
Um hi. Do you know who I am by any chance?
Uh I need a publicist.
Hey Paulina.
Can you believe that? Paulina's still in love but with the wrong me.
Oh well. I have to say, it's good to be back among friends. But the popularity sure was nice while it lasted.
[overshadowing Tucker] Hi, I'm Tucker! Don't let the PDA, glasses, and lack of muscles fool you. I'm a stud.
Yeah. The problem is, I can only split myself this far.
Vlad Plasmius can turn into like four different Vlads at once. That's what this weekend is about.
Nonstop drills.
No homework,
no family,
no interruptions.
Legitimately boring, I'm guessing.
Do you want the truth, or one of those little white lies that doesn't hurt your feelings?
[surprised] The Rockies? That's nowhere near Florida. What gives?
[to himself] I know one way...
[swatting her hand away in alarm] Yeah, I'm--fine.
[crossly] You carry a lot of stuff, Mom. How about a Fenton Cell Phone so we can call for help?
You're up to something...
[sarcastically] Yeah, it's almost like it's some sort of villainous plot. [scowling] What an incredibly well-planned coincidence.
[Getting back up by the still-smoking chair] Um, correct me if I'm wrong, but wasn't Dad possessed by some filthy, putrid,(smiling) lonely, single ghost?
[cheerily] Bye Vlad! And as a lonely single man in your 40s, might I suggest internet dating? Or a cat!
Pass.
Yah! Ok! I get it! Stop touching me.
Look, I'm gonna sleep over here, ok? [He practically runs away, dragging the sleeping bag away from the fire where Maddie is sitting.]
Mm-hmm. [Rolling over] Good night.
Either Mom needs to shave her legs, or this is really bad news.
[Standing] Nice petting zoo, Plasmius. [He goes ghost.] Where's your lonely-guy cat?
W-wh-what was that?
[to himself, looking at his wrist where she's holding him] Wow, that doesn't hurt.
[As she pulls out a double strike staff] How can she not have a phone in there?
[Running over to hug her arm] You are awesome!
[nervously] Uh, wait for me! [he dashes after her.]
I, uh, think we gave those ghost animals the slip. Uh...shouldn't we figure out a way to call Dad?