02x43 - Lights Out

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(Thunder crashing)

Hmm.

Excuse me, brah.

I'm looking for my girlfriend.

Hello, Jude.

(Shouting)

Starr?

Is that you?

My name is now Nebula.

But what's with your clothes,

and your hair, and your face?

I mean, uh, your new... look.

Don't you like it?

I'm a Goth now.

Sure, it's... uh... awesome,

Starr.

It's Nebula, as in dark and

fathomless.

Oh, okay, Nebula.

Dark and fabulous.

Fathomless, not fabulous.

And you don't have to say that

part.

It's just Nebula.

Okay, Nebula.

So, you gonna change back into

your regular clothes soon?

No, Jude.

This is the new me.

My new friends and I can see

through the thin veil of

illusion that hides the

underlying rot of the universe.

New friends?

I want you to meet them.

I think you'll really like them.

Awesome.

So, you keepin' that gargoyle

dude on your lip?

Yes.

And the chains?

Uh-huh.

Okay.

That's cool, Starr.

Nebula!

And what's wrong with the

chains?

It's just that yesterday you

were into skateboarding and

eatin' healthy food, and now

you're kind of a... downer.

My eyes have been opened to a

whole new world, and it's not

pretty.

Okay.

So, I'll catch you later, Starr.

Nebula!

♪

♪ Life begins after school

♪ That's when we bend

all the rules ♪

♪ Time to hang

with all my friends ♪

♪ We like to be together

in a place where we belong ♪

♪ I'm sixteen

♪ Starting to find my way

♪ Got a new job

♪ Gonna start at

the mall today ♪

♪ Thank God I'm on my own

for the first time ♪

♪ I'm sixteen

♪ Life is sweet

♪ When you're growing up

so fast ♪

♪ You got to make the good

times last ♪

♪

♪ I'm sixteen, I'm sixteen

♪ Got to make the good

times last ♪

Check it out!

Vampire With a Nail g*n is

finally out!

Gentlemen, start your

nail g*ns.

We are going to the movies.

Ew!

I am not paying money to watch

some creepy guy run around

murdering people.

Good call, Caitlin.

Let's go see The Guy of My

Dreams.

(Caitlin squealing)

Yes!

What?

Two hours of wussy, emo action?

I don't think.



At least it's something

tasteful, not just blood and

guts.

Says here "It's a terrifying

masterwork by a director in the

prime of his career."

Tasteful blood and guts.

And "It's the goriest film

since The Lethbridge Weed

Trimmer m*ssacre."

Yeah, well it's also

restricted.

Darn!

Guess we'll just have to wait a

few years.

Not if we sneak in.

That is, if you ladies aren't

too scared.

Scared?

You gotta be kidding me.

Prove it.

Okay.

If you two can stomach this gore

fest, so can we.

Right, Jen?

R-r-right.

You have to promise not to

run screaming from the theatre,

though.

So do you, Mr. Fearless.

Oh, don't you worry about me.

Care to make it interesting?

Okay!

Whoever pukes or leaves the

theatre first owes the other

person a foot massage.

Oh, you are so on.

You are so rubbing my feet.

Invest in a callus scraper,

buddy.

I've got some nasty ones.

I'm out of here.

Don't wanna be late for my

awesome new job.

Where are you working,

Jonesy?

Nice Lamps opened a new kiosk

at the back of the mall.

All they sell is wind-up

flashlights.

What's so awesome about that?

Who would go to some kiosk

just to buy a flashlight?

Exactly.

It's the slackest gig I've ever

had.

No customers, no work.

See you guys at the movies.

Jude, are you okay?

You look like you just saw a

ghost or something.

Seriously.

What's wrong, Jude?

Starr isn't Starr anymore.

What do you mean?

Yesterday, she was my

awesomely hot Starr.

And today she's a Goth.

(Thunder clapping)

Ooh.

Sorry to hear that.

Goths are a bit depressing.

Oh, I know what's happened

here.

You do?

Yup.

You're in makeover shock.

Here it is.

"The Boyfriend's Guide to

Makeover Mishaps.

When a girl tries out a whole

new look, she turns to her

boyfriend for the ultimate

feedback."

No pressure.

"Whether your new style is

urban chic or romantic retro,

your love mate needs to hear

that she's the most beautiful

girl in the world."

Cool.

But what if she gets her lip

pierced... with a gargoyle?

Well, that can be hot.

You think so, dude?

Uh...

No.

I've got some advice for you.

Run.

Nikki!



Trust me, Jude.

It'll work.

And I just wanted you to know

that no matter what colour your

face is, I think you're the most

beautiful girl in the world.

STARR: I'm a Goth now.

Don't you like it?

No, I don't have anything

against pasty white.

I--

This is the new me.

But, Starr--

Nebula!

Sorry, Nebula.

I need to try... Oh, just

forget it!

Okay.

Later.

Bye.

Chick trauma?

Starr's gone all Goth and I

think she's losing interest in

old Jude here.

I'm being seriously left behind,

dude.

So dress like a Goth.

I'm no Goth, bro.

Hey, if she doesn't like who

you are, be somebody else.

I do it all the time.

(Phone ringing)

CAITLIN: Hello?

Caitlin!

Hi!

Jude here needs a makeover,

pronto!

Send him over.

I'm on it.

Problem solved.

Why are we spying on Starr?

I mean Nebula.

There are several breeds of

Goth.

We need to assess what kind of

Goth Starr is before we make you

over.

(Caitlin gasping)

Hardcore Goth.

It's worse than I thought.

Told you, dude.

No worries.

We can do this.

Come on.

♪

Oh, that's good.

MARILYN: We're going to miss

the previews.

Jude's probably on his way.

We'll give him one more

minute, and then we're going in.

(Thunder clapping)

(Gasping)

Jude?

Hey, S-- I mean, Nebula.

What happened to you, Jude?

It's not Jude anymore.

It's Judas.

Dark and, uh, dark.

Cool.

Let's go in.

Now remember, just play it

cool and act like we belong

here.

Nice try.

This is an R rated film.

Adults only.

Blow.

What a shame we can't see the

gory movie.

I'm bummed.

Maybe we should just get a

coffee and split.

No way!

We're getting into this movie.

So, what's your plan B,

Einstein?

(Munching)

WYATT: Uh, Jonesy?

JONESY: Shh!

Shush.

So, where did you get that

dark and dreaded dog collar,

Judas?

Pet Planet.

Not bad.

Well, I say we grab these

front row seats.

Unless you're scared.

Please.



You want it so you can almost

feel the splatter.

Splatter?

You sure you don't want to

sit closer to the front?

Only losers sit in the front

row.

Yes.

They shall be destroyed when our

dark master comes to claim the

Earth.

Whoa.

Dark master?

That sounds heavy.

Do I get to meet him?

We all meet him eventually.

He's the Great Reaper, the Judge

of Souls, the Eternal Leveller.

Death.

Oh, cool.

Silence!

It's starting.

WOMAN: Hey, you're not a

plumber.

What's with the nail g*n?

VAMPIRE: When you hear the

raven flapping his dark wings--

(Screaming)

This is so predictable.

Reminiscent of Vampire With a

Welding Torch.

Childish, really.

Uh, rather tame.

Isn't it, Judas?

Jude?

(Gagging)

Why's he going back into the

house?

Is he stupid?

Logically, he'd call the police.

If I ever get trapped in a house

with a vampire with a nail g*n,

promise me you'll call the

police.

(Screaming on screen)

(Gagging)

I'm so looking forward to

that sweet foot massage.

VAMPIRE: Mmm.

B negative.

So tasty.

WOMAN: That vampire will

never find me in this closet.

ALL: No!

No!

MAN: Wow.

I've never seen anyone blow up

like that.

I bet it'll be raining vampire

meat for three weeks.

(Gagging)

(Retching)

Hey!

She puked!

She puked!

Yes.

Foot massage, here I come.

(Thunder rolling)

(Screaming)

(Thunder crashing)

(Electricity buzzing)

(Crowd screaming)

(Crowd screaming)

NIKKI: I don't believe it.

JEN: Where are you guys?

I can't see a thing.

JONESY: Hey, wait!

I've got a flashlight.

I bet this is the first thing

I've ever sold that's actually

useful.

Oh, great!

Lead the way.

(Screaming)

It's the vampire with the

nail g*n!

Dudes, it's me Jude.

ALL: Jude?

All right, everyone move

towards the nearest emergency

exit.

Smells like puke in here.

We can't leave without

Caitlin.

She's at The Squeeze.

This way.

Come on.

(Squishing)

Ew.

It's so creepy with all the



lights out.

These friends of yours are

totally infantile losers,

Nebula.

They aren't so bad.

What's with the getup, Jude?

Yeah.

I almost dropped a friend in my

pants.

You're the one who told me to

dress like a Goth, dude.

Yeah, but you look like some

messed up mime or somethin'.

You should embrace your dread

and your inner darkness.

It's--

(Clattering)

Oh, hang on.

Everybody stop.

I dropped my retainer.

(Metal crunching)

I think I just found it.

Sorry, man.

Your mom's gonna have a cow.

That's the second one this

month.

Oh, here's another piece.

We're almost at The Big

Squeeze.

Don't you think you should be

at work, Jonesy?

I mean, some people may want to

buy a flashlight.

Where the heck is that

flashlight guy?

I've been waiting for half an

hour!

(Caitlin moaning)

NIKKI: Caitlin?

Over here!

I am so glad you guys came back

for me.

Fellow Goths, gather 'round.

Feel the darkness envelop us.

Listen as the bats and demons

rise from--

Haley?

Is that you?

Do I know you, mortal?

It's me Caitlin, from tennis

camp!

My name is Morgana, Mistress

of Macabre.

Tennis camp?

(Chuckling)

Yeah, well, we can't all do

dark things like work at Double

Dip Ice Cream.

Oh, and you just look so Goth

in your Bargain Bay uniform.

Guys, let's just all calm

down.

I'll pour some warm

lemonades.

Oh, that'll really help,

lemon girl.

You know, we didn't ask you

to come here.

Fine.

Let's go, you guys.

Nobody's going anywhere.

Listen up, hooligans.

Nobody moves.

This mall is in lockdown.

But--

Do you have a problem with

that?

Do you?

Not really, no.

I'm going to finish my search

for survivors, now.

I want all of you right here

when I get back.

Survivors!

Were people k*lled?

Technically, no.

But I'm not taking any chances.

Ow!

(Kids giggling)

(Jude clearing throat)

I hope the rapiers of the

depths rise up and sever his

head.

Yeah.

BOTH: What a jerk.

(Laughing)

Good thing you guys carry a

lot of candles.

They're for our dark rituals.

Oh, right.



Okay, so let's say a vampire is

in outer space, where there is

no night or day.

Jude.

Would a vampire die, because

technically there is no sunrise

or sunset.

Jude!

What?

You're embarrassing me.

Sorry, Starr.

Neb-u-la!

Like this clown will ever

understand our allegiance to

darkness.

NIKKI: Allegiance to

darkness?

Uh, take a look around.

We're in the food court at a

mall.

Not an obvious recruitment

location for the lords of

darkness.

Coming from a poser like you,

that doesn't mean much.

What did you call me?

You heard me.

I'm a poser?

If you guys are so into death,

how come you're all still alive?

(Gasping)

She's got a point.

Silence!

(Chair squeaking)

(Tooting)

(Jonesy laughing)

(Jen gasping)

Jen, whoa!

I didn't think you had it in

you.

It was the chair scraping

against the floor!

The chair made the sound!

The chair!

Ha, sure, Jen.

We believe you.

(All laughing)

It went like this.

No, no, it went like this.

Urgh!

No, no!

Argh!

Face it.

You farted.

I dare you to come over and

sniff the air.

I dare you.

Who said you detainees could

speak, huh?

Hmm, huh, hmm, huh?

Now this is how I like it.

Everyone meekly doing what I

tell them, just like meek

little...

Uh, meek people.

(Chair squeaking)

(Tooting)

(Laughing)

Quiet, soldiers!

Or else what?

He might fart on us!

(Laughing)

Uh, just do it!

Ow!

Coast clear?

Yup.

Then let's boogie.

I'll stand watch for the

security dude.

It's okay, sir.

Just make your way up the

escalator.

(Gulping)

No.

I'm afraid.

When they aren't moving

they're just like stairs.

You've, uh, climbed stairs

before, haven't you, sir?

No.

I live in a bungalow.

(Giggling)

You can't stop the lightnin'.

You can't stop the thunder.

You can't stop the fire, or you

get b*rned, Nikki.

(Wyatt laughing)

Sports are so juvenile.

Yeah.

I guess.



Bring it on.

You asked for it.

(Jonesy grunting)

(Jen giggling)

Foul!

Yeah, well, can't take the

heat, get out of the kitchen,

thunder boy.

Take a sh*t, Marilyn!

(Cheering)

Maggots!

Oh!

(Man shouting)

Ah oh.

That was awesome.

Junior varsity captain,

regional champions.

Oh, it's getting hot with no

AC.

Yeah.

My foundation is running.

I've never heard a guy say

that before.

Hey, I know what we need!

Hey, thanks, man.

They were going to have to

throw it all out anyway.

So I know a guy who owns a

coffin dealership.

He might let us try out the

merchandise.

Watch out, Morgana.

Oh, I'm just trying to make

conversation.

Well, he's kinda cute.

(Giggling)

Yo, five-o!

Ron's headin' back to the food

court.

♪

(Gasping)

Slide into reverse, dudes.

Hmm.

A-ha!

I knew it.

NIKKI: Evening, officer.

Looking for someone.

Uh...

MAN: Help!

Somebody help me.

As you were.

All right.

Yes.

Good one.

(Acoustic guitar playing)

JEN: Nice!

Do you feel the dread and

despair in the air, Judas?

Uh, no.

But I'm psyched that our friends

are into each other.

♪ The things that make us

different ♪

♪ Can keep us all apart

♪ But deep inside, the things

you hide ♪

♪ Can give you somewhere new to

start ♪

(Cheering)

That was so beautiful.

Thanks.

(Electricity buzzing)

(Groaning)

I guess we can all go home

now.

Or you could play one more

song.

(Cheering)

JONESY: Nice one, man.

All right!

Ah, take your time, and don't

forget between the toes.

Ew!

Heard you got fired... again.

Hey, how was I supposed to

know some freak storm would make

everyone want flashlights?

Ugh, gross!

This better be lint.

Don't worry.

I washed them.

Thank you.

Last week.

Ew!

(Laughing)

Sick party yesterday.

Your friends are awesome.

Jude?

It's Judas.

I really think it's cool that



you did all this for me, but...

I don't think we should go out

anymore.

It's not that I don't like you a

lot.

We had really good times

together.

Yeah, awesome times.

It's just-- I need to try

some new things, meet new

people.

Yeah, I hear ya.

We'll still be friends

though, right?

Sure, but I'm always going to

call you Starr, 'kay?

(Lips smacking)

'Kay.

♪