[theme music playing]
NARRATOR:
Man lives in the sunlit world
of what he believes
to be reality.
But... there is,
unseen by most, an underworld.
A place that is just as real
but not as brightly lit.
A dark side.
Trick or treat.
Trick or treat.
Thank you.
MAN:
Come on over
to my place.
You can sleep
on the couch.
SECOND MAN:
No, no, no.
I'm not leaving
this house tonight.
Come on,
I've got cable.
I hate Halloween.
You shouldn't smoke, Dad.
You smoke too much.
Hate those kids
coming around.
Last year, they played tricks.
Last year,
they soaped my windows.
They put toilet paper
in my trees.
That's because you didn't
give them any Halloween candy.
They have no right
to expect any candy.
Mother always gave them
Halloween candy.
Your mother's dead.
I'm not your mother.
I'm not giving
candy to kids
as an award for
ringing my doorbell.
Everybody in this street
gives out Halloween candy.
The kids expect it.
Remember one year,
Mrs. Clausen,
she didn't give out
any candy.
We sheared her poodle.
I cut the end
of her garden hose off myself.
She was a mean
old woman.
She was meaner
than you are, Dad.
Mrs. Clausen's dead.
Makes me the meanest
on the block.
Door hasn't shut right
for nine years.
Michael?
Michael, what are you
doing in there?
I don't intend to clean
your windows this year, Dad,
and I certainly don't intend
to go climbing up in those trees
and clean out 500
rolls of toilet paper.
So, I brought you
some candy to give out.
Waste of money.
It's a waste of my money.
Glad you didn't have any kids.
No, I decided against that.
Thought I might be as rotten a
father to them as you are to me.
You want that stuff given out,
you're going to have
to stay here and do it yourself.
No, you can give it out.
You're not senile.
You're certainly not crippled.
You can get up
and answer the doorbell.
It's one night a year.
It's over by 8:00.
It doesn't last forever.
If I'm lucky, maybe one of them
will drop dead of an overdose
of sugar right there
on the doorstep.
It's just no wonder you're
so popular in this neighborhood.
It's no wonder
I love you so much.
I got to get back to work.
Lock the windows.
What for?
Don't want those kids trying
to sneak in the house.
That's what they do nowadays:
sneak in the house
and scare you if you don't
give them candy.
Then give them the candy.
[grumbling]
[grunts]
Satisfied?
I hate Halloween.
Hate being bothered.
Doorbell starts ringing
and goes on forever.
Drives me crazy.
Go home with me-- I invited you.
No, those kids
would burn the house down
if I wasn't here to protect it.
No end to the trouble
they can cause.
When are you coming back?
Tomorrow night, after work.
Your refrigerator
is almost empty.
There's five eggs,
half a pound of Swiss cheese,
a tub of whipped butter
and a quart
of buttermilk.
Have you been
stuffing yourself lately?
I'm hungry all the time.
Nothing else to do except eat.
Don't eat all that candy
yourself.
Not a chance.
[children murmuring in distance]
Listen, uh...
bring me some waffles
tomorrow night, huh?
Real frozen ones.
Not the kind you pour
out of a carton.
When I come back
tomorrow, I want to see
all that candy gone,
you understand?
If you're not nice
to those kids,
you're going to deserve
anything they can do to you.
Trick or treat, trick or treat.
I'm sick--
see my brace?
Why are you bothering me?
Go annoy somebody else.
I don't have
any candy,
and I wouldn't
give you any if I did.
I know your tricks.
Don't even think about spraying
this door with paint.
I've already called the police,
and they're on their way.
[sighs]
[buzzing]
[grumbling]
[buzzing continues]
[sighs]
[grunts]
[buzzing]
Trick or treat, Mister.
Go home.
There's no
free food here.
No candy,
no treats.
If any of you kids
soap my windows,
I'm calling the police...
after I step
on you.
Why are you
still standing there?
Scram!
Get out of here.
[buzzing]
I thought I told you...
Trick or treat.
You just change masks?
Ah.
[buzzing]
Go to hell, you little monster.
Go to hell.
[buzzer droning]
Candy?
[buzzing]
[buzzing]
Candy?
Halloween candy?
I have candy.
Goblin candy.
Yuck.
[chuckling]
[creaking]
[bells jingling]
[static crackling]
[doorbell buzzing]
11:30.
Damn kids.
[static stops]
[buzzing resumes]
[buzzing continues]
[buzzing stops]
[wind whistling]
[buzzing resumes]
[buzzing stops]
[wind whistling]
[deep, demonic voice]:
Trick or treat.
No, no, no, no, no,
you're not getting any candy.
It's too late.
Don't have any left.
I gave it all away.
Never had any to begin with.
[rattling]
Trick or treat.
Go away.
Trick or treat.
Go away!
Trick or treat.
Go away.
It's almost midnight.
No.
It's too late to be out
trick-or-treating.
Go home.
Tell your mother I said you
were a wicked child.
Trick or treat.
[bells jingling]
[grunting]
[chuckling]
[bells jingling]
[clock chiming]
[cracking]
Broken.
Damn that kid.
[dramatic music playing
over television]
[rustling]
[rustling
continues]
♪ ♪
KL5-1186.
[dial tone]
KL5...
1186.
[line rings]
WOMAN:
At the sound of the tone,
the time is midnight...
No, no, no, no.
[dial tone]
KL5...
1186.
At the sound of the tone,
the time is midnight...
No, no, no.
[groans]
[dial tone]
At the sound of the tone,
the time is mid...
[grunts]
[static crackling]
GOBLIN:
Killup.
[turns television off]
[grunting]
Hmm...
Feel like I've slept for hours.
Should be morning by now.
[chuckles]
Halloween.
Feel like it should be morning.
Feel like breakfast.
[static crackling]
Aw...
[grunts]
[dial tone]
WOMAN:
At the sound of the tone,
the time is midnight exactly.
I know I slept for hours.
I can feel it.
It's morning,
but the sky is dark.
That's all.
Dark clouds in the sky
making it seem like night.
That clock stopped, too.
I don't care if it is midnight.
I still feel
like I haven't eaten in days.
[groaning]
[groans]
[grunts]
[water running]
[turns water off]
[cat meows in distance]
That's not a mask.
[groans]
[doorbell buzzing]
At the sound of the tone,
the time is midnight exactly.
[bells jingling]
Treats or tricks?
GOBLIN:
Treats or tricks, Mr. Killup?
How do you know my name?
[swing creaking]
[wind whistling]
[creaking]
[chuckles]
[gasps]
Trick or treat?
[screaming]
[wind whistling]
[bells jingling]
Trick or treat?
[bells jingling]
[dog barking]
Dad?
Dad.
[whistling]:
Hey.
What...?
That's great.
The man's not only mean,
he's a slob.
Dad.
You left the ref--
[quietly]:
Oh, my God.
MAN:
I'd get a lawyer if I were you.
[flashbulb pops]
A lawyer?
Clearest case
of neglect
I've ever seen.
I didn't like my...
[flashbulb pops]
We didn't get along that well,
but I certainly
did not neglect him.
Your father died of starvation,
Mr. Killup.
What?
He starved to death.
Your father appears
to have subsisted
for several weeks
in this house
on nothing but a bag
full of Halloween candy.
[flashbulb pops]
Tricks or treats?
NARRATOR:
The dark side is always there.
Waiting for us to enter.
Waiting to enter us.
Until next time, try
to enjoy the daylight.
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02x05 - Halloween Candy
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The series spans various genres of speculative fiction, including science fiction and fantasy in addition to horror, and many episodes have darkly comic elements.
The series spans various genres of speculative fiction, including science fiction and fantasy in addition to horror, and many episodes have darkly comic elements.