Terror Tales of the Park III/Transcript

Part 1
(We see two kids egging Skips's House and laughing, until the glare of Benson's Cart's headlights alarm them. Benson then steps out of his cart.)

Benson: Private property boys, hit the road.

Kid: Is that... Are you a cop?

Benson: I'm not a cop, I'm your worst nightmare. (The kids throw eggs at Benson, but he dodges them)  Hey! Hey, stop it!

Kid: Nice costume, loser!

(The kids both laugh and then Benson goes back to his cart, chasing them. Scene pans to Pops's House, where a Halloween party is going on. The scene changes to various parts of the house filled with guests doing various activities; one man is sliding down the banister of the stairs.)

Man: Happy Hallow- (Falls off of the banister. Scene changes to Thomas telling a story to the other park workers, except for Pops.)

Thomas: But the maniac was calling from outside the house! Wait, is that right? I mean, I mean, inside the house! (The other park workers groan at the story and throw their soda cans at him)

Muscle Man: Bad Thomas, bad! Seriously, that made my ears sad, bro.

Mordecai: There's no way you're winning the bet. (Pops walks over)

Pops: Bet?

Skips: Yeah, Pops, whoever tells the scariest story wins the pot; our Halloween candy!

Pops: Ooh!

Rigby: And whoever tells the worst story, probably Thomas, has to wear their costume until Thanksgiving.

Pops: Oh ho ho ho! What a humdinger of a bet!

Mordecai: Your turn, Rigby. Candy up!

Rigby: Hmph. Hmph. (Rigby pours his candy on the pile) Okay. We open on Mordecai eating cereal.

Killer Bed (as told by Rigby)
(Mordecai is eating cereal when Rigby walks in with a box)

Rigby: Aww, yeah!

Mordecai: What is that?

Rigby: Today I am a man, Mordecai! My trampoline days are over! I ordered a real bed with pillow covers and everything!

Mordecai: What the- How did you afford it?

Rigby: I've been saving up all year! Every time I found a penny, instead of hucking it into traffic, I put into a jar.

Mordecai: Those things are impossible to put together, dude.

Rigby: Whatever, I'm a man now, and men build things. Besides, it comes with tools.

Mordecai: Pff. Good luck.

Rigby: I don't need luck, cause it's gonna be easy. (Rigby opens the box and paper and debris come out. Rigby unfolds the paper and reads it.) Hmph, hmph. So easy.

1 hour later

Rigby: Done! (Bed falls to pieces)

4 hours later

Rigby is hammering his bed.

8 hours later

Rigby: Done! (Camera scrolls onto a dirty Skips) Thanks for your help, Skips.

Skips: Yeah, don't mention it. (Leaves the room)

Rigby: All right. Time to try this baby out! (Rigby jumps onto the bed) Aww, yeah. (Rigby turns the TV on)

News Reporter: Have you purchased a bed recently?

Rigby: Yes.

News Reporter: It may have been a fatal mistake. During a shootout with police, dangerous murderer Johnny Allenwrench, identifiable by his gold tooth, fell into a UMAK machine and was manufactured into a bed. Due to a clarical error, it was shipped out to stores. The company has issued a recall on all 'Killurgen' beds.

Rigby: I feel bad for the losers who got that one. (Camera zooms into the box that says KILLURGEN) I'm one of those losers!

News Reporter: And so, people with beds are at threat level: Beds. (Somebody gives the reporter a piece of paper) This just in, police forensic experts have tracked the specific bed with the murderer in it. If your bed has the following SKU, you are sleeping on a killer. (Camera zooms onto the bed SKU, scrolling as the reporter reads out the number) 623570406.... umm, well, this last number's kind of smudged, I can't really make it out. It's an... 8! An 8.

Rigby: Noooo!

(Johnny cackles, swallowing Rigby with the duvet. Cut to the kitchen, where the groundskeepers are playing cards.)

Muscle Man: What's the deal with Rigby?

Mordecai: Oh, he got a new bed or something. Nobody cares, dude!

(Rigby is screaming, and has to rip the covers in half)

Rigby: I could use a little help, guys!

Mordecai: It's just a bed, dude! You sleep in it!

(Rigby is still screaming)

Mordecai: Urgh! That's it! (Throws his cards onto the table in anger, then walks up the stairs) Rigby! Stop messing around!

(Johnny spits Rigby onto the wall. Johnny grabs a wrench.)

Mordecai: What the...?! Rigby! Careful with that Allenwrench! (He tries to attack Johnny, but gets knocked back.) Urgh! That was a firm matress...

(The groundskeepers run in.)

Benson: What's going on?

(Johnny grabs Rigby.)

Johnny Allenwrench: Back off, man, or the kid gets wrenched!

(The guys gasp)

Mordecai: Dude, he's super strong, Benson.

Benson: Well I got powers too, powers of an negotiation. Let Rigby go!

Johnny Allenwrench: You'll call the cops.

Benson: We won't call the cops if you let him go. Right guys?

Guys: Nah. No way.

Mordecai: Why won't we?

Johnny Allenwrench: I've been on the run for so long. I'm just tired, man.

Benson: Look, I'm the park manager here. I can give you a job.

Johnny Allenwrench: You'd do that? You'd do that for old Johnny Allenwrench?

Benson: Yeah. You won't have to run anymore.

(Johnny drops his wrench and lets Rigby go as the groundskeepers cheered)

(Benson shakes Johnny's hand in an negotiation)

Benson: You'll start tomorrow.

The Next Day

(Johnny waters the flowers and humming)

Rigby: Now!

(The guys except Benson and Rigby attacked Johnny with axes)

Benson: Way to plan that ambush, Rigby.

Rigby: Way to lie to his face, Benson.

Benson: Hey, it's called negotiating.

(He and Rigby laughed)

Benson: Rigby, you're getting ALL the promotions.

(He hi fives Rigby)

Rigby: YES!!

PROMOTION! (Rock star guitar music plays)

Muscle Man: Wait, did he just say Rigby was getting ALL the promtio—

THE END (Rock star guitar music plays again. End of "Killer Bed".)

Rigby: (He mimics Rock star guitar music) Now that's a story, fools!

(The guys except Muscle Man agreed)

Muscle Man: Eh, I can do better.

Rigby: What?! Why don't you put your candy where your mouth is.

Muscle Man: So you want me to eat it?

Rigby: No, I mean, put it on the table.

Muscle Man: That's what I thought you meant.

Rigby: Then do it then!

Muscle Man: I will! (Muscle Man pours his candy on the pile.) This one's gonna make you have to change your chonies.

Jacked-Up Jack-o-Lantern (as told by Muscle Man)
(Mordecai, Rigby, Muscle Man, and Hi-Five Ghost are finishing smashing the pumpkins.)

Rigby: Man, disposing all of these pumpkins is the best job Benson ever gave us. (He smashed a pumpkin)

Muscle Man: It's times like this, I know I'm the right profession. (He smashed a pumpkin)

Mordecai: Oh man, last one. (A bigger pumpkin is right next to them)

Rigby: How do we even... I mean, what do we even...

Muscle Man: I know what to do.

(Muscle Man drives the cart and smashed the last pumpkin and then drives into the fog as the gang laugh)

Hi-Five Ghost: Hey, where are we?

Mordecai: I don't know it looks like some kind of... (They approached to a pumpkin patch) abandoned pumpkin patch?

Muscle Man: Alright, bros, we hit the jackpot! This party has got a whole lot pumpkiny here.

Mordecai: Are you sure we're supposed to smash these? This is pretty far away.

Muscle Man: I take my orders very seriously. Benson said all the pumpkins.

Rigby: Woah, check that out.

(They saw two pumpkin scarecrows dressed like pilgrims on two poles)

Muscle Man: (to the pumpkin scarecrows) Hey, where did you get those clothes? Out of my mom's trash? (laughs)

Mordecai: Dude, what are you doing?

Muscle Man: This is the perfect time to brush up on my crowd work. (To the pumpkin scarecrows) Hey, it's just a joke. You seem a little stuck up, stuck up on that pole.

Rigby: "Smash all you want, but leave these two pumpkin lovers alone". Aw, man. They. Just makes me wanna smash ' em more.

Muscle Man: Then let's do it! It's the Circle of Life, or whatever.

Mordecai: I think we should go.

Hi-Five Ghost: Awwww...

Muscle Man: What?

Rigby: But we're we supposed to?!

Mordecai: Go smash these pumpkins!

Muscle Man, Hi-Five Ghost, and Rigby: That's what I thought!

(The gang knocks the female pumpkin scarecrow down with rocks, then laughs)

Muscle Man: Alright, I got this one. (The jumps on the female and smashes her in slow motion, and then got orange marks on the male one)

Mordecai and Rigby:  (in slow motion) WOAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!!!!!

(Muscle Man hi fives Fives)

Muscle Man: Now go for the dude!

Hi-Five Ghost: Haha, okay.

Mordecai, Rigby, and Muscle Man: Fives! Fives! Fives!

Hi-Five Ghost: Uuuuhhhhhhhhh.........

Muscle Man: Just do it bro!

Hi-Five Ghost: Okay, I'll just grab his head now.

(As Fives is about to grab the male scarecrow's head, he came to life and grabbed Fives' arms as Fives screams)

Scarecrow: You! (fire is coming out of his mouth and eyes) You smashed my hot wife! (The fire goes off) Now you will reap what you've Sewn!

Mordecai: Fives, just face room, man!

Scarecrow:  (he turned Hi-Five Ghost into a solid pumpkin) You boys want to smash some pumpkins? Let's smash some pumpkins! (He smashed Hi-Five Ghost and collects the seeds)

(The guys scream but Muscle Man puts his hands over his mouth to stop it. The Scarecrow laughed evilly close to them.)

Muscle Man: Scatter! (The gang ran away into a cornfield in separate paths which made the Scarecrow follow one of them.) Surping time, Surping time!

(The Scarecrow follows one of them. Mordecai is running and hiding behind a mini tractor. The Scarecrow can feel he can see Mordecai hiding but he can hear Rigby.)

Rigby: (off-screen) MORDECAI! WHERE ARE YOU?!

(The Scarecrow follows the sound but when Mordecai is about to escape the Scarecrow is right behind him. The Scarecrow snarls as Mordecai screams. Mordecai is about to escape but the Scarecrow grabbed his ankle and turned him into a solid pumpkin)

Mordecai: Not the face!

Scarecrow: I hope you like, SQUASH! (He stomps on pumpkin Mordecai, squashing him and collects the seeds)

(Rigby runs into the barn and slides the door closed)

Rigby: There's no way he can get me in here.

(The Scarecrow punched the door, making it a hole)

Scarecrow: Gotcha!

(Rigby climbs up the ladder and runs for the window. The Scarecrow tries to catch home but fails. Rigby looks down and finds it far down. The Scarecrow crawls to get to Rigby)

Rigby: Remember to roll.

(He falls down but the Scarecrow got his tail and turned him into a solid pumpkin)

Scarecrow: Got a right one here! Just in time for, FALL!

(He drops pumpkin Rigby, squashing him and collects the seeds)

(Muscle Man runs right into the reeds, but trips into a branch. The reeds are rustling but Muscle Man gets up and runs away. He's in a circle in the middle of the cornfield, and Muscle Man squeals when the reeds are still rustling)

Muscle Man: Show yourself! (He hears the Scarecrow's laugh when the reeds started rustling again. He repeatedly punches and running like the Scarecrow was there. He bumps into the Scarecrow.) Please, bro, let me go. I didn't know that sign was serious.

Scarecrow: Of course it was! She was my full mate!

Muscle Man: You'll find someone else.

Scarecrow: You think it's not easy to meet someone else?! Don't get me started on dating! (He grabs Muscle Man and turns him into a solid pumpkin as he laughs) Now, it's time to join your pump kin! Wait, does that even make sense? (He snarls, throws Muscle Man into the ground, squashing him and collects the seeds. He walks away with the seeds, then he throw all the seeds up in the air and into the ground) That'll teach 'em. (He returns to his pole.)

(The scene fades to the next day where a pumpkin patch ceremony is happening)

Man: (sees the Scarecrow) That's a weird-looking scarecrow.

Woman: Yeah.

Kid: Mommy, Mommy, I want one of these!

Kid's mom: Ohhhhhh.....

Pumpkin Muscle Mans: Kid, you don't want one of us. There's some choice ones over there.

Pumpkin Rigbys: Um, I'm not right.

Pumpkin Hi-Five Ghosts: Ahhhhh, me neither!

(All the pumpkin gang argues as the Scarecrow laughs evilly. End of "Jacked-Up Jack-o-Lantern")

Muscle Man: WHOOOOOOOOOO!!!!! Now that was a story, ladies!

Rigby: Boring!

(The guys disagree on Muscle Man's story)

Muscle Man: You guys just don't get to twist ending. It's supposed to be ironic.

Rigby: You're lucky, Thomas' story was such a pile or you'll be stuck in that costume for weeks.

Skips: What are you supposed to be, anyway?

Muscle Man: Peanut butter on bread, bro. I even used the real deal. (He picks up a little peanut butter off his belly) Anybody hungry?

Mordecai: Aww, sick!

Rigby: That's the Thomas' story of costumes.

Muscle Man: Shut it! You haven't seen the whole thing. Hey, Starla!

(Her head came out of the bucket of water for apple bobbling to get Muscle Man's attention)

Starla: Hi, Mitch.

Muscle Man: Do you prefer creamy or chunky? (He places a giant lunch bag inside of them to kiss, then all the peanut butter and jelly are leaking out of the bag)

Rigby: Anybody else got a story?

(We cut to black. End of "Terror Tales of the Park III, Part 1")

Part 2
(Benson enters the house with the bag of candy from the two kids)

Benson: (Sighs) What a night, at least made it to the...huh? Aw, what, I miss the party?

Muscle Man: Not technically the party is only over when Scottie leaves, isn't that right Scottie?!

Scottie: (Eating a bowl of chips) Yeah man.

Benson:Ugh! Unbelievable! This is what I get for doing your chores.

Rigby: Dude, is that candy?

Benson: Confiscated candy. I got from a couple of park hooligans, no thanks to you. What are guys are you even doing, anyway?

Pops: We're playing a scary story game, who ever tells the best scary story wins everyone's Halloween candy.

Muscle Man: And who ever tells the lamest story has to wear their costume until Thanksgiving dinner. Thomas! (He pretends to cough)

Thomas: You got a cold, Muscle Man?

Mordecai: So how about it, Benson, are you in?

Rigby: Yeah, you got anything better than that costume?

(Benson gives them a glare and throws the candy bag on the table)

Benson: It all took place during a morning meeting, just like any other meeting.

The Previous Owner (as told by Benson)
(The guys are having meeting)

Benson: Well, I guess that just about does it. Hanging the Halloween signs, the pumpkins, oh yeah, there is one more thing, we should all get out of here, because there's gonna be a 200 year old poltergeist in the house tonight.

Mordecai: Poltergeist? Are you serious?

Rigby: That sounds awesome!

Benson: No, not awesome.