"This is a ghost story." "But this ghost story is different from all the others." "It's different, because this one is all true." "I know because I was there." "It all happened right here, in this very town." "Across the bridge, over by the old graveyard." "It was All Hollow's Eve." "Or what people like to call Halloween." "It all happened down there... in the hollow." "Now on this particular evening there's a party going on... at the home of a wealthy man named Baltus Van Tassel." "The town's folk came from all over to celebrate." "And among these revelers... was a new school master, Ichabod Crane." "This blows." "Knock it off!" "I'm trying to hear this." "It's kinda creepy, if you think about it." "It's kinda lame, if you think about it." "Some people say that he often resembled... a crane while walking through town." "Karen, let's go." "You can go, but I'm staying." "Finally able to court the beautiful young daughter of its host..." "Katrina Van Tassel." "Guys, can't we do this tomorrow night?" "Tomorrow night is the hayride." "Besides, you said you wanted a scare, right?" "I'll give you one." "What, are you scared?" "It's not that. lt's wrong to jump on someone's grave." "And there's that creep groundskeeper guy." "She's got a point there." "Remember when we got stuck in there, in third grade?" "He was just trying to scare us." "The dude chased us with an ax." "Who does that?" "I'll tell you what." "We go up... put our hand in, and we'll call it a night." "What's the big deal with all of this anyways?" "The big deal is that you, Karen and everybody else around here... take the legacy of this town for granted." "You act like it's just another place in the map." "You're drunk." "But it's not just another place in the map." "This is the birth place... of the most famous ghost story that ever was." "You're hurting me." "This should be the end-all, be-all of Halloween." "But what do we got to show for it?" "A junior boy storyteller... and a hooky hayride." "Scott, could you please get this gorilla off me?" "Hey, let her go man." "I'll tell you what." "All it'd take is one bad Halloween." "Like maybe three kids... going to a graveyard... and only one comes back." "Then people would know... then they would know what kind of town we live in." "Go stick you hand then." "What?" "You heard me." "You go do it." "See if anything grabs you" "Show us how it's done." "That's the spirit." "See?" "Nothing." "Oh my God!" "Oh God, please help me!" "Jackass!" "It's fun." "Where are you going?" "It was just a joke." "Where are you going?" "You guys be careful out there." "And remember..." "if you see the horseman..." "Make through the bridge." "And as Ichabod recalls the horrible warning... he kicked, whipped and yelled at his horse... urging it to go faster." "The headless horseman was just behind him." "Sparks flew from the hooves of the rider's unholy steed." "And lchabod looked up... and through the trees he could see the bridge." "Ichabod and his horse dashed across the bridge." "The headless horseman just behind him." "Ichabod chanced to look back... expecting to see the fearful apparition gone." "But instead... he saw the horseman stand up in his stirrups... cough back his arm that held the rider's bloody head... with gore and guts still clinging to the skull... and he fired the hideous missile." "And that was the last that anyone ever saw of the new schoolmaster." "Some say that Ichabod actually escaped from the horseman." "And left Sleepy Hollow to become a lawyer in New York." "Not far from here." "While others say that it's Brom who chased him out of town... out of jealousy." "But the old Dutch wives of these parts still maintain... that Ichabod Crane... the new schoolmaster was chased on that Halloween evening... by the most horrific gull ever seen." "The Headless Horseman of Sleepy Hollow." "Hi!" "That was super!" "Thank you." "Where's dad?" "He wanted to come, sweetie, but he was exhausted." "I think the start of the season, and the moving... and everything really took it out of him." "You know..." "Yeah, I know." "Thank you for coming." "Sure." "See ya." "Look, I sad I was sorry." "What else you want me to do?" "How can you just stand there and let him treat me like that?" "Hey, he just gets carried away with this whole legend." "He's proud of the history around here, or something." "Besides, you're having fun." "No, I wasn't." "Really?" "You know... somebody dared him to put his hand in the tomb." "Who was it?" "I just wanted to get even." "is there something to do with that whole 'scared of sex' thing?" "Maybe." "Who was that?" "That's not funny, Scott." "It's Brody." "He's screwing around in the shanty." "Scott, please don't..." "Just stay here. I'm sick of this." "Brody!" "The door's open." "Spooky." "Very spooky." "You had me going for a sec." "Amber, come here..." "Scott?" "That was great!" "I'm already giving you a ride." "You can stop flattering." "No, I mean it though, you're good." "In addition, thank you for the ride, I really appreciate it." "No problem." "So... where's Brody?" "Didn't you guys come together?" "No." "Brody's got a short attention spam." "But then he's captain of the football team." "So I guess it pays, right?" "l guess." "I guess I thought you guys had a thing." "No, we're not a thing." "I mean, I was like am I getting myself into trouble here?" "New in town, already making moves on the quarterback's squeeze." "First of, I'm nobody's squeeze." "And second, Brody isn't exactly my ideal." "I like a guy who's interested in more than just my poms poms." "Maybe we should, I don't know... like go for a coffee or something some time." "Oh my God!" "Are you alright?" "l'm fine, just a little shaky." "Are you sure you're alright?" "You scared the crap out of us." "Are you okay?" "I'm doing about as well as to be expected... which I don't suppose it's all that good." "What were you doing in the middle of the road?" "I could've killed you." "I was listening, teacher, listening." "Why are you calling me that?" "lan, he's a grave keeper... and he's obviously drunk." "My name is Klaus Van Ripper, although that doesn't mean much." "And I'm not drunk." "I do take care of the cemetery." "And I need to talk to you." "There's something you need to know." "Ian, let's get out of here." "He's obviously drunk." "Come on, let him have his bed." "Let's go." "I almost killed the guy. I can't leave him out here if he's drunk." "Quiet." "Somebody's coming." "What are you doing out here?" "You hear that?" "What?" "You okay, Junior?" "Looks like you've seen a ghost." "You been at the yard, haven't you?" "What were you doing up there?" "Just trying to give a guy a little scare." "Trying to instill a little history in him." "You should understand that." "You shouldn't be up in the yard." "Not tonight." "Not ever." "Especially not tonight." "Relax, Van Ripper!" "We didn't mess up any of your landscaping." "I'm sorry about straying you." "No, it's okay." "Ian was taking me for coffee." "Beg your pardon... but you should go with the young venture snob here." "I need to talk to the teacher alone." "What?" "He's come back, he's come back for you." "I need to talk to you." "Let's go." "lan?" "I can't leave this guy in the middle of the road." "Look at him, he's obviously smashed." "I don't want him to get hit by somebody else, alright?" "Rain check?" "Are you sure you don't wanna sit, son?" "I can't. I'm already out way passed my curfew." "My dad's gonna kill me." "I don't even know why I came here in the first place." "You don't hu?" "But I think you do." "It's your destiny." "You can't run from your destiny, teacher." "What are you talking about?" "What's up with all this teacher crap?" "You are a stubborn one, aren't you?" "I have to go. I'm really sorry, but I do have to go." "I call you teacher, because that's what you are." "Not by your trade, not even by your dad's trade... but farther back." "Yeah, way farther back than that." "Your family lived here right in this house... nine generations back." "A teacher, a man called lchabod." "Ichabod?" "Like lchabod Crane?" "Are you kidding me?" "is this your big talk?" "My last name is not even Crane." "No time for kidding. I know your last name, I'll show you." "Your last name is right..." "Maybe some other time, Klaus." "I gotta go, okay?" "Wait!" "Wait, teacher!" "You gotta listen to me." "Now listen." "You gotta let me show ya." "I know you don't believe it, but if you just let me show ya." "In the graveyard, Irving's grave is covered with vines... and the vines are flowing with blood." "Stop it!" "You already messed up my night with Karen... you made me drive all the way out here and I'm late." "And why?" "Because you wanted to get drunk." "I gotta go, alright?" "Wait, wait now!" "What?" "You might make it." "I don't fell nothing." "Go on." "Go on!" "And I ain't drunk." "You hear me?" "I ain't drunk." "Hello?" "Klaus, is that you?" "Brody?" "You alright, Junior?" "Looks like you've seen a ghost." "Again." "For Christ's sake, man." "Look what you've done to my car." "Relax!" "You car is not worth but 500 bucks." "What are you doing out here?" "Just trying to warm poor Carter here." "He's been itching to get out." "Also wanted to see if I can still fit in this costume." "It looks really nice." "Do you have a key for this gate?" "Nope." "Nobody does." "That gate's been locked up since forever." "You gotta go back over the bridge." "You know, man, I've been thinking..." "You should leave that to the professionals, honestly." "Well, I think you should stop hanging around Karen so much." "You know, date somebody on your on level." "My own level, hu?" "Look man, we had a long talk... when I took her home tonight, it's all about us at the homecoming." "You know what Brody, Karen is a big girl... and I think you should let her make her own decision, okay?" "Ian, you and I are gonna have to talk about this later." "Now you better get to sleep." "I want you at practice tomorrow." "I can't." "You can and you will." "End of story." "You broke curfew and you own me." "You're gonna be part of the team." "l'm part of the team, dad." "Ian!" "Ian, hi!" "I can't believe you're leading the poor kid on like that." "It's carmically unsound." "Well, excuse me Mrs. Morality." "Maybe I like him." "He's funny, smart and still in high school." "If you're trying to make Brody jealous... I can always set you up with one of Rod's friend." "Thanks, but no thanks. I have this thing with guys... who have Greek letters tattooed on their ass." "Tattoos beats it." "Hi." "Nice outfit." "Thank you. lt's the pep-rally today." "You're coming right?" "I'd like to, but I just really can't." "With the football team and all, I just feel out of place." "Walk me to first, and I'll talk you in to it." "Good morning students." "Welcome to the homeroom bulletin." "Don't forget, tonight is the annual ghostly hayride... and tickets are selling out fast." "If you still wanna go, come down to the student store... as soon as possible." "See you at the pep-rally." "Would mean a lot to me if you came." "You won't feel out of place." "I'll be doing all my cheers for you." "Your cheers for me?" "You guys seen Scott?" "I got first with him and need to copy his homework." "You're the one who left him in the graveyard last night, remember?" "Maybe him and Amber pulled an all-nighter." "I haven't seen Amber either." "And she never called me back last night." "This is bad." "Wait." "Do you think something happened to them?" "No." "But it's the fiftieth time I've showed without my homework." "Coast is gonna flunk me." "Unless... you got Galantine for geometry, don't you?" "Guys, I'm gonna go." "Talk to you later." "Give it up." "Fine." "Just do me a favor." "Will you get some wrong, so she know it's yours at least." "Whatever." "Yes Mrs. Dandan, I'll look into it." "Meanwhile you just sit and relax." "If anything comes up I'll call you." "Okay, bye." "Sheriff, you gotta put a stop to his hayride." "It ain't safe for the kids to be up in the yard." "Not tonight." "Van Ripper, it's a little early in the morning for this garbage." "He's come back, I'm telling you." "He's come back." "He's gonna be looking for a head." "It' ain't safe for anybody in that yard, it's gonna be fair game." "I won't go through this kinda crap again this year." "For the sake of repetition and clarity, tonight is Halloween." "Sheriff, there are vines growing out of Irving's grave." "I'm telling you, the horseman has returned." "Tonight is Halloween, and also the day of our annual ghostly hayride." "And it's gonna go off without a hitch... just like it does every other year." "This ain't no normal year, not this year." "The young teacher has come back and he woke him up." "Here, let me show you." "You see this?" "Look at the name on that." "Right there." "Where did you get this?" "Out of the mailbox." "Did you see the name there?" "The Cranstons are good people." "And I'd like to make a good first impression with them." "You go intrude in their mailbox like some kind of maniac... that doesn't do good on my program." "You're not listening to me Sheriff." "You gotta stop the hayride tonight." "Request denied." "Denied." "Now I got some teenagers playing hooky that I gotta attend to... and you gotta go." "You're gonna be picking up heads out of the graveyard." "Well, I should only be so lucky right?" "Teacher." "What are you doing here?" "We didn't finish our talk." "Look, Klaus, we're already discussed this." "I'm not a Crane, alright?" "I'm not." "You are a Crane, yes you are." "Let me show you." "See?" "Ichabod left." "Changed his name right away." "Probably because he's worried with the horseman coming after him." "Then he named his first son Richard Cranson... meaning Crane's son." "Then two generations later... his grandson went down west and changed his name... to Cranston." "That's you." "All that means is that there really was an Ichabod... and maybe I'm related to him." "The guy who wrote this book." "What's his name?" "Washington Irving." "Maybe he just knew lchabod." "Used the guy's name." "Ever think about that?" "He knew him alright." "He wrote the story about him." "But the legend's true all the same." "Everything in it is true." "Ichabod was killed by the horseman, right?" "There's absolutely no way he could've kids, or..." "You know that's not true." "The story says that he was never seen again." "But not been seen again is not the same thing as not been alive." "You take it, read it, and learn everything by tonight, understand?" "You're in big trouble, mister." "You said you'd be at the pep-rally today." "No, I didn't." "You're going to before Brody interrupted us." "Maybe." "Shouldn't you be there right now?" "I thought you knew that by heart." "No, I just watch the cartoon like every Halloween." "So how's this book more important than you coming to my pep-rally?" "That old guy Klaus gave to me." "He was telling me I'm related to Ichabod." "Ichabod Crane?" "Was there really such a guy?" "Apparently so." "There's a whole book about him." "Come on, what does crazy Klaus knows about that?" "He says he's related to Hans Van Ripper." "Who's Hans Van Ripper?" "I guess it's just some guy that let lchabod stay at his guest house." "Who knew?" "There's a lot of cool stuff in here, actually." "Stuff about the bridge and how the horseman can't cross it... 'cause if he does he just like burst into flames or something." "Spontaneously combust." "So what are my chances of getting that coffee?" "I finish practice around 4 pm, that sounds good?" "Yes perfect, cheerleading goes 'till about that too." "That's if they don't fire you first." "Fire me?" "No." "I'm the best they got." "So you wanna meet me in my car around 4:30, that's good?" "Yeah, okay." "Hello, lan." "Hey you two." "I just wanted to tell you how excellent you were last night." "Wasn't he?" "I told you." "I knew you were an actor the first time I laid eyes on you." "You've got a lot of talent, my dear." "Thank you." "That's actually a lot of fun." "That's good!" "Good!" "So I was wondering, can I ask you a favor?" "Yes, go ahead." "I know this is really last minute and you can say no if you want... but we just had a part open up on the hayride tonight." "It's the role of the graveyard guy." "I was wondering if you could help us out. lt'd be fabulous." "I thought Scott was gonna do that." "He was, but he never came by to pick up his costume." "Not to mention there's a whole script to learn... and I know what a quick study you are." "There's a John Carpenter film festival thing on tonight... and I really want to watch it." "Can you tape it?" "Please, I'm getting desperate." "You'd be so perfect." "Come on, lan." "And you get to introduce the White Lady's tomb." "Okay, fine, I'll do it." "Excellent." "So you come by the drama room..." "to pick up your costume, okay?" "Absolutely." "And don't forget to invite me to the wedding." "There's no wedding, just a lot of sweaty sex." "See, it's this kinda lack of commitment I'm talking about." "This is what keeps you guys from being number one!" "What's so difficult about making it to practice everyday?" "Now you got ten minutes to get your butts on that field." "And I don't wanna see any screwing around." "David, get lan." "Damn it, Hartman." "You're loosing the wrist." "You see?" "See what I told you?" "Just relax." "Use your opponent's momentum to your own advantage." "Again." "That movement is completely illegal... and you'd be disqualified in competition." "However, I do admire your instincts." "Ian, take a break." "Jocks." "You guys are big, but you're still playing soft." "When I played ball, you had to be though as nails... and have a hard hand." "Now I want you to get out there and focus on your power today." "Okay?" "Alright." "Thanks, David." "I want you to go out there and keep an eye on those guys..." "before they hurt themselves." "Sure." "Listen pal, I don't care what you do on your spare time." "You wanna waste it with comic books and horror movies... fine!" "But when you're at school... you'll get your butt to practice." "I was at practice." "As long as you live under my roof, you'll quit acting like an idiot." "That means no more fencing." "You're on JV Football." "Then I guess I'm gonna have to find another place to live." "Will you think about it?" "l will." "Ian?" "I know, I know." "My dad pulled me off practice." "At least you don't have to carry these things around." "They're nice." "Wanna trade?" "Okay." "Why are you laughing?" "No reason." "Show me your stands." "On guard!" "Like this?" "That's pretty good." "Your turn ." "Alright, you asked for it." "Headless..." "Horseman... he's our man." "If he can't do it, no one can." "Go, Horseman!" "Very good." "Cute." "Very cute." "Your dad would be proud, Junior." "Thanks." "Brody, what do you want?" "Can I talk with you for a sec?" "Sure, go ahead." "In private." "She's all yours." "Look, it's about the homecoming." "Everybody knows you're the only one I can go with." "Would you settle for a maybe?" "Maybe, what do you mean maybe?" "Don't you got like a better offer?" "Well, there may be a dark horse in the running." "Junior?" "You're joking, right?" "I know you've been hanging around him to get me jealous." "Look, it worked, okay?" "Now let the guy go, let him get over you." "You need to get over yourself." "Mrs. Winter said you'll be taking Scott's spot tonight." "Who do you think you are?" "You're not even from here." "Anyway... if you screw up, don't build me up right... I'm gonna beat your ass." "Okay, thanks Brody." "That's nice." "l'll keep that in mind." "You do that." "I used to think that his entire life revolved around football... but now I just think that he lives... upon that stupid Headless Horseman costume." "Hi sweetheart, how's school?" "Fine." "Dad won't quit with this football thing." "He just wants your high school experience... to be something to remember." "Yeah." "My high school experience." "I'm gonna see the hayride tonight." "You are?" "That's great." "What is it?" "It's like this annual thing our school does." "The drama teacher asked me to do it." "I'm sure dad will be thrilled." "Give him a chance." "He does love you, he just has his own way of showing it." "Anyway, n you do me a favor?" "Sure." "I set up the VCR in the back... and there's a couple of movies I want you to tape it." "Just please, whatever you do, don't let dad touch it, okay?" "Listen me well, and read my tongue." "Our journey into darkness has just begun." "As we travel through the graveyard tonight... hold on to your loved ones, very tight." "For as the dead arise from sleep... its towards the light that they'll creep." "And if this truck should have a wreck... they'll sink their teeth into your neck." "And now we begin the ghostly hayride." "Now we just have to head down this path right here... towards the bridge." "And you should know... this is the same road that Ichabod traveled upon... on that fateful Halloween night." "The north woods area of Sleepy Hollow... is long known for being densely populated by... spirits and specters of every imaginable shape... and size." "Watch yourself." "Alright, folks." "And this, my companions, is the section of the haunted wood... that is inhabited by the most beautiful ghost of all." "The ill-fated bride who was slashed... murdered by her own groom-to-be." "Discarded in the lake, not far from here." "If you look closely... you can see the unearthed beauty right now." "Let's go." "Folks, seems like we almost made it out of the haunted woods... alive." "But seems like we forgot one thing." "The most fearsome legend of all Sleepy Hollow..." "The legend of..." "Did you heart that?" "Give me your head!" "Let's go!" "You jerk!" "Geez Karen, relax!" "Are you crazy?" "You're gonna scare the poor kids to death!" "That's what they came here for." "Besides... what's wrong with a little scare every now and then?" "Jackass." "Alright, looks like we've made it out of the haunted woods alive." "But I tell you what, the night is young... and the Headless Horseman is still out there looking... looking for a head." "That was even better than last night." "Thanks." "I'd go again but your dad's waiting for me to come home and help him." "It's fine." "Are you okay?" "Yes." "Thanks for coming." "Sure." "Teacher." "I need to talk to you now." "Here's your change." "The ticket." "Have a good time." "Hello, Mrs. VanHaton." "I'm glad you could make it." "I'm only here to make sure none of those morons damage anything." "Those tombstones, some of them are over a hundred years old." "Not to worry, I hand picked everyone who is involved." "I guess they're lucky stars." "What you want me to do?" "I can't just take off." "l made a commitment to do this." "lt's too dangerous." "You can't go up there." "You can't take the chance." "Listen Klaus, this isn't funny anymore." "Forget the hayride!" "You gotta come with me." "But I can't go, I already told her I'd do it." "See you after." "Ian, you're getting great reviews." "Thanks." "Hello, Mr. VanRipper." "I was telling the young teacher you gotta call this whole thing off." "You can't go on this hayride." "I can't let him go up there." "You know we can't do that." "What is this all about anyway?" "The vines are growing, they're full of blood... they're feeding the horseman and he's getting stronger." "I read your book, it didn't say one thing about vines." "Not everything's gotta to be in the book." "Excuse me, Sheriff?" "What can I do for you, Nancy?" "Dunkin, good groundskeeper here has been hitting the bottle, again." "I'm not drunk. I'm telling you for the last time... the Dark Rider is afoot." "Don't be damn fools." "I can't have you spoil the hayride like that." "What about a ride home?" "No, No." "Now listen to me, you're the only one that can save us." "You got to stand up to him, face him... if you don't, all of us are gonna die." "Do you hear me?" "We're gonna die." "Alright, Klaus." "Let's say you and me take a walk up the cemetery... and clear all the kids out?" "Would that make you feel better?" "Yes, but what about] the teacher?" "The teacher will be fine." "Let's me and you do that." "Com on." "Thank you." "You're doing a wonderful job my dear... but there's a very grumpy and influential old lady on this one." "Now it'd be a great time to shine." "Listen me well, and read my..." "Excuse me, beautiful boy, but this hay stinks." "Okay." "Here's what I can do. I'll talk to the organizers when we get back... and I'll get it all taken care of." "Yes, be sure to do that." "Listen me well, and read my tongue." "Our journey into darkness has just begun." "As we travel through the graveyard tonight... hold on to your loved ones, with all your might." "Sorry you two, this one is all full." "What?" "Come on Mrs. Worthen." "How long till the next one?" "Not 'til next year, I'm afraid." "This was the last trip." "I'm sorry." "We can still go, we'll just make our own tour." "I bet there's nobody watching the gate." "We can just climb over." "Erika, the thing is sold out." "Let's go home, rent a couple of scare flicks... make some marguerites and it'll be fine." "You sound like my parents." "Come on Rob." "Let's put the fun back in funeral." "Teach me the meaning of the word 'bone yard'." "Erika..." "l can't believe it." "You're scared." "Aren't you?" "You're afraid to go into the graveyard, like a little bitch." "l'm not a little bitch." "Yeah?" "Prove it." "Okay." "What are you doing, Sheriff?" "." "You're heading the wrong way." "You're going back to town." "Just take it easy Klaus." "A good night of sleep will take care of everything." "You haven't heard a word I've said. I'm telling you... the Horseman is back, he's on the prowl." "Tomorrow Brody'll be the captain of the varsity football team again... but tonight can't you let the kids have their fun?" "They'll be having loads of fun once some heads starts to roll." "Sheriff." "Don't stop!" "We gotta go back." "We gotta go back and warn them" "What's that?" "That's some costume, ain't it?" "Sheriff, don't get outta the car!" "Sheriff!" "Brody, aren't you supposed to be up in the forest?" "It'll disappoint a lot of folks if they don't get to see the horseman." "Don't you think you should get up there?" "Brody?" "Wait a minute..." "Are you happy?" "is this what you wanted to do?" "Not like this." "l thought this is what you wanted." "For one thing, I'm freezing." "It's like two degrees out here." "Not exactly inspiring to take my clothes off." "Okay." "You wanna get out of here?" "No." "l've got a better idea." "What?" "ln there?" "Sure." "Why not?" "I don't know, it's a shanty in the middle of the graveyard." "I know." "What you say?" "A little doggie style with the dead?" "A little 'zombie frombie'?" "Could be kinda kinky." "That's it Rob." "That's perfect." "Please, don't stop." "Rob?" "I said 'don't stop'." "You know what?" "Just forget it." "I said 'just forget it'." "Well, well..." "Looks like we almost made it out the haunted woods." "But it seems we've forgotten about one thing." "The most fearsome legend in all..." "Help!" "He's gonna kill us!" "He's gonna kill us all!" "What are you talking about?" "The Headless Horseman." "There's no such thing as the Headless Horseman." "Then what the hell is that?" "Distasteful." "Start the truck." "We're supposed..." "Give me your head." "I need a head." "Start the damn truck right now!" "Who's that guy?" "Brody, no!" "God, that looks real." "That is real." "Brody, look out!" "Shit!" "Ian?" "What are you doing here?" "What's going on?" "No, no... come on." "What?" "Come on, let's go." "We gotta go." "Stop." "Stop!" "What is going on?" "What are you doing?" "This is ridiculous." "Come here!" "I gotta get you on that truck." "Why?" "Because I have to!" "Because people are dieing." "What?" "Erika's dead." "What?" "What are you..." "Keep running, okay?" "Just come on." "That's right punk ass!" "You don't want none!" "Take it back to mama!" "Help!" "Help!" "Help!" "Why did you stop for?" "That." "The Horseman is coming back." "We're all gonna die." "Get in." "Let's go." "Hold on." "Get them outta here, alright?" "Wait!" "Karen, get back in the car." "No way, not until you tell me what's going on." "There's no time, get back in the car!" "Ian, I'm staying with you." "Get out of here." "We'll lead him the other way." "Go on!" "Hurry up!" "Let's go!" "Help me!" "Help me!" "Get me out of here." "Help!" "Help!" "Help!" "Help!" "Shit!" "Help!" "Get me out of here." "Alright." "Chill out." "You got any idea how to do that?" "Go to the driver's side, it's open, unlock the doors from there." "Don't pay attention to him!" "You can't help him now." "Open the door!" "What are you talking about?" "The man is a dead body right here!" "Come on, son." "Open the door, you can do it, I know you can." "You can do it." "Unlock it." "Here we go." "We gotta help the young teacher or else everybody is gonna die." "If you're getting there, I'm going to the good side of the bridge." "Listen to me, there are people there." "Your girl's up there too, she's in trouble." "What are you gonna do about her?" "She made a decision, she chose Junior." "Listen son, this is real." "You're part of a new legend of young avengers." "When people tell your story a hundred years from now... you wanna be known as a coward or as a hero?" "Alright." "Alright damn it!" "Let's do it." "That's right." "Ian, wait, I can't." "Yes, you can." "Come on!" "Yes, you can." "Just please, get up." "Shit!" "There's a cabin over there." "Just go there and lock yourself..." "No lan, I'm staying with you." "No you're not." "Go." "I'll be right back." "I promise." "Just go!" "Lock the door!" "My God!" "My God!" "Karen!" "The shanty. lt's that way." "God!" "Get me out of here." "Get away from the window." "No, I can't." "Yes, you can." "You can." "Just do it!" "You don't know what's back here." "ls the teacher with you?" "Karen, get away from the window." "Where's the teacher?" "l don't know." "You two get to the bridge as fast as you can." "You're not coming with us?" "No." "Me and the teacher got to meet the Headless." "Go on!" "Are you alright, teacher?" "Yeah." "Oh my God!" "You killed him." "You can't kill him, it's already dead." "Let's go." "Come on Klaus." "What?" "Come on, get up!" "Get up." "Here." "Let's go." "Come on." "Ian, run!" "My God!" "Come on guys, don't stop!" "God!" "I thought you were..." "l know." "I know." "Are you okay?" "It's over." "I promise, it's over." "Over?" "Nothing's over." "What are you talking about?" "We crossed the bridge." "The Horseman has no power over here, right?" "What about the hayride people?" "l busted the gate, they got out." "You did what?" "I wrecked the fence." "The one that leads into the graveyard." "Oh dear Lord!" "What?" "Dear Lord what?" "The Horseman wants me, right?" "I'm on the other side of the bridge... there's no way he can get me here, right?" "Not in particular, teacher, you may be the last of your lineage... he'll take your head if he's given the choice... but tonight that Horseman wants a Crane, any Crane will do." "My dad." "Losers." "Hello?" "We need something from the Horseman's own time." "How are we gonna find something from the Revolutionary War?" "Right here." "Now this here is my great great great... is my great great great great grand, what the hell... is an ancestor of mine." "He's in there with a full military uniform, and there's a sword." "Now we gotta push this thing off." "Everybody pull together." "Push." "Open it up." "Right son, grab that sword." "Go on." "You gotta run this straight through the demon's heart... and send him straight back to hell." "You think you can do that?" "Yeah." "What's this?" "The program lan wanted to watch." "It's got it all set up to tape." "I don't wanna watch this." "Where's the remote?" "Come on, give it to me." "No." "Lucy, give it to me." "No." "Give it to me." "Give it to me." "No." "I'll get it." "Trick or treat!" "Honey, we got customers." "Are you The Death?" "No, I am." "Look at you guys!" "Great costumes." "Thanks." "Carl, turn it back." "Honey, don't start." "It's more trick or treaters, you get it." "Carl, you didn't go to either of his things." "The least you can do is let me tape his program." "Here." "Okay, you little block heads." "It's called 'trick or treat'." "If I give you candy, you're suppose to go play... ding-dong-ditch somewhere else." "Okay." "No more candy." "See how you like the dark." "Little bastards." "is everything okay?" "Just some kids screwing around." "It's what Halloween is for, right?" "Come on." "When was the last time... we watched a scary movie?" "I never liked these things." "What are you talking about?" "You used to take me to these all the time." "Well... somebody told me... that girls get horny when they're scared." "Well, it worked." "Yes, it did." "Must be those kids." "Didn't sound like kids." "Get inside!" "lan!" "Get inside right now." "What are you doing?" "What's going on?" "Come here, get away from the door." "Sweetie, hi." "Just do what I say." "Who made this movie?" "What else did he do?" "What the hell?" "How was the second hayride?" "Where did you get that sword?" "Ian, you're acting like an idiot." "Ian!" "Mom, get out of the way..." "Damn!" "Dad, no!" "Damn those kids!" "Are you okay?" "Klaus?" "Teacher." "It worked, he ran off." "No, the Horseman don't run, you know that as well as I do." "He's gonna gather more strength, get some heads and feed the vines." "What am I suppose to do now?" "You gotta go after him." "Are you crazy old man?" "My son is not going after that lunatic." "He's not going alone, you're going with him, coach." "Nobody's going anywhere, not until we call the police." "Yeah, except now the sheriff's laying there... with a stump instead of a head." "What?" "Dad, it's us." "We're the only ones that can stop him... nobody else, just us." "What do we got to do with this?" "We're Cranes, descendants of Ichabod Crane." "Ian, you sound crazy." "What are you talking about?" "I know how we sound, dad." "I know." "What makes you think we'll be able to stop him?" "Because we have done it before... and we have to do it again, we have to." "Just trust me, okay?" "Please." "What's that?" "Damn it!" "Where is he?" "What was that?" "Son of a bitch." "Dad, where is he?" "Did you hear that?" "Dad?" "Dad?" "What's the matter with you, you sick son of a bitch?" "You're gonna take the head of a Crane when he's down, hu?" "Why don't you come to battle you bastard?" "Come on!" "Hey, Horseman, you hear me?" "I beat you." "The Cranes beat you again." "How do you like it?" "We beat you." "In his heart teacher." "Drive it through his heart." "That's it teacher, you got him." "Jesus!" "Teacher!" "Teacher, the bridge!" "l'm real proud of you, teacher." "Thank you." "There's your dad." "Ian!" "Are you okay, dad?" "Hell yes." "Took a lot worse when I played ball... back then you had to be tough as nails." "And have a hard head too, right?" "Don't worry, son." "You award will be far greater than the warm soft embrace... of tender woman flesh." "You just remember our deal." "Oh yeah." "You're a hero." "You are a hero, young Vander..." "Viere." "Whatever." "That's the way I'm gonna write it." "Coach, wait up." "Are you planning on making babies?" "I was thinking about taking her to the homecoming dance first, but... I mean in the future Because if you are... you have to promise me something." "What's that?" "They're gotta have your last name... or else you're gonna have a higgledy-piggledy." "I ain't going through this again." "Deal?" "Yes, that's a deal?" "Promise?" "Deal." "Let's take you home, hu Klaus?" "rip by GVB"