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hwp Frankenstein! Frankenstein!
Frankenstein! Frankenstein!
Bring him down to the village,
and lets make it home.
I thought I knew all about monsters.
I used to watch them late at night
on Dads TVshow.
After we moved to Oakland, he stopped
doing kidsshows, because he was different now.
Everything was different.
Now he was Al Gory,
monster of ceremonies at Midnight Shriek
Oh, Al?
What?
Oh, its you again
So, anyway, before we dig in
to our second feature...
I have to pay a visit
to my aging mother
She wouldve
wanted me to have this
It was on real late,
way past my bedtime.
Dad didnt let me stay up to see it, so I used
to wait for Mrs. Sampson to fall asleep...
Hold it Hold it
I think that was a good one
and sneak
into his bedroom to watch.
But then Id get scared,
alone in his room at night...
and I wouldnt know why.
I didnt know yet what
I was going to learn that year:
That monsters are real.
Whoa
We had
sort ofjust picked up and left Syracuse...
crossing the country,
finding a house...
the three of us taking care
of all the grown-up stuff together.
Here Ill get that
- Who is it?
- I got that
Come on, Dylan
I guess it
couldve been strange being in a new place.
Can your dad
come out and play?
But it didnt take long for Dad to become
a celebrity among the kids on our block.
Whens the monster
coming out?
Theres no such thing as monsters
You all know that, dont you?
Monsters exist
only in ourselves
They live in the darkest chambers
of our hearts
They never actually
come out into the world...
unless, of course, a metal light appears
in the sky, but whens the last time you saw that?
So why dont we try and be adults
about this and run along home, okay?
- Hey, whats that?
- Mr. Leary!
- What?
- Look Look
- Look.
- There it is.
He was always
a madman for playing with kids.
Mom used to say that was because
he was reallyjust a kid himself.
Mr. Leary, whats this strange power
you have over our children?
Im the perfect monster
And the house we found
in Oakland was perfect for playing anything...
especially the flashlight game.
Come on, Dylan In the closet
But it was different now,
the way he played with us.
It was like he had to do it.
After the heartbreak had happened,
sometimes I wondered...
if Dad didnt need our games
more than we did.
Okay. Right. Thats right.
This is gonna be your bass note, okay?
Ready?
Wheres "C"? Right Great
Great Now again
Sorry, Mom
Right
Very, very nice, Jackie.
- Hey, Jackie
- Hey
Mom?
Mom died last winter.
Dylan, dont wake Dad
Dylan and I were
still learning things you need to know...
when you move to a new house.
Like in our case:
Dont play in the backyard.
If you get caught
in there, they eat you
Out front, there was a whole
neighborhood to get to know.
Split the difference, okay?
Put the ball right there, okay?
Like Mr. Festinger, who always
yelled at his son Edward for being retarded.
Edward!
Edward, what did I tell you
about your eyes and the ball?
Never take your eyes off the ball
All right You almost caught it
You almost caught that one Come on Lets go
And Dexter, who lived next door.
My mom might be sleeping
His parents were really his grandparents...
because his real parents had split
from each other and from him...
and probably from everything.
Guess what We got company
Lets go to my room
Of course,
his grandparents werent doing much better.
Did I tell you
he was a fighting Seabee?
No one else on our street would
let their kids play at the Mitchells.
Come on Lets go
Them that are over there
Thats them over there
See? Over there
Get em Get em Get em
Hey, Zombie Thats right
Im talkin to you
The next time your dog
defecates on my lawn, hes dead, pal
Goddamn son of a...
And then there was Norman the Zombie...
who mangled one ofhis legs
in a terrible accident as a teenager...
when he crashed his T-Bird
into an ice cream truck.
Hed fixed up the car
and kept it on blocks in his driveway...
