Trick or Treat
by
Kenna Clayton
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SOUND: WIND



NARRATOR   
        The night air holds a chill and the wind howls; perfect atmosphere for a Halloween night.   Snow begins to fall on the city streets of the icebox, as John and Joann Baker, along with their son and his two friends, return to their own neighborhood after exploring the town, with it ghoulish sights and sugar filled treats.



TIMMY                       Mom, can we trick or treat just a little bit longer?  Please.



JOANN                     You kids can go up and down our block, that�s all.  Then we�ll go home and I�ll fix us all some hot chocolate.



TIMMY 
                     You can go in the house now.  We don�t need anyone to go with us.

                                   

JOHN                        No I don�t think so.



TIMMY                       Please, we�ll just go up and down the block.



JOHN  
                     What do you think, Joann?



JOANN                     Well, okay, but you have to be back in twenty minutes, or we�re going to come looking for you.



TIMMY                        Thanks mom.



DOUG
                      Let�s go to Mrs. Adams house first.  She has the best treats -  chocolate candy, gummy bears, and I heard she�s got some of those Harry Potter jelly beans.



BRIAN  
                   I loved the granola bars she handed out last year. But I don�t want any Harry Potter jelly beans; I heard they have flavors like earth worm.  Yuk!





TIMMY.
                     Wonder if they really taste like earth worms?



DOUG                       What do earth worms taste like?



TIMMY
                       Don�t know. We can�t forget to go to Lucca�s.  Bobby told me they were having special homemade treats. He called them Graveyard Bars.  They�re made with Rice Krispies, and decorated with body parts � that are really gummies, licorice and other neat stuff.





SOUND: FOOTS STEPS UP TO THE PORCH: KNOCK ON DOOR




ALL 3 BOYS  
         Trick or Treat!



MRS ADAMS           Ooooh what have we got here, Spider Man, Harry Potter � love the glasses and the wig.  Timmy, is that you in the pirate�s costume?



TIMMY                       Yes



MRS ADAMS  
        Love the eye patch with drips of blood beneath.



SOUND: TREATS DROPPING IN BAG




DOUG
                      Mars bars, they�re my favorite.  Thank you.



TIMMY & BRIAN     Thank you.



MRS. ADAMS           You�re welcome.  Good night boys.  Have fun!



MUSIC: BRIEF TRANSISTION




BRIAN                      These Graveyard Bars, Mrs. Lucca gave us, are good. Let�s cross the street and go up the other side.



DOUG                       What about that house?



TIMMY
                      Oh no!  That�s Mr. Crow�s house.  He�s mean.



DOUG                       Mean?  Why?  What�s he done?



BRIAN
                     He�s always yelling at us to stay off his lawn; no skateboarding on his sidewalk. Says he�s going to whip us if he finds us messing around his house.



TIMMY                       Yeah.  He even called the police on my big brother; just for driving a snowmobile across his lawn, last year.



DOUG
                      Okay, let�s forget that house.



BRIAN  
                   Wait!  Did you hear that?



TIMMY                       Hear what?



MR. CROW             (OFF, FILTERED ECHO) Help me!  H-e-l-p Me.



BRIAN                      That.  Maybe he�s hurt.



TIMMY                       Yeah.  Maybe we should go see if he needs help.



DOUG
                       I don�t see any lights on. Sounds like it�s coming from underground.



TIMMY                       Dad says he�s and old skinflint.  He doesn�t like to spend money on unneeded electricity.  Only turns the light on when he needs them. (Beat) Maybe he fell down the basement stairs.



BRIAN                       Lets go knock on the door.



SOUND: FOOTSTEPS ON PORCH.  KNOCK ON DOOR THAT


               OPENS WITH A SCREECH.




DOUG   
                   The door opened, all by itself.



TIMMY                       Must not have been all the way closed. (CALLS OUT) Mr. Crow?



BRIAN                      Hello?



SOUND: A FRANKENSTEIN GROAN




DOUG                        What was that?  Let�s get out of here!

TIMMY                       No we need to see if Mr. Crow is hurt.



BRIAN  
                   Sounds like those sounds are coming from the basement. Come on, let�s go in.



SOUND: CRASH OF SCARECROW AND SKELETON HITTING

DINING ROOM TABLE AND KNOCKING THINGS OFF



DOUG
                      (SHORT SCARED SCREAM) What was that?



BRIAN                      I hit something and it fell.  It felt like something made out of straw.  (BEAT) Mr. Crow, you here?



TIMMY  
                    Sounded like dishes or something hitting the floor. 



BRIAN                      Are we alone or is there someone else in the room with us?



TIMMY 
                     Hello?  Is anyone here?



DOUG 
                     Brian, what are you doing?



BRIAN
                     Picking up stuff� ooooh Yuk!   



DOUG                        What?



BRIAN                      I just picked up something and dropped it.  It was all wet and gooey and kind of soft.  It felt just like an eyeball.



TINMMY                    Brian, come off it�. Ahhhhhh



SOUND: TINNY HITTING THE FLOOR




DOUG                       Timmy?  You okay?



TIMMY                        I slipped in something and fell.  It feels all wet and sticky.  � Oh my Gosh!  I think it�s blood.



SOUND: (OFF) KNOCK, KNOCK, KNOCK



DOUG                       What was that?



TIMMY 
                     Sounded like someone knocking on a door, or something, in the basement.



MR. CROW             (FILTERED ECHO) Who dares knock on the crypt of Paul Bunyan?



DOUG                       I�m getting out of here!



BRIAN 
                    Wait!  We gotta help Timmy up



DOUG                       Give me your hand ( BEAT) (SCREAM)



SOUND: BONEY HAND OF SKELETON CRASHING TO FLOOR



BRIAN                      What�s wrong?



DOUG                       (SCARED VOICE) I reached for Timmy�s hand and got a boney hand.  Like that of a skeleton.



SOUND: (OFF) KNOCK, KNOCK, KNOCK



MR. CROW               (WICKED WITCH VOICE)            Who knocks on the door of Hilda the witch?



TIMMY                        Brian, give me your hand, now � and not the bloody one.



DOUG                       Eyeballs, blood, skeleton�s, too much for me. I�m getting out of here.



BRIAN                      What about the sounds in the basement?



DOUG   
                   Who cares I just want out of here.





SOUND: FOOTSTEPS ON PORCH.






TIMMY                       It�s dark in here.  Where�s the door?





JOHN   
                    Boys, you in here? Joann, turn on the light.



SOUND: LIGHT SWITCH




JOANN
                    What on earth are you boys doing?



ALL 3 AT ONCE


TIMMY                       We heard a cry for help

DOUG                        It was dark

BRIAN                      It was an accident



JOANN                     Whoa, whoa.   One at a time.



TIMMY   
                   We heard�



MR CROW              (OFF, FILTERED ECHO) Help!  Help me!  The monsters of the night are going to get me.



BRIAN                      A call for help, kinda like that.



JOHN                        That�s just Mr. Crow. (Beat) What is this mess on the floor?



BRIAN                       That must have happened when I accidentally hit the scarecrow and skeleton, and they fell into the stuff on the table.



TIMMY                       See we knocked on the door, because we thought Mr. Crow needed help.



DOUG                       And the door opened, all by itself.



MR CROW 
            (OFF FILTERED) Enter at your own risk.



JOHN                       (LAUGHS) That�s Mr. Crow.  He does sound effects and such for the local theater.



SOUND: FOOTSTEPS UP THE BASEMENT STAIRS AND INTO THE ROOM



MR. CROW            (GRUFF VOICE) What are you people doing here?



JOHN                        I�m terribly sorry Mr. Crow.  The boys heard you recording and thought you needed help.



BRIAN                      When we knocked the door came open; and when I entered I must have knocked over your scarecrow and skeleton.  I�m sorry.



MR CROW               This is an awful mess!



TIMMY                       We didn�t mean to.  We thought�



JOANN   
                 I�m afraid the boys� imagination got away with them.  We�ll help you clean up.



MR: CROW               Were you boys hurt?



TIMMY                        No sir.



BRIAN                      Why are your grapes peeled?



MR. CROW               Never could stand to eat the skins, so I peel them.



BRIAN                      Felt like an eyeball, when I picked one up in the dark.



MR. CROW
             (LAUGHS)  That�s a good one.



TIMMY                       And when I slipped and fell in whatever that red gooey stuff is, I thought it was blood.



MR. CROW               That�s a concoction I�m experimenting with for a play.  You boys are a riot.  I�ll have to see if we can use you in our Halloween play next year.



JOHN                        Boys, let�s get busy cleaning up this mess.



JOANN                     Mr. Crow, when we�re done, would you like to join us, at our house, for some hot chocolate and apple pie?



MR. CROW              Thank you.  I�d like that.



DOUG                        (WHISPERS)  He doesn�t seem so mean to me.



TIMMY                       Guess he can be nice.



MR. CROW             (IN MONSTER VOICE) Beware, the walls have ears.



BRIAN                      Look at your faces. (LAUGHING) Mr. Crow got you two good. 

SOUND: POLICE SIRENS



JOANN                     What�s that?



MR. CROW              I think it�s the police?



JOHN                        Let�s go see.



POLICEMAN 
         Everyone stay where you are.  Hands where we can see them.



MR CROW              (GRUFFLY) Officer, what is this all about.



POLICEMAN           We�ve had a couple of calls from neighbors.  One said they thought someone was breaking into this address.  Another thought she heard children being abused.



MR. CROW              Abuse?  Nonsense!



JOHN                        Afraid it�s all a misunderstanding officer.



OFFICER:                And you are?



JOHN                        I�m John Baker and this is my wife Joann, our son Timmy, and his two friends Brian and Doug.  



OFFICER                 What kind of misunderstanding?



JOHN                         Mr. Crow was recording for a play, in his basement.  My son and his friends thought there was someone in need of help.  The house was dark and the door open.  When they entered, to see if anyone was hurt they accidentally knocked over some things, and were frightened is all.



OFFICER                 You sure you�re all okay and nothing�s wrong here?



MR. CROW
             We�re sure.



OFFICER                 Okay, I need to fill out a report and then we�ll be on our way.



TIMMY                       This has been one cool Halloween.



DOUG                       Yeah, kind of like discovering a haunted house



BRIAN                      And we can tell our friends, it even fooled  the police.


The End
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