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| - <-- Halloween Spectacular of Spooky Doom Mary: And I think unicorns and dwagons are pretty! So that's why I'm a faaaiiwy pwincess for Halloween! Ms. Bitters: I was a fairy princess once, too... Ms. Bitters' voice: Everything was so nice and peaceful... 'till one day it all went horribly wrong! Ms. Bitters: Huh, Halloween. Now it's just a shamelessly commercial ploy to turn children into candy-starved zombies! Ms. Bitters: But it was once a nice medieval holiday. Zim: Huh, huh!?! Ms. Bitters: What is it now, Zim? Zim: The Dib! He's missing! They've taken him and drained him of his sweet, sweet blood candies! Ms. Bitters: Who's taken him? Zim: The candy zombies! Zim: It's like you said! The children tried to end the hunger for sweetness... in their... rumbling, undead... bellies! Ms. Bitters: That's not what I said! Dib: Sorry... I'm late... Horrible... nightmare visions! Ms. Bitters: It's called life, Dib. Sit down. Zita: Dib seems more crazy than normal today. Zim: It's starting! He's one of the zombies now! Look out for your blood! Brian: I don't know, Z. Zim's bein' kind of wacked, yo. Zita: But Dib's got a long history of crazy. For all we know, Zim's just weird. The Letter M: Zim's screaming like a howler monkey. That seems more crazy than weird to me. Zita: The Letter M has a good point, but Dib's always screaming like a howly monkey. Dib: Happening... again! Brian: Except for right now. The Letter M: Yeah. Right now he's babbling like a maniac... monkey. Zita: Okay... Maybe Brian's right. Dib: Monsters! Hideous monsters! Zita: Ms. Bitters! Ms. Bitters: Yes, Zita? Zita: We think Dib's even crazier than normal today! Can we use one of our crazy cards to send him to the crazy house for boys? Ms. Bitters: Each class only gets three crazy cards a month! Are you sure you want to use one? Zita: Yeah. Ms. Bitters: I've activated the crazy collar. The white coats will be here any moment. White coat Buck: There he is! Get him! Zim: Soon they'll all be after my delicious guts! I must prepare the bases defenses against this Halloween madness! Heh? Huh? Dib: Look, you don't understand! White coat Chuck: If there's one thing we understand, son, it's insanity. Dib: Ah! No, not again! Dib: Noooooo!!! Nightmare white coat Buck: He's the one! The one with the flashing neck! The one we've been waiting for! Nightmare white coat Chuck: She said he'd come, and he has! Dib: Waiting for me? What is this!?! Nightmare white coat Chuck: Shhhhh.... Nightmare white coat Chuck: You're talking all SPOO-KEEE! Dib: Who's been waiting for me? Dib: Huh? Huh? Huh? Huh? Huh? Huh? Huh? Huh? White coat Buck: What are you talkin' about? Dib: You said... the monster said... uh, oh, never mind. I'm sane you know. Zim: GIR! We have to prepare the base! Tonight is a horrible Earth holiday, and- Zim: GIR! GIR: My taquitos! GIR: My taquitos! Eh, homina, eh... TAQUITOS! Scientist: Now Dib, tell us about these reality jumps, as you call them. Dib: It started last night. Dib's voice: I was in Dad's lab making some modification to his dimensional scope, hoping to peek into spooky alternate realities... Dib's voice: ...Also, with Halloween coming up, I wanted some cool costume ideas. Dib's voice: See, I have this theory that some paranormal phenomenon might be the result of collisions between our world and these other dimensions. Dib's voice: I tripled the output, which was a little stupid, but I still didn't really see much. All I got was a brief flash of something, but that's it. Dib's voice: I thought it was just a malfunction, but since then the flashes keep coming... Dib's voice: ...even without the machine... Dib's voice: ...getting longer each time! Prof. Membrane: So I find you here, son. Oh, I suppose it was only a matter of time. You know not to use my tools for your para-science! Dib: Dad, I- Dib: If the jumps keep getting progressively longer, as seems to be the case, it won't be long before I end up stuck, stuck in that horrible dimension! Scientist: Well Dib, hehe, we've got some bad news. Dib: I just told you the bad news! Scientist: Yes, yes, trapped in a horrible nightmare world, very nice. Look, we've decided that you're insane. You'll be confined here for a period no shorter than the rest of your life. Enjoy your stay, bye bye. Dib: Nooooooo!!! You don't understand! Prof. Membrane: My poor insane son. Dib: Listen, this place can't help me! They don't have the equipment! I need someone- Dib: Wait, it's happening again! It's... nooooo!!! Nightmare Dib: You're him! You're the one! Dib: The one what? I'm not the one! Nightmare Dib: You're telling me the prophecy is wrong? 'The boy with the flashing neck will come. He will be the key to freedom... and stuff.' Dib: Was that Nostrodamus? Nightmare Dib: I read it on a bathroom wall... Dib: I... gotta get out of this place. Nightmare Dib: Then you'll have to escape your own head, 'cause that's where we are... In your head! Dib: You're insane! Nightmare Dib: No I'm- well... yes I am. But it's true! This whole dimension exists in your mind, Dib! Maybe that's why your head is so big! Dib: My head's not big! Why does everyone say that!?! And how do you know my name? Nightmare Dib: Everyone knows your name here. They're done with this place, ruined all of it! Now they want out, into the real world, and the only way out is through your head! Dib: This world is a result of my imagination? Maybe I am crazy! Nightmare white coat Buck: Neck blinking boy! Nightmare white coat Buck: It's time to go! Dib: Where? Nightmare Dib: Right through your big head! Dib: My head's not big! Nightmare white coat Buck: The machine's almost ready! Nightmare white coat Buck: Soon the time will be right! Nightmare white coat Buck: He's gone! Oh no! Nightmare white coat Chuck: Go on! I like it when you do those speeches all scary like! Nightmare white coat Buck: Hmm, okay. But then we go tell the boss what happened. Nightmare white coat Buck: Soon the time will be right for- Dib: It's the only chance! Zim: They've mutated, GIR! They were disgusting before but this hunger makes them even more! Zim: They're coming! Trick or Treater (offscreen): Trick or treat! Zim: GIR, activate the defenses! GIR: Hmm hmm hmm. Zim: Get away from my blood! Dib: Zim, I know how weird this is gonna- Zim: GIR! Stop him! Defensive mode! Dib: I don't have time for this! The next jump may be the last one and I'll be stuck there forever! They're gonna do something to my head! Something evil! Trick or treater (off screen): Trick or treat! Dib: My head's not big! Zim: I didn't say anything about your head... Dib: You're the only one who can help! Zim: Help!?! You!?! Dib: My dad won't let me use his equipment and I need to reverse the effect! Zim: Help!?! You!?! Come to me, your greatest, most amazing enemy? Your future slave master and you ask for help!?! Dib: You're the only other person with the technology to- Zim: Be gone with you! I've had enough of your nonsense from your smelly mouth filled with... corn! Dib: I haven't been eating corn! Zim: LIAR! Trick or treaters: Trick or treat! Trick or treat! Hummelflesh: The one whose neck blinks! Hummelflesh: We've been expecting you! Zim: The Halloweenies! Zim: Where are we? Dib: Some kind of alternate universe. It's based on my imagination somehow. Zim: And you brought me here!?! You sickening troublesome human! Dib: Hey! The only way back home is through my head! Anything happens to me and you're stuck here, forever! Zim: Curse you! Zim: Wait- I can still do stuff to your legs, right? Dib: I guess but- Wait! No! Zim: Guh, curse you! Well, this is your imaginary world, think of some way out of here! Dib: Well, we can't go back to your house. We should try my house. Maybe there's a version of the dimensional scope there! Zim: Maybe there's something there we can use to defend ourselves as well... Dib: Good thinking. Zim: I hate Halloween... Hummelflesh: Hmmm? Hmm... Hummelflesh: Hmm. Look, it's blinky! Hummelflesh: Do want you want with the rest of him, just save his head! Zim: What are you-? Zim: Oh, you wretched-! Dib (imitating a monster): Arr, he's the one! Arrr! Zim: I'll get you Dib! You stinking human! Zim: Hey, let me go before something horrible happens to me! Or else! Hummelflesh: We brought him for you! His neck flashes and everythang! Zim: This isn't mine! That miserable Dib, he- Nightmare Bitters: Silence! Nightmare Bitters: This is the wrong one! You failed me! Nightmare Bitters: You will be condemned to the realm of eternal screaming and, oh, restlessness! Hummelflesh: But I don't really wanna go there! Nightmare Bitters: You'll just have to accept it. Here's your ticket. Hummelflesh: Well, see ya guys... Nightmare Bitters: As for this one- Nightmare Bitters: -he may prove useful. Nightmare Bitters: Man I'm spooky! Yolk: We have your little friend! We will destroy him if you do not surrender your head to us! Dib: Zim's not my friend! You can keep him! Yolk: Um... I did what you said. Nightmare Bitters: And? Yolk: He said we could destroy his friend. Then he threw a can at my head. It hurt. Zim: Oh, that little worm pig weasel pig! Zim: Dib drags me into his ugly mind then sacrifices me! If his head weren't so crucial to my escape- Zim: I only hope poor GIR is alright by himself... against those zombies! Mary: It's after my candy! Nightmare Membrane: So, I find you here. It was only a matter of time! Dib: Dad!?! Nightmare Gaz: We're gonna open your head! Dib: No! Naa! Dib: Oh no! No! Nightmare Membrane: I'm floating! Zim: Oh come on! I break free and now I have to go back to rescue that little rat that left Zim to rot!?! Why must it be!?! Zim: Oh where is it? Where is the scope? Zim: Where is it? Where is it? Hmm. Zim: What is that!?! Nightmare Bitters: My revolting minions! At last the time has come! Today, we'll have a whole new world to ravage! As soon as we open the portal in Dib's head, the fun will begin once more! Monster: Dib's head rocks! Dib: Don't I get any say in this? Nightmare Bitters: Let the head... thingy... start! Nightmare Bitters: Oh, that was stupid. I should've written a speech. D'oh, head thingy!?! The Enigma: No... You, you did good! It was great! Nightmare Bitters: No use fighting, child. No use. Nightmare Bitters: Soon, my army will march through your disturbingly large head and onto victory! Dib (thinking): Maybe my head is big... Dib: Zim! Dib: Oh, come on! You're not mad about that whole 'leaving you to rot' thing, are you? Dib: Organs... exploding... Zim: I'm not here because I like you, Dib. I'm just here for your filthy gargantuan head! Dib: Oh, now it's gargantuan!?! Monsters: Oh, ewww... Oh, sick! Monsters: Ew... Nightmare Bitters: Find them! That kid is our only hope! The Enigma: Uhhh, o-okay... Oh, oh, oooh.. Uhhh, uhh, oh, okay... Um, hmm... Zim: I've set the robot thing for auto-defense. Zim: It'll buy us some time will we use this thing to widen the portal in your stinking head! Dib: I don't really know how to use that. Zim: Irken babies have used more complicated things as play toys. I'll figure it out. Dib: Hey! Quit it! That's my head! Zim: There! That should be wide enough! Dib: What about me!?! How do I get back!?! Zim: Good question! (pauses) But I don't care! Nightmare Bitters: There! Through that hole! Nightmare Bitters: Nooooo!!! Dib: We... we made it! I made it! Zim: As soon as my skeleton stops being broken, I'm going to destroy you, Dib. Nightmare Bitters: At last, a new perfect world for me to- Nightmare Bitters: Oh, disgusting! Nightmare Bitters: Oh, look at the head on that one! Nightmare Bitters: Oh, I'm gonna- Nightmare Bitters: Such horrible doodads! Nightmare Bitters: Oh boy. Dib: Well, I'll, uh, see you guys at skool!
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