[music playing]
So I see them raising my daughter up,
so she's either the sacrificial lamb or the one
that your kids want to burn at the stake.
[laughs]
We have to fool them.
[music playing]
(SINGING) Surrender to the witching hour.
Surrender to the witching hour.
You are the doll on the shelf.
[music playing]
(SINGING) Come on, come play with me.
You're possessed.
[music playing]
(SINGING) Twinkle, twinkle, little star.
How I wonder where you are.
Let's play together forever and ever.
ABBY: You're dangerous to people.
Broken dolls.
You are my dolls, right?
People think of you that way.
America's sweethearts.
But now you're broken.
And you let everybody see it.
[music playing]
ABBY: Now, as legend has it, Lizzie Borden killed
her mother with 40 whacks.
DANCER: With an ax.
ABBY: 40 whacks.
[music playing]
ABBY: It's like the blood is, like, coming out of your body,
out of your face.
[music playing]
That's not funny.
Oh my god.
Some people, in real life, really have a fear of clowns.
[music playing]
ABBY: You're lifeless, sluggish, and boring.
You get out there and you're like a zombie.
You're, like, sleeping half the time.
Oh my god!
Ah!
[music playing]
(SINGING) La, la, la, la, la, la trick or treat.
You ain't got nothing on me.
La, la la, la, la, la trick or treat.
You ain't even all that scary.
La, la, la, la, la, la, trick or treat.
You ain't got nothing on me.
La, la, la, la, la, la, trick or treat.
You ain't even all that scary.
La, la, la, la, la, la, trick or treat,
you ain't even all that scary.
Don't expect a prom queen [inaudible]..
I'll show you the dark side.
[music playing]
[screams]
That is so creepy.
DANCER: I'll show you the dark side.
And I'll show everyone the dark side.
[music playing]
(SINGING) Zombies!
Zombies!
I'm a psycho and you can't deny, no.
I'm as crazy as a daisy and you're under attack.
ABBY: Lily, you've escaped from an insane asylum.
That's somebody dark and evil inside of you coming out.
You're hearing these voices in your head all the time,
and they're just coming after you.
And they're making you crazy.
[music playing]
(SINGING) I'm a psycho.
Yeah, I'm a psycho.
I'm a s-- s-- s-- s-- psy-- s-- s-- s-- s-- psycho.
That ain't a typo.
I'm a psycho.
Yeah, I'm a psycho.
I'm a s-- s-- s-- s-- psycho, a psycho.
S-- s-- s-- s-- psy-- s-- s-- s-- s-- psycho.
A s-- s-- s-- s-- psy-- s-- s-- s-- s-- psycho.
A s-- s-- s-- s-- psy--
I'm a, a psycho.
ABBY: The scream needs to be guttural.
It's from your gut.
[screams]
MOM: Dear god!
ABBY: There's a monster coming out of you.
[music playing]
Scissor hands.
We're having a pair of scissors on the ends of your hands.
Creep them out.
[music playing]
(SINGING) Follow me down.
Follow me down.
We all need a friend to the end.
When Carrie goes to the prom, they
dump pig's blood all over her.
Shut your mouth and close your eyes.
It's coming.
Tip your head back a little bit.
DANCER: Beautiful!
Don't let me down!
Psych!
No, you can't get me.
[music playing]
(SINGING) Look who's killing, killing, killing me now.
Look who's killing, killing, killing me now.
Look who's killing, killing, killing me.
'Cause I'm killing it, killing it, killing it.