Stan Against Evil (2016) s02e07 Episode Script
Mirror, Mirror, Mirror
1 Previously on "Stan Against Evil.
" What is that thing growing up by the station? When the first flowers bloom, the portal will open, and the Land of the Dead shall corrupt the Land of the Living for time without end.
Should we get a new map now? Constable Eccles was the only witch.
Did you ever think that it might be possible to save the life of someone you lost? Stan: I can go back and save Claire.
I got to figure out how to travel back a year to save my wife, and the only way I'm going to be able to do that is if I find this guy, Gerard DuQuette.
- [Chickens clucking.]
- [Cow mooing.]
[Animals lowing.]
She has much milk in her this morning.
When I think of how much money this milk will fetch at market, it's as if her teats were full of diamonds.
I know if my manly bosom could produce diamonds, I would fill bucket after bucket.
[Milk trickles.]
Of precious, precious man-boob diamonds.
- [Clang, splatter.]
- [Rooster crows.]
[Screaming.]
[Discordant music plays.]
[Demonic voice.]
You're out of milk.
[Screams.]
[Laughs.]
[Tires screech.]
[Gear shifts.]
[Knocking.]
[Grunts.]
Let's do this.
[Door closes.]
These, uh These are the eyeballs of that thing.
It came up out of Evie's grave and tried to kill us.
[Explosion.]
Looked like a big pile of crap covered in bullshit.
[Shrieks.]
Oh, I remember, Sheriff.
The Wraith? [Shrieking, growls.]
Why do you want to go into the past? Not that I consider you particularly "modern.
" Oh, you got that right, buster.
This country ain't been the same since Evel Knievel died.
Here's the bottom line I got to back to last year and save my wife's life.
No! No! No! Absolutely not, Mr.
Miller.
- See? - I Evel Knievel.
They told him no, too.
You can't jump over Caesar's Palace.
He did.
You can't jump over 13 double-decker busses.
He did.
You can't jump over Snake River Canyon, and he damn sure did.
No, he didn't.
He crashed every one of those times.
But he tried.
He tried like a man.
A man in a skin-tight leather jumpsuit with a beautiful cape, good hair, a helmet, and I've gotten off-topic.
Listen to me.
I got to find this guy, Gerard DuQuette.
So? So That's where you come in.
He's been dead for 400 years.
He's some kind of black magic, sorcery assface.
[Sighs.]
Won't you do it for Claire? Please? [Exhales softly.]
[Sniffing.]
The hell is that? Sage.
It purifies the room.
Smells like a pregnant raccoon died in your chimney.
Eh.
[Thud.]
From the Great Lady and The Seven Winds, I summon Charon, blessed ferryman of the river Styx.
We summon Gerard DuQuette, denizen of the Otherworld.
Yeah.
What she said.
- [Fingers cracking.]
- [Grunts.]
Ow! Nails.
Da Rakom, Ossun, Hekuba, I summon thee all, Da Rakom Ossun, Hekuba, I summon thee all.
- [Thudding.]
- [Gasps.]
[Sighs.]
Now what? Does the doorbell ring, he pops out of a cake, and gives me a nobjob? [Scoffs.]
I don't understand.
I I've had weak responses before, but never just nothing.
Well Maybe he was gonna show up, but then he got a load of that crap you burnt.
I know what I should have said.
It smells like somebody popped a balloon full of clown farts.
Worst Seance Ever.
[Discordant music plays.]
Man: Hellooo? What? Denise? [Music continues.]
Is that you? I don't think so.
[Sigh.]
Are you? I am.
Constance Eccles told me I know.
Why weren't you at the seance? I had a thing.
Lookit.
I got to figure out how to How to use the eyes of the Wraith to travel back just one year instead of 400 so that you can save your dear wife's life.
- Correct? - Exactly! This is terrific.
How do I do it? Do you like riddles? No, I'm straight.
The first person is your passage on the time-travel express.
You can go wherever they go, on the day they're laid to rest.
You have 24 hours to solve the riddle.
You fail, you die.
That's a little different than the way they used to do it in the Reader's Digest.
Makes it fun for me.
24 hours.
Later, tater.
Hey.
How do I die? [Exhales.]
[Gruff voice.]
Maybe you'll do something so horrible that the people of Willard's Mill will band together and kill you themselves.
[Laughing and clapping.]
[Laughter echoing.]
Oh, crap.
[Stan sighs.]
Denise, honey, you, uh You're good at pu [Growling softly.]
Puzzles, aren't you? Oh, Leon called to say "Thank you for the fudge.
" I beg your pardon? Apparently you went down to the station this morning and you brought him some fudge.
[Discordant note plays.]
That wasn't me.
Are you sure it wasn't you? Why would I lie about fudge? Well, we've all made a bad batch of fudge before and we lied about it.
Shame Fudge is real, but we don't let it get us down.
We get back in the kitchen, we roll up our sleeves, and we try agaaain! [Telephone ringing.]
[Stan sighs.]
- [Ringing.]
- Oh, shit.
[Receiver slams.]
Oh.
Leon? - Leon! - [Clatter.]
And I'll have you till the end of time What the hell happened to you? The fudge.
The fudge happened.
[Distorted.]
I could only long for your caress I don't know what you put in it That wasn't me.
Oh, yes, it was! Maybe you'll do something so horrible that the good people of Willard's Mill will kill you themselves.
Golly gee, I can't believe you're mine Leon.
[Distorted women's voices.]
- Wheeee! - What was in the fudge? Freedom! For my mind.
[Giggling.]
[Scoffs.]
I only got 14 hours.
I got to go.
- Wait! - [Gun cocks.]
- Oh, no! - I got a better idea.
Why don't I kill you and you go to Heaven and you call me, tell me what you see? [Laughs.]
I'm scared.
[Knocks rhythmically on door.]
[Gruff voice.]
Oh, hi.
Did you want to try the seance again? That sounds delish.
J'entre? Sure.
Love the house.
You were just here yesterday? Oh, snap.
[High-pitched voice.]
Are you looking at my bum? No, Leon.
- Geranimo! - Leon.
[Giggles.]
We're gonna need the others if we're gonna I had a bucket like this once.
- Okay.
- [Doorbell rings.]
[Whispering.]
Company! [Giggles.]
[Door opens.]
Oh, hi, Gordy! Hello.
Gordy the mailman? You come in here, you rascal.
- Well, hello, Stan.
- Hi, Gordy.
What's What's that saying you mailmen have? Neither snow nor rain Or sleet will stay these couriers from their appointed rounds.
What about a bucket? Uh, I'm sorry, what? Would Would that stay you from from your appointed rounds? - A bucket? - [Clang.]
- Ah! - [Screams.]
[Lara screams.]
- [Giggles.]
He's on the move.
- [Clatter.]
- [Bucket clangs.]
- [Screams.]
Come here, you scamp.
[Giggles.]
[Thud, Lara screams.]
"The first person.
" The first person what? Hey, pretty lady.
Look what I did.
My brain did this with my mind.
And my hand.
Leon, I really got to go.
You can go when Evie gets here.
When does Evie get here? Tomorrow.
Today's her day off.
I don't have that kind of time.
[Chuckles.]
- [Discordant music playing.]
- [Lara crying.]
[Sniffles.]
[Telephone rings.]
Hello! Sh-Sheriff Barret, please.
Call her at home.
She loves that.
I need you to draw Eddie the Head on my back.
- I beg your pardon? - Eddie the Head.
From Iron Maiden.
I know who Eddie the Head is.
"Fear the Dark" much? Let me see.
[Markers clack.]
Oh, I think you're really gonna like that.
- Thank you.
- Yeah.
As true today as it was then.
[Chuckles.]
[Telephone rings.]
Yello? [Person speaking gibberish.]
Hey.
What happened? Gordy's dead.
The mailman.
It was Stan.
Gor Stan?! What? Something seemed off at first.
He was just so happy and friendly.
Oh, yeah, that definitely does not sound like Stan.
God, I know.
And you're sure it was Stan? Yeah, it was him, all right.
He left you a message.
[Discordant music plays.]
Hutchy much.
[Sighs.]
So then, he came by, like we had talked about.
He He was smiling, very polite.
Yeah, see, that's the thing.
I mean, I can definitely imagine Stan killing someone with a bucket, but this whole smiling, polite thing? I mean, that does not track.
Mm.
Speaking of which, where's the, uh, body? Oh, that.
[Laughs.]
Just get here, please.
- Lara: I had just hung up.
- [Cellphone beeps.]
Neither snow - nor rain - [Thud.]
- Nor sleet will stay - Oh! So, you're saying this guy was was dead, and then he just Walked right through this room and right out of that door.
What do you mean, "Like we talked about"? You said "Stan came by, like we talked about.
" Yeah.
Stan came to me to contact a spirit.
Stan? Yeah, he wants to travel back in time to save his wife.
Oh, no.
No, no, that's got to be so Dangerous? I told him.
Look, we were trying to summon the spirit of Gerard DuQuette, a practitioner of Black Magik from the 17th century.
Oh, that's a that's a great idea.
Summon an evil wizard! But he didn't appear.
Are you sure? Oh, my God, that's Anti.
This guy is still out there, and everybody thinks he's Stan.
[Scoffs.]
I can't believe there's a worse version of Stan out there.
I didn't know that was possible.
[Urinating.]
Mm-mm! Sheriff?! These heirloom tomatoes? They are now! [Laughs.]
Martin! Ahhh! Oh! [Funky music playing.]
Stan: Put that thing down, Leon.
I got to go.
[Imitating gunshots.]
You can't stop 'em Martin! Sheriff Miller No, no What is it? Them bootie cheeks Got bitten by the beat Now you can't stop 'em Neither the rain nor snow nor - [Glass shatters.]
- sleet - will keep these couriers - Well, well, well, well From their appointed rounds Can't stop the bootie shakin' - Ha, ha, ha - Pshoo! Can't stop the bootie shakin' Hey, hey [Telephone ringing.]
Can't stop Yello?! - The bootie - [Splat.]
Oh! Applesauce.
[Thud.]
Hello? Sheriff Miller did what to your bird feeder? [Telephone ringing.]
Well, sweetheart, love takes many forms.
Hello? Sheriff Miller climbed up on your roof - and took a dump down your chimney? - [Ringing continues.]
Well, don't start a fire.
Hang on.
Hello? No, I don't want to lower my credit score.
- Eat a bag of dicks! - [Telephone rings.]
Hello? Evie: Oh, thank God, Stan.
Where have you been all day? I've been here.
Do you have a witness? Well, eh, more or less.
Okay, uh, second question.
Have you happened to have done anything incredibly stupid lately, like conjure the spirit of a 17th-century evil wizard? We're gonna have to put a pin in that one.
Stan, were you planning on telling me about your little time-travelling scheme? It's complicated.
Listen to me, there's a double going around town pretending that he's me, and he's causing mischief.
Yeah, you have no idea.
I'm on my way.
No! No, no, no, no, no.
You You go ahead and meet me at my house, up in Claire's room, and don't stop to get your nails done.
What are you I don't get my nails - Clock's ticking.
- [Receiver slams.]
[Cellphone beeps.]
Definitely him.
All right, Leon.
You're in charge.
[Insects chirping.]
Stan: The guy said I had 24 hours to solve this riddle or I'm a dead man.
Uh-huh, and how long ago was that? 23 hours and 53 minutes.
Who's counting? Wakey wakey, eggs and bakey.
Come on, tickle pickle.
- [Sputters.]
- [Laughs.]
What the? What the hell? What What are you doing here? I wanted to challenge you to a game of Rock, Paper, Scissors.
O-Okay.
For stabs.
[Sand rustling.]
Stan: It's almost 12:00.
[Doorbell rings.]
It's midnight.
That's him.
Denise: Ooh, I'll get it! She went downstairs.
Denise! Oh, it's the ma [Gasps.]
[Moaning.]
[Screaming.]
Hey! Hey! Hey! [Screams.]
Denise! [Grunts.]
Denise, are you okay? [Grunting.]
Go for his eyes! Yeah, the eyes! That's it, Stan! The eyes! I got it! Eyes! The first person! Oh, I get it.
That's clever.
The first person is your passage on the time-travel express.
You can go wherever they go on the day they're laid to rest.
You solve the riddle and you'll know what to do.
- [Growls.]
- [Women shouting indistinctly.]
- [Growls.]
- Denise: Good job, Dad! Take the mailman's eyes, go back to yesterday, and then don't summon Gerard DuQuette! Come on, Dad! - [Grunts.]
- All right, Stan! Hold your horses.
You know what they say about eyeballs.
[Breathing heavily.]
They don't gouge themselves out.
- [Splat.]
- [Grunting.]
[Screaming.]
[Screaming in distance.]
Well, that was a fun game.
I win.
[Giggles.]
[Echoed laughter continues.]
[Panting.]
[Sigh.]
What's in the bag, Stan? You said I had 24 hours to solve the riddle.
And I did.
It's the eyes.
The first person is the eyes.
Indeed you did.
Get on it, little man.
[Panting.]
[Discordant music playing.]
- [Growling.]
- Stan: It worked.
[Sighs.]
Golly gee, I can't believe you're mine - And - [Screams.]
I'll have you till the end of time I was in the shadows of loneliness I could only long for your caress - Suddenly, to my surprise - Ahh! The time is right To wrap myself around you and hold you tight Golly gee, I can't believe you're mine And I'll have you till the end of time Sweetheart, I'm sorry about this.
I was in the shadows of loneliness You'll thank me later.
I could only long for your caress Suddenly, to my surprise, the time is right To wrap myself around you and hold you tight
" What is that thing growing up by the station? When the first flowers bloom, the portal will open, and the Land of the Dead shall corrupt the Land of the Living for time without end.
Should we get a new map now? Constable Eccles was the only witch.
Did you ever think that it might be possible to save the life of someone you lost? Stan: I can go back and save Claire.
I got to figure out how to travel back a year to save my wife, and the only way I'm going to be able to do that is if I find this guy, Gerard DuQuette.
- [Chickens clucking.]
- [Cow mooing.]
[Animals lowing.]
She has much milk in her this morning.
When I think of how much money this milk will fetch at market, it's as if her teats were full of diamonds.
I know if my manly bosom could produce diamonds, I would fill bucket after bucket.
[Milk trickles.]
Of precious, precious man-boob diamonds.
- [Clang, splatter.]
- [Rooster crows.]
[Screaming.]
[Discordant music plays.]
[Demonic voice.]
You're out of milk.
[Screams.]
[Laughs.]
[Tires screech.]
[Gear shifts.]
[Knocking.]
[Grunts.]
Let's do this.
[Door closes.]
These, uh These are the eyeballs of that thing.
It came up out of Evie's grave and tried to kill us.
[Explosion.]
Looked like a big pile of crap covered in bullshit.
[Shrieks.]
Oh, I remember, Sheriff.
The Wraith? [Shrieking, growls.]
Why do you want to go into the past? Not that I consider you particularly "modern.
" Oh, you got that right, buster.
This country ain't been the same since Evel Knievel died.
Here's the bottom line I got to back to last year and save my wife's life.
No! No! No! Absolutely not, Mr.
Miller.
- See? - I Evel Knievel.
They told him no, too.
You can't jump over Caesar's Palace.
He did.
You can't jump over 13 double-decker busses.
He did.
You can't jump over Snake River Canyon, and he damn sure did.
No, he didn't.
He crashed every one of those times.
But he tried.
He tried like a man.
A man in a skin-tight leather jumpsuit with a beautiful cape, good hair, a helmet, and I've gotten off-topic.
Listen to me.
I got to find this guy, Gerard DuQuette.
So? So That's where you come in.
He's been dead for 400 years.
He's some kind of black magic, sorcery assface.
[Sighs.]
Won't you do it for Claire? Please? [Exhales softly.]
[Sniffing.]
The hell is that? Sage.
It purifies the room.
Smells like a pregnant raccoon died in your chimney.
Eh.
[Thud.]
From the Great Lady and The Seven Winds, I summon Charon, blessed ferryman of the river Styx.
We summon Gerard DuQuette, denizen of the Otherworld.
Yeah.
What she said.
- [Fingers cracking.]
- [Grunts.]
Ow! Nails.
Da Rakom, Ossun, Hekuba, I summon thee all, Da Rakom Ossun, Hekuba, I summon thee all.
- [Thudding.]
- [Gasps.]
[Sighs.]
Now what? Does the doorbell ring, he pops out of a cake, and gives me a nobjob? [Scoffs.]
I don't understand.
I I've had weak responses before, but never just nothing.
Well Maybe he was gonna show up, but then he got a load of that crap you burnt.
I know what I should have said.
It smells like somebody popped a balloon full of clown farts.
Worst Seance Ever.
[Discordant music plays.]
Man: Hellooo? What? Denise? [Music continues.]
Is that you? I don't think so.
[Sigh.]
Are you? I am.
Constance Eccles told me I know.
Why weren't you at the seance? I had a thing.
Lookit.
I got to figure out how to How to use the eyes of the Wraith to travel back just one year instead of 400 so that you can save your dear wife's life.
- Correct? - Exactly! This is terrific.
How do I do it? Do you like riddles? No, I'm straight.
The first person is your passage on the time-travel express.
You can go wherever they go, on the day they're laid to rest.
You have 24 hours to solve the riddle.
You fail, you die.
That's a little different than the way they used to do it in the Reader's Digest.
Makes it fun for me.
24 hours.
Later, tater.
Hey.
How do I die? [Exhales.]
[Gruff voice.]
Maybe you'll do something so horrible that the people of Willard's Mill will band together and kill you themselves.
[Laughing and clapping.]
[Laughter echoing.]
Oh, crap.
[Stan sighs.]
Denise, honey, you, uh You're good at pu [Growling softly.]
Puzzles, aren't you? Oh, Leon called to say "Thank you for the fudge.
" I beg your pardon? Apparently you went down to the station this morning and you brought him some fudge.
[Discordant note plays.]
That wasn't me.
Are you sure it wasn't you? Why would I lie about fudge? Well, we've all made a bad batch of fudge before and we lied about it.
Shame Fudge is real, but we don't let it get us down.
We get back in the kitchen, we roll up our sleeves, and we try agaaain! [Telephone ringing.]
[Stan sighs.]
- [Ringing.]
- Oh, shit.
[Receiver slams.]
Oh.
Leon? - Leon! - [Clatter.]
And I'll have you till the end of time What the hell happened to you? The fudge.
The fudge happened.
[Distorted.]
I could only long for your caress I don't know what you put in it That wasn't me.
Oh, yes, it was! Maybe you'll do something so horrible that the good people of Willard's Mill will kill you themselves.
Golly gee, I can't believe you're mine Leon.
[Distorted women's voices.]
- Wheeee! - What was in the fudge? Freedom! For my mind.
[Giggling.]
[Scoffs.]
I only got 14 hours.
I got to go.
- Wait! - [Gun cocks.]
- Oh, no! - I got a better idea.
Why don't I kill you and you go to Heaven and you call me, tell me what you see? [Laughs.]
I'm scared.
[Knocks rhythmically on door.]
[Gruff voice.]
Oh, hi.
Did you want to try the seance again? That sounds delish.
J'entre? Sure.
Love the house.
You were just here yesterday? Oh, snap.
[High-pitched voice.]
Are you looking at my bum? No, Leon.
- Geranimo! - Leon.
[Giggles.]
We're gonna need the others if we're gonna I had a bucket like this once.
- Okay.
- [Doorbell rings.]
[Whispering.]
Company! [Giggles.]
[Door opens.]
Oh, hi, Gordy! Hello.
Gordy the mailman? You come in here, you rascal.
- Well, hello, Stan.
- Hi, Gordy.
What's What's that saying you mailmen have? Neither snow nor rain Or sleet will stay these couriers from their appointed rounds.
What about a bucket? Uh, I'm sorry, what? Would Would that stay you from from your appointed rounds? - A bucket? - [Clang.]
- Ah! - [Screams.]
[Lara screams.]
- [Giggles.]
He's on the move.
- [Clatter.]
- [Bucket clangs.]
- [Screams.]
Come here, you scamp.
[Giggles.]
[Thud, Lara screams.]
"The first person.
" The first person what? Hey, pretty lady.
Look what I did.
My brain did this with my mind.
And my hand.
Leon, I really got to go.
You can go when Evie gets here.
When does Evie get here? Tomorrow.
Today's her day off.
I don't have that kind of time.
[Chuckles.]
- [Discordant music playing.]
- [Lara crying.]
[Sniffles.]
[Telephone rings.]
Hello! Sh-Sheriff Barret, please.
Call her at home.
She loves that.
I need you to draw Eddie the Head on my back.
- I beg your pardon? - Eddie the Head.
From Iron Maiden.
I know who Eddie the Head is.
"Fear the Dark" much? Let me see.
[Markers clack.]
Oh, I think you're really gonna like that.
- Thank you.
- Yeah.
As true today as it was then.
[Chuckles.]
[Telephone rings.]
Yello? [Person speaking gibberish.]
Hey.
What happened? Gordy's dead.
The mailman.
It was Stan.
Gor Stan?! What? Something seemed off at first.
He was just so happy and friendly.
Oh, yeah, that definitely does not sound like Stan.
God, I know.
And you're sure it was Stan? Yeah, it was him, all right.
He left you a message.
[Discordant music plays.]
Hutchy much.
[Sighs.]
So then, he came by, like we had talked about.
He He was smiling, very polite.
Yeah, see, that's the thing.
I mean, I can definitely imagine Stan killing someone with a bucket, but this whole smiling, polite thing? I mean, that does not track.
Mm.
Speaking of which, where's the, uh, body? Oh, that.
[Laughs.]
Just get here, please.
- Lara: I had just hung up.
- [Cellphone beeps.]
Neither snow - nor rain - [Thud.]
- Nor sleet will stay - Oh! So, you're saying this guy was was dead, and then he just Walked right through this room and right out of that door.
What do you mean, "Like we talked about"? You said "Stan came by, like we talked about.
" Yeah.
Stan came to me to contact a spirit.
Stan? Yeah, he wants to travel back in time to save his wife.
Oh, no.
No, no, that's got to be so Dangerous? I told him.
Look, we were trying to summon the spirit of Gerard DuQuette, a practitioner of Black Magik from the 17th century.
Oh, that's a that's a great idea.
Summon an evil wizard! But he didn't appear.
Are you sure? Oh, my God, that's Anti.
This guy is still out there, and everybody thinks he's Stan.
[Scoffs.]
I can't believe there's a worse version of Stan out there.
I didn't know that was possible.
[Urinating.]
Mm-mm! Sheriff?! These heirloom tomatoes? They are now! [Laughs.]
Martin! Ahhh! Oh! [Funky music playing.]
Stan: Put that thing down, Leon.
I got to go.
[Imitating gunshots.]
You can't stop 'em Martin! Sheriff Miller No, no What is it? Them bootie cheeks Got bitten by the beat Now you can't stop 'em Neither the rain nor snow nor - [Glass shatters.]
- sleet - will keep these couriers - Well, well, well, well From their appointed rounds Can't stop the bootie shakin' - Ha, ha, ha - Pshoo! Can't stop the bootie shakin' Hey, hey [Telephone ringing.]
Can't stop Yello?! - The bootie - [Splat.]
Oh! Applesauce.
[Thud.]
Hello? Sheriff Miller did what to your bird feeder? [Telephone ringing.]
Well, sweetheart, love takes many forms.
Hello? Sheriff Miller climbed up on your roof - and took a dump down your chimney? - [Ringing continues.]
Well, don't start a fire.
Hang on.
Hello? No, I don't want to lower my credit score.
- Eat a bag of dicks! - [Telephone rings.]
Hello? Evie: Oh, thank God, Stan.
Where have you been all day? I've been here.
Do you have a witness? Well, eh, more or less.
Okay, uh, second question.
Have you happened to have done anything incredibly stupid lately, like conjure the spirit of a 17th-century evil wizard? We're gonna have to put a pin in that one.
Stan, were you planning on telling me about your little time-travelling scheme? It's complicated.
Listen to me, there's a double going around town pretending that he's me, and he's causing mischief.
Yeah, you have no idea.
I'm on my way.
No! No, no, no, no, no.
You You go ahead and meet me at my house, up in Claire's room, and don't stop to get your nails done.
What are you I don't get my nails - Clock's ticking.
- [Receiver slams.]
[Cellphone beeps.]
Definitely him.
All right, Leon.
You're in charge.
[Insects chirping.]
Stan: The guy said I had 24 hours to solve this riddle or I'm a dead man.
Uh-huh, and how long ago was that? 23 hours and 53 minutes.
Who's counting? Wakey wakey, eggs and bakey.
Come on, tickle pickle.
- [Sputters.]
- [Laughs.]
What the? What the hell? What What are you doing here? I wanted to challenge you to a game of Rock, Paper, Scissors.
O-Okay.
For stabs.
[Sand rustling.]
Stan: It's almost 12:00.
[Doorbell rings.]
It's midnight.
That's him.
Denise: Ooh, I'll get it! She went downstairs.
Denise! Oh, it's the ma [Gasps.]
[Moaning.]
[Screaming.]
Hey! Hey! Hey! [Screams.]
Denise! [Grunts.]
Denise, are you okay? [Grunting.]
Go for his eyes! Yeah, the eyes! That's it, Stan! The eyes! I got it! Eyes! The first person! Oh, I get it.
That's clever.
The first person is your passage on the time-travel express.
You can go wherever they go on the day they're laid to rest.
You solve the riddle and you'll know what to do.
- [Growls.]
- [Women shouting indistinctly.]
- [Growls.]
- Denise: Good job, Dad! Take the mailman's eyes, go back to yesterday, and then don't summon Gerard DuQuette! Come on, Dad! - [Grunts.]
- All right, Stan! Hold your horses.
You know what they say about eyeballs.
[Breathing heavily.]
They don't gouge themselves out.
- [Splat.]
- [Grunting.]
[Screaming.]
[Screaming in distance.]
Well, that was a fun game.
I win.
[Giggles.]
[Echoed laughter continues.]
[Panting.]
[Sigh.]
What's in the bag, Stan? You said I had 24 hours to solve the riddle.
And I did.
It's the eyes.
The first person is the eyes.
Indeed you did.
Get on it, little man.
[Panting.]
[Discordant music playing.]
- [Growling.]
- Stan: It worked.
[Sighs.]
Golly gee, I can't believe you're mine - And - [Screams.]
I'll have you till the end of time I was in the shadows of loneliness I could only long for your caress - Suddenly, to my surprise - Ahh! The time is right To wrap myself around you and hold you tight Golly gee, I can't believe you're mine And I'll have you till the end of time Sweetheart, I'm sorry about this.
I was in the shadows of loneliness You'll thank me later.
I could only long for your caress Suddenly, to my surprise, the time is right To wrap myself around you and hold you tight