It's just like him. Cold and spooky.

- Wow! Did you feel that? - What?

I got a chill. You shouldn't talk about Pop like that.

Really? What's this do for you?

Thanks for nothing, you string-sucking old loon!

He didn't mean it, Pop.

Ernie! Ernie!

Only one bed. I'll flip you for it.

Heads.

- (Scratching) - E-Ernie?

- Ernie. Ernie. - (Groans)

- You asleep? - I was.

- (Scratching) - How can you sleep through that?

- What? I don't hear anything. - Shh-shh-shh. That.

Listen. Hear it? It's coming from upstairs.

(Scratching)

(Door creaks)

Mothballs.

(Screaming)

H-hey, stop it! Hey! Ow!