Dead End: Paranormal Park

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Oh.

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Show me the tummy!

-Good boy, Pugsley! -

Come on, boy. Let's go.

Oh, it's Grandpa!

Is he dead?

No, miss, he's just… frozen.

At his own birthday party too.

-"His big special day." - His big special day.

And he seemed so happy in the photographs.

Wait, that's it.

Photographs capture the soul of the subject.

The only question is, how are we gonna get Grandpa…

- -…back in Grandpa!

Mmm.

Okay, Mom. Ask me what my biggest weakness is.

Oily skin?

I'm serious.

I was gonna go with something like "paralyzing fear of confrontation."

Uh, sweetie, why do you wanna know your biggest weakness?

My job interview at Phoenix Parks.

Tonight. I told you.

Uh, but Grammy Gram's coming for dinner. I made cheese-less mac and cheese.

Ugh, Mom, did you tell her I would be there?

Yeah, of course.

Did you tell her Barney would be there?

Oh, come on, sweetie, there's a lot she doesn't understand.

She's not the only one.

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- - Sorry, buddy, you can't come.

But if I get this job, we can get a place of our own.

Just you and me. No Mom, no Dad, no Grammy Gram.

Okay, fine. Come on.

Oh, stop it.

Oh, my precious girl!

Going to her first job interview!

- -Mom!

Call me before you go in.

And after. And maybe during too?

Bye, Mom.

Just checking you've got your phone.

If you whizz in my bag again,

I'm sending you right back home, young man.

Oh, jeez. Strange dude. Talking to himself.

Okay, maybe Mom was right and I should never go outside.

Or at least I think that's what she was trying to say.

Uh… You're the one talking to yourself, Norma.

How do you know my name?

-Whoa! It's me, Barney. -Uh, I'm bad with names.

We literally live on the same street. Same school. We're lab partners!

I'm bad with… faces.

- - Shh!

Hello, I'm Pauline Phoenix.

You know, in just a few ticks, we'll be at my very own theme park.

Thank you. Where the fun just never stops, except November through to March.

We've got five zones for you all to enjoy, based on my movies, music and TV shows.

Remember, consuming outside food and drink is a big no-no.

And if you see anything that seems just a little outta sorts,

you know, anything suspicious or supernatural at all,

well, just keep it to yourself, darlin'.

-Did you see that? -Yeah, we're almost there.

Thank you for visiting Phoenix Parks.

- - Y'all enjoy yourselves!

Or else.

I hope y'all come back soon.

Safe trip. Take care now. Don't sue.

Okay, you can stop following me now, creep.

I'm not following you. And I'm not a creep.

-I've got a job interview down here. -Wait.

"Opportunity at Phoenix Parks, Dead End Attraction."

"Please arrive at sundown."

"Rare opening for the one perfect candidate."

-Well, good luck. -Thanks!

Wait!

Whoa!

-Okay. You ready, boy? -

Torpe-dog!

- -Good boy.

What?

-How did that happen? -I took the staff line.

Oh.

Oh, my ghosts! This is so cool.

No one's been in here for a year. Not since the Jennifer Swan incident.

Jennifer Swan?

It was on a night like tonight.

Except it was raining.

And I think it was a Thursday morning, actually.

One of the parks' Pauline impersonators entered Dead End…

- -…and never came out!

She died? In here?

Whoa! No, I just said she didn't come out.

She just "disappeared."

-I can't believe you didn't know. -

All right.

Don't you know anything about Dead End?

I'm clearly the better candidate for this job.

That stuff doesn't matter. It's about being a responsible employee.

Your dog is whizzing on the furniture.

Pugs… Pugsley! No!

Go on. Ask me anything.

Uh, how do you get dog pee out of cobwebs?

About Pauline! Dead End. This park.

I know everything. Every cast member. Every episode.

Every single nut and bolt of this whole darn attraction.

Who's that?

Easy, that's old Charlie Bonaparte.

-Full name Charles… -

Welcome, mortals.

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-…and grandfather once removed to… -

Your beautiful photograph is ready to collect.

…at the full moon. AKA, he's a werewolf.

Although, they didn't establish that… Are you even listening?

Sitting around on the job? Glad I'm not his boss.

Oh, hi. I'm Norma Khan. I'm here for the job opportunity…

Hi. And I'm Barney.

And you must be the manager. Love the costume.

And you two must be the offerings. I didn't know there'd be a choice.

There isn't. Uh, here's my resume, references…

…and proof of visits to Dead End…

- - …ages seven through 15.

And if that doesn't convince you,

take a look at this letter from the very desk of Pauline's

secretary's intern.

-Who's Pauline Phoenix? -

And what about you, freckles?

What makes you think you'd be a good flesh vessel?

Mmm, flesh?

Perfect. Let's go.

What? Uh, no fair!

All right, folks, get ready. He's on his way.

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- -Uh…

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Um, Norma? I don't think this is what we think it is.

Ugh! I know! Group interview.

They could've warned us.

Uh, excuse me! Does this job have any benefits?

Uh, wings, blood made of fire, immortality.

- Okay, but what about dental? -

- Norma? Norma! -Excuse me? I'm talking to you.

-You haven't answered my question. -Look!

Do you mind?

Here he comes! The demon king's gonna love me for bringing two humans.

Demon king? What episode was that in?

This one!

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O great Temeluchus. It must be Two for Tuesday!

I got you not one, but two flesh vessels.

I rescind my application. The job's yours!

They'd both make excellent new bodies, Temeluchus.

-Which shall it be? -

Ip dip doo, the dog's got the flu,

the cat's got the chicken pox, so it's gonna be you!

Good choice. Fleshy.

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Pugsley!

Fellow demons, let us join hands, claws, tentacles.