"[Walking through the house dressed like Michael Myers, not knowing the REAL Michael is right behind him. Suddenly, he turns around] Whoa, shit, man! Charlie, where da fuck you been, man? Don't you know we been lookin' all over dis muthafucka for you? And why the hell are you dressed like me anyway? I'm not payin' you to be Michael Myers! I'M playin Michael Myers! And if them kids come around and see us dressed up in the same shit, it's going to ruin the whole effect! God damn it! What the hell is wrong with you? [Michael remains still] I said what are you looking at me like that for? [Taps Michael's forehead] Huh? You don't get it? You don't get it? Your shit up there ain't workin or something? Huh? You need to get you ass back in the garage with Nora! That's your job! Go back in there and help her ass out! Go do your job! I left the back door unlocked for your ass to go out the back and into the garage! That's what I did! You need to get the hell out of here! [Michael's still remains motionless] Go on! Skoot! Skedaddle! Get the fuck out of Dodge! [Michael finally walks away] God damn it... what the hell does somebody gotta do to get a little decent help up in this mothafucka?"