(ominous music) (spooky upbeat music) (upbeat music) - Ooh, do, do, do, do.

(upbeat music) Oh!

Good evening gang, welcome to the show!

I don't think I'll ever adjust to starting before 1:00 a.m. (masked people grunting) Huh?

Oh, thanks fellas, I really appreciate the help.

(people grunting) So glad you could join us for another Halloween celebration.

Our movie tonight is the Roger Corman classic comedy, "The Little Shop of Horrors."

- What kind of a plant is this, Seymour?

- Well, I'm not sure.

Ow, ow, ow, ow!

(tense music) - [Plant] Mmm, feed me!

- Roger Corman made this following his 1959 film, "A Bucket of Blood."

Speaking of buckets, fellas, you can put that stuff down.

- [Person In Mask] Okay.

- Yeah, the floor is fine.

(chuckling) Wait a minute, where's Ernie?

- Uh-oh.

- Oh boy, he must have wandered off while we were showing movie clips.

Mr. Director, could I see the lab footage before we cut in the movie clips please?

(static buzzing) (eerie music) (buzzing tone) (static buzzing) Oh great, now Ernie's gonna be stuck inside the film.

Gang, let's get our movie going while we try to sort this out, before the first break.

And for the 47th time, happy Halloween.

- [Person In Mask] Let's go, let's get.

Let's hurry.

(dramatic music) (dramatic music) - [Joe Fink] My name is Sergeant Joe Fink working a 24 hour shift on a homicide.

And this is my workshop.

The part of town that everybody knows about but that nobody wants to see.

Where the tragedies are deeper, the ecstasies wilder and the crime rate consistently higher than anywhere else.

Skid Row.

My beat.

(dramatic music) (dramatic music) (dramatic music) (dramatic music) (dramatic music) (dramatic music) The most terrifying period in the history of my beat began in a little rundown floral shop called Mushnick's.

- Ah, good morning Mrs. Shiva, how's things today?

- The same as usual, Mr. Mushnick.

My sister's nephew, Stanley, died.

In Little Rock, Arkansas.

- Aww.

What happened?

- He got blown up, who knows how.

- That's nice.

Well, you would like, maybe, as usual some flowers for the funeral?

♪ Should old acquaintance be forgot ♪ ♪ And never brought to mind ♪ - I thought, possibly, because I always give you all my funeral business, and maybe you should possibly give to me, eh, a little cut rate.

- Look on me, Mrs. Shiva.

What am I?

A philatelist?

I sell on Skid Row, nothing but cheap carnations.

And I should give you a cut rate?

I can't even afford water for the flowers!

To my throat I would be giving a cut.

♪ I dreamt I dwelt in Marble Halls ♪ ♪ With vassals and- ♪ - Shut up from the back!

Excuse me, Mrs. Shiva.

- That Seymour.

- He's a nice boy.

- Why don't you let him sing?

- What sing?!

Look, here I got a new customer.

Brand new in the yellow vest.

I should let the clean up boy, but I can't even afford chase them out right away.

(phone ringing) Flowers fresh as the spring time.

Mushnick's, Hello?

Oh, hello Dr. Farb.

What can I do for you today?

- Listen, Mushnick, I haven't got much time.

Send me over two gladiolas and a fern.

- Excellent, that's two dozen glads, one potted fern.

- No, no, no, Mushnick!

Two gladiolas and one fern.

(drill buzzing) (patient screaming) - You want I should put two gladiolas in the pot with the ferns.

- No, one fern, one piece.

All together three pieces.

I need it for my waiting room.

- A filling fell out.

- What?

- A filling fell out.

- Good, I'll drill a bigger hole.

- You mean you want two crummy gladiolas and one crummy fern?

What kind of a decoration is that?

- This is my flower budget for the week, Mushnick.

Who can be a dentist on Skid Row?

- Fine, excellent.

I'll send Seymour right away.

Who am I to argue with science?

- Make it snappy.

Now you are going to get it.

Oh, you are going to get it.

Look.

(drill buzzing) (patient screaming) - Seymour Krelborn!

Now, Mrs. Shiva, we were talking from the funeral flowers.

But the little- (bucket banging) Funeral!

- Did you call me, Mr. Mushnick?

- No, I was calling John D. Rockefeller for to make a loan on my Rolls Royce.

- Sorry I said it.

- Now look, Seymour.

You take two gladiolas.

You'll cut them nice and even.

You'll take one fern, you'll wrap them in a package and you'll take them to Dr. Farb, right?

Now go already!

Now what can I do for you, sir?

- Uh, my name is Burson Fouch.

- Excellent!

I am Gravis Mushnick.

- Oh, that's a good one.

- [Mrs. Shiva] Who is gonna get my roses?

- I'll take care of you, Mrs. Shiva.

Come right over here.

- You would like, maybe, some orchids for a nice girl?

No, I think I'd like a couple of dozen carnations.

- Carnations.

- [Mrs. Shiva] A person find a lot of these days that somebody shouldn't drop dead!

- You had more than your share of bad luck, Mrs. Shiva.

- Bad luck, she calls it.

You should have so many people kick off.

You would have somebody fall on top of you too.

- What about the carnations - You said you wanted some roses.

- Yeah.

For Stanley.

- My carnations.

You should see what that Seymour is... Oh, here are your carnations.

Wait, I'll wrap them for you.

- No, it's all right.

I'll eat them here.

- Why not?

Of course.

What else?

They are alright?

- Well, I've had better.

- Well, this is a small shop.

- That's okay.

You know, those big places they are full of pretty flowers, expensive flowers.

When you raise them for looks and smell you're bound to lose some food value.

I like these little out-of-the-way places.

- Such a thing, eating flowers.

- Look, don't knock it until you try it, huh?

(playful music) - Look what happened.

- This is what I was trying to tell you before Look on him, everybody!

Look at the quality of his work!

I ask you, when I fire him, where is he gonna get such another good job?

- You mean I'm fired?

- No, I'm electing you president from the United States.

Yes, you are fired!

- Gravis, you can't do that.

- Who?

Who can't?

- I didn't mean it.

- You didn't mean it.

You never mean it.

You didn't mean it the time you put up the bouquet with the get well card in the funeral parlor.

And send the black lilies to the old lady in the hospital, you didn't mean it.

But this time I, Gravis Mushnick, mean it!

- He means it.

- But gee, Mr. Mushnick, don't I always try to do what's right?

And I'm crazy about flowers.

I like flowers almost as much as Audrey does.

- Excellent.

You're fired.

- Why don't you give him a chance to resurrect himself?

- I give him a chance to quit.

- I ain't gonna quit.

- You're a brave boy.

You're fired!

- But that ain't fair, Mr. Mushnick.

You know what I'm doin'?

I'm working on a special surprise plant just for you.

I'm growing a plant like you ain't never seen before.

- Excellent!

I can't even sell the plants I got in my shop.

Out, you!

- Now, wait a minute.

If he's got a new kind of plant, you ought to look at it.

- I don't look on flowers, Mr. Yellowvest.

I got ancestors in the flower business for 200 years.

But I got one shop on Skid Row, one stinking shop.

I don't even like flowers!

- You don't understand what I mean.

Look, I've eaten in flower shops all over the world.

And I have noticed that the places that have the most weird and unusual plants were the best business.

- See?

- See?

- [Mrs. Shiva] See?

- What is this?

A tango?

Alright.

Explain me more.

- Well, I remember one place that had a whole wall covered with poison ivy.

And people came from miles around to look at the wall.

And they stayed to buy.

- The owner got rich?

- No.

He scratched himself to death in an insane asylum.

- Oh!

That was my cousin Harry.

- All right.

All right.

You go home and you get this fancy schmancy plant, and you bring it back here.

And if Mr. Yellowvest Fouch says it's a draw, you still got a job.

If he don't, out you go to Bodeo, right?

- Don't worry.

You'll like it, you'll see.

(chair banging) (playful music) (playful music) - [Radio Host] This is Radio KSIK.

You've been listening to "Music for Old Invalids".

Our next selection is entitled, "Sickroom Serenade."

(bucket banging) - [Winifred] Seymour, is that you?

- Yeah, ma.

- [Winifred] Get in here.

Look at my tongue.

But ma, I've already seen your tongue.

- There be no sympathy for your poor mother?

Laughing at her and mocking her illness and she's got one foot in the grave.

- I didn't mean it.

- Oh, you never mean it.

Oh, come on.

Look at my tongue.

- That tongue is a tongue, ma.

They all look the same to me.

- Oh.

Did you stop at Dr. Mallard's and get the results of my tests?

- Yeah, he said there's nothing wrong with you.

- Oh, not Dr. Mallard.

He's is doctor I thought would tell the truth.

- He said you should be playing fullback for the Rams.

- He wants me dead.

I'll bet he is assistant coroner.

- Ma, I gotta- - A-A-And I know I got, my goiter's coming back.

I can feel it every morning after breakfast.

- Yeah, that's when you take those great- (wall banging) (Seymour yelling) - What you got?

A little surprise for me?

- Open it up and see.

- All right.

(Winifred gasping) (Winifred laughing) Dr. Slurpsaddle's famous tonic.

Wait here.

To be taken internally or externally for pain and neuritis, neuralgia, headaches.

If hit by a truck, call your physician.

Alcoholic content, 98%!

(Winifred laughing) Oh, Seymour.

You'll never know what it is gonna do for me.

(lighthearted music) Oh, I can feel that surge of warm health going through me already.

- Look, ma, I gotta get my plant and hurry back to the shop.

- You mean that lousy weed out in the kitchen?

- Yeah, and if Mr. Mushnick doesn't like it, he's gonna fire me.

- Apparently, my hearing is going out on me.

I just get the distinct impression that your job security depends on what Muchnick thanks of that thing.

- Gee, it looks worse than it did this morning when I went to work.

I wish I knew what to do with it.

- Well, if you ask me, I'd pitch it out in the trash.

I don't like my house cluttered up with rotten vegetables.

- Look ma, I gotta hurry.

Can I bring you anything?

- Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

Bring me the Evening News.

They're running a-a self-diagnosis contest.

The winner gets to go to to Mayo Clinic.

(Winifred laughing) - Bye, ma.

- Bye, son.

I'll see you at the rosy edge of dawn!

♪ Drink to me only with thine eyes ♪ ♪ And I will ♪ (playful music) - And put this on my bill.

(bell ringing) - Here it is everybody.

What do you think of it?

- Well.

It sure is different.

- It looks delicious, but don't you think it's kind of stale?

- It hasn't been feeling too well.

- You call that a fancy plant?

It looks like it never spent an healthy day in its entire life.

- I don't care.

I like it anyway.

- You.

You like even skunk cabbage.

- Yeah.

What kind of a plant is this, Seymour?

- Well, I'm not sure.

I got the seeds from a Japanese gardener over on Central Avenue.

He found them in with an order he got from a plantation next to a cranberry farm.

- Fine, fine.

You don't even know what is this plant you're growing.

- Well, I gave it a name.

- What name?

- Oh, gee.

- What?

You gave it a dirty name you can't even mention it?

- Well, I named it Audrey Jr. (Audrey gasping) - You named it after me?

Oh, really?

That's the most exiting thing anyone's ever done to me.

- You poor kid.

- I don't think it's so much I should keep on spending $10 a week on your salary.

- [Audrey] But Gravis, he named it after me!

- I know and if they keep it, they'll name it Mushnick's Folly, because I'll be in jail for non-payment of taxes.

- Are you crazy?

- Who?

Who?

- You.

You.

That's probably the only plant of its kind in the world.

Don't you realize if Seymour can nurse that thing back to health, you'll have people coming here from all over?

- You think so, you Fouch?

- I know so, you Mushnick.

That's all I'm saying on the subject.

Besides, I got to get home.

My wife's making gardenias for dinner.

- [Audrey] Good night, you Fouch.

- Good night.

And I'll see you tomorrow.

Crazy about kosher flowers.

(bell ringing) - He's a nice man.

- Maybe he knows what he's talking about.

Maybe it's not so stupid.

I'll tell you what I'll do.

I'll keep you and this Dumbell Jr. for a week.

If you can nurse it back to health, you both can stay.

If you can't, you're both fired.

- Aw, gee.

Thank you, Mr. Mushnick.

(dramatic music) - Don't feel sad, Seymour.

- Don't waste your pity on me Audrey, I'm not worth it.

- Who says you're not?

- Everybody.

- Yeah, I know.

But I think you're a fine figurative of a man, and, and I know that Audrey Jr. will be the sweetest thing in the whole, wide world!

- Well, I don't know.

I've given it every kind of fancy fertilizer and atomic plant food and distilled mineral water you can buy, but it just gets sicker and sicker.

- Don't worry.

You're gonna be another Luther Glendale.

- Pasadena.

- Burbank.

Good night, Seymour.

- G'night, Audrey.

(dramatic music) What's the matter little plant?

Haven't I done everything I could for you?

Where did I goof?

You're the first little plant I ever tried to grow, and if you die, I dunno what I'll do!

Please don't die.

I'll get you some water, okay?

(dramatic music) (dramatic music) (tense music) Oh, gee.

You opened up just like you do every night at sunset.

I wish I knew how to make you grow.

Here, let me move this out of your way so you can breathe.

Ow!

Ow, ow, ow, ow!

Hey, what happened?

How come you woke up?

Blood?

You like blood?

Oh, you must be kidding.

(tense music) Well, we'll see.

(tense music) I don't know what I'm doing for you.

(tense music) Ow!

(Seymour blowing) (tense music) Oh!

Who could have thought it?

Well, I guess there's just no accounting for people's tastes.

(tense music) (Doctor Madblood laughing) Wow!

The budget for this must have been the loose change folks had in their pockets!

(Doctor Madblood laughing) And you might have noticed that in the opening credits, the cast, that the next to the last cast credit was some guy named Jack Nicholson.

We'll keep an eye out for him.

And to complicate matters, Ernie K. Monster has managed to wander into the movie.

Just hoping Waldo and Jinx can stay in the lab away from that door into the film.

Fellas?

Waldo?

Ernie?

We thought we might show you some of our favorite moments from the decades that we've been up to this nonsense, starting with the long ago days of the 1970s when we can barely remember Queen's "Bohemian Rhapsody," "Wayne's World," David Bowie, platform shoes, "The Brady Bunch," "Boogie Nights," ABBA, and yes, our own particular nonsense.

(tense music) (creature roaring) - [Machine] Oh, sorry.

- See, you're littler than everybody else here.

There's nobody in this whole place that is smaller than you are.

That's right, yeah.

- Friend, listen, the doctor is not feeling well.

The doctor is out, and you will be too.

O-U-T, you got it?

Out!

If you're not out of here in 10 seconds, 10 seconds.

- 10.

- I'm gonna take your temperature in a way that will make you walk with a limp for the rest of your life!

Now, get outta here.

- Hey, doc.

I gotta go.

- I was really worried.

Do you have any superpowers?

- Yeah, I don't know.

- You don't know?

- Can't fly.

(Doctor Madblood laughing) - You can't fly, huh?

- I can't dance.

(both laughing) - She got a speeding ticket yesterday.

- Oh yeah?

What was she doing?

Speeding?

Yeah?

(audience laughing) - I can still remember most of those moments, but that was a long time ago.

Velma Von Basketcase, it's so good to see you!

- Hello Doctor, how have you been?

- Well, I'm better now, seeing your beautiful face.

- Did you track down the boys?

- Looks like Ernie wandered into the movie.

Yeah.

And I'm guessing that Waldo and Jinx went in to rescue him.

- Rescue him?

Oh, Doctor.

You are such an optometrist.

- I am?

Well, I need those to read these cue cards.

- O-optimist.

Oh.

(Velma laughing) Get those lines enlarged.

I'll fix it.

- You always do, my dear.

You look absolutely beautiful!

- Get the doctor's eyes checked.

Check.

- Speaking of long ago, let's go back to our 50s film foolishness when we get to see... - [Plant] Feed me!

(floor banging) (tense music) - And we'll keep looking for Ernie, when he wanders through.

(dramatic music) - Seymour!

- My boy.

You're the most magnanimous person in the whole world!

- Look on him, Audrey.

Isn't he beautiful?

Isn't he delicious?

Isn't he got a two dollar raise?

What happened to your fingers?

- Bee stings.

- So how come I'm all of a sudden so wonderful?

- Five bees?

One for each finger?

- 10 bees.

Did you say I was getting a two dollar raise?

Correct, my very excellent Seymour.

Indeed.

- What did I do now?

- Don't you know what you did?

Look!

- Oh, boy!

Look at that!

(tense music) It grew.

It's almost a foot long.

- Isn't it empirical?

- It grows like a cold sore from the lips.

Oh, hello young pretty ladies.

What can Gravis Mushnick do for you?

- Well, we saw your sign outside.

- About the Audrey Jr. - So we thought we'd come in and take a look.

- Well, give a look.

- That makes four people today who come in just to look at it.

- Oh, dig Shirley.

- Is that just too much?

- Oh, what kind of plant is it?

- It's an Audrey Jr. - How was it you got in trouble with 1- bees?!

- Is that all?

- I mean, doesn't it have a scientific name?

- Yes, of course.

But who could denounce it.

You would like maybe to buy something.

- [Customer] Well, we don't have any money.

- Except $2000.

- But that's just to spend on flowers.

- So we don't have any of our own.

- Isn't that a drag?

- You got t-t-t-two thousand dollars just for to spend on flowers?

- Mmm.

- That's right.

- Who died?

The Chamber of Commerce?

- Well, we're all from Cucamonga high school.

- We're building a float.

- For the Rose Bowl parade.

- Which is made of flowers.

- Thousands of them.

- And we're on the committee.

- That picks the florist.

- And then glues on the flowers.

- Gee, that sure is a mad plant.

- Wow, yeah.

- Seymour here invented it.

- He didn't!

- Oh!

I just love!

- Thousands of flowers?

Girls!

Girls, girls, girls!

Please don't damage the horticulturalist.

Tell me, how come you don't buy all these thousands of flowers from Gravis Mushnick?

My flowers got something the others don't.

- What's that?

- They're cheap.

Well, cheap.

If your shop is good enough to develop the Audrey Jr- - I guess it can get everything we need.

- Yeah.

We'll talk it over with the rest of the committee.

- Excellent.

- We've got to run now.

Bye all!

- Bye Seymour!

- Bye!

- Bye!

Bye, girls.

(bell ringing) A son.

A son.

Look, Audrey!

I got a son.

- Oh, gee, Mr. Mushnick.

- What, Mr. Mushnick?

I don't want you should call me Mr. Mushnick anymore.

I want you should call me dad.

- Okay, dad.

- Isn't that beautiful?

- Seymour Krelborn come over here, my son.

I want to talk on you about the future.

Look on this fly trap.

Look on it.

Soon we got no more Skid Row.

We will be rich.

Us.

I am building for you a giant greenhouse in which you are making impossible flowers, which in turn I am selling at ridiculous prices in my giant new flower saloon in Beverly Hills.

Do you see that big sign in the sky?

It is saying, "Gravis Mushnick", in French.

- Isn't it exciting?

And we'll have an orchestra right by the cash register, and Gravis will wave his arms and the orchestra will play Mendelssohn's "Spring Song."

And I'll come out in a gown, wrapped by someone expensive and say- "The carnations are $600 a dozen, two dozen for 1,000."

- It's a bargain!

- [Audrey] Get 'em while they last - Stop shouting.

My uncle Moishen's brother Yankel just passed away in New Jersey.

Tell me, how much are the carnations today?

- The carnations are $600 a dozen.

- And why are they letting him run around loose?

- Please.

Please excuse my son, Mrs. Shiva.

- Just point anything in the store and it is yours.

- You mean anything?

- That's right.

- The cash register, maybe, huh?

- Ah.

Wait a minute.

Here.

Here are several dozen carnations on the house, courtesy of Gravis Mushnick, the bloom tycoon.

- That's my dad.

- Thanks.

Thanks very much.

Only, tell me, why are you so happy?

Not only did my uncle Moishe's brother Yankel die in New Jersey, we should also give some flowers to that poor dead plant there.

Good morning, Mr. Mushnick.

Good morning.

- Good morning, Mrs. Shiva.

- Look what happened to my plant, dad.

- Who're you calling dad?

- Who?

Who?

- Oh no!

And it was so beautiful just a few seconds ago.

- Excellent.

Just a few seconds ago I gave away dozens of carnations.

Free!

To Mrs. Shiva.

- I didn't mean it.

- You have perhaps an explanation.

- No, but if you give me a minute I'll think of one.

I can see it all now.

We're in the poorhouse.

The big sign in the sky it is reading, "Seymour Krelborn.

Rest in Peace."

In Arabic!

- Oh, you've got to give him another chance.

- You promised me a week, Mr. Mushnick.

- I'd sit up all night with that plant.

It'll be healthy in the morning, you'll see.

I promise.

I promise.

(dramatic music) - [Plant] Feed me.

Feed me.

(tense music) Feed me!

(floor banging) (tense music) Who said that?

You said that.

You said that!

- [Plant] Mhm.

Feed me!

- You said that.

You can talk.

I got a talking plant.

Say it again.

- [Plant] Feed me.

- Oh boy!

I've never been to college and I ain't been around much, but I would be willing to bet there ain't no such thing as a talking plant!

But I'll take your word for it.

Gee, Junior, I'd like to feed you.

But I've used up all my fingers.

- [Plant] Feed!

- Look at me, I'm all cut to pieces.

But maybe I can find another drop here someplace.

(tense music) - [Plant] Mmm.

- That's the best I can do.

- [Plant] More!

More!

- But I'm already anemic.

- [Plant] Feed me more!

- Gee, Junior, I'd be happy to give you anything I got but I gotta keep a little blood for myself or I'll be in worse shape than ma.

- [Plant] Mmm.

I'm sorry, Junior.

I'll go for a walk.

Maybe I'll think of something.

(tense music) (tense music) (tense music) (dramatic music) (man grunting) (Seymour yelling) (tense music) (bucket banging) (tense music) (train honking) - Oh!

Uh!

(train honking) (person yelling) (Seymour whimpering) Oh my!

No!

(tense music) (dramatic music) - Well gang, tonight we're showing "Little Shop of Horrors."

Audiences in 1960 enjoyed this so much, it got remade in 1986 as a musical with Steve Martin, Rick Moranis, and Jim Belushi.

But tonight with our budget, we are showing you the original, and I think I saw Ernie wandering through the movie.

- [Brain] Good evening, Doctor Madbreath.

Hopping Halloween!

- Ah, and our least friendly fellow makes an appearance.

Happy Halloween, Brain.

Everything going okay for you?

- [Brain] Are you kidding?

How can it be any worse?

My breathing machine needs cleaning.

My bowl needs cleaning, and my eh-eh needs cleaning.

- Well, we'll just all be grateful that your bad language editor is still working.

For the moment.

And are you enjoying the classic clips?

- [Brain] What's to enjoy?

A bunch of long-time losers trying to be funny?

Mission not accomplished!

Where are you digging up the next batch from?

- Uh.

The 80s!

Oh yeah, the 80s!

That's, "An American Werewolf in London," ZZ Top, MTV, "E.T."

- [Brain] Ew!

Awful 80s, ey?

You better have dug up some funny clips.

(Doctor Madblood sighing) - Let's see what we found.

- [Vampire] Did I ever tell you, vampires really don't like to cross water.

- Yeah, well, I got news for you.

- [Doctor Madblood] Mad scientists don't like to cross water with vampires in leaky boats either.

- The police?

- Yeah.

- Are coming here?

- Yeah.

- Excuse me, I have to bury some stuff.

- Boy, we really fought 'em off, didn't we, huh?

We did good.

Didn't we fight 'em off good.

- [Participant] Sure, yeah.

(participant laughing) - [Doctor Madblood] We'll do this one tonight.

(Doctor Madblood laughing) Come on in.

(Doctor Madblood laughing) - [Participant] I don't like this.

(participant screaming) - [Brain] So your clips from the awful 80s are as awful as the 80s were.

Bravo!

(Doctor Madblood laughing) - Hi, Doc!

- Dusty!

Hey!

- Happy Halloween.

- Well, it's great.

Our favorite crop tester enters the shot.

Great to see you, Dusty, welcome.

- Oh!

Well thank you, and...

I've been watching your clips, and you know, you got a lot of dusty-bumpidy, worn out old, dusty clips, and I really thought you'd have more of your dusty next-door neighbor.

The one that took you on all them ?

?

Adventures.

- Patience, Dusty.

- Is she here?

Where?

(Doctor Madblood laughing) - Only in the clips, pal.

- Oh, man.

- I'm hopeful that we'll be given the chance to wish a happy anniversary to some of our special friends before the night is done.

- Works for me.

- Yep.

Next, our comedy director has some more fun.

- Novocaine.

It dulls the senses.

- [Brain] Yes, finally!

Back to the movie!

- Yeah, we gotta clip him out for sure.

- Yeah.

(dramatic music) (tense music) - [Child] Daddy!

There's somebody out there.

(tense music) (tense music) - [Person In Mask] Hey, hey are you Santa?

- [Person In Mask] Hey!

It's Ernie, It's Ernie!

(chattering) (tense music) - [Plant] Feed me!

Feed me!

- Look, chow-hound.

Don't bother me.

I got problems of my own.

- [Plant] Feed me!

- I'm sorry, pal.

I am fresh out of blood.

Talk to somebody else.

- [Plant] I am hungry!

- I don't care what you are.

Can't you see I am knocked out?

I just killed a man.

I'm a murderer.

You think it's fun to be a murderer?

You think it's fun to haul around a sack full of- - [Plant] Food!

- [Seymour] No, no, Junior!

What kind of guy do you think I am?

- [Plant] I'm starved.

- Well.

Maybe just a snack.

(Plant chuckling) (tense music) - [Plant] That looks great.

(tense music) (Audrey laughing) - Now that is what I call a salad.

What you call that salad?

- Nefarious.

- Well, before the next course, I think I'll have a nice cigar.

All right?

You would like maybe a cigar?

(both laughing) Ah, you don't smoke cigars, right?

What am I thinking about?

Where are the matches?

Oh, oi!

You know what I found?

- What?

- I'm looking for the matches and I found I left the money in the other suit.

- Here's your mock chicken leg.

- You don't have any money?

- So what else is new?

- All right.

All right!

I made a mistake.

After all, a man is entitled.

Go on.

This is your story.

I'll wait for the punch.

- Don't get smart with me, girlie.

I'll have you know that in my shop in the cash register, I'm having the total day's receipts which is summing up to more than $9.

You'll bring the rest of the food and I'll go the the shop and get the money!

- You are playing my favorite song.

Now, look here, buster.

One of you is gonna go down right now and get the loot while the other one stays here until the first one gets back.

If you get what I mean?

- Oh, fine.

In this fancy schmancy restaurant you are holding hostages, right?

- Right!

- Excellent.

You eat up, Audrey.

I'll be back in a flash with the cash.

- Bye, Gravis.

(tense music) (Ernie, Waldo and Jinx chattering) (tense music) (tense music) ♪ 'tis the season to be jolly ♪ ♪ Fa-la-la-la-la ♪ la-la-la-la-la-la-la.

♪ 'tis the season to be jolly ♪ ♪ Fa-la-la-la ♪ ♪ La-la-la ♪ ♪ 'tis the season ♪ ♪ To be jolly ♪ ♪ Fa-la-la-la ♪ ♪ La-la-la ♪ - You're flush now, right?

- Bring me whiskey, rum, wine, gin, bourbon.

- Why?

- Scotch, rye, tequila, sake, manishevitz.

- Did you bring the money?

- Don't mock me with the money.

I got to get drunk now.

- What's with him?

- I don't know.

- Look.

Here, take it.

Bring me anything.

Bring everything.

Creme de menthe.

Everything you've got!

- Okay!

- Gravis?

- What happened?

- Don't ask.

- You look like you've seen a ghost.

- Ghosts I could handle.

Don't ask.

- Why don't you tell me?

Maybe I could help you.

- Help, you couldn't.

- Try and eat something.

It'll calm your aggravation.

- In mine own shop Audrey, you wouldn't believe it.

- I wish you'd break out and tell me.

- All right, I'll tell you.

Tomorrow, right after I am telling the police.

- [Joe Fink] But Mushnick didn't come to the police.

If he had, that might have been the finish of the unhappy story.

It was not.

(tense music) - Hi, Gravis!

$85 worth of business already, and we've barely opened!

What'd I tell you?

You wouldn't be interested in selling a half-interest to this place, huh?

- Mr. Mushnick.

- We talked to the committee.

- And they said we could use your flowers.

- On the float.

- And guess what?

- We're going to feature Audrey Jr. - Right on top.

- Can't you just picture it?

- I can picture it.

- Oh, won't the people just eat it up?

- Eat up the people.

- And we're gonna have the big part of it open so she can sit in it.

- Who?

- The queen!

- With her crown and scepter.

- She'll be so cute!

- Oh, you could just eat her up.

- Eat up the girl.

- [Both] Oh, there's Seymour!

Oh, Seymour!

- Ow, ow, ow, ow!

I got a toothache.

Ow, I got a toothache!

Really, I- - You.

Come with me.

- Ow my jaw!

I got a toothache!

It hurts!

Ow, let go of my jaw!

Oh!

Ow, my jaw.

(children chattering) - Ow, ow.

- Now, Seymour.

Talk on me!

- I got a toothache.

What do you wanna talk about?

- That plant.

Is that a nice subject for to talk?

The plant is great, it's four times bigger than it was yesterday.

- I saw, I saw.

How come the plant is now so big?

- I don't know.

But look at them people out there.

We only been open a half hour we already done $70 dollars worth of business.

85.

Now look, Seymour.

You gave this plant a fancy name, Audrey Jr.

But I want to know right now, what do just people call it?

Well, it's a cross between a butterworth and a Venus flytrap.

- Venus flytrap!

And what are the habits of this Venus flytrap?

- Well, the book says it eats insects.

It eats them three times in its life, and then it's full grown.

- Excellent!

And how many times is this one eat?

- Well.

Once or twice.

- You don't remember?

- Well, this is kind of an unusual type flytrap.

- That is a possibility.

- It may never eat again.

I don't see how it could get any bigger.

- Then you think it don't need any more flies?

- Yeah.

(cash register dinging) Ow, my tooth is just killing me.

- All right.

Excellent.

You run along to the dentist.

I'll take care of things here.

- Thanks, boss.

- Gravis!

We got to order more flowers.

Tons of them.

(cash register dinging) I'm making lots of money.

(tense music) (patient screaming) - [Patient] Please don't hurt!

Please don't hurt me anymore!

(patient screaming) - [Dr. Farb] That'll teach you to keep your bill up to date, you deadbeat!

(patient screaming) (tense music) - Well, then run, you sniveling dog!

Then run!

I'm glad, I hurt you.

I'm glad.

I'm glad.

Seymour.

Seymour.

Got a bad tooth, huh?

- No, I thought this was the men's room!

- Seymour, come back here, you bad dog.

You get in there.

(tense music) So, you are the young man who ruined my gladiolas, huh?

Sit down.

Come on!

(tense music) - Guess what?

- My tooth stopped hurting.

- My tooth stopped hurting.

- Yes, I know.

Let's see.

Shut up and open up.

Uh-huh.

Ah.

(Seymour yelling) - Does that hurt?

- Yeah!

- Good.

You haven't felt anything yet.

Uh-huh.

- It's this one over here.

- Seymour.

Who is the dentist here, you or me?

I'll find that tooth.

M-hm.

Ah-ha.

Look at that stalagmite.

But don't worry, it's going to be an easy one, Seymour.

I won't even use Novocaine.

- Ow, you poked the mirror in my mouth.

- Well, don't tell me about it, stupid.

Just swallow it.

All right.

Yes, let's see now, Seymour.

See, I'll have this one and this one, and that one and I have to have this one, Seymour!

- It's only one tooth.

- Seymour, who is the dentist here, you or me?

Are you practicing dentistry without a license?

All right.

Uh-huh.

Let's see.

Oh Seymour.

Seymour!

♪ Don't be ♪ (Seymour yelling) (tooth popping) - Look at that.

Will you look at that, Seymour?

I didn't know you were an elk.

Good.

You know.

I can't afford an assistant, so I get this ready instant mix.

It doesn't last very long, but it tastes good.

Mmm.

All right, Seymour.

- Stay away from me!

You're trying to kill me.

- A duel!

Ah-ha!

(Dr. Farb grunting) (tense music) (Dr. Farb yelling) (tense music) - Is this doctor's office?

- Just a minute!

- Aww, yes.

I see it is.

(laughing) - [Seymour] You can come in now.

- My name is Wilbur Force.

- Wilburforce what?

- Just Wilbur Force.

My first name is Wilbur, my last name is Force.

I don't have a middle name.

- Well, do you have an appointment, maybe?

- No, but you were very highly recommended to me by one of your patients.

A Mrs. S. Shiva.

I do a lot of undertaking for her relatives.

- Well, as you could see, I have a customer now and I'm all booked up for the rest of the day, so you have to come back tomorrow.

- Oh, I couldn't do that.

I have three or four abscesses, a touch of pyorrhea, nine or 10 cavities, I lost my pivot tooth, and I'm in terrible pain.

- Well, I can't help you today.

- Oh, that's all right.

I'll go just wait outside.

- The patient came to me with a large hole in his abdomen caused by a fire poker used on him by his wife.

(chuckling) He almost bled to death and gangrene had set in.

I didn't give him much of a chance.

There were other complications.

The man had cancer, tuberculosis, leprosy and a touch of the grippe.

I decided to operate.

My patient just left.

You can could come in now.

- Oh goodie.

I didn't see the other man leave.

- Well, he went out the back door.

- You know, most people don't like to go to the dentist, but I rather enjoy it myself, don't you?

I mean there is such, there is a real feeling of growth, of progress when that that old drill goes in.

I mean, and I'd almost rather go to the dentist than anywhere, wouldn't you?

- Yeah.

Now, no Novocaine.

It dulls the senses.

This is gonna hurt you more than it is me.

- Oh, goodie, goodie, here it comes.

(patient yelling) Oh my god, don't stop now!

- Well, I made a lot of holes and now I've gotta fill it with this silver stuff.

- Well, aren't you gonna pull any?

- Well, uh.

- Oh, come on.

- Well, it's your mouth.

(playful music) (patient yelling) (tooth popping) - Well, Dr. Farb, it's been quite an afternoon.

I can truly say I've never enjoyed myself so much.

I'll recommend you to all my friends.

- Thank you.

Bye.

- Bye, now.

(playful music) (dramatic music) - [Plant] Feed me!

- Oh, take it easy, Dracula.

What do you think I'm carrying here?

My dirty laundry?

(tense music) - [Plant] Food!

- I'm coming!

I'm coming already.

(tense music) This should be enough for anybody.

- [Plant] Mmm.

Food!

(tense music) - Well, goodbye Dr. Farb.

You may have been a crummy dentist, but you were a nice fellow.

I never meant to kill anybody in my whole life.

Now I killed two in the last two days.

Well, but you asked for it coming after me with that knife and all.

Bon voyage, Dr. Farb.

Want anything else?

(plant burping) See you in the morning.

- Uh-huh, and we should be getting some great special effects real soon.

Or not.

- Hi Banks, and a happy Halloween!

(Doctor Madblood laughing) - Our favorite vampire has come for a visit.

Yep!

- Oh, I thought you were talking about some other bloodsucker.

I'm glad I still qualify!

(both laughing) - Count Lacudra, you're looking great!

- Oh, so the special effects filter is working?

Yes!

- Yes, yeah.

Apparently yes.

So for this segment of our show, we wanna time travel back to the nutty '90s, which more of you should remember.

Remember, friends.

"Friends."

Nintendo 64.

OJ.

Simpson.

Blockbuster Video, the end of USSR, and the beginning of the internet.

- I remember.

- Of course you do.

Good, now, see if you remember any of this.

- Doctor Madblood, some kind of spaceship just crash-landed on the front lawn, but you know, I can take care of it if you're busy.

(everyone laughing) - Next thing I know, this animal has drug me out in the garden and bury me like an old bone.

I woke up in the dark.

- Couldn't you dig your way out?

- I did.

I dug for three weeks before I realized he bury me face down.

(spaceship zapping) - Get me outta here.

Get me the hell out of here.

- I'm so glad to say we saved a few of the silly ones.

- Are there any other kind?

- Apparently not.

But with this world we're all living in today, silly gains a great deal of importance.

Ernie!

Oh, we're so glad to see you back out of the movie.

- [Ernie] Where's Waldo?

Where's Jinx?

- Waldo and Jinx, I think they've been looking for you.

- [Ernie] For me?

- Yeah.

- [Ernie] Oh no!

They're in the movie!

(Doctor Madblood laughing) - And the hunt continues.

All right, gang, let's get back into our movie ourselves just to see what we can see.

(door knocking) (dramatic music) - Come in.

- It's me, Joe.

- Good morning, Frank.

How's the wife, Frank?

- Not bad, Joe.

- Glad to hear it.

- The kids?

- Lost one yesterday.

- Lost one, eh?

How did that happen?

- Playing with matches.

- Well, those are the breaks.

- Yeah, I guess so.

Got a strange one here.

Railroad people say the last one of their best detectives the other night.

- [Frank] Oh yeah?

- Down by the yards.

He was watching refrigerator cars.

- Refrigerator cars?

- Ice thieves.

- Oh yeah?

What happened?

- Don't know.

Vanished, blood on the tracks.

- Clues?

- None.

- Anything else?

- Dentist.

Farb.

- Dead?

- [Joe Fink] Missing.

- Clues?

- Blood in the office.

- Where?

- Skid Row.

- Ideas?

- None.

- Check it out?

- Yeah.

(dramatic music) Now we were on the case, officer Frank Stoolie and me.

My name is Fink.

Sergeant Joe Fink.

I'm a fink.

(dramatic music) - Morning, Mr. Mushnick.

Oh, boy, look at that!

- Hi, everybody.

Oh, my gosh!

- Ain't it something?

- It's...

It's monstrositous!

- Yeah.

- And to think that you did it.

- Gee, Audrey.

You don't have to kiss me.

- Don't you like me to kiss you?

- Yeah, but you don't like to kiss me.

- Why shouldn't I?

- Nobody else ever did.

- Well, I do like to.

- You do?

You really do?

You like to kiss me?

- Sure, I do.

- Would you like to kiss me again?

- Okay.

- That plant.

- Oh, boy!

You kiss good, Audrey.

- Oh, I guess I just have a good kisser.

- H-h-h-how d-d-did- - Would you like to go out on a date with me some night?

- When?

- Oh, sure I would, Seymour.

Any time.

- Tonight?

- Okay.

- Oh, boy!

- A-a-a-about that plant - We got the list.

- Of flowers.

- For the float.

- For the rose parade.

- I can't talk to you now, girls.

Talk on Audrey.

- We got the list.

- With the float.

- Okay, let's take a look at it.

- Okay.

- Hi, what's cookin'?

- Look at my plant.

- My, what a large one.

- Yeah.

(siren wailing) Hello, Mrs. Shiva.

What's new?

- Oh, I got terrible news.

My nephew Frankie just lost his little boy.

- Oh, that's too bad.

How did it happen?

- He was playing with matches.

- Would you like to buy, maybe, some flowers?

- About 50 cents worth.

- Well, I'll get 'em for you.

Look at my plant!

- I'm looking.

- Your name Gravis Mushnick?

- M-M-Mushnick, Gravis.

That's my name.

- Just want to ask you a few questions.

- Questions ask me why?

- Just want to ask you a few questions.

- I-I didn't do it.

- Do what?

- Whatever.

- Ever see this man?

- Man, see, picture.

- Why are you so nervous?

- You got a guilty conscience?

- No!

Why should I?

- Ever see this man?

- Man see this-this picture.

Dr. Farb.

- So you know him?

- He's my dentist.

He maybe did something?

- He disappeared.

- Blood in his office.

- The other man, too.

Blood on the railroad tracks.

- And a few spare parts.

- D-d-d-d-d Dr. Farb is murdered?

- Is he?

- Who knows?

Not me!

- What do you think?

- He doesn't know anything.

- Okay, Mushnick.

If you hear anything about these men, call our office.

- Sure, I'll be glad to cooperate with the police.

- Hello, aunt Siddie.

- Oh, isn't it terrible what happened to your boy, Frankie?

- Those are the breaks.

- All right, Seymour.

Now you tell me if that plant is finished all grown up.

- It's finished all growing up.

- You wouldn't kid your father?

- My father came home?

- Me, idiot!

It's a finger of speech.

Now look, I can't stand anymore that plant.

It's growing me out of house and home.

- It ain't gonna grow anymore.

I promise.

- How can you be so sure?

- It ate three times already.

- Who, I mean, what did it eat this time?

- Well, about a million Japanese beetles.

- So don't eat no more?

- It's full.

- Gravis?

There's a lady from some kind of a committance outside.

I think it's important.

- Excellent.

By the by, I understand you want to take Audrey out on a date tonight.

That's very good with me.

Because I am staying to keep an eye on that meshugana plant.

- So, we're gonna go tonight, Seymour.

- I-I-I just remembered, I don't have any money.

- Well, that's okay.

We could take a walk along the ocean or something.

- I got a great idea.

We could eat dinner at my house.

My mom's a great cook.

- Oh, that's swell!

- Oh, boy, I'll call later and tell her.

- Okay.

- Oh, that's remarkable.

- You like?

- Oh, I neither like nor dislike anything, my goodness.

I happen to represent the society of Silent Flower Observers of Southern California.

- How about that?

- Tell me, who created this magnificent bloom?

- I did.

Me.

- Oh.

A-a-and what might your name be?

- Seymour Krelborn, with a K. - Krelboind?

- Krelborn.

- Raised in the coffee can.

- This.

Well, tell me, Mr. Krelboind Is this a freak or can more be raised from the seeds?

- We should live so long.

- Well, I don't think there gonna be will be any more, Miss, uh- - Feuchtwanger.

Mrs. Hortense Feuchtwanger.

- I think this is gonna be the only one, Mrs. Fishswinger.

- Feuchtwanger.

- Feuchtwanger?

- Well, it's probably indigestible anyway.

- At any rate, I have the honor to tell you, Seymour Krelboind, that you have been selected to receive the annual trophy of the Society of Silent Flower Observers of Southern California.

- A trophy?

Me?

- Such is justice.

- But tell me, when do you suppose those large buds will open?

- Well, according to what the book says about the plants that I crossed, they should open the day after tomorrow at sunset.

- Ah, very well.

Then I shall return at that time to present the trophy.

Good day.

(bell ringing) Remarkable.

- Oh boy!

I'm gonna get a trophy!

- Oh, Seymour.

I'm so proud of you.

- Oh, a real trophy!

- For Audrey Jr.!

- We can put it on the float!

- In the rose parade.

- Oh, boy!

- Don't look at me.

I-I'm a terrible sight.

I-I'm a complete sea hag.

- She always says that.

- O, well, it's true.

I haven't been feelin' very well lately.

- Audrey, this is my ma, Winifred Krelborn.

Ma, this is Audrey Fulquard.

She's my girl.

- Hi Audrey.

Are you hungry?

- I sure am.

I could eat a horse.

- Oh, well, sit right down, and I'll go get the first course.

- Sit here, Audrey.

You want me to take your sweater?

- Well, yeah.

(books banging) (table banging) - Never mind that.

Well, now try this.

(Audrey coughing) It tastes like cough syrup.

- Dr. Phlegm's cough syrup.

A toast?

- To Audrey Jr.!

- No, to Audrey Sr.!

- Oh!

(Audrey chuckling) (Ernie, Waldo and Jinx chattering) (Ernie, Waldo and Jinx yelling) - Get out of here, quick!

- Run away!

(somber music) - You!

You glutton, you!

Tonight I keep an eye on you.

I don't let nobody get near you.

(bag rustling) - Here comes the soup.

No, don't touch it till I get a little flavouring.

- Gee, Audrey.

You sure look good by candlelight.

- Do I really, Seymour?

- Yeah.

- Here you are.

Now try it.

- Sure smells different.

- It's different.

- Some kind of oil, isn't it?

- Cod liver oil.

Wonderful for the colon.

And that's sulfur powder on top.

(dramatic music) (door squeaking) - [Plant] Feed me.

(tense music) Feed me!

I'm hungry.

(floor banging) (tense music) - Open it is.

- [Plant] Feed me!

- I didn't hear it.

- [Plant] Feed me!

- I heard it.

- [Plant] I want food.

- A talking plant we got.

- [Plant] I'm hungry.

- No.

Hungry?

And other fine kettle von fish!

Who would you like to have tonight?

- [Plant] You look fat enough.

- We not only got a talking plant, we got one that makes with smart cracks.

Will you listen to me, you botanical bum?

Food you wouldn't get.

Not from Gravis Mushnick.

- [Plant] I'm starved.

- Excellent.

You would unpopulate all Skid Row.

Well, you can forget about it.

You wouldn't get fed from Gravis mushnick tonight.

Goodnight.

- [Plant] You'll get yours.

(tense music) - I kinda like this chow mein.

Uh, if it tastes a little bitter it's because it's made of Chinese herbs and it's flavored with accra myosin.

Epsom salts.

- There ain't another cook in the whole world like my ma.

- That's what your old man said before the last ran out on me.

You know, if you're gonna be married, you gotta be a good cook.

- Maybe you could teach me.

- You thinking to getting married?

- Well, he hasn't asked me yet.

- Who hasn't?

- Seymour.

- Seymour's too young to get married.

Look here.

A boy's got to go and play around a little bit.

Go out on the makin'.

Have a ball.

- Gee, ma.

I don't wanna have a ball.

I wanna be with Audrey.

- Now look, Seymour.

- Oh, Seymour.

- You promised you wouldn't get married until you bought me an iron lung.

- You've been breathing for years, ma.

- Well, it ain't easy.

It ain't easy, son.

(tense music) - There's nobody's here.

Black cats, 13th job Friday the 13th.

Stupid superstition.

(table banging) (tense music) All right, you.

Come out of there.

- Don't shoot, Mister.

I'm old and sick.

I wouldn't hurt even a fly.

- Come out in the light where I can see you.

Come on.

Please don't shoot.

Please.

Please, I'm only Gravis Mushnick.

You wouldn't want to kill me.

Where would you hide the body?

- Don't worry.

I'm not gonna shoot you.

- Not unless you try something.

- Try something?

I never tried anything in my life.

I wouldn't try anything now.

You want my money?

Take it.

You want I should go out and steal you some more?

That's all right, too.

I'll do it.

- Thank you very much.

I like your brand of hospitality.

- You'll excuse it isn't more.

I'm only a poor florist.

- Yeah, yeah.

You got about 30 bucks here.

Come on now.

Where's the rest of it?

I was in here this afternoon.

I saw about 30,000 people in here.

They must have spent some money.

Where is it?

- There ain't no more money.

They came in to look on the plant.

It's a big attraction.

Audrey Jr.

The plant.

Don't try to snow me, Jim.

- 30,000 square didn't come in just to look for a plant.

I want it!

- I don't got no more money.

Honest.

Believe me.

- Okay, let's try this.

One.

Two.

Three.

Four.

- I ain't got no more money, honest!

- All right.

Try it the other way around.

Five.

Four.

Three.

Two.

- All right.

All right, already.

- Okay big bad.

Where?

- In the plant.

(tense music) - In the plant?

- The big plant, Audrey Jr. - Inside the big leaf?

- That's right.

Inside.

- H-h-how do you get it open?

- Just knock.

(tense music) (plant knocking) (plant squeaking) (tense music) In there?

In there.

- Inside.

In the bottom.

- I don't see anything.

- Way inside.

Right at the bottom.

(tense music) (thief yelling) (gunshot firing) (tense music) Oi, what I did?

(plant burping) (dramatic music) - This was not Jack Nicholson's first film, but it was very early in his career.

And so we're about to move into the final act of our tiny little, "Little Shop of Horrors."

I've been trying to hook up with Widow Paine to see how her business is, but I'm unable to reach her so far.

Let me try this one more time.

Widow?

Are you there?

Widow?

Are you anywhere?

- Hi Max, what's up?

You doing your Halloween special?

- I am, my dear.

And it would not be complete without your lovely, smiling face.

- How's this?

- It's perfect, and it's perfect to see you.

It feels like such a long time since you were in Pungo.

- It has been a long time.

Of course, I only got married four more times.

- Eh, four more times?

- Wait, I counted wrong.

- Oh!

Phew!

- Yeah, four more, nah, five more times, if you count that fellow running for office.

He abandoned me along with all of his campaign promises.

- Widow, I'm so sorry you were abandoned.

- Don't feel sorry for me.

This is what so many of those campaigners do.

- Well, my dear, tonight we're showing silly clips from different decades.

We made it up to the 2000s.

- Yeah, you made it up is right.

I remember a lot of nights you made it up as we went along.

(Doctor Madblood laughing) - Let's look at some more of our old nonsense.

'Tis the 2000s, which this recently happened.

- Count Lacudra's Home Witch Shopping Network?

(people laughing) - Hi, Sybil.

(spell buzzing) (Doctor Madblood sighing) - I'll just sweep up this mess.

- You're doing great, guys, you're doing terrific.

Ladies, Sybil wants you guys to go home right now, okay?

She'll explain later.

(spell ringing) - Oh Doctor, I do not wish to talk to her.

I want to capture her incredible beauty with my magic brushes.

(water whooshing) Or not.

- Madblood Manor, next door neighbor and best friend, Dusty, speaking.

- Hey, hey, listen.

Listen to me, listen to me.

D-Dusty, listen to me.

- Oh, hi Doc.

- Listen to me.

Dusty, Dusty!

- Hang on just a second.

- Dusty, listen to me!

- It's your Uncle Felonious.

- Listen, Dusty!

Dusty, Dusty!

Dusty, listen to me.

Dusty, Dusty, Dusty!

- Doc!

- Listen to me.

- It's Uncle Felonious.

- Dusty!

Dusty!

- Tell him I'll call him back!

- Dusty, Dusty!

- Hey, he says he'll call you back.

- Listen to me!

Bicycle!

- Listen to me!

Dusty, I'll give you a bicycle up your- (phone ringing) - He sound just like that guy on the radio.

Thank you for sharing your time with us.

Time to go back to our final act.

- Right, how many times have you said that?

- Heh, I don't remember.

- I believe you now.

Happy Halloween, Max.

(Doctor Madblood laughing) - There you are!

All right, back to the movie.

- [Person In Mask] Oh!

Back to the movie?

Uh!

- I don't care about you got a date with Audrey tonight.

I am no more sitting up with that no-goodnik plant.

(cash register dinging) - But, gee, Mr. Mushnick, you don't have to sit up with it any more.

It's all grown up now.

- Excellent, smart guy, how do you know it don't be hungry no more?

- Well because- - Tonight you are staying!

Then tomorrow they are coming, and they are going to give you a trophy, and then after that we are getting rid once and for all for that plant!

- Getting rid of it?

Why?

- Don't ask why, why.

The end.

Into the garbage can.

Aloha.

Oi.

Yes, Mrs. Shiva?

- Oh, Seymour.

Your wonderful plant!

- Oh, that's all right, Audrey.

I'll grow other plants, even more wonderful ones.

- I know you will.

Did you figure out what we're doing tonight?

- Yeah we're going to place full of beautiful flowers.

- We have to stay here.

- Yeah.

Well, never mind.

We'll have a picnic.

It'll be just like going to the country.

- Oh, boy!

- Did you get those 3,000 pink azaleas?

- [Customer] For the arbor?

- [Customer] And the 9,000 yellow mons?

- [Customer] For the, for the border.

- Yeah, we have- - And the roses for the front- - [Audrey] I got them around the back.

- [Winifred] What do you mean you're going to a picnic at night with that Fulquard girl?

- Don't you like Audrey, ma?

- She's out after your money.

- I don't have any money.

- Oh, she's a smart one.

She'll latch onto ya till ya get some, and then goodbye, fortune!

- But Audrey's honest girl, ma.

- Yeah, never trust a woman who's too healthy.

- But Audrey had a bad cold a few weeks ago.

- Oh, cold, a puny cold.

Why don't you get yourself a real female with something decent like pneumoconiosis, or-or gall stones?

- Well, maybe she could catch something like that.

- The only thing she'll catch is you.

And she'll take you off to some shady sanatorium and leave me to chiropractors and faith healers.

I know when I'm not wanted.

- Oh!

(floor banging) - Oh, gee, ma.

- Don't feel sorry for me.

I'll just find a nice, wet alley somewhere and curl up and wait for the end.

- Oh, please don't die till I get back, will you ma?

I'll take care of you.

I'll always take care of you, I promise!

- Yeah.

- Bye.

(dramatic music) - Gee, Audrey, I've never tasted food like this before.

- It's a peanut butter and jelly sandwich.

- Peanut butter and jelly.

What does that cure?

- Nothing.

It's just a food.

- What good is it if it doesn't clear up pimples or shrink your sinus tissues or something?

- You're just being silly, Seymour.

Seymour, what do you wanna be?

- Well, I wanna grow things.

If I had a lot of money, I'd go to the South Seas, where they grow the most fabulous plants in the world.

- That sounds exciting.

- Yeah.

- I'd like to go to the South Seas, too.

- There's no reason why you couldn't go.

- Would you take me with you, Seymour?

- Oh, I couldn't very well go without you, Audrey.

- Why not?

- Because... Because I'm in love with you, Audrey.

- Oh, I'm in love with you, too, Seymour.

- [Plant] Feed me.

- What'd you say?

- I was just kidding.

- [Plant] I'm hungry!

- Seymour!

- I didn't mean it.

- Why did you say it?

- [Plant] Oh, food!

- You didn't even say that.

- Oh yes I did.

I said it, I said it.

- Well, I'm looking right at you.

- Well, I'm a ventriloquist.

- You're what?

- A- - [Plant] Feed me!

- Seymour, do you feel all right?

- Well, I don't know.

I'm not sure.

- Well, then stop all this nonsense and kiss me.

- [Plant] I'm dying from hunger!

- All right, if you're so hungry, eat something, but forget about me.

- Gee, I'm sorry, Audrey.

- [Plant] Give me to eat!

- If you can't control yourself, I'm going home.

- [Plant] I need some chow.

Ooh, my empty stomach.

Audrey, please wait.

Listen to me.

- I've listened to all the nonsense I wanna hear, Seymour.

You're a nut.

You tell me that you love me and then you act like a complete idiot.

- Please listen, Audrey.

I'll be able to explain everything soon.

- Why can't you explain now?

- Because so many things are so important.

I wanna marry you, but I gotta take care of mom.

Well, that plant in there is gonna make it all come true.

Tomorrow they're gonna give me a trophy and I'll be famous.

I'll be a big botanist.

And then we can go to the South Seas just like we planned and all.

- But that doesn't have anything to do with what went on in there.

When you're ready to come to your senses, Seymour, then I'll talk to you.

Good night, Seymour.

(dramatic music) - I'm getting pretty tired of you.

- [Plant] I need food.

- I don't care what you need.

Look what you've done to me.

You not only made a butcher outta me, but you drove my girl away.

- [Plant] Shut up, and bring on the food!

- Don't tell me to shut up.

You shut up!

Who raised you from a bunch of little seeds?

Who fed you all them high-class fertilizers and sat up with you when you were sick?

Nobody else would have done that for you.

You think anybody else would have brought you human beings to eat?

You're darn right, they wouldn't.

Well, I've helped you and you've helped me.

Now shut your trap and go to sleep.

I'm tired.

- [Plant] Krelborn!

Turn around!

(tense music) Close your eyes.

You are asleep.

Open your eyes.

Now you will do as I say.

Will you follow me?

- Yes, master.

- [Plant] You will go out and find me some food!

- Yes, master.

- [Plant] Now begone.

And waste no time.

(tense music) (tense music) (playful music) (light dinging) - My name is Leonora Clyde.

How's the rain on the rhubarb?

- Master is hungry.

(dramatic music) (trash can banging) - Well, hello there.

(trash can banging) (dramatic music) (dramatic music) - I gotta find food for master.

Food I gotta find for master.

For master I gotta find food.

- Maybe I can help.

- Who're you?

- My name is Leonora Clyde.

I love you.

- Master wants food.

- Let the old goat wait.

The night is young and so are we.

- Master doesn't eat goat.

- Well, what kind of food does he like?

Ooh.

That's more like it.

Kiss me!

What's the matter, don't you like me?

- Too bony.

- Too bony?

Nobody ever told me that before.

- Beef is better than veal.

- Uh!

You're such a dodo.

What do you call this?

Chopped liver?

- Mmm.

(Leonara laughing) Master would like more fat.

- Speak for yourself, John.

- My name is Seymour.

- "My name is Seymour."

- That's my name, too.

- Ugh.

Are you interested are you just wasting my time?

- I never thought anybody would volunteer.

Do you volunteer?

- Sure I do.

- All right, if you're sure you want to volunteer.

- All right.

My place or yours?

- I don't care.

- Well, flip a coin.

- I don't have a coin.

- Flip anything, silly.

- Well, there's a rock.

Wet or dry?

- Wet.

(rock banging) (tense music) - All right, out, out, out!

Nobody is in.

Today we have a special occasion for Seymour Krelborn, which has invented the big plant.

So I want everybody to please stay out of they way.

- [Customers] We want Seymour!

We want Seymour!

We want Seymour!

(customers screaming) - The germs!

- I tell you, this business is worse than being a conductor in a revoluting door.

I'll be glad when this day is finished.

- What's the celebration?

- They're presenting my son with a trophy.

- Yeah, what'd he do?

Run away from home?

- Please don't look at me that way, Audrey.

I wanna talk to you.

- I'm sorry Seymour.

I just don't understand you.

- I'll explain everything after the ceremony.

- Yo!

Police, what are you doing here?

- Heard there was something going on here this evening.

- Just thought we'd keep come by, keep an eye on things - Look, we don't need no eyes kept on nothing.

Everything- - Make way, The Society Of Silent Flower Observers has arrived, and sunset is almost upon us.

- Welcome, lady and gentlemen.

We are honored for to have you.

- Still working on those disappearances.

- We think they were murdered.

- Hey, look here young man.

That's no way to talk at a time like this.

Let me see your tongue.

Uh-heh.

You know what you got?

- Just the facts, ma'am.

- Trench mouth.

Oh, I know, I had it back in '09.

- Better have that looked into, Frank.

- Whatever you say, Joe.

- Mr. Krelborn?

The sun is going down now, and, uh you do think those buds are going to open?

- I hope so.

- Because if they don't, Mr. Krelborn, we shall just have to present the award at another time.

- Oh!

It's starting to open!

- Remarkable!

Oh look, the first bud is open.

(plant squeegeeing) - Isn't that- - The railroad cop.

Look at the rest.

(tense music) (screaming) - What do you think, Frank?

- They're all there, Joe.

- Yes, you're right.

Mr. Krelborn, how do you explain this?

- I didn't mean it.

I didn't mean it!

- That's right, officer.

He didn't mean to kill them.

- [Winifred] Oh!

- [Audrey] Seymour, you promised you'd explain.

- Looks like they're getting away, Joe.

- Yes, you're right.

Let's catch 'em.

- Right.

- Oh, now the float will be perfect!

- Yeah.

(tense music) (people screaming) (tense music) (gunshot firing) (tense music) (gunshots firing) (tense music) (gunshot firing) (tense music) (gunshot firing) (tense music) - You wouldn't find him here with the toilets.

Let's go back.

(tense music) - You dirty rat plant.

You messed up my whole life!

- [Plant] Feed me!

- I'll feed you.

(tense music) - I'll feed you like you've never been fed before.

(plant squeegeeing) (dramatic music) - Better to give up, gentlemen.

You wouldn't find him tonight.

- Look.

The door is open, Frank.

- Oh.

- He was such a good boy.

Seymour!

- I didn't mean it.

(dramatic music) (glass clicking) (drink pouring) - And so the big finish takes place in a tire patch next door to a place where they cut and thread pipe.

So did we shoot the entire finale in Pungo?

Gang, I'm so very glad you could join us for another batch of nonsense.

Special thanks to our special friends at WHRO for making this possible.

And for 47 years now, let me once again say good night and thanks for turning this on.

Goodnight!

Thanks for turning this on!

Happy Halloween!

Happy anniversary!

Good night, and thanks for turning this on.

Goodnight!

Goodnight, thanks for turning this on.

Goodnight, thanks for turning this on.

(uplifting music) And now, over here.

(uplifting music) ♪ It don't come easy ♪ ♪ You know it don't come easy ♪ ♪ It don't come easy ♪ ♪ You know it don't come easy ♪ ♪ Got to pay your dues if you want to sing the blues ♪ ♪ And you know it don't come easy ♪ ♪ You don't have to shout or leap about ♪ ♪ You can even play them easy ♪ ♪ Forget about the past and all your sorrow ♪ ♪ The future won't last, it will soon be your tomorrow ♪ ♪ I don't ask for much, I only want trust ♪ ♪ And you know it don't come easy ♪