Robot Chicken, Season 3

[The title card forms while a wolf howls in the background. We then cut to Randy's house]

Randy:
Mom, where's my costume?!

Mrs. McCormick:
[pulls out a pink Power Rangers costume] Here it is, Randy: Power Rangers costume, just like you asked.

Randy:
It's a girl's costume! [the doorbell rings; horrified] My friends are here!

Mrs. McCormick:
Nobody cares what color your costume is.

[But later, his friends laugh uncontrollably as Randy dresses up as the female Power Ranger]

Trick Or Treater 1:
Randy's going as Elton John this year.

Randy:
[Bleep] you guys! Mom, I need a trick or treat bag!

Mrs. McCormick:
We're out of shopping bags, honey. Just use this. [hands him a purse, and the other kids continue to laugh]

Trick Or Treater 2:
Nice purse, lady!

[We cut to a neighbor's house]

Young Man:
Here you are, little girl. [gives Randy some candy]

[The others start to snicker at this]

Randy:
That does it! I'm going home. [they still snicker when he unsuccessfully tries to remove his helmet] It's too small. I...I can't get it off!

Trick Or Treater 3:
This is the greatest Halloween ever.

[A set of sports car tires screeches behind the boys]

Trick Or Treater 4:
[fearfully] It's Armpit! RUN!

[The trick-or-treaters scream and run, and then we cut to Armpit himself]

Armpit:
[chuckles evilly and grabs one kid] Come here! [then throws him on the house behind him, and them grabs two more, smacks them into each other, and takes their bags. He spots Randy, thinking he's a girl] Hey, baby. You, me, going for a ride.

Randy:
[frightened] No...

[The two drive off in Armpit's car]

Trick Or Treater 5:
[worried] Oh, no. Armpit's gonna rape Randy.

[Later, Armpit shakes his car in distress, making it squeak. But it turns out he's hugging Randy while crying]

Armpit:
[weeping and wailing] Nobody...understands me! I-I tried to fit in, but I'm filled with so much rage! Why did my soccer coach do that to me?! [groans and wails some more, then calms down] You know what, sweet heart? I didn't even get your name.

Randy:
Uhhh..

[A gunshot sounds with a light that is held by a police officer next to the car]

Police Officer:
Are you Randy McCormick?

Randy:
[gasping in amazement before getting out of the car] Yes! Oh, thank goodness you're here! I'm Randy McCormick!

Armpit:
[shocked and disgusted] Randy McCormick?! I'm gonna kill you, man! [groans, and drives away into the night]

Police Officer:
Randy, I'm afraid your mom's dead.

Randy:
[shocked] What?!?!

Police Officer:
It was a fire, son. [hands Randy a letter] It appears that she could only write this note that said she never loved you.

Randy:
Oh, no!

Police Officer:
Right before she shot your dog. [pause, brightens] Have a happy Halloween. [then drives away, too, leaving Randy all alone in the night]