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Natives of a small isolated town defend themselves against strange underground creatures which are killing them one by one.
[Burt cuts off a piece of fuse for a bomb for Earl] Earl Bassett: What kind of fuse is that? Burt Gummer: Cannon fuse Earl Bassett: What the hell do you use it for? Burt Gummer: My cannon!
Earl Bassett: Is this a job for an intelligent man? Valentine McKee: Well, show me one and I'll ask him.
Earl Bassett: Damn it, listen to me. I'm older and wiser. Valentine McKee: Yeah, well you're half right.
Valentine McKee: Roger that Burt, and congratulations. Be advised, however, that there are two more, repeat, two more motherhumpers.
Earl Bassett: Damn it Valentine, you never plan ahead, you never take the long view, I mean here it is Monday and I'm already thinking of Wednesday... It is Monday right?
[Burt Gummer looks at his bomb shelter for perhaps the last time] Burt Gummer: Food for five years, a thousand gallons of gas, air filtration, water filtration, Geiger counter. Bomb shelter! Underground... God damn monsters.
[Burt Gummer, with his wife Heather at his side, berates the dead monster fought off with their "family arsenal"] Burt Gummer: Broke into the wrong goddamn rec room, didn't ya you bastard!
Earl Bassett: Dammit, Valentine! You never go for any girl unless she fits that stupid list of yours from top to bottom. Valentine McKee: Well, sure. Earl Bassett: Yeah, and it's dumber than my hind end! Like that Bobbie Lynn Dexter. Valentine McKee: Tammy Lynn Baxter! Earl Bassett: Doesn't matter. They're all the same: dead weight. "Ooh, I broke a nail!" Ugh! Makes my skin crawl. Valentine McKee: Yeah, well, I'm a victim of circumstance. Earl Bassett: I thought you called it your pecker.
Earl Bassett: Dammit, I'm gonna kick his ass! Valentine McKee: I'm gonna help you.
Valentine McKee: I can't believe we said no to free beer!
[trapped on top of a boulder by a Graboid, Val, Earl, and Rhonda are thinking of explanations for where the creatures came from] Valentine McKee: [joking] They're mutations caused by radiation. No, wait; the government made 'em. *Big* surprise for the Russians. Rhonda LeBeck: Well, there's nothing like them in the fossil record... Okay, so they predate the fossil record. [not buying it herself] Rhonda LeBeck: That'd make them a couple of billion years old... and we've just never seen one until now. Right. Earl Bassett: I vote for outer space. No way these are local boys.
[as the graboid feels at the building] Valentine McKee: What's it doing, Rhonda? Rhonda LeBeck: Why do you keep asking me?
Earl Bassett: [Valentine has just freed the truck from a hangup, after a struggle] Y'know, that's a good way to break an axle. Valentine McKee: Could you shut up? Earl Bassett: Hey, I don't need to spend the night out here! Valentine McKee: [long pause] Crybaby.
Earl Bassett: Hey, Rhonda you ever seen anything like this before? Valentine McKee: Oh, sure Earl. Everyone knows about them we just didn't tell you.
[Monster slams into a concrete retaining wall] Earl Bassett: Stupid son-of-a-bitch, knocked itself cold! Valentine McKee: Cold, my ass, he's dead! We killed it. We killed it! *Fuck you!*
Earl Bassett: No breakfast? Valentine McKee: I did it yesterday. It was baloney and beans. Earl Bassett: No, it was eggs. I made eggs. Over easy. Valentine McKee: The hell you did! Baloney and beans. It's your turn! [They go through a quick game of paper-rock-scissors, which Valentine loses] Valentine McKee: Well, I guess when I'm your age, I'll forget what I eat, too.
Valentine McKee: STAMPEDE! Stampede, Earl! Get out of the way, get out of the way! Earl Bassett: [waking up] You dumb shit. I was in a stampede once. Five hundred head, all hell-bent for the horizon. Valentine McKee: Now, exactly how many cattle are required for a stampede, Earl? Is it three or more? Is there a minimum to 'pede? Earl Bassett: I wish they'd stampede up your ass.
Earl Bassett: You little asswipe! You don't knock it off you're gonna be shittin' this basketball... pardon my French!
Rhonda LeBeck: They only respond to vibration, right? Couldn't we... distract them somehow? Valentine McKee: Yeah, something to keep 'em busy, like a... like a decoy! Earl Bassett: Hey Melvin... wanna make a buck?
[Melvin has a Graboid snake tongue wrapped around his neck] Melvin Plug: [screams] It's got me! It's got me! [Melvin bursts into laughter. Everyone realizes he was playing a joke] Walter Chang: Melvin! Burt Gummer: Damn it, Melvin! [gets in Melvin's face and Melvin stops laughing] Burt Gummer: You came that close, too close. No more games. Earl Bassett: Melvin, one of these days, somebody's gonna kick your ass.
Earl Bassett: No way those things can outrun these horses! Valentine McKee: Yeah, well, for all you know, they can fly.
Earl Bassett: They must be long gone by now. Valentine McKee: Yeah. Hey, why don't you go take a little stroll and find out?
Valentine McKee: "We gotta do somethin'." I don't know why "we" always has to be me every damn time. We, we, we. What do I look like, an expert in worm?
Earl Bassett: We gotta run. We've got a schedule to keep. Valentine McKee: Yeah. See, we plan ahead, that way we don't do anything right now. Earl explained it to me.
Earl Bassett: Run for it? Running's not a plan! Running's what you do, once a plan fails!
Earl Bassett: What're you bringin' that vacuum cleaner, for? Valentine McKee: I like this vacuum cleaner. Earl Bassett: Y'never use it. Valentine McKee: Well, it's good for parts.
Valentine McKee: [to Earl] Who died and made you Einstein?
Valentine McKee: Good morning Mr. Bassett, this is your wake up call. Please move your ass.
[Earl Bassett and Valentine McKee have just been chased by a 30 foot long monster] Rhonda LeBeck: Did you notice anything weird a minute ago?
Earl Bassett: [after digging out the dead graboid] There's no way Walter Chang's getting his slick mits on this for no 15 bucks. Valentine McKee: You got that right!
Valentine McKee: What the hell is going on! I mean what the hell is going on!
Rhonda LeBeck: I think I have a plan. Why don't we throw a bomb the way we want to go and then when it goes off, we run like goddamn bastards! [Everyone looks at her] Rhonda LeBeck: Pardon my French.
Valentine McKee: We can't hold still long! These things are damn smart! They're getting smarter by the minute! Burt Gummer: That's fine! [Holds up a stick of dynamite] Burt Gummer: We got some new things to teach 'em!
Valentine McKee: [to Rhonda] GET OUT OF YOUR PANTS!
Valentine McKee: Hey - check this out! I found the ass end!
[Earl Bassett and Valentine McKee are about to meet Rhonda LeBeck. Valentine McKee pictures her] Valentine McKee: You will have long blonde hair, big green eyes, world class breasts, ass that won't quit and legs that go all the way up.
Burt Gummer: [handing out weapons and refusing to give Melvin one] I wouldn't give you a gun if it were World War 3.
Valentine McKee: Good luck shithead. Earl Bassett: Don't worry about me jerkoff.
Earl Bassett: [yelling] AHHH! AHHH! Valentine McKee: What? What is it? Earl Bassett: Damn prairie dog burrow. Valentine McKee: Sons a bitches.
Valentine McKee: This valley is just one long smorgasbord.
Valentine McKee: [speaking to Burt over a radio and is trying to tell him about the monsters] Burt, it's under the ground! It's an underground monster! Burt Gummer: [over the radio, as a monster comes through his rec room wall] Jesus Chri...! [transmission turns to static]
Valentine McKee: I'll tell you. Nobody handles garbage better than we do.
Rhonda LeBeck: [to Val] Well, thanks for everything, you know, saving my life and stuff.
Valentine McKee: What the hell are those things? And how can they bury a whole station wagon? Earl Bassett: WHY would they do it?
Valentine McKee: Earl explained it to me: we plan ahead, that way, we don't do anything right now.
Valentine McKee: I've got a goddamn plan!
Heather Gummer: You didn't get penetration even with the elephant gun? Burt Gummer: Shit! Heather Gummer: Good Lord.
Valentine McKee: [hearing music from below ground] So where the hell's that goddamn golden oldie comin' from?
Walter Chang: Earl. Here's some swiss cheese and some bullets.
Melvin Plug: Burt, you asshole! There's no bullets in this gun! Burt Gummer: Got you moving, didn't it?
Earl Bassett: Here's the plan. We don't even stop. Ride like hell. Tonight we keep right on going. We'll walk the horses.
Valentine McKee: We decided to leave town just one damn day to late!
Valentine McKee: That's how they git you. They're under the goddamned ground!
Valentine McKee: Who died and made you Einstein?
Valentine McKee: [looking at Old Fred's messed-up corral with chunks of dead sheep lying on the ground] What the shit?
[Ground Starts to bulge] Earl Bassett: Must be a million of them! [Grabiod breaks through the surface of the ground] Valentine McKee: Nope, just one!
[repeated line] Earl Bassett: Pardon my French!
Burt Gummer: No tracks, no sign, no spoor... you'd think after eating all those sheep they'd have to take a dump *some*place
Valentine McKee: Come on you two, let's go, we're headed for the mountains! Burt Gummer: [Hefts bag of weapons] If that's how we're doin it, we're going prepared!
Earl Bassett: So we're stuck here. That pisses me off.
Walter Chang: That's what I like... Graboids. That's it, Graboids! Earl Bassett: Jesus, Walter. Walter Chang: You're gonna be sorry if you don't give it a name.
Valentine McKee: Can you fly you sucker? Can you fly?
Earl Bassett: Melvin! One of these days someone's gonna kick your ass!
Valentine McKee: They're under the ground. They're under the ground!
Earl Bassett: You guys gotta get the hell out of here! There's a killer on the loose! Howard - Roadworker: [shuts off jackhammer] What? Earl Bassett: A murderer! Man a real psycho! He's he's cutting people's heads off! I'm not kidding!
Earl Bassett: Well, there sure as hell ain't nothing to stop us now... everybody we know between here and Bixbe's already dead.
Valentine McKee: Was it a heart attack, Doctor? Dr. Jim: No, died of dehydration, thirst. Valentine McKee: That doesn't make any sense, that takes a couple days, doesn't it? Dr. Jim: Maybe even three or four. Earl Bassett: You mean he sat up there three or four days? He just sat up there and died of thirst?
Rhonda LeBeck: No, you don't understand, these creatures are absolutely unprecedented. Nestor: Yeah, but where do they come from?
Valentine McKee: So what if we make it back to the rocks? We'll only last for 3 days! Earl Bassett: Well I wanna live for the 3 days!
Earl Bassett: You suppose he wanted to kill himself? Valentine McKee: Come on, somebody must'a chased him up there. Earl Bassett: You mean someone that ain't scared of a Winchester rifle? Then what'd they do? Camp out down below and wait for him to die?
Earl Bassett: [Graboid eats Rhonda's shovel] Don't he have a home to go to? Valentine McKee: That's why Edgar never got down off that damn tower. Rhonda LeBeck: I think I have an idea. Earl Bassett: You know, we're gonna have to come up with some sort of plan, he's just going to wait us to death.
Valentine McKee: What the hell's in those things, Burt? Burt Gummer: A few household chemicals in the proper proportions.