Attack of the Crab Monsters Page #3

ripped out and chopped to bits.

Look.

Every tube has been

sliced neatly in half.

And it had to reach

way inside to do it

without wrecking these cabinets.

Well, all I can say is,

why wasn't I invited

to the party?

Not funny, eh?

Well, that's as it should be.

Do you think you can fix it?

Fix it?

I'll need a whole new

outfit from the bottom up.

You have parts?

Enough to build a new one?

I don't know.

Why do you suppose it didn't

come through the door

and get us, Karl?

I don't know.

I can only guess.

It would take considerable power

to keep the intruder

behind this door.

There is power in the

lighting in the living room.

You mean it's afraid

of electricity?

I think so.

Have you any other ideas?

Once upon a time,

there was a mountain.

Hmm?

Yesterday, when we

came to this island,

there was a mountain out there.

Today there's no mountain.

I am not surprised.

You're not surprised at

anything, are you, doctor?

I suppose you can tell us what

tore up this room last night.

No, I cannot tell you that.

But I can tell you this:

Everything that has happened

from the death of

the first sailor

to the destruction of our radio

must be somehow related.

They are too far from the

normal scheme of things to be

separate accidents.

If there is a single cause,

then that cause is outside

of nature as we know it.

Yes, that is why I insisted on

caution entering the caves.

We are unquestionably on the

brink of a great discovery.

It is not likely that that discovery

will be of a pleasant nature.

That is the sum of my knowledge.

If you need more, I suggest

you ask Dr. McLane,

when next his voice

calls in the night.

Now, let us again

seek Dr. Carson.

I don't understand this.

We've covered every exit

in the base of the pit.

Wounded as he was, he couldn't

have crawled this far.

Yet, still no sign of him.

Nor will be, eh, Karl?

Deveroux! Get close

to the walls!

- Something to tie it with.

- Top of my pack, Karl.

Here, you'll need

a tourniquet too.

Hello, there. Anybody alive?

He all right?

How did you know

we were in here?

We didn't; We were on the

other side of the island.

Well, what used to be the

other side of the island.

Most of it's fallen to

the drink, already.

So we run in here when

we heard you call.

Call... We didn't call you.

Whose voice did you hear?

Well, it sounded

like the other guy.

You know, the fellow

who fell into the pit.

So he is still alive.

If we do not move fast,

Jules will not be alive.

Come. Give us a hand.

This will help you sleep, Jules.

Thank you, Martha.

I could use some sleep.

Merci, madame.

Je voudrais presenter

UN inspection.

Give me two.

Here's two.

And I'll take...

One.

Bet you ten.

Okay, I bet you ten,

and I'll raise you ten.

If you're not careful, you'll

raise us both 10 feet.

What's the matter, nervous?

What do you mean, nervous?

Okay, what do you got?

Three queens.

Well, big deal, so you

finally won a hand.

I'm still 100 sticks of dynamite and

one wild explosion ahead of you.

What's that?

Sounds like a kid

dragging a stick

across a Pickett fence.

We ain't got no Pickett

fence out here.

Professor Deveroux.

Professor Deveroux.

Who is there?

Seaman Ron Fellows.

And Sam Sommers.

We found Dr. Carson.

Where are you?

We're outside.

We can take you to Dr. Carson,

but you got to be quiet...

Very quiet.

Will you come?

Yes.

Come down the path

toward the big pit.

We'll meet you there and

lead you to Carson.

I will be there.

Fellows?

Sommers?

We're right here, professor.

Sounded like Jules.

Deveroux?

Yes, what is it?

- I am here.

- Are you all right?

Yes.

The pain is less.

Keep talking.

We thought we heard you cry out.

I have been asleep.

Perhaps you were

talking in your sleep.

UN-huh. Yes.

Then I hope I did not

blemish the reputations

of any fair ladies

I may have known.

You didn't mention any names.

I never asked any names.

Tell me of this cry you heard.

It sounded like you...

Like you would've sounded

in your death agonies.

It could hardly have

been me, doctor,

when I have been

here all the time,

dreaming of all the things

I might learn to do

with only my left hand.

And though even it was

fixed with a hook,

and when I...

Congratulations, Dr. Weigand.

Where are you?

Where all of you soon will be.

I shall be back tomorrow night.

Bon soir.

Deveroux! Deveroux!

What does it mean, doctor?

- He is dead.

- But he spoke, Karl.

This supposed to

be a ghost story?

No...

No, I do not believe in ghosts.

We are dealing with

a man who is dead,

but whose voice and memory live.

How this can be, I do not know.

But its implications

are far more terrible

than any ghost could ever be.

But what happened to

their bodies, Karl?

They were eaten.

Even the bones?

The bones are, I think, hidden.

Most of the dynamite is gone.

Huh, dynamite?

But not the grenades.

I don't understand it.

I don't understand it.

Well, we may as well

pick up what's left.

Yes, we shall need them.

We shall have to stay away

from the beach hereafter.

Come, Hank. We still have

the radio to repair.

Tonight we will wait for

Jules to speak to us.

Well, it's long after dark.

We should've heard him by now.

We will hear. Be patient.

Good evening, mes amis.

I am glad you are

all still with us.

Be not shocked that

the weapon speaks.

I transmit, so

I must be received.

Hearken to all things metal,

for I may be in them.

What do you want?

First I want to reassure you

that I am of sound mind,

if not of body.

Something remarkable

has happened to me.

I would like all of you to

come and see for yourselves.

- Where are you, Jules?

- In the caves,

at the bottom of Carson's pit.

- And what about Carson?

- I'm here too.

My leg no longer troubles me.

It's all most exhilarating.

- Will you come?

- Yes.

- Wait for us.

- We'll wait.

- Let's go.

- Dale!

We shall need the equipment.

We must go. We

have to find out.

We are here!

Show yourself!

Get back here!

- I killed it.

- Yes!

By the sheerest luck.

Why didn't the grenades hurt it?

Remember what the journal

said about the worm?

Yeah, that a knife passed

through it like water.

The stone penetrated its

brain or motor area...

or whatever keeps

the thing alive.

I think if we remove the stone,

the crab would return to life.

Oh, let's just leave it be, huh?

We will bury it.

If a blade passes through it

like a finger through mercury,

then like a river of mercury,

we should be able to

sever a part of it

by completely separating it

from the rest of the body.

Thusly...

There. Now we have a specimen.

Fetch your dynamite, Hank.

Do you have any

theories, doctor?

Perhaps.

All I can tell you now is that

this is a male land crab,

which you as a biologist

will know better than I.

Yes, Karl, I...

I know the species

appears to be that

of an ordinary land crab, but...

Out! Quickly!

Down!

You have destroyed McLane

and all of his party.

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