Bats Page #3
- PG-13
- Year:
- 1999
- 91 min
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I know what they're capable of.
- Crystal clear, baby.
Great.
Should be able to pinpoint the roost's
entrance to within a few feet.
I lied. I ain't gonna pet
this thing's belly.
Don't let us down, sweetie.
How's it tracking?
Perfectly. Long as it
keeps moving away from me.
Houston...
...we got a problem.
Can't we? Just try again.
That could take days.
What do we do now?
Evacuate the town immediately.
Order an evacuation
for 100 miles, here to Mexico.
And Hodge...
...we're gonna need more help.
A lot more help.
You can study it now if you like.
I ordered reinforcements.
They'll arrive in the morning.
Effective immediately...
...the CDC is evacuating the town
of Gallup, Texas.
Good work, Hodge.
Evacuation? I think
that's a good idea, doc.
Based on this localized program...
...it looks like them damn things have
been making their way towards town.
We might still have some time.
Manny...
...you got any ketchup?
What is going on?
What are these people doing out?
I thought they were warned.
As far as I knew, they were.
Thank God you're here.
Christ in a sidecar!
What are all these people doing out?
We've warned them six ways to Sunday!
Nobody believes it.
Everybody in Texas thinks
they know everything.
Oh, my God.
What is it?
They're coming.
Echolocation calls, their sonar,
I can hear it.
They're coming!
Oh, my God.
Oh, my God!
Move off the streets!
Everybody get inside! Please!
Hurry up, everybody! Take cover!
Take cover, please!
Come on! Everybody get inside!
Let's go!
You gotta get inside!
Get in the theater! Get inside!
Close the doors!
- You all right?
- Get out of here!
Get out of here!
Amanda, get inside!
Hell with that!
Oh, God!
All right, everybody, back!
Let's just take it easy, okay?
God, this isn't good.
Take it easy. Back!
Get in the back.
Go! Now!
Get down! Get down!
Come on! Come on!
Get inside!
Get in there! Get in there!
Stay calm!
Hey, mister, hold on!
Mister, there's people down here!
Oh, sh*t!
Get inside now!
You all right?
Y'all all right?
He saved me.
He saved my life.
My God.
Jesus.
- I can't believe it.
- It's all right, honey.
Anything you see,
radio it in immediately!
Damn it, Wesley.
Excuse me, ma'am.
All right.
We'll see what we can do.
They're evacuating everybody now.
Airstrip's closed.
They got roadblocks.
Mexicans are clearing everybody
down to Oaxaca and Rosita.
Jesus, Emmett.
What are we gonna do now?
Old Texas custom.
This evacuation covers
the entire town, doesn't it?
Yeah. No one's going in or out now.
So tell me something.
We asked them to let us stay.
Say what?
To aid in destroying the bats.
This sh*t is not funny.
They're only giving us 48 hours.
Why am I the only one
who doesn't know about this?
a military air strike...
...armed with missiles.
They'll bomb every cave,
cavern and foxhole...
...in a 100-mile radius of Gallup.
What? Are they crazy?
They'll kill everything
in Gallup, and not a single bat.
That's right. And we cannot
let them do that.
Now, I begged them for this chance,
and they agreed.
But we're basically on our own.
I won't let them blow my town
off the earth without a fight.
People have homes here.
They got their whole lives here.
I'll make sure they got
something to come back to.
We're sure to be quarantined for the
next month, whether we stay or not.
He's staying too?
I created them.
This will give me time
to review my work...
...and figure out what went wrong.
Jimmy, we could use your help.
I understand if you
don't wanna hang around.
Let me tell you one thing:
If another one of your bats
looks at me...
...if his head moves like this,
or his eyes go like this...
...like he might look at me...
...l'm coming for you.
Does that mean you'll stay?
I'll stay.
Something called a Chroma B-340.
The newest thing in spy satellites.
When it passes over Texas...
...they'll center infrared cameras
on a 50-mile radius south of Gallup.
Give us a direct feed.
When the bats emerge from their roost,
it'll be your turn.
The military wants to be as hands-off
about this as possible.
You'll have to make the l.D.
Think you can do that?
I can try.
This is our school.
It's not as primitive as you'd
think for a small town.
We can fortify it
as good as any.
Let's hope so.
You can set up in the science room.
The computers have high-speed modems.
Try to hook us up to Langley.
Let's secure the building before dark.
Yeah, I heard that.
What is that?
That is Montserrat singing
Donizetti's Lucia.
A real touchstone
of the bel canto repertoire.
You're an opera fan, sheriff.
I'm impressed.
Folks would run me out of town
if they knew.
Don't worry.
Your secret's safe with me.
You are a sick individual.
Get out!
There. We are now as secure
as the goddamn Alamo.
Bad example there, Jimmy.
You're right.
Maybe we should hang up a few cloves
of garlic. What do you think?
I got hooked up to the base. Once the
satellite passes, they'll send photos.
That'll work.
And once we find them, then what?
Let's assume they're all living
in the same roost.
Given their communal behavior,
I'd say that's likely.
Poison?
Not an option. The most popular
poison for bats is chlorophacinone.
Largely ineffective against them
and lethal for humans.
Believe me, I checked into this
a long time ago.
Maybe if we trap them?
Whatever we do,
we have to get them all.
Why not just bomb
the sons of b*tches?
An explosion would scatter them...
...and might not even kill
all that many.
This is like a nightmare.
Wait a minute. That's it.
What?
We'll put them to sleep.
When the temperature drops below
But at 32...
...they freeze to death.
But how do we do it?
Especially in a heat wave.
We need cooling units powerful enough
to freeze the roost.
Well, all right.
Call Langley.
See what they can come up with.
I'll check it out.
You're thinking of walking
into that roost...
...with those things over your head.
Bats are nocturnal.
We go in there during the day--
I know.
We don't have any other choice.
Yeah. I got it.
We are all set. There's something
called the NGIC lndustrial.
A cooler that emits a combination
of Freon, CO2 and pure oxygen...
...at superhuman velocity.
It could cover Cairo in icicles
in three days.
Good enough.
Once we locate the roost...
...they'll do an airlift
and drop-off at the entrance.
That's as far as they'll go.
They don't wanna know about us.
- They're preparing for a bomb raid.
- We'll need special gear to go in.
What?
We're going into the roost?
All of us?
Don't worry. You'll stay out
and monitor our progress.
Right. Maybe next time.
We are at drop zone.
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