Blood Diner Page #5
- UNRATED
- Year:
- 1987
- 88 min
- 189 Views
got much time.
You got that right, homo.
I want you to take
the van to the caves,
and I'm going to take
a cab to the clubs,
and I want you to be
back here around midnight.
We got a lot of work to do.
My mission left in the hands
of two lamebrains.
Son of a b*tch!
Sh*t!
F***ing God damn!
Ay, si, si,
we want to mambo...
God damn it!
All right. All right. Hey!
We want to mambo, mambo!
Hey. Hey.
All the kids want to mambo
- Stupid f***ing drivers.
- Well, they mambo at home
They mambo at school
They know they got to mambo
if they want to keep cool
A' Ay, si, si... '
You got to be cool,
amigo, you hear?
Ay, si, si, we want to mambo
And do the mambo
Uhh
Grown folks do want to mambo
The grown folks
do want to mambo
Well, they all turn
their radios way low down
So nobody can't see them
When they're
really going to town
- They do the mambo
- Ay, si, si
Yeah, the mambo, ese
We want to mambo, ay, si, si
Got everybody does the mambo
Uhh!
Ay, si, si, we want to mambo
Mambo! Uhh!
Come on. Get those clothes off.
Shouldn't we be going?
- Nah.
- It's getting late.
Relax, baby.
It's gonna be all right.
You're in good hands.
Besides, this is where
the good stuff starts.
No, wait.
I feel funny with
butchering vegetarians.
Hey, sugar, I'm here.
I'm not gonna let
anyone hurt you.
This place...
it could be full of bugs
and strange animals.
Besides... Heh heh.
The only animal you're
gonna have to worry about
chomping on your sweet meat
is gonna be me.
- Touch it.
- Mmm. Oh, yes.
Squeeze it. Come on.
I'm so horny,
I could f*** a cow.
- Buzz.
- Oh, where is it?
Touch it. Touch it.
Uhh! Oh, come on, baby.
Aah! Uhh!
Aah!
Waah! Waah!
Wake up, Buzz.
Unh...
B*tch!
Oh, jeez, I'm sorry.
- Here. Let me get that.
- Hey, no, it's okay. Relax.
I got something in the back
that's perfect
for a mess like this.
I also have
a big surprise for you,
something that's guaranteed
to get your motor revving.
A big surprise?
Much bigger than that.
Uncle Anwar, I forgot what
I was supposed to get again.
Get back.
What do you want to know?
This is a police line.
No questions!
Get back right now.
Snap out of it, man.
Get a hold of yourself.
Take it easy.
It's all my fault!
She wanted to leave!
She was scared!
Easy, buddy. Take it easy.
But I made a mistake
'cause I was horny,
and now she's dead!
Can you remember anything, Buzz,
anything at all?
Who knocked you out?
Oh, Cindy!
Oh, my God, Cindy!
I'm sorry! I'm sorry, Cindy!
Oh, God!
God, Cindy!
Snap out of it, man.
Who killed your girl?
I don't know!
It was so dark,
and he grabbed me so quick. It...
And then everything went black.
I... I... I can't remember.
I can't remember.
I can't remember!
Take this boy
to the hospital now!
Hey, you guys, uh,
missed some over there.
[crying 1.
What kind of creature would do
a thing like this, Mark?
Deranged maniacs, Chief,
perverts with sick, sick minds.
Oh, my God! Cindy, I'm sorry!
Frankly,
this is starting to form
in a definite pattern
in relation to an old case.
We think it's the work
of a cult.
- A cult?!
- Sheba and I...
Don't point
that thing at me, fool!
We've been doing some research.
On the cults of Lumeria.
Cults of Lumeria?
Jesus f***ing Christ,
what am I paying you two for?
Whatever happened to that
biker group, the Cannibals?
I don't think so.
A patrol car just
phoned in a hit-and-run
involving one
of the Cannibal gang.
He wasn't the one who ran.
As messed up as he was,
they said
he died of a heart attack.
And whatever happened
to the vegetarian angle?
We've halted that temporarily.
Halted it? On whose orders?!
It's just that
we have been looking
into these past files,
and this case
bears a strong resemblance
to the one that happened
20 years ago.
That's right.
His name is Paul Stanton,
and we were going to see him
when we were stopped...
Now listen to me!
You two aren't going to see
anybody but
the unemployment examiner
if you don't start
following my orders.
20 years ago is ancient history!
Now I want you both to get back
on that vegetarian angle
right now!
Get moving!
Only a week, and I'm
already in the sh*t hole.
- And you're no help.
- Oh, he'll get over it.
Look, to be on the safe side,
you continue your search
on those, um,
health-food freaks,
and I'll go and question
this Paul Stanton.
These grisly murders
can't go on much longer.
Suck out all the blood.
And where the hell is
your idiot brother? He's late.
He should be here
any minute, Uncle Anwar.
of blood for the blood buffet.
Are you sure
this is going to work?
You stupid moron.
Stop thinking, and do as I say.
Did you get the lungs and liver?
- They look good, Mikey.
- Okay, put 'em in the pot.
Good work, boys, but we
still have lots left to do.
Get over here. I have
to tell you the next step.
What now, Uncle Anwar?
Prepare for the banquet.
We need as many participants
as possible.
Shout it to the rafters!
5 million years
have not gone in vain.
At last, an authentic
Lumerian feast will be served.
Hey, we can do that easy.
You don't even need an excuse
to have a party out here.
Yeah, big party and pretty girls
right after I wrestle.
Oh, you must take care
against abstainers.
Most of the guests
must participate of the feast.
Hey, that's no problem.
We got some little goodies here
that work like a charm.
George puts 'em in his stew
when business gets low.
Yeah!
Excellent.
Now cool the sacred brew,
and get a good night's sleep.
Tomorrow night, the Moon
will align with Jupiter.
The result is
a window in the universe
for Sheetar to be able to take
the earthly body
you have constructed.
The transference must take place
tomorrow at midnight.
You must follow
from the "Book of Sheetar."
Sheetar's body, the buffet,
the participants,
and the virgin
must all be present.
For her resurrection,
the participants
must ravage the buffet,
and Sheetar must
eat the virgin simultaneously.
Plan carefully!
If we miss this opportunity,
another is not foreseen
in a lifetime!
I'm so excited about wrestling
that... that savage Jimmy Hitler.
Shut up. I'm thinking
about the master plan.
Hey, Mikey, wait for me!
I'm going to find their recipe.
You wait here.
Don't do it, Stan.
Stan, you'll get in trouble.
Don't do it, Stan.
Stan, don't do it.
Honk if they come back.
No, don't do it, Stan.
Don't, Stan.
But we'll
cater it absolutely free.
Well...
We did have a Lumerian feast
about a year ago.
the best in town
and we don't
have to do anything,
ah, I guess it's okay.
Uh, what do you think, Henry?
I don't know. I don't know.
Kinda bored
This isn't just any mummy.
- This is Sheetar.
- Sheetar.
Besides, we'll donate
all the drugs
you guys need
for a swinging time.
Translation
Translate and read this script in other languages:
Select another language:
- - Select -
- 简体中文 (Chinese - Simplified)
- 繁體中文 (Chinese - Traditional)
- Español (Spanish)
- Esperanto (Esperanto)
- 日本語 (Japanese)
- Português (Portuguese)
- Deutsch (German)
- العربية (Arabic)
- Français (French)
- Русский (Russian)
- ಕನ್ನಡ (Kannada)
- 한국어 (Korean)
- עברית (Hebrew)
- Gaeilge (Irish)
- Українська (Ukrainian)
- اردو (Urdu)
- Magyar (Hungarian)
- मानक हिन्दी (Hindi)
- Indonesia (Indonesian)
- Italiano (Italian)
- தமிழ் (Tamil)
- Türkçe (Turkish)
- తెలుగు (Telugu)
- ภาษาไทย (Thai)
- Tiếng Việt (Vietnamese)
- Čeština (Czech)
- Polski (Polish)
- Bahasa Indonesia (Indonesian)
- Românește (Romanian)
- Nederlands (Dutch)
- Ελληνικά (Greek)
- Latinum (Latin)
- Svenska (Swedish)
- Dansk (Danish)
- Suomi (Finnish)
- فارسی (Persian)
- ייִדיש (Yiddish)
- հայերեն (Armenian)
- Norsk (Norwegian)
- English (English)
Citation
Use the citation below to add this screenplay to your bibliography:
Style:MLAChicagoAPA
"Blood Diner" Scripts.com. STANDS4 LLC, 2024. Web. 18 Nov. 2024. <https://www.scripts.com/script/blood_diner_4291>.
Discuss this script with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In