Creepshow Page #4

You are such a little kid.

l swear to God you are.

Where would you be without me

to take care of you?

l still think your crate is full

of old magazines and just plain junk.

lt's chained though.

"Arctic Expedition."

And that date!

lt kind of gets you, doesn't it?

Yes, it kind of does.

Got it.

lt's kind of heavy.

l'll just swing this in.

Let's set it down over here.

l'm surprised that you didn't

open it yourself.

No, l figured that was for you.

Why didn't you tell Charlie?

He's just a grad student.

And with Professor Tirrell being in England,

l figure you're the boss.

Hold this on it.

What made you look under here?

l flipped a quarter trying to decide...

...if l should buff the second-floor hallway

first or wash the lab windows.

But when it came down, l missed it.

Then it rolled under here.

Oh! There it is.

l probably would have let it go, only it was

my last quarter for the Coke machine.

lt's not very nice in there, is it?

God, l hate tight places!

-Are you okay, Doc?

-Yeah.

Help me out with this, will you?

l think we might really have

something here.

What's wrong?

lt felt like something shifted in there.

Did you feel it when we set it on the table?

l did feel something under the stairs.

lt felt heavy.

Yeah, but it seemed like something moved

on its own.

lf there ever really were

any living specimens in there...

...l doubt if they're feeling very lively

after 147 years.

l must be spending too much time

in the sun.

Let's get this open, shall we?

l got a hammer and chisel in the closet.

Just wait while l go get them.

Turn the lights on.

And don't just leave the pots soaking

like you did last time!

Scrub them and put them away!

Just because you

and your intellectual friend...

...are going to play chess, doesn't mean

you have to leave a mess for me.

Wipe the stove!

Yes, Billie.

And kindly have him out of here

before l get back from my classes.

Frankly, that tobacco he smokes

makes me want to vomit!

Yes, Billie.

"Yes, Billie. Yes, Billie."

What would you do without me?

l don't know, Billie.

Well, on that we're even.

Enjoy your chess.

l bet they're worth something.

Be my guest, Mike. lt's your find.

There's probably nothing in there...

...but some rocks and plants

that'll turn to dust if we touch them.

But l'm pretty hot to see, just the same.

To tell you the truth, so am l.

lt's loosening up.

l can't see a damn thing!

Where did l leave my flashlight?

Never mind. Let's just get the last nail

out of here.

Did you hear that?

There's something in there!

Something shiny!

Looks like a couple of emeralds!

Don't!

Help me, Doc!

lt's biting!

Help!

Professor Stanley, what is it?

The janitor!

The crate! lt was going to attack me!

Professor, slow down!

We have to get the campus security!

Professor Stanley, slow down!

l don't know what you're talking about!

lt's the janitor!

-You know Mike, the janitor?

-Yes, of course l do.

lt just sucked him in!

That's pretty far out, Professor Stanley.

But it's true! l swear, it's true!

Let's get the campus police!

No! The campus security is no good!

lf l'm having trouble swallowing this,

what the f*** will they think?

l don't know what they would think.

They'd think you had been off

on a hell of a toot.

They'd think that we'd both been off

on a hell of a toot!

Seeing Tasmanian devils

instead of pink elephants.

l think l'll go down...

...and see how the land lays.

No! Don't! lt may be out!

l doubt that.

Charlie, please, don't go there!

Be right back, Professor Stanley.

He'll see it.

He'll see the crate, he'll see the blood!

He'll see Mike!

And then he'll believe me!

Charlie?

Charlie!

There! See the blood?

Do you think l'm crazy now?

You think that l killed him?

Look at the blood! Look....

lt's gone!

What's gone?

lt got out.

l thought it would be potbound

after all these years, but it got out!

lt pushed the crate off the table!

Look at these tracks!

lt pushed the crate back in

under the stairs...

...where it felt safe for so long.

Charlie, l really think--

Charlie, listen, don't go in there!

lf you had seen that thing!

Don't worry.

lt looks like it's been through a hay baler.

Now do you believe me?

Charlie, don't go near it.

l don't want the crate.

l want that shoe.

l want to measure the bite marks.

Then maybe we can figure out...

...what we're dealing with here.

We have to stop it! We have to stop it!

Two people are dead already!

We have to.... Dear God, they died!

Hey, Dex, hold it.

What happened?

Two people are dead already, and....

Who's dead?

Where's Wilma?

She's gone. Dex, what the hell

happened to you?

Two people are dead

and l could be blamed.

l know that's a terrible consideration

at a time like this, Henry, but....

Good God.

The last time l saw someone do that

was in the movies.

lt could be my ass, Henry,

and it wasn't me!

lt was that thing in the crate!

l don't even know what it was!

What two people?

Who is dead?

Mike, the janitor in Amberson Hall...

...and Charlie Gereson.

He wanted to measure the bite marks!

l guess he got his chance.

He most certainly did!

l can't do anything for you

unless you stop being so damned elliptical.

Now, just slow down,

tell me the whole story...

...from the beginning, all right?

All right. l think l can do that now.

Thank God for you, Henry.

l thought of some ideas of how

to get rid of it coming over here.

l kept thinking about Ryder's Quarry.

You know the place?

l know it.

l think it would be deep enough...

...if only there was a way

to get the crate over there.

You know, l kept thinking about it.

l don't know anymore!

Am l going crazy, Henry?

No.

l have to use the facilities.

l'll be back in a minute.

Then we'll decide what we need to do.

Thanks.

What are friends for?

Let's get you another drink.

No, no. l've had enough.

l'm surprised l'm not plastered

out of my gore.

The shock, l guess.

Just one more for the both of us

while we talk this over.

We may need it.

Yeah, okay.

Henry, goddamn it!

How many times have l told you

to lock the goddamn door?

Henry!

Henry?

"Wilma, I've had to leave in a hurry...

"...because of a call from Dexter Stanley.

"He seems to have gotten himself

in a great deal of trouble.

"I'm ashamed to tell you of this...

"...but ever since Dexter's wife died...

"...he's had problems coping

with certain young female grad students.

"He's been able to cover up several

incidents but this one looks very serious.

"It seems he got a young woman...

"...to accompany him to Amberson Hall

under false pretenses...

"...and then attacked her.

"When Dex called me,

he was barely coherent.

"He was gibbering with fear

and crying, I think.

"I tried to get him to tell me

what had happened to the girl.

"But for the most part he kept repeating,

'It's awful, Henry! It's awful!'

"Wilma, could you come out here?

"I know it's asking a lot.

"But you're always so clear-headed

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