Critters 3 Page #3
- PG-13
- Year:
- 1991
- 86 min
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animals...
just like the ones
in the paper.
They've got lots
of sharp teeth.
They're nasty things...
nasty things with sharp teeth.
They're things
from outer space.
You can ask Mr. Menges
about it.
Dad, they're aliens!
Aliens in the basement?
You have to believe her!
They're huge.
They're like badger, possums...
they're big cats.
You got to listen to her,
they're awful!
Rosie, calm down,
calm down.
- You just saw a rat.
- Will you look at her leg?
Oh, Rosie.
A rat did this to you?
This is serious.
They're not rats. They got
Frank in the basement.
- They got Frank?
- They got Frank!
They got Frank!
Dad! Oh...
Dad, come on.
Aaah!
Dad, come on!
What are those things?!
Go, go, go!
In two tournaments I've seen
She can throw
the strikes.
- She makes a strike.
- Eat that.
God damn it.
You see, sport?
All kinds of animals
follow them around.
These people are animals. Pretty
soon you can't tell them apart.
The people, the pets...
they've all got fleas.
This'll get
their attention.
Their attention for what?
Our little panic...
casserole.
You think they're screaming
and carrying on now?
Just wait till I cut off
their communication
with their social
workers.
Hello?
Hello?
That's funny.
I lost contact
with Grover's Bend.
What did he mean,
"Watch out for yourself"?
Third floor...
second floor...
first floor...
basement.
Who turned out
the lights?!
- Son of a b*tch.
- Oh, Dad.
How many stairs are
in this place anyway?
Wait, we just went up
these stairs.
- I'm dizzy.
- Come on.
What's your problem?
- I just want to rest.
- What are you guys doing down here?
Marcia, come and help!
They're passing out.
There are things,
they're like big rats.
Only they bite and...
I forget.
They're aliens.
Porcupines!
Mrs. Menges!
Mrs. Menges!
Come on, Cliff.
Let me help you.
Lean on me.
Up. Up.
That's it.
- Who are you?
- Marcia.
You know me, Cliff.
Come on.
- Marcia?
- Yeah. Come on.
- Up, up. That's it.
- Yeah, okay.
Thank you.
Porcupines?
Come out, come out,
wherever you are.
Your landlord is here
to evict you.
Jeez, a rat did that?
Looks like I'll have to charge
somebody for a new door.
Give me the keys.
I'll wait in the car.
Forget it.
We're in this together.
I thought you cut off
all the power.
I did cut off
all the power.
Can we just go?
They must have tapped
into the emergency system.
Hello?
It's your landlord.
I have matters to discuss.
...chicken has a wishbone,
which I'll cut out.
All this makes
perfectly marvelous soup.
You have to get
the leg bones out
from the legs
and the wing side.
And the way
to do that is...
push the bones through.
And then take...
there's the... ball joint
of your roast chicken.
We'll have our work done
in a minute, sport.
Don't call me "sport."
You're not a crybaby, too,
are you, sport?
I hate you.
I wish you were dead!
Sport?
Sport!
Hey, come on.
Let me in.
Let him go.
Hey. Hey!
Hey, come on. He can't help
being an a**hole!
What are you doing?
You're ready to remove
the bones.
Hey, come on.
He just wants to talk to you!
Leave him alone!
Let him go!
Let him go!
Hey, what's the matter?
They've got him.
They're tearing him apart.
- They're killing him!
- Who?! They've got who?
Wait. Stop, stop.
Step back.
Stay back.
- Come on!
- What's going on?
Never mind.
Run! Go!
This way. Come on.
Let's go.
No, no, wait!
I can't just leave him there.
That guy you were with,
your dad?
Stepfather.
I don't know what the hell
is going on down there,
but I just saw
something there.
There's animals,
some kind of hungry things.
I don't know,
but he's dead, hon.
There's nothing
we can do for him.
- What's your name?
- Josh.
Okay, Josh...
Get back!
Oh, look!
- Come on!
- Do you have any more flares?
Fresh out!
What?
Let us in!
- Close the door!
- Josh!
- Annie.
- Come on, help me move this desk.
- What are you doing here?
- I came with her.
- Marcia?
Push it up against the door.
Right up tight.
Great.
That should hold them.
Josh, how did you get here?
There's monsters outside,
aren't there?
Yeah, there are monsters
out there.
- It's dead, like the lights.
I still don't know
what the hell is going on here.
Ain't no rats,
you can be sure of that.
What are you
talking about?
Did you ever see one of these
come out of any rat you've seen?
Ain't no rats.
Must be venom...
poison.
They're here!
I saw the door downstairs,
What do you say we barricade
the kitchen door?
What kitchen door?
Mr. Menges, you don't have
a gun up here
or anything like that?
I got a great
Civil War pistol.
I used to have a frame
for it.
I got no powder.
How about a big knife?
How about
a meat cleaver, dear?
You find anything there?
No.
Wait.
What's that?
Oh. As I recall,
Mr. Menges and I haven't
crawled up there in years.
Josh, come here!
Do you have a footstool
or something?
In the pantry.
Hey, you guys,
check this out.
Mrs. Menges, does this
connect with the roof?
I really don't know
where that goes.
You get up there
and you crawl...
crawl that direction,
and you'll hit
the elevator shaft.
- You don't know that.
- I'll get the others.
Sure I do. I've stored
stuff up there.
Do you think you guys
can climb a ladder?
No ladder.
Go up a ladder
tomorrow.
No.
No tomorrow.
I can't do this
anymore, Dad!
Move your ass, now!
Now.
Come on, Clifford.
We've been climbing
three flights of stairs
ever since that elevator
broke down.
Come on.
You can do it.
It's gotten too quiet
out there.
I don't like it.
They'll just get in
some other way.
We got to get out
of here!
Rosalie, come on.
We got to go. You're next.
I'll watch the door.
- Oh, no.
- Up, Rosalie.
- Right.
- All right.
- Come on, you can do it.
- I'll help you.
You know...
if we can make it
to the roof,
I can get to
the junction box outside,
tie into the phone lines,
call for help.
- You can do that?
- Hey, I can do anything...
I work for
the phone company.
- Push.
- Ow, ow, ow.
- Up, Rosalie.
- Push.
Come on. Go.
- Push, fair Rosie, come on!
- Help.
Push!
Push, Josh.
We've come this far.
Come on, help her.
Look, dear, the quilt that
Aunt Carolyn gave us, remember?
Yeah, I remember.
Come on, let's go.
Everybody be calm.
Go!
Go... quick!
Grab that, quick!
- Go!
- They're over here!
Josh, come on.
Keep going.
- Which way do I go?
- Give me the flashlight.
Kids, here!
Right through there.
You stay with them and try
and keep everybody together.
this direction.
Marcia! Be careful.
Come on, Annie.
Annie.
It won't open.
Please!
It won't open.
We're trapped.
Where's Marcia?
Oh, damn it.
I'm lost.
Josh...
what are you
doing here?
I came here
with my stepdad.
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