Critters 3 Page #4
- PG-13
- Year:
- 1991
- 86 min
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We came here
to evict you.
I didn't want
to come.
Pretty awful, huh?
Yeah.
I just can't believe
he's dead.
Josh...
my mom died.
Not like your dad,
but she died.
But I bet you didn't wish
for your mom to die.
I just wish we could
go back to this morning.
I just wish we could figure out
how to use this thing.
Look...
if nobody can think
of anything better,
one of us has got to make it
to the street and run for help.
The only way I know
to get around them things
is this elevator shaft.
Hey.
I got a better idea.
How do you get
to the box?
Redundant cable.
Keeps the lines
from blowing down.
It ought to hold my weight
long enough for me to...
get connected.
I'm down to 119.
Marcia, you're going
to die out there.
Any calls you want me
to make for you?
Come on.
Belay me.
Adios.
Oh God.
Josh!
Josh, we're on fire!
One thing at a time.
Marcia, one thing
at a time.
- Oh my God. Marcia!
- Marcia!
She's swinging.
She's swinging!
Annie, it's okay...
Thank you.
Thank you.
Phone. Phone!
Phone, phone.
Let's go.
Yes. Go. Yes!
Oh no.
Damn. Damn.
Go, go!
Yes, yes, yes!
Yes!
No! No, no.
Yes, yes.
I can do this.
Annie.
I'm going for help.
It's okay. I'm gonna
take care of everything.
Annie.
Annie!
Don't go down there.
That's too dangerous.
You come on back here.
Let somebody else
do that.
Second floor.
Nothing to it.
All right, get back...
get back into the elevator.
I got you, you hear?
Oh, gee.
It's jammed.
It's okay.
Sometimes it does this.
What?!
You came here
just in time.
Where's your family?
Take me to them.
Well, the elevator's stuck.
We have to climb.
How did you get here?
A real nice fella.
All right.
- What's going on?
- I don't know.
Hold on!
Floor, please?!
The roof!
Somebody help us
out of here.
I'm stuck.
Hey, it's you.
Yeah, what's left of me.
The building
is burning downstairs.
We've got
to get on the roof.
Don't look. Don't...
be casual.
Who is that hunk that
just came in with your daughter?
Charlie.
- Hi.
- How you doing, partner?
I guess you were right
about those things.
See if you can pry
that bullet out of there.
My fingers are too big.
What about Marcia?
Yes. Yes!
Yes! Yes! Yes!
Please deposit 25
Damn!
I hate operators.
Quiet.
Everybody quiet.
If you're quiet,
you can hear them moving.
- Annie, my gun.
- I'm trying!
It won't come out.
All right,
keep your eyes on them.
Look 'em in the eye.
They'll telegraph
their every move.
I hate you!
Josh!
You leave
my husband alone!
Annie.
Annie?
Charlie!
Open wide.
We got 'em!
Come on, let's go!
Mobile Ops 7707.
Emergency.
Oh God!
Come on, Johnny.
Stay here.
Fire! Help us!
Can anyone hear me?!
Please, help us!
Can't you see us?!
We're on fire!
Come over here.
Somebody help!
It's really burning.
Up there, can you hear us?!
- There's a fire here!
- Is anybody up there?!
- What are we going to do?
- Hang on. Hang on.
- We'll be all right.
- Please, help us.
You were wonderful.
You were wonderful.
- Thank you very much.
- You saved us all.
Thank you.
Thank you very much.
Please, fire!
Come on!
Fire!
Somebody help us!
We're on fire!
Are you okay?
Can you stand?
No, I can't.
Johnny, get away
from the edge!
But Marcia's down there.
I don't care.
Get over here now!
Listen to me.
Get over here!
Look, Annie, look!
Charlie!
- I got you.
- Help!
Don't look down.
Annie, don't let go!
Annie, I'm slipping.
Hold on, Johnny.
Please,
somebody help me!
I got you.
I got you.
I got you.
I love you.
Help!
- Charlie?
- Help!
Get help!
Charlie.
Throw me a rope.
Get a rope!
Dad, we got to do
something.
Oh, no. Oh, no!
Charlie, look out.
Hey... I hope you'll
let me down easier than that.
Outer space all right.
We can prove it.
- We could've proved it except...
- It was all burnt up in there.
Documented proof.
All my papers.
Actual physical evidence...
gone.
- Hi.
- Hi.
Oh. I'll be
over there, okay?
- How are you?
- I'm fine.
So... how 'bout
getting together sometime,
and doing
something normal?
- Normal like a movie?
- Yeah.
Charlie!
Don't go.
Listen, partner,
how's that
crystal doing?
Yeah.
See?
There's no more
problem.
- You don't need me anymore.
- Johnny.
Come here a minute.
Bye, Charlie.
Bye, John.
Are you leaving
today, Daddy?
the message
you guys want me
to stay close to home.
My uniform's
all burnt up,
so I think the railroad
Dad, can we survive?
Well, we've just been
talking about that.
those jobs
down at
the phone company.
And between the Menges
and us,
we'll work something out.
- Excuse me.
- Yeah.
- I'm Josh's mother.
- How do you do?
Josh has told me about
all you've done for him.
And my husband...
my late husband, he owes you
people quite a bit of money.
- He does?
- It's called a relocation fee.
And I think with that,
you'd be able to stay in a hotel
until we get
the place rebuilt.
- That is, if you'd be interested.
- We're interested.
And thank you.
Why don't we introduce
ourselves?
Johnny, where's your friend
from Grover's Bend?
Charlie?
He left.
Just like one
of those westerns.
No. No.
All right, you gumballs.
What is that?
Bounty hunter Charles McFadden,
Earth sector...
you are in violation.
Violation?
Wait a second.
I'm just killing Critters here.
That is...
there was a confirmed
infestation...
of Crites.
Charlie.
Is that you in there?
Charlie, my friend.
Wow. It's great
to see you.
And you as well.
You're looking good.
We just received
your bio alert.
Yeah, yeah.
What was that all about?
Specifically,
you are prohibited
from terminating
any transgalactic lifeform
of the species.
Oh, yeah.
But they're dangerous.
You taught me
how dangerous they are.
Aggression factor
is irrelevant.
Those two eggs
are the last two eggs.
The intergalactic council
has dispatched
a specimen collection pod.
You are instructed
to place the eggs
into the receptacle
in the pod.
The council is sending
a pod here?
Come on, Ug...
Good luck, Charlie,
my friend.
Yeah, but Ug...
Wait a second.
What am I supposed to...
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