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Really, one of the best

I've ever had.

Thanks.

Thank you, Steve.

- Well, we should get going.

- What?

You promised you'd take me

for a ride, remember?

I did?

right.

Hon, I kinda figured

you'd watch me bowl tonight.

We're defending

the championship, you know.

- Oh, we're...

- Maybe we'll come by later.

Don't suppose anybody would like

some dessert before they leave?

- No thanks, Mom.

- It was very good.

- Thank you.

- Thanks.

- Helen?

Have you... you know,

talked to her

about the way

things are?

Years ago.

Years?

I thought you were

going to let me drive?

Okay. Be careful.

What do I want

to see an old barn for?

Come on.

It's romantic.

April...

You want your car keys back,

don't you?

Come on, Steve.

Want your keys?

Come on!

I'm allergic.

Just a minute!

Come in.

You can thank your mama

for fixing you a plate.

Where's that slingshot?

Brad, why are you always

fighting with your sister?

How come you and Mom

always take her side?

I mean, I didn't even

do nothing!

Boy, you shot her

with a slingshot.

Right.

Anyway, I'm confiscating

this until further notice.

- But Dad...

- And no movies...

for two weeks.

No, uh... April...

if your Dad catches me

up here I'm history.

He didn't even like me

eating his food.

My parents never

come out here at night.

You sure?

Sorry.

Chewie!

And now for the number one

song of the week...

Johnny Steele's,

"Power of the Night."

Jay?

There's something wrong

with the TV!

Jay?

The earth moved.

- Already?

- Yeah.

Jay, will you forget about

the shaking? Let's go.

I'm just going

to have a look.

We're going to be late

for the tournament.

Brad, what the hell

are you doing up there?

Dad... you see... uh...

the earthquake threw me

clear out of my room.

I could not believe it.

Cut the bull and get

your butt down here.

You look like you've

done that a couple of times.

- A couple times.

- Come on.

I want to keep

an eye on you.

- Where are we going?

- Out to the field.

- Did you see that meteor?

- I saw something.

Maybe it's a Russian spy probe

on some sort of secret mission.

I think you watch

too much TV.

Smells like oil burning.

Smells like cow crap

to me, Dad.

Holy sh*t!

- Are you all right?

- Yeah.

What is it?

Looks like

one of the herd.

- What happened to him?

- I don't know.

Without my gun,

I don't want to find out.

Let's go.

Mom's going to be

really grossed out

when she hears about this.

Maybe we shouldn't even

tell her about it

till we find out more

about what happened out here.

This is GXP 11 niner eight,

come in

Alpha Tango Delta. Over.

What is it, Jeff?

Over.

Hey, Sal.

How about we get some donuts

and coffee after work? Over.

Not tonight, Jeff.

Not ever. Over.

I copy, Alpha Tango Delta.

Over and out.

Sh*t!

Damn dog.

Come here, poochy.

Here, pooch.

Come on.

Come on, doggie.

Come on.

Bark, bark, bark.

Come on.

What the...?!

Damn cat.

Oh, you scared

the hell out of me!

- Oh!

- I'm sorry. Forgive me.

- Something was staring at me.

- What do you mean something?

- Where?

- Over there by the window.

- I don't see anything.

- Maybe it was Chewie.

Yeah, maybe.

Did you find anything?

Yeah, we found something

a little strange.

Jay?

Transform.

Nothing likes me.

Find something.

Eating start.

Who are you calling?

Harv. I want to tell him

what's going on out here.

Maybe he's gotten

other calls.

This phone is dead.

What?

Mom?

Okay.

There's no reason for you to

come down here. Just wait a minute.

Probably just a circuit

breaker's been tripped.

What the...?

Jay, any luck?

Just a minute.

What's wrong?

Dad!

- Stay upstairs!

- Mom, we got to help him!

- Bradley!

- No, no, don't come down here!

Jay, come on!

What's down there?

I don't know.

Something meaner than hell.

Jeff, come in, Jeff.

Over.

This is Alpha Tango Delta

calling GXP

Come in.

Over.

Come on, will you quit fooling

around and answer me? Over.

All right, I'm sorry

about the donuts and coffee.

Maybe another time, but tonight

I have to wash my hair.

Over.

Come on, Jeff.

I've been getting all sorts of calls

about UFOs in the area.

Carla Emmons swears

one nearly ran into her house

and then went flying off.

I think she's been dipping

in the cooking sherry again.

Anyway, she wants you to get

over there right away. Over.

I am starting to lose

my patience, Jeff.

If you are sleeping on

the job again, I am not going...

I can't feel that.

Hey, careful, boy.

That's some kind

of poison.

That's better, babe.

I'm beginning to get

the feeling back.

I'll get it.

Steve!

Steve!

Who's that?

April!

April?

Brad!

April?

Brad! Brad, help!

Hurry up!

Do something, Brad!

Brad!

Brad!

- Brad!

- Mom!

- What? What are you...

- Steve's dead!

Charlie?

- Call Harv.

- What for?

Call Harv.

Call.

Call the army.

They're here.

- Who?

- Who?!

Them!

My teeth.

Sally, call Harv, please?

Charlie...

I want to go home.

Okay.

Just... where is he?

Might be

at the bowling alley.

Okay, good, good.

I'll get Harv.

- You call the army.

- Okay.

Thank you, Ms. Grubner.

Tonight...

I would like to read to you

from the book of Genesis.

Chapter 19...

which, as most of you know,

is the story

of Sodom and Gomorrah.

Obviously, some

of our citizens are...

We're here for the Crites.

The county is going

to pay for this, Jeff.

Jeff?

Jeff?

Jeff Barnes?

Jay.

Jay, what are you doing?

Maybe we ought to just

stay put.

They haven't gotten

into the house yet.

They will.

We could board up the place.

We could make it stronger.

Helen, these things

are vicious.

They've cut out our phone,

they've cut out our power.

You understand

what that means?

It's just a matter of time

until they get in here.

Yeah, but we should

just stay here.

No, we can't wait.

Wait up, Brad.

All right, Jay,

I've got her.

Okay, let's go.

Stay together.

I'm going to drive, Jay.

Okay, baby.

Come on.

Oh my God, Jay.

- Oh, Mom.

- What the hell are those things?

They're from outer space,

like Charlie says.

Bradley.

Maybe they're some government

experiment gone haywire.

They used to be gophers,

but got zapped by some radioactive...

- Bradley!

- What are we going to do now?

Steve's keys.

Oh God.

Wait!

Stay together.

Come on, come on.

Go on!

They're getting bigger!

Come on, faster!

Faster!

It's locked!

Come on!

Go! Get in!

Jay!

Brad!

Get him up to the door.

Get your feet up, Jay!

Mom, shoot!

I can't!

It must be empty!

My pocket.

My shirt pocket!

Get them. Hurry.

- Well?

- The line's busy.

I don't get it.

Jay's never this late.

- Except when he pays for the beer.

- Yeah.

Jake, they are coming.

They are not only coming,

they are here.

See, I was out

on Route 22...

- and I looked up...

- Have another drink, Charlie.

I don't want

another drink, Jake.

I want Harv.

We're under attack.

I'm going to leave it

right here.

Just don't bother me

any more.

I saw the sign was shaking

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