Gremlins Page #3

maybe I'll walk home.

Good.

It's a nice night.

Good night, kids.

Gremlins.

That was really good,

the way you handled Mr. Futterman.

I'm used to it.

He's been like that

ever since he lost his job.

He's like a lot of people around here.

He just wants somebody to listen.

Especially around the holidays.

Why is that?

It's when a lot of people

get really depressed.

I always thought everyone was happy

during the holidays, no matter what.

Most people are, but some aren't.

While everybody else opens up presents,

they're opening up their wrists.

Cheery thought.

It's true. The suicide rate's

always the highest around the holidays.

Now I'm depressed.

Do you ever get depressed on Christmas?

I don't celebrate Christmas.

Are you Hindu or something?

No, I just don't like to.

What's not to like?

I mean, it's a lot of fun.

God!

Say you hate Thanksgiving,

and nobody cares.

But say you hate Christmas, everybody

makes you feel like you're a leper.

- I'm sorry.

- It's okay.

I'm sorry. I'm just

a little tired and cranky.

Thanks for walking me home.

No problem.

Good night.

I was just wondering. Do you

get any free nights off from Dorry's?

Thursdays.

Thursdays, yeah.

Because I was just wondering...

...if you're free this Thursday night,

maybe you'd like to go out on a date...

...with me?

I'd love to.

Well, that's great!

We can talk about it

on the phone and kind of...

...square everything away.

Good night, Billy.

Hey, there.

Give me your arm, boy.

Come here, come on.

Give me your arm.

No, this is not gonna hurt.

This isn't gonna hurt.

Not a big guy like you. Come on.

There you go.

See, that's not so bad. Come on.

Good, good.

Oh, that's good.

Just a little blood test, pal.

You'll never miss it.

They're like huge seed pods!

- Having fun?

- Fun!

Pretty neat, huh?

Neat!

How about shutting up

for a change, okay?

I already fed you.

Well, it's not 12:00 yet.

All right. Keep an eye on them, Giz.

I'll be back in a second.

Here we go.

Now maybe you guys will be quiet.

You guys are really hungry.

Giz, you want some?

Do you want some chicken?

That's it, good buddy.

Call it a night.

Can't you see?

They're after you!

They're after all of us!

Our wives, our children, everyone!

They're here already!

You're next!

You're next!

You're next! You're next!

Mom, could you come up here, please?

Then I want you to bring

the vacuum cleaner upstairs for me.

What are they?

Well, they're the mogwai, I guess.

Except for Gizmo.

Did you get them wet?

Did you feed them

after midnight?

Well, I gave them

some chicken.

But I made sure that it --

No, no, no. Wait a minute.

I made sure....

What's going on here?

What'd you say this was called?

A putrid stage?

Pupal. Pupal stage.

Like a butterfly.

Yeah, right.

This is a cocoon, and inside

he's going through changes.

Lots of changes.

Like my mother.

No, that's different.

This is called a metamorphosis.

It's a change in form...

...and in appearance.

Hi, honey!

No, I'm sure it works fine.

I was just out on the back porch

for a second.

The convention's great.

I said it's great!

Actually, the competition's....

Sorry, miss.

The competition's a little more

advanced than I expected.

- I was giving myself an oil change.

- Some really neat things.

Oh, Rand.

You've never been so far

away on Christmas Eve before.

I know it's Christmas Eve.

I'll do the best I can.

All right. Bye-bye.

All I could get for it was $36!

If there's anything I can do....

But it's completely out of my hands.

I'll be delighted --

Hello, Gerald.

I'm under such terrible pressure.

Why don't you just

speak to Mrs. Deagle about it?

Speak to Mrs. Deagle?

Mrs. Deagle!

Deposit this to my account.

Where's that psychotic canine?

Still hiding under the counter?

No, I'm afraid he's on vacation.

Better keep him behind locked doors,

because if I catch him...

...he's in for a slow death.

Here's Mr. Bird's heart.

Small animals lose heat

faster than large ones.

Their blood must circulate

faster to keep their bodies warm.

Now, in small birds...

...their hearts beat

about 600 times per minute.

Cats, 130.

Man, about 75...

...and a big old elephant's heart,

only 25 a minute.

Hey, doc, you

got a human heart?

Has he got a human heart?

Wait till you see this! Roll 10.

Okay, class.

Merry Christmas, Merry Christmas.

If any of you wanna bring me

a present...

...a cassette deck wouldn't be bad.

Of course, tickets to the Super Bowl

would be very nice.

Mr. Hanson, wait.

Let me just talk to you for a second.

Bye.

It just hatched.

I'll be right there.

Hey, there.

You remember me?

Remember me, don't you?

I went and got you...

...a candy bar.

I thought you might be hungry.

You hungry?

You should try one of these.

Hey, there.

Come here. Don't be afraid.

There's no reason to be afraid.

Where'd you go?

Where are you?

I know you're in there.

I know you're under there.

Come on, now.

You're not still angry

about that little blood test, are you?

Come on out.

Take a bite. Let me see you.

I just wanna see you.

You try some of this now.

I know you gotta be hungry.

There now. Don't you feel better?

Gizmo ca-ca!

Billy, are you okay?

Where are you?

Mom, they hatched.

Get out of the house.

Phone home. Ca-ca!

Get out of my kitchen!

Neat!

- Are you all right?

- I think so.

Mom, it's Stripe!

Should I get it?

Yeah, go ahead and get it.

Oh, I didn't mean that.

Hello, Dr. Molinaro. Can we come in?

My mom's had a bit of an accident.

Be careful!

What happened?

Giz?

Bright light! Bright light!

Come here.

They almost got you, huh?

Climb in here.

The question is

totally without meaning.

Pardon me, sir. Stuff.

Thick and heavy.

Would 60 gallons be sufficient?

I rarely use it myself, sir.

It promotes rust.

Don't worry, Giz. We'll find him.

Gremlins, huh?

- Little monsters.

- Right.

Hundreds of them?

I'm not sure.

Maybe thousands.

Look, I know it sounds crazy.

I know it does.

But in a matter of hours,

this town's gonna be a disaster area.

You've got to warn people!

- You think this kid is drunk?

- No, but you are.

I am not drunk!

Tell me something. Where do

these little gremlins come from?

All right.

My father gave me one as a present.

Does your father always

give you vicious little monsters?

No, they don't

start out vicious at first!

Of course not.

They don't!

They look like this.

Could you dim the lights?

Sure.

Go ahead, Brent.

Dim the lights.

Gusto!

'Tis the season to be jolly

Right, Murray?

Sheila, will you quit messing

with the TV?

You have the thingy.

Goddamn foreign TV.

We should've got a Zenith!

Foreigners.

I can't get a damn thing on this!

Where are you going?

I'm gonna check the antenna.

Maybe the damn thing blew down.

Be careful, dear.

What the hell is that?

- It's them!

- You're crazy!

There's a real gremlin in my cab!

Hello, Anderson.

Wanna mail something, do you?

Just a last-minute package, Father.

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