Horror House on Highway Five Page #2

"has been mysteriously vacated."

Hmm.

(rock and roll music)

(expectant uneasy music)

- Bring that stuff up here.

Don't go down in that door,

that's where they

kept Bartholomew.

(fast-paced uneasy music)

You stay away from that place.

(fast-paced uneasy music)

She's doing okay,

she'll come around in a moment.

You got that iron ready yet?

- Not yet.

- Well, it looks alright to me.

Come on, let's do it to her!

(speaking German)

What's wrong?

What's wrong with you?

Look at you, you've got a boner!

(speaking German)

- Gary, don't.

Gary, no!

No! No, Gary, don't!

Don't, don't, don't!

Gary, no! No!

Ah!

(speaking German)

- What's wrong?

Why did you stop?

- The f***ing thing is too hot.

- Of course it's hot.

Now, come on!

- She was screaming.

- You never heard a

little yelling before?

Alright, give it to me.

Come on, give me the iron!

(tense music)

Ah!

(tense music)

Oh, you'll hear

some screaming now!

- I'll use this.

I'll hit you With it!

I Will!

- It's cold.

Heat it up again.

(slow uneasy music)

(Playful music)

Gary!

(Playful music)

Gary!

(alternative active music)

- Sure is nice out here.

Not many houses though.

Hey, look, there's a house

over there in the woods.

There's another one.

(fast-paced tense music)

Ahm, from this road here

it should be up

here to the right.

(alternative active music)

(thumping)

(tense music)

What you do? Run over something?

My God, the chemicals, we

could have been exploded!

- Where are my glasses?

Where are my glasses?

Oh, no, they're broken.

(alternative active music)

- Oh, well, you get that ready.

I'm gonna take a look around,

see what I can see

on this hill up here.

(alternative active music)

- What you let her loose for?

- Well, she should be free,

not in shackles.

- [Marbuse] She'll

only run away again.

- It's for your own good.

- The time is right,

we can't delay.

- [Gary] Let her rest.

- Bartholomew is around.

I can feel him!

- I thought he was dead.

- You can't speak of someone

like that being dead.

Now, we've got to

do the ceremony.

- Well, we don't

have to use her.

- It says right

here in the book.

We gotta start

with a live person.

- Let her rest.

(relaxing music)

- [Louise] How you doing?

okay-

lguess.

The hell is this dead cat for?

- [Louise] Dead cat?

- There's a dead cat in here,

it's cut up, disemboweled.

Who put it here?

- Dead cat?

I certainly didn't.

- Geez, it's dark out.

There's no stars out tonight.

Where's the garbage can at?

- Over there, by

the street light.

- You know, Bartholomew

used to do stuff like this.

Cut up animals,

people too.

- Please throw it away.

(expectant music)

(tense music)

- Hey, Louise,

there's a dead guy

in the trash can back there.

- A dead man?

In the trash can?

- Come on, see for yourself!

(tense music)

Look, let's go back to town.

We can finish the test tomorrow.

I don't wanna stay

here another night.

I'll drive.

(engine failing to start)

There's oil leaking

all over the place,

something is busted.

Oh, man.

- So we'll stay here.

(expectant music)

(rock and roll music)

- My dad says that

a college degree

is as important as the

high school diploma was

when he was a kid.

- Hey, Joe, tell your Dad

to eat sh*t.

(rock and roll music)

Hey, Joe, you're

going kind of fast,

you better slow down.

- I'm full of hot beer

and I'm ready to go.

(tires screeching)

Who does that dope think he is?

Standing on the road like that?

Hey, jerk!

Get out of the way!

He gave me the fingeroo!

I think he is!

- No, he's standing there,

he's not doing anything.

- Get out of the road,

you f***ing zombie!

Hey, I'm gonna f*** you, man.

You gotta be the

biggest, dumbest,

ugliest, most f***ed

up I've ever seen.

Look at him!

He don't do nothing,

he don't say nothing.

- You better be careful.

He's a big mother.

- What the hell?

Oh, just, just wait

a minute, friend.

Don't get riled, you know?

Just have a little fun.

Whoa, whoa, wait, wait!

Whoa, whoa! No, hey, man!

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

Hey!

Hey!

Oh, sh*t! Oh!

Oh, Oh!Ah!

Ah!

(rock and roll music)

(slow funny music)

(fast-paced tense music)

(tires screeching)

(thumping)

- What's wrong with you?

You just ran that guy over!

You must have a low IQ!

You can't be dead.

Oh, Jesus.

(tense music)

You can't be alive.

(tense music)

(expectant music)

- You know, I was

at the library today

reading about Bartholomew.

You know what they say?

They say that back in the '60s

when the government

got through with him

that he flipped out, he

became this LSD guru,

he started saying all

kinds of crazy things,

he got into black magic.

And then all the people

he was hanging outwith

started disappearing,

and then he disappeared.

People thought he was

dead but no one knew.

- You think that pot is

helping you to think straight?

- Sh*t.

You're right,

this stuff is

making me paranoid.

Louise,

we got some chemicals,

you think we could make a bomb

or something with the rocket?

- I guess we could.

Would that make you

feel any better?

- It certainly would.

There.

Anybody tries to

f*** with us now

they'll get blown sky high.

- Well, it'll scare them anyhow.

- What, it won't kill 'em?

- Well, maybe if they are standing

right on top of the explosives.

Yeah, this will

make you feel safe.

Okay, you pull in the

back of this, ignite it

and then you let it go.

And this functions as a

rocket launcher, okay?

Very careful, don't get it wet.

- Alright, ready

for anything now.

(rock and roll music)

- Gary, look.

More bugs.

I figured out where

they're coming from.

They're coming out of my head.

The brain parasites.

Maggots are infesting my mind!

- Does it hurt?

- Look in my ear.

You see these little f***ers?

- Hmmm.

Nothing there either.

- How about my mouth?

UP top maybe?

- Nah.

- Or in my nose?

- Nothing!

- Gary, the f***ing bugs

are eating my brain.

That means I'm

gonna be dead soon.

Bartholomew was here.

His presence is all around.

Now,

let me loose on the girl!

- Where is Bartholomew?

- You'll see him when

the time is right.

Gary!

- With that maggots on

ohe brain stuff, huh?

You ever hear such a thing?

- No, I never did.

- Me neither!

I think you're getting

a little screwy,

but that might be more from

the hammer on the brain

than those bugs.

- The hour is at hand,

everything is ready,

and I have to deal with

impatient mind maggots

and a buffoon like you!

- Are you okay?

- Gary, let's get out

of here, let's get away.

- Just the two of us?

- Right, just the two of us.

- Well, I'd like that.

For sure.

But it's so

complicated out there.

So many people.

I mean, suppose that

you like somebody else.

I'd go nuts!

- I won't like anybody

else! Give me the key!

- I guess you don't

like this place, huh?

- Gary, we can go off together

to some place beautiful.

- I know what's wrong.

This place, it's a mess.

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