Krampus Unleashed Page #6

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(engine rumbles)

David!

- Honey, please!

- Slow down before

you kill all of us!

- Shut up, shut up, shut up!

- Don't you tell me to shut up.

- You're distractin' me!

(engine rumbles)

Keep it up and I guarantee you

we're gonna have an accident!

- Look out!

(tires squeal)

(shattering crash)

(groaning)

(coughing)

- Everyone okay?

- No, Dad.

- Everyone alive at least?

Sh*t.

Okay.

It's on foot from here I guess.

- Great plan, Uncle Dave.

- You got a better one, Fiona?

How far is it to town from here?

- The fastest way'll

be through the desert.

Let's go, go.

- Viv.

Baby.

(ominous instrumental music)

Oh my God.

No.

- Mom?

- [David] No, no, no.

(melancholic instrumental music)

(banging)

- [Troy] You killed her.

You f***ing freak,

you killed her!

You killed my mother.

(fleshy smack)

- Hey, Troy!

- Come on, man.

- [Troy] Get your damn

hands off me, lady!

- Son, please,

I'm so sorry.

(melancholic instrumental music)

- We gotta go.

That thing's still out there.

- Too late, he's already here.

- Okay, Mister, time

to snap out of it.

Let's go.

- No, you go, get

the kids to safety.

- Mister, there is brave,

and there's stupid.

Let's go.

- Go!

Go!

(kids shout)

(suspenseful instrumental music)

(pulsing heartbeat)

(David shouts)

(groaning)

(screaming)

(dramatic instrumental music)

(tires crunch)

(banging)

- [Dan] State police!

(banging)

State police, I'm coming in!

State police!

State police, come out

with your hands up.

111 to dispatch.

- Go ahead.

- This place is deserted.

There's nobody here.

- Yeah, the woman hung up on me.

How do you wanna proceed?

- Uh, right now

I'm not too sure.

Any word on my back-up

and that cadaver unit?

- I've called everyone,

from the Forest Service

to the Country Sheriff.

Word's gone out but

all they'll tell me

is they're en route.

- You gotta be kiddin' me.

- It's Christmas Eve, Dan.

What do you want me to say?

- Look, just, just

keep me posted, okay?

- Be careful out there, Dan.

Somethin' strange is goin' on.

(crickets chirp)

(crunching footsteps)

(Troy gasping)

- [Tommy] Come on,

Troy, hurry up.

- Eat me.

- The monster'll do that for me

if you don't hurry up.

- If you lose that

backpack, we'll move faster.

- Yeah, what's in there anyways?

- Don't worry about it.

- Come on, guys,

we're almost at Old

Man Coop's place.

From there, we can catch

a ride back into town.

Tommy, help him.

- Come on.

- I don't need your

help, half-pint.

- Come on, let's move,

come on, come on!

(dog barking)

(fence rattles)

(banging)

Hey, Coop, you home?

It's Bonnie.

(banging)

Hey, Coop.

- Bonnie, what the hell are

you doin' out here, girl?

- I'd tell ya, but I don't think

you'd believe us.

- Friends of yours?

- Listen, we need

to get into town.

You still got that old

beater truck of yours?

- She don't run.

Hasn't since last winter

when her engine froze up on me.

- Well that's just wonderful.

- Well, come on in.

- Go ahead, go.

Go, move!

- [Coop] The place is

a bit cramped but, uh,

do your best to make

yourselves to home.

- We really can't stay,

there's somethin' after us.

- There's an evil moon

in the sky tonight.

I've seen this once before.

- [Bonnie] When?

- I was a young

man, just about, uh,

the age of this feller.

I'd taken up with a gang

of treasure hunters.

(discordant rumblings)

Our leader was a fella

named Clay Olson.

And he met this German

that claimed to know

the location of the

Klaus Younger loot.

(laughs)

- Who's Klaus Younger?

- Klaus and Younger were

a pair of Hessian outlaws,

said to be the deadliest

pistols of their day.

They robbed every bank,

stage, train, and pay house

from here to Santa Fe.

So you can imagine

our excitement

when we thought we'd

found their stash.

- Did you find it?

- [Coop] Yeah,

but let's just say

it wasn't what we expected.

- This is it, Clayton, payday.

(chuckling)

(rattling)

- [Clayton] What the hell?

- Looks like laundry.

- [Clayton] Wait,

I feel somethin'.

- [Coop] Looked like a bust.

All we found was this

slick black stone

about the size of a football.

- Wait, you, you

mean like, like this?

- My rock.

- Where'd ya get that?

- I found it this

afternoon at the creek

by my granddad's house.

- Well that's the one,

and that's why the

Krampus is chasin' you.

- The Krampus?

- All these years, the

Krampus has laid in wait.

Now, somehow, one of

y'all's waken him.

- Christ, Coop, this

is crazy, even for you.

- I don't get it.

How can a stupid

rock cause all this?

- 'Cause it ain't

no ordinary rock.

- What's that?

- I searched high

and low to find this.

I spent a whole lotta time.

I knew for sure that one

day it'd come in real handy.

Ah, here we are.

Well now, that there is what's

called the summonin' stone.

In ancient times, it was used

to bring evil spirits

into the world.

Trouble is, very few learned how

to control the

creature once summoned.

Legend says Cleopatra was one.

St. Nicholas the other.

- Santa?

- Don't tell me you

believe in Santa Claus.

- No, every legend's

based on a shred of truth.

- Does this book tell

us how to control him?

Like St. Nicholas?

- No, but it does tell

us how to stop him.

- Great, how?

- Well here you

have your elements.

Earth, fire, and water.

Now it's fire that awakens him.

One mere spark hits the stone,

then it brings

the curse to life.

- But how do we

reverse the curse?

- Well, he must be returned

to the Netherworld.

Buried under stone and earth.

Once his thirst for

blood is quenched,

he'll return himself, as

he did all those years ago.

But since he's still chasin' ya,

it's clear that he's

not finished yet.

- So,

so we have to bury him then.

Great idea.

Anyone got a shovel?

- Just a stone's throw from here

is the entrance to

the Vulture Mine.

It was closed back in the 1880's

when the diggers

hit the water table.

- This is really crazy.

- How are we supposed to

get him to go in there?

- Well, that's the easy part.

The Krampus is

drawn to the stone.

If we bring that with

us into the mine,

and, rest assured, he'll follow.

We'll bring him close,

we light the fuse,

and run like hell,

and we bring the whole

mountain down on him.

- Light the fuse?

- Yeah, dynamite.

- No, no, this is the dumbest

thing I've ever heard.

Coop, our best bet

is to get to town

and get some help.

- What kind of help you

reckon you'll find there?

Bullets won't kill him.

Hell, an A-bomb won't.

Now you're the folks

that's woken him up.

And that's who he's after.

So even if you make it to town,

a lot of good people

are gonna die.

- Then we have to stop him.

- Well I've studied the

Krampus all my life,

and I know that the

only way to stop him

after he's awoken

is to send him back

to the depths of hell.

People said I was crazy,

but I knew that

one day he'd awaken

and come back to

finish what he started.

And, at long last,

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