Maximum Overdrive

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Honey, come on over here, sugar buns!

This machine just called me an a**hole!

I knock.

Jesus Christ, do you|know how to play this game?

Sure!

Well, then, why don't|you make your last draw?

The bridge is going up!

It can't be! That light was green!|- Stop!

What the f***!

Look out!

Far out!

It's gonna bump!

The light's green. The|cross bar never went down.

You goddamn stupid a**hole!

Can't you see we've|got a situation here?

So, you get Mickey mantle|over to the baseball game?

You go on and joke all you want.

He hit three balls over the fence.|Once of 'em must've gone 250 feet.

Holy God, look at that thing!

I'll get it.

Handy, you son-of-a-b*tch! I thought|you was down in Texas.

No, that was last week.

You like that?

That's some rig, alright.|- Give her a big drink.

I gotta have some coffee.|- Right.

Hey, men.|- Handy.

This damn thing!

What's the matter?

Well, this thing was workin'|just fine a few minutes ago...

...and now I can't get|pea-turkey on it.

Do you wanna bring me a coffee when|you get done jerkin' on that thing?

Robinson.

Robinson, get in here, boy.

I got eggs on!

I don't give a lady bug!|I want you in here now!

Wanda, shut that radio off and|mind them eggs for Billy!

Your mama!

Steve Gayton, Mr. Hendershot,|Duncan Keller's had an accident.

Sh*t! What happened to him?

He got diesel in his eyes.|I'll be damned if I know how.

Is that all? Flush|his eyes. Leave me alone.

I got me some talkin' to do in here. I|gotta wipe everybody's ass around here.

Shitty job, but I reckon somebody's|gotta do it. Ain't that right, Bubba?

No. Lemme, lemme get this straight now.

You want me to work for nine hours...

...and only clock in for eight?

I know you've been to college, boy.

Screw that... not this kid.

You know what that|star means, don't you?

You ain't that obtuse, are you?|Parole, boy!

Your ass belongs to me or it|belongs to the state of North Carolina.

You've got one hell of a|racket goin' here, ain't you?

Put that back in the rack|for me on your way by, would you?

Thank you, Bubba.

Sh*t!

Wanda, honey, you want me|to get that cup of coffee myself?

Bill!

It's getting' outta hand in here!

You ain't talkin' about me,|are you honey?

Jesus Christ!

Those eggs comin'|pony express or what?

Just a minute, Sir!

It's biting me! Make it stop!|- What is?

That knife! That knife!

Quick, quick a rag!|Somebody give me a rag!

That knife go rabid on you,|sweet thing?

It turned it motor on and it bit me.

Short circuit, maybe.|- There it goes again!

It's on again!

It's still goin'!

Look at that sucker! Nail it!

Now what?

Safe!

Come on, sodas! I'm buyin'!

You guys can help me|pick stuff up, y'know?

No sodas!

What the hell?

Sh*t!

Coach, are you okay?

Come on, coach!

You'd better give up, sugar pie.

I haven't been able to get something|since half an hour or so.

I must have a broken antenna|or something.

By the moment the information...

How far you goin'|up the road, sugar pie?

It depends on how long you|can keep your hands to yourself.

What's that, sweet thing?|I didn't quite catch it.

I said, I don't really know.|- Just driftin', huh?

I know what it's like. I've been|driftin' myself now for about 10 years.

When I started in this business,|about eight years ago...

Right after I got outta the army...|- I got somethin'.

I bet you did.

broke down.

are pouringing over wire services.

bulletins as they come in.

repeat this urgent message.

If you are near a major highway...

Get away at!

Sh*t!|- What's wrong there, sweet thing?

Go in there.

If you don't get your hand off my|leg you're gonna be wipin' your ass...

...with a hook the next time|you take a dump.

I swear I never heard no|talk like that when I was a boy.

What the hell are you doing, girl?|What's the matter with you?

Lordy, Lordy, girl!|You goin' crazy or somethin'?

Did you hear anything that man said?

Are you... are you on something?

Oh, Jesus!|- Wait a minute! Wait a minute!

Don't you go walkin'|away from me like that!

You come back here, girl!

Come back here and listen to me!|- Sweeten my shorts!

I swear, sometimes I think this old|world forgot what good manners is!

Here I go, give you a|ride in my brand new car...

...and look at the|garbage comin' outta your mouth!

Do you know what I think?|I think it's a damn!

Look at what that|stuff does to people!

The whole civilization is|about to make them fall.

You think the newspapers|are any better?

You know it ain't newspapers that are|gonna save this world or even tv!

I'm tellin' you right here and now as|far as I said, all that's...

...from the son, Jesus!|- It ain't full yet!

Shepherd, I shall not want!

Jesus, what the hell happened here?|- I don't know.

What in the dickens|is goin' on around here?

That's a damn good question, isn't it?

That was your rig, wasn't it, Handy?|- Yeah.

Well then, who was drivin' it?|- I don't know.

But he must've been|a hot-wire champion.

Hell's bells!

We gotta get some gas.

Well, that's good 'cause|I gotta go to the ladies.

Can I come in and watch?

No, you cannot come in and watch.

Ouch! Shoot!

Did you see?|- What, honey?

Never mind.

Oh, Jesus!

Curt!

Curtis!

Is he dead?

Great God!

I need some ethyl.

Curt, I don't like this!

Curtis!

Are you dead?

Sh*t!

My God.

Get in right now!

Go! Go! Go!

The other way! The other way!

Come on, honey!

You stop that yelling! You know|I can'ty drive when you shout at me!

Boy, ain't this a no|count piece of sh*t!

You do what I said with that body?

Got him downstairs, sure.

Pretty crispy, Mr. Hendershot.|What happened?

F***ed if I know, Bubba.

F***ed if I know.

So, anybody in there?

No, not now.

You're cute.

Yeah? Am I?

Not that cute.

Well, maybe I'll grow on you.

Look at that. There's nothing!

Did you ever see that much nothing|at ten fifteen in the morning, hero?

Name's Bill.

Hi, Bill. Brett.

Although microwave relays...

since nine o'clock this morning...

appears to be occurring everywhere.

Moscow...

are the same.

operating themselves...

an agency we don't understand...

homicidal rampage.

slowly than others.

completely certain this morning.

machine is to be trusted.

Unplug all the electrical appliances.

If you have a truck or car...

Let me tell you right now,|boy and girl.

That this beautiful American|truth way Bible...

...with fine git edge an full page|color picturesy can be yours for...

...9,95. Wait a minute before you say|anything, let me tell you something.

This Bible has everything in it.

From the creation of this beautiful|world of ours to the fall of mankind.

Look, Duncan, just,|hang on a little longer, alright?

I gotta find my boy. Christ!|What's goin' on out there?

Look, man. You can't even see!

I can see just fine.

I don't wanna pop you one, Joe.|You keep yapping' at me, I'm goin'!

Duncan? Duncan!

What's he doin'?

You really goin' after Deke, man?|- Yeah.

Look, how many fingers do you see?

Eight, twelve?

Alright, so I got a little double|vision. But it's clearin' up, Bill.

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