Monster Trucks Page #3

Could we get equipment there?

Hmm.

Well, it was

a pretty rough drive

in my Jeep.

There's a good dirt road

after the strip mine,

but after that

it's all off-road.

Good job.

What about our pows?

Well, we're still

working on it,

but if that third one

is alive out there somewhere,

we'll find it.

Stop! Stop.

Give me some space.

Meredith:
Morning.

Tripp:
Morning.

So, instead of

getting him out of there,

you built more stuff

to keep him in.

This thing is

kind of awesome.

Like, strong and smart.

Really smart.

He can learn anything, fast.

Oh, and I gave him a name.

Isn't that right, creech?

You named him creech?

He's got these

hair-like things

on its tentacles.

Cilia, right?

They can generate

a massive amount of torque,

especially once

i scored the axles

to make more

surface area to grip.

And that's at each tire.

So, imagine

the angular velocity

when it's not all spread out

from one differential.

You're not dumb.

What?

Nothing.

Um...

So...

I press the gas,

the throttle wire

pulls these levers,

which open these blinders.

Right? Right?

It's like

the truck's

a wheelchair for it.

Uh, no. It's like...

It is an engine

for my truck.

Watch.

Yes! Yes! Yes!

Did you see that?

Okay.

Hey!

See, it's not so hard.

Okay.

Come on.

You got it!

Whoo!

Show-off!

No way!

Whoa!

Lift this up,

would you?

Stop.

Meredith:
But this thing

is important, right?

Shouldn't we tell somebody?

Tripp:
You think

he'll be better off

with somebody poking at him,

trying to figure

out what he is?

First of all, how do you

know that it's a "he"?

And secondly,

as a youth for

animal rights activist,

I feel responsible

for the well-being

of that animal.

Tripp:
He's fine.

He's happy.

Hey!

Hey, stop!

Meredith:
I'm just saying,

he came from somewhere.

He has a home.

Don't you think

he wants to go back there?

Tripp:
Sure,

but he's safe in here

in the meantime.

Besides, he's having fun.

He's like a kid with

his first tricycle.

I'm going to see

my dad at pankeska.

Was he at pankeska rock

when that accident happened?

Yeah.

Meredith:
I'm coming with you.

Okay, creech,

let's get you fed.

I'll get you back.

Uh...

Great.

Hey.

Hey.

I like your truck.

What is this?

You know

what this looks like?

This looks like

if a garbage truck

took a dump.

And not like a normal dump.

Like a really bad one.

That's what this looks like.

Thanks.

Anytime.

Ouch.

That sound weird to you?

How is a monster living

in the hood of your car

supposed to sound?

He's probably fine.

Um... okay.

Why is he moving like this?

I don't know.

He's hyper.

Why would he be hyper

all of a sudden?

It's what he ate.

Gasoline is oil, but with...

Added chemicals!

What the...

Okay. I think now is

a good time to take charge.

Let go!

I can see better than you.

Meredith:
Uh...

Hey, what are you doing?

Get back in there!

Tripp! Tripp!

Watch out!

Tripp:
Oh, no.

What are you doing?

Tripp:
No, no, no!

Get back in there!

I'm driving!

I said, let go!

Oh, gosh, I touched his eye!

Tripp:
No, no, no.

Watch me unload this lemon

on old man overalls here.

No! No! No!

Okay. Right!

Sorry.

Okay, new rule,

no feeding creature gasoline.

So, you don't like

the bacteria cultures, huh?

How about nematodes?

Don't like those, either.

Hmm.

Well...

You must eat

something out there

under those oil beds.

Hi.

Dad?

Hey, dad.

It's Tripp.

Tripp.

Well, it sure is.

Look at you.

Ah. Don't want to get

my grime all over you.

Right.

This yours?

Yeah.

The truck, not the girl.

I figured the girl's yours.

No.

Not really.

Hi. I'm Meredith.

Wade.

This is something.

This is solid.

This is solid work.

Yeah. Thanks.

Come on up.

Why don't you park it

at my trailer?

I'm just gonna call my guys,

tell them I won't be

at the bar.

Yeah.

It's small,

but it's a roof and a bed.

It's only temporary

for work, right?

I mean, you have

a permanent place somewhere?

Uh, yeah, well,

this does the job.

I'm not inside much, anyway.

They got us

working 12-hour shifts.

Were you working when,

uh, that accident happened?

Oh, yeah.

There's all these rumors

i read online about it.

What happened?

This stays in here, all right?

Yeah.

Yeah.

They drug something

out of the ground that night.

Pushed so far down,

it was like the earth got mad

and let something bad out.

But they say

it was a pocket of gas,

so I guess it was

a pocket of gas, huh?

Yeah.

What do I know?

Right?

I left something on the bus.

You guys stay here,

I'll be right back.

We'll have some wings.

Well, at least we know

where that thing came from.

Those guys the other night

must have been from terravex.

They don't want

anyone to know

about the creature.

Well, they

wouldn't be able to drill

if there was some

new species living

on top of the oil.

I'm gonna go

check on him.

Probably not good

to leave him alone long.

Dad?

These men want to have

a word with you, Tripp.

They want

their truck back.

Their truck? I built that!

Look. Your mother

called me last night.

She saw me on TV,

thought you'd maybe come

up here and try to find me.

You sold me out.

To them.

I'm not selling you out

to no one.

I just wanna do what's best.

For who?

We just want to

talk to you, son.

Watch it!

I'm not going

anywhere with you!

Yes, you are.

Wade:
Just listen

to him, Tripp.

You're not the police.

You don't have

the right to take him.

This is private property.

Our private property.

Get off of me!

Get in the truck.

Get in the truck.

I'll hurt you, kid.

I will.

It's the truck!

That thing is in the truck!

Yeah, I'm just pulling in now.

Listen, I don't want you

to worry, okay?

If he's here,

I'll have him home by dinner.

Move over! I'm driving!

Oh, really?

I gotta go.

Tripp?

Whoo!

Yes!

Tripp!

What the heck

is going on here?

Big truck,

big truck, big truck!

Tripp.

No. I'm not stopping

and I'm not giving up

the truck.

No. Go faster!

Okay. We got him.

Fan out. Cut him off.

Don't let him out of town.

We're not gonna fit.

I think we can do it.

It worked!

Move! Go!

Whoa!

What?

Did you train him

to do this?

Yes.

Ah...

I have no idea

how he learned this.

Did that just happen?

Oh, yeah, it did!

Uh...

Wall!

Watch this.

Oh!

Oh...

We're driving on a roof.

Tripp:
Get out of

our way, pigeons!

Whoa! Did you see that?

Tripp:
Hang on!

No way.

I want to stay

on the roof now!

Did you hear that?

The train.

So what?

That thing

is five miles long.

If we can put that

in between us and them,

we'll get

a 10 minute head start.

Oh. How about a plan b?

Tripp:
No time

for a plan b.

Besides,

i think we lost them.

Tripp, I don't think

we're going to make it.

We'll make it!

We're not going fast enough!

Slow down!

Brakes!

Tripp!

Yeah! Way to go, creech!

Hey! What are you doing,

chasing that boy

all over my county?

It's a private

company security matter!

You're putting

lives in danger.

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