Mosquito Page #3
- R
- Year:
- 1994
- 92 min
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Are you insinuating that my brother
and I have done anything wrong?
No, no, not at all.
We're just trying to make it
into the city.
Well, maybe we have done something
wrong, and maybe we haven't.
But our paths have crossed now
and you've just come to the end of yours.
Hey, what's going on out here?
Whoa there, cowboy!
Hey, Earl, look what I found.
Hey, you a**hole.
Oh, sh*t.
Well, ugly, it looks like those mosquitoes
got themselves some dinner.
Hey, man you can't just leave us here
with those things.
They got my cousin. They nearly got me.
Shut up. Come on, Parks.
Let's get the hell out of here.
Those things are coming.
We can't just leave them out here.
No, we better bring them along.
Grab some rope.
Come on, hurry up.
Let's go!
All right, you guys in the back.
Let's go, move it.
No, they didn't do anything wrong.
Parks, let's get the hell out of here.
- They're on the roof.
- Step on it, Parks.
Doesn't really matter, pretty boy.
They're gonna get us all anyway.
Take a nap, pal.
- Ray!
- Megan!
Ray!
Oh, no, they're coming back.
Untie us. Untie us.
Whoa.
Shoot the bug!
Hendricks, shut the door!
Ray, give me a hand!
Shut up, you nap-haired idiot. I'm trying.
Toss me the ax!
Thanks for the hatchet, girlie.
All right, you a**hole, let her go.
Don't be such a hothead, pretty boy.
All I wanted is the motor home here.
Now, drop the gun.
Don't listen to him, Ray.
Don't hurt her, man,
or I swear I'll kill you.
Drop the gun. Drop it.
You too.
Parks?
There's no way we can survive out there.
Fine then, you can come with us,
but we're going the other way.
Back into those woods?
You really are crazy.
I have my reasons.
Yeah? Well, they don't work with ours.
Look, we are not giving up this truck!
Then the girl dies.
You're a dead man.
Boy, men a lot better than you
have said the same thing many times.
Don't move, ugly.
This is your last chance.
Give up the camper.
Or next time the cut will be a lot deeper.
Earl, can't we just ride
with them till morning?
They can drop us off,
and then we'll be on our merry way.
- Shut up!
- Ray!
You little b*tch.
Damn straight.
That's my girl.
Whoa!
Get them off me. Help.
Whoa!
We're going over.
Listen, a**hole, from now on,
if you're gonna be staying with us,
you are gonna have to listen to me
'cause if you don't,
I will kill you myself
and leave you out there with those bugs.
Hey, man you're the one
that wrecked the camper.
Earl, are you all right?
I can't believe what that girl did to you.
Forget it, Junior. Where's the cash?
I don't know, I... I mean,
I think I left it on the trailer.
Forget the cash, Junior.
Let's get out of here.
Hey, man what the hell?
Well? Now what?
Those things won't take long to find us.
We better find a place
to hide until morning.
- I'm tired of running.
- We all are, Ray.
Look, I already told your brother,
and now I'm telling you,
if you are gonna be sticking with us, you
are gonna have to start listening to me.
Don't worry, tough guy,
we're going our own way.
You don't have anything we want anyways,
but don't kid yourself.
If you had something, we'd take it.
You know, if I didn't feel so shitty
right now, I'd kick your ass.
Ray.
Oh, you feeling tough, man?
Come on, let's go.
- Ray...
- Don't worry, Meg,
this guy ain't nothing to me.
No, Ray. They're coming.
Come on, come on!
I found a place.
We can hide until morning.
I got you covered. Go, go.
Earl!
Earl!
Junior. Run, man, run.
That's Junior.
You can't go out there, man.
Junior!
You can't help him now. He's a dead man.
Go, get in there.
Hurry up, they're coming.
Hey, folks, we got company.
- Oh, damn.
- Move back.
Move back.
They're in the pipe!
Blast 'em!
Come on Parks, move fast.
Hit them again, Hendricks.
They're close, man, real close.
- Go to the left.
- No, go to the right.
- Cowboys always go to the right.
- Well, pick one of them.
They're coming, Parks.
We're stuck.
They're coming from everywhere.
- What are we gonna do?
- Grab a tunnel! Grab a tunnel!
Blast 'em!
Got it.
More shells.
That's it. No more shells for me.
I'm out, too.
We only got a few left.
We need something to burn.
How's this?
Give me a shirt. Give me a shirt.
Come on, give me a shirt.
Come on. Come on.
Give me your shirt, Ray.
That does it.
The bastards are afraid of fire.
Just like the little ones.
That does it, I...
I think we'll be safe here until morning.
What about the smoke?
There's enough draft to keep it going.
I'm beginning to think
getting out of here alive
is kind of like wishing
for ice water in hell.
This is hell.
We aren't gonna get out of here.
You're wrong, Earl.
Both you guys are wrong.
We're at a great advantage here.
We know more about those things
than anybody else out there.
Perhaps Megan's right.
Now let's... let's figure out what
we do know about these things.
They're big.
Yeah, right. What else?
The thing I find so strange
is that mosquitoes, real ones,
I mean, the little ones,
They take the blood,
and they nourish their eggs with it.
These things don't seem to stop.
I mean, they seem relentless.
Their motive seems to be to kill.
Don't you find it just
a little more than coincidence
that you happen to be out here
investigating a fallen meteor,
and suddenly we find ourselves
in the middle of all this?
But it's like I already said.
If that's the case then why...
why just mosquitoes?
I don't know, doc.
You're the scientist, you tell me.
Could it be that your meteor crashed
into a swamp filled with mosquito eggs?
Yes, yes, and perhaps we just happen
to haven't been witness
to the giant fish or frogs that too
might have been affected by this thing.
And that is a real possibility.
Hey, doc, that's science fiction bullshit.
No, Hendricks.
You are living in science fact.
Tomorrow, we get back on the track
of Park's meteor.
It might give us some clues.
The only thing I'm obligated to do
is cover my ass.
God bless you, brother.
Hold on a minute. I wanna try something.
Yeah, it's just as I suspected.
Those mosquitoes
are making these bodies radioactive.
I think you guys are on to something.
Now, this has got to be connected
to that meteor.
Now, we find that meteor,
and we find the origin of these bugs,
- and then...
- And then what?
And then we get rid of them.
Whatever it takes.
I knew it. I knew you were gonna say that.
I could have stayed
in my little cubby hole under that boat
till the cops showed up, but no!
You guys had to come along
and find me and now I'm on a mission
to save the world from giant mosquitoes.
Man, the late show
doesn't get any better than this.
- I'm still not sure about this.
- Why?
I don't understand
why we don't stick to the road.
You can always go back to the road.
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