Phantasm
- R
- Year:
- 1979
- 88 min
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Oh!
Oh!
- Oh!
- Oh!
Oh, oh, baby.
Oh!
Tommy, Tommy.
Ah!
- Oh!
- Oh!
Oh, oh!
Oh! Oh, that was great, baby.
Jody.
Hi, Reg.
How's it goin'?
Tommy's gone.
It's, uh...
it's a hell of a way to end a tro.
It's hard to believe.
Killed himself.
Hey, I, uh...
I'm gonna go visit somebody. Uh...
- I'll catch you inside.
- Yeah.
The funeral is about to begin... sir!
OK... sir.
It was a good idea not to let
your brother come to the funeral
and see Tommy like this.
Yeah, after Mom and Dad's funeral,
he had nightmares for weeks.
And forgive us our debts
as we forgive our debtors.
Lead us not into temptation
but deliver us from evil...
Hey, I don't like this place.
Well, say goodbye to Tommy.
Let's just get the hell outta here.
Hi, Michael.
Hi. Is your grandmother home?
Sure, come in.
Grandmother, Michael has returned
Grandmother is pleased you've come
and wants to know what's bothering you.
Uh, tell her that I, um...
She can hear you.
Oh, yeah.
Uh... it's Jody again.
I found out that he's leaving.
I think
it's one of these headers in here.
- Hey, Toby!
- Hey!
- So what brings you back?
- Tommy.
Yeah... yeah, shoot.
I just don't get off on funerals, man.
They give me the creeps.
I just wanna tell you
I heard about your folks. I'm sorry.
Yeah, thank you, man.
just about get over anything.
- So, I hear you've been out on the road.
- Yeah.
How come you're hanging
around this dump?
Well, I'm taking care of the kid.
Sh*t, I'd think after all that action,
this town'd drive you nuts.
You're damn right.
Now the kid's 13, I'm thinking
of sending him off to live with his aunt,
but I'll tell you, he ain't gonna like it.
As it is, he follows me everywhere,
it's like he knows I'm gonna leave.
He's a tough little kid. I love him.
I'm gonna miss him.
Grandmother says not to worry.
If he does leave, he'll take you with him.
- God, I hope she's right.
- She always is.
There's somethin' else.
I'm really scared about something I did.
I was messing around up at Morningside
Cemetery and I saw something...
something really scary.
Michael,
Grandmother wants to play a little game.
Wow! How did you do that?
Put your hand in the box.
- What's in it?
- Just put your hand in the black box.
OK, but what's in it?
- Hey, this thing really hurts!
- Don't fear, Michael.
- I can't get my hand out!
- Don't fear.
- Gimme back my hand!
- Don't fear!
It was simply a reflection.
Fear is the killer.
That's what Grandmother
wants you to learn.
Boy, that really hurt.
It was all in your mind.
Um, yeah.
Come and visit us again soon.
Yeah.
Hi, Reg.
- Writin' a new tune?
- Yeah, working on it.
# I'm just a-sittin' here at midnight #
All right.
# And I'll be sittin' here till noon
# You see my lady left me lonely
# Yes, she did
# My baby left me blue #
Oh!
Huh! Whew!
All right. We're hot as love, you know.
Well, uh, let's see.
It's, uh, just right up the street.
This is, uh... kinda spooky, isn't it?
No, it's exciting.
So, uh... what's the only thing to do
in this town?
Well, it's, uh, something...
Oh.
- Wow!
- Wow!
Oh.
What the heck?
Wait here. It's my little brother.
I think he's got some kind of a problem.
Mike!
What's wrong with you, man?
There's something up there.
I know it, I saw it!
What?
OK, look, I was following you guys.
I didn't mean any harm,
but it's out there, it's gonna get me!
What's out there?
I don't know. It was... it was little and brown
and low to the ground.
It's probably just a gopher in heat.
It wasn't any gopher!
Where's that girl, anyway?
She's waitin' back there for me, you idiot!
Hear that?
Nah, it's only the wind.
You better go get her
before it gets her.
You got some kind of overactive
imagination or somethin', man?
Look, tell you what...
You go on home.
I'll talk to you when I get back.
- You sure you're gonna be OK?
- Ah, get outta here.
Did that chick I left with last night
ever come back in here?
What happened? You get a hold
of something you couldn't handle?
Nah, she just ditched out on me, I guess.
We were, uh, messin' around
out there at Morningside.
- At the funeral parlour?
- Mm.
The cemetery.
Jody, is that you?
You hit my f***in' foot, man!
You won't believe this, but these things
were here and they were gonna get me!
Ah, gimme a break, will you?
They were jumping on the car,
making these weird sounds.
Sure it wasn't that retarded kid, Timmy?
No, it was the same thing
that chased me last night!
Well, what are we gonna do?
You're crazy, man.
Huh.
Um...
Oh, sh*t!
I gotta talk to you.
- And it's in that box?
- Yep.
OK, I believe you.
Jesus!
What's goin' on up there?
Well, there's somethin' I didn't tell you.
I was spying on Tommy's funeral
from the groves.
After everybody left, that tall man
picked up Tommy's coffin all by himself,
- put it in the hearse, and drove off.
- You're crazy.
I helped carry that sucker myself,
it must have weighed over 500 pounds.
I can't figure this thing out.
But I do know one thing.
Something weird is going on up there.
We're going for the sheriff.
Go get your... evidence.
All right!
That's funny.
Jody! Jody!
The garbage disposal. Come on.
You ready? Go!
Would you look at that.
Hi, guys.
Thought I'd come and see what was goin'
on before the kids got outta summer school.
Mike, you wanna ride along with me today?
It's pretty warm outside
and the ice cream'll be flyin' fast and furious.
Remember how good you were
at crowd control last time...
Hey, what's goin' on here?
Ah!
Ah!
What the hell is goin' on?
Here, you keep that.
Now remember, you don't aim a gun
at a man unless you intend to shoot him,
and you don't shoot a man
unless you intend to kill him.
No warning shots.
Hey, you listenin' to me?
- Yeah.
- No warning shots.
Warning shots are bullshit.
You shoot to kill, or you don't shoot at all.
Now, you'll be safe here.
Just lock all the doors and windows.
And don't follow me.
You sure you're gonna be OK with that?
I'm just gonna go up there and take
a look around. Nobody's gonna see me.
But heck, a Colt army issue
will put a man down, and keep him there.
Remember that broken basement window
around by the side... and be careful.
Ah!
All right, who's in there?
Mike?
- Mike.
- Damn door latch! Get in.
- Uh-oh, here it comes!
- There's nobody drivin' that mother!
Pump's in the back seat.
OK, slow down
and let him ride right up on our ass.
There was nobody...
there was nobody driving!
I'm gonna get that bastard!
Oh, Jesus!
All right, speed up.
I'm gonna put a few in the engine.
OK.
Holy sh*t!
Woo-hoo-hoo-hoo!
It's one of those dwarfs.
He went right through it!
Tommy!
Reggie...
we got one of 'em.
Uh, in Colton, in the groves.
All right. Uh, Reg?
Bring your truck.
Jesus!
You didn't tell me the dwarf was Tommy.
Hell, we buried him on Monday
and look what they did to him.
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