Phantasm III: Lord Of The Dead
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- Year:
- 1994
- 91 min
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I can feel him watching me.
He's been after me for years.
Ever since I was a boy.
First he took Mom and Dad.
Then he took Jody.
Now he's after me.
Mike, that Tall Man of yours
did not take Jody away.
Jody died in a car wreck.
Reggie told me that it was all a dream.
And I was beginning to think
that maybe he was right.
Boy!
Reggie saved me that time.
And we've been on the run ever since.
But somehow, he keeps coming back.
And just when
we think we've destroyed him...
We must remember,
we can never trust the things that we see.
Because nothing is ever as it seems.
Reg!
Reg?
Hey!
Oh, sh*t.
Ohh!
Mike. Come on, Mike, wake up.
Oh, sh*t.
Mike, come on, we gotta get outta here.
Come on.
God damn it!
Come on, buddy. Come on Mike,
put your arms around me.
Come on, buddy.
Come on.
Eight seconds to hell, God damn you!
I don't want him in pieces.
It's the only way you're gonna get him.
Then I'll wait.
Take good care of him.
Still no change.
Shh.
It's all right, it's natural.
Just relax.
You see the light now up ahead, don't you?
Go to it.
Go to the warmth of the light.
- Jody?
- Yeah. It's me, little brother.
Don't be afraid. I'm here
to take care of you and show you the way.
Mike, I want you to go back.
You're not with these others.
Stay away from the light.
Come back, Mike.
Boy!
Hi. Everything OK?
Urgh.
Aaah!
Ohhh!
Come on, buddy.
We gotta get the hell outta here.
All I know is, once you see
one of those chrome brain drains,
the Tall Man is not far behind.
Mike...
Stop the car!
It was Jody, I saw him.
Your brother's been dead
for ten years, Mike.
Come on, Mike, we don't have time for this.
Come on, let's go.
God damn it!
Be careful, they could be anywhere.
Come on, there's more gear in the house.
I'll go first.
Jody!
Jody, what the hell are you doing here?
You're dead!
So, what else is new?
- No, you can't touch me.
- Why not?
I haven't got the juice to stay long
and you've gotta get out.
What are you talking about? Why?
I don't want you to wind up like me.
What the hell...?
I'm sorry, Mike.
I knew he might lock onto me.
Sh*t. It's one of those things.
- It's me, Mike.
- Jody, what the hell happened to you?
- I'm in here, Mike.
- Get back, I can get a shot.
- In where?
- Mike, who the hell are you talking to?
Can't you hear? It's Jody, he's in the ball.
He's talking to me.
Yeah, right, Mike.
Little brother,
he's coming for you right now.
I can't stop him,
but maybe I can slow him down.
Mike, stay behind me.
It's time now, boy.
Aaah!
Why?
Why do you want me? Why?
Well, Jody, I guess
even you couldn't stop him.
Holtsville.
Holtsville?
What did you say?
Jody, did you say something?
Hell, now I'm talking to this damned thing.
Sure f***ed up my hallway.
What's up Highway 32 here? Holtsville?
- You don't wanna be going up there.
- Why not?
Toxic spill, a couple of years back.
That'll be 22 bucks.
Oh, yeah.
There you go. Thanks a lot.
Yeah.
What are you doing here?
Are you talking to me?
Well, I don't see anybody else around here.
Well, I'm just helping myself. These folks
left all their stuff. Can you believe that?
Lord above!
Why, look what I just found.
- Do you think it's loaded?
- Hey!
Ooh, that was fun.
Let me have it.
Give me the gun.
Give me the goddamn gun.
Thank you.
Ow.
- What are we gonna do with him?
- Take him outta town.
Yeah, good. Then what?
Gut him and put him in the ground.
Got any gold teeth there, fella?
Let's stick him
in the back of that muscle car.
I'm driving.
Phew-ee!
Boy, oh, boy.
Today is my lucky day.
Mmm.
I bet there's lots of good stuff in there.
You two go ahead to the front
and I'll take the back.
Just a couple of old folks, that's all.
Must be deaf.
You're in trouble! You're in trouble!
Rufus...
Christ, it's just a kid.
- Well, he ain't never gonna grow up.
- I got me a little rug rat.
- The boy's a little fighter. I like that.
- Don't hurt him yet, Henry.
Let's have a little fun with him first.
Stop, boy!
No!
Rufus, we gotta kiss it. Come on.
Stop!
- Or I'll throw this.
- You think we're playing games, kid?
This is for real.
So is this.
God damn it, now you've done it,
you little bastard.
- Hold still, you little f***.
- OK.
Just you wait till I get up outta here,
you son of a b*tch.
What's going on out there?
Hey! What's going on out there?
Hey, hey, what's going on?
Somebody let me outta here!
- Who are you?
- I own this car.
Come on, let me outta here.
How do I know you're not one of them?
Cos I'm in here, God damn it.
Thanks. I owe you one.
These others your family?
No. The Tall Man got my family.
These are just scavengers
that tried to hurt me.
Sundown. We'd better get inside.
What's the rush?
You said the Tall Man had moved on.
Yeah. But he left these... things.
I call them Lurkers.
They only come out at night.
Come on.
I've been on my own
since my parents died.
Yeah, it must've been rough.
Yeah.
My father was the sheriff.
He was one of the first ones taken.
He'd gone to meet the new owners
of the cemetery.
They found him the next morning in a ditch.
Said it was a heart attack.
Then they didn't cover him up right away.
So I waited.
And I waited.
It's just a mistake, honey.
I'm sure they'll do it tomorrow. Come on.
My mom was too upset
to understand what was really going on.
I knew someone had murdered my father.
Then we came face to face with the truth.
Stay here, Timmy. Don't move.
The town went quietly after that.
And I've been here ever since.
Alone?
Yeah.
Wow.
I couldn't reach the pedals that first year
but now I can.
- I've been practising.
- Practising what?
Driving. I'm getting pretty good.
Maybe I could take your Hemi for a spin.
No way.
I've been restoring that car for two years.
God damn it.
Where the hell is that pink hearse?
Er, Reg?
There's something else missing.
The Lurkers got 'em.
Sh*t!
OK, I'm gonna be moving on now.
I can drop you at the next town.
Well, I was thinking
maybe I could tag along for a while.
Tim, you don't wanna go where I'm going.
Hell, I don't wanna go there either.
Two's better than one.
I can help.
- See?
- A little kid shouldn't be playing with guns.
I ain't a kid no more, Reg.
Hey, what's this?
Uh, it's one of those balls
I was telling you about.
It came over to our side
and got cooked in the process somehow.
I gotta get some directions here.
Why don't you get out
and stretch your legs?
OK.
- Hi.
- Hi.
- All these kids yours?
- Oh, no.
They're some of the orphans
that straggled down here from Holtsville.
We're just trying to take care of them.
Aaah!
Looks like
we caught ourselves a fish, girlfriend.
What's his problem?
We're in deep sh*t.
We gotta get outta here before...
Oh, f***.
What the hell...?
Anita!
Oh!
Unlock these goddamn handcuffs.
Don't go near that thing!
What the f*** was that?
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