Phantasm III: Lord Of The Dead Page #2

That's kinda hard to explain.

And who the hell are you two?

I'm Reggie and this...

This is Tim.

They call me Rocky.

What the hell are you doing here?

Is this your home town?

It was. My whole family just vanished.

And the rest of the town 86'd.

This town's dead.

Nothing left here

but those damned sentinels.

We're not hanging out here

till another one turns up.

Come on, let's go.

You go on. But I ain't letting no Christmas

tree ornament back me up outta here

before I do what I got to do.

Suit yourself. Lots of luck, baby.

Thanks, kid. I owe you one.

Two.

- What?

- On my count, you owe me two.

OK. OK, I owe you two.

Hey, you gonna dump me off

at that lady's place again?

Come on.

We've got things to do.

Watch the upholstery.

Yah!

Yah! Yah!

Yee-ha!

Yee-ha!

Hell, I don't have a clue which way to go.

Er, Reg?

Watch what it does.

Which way should we go?

Well, OK. I hope that ball's got

a better sense of direction than mine do.

What's up?

Well, I guess you could say

we're on a search-and-destroy mission.

- You two?

- Yeah?

We're searching for a friend, but first

we gotta destroy the bastard who's got him.

Oh, by the way, he's the guy

who wiped out your home town.

Wanna come along?

Picture that. The three of us

facing down the forces of evil.

Yeah. Have you got something better to do?

Move over.

So, who's this guy we're chasing?

He's a very tall man from...

God knows where.

Maybe from another planet.

From another planet?

He kills people,

he ships their bodies back to... wherever.

You're pulling my leg.

I wish I was.

That explains

why everyone's checked out.

I've been through four towns, all deserted.

Half this county's been wiped out

and nobody's figured it out yet.

So, where are we headed?

East.

From what I can tell,

that's where he's headed.

You're pretty good

with those things, aren't you?

The army taught me to defend myself.

These just keep people

from getting too close.

What's next on the map?

Just another small town.

"Boulton, home of the spring apple festival

"and the largest Gothic mausoleum

in the western US."

That might be worth visiting.

I need a room.

We got twin beds or single queens.

Er, give me that queen.

You pay 20 for that. In advance.

How far is it up to that next town?

What is it...?

Boulton?

What do you wanna go there for?

It's a ghost town, everybody moved out.

I'm looking for a friend.

Anthrax plague a couple of years back,

wiped out the sheep farms.

Gee, it was bad up there.

It got some of the families too.

I'd stay the hell outta there, if I were you.

Yeah, I get the picture. Thanks.

Damn our luck.

All they had was a single room

with a queen-size bed.

Would you mind sleeping in the car, Tim?

Do you want the front or the back seat?

Er...

You can have the whole car to yourself.

You know, it's gonna get cold out here.

Why don't you come inside with us?

- Well...

- We can make room.

Well, it's better in here

than on the floor in there.

See the floor? You're bunking there tonight.

Come on,

the bed's big enough for both of us.

- Ah, come on!

- All right.

But, Reg, don't f*** with me.

Hey, you know, I was just thinking.

- Maybe we could...

- Get some sleep?

Oh, come on, Rocky, loosen up a little.

Ever try vanilla?

Didn't I tell you?

Dairy products give me gas!

Come on, Rocky.

- Come on.

- All right!

But we do this... my way.

Whatever you say.

Dominate me, baby.

Oh, baby, I'm ready.

Sweet dreams.

Sh*t.

He said Boulton was right up the road.

I told you

you shouldn't have taken that right turn.

Are we lost?

Something tells me we're on the right track.

Damn. Where did they go?

From the look of this place,

they're around here somewhere.

There!

There must be a dozen.

Why did they leave them there?

I don't know.

But we gotta be careful.

No!

- Tim, are you all right?

- Yeah, I'm OK.

Goddamn grave diggers.

Somebody should stand watch.

Don't worry, I circled back around.

I'm sure we gave 'em the slip.

Gonna be a cold night.

Yeah. They say the best way to keep warm

is to pack two bodies to a bag.

Dream on, Reg.

Oh, baby, I like that.

I like it like that. Oh.

Oh, yeah.

Oh, right there. Right there.

Take me, take me!

Hey, Jody. How's it going?

Reg, I need to talk to you

about a couple of things.

I'm kinda busy right now, Jody.

Oh, yeah. Oh, don't stop.

I don't wanna let the lady down.

Yeah, Reg,

I kinda need you to get behind me.

I mean,

I need you to get behind what I'm saying.

Like, right now.

Oh, Reggie, oh, you're the best.

Oh, you're so big.

Oh, yes. Ooh.

Jody?

Don't move.

- What's going on, Jody?

- Reg, we gotta get Mike now.

- How the hell are we gonna do that?

- Over here. I'm gonna take you to him.

Hey, hey, wait.

Where the hell are we?

I don't know, man.

Somewhere in your mind.

A dry lake bed...

I was here as a boy.

Tell me something -

how does he get you in that ball?

I'll explain everything.

But we've gotta go now.

Wow.

Just step on through.

Oh, Jody, I'm afraid of these things.

Think of it as a doorway.

We gotta make this quick.

Let me outta here!

- You know the way out.

- I don't know what you mean.

Use your brain, boy.

Come on, brother, we gotta get outta here.

Come on, let's go.

Wake up, wake up.

Whoa, Mike!

- Hey, shut that thing down before...

- He's locked onto me.

He's controlling me through the gate.

Do it, Reg, you've done it before.

Get outta here. He's coming through now.

What the hell's that?

I'm too old for this sh*t.

- Reggie.

- Thanks.

- Are you all right?

- I think so.

Where did his hands go?

- What is it?

- I think it's one of his hands.

Be careful.

Reggie!

Over there.

Sh*t, there's the other one.

Reggie, watch out!

No, no, no, I can handle this.

I can handle...

Oh, sh*t!

Damn, that was close.

Close to what?

It's no use, Reg.

One way or another, he's gonna get me.

You're better off leaving me behind.

We're not leaving anybody behind.

There's somebody back there.

- Oh, sh*t.

- Friends of yours?

God damn it.

Load this up.

Let's get those dead a**holes

back in the ground where they belong.

Hold on.

Shoot her! Shoot that b*tch!

Damn, who were those guys?

Well, I can tell you this,

they work for the Tall Man.

- That means he's on our tail.

- It looks like we're on foot.

Both front tyres are blown.

Where are we gonna go?

Into town.

I say we find that big mortuary

you told me about and hole up there.

- Why the hell would we do that?

- It's the last place he'd look.

I don't know about this, Mike.

Our butts could be

hanging out in the wind here.

Man, I sure hope

you know what you're doing.

- This'll do.

- It's perfect.

- The mausoleum's empty.

- Nothing in the basement.

- It's clean.

- Hey, look at this.

- Cold.

- What was that, Mike?

Just a memory about the Tall Man.

- Yeah?

- Cold. He doesn't like it when it gets cold.

Why the hell didn't you ever tell me that?

- We could've done something.

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