The Cat from Outer Space Page #3
- G
- Year:
- 1978
- 104 min
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For one lousy cigar burn on the chair.
- When did you get a cat?
- Jake's not my cat. He's just visiting.
- Hi, Jake.
- Im gonna have to ask you to leave.
Do you mind, Frank?
Remember. the score's tied at 108. Atlanta
has the ball and a basket could win it.
Win it? Oh, man! And l gave a point
and a half. There goes my 100 bucks.
Come on, defense. Come on, guys.
Man to man, we'll...
The crowd is really on its feet now.
The guy in the corner.
He's alone and closely guarded by King.
King steals the ball. What a play.
Here come the Lakers.
Five seconds left.
Puts up a shot.
But a prayer. there's no chance.
Wait...
Wait a minute.
Wait a minute!
I don't believe it. He scores!
He made it in the last second.
and the Lakers will win it by two.
Unbelievable!
Frank, did you see that?
Yeah.
Im really gonna have to ask you to leave.
- Im out of beer, Im sorry.
- Im out of that, too.
- Could l at least finish my cigar?
- Link, please.
Id like to have a little celebration.
Ill see you later.
The basketball game?
You did that?
Any friend of yours
is a friend of mine.
it was the fastest way
to get rid of that flake.
Let's go.
Its less than 36 hours to liftoff.
Right. Oh...
Do you think
so people don't suspect
you're not an ordinary cat?
Good thinking, Frank. Besides,
my left paw's been acting up again.
- An old football injury?
- Actually, no. Polo.
Now let's go.
What about getting into Hopscotch?
It'll be guarded.
- Ill handle that, too.
- Its fantastic.
Hi. Hi, this is Lucybelle.
What'd you say you call him?
- Jake.
- Jake, right.
Jake, this is Lucybelle.
l thought...
...they could get acquainted
while we're at dinner.
- At dinner?
- Yeah.
it was tonight, wasn't it?
Right. Right, yes.
l was just about to call you.
Something came up. Im afraid you're
going to have to give me a rain check.
Oh.
Oh, well, of course.
it really doesn't matter.
But it does.
it matters a lot, Liz. Dr. Bartlett.
You see, what happened was...
(Jake sneezing)
Its Jake. He took sick.
Suddenly. Out of the blue.
Really? What is it?
l think it's, uh, Tasmanian Croup.
(sneezing)
You poor thing.
You know, he sounds terrible.
You'd better not let her get too close.
Stop milking it.
- What? - l said l was about to
rush him to the vet's.
The vet. That's a good idea, Frank.
D'you know there's a very good vet
who lives in the building? A Dr. Wenger.
He specializes in cats.
Im sure he'd be glad to take a look at him.
Jake prefers
a general practitioner.
Ill make it up to you.
- How about a picnic?
- Tomorrow?
- You handled that very well.
- l didn't enjoy lying to Liz.
She's a very unusual person.
- Her kitty-cat's not too bad either.
- There's plenty of time for that.
That's all right
for you to say.
But Ive been confined to
a spaceship for five months.
Ohh...
(vehicle approaches)
- (Jake) The ship's in that big hangar.
- Oh.
There's got to be a way in.
- Its locked.
- No problem.
- Come on, come on.
- Right, right.
The coast is clear. Let's go!
There she is.
Somebody's coming.
- Somebody's coming, Frank!
- l know, l know.
What's happening?
Its all clear.
- Let's go!
- Its this way.
(dog growls)
(barks)
Forget it. it wears off in 20 minutes.
He won't remember a thing.
Come on, let's go.
Incredible.
An older model, but in pretty good shape
for a rig with nearly a trillion miles on it.
Now let's see about getting it operational
again. We've only got 34 hours left.
Right. Through here?
Hm-hm. Put me down.
Oh, it's just incredible.
The artichoke.
l was right.
- What's this... control panel?
- Uh-huh. Sort of.
- And this?
- Uh, computer.
- Then this must be the readout.
- Frank, later.
Ill explain it all later, l promise.
- First, disengage the transducer system.
- How?
Take that neo-mag intercog, and you'll find
the transducer switch on top of the ship.
Just coordinate with me.
Well, how do l get up there?
- Fly.
- Fly? You mean use your collar?
Don't be ridiculous.
We carry a spare.
Concentrate, and when you get on top,
engage the switch with the intercog
and thought-project ''seven max triad.''
- Seven max triad.
- Right. The computer will do the rest.
Seven max triad. Right.
Hey!
Whoa!
Whoa!
Hey, Frank, what are you doing up there?
What about the intercog?
Frank?
Jake, Im ready to plug it in.
Right. Go ahead.
- Its in.
- OK. Thought-project.
Seven max triad.
OK, Frank. Come on down.
Amazing.
l was afraid of that. The focal terminal
on the microtransformer's vaporized.
- You're sure?
- Positive. But Ill double-check.
- Just what l thought.
- That's where the focal terminal goes?
Acts as a catalyzer.
Ill need a small amount of org 12.
- What's org 12?
- What the focal terminal's made of.
About six cubits ought to be enough.
You don't have org 12 on this planet?
Never heard of it.
Is it like mayonnaise?
You probably call it by a different name.
Stand back. Ill run it through the computer.
(horn honks)
Hey, Tom! You all right?
Tom!
Org 12...
ductile yellow metallic element.
Melting point - 1.063.
Tensile strength - 19.000.
- 19.000.
Atomic weight - 196.967.
Wait a minute.
That's the atomic weight of gold.
Wow!
(alarm blaring. bell ringing)
(soldier) Out! Out!
Everybody out!
What is that?
Come on, let's go.
Follow me!
Holy cow.
- Give my collar room.
- You can't zap the whole base.
Let's get out of here.
Over here! Follow me!
Move out!
Watch it!
Come back here!
(Jake) Where are you going?
Come out of there.
You're under arrest!
Look out!
- (meowing)
- What is it?
Get it off of me!
Get it off!
(soldier) Was anybody in there?
Back it out. Look out. Who's driving?
Corporal of the guard!
Corporal of the guard!
- Yes, sir?
- Who sounded that alarm?
l did, sir.
We have an intruder, and his cat.
Cat? Cat? Cat?
Yes, sir. Here's his collar.
Jake!
Excuse me.
- Jake, are you all right?
- Frank, shut up and move this thing.
- That's him, sir!
- Halt!
Get that thing out of here!
Get it out!
Move it out!
Whoa!
- Now what do we do?
- Now you hang on.
(Frank) 17 times...
Um, five of...
Now cosine of...
Yeah. Uh...
This is even better than the stuff
l had last night. What's it called?
- Tuna.
- Tuna? Love it.
- it doesn't make any sense.
- What doesn't?
According to your figures, we're going to
need $120,000 worth of gold.
- So?
- So?
Jake, forgetting the money, which l can't
forget, you know how much gold that is?
Its that much.
And you want to put it in a space that big?
on the bulk system.
Ill reduce it to the size l need
and still retain all its properties.
- How?
- Ill get into that later. First buy the gold.
Buy it? Jake, in order to buy $120,000's
worth of gold, you need $120,000.
- So? Is that a problem?
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