The Hills Have Eyes Part II

Bobby!

Bobby!

Kill him, Bobby!

Kill him!

Kill him!

(Screaming)

(Dog Barking)

(Howling)

(Dog Growling)

(Baby Crying)

Why are you doing this?

(Dog Growling)

Bobby please don't leave me!

(Gunshot)

(Dog Barking)

Why are you doing this?

What do you want?

I'll eat the brains of your kids' kids!

I'll eat the brains of your kids' kids!

I'll eat the brains of your kids' kids!

Why are you doing this?

Bobby don't leave me!

Don't leave me!

- Bobby don't leave me!

- Why are you doing this?

Don't leave me!

Don't leave me!

Then what happened?

Bobby come on. Don't hang on it.

Just get it out.

You can't sit on this

for the rest of your life.

It was the last chance we had.

They already killed my mother,

my older sister,

and kidnapped the baby.

And now the father,

he's coming after us.

My sister and I knew that

we would die just like the others.

Unless we used

our mothers body as bait.

To trap him.

Do it!

Ah!

(Papa Jupe Yelling)

Sh*t!

Ah!

He's alive!

Hold your nose! Hold your nose!

Get back there

like I told you!

I'll get you!

Go on.

I'll get you!

Come on! Open the door.

Bobby don't leave me!

Don't leave me!

Bobby, don't leave me!

Don't leave me!

Bobby, wait!

Kill him!

Kill him Bobby!

Bobby, don't go in there!

So he's dead, right?

I guess.

We just left him there.

You know he's dead.

You killed him.

You blew him to sh*t.

Your sister axed him, you shot him.

Now, what does it take

to convince you?

You didn't see that guy.

How tough he was.

He was a stupid psychopath.

You were able to trick him

and kill him.

They all were. They were all beatable

and you did it. You know it.

Look, it's alright for you to go

to these races Bobby,

and it makes perfectly good

business sense too.

Right?

Right.

Good. This new formula gas

of yours, is gonna be a

big push to your career.

If you let the

professionals see it, right?

Right.

I just keep having this urge

to call up my team

and tell them

the desert is too dangerous.

We shouldn't go out there.

Bobby, go thumb your nose

at the desert. Alright?

The boogeyman's dead.

And as for your racing team,

I think those kids

can take care of themselves.

Don't worry about it.

ALARM CLOCK:

It's now 6:
12 AM.

You gotta be kidding.

This early?

(Engine Shut Off)

(Heavy Breathing)

(Grunting)

(Water Running)

(Stops)

(Breath)

- Got cha! (Laughing)

- Cass, what are you doing?

Shh. You wake my father you better

say your prayers hot shot.

What is this?

I was gonna scare you,

since you always feel my face first.

- Didn't work.

- No?

- You're early.

- Yeah I know.

I knew you wouldn't be ready,

unless I dug you out.

And I brought you something.

- Thanks, Roy.

- Uh-hmm

- So Roy?

- Hmm?

Why are you wearing so many clothes?

It's cold out on the bike this early.

I said, why are you

wearing so many clothes?

Well...

Listen we're gonna be late.

We gotta be there in half an hour.

- Then we better hurry.

- Yeah?

Hey! There ain't no foreign bikes allowed here.

- Just Yamaha's right?

- Just Yamaha's.

Give me some room Cass.

Excuse me just a second.

- We're gonna take care of this.

- Come on.

Right now!

Hulk put me down, damn it!

- You're in there?

- Yeah! I'm getting dizzy!

- I can't hear you.

- Now, now!

Uh!

(Hulk Laughs)

Can I have a sip

of your soda, Hulk?

Yeah.

Hey. How did she know

I had a cola?

She probably heard bubbles.

Keep your finger over

the hole next time. Huh?

Ho, ho!

- My man Roy!

- Foster!

- How you doin' Cass?

- Pretty good.

Been to the beach this weekend?

You got a great tan.

Yuck, yuck.

I love his white bred sense of humor.

Hey, she looks great!

- Is she ready to race?

- Oh yeah.

How 'bout you?

Hey, I'm always ready.

I'll vouch for that.

Ew!

Hey, you got the gas tanks split.

What the hell?

One sides for the best fuel

the competitions got,

and the other's for Bobby's

formula 2 super racing fuel.

Oh, in the middle of the race,

you kick in Bobby's formula 2. Right?

You pull away so fast,

the other guys get off their bikes,

to see why they're

suddenly standing still.

(Laughs) I like it.

I like it!

- Nothing like having an ace in the hole.

- Right.

We got 50 gallons here.

We're gonna pass them out as samples.

Bobby's gonna make a million dollars.

And then,

we're gonna sell this formula

to one of the big gas companies.

Am I right?

Alright. And we can kick back

and race the rest of our lives.

Now that's bad!

Bad?

Bad, for sure!

Anybody seen Harry?

Uh-oh...

think I hear him.

Cass.

(Bike Engine Getting Louder)

You called it.

Yee-Haw!

- Primo entrance.

- Is he dead?

- Could be arranged.

- Did you see that?

Vroom!

(Laughing)

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I bet the girls

I could beat 'em here.

- I did too!

- Woo!

You cheated Harry!

You cut through

that other guys yard.

Yeah, so what?

I feel like I just fallen off

three flights of stairs in a trash can.

Hey Sue. How are you?

Hi, Rachel.

How are you?

- Hi, Rachel.

- Hi kids.

- Bobby is ready to hit the desert?

- Roy, can I see you a second, please?

What's up?

Bobby's not feeling so hot today.

I've never seen him this bad.

(Screaming)

I come back for you later girly.

It's okay baby doll.

Hey Bobby, you okay?

Sure.

Look, I can't make it today.

I can not go out

in the desert.

Maybe none of you

should go today.

No wait.

That's just not gonna do.

Not after all your work.

Not after Rachel and Foster's

problems on the new gas.

Hey, we'll do it ourselves then.

No sweat.

I'll go Bobby.

I know the way and I can

take care of the business for both of us.

- Sure?

- I'm sure.

(Scoffs)

If I could make it today.

God damn.

If it wasn't so close

to that other place.

It's gonna be alright.

It's gonna be alright.

- This is it.

- This is where?

This is where we're gonna

get our entrance fee.

Hi Mrs. Wilson.

How'd it go?

Ah!

Extremely well, extremely well.

Oh he's quite a specimen.

Quite a specimen!

- He has a mind of his own too.

- (Chuckles) Yeah.

Well, here you go.

Thank you. Fantastic.

Where is that old gigolo?

Oh please. Don't you call him.

I'll get him.

(Dogs Barking)

400 smackers boys and girl!

- For what?

- The Beast!

- Way to go Beast!

- Hey Beast!

Don't call him!

Don't whistle!

- Beast!

- (Whistle)

(Kids Calling For Beast)

- C'mon Beast!

- Yea!

- (Chatter Continues)

- (Various Dogs Barking)

See you next time

Mrs. Wilson!

HARRY:
(Monstrous)

There's a legend around these here parts.

It ain't no pretty tale.

But it's supposed to be true.

FOSTER:
(Childish)

Oh no Uncle Harry,

- don't scare me with your stories!

- Sorry children.

But we approaching the part of the desert

where the family of Jupiter had slayed.

Where the sand ran

with fire and blood,

and the hills had eyes!

(Laughs)

Watch the road Harry.

(Normal) Why Cass?

Do you see something I don't?

Ha ha.

You mean that story about that

wild family nobody knew about?

Oh yeah, the ones who lived in the bomb range

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