The Hills Have Eyes Part II Page #2

and ate anyone who came through.

- I'd eat any girl that came through.

- You dork.

(Monstrous) They had some weird names.

Tell 'em to ya.

You see, the father was Jupiter

and the two killer brothers named

Pluto and Mars, I think.

(Moaning)

- Wasn't there a daughter too?

- Yes.

Yeah there was a daughter.

She killed her brother

to save the tourists.

I forgot about her.

(Baby Crying)

Who are you?!

- Why don't you give me my kid?!

- Your baby!

Get out of here!

Take the baby and hide.

Hide.

Mars!

She was some maniac too.

Think her name was Ruby. Right?

(Normal)

Ruby, right. Good.

Wonder where she is today.

Maybe she opened a boutique in Tarzana.

(Kids Laughing)

Oh God. Can you believe that?

- Wait a second.

- What's wrong?

Am I crazy or are you breathing

like you're scared or something?

I'm fine.

- Do you want one?

- What?

A cigarette, Cass. Sorry,

for a moment I forgot you were--

A Non-smoker?

Right.

You're not feeling physic today, are you?

You like sometimes you do?

No.

If I was, I wouldn't have come.

Not after the way Bobby was...

Well, you know.

HARRY:
(Monstrous)

Slowly, the dying prospector

crawled across the desert floor.

Tongue black and swollen.

Fingers all ripped to pieces,

from the cactus.

You know, our late start

might have done us in.

If we don't make registration by 11:00,

we just might as well forget it.

ROY:

Hey we'll make it.

No sweat boss.

With a half hour to spare.

- Oh, sh*t!

- What, Foster?

"Don't forget to set your

clocks ahead one hour

and don't be among those

who are late for work Monday".

Because today ends Daylight Savings Time.

I can't believe it.

None of us remembered that.

ROY:

Alright. This is where we are,

and this is where the races are.

HARRY:

He's right over here, Cass.

RACHEL:

We'll never make it.

It's like this great big circle

we have to make.

We're gonna lose by default.

Unless we use Harry's maneuver.

- Harry's maneuver?

- Shortcut!

We're not getting off this road!

Shortcut, shortcut, shortcut!

Look Rachel. There's a road right here.

Cut's straight across.

It'll save us more than an hour.

Guaranteed.

C'mon Rachel. We came this far.

Please. Don't dump our chances now.

Okay. We'll put it to a vote..

- I say we turn back.

- Cass!

Look, I didn't build this damn bike

to watch it collect dust.

I say let's get across here however.

- Me too.

- Me three.

- Me four.

- I'm with 'em.

What's the big deal about taking

a little shortcut anyway?

You afraid of the desert too?

(Kids) Take one down,

pass it around

98 Bottles of beer on the wall

98 Bottles of beer on the wall

98 bottles of beer

Take one down,

pass it around

(Fades)

- Are you sure this is it?

- I'm sure it is.

It's Furnace Canyon Road.

It's right on the map.

On the map.

Is it solid or dotted?

Solid.

Sort of.

Roy, did you just see

something flash, over there?

No.

No. Me neither.

Uh-oh.

Uh-oh what?

This map says we're heading

for a bomb range.

Holy sh*t!

- We're out of beer.

- (Laughing)

We're all gonna die!

We're all gonna be fried!

Alright, pipe down!

We are not on a bomb range

and we're not gonna be

human french fries or something.

- You got the map upside down, Hulk.

- I know that Rachel.

Keeps you on your toes.

Hey! Sign-e-ho!

Why don't I feel welcome?

Why would anybody put a welcome sign

way out here anyway?

Who'd put a welcome out here?

Jeez.

I tell ya, I have seen better roads

on a motor cross course admiral.

Yeah, we'd be late

if we went all the way back now.

What?

I think I smell gas.

I don't.

- Oh crud!

- What?

Just, that we started

in here with a half a tank

and now we're running on fumes.

HULK:

Okay. Foster, I did it good.

FOSTER:

Okay, temporarily. Pull it out.

What'd you fix it with?

FOSTER:

Foster's special patching compound.

- Gum.

- Chewing gum?

It'll hold temporarily.

We're not going far folks.

How 'bout just using the Super Fuel?

That stuff in this bus?

Blow up like a bomb.

Might as well use jet fuel.

HULK:

There's a fence over there.

Maybe there's a ranch

where we can buy some gas.

Yeah, might as well.

Okay.

Let's just be careful.

People who live this far out,

usually have a reason.

HULK:

Well it can't hurt to look.

(Beast Whining)

(Yawning)

This is definitely not the races.

This place is pretty weird.

(Wood Creaking)

Ah. God!

- Careful around this place. Okay Cass?

- Sure.

(Rock Hitting Sounds)

Oh, wow!

You hear that?

Uh!

Hey, you guys?

There's an open mine shaft here.

So why don't we all be careful.

- Anybody find gas?

- Are you kidding?

Maybe there's something inside.

A storage tank.

One of the sheds.

This place has had people

in it recently. I can tell.

Me! Number one explorer!

You there!

Get the loaders up in the Barrels!

Hey! Elephant gun!

Simba... compass!

Hmm!

On Guard!

We'll take this other building. Okay?

Okay.

(Beast Barking)

HULK:
With uh...

couple of coats of paint,

this place can look, uh...

pretty good.

HULK:

Hold it right there.

(Beast Barks)

(Beast Whines)

You know

no body's lived here

in a million years, I bet.

(Heavy Breathing)

(Clicking)

(Heavy Breathing)

FOSTER:

I'm not going in an old building.

The trouble with the desert.

It's too hot and it's too green

and full of things that wanna bite

your ass just for the hell of it.

Typical paranoia of a person

alienated from his primitary roots

by too much urbanization

In other words,

typical paranoia of a black man.

Now, you first.

Mm-mm.

They're pythons in there.

Pythons arent even found

in the United States! Dummy!

That's what bothers me.

We know they're there,

but we can't find the f***ers.

Oh, please.

(Chanting Softly)

Snakey, snakey, snakey.

Nice boy.

You believe this sh*t?

She don't talk to me

that nice.

Harry, where'd you go?

Jane, shh.

Did you hear anything weird?

Weird? Like what?

Like someone had you by the finger...

Ahh!

Roy! Roy!

(Laughing)

(Heavy Breathing)

Shh.

What's that?

Shh.

I'll cut you freaking kids!

(Maniacal Laughter)

I really got you good.

Didn't I?

Yeah.

You like this on me?

There's nothing but clothes back there.

We could open up a shop.

You two guys,

should be committed.

- (Tongue Noises)

- (Evil Laughter)

(Barking)

Beast! Wait up!

Injuns.

(Barking)

Think somethings up in that loft.

(Beast Growling)

(Rachel Sniffing)

It's a raccoon.

You smell it?

No. I just know how Beast acts

when he finds one.

(Barking)

(Whining)

(Barking)

(Sniffing)

Hello?

(Barking)

(Raccoon Squealing)

Ah!

(Beast Barking)

She really does know that dog.

(Clicking)

Heads up, Cass.

I gotta put Beast inside.

There you go.

- What'd he do?

- Nothing. Absolutely nothing.

He just went ape sh*t because

he smelled some stupid raccoon.

(Barking)

(Wood Creaking)

Couldn't be.

(Creaking Continues)

(Wood Creaking)

Ha!

Pluto!

Come on!

Ruby!

(Pluto Yelling)

Oh!

(Barking)

(Barking Continues)

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