The Monster of Piedras Blancas Page #2

what they're missing.

Neither does Mr. Matson.

It isn't gonna

bankrupt the Wings.

Oh, I left a dollar in the till.

I feel like a kept man.

Don't you worry.

I'll get it back several times over.

Remember, you're taking me

to the Winswept Saturday night.

- Oh, was that this Saturday night?

- You know darn well it was!

Oh, that's right, next

Saturday night's Marjorie.

And the following Saturday, Imogene.

- Imogene?

- Kochek's prize Holstein.

Thank you very much.

Now, can I have a pickle?

Help yourself.

Fred, why did Mr. Matson question

Dad about the Rinaldi brothers?

Just a shot in the dark, I guess.

He couldn't think Dad

had anything to do with it.

Well, I'll ask George, but I think

he was just looking for a clue.

I guess so, but it worries me.

I know the whole town's against Dad

and all he wants is just to be left alone.

Well, sometimes in a small

town, that's asking too much.

Oh, I gotta get going or I'll

never get any specimens.

Oh, I love it here! I wish I

never had to go back to town!

No no, back in the house, Ring.

Go on, get in there now.

I don't know Doc. There aren't

any leads from Winswept.

I haven't got one

thing to go on,

except two mangled corpses

and a busted up boat.

I wish I could say I thought it was an

accident, George, so you could close

the books, but it just doesn't add up.

You know,

there was something I didn't

mention to you in front of Kochek.

Oh, what was that?

Do you remember when I told you that

the heads were severed from the trunks,

almost as if by a surgeon's scalpel?

And yet the main arteries were

distended several inches.

It appeared as if something had been

attached to pump out the blood!

I don't understand

what you mean, Sam.

Generally, when a

person is killed

the heart stops pumping

almost immediately.

There's always some

blood left in the body.

You mean that there wasn't

any blood left in them?

Essentially none.

Sam, you don't think we've got a

monster on our hands, now do you?

No, no no, I don't.

I...I think that there's a logical

explanation that we just

haven't found yet.

But if I were you, I'd

ride herd on Kochek.

Rumors won't help now.

If you take my advice,

you'll lock the doors and

stay in the house tonight.

Thanks, Mrs. Wilson.

Don't forget what I said.

What can I do for

you, Constable?

You can do what

I asked you to.

I was only telling Mrs. Wilson

what I thought.

That's the trouble

with you,

you're always telling

people what you think.

No crime in that!

In the past no,

maybe not.

But this time you got

the whole town upset.

They got reason to be!

About the Rinaldi brothers, yes,

but not about some monster.

You know as

well as I do,

those two were not murdered

by any ordinary human.

I didn't say anything

about murder.

You giving out that bunk

about an accident?

Until I'm sure, that's

the official theory.

And you better

remember it.

Any 2 yr. old can tell

that was no accident!

You should look up the

history of this village.

Look, Kochek, I'm not

gonna argue with you.

Now, I'm ordering you

to stop the rumors.

And if you don't

stop spreading them

I'm going to lock you up

for attempting to incite riot.

You can't do that!

You try me.

What's the trouble?

Oh, I don't know why people

don't mind their own business.

- Who, Kochek?

- Yeah.

He's got the whole town

in a state of nerves.

He's a great talker.

I told him if he didn't quit it, I was

gonna have him thrown in jail.

You can't do that.

Oh, I know that, but I

don't think he does.

Come inside

for a minute

I want to talk to you.

Come on, have a cup of coffee.

That Kochek's an idiot!

If he'd spend half as much time

tending to business as he does

gossiping we'd be better off.

I ordered that cleaner

a month ago!

Next week, he says. I'll bet we

don't get it this time next month!

I don't see why they

can't leave us alone.

We do our job.

There hasn't been a wreck on

this point since we've been here.

And those two

brothers go fishing

next thing, people asking

questions, prying into our business.

They oughta keep

away from the point.

That's what the

lights here for.

I wish that girl

wouldn't work nights.

A lonely place to

get to after dark.

Come on, Ring.

Come on, boy.

I'd invite you in, but it

would only upset Dad.

He's gonna have to get

to know me sometime.

Let him get used to the idea

of us going together first.

Has he always

been like that?

When I was a child

he was lots of fun.

What happened?

I remember, it was just

before my 9th birthday,

Father hadn't been feeling

too well that afternoon.

There was a ship in trouble

off the coast and Daddy

had to stay in the tower.

Mother got worse, but wouldn't

let me call him until early morning.

He phoned for the doctor, but they

refused to come out in the storm.

When they returned,

Mother was dead.

- I'm sorry.

- They were so much in love.

When Daddy was

first transfered here

he wouldn't have anything

to do with anybody.

Shortly after, I was sent

away to boarding school.

It's just been in the

last two years

that I've even been home

during summer vacations.

- He must be a very lonely man.

- He is.

He lives in a world

all of his own.

Sometimes, I can't

even get through to him.

- How's he gonna take me?

- All right, I think.

But it's going to be slow.

Well, we've got the

rest of the summer.

It's a beautiful night.

It's almost too nice.

I haven't got a parlor

I can invite you into,

but I've got the best

beach rocks on the coast.

Let's take a walk.

I'd love to,

but if I don't get those

specimens prepared,

I collected this afternoon,

our trip will have

been for nothing.

Well, you're very flattering.

I'm sorry, now you know

I didn't mean it that way.

I forgive you.

I'll be all right.

See you tomorrow?

Goodnight.

Lucy!

Lucy!

- You're late, Lucille.

- I'm sorry.

Did I hear you drive up, a while back?

Yes.

- It's a beautiful night!

- You've been swimming.

How many time have I told

you not to go swimming on

that beach at night, alone?

Daddy, you wouldn't have

wanted me to swim with anybody.

I forgot my suit.

I don't know what they teach

you in college these days,

but it certainly isn't modesty.

Independence, Daddy, independence!

All the same, this is a

wild and desolate coast.

And no place for a young lady,

or anyone else for that matter,

to be out alone, at night.

All right, I won't do it again.

Tonight I had the strangest

idea that I had a visitor.

What do you mean?

Nothing really, I guess.

I just had the feeling that

somebody was watching me.

You go swimming alone again at night

and I'm gonna ship you back to that fine

school of yours before vacations over.

- Daddy, you're not serious.

- Yes, you bet I am!

You're really angry.

Better get to bed.

It's getting late.

I'm sorry, Dad.

- Good night.

- Good night.

Jimmy, you don't have to

come to the cemetery.

Okay, Mom.

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