The Nest Page #2

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l was growing up,

all l could think about

was moving to the city.

Then when l moved to the city,

all l could think about

was coming back here.

Why didn't you?

So, why is your old hideout

all fenced off?

lntec's building condos up there.

Yourfather made a deal with them

to develop the island.

North Port, the new yuppie heaven.

Well, Elias is just trying to give

people a reason to stay here.

[Elias] No, don't try

to stall me on this.

No, l don't know

for certain what it was.

But l'm sure we both understand

the implications, huh?

l worked on this newspaper.

l wrote about traffic accidents

and smog levels.

Mark, my editor, always says

that the only people

who truly like L.A.

have never lived anywhere else.

You quit?

lt's, um, open-ended.

Mark's a friend.

Better go.

Richard, l'm sorry.

l never knew why you left, Beth.

l left because...

because l'd always been

treated like l was 17 here.

And... l left because l needed

to feel separate from the island.

And l needed... to feel separate

from my dad.

Separate from me?

No, Richard, not from you.

My dad was ruining that too.

Richard, don't be angry with me.

Glad you're home.

[gunshot]

[gun c*cks]

Take your last poison rat breath!

Ha-ha! [laughs]

[squeaks]

Ahh-hh.

[squeaking]

Show yourself! [laughs]

Death comes slow

to those who run. [laughs]

[squeaking]

[buzzing]

[babbling]

Just leave me alone!

[yells]

[screaming]

[screaming]

Homer?

Whoa! [chuckles]

Hi, sheriff.

Yeah, Homer, look--

Geez, you know, l was reading

the darnedest thing

last night, sheriff.

How long you reckon

a man could last in Alaska,

middle a summer,

buck naked?

l'm not too good at riddles, Homer.

Oh, this ain't no riddle, l read this

in American Entomologist.

- Three days.

- [chuckles] Uh-uh.

l give up.

- Twenty minutes.

- That's swell, Homer.

You know why he's only

gonna last 20 minutes?

Huh, huh, huh?

l don't know, Homer!

'Cause after 20 minutes,

mosquitos woulda sucked out

every pint of blood in him.

Wow!

Listen, Homer,

will you spray my place?

Well, not today, sheriff,

l gotta go spray the cabins.

l'll tell you what l'll do, though--

[recites poisons inventory]

Ah, Kruptonetta.

Here.

You take this,

and you call me

in the morning, okay?

Okay, like to stay,

but gotta go sheriff!

lt was stripped to the bone.

That dog was dead

before it knew it.

Bone?

Fouryears is a long time.

So, how'd the sheriff take it?

Don't let me interrupt you boys.

Hello.

Awfully quiet in here this morning.

Mornin' sheriff.

Say, l hear Elizabeth's back.

Now, how long has it been sin--

Denver omelet.

Yesterday!

[bang]

Sure, well, right away.

[beeping]

Gotta go.

MayorJohnson.

Oh, no, pleasejust call me Elias.

We're not very formal here,

on the island.

Dr. Hubbard.

Of course, we could change that.

Allow me.

Somebody else

supply these units?

No, they're ordered by me.

So, what's up, Elias?

Dr. Hubbard, this is Richard Tarbell.

- Coffee, Mayor?

- Richard is our--

No, thank you.

He's a new sheriff, he sort

of inherited thejob from his father.

Dr. Hubbard is here to check

on the animal bites on the dog.

The carcass.

Well, Simpson is getting ready

to go up and hunt fortracks.

Richard... that's private property,

and l'm sure that lntec

would preferthat Dr. Hubbard

continue the investigation

from here on in.

Have you ever hunted, doctor?

Often.

[flies buzz]

Thank you.

Did you ever have a dog,

Dr. Hubbard?

Not until now.

[beeping]

Let me know what she finds.

[Millie] Richard, l know you're there,

l can hear you breathing.

Listen, Jenny Pennington called,

you know the ditz

working at Perkins market?

She's got some kinda problem

in the meat department.

Millie, get on the horn to lntec Corp.

Find out the official capacity

of a Dr. Morgan Hubbard.

Morgan Hubbard,

that's a real name?

What the heck you got

out there, Richard?

lt's an itch l gotta scratch.

ls it them?

When l came in this morning,

you know, it was alljust like this.

Weird, huh?

Where's Perkins, Jen?

Boss is fishing,

l'm watching the store by myself.

God, he's gonna be so pissed.

Do you think this is ajoke,

or something?

l mean, in my dorm at school,

they used to play pranks.

And, you know.

Well, some of these tourists

have a strange sense of humor.

Perkins has mice, doesn't he, Jen?

Uh-huh, l thought of that too.

But you know what?

Bizarre.

Ooh.

Yuck!

What the heck's goin'on

around here, sheriff.

We have ourselves a trap.

Place the resonator in the ground

while l initiate the homing cycle.

Okay.

[thumping]

That's adequate.

Now we'll get some bait.

[meow]

Kitty?

[sighs]

ls this going to be much longer?

l hope not.

[buzzing]

lf you'd like to, there's one

good restaurant on the island.

Jesus Christ.

[screeching]

l need a place to work.

[bell rings]

[bell rings]

Very brave,

very strange creatures.

The way they don't run from the light

as one would expect them to.

Yeah.

Doctor... let's not get off the track.

The point is,

can we contain them, right?

The way they collect

on the carcass, they're--

they're belligerent.

Almost warlike.

You done yet, Mr. Exterminator?

Lillian, l keep tellin' ya,

l'm not an exterminator.

l'm a pest control agent.

lt's kinda hard

to exterminate a species

that's been around

for 25 million years,

when the only natural

predators it's got

is me, yourfoot,

and some sticky paper.

And l'm sure they'll all be

at the beach sunbathing

long after humanity

blows us all up.

Uh--

Finish thejob, Homer.

Yeah.

Hi.

Long time no see.

Hi.

[Lillian] Heard you were back.

[Beth] Yeah.

Are you staying?

l don't know yet.

Try to decide whether to move back.

Well, honey,

l'm on the forty side of thirty.

l make a living

serving broken eggs to yokels.

My dad spends his leisure hours

in a garbage dump.

And when you're not around,

the one man in town worth walking

across the street for

comes to see me.

So, you decide.

Uh--

You done, Homer?

Yeah, yeah.

Yeah, yeah.

You open, Lilly?

Yeah.

Coffee?

Yes, please.

[buzzing]

Hand me my scalpel, will you?

lt's in the case.

l so admire these

nymph cockroaches--

their ability to reproduce

without the contribution

of their male counterpart.

[buzzing continues]

What is it?

My hand.

They're biting my hand.

Take your hand out.

Take your hand out!

Jesus.

lt's unbelievable.

[buzzing]

Uh!

[sighs] Stop screwing around

and kill them right now, please.

That's precisely what l intend to do.

Good, do it.

[motor whirs]

[buzzing]

What exactly is this?

lt's called Retenone.

All right, you tell me when.

Now.

Hm, l'll have to try

a higher concentration.

[sighs] Do you have enough

with ya to gas all of them?

Retenone in the dosage

that l just used,

is lethal to human beings.

My God.

God almighty.

Why the hell did l listen to them?

All right, why did l listen to them?

We can-- we can control it.

lt's--

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