The Nest Page #3

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All right, l'm going

to evacuate the island.

No, there's another way!

Give me 24 hours.

Don't-- don't lie to me!

Twenty-four hours,

that's all l'm asking.

[buzzing]

All right.

[buzzing]

[buzzing]

[siren wails]

What seems to be

the problem, sheriff?

Homer?

Yeah.

Sheriff!

Homer!

Yeah?

Got somethin'

l want you to look at.

Yeah, yeah.

You gonna tell me what it is?

Periplaneta.

They're big periplaneta,

but periplaneta just the same.

And what might that be

in plain English?

Cockroach droppings.

Come here.

Could roaches do that?

Yeah, if they have

a knife and fork.

[Millie] Sheriff?

Sheriff Tarbell?

Yeah, Millie.

Got the scoop

on Dr. Morgan Hubbard.

Couldn't get anything from lntec--

very unpleasant people.

So l had Mrs. Pennington take a gander

at the Who's Who of Medicine,

Guess the pages didn't fall

out of that one, eh?

Anyway, seems Hubbard

was a hotshot in genetics

at MlTa few years back,

until they kicked her out.

For what?

lllegal experiments.

Geez, what kind

of experiments are illegal?

You find this sheriff

as much of a pest as l do?

[buzzing]

[buzzing]

[screams]

[buzzing]

l've had enough

of your patronizing, Elias.

Bringing in outsiders

is not the solution.

All right, tomorrow, dawn,

l'm taking a search party

into those caves

and l'm gonna put

a stop to this!

No, you're not.

The situation is under control

and you're gonna leave it alone.

lt doesn't look under control to me.

Stay out of those damn caves

until l tell you different, all right?

l wasn't thrown out of MlT, sheriff.

l left voluntarily.

l found the whole situation there

rather... stifling.

You know there will come a day

when there will be no need

for pesticides or chemicals.

All these things that harm us.

Genetic engineering

is part of our future.

Now, it is true that l have done some

experiments here, at North Port.

Of course, l can't tell you

the exact nature of the experiments.

But l can assure you that l've got

everything completely under control

and that by tomorrow,

it'll all be over.

Dad, are you going

to come clean with us, or not?

Elias, l don't think there's

any point--

Doctor, shut up!

Look, if you don't think

there's anything unusual

going on up in those caves,

why don't we go take a look right now?.

- No.

- Dad, look at me!

lt was awful!

l don't know what's up

in those caves,

l don't know what

those things were,

but something chased me

out of those caves!

Baby, baby, look, l'm sorry.

l'm sorry, but you'rejust going

to have to trust me.

l wish l could.

Tarbell, you stay

the hell out of those caves!

My dad always said

this day would come.

And he hoped

l'd be up to it... thanks.

[country song playing]

All right, Church shoots a fall away

jumper from the top of the key.

All right!

Church, don't play

with the garbage.

You're not a raccoon.

Yeah, right, Lillian.

Sh*t, oh well.

[sings]

Ow!

[buzzing]

Jesus H!--

[moans]

[gasping]

[groaning]

[female] lntec lndustries.

-Yeah, it's Johnson.

- Johnston.

No, no T.

- Uh, well, Mr. Johnson,

-Yes.

l'm sorry, but Mr. Hauser

is unavailable at the moment.

Yes-- now, you lis-- listen to me.

You tell Mr. Hauser

he is to call me immediately.

lt's a matter of life and death.

Richard, do you have

a shirt l could put on?

Uh, one sec.

Knock-knock.

Thanks.

Feeling better?

l'm good.

You know, your dad's

a pain in the ass,

but l can't believe he'd do anything

to endanger North Port.

You don't know my dad very well.

After my mother's funeral,

l just wanted somebody

to comfort me

and to hold.

l went up to my dad's room

and he wasn't there.

But there was a letter

on his desk.

lt was from my mother.

lt was her suicide note.

Beth, it was an accident.

She knew how many pills to take.

He lied, Richard.

He lied to me

and he lied to the town.

Because for him,

suicide's an embarrassment.

[sighs]

l did miss you, Richard.

[whispers]

l missed you.

[buzzing]

Yeah.

Jake?

Ready or not, here l come!

Jake?

Send the women home,

it's time for checkers.

[owl hoots]

Wish you'd quit

movin' stuff on me, Jake.

Jake?

Hey, Jake?

Dead to the world, huh?

Lillian sent the good stuff.

Wakey, wakey, Jakey, Jakey.

[buzzing]

[buzzing]

All right, Hauser,

you just try concentrating.

You're not grasping this--

if this gets to the mainland,

we'll never stop it.

ls it possible

you're overreacting, Elias?

lf Retenone is lethal

to human beings,

that means evacuation,

that means official scrutiny.

Hauser, scrutiny is nothing

compared to the alternative.

Don't go back

to Los Angeles.

Come back with me.

[Beth] Mm.

You do still owe me, you know.

l'll show ya.

l appreciate

that you're under stress,

but l need

a clear head out there.

All right, you try this--

see if this is clear enough.

lf you don't take immediate action,

my next call will be

to The New York Times,

is that clear?

That would be a mistake, Elias.

There are many heads

on the chopping block here.

Oh, you try me.

Elias, now look,

l prefer spraying at night.

l'll get on it now.

Stay close.

Yeah.

Come to L.A., we'll call it even.

You'll love it out there.

There's sunshine everywhere

and health clubs every three blocks

and palm trees everywhere

and a real beach without rocks.

Just wanna be where you are.

[buzzing]

Ooh, Richard!

Millie?

Mil?

Richard, l was just trying

to reach you.

Millie, get a hold of Homer.

Richard, hold on.

Perkins was fishing

down near the beach.

He thinks he found

the Gordon kid

and that missing tourist girl.

Dead.

Shoot, l forgot the--

oh, no, no biggie, okay.

Uch!

[sings]

[TVdialog]

[snores]

Oh.

Oh, you didn't.

Yes, l did.

Oh, you shouldn't.

Did you make a mess?

Well, you know if l did,

l'd clean it up.

Oh, well, l doubt that.

Come on, Aunt Clara,

l'm not always that bad.

[chuckles] Oh, you're

a piece of work, Jenny.

Oh, l know l've been a pain

since l came to stay.

But l hope this makes it up to you.

Well, you don't get to bed

too late, now.

Huh?

That daggone thing's

gonna deafen you!

What?

Oh, stop--

[groans]

[pop music plays]

Hee, hee.

[buzzing]

[chuckles]

Oh.

Oh.

Oh, no.

No, scatter!

Scatter, scatter!

Scatter, scatter, ow, ow!

Jenny! Jenny!

Jenny, no!

[moaning]

Oh, ow, Jenny!

[yells]

[moans]

Entry number 127.

Hybrid periplaneta unstable.

No, correction, correction.

lt's advanced.

Highly superior

to the original hybrid.

Now let's look at the magnification

of the egg capsules.

The egg capsules,

having survived the Retenone,

have hatched.

They're immune.

[grunts]

Easy, easy, now,

l'm losin' his head.

All right.

Uh!

What do you want me

to do with them?

Take 'em to Doc Bimstein's.

All right, l'll see you in town.

What a mess.

Richard, l have to go back

to my dad's.

l gotta force him to tell me

what's going on.

Subject's DNA proves a remarkable

capacity for adaptation.

[chuckles]

l did it.

Hello?

... want us to spray.

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