The Return of the Living Dead Page #6

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Wait a minute.

Spider, open the door.

I'm going to knock his goddamn block off.

It was wrong for you to lock me up.

I had to hurt myself to get out.

But I forgive you, darling.

And I know you're here...

because I can smell your brains.

Go away!

I'm coming up, Tina.

Now you made me hurt myself again.

You made me break my hand

completely off this time, Tina.

But I don't care, darling...

because I love you.

You've got to let me eat your brain.

Open the goddamn door.

Brains!

Get him down.

All right, you guys, go.

Get in there, come on, fast. Get in!

Watch it, the step's out.

Jesus Christ.

That's our friend. The Tarman got him.

Give me the police.

It's an emergency, Operator.

Captain, over here.

- Yes, go ahead.

- You've got to help us.

There's a bunch of us inside your barricade,

and we can't get out.

First of all,

what the hell is going on in there?

I lost a dozen good men,

and nobody can tell me jack sh*t.

There are people in the cemetery

who are stark, staring mad.

They'll kill you and eat you.

It's like a disease, it's like rabies,

only faster.

That's why you got to come in here

and get us out now. Please.

Just a minute, I can't hear.

There's a lot of noise out here.

What the hell's going on?

Halt! I said halt!

- Watch it.

- They're crazy!

- What?

- What is it?

They got the cops.

That means they're breaking out

of the barricade. Jesus Christ.

What's he doing?

What are you doing?

Hello?

I'm calling the number

stenciled on the tank.

- Your name, please?

- Burt Wilson.

Stay on the line, Mr. Wilson.

You're being transferred.

This is Com-Q, Denver, go ahead.

Denver, this is Wichita. I've got a

CLY priority on a 114. Who's up?

That would be Col. Glover, San Diego.

I'll put you through.

Yes?

Yes, Captain.

- I see. Very well.

- Horace.

- Put the call through to me.

- What is it?

Yes, put him on.

Mr. Wilson, where are you calling from?

I see. When did this take place?

And when was the tank first breached?

Why didn't you call

this number immediately?

I see. It's understandable.

What happened next?

You did? And what effect did that have?

What did you do then?

And what did they do?

I see.

Really?

How many did you say?

And how many acres

does this cemetery cover, sir?

Yes.

I see.

Yes, I see.

Of course. Thank you

for your assistance, Mr. Wilson.

I'll switch you back to Capt. Turner.

He'll talk to you.

Sir, this is Col. Glover.

I'm sorry to disturb you at this hour,

but we're at Q-2 status.

It looks like we've found

that lost consignment of Easter eggs.

Yes, sir, pretty sure.

They've turned up in Louisville.

I'm getting confirmations on this

from the Louisville Police Department.

Louisville, Kentucky, sir.

It would be good news,

except that the eggs have hatched.

What are they doing?

Hang on a second, would you?

It's weird. These people seem to say

they've been waiting for this to happen.

Apparently, they've got some sort of

contingency plan to deal with it.

- That's great!

- What is this plan?

Sgt. Jefferson, 42nd Special

Mobile Artillery. Yes, sir.

Good morning to you, too, sir.

Yes, sir. Whatever you say, sir.

The code numbers please, sir.

Archimedes. Hotdog. Rhubarb.

Niner. Zero. Niner. Gotcha, sir.

Bearing. Mark 2-2-0.

Bearing, 2-2-0.

Range. Mark 134 miles.

Range, 1-3-4 miles.

Hey, listen.

You hear anything?

Tina.

Spectacular result, sir.

Very close to optimal placement.

Only 20 square blocks destroyed.

Less than 4,000 dead, General.

I wouldn't worry about the fires, General.

The rain is taking care of that right now.

There have been complaints

about burning skin, but I shouldn't worry.

Minor irritation, General.

The rain will wash everything away.

That's correct, sir.

All should be back to normal by morning.

I understand the President

will visit Louisville tomorrow.

No, we wouldn't want that to happen, sir.

No, this hasn't been

very pleasant for anyone.

Thank you, sir. Goodnight, sir.

More brains!

- What are we gonna do?

- We're gonna kill it!

It's all over everything.

- Stupid a**hole!

- Watch your tongue if you like this job.

Like this job?

Burt? Frank.

We have a little problem.

Do you ever fantasize...

about being killed?

- The brain!

- I hit the f***ing brain.

- How do you kill something that's dead?

- How do I know?

- I don't know, let me think.

- It's not a bad question.

What do you think this is about?

You think this is a f***in' costume?

This is a way of life!

- There's 100 of those f***ers.

- A hundred?

Brains!

Send more cops.

I think things are getting out of hand.

Get it off!

- It worked in the movie.

- It ain't working now.

You mean the movie lied?

It's not a bad question, Burt.

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