Tourist Trap
- PG
- Year:
- 1979
- 90 min
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Damn!
In the state capital today, the legislature
is winding up the current session
and by this time next week
all representatives will be involved
wooing constituents
for next springs primary.
The weather bureau marks
the current Victoria County
temperature of 98 degrees and climbing.
A high of a 102 is predicted.
Looks like Woody's farm did it again.
What happened?
The next time we go on a trip,
I'm riding this Jeep with you guys.
Look at the size of that hole!
- Didn't you bring a spare?
- Hoi! Woody came prepared.
Only didn't have any air in it.
He went off to the gas station.
He'll never find
one on this old road.
Serves him right.
Poor thing!
I'll bet his feet are aching.
Hello?
Hey, can I get some service?
Hello?
Hey?
Hello!
Anybody back here?
Excuse me.
Ma'am...
Open the door.
Open the door!
Let me go!
Let me go!
Let me go!
hot all over those springs.
You know, these
tourist traps are all alike...
They give you a big billboard,
and when you get there...
there's nothing but a roadside shack
and a bunch of cheap drinking.
Look!
It's Woody's tyre.
He must have gone this way, right?
Okay.
What happened?
I don't know.
- What's wrong?
- I don't know, man.
What happened?
I never had any trouble
with this thing before.
Sh*t!
Let me know when you get
your act together, sweetheart.
What do you think it is, Jerry?
Well, I'm a law student.
What do I know about cars?
- Hey you guys, come take a look at this!
- What is it?
I don't know...
I think it's paradise!
And you thought this
was a cheap tourist trap!
Well, I don't know about you
guys, but I'm going swimming!
I don't think you should.
Come on Molly.
Relax for a while.
- We can't go swimming anyway.
- Why not?
- We didn't bring our bathing suits.
- So?
Howdy?
You kids enjoying yourselves?
How about you, Missy?
You look to be having a good time.
Yes, sir.
Used to be I charge 75
cents a day to swim here.
Not no more though.
Used to be I'd have
25 to 30 visitors a day here.
But then the government
decided to build a new highway.
What is your name?
- Molly.
- Molly?
Hey, I like that.
I do not get many visitors, no more.
It seems that most folks
are using the new highway.
I guess they figured, it's gonna get
them to where they're going fast.
Everyone is in such
a damn hurry these days!
Do you know why that is, Molly?
I don't either.
There's not a place like
this in the whole world.
What bring you kids
to this parts anyway?
We didn't mean to trespass...
- Our friend got lost.
- A friend?
You see it...
Their car broke down.
This friend of yours... she a girl too?
No, he's a he.
His name is Woody!
Well, I can't help you. Ain't see no
one in these parts for weeks now.
I thought I'd better
come down and warn you.
You all best leave
before it gets dark.
What happens at dark?
Obviously a hole fills up
with water moccasins.
If you feel something
wiggling around you feet
it's just the early ones
comes out finding a good spot.
Hey, you guys all right?
- Some old geezer ran us off.
- He didn't run us off.
- Well, he was weird.
- Yes.
- I felt sorry for him.
- Oh, yeah?
Well how do you know he
wasn't some crazy old coop
like to chop up pretty
girls by moonlight.
Yeah, they always get
the pretty ones first.
Well, if that's the case, then you
girls have absolutely nothing to fear.
Very funny, Carl deGraaf.
What seems to be
the trouble, young fella?
Umm. Not sure.
Can't get it started.
- But I'm not much of a mechanics.
- Well, maybe I can help out.
Why don't you kids hop aboard?
We'll drop by the house for my tools.
Well, it's just down
the road, a piece in.
Well, we really
appreciate that, Mr. Slausen!
My pleasure, Molly.
My pleasure.
Well, come on kids!
Come on!
Welcome to Slausen Museum.
Now gone out of business.
Come on in kids!
Have a look around.
I decorated it myself.
Where did you get all these junk?
Oh it's junk alright.
I'm just a collector at heart.
I can't seem to bring myself
to throw anything away.
See my wife passed away just
after they finished the highway.
And the look of that is,
these junk, my memories.
Let's have that
beer I promised you.
Here we are.
Here you are Molly.
It's too bad you had to close
this place down, Mr. Slausen.
- I'm real sorry.
- Well, thank you, thank you Molly.
But hell, that ain't the worst
thing that ever happened to me.
Hell I was kicked out of the Navy when I
was 19, kicked in the head when I was 20,
... and kicked into jail when I was 21.
And that was just to warm me up
for what life had in store for me.
No sir, it's been a lot worse.
You get to be my age, you start
to understand what living is all about.
This is so life like!
Yeah, my brother got pretty
good at making those figures.
Your brother made these?
And he got so good, they hired him away
from me. Folks out in the city did it.
He's out there still making dummies
for one of them Wax Museums.
And watch this...
Pretty good heh?
Used to scare the hell out
of kids and yankee tourists.
That's quite a killing.
How did you do that?
No, my brother did that.
He was real good with
mechanical things too you know.
Gears, motors, pulleys
all that sort of stuff.
He was a real talent.
Is that where you live?
Nope.
I live right here in the museum.
- Who lives over there?
- Well...
Nobody really.
Just Davey.
Who is Davey?
Well, Davey Crockett, who else!
You see, he and General
Custer here couldn't get along,
... so I had to separate them.
You girls mind guarding the place
while me and Jerry fix up his Jeep.
Guard it from what?
Oh, souvenir hunters.
Mr. Slausen!
- Can I use your phone?
- Oh sure, help yourself!
But it doesn't work.
I got nobody to call.
Oh if you are thinking about
wandering around outside...
I wouldn't if I were you.
- Why not?
- Well, I just wouldn't...
it's not safe at night.
We got trouble with coyotes.
Be back directly.
Something funny about that man.
He's lonely.
Likes living in the
past, that's all.
Something funny
about that house too.
I don't think Mr. Slausen wants
you fooling around out there.
Look, he's hiding something. I mean,
why else would he want us to stay away?
- Who cares?
- Aren't you curious?
- Nope.
- Well, I am.
Beside, Davey may have
a phone that works.
Eileen, don't go out there.
If I'm not back in 10
minutes inform the posse.
Hello?
Okay by me, I just assumed...
Hello?
Oh, my God.
Eileen...
Woody?
Is that you?
Woody?
Eileen...
Woody?
Woody?
Look at this!
Look at her features.
Aren't they strange?
Kind of looks like she could move.
What's the matter?
Feels like flesh.
Oh, you're right!
Must be made out of some
special rubber or something.
I don't want to
look at it anymore.
Molly, it's only a mannequin.
- Did you hear that?
- Mm hmm.
- Did you see anything?
- No.
I scared you, didn't I?
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