Tremors Page #3

l mean, God damn,

what the hell

are those things?

And how could they bury

a whole station wagon?

Why would they do it?

Come on, boy!

Come on, git, git!

Walter wouldn't know

a decent horse

if it came up and

bit him in the ass.

Wait a minute. Wait a minute.

They got wind of something

they don't like.

Git.

Something's

going on here.

l don't see

anything anywhere!

Hey! Hey, you okay?

Yeah, yeah.

What about my horse?

What in the name of. . .

That's how

they get you.

They're under

the goddamn ground.

Well, what the hell

are they?

Sons of b*tches!

Must be a million

of them !

Nope. Just one.

Come on.

He's gaining on us!

Look!

We can make it!

We can make it!

Stupid son of a b*tch.

lt knocked itself cold.

Cold, my ass!

He's dead.

We killed it.

We killed it!

F*** you !

Hey, guys.

What's going on?

Did you notice

anything weird

a minute ago?

l mean, it just. . .

What's that?

All right, together.

One, two, three.

Jesus Christ!

Does it smell like that

'cause it's dead?

l don't see any eyes.

Must be totally subterranean.

And those tentacles.

Yeah.

You know, l think

they shoot right

out of its mouth,

and they hook you

and pull you right in.

Good thing

we stopped it before

it killed anybody else.

Look, this is important,

you know.

This is like. . .

Well, let's just say it.

This is probably

the biggest zoological

discovery of the century.

Hey!

Hey, check this out.

l found the ass end.

Jesus, we really

caught something here.

Wow!

Man !

That's one big mother.

This must be the old boy

had your seismos

working overtime.

Yeah.

Yeah, it must push

itself along with these.

All of them

pushing at once.

That's why it

moved so fast.

l mean, this thing

had sensors tripping

all over the place. No. . .

Hey, Rhonda, you ever heard

of anything like this before?

Oh, sure, Earl.

Everybody knows

about them.

We just didn't tell you.

Oh, hell, man,

no one ever saw

anything like this!

We're really

onto something here.

l'll tell you

one damn thing,

old Chang don't get

his slick mitts on this

for no measly 1 5 bucks.

You got that right.

All right,

here's the plan.

We need a flatbed.

Yeah, right,

with a winch.

Yeah, five-ton maybe.

No, no, no,

don't wanna winch it.

Don't wanna winch it.

lt'd tear it all up.

All right, a crane?

Yeah, a crane

with lifting straps.

Hey. Hey, shut up.

The way l figure it,

there are three more

of these things.

What?

Three more?

l've got seismographs

all over this valley.

Now if you compare

the different readings.

Here's one at

2:
00 yesterday.

But here's one

three miles away

at the exact same time.

Now that's two.

But here. . .

Yeah, yeah. We'll take

your word for it.

Yeah, where's

your truck?

Just beyond that hill.

What? What?

Damn prairie

dog burrow.

Little sons

of b*tches.

Psst! Psst!

This way!

Up on that rock!

Looks like the one

that grabbed our truck.

Where the hell's

your truck?

lt's right over there.

Oh, man,

l don't think

we can make that.

At least he can't climb.

Oh, man !

Live ones smell

worse than the dead ones.

Phew!

l got it. l got it.

They're mutations

caused by radiation.

Or no, no, no.

The government built them.

Big surprise

for the Russians.

Well, there's

nothing like them in the

fossil record. l'm sure.

Okay, so they predate

the fossil record.

That would make them

a couple billion years old.

And we've just

never seen one

till now.

Right.

l vote for outer space.

No way these are local boys.

Well, haven't seen

a sign for hours.

Must be long gone.

Yeah, must be.

Hey, why don't you

take a little stroll

and find out?

We gotta do something.

"We gotta do something."

l don't know why "we"

always has to be "me"

every damn time.

We, we, we.

What do l look like?

An expert on worms?

Watch it, Valentine,

it's got a good

six-foot reach.

Thank you, Earl.

Son of a b*tch !

Son of a goddamn b*tch !

Pardon my French.

Sh*t! lt's been

waiting here

all this time?

l mean, how's it know

we're still here?

Well, it's got

no eyes, right?

Sure as hell can't

smell us underground.

l say it's

been listening.

Of course!

lt senses

seismic vibration.

lt can hear

every move we make,

especially on this rock,

it's a perfect conductor.

That means we're stuck.

That pisses me off!

Well, l hate to be

crude, but l gotta take

care of some business.

-Me, too.

-Same here.

Thanks.

No problem. Anytime.

Well, what's the plan?

l think the first

thing we gotta do

is see if old stumpy's

still out there.

Can l borrow

that shovel?

Yeah.

Doesn't he have

a home to go to?

That's why Edgar

never got down

off that damn tower.

l think

l have an idea.

You know,

we're gonna have to

come up with

some sort of plan,

he's just gonna

wait us to death.

Yeah, well, l was. . .

Why don't we just

make a run for it?

We outran him yesterday.

Run for it?

Running's not a plan.

Now running's what you do

when a plan fails.

Valentine, you're not

even trying to think

of a plan.

Well, it ain't like

we got a hell of

a lot of options.

There's always options.

We just gotta think

of them, that's all.

All right, well,

why don't you

start thinking?

Why in the hell

do l always have to

do all the thinking?

Who died and

made you Einstein?

You guys know

how to pole vault?

We just stay

where he can't get us,

on these

residual boulders.

My truck's parked

right next to one.

Stay on those

residual boulders!

That Tammy Lynn Baxter,

she do much pole vaulting?

Sh*t!

That's pretty good.

That slimebag ain't

gonna give us much time

once we hit that truck.

l say we all

jump together.

Right.

Wait.

Okay, ready.

One, two, three!

Go! Go! Go! Go!

Watch it, Val !

Move! Move!

Could somebody,

perhaps, help me?

Burt! Heather!

No! No! No!

The snake things are

just their tongues

or something.

These animals are huge!

l'm sorry. l'm having

a real difficult time

with this.

Come on,

you guys, answer.

Come back.

Hey, Walter.

Where's Burt and Heather?

l can't reach them.

l guess they're still

driving around somewhere.

Hey, Rhonda,

what's the name

you call those things?

Where do they

come from?

Huh?

l don't know.

You're a scientist,

aren't you?

Yeah, aren't you

supposed to have

a theory or something?

Look, these creatures

are absolutely unprecedented.

Yeah. But where do

they come from?

Yeah !

lt doesn't matter

where they come from.

No name? Ha!

We discovered them,

we should name them !

Walter, forget

the damn name!

Now me and Earl think

we better get the hell

out of this valley.

Hang on, Val.

Let's not go off

half-cocked.

Yeah. Well,

somebody's bound

to come check on us,

once they see

the road is out

and the lines are down.

Yeah, that's

how it works.

Or "suckoids." "Oids."

Oids. l like snakeoids.

One of them comes near me,

and l'll just hit him

with a five-pound pickax.

No. You don't

understand, Nestor.

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