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- Lots of 'em. Pretty and unattached.

Oh, yeah!

Whoo!

I don't feel good.

Stop the car, Dad. I'm sick!

You stuffed yourself like a pig, Joshua!

I'd really love to see you get sick!

You ate too much.

Dad, stop the car.

Joshua's ready to be eaten!

(growling)

- No! Don't eat me!

- Joshua!

Was I dreaming?

Who wanted to eat you, little brother?

Nobody.

We're only a few miles away, Josh.

Speaking of eating,

do you want some, Joshua?

No, thanks.

- Stop the car, Daddy. Stop!

- What's wrong, Josh?

- Do you have to throw up?

- Yes. I have to throw up.

- What are you doing here, Grandpa?

- What are all of you doing here?

- You have to make them go back.

- Why?

You're getting yourselves into big trouble.

This is a bad place, little one.

It even gives me the creeps.

Can't you tell me more, Grandpa?

What are you doing, Joshua?

So how about it?

Are you gonna give me a ride or not?

Get in the car, Joshua. Come on! Hurry!

Come on! Get in!

Holly!

Come on! Holly! Quick!

- That was them, right?

- Yeah, right. She just...

- Why didn't Holly stop them?

- I don't think this was a good idea.

- Shut up! I'm in charge, not her.

- Yeah, says you!

- There's no one here.

- It's normal.

It's a farming community. At this

time of night everybody goes to sleep.

- Where's the farm?

- Over there.

Now, remember, we're the farmer Waits.

We're country people.

- Dad?

- What, Josh?

I don't like this place.

Can we go home?

- What?

- Don't listen to him.

- Lead the way, Farmer Waits.

- OK.

Fresh air! Country air!

Hello.

- You're late.

- I'm sorry. We had a small mishap.

- Here are the keys.

- Um, here are ours.

Enjoy your stay in Nilbog.

Enjoy our city, too.

You'll enjoy our city.

It has some smog and it's a little noisy,

but our house

has all the major conveniences.

It's got a microwave and video.

All the other appliances.

- Yeah.

- A refrigerator, a bar.

People of few words.

Come on. Let's go in.

Joshua? You coming?

- Yeah, not bad!

- I'm hungry.

They've probably left something

behind, I'd be willing to bet.

Come take a look, everyone!

Typical country hospitality.

Let's dig in.

- (father) I am so hungry.

- (mother) Here, have some of this.

Here, try this. That looks good...

- Grandpa!

- Don't let them eat, Joshua.

For the love of God, don't let them eat!

Aren't you hungry, Joshua?

Most of this stuff is green.

How weird.

Stop them, Joshua.

You're the only one that can do it.

If they eat, they'll come to

the same end as Peter in the story.

But how can I stop them?

OK, you have 30 seconds

to come up with some way to stop them.

I must do it!

I must do it! I must do it!

No, Daddy! Please!

Don't hit him, Michael.

Please don't hit him!

Why not? It's what he deserves -

a big spanking for a little sh*t.

Joshua is not a little sh*t.

He's just very sensitive.

This smells!

Do you see this writing?

Do you know what it means?

Hospitality,

and you can't piss on hospitality.

- I won't allow it!

- What are you going to do, Daddy?

Tighten my belt

so I don't feel hunger pains.

Your sister and mother will do likewise.

OK, Joshua. You want to get rough?

You wanna show that you don't like

this house by going on hunger strike?

I'll accept the challenge, but when I was

your age I really did suffer from hunger.

We'll see who gets through this,

but I've got more practice.

I'll see you tomorrow.

(explosions on television)

I'm sick of this. Where are

the unattached horny girls, Elliot?

Don't be a pain in the neck, Arnold.

We just got here.

I'm going outside

for a breath of fresh air.

Hey, Arnold. If you find any twins,

don't be greedy.

Hey! Hey!

Hey!

Ma'am? Please stop.

Stop, I say.

Hey! Please stop!

Excuse me, ma'am!

Stop!

Stop, stop, I say!

- Who are you?

- Who are you?

- Are you one of the monsters?

- I've been called a lot of things.

- But not a monster.

- You're human?

Very human. You wanna see?

- Are you sick?

- They made me eat that stuff.

- I think I'm dying.

- They who?

- Who are you talking about?

- There they are!

(growling)

- Uh, what are they?

- Monsters!

- What do you want from me?

- Uh... Wait here.

Wait here. I'll take care of 'em.

(throaty growls)

Let me give you some advice, you dwarfs.

Get out of here or

you're going to be in a lot of trouble.

(growls intensify)

- What do we have to do?

- And remember...

(ferocious growling)

Did you guys hear that yell?

It was probably just Arnold

deflowering a Nilbog virgin.

No, that wasn't the scream

of a woman. That was Arnold.

Well, then, it was probably a girl

from Nilbog deflowering Arnold.

Probably!

(cries out)

Let's get out of here! Quick!

Let's hide in this house.

What kind of a place is this?

This is my house!

Allow me to introduce myself.

I am Creedence Leonor Gielgud,

of ancient druid origins.

My ancestors came from Stonehenge.

Am I mistaken or is there something

wrong with the two of you?

We... We need a doctor, ma'am.

Please call the nearest hospital.

There is no hospital in Nilbog.

We are used to curing ourselves.

Here we are.

This broth

is miraculous.

It contains sap from the forest.

It is a concentration of all

the vegetal properties of the earth.

Drink of it.

Children!

My poor children!

(cries out)

(splutters)

What's wrong? What's wrong with her?

Don't worry about her.

Drink your broth.

(moaning)

- I can't move! Why?

- You talk too much for me.

What's happening? Why can't I move?

There must be a logical reason.

Shut up!

She's... She's changing!

She is purifying herself.

Now she is one

with the vegetable world.

- (screams)

- Now she is food for my children.

Oh!

Make yourselves comfortable!

Dinner is ready.

They're eating her.

And then they're going to eat me!

(voracious gobbling)

Oh, my God!

I don't like this place, not one bit.

(dance music plays)

(music stops)

Dear Elliot Cooper.

Tomorrow morning

will be your final judgment.

Either me or your boys.

Take it or leave it.

The beautiful Holly Waits

or your lovely little boys.

Make a choice, Elliot!

Joshua! Joshua!

Mom!

Dad!

Mom! Mom!

What is it? What's the matter?

- What's wrong?

- I saw him.

- Who? Who did you see?

- Grandpa Seth.

See? It wasn't me this time!

It was a reflection in the mirror.

It was him. Grandpa Seth

was calling out to Joshua.

I'm tired of this.

Come with me, all of you.

So where's that damn mirror?

It's right... It's right there.

Look, there's no one other than us.

But he was there before.

It's gotta be your imagination

or a hallucination.

- Are you still smoking dope, Holly?

- I swore I wouldn't, Dad.

I want to get up early in the morning.

We're still farmers, right?

I am not sleeping in this room.

- Didn't you hear what your father said?

- I'm not sleeping here.

I'll sleep here.

- You would really do that for me?

- Sure.

Why not? I'm not afraid.

- Good night, son.

- Good night, Josh. Thank you.

Good night, Josh. Now, go to sleep!

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