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(whooshing)

(bats chirping)

(wings flapping)

(wind howling)

(ominous music)

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(somber piano music)

(eerie music)

(dramatic music)

(wind howling)

(rumbling)

(whooshing)

(electronic buzzing)

(quacking)

(electronic beeping)

(wind howling)

(fizzling)

(ominous music)

(buzzing)

(quacking)

(airplane zooming)

(quacking)

(ominous music)

(rumbling)

(birds chirping)

- I've got this invitation to go to Acapulco.

It's just too good to miss.

What do you want?

- Momma, you've been to Acapulco.

How many times do you wanna go to Acapulco?

- Till they stop asking me, sweetheart.

(dramatic music)

(upbeat radio funk music)

(birds chirping)

- Who goes?

- It's me, Billy.

- Password.

- It's me, Colonel, Billy Duncan.

I just wanna see Kathy.

- You get off of these premises.

- Come on, Colonel, I only wanna see Kathy.

- What about?

- Colonel, that's private.

- That's private?

What is this stuff you're pulling on me?

You're just like those guys, those white collar guys,

down there at Cherry Point!

Everything is "hush, hush!"

Operation Sand Dust, hush, hush!

Everybody connected with it, hush, hush!

Everybody except me.

Because I know something they didn't know I knew.

Now you get away from that!

You bastards are all alike.

With your disguises and your tricks

and your phony ides!

- Colonel,

if you'd just call Kathy.

- Now you leave Kathy out of this!

You leave!

You leave!

You!

(dramatic music)

Operation Sand Dust.

- Grandpa?

- Operation Sand

Dust.

(dramatic music)

Operation.

- What that Billy?

- Sand Dust.

- Grandpa?

Grandpa, come on inside.

(upbeat radio funk music)

(inhaling)

(faint police radio commotion)

- Why do you keep smoking that stuff for?

- Shit.

Don't cost nothing.

I take it from those kids.

- You keep smoking that,

you're gonna get us thrown off the force.

(inhaling)

- Hey.

That feels good. (giggling)

- Ah, give me a puff.

(faint police radio commotion)

(coughing)

(zooming) (faint radio funk music)

Who was that?

- I think it's that Bill Duncan.

- Bill Duncan kid, huh?

Well let's go get him.

(engine rumbling)

(tires screeching)

You idiot!

(engine revving)

(siren alarming)

All right, force him over!

(silly music)

(tires screeching)

(silly music)

You never learn, do you, boy?

- Hey, can't you let me go just this once?

I'm gonna blow my insurance.

I'm already paying double.

- That's all right, your momma's got enough money.

By the way,

how's your momma these days?

- Nevermind.

Just give me the ticket, Officer Ungar.

- Sign there, boy, I'll make you a star.

(engine rumbling)

(tires screeching)

- Do we get him again, Pete?

- No.

Too damn hot.

(engine rumbling)

(horn honking)

(rumbling)

(bell ringing)

(thudding)

(engine puttering)

(funk music)

(horn honking)

(horn honking)

- You see who's out early this morning, Froggy?

- I bet he ain't got out reason, Chuck.

- No, he wouldn't like that kind of party.

It's a little too rough for him.

I've been up all night and I don't feel sleepy.

Froggy, you think our boy here

would like to give us a little race?

- Billy, hell, he never races.

- Who the hell told you that?

I'll show you a race.

(engine stalling)

(laughing)

- [Chuck] All right, how much handicap you want?

(laughing)

(funk music)

(engine stalling)

(banging)

(eerie music)

(ominous music)

(fizzling)

(wind howling)

(ominous music)

(wind howling)

- Pow!

Pow, pow, pow!

Pow!

Pow, pow!

Pow!

Pow, pow!

Pow!

Pow, pow!

Pow!

(wind howling)

Pow!

(foreboding music)

(fizzling)

(clunking)

(clunking)

(fizzling) (suspenseful music)

(fizzling)

(fire crackling)

(fizzling)

(suspenseful music)

(fizzling)

(booming)

(ominous music)

(yelping)

- What do I owe you?

- That'll be...

That's...

Sorry, I didn't hear you coming.

That'll be $11.15 with the oil.

Thank you, Mr. Craig.

- How far is it to the nearest hotel?

- You stopping here?

- You don't like this town, buddy?

- Oh, sure, sure.

Just a few blocks to the end of town, there's a motel.

(engine rumbling)

(motor buzzing)

- Billy?

Billy?

(birds chirping)

(moaning) (yelping)

(laughing)

God, I swear you're more trouble than you're worth.

- Am I?

Am I?

(giggling)

(pleasant music)

- Well, if you don't look like

the cat that swallowed the cream.

Where you been all morning?

Not waking people up at the crack of dawn, I hope.

Oh, Billy.

Can't you be more ordinary?

- Yeah?

(pleasant music)

- Grandpa's so mad right now.

He says he's gonna shoot you on sight

next time you set foot on the property.

I do believe if you were more ordinary right though,

you wouldn't be my Billy, would you?

So peaceful here.

Wish it was always this way.

Just you and me and the sky.

Looks like a cup.

A giant blue cup.

- Yeah and we're the drags.

Pour it out.

(pleasant music)

- There's something so dark in you sometimes.

It just sends shivers up and down my spine.

- I love you, Kathy.

- Are you crazy?

You wanna be late?

- For what?

- For Franny's birthday party.

We're all due there about three.

- I don't wanna go to no party.

- Well, Mr. Billy Duncan, if you don't wanna go,

I could always accept an invitation

by a certain Chuck Boran.

- Over my dead body.

- [Kathy] What's this?

- I don't know.

Could be something bit me when I was--

- [Kathy] When you was what?

- I was fooling around in the desert this morning.

- You better put something on that.

That looks pretty mean.

(rumbling)

(electronic beeping)

(quacking)

(machinery humming)

(speaking alien language)

(machinery humming)

(speaking alien language)

(ominous music)

(whooshing)

(wind howling)

(foreboding music)

- You cut the first piece.

- Well, who wants cake?

- [Guests] I do!

(upbeat music)

(people chattering)

- Hey, get your red-hot franks here.

(giggling)

(upbeat music)

Get your red-hot franks here.

Oh momma, wouldn't Chuck like to give you

his red-hot frank right now.

- From what I hear, Chucky, it ain't so hot.

- He's got an affidavit.

(upbeat music)

(yelping) (water splashing)

- You creep!

(splashing)

(upbeat music)

- Hi, Billy.

How about a swim?

- I admit it, I feel kinda lazy right now.

(water splashing)

(water sloshing)

(people laughing)

(upbeat music)

(water splashing)

- Hi, Fran.

- Hey, you want some cake?

I wonder why no one wants any cake.

- I'll take a bite.

- Wanna bite?

- Yeah, I wanna bite.

(splashing)

- Some birthday.

Outside of you, Kathy, I don't think anyone would've come

if it weren't for the pool.

- Don't be silly, Franny, you've got lots of friends.

- Yeah, as long as I don't run out of pools.

- I'm gonna go change.

Will you tell Billy if he gets up?

- [Radio Announcer] In South Africa,

the leading spokesman for the dissident army

said it would have nuclear capability by 1979.

While France today it's 28th atom bomb.

- They tell me cake is bad for me, what about radiation?

- What about it?

You seen Kathy?

- She went inside to get changed.

- [Radio Announcer] They only saw a slow moving

pinpoint of light.

You couldn't hear the darn thing--

(upbeat music)

(people chattering)

- You seen Kathy?

- No, I haven't seen her.

(Kathy whimpering)

- Get off of me, you stupid oaf!

- You might like it!

(thudding)

(groaning)

(thudding)

- Come on, you bastards!

- Billy don't!

- Froggy, the boy wants a fight.

- [Froggy] He wants to get his head broken.

- Billy, don't.

Billy, don't.

Nothing happened.

Please, Billy, for me?

Leave him alone.

(thudding)

Leave him alone!

(thudding)

I'll kill you!

Oh, I'm sorry.

I'm sorry, Billy.

Please don't be angry with me, forgive me.

If only I hadn't interfered.

Billy, forgive me.

- Don't say that.

Don't ever say that.

- What?

- "Forgive me."

No need to forgive.

You were only trying to help.

- That's all I meant to do, Billy, is help you.

- That's why I should be asking you to forgive me.

For needing help.

- Oh, Billy, in some ways

you're the strongest person I've ever met.

- Yeah, I bet you're the only one in town who thinks that.

- Who else matters?

- Nobody.

Me and you.

Come on, let's get out of here.

(dramatic music)

(engine rumbling)

(crickets chirping)

(ominous music)

(faint upbeat radio music)

- I had the most marvelous time.

- I'll bet.

(ominous music)

- Hey, Froggy!

- Keep it down.

(foreboding music)

(fizzling)

(explosion rumbling)

- Oh, Jesus!

That coulda killed me!

- That coulda killed all of us!

- We better get in the house!

- I'll call the police!

(foreboding music)

(fire crackling)

- Ungar, Jeep, you hear me?!

Damn.

(police radio commotion)

- It beats me how you can swallow down

a whole hot tamale first thing in the morning.

You know what the lining of your stomach must look like?

Give me a bite.

Jeep, Ungar, get in here!

Nice of you to show up.

I want you to run over to the Walton place

and get a statement from Franny Walton

about that car blew up last night.

Think you can handle that?

- We got it.

- Thank you.

(clearing throat)

(engine rumbling)

(typewriter clicking)

Liz, what're you doing, typing a novel?

- Banging away as usual, sir.

(typewriter clicking)

(ominous music)

(typewriter clicking)

- Come on in here.

What can I do for you, fella?

- First, you take your feet of the desk.

Second, take the cigar out of your mouth

and third, you stand up.

- And who the hell are you?

Excuse me, Mr. Craig,

I didn't know.

Why don't you sit down, sir?

- You can sit down now.

If I were to ask you if anything unusual happened here

in the last 24 hours, what would you say?

- I don't know, nothing much.

I did get this call about a car blowing up

over at the old Walton place but

that's just kid stuff.

You know, a prank, kids fooling around.

- I want a list of everyone at the house when it happened

and I want the town sealed off.

- What do you mean, Mr. Craig?

- I mean, no news flashes, no news leaks,

no news, period.

Unless I say otherwise.

Understood?

- Understood.

(somber music)

- You don't look so bad today, Billy.

- I feel so good, I feel like an idiot going to the doctor.

- What about the lump on your chest?

My God, Billy, it's bigger.

- Yeah, it seems like.

- Well Dr. Mellon it is.

You know what Franny told me this morning?

- She ate the whole birthday cake.

- No.

Be serious.

Someone blew up Chuck's car.

- What?

Who would wanna do a thing like that?

- What're you eating now?

- Lunch.

- Healthy girl.

- [Sheriff] Boran!

- Hey, how long do we have to stay here?

- Well, I guess you gotta stay here

as long as the sheriff says you have to, huh?

- You know, this is like a flash, it came down from the sky!

- Lightening?

- No, I know lightening when I see it

and this wasn't lightening.

This was a solid circle with color, then pow!

You know, just between us, I think it was a flying saucer.

- Kid's nuts.

Seen Star Wars five times.

- Listen, I know lightening when I see it

and this was something else!

(somber music)

- Can I get dressed now, Dr. Mellon?

- Huh?

No, not yet.

Come in the other room.

Lie down, Billy.

Does that hurt?

- No, Doc.

- That?

- No.

(clinking)

- Do you feel that?

- No.

- Quite frankly,

Billy, I must confess, I am puzzled.

That is quite close to the surface

and what I would like to do is try to remove it,

if that's all right with you.

- Sure, Doc, whatever you think.

- Okay.

Now what I'm gonna do is give you a local

to anesthetize the area, it won't hurt.

(ominous music)

Now you be careful that doesn't get infected, all right?

- [Kathy] You okay, Billy?

- Sure, Doc patched me up just fine.

- Oh, by the way, give me a call in a couple of days

because I gotta run the specimen

over to Springfield myself tonight

and I'll have the answer in about 12 hours.

- Thanks, Doc.

- Yes, thank you.

- Would you mind cleaning up the examining room?

- Yes, sir.

- Thank you.

Yeah, Mike?

Oh, thank God I caught you at lunch, huh?

- I'm surprised you noticed something like lunch time.

How are you, Doc, long time no see.

- Oh, it's too long.

Listen, Mike, I want you to do me a favor.

- Sure, Doc, shoot.

- I would like to bring a specimen over tonight and...

No, after hours.

I'm afraid it'll be around midnight.

Would you wait?

- It's that important?

- It could be.

I'll get there as soon as I can

but I am afraid it will be after midnight.

Thank you.

All right, goodbye.

(eerie music)

(foreboding music)

(tires screeching)

(fizzling)

(rumbling)

(explosion rumbling)

(menacing music)

(electronic fizzling)

(chirping)

(electronic beeping)

(whooshing)

- What're you doing here so late?

- I'm calibrating my enter thermometer.

(phone dial cranking)

- Peggy, would you look up some numbers for me, please?

First see if Dr. Mellon's at home.

And if he's not, try the Sheriff's office.

Might have been an accident.

(foreboding music)

- May just have ourselves a mad bomber, here.

(wind howling)

What do you think?

- We should call the lab in Springfield.

Tell them we found what's left of Dr. Mellon.

- Go ahead, you two.

- I want a list of everybody that's seen the doctor

in the last 24 hours.

- You don't think somebody that lives here did this.

- Let's get down to work, Sheriff.

We're running out of time.

(somber music)

(engine rumbling)

- Billy, Billy, Billy.

You're getting to be a real Dillinger, ain't you, boy?

Somebody calling for you every place.

Where you think you're going?

I know where you're going.

Get in.

See, that dude from Washington,

he wants to ask you some questions.

He's asking all kinds of questions.

See, he's from that new school.

And that ain't the way he get answers.

Now, if he's from the old school,

my school! (groaning)

Right in the belly, Billy.

That's how you get answers.

(laughing)

- Right in the belly, Billy.

That's good, Pete.

- [Sheriff] What do you know about Chuck's car

being blown up?

- All I know is what I heard

when Kathy picked me up this morning.

- Where'd you go?

- To Dr. Mellon's.

I had this sore on my chest

and Kathy thought I should let the doctor look at it.

I don't like going to doctors but.

- Do you mind showing us?

- Of course not.

- Good God.

- What's the matter?

- Nothing.

Thanks for coming in.

- You need a ride back, Billy?

- No thanks, sir.

I can make it.

- Everything seen and heard in this room stays here.

Understood?

- Understood?

- Absolutely.

I ain't never seen nothing like that.

What was it?

- That's just what I'm gonna go find out.

(ominous music)

(dramatic music)

- Well, I've given it every test I know.

It's the oddest thing.

- The oddest thing, what?

- Material is nothing that comes out of this earth.

There was some traces of burnt flesh

but the mass of it is inorganic.

- You sure of that?

- Absolutely.

And I'll tell you something else

if you wanna think I'm crazy.

Whatever it is is growing.

- You're not crazy.

Have you found anything to destroy it?

Thanks, Mike.

Emergency alert one.

(crickets chirping)

- What now?!

- I could use a Coke!

(ominous music)

(eerie music)

- Give me some, man.

I gotta use the john.

(eerie music)

(explosion rumbling)

(explosion rumbling)

(fizzling) (explosion rumbling)

(unsettling music)

(fizzling)

(birds chirping)

- How different it all looks, Billy.

Billy, you asleep?

- No.

Of course not.

I heard every word you said.

- Oh, then what did I say then?

- "How different it all looks, Billy."

- You're provoking, you know that?

You're absolutely, positively provoking.

(pleasant music)

(pleasant music)

(birds chirping)

(ominous music)

(menacing music)

(screaming)

(screaming)

(birds chirping)

(knocking)

- Well,

Tony Craig.

- It's been awhile, Colonel.

- A couple wars, I'd say.

Well, come in, come in.

- Not bad.

- It's mediocre.

Figured for a bigger finish.

- Maybe General?

- Yeah.

Yeah.

Yeah, they offered me an early retirement.

I accepted.

Hobson's choice.

Oh, sit down, sit down, make yourself comfortable.

- I'm afraid there's no time for that.

- Well, what's your problem?

Have a drink?

(menacing music) (growling)

(fizzling) (explosion rumbling)

(suspenseful music)

(military drumming)

(tires screeching)

- 22 to dispatch.

(upbeat radio funk music)

- Boy, this has gotta be the best buggy in town.

I can't wait until everyone sees us driving around in this.

You know, I can't believe them insurance guys

actually believed that stupid story about lightening.

- Shut up, Froggy.

- Sure, Chuck, sure.

(upbeat radio funk music)

You know, I can't believe them Springfield dudes

would actually believe that story about lightening.

I mean, you gotta be stupid to actually--

- Froggy, shut up!

- Sure, Chuck, sure.

(upbeat radio funk music)

It couldn't be raining.

- Where?

- In town, I thought I saw lightening.

- Would you knock it off with that lightening crap?!

(upbeat radio funk music)

(plane buzzing)

(dramatic music)

(buzzing)

- He's supposed to be a hot one.

Let's go get him.

(ominous music)

- Now we can get him!

(military drumming)

(plane buzzing)

(laser fizzling)

(ominous music)

(gunshots popping)

(suspenseful music)

I got him!

(suspenseful music)

That son of a bitch is still up!

(growling)

(suspenseful music)

(lasers fizzling)

(menacing music)

(upbeat radio funk music)

- Won't be long now.

(foreboding music)

(upbeat radio funk music)

Hey, Chuck, who's the creep?

(ominous music)

- Hey, creep, want a lift?

Let's give the bum a real treat.

A ride he'll never forget.

(menacing music)

(tires screeching)

(menacing music)

(tires screeching)

(menacing music)

(rumbling)

(fire crackling)

- Here, drink some of this, it'll help your nerves.

(electronic beeping)

Billy must be somewhere close.

- Billy!

- Was Billy in that car?

Come on, let's go.

(ominous music)

(chirping)

(electronic humming)

(chirping)

(foreboding music)

- Hop in, brother.

(engine puttering)

There I was, 30 thousand feet straight up.

Feeling frozen yo-yos and the string broke.

I didn't falter.

Just kept on going, man.

I knew Nevada was straight around the corner.

I turn the corner, ran smack into Betty Crocker.

She was running across the sky yelling,

"You never outgrow your need for milk."

So I looked at her and I said, "Baby,

"you're something else."

Far out, man, you know what I mean?

What you doing?

Hunting?

What you get out here?

There ain't nothing but rattle snakes and turtles.

(ominous music)

(fizzling)

(menacing music)

Far out!

(horn honking)

(sinister music)

(screaming) (fizzling)

(groaning)

(suspenseful music)

(glass shattering)

(menacing music)

(fizzling)

(dramatic music)

(booming)

(fizzling)

(rumbling)

(growling)

(eerie music)

(fire rumbling)

(sirens alarming)

(fizzling)

(explosion rumbling)

(dramatic music)

(fizzling)

(fire rumbling)

(ominous music)

(dramatic music)

(dramatic music)

(fizzling)

(fizzling)

(ominous music)

(fire crackling)

(roaring)

(ominous music)

(eerie music)

(rumbling)

(fizzling)

(whooshing)

(wind howling)

(somber music)

(somber piano music)

(dramatic piano music)

(dramatic music)

(dramatic music)

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