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Excuse me, ma'am.
Excuse me.

(SCREECHING IN HEADPHONES)

You got a problem,
pretty boy?

Well, sorry.
I don't mean to interrupt,

but Jodi at the store
said you were up here,

and, uh, probably weren't
wearing a wrist-seismo.

SOP for Graboid country,
isn't it? Bought mine online.

Got my own redundancy system, as well.

Dr. Donna Debevic, San
Diego Animal Science Labs.

And I'm no virgin to risk.

(WRIST-SEISMO BUZZING)

(BEEPS)

(WHISPERING)
Graboid. Don't move.

I know. I'm sending out an
ultrasonic signal to attract him.

You're doing what?

I'm here to record the
sounds of your Graboid.

Great. Now, turn
the signal off.

Which one
of those is it?

Too late for that.

(RUMBLING)

How you plan on getting rid of him?

Decoy the brute.

(RUMBLING CONTINUES)

What the hell?

Did you decoy him?

No. He doesn't give up that quickly.

You must have
done something.

Negative. Simply recording
the sightless beast.

(BEEPS)
Looks like your beast...

(SCREECHING IN HEADPHONES)

(EXCLAIMS) Damn,
that one is loud!

(BEEPS)

TYLER: What the hell
is that?

There's another Graboid
in the valley.

So? You got
your monitoring system.

We're safe, aren't we?

(BEEPS)

(STATIC)

What...

DEBEVIC: I was so absorbed in my work,

I didn't notice
my tire was flat.

What was it you heard
that made your ears hurt?

Graboid that chased
the first one away.

(SCREECHING ON TAPE)

Graboids don't
sound like that.

I see. And you know this

because you've
professionally recorded them

on your state of the art
equipment subterraneanly?

Probably know it
because I live with one.

Every individual in the
species has its own voice.

Not exactly what
I want to hear.

Where you staying?

I'm bunking at the lab
while Dr. Matthews is away.

I'm finishing up my book
on animal communications

while adding to my collection
of animal distress signals

and wildlife mating calls.

Mating calls?

(SCOFFS) I've been
there. Heard the jokes.

Guess so.

You scientists
sure don't know

how to leave us
alone out here, do you?

You're the one who chose
to live in North America's

most scientifically
interesting stretch of acreage.

You want a quiet life,
live in LA.

So, what do you think?
Sorry, Jodi.

Yeah, it's like
the mummy's hand

suddenly creeping
out of nowhere, huh?

Larry, what are you
doing here?

Well, I would
have e-mailed you

but they canceled
my account.

I hope you don't mind

but I did a little
rearranging of the shelves.

I was at Nancy's
for 20 minutes

and you take
over my store?

Yeah. See, it's all about
how you display the stuff.

I mean, there's dust
on half these items.

You're not moving
the merchandise.

That's because they're
paving the road, Larry.

You didn't notice?

I get like maybe five or six
customers a day if I'm lucky.

What is this?

(EXCLAIMS) It's a gift! Fly strips.

Yeah, see, my mom, she
uses them back in Kenosha,

and there's no flies on
her pimento loaf. Ever!

Larry, right here. Focus!

What are you doing
back in Perfection?

You guys were so great to
me when I visited last time

and I went back
to Wisconsin,

and I like,
looked at my life,

and I thought
things through...

Whoa! Wait! You're not
visiting? You moved here?

Larry, you've got
to understand,

I mean, we all live here

because either we
really enjoy solitude...

Tell me about it.

...or we hate the big
city corporate life!

Tell me about it.

But we can barely
make a living.

Tell me about it.

Larry, listen, if you
think you can live here,

please do not try
to run my store.

Okay, yeah, yeah, it's your
store. You're in charge.

I'm just your assistant.

Hey, Tyler, it's me.

I'm afraid so.
He's visiting again?

You're not serious.

You know,
if I move here,

the population of your
town increases 14%.

Yeah, well, it's gonna decrease fast

because we might have a
second Graboid out there.

Oh!
What?

No kidding!

How did that happen? I
mean, where did he come from?

Don't know. Just saw
something on my seismo-screen

before the whole
system went down.

Communications snafu.
Been through it before.

Although I was
not concerned,

the fact is our wrist-seismos
failed to perform adequately.

The two us easily could have been caught

with our shorts down.

You know,
figuratively speaking.

This is Dr...

Donna Debevic,
animal communications,

here to study Graboid-speak.

They speak?
Ultrasonically.

Day of the Dolphin,
George C. Scott, 1973.

(IMITATING DOLPHIN SQUEALING)

"Alpha love Beta.
Beta love Fa."

You ever see that film?

(WRIST-SEISMOS BUZZING)
Good movie. Hmm?

Seismos seem
to be working now.

Shouldn't things start shaking by now?

What, what, what?
What? What?

(BEEPING)

There's no Graboids
for miles.

(BEEPING)

TYLER: It's nowhere near us.

(STATIC NOISE)

What the hell?

This doesn't happen.

It did. Either
a faulty power source

or some kind of
interference with the signal.

No, power's fine. We check
the geophones around the valley

once a week.

Could be your
signal's jammed.

First thing an alien
invasion force would do

is jam all...

Larry, if you
don't shut up...

Someone might jam
your communications.

JODl: What the
heck is this?

LARRY: It's a second Graboid.

This is so cool!

No, this is
not so cool.

Logic suggests it's why
our seismos aren't working.

Because of a second worm?
That doesn't make any sense.

I'm gonna go check
the geophones.

Okay, bro. Let's round
up Burt. Get to work!

Burt's not here.

And neither are you!
I'll be back.

Oh, hold on, cowboy, if there
is another Graboid out there,

I want to be there to
hear him talk again.

Forget it!

DEBEVIC: Look,
you know, you need...

Where's Burt?

Idaho.

On assignment.

No way, Doc.
We're flying blind here

and I already saved you
from one horrible death.

DEBEVIC: How?
By giving me a ride?

For which I'll mention you
in the paper I'm writing.

But I have signed
a release form

and you do have
possession of my equipment.

Yes, I do.

You son of a...

I thought I recognized your car.

Hey, Nancy, I'm here.

Yes, you are.

What for?

He's my driver.

Your friend's not leaving without me.

Great! He needs backup,
anyway. See you later.

MAN: Come on,
nice and easy.

How you doing?

JODI ON RADIO: We're having
trouble with the seismo-monitors.

Tyler's checking
on it right now

but you should
be careful.

ROSALITA: I will. I'm just
trying to figure out

what happened
to the fence posts.

Fence posts?

Yeah, the ones Harlow put in yesterday.

And now somebody
stole them.

But how do you do that
without taking the wire?

ROSALITA ON RADIO: It's
like the wood just vanished.

Listen, you should
head for cover

until we get the monitoring
system working okay again.

Jodi out.

(SIGHS)

MAN: Hey, slow down!

Sorry, Tyler.

Had no choice. She's
a very forceful woman.

She's got a Xena thing going on.

TYLER: Yeah, she kinda
reminds me of Burt.

The way Burt put these things together,

there's no way they
could misread a signal.

Hey, what's he doing
in Idaho, anyway?

I won't tell a soul.

Really?

(WHISPERS) Really.

It's a downed spacecraft.

They think it may
be Venutians.

They needed
Burt's expertise

in tracking the
escaped aliens.

Just kidding.

Don't do that to me!

(BOTH LAUGH)

Sorry, he's just picking
up an old periscope

from some scrap dealer.

(SCREECHING IN HEADPHONES)

(EXCLAIMS)

That same sound again?

Maybe it's the
other Graboid.

DEBEVIC: Negative. After
hearing it a second time,

in no way does it resemble a Graboid.

(SCREECHING ON TAPE)

That's in the ground?

How nice.

Because the one thing
we don't have enough of

around here is stuff we can't explain.

(COUNTRY MUSIC
PLAYING ON RADIO)

(INSECTS CHIRPING)

(CHIRPING GETS LOUDER)

(GASPS)

This is... This...

(GROANS IN DISGUST)

(SCREAMING)

(GASPS)

(LOUD CHIRPING)

Tell you what
I'm planning

since I am the authority
figure around here, okay.

First of all, I'm gonna put a
siren on that frigging Graboid,

so I can tell where
the hell he is, okay?

Second, I think I'm
gonna rename this place

like Wacky Valley or
Pain-in-My-Ass Land!

How does that sound?

Doing fine, Twitchell.
How you doing?

I'm suicidal, thank you.

The only reason I'm
not pulling the trigger

is my insurance
isn't paid up,

and Gummer's
not around to spew

his anti-government
invective. How about that?

I was right. I can pick one a
mile away. Government bureaucrat.

Bull's eye, lady!
Who would you be?

You want a name
or a Social Security number?

Well, whatever it takes to
get into your tax returns.

This is Dr. Debevic. You gave
her clearance to do some...

(CHUCKLES) Oh! Right!
Right, right, right!

You're the lady who wrote
the book on whales singing.

My wife loved it.

Made me drive all the way to SeaWorld.

Thanks a bunch.

Oh! Wait till she reads
my book about Graboids.

(PANTING) We got five
somethings on the monitor.

Could it be a Graboid?

Or could it be
something worse?

Drop your socks and grab
our boxes, gentlemen.

We got work to do.

Friend of Gummer's?

Your attention, gentlemen,
that blip is your Graboid.

Those others are
what we'll call our UUOs.

(BEEPING)

UUOs?

Unidentified
underground objects.

Bear with me here.

Now, under
careful scrutiny,

you can see the Graboid blip is solid,

while the UUOs show
evidence of fragmentation.

Wait a second,
wait a second.

I was told there's
another Graboid out here,

bigger than the
Loch Ness Monster,

rampaging around eating hundreds
of fence posts and stuff.

Who told you that?

Obi-Wan Ke-Dork
over here.

Well, I just thought that,
well, you know...

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

So what the hell are they if
not El Blanco and his friends?

I don't know.

But I do know Graboids
do not eat wood.

Wait a minute. They
don't eat wood? Really?

They eat cows. They eat
people. They eat burros.

And you said
they ate your car.

But somehow, they draw the line at wood.

You know, every time
I come out here

you guys are throwing
curveballs at my head.

I can't keep it straight!

Are you through?

Yeah.
Good.

Coupled with
the sound I heard,

I think we're talking
about a horde of insects.

Insects. So cool!

The Swarm? Michael
Caine? You ever see it?

All these killer bees
attack an Air Force base,

they don't know what to do.

So, the Air Force...

Larry, there's
a time for that.

Childhood!

So you're telling me this
whole thing is about bugs.

(SCREAMING)

(LOUD CHIRPING)

(CAR ENGINE STARTS)

(ROSALITA SCREAMS)

(CHUCKLES)

Now, why the hell
am I out here?

Your job, apparently.

What about all the noise they make?

I graphed their
sound wave pattern.

It's pretty standard
in the animal kingdom,

although unusually high
in pitch and volume.

Here, you see both a shift in
frequency and in wavelength.

Now, if I put
these patterns

up against patterns
of known insects,

I get some very
interesting correlations.

Bugs!

Jodi, Jodi. Um, you
have your Graboid stuff

mixed in with
your Shrieker stuff,

mixed in with, like,
your Ass-Blaster stuff.

Yes. Well, for collectors, it's no good.

I mean, we're very
compartmentalized.

When we go
to Sci-Fi-Con,

how are we ever
gonna find,

let's say, a Wallace Wood's
Skymaster of Sky Force

if it's displayed with back
issues of Fangoria magazine?

(LAUGHS) I mean, come on.
It's just not gonna happen.

Larry, do you see that broom over there?

Yeah.

Nancy really, really
wanted to borrow it.

Okay, Jodester.

Let me just take care
of this Graboid stuff.

(JODI SIGHS)

Pay for the
Popsicle first.

You see the similarities in these two?

If I had to guess, I'd
go with cicada exuviae,

specifically
Diceroprocta apache,

because we're
in a hot climate.

Trust me, when it comes to noise,

these guys
can pin the meter.

Cicadae?
You mean those bugs

that come out of the
ground every 20 years or so?

Their maturation cycles
vary from 13 to 17 years,

at which point they
surface to lay their eggs.

And they make a sound
like you heard underground?

I've never known them to
make any sound underground.

But then, I've never known
them to match the decibel levels

of a jet take-off or a.50
caliber anti-aircraft gun, either.

So maybe we got cicadae
amped out the wazoo,

causing the geophones
to misread.

Astute observation.

Let's discuss the oscillatory circuitry.

Let's not, okay?

Fine.

(KNOCKING AT DOOR)

Come in.

Hey, Nancy.
Brought your broom.

My broom?

Oh, thanks. So, Larry,

what is all this nonsense
about another Graboid?

(CHUCKLES)
Graboid. Nonsense.

Yeah, who'd believe that? It's bugs.

What?

It's a good thing
I showed up.

I think Tyler and I are
gonna be able to handle it.

Hey, you ever see that
Charlton Heston movie where...

The Naked Jungle,
1954. Yes, I did.

So what are we
supposed to do?

Well, Twitchell's here and that Dr.
Debevic thinks that it's cicadae.

Uh-huh.

Larry, what's the real reason
you came back to Perfection?

Well, you know,
to see El Blanco.

I never actually laid eyes
on him last time I was here.

Wow! I thought only my mother
could stare at me that way.

To be honest, I decided to move
out of my parents' basement.

They wanted to remodel.

Are they converting it to
a playroom or something?

Handball court.
Oh!

Which is surprising
'cause I never knew

they actually
played the sport.

What about your job
at Walmart?

Weren't you training to
be an assistant manager?

Yeah, yeah. And it
was going really well,

and then one day, I
just had to stop myself,

right in the middle of
aisle four, audio appliances,

and I thought
to myself, "Lawrence..."

(MUMBLES)

"Do you really see yourself
as part of the Walmart family?"

And?

And I noticed something.

That the people that
I work with at Walmart,

when they're at Walmart,
they're at Walmart.

But I'm always
someplace else, you know?

Out in the wilds,
having adventures,

Skull Island
or Middle Earth. Here.

So I thought to myself, why
not just move to where I am?

All I need is a change
of clothes and my DVDs...

A couch to crash on...

(CLEARS THROAT)

Any old couch.

Yes, my guess is

the decibel levels
overloaded your whole system.

What about
El Blanco's system?

That's gotta be
why he moved

all the way up
against the mountains,

to get as far away as
he can from that noise.

(YELLING) Something ate
my shed with me in it!

I'm guessing bugs.
What?

My ears are ringing!

(YELLING) Did you see
it? Can you describe it?

Yeah, it's like the stuff
stuck on my windshield!

(EXCLAIMS IN DISGUST)

Imagine that running across your
bathroom floor in the middle of the night.

TYLER: How come the
uglier something looks,

the more of them
they are.

Mother Nature's funny like
that. You got a plastic bag?

Hmm. Be right back.

Want to get this to the lab,
see what we're dealing with.

But first, let's stop by your place.

(YELLS) What did you say?

They warned you about this place, right?

Oh, yeah. I mean, that's why the
county's paying us double time.

Well, that's fair.

But, you know, since those
wrist-seismos aren't working so well,

you guys should
really head back home

until we got this whole
bug thing under control.

(CHUCKLES)
Take a look at this.

Oh, you gotta
check this out.

I was in here the other
day. They didn't have any.

Hey, you must have just
got more of these in, huh?

Hey. Oh, and a few of these
Graboid things right there.

Guess you found
everything okay.

(CHUCKLES)
Yeah, pretty much.

Think I cleaned you out
of all your Graboid stuff.

Stuff sells
pretty well, huh?

Actually, you're...

You're right, can't keep it in stock.

Hey, where'd
everybody go?

Up to Rosalita's.

Okay, that's
$35.63 for you.

Here you go.
Thank you.

Thank you.

Okay, and for you...

Find it all okay?

Yeah, no problem.
Thanks.

Everything where you
thought it was gonna be?

It was. Thanks.
Pretty much.

$22.95.

Okay, there you go.

Thank you.

Keep the change.
Thanks.

Hey, guys, you be
careful out there, okay?

Next week's our
two-for-one special.

Two for one?
Yeah.

Well, the good news is if they're
eating wood, they're not eating...

Don't say it,
don't say it.

Well, whatever did this feeds
on dry wood, like termites.

From what you said, I'm
assuming they only make that

ear-splitting sound when
they've spotted food.

So it's cicada, and now maybe termites?

I got that old bad feeling
we're talking about...

I said don't say it. Mixmaster!

Mixmaster?

A compound that unfortunately
leaked into the valley.

Allows DNA of various non-human species

to combine to form
new life forms.

That's all I can say.

Well, where the hell
did that come from?

It's classified.

Oh! Government's
involved.

Sweep those costly
screw-ups under the rug, huh?

Where are you coming from anyway, huh?

From a career that has
been nothing but impeded

by intrusive federal
bureaucracy.

Yeah, I don't want to
discourage political debate here

but maybe we can just
work together. Okay?

I'm going to go isolate some spoor
from our mysterious life form.

Check its DNA.

You do that.

ROSALITA: What
am I gonna do?

My house is made out
of wood, you know.

Well, the whole town's
made out of wood.

Not your place.
You live in a tin can.

Hey, you mind if I bunk
with you for a few days?

What are neighbors for?

Thank you.

So friendly around here.

Hey, Tyler, those guys
working on the road,

you tell 'em
to clear out, okay?

Couldn't do that, Twitch,

considering you're the
authority figure around here.

Fine. I gotta do
everything myself, anyway.

Hey, hey, Tyler, listen, if
I take the main road, is it...

Okay, here goes, 15 cc's.

Okay, Casey. What next?

(COUGHS)

Into the spectrometer?
Huh?

Spectrometer.

Oh! The old
microwave there.

Doesn't know what
a spectrometer is.

Okay, so far, we have
isolated the cicadae

and the termite DNA.

So now we're looking to see
if there's a third species

lurking in there
somewhere, right?

Off the table!

Break something and
I've got the authorities

making me file
damage reports,

asking for info
they do not have

the constitutional
right to request.

You know, if you'd maybe stick
around till Burt gets back,

you just might
hit it off.

Yeah, I caught his 60 Minutes interview.

What a stiff!

I prefer a man with a
sense of joie de vivre

or a man worth
shaving my legs for.

So what if there's
maggot DNA in these bugs?

What's that? Baby flies or something?

Rosalita, they eat meat.

They eat flesh.

Once they get
their fill of wood,

they'll start on warm-blooded animals.

(FAINT CHIRPING)

Twitch, Tyler here.
Do you copy?

(ON RADIO) Twitch, Tyler here.
You copy?

(CHIRPING GETS LOUDER)

Twitch, Tyler here.
Come in.

(GROANS)

(LOUD CHIRPING CONTINUES)

(GROANS)

(INSECTS PATTERING)

(VEHICLE APPROACHING)

Twitch, I knew I'd find you
on the way to the road crew.

Come on.
Let's go, Twitch.

(GRUNTS)
Come on.

TYLER: Come on.

(DISTANT CHIRPING)

(MAN GROANING)

(MAN SCREAMING)

(LOUD CHIRPING)

(GROANS)

(GROANING)

(LOUD CHIRPING CONTINUES)

That woman, Dr. Debevic, gave me these.

Plays a signal that counteracts
the sound of the bugs.

What?

TYLER: Trucks
are still here.

Hey, guys!

This guy's dead, too.

You found him.

JODl: Where's your car?
TWITCHELL: What?

He almost got swarmed by those things.

DEBEVIC: Thank goodness, the Fed's okay.

I got there just before
the bugs got him.

We also found those
two road crew guys.

They're dead.

I think it's time
we pack our bags

and get our tails
out of here.

Leave our homes and come back to what?

Just for a while, Nancy.

Well, you saw them where?
Between here and Rosalita's.

That's like three miles.

The road crew
guys were closer.

Okay, so let's move up to the
north end of the valley for a while,

stay out of their way
and wait 'em out.

The point is there's a bunch
of the swarms out there,

and we've got no idea
where they are.

They roam
around hungry

just looking
for targets of opportunity.

What are they exactly?

What you get when you mix
termite and cicada DNA.

Throw in a few maggot genes for fun.

Termites, cicadae...

Tercadae!

My guess is they're
about to lay eggs.

Lots of eggs.

(DISTANT CHIRPING)

Do you hear that? Listen.

Listen.

It's them.

Where's he going?

(CHIRPING CONTINUES)

(BEEPING)

It's time to get
the frick out of here.

Get yourself out. I'm not
ready to leave. Not yet.

What is it with you
people? You never leave!

There's millions of 'em!

We might be able to off
road around 'em if we hurry.

How are we gonna get around
them with all the noise?

I'd rather
fight them here

than be sitting ducks
out there.

Fight them
with what?

Okay, Doctor, how do you
think they target on something?

Sight? Sense of smell?

Look at their DNA,
they're using everything.

Wait. They've got like
super smelling, right?

Well, can't we decoy them, get
them to follow some other smell?

Better than this? We're
the highest concentration

of dry wood and
fresh meat around.

We shouldn't be the food. We're smarter.

Who freaking cares?

Smart and eaten
by bugs is not good!

Okay, let's think about
this. If we are the food,

what's more tempting
than food?

What's the one thing
that every living creature

can't possibly resist?

Doctor, you mentioned
your recordings,

your collection of mating calls, right?

I see where
you're going.

Is there one in there that
might attract those insects?

I've got 'em all but we
left 'em in the truck.

But how do you know
it's their mating season?

That's moot.

Moot?

The mating season
for arthropods

is when they hear
their mating call.

But how are we gonna get to
the tapes? Isn't it too late?

It's never too late. I'll
get you there. Come on.

Tyler, I'm here
for you, man.

Forget it, man. One guy stupid
enough to try this, that's me.

Down!

Come on!

You're not the only one stupid enough!

Why do you think
I moved to this town?

Let's do it!

I know. I know I didn't listen to you,

but you're just gonna
have to get used to it.

Been used to it from
the moment I met you.

Got it!

I got it!

I got it.
Here it is.

Arthropoda Insecta Isoptera.

It's horny termites.

We need a speaker.

Yeah.

How about your boom
box, I can hot-wire that.

We don't need
a boom box.

(CHUCKLES) I laugh
at boom boxes.

(LOUD MUSIC PLAYING
ON CAR STEREO)

Wicked, huh?

Yeah, five-channel amp
with built-in crossover

and bass boost for
plenty of low-end grunt.

(MUSIC STOPS)

Can you wire it?

No problem.

Yeah, I bought it
to impress girls,

but all I got
was hearing loss.

(LOUD CHIRPING)

I called
for a helicopter

in case Tyler's bright
idea craps out on us!

The little buggy bastards!

I don't think yelling
at them is gonna help!

They just covered the road!

It was good of you
to stay here, Twitch!

It's easier than going home to the wife!

Just kidding!

Hey, this is
my valley, too!

Besides, I was ashamed
to steal one of your cars.

That should do it.

(INSECTS CHIRPING
ON CAR STEREO)

Okay, that sounds
good. Let's go.

(CHIRPING CONTINUES)

Well?

Let's do it!

Can I drive?

In the back.

(ENGINE STARTS)

(INSECTS CHIRPING)

They're everywhere!

TWITCHELL: I can't take it anymore!

JODl: Come on,
to the freezer!

Quick, let's
get inside!

(FAINT CHIRPING)

(INSECTS CHIRPING
ON CAR STEREO)

Come and get it.

(CHIRPING FADES)

(SNEEZES)

(SNIFFS)

This has gotta be like the
slowest speed chase ever!

Doctor, where exactly
are we going?

I never thought
it through that far.

We could go
to Lake Mead.

I'm serious!

Just like Beginning of the
End, 1957, Peter Graves.

They drive these
grasshoppers into the lake.

It's awesome!

We're gonna drive all the way
to Lake Mead with these guys?

What are we gonna do,
drive down the interstate?

What about that road down there?

Larry and I commandeer
a couple of vehicles.

You lead them down the
road, we drive over them.

Road? Yeah.

But we don't have
to crush 'em.

The word flamb�
comes to mind.

Just keep heading
for the road.

(CHIRPING ON CAR STEREO
CONTINUES)

(CAR ENGINE SPUTTERING)

Come on! Please! Please!
Come on! No, no, no!

Just a little more.
Little more.

(CAR ENGINE STOPS)

No! No!

(INSECTS CHIRPING)

Good thinking.

(GRUNTS)

What the hell
is he doing?

(GRUNTING)

(INSECTS CHIRPING)

TYLER: This ought to barbecue
those suckers real good.

What were you thinking?

I don't get the mileage I used to.

(GRUNTS)

That all of 'em?

How many
do you want?

Gentlemen,
light your bugs.

You got a lighter?

Lighter? No.

No.

TYLER: Hey, the Ass-Blaster lighter.

It's either amazingly good
news or unbelievably bad.

Thanks, Larry,
for the idea.

Beginning of the End?

No, fly paper.

Listen, Doc, I'll get
out there tomorrow

and put some new tires on your truck.

Awful gentlemanly
of you to offer her

a ride back
to the lab, Twitch.

Yeah, it's not a problem.
She seems okay with it.

If not, I'll find out
about it when I run her TRW,

check her credit card purchases

and get that list of
websites she logs onto.

Hey, you're a riot.

I may very well be recording
this whole conversation

and you would never
know it, so be careful.

You just try it there,
Doctor Dolittle.

Don't tempt me, you
mid-level functionary.

(MOANING)

(COUGHING)

Hey, sick person.

(GROANS)

Here's some tea,

and I have
one question for you.

What night is tonight?

I don't know.

Vincent Price night!

All right, I'll let you pick.

We've got Theater of Blood,
House on Haunted Hill,

Tales of Terror.

And The Fly,
which is a great DVD.

(MOANS)
This is gonna be great.

Hey, Nancy, later, when
you go to bed and stuff,

and you're not
using the couch, uh...

I mean, I'm
perfectly happy

sleeping in my car
and everything...

In the cold.

Larry, you may
have the guest room.

Really?
Really.

(CHUCKLES)
Oh, my own room.

For one week.
Seven nights.

(SNEEZES)

I understand. I'm sure
you have lots of uses...

I mean, you've got people
and guests coming and going.

I'm sure you got lots
of plans for that big,

empty room just
sitting there.

Yes, I do, Larry.

Handball.

(SNEEZES)

(MOANS)