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(ominous orchestral music)

(stylish grunge rock music)

(thunder crackles)

- You want to?

I got this from my uncle, he was a cardholder.

I think it's from a science experiment, it's killer.

- (chuckles) Stop talking about it and put it in the pipe.

- Tommy. - Yeah, hun.

- Why don't we go to the Cougar Bar for dinner?

- I don't know.

Cougar's quite a bit a ways past Tyler's Gulch,

and I got this fire going

and got all that meat in the cooler.

Besides, I'm kinda getting used to this country living.

- Yeah, you know, it's not all just a roll in the hay

under the stars, there's actual work involved.

(meteor whooshes)

- Whoa, did you see that?

- Yeah, pretty impressive.

- Let's go check it out.

- No, it'll be dark soon.

It'll still be there in the morning.

- Maybe it's an alien spacecraft.

- Okay, now I know you're crazy.

Have you not ever seen a shooting star before?

- (chuckles) You ready for this?

- You know it.

(invigorating surf-rock music)

(girl chuckles)

- [Girl] Yeah, baby!

- Ready? - Yeah!

- [Girl] Let's go!

(girl laughs)

- You coming?

- No way, I'm not going in there. (laughing)

- Come on in, you chicken!

(weird soft-rock music)

- Reid?

Reid, get out of the water!

- Come whenever, come on.

- No, seriously, get out of the water!

(maggot laughing creepily)

No, I'm being serious, Reid, get out of the water!

Oh my God.

- Come on!

(maggot laughing creepily)

(girl screams)

(water splashing)

(maggot talks creepily) (girl screams)

(dog barking)

(man groans)

- Damn chainsaw.

(man groans)

What the hell is going on out there?

(light reggae music)

Peggy Sue!

What are you barking at?

(maggot talking creepily)

Shut up!

(maggot laughs creepily)

(dog barks)

Stupid dog.

Always barking at the squirrels. (chuckles)

Eh, she's a good ol' dog anyway.

(ominous slasher-film music)

(maggot talks creepily)

- [Man] Whoa!

Can you believe this?

- What is this, what happened here?

- You weren't kidding, that's one serious shooting star!

It's all busted into little pieces.

- [Maggot] Everything, we will destroy.

- It's still warm.

- [Woman] Honey, I don't think you should pick that up.

- [Man] Eh, what's the harm.

- No, what if it's radioactive

or it's got space germs or something?

- You're always talking crazy.

- I'm just saying you don't know where that thing's been.

- You crack me up sometimes.

- Look, let's just drive back to Tyler's Gulch

and we'll report it.

- Well what's the rush?

- Well, it's creepy.

(maggot laughs creepily)

(man and woman screaming)

(blood squelching)

(upbeat surf-rock music)

(maggot talks creepily)

(maggot laughs creepily)

(maggot talks creepily)

(maggot laughs creepily)

- [Girl In pink] I thought we didn't have to do group

on this trip?

This sucks.

- Give us a break, man.

- Hey, I've got things I'd like to be doing myself.

We've got rules, you know.

- Nobody's out here.

We should be able to do whatever we want.

- Yeah, I blow this off and one of you jerks rats me out.

Isn't that how things usually work?

- I ain't saying nothing.

- Like you did with those cellphone photos I took of you?

- Your pictures sucked, man.

I didn't want you to have those.

I turned all that lot away.

- The song and dance I had to do to get out of that one.

- What picture?

- [Girl In Pink] Don't worry about it, babe.

- Shelly.

Your turn.

- I don't know.

I stopped growing in the sixth grade.

- [Counselor] And what about you, Chester?

- I actually thought about this a lot on the way up here,

and, I don't know,

it's kinda like we all have to pitch in to survive.

My mom told me once in the first grade that--

- Don't start with the mom crap again.

- [Counselor] Can it, Larry.

- Everybody has to move on at some point.

Ain't that right, Christy?

- I was done anyways.

- Okay.

Thanks for sharing.

Let's hit the road.

(twangy Western guitar music)

(moves into rollicking surf-rock music)

- [Man] Do you mind?

- Oh, yeah.

Would be a lot easier if you'd let me smoke in the car.

- Hotel's just up the street.

(strident garage-rock music)

(maggot laughs creepily)

- More coffee, Jim?

- Yeah, thank you.

- So, you're gonna take the boat out this weekend?

- Yeah, if I get through some of this paperwork.

- Then you should, you should go out there

and enjoy the weather.

- I think I will.

(dishware clinking)

- Hello!

What can I do for ya?

- Sign at the motel said to check in here.

- One room or two?

- [Blonde Woman] Two.

- Alright.

Fill these out for me.

- Can you give us directions

to a place called Shaman's Pass?

- Well if you're camping, honey, why're you renting rooms?

- It's more like a day job.

We're from the university up north.

We're doing research.

- Well, Shaman's Pass is a little tricky to find

if you're not from around these parts.

You know who you wanna talk to?

See this guy over here?

He'll get you there.

So, Ms. Lambert?

- [Blonde Woman] You can call me Edith.

- Alright.

You're in room 102.

And...

- Heath.

- You're in room 104.

- Thank you.

- And I'm Dani.

I'm always around, if there's anything you need.

(mischievous, comical music)

(man grunts)

(man puffs)

(unsettling mystery music)

- (groans) Why everything has to be broken?

How did these get bent?

Good God. (grunts)

Everything's falling apart.

I spend all my time fiddling with this crap.

How is that?

Ah, bent.

Always bent.

(maggot talking creepily)

(quick country Western music)

(store door beeps)

Chester.

Don't even think about it.

(birds chirping and cawing)

(engine ignition chugging)

- Come on, start.

Oh, damn tractor, I just put gas in you,

last week, oh!

(suspenseful orchestral music)

- Do you guys have any socks or underwear or anything?

- No, we don't carry anything like that.

- [Christina] Do you know what size bra I wear?

- I don't mind leading you guys up there.

I need to get back to the station pretty quick, though.

- We really appreciate it.

- Why you so interested anyway?

I mean, don't these things hit the atmosphere all the time?

- Most burn up when they enter the Earth's atmosphere.

Due to the apparent size of this one,

we were hoping to find an intact meteorite.

I saw one in the museum once.

Strange-looking hunk of rock.

Makes you wonder what's really out there.

- Can I get you guys anything else?

- I think we're fine, darling.

You guys want something?

- Nah, I'm fine.

- [Waitress] Thanks.

- I remember reading about a dog being killed by one.

Can you imagine that?

A piece of rock falling from the sky

and just kills the poor critter.

- Where can we grab some lunch around here?

- There's a diner up the street on the right-hand side,

you can't miss it.

- I'm gonna be in the truck.

Hurry it up in here.

(dog barking)

(maggot talks creepily)

(maggot laughing creepily)

- How you doing?

- How's everybody doing today?

- Excellent, we're just here to get some lunch.

- Alright, right this way.

- [Counselor] Come on then, go on, go on.

Go eat, come on.

- We better head up there.

(dishware clinking)

- Do you guys have a bathroom in here?

- Yeah, it's right down that hall, hun.

- I'm already getting tired of the mountains, dude.

I really hope the food here doesn't suck too.

- You really need to learn everything.

♪ I'm so lonely, baby ♪

♪ I'm so lonely ♪

♪ Well I'm so lonely, I could die ♪

♪ You still can find some room ♪

- Not gonna tell on me or anything, are you?

- Not unless there's some for the both of us.

- Help yourself.

- Thanks.

So what kind of liquor did you get?

- 151.

- That'll get the job done.

So, what do you think of that Chester guy?

- The glue sniffer?

- (chuckles) Yeah.

- (sucks teeth) Just my type.

- Ugh, sometimes I wonder what you just got going on

inside your little ol' head. (jaws smacking)

My God, that was just a guy from the Census.

They're just trying to count heads.

They don't care about that corn liquor we got brewing

out there in the shed.

Are you listening to me?

(maggot talks creepily)

Uh, Peggy Sue?

Get over here now.

Peggy Sue.

( dramatic music)

Peggy Sue!

Yeesh!

(maggot belches)

(maggot laughs creepily)

(maggot talks creepily)

(maggot laughs creepily)

- This is it.

Shaman's Pass, about a mile up the road

and make a right before you get there.

- Yeah, there, through the brush?

- Will you be okay finding your way back?

- Yeah, we'll be fine.

(maggot laughs maniacally)

(smooth reggae music)

- What were you doing in there?

- Nothing.

- You know, I could see myself living in the country.

What do you say I sneak back into town

once I put the kiddies to bed.

Maybe you and I could grab a drink, or something?

- Mm.

- Dani.

Have you seen Big Jim?

- He was in here just a bit ago.

- Well where the hell is he?

We've got monsters out there on the loose.

- Monster?

What do you mean, monster?

- They ate my Peggy Sue.

- Oh my God.

- It's like a big worm with teeth!

- Rance.

It might be a good idea to hang off the moonshine.

- Oh Dani, it ain't got nothing to do with moonshine!

Hey you, we've got to get the state troopers or something.

- Well I'd really like to help you, Pops,

but we've got some camping to do.

- Camping?

You can't take anybody camping,

there's monsters out there.

- It's okay.

- [Rance] They ate my dog, didn't you hear anything?

- I have monster repellent!

- You damn fool!

- We'll be fine.

- You're not gonna be fine.

- Hey, just lay off the moonshine a bit.

We'll be fine, okay?

- I gotta do something, Dani.

They ate my dog, they ate old Peggy Sue.

- [Counselor] Hey, let's go!

(exciting orchestral music)

- It was much bigger than I would have predicted.

(thrilling orchestral music)

(ominous music)

(laid-back prog-rock music)

(maggot talks creepily)

(maggot laughing creepily)

- More water?

- Yeah, that stuff really hits the spot.

- You want some?

Be that way, bitch.

- Larry!

- Was that a cop?

- Relax, sweet cheeks, it's just a forest ranger.

- Probably Yogi, chasing Boo Boo.

(maggot talks creepily)

(computer keypad thuds softly)

(maggot talking creepily)

- I'm getting some biological activity.

Look on your computer and tell me what kind of reading

you're picking up.

It's a really high concentration of formic acid.

- You think there might be life where this is from?

- [Heath] That's a good question.

We need to get some samples back to the lab.

- You need to get on that.

(melodic country Western music)

- Could you stop at the next gas station?

I gotta pee.

- In case you haven't noticed,

there hasn't been anything like civilization

since we passed that trailer park,

if that even counts as civilization.

- That was like an hour ago.

- So, you have been paying attention.

Look, we're not gonna see another gas station

until we're headed back home.

- No way.

You shoulda told me that.

- Yeah, well, I just work here.

- Wow.

This is chock-full of complex organic compounds.

That can only come from life.

- Yeah, like I said, it could be

some kind of Earthly contaminant.

- You yourself said you've never seen anything like that.

(tongue-in-cheek orchestral music)

Well, a proper lab analysis

of the deuterium-to-hydrogen ratio should give us that.

Could an alien life form have hitched a ride here?

- Transpermia hypothesis?

It's not likely any life form could survive

the hazard journey through space.

- Not if the rock acted as an insulator.

How do you explain freshly-fallen meteorites

with a layer of frost around them?

In theory, an organism could survive,

and that mucus could be from one of them.

- Yeah, but theories are dime a dozen.

- [Radio Broadcaster] On the other side of the world,

another air incident; ABC's Gail McCarthy

reports from Saigon.

- Whelan.

- Rance, I didn't expect to see you for another month.

- I need your help.

- Sure, what do you need?

- There's this great big slug up at my place, huge thing.

It's bigger than my truck.

- Okay, time to bring out the heavy artillery, huh?

Snail poison, aisle three.

That ought to do the trick.

- This ain't no damn garden slug,

this thing is this huge caterpillar thing.

It's got big teeth!

- Okay.

We've got a bunch of other concession sides over there.

- You got one of those pump sprayers?

- Yeah, in the back.

- Your biggest one.

- 40 ounce, I think.

- Well hell, that ain't gon' do nothing!

No, you got one of those gas compressors?

- Rance, how big are these things?

- Man, I told you this thing's as big as my truck!

It ate my dog!

My little Peggy Sue.

I'm gonna kill that son of a bitch.

How about that compressor?

(maggot talking creepily)

- Hey, baby.

What's going on?

What?

She said what?

(maggot talking creepily)

(maggot laughs creepily)

I was out shooting ball with the fellas the other night.

Come on baby, don't listen to her!

That is not my baby.

(blood squelching) (Jim groaning)

(maggot talks creepily)

- What?

- The chair goes here.

- (laughs) That's too bad.

(chair thuds)

- [Counselor] Come on, chop chop,

let's get this campsite set up.

Christina!

- Okay, I think what we came here for.

Let's wrap it up.

(cheesy, creepy rock music)

(maggot laughs creepily)

(woman screams)

(blood squelching)

(maggot talks creepily)

- Oh, man, no!

Oh, man!

(maggot laughs creepily)

(Heath yells)

(gentle acoustic guitar music)

- This is it?

Sitting here watching you do nothing?

- I am not doing nothing.

(tender guitar music)

- Couldn't we be doing this at the house?

- (laughs) You're missing the point.

Look, this experience is supposed to be

about making you guys work together,

in an effort to develop social skills and self-confidence,

through getting you out of your comfort zone and creating

physically- and emotionally-challenging circumstances,

which develop your problem-solving and coping strategies.

(dramatic guitar music)

At least that's what the guidelines say. (chuckles)

(confident guitar music)

- Do the guidelines say you're a tool?

- [Counselor] Grow up, Larry.

Grow up.

- Sounds like a bunch of psychobabble to me.

- Look, I didn't say I bought into it,

I'm just telling you that that's part of the program.

- She used to live out in these very woods.

In a little cottage not far from where we are right now.

She peddled tonics, herbal remedies,

and everyone in town could swear the old hag was a witch.

(creepy, ominous string music)

- Yeah?

Well, I gotta tap a kidney.

- Then the town's little girls started going missing,

one by one.

Try as they might, they could not find them.

And they searched everywhere.

In the houses, the barns, the fields, even the woods.

Nothing.

It's as if they just vanished into thin air.

And although she denied knowledge

of the girls' disappearances,

the brave souls who questioned Mary couldn't help but notice

that she looked somehow younger.

Then one faithful night, the miller's daughter was cast

under a spell, and he followed her to the witch's cottage,

whereupon he found the bodies of all the missing girls,

completely drained of their blood,

the very thing that restored Mary's youth.

When word got back to the village,

they banded together and stormed the cottage.

And as they burned her at the stake,

she placed a curse on all of them,

and to this day, they say if you say her name three times

in the mirror, she'll appear before you,

right before she rips your eyes out of the socket.

- Charming.

- I think you should say it.

Are you afraid?

- Of course not.

- Say it.

- Get real.

- Say it!

- You're being silly.

- Say it!

(Christina sighs)

- Bloody Mary.

Bloody Mary.

(man yelling)

(maggots laughing creepily)

(dramatic orchestral music)

(blood squelching)

- (screams) Get it off!

(blood squelching)

(jaws smacking)

(maggot laughs creepily)

(maggot talks creepily)

(Heath grunts heavily)

- They ate my dog, old Peggy Sue.

(engine ignition chugging)

(dramatic string music)

(maggot talks creepily)

(blood squelches)

You ate my dog!

Son of a bitch!

Maggot, you!

Ah, gotcha!

They'll believe me now,

that's for sure.

(tender country music)

- You gotta apply pressure on that wound

and stop the bleeding.

Here, breath with me.

- [Christina] We'll use my sweater.

- [Chester] Here.

- We'll use my sweater.

Help me.

- What the hell were those things?

- We can talk about that later.

We gotta get back to town in the morning.

- Who the hell are you, man?

- [Heath] The guy that just saved your life.

Do you even know where you're going?

- I just wanna go home.

- Look, pull over after the next turn!

(exciting surf-rock music)

- Now they're gonna believe me now! (laughs)

(maggot laughs creepily)

(Rance groaning)

(blood squelching)

- [Radio Narrator] The wiles of the Texas Rangers!

(heroic brass music)

- Not to bring up a sore subject,

other than being the guy who saved our lives, who are you?

- I came here to investigate the impact site for a meteor.

I work with the university.

- Those things back there, what the hell were they?

- I'll have to get back to you on that one, kid.

- The name's Chester.

- How's she doing?

- I don't know, she's not saying much.

Shelly?

- [Shelly] Yeah.

- How you doing, babe?

- I've been better.

Where are we?

- We're headed into town.

- [Radio Narrator] These stories based on fact,

and their names, states, and places are fictitious

for obvious reasons.

The events themselves are a matter of record.

- Can I tell you something?

- Sure, sweetie.

What is it?

- If you were the one who's drinking,

why is my stomach killing me?

(dramatic brass music)

(maggot laughs creepily)

- [Chester] Those things have anything to do

with the meteor you mentioned?

- I'm starting to lean in that direction, kid.

- Aliens?

- Maybe.

- Cool.

- Those things were from outer space?

- That's only speculation right now.

One thing I do know, wherever they're from,

they've got a taste for human blood.

- [Radio Narrator] The National Broadcasting Company

presents Joel McRae in Tales of the Texas Rangers!

(heroic brass music)

(creepy horror music)

(woman screams)

(monster growls)

(woman screams)

- I got it.

It's at a logging camp.

- [Man] Trish, baby?

- Trish?

Baby?

- Just something I got on TV.

Can you get me a beer?

- What am I, a maid?

Get it yourself!

- I don't wanna miss any of this movie.

This is great, I can't believe I've never seen this before.

(dramatic, tense music)

- I want to have an early night.

- Thanks, Trish baby.

- [Actress On TV] Those people are dead.

(relaxing country Western music)

(trailer thumps)

(maggot laughs creepily)

(man yells)

(creepy horror music)

- Nothing beats a good Sasquatch movie.

(slurps)

- Don't forget to take out the trash.

(rollicking rock music)

(maggot talks creepily)

(maggot laughs creepily)

(man grunting)

(blood squelching)

(man groaning)

- As soon as we get into town, we need to make

some phone calls, call the army or somebody,

these guys up in the hills and blow these things out.

Is that the plan?

Why'd they come down here in the first place?

- Well, they got a taste for human blood.

Maybe they can smell it or something.

It's just a couple blocks to the motel.

- What's there?

- Dani.

- The lady from the diner?

- Yeah, she's the owner.

I gotta make sure she's alright.

- You're crazy, man, just keep driving!

- Look, we gotta change vehicles anyway.

Maybe we can use hers.

- It's too dangerous.

We gotta get outta here.

- We'll all get out of this together.

(maggot talks creepily)

- Here you go, honey.

- Thank you.

- How's it going?

- You know, I really need some help at the store,

maybe you can quit your job at the diner.

- No, you really need me to keep that job.

Things are tight enough as it is.

(wall thuds)

(maggot laughs creepily)

- That didn't sound like any customer.

Maybe we should call the police.

- Ain't no police for miles,

I can get cleaned out before they even get here.

- They might have guns!

Wait!

(heavy, ominous music)

- You guys just gonna let him do this?

It's suicide.

What the hell is wrong with you guys,

you don't have the balls to stand up to this guy?

- I wouldn't go there, Larry.

- What the hell is that supposed to mean?

- I think you left your balls at the campsite.

- You don't talk to me like that.

- Shut up, Larry, you big whiner!

(woman screaming) (maggots laughing creepily)

(blood squelching)

(maggot laughs creepily)

(exciting surf-rock music)

(maggot squelches)

- Oh, shit!

(thrilling surf-rock music)

(maggot laughs creepily)

Where are these things coming from?

- They're here! They're here! They're here!

Rance was right!

They're here! They're here!

(maggot laughs creepily)

(Whelan yelling) (blood squelches)

- Go go go!

(maggot laughs creepily)

(gunshots bang)

(tires scrunch on dirt)

- It's not safe!

You gotta come with me!

There's a trail through the woods to my place!

We gotta go, come on!

(maggots laugh creepily)

(gentle music)

(Shelly breathing heavily)

- You see anything?

- I can't see any movement in the dark.

Maybe they're inactive at night.

- Who cares when they're active,

we need to take these things out and take them out now.

- These things are way too big

to have come here on a meteor!

- Well they've obviously grown since they've got here.

Maybe something in our environment serves as a catalyst

and they just grow exponentially.

You know, like CO2 helps wheat grow?

- Is that you, Daddy?

- We're not talking about wheat, honey.

- More like maggots on steroids.

- Maybe they got into some Herakleophorbia.

- You know, I'm not familiar with that scientific term.

- Just something I read about,

a couple of scientists put some stuff together,

it makes things go faster and bigger.

- Oh yeah, HG Wells, Food of the Gods.

- I saw that movie.

- That's only science fiction.

- I wish those things out there were just science fiction.

(dark, ominous music)

- Well, given their alien nature,

maybe this rapid metabolic growth rate

is apart of their normal cycle.

- That still doesn't get us out of here.

- Okay, if their metabolic cycle is that fast,

then maybe their life is shortened?

- [Heath] That's possible.

- No, I mean shortened, like way short.

Enough to wait them out.

- Like the mayfly. - Yeah.

- Listen to this.

We spent a spring once in Buffalo,

and those things were everywhere,

and then they just disappeared.

It's like they hatch, and they're everywhere you can see,

and then they're gone.

In fact, the locals, they call them dayflies.

It's really weird.

(Shelly laughs)

- Dayfly.

Daddy, I want a dayfly.

(dark, ominous music)

- What do you mean, we?

- My husband and I.

- Husband?

- Yeah. Ben.

He died in a car crash in '97.

- I'm sorry to hear that.

- Oh yeah, I'm sorry too.

We have giant worms chasing us

and you guys are talking about dead husbands?

I don't know if you remember,

but we have bigger problems to deal with.

- So, wait, these things could be dead in the morning?

( brassy music)

- That girl in there needs hospitalization.

- I'm well aware of that.

- You know, I go to that diner every damn day.

That's all I know.

I just always had felt like there's something more

out there, I don't know what, but just something more.

Is it all gonna end here?

- Maybe we have a bigger purpose here.

- Yeah, tell me.

- Saving those kids?

- Do you really think that they could just die off

like Chester said?

- Anything's possible.

Do you see this? - What?

- It's worse than we thought.

(maggot talks creepily)

More than one.

- I can see that.

These things are gonna pose greater threat

than we ever even thought.

- I'm almost afraid to do the math.

You don't suppose an arrow dipped in rat poison

would do the trick?

- Well, if you had a lot of rat poison,

and a whole battalion of archers,

and that's if rat poison even has a toxic effect

on their metabolism.

- Flaming arrows?

- Yeah, that could work.

How many arrows do you have?

- How many do we need?

- I'm wrong.

I'm wrong, he always told me I was wrong.

(gulps) Oh God.

- Shelly, wake up.

Shelly.

Shelly, wake up!

Wake up!

(sobs)

(heavy, ominous music)

- I don't know what the big deal is.

She was already dead.

That creature ate her stomach.

Let's be honest.

We were just waiting for her to stop breathing.

- Shut up, Larry!

- Get outta here, Larry!

- Already proved that you don't have a backbone!

- Backbone?

I'll show you backbone!

(heavy, ominous music)

- We still gonna do this?

- We have to.

- Come on.

(idyllic hillbilly music)

(vinyl record scratches)

(maggots laughing creepily)

(maggot talks creepily)

- Heath?

They're moving! Heath!

They're moving around up there!

Heath!

Look, we gotta go, come on!

Wake up, we gotta go.

We gotta go!

(thrilling chase music)

Come on!

Come on, you guys!

(maggot talking creepily)

(gunshots blasting)

(arrows whooshing)

(punches thud)

(bones crunching)

(Heath groans)

- Come on!

Come on!

(fire whooshes) (Heath groans)

(arrows whooshing)

- Get back!

Chester!

- Thanks for the help.

- Anytime!

- What are you guys doing, let's go!

- [Heath] Come on.

(maggot growls)

(blood squelches)

(maggot laughs creepily)

(maggot talks creepily)

(invigorating rock music)

(fire whooshing)

(blood squelches) (Heath yells)

(jaws smacking)

- [Christina] They're everywhere!

(maggot laughs creepily)

- Christina, come on!

(Chester yelps)

(maggot talks creepily)

(Chester groaning)

(maggot talks creepily)

(arrow whooshes)

Come on!

Are you kidding me?

- Chester!

Does it look like I've done this before?

(arrow whooshes)

(maggot gurgles)

- I'm back!

With a little backbone.

(exciting action music)

(maggot growling)

(sword whooshing)

(maggot groaning)

(maggots talking creepily)

(gunshots blasting)

(maggots laughing creepily)

(dramatic orchestral music)

(Christina screams)

- Let's go!

(group breathes heavily)

- Larry, what are we doing?

- I don't know, man, I've just been killing giant maggots!

- Well shouldn't we have a plan or something?

- A plan?

What kind of a plan can we make

with these gross things trying to eat us?

- We should go back to the old gas station.

- Okay, but what's the difference

between being here and there?

- Well, there's gas things there.

Maybe we can lure theme over there.

What about flaming arrows?

Dani and Heath thought it would work.

- Yeah.

- We could blow the whole place up.

- I don't think I'm good enough to shoot flaming arrows.

- Damn, babe.

From what I saw earlier, you were looking pretty good.

- We still have that bottle of 151 in the truck.

- I don't think right now is a good time to be drinking.

- We could make fiery cocktails,

and I still have that glue.

- Well, this all sounds like a great plan,

but has anybody checked a phone?

To see if we have service?

To call for help?

- I coulda told you there was no service.

With this longitude and latitude,

and the altitude of these mountains,

the service gets diluted.

And besides, you can't bounce signal

through the microwave belt around the Earth.

- I'm so glad you're back.

I was afraid something happened to you.

(fast-paced surf-rock music)

(maggots laugh creepily)

(maggots gurgling)

(gunshots blasting)

(arrow whooshes)

- Did you guys see the last one I took out?

I blasted his green guts everywhere!

- Yeah man, I thought it had you for sure!

- Are you guys kidding me?

This isn't a video game, those things are trying to eat us!

- Nah, I could take these things off

like fish out of a barrel.

- Reminds me of that game, Giant Space Slugs From Saturn,

where that Latin dude becomes the hero, like Clark Kent

in Superman, but ends up saving Gotham City like Batman.

- Nah, I think it was the White guy dressed like Rambo!

- No, I think it was more like

the Valley girl turned Elektra.

(dogs barking)

After all, it is a woman's world.

(maggot laughs creepily)

Hey!

(gunshot blasts)

- Holy shit!

Get those flaming arrows ready!

(gunshots blasting)

(twangy rock music)

- Christina, take your shirt off.

(gunshots blast)

For the flaming arrows!

- I've got the glue!

(moves into exciting rock music)

(gunshots blasting)

(maggots laughing creepily)

(stick thuds)

(maggots gurgling)

(gunshot blasts)

(maggot laughs creepily)

(maggot talking creepily)

(punch thuds)

(punches thudding)

(gunshots blast)

(maggot laughs creepily)

(kick thuds)

(maggot laughs creepily)

(bass-heavy electronica music)

(gunshots blast)

(maggots gurgling and laughing)

(gunshots blasting)

(flames crackle)

(explosions boom)

(happy surf-rock music)

- Now that's what you call a fiery cocktail.

(maggots screech)

- Looks like they're gonna have something new

on the local diner's menu.

Barbecue maggot steaks.

(triumphant orchestral music)

(mysterious orchestral music)