All language subtitles for The Spider English

(dramatic orchestral music)

(suspenseful orchestral music)

(clattering)
(man screams)

- Carol!

Hey, Carol, wait.

Hi.

- Hi, Mike.

- Hey, wake up, this is Mike, remember?

The boy with the golden heart
and the memory of an elephant.

Look, I remembered, see?

Happy birthday, Carol.

- Thanks.

- Well, aren't you gonna open it?

- Not now.

- What's wrong?

- It's dad.

He didn't come home last night.

- So what?

You know it doesn't mean a thing.

I mean, you know how he is.

- What do you mean, I "know how he is?"

- Well, nothing, I...

(horn honks)

Now, where didn't he come
home from last night?

- Well, he went to Springdale
yesterday to buy me a present.

He said he'd be back
before dinner last night,

but he still hasn't come back yet.

- Well, that doesn't mean a thing, Carol.

I mean, it isn't the first time.

- You're mean, Mike.

And I don't want your
silly present either, here!

(bell rings)

(electricity buzzes)

- The electrons jump from
one electrode to the other

because of the difference
in the electrical potential

between the two poles.

This one is the negative pole,
from which electricity flows

to the positive pole.

We call the positive pole what?

- [Class] Anode.

- [Teacher] Correct, the negative pole?

- [Class] Cathode.

- Good.

If the voltage applied to these electrodes

is increased to a greater amplitude,

the electrical arc, in
turn, will be greater.

The larger the arc becomes,
the more dangerous it is

to anything that may
be placed in its path.

And one thing to remember is
that the flow of electrons

is always from the
negative to the positive.

The reason for this is
that the positive pole

has higher electrical potential.

Now, in a simple voltaic cell,

the positive electrode is made of copper.

The negative, of zinc.

A similar experiment to
the one we conducted here

was recently carried out at Wisconsin Tech

using a voltage many
thousands of times greater,

which produced a spark closely
simulating actual lightning.

It isn't the voltage
that creates the hazard.

It's the amount of current flow.

If a man were to come in contact with

a high voltage without
a direct path to ground,

it's probable that he wouldn't be harmed.

However, if the circuit's
complete at the ground,

the current will flow unhampered

and cause him to be electrocuted.

Now, for our next experiments.

If Mike, Carol, and Joe have
finished their business.

(playful orchestral music)

- I can't blame people
for what they think.

Even mother says he must have run into

some of his old cronies
and stayed in town.

He had his paycheck with him.

I know it isn't true.

Not this time.

He promised he'd be back.

I know something's happened to him.

- Sure it did, maybe he ran out of gas.

He'd never meet anybody on this road.

Hold everything, what do you call that?

(suspenseful orchestral music)

Funny stuff, I don't get it.

Stuck to the tree up there and,

it's pitched across the highway
and guess between two trees.

- Who would do a thing like that?

- I don't know, I don't even
know what this stuff is.

You know, it looks like there's been an

accident around here or something.

That figures, a guy
driving along last night

hits this thing stretched
across the highway and

cracks it up.

See the glass?

Wouldn't do too good for
Joe's tires, would it?

You know, maybe that's what
happened to your old man.

- Where is he now?

- Oh, I wouldn't worry about that, Carol.

He's probably hanging around some garage

waiting for a busted Fender to get fixed.

(tense orchestral music)

- [Carol] "To Carol with love, Dad."

- Okay, so he dropped it
when the accident happened.

What of it?

- If he was all right, he
wouldn't leave it laying here.

And if he was in a garage he'd
call mother and let her know.

What's that down there?

- [Mike] Just an old pickup truck.

- That's what dad was driving.

It's dad's!

- Good thing he got out of it in time.

- What if he didn't?

Dad?

Dad!

- Now, what good will that do?

- Well, if he's hurt, he could
still be around somewhere.

- That's right, he could be, but he isn't.

Unless he went in the cave.

- [Carol] Oh, he wouldn't go in there.

- I never believed those
stories about the cave.

Maybe he doesn't either.

You know, it got pretty cold
last night, suppose he couldn't

walk far and wanted to, well,
keep warm until help came.

Come on, let's go take a look.

Come on.

(suspenseful orchestral music)

(wind blows)

- Find anything, Mike?

- Oh, no.

- Do you really think
he could be in there?

- Well, I don't know.

Wait a minute!

Maybe I'd better go in,
you wait here, will you?

- Oh, be careful.

Mike?

- What?

- You won't go very far, will you?

People have gone in there
and never come out again.

(wind blows)

Mike?

Mike!

- I thought I told you to stay outside.

Now, what's the idea of following me?

- Mike, I'm scared of being alone.

Do you see any sign of him?

- Well, now, he wouldn't be
right here near the opening

if he wanted to keep warm.

I'm going to go a little further in.

- I'm going with you.

- Okay.

It's no use, he doesn't
seem to be in here either.

- Oh, let's not give up yet, please, Mike.

- Who said anything about giving up?

We're just getting started.

This cave is supposed to go way back

into that mountain forever.

- Dad!

Dad!

- Gads.

- How will we ever find
him in a place this big?

Mike?

Let's go this way.

Dad!

(stalactite rumbling)

Dad!

(rock thuds)
(suspenseful orchestral music)

Dad.

(screams)

(ominous orchestral music)

Oh, Mike.

Mike, I think we better go back.

- I think you're right.

- But I can't go without...

- All right.

We might as well look a
little further, I guess.

- Mike, I can't see.

(screams)

- [Mike] Are you okay, Carol?

- I think so.

What is this thing we fell in?

- I don't know.

Awfully sticky, though.

Can hardly get loose.

- I know, I can't.

It's just like glue!

- You know,

it's like that ropey stuff
we found up on the road.

(distant screeches)

- What's that noise?

- I don't know.

It's a regular net
we're on, you know that?

(suspenseful orchestral music)

(distant screeches)

- There it is again.

(distant screeches)

Mike!

What is it?

(ominous orchestral music)

(screams)

(spider screeches)

Hurry, please!

(spider screeches)

- I can't say for sure without
having it analyzed, but,

it does look like a large
piece of natural silk.

- What did we tell you?

- But that doesn't necessarily
prove there's a giant spider.

That part's pretty hard to swallow.

- But we saw it!

- Believe me, my son is not in the habit

of lying, Mrs. Kingman.

- That isn't what Helen meant.

Whether we believe their story, or not,

the man to see about it is the sheriff.

- Yeah, sure, see the sheriff.

We did.

- He didn't believe them.

(telephone rings)

(Sheriff laughs)

- Sheriff's office.

Oh, yes, Mr. Kingman.

What can I do for you?

Oh, don't go yet, it's
only a high school teacher.

Well, you know these teenagers
as well as I do, Mr. Kingman.

Yeah, what will they pull next, huh?

(laughs)

Spiders.

I told them to bring me
one and I'd believe it.

- I can't say I blame you, Sheriff.

Naturally, I didn't call you up to get you

to investigate abnormal insect life.

But, Flynn's still missing, I believe.

The youngsters found
traces of him out there.

You may be doing yourself a
favor if you looked into that.

- You took the words right
out of my mouth, Mr. Kingman.

The fact of the matter is,
I've got my deputy Sanders

out rounding up a search party right now.

Get half a dozen men.

Spencer, Haskell, maybe old Jake.

Anyone else that isn't busy.

Bring them here and I'll swear them in.

Yeah, well, I'll need
those two kids with us

to point things out.

And, uh, if you want to come
along, too, that's fine.

Oh, don't you worry.

We'll bring rifles, in case
we run into that spider!

(laughs)

Anything else on your mind?

- Well, speaking of spiders.

Are you sure rifles are just the thing?

Insects have a pretty simple
nervous system, Sheriff.

You could plug holes in one all day

and never hit a vital spot.

If you want to be on the safe side,

call the pest control
people in Springdale.

Have them send out all
the DDT they can find.

- Good.

(chuckles)

A giant spider.

What next?

Well, bring your bug juice and let's go.

- Say, what are we using it on?

- Does it make any difference?

- Well, I've gotta mix the DDT

according to what you want killed.

- What do I tell him,
professor, uh, spiders?

- A two to 4% solution is the usual dose.

- Make it 50.

(ominous orchestral music)

(wind howling)

- Which way, kids?

- Straight ahead.

- Some place, make a nice
elk's hall, you know that?

You think we'll find that
girl's pa in here alive?

- We might, spiders have a
habit of stunning their prey

with venom and storing them in a silk bag

until they're ready to feed on them.

- And they eat them up, I suppose.

- Not quite.

They drain the liquid from their bodies,

leaving only the skin and bones.

- Man, what a mind you've got.

All right, let's look for Flynn.

And don't lose sight
of the man next to you.

No sense in anyone getting lost.

Just a minute, this is a waste of time!

You know something?

I haven't seen a spider yet,
and I don't think we will.

- You will, if he's still there!

- It'd be just our luck, if
he'd moved into the next county.

(men chuckle)

- I don't think you'll be disappointed.

There's something in here, all right.

You naturally expect to
find a certain amount

of wildlife in a cave.

Rats, mice, bats, and so on.

But you don't.

They've been frightened out.

- Ah.

(wings flap)

(gun fires)

(ominous orchestral music)

No wildlife, eh, Kingman?

That's about as big as they come, I'd say.

- I wouldn't handle it, if I
were you, it might have rabies.

- There, it's buried.

- Want to say a few
words over it, Sheriff?

(men chuckle)

(Carol screams)

(Carol sobs)

- It's her father.

- When you get back to town,
make out a coroner's report.

Just put down Jack Flynn as the name,

and the cause of death, uh...

- It was the spider, drained
all the liquid out of his body.

- Just put down cause unknown.

And let the coroner worry about the rest.

That's the trouble with you eggheads.

You jump to conclusions.

I know what I see and I see a dead man.

But, uh, I don't see any spider.

- We can do something about that.

Mike.

Where was the web?

- Right through there.

Wait a minute, you don't
know what you're doing.

You can't just walk in there.

- Well, why not?

(laughs)

- Find any giant spiders, Sheriff?

- Oh, shut up.

Get that DDT in here, quick.

(dramatic orchestral music)

- Here, you better put these on.

- I suggest you spray that whole cavern,

so it will get it when it comes back.

(spider screeches)

(guns firing)

(spider screeches)

- [Sanders] Help me!

Help me!

(guns firing)

(screams)

(spider screeches)

- Carol.

You think it'd be better if I
talked to your mother first?

- No, thanks.

I can do it.

- I really believe you can.

- The box with the bracelet.

- Are you sure you had it?

- It was in this pocket.

Maybe I dropped it in there.

- You can't go back there now.

The place is full of gas.

- We'll come back some
other time, together, okay?

- Hey, Haskell, when you get
back to town, tell old Warren

to get right out here and
board this entrance up.

- Right, sheriff.

- Well if you do, I'd suggest
you put a big wide door in it.

The whole world is gonna want to come here

and take a look at that thing down there.

- Well, what's your idea?

That the town should charge admission?

- That isn't what I was thinking of.

You know what we eggheads
are like, Sheriff.

We wanna know why this, how
come that, what about the other.

That's a matter of scientific interest

to find out what made that creature tick.

- Well, it's too late now, it's dead.

- The spider is.

But not the principle
that caused it to grow.

That's still for us to discover.

- Well, why bother?

- We have to put an end to it.

Otherwise, there may be more giant spiders

coming into the world,
they may even be hatching

from their eggs in some
remote spot, right now.

You realize how easy it would be

for them to overcome us humans?

Then instead of being the
hunters, we'd become the hunted.

They'd be our masters, they'd live on us.

- Well, what would you
suggest the sheriff's office

of River Falls do about it, Mr. Kingman?

- Bring that spider up into the daylight,

where it can be studied properly.

- Well, if you want to do it,
go ahead, but leave me out.

It's not my job, and I
don't want any part of it.

- Okay, sheriff.

(all chattering)

Ugly creature, isn't it?

- I can think of more suitable subjects

for my camera club to take pictures of.

What are you gonna do with
'em, send 'em to the papers?

- No, just the opposite.

One big advantage of living in an isolated

mountain community like River Falls

is not having reporters
crawling all over the place.

Yet.

I'm gonna send these photographs
along with a complete

report to Dr. Bergin at the state U.

Nancy, would you get me
some close-ups, please?

- Oh, sure.

- Good ol' Bergin.

I had him for biology my junior year.

You know, I know exactly
what he's gonna say.

"Gentlemen, this is a perfect specimen."

"Exquisite, exquisite."

- I can't quite appreciate
the humor in it myself.

I saw it when it was still alive.

I expect the university
is going to want it

for experiment and dissection.

Frankly, I'll feel relieved when they come

and take it off my hands.

- I can't say I blame you.

It is a little unhandy.

- Took a house mover from
Riverdale to get it here.

Cost me half my savings.

Besides wanting my money
back, I'd like to get

the high school board off my neck.

- Suppose the university
doesn't go for it?

- They'd better.

You think I'm going to all this bother

merely because I've come
across a scientific wonder?

Not a bit.

Somewhere in that hideous carcass

are the genes that control organic growth.

Man had better find out what
made this creature so big,

and find out fast,

or we're all gonna be in
pretty serious trouble.

Usually, if nature produces
a freak, it dies immediately.

Because it can't adapt itself to life.

It's what we ordinarily
call a bird spider.

But the wonder of it is,
it's perfect, Fraser.

Perfect in every detail.

(suspenseful orchestral music)

(crowd murmurs)

Fraser, you hurt?

- Are you sure that thing is dead?

- Sure, it's dead.

- Well, how come it kicked me?

- It's just a muscular contraction.

Galvani's reaction, it's
called, it often happens.

- Not to me, it doesn't.

If it can do that when it's dead,

I'd sure hate to meet it somewhere alive.

(Kingman chuckles)

(melancholic orchestral music)

(Carol sobs)

- Don't, Carol.

- I can't help it, mother.

- I know.

I loved him, too.

- I keep thinking it was my fault.

- How could it be?

- Never would've happened
if he hadn't gone

to get me that present.

Now, I've lost it.

- You mustn't think of it that way, Carol.

- Why did I have to drop it in that cave?

I wanted so much to keep it, mother.

Forget about it now, dear.

You have your homework to
get ready for tomorrow.

Oh, and I forgot.

Mike called you twice before
you got home from school

and said he would be at
his father's theater.

- Oh, thanks, mother.

Hello, Mr. Simpson.

Can I talk to Mike?

- Mike.

- Hm?

- You're wanted on the phone.

- Oh, okay, thanks.

Hello.

- Hi, Mike, this is Carol.

You said you'd take me out to
the cave to find the bracelet.

- You don't mean right now, do you?

- If you can get away.

Please, Mike.

- Carol, not today, my dad
just got in a new picture

and I haven't even seen it yet.

Something about puppet
people, it sounds pretty wild.

- Please?

(Mike sighs)

- Okay, Carol, I think I
can borrow Joe's car again.

- Only, don't come by the house for me.

I don't want mother to
know I'm going out there.

- All right, I'll be down
at the corner in 15 minutes.

- I'll be waiting.

- I'll see ya, dad, I got a date now!

- Where will you be?

I said, where will you be if I want you?

(sighs)

- [Mike] Hey, Joe!

- Hi!

- Hey, um.

You remember that five bucks I loaned you?

- Sure, it was last
Christmas, and I paid it back.

- All I mean is, well, I'm your friend.

You know that, don't you?

- You wanna borrow five bucks.

- Oh, no, no.

Could Carol and I use your
wagon for a couple of hours?

- Again?

What's the big deal?

- Well, what do you care?

Look, we're friends,
Joe, just remember that.

- Well, aren't you
comin' to the rehearsal?

- Look, my mouth is getting tired.

Are we friends or aren't we?

- Okay, okay.

The car's in the driveway,
you'll find the keys in the...

- The glove compartment, where else?

- Why do I have so many friends?

- Thanks, Joe.

- Sure!

- Come on, Joe, we got problems.

It's off-limits, I told ya.

- But we gotta get in, the
dance is tomorrow night.

Oh, the cats'll have a blast
if we don't swing solid.

(bell rings)

Hey, let's get the janitor,
maybe he'll open the pad.

- Oh, not with Mr. Eight
Legs still in there.

- Well, they can't hang
us for trying, can they?

Hugo?

- Hugo?

- Hey, Hugo!
- Hugo!

- Who's callin' Hugo?

Well, now, what's the matter here?

- We want in, we've gotta
develop our talents.

- Well, you'll have to use the auditorium

till further notice, Principal's orders.

- No can do.

The drama class is there.

- I can't help that, Kingman
was just here checkin' up.

Told me particular not to let nobody in.

- Well, Kingman didn't
mean us, he meant squares.

We're the coolest zoologists in town.

- No, siree.

The movin' people are comin' here tonight

to move that thing to the university.

You can rehearse all
you want to afterwards.

- In the dead of night?

Hugo, we're only little kids.

Mommy wouldn't let us.

- Well, all right, you monsters.

Now, I want you to behave yourselves.

Don't muck with that thing.

- Dig that?

The first guy who steps on daddy long legs

is gonna hear from Hugo!

- Yeah.

(suspenseful orchestral music)

- Crazy.

(whistles)

It's big, all right.

Hey, maybe the drama class is
through with the auditorium.

Let's blow this place,
it gives me the creeps.

- What is it, Superman, chickening out?

- Well, certainly not!

- Well, then let's stop goofin' off, huh?

(upbeat piano music)

Now, guys, let's start
with the opening number

and don't go to sleep on it.

Play with everything you got.

Loud enough to wake the dead, huh?

Play it good and loud.

Okay!

(distant screams)

Hey, what goes on here?

- That's the drama class, what else?

- All right, either
you come in or get out.

But don't stand there and scream.

We're rehearsin'.

One, two, three, four.

(upbeat rock and roll music)

- Well, okay, let's go.

(screaming)

(students screaming)

- Hey, what's got into you kids?

- Beat it, it's alive!

(spider screeches)

(suspenseful orchestral music)

(wall thudding)

(telephone rings)

- Hello?

Hello!
(wall thudding)

Hello, hello!
(spider screeches)

(telephone rings)

- Hello?

(wall thuds)

- Mr. Kingman, it's
the spider, the spider!

(screams)

- Hello?

Hello?

- Anyone comes for me, I'll
be at Sanders' funeral.

(horn honks)
(telephone rings)

I'll get it.

Great guy, Pete Sanders was.

You've got plenty to live up to.

Sheriff's office, Cagle speaking.

What?

All right, Mr. Kingman,
I'll meet you at the school.

You stay here and answer the phone.

- [Kingman] Helen?

- What is it, Art?

- It'd be a good idea if you stayed inside

the house for a while.

- Oh, and I was just
going to take the baby

for his check-up and do
some shopping for dinner.

- Stay in the house,
Helen, no matter what.

I'll be back as soon as I can.

(door closes)

(wind howling)

(suspenseful orchestral music)

(gun fires)

(spider screeches)
(gun firing)

(spider screeches)

(engine stalls)

(spider screeches)

(engine starts)

(spider screeches)

(siren wails)

- [Man] Maybe somebody held up the bank.

- [Man] I don't see anything.

Where are they running?

(tires screeching)

(all chattering)

(spider screeches)

(crowd screams)

(woman screams)

(crowd screams)

- Get inside!

Take cover!

- This is Sheriff Cagle speaking.

How's that call to the capital coming?

Well, hurry it up, we want action here.

- Get off the streets!

- Hello?

Hello.

Sheriff Cagle, River Falls.

Hello?

- Get off the streets!

- Hello?

Hello?

Operator, I've been cut off.

Okay, sister.

Well, that's that, the long
distance lines are down.

- I've got my motorcycle out back.

- How long would it take you
to get to Springdale on it?

- Maybe an hour, maybe less.

- Go ahead, and get the
governor on the phone.

Tell him we've got to have
troops from Fort Brown.

Also, flame throwers and artillery.

Tell him we need, DDT?

- [Art] No good, that
stuff just stunned it.

- All right, Dave, on your way.

- Wait, Dave!

(spider screeches)

(suspenseful orchestral music)

- All right, Dave, go ahead.

(wind blows)

(child cries)

- Yeah, it's still too soon
for the troops to be here.

- I know.

I thought they might fly a
few men in with whirly birds.

- I'll give them time.

- Hey, isn't that Jake?

Wait a minute, Jake!

Where to, Jake?

- I'm evacuating.

That darn monster run me
out of house and home!

- Which way was it heading?

- Towards Maple Street.

I've had it!

- Maple Street?

Helen.

(tense orchestral music)

- I think that's just right now.

Come on, just a little bit.

(child cries)

(Helen screams)

(spider screeches)

(glass smashes)

(Helen screams)

(tires screech)

(spider screeches)

(Helen screams)

(spider screeches)

(suspenseful orchestral music)

(Helen sobs)

- Helen!

Helen!

- Oh, darling!

- You'll be all right,
Helen, it's gone away.

Help should be here
soon, now take it easy.

Just take it easy.

(child cries)

Sheriff?

Any news from Springdale yet?

- Not a word.

Good.

Kingman says the spider's headed south,

along the old Higgins road.

- At least the town's safe.

(suspenseful orchestral music)

- Mike, will you help me look for it?

- Yeah, okay.

This isn't getting us anywhere.

Why don't I buy you another bracelet?

- It wouldn't be the same at all.

- Besides, I'm broke.

Well, when was the last
time you remember having it?

- Well, it was just
before I fell in the web.

I was up there, and then I stumbled.

If I dropped it then, it should
be around here somewhere.

Mike.

- Find it?

- No, but there's an opening down here.

Do you think it could have fallen through?

- Hey, it looks like there's
another cave down there.

Maybe we can get into it
through this opening over here.

Come on.

(wind blows)

Wow, there must be hundreds
of these caves down here.

Hello!

- [Carol] Look for my bracelet.

- Oh, I am looking.

Here it is!

I guess you're happy now, huh?

- Oh, I am, no kidding.

- Good, then I guess we can go home.

Let's see, which way?

- That way.

- Okay, only this time,

let me keep this thing for
you till we get out, okay?

Come on.

(spider growls)

(foot thudding)

- We've got enough spiders around here.

Well, help oughta be here soon now.

Sheriff Cagle again, sister.

How soon before those long distance lines

to Springdale are going to get fixed?

Another two hours, maybe.

Okay, sister, keep working on it.

(knocking on door)

Open the door, will you, Simpson?

(ominous orchestral music)

- It's Dave.

- Where did you find him?

- At the corner of Maple and Horton.

He never got to Springdale for help.

- That puts us right
back where we started.

And all we've got to do is sit right here

and wait for that thing to come
back and finish us all off.

- I was all in favor of
sealing off that cave

some time ago while the
monster was still in it.

Wasn't I, Kingman?

- You can do it right now.

It went back to the cave.

Yes, sir, I seen it!

- The thing to do is
to get lumber out there

and board that entrance up tight.

- Boards won't hold it.

- Any better ideas?

- [Art] You're the road foreman,
aren't you, Mr. Haskell?

- I am.

- [Art] Do you have enough dynamite

to blow up the cave entrance?

- I can blow up half that
hill, if you want me to.

- Okay, Sam, go ahead and get the stuff.

We'll meet you at your place.

- Right.

- Simpson, you've been sworn in.

Take care of the office
for me till I get back.

And call the coroner.

The rest of you boys, come with us.

(suspenseful orchestral music)

(telephone rings)

- Sheriff's office, Simpson speaking.

- Oh, hello, Mr. Simpson.

This is Joe, Mike's friend.

Remember me?

- Oh, yes, Joe.

What's the trouble?

- I better tell the sheriff.

- Well, he's not here now.

Maybe you'd better tell me.

What is it, Joe?

- Well, it's about my heap.

Somebody mooched it off of
me today to go for a ride,

and it isn't back yet.

After what that spider did this afternoon,

well, I was just wondering if...

- Well, it's a good idea to check.

What's the boy's name?

- [Joe] Well, it was Mike and Carol Flynn.

Did they get back yet?

- No.

At least I haven't seen them.

Did they say where they might be heading?

- No, sir.

- Thank you, Joe, I'll look into it.

(suspenseful orchestral music)

- [Mrs. Flynn] Hello?

- Mrs. Flynn, this is
Mike Simpson's father.

- Didn't take us this
long to come in, did it?

- Sure it did, you just forget.

- What time is it?

- I don't know, I haven't got a watch.

- I got a feeling it's late.

- It's still light.

- Don't kid me, that's luminous algae.

It grows on cave walls, and it shines.

Don't you remember Mr. Kingman
told our science class?

- All right, but from the next cavern,

you'll see daylight
outside, you wanna bet?

- I don't see any daylight.

- I goofed.

- Never been in this cave before, either.

We're lost.

- I know.

- Well, let's hurry up
and find our way out.

- That's what I'm doing.

I figure if we just go straight ahead,

we'll come to the part we know.

Come on, let's go this way.

(suspenseful orchestral music)

- Mike?

Mike, we can't go any further!

It's a dead end.

- There's gotta be another way out.

All I'm trying to do is find it.

- Mike, look.

There's something written on the wall.

- What did I tell you?

There have been people
through here before.

"George Weston."

"Lost, April 9th, 1902."

- Mike!

He must have starved to death.

I'm getting awfully worried, Mike.

- Me, too, Carol.

- Why did I ever have
to bring you down here?

It's all my fault.

- Forget it.

- What do you suppose
your mother's thinking?

- Well, they wouldn't tell her.

She's in the hospital having a baby.

- Well, what about your dad?

- Ah, he's pretty good,
I think he can take it.

- My mother can't.

Not after what happened to my father.

- Don't make yourself feel bad, Carol.

- Don't you either, then.

- You know, all of a
sudden, I feel hungry.

- Me, too.

- I just remembered, I've
got a candy bar with me.

(distant screeches)

(suspenseful orchestral music)

- [Cagle] All right,
you men, make it snappy.

Let's get that gear off that truck.

- Carol always lets me know
when she isn't coming home.

Always.

But today, I don't know,
she just wasn't herself.

She attached too much
importance to that bracelet.

Oh, I hope she and Mike
haven't gone back to that cave.

(suspenseful orchestral music)

- Carol, do you see, this is
the place where we got lost!

Now I know the way, it's through there.

- [Carol] But the spider, Mike.

- If we stay here, it'll
find us, come on, let's run.

There's the hole we fell through.

We haven't got far to go now.

Come on, climb through the web.

Come on!

- I'm stuck!

- Give me your hand.

Give me your hand.

Come on.

(spider screeches)

- It's coming!

- Phil, Pete, let's get that
extra dynamite outta here.

- [Cagle] Well, that'll be the end

of our spider's nest, eh, Kingman?

- And the spider.

- That's what you said last time.

- Well, this time it's for sure.

It's gotta die, no living
organism can survive for long

once its food supply is cut off.

- We'll be ready to blow
her up in a couple seconds.

- [Cagle] Let her blow when you're ready!

(suspenseful orchestral music)
(spider screeches)

Stand wide back, all you men!

I don't want anyone hurt.

(suspenseful orchestral music)

- Isn't that Joe's car over there?

- Well, yes, it is.

(suspenseful orchestral music)

(spider screeches)

(Carol screams)

(explosion booms)

- Please do something.

- You sealed them up.

You're going to have to open
that cave and get them out.

- Now, don't get excited.

We're going to do
everything for them we can.

How do we go about it, Haskell?

- Open up the cave again?

That's easy to say, Sheriff,

but it's going to take some doing.

We blew up tons of earthen
rock over that opening.

Brought half the hillside down.

- Well, we better start clearing it away.

- It'll take days, maybe a week, even.

- There isn't that much time.

If the spider doesn't get
them, the bad air will.

- Well, then we better get
going, the sooner the better.

You've got a car.

Go into town and get them
to send out a bulldozer.

- Wait, there may be a
quicker way than that.

See that flat shelf a little
higher up the mountain?

Suppose we dug straight down from there?

- How about it, Haskell?

- Looks good to me.

Let's get those ropes, picks
and shovels out of that truck.

Here's where we go to work.

(Mrs. Flynn sobs)
(somber orchestral music)

- You don't want to look at
it like that, Mrs. Flynn.

You've got to remember
that cave is a big place

and those kids have a lot of sense.

They'll find places where
the spider can't get at them.

- If we do dig our way in,

what's to keep it from getting at us?

- I don't know.

What do you say, Kingman?

- We gotta have some kind of
an effective weapon against it,

that's obvious.

That power line across the hills.

If we could bring a cable over from there.

- What for?

- Let's see if we can
electrocute the beast.

(suspenseful orchestral music)

- Know where we can find a quarter mile

of insulated copper cable
this side of Springdale?

- You might try the express office.

Seems to me I saw a lot
of that stuff in there.

- You wanna go for it
in the truck, Simpson?

- Yeah.

- I'm sure you wouldn't waste
any time getting it back.

- How's it coming?

- Not bad, but we have plenty to go.

(suspenseful orchestral music)

- Carol?

Carol!

- Where is it?

- Let's go, can you make it?

- I'll be all right.

(hammering clacks)

- [Man] We've struck granite!

- Come on up and let me get down there.

(dramatic orchestral music)

(suspenseful orchestral music)

- This the place we came in?

- [Carol] I'm sure it was!

- [Mike] They've closed the opening!

- What do we do?

(distant explosion rumbles)

What was that?

- Sounds like blasting, I
bet they know we're in here.

I bet they're trying to get us out!

Help!

- Help!

Help!

- Help!
- Help!

- They can't hear us.

Maybe if we get closer
to where they're working.

- Help!

Help!

- Help, we're down here!

- Help!

Help!

- Help!

- Help, we're down here!

(muffled yelling)

- [Carol] Help!

- [Mike] We're down here!

- Mike, Carol, we hear you!

We're coming!

- It's Kingman, they've heard us!

(spider screeches)

(suspenseful orchestral music)

- This is the power line foreman, Kingman.

He's going to help us
when the cable gets here.

I thought you'd be the one to
brief him on what we're doing.

- Well, my idea is to
tie into that power line,

take a couple electrodes
into the cave, get the spider

between them, and turn on the juice.

- We want to create an
electric arc, you see,

so it jumps through its body
like a bolt of lightning.

- You think it'll work?

- It could.

How about electrodes?

- Simpson's bringing them.

Have you got tools and rubber gloves?

- In my Jeep.

All we need is the cable
and I'm ready to go.

- That could be Simpson now.

(suspenseful orchestral music)

(spider screeches)

(Carol gasps)

- Ledge, if we can get
out far enough on it,

the spider can't follow us.

Don't be scared, just hold on to me.

(rocks crumbling)
(Carol screams)

(suspenseful orchestral music)

- Mike?

- Yeah, what?

- There's nothing to walk on over here.

- Okay.

- We can't get back.

(hammering clacks)

- Give me that thing.

Does that sound hollow, or am I crazy?

(hammering clacks)

(rock rumbles)

We've broke through, do you hear me?

We've broke through!

(rock rumbles)

(hammering clacks)

- How are they doing down
there, is Carol all right?

- We're going down there
for now, Mrs. Flynn.

It may take a little
while before we find them,

but we'll send up news as fast as we can.

- As soon as I get down there,

pass along the cable and electrodes.

Keep it coming, see that
I have plenty of slack.

No telling how much I'll
need once I'm below.

- Well, don't go down yet,
wait for the equipment.

- [Art] You wait for the
equipment, see you below.

- [Cagle] The rest of you
men follow that equipment.

(moody orchestral music)

- Carol!

Mike!

Carol!

Mike!

Carol!

- Hey, Carol, it's them!

They're coming for us,
what did I tell you?

Hey, we're in here!

Help!

- Help!

- [Both] Help!

- Why don't we split up?

- All right, you men stay here.

- [Art] Sheriff, better go armed.

- Yeah, let's have my rifle.

- Mike!

Mike!

- Carol, look!

(spider screeches)

- Sheriff, this way!

(spider screeches)

(suspenseful orchestral music)

(spider screeches)

Throw this down.

(spider screeches)

- Catch, Mike!

- I got it, now what?

- There's a rubber glove, put it on.

- Here we go, tell him to hook us up.

- [Cagle] Okay!

- Okay!

(electricity buzzes)

(spider screeches)

- Higher than that!

(spider screeches)

- Tell 'em to turn off the juice.

- [Cagle] Hold it!

- [Man] Hold it!

- Hold it!

- Let's get the kids off the ledge.

- Oh, Sheriff, where's
Carol, where is she?

- She's all right, Mrs.
Flynn, we had a little trouble

getting the kids off a narrow
ledge they were trapped on.

Excuse me.

- Oh, Carol.

- [Carol] Mom.

(laughs)

I'm awfully sorry, I didn't
mean to scare you this way.

Honestly, I couldn't help it.

- Mike, you're all right?

- I'm okay.

Guess I was a lot of trouble
to you, wasn't I, dad?

- Come on, son.

- Go on up.

It's all right, everything's
out of the cavern, I checked.

- Yeah, thanks, Jake.

- Goodnight, Sheriff.

- Goodnight, Haskell.

Thanks for everything.

Sure took you long enough down there.

- I was checkin' up.

- Anything left behind?

- Nothing but a dead spider.

- Well, this time he's going to stay dead.

Dead and buried.

- Let's say at least until
some egghead comes along and

digs it up again.

(suspenseful orchestral music)

(explosion booms)

(dramatic orchestral music)