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[Man] Friends, let me introduce myself.

Peltzer's the name. Rand peltzer.

That's me there on the corner.

I'm an inventor.
And I have a story to tell.

Yeah, I know. Who hasn't got a story?

Well, nobody's got a story
like this one.

- Nobody.
- [Car horn tooting]

It all started here, in Chinatown.

I was hitting the shops
trying to move a little merchandise,

maybe find a present for my kid.

I tried this one place.

Hey. Wait a minute.

- What's down here?
- This is it.

- This is your grandfather's store?
- Yeah.

Come on.

[Rand] No wonder you gotta
drag people in off the street.

[Clinking]

Hey, go ahead, mister. Look around.

See if there's something you like.

[Clangs]

Are these things real?

I told you, everything's real.

Well, friends. You do have
a lot of interesting artifacts here,

but there's one thing
you don't have.

And what's that?

Let me show you. I've got it right here.
I'm an inventor. I made this.

The bathroom buddy.

Ifstheinvenfion
of the century, friends.

It eliminates the need to carry heavy
luggage and things when you travel.

You got yourself your shaving mirror,

you got yourself your toothbrush,
a toothpick. You got toenail clippers...

- [Creature chittering]
- You got a nail file,

and you got yourself a dental mirror.

This is gonna revolutionize traveling.

Now, let's just say,
for the sake of argument,

that you're on a bus,
a plane or a train.

You forgot to brush your teeth.

You got yourself a bad case
of dragon breath.

[Gong dings]

Bad breath. Now, what do you do?

No problem, friend. All you do is,
you take your toothbrush out,

and you push this button.

That's absolutely no problem.

Cleans up easily.

Now, what I'd like to do, sir,
I'd like to give you my card.

Rand peltzer.
"Fantastic ideas for a fantastic world."

I make the illogical logical.

Now, sir, I can get you these.

I can get them by the dozen
if you'd like.

[Creature whining]

What do you think?

What do you think?

- Oh.
- [Creature whining]

Where's that coming from?

- What is that?
- [Boy] Mogwai.

[Creature trilling]

- What's he doing?
- [Boy] Singing.

He does that sometimes.

[Mogwai singing]

I gotta have him. He's incredible.

Tell you what I'll do.

- I'll give you $100 for him.
- [Grandfather] No.

[Rand] Look, I've gotta have him.
It's a present for my son for Christmas.

It's exactly
what I've been looking for.

I've been everywhere.
I'll give you $200.

That's $200.

I'm sorry.

Mogwai not for sale.

I thought you said everything in
your grandfather's store was for sale.

Grandfather!

With mogwai comes much responsibility.

I cannot sell him at any price.

Wait outside. I'll be right out.
Just go.

- Okay, mister, here it is.
- Oh, right.

What about your grandfather?

Forget what he said. He's crazy.
We need the money.

- Now, come on. Do you want it, or not?
- I want it.

[Boy] Look, mister.
There's three rules you've gotta follow.

[Rand] Yeah? What kind of rules?

[Boy] Keep him out of the light.

He hates bright light,
especially sunlight.

It'll kill him.

And keep him away from water.
Don't get him wet.

But the most important rule,
the rule you can never forget...

No matter how much he cries
no matter how much he begs,

never, never feed him after midnight.
You got it?

[Rand] Sure, kid. Whatever you say.

Hey, listen, thanks.
And have a merry Christmas.

[Rock 'n' roll Christmas music
playing on radio]

Hey, gang. You're rolling
with rockin' Ricky rialto,

the voice of Kingston falls, usa!

Simon!

Hey, Alex.

Getting close to Christmas.

Looks like you're gonna get stuck
with a lot of trees again this year.

- I thought I'd see you about this time.
- Huh?

-Owi -what the hell is this?

Hey. What are you doing in there?

- [Boy] Don't ask.
- [Sheriff chuckles]

Alex, I came to get my tree.

Pete, take that tree
to Mr. Anderson's truck.

Gee, dad.

What do you say, Alex?

Come on. You can spare one for the boys
down at the sheriff's station.

I paid for mine, frank.

[Engine spluttering]

[Music continues over radio]

[Radio clicks oft]

[Whines]

[Vehicle approaching]

[Mr. Futterman chuckles]

Hey, Billy, what's the matter?
You need ajump?

No, thanks, Mr. Futterman.
I'm pretty much late for work as it is.

These goddamn foreign cars,
they always freeze up on you.

You don't find American machinery
doing that.

That stuff can take anything.

See that plow?

Fifteen years old. Hasn't given me
a day's trouble in 15 years.

You know why?
Kentucky harvester.

It ain't some foreign piece of crap
you pick up these days.

- That's a Kentucky harvester.
- Hmm.

If I wanna keep my job,
I really think I should be going now.

Hey, how's that, uh,
comic strip of your's coming?

I expect to see you in the funnies
any day now,

with smilin' Jack and li'i abner.

Oh, Mr. Futterman, they don't
run those comics anymore.

They don't?

- Oh.
- Come on, barn.

- Say hello to your wife for me, okay?
- Yeah, sure.

- See you later.
- So long, Billy.

[Barney barks]

Goddamn foreign cars.

Hey, Dr. Murrow.

Morning, Billy. Morning.

- Morning, Tom.
- Hey, Billy. Barney.

Get in there, and be quiet.

- You just made it.
- Again. [Scoffs]

Billy, will you sign this petition?

Yeah, sure. What's it for?

We're trying to have dorry's pub
declared a landmark.

Mrs. Deagle's trying to take
his lease away.

His, too, huh?

Yeah, she says it's a dive,
a public nuisance.

That's where my dad
proposed to my mom, you know.

That's where everybody's dad
proposed to their mom. Cross your 't."

Thanks.

- Good morning, Mrs. Deagle.
- What's good about it?

Klutz!

Watch it, watch it, watch it!

- Forty, 60, 80...
- [Car horn tooting]

- [Tires screech]
- [Toots horn]

Two hundred. Thank you.

- Mrs. Deagle?
- What? What? What?

I just wanted you to let you know
that Joe himself got another job...

My husband, Joe Harris.

And I've taken up some sewing
on the side.

Mrs. Harris,
what are you trying to tell me?

I'm afraid that neither of us
will be paid for two weeks.

Couldn't you get Mr. Corben to...

Well, to just give us
a little more time?

Mrs. Harris,

the bank and I have
the same purpose in life,

to make money.

- Not to support a lot of deadbeats!
- [Child sneezes]

Mrs. Deagle, it's Christmas!

Now, you know what to ask Santa for,
don't you?

Mommy, I'm hungry.

Yes, honey. So am I.

This is what's left
of my imported bavarian snowman.

Your dog broke it this morning.

I'm terribly sorry.

Just tell me how much I owe you,
I'll be more than happy...

I don't want money.

I want your dog.

[Whines]

Barney?

Give him to me.

I'll take him to the kennel.
They'll put him to sleep.

It'll be quick and painless,
compared to what I could do to him.

What could you do?

I'll catch the beast myself.

Then he'll get what he deserves.

A slow, painful death.

Maybe I'll put him in my spin dryer
on high heat.

That'd do it, all right.

[Barking]

[Mrs. Deagle screaming]

Barney! Barney!

Barney, will you get off of her?

My dear lady, are you all right?

I have a very weak heart.
I can't stand a shock like that!

What is that dog doing in here?

Peltzer, this is a bank,
not a pet store!

- Very good, Gerald.
- Thank you, Mr. Corben.

Barney wouldn't have
hurt you, Mrs. Deagle, honestly...

Excuses, excuses.
You're just like your father.

I've listened to his miserable excuses
for ten years, the loser.

As for you, you mangy cur,

- I'll get you...
- [Barney snarls]

When you least expect it.

Oh, my heart! Oh!

I must apologize
for this most unusual...

You putz.

[Indistinct chatter]

[Man] Hmm.
The old bat never looked better.

It's great. You're doing fine.

Thanks.

Hello, Gerald.

If it isn't captain clip-on.

Hey, guess who almost applied
for unemployment today?

- I give up.
- You.

But Mr. Corben had second thoughts.

He gets so sentimental
about the holidays.

- Imagine that.
- Yeah.

I would've fired you in a second.

Merry Christmas to you, too.

Excuse me, Mr. Jones.

Hey, peltzer.

Look, I'm ajunior
vice president at 23.

By the time I'm 25,
I'm gonna have Mr. Corben's job.

By the time I'm 30,
I'll be a millionaire. Look at you.

You're practically supporting
your whole family.

The world's changing, peltzer.

You gotta change with it.
You gotta be tough.

Tough, huh?
And no one's tougher than you, ger?

Don't call me that.
My name's Gerald.

Can I get you a drink?

Uh, give me a vodka Martini.
Shake, don't stir.

You're working here?

Yeah, weeknights, so, dorry
doesn't have to pay an extra waitress.

Well, I think that's great.

[Gerald] Yeah, that's real swell,
if you like working for nothing.

Two more rounds for the pool table,
and they're all on the house.

Okay.

[Gerald] Hey, Kate.

You haven't seen my new apartment.

I haven't seen your old apartment.

Come on, we're talking cable.
Can we have dinner tomorrow night?

I'm working.

[Gerald] Why don't you
tell dorry you're sick?

He can't dock your pay.

[Lynn] Billy, is that you?

Yeah, mom, it's me.

[Lynn] I'm in the kitchen!

- Merry Christmas!
- Merry Christmas!

Merry Christmas, George!

Merry Christmas, movie house!

Merry Christmas, emporium!

- Hi, mom.
- Hi, sweetie.

Do you need any help?

Um... yeah, you could do the eggs.

- Okay.
- Thanks.

[Billy exhales]

[Rooster crowing]

[Rooster crowing]

Dad's machines, they work so well
the first couple of weeks, then...

Use the sink.

Mom, is something wrong?

No. No, it's a sad movie.

- How was your day?
- It was fine.

Mom, come on, what is it?
What's wrong?

Mrs. Deagle called again
this afternoon.

- [Door opens]
- [Clattering]

[Rand humming]

Let's not talk about it right now. Okay?
Don't say anything to dad.

Fine with me.

[Dramatically]
Don we now our gay apparel

ammmmm la la la

hi, sweetheart.

- Welcome home.
- Hey, dad.

Oh, I'm glad you're back.
How was the trip?

- It was great.
- Yeah?

Yeah. The miracle company, the people
who have the kitchen companion,

they just might be interested
in the bathroom buddy.

Oh, great.

[Humming]

- Oh, thanks, dad.
- You're gonna like this.

What is it? A birdcage?

No, no, no, don't shake it.
You're gonna have to open it now.

It won't wait till Christmas.

[Barking]

[Mogwai barking]

It's a puppy, isn't it?

Yeah, it is. I can tell.

It's a new car.

Oh, honey, would you
dim the lights, please?

Sure.

Dim the lights?
Dad, what, does it glow in the dark?

- It's important. Trust me.
- [Lights hum]

Go ahead, open it.

[Chitters]

- What is it?
- No.

[Rand] It's your new pet.

Come on, Barney. Be a good dog.

[Billy] You're kidding.

Dad, it's really neat.

[Barney whines]

[Billy] Where'd you get this?

[Rand] Oh, some littlejunk store
in Chinatown.

- Can I pick him up, dad?
- Sure, go ahead. Just be careful.

- You gotta be gentle.
- I will.

[Lynn] I hope he's housebroken.

Hey.

Oh, isn't he cute?

Has it got a name, dad?

[Rand] Yeah, mogwai.

- What?
- [Rand] Mogwai.

- Mogwai!
- I don't know. Some Chinese word.

I just call him "gizmo."
He seems to like it.

Okay.

Gizmo.

Look up here a minute.

Hey. We're getting
our picture taken. Smile.

Ready?

One, two, three...

[Screeches]

- No, no.
- [Gizmo] Bright light! Bright light!

What happened?

[Rand] He hates bright lights.

There's some things
I forgot to tell you guys,

and they're really important.

Number one, he hates bright lights.
We know that.

But you gotta keep him
out of the sunlight.

Sunlight will kill him.

Number two,
keep him away from water.

Don't give him any water to drink.
Whatever you do, don't give him a bath.

And probably the most important thing,

don't ever feed him after midnight.

[Playing keys]

[Gizmo humming notes]

[Gizmo singing]

[Screeches]

[Chattering]

Gizmo.

Shh.

Uh-oh.

Looks like you hurt yourself.

[Gizmo] Light bright! Light bright!

[Gizmo sighs calmly]

Just sit down there
and don't fall off, okay?

I'll get you fixed up in no time.

All right.

Hold still.

- [{chafienng]
- Sorry. Sorry.

Try not to move so much, okay?

[Barney whines]

Good night, giz.
I'll see you in the morning.

[Gizmo yawns]

[Sighs]

[Pete] Hello.

Mrs. Peltzer?

I got a tree.

Oh, Christ.

Billy!

Hey, Billy.

I just brought in
your Christmas tree.

- What happened?
- [Sighs]

Slight problem
with the peltzer peeler-juicer.

I thought your dad fixed it.

I thought so, too.

You know, you should just
buy orange juice in cartons.

It's a lot easier.

See, it works.

- I had to come.
- So I see.

Now, I can see.
It takes a certain kind of guy.

And that guy needs
a certain kind of dame.

[Explosion]

[Indistinct chatter on TV]

[Indistinct chatter on TV]

[Mimics race car revving]

[Pete chattering indistinctly]

[Billy] It's no problem, Pete.
You can leave it up here.

What are you gonna tell him?

I'll just tell him a bunch of bikers
stole it from me on my way home.

Wow. The hooded menace.
Issue number one.

It's pretty neat, huh?

Yeah. Where'd you get it?

Oh, Dr. Fantasy's, I think.

[Gizmo coos]

- What's that?
- Come here. I'll show you.

This is my new pet.
My dad gave him to me.

Neat. What's his name?

His name's gizmo. Hi, giz.

- He's a mogwai.
- [Gizmo] Mogwai!

Gizmo.

Cute.

Blink your eyes.

Go like that. Can you do that, huh?
Go like that?

[Pete speaks indistinctly]

[Laughs]

[Billy] Now, watch, Pete.
Maybe he'll sing.

Come on, giz.
Let's go over to the table.

I'll be careful.

There we go.

Gee, Billy,
where can I get one of those?

I don't know.
This is the only one I've ever seen.

[Gizmo singing]

Can I hold him?

Sure. I don't see why not.
He seems to like you.

[Screeching]

Great. Thanks a lot.

Sorry.

What was in thatjar?

[Billy] Nothing. Just water!

[Continues screeching]

Why is he making that noise?

What is it?

I don't know.

Is it alive?

I don't know.

[Mogwai cooing]

One, two, three,
four, five new ones.

Now, can I have one?

Oh, I don't know, Pete.

Hey, look, that one's got
a cute stripe on its head.

Hi, cutie.

[Growls]

Isn't that incredible, Pete?

[Pete] Yeah, great.

Now, I mean, don't you think this is...
This is incredible!

Oh, it is neat.

I'm serious. It's neat.

[Billy] Oh, gizmo, what's the matter?

- No, no, no.
- Hey, dad?

I really think
there's something I should tell you...

Billy, look at this.

Now, you're familiar
with the bathroom buddy, right?

- Uh-huh.
- I have made an improvement.

Watch this.

Now, let's say,
you're late for the big meeting.

It's really important.

You're on your way. You reach up.
Ah. You forgot to shave.

Now, what're you gonna do?
Under normal circumstances,

you are in trouble.

But not if you have
the bathroom buddy. Right?

Watch this.

Voila'. [Chuckles]

What do you think?

Say, that's pretty neat.

- Oh, what's this button...
- No, don't push that.

- Sorry, dad.
- It's okay.

No, I'm really sorry.

It's not your fault.
I'm working on that.

I haven't finished that.
I'm gonna get that tomorrow.

Dad, the reason I came up here

is 'cause there's a problem
with the mogwai.

Yeah, what's that?

Well, it multiplies with water.

What?

Dad, do you see what I mean?

I don't believe it.

All that from water? They got wet?

Yeah, plain water.

[Chattering]

It's funny.
The new ones aren't like gizmo.

The one with the stripes
seems to be the leader.

- [Rand] You know what?
- What?

I'll bet every kid in america
would like to have one of these.

Hmm.

They might even replace the dog
as the family pet.

[Barney whines]

[Mogwai giggling]

Think about it.

"The peltzer pet."

This could really be the big one.

[Snoring]

[Barney howling]

Barn?

[Barney whining]

Barney?

Oh, man. That dog...

[Chuckles]

[Whining]

Barney?

Barney, who did this to you?

Hold on, I'll get you down.
Stay still.

Poor dog. Another minute,
and he would've been a dog-sicle.

Look, all I know is that I'm positive
that I closed and locked the door.

Well, dad, then how else
did she get to him?

Billy, we can't point any fingers,
not even at Mrs. Deagle.

Mom, she's been
threatening him for weeks.

You know she'd love
to get her hands on him.

I know, honey,
but we don't have any proof.

We can't even find any footprints
leading up to the house.

[Coffeemaker whistling]

Billy, I'm gonna take Barney
to your grandmother's.

I'll take him there
on the way to the convention,

Christmas Eve,
I'll pick him up on the way home.

He'll be here for Christmas.
It's gonna be all right.

[Lynn mutters]

I don't think we can drink this.

Why not?

What's wrong with this?

[School bell rings]

Hey, Billy. Is that a mogwai?

Mogwai, yeah, I'm gonna have
Mr. Hanson check it out.

And all of a sudden, there were
five new ones like this one.

Now, watch this.

[Mogwai chattering]

[Mogwai] Uh-oh.

[Screaming]

[Bubang]

[Popping]

Can I keep one of these here,
run some tests on him?

Yeah. I think I can spare one.

Knock-knock.

[Mr. Futterman] This is some Christmas,
Katie, I'll tell you.

First the old bat closes up the factory,
and now, it's my goddamn plow.

Mr. Futterman, guess what?
It's time to go home now.

- How about one more beer?
- No, it's late.

One more beer,
I'll help you clean up this mess.

No, thanks, though.
It'll be okay.

[Blows]

- It'll be okay.
- It will not be okay.

How'd you, how'd you like to bring
your plow in for a tune-up

and find it loaded
with foreign parts. Huh?

I mean, everything.
Gaskets, pistons, spark plugs.

All of it's foreign.

- Hey, Billy.
- [Billy] Hi.

- Going home?
- Oh. Oh, yeah.

Gremlins.

You gotta watch out for the foreigners

'cause they plant gremlins
in their machinery.

The same gremlins brought down
our planes in the big one.

- [Kate] Big one?
- That's right.

World war ii.

Good old w-w-i-i.

[Cranks engine]

You know, they're still
shipping them over here.

They put them in the cars,
they put them the TV.

They put them in the stereos,
and the radios you stick in your ears.

They put them in the watches.

We got little teeny gremlins
from their watches...

I don't think it's such a good idea
that you drive. Why don't you walk home?

You know, Katie,
I think maybe I'll walk home.

- Good.
- It's a nice night.

- Good night, kids.
- [Both] Good night.

Gremlins.

Silent night

holy night

all is calm

all is bright

round yon virgin

mother and child

holy infant...

That was really good, you know,
the way you handled Mr. Futterman.

Oh, I'm used to it.

He's been like that
ever since he lost his job.

He's like a lot of people around here.
He just wants somebody to listen.

Especially around the holidays.

Why is that?

It's when a lot of people
get really depressed.

That's funny, you know,

because I always thought everyone
was happy during the holidays,

no matter what.

Well, most people are, but some aren't.

While everybody else
is opening their presents,

they're opening up their wrists.

Cheery thought.

It's true. The suicide rate's
always the highest around the holidays.

Now I'm depressed.
Do you ever get depressed on Christmas?

I don't celebrate Christmas.

What, are you hindu, or something?

No, I just don't like to.

What's not to like?
I mean, it's a lot of fun.

God!

Say you hate Washington's birthday
or Thanksgiving, and nobody cares.

But say you hate Christmas,

everybody makes you feel like
you're a leper or something.

- I'm sorry.
- No, it's okay.

I'm sorry.
I'm just a little tired and cranky.

Yeah.

Well...

Thanks for walking me home, Billy.

Hey, no problem.

- Good night.
- Good night.

Uh, Kate?

I was just wondering, uh, do you get
any free nights off from dorry's?

Thursdays.

Thursdays, yeah.

Because, I mean,
I was just wondering, uh,

if you're not doing anything
this Thursday night,

maybe you'd like to, uh,
go out on a date

with me?

Pdloveto.

Oh, yeah?

Well, that's great.

Yeah, well, we can talk about it,
you know, on the phone and kind of

square everything away.

Good night, Billy.

'Night.

[Mogwai chittering]

Hey there.

Give me your arm, boy.
Come here, come on.

Give me your arm.
No, no, this is not gonna hurt.

This isn't gonna hurt.

- Not a big guy like you. Come on.
- [Exclaims]

There you go.
See, that's not so bad. Come on.

- Good, good. That's good. Okay.
- [Whimpering]

Just a little blood test, pal.
You'll never miss it.

[Dramatic music playing on TV]

They're like huge seed pods.

This must be the way that body
in my closet was formed.

[Man] Miles, where did they come from?

- Having fun?
- Fun.

- Pretty neat, huh?
- Neat

[chatter on TV continues]

[Mogwais chattering]

What is with you guys? How about
shutting up for a change, okay?

I already fed you.

Well, it's not twelve o'clock yet.

All right. Keep an eye on them, giz.
I'll be back in a second.

[All stop chattering]

[Whispering]

Here we go.

- [Mogwais chattering]
- Now, maybe, you guys will be quiet.

Hey, you guys are really hungry.

Hey, giz, you want some?

Do you want some chicken?

All right.

Yum-yum.

That's it, good buddy.
Call it a night.

[Chomping]

[Chatter on TV]

You fools, you're in danger!

Can't you see? They're after you!

They're after all of us!
Our wives, our children, everyone!

They're here already! You're next!

You're next. You're next! You're next!

You're next!

- [{snonng]
- [Mogwais chuckling]

[Gizmo] Uh-oh!

- [Billy] Mom?
- [Lynn] Yeah?

[Billy] Mom, could you
come up here, please?

[Gizmo chattering]

[Lynn] Then I want you to bring the
vacuum cleaner upstairs for me. [Gasps]

What are they?

Well, they're the mogwai, I guess.
Except for gizmo.

[Whines]

[Lynn] Did you get them wet,
or something?

Did you feed them
after midnight?

Well, I gave them some chicken.
But I made sure that it...

No, no, no. Wait a minute.

I made sure...

Mom? What's going on here?

[Gizmo] Mogwai...

[Pete] Yuck!

What'd you say this was called?
A "putrid stage"?

Pupal. Pupal stage.

- Like a butterfly.
- Yeah, right.

Right. This is a cocoon, and inside,
he's going through changes.

Lots of changes.

Like my mother.

No. No, that's different.

This is called a metamorphosis.

It's a change in form,
and in appearance.

[Lynn humming]

[Telephone ringing]

[Buzzes]

Hello?

[Continues ringing]

Hello? Hi, honey.

No, I'm sure it works fine.

I was just out on the back porch
for a second.

- The convention's great.
- [Whirring]

Yeah.

I said... I said, it's great.

Actually, the competition's, uh...

[Robot] Sorry, miss.

The competition's a little more
advanced than I expected.

[Robot] I was giving myself an oil...

Some really neat things.

Oh, rand.

You've never been so far away
on Christmas Eve before.

I know it's Christmas Eve.

I'll do the best I can.

All right. Bye-bye. [Kisses]

All I could get for it was $36.
It was their wedding ring...

If there's anything I can do...
But it's completely out of my hands.

- Excuse me.
- I'll be absolutely delighted...

- [Gerald] Hello, Mrs. Harris.
- Hello, Gerald.

- I'm under such terrible pressure.
- Mr. Corben, don't you...

Why don't you just
speak to Mrs. Deagle about it?

- If you just speak to her about it.
- Speak to Mrs. Deagle?

- Maybe...
- See, I could...

[Rustling]

Mrs. Deagle!

Deposit this to my account.

Where's that psychotic canine of yours?

Still hiding under the counter?

Uh, no, I'm afraid he's on vacation.

You'd better keep him behind
locked doors, because if I catch him,

he's in for a slow death.

Here's Mr. Bird's heart.

[Bird twitters]

Small animals lose heat
faster than large ones.

So their blood must circulate
faster to keep their bodies warm.

Now, in small birds,

their hearts beat
about 600 times per minute.

Cats, 130.

Man, about 75,

and a big old elephant's heart,
only 25 a minute.

[Man 1] Hey, doc, you got a human heart?

[Man 2] Has he got a human heart?
Wait till you see this. Roll 10.

[Uhuds]

[Chatter continues on film]

[Rattling]

[Crashes]

[School bell rings]

[Children clamoring]

Okay, class.
Merry Christmas. Merry Christmas.

And, uh, if any of you wanna bring me
a Christmas present,

- uh, a cassette deck wouldn't be bad.
- Mr. Hanson?

I just want to find out something...

Of course, tickets to the super bowl
would be very nice. Or a Rolls-Royce...

Mr. Hanson, wait.
Let me just talk to you for a second.

- Mr. Hanson?
- Make it red.

Bye.

[Doctor on film]
This seat of love and compassion

weights only
about three-fourths of a pound.

Yet the work it turns out
is almost incredible.

How long would you say that it takes
your heart to pump a quart of blood?

Just standing around like this?

[Man 2] A quart,
a couple of minutes, I guess.

[Doctor] You're way off.

Normally, the heart with pump a quart
of blood in just about ten seconds.

In ten minutes,
it would fill the gas tank of your car.

And it ten hours,
it would fill a gas truck.

Billy...

It just hatched.

I'll be right there.

- [Creatures snarling]
- [Gizmo shuddering]

[Chatter continues on film]

Hey there.

You, uh, remember me?

- [Projector powers down]
- Roy.

Remember me, don't you?

I, uh, went and got you...

A candy bar.

I thought you might be hungry.

You hungry?

You should try one of these.

They, uh...

- [Rustling]
- [Projector starts up]

[Glass shatters]

[Clangs]

[Creature chatters]

Hey. Hey.

Hey there. Uh...

Come here. Don't, don't be afraid.
There's no reason to be afraid.

Where'd you go? Huh?

Where are you?
I know you're in there.

I know you're under there.

[Grunts]

Come on, now.

Hey. You're not still angry
about that little blood test, are you?

Come on out. Take a bite.
Let me see you. Hmm?

I just wanna, just wanna see you.

Here... here, you...

You try some of this, now.
I know you gotta be hungry.

[Creature] Yum-yum.

Hey.

There now. Don't you feel better?

[Screams]

[Projector whirring]

Mr. Hanson?

- [Creature screeches]
- Ow!

[Chomping]

[Growls]

[Vial crunching]

[Creature] Oh, yum.

[Clattering]

[Screeches]

[Grunting]

[Chattering]

[Whimpering]

[Chucang]

[Glass shatters]

[Gremlin] Gizmo!

[Gizmo screams]

[Uhuds]

[Gremlins chuckle]

- [Gizmo chittering]
- [Knocking]

[Telephone ringing]

Yes, Billy, are you okay? Where are you?

Mom, they hatched.
Get out of the house.

[Gremlin] Phone home.

Mom? Mom?

Billy, what...

[Christmas Carol playing]

[Music continues playing]

[Record player powers down]

- [Glass shatters]
- [Exclaims]

[Crunching]

[Snarls]

Yummy-yum.

[Burps]

Yum-yum-yum.

-[Lynn exclaims] {Shoufing]

- [{shafienng]
- [Exclaims]

Get out of my kitchen!

- [Grunting]
- [Screeching]

[93595]

[Snarls]

[Growling]

[Grunting]

[Grunting]

[Microwave dings]

[Gremlins chattering]

[Whirring]

[Electricity crackling]

[93595]

[Screaming]

Neat.

[Lynn grunting]

Aah.

[Gasping]

- Mom, are you all right?
- [Weakly] I think so.

[Screeching]

[Snorting]

[Billy] Mom, it's stripe.

- [Glass shatters]
- [Stripe chuckling]

[Doorbell rings]

- Should I get it?
- Yeah, go ahead and get it, honey.

Oh, I didn't mean that.

Hello, Dr. Molinaro.
Can we come in, please?

- My mom's had a bit of an accident.
- [Molinaro stammering]

[Lynn] Billy. Be careful.

[Molinaro] What happened?

[Gizmo chittering]

Giz?

Hey. Oh, sorry.

[Gizmo] Bright light. Bright light.

[Billy] Come here.

They almost got you, huh?
Climb in here.

[Gizmo chattering]

[Robot] The question
is totally without meaning.

Pardon me, sir. Stuff.

Thick and heavy.

Would 60 gallons be sufficient?

I rarely use it myself, sir.
It promotes rust.

Don't worry, giz, we'll find him.

[Alarm ringing]

[Gizmo screeching]

[Hisses]

[Grunts]

[Exclaims]

[Stripe chattering]

[Water bubbling]

[Stripe whines]

Gremlins, huh?

- Little monsters.
- [Billy] Right.

- Hundreds of them?
- Well, I'm not sure. Maybe thousands.

[Sheriff] Thousands. Uaughs]

Look, I know it sounds crazy.
I know it does.

But in a matter of hours,

this town's gonna be turned into
a major disaster area.

Now, you've got to warn people!

- You think this kid is drunk, Brent?
- No, but you are. [Chuckles]

I am not drunk!

Tell me something, Billy. Where do
these little gremlins come from, huh?

All right.

- My father gave me one as a present.
- Oh, Christ.

Does your father always give you
vicious little monsters for a present?

No. No, they don't start out
vicious at first.

Oh, of course, not.

They don't. They look like this.

[Gizmo chittering]

Could you dim
the lights in here, please?

Sure.

Go ahead, Brent. Dim the lights.

[Stripe chattering]

Gusto.

[Gremlins chattering]

[Laughter on TV]

'Tis the season to be jolly

apnea

right, Murray?

La la la

[laughter continues on TV]

Sheila, will you quit messing
with the TV?

- You have the thingy.
- Huh?

- Oh.
- [Laughs]

- Goddamn foreign TV.
- Oh, now...

I told you we should've got a zenith.

[Chattering]

[Static]

Foreigners.

[Static]

I can't get a damn thing on this.

Where are you going?

I'm gonna check the antenna.
Maybe the damn thing blew down.

Be careful, dear.

[Gremlins chattering]

[Clattering]

What the hell is that?

[Engine starting]

[Exclaims]

Aah!

[Gremlins chattering]

Run! Run, Sheila!

[Both screaming]

[Sheila] Make it go away!

[Laughing]

- It's them!
- Murray, you're crazy.

There's a real gremlin in my cab.

[Both screaming]

[Gremlin] Yum-yum.

[Spits]

Oh. Hello, Anderson.
Wanna mail something, do you?

Yeah. Just a
last-minute package, father.

Be my guest.

That's strange.

[Grunts]

[Car horns blaring]

- [Tires screeching]
- [Crashing]

- [Snickering]
- [Indistinct shouting]

[Chittering]

[Sheriff] Patriotic little fellow,
ain't he?

Waving the flag and everything.

Hey, there. Coochie-coochie...

Be careful, frank.
He might tear your arm off.

You want me to put the cuffs on him?
[Laughing]

[Sheriff] Billy, tell me something,
will you?

How come a cute guy like this

can turn into
a thousand ugly monsters, huh?

Well, you see, this is before
it enters the pupal stage.

The pupal stage.

Yeah, right.
Plus, it multiplies with water.

- [Brent] Oh, Christ.
- [Telephone ringing]

[Sheriff] Hey, get the kid some water,
will you?

[Billy] I wouldn't do that, sheriff.

[Sheriff] Sheriff's office.

Yeah, speaking.

What?

Oh, no.

Yeah, yeah, sure, sure,
we... we'll be right over.

[Brent] What happened?

The futtermans.

Something about a snowplow.
A freak accident.

- It's the creatures!
- Oh, the creatures.

The creatures are making it
look like an accident.

Sheriff.

Sheriff, will you listen to me?

You listen to me, kid.

Go on home, take little gizmo there,

sit by the fireplace
and open your Christmas presents, okay?

Atta boy.

- [Brent] Let me drive.
- [Sherift] No, you're drunk.

[Brent] You always get to drive.

[Sheriff] Because I'm the sheriff,
asshole.

[Telephone ringing]

[Snarling]

[Stripe] Deagle, deagle, deagle!

- [Cat yowls]
- Kopeck, you stop that, you bad kitty.

- [Indistinct chatter on TV]
- Kopeck's a bad kitty.

Ruble's a good little kitty.

We'll find you something to eat.
She's a good kitty.

Here we go. Here we go. Come on.

All right, you stop that.

You stop it.

Oh. Oh.

Mean kitty, you start eating
before everybody gets here.

Come on, dollar bill.

Yes, here we go, dollar bill.

Mommy'll fix you
something good to eat here.

Everybody here?

All right, let go of mommy's coat.

Here.

[Gremlins humming Christmas Carol]

Christmas carolers.

I hate Christmas carolers.

Screechy-voiced little glue-sniffers.

I warned you brats.

[Gremlins chattering]

[Screaming]

Oh, what are they? What are they?

- [Gremlins chittering]
- [Screams]

They're here!

Oh, they've come for me!
They've come!

[Gasping]

I'm not ready.

I'm not ready yet. I'm not ready.

- [Electricity crackles]
- [Screaming]

- [Glass shatters]
- [Screaming]

[Laughing]

My god, frye! That was Mrs. Deagle.

[Chattering]

[Chucang]

[Man screaming]

Get them off! Get them off! Help me!

Help me!

Jesus, frank. That's Dave meyers.
He does Santa every year.

Get 'em off of me!
Get 'em off of me!

Yeah.

What the hell is he doing now?

What's that stuff
he's got all over him?

Frank, I really think
we should go now, okay?

Start the car, 'cause I'd really like
to go back to the station now.

Frank, please.

Frank. Frank. Frank.

Frank!

[Siren wailing]

[Gremlin screams]

[Gremlin screams]

Jesus, frank.

What the hell are those things?

It's supposed to be Christmas.
What the hell's going on?

- Shut up, will you?
- Frank!

- Frank!
- The brakes! The brakes!

[Laughing]

[Gizmo chittering]

[Engine starts]

I don't believe it.

[Over radio]
You're on with rockin' Ricky! Go.

Hi, rockin' Ricky. My name's Pete.

There's these little green guys
with big teeth

running around town wrecking things.

[Ricky] Hey, kid.
This is Christmas, not Halloween.

Listen, gang.

Rockin' Ricky's getting fed up
with this Orson welles crap!

- So, cool. Will ya?
- [Glass shattering over radio]

What's that?
Kitty, what's that back there?

Some of rockin' Ricky fans?

- Hey! You're not a rockin' Ricky fan.
- [Gremlins chattering]

- [Ricky screaming]
- [Whimpering]

[Wind whistling]

Sir, I notice that you're a smoker.

I said, I notice that you're a smoker.
I see the cigarettes.

I noticed, here, this broken ashtray.

Well, it's very fortunate
that I happened to come by right now.

Let me introduce myself. My name's
Randall peltzer. I'm an inventor.

"Fantastic ideas for a fantastic world."
I make the illogical logical.

And I have something here that
I think you might be interested in.

Yes, sir, I do.

This is...

The peltzer smokeless ashtray.

I think this can solve
your problem here, sir.

- [Upbeat music playing]
- [Glass shattering]

[Screams]

[Humming]

[Laughing]

Please don't bite me.

Wait a minute.

Aah!

[Snarls]

[Giggling]

[Sneezes]

[Chattering]

[Gremlin grunts]

[Both chuckling]

[Smooth jazz music playing]

[Chattering]

[Humming]

[Upbeat music playing]

[Giggling]

[Siren wailing]

Aah! Okay.

Okay, okay.

[Sniffing]

[Squeals]

[Screeching]

[Screeches]

[Screaming]

[Screeches]

[Screaming]

[Exclaims]

[Kate screaming]

[Snarling]

[Screeches]

[Car horn toots]

[Kate screams]

- You all right?
- Yes.

Let's get out of here.

Aah!

What's that? Aah!

Don't worry. He's with me.
He's not one of them.

[Glass shattering]

What's wrong?
Why isn't the car starting?

All right. We're gonna have to
make a run for it, okay?

One, two, three!

[People shouting]

[Screaming]

They've been here, too.

Billy, what are these things?
Where do they come from?

They're gremlins, Kate.

Just like Mr. Futterman said.

[Gizmo grunts]

Now, I have another reason
to hate Christmas.

What are you talking about?

[Kate] The worst thing that ever
happened to me was on Christmas.

Oh, god. It was so horrible.

[Explosion in background]

It was Christmas Eve.

I was nine years old.

Me and mom were decorating the tree,

waiting for dad
to come home from work.

A couple hours went by.
Dad wasn't home.

So, mom called the office.
No answer.

Christmas day came and went,
and still nothing.

So, the police began a search.

Four or five days went by.

Neither one of us
could eat or sleep.

Everything was falling apart.

It was snowing outside.

The house was freezing, so
I went to try to light up the fire.

And that's when I noticed the smell.

The firemen came and
broke through the chimney top.

And me and mom were expecting
them to pull out a dead cat or a bird.

And instead, they pulled out my father.

[Exclaims]

He was dressed
in a Santa claus suit.

He'd been climbing down the chimney
on Christmas Eve,

his arms loaded with presents.

He was gonna surprise us.

He slipped and broke his neck.
He died instantly.

And that's how I found out
there was no Santa claus.

Don't worry about that smoke.
It'll stop. It's guaranteed.

[Coughing]

[Barney barking]

Barney, shut up.

Don't start with me.
I got a long way to go.

- [Man continues coughing]
- Shut up.

[Gizmo cooing]

[Kate] Where did they all go?

[Billy] It'll be light soon.

I bet they're all together
some place dark.

[Gizmo] Mogwai!

[Gizmo chattering]

[Billy] Shh, gizmo.

[Gremlin chattering]

[Whispers] They're inside.

All of them?

[Chattering]

[Gremlin] Milk duds.

[Whirring]

[Giggling]

- [Exclaiming]
- [Chuckling]

[Happy music playing]

[All giggling]

["Heigh ho" playing]

[Singing along]

[Chucang]

[Gizmo singing along]

What are they doing?

They're watching snow white.

And they love it.

[Gremlins singing]

Where's the boiler room?

It's in the back of the theater.
Come on.

[Gizmo singing]

Down there.

[Happy music playing]

Milk duds.

[Sniffing]

Yum.

[Groans]

[Sniffs]

Yum-yum.

[Gizmo sneezing]

[Grunts]

Cover your mouth.
Don't breathe any gas.

[Laughing]

[Gizmo] Uh-oh.

- [Kate] Billy.
- Go.

[Gremlins shrieking]

[Kate] Billy!

[Snickering]

Billy!

- Hurry up.
- Move, Katie! Watch out!

Come on!

[Explosion]

[Gremlins shrieking]

[Explosion]

[Exclaims]

Billy... in the department store.

[Billy] Oh, stripe.

[Stripe] Gizmo!

That's stripe. He's the leader.

If he gets to water,
it'll start all over again.

[Panting]

Take giz, go back and try
and find some kind of light switch.

[Kate] Careful, Billy.

[Snickering]

[Stripe] Billy!

[Snarling]

[Footsteps pattering]

[Glass shatters]

[Gizmo chatters]

[Man] Ward is
your snowplow headquarters.

[Indistinct chatter over pa]

[Recorded voice over pa]
Attention, Christmas shoppers.

Saturday morning at 8:30, we 'ii have
Santa claus for all the kiddies.

That's right. Santa claus...

[Snarls]

[Woman] Don't forget...
We have the Kingston falls...

Attention, Christmas shoppers.

[Chatter over pa continues]

[Panting]

[Clattering]

[Billy grunts]

[Gizmo] Light bright.

[Stripe] Bye-bye, Billy!

[Grunts]

[Man over radio]
Massive reports of the gremlins...

[Chainsaw whirring]

[Gizmo chattering]

[Regina]
It takes a certain kind of guy.

[Brannan] And that guy needs
a certain kind of dame.

[Chainsaw whirring]

[Grunts]

[Stripe snarling]

[Groans]

Glub glub.

Water!

Gun!

[On radio] Hey, gang! It's been
a rough night for rockin' Ricky,

- but he's still on the air!
- [Barney barking]

The marines are standing by
with fire hoses.

Barney! Barney!

We're gonna turn the hoses on them!

[Rumbling]

- [Tires screech]
- [Horn toots]

[Water flowing]

Billy.

[Gun firing]

[Tires screeching]

[Grunting]

- Move!
- [Car horn toots]

[Growling]

[Gizmo exclaims]

[Stripe] Gizmo!

Gizmo caca!

Light bright! Light bright!

Light bright!

[Stripe snarling]

[Barks]

[Groaning]

[Rand] What the hell is that?

[Gizmo chitters]

Come here, giz. You okay?

Dad, your scarf?

- [Screeches]
- [Gasps]

[Barney whines]

[News reader]
We switch now to a live report

from the scene
of the Christmas Eve riots.

- [News reporter] We're on?
- [Cameraman] We're on.

This is lew landers,
wdhb's action central news,

at the site of dorry's tavern,

or what used to be dorry's tavern,
in Kingston falls,

where officials are now blaming

mass hysteria for the escalating
series of unexplained

accidents, fires and explosions
that rocked this once-peaceful town

on Christmas Eve.

The bizarre demise
of Mrs. Ruby deagle,

widow of convicted stock-swindler
Donald deagle, seems to spell an end...

Don't chew that. Don't chew.

I bet he'd like some chicken soup.

[93595]

Oh, honey, this is the gentleman
who sold me the mogwai.

"Sold." an interesting choice of words.

[Gizmo] Papa!

Conflicting eyewitness reports
concerning "little green men."

You teach him to watch television?

[Speaks Chinese]

_i__ -[Grandfather] Oh, no.

There was, I believe, a box.

Oh. Here. It's here.

[Speaking Chinese]

[Gizmo chattering]

Dad...

[Grandfather continues
speaking Chinese]

Rand, your scarf.

I warned you.

With mogwai comes much responsibility.

But you didn't listen.

And you see what happens.

I didn't mean it.

You do with mogwai what your society

has done with all of nature's gifts.

You do not understand.

You are not ready.

- [Gizmo] Papa?
- Yes?

[Gizmo chattering]

He has something to say to you.

You mean you understand what
he says when he speaks to you?

To hear, one has only to listen.

Bye, Billy.

Perhaps, someday, you may be ready.

Until then, mogwai

will be waiting.

Excuse me, sir.

Before you go, I just wanted to tell you

that I am truly sorry
for what's happened.

And, uh, if you would accept it,
I'd like to

give you this small token.

This is the only one.
There's one other one.

But this is an invention of mine.

Smokeless ashtray.

How did you know that?

Man at gas station tried to sell me.

Latest word in technology.

Very generous of you.

I'm sure it will come in handy.

[Gizmo] Bye-bye.

[Barney whines]

[Gizmo chattering]

[Rand] Well, that's the story.

So, if your air conditioner
goes on the Fritz,

or your washing machine blows up,

- or your video recorder conks out...
- [Grandfather and gizmo chattering]

Before you call the repairman,

turn on the lights,
check all the closets and cupboards,

look under all the beds.

Because you never can tell.

There just might be
a gremlin in your house.

[Gremlins chuckling]