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[birds chirping]

[lightning cracks]

[creepy orchestral music]

♪ Goin' up to Nashville

♪ In this new cruiser

♪ Flyin' down the freeway

♪ All the way to you

[upbeat country music]

- [Gene] Hey, hey, alright.

That brings us right up to the hour

here in Pottsville, Idaho.

The one and only spud capital of the entire universe,

and this is sweet talkin' Gene talkin' sweet talk to ya.

So don't nobody go away now.

I mean it cause we gonna drop

about 60 seconds of important news on ya

before we get back to those good ole KITY country sounds.

At the top of the news tonight,

and this ain't gonna come as no surprise, the weather.

Well, it looks like all them ole dark and loud storm clouds

that's been giving us such fits

around here the last couple of days,

have finally started to subside.

However, the State Weather Bureau in Boise advises us

that the break in weather could be temporary,

and there's another storm front could be sneaking up

on us like a hungry hound dog on a T-bone steak.

If so, we can expect to have one wet Easter Sunday tomorrow.

So you folks get your fingers crossed

and your waterproof Easter eggs handy.

Not to worry cause KITY news is gonna break

into our regular programming to report

any further storm warnings from Boise.

Also in Boise, the weather bureau...

[jarring synthesizer music]

- [Narrator] In the distance,

the town of Pottsville, Idaho.

A small town.

Not much different from any other Main Street, USA.

Strange and unexplained events are occurring.

- [Gene] The hotline number to call is 829-H-E-L-P, HELP.

Hey, hey, still with me out there?

- [Narrator] Some people are missing.

Among them, a little child.

The ultimate terror has taken form,

and Pottsville, Idaho

will never be the same.

[door bangs off hinges]

[ominous orchestral music]

[gate clacks]

[Michael groans]

[metal creaking]

[car engine whirring]

[upbeat synth music on radio]

[monster clacking on roof]

[monster banging on roof]

[monster growling] [Micheal yelling]

[monster growling] [Michael grunting]

[monster shrieking] [Michael groaning]

[monster growling] [Michael groaning]

[Michael screaming] [monster snarling]

[car bashing through crates]

[horn blaring]

[lightning cracks]

- [Mort] Where are you taking him?

- [Man] City impound lot.

- [Mort] Okay.

Who's car?

- [Dudley] Hello, sir.

No driver, no registration.

Damn thing's totally stripped.

[sighs] What a mess.

- [Mort] Hell, looks like one of Decker's junkyard cars.

- Yeah, well they definitely lost control.

- Did you run a routine check on the ID number?

- I couldn't find it.

Now you're welcome to look for yourself.

- [Police Dispatcher] Mort, we've got a confirmation.

No driver, no registration, no license.

Checking hospital for further information

on possible injury accident.

Recommend check out ID number on vehicle.

Repeat, check ID number on vehicle.

- [Mort] 10-4.

I'm on route to city impound.

- [Police Dispatcher] 10-4 unit two, missing person.

APB mudslides on Route 16.

Creek bank overflow causing extensive damage.

Two people reported missing in Pottsville vicinity.

- [Mort] Where the hell's the ID number?

Damn, it's gonna be a long night.

- [Man] Detective Lutz?

- [Mort] Yeah.

- We seem to have a problem with they way

some of these accident reports have been filled out.

- What happened, Dudley screw up

the license plate numbers again?

- [Man] Yeah, you got it.

- [Mort] Shit, I'll take care of it.

Be back in a minute.

[crickets chirping]

[ominous orchestral music]

[train whistle blowing]

[train whistle blaring]

[train chugging along track]

[thunder rumbling]

[crickets chirp]

- What the hell is this guy leaving

his flashlight in the middle of the road for?

Probably taking a leak somewhere.

Where's the ID number?

Boy, this car's seen a lotta action.

What a bunch of pigs.

[ominous orchestral music]

[upbeat rock music]

[car horn blares]

- [Woman] Bobby, c'mon let's go.

Hurry.

[laughs] Bobby.

Not here, c'mon.

[car clunks] What was that?

- Ah, it's nothing. - Bobby.

[wheels screech]

♪ Drivin' me baby

♪ But you just wanna burn me out ♪

[police siren blares]

[thunder rumbling]

- [Dudley] C'mon, pepper belly.

You know how many tacos you're gonna have to sell

to pay for this daggone cleaning bill

and your $200 dollar fine?

It's gonna take you a while.

- [Mort] I don't believe you, Dudley.

One of the worst storms in 20 years

and you bring in some poor Mexican

for fishing without a license.

- [Dudley] Park it there, Jose.

[man speaks in foreign language]

Yeah, well, sit on a chair, Jose.

- [Newscaster] For non-commissioned funds

to Glendale was unintentional and has now been paid if full.

We have in our studios,

Dr. Garson Jones, leading chemist

and advisor to the state of Idaho

on regional environmental safety.

Dr. Jones, isn't the dumping

of radioactive waste into the aquifer

contaminating out drinking water?

- Well, I'm a chemist and I've been testing water

for the county for over ten years,

and exactly what do you mean by contamination?

Are you referring to ah, emissions

of over five millirads per cubic centimeter?

And can you specify what form

of radiation you're referring to?

You see there are many, many types of radiation.

It's a very confusing subject to the layman.

- Did you lose your handcuff keys again?

- [Dudley] They're in here somewhere.

- Who's your friend over here?

- [Dudley] A guy in for possession.

- Possession?

How heavy?

- [Dudley] These.

And no fishing license.

I'm gonna book him.

- Not trout, again.

Christ, Dudley.

- Fourth bust today.

[fish thud against head]

[Mort and man laugh]

Wipe that smirk off your face, pepper belly.

- [Mort] Hey, lighten up.

- Matter of fact, I have some water

from the aquifer right here.

I'm gonna pour it into a glass.

There's no more radiation in this water

than what accumulate naturally.

As you see, I have no hesitation drinking this water.

There's as much radiation from a TV set or a radio.

- [Mort] Uh, what a phony.

- As a matter of fact I have a Geiger counter right here.

Put this over my watch.

[Geiger counter buzzing]

Over the water from the aquifer.

As you can see, more radiation emanates

from this wrist watch

than from the water.

Therefore, one must conclude that dumping

nuclear waste into the aquifer

does not

and will not

affect the water.

- [Mort] Pretty soon we'll all be glowing in the dark.

- [Bobby] Two please.

- Six bucks.

Hey, aren't you the kid that tried to sneak

your buddies in in the trunk last week?

- Who, me?

- Yeah, you.

I've gotta look in the back, pal.

Keys?

C'mon.

Keys.

- [Man From Movie] This ring has very special powers.

[woman moans]

- [Attendant] Open up, you.

[trunk hood slams shut]

- [Bobby] Where the hell is that guy?

[keys jingle]

Huh.

Jerk.

[tires screech]

[atmospheric orchestral music]

[monster growling]

[window shatters]

[woman from movie screaming] [window shatters]

[woman from movie screaming]

[monster growling] [woman from movie screaming]

[woman from movie screaming] [monster snarling]

[woman from movie screaming] [monster growling]

[woman moans]

- [Woman From Movie] Help. [screams]

[group screams]

[woman from movie screams] [monster growls]

- [Bobby] Oh, baby.

[woman from movie screams]

Oh, my.

Oh, baby.

[Bobby groaning] [woman moaning]

[monster snarls]

- [Woman From Movie] [screams] Oh, my God, help. [screams]

[group screaming]

What the?

[monster growling] [woman screaming]

- [Man From Movie] At last,

I live.

- [Woman From Movie] We haven't heard

from Paul in over three hours.

I'm getting worried.

[monster growling]

- [Man From Movie] Your worrying isn't going

to accomplish anything. - Whoa, what's that?

What's happening? - Hey, this place will do

anything to make a buck.

Movie don't scare ya so they send this joker out.

I'll tell him to fuck off.

[monster growling]

Fuck off.

[monster roaring] [man screaming]

- Todd?

[slow country music]

- [Cook] Here up, Jenny.

- Hi, Honey.

- Hi, Jenny. - You still working?

- Yeah. - It's Saturday night.

[customers chattering]

[thunder rumbling]

[ominous orchestral music]

- Something's freaky around here.

Wish I could put my finger on it.

[Moe snores]

Get the hell outta there.

Christ.

It's you, Moe.

You know, you're gonna get yourself killed

getting drunk and crashing in the back of people's cars.

Don't worry.

I'll take ya home.

Boy.

Huh.

It's Mort checkin' in.

Over. - Mort, signal 3-11.

Trouble at the drive-in.

Some kids are tearing up the place.

Get over there, they're waitin' for you.

[tires screech]

- [Man] We were just sitting there watching

the movie, right?

And then I, I see this, this head come by.

- Oh, yeah. - And it, it, it

it popped up. - Cool.

- [Man] And then I, I wen, I went back

and I was, I was watching the film.

That's all. - Ah-Huh.

You say your friend was pulled outta the car

by some guy in a monster suit?

How about this abandoned car you have over here?

- Ah, it was just left here.

Keys are in it, never happened before.

- Alright, if your friend hasn't showed up by morning,

why don't you come down to the station

and fill out a report, okay?

- [Drive-In Manager] Thanks, Mort, I gotta close up now.

- [Mort] Alright, I'm gonna check out this other car here.

- [Drive-In Manager] Okay.

[crickets chirp]

- [Mort] Goddammit, what?

What in the hell is this stuff?

Jesus Christ.

[thunder rumbling]

[lightning cracks]

[owl hoots]

[ominous synthesizer music]

My, God.

[monster roars]

[monster roars]

[dramatic synthesizer music]

Shit.

[train whistle blowing]

[signal lights ringing]

[train whistle blowing]

[dramatic synthesizer music]

[train whistle blows]

[train chugging along tracks]

[signal lights ringing]

[Mort sighs]

[tractor creaking and clanking]

- Are you alright?

- [Mort] Yeah.

Yeah.

[country ballad music]

♪ How could you stop

♪ When pieces on the runway

♪ I love you

♪ Stop

- [Gene] Hey-A, hey, that brings us right up

to rooster crowing time here in KITI country.

It's 6 a.m. in the morning.

We just received reports of three more people missing

due to the storm bringing the total to five.

There's some good news.

Looks like we got us one beautiful Easter Sunday, folks.

This is the break in the weather we've all been waiting for.

And this old boy's gonna call it a night.

Good morning to you and God bless.

[church bell rings] - Happy Easter.

[gathering chatters]

[children chattering]

- Alright, children, children be quiet.

Be quiet please, I'm begging. [chuckles]

Now children, the Easter Bunny has hidden Easter eggs

for you to find all over the garden.

[children cheering]

Good, good, but, but now you must remember,

whoever

finds the big egg with the bunny on it,

wins the special prize.

- What special prize? - Okay?

You'll find out, darling.

Okay everybody, ready now.

Start

hunting.

[children chattering and cheering]

- [Child] I got blue.

- [Child] I got yellow.

- [Child] I got the green.

[children chattering]

[church organ music]

[children laughing]

[egg thuds against ground]

[church choir music]

[foot taps against egg]

[eggs rustles over ground]

[ominous synthesizer music]

[monster gurgles]

[monster gurgles]

[children screaming and chattering]

[monster growls]

[children cheering and laughing]

[children laughing]

- What are you doing in there?

Look everybody.

Suzie found the prize winning egg.

- [Child] Oh, shit.

- Did you see the Easter Bunny, sweetheart?

- [Child] Yeah, she can't ride a bike.

[church choir music]

- [Mort] Mayor, look, it has nothing to do with the storm.

I know I haven't got any solid evidence,

but I do know what I saw.

- [Gordon] I think you're jumping to conclusions.

- [Mort] Whatever chased me wasn't my imagination.

It's out there and it's up to us to find it.

- [Gordon] The last thing I want is a panic.

- [Mort] Come off it.

I was attacked.

Mayor, you know you're the only one

who could authorize an investigation.

- I'm shipping a 120,000 tons a day

of the finest spuds in the country,

and no wild jawing's gonna spoil it for me.

You're always making trouble, Lutz.

Last week you complained about the pickets,

this week it's--

- [Mort] Mayor, I've kept my mouth shut every time.

- [Garson] Morning.

- [Gordon] Mort, this is Garson Jones.

- Gordon, good to see you.

- [Gordon] This is detective Mortimer Lutz.

- The mayor here tells me you ran into some trouble?

That's a hell of a note.

What do you think was after you?

- [Mort] I don't know, it chased me.

I didn't get a good look.

- I'd like to run some tests of my own as soon as possible.

I brought my equipment with me.

- [Gordon] Dr. Jones is an expert in this field.

He's the state official who elected Pottsville

for the most sophisticated dump site in the country.

Now I don't want word one of this leaking out.

I've got too much at stake so deny all rumors.

Work with Garson.

Now Garson, you've had special training

in dealing with the press, use it.

I want this thing figured out and stopped without a panic.

- Will do.

- Appreciate it.

Mort, you get outta here and get yourself some rest

before you start that investigation.

I've got enough problems around here as it is.

- [Mort] What could be more important than this?

- The Sweeper Committee for stamping out smut.

My wife happens to be the chairman.

[marching band music]

- Happy Easter, Mortimer.

Isn't this terrific?

Everyone's helping out.

We're gonna sweep the smut right out of this town.

- Mrs. Lane, I don't know if you know this,

but this building is empty.

- Yes, it is but we're pretty sure

they're putting in one of those filthy massage parlors.

Ethel and George who own the shoe repair shop next door

saw them putting in one of those massage tables,

so what would you think?

- How do you know what a massage table looks like?

Aren't you being a little stupid?

- Oh, Mortimer, are you in favor

of filth coming into Pottsville?

- It's not a question of whether I'm for it or against it.

What's scaring the shit outta me is what's going on.

Has your husband told you what we found?

- This is a kind of contamination

we really have to worry about.

It's everybody's responsibility

to keep pornography out of this state.

Satan must be stopped at every opportunity.

I've gotta say it gives me pleasure

to see someone who really cares.

[marching band music]

[hooves cluck on pavement]

[patrons chattering and laughing]

- [Laurie] Are you sure you're okay?

- Yeah, I'm alright.

How late do you work tonight?

- I have a long shift, um.

There only two of us here today.

- What time do you finish?

- 7:30, why?

- Don't leave here alone tonight.

I'll walk over here at 7:30 and pick you up, okay?

I'm concerned about your safety.

- My safety?

- [Man] Hey, Laurie, pick up.

- I'll explain it later.

I'll be here at 7:30 to pick you up.

I want you to wait.

You promise?

♪ Oh the rain wets the sidewalks ♪

♪ Never end the time

♪ When coffee with a friend

♪ Was still a dime

[ominous synthesizer music]

[crickets chirping]

[police sire blaring]

[dog barking]

- [Boy] Go on.

- Don't.

- There she is.

- [Boy] Shh.

Oh my,

God.

- [Boy] Shh, shit.

[crickets chirping]

[dog barking]

- [Boy] Go on or are you going to chicken out on us?

- No way.

[thunder rumbling]

[mud thuds against door]

- [Boys] Witch, witch, you've been bitched.

Smells like something from a ditch.

Witch, witch, you've been bitched.

Smells like something from a ditch

Witch, witch, you've been ditched.

[ominous synthesizer music]

[rocking chair creaks]

[toys clack]

[lamp cracks on floor]

[monster growls] - Wait.

Baby, stay home.

I'll take care of you.

Michael,

come back.

[sighs] Mike.

[frogs croaking]

[ominous synthesizer music]

[monster roars]

[man thuds against ground]

- You crazy, taco bender.

What the hell are you running from, man?

What are you doing, man?

What's it that freaked you out, boy?

[thunder rumbling]

- [Dudley] This is highway one

and don't require further assistance.

- [Police Dispatcher] 10-4 unit three.

We'll cancel additional units to that inquiry.

- [Mort] What you got?

- [Dudley] Speeding, I'm going home.

- [Mort] If anything happens, you let me know.

Anything.

- [Dudley] Will do.

- [Police Dispatcher] Pottsville to unit four,

what's your 20?

- [Officer] Unit four to Pottsville.

- Lane Road and Lincoln Road. - Open up.

- [Officer] Everything seems to be quiet.

- [Dudley] Need that license and registration right now.

Plain to see this is a 35 miles zone.

I clocked you at 48 for four blocks.

- I had no idea.

- [sighs] I really outta write you a ticket.

We can fix that quicker than God makes poor folks.

You know, 48 is awful fast to be driving

around these country roads.

You really oughta think about

maybe holding it down a little bit.

Mm, Ah. - Ah. [laughs]

- So just get on outta here now and take care of yourself.

Try to keep it 35.

- Okay.

[branches snap]

[ominous synthesizer music]

[bushes rustling]

[dog barking]

[thunder rumbling]

- [Officer] Unit two, 10-4, all clear.

- [Officer] Unit three, 10-4, all clear.

- [John] Unit five, 10-4, all clear.

This is unit five.

Anyone get the score on tonight's game, over?

- [Police Dispatcher] No, John.

[monster snarls]

[Dudley groans]

[Dudley screams]

- [Police Dispatcher] Pottsville PD to unit two.

[monster growls] Why don't you call it

a night, it's quieted down.

- [Officer] Roger, PD, goodnight.

- [Gene] There's growing concern over

all the storm related disappearances.

And now my good ole buddy, Officer Dudley Ford

hasn't been seen since early this morning,

but the mayor assures us

that a full investigation is under way.

And Dudley, I'm playing your favorite song.

You give a listen and get your tail

on home back to your mama, you hear me?

[birds chirping]

- Joe, what's your reading on argininosuccinate?

- [Joe] 96 rads.

- Well, I'll be darned.

That's a little high.

- [Patricia] Dr. Jones, could you tell me

why the mayor asked you to come out here?

- Well, he didn't, he didn't ask me.

I'm, I'm here on a routine assignment.

- Would that routine assignment

have anything to do with the discovery last night

of a substance which was tested this morning,

and measured at more than 900 millirads of radiation?

- Well, I really can't comment on that.

- I understand that the only place

such high levels could accumulate

would be at the nuclear disposal dump outside of Pottsville.

A facility which you have endorsed as perfectly safe.

- Well yes, that site is safe.

As a matter of fact, I think a lot more harm

is done by irresponsible reporting

than all the dumpsites across this country.

Frankly, I'm sick and tired of ah,

untrue and exaggerated stories

for the sake of sensationalism.

I can assure you that that site is perfectly safe.

There's absolutely no danger there.

As a matter of fact, I'm planning on camping

out there tonight to, to run some routine tests.

You're welcome to come out there if you'd like to, see me.

- Well, I think we just might take you up on that.

- [Garson] Joe, there's some, ah,

some more stuff to be picked up.

[crickets chirping]

- [Virginia] Gordon, what are you doing in bed?

Evelyn will be here in half an hour.

- Who's coming?

- I told you last week about the Easter recital

we're having tonight.

How could you forget?

You always forget the things that mean the most to me.

- I'm just not in the mood for your boring friends.

- Well besides my boring friends,

your exciting family is coming.

So you had better get ready because you're the host,

and I refuse to let you make a fool of me again.

- I'm at the IP&E Nuclear Disposal Dump

outside of Pottsville,

and with me is Dr. Garson Jones,

Ada County's Chemical Safety Engineer.

Dr. Jones, what is it exactly that you're doing out here?

- Well as you know part of the extensive safety program

maintained by IP&E involves careful monitoring

of all areas where, where radioactive material is placed.

- [Patricia] Well, I see that,

but it appears to me that you're actually camping out here.

- Yes, well, since this facility is perfectly safe

I, ah, I find it much more convenient to, ah,

remain here during the, ah, the course

of the testing activity.

- [Patricia] Thank you, Dr. Jones.

- [Garson] Thank you.

- [Patricia] This is Patricia Sanders

at the nuclear disposal dump.

Ron, how's the weather picture?

- [Ron] The low is moving our way from Winnemucca

and should be clearing by tomorrow morning.

[ominous electronic music]

[plane engine whirs]

[monster banging on door]

[monster banging on door]

[plane door clacks off hinges]

[Mort screams]

- Where's the, where's the control?

[wind howls]

The steering wheel, grab it.

Pull it back, Mort, pull it back.

Pull it back.

Damn, do it right.

[Garson screams]

Let go.

[Garson screams]

[monster growls]

Help us.

[Garson screams]

- It's all in your mind, Mort.

It's all in your mind.

[telephone ringing]

- [Mort] Hello?

- It's Carson.

Get over here to the disposal dump right away.

I've got something to show ya.

- [Mort] Yeah, okay, I'll be right over.

Damn, Laurie.

[gun thuds on chair]

[ominous orchestral music]

[sewer lid clanks]

[dramatic orchestral music]

- [yelps] God, Mort, are you crazy?

You almost scared me to death.

- Are you alright?

Why the hell didn't you wait for me?

- Well, I waited til 11:45.

I, I thought you forgot me.

- I didn't forget, I got hung up.

Where's your car at

- It's around the corner.

Got scared waiting for you out there.

- [Mort] I got here as fast as I could.

[Laurie chuckles]

The keys?

[monster snarls] Look out.

[car door bangs shut]

[dramatic orchestral music]

Which key is it? - I don't know,

the one with the tape.

- [Mort] C'mon.

- [Laurie] There's a backdoor.

[ominous orchestral music]

[door creaks]

[monster growls]

Oh, Mort.

[door whacks against hand]

[screen door creaks]

- Laurie?

Laurie?

[cans clacking]

[knife blade clinks]

[pots and pans clacking]

[ominous orchestral music]

[ominous orchestral music]

Laurie?

[Mort groaning] [pots and pans clank]

[monster gurgling]

Laurie.

Oh, my God.

[freezer door thuds shut] - I've got it.

- I'll go call the mayor.

- [Laurie] What is this thing?

[light switch clicks]

[monster gurgles and squeals]

- [Gordon] Lutz?

Lutz?

- Where are the reinforcements?

- I came alone and I'm not about to enfor...

Who are you?

- You didn't call?

- Now where is this thing?

- It's in the freezer.

- Move.

What kind of a nutcase are you?

- It was in there.

[telephone rings]

- I'll get it.

- I don't get it.

You call and ask for everything but the National Guard.

- It's for you Mayor Lane, it's your wife.

What happened?

- I don't know, it's not there.

- That can't be.

This is the only way out.

- [Virginia] Gordon, why do you

let those worms boss you around?

You know I'm not feeling well,

and just as Dorothy Otterson

was about to start her music recital,

I get a message from Lupeta that you

have gone off to that disgusting diner.

I had to apologize all over the place for you.

It was humiliating.

You leave and we got guests over.

- It's alright, Virginia.

I'll, I'll, I'll be right home.

- [Virginia] Oh, well step on it.

- But if this thing is actually killing people,

then why is the mayor trying to keep it quiet?

- Potatoes.

- Potatoes?

- Around here that means big money.

- Lutz.

Get out here.

Now listen, one more screw up like this and you're fired.

My time is too important to be wasted.

I'm going home and I don't wanna be disturbed

unless you have something more substantial than a puddle.

- It couldn't have escaped.

Laurie,

we've just gotta get some answers.

Let's go.

Garson called me.

We gotta meet him at the dump.

Oh, my God, it's out here.

- [Arnold] We've been coming down

here every night now for two weeks.

- Yeah, it's necessary.

Pottsville's our town and nobody here wants this.

A massage parlor?

- [Arnold] And just imagine what they'll be massaging.

[Willis laughs]

Yeah, well it's,

you know, it seems to me

we should just eliminate the problem.

- [Willis] What are you talking about, Arnold?

- [Arnold] I'll tell you what I'm talking about.

I think we should burn the place down.

[ominous orchestral music]

[garage door clanks open]

- [John] Hey, it even smells like smut in here.

- [Arnold] The first thing we have to do now

is to find something that will burn.

Willis?

Willis, come, get in here, c'mon.

Watch the door.

[door clanks shut]

[ominous orchestral music]

You look for something in there.

I'll look in here.

I knew it.

John

John?

Nevermind, John.

Oh, boy.

[monster roars]

[John yelps]

- Arn?

We're gonna get arrested.

[Willis screams]

[garage door clanks shut] - Willis?

Willis?

Willis?

John?

John?

Willis?

Cowards.

Looks like we got stuck with a couple of chickens, Lord.

[garage door clanks shut]

[Arnold screams] [window smashes]

[monster snarls]

- Michael?

Michael?

Where are you?

[thunder rumbling]

Michael, where are you?

[wind howls]

Michael, come back right now.

- [Gene] My, my, it's a quiet evening

here in potato country.

So quiet you can hear a mosquito

singing the National Anthem.

But hey, hey, hey Sweet Gene's gonna

perk things up a little bit.

Y'all grab your honey and get your money

and start stompin' to the sounds of Miss Dolly Harris.

- Ladies and gentlemen, please, we're ready to start now.

Would you please find a seat.

Just put your drinks down anywhere, that's, that's fine.

There are two right up here.

Good. - Excuse me.

- Ladies and gentlemen, it gives me great pleasure

to present to you Miss Dorothy Otterson.

[gathering applauds]

♪ Beautiful

♪ Dreamer

♪ Awake unto me

- Ooh.

[monster growls]

Oh, God.

[car bashes through garage door]

[wheels screeching]

♪ You

♪ Beautiful

♪ Dreamer

♪ Awake

♪ Unto me

♪ Beautiful

♪ Dreamer

♪ Awake

♪ Unto-Ooh-Ooh-Ooh-Ooh

♪ Ooh-Ooh-Ooh-Ooh-Ooh-Ooh

♪ Ooh-Ooh-Ooh-Ooh-Ooh-Ooh-Ooh-Ooh-Ooh-Ooh-Ooh ♪

♪ Me [Virginia screams]

[wind howls]

- [Garson] Where the hell you been?

- Where the hell have I been?

You son of a bitch.

What the hell are you covering up?

- Look, it might be coming back here.

- What makes you so sure, Jones?

- Let me show you something.

C'mon.

[ominous orchestral music]

I've discovered a network of tunnels

that all lead right here.

Whatever it is, it really gets around.

I think it's only been here a couple of days.

- [Laurie] Ah.

- [Garson] Take a look at this.

- [Mort] Dudley.

You still think it's coming back here?

- Well, those tests I ran today,

I've discovered its cell structure is light sensitive.

It breaks down completely in the light.

I think it sleeps here during the day.

- [Laurie] It went crazy when I turned on

the light in the freezer.

And turned crazy. [metal clanking]

[metal clanking]

[metal clanking]

[wind howls]

[dramatic orchestral music]

[monster roars]

[Laurie screams]

- They're gonna kill us now. [Garson screams]

[Laurie screams] - Help, get it off me.

Get if off me.

[Laurie screams]

Get if off me, help.

[Ax thuds against monster] [Laurie yelps]

[Garson screams]

- Mort.

Help Mort.

[Garson screams]

[shotgun firing]

[Garson groans]

- [Mort] Laurie, let's go.

C'mon, Jones.

C'mon.

Let's go.

C'mon on, go.

[Garson sighing]

- Are you alright, Garson?

- Yeah, I think I'll be okay.

[Garson grunts] [Laurie screams]

- It's got ahold of him, help.

Oh, help.

[dramatic synthesizer music] [Laurie yelps]

[monster plops on Mort] [Mort yells]

[monster growls]

- When are we leaving?

What should I do?

- I want you to stay here.

- Well that's too bad cause I'm going with you.

- It's too dangerous.

[Laurie sighs]

C'mon.

- Mort, I wanna go with you.

I really care about what happens to you.

- [Mort] Listen, it's too dangerous.

[atmospheric orchestral music]

- [Laurie] Mort, no.

- I'm sorry, Laurie. - No.

- [Mort] You can't go with us.

Let go.

C'mon, let go.

[cell door clanks shut]

Look, we just don't know what's out there,

and I don't want you to get hurt.

You'll be safe here.

- Let me out of here.

Mort, let me out of here.

Dammit, Mort.

You bastard, let me out.

- Mort said to let you outta here in five minutes.

He also said to tell you he took the car keys with him.

[upbeat country music]

- Who's that old lady?

- [Officer] Oh, that's just Marge Smith.

She's been kinda cooking on another planet

since her little kid disappeared out at the disposal site.

- But it's not safe out there.

- [Officer] I wouldn't worry about her.

She can take care of herself.

- But. [sighs]

Marge?

- What do you want?

Have you seen him?

- It's late.

It's time to go home.

- I can't.

I've, I've gotta keep on looking.

- For what?

[Marge groans]

Marge?

- [Marge] Thanks so much for walking me home.

It's been so long since anyone took the trouble to

see that I was safely home.

- Don't go in there.

Marge,

what is that?

Oh that's just some of Michael's.

- [Laurie] Michael? Who is Michael?

Marge?

[clock ticking]

- My baby.

[ominous synthesizer music]

My Michael.

I knew it.

- [Mort] So you think radiation could have caused this?

- Well, the only explanation I have

is it's some sort of genetic freak.

A mutation in his chromosomes must

have been severely damaged at conception.

Continual exposure to high radiation levels

has created something completely unfamiliar to us.

- But why is it so intelligent?

- It's conceivable it can use

a higher percentage of its brain,

and at the same time be completely psychotic.

[sighs] This could be disastrous.

There are 52,000 dumps just like this one

right across The United States.

- Your plan better work.

- Yeah.

- [Mort] Jesus Christ, grab the gun.

[dramatic synthesizer music]

[shotgun fires] [glass shatters]

What the hell do we do?

- Hell, I don't know.

Try and shake it off the car.

[tires screech]

[dramatic orchestral music]

- [Mort] Jump, jump.

Oh.

[shotgun fires]

[truck explodes in thunderous blast]

You alright?

- [Garson] Yeah.

[fire crackling]

[truck explodes in thunderous boom]

[glass shatters]

[papers rustle]

- [Mort] No phone.

- [Garson] Ah.

[cat wails] - Ah.

Oh, ho, ho, God. [laughs]

A cat.

[Garson and Mort laughing]

[cat whimpers]

[ominous orchestral music]

- [Mort] There's a phone.

I'm gonna call the station.

- [Garson] Right.

[machines clacking and whirring]

[ominous orchestral music]

[cat meows]

[Garson chuckles]

- [Mort] It's dead.

No luck.

- [Garson] Me neither.

[cat whimpering] [cans clanking]

- [Mort] Let's get the hell outta here.

- Wait, we can't leave the cat in here.

- [Mort] Alright.

[Garson whistles]

- [Garson] Here, kitty.

Here, kitty.

- [Mort] I'll check over here.

- [Garson] kitty?

Here, kitty.

Ah, c'mon, c'mon kitty.

[Garson whistles]

C'mon, kitty, c'mon.

C'mon, kitty. [whistles]

Here, kitty, c'mon.

C'mon.

[ominous orchestral music]

Here, kitty.

C'mon, c'mon.

- [Mort] Jesus.

[monster roars]

[dramatic synthesizer music]

Garson?

Garson? [monster snarls]

[Garson screams]

Garson?

[monster growls] [Garson screams]

Garson.

[tables and boxes clack]

[Garson screams]

[boxes thud and clack] [Mort yells]

[Mort grunts]

[Mort yells]

[Mort screams]

[Mort whimpers]

Oh,

God.

Uh.

Oh.

Oh. [Mort gags]

[Mort graons]

I gotta stop.

Someone.

[ax clanks against bar] [metal bar clinks on floor]

[door slams shut]

[Mort grunts]

[shelves clank on floor]

I'll get you.

You son of a bitch.

[screams] You're going down.

You son, c'mon.

There's no way out.

C'mon.

Where are ya?

[monster roars]

[monster snarls]

[ax thuds against flesh]

[Mort yells]

[monster snarls]

[Mort screams] [fist thuds against flesh]

[pipes clink against Mort]

[monster snarls]

[claw rips flesh] [Mort screams]

[pipe thuds against flesh]

[dramatic orchestral music]

[Mort groans]

Oh.

[dramatic synthesizer music]

[Mort groans]

Oh, God.

[Mort grunts]

[Mort moans]

[dramatic orchestral music]

[monster hisses]

[Mort screams]

[monster snarling]

[arm thuds against stomach] [monster snarling]

[arm thuds against stomach]

[Mort bangs against lockers]

[monster snarling]

Oh. [gas mask bangs locker]

[monster snarls]

[lockers clack on floor]

[Mort whimpers]

[monster roaring]

[cyanide tanks hissing]

[monster snarling]

[monster growling]

[shelves bang against floor]

[conveyor lift whirs]

[monster snarling]

[dramatic orchestral music]

[button clicks]

[monster snarling]

[monster snarling]

[Mort groaning]

[Mort thuds against bags]

[Mort groans]

[monster growling]

[Mort yells]

[Mort screams] [claws rip through flesh]

[Mort screams]

[hand thuds against face]

[bottle smashes against floor]

[Mort gasps]

[Mort grunts and gasps]

[monster snarling]

[Mort whimpers]

[dramatic orchestral music]

[bottle smashes against monster]

[monster wailing]

[bottle smashes against monster]

[monster wailing]

[ax thudding against flesh] [monster wails]

[ax thudding against flesh] [monster wails]

[dramatic synthesizer music]

[monster explodes in thunderous boom]

[dramatic orchestral music]

[glass shatters]

- [Gene] Hey, hey, hey, alright.

The weather service reports

that another storm is on its way.

If you can believe that one.

It's gonna reach Southern Idaho by late tomorrow.

There's at least one bit of good news, though.

State Investigator Carson Jones

has assured our Mayor Gordon Lane,

that his investigation at the IPE Disposal Site is complete,

and he's found no basis whatsoever

for concern over the IPE Facility.

In Mr. Garson's own words, "the average kitchen

"is more dangerous than the IPE Facility."

Well, he must have been at my home for dinner.

Hey, hey, hey, what do you say?

Let's get back to those good ole' KITI country sounds.

[atmospheric orchestral music]

[dramatic orchestral music]

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