Jeepers Creepers 2 Script - Dialogue Transcript

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Jeepers Creepers 2 Script




Get number three up now.



And don't come in to eat

before you do.



And check the other two!



Make sure they're wired up good!



I don't want 'em blowing over

again at the first big wind.



Lot of good they're doing.



Billy, you been messing

with the post-puncher?






I told you what would happen...



if you screw around

with this thing.



I said I didn't!



"l don't want 'em

blowin' down again."



Big wind, my ass.



You're the only big wind

out here.






You been messing with the damn

post-puncher again, huh?






Billy, you little asshole!



Why don't you rat yourself out

for a change?



-What did I do?

-You little butt sniff!



I ought to come out there

and kick your ass!



You wish!



Yeah, go on, Mac. Go bite him

in the ass for me, Mackie boy.



God, would you shut up?
















-I don't know.












Help! Help!



Where are you? Billy!









Let go! Help me, dad!




-Help! Help! Help!




-Help! Dad! Help me!






Stop it! Let go!













Bannon Bantams! Bannon Bantams!











Go Bantams! Yeah! Whoo! Yeah!



Tough as nails, hard as rocks!



We are Bannon's fighting cocks!



Fighting Bantams,

tough as nails!



Bow down now or kiss our tails!



Out for blood,

we're lean and mean!



Bannon County's death machine!



Bannon Bantams! Bannon Bantams!



Go Bantams!



Bannon Bantams, power and might!



Bannon Bantams,

fight, fight, fight!






Bannon Bantams, we're the word!



You don't mess

with a mighty bird!



Down the court

we'll clean your clock!



Better not mess

with the fighting cock!



Bannon Bantams, Bannon Bantams!



Go Bantams!



Bannon Bantams, wings of steel!



Bannon Bantams,

kill, kill, kill!



Who was that? Don't even ask!



Big bad Bantams kick your ass!



Bannon Bantams, Bannon Bantams!



Go Bantams!






Go Bantams!



We are the champs!

We are the champs!



Tough as nails, hard as rocks!

We are Bannon's fighting cocks!



How long can they keep this up?



Forever. They have a fight song

with the word "cock" in it.



Why aren't you sitting

with your honey?



Bannon County's death machine!



Someone should tell him he just

won the state championship.



I have a feeling

he didn't get to play enough.



Well, shouldn't you be

sitting with him?



After a game, he says

he needs to be with the guys.



You'd kill

his post-game bus high.



Basically. If they lose,

it's a totally different thing.



Can't pry him off me.






OK, everybody sit down.

Sit tight.



Son of a bitch!



What in the hell

would you call that?



I don't know,

but whatever it is...



it's sharp as a son of a bitch.



What in the hell

are we looking at?



Sharp enough to flatten a tire,

whatever it is.



You know how thick

that rubber is?



Have to be shot into it

like a bullet.



Jesus Christ! The damn thing

has got teeth in it!



They can't just whip the jack

out and pump this mother up?



The driver can't change a flat

on a bus.



-They need a mechanic.




So, do you see

any mechanics around here?



You sucked so bad today,




they're probably saying

you gotta change the flat.



...where she'll

give us the latest update...




-on a continuing story...



we call

"The Horror in Poho County."



Hey, Poho update!



Well, Peter,

the fire which gutted...



an old church south

of Pertwilla four days ago...



continues to offer up

a gruesome bounty.



County sheriffs

excavating the charred ruins...



say the body count is now up

well past three hundred.



County coroners

say the bodies were found...



stitched to each other...



covering the basement's

walls and ceiling.



One on-the-scene witness

called it...



"a human tapestry

of torture and sadism"...



and "a sight

he will never forget."




the details keep getting...



stranger and stranger

every day this week, it seems.



Any new information?



Some of the corpses

they have found...



had false teeth

made out of wood.



That means some of the bodies

they're finding down there...



are over two hundred years old.



But, Peter, it's

the condition of the cadavers...




the strangest fact of all.



The county coroner's office

reported yesterday...



that they have yet to find

any one complete body.



-Believe that, man?

-No, they're making it up.



...missing an external limb

or an internal organ.



What connection this has--



This is     out on east  .



We are down and disabled.

Home base, do you read me?



You get a good look

at the points on this thing?



It's either ivory

or some kind of bone.



Throw that damn thing away

before you need a tetanus shot.



This is Betty Gorman out on    .



We are down and disabled

out on east  .






Pop, it dropped something!






It was out in the corn, papa.



Here, look at it.



We are out on east  . We are

down and disabled. Come back.



-What about Kimball, man?

-Say again.



This is    . Anyone read me?



We are down and disabled

out on east  . Come back.



We gotta be in some kind of

sun spot or something.



There's no signal getting out.



It's going to be dark

in about an hour.



Well, we still got five tires

on the ground which means...



we can probably limp home

if we keep the going slow.



Say again, this is    .

Anyone read me?



All of you at the same time?



Lady cheerleaders!



That's not smoke I smell,

is it?






there's not a girl

in the world these days...



stupid enough

to kill themselves...



by sucking on cancer sticks,

am I right?



Back on the bus, ladies.



You saw me, right?



Run that fast break? Huh?

You see that?



-Yeah, I saw it.

-Anybody gonna read about it?



Why do you give ol' Dante

back there so much ink, huh?



I'm serious.



People are starting to think

that you're sweet on him.



Really? I heard that was you.



Hey, it's OK if you are, man.



I mean,

live and let love, right?



Why don't you piss

on somebody else's shoes, Jake?



Shouldn't you be

folding towels somewhere...



or sniffing jockstraps?



You think you can manage

the team, super genius?



Was I even talking to you,

jockstrap boy?



Hey, eat shit, Jake! God!



So this is all because, what,

I don't write enough about you?



You know what the story is

on your scars there, right?



No, tell me.



Got into a fight

when you snuck into a bar.






A gay bar, bro.



You do know what they call you,

don't you, lzzy?



That's my name.



"Or isn't he?"



Hey, let's not make this...



a social event out there,




Back on the bus, gentlemen.

We're moving!



Big K,

does that come in a man size?



That means you, too, Kimball!

Let's go!



Smooth move, Big K! Nice, man!



Tippi Hedren, man!




Stop clowning around...



and get your ass

back on the bus!



Off the top, gentlemen.



Assholes and elbows. Let's go.






You know,

you could talk about it.



It might help a little bit.



What did I play today,

twelve minutes?



Well, it was

a great twelve minutes.



Hanna's got it in for me--



him and his little

token white boy Barnes.



I don't know...



maybe I got the wrong skin color

to get equal play on this team.



I know you don't mean that.



Maybe they just wanted

to make sure...



everyone got a chance to play

in the championship.



Everyone's not the reason why

we made it to the championship.



Half the losers on this bus

had nothing to do with...



us making it to state--I did.



What the fuck

are you looking at?



Oh, Jesus Christ!



Aw, don'ttell me.



-We blew the other one.




Back down, everybody. Sit tight.



Shit. We better

break out the flares...



and get these kids off the bus.



Hey, hey, hey!



You want to sit in here

and hope somebody doesn't...



come along, plowing into us

doing ninety, huh?



All right, Duane...



you clear the bus,

I'll set the flares.



What is that, a flare gun?



You plan on being lost at sea

in this thing?



You making fun of my lockbox?



'Cause everything

in this thing...



has saved my sweet ass

at least once.



Oh, I don't believe it.



All right, bring your coats

and stay in a group.



This is Betty Borman,

out on    .



We're broke down on east  ...



middle of Kissel County.

Anyone read me?



Want me to help you push it

off the road before I go?



I don't think we can move it.

It's on a bare rim in the back.



If you'd let the highway patrol

know, we'd appreciate it.






Come on, guys.



Come on, let's go. Off the road.



Come on, guys.



Everyone on the shoulder.

Everyone stays in a group.



Over by the side of the fence.



Scott, come on!



Everyone stays back

and off the road! Now!



Stuck in the side

of the tire again.



Oh, God. Don't tell me...



that's a belly button

in the middle of that thing.



Minxie, stay off the road.



Everybody, off the road!



Get everyone back on the bus.



-You just said they shouldn't--

-I know what I just said...



but there's something going on

out here, and I don't like it.



I think if we just st--






What the f...



Where the hell's the coach?









Get everyone back inside

and close the doors.



OK, champions,

getting back on the Betty Boop.



Bucky, get on the two-way,

see if you can raise anyone.



-I'm talking to you, Scotty!

-What happened to the coach?



Get everyone back onboard

and close those doors.



Do it, Scotty.



All right, you heard him.



Assholes and elbows.

Everybody back on the bus.









Hurry up!

On the bus! Now, now, now!



I repeat, bus number    ...






We have an emergency situation

out here.



Does anybody read me?



This is bus number    .

We are broke down on east  .






What happened?



-What did you see?

-What did you see?



Come on!

Did you see something or not?



She flew away.



What the fuck

is that supposed to mean?



-What I just said!

-People don't fly away!



Sit down, Scott!



What the hell's going on

out there?



I said sit the fuck down

and shut up, god damn it! Now!



You, too, Jake. Everybody.



Go sit down, Scott.



-You got a problem with me?

-No. You got one with me?



-Do I what?

-You heard me.



We don't have time for bullshit,

Scotty. Go sit down!



Oh, God!



What the hell?






What the fuck?



Get the fucking doors!

Get the fucking doors!



Get the fucking doors!



What was it?



Scotty, what the fuck was it?



-Scotty, come on!

-Scotty, we just want to know.



I don't know what it was,

all right?



It had wings--



big fucking wings.



Central, this is unit   .



We did a drive-by

in the general area.



Also found no evidence

of forced entry. Over.



 - - 

we're   -  at Opper's Diner...



for a little coffee and pie.

Copy that, central?



This is central.

Copy that,  - - .



All units,

anybody else getting...



some weird stuff

out Kissel County way?



I just got two calls,

ten miles apart...



both reporting abductions.



All units,

be informed this should be...



strictly   -   information.



Someone burning a marijuana

field out there tonight?



'Cause these two stories

are way, way out.



Roger that,  - . Come back.



Jacky! Kissel County!



If you ask me,

this is Poho related.



Repeat--Poho related.



You all know

what I'm talking about.



This is Andy Buck.

Can anybody hear me?



Nobody's phone works.

Nobody's fucking phone works.



We are stuck

in a broken-down school bus...



out on east  

and we are in serious trouble.



Do you read me?



Fuck! Come on!

Is anybody even out there?



This is Andy Buck!



We're stuck in a broken-down

school bus out on east  !






We've got spears on this bus?






You want to wait around...



so you can poke at that thing

with sticks?



That thing

shows up here again...



I'd rather have a sharp stick

in my hand than nothing at all.



Hey, guys! Betty's flare gun.



Abunch offlaresforit,too!



Who says we wait around?

I'm serious.



Scotty, you're not talking

about getting off this bus.



You see that?



That means

that there's a farm...



down at the end of this road




and that's as far as

anybody'd have to get to.



With that thing out there?




with that thing out there?






That thing hasn't been

back here in almost an hour.



That doesn't mean it's not

still up there somewhere.



And that doesn't mean

that it is.



Hey, this isn't about

who can run the fastest, OK?



-Or being a pussy.

-What is your problem?



-You tell me, lzzy or isn't he?

-Check yourselves, both of you!



Do I make you nervous?



Thinking you're going

to come onto me...



and every other swinging dick

on this bus makes me nervous.



Yeah, it makes you

fucking stupid, too!



Scotty, stop it!



Stop it!



Scotty, come on.



You get that hand off of me...



or we're gonna have one more

missing person out here.



There's nothing about

any of us on this bus...



that's more important

than sticking together.



It's the only way

we're going to get through this.



You want to play

cock of the walk now, huh?



Now's not the time

for this shit, Scotty.



-Big K, sit.

-I'm serious.



You want to play

cock of the walk, bro?



Why do I think you want

to call me something else?



You want to call me

something else, Scotty?



'Cause I don't think you get...



I can see you thinking it

whether you say it or not.



Just stop it right now.

Both of you, stop it!



You guys all worked together

today to win a ball game.



Now that something

really serious happens...



you can't even be civil

to each other?



You tell him, not me.



Whatever your trip is,

we ain't got time for this shit.



We should all be

looking for ways...



we can defend ourselves

until help gets here.



We have got to move

this piece of shit!



On what, the rim?



Can you drive this thing or not?



We wouldn't get two feet, man!

What do you want me to do?



What the hell does it want?



What the fuck?

Is it looking at me?



Whatever it is,

it's a smell freak, man.



Get that light off him.



Hey, don't shoot

that thing in here, man!



He's right. It'll fill this

place up like a smokebomb.



Holy shit!



Did that just come off the door?



Bucky, get on those front doors

and get ready to open them.



What, you think

we're gonna run outside?



If he fucking comes inside.



Oh, shit!



Oh, my God!









Is she OK?



Minxie. Minxie.









He eats everything.



-He knows no mercy.

-No one is safe.



Every   rd spring,

for    days, it gets to eat.



Eat what?



Eat what?



Eat us.






Are you OK?



Look at me.



I thought you were gone, girl.

You passed out. Look at me.



Are you OK?



Your eyes went all the way

in the back of your head.



I think he's gone, man.

I'm willing to bet money on it.



You willing to bet

stepping off this bus?



Because that's the real bet.



How long's it been?



It's gone. It came,

it did its thing, it went away.



It went away,

but what the hell was it doing?



What do you think it was doing?



It was picking people out.






It can smell something

in people, in their fear--



something that helps it

pick people out.



Pick people out for what?



I don't understand how

you would know that, sweetie.



A dead boy told me.



I think

he was trying to warn me.



He was trying to warn

all of us...



that this thing has been around

for thousands of years...



and that nothing

has been able to kill it.



This is a dream you had?



Well, the boy was dead,

so, yes...



I am assuming

that it was a dream, Scotty.



You were waving pom-poms

at people this morning.



Now all of a sudden

you're a psychic hotline?



I don't know!



You want to explain it to me?

Because I can't.



The boy was trying to warn us...



that by morning it has

to go back into the earth.



Oh, come on.



Into the ground

for twenty-three more years.



And then what?

Lives happily ever after? Huh?



Why don't you clean out

your bong, all right?



Scotty, just listen to her.



It is coming back.



This is a dream she had, Rhonda.

Are you going to believe it?



And it doesn't matter

if we're hiding on this bus...



or if we're hiding

under our beds.



It'll find us--



the ones that it picked out.



Minx, take it easy, OK?



The boy told me that...



it can smell in our fear

who it wants...



and what from them...



it wants to eat.



Hello. Is anyone out there?



Hello. We have

a serious problem out here.



We need help right away.

Can anybody hear me?



Is anybody out there, please?



We have a--

This is Andy Buck.



We have a serious situation

out here.



Is anybody out there?



Does anybody hear me?






Hello? Hello? Can you hear me?



-    are you still there?

-I'm so fucking still here.



OK, OK. Just say again

what you just told me.



We're not playing games here,




Just say it, man.



We are trapped in a broken-down

school bus out on east  ...



and something

is going to kill us...



if we don't get help

out here right away.



Where on   east?



In Kissel County.

Are you the cops?



What's trying to kill you?

What are you talking about?



Just tell me,

are you the fucking cops?



Look, now listen to me.

I'm already on the  ...



but it's a big highway

and so is Kissel County.



Are there any landmarks

near you?



Are you close to anything?



Yeah, I'm close to peeing

in my fucking pants, man.



Can you just please tell me

that you're on the way?



I can't really judge

the strength of your signal...



but it doesn't sound close.



What does that mean, man?



It means it's going to take me

a while to get to you.



Look, we kind of have

a time-critical situation here.



Roger that.



And please tell me that

you're coming with backup...




if you're not the cops...



you got to promise me

that you'll call them...



and you'll tell them

that we're stuck out here.



I'll call them.

I'll call them right now...



but what you've got to do

is hang on.



Can you do that? Hang on.



Keep headed east.






Just get us out there.



Do it.






It's fucking happening, man!

It's fucking happening!



We're being fucking rescued!



Help me! Get this thing off me!



Help! Help! Get this thing off!



Help me! Get this thing off me!



Look out!



Half its fuckin' head's gone.






-You gotta be...

-Fucking kiddin' me.



Get that door open.

Now's our chance.



It's dead, right?



Don't know. Don't care.



It won't open!



Stop pushin' on 'em!

They open in!



Something got screwed up!



The door opens.



Maybe it only opens

from the outside.



It's an emergency exit, idiot.



Then you fuckin' open it, man!



Get that door open.



How can both fuckin' exits

not fuckin' work?



Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!



He jammed it.



We thought

it was trying to come in...



but this frickin' thing

was making sure...



we couldn't get out.



Break the fuckin' doors!



Holy shit, man.



Hey, we can

pry this thing open.



Give me a pole or a bar or

something metal--something big.



Yeah, yeah. That'll work.



Come on, D.

You need to get to this side.



Come on, everybody. Come on.



This thing's like

a fuckin' shower curtain, man.



It's crazy.



Oh, man,

show like you got a pair.



Man, fuck you.



Come on.



Everybody, let's go.



Shower curtain?



This thing's like

a fucking piece of toilet paper.



What's it doing, Minx?



What's it doing, Minx?



What's it doing up there?



It just tore its head off.



It's time to go.



What are you talking about,

man? Help is coming.



The   is big. Remember?



What if he's an hour away?



What's if he's going

in the wrong direction?



There are fucking cops

on the way, man.



And you want the rest of us...



to sit underneath

that big hole in the roof...



and hope that thing

doesn't come crashing in here?



What do you mean,

the rest of us?



I mean...



it's time to stop being polite.



There are two classes

of people on this bus now.



It had its pick

of twenty of us back there...



and it picked who?



Dante was one.



Another one was you, Jake.



Oh, god damn it, Scott.




And we all saw him

go for you, Bucky.



What the hell

is that supposed to mean, huh?



Two classes of people?



What, the "will be eaten"

and the "won't be eaten"?



Fuck you, Scotty.



Minxie says this thing...



gets anybody it picks out,

no matter what.



Don't put me in this.



She also said

that after tonight...



it goes away,

and for a long time, Scott.



You tell us, Minxie.



Are we safe if we can hide out

till morning...



or is this thing

gonna come after these guys...



with everything it's got

'cause it only has till morning?






We're screwed, right?






Scotty, you're not talkin'...



about throwing people

off this bus?



It's funny

you should say that, D...



'cause the only other one...



we know it picked out

for sure was you.



Whoa! Hold on a second!



We all saw the way

it sniffed you out back there.



You were the only one

it gave tongue action, man...



-and we all saw it.




I don't understand

what you're trying to do.



I'm trying to stay alive.



You're trying to split us up!



We have just dropped a notch

on the fucking food chain, man.



This is about

living or dying now, OK?



And if this bus

is the only thing...



keeping that fucker

away for us...



how safe are we, you guys...



with everybody it's hungry for

sittin' inside it?



I want to see hands.



I want to see hands...



'cause as shitty a deal

as it is...



I gotta say I'd like you, Bucky,

and Jake off this bus, man.



You listen to me,

you piece of shit!



He looked at you, too, bro.



I saw him, and you did, too.



He looked right at you

and smiled.



And when you made Jake

take the lights off it...



he could've looked at you twice

and licked his fucking lips...



but we don't know that.



So you keep

your little blacklist.



'Cause when he takes you out--

and I hope he does--



I'm gonna be the one

gettin' as far away...



from your sorry ass as I can.



"Time to go" is right.



-I'm gonna go find that farm.

-Then I'm going with you.



You know I'm coming.



You want to keep this bus?



Then you sit in it.



Right under that big hole.



See how long you last.



Look, I'm sorry, D.



You are so right about that.



Come on, guys.



Come on, help is on the way.



Why are we splitting up?



He said he was coming.



We're gonna leave,

and he's gonna pull up.



That bus is a deathtrap, Bucky.

Use your head.



You're really gonna

let them go alone?



What, do you want

to go with them?



We don't know who it picked out.



Jesus Christ,

it looked at everyone.



Scotty, let go of me.



-Let go of you?

-Let go of me!









tell me you're really

walking away from me.



You used me. You used all of us!



All you care about is yourself.






You want to know, Scotty,

what I found out today?



When people get really scared...



it's just like

when they get drunk.



The real person

comes to the surface.



We could've protected

D and Jake and all of us...



if we'd stuck together!



You know, like in a team.



Hey. Hey!






-Open the door!

-Open the door!



Open the door!



You little cocksucker!

I will fucking fry you!



You open these goddamn doors!

You open them right now!



Jonny, open the fucking doors,

man! Open the--



Open the--

This is my bus, too, man!






Run! He's right behind you, D!



Run! Run!



Get back! Get off! Break off!



Oh, God!




-Hold on, hold on!



Hold still!



Stop moving! Stop!



Come on, Scotty!



You're hurting him!

You're hurting him!



Get me--



-Hold still! Pull it out!

-Hold on!



Stop it! Keep back! Stop moving!



It's in there like it's welded!



Pull that out!

You're hurting him!



Stop it, Scotty!



-Hold still!

-Stop it, Scotty!



Izzy, hold him! Hold him!



Scotty, hold still!



Scotty, hold still!



Get it!



Please fuckin' hurry!



Oh, God!



Oh, shit! Please hurry!



Oh, God! Please hurry!



Oh, D, I'm sorry, man!

I'm so sorry!



Please fuckin' help!



Scotty! Scotty!



Scotty! Scotty!



Scotty! Scotty!



Damn it! Scotty! Scotty!



What is it, boy? What is it?






Go. Go!



Where did you come from?



From that bus?



How far up ahead?






Come on, answer me.



It doesn't matter.



There's no one on the bus,

and you can't kill it.



Jacky, get the dog inside.



Look, you can't stop it!



You get in the cabin

with Jack Jr.



You stay down till this is over.



This'll never be over!



It doesn't matter what you do.



It'll be back...



twenty-three years from now...



and twenty-three years

from then.



Get us to that bus.









What was that?









What are you doin' here?



What are you doin' here?



You let her in, huh, Jonny?



Have you seen anybody else?



What are you doing?



That thing is after you, Bucky.



Hey, there's no farm

out there, man.



I must--I must've run ten miles

all over this fuckin' valley.






come on, just please go away.



Don't make me

go back out there again, man.



It's fuckin' freaky

out there, man. Please.



Get around the bus!






Get us around this bus now!



Now! Get around the bus!



Jacky, get out!

Get out of there now!






You all right?



Jacky, answer me!



Jacky, answer me!



Are you OK?



I think so.



Jacky, get us away

from the bus!



Come on, let's go!

Get us away from the bus!



Come on, Jacky, go on!

Get us away!



Move it!













All you kids, get down!









You gotta get us

away from the bus now!



Come on!






Dad, get out of there.



The spool's jammed

in the cradle!



Dad, just get out!



The cradle's welded

to the truck's frame.



Get out, dad!



He'll rip my gun

right out of the truck!



Dad, just get the fuck

out of there!



Dad, dad...



are you OK?












You're not going

to believe this...



but I think

I found a way out of here.






Minxie said it doesn't matter.



It doesn't matter

what Minxie said.






The others might've gotten away.



We don't know that.



Kimball, too.



Hey, nobody gets to decide

we die.



No dream, nobody--

nobody gets to decide that!



That is bullshit!



I hope so.



Come on, I want to go show you

a big ugly bug.



That's the truck

that passed us this morning--



you remember,

with the big bug on top of it?



You think we can just

drive away in it?



No, but I think I know

how to hot-wire a truck.



That's how I got

in my bar fight.



I was trying to steal

somebody's truck.



A gay bar?



Jesus Christ.



Wherever he was going,

I don't think he made it.



Oh, my God.

The keys are in it.



Come on, man,

the keys are in it.



It's not birds.



-Come on.










Go! Go, go!



Go, go, go! Go, go!



Go, man, go!



I'm a sitting duck

back here, lzzy! Step on it!



I've got it floored!



Go! Come on, go!



-Go faster! Make it go faster!

-I can't!



Go, go!



Go, man! Go, go!



Izzy, go!



Go! Izzy!

Move this piece of shit!



Come on! Come on! Move it!



Izzy! Go, go!



Izzy, do something!






Get down!






Come on! Come on!






Izzy, fucking do something!



-Get out!




Come on! Come on! Come on!



-Get out!

-Are you fucking crazy?



Izzy! Izzy!



-Come on! Izzy!

-Stay down!



Stay down!



It isn't dead.



Its time ran out.



It looks dead to me.



You Taggart?



That's right.



Can we see it?



Can you read?



This something real?



Because I heard

it was a bunch of bullshit.



It's still five bucks.



Where'd it come from?



My dad killed it.



Yeah, but where'd it come from?



It's five bucks from you, too.



How'd he kill it?



Ask him.



Come on, man.



We ought to go get

our money back.



What the hell is it?



What do you think it is?



We don't touch it.



What's the story on this thing?



Whatever you've heard, probably.



You expect us to think

that that thing's real?



Don't really care.



How'd you kill it?



Stabbed it

right through the heart...



with a big homemade harpoon.






About twenty-three years ago.



You waiting for something?



About three more days...



give or take a day or two.




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