Phantasm IV: Oblivion Page #2

You know, Reggie, I can count on.

Reggie's always been there for me.

But you...

You I can't trust.

My clothes, my money...

my car.

My name's Jennifer, by the way.

Thanks for pulling my ass out of the fire.

I'm Reggie.

All right, it's getting dark.

Hop in. I'll give you a lift to the next town.

You can't imagine

what I went through to get back here.

Let me guess. Seeing is easy.

Understanding takes a little more time.

Right?

I didn't abandon you, Mike. I was taken.

Well, this looks affordable.

You've gotta be kidding.

Jen...

I can call you Jen, right?

Look, Jen, I've been on the road

for uh... 16 hours straight.

One more minute and it could give.

Now, I've got a couple

of sleeping bags in the trunk

and we can just camp out here till dawn.

At least it'll get us in out of the weather, OK?

And then I'll take you to the next town.

OK, I'll take you to the next inhabited town.

All right.

This place reminds me

of a club I used to dance in.

Hey, wait a minute.

Look. We've got 24-hour room service.

And uh... look over here.

Our media centre boasts

Uh, how about this? Look.

You dial three

and you've got the health club and spa.

Hello?

Well, it's not exactly the honeymoon suite.

But then again this isn't a honeymoon.

Is it?

So you're telling me there's some Tall Man

clearing out entire towns

and he's got your friend.

Yup.

I've been tracking him for years.

He's one tough hombre too.

He's got these little dwarf critters...

and he uh... shrinks them down from...

What?

Yeah. Haven't you wondered why

you haven't seen anyone all day?

Can't you feel the stillness in the air?

The Tall Man's real.

And...

And...

And uh...

I think he wants nothing better than

to populate our worid with the undead.

No way.

In your dreams, Reggie.

If you only knew.

Nightmares aren't real, you know,

and neither is your Tall Man.

Give me one of your shirts, will you?

Mine's too rank to sleep in.

Yeah, sure.

I think I've got a spare here somewhere.

You know, you really shouldn't dismiss

The Tall Man as just some ghost story.

If you've seen some of the stuff I've seen,

you wouldn't be able to deny the evidence

that's right in front of your... face.

Thanks.

Believe what you want.

But I'm telling you I've seen him.

I've lost friends to him.

Lady, I may not be the sharpest knife

in the drawer but I can tell you this,

that old bastard's going down.

I don't give a damn what f***ing planet

or dimension he's from.

His balls are mine.

Reggie.

You sound so demented.

Yeah. I guess I do.

So, anyway...

I like you, Reg.

And that was a great story.

But I make it a policy

never to get personal with someone

who has more problems than I do.

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