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to go out there for?
The ride.
Well, I'd like to
go along with you,
but I'm splitting for
Chicago tonight, remember?
Come on, Brian, will you?
Hey, baby, if I don't set up
that promotion in Chicago,
you jocks ain't gonna have too many
fans watching you play football.
Come on, you know darn well
you don't have to be there
for at least two days.
Well, all right.
If the truth were known,
I'm really not all that ecstatic
about going out there
with you, Morgan, you know.
Oh, Tom, come on.
Please hurry.
Tom, get it going.
Oh!
Oh, please stop.
Please.
Please, please stop!
Why didn't you stop?
What for?
The girl was pregnant.
So?
So she wanted something, Jack.
Maybe they were in trouble.
lt can wait.
We'll pick them up on the way back
You don't care about anybody
but yourself, do you?
Is that what you think of me?
I think you're
the most selfish man I know.
So why do you work for me?
Because jobs for
female bacteriologists
are just not that
easy to find, Jack.
So who told you to be one?
You're a bastard,
did you know that?
As a matter of fact, I do.
Oh, Tom,
I don't know what we're gonna do.
.Just stay calm
Don't worry about
a thing, sweetheart.
Who put this goddamn gate here?
Hey, what's that?
Oh, my God!
What do you suppose killed them?
Well, whatever it was, it did
a good job on the barn doors.
I'm really impressed, Jack
. How about you?
Well, I don't know. You can't
tell much when they're dead.
How do we know some clown
didn't make this thing
a handful of ostrich feathers?
Let's see if we can
find Ma and Pa Kettle.
I don't see anybody.
Mr. Skinner!
Hello!
Anybody around?
He said he'd be here.
Well, maybe he's out back, huh?
Yeah.
Oh, I'm sorry, miss.
I thought you was...
Well, I don't know what...
It was them coming in.
Mr. Skinner said they would.
What happened to your arm?
It was the big worms, miss,
crawling horrible things.
And then the rats came.
Rats?
In the barn, awful giant rats.
Well, we're looking for
Mr. Skinner.
What do you want him for?
Well, we were supposed
to meet him out here today.
Mr. Skinner didn't
come home last night.
Maybe he stayed
over in the city.
Well, that doesn't matter. You can
show us whatever you have out here.
away overnight. Never.
Are you trying to tell me I've
wasted my time coming out here?
Did you make a money deal with him?
No, not exactly.
Then, I'm afraid I can't
show you our secret.
It wouldn't be right.
Look, I didn't travel all the way
out here to this goddamn hole
to see some dead
chicken carcasses.
Now, do you have something
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