The Return of the Living Dead Page #3

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I don't guess

we'd better tell Burt about this.

- It makes us look stupid or something.

- I can still smell that stuff.

It must be in my nose

or all over everything.

I'd better spray some deodorant

around here.

What was that?

Sounds like a dog.

A dog?

Wait a second. Listen. You hear that?

What the hell's going on here?

What's wrong with him?

Sh*t!

- What are we gonna do?

- We're gonna kill it!

What are you doing? Stop!

Jesus!

- Are we f***ed? What's happening?

- The cadaver.

- What's it doing in there?

- I don't know. It sounds sore.

- What are we going to do?

- Lock it in.

Hurry! Jesus Christ!

We gotta think.

Come on, son, get in there!

Jesus Christ!

- Are we going crazy?

- No, it's that crap from the tanks.

The goddamn chemicals,

it's all over everything.

- Stupid a**hole!

- Watch your tongue if you like this job.

- Like this job?

- Think!

- We got to tell the cops.

- No, you don't want to call them.

You know what they'd do to the company?

- Who cares about the company?

- Our reputation!

- F*** your reputation.

- Think!

What about the number on the tank?

- It said, "Call in case of an emergency."

- No, that's the army.

You don't want the goddamn

army around this place. Think!

- What are we gonna do?

- What are we gonna do?

We're gonna call the boss.

Burt? Frank.

We have a little problem.

Do you ever fantasize...

about being killed?

Never.

Do you ever wonder about

all the different ways of dying...

you know, violently...

and wonder what

would be the most horrible way to die?

I try not to think about dying too much.

For me...

the worst way...

would be for a bunch of old men...

to get around me...

and start biting...

and eating me alive.

I see.

First...

they would tear off my clothes.

Let's get some light over here.

Trash is taking off her clothes again.

Throw it, baby.

Are you high on anything?

You opened it? You stupid moron.

What's the matter with you?

Haven't I always told you never

even to go near those goddamn tanks?

- What are we gonna do?

- Tell you what I'm gonna do.

I'm gonna be sued by the company,

investigated by the government.

I might become famous,

might lose my business.

I might even go to jail, goddamn it.

That's what I'm gonna do.

On the other hand, we destroy all the

evidence and we keep our mouths shut.

That's it! Let's do that.

That's what we got to do.

One question.

This guy screaming in here,

you're sure he's a dead cadaver?

- Why don't you open the door and find out?

- I'm sorry. I'll take your word for that.

If it is a reanimated body,

we'll have to kill it.

- How do you kill something that's dead?

- How do I know?

- I don't know, let me think.

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