The Texas Chain Saw Massacre Page #2

- Hitchhiker.

- Should we pick him up?

- Yeah. He'll asphyxiate out there.

- What does he look like?

Son of a b*tch is gonna

smell like a slaughterhouse.

Oh, give the guy a break.

He can sit by Franklin.

- What do you want to do?

- He's weird-looking.

- Pick him up, man.

- No!

Well, I think we just picked up Dracula.

- Where you headed, man?

- South.

You work at that place?

Oh, no.

- How did you get stuck way out here?

- I was at the slaughterhouse.

- My uncle works for the slaughterhouse.

- My brother worked there.

My-my grandfather too.

My family's always been in meat.

A whole family of Draculas.

Hey, man, did you go

in that slaughter room?

Where they shoot the cattle

with that big air gun?

- Oh, that-that-that gun's no good.

- I was in there once with my uncle.

The old way with a sledge.

See, that was better.

They died better that way.

How come? I thought the gun was better.

Oh, no, no.

With the new way,

the people are put out of jobs.

You do that?

Look.

- I was the killer.

- Damn.

- Let me see them.

- They don't send the heads away.

- You took these, huh?

- Yeah.

Franklin.

See, they make head cheese.

They...

they take the head,

and they boil it,

except for the tongue,

and they scrape all the flesh

away from the bone.

They use everything.

They don't throw nothing way.

They use the jowls

and the muscles and the eyes

and ligaments and everything.

- Oh.

- Look at this.

The nose and the gums and all the flesh,

and they boil it down into a big jelly of fat.

Wow. I didn't know

that's what was in that stuff.

It's really good. You like it?

Oh, yeah, sure, I like it.

It's good.

It sounds horrible.

Could we talk about something else?

You'd like it

if you didn't know what was in it.

I wouldn't,

and I wish you'd stop talking about it.

Oh.

Come on, you're making everybody sick.

Oh, all right.

What are you doing?

Hey, man, put that knife up.

Oh!

Oh, come on.

Oh! What are you doing to yourself?

Oh, my God!

Why are you doing that?

Put that away.

I have this knife.

Put that away, too.

- It's a good knife.

- I'm sure it is, man.

Fold it up.

Hey, you took my picture.

Hey, you-you could take me to my house.

I live right off this road.

Well, I don't know, man.

We're in pretty much of a hurry.

- How close is it?

- It's real close.

Well, couldn't you just walk?

I mean, if it's so close.

Yeah, you could have dinner with us.

You like head cheese?

My brother makes it real good. You'll like it.

I think you better push on now.

Don't you, Jerry?

Yeah, I'm sorry.

It didn't turn out so good.

- It's a nice picture. You can pay me now.

- Huh?

Two dollars. It's a good picture.

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