Tremors 3: Back to Perfection Page #3

but it is so expensive.

Oh, I can get 10 percent off

if you order 200 pounds.

Yeah, I can't

even afford that.

- Hi, Jodi.

- Hey, Mindy.

- Can you give these toJack when he comes in?

- Sure. Throw 'em on the table.

Thanks.

Hey, Mindy, I thinkJack

was expecting you to sew those pants,

not just stick

tape on them.

Mom, tape is

a total statement.

People likeJack and I

understand that.

Oh, I was into

safety pins myself.

- Hey, Burt.

- Hey, Mindy.

I thought you were

off at school.

Mom didn't tell you?

I- I had to drop out.

We couldn't afford the tuition.

So, I'm back working

at the Arby's down in Bixby...

and trying to

survive my mother.

Well, I hope things

work out.

Thanks.

Beer's inside.

There you go.

Watch your step.

Gummer?

Is that you?

It is, isn't it?

God damn!

Real pleasure to meet you, sir.

Jack Sawyer.

Listen, I've started up

this little tour business.

You know, kind of

an homage to you guys.

I would be honored if you

would consider being a part of it.

You know, sign

a few autographs...

maybe a little

weapons demonstration.

Mom, take a picture

of me with the tremor.

Cute idea.

They're called graboids.

Hey, come on

over here, folks.

Look who I've got for you.

Come on down!

The legendary

Mr. Burt Gummer himself.

Mom, it's the gun guy.

Oh, it is.

Here, Milton.

Stand right here, up straight.

You don't mind, do you?

Straight, honey.

Nice and tall. Taller!

Say "graboids. "

- Graboids.

- Oh, great.

Thank you so much,

Mr. Goober.

Come on, honey.

You had that look on your face.

- What was that about?

- Don't start, Mom.

They're out of

their gourd right now.

I've been listening to my inner voice

and it's telling me,

you and I are destined

to work together.

- So, what do you think?

- I think if I had an inner voice,

it'd be telling me

to tell you to get lost.

Well, you know,

take your time.

You just think about it

and get back to me now.

He'll come around.

Buford! Get your head

out of your pants, boy.

- Just looking at the scenery.

- Droolin' on yourself. Go set up for the next group.

You don't have to

be so mean.

Boy, you're about as sharp

as a bowling ball.

Oh, yeah, tough guy.

Hi, Mindy.

That skull was ripped

wide open, boy.

Eyeballs poppin' out.

Oh, ugly!

Now as I said, you're in the heart

of graboid country.

Yeah, you're-you're

right in the heart of it.

Let me tell you

something, boys,

you're right in the

friggin' heart of it!

- Honey, did you see that?

- SweetJesus! Look!

Having a little engine trouble, folks.

Stay calm. Stay calm.

- Where is it?

- All right, just stick withJack, you'll make it back.

- Hold on to your hats.

- Help, help, graboid attack.

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