Tremors II: Aftershocks Page #2

with me. Let us know

anything else you need.

And, uh...

Well, best of luck

to you, huh?

Vaya con Dios.

So this is the place.

I'll show you around.

You thirsty or anything?

Yeah, as a matter

of fact, I am.

Anyway, we've been

pretty nervous down here.

Glad you guys were willin'

to come all this way.

It sure is in the middle

of nowhere.

Well, of course.

Stuff like this only happens

in the middle of nowhere.

- Hey, Julio.

- Hey, Kate.

So?

It's all done.

They're all working.

Yes, yes! Guys, this is Julio.

He's been setting up

the seismographs. Earl, Grady.

Yes, I've seen you

in the magazines.

Actually, I'm not

the original guy.

You know, you musta made a lot

of money, huh? The royalties

on that video game alone! Ooh.

Julio, we should be able to get

an accurate count now, right?

Yes, yes. I have a friend

who invested in that company.

Hey.

Hi. Come on in.

So, uh, we were gonna

look over some maps?

Right. Um, coffee?

Yeah, black.

How were those

burritos, anyway?

Um, good. Good.

Yeah, sorry about that.

Pretty bad, I know.

But with Cook gone,

that's best we've got.

So, um... how many of you

are still workin' out here?

Only the three of us.

They had to shut the whole

operation down.

Six people got killed...

people I knew.

Hmm. Well, uh,

how come you stayed on?

Well...

You're not scared?

Sh*t, yeah, I'm scared.

But...

I'm also fascinated.

It's, uh...

With me, "fascinated"

usually wins.

Maps.

I'll get these cores out

of the way. Come on, baby.

So, uh,

have the graboids come

near the refinery yet?

No, they've left us alone.

They stay about 20 miles north.

That's where the workers

were killed.

Who named them

graboids, anyway?

A... friend of ours,

Walter Chang.

He named them,

then they ate him.

Hey, guys,

look what I made.

Just, you know,

drag it behind the truck.

Make, you know,

make more noise.

You see, uh,

graboids hunt by sound.

I'll probably just go hook that

to the back of the truck.

"Moonstros."

Ah, s.

Mr. Hoover, come here please.

I have the monitor working.

Okay.

We've set up radio seismographs

all over, so the monitor will

show you where the graboids are.

Cool.

You know, this is none of my

business, I guess, but you guys

are going out there alone?

You don't want to take with you

the whole army of Mexico?

Let me explain, Julio.

Graboids, they got no eyes.

They hunt by sound.

You make a noise;

They're gonna come after you.

If we get a bunch of people

runnin' around...

Graboids gonna spread out

all over the place. No,

we want 'em all to come to us.

So you guys are what?

You guys are the bait?

That's the plan.

Okay, so, uh...

That's us.

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