Blood Suckers from Outer Space Page #3
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- 1984
- 79 min
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and I know you won't be late.
- Goddamn it!
Sh*t!
- I had a blow out.
- Do you need a ride?
- Yeah, sure.
Where you headed?
- I'm not going anywhere.
- Does that mean you're
going nowhere?
- Is that where you're going?
unless I can take control
of my own life.
- Is there some place
you'd like me
to drop you off along the way?
- Hazeldale.
- ls that where you live?
- Yes but it's not my fault,
I promise.
Where you from?
- Dallas.
- What're you doing out here?
- Getting away.
I'm tired of watching my home turn
into another Houston.
It's depressing.
- Sounds to me like you're not
using enough drugs.
- I'm sure I've used enough to
last me a lifetime.
- There's a tank of nitrous in the
back if you'd like some.
- Thanks a lot.
Good sh*t.
- Just what do you want, sir?
- We're from the
United States Army.
We came to see Dr. Pace and
his research team.
- How do I
know you're from
- We're driving a black four door
Sedan with black tires
flying in the front.
Who else would do that?
Besides, we've got
official papers.
- So what?
Everybody's got official papers!
That don't prove nothing, sir!
- General Sanders of the United
States Army is in this car.
Now let us in.
- General who?
- General Sanders.
He's a very good general.
Now let us in.
- What's the password, sir?
- Does anybody know the password?
- Nobody told me anything
about a password.
Now listen to me, you
useless slug.
United States Army
and I command you to
open that gate.
- What makes you think
you can command me
to do anything, sir?
You think you're a big
deal just because
you've got on a silly uniform.
Big deal.
I've got on a uniform too,
so get lost, sir.
- How would you like to
have your brains
splattered all over this pavement?
- That's the password.
Carry on, sir.
- Hi, Norman.
is about to happen.
I've been having the
weirdest feelings lately,
about to happen
and when I get those
weird feelings,
something weird usually happens.
- Well let us know when it
happens, Norman.
- I'll tell you what.
This world's getting to be a
weird place to live in.
It didn't used to be this weird.
- What do you suppose happened?
- Too many weirdos,
that's the problem.
Weirdos get together and they
have weird babies
and they grow up to be weirdos.
It's an endless cycle.
- Have a good day, Norman.
- Weirdos.
- This place looks like a morgue.
Where is everybody?
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