Cowboys vs Dinosaurs

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Hey, you! Move those trucks now!

Come on, guys, lock it up.

Gentlemen, I know

we've been over this already,

and I know this isn't your first rodeo.

Just keep in mind what's at stake here,

possibly the largest deposit

of iridium we have ever seen.

Geological formation

is like nothing else on earth.

Well, you've gotta love Mother Nature.

She's full of surprises.

Keep your techs handy.

If anything spikes, do not

attempt to remove it yourself.

We will send in the extractors.

Do I make myself clear?

What's with the extra security?

It keeps everything honest.

We need more diggers, not babysitters.

All right, boys, you heard the lady.

All right, you apes,

let's rock and roll!

Warning! Blast preparation underway.

Please clear the area.

Warning! Blast preparation underway.

Please clear the area.

- How's it going, Bobby?

- A little jammed.

All right.

All right, hold on for a second.

Biggs!

- This is Quaid to Sinclair.

- Go ahead.

We got a drill stuck on the 3400 mark.

I don't care. Blow it if you have to.

We have a schedule.

All right, copy that.

I guess we're going to lose the drill.

We'll blow it anyway. Move out.

You got five minutes to clear it

before we go hot, Bobby.

Charges!

Yeah, that's good.

That's good right there.

All right, everybody clear out!

So what's with this stuff anyway?

I don't know.

All I know is it pays

real good to dig it up.

As rare as they come

and worth a fortune.

I hear it's radioactive.

Well, so are some of the women you date.

All right, here we go!

Fire in the hole!

Any traces?

Come on, Biggs, check it out.

Whole mess of it.

And it's hollow in there.

Hold on. You mole men are done.

Back up to surface.

We'll send down the extractors.

- Well, I just wanna peek.

- You heard me.

Yeah, I did, but I'm a little curious.

What the hell was that?

Hey, you just shot at my friend!

Go, go, go!

Run, run, run!

Get up! Come on, get up! Get up!

Ladies and gentlemen,

a round of applause for the cowboys,

and welcome to the 69th

Annual Livingston Rodeo.

Next up is the golden boy from Big Temple,

Montana, pro bull riding champion

Val Walker, the hometown hero.

You couldn't have bull riding

without championship bulls,

and Val is riding a beast

of an animal named Weatherby.

Here we go!

There's a hangup!

He's taken a terrible fall!

Val Walker is down, and he is hurt.

Somebody get a bucket

because you're gonna need to pick up

the pieces of that young man. Look at that.

I don't care if you're tougher

than owl meat.

That was a beating

of prehistoric proportions.

Ranch must be haunted or something

'cause I think I'm seeing a ghost.

Ain't no ghost.

Wanna give her a shot?

- Come on. Chuy don't buck.

- No, I'm fine. Thanks.

You got any work up at the ranch?

You know, I'd like to hire another hand,

but I just can't afford it.

- How about the Quartermains?

- Doubt it.

How long has it been

since you been on a horse?

Been a while.

Heard you were a boat captain

or something.

No, I was no captain.

You could start riding again.

There's still some pay money in that.

- No, thanks.

- Hey, look, don't be sore.

If you're gonna stay in town,

you can check for work up at the mines.

Mines? I ain't no miner.

Well, if you can't ride a horse,

you sure ain't no cowboy.

They had some sort of accident

up there the other day.

Wade and his boys are working up there.

How's the pay?

Don't know. I ain't no miner.

Hey, look, don't you want

to hear about Sky?

You know, she still

waiting tables in town.

- How is she?

- Sweet as ever.

This is awesome.

What are you waiting for?

I don't know. What if there's someone

that can see us?

No one is out here.

Everyone has already

seen you naked anyway.

- Yuck!

- Shut up.

Let 'em watch. That's what I say.

Besides, if we catch any Peeping Toms,

we can just tell the old sheriff, right?

Come on.

- Wait for me.

- Okay.

- I'm gonna miss this place.

- I know.

Did you find another spot?

It's right here. This little up current

in just the right place.

Gross!

You know you're gonna miss us, Sky.

What are you gonna do here without us?

Hang out and bone

the old sheriff all day?

Jonie, shut up already.

Who's over there?

- Pervert, come out!

- There's nobody.

Hey, ladies.

Oh, it's just Jim.

I thought it was a man spying on us.

Hey, Sky.

Hey, Jim.

All right, well, I gotta go, ladies.

What? Why?

No, actually I do have to go to work,

and I don't wanna be late, but call me after.

Wait, wait, I'll ride with you.

Bye, guys.

Don't creep on them like that.

What Sky's problem anyhow?

You got a problem.

Don't talk about her like that.

She just hates wild men like you.

- I'm gonna grab a beer. You want one?

- Heck, yeah.

I wasn't talking to you.

Hey, the Cowboy's back.

How you doing, buddy?

Can't complain.

Any work here?

There was an accident.

We think three are dead.

What happened?

It's real bad. Quaid came up.

Something's wrong with him.

He's on, ranting, raving about creatures

in the mine or something.

I take it that means

they ain't hiring today.

What are you doing back here?

Getting something to eat.

- I never thought I'd see him again.

- Especially after what happened.

Oh, my God.

Tina! Tina!

What the...

No!

You stop going on about monsters

and tell me what happened.

A bunch of men went down there,

and only you came out.

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