Synopsis: A massive ball of furry creatures from another world eat their way through a small mid-western town followed by intergalactic bounty hunters opposed only by militant townspeople.
Genre: Comedy, Horror, Sci-Fi
Director(s): Stephen Herek
Production: Sony Pictures Home Entertainment
  3 nominations.
Rotten Tomatoes:
86 min

Radar Control,

this is Prison Transport 9961

requesting permission to land.


We've been expecting you,

PT 9961.

Please confirm payload.


Crite prisoners...

eight of them. Over.

There seems to be

a problem, PT 9961.

My advance notice cube

states there should be

Please explain. Over.

We did have 10

at one time,

but the Crites were

eating everything in sight.

We had to kill two of them

to make the food last longer. Over.

Roger, PT 9961.

You're cleared for landing

in docking bay B.

Send Crite prisoners

through detox and immunization.

Put them in the termination lock

as soon as you land.

Shock control will be

standing by. Over.

Roger, Radar Control.

This is Warden Zanti.

Get Shock Control over

to the termination lock.

The Crites are

up to something.

Explosion in termination lock.

Damage report.

Two dead

and three wounded, sir.

- Escapes?

- The Crites. All eight of them.

The Crites have stolen a ship!


Get the bounty hunters.

I have a job for you.

They've stolen

one of our fastest ships,

with enough fuel to cross

the galaxy 10 times over.

So fuel is

not their concern.

However, you must stop them

before they can feed.

You will receive

full payment, as usual,

only upon evidence

of their destruction.

Brad, April, breakfast!

Brad, I need

to get in there!

Come on, you little snot,

I'm in a hurry!

Mom, Brad won't let me

in the bathroom!


Yeah, hold on.

April, telephone!

Brad, you're

a real jerk!

Mom, Brad's hogging

the bathroom.

Two minutes.


Oh, hi.

Jay, breakfast!

Helen, was that

Charlie calling?

No, it was Steve.



Happy birthday!


What'd you get?

- No!

- Hey.

Steve who?

The new boy at school.

Whatever happened

to what's-his-name?

- Richard?

- I'm a terrible guesser.

Yeah, Richard.

I thought he was

the love of her life.

Try and keep up,

will ya?

You got to keep me informed.

Did you wash my bowling shirt?

Yes, it'll be ready

for the tournament. Go eat.

Brad, get Chewie

off the table.

I can't wait!

Have you seen

Charlie this morning, Brad?



So who is this Steve?

The dork from New York.

Shut up.

You're such a baby.

What happened

to Richard?

All Richard cared about

was hog farms.


My Dad farmed hogs.


Brad, what are you

sitting at the table

with a thermometer

in your mouth for?

I'm not feeling

very good.

I'll bet.

- You look okay.

- 106?

Did you tell Mom about your

big geometry test you have today?

Shut up.

Just shut up!

You have

a test today, Brad?

- You're a real shithead.

- Bradley!

Boy, I'm going

to wash your mouth out.

Maybe you'll do as well on this

as you did on your last one.

What last test?




Come on, April,

we're running late!

Get yourself ready

for school, boy.


You miss that bus

I'm going to skin you

and hang your bones

out to dry.

"Thank you for the lovely breakfast

you prepared, Mother."

Wonder what happened

to Charlie?

Morning, Harv.

Morning, Sal.

What's happening?

This here says

that John Travolta

used to be a waitress

in Fort Myers, Florida.

What's happening

here, Sal?

Big bowling tournament


And Charlie, he's sleeping

it off in the back.

Be nice, Harv.

He don't mean no harm.

They're coming!

They're coming, Harv.

Yeah. I'm getting them through

my fillings, just like last time.

Cut the crap, Charlie.



They're the same ones

that ruined my pitching career.

You ever consider slowing down

on the whiskey, Charlie?

It ain't the whiskey.


Sal, you remember, right?

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