Critters Page #5

---

I can't!

It must be empty!

My pocket.

My shirt pocket!

Get them. Hurry.

- Well?

- The line's busy.

I don't get it.

Jay's never this late.

- Except when he pays for the beer.

- Yeah.

Jake, they are coming.

They are not only coming,

they are here.

See, I was out

on Route 22...

- and I looked up...

- Have another drink, Charlie.

I don't want

another drink, Jake.

I want Harv.

We're under attack.

I'm going to leave it

right here.

Just don't bother me

any more.

I saw the sign was shaking

and everything.

- Isn't that Johnny Steele?

- I don't know.

Whoa!

Joe, let's go.

Holy sh*t!

Wonder what team

he's on?

Hey, Jake, are we gonna get

a couple beers over here or what?

Keep your shirt on,

a**hole.

I got a problem here.

You believe these guys?

It ain't Halloween, is it?

If anything does happen to me,

you crooks won't live long.

What does he mean

we won't live long?

What can I get

for you fellas?

Reverend, what are

you doing here?

That's some outfit

you got on.

- We want the Crites.

- Oh really?

Who are they,

some new team?

The Crites.

Mister, I don't know

what you're talking about.

I think you all

better be leaving

before somebody

gets hurt.

You all have

a serious attitude problem.

Keep your shirt on,

a**hole.

This had better

be important.

Harv, you better get

down to the church,

- all hell is breaking loose.

- What?

The reverend says

a couple of guys started shooting...

Whoa, slow down.

...destroyed the organ,

you know how beautiful...

- Where's Jeff?

- I don't know.

I've been trying

to get him for hours.

Give me 10 minutes.

He looks pretty sick, Mom.

I'm okay, sport.

He's fine.

He doesn't look

fine to me.

Why don't you go

check the windows?

- I already did.

- Check them again!

It's okay, Mom.

I'm so sorry.

April?

Yeah?

You okay?

The flue's open!

Mom!

The shotgun!

Brad!

Brad, look out!

Hey, hey!

Hey, hey!

I've been looking

for you guys!

I just want to talk

to you.

- At first he was Jeff.

- Was it Jeff or wasn't it?

- He changed.

- Changed?

They were wearing

really funny clothes.

Like they was

from Los Angeles.

- Everybody calm down.

- Harv, all hell is breaking loose.

- Yeah, Sal. Over.

- There's been a disturbance

at the Bowlarama Lanes. Over.

What kind

of a disturbance? Over.

Well...

evidently some guys

shot up the bar.

You get a description?

Over.

Well...

it's kind of strange, Harv,

but Jake says

it was Reverend Miller

and Charlie

and some stranger.

Hold it, hold it,

hold it.

I'm not reading you

clear, Sal.

Repeat that. Over.

Reverend Miller,

Charlie McFadden

and some stranger

just shot up the bar

at the Bowlarama Lanes. Over.

Rate this script:0.0 / 0 votes