Invasion of the Saucer Men Page #4

- Have you kids been drinking ?

- No, sir.

That ain't turpentine I smell.

It's alcohol.

- You know, that's funny, I smell it too !

- Yeah, I smelled it before.

What's your name, son ?

Johnny Carter ...

I work down at Mullon's gas station.

I thought I'd seen you before.

But we didn't hurt any of your

animals. It was just a ...

- (mumbling)

- Okay ... Okay ... Mr. Larkin !

- ... messing around on my place.

- Okay, take it easy now !

And you tell your young friends

to keep off my property,

or they'll get their backside

loaded with rock shots.

Now, get !

Come on, get out of here !

I'll know where to find you

when I need you. Now get !

- What do we do now ?

- I'll have to go back and fix that flat.

It would have to happen

tonight of all nights !

Come on, honey.

- Well ?

- Hello, Sandy ?

This is Larkin. I want you to send

a couple of cops out here.

And get them smoochin'

kids off my property !

I gotta go out and

check my livestock.

Tell them to hurry up, Sandy.

I've never seen such

pestering young'uns in my life !

- What's that ?

- The wind, I guess.

Anybody home ?

(mumbling)

... messy young'uns, uh !

Anybody home ?

Will you get me Watkins-10536 ?

- Hello ?

- Art ? ... Joe.

- Listen, this time I got proof !

- What is it, Joe ?

Listen, I can't tell you what it is.

I swear I'm telling the truth, but ...

- I can't tell you what it is, see.

- Why ?

'Cause I don't know what it is !

It's stuck underneath the car.

Get in a cab and come here

right away, I need your help.

Well that's too bad,

I'm going back to sleep.

- But Art !

- But nothing. Goodbye.

Wait, don't hang up !

Will you do me one favor ?

Clean everything

out of the refrigerator.

- The refrigerator ?

- Yeah.

What I'm bringing is perishable.

We gotta keep it on ice.

- You got it, Art ?

- Everything out of the refrigerator.

Yeah, that's my boy, Art.

You won't regret this, I swear to you !

You believe me, don't you ?

... I'll be right home with it.

Yeah, eve-everything out.

Yeah, everything.

You got it ?

I got it, I got it !

You consarned hoodlums !

Refrigerator ...

Everything out ...

I need a stick to pry him loose.

What the heck am I doing ?

I'm as crazy as he is !

Listen !

Come on,

let's go see what it is.

It's one of those little things.

A live one !

What's making all the noise ?

He's banging away

at the fender of our car

with some kind

of a crazy hammer !

I bet he thinks the car

is responsible for killing his buddy.

What do you mean ?

Well, you know how the savages

blame a rain god for every storm.

Oh Johnny, let's get out of here !

- Honey ...

- Oh, how much further ?

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