Nightmare at Noon Page #5

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- I'll be there.

- He said not to shoot to kill!

- Great, next time I ask

permission, all right Reilly?

- Attention all citizens!

Our water supply has been contaminated,

with a toxic, possibly lethal substance.

All persons are advised to immediately--

- Freeze, police!

It's all right...

It's all right.

It's okay.

Stop right there!

Sorry...

I'm sorry...

- Reilly, that you?

- Yeah hold your fire!

- It looks like the OK

f***ing corral out there!

- Yeah except that I ain't Wyatt Earp!

And you sure as hell ain't Doc Holliday!

- I resent that Sheriff!

All right Alex, I'll take

famous fatalities for 400.

- Long distance every 5 minutes,

follow it up with a phone call.

Now if you get an outside

line, get in touch

with the nearest army base.

Just be calm, tell 'em

exactly what I told you.

They'll send somebody to help.

- Will do.

- Oh, keep yourself locked in here.

- Qkay.

- How you holdin' Suz?

- All right I guess!

- Now you remember everything?

Keep 'em strapped down

tight, plenty of padding,

don't be stingy with that tranquilizer.

- I'll, will do Sheriff!

Good luck!

- All right good luck

to you honey.

That's the last of 'em.

Now barricade yourself

inside with the others.

If anybody shows up that you

don't know, let 'em have it.

Go ahead.

- Must be some kind of a weird experiment.

One guy probably controlling a whole town

with toxic chemicals.

Warfare like that you don't need nukes.

Just a few men and a few major

population centers to activate it.

Jesus Christ a perfect plan.

- How do you cut off a town

from the rest of the world?

It's the United States of

America for Christ sakes.

- Well hell son we're

just a spot on the map.

We don't even get many visitors,

just us, coming and going.

- Reason enough to pick Canyonland.

- But why haven't we seen 'em?

- We will, they'll need to

check the results first hand,

we'll be waiting on 'em.

- We will indeed.

- Sorry...

God...

I love you...

So much.

- Some things man just can't do.

- She's my wife!

- Oh, maybe the effects wear off,

could be all right after all.

Come on.

- Damn!

- NOW?

' No!

We don't know how many are in the van,

and those suits may be bullet proof.

- Well there's only one way to find out.

- No no no no, there's

too much space out here,

we gotta, we gotta pen 'em

in, at the old drive-in.

- Some Sheriff's never change.

- I'll get the cattle started,

you just make sure you're

there at the end of the drive.

- Hold on, his show now, you lead the way.

- Julia see if you can find a switch,

we get some light on those bastards.

You two, when the lights

come on, don't miss!

- Hey hey!

I tell 'ya he's gone nuts!

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