Phantasm III: Lord Of The Dead Page #5

- It's the last place he'd look.

I don't know about this, Mike.

Our butts could be

hanging out in the wind here.

Man, I sure hope

you know what you're doing.

- This'll do.

- It's perfect.

- The mausoleum's empty.

- Nothing in the basement.

- It's clean.

- Hey, look at this.

- Cold.

- What was that, Mike?

Just a memory about the Tall Man.

- Yeah?

- Cold. He doesn't like it when it gets cold.

Why the hell didn't you ever tell me that?

- We could've done something.

- Sh*t.

What the hell are those?

Cryogenics.

All the mortuaries are into it now.

These guys figure they'll wake up in

a couple of hundred years with new bodies.

Some folks never know when to give it up.

Now, look who's talking.

We gotta get somebody up on the roof.

Right, I'll take the first shift.

You guys better barricade these doors.

Jody, teach me about him.

I need to know why.

What's he doing?

He's massing an army

to conquer dimensions, worids unknown.

The dwarf creatures

are the by-product of the process,

left with only a vestigial part

of the cerebral cortex.

They act on instinct and impulse.

He compacts the corpse,

amputates the mind

and encases it.

He then turns their bodies into drones

and their minds into killers.

- He's still laying in there.

- Let's save some for the boys.

There's a refrigerator next door.

Oh.

Rocky.

I thought you were asleep.

Oh, baby.

You are hot tonight.

Smells like something's burning.

It's just me, baby.

Just wanted a taste before I eat.

Whoa!

Aah!

Mike, leave. Now.

Down.

Much better.

Welcome home, boy.

You've found your way back

to where you started.

Your journey is now complete.

Damn, you ugly...

Let me go! Let me go!

Let me go!

You have lived in this flesh constraint

long enough.

Now it is time for you to come back.

To me.

Don't buy it, Mike. He's a liar and a killer.

Tim, listen to me,

there are thousands of them!

Tell Reggie...

I have plans for you.

Later.

Yo, b*tch! Hands off my boy.

He's mine.

They got the kid. Come on, let's go.

Aah!

Let go of me!

Let me release you from this imperfect

flesh that ties you to time and space.

All that is unknown

be known to you once more.

Let go of me.

Hey, catch this.

Huh?

If you can keep your head

when all about you are losing theirs...

Come on.

Hey, wait a minute. Where's Mike?

Your tall friend's here.

He's got him in the embalming room.

Let's go.

Hey, let go of him!

Yeah.

Where's Mike?

Check it out, guys!

Get down!

Yah!

Come on.

Oh, sh*t!

Right. Yeah.

Reggie!

Ugh.

It's cold.

Mike, wait up.

Mike!

Mike, wait.

Stay away from me.

Mike.

Jody. Jody, hey, wait.

What the hell's happening here?

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