The Hills Have Eyes Page #4

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This is Mamma Bear Carter calling.

Do any of you bears

have your ears up?

Gosh, I can't seem to remember

how this works ...

It's mayday Mamma, not maypole ...

Mayday ...

Did you check the battery?

Here, let me. Mayday, mayday,

this is mobile unit 2345 Z 0.

We are stranded and in need of help.

Do you copy?

What in the hell was that?

It sounded like some sort of animal.

Yeah well, if animals 'round here

are smart enough to run radios,

we're up sh*t creek without a paddle.

You know you never used

language like that ...

before you moved to New York City.

Where's Bobby and the men, anyway?

Brenda!

Brenda!

Bobby!

Beast come back here, ...

Beast!

Bobby!

Brenda! You there?

Just a minute Lynne.

Bobby!

Bobby!

How does this damn thing work

anyway?

Bobby!

Bobby!

Where have you been?

Bobby your face, what happened?

Bobby?

Get your stupid neck out

of that belt you jackass.

I'd a left you hanging there

if you took a shot at me.

Not until you tell me what the hell

is going on.

You're trespassing. That's what.

Give me that!

You always try to stop trespassers

by hanging yourself?

I thought you were somebody else.

How's your family?

Well the car skidded off the road

and we broke an axle.

They're back at the trailer.

They're all ok.

Like hell! Give me that booze.

There's something

you should know about.

Yeah, well, what is it?

Come on Beast.

Are Daddy and Doug back yet?

Not yet. Didn't you find Beauty?

She must have run off.

Give me that!

Come here!

Bobby ...

- Good Lord. How are you? ...

Back in '29,

this place was spanking new.

Me and my wife Martha had ...

a baby so cuddly and so pretty

we couldn't believe.

And another kid on the way.

But when Martha had this one.

Something went wrong.

This thing she gave me... Something

happened... He was so big.

He came out sideways and almost tore

poor Martha apart.

He weighed 20 pounds and

was hairy as a monkey.

When he was 10 years old,

he was big as I was.

Accidents would happen all the time.

Dogs falling into wells.

I even found chickens with their

heads bitten off.

Then in August of '39, I was in town

getting supplies.

The whole damn house burned

to the ground.

My little baby girl was a cinder

when I found her.

But this monster kid wasn't even

singed. I knew he'd done it.

I hit him with a tyre iron and

I split his face wide open.

How bad was it?

I thought I'd killed him. I was afraid

they'd come and take me away.

So I took him out on that desert and

I left him there.

I figured if he wasn't dead,

he couldn't live more than two hours

out there in that heat.

Then it would all be over with.

And you think his ghost is still

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