Synopsis: A small town gradually becomes aware of a strange creature which picks off people one by one. But what is this creature, and where is it? At the same time, a seismologist is working in the area, she detects _tremors_. The creature lives underground, and can 'pop up' without warning. Trapped in their town, the town-folk have no escape.
Genre: Comedy, Horror
Director(s): Ron Underwood
Production: MCA/Universal Pictures
  5 nominations.
Rotten Tomatoes:
96 min

Good morning,

Mr. Basset.

This is your

wake-up call.

Please move your ass.


Stampede, Earl!

Get out of the way!

Get out of the way!

You dumb sh*t.

I was in

a stampede once.

Three hundred head

going hell-bent

for the horizon.

Now, exactly

how many cows

are required for

a stampede, Earl?

l mean, is it like

three or more?

ls there

a minimum speed?

l wish a stampede

up your ass.

No breakfast?

l did it yesterday.

lt was bologna and beans.

No. lt was eggs.

l did eggs, over easy.

The hell you did.

Bologna and beans.

lt's your turn.

Well, l guess

when l'm your age,

l'll forget

what l eat, too.

Oh, God damn it!

l ask you, is this a job

for intelligent men?

Show me one.

l'll ask him.

l mean, if we were

real serious about money,

we'd quit being

hired hands. . .

Handymen, Earl.

We are handymen.

Yeah, yeah.

We should quit

this job and

find ourselves

some real employment.

Are you gonna

give up all this

personal freedom?

l don't know.


So, what's on

the agenda for today?

lt's garbage day.

Oh, man ! Already?

Hey, what's Nestor

paying us?

50 bucks.

And that's 47 bucks

more than we got.

Burt and Heather's place

is closer.

Let's do their linoleum today

and do the garbage tomorrow.

Nestor's not home tomorrow.

Now, look, we don't

dig today, we don't

get paid today.

Now, damn it, Valentine,

you never plan ahead.

You never take

the long view.

l mean, here it is Monday,

and l'm already

thinking of Wednesday.

lt is Monday, right?


who the hell's that?

That's not what's-his-name,

the grad student?

No. He graduated.

Must be the new one.

The new one?

That's supposed

to be a girl.

You will have long,

blonde hair,

big, green eyes,

world-class breasts,

ass that won't quit

and legs that go

all the way up!

Hi ! l'm Rhonda.

Rhonda LeBeck.

l'm up here

for the semester.

Yeah, geography.


Yeah, well,

actually seismology.


And you two must

be Val and Earl.

l've heard all about you.

We deny everything.

Hey, listen,

l've got a question for you.

Do you know if anybody's

doing any drilling

or blasting

or anything like that?

Around here?

No, ma'am.

Well, l'm supposed to monitor

the seismographs.

You know,

they measure vibrations.


in the ground.


Well, l've been getting

some really strange readings.

l mean, the school's

had these machines

up here for three years,

and we've never recorded

anything like this.

Well, we'll ask around.

You know, see if

anyone's heard anything.


God, l hope

they're not broken.

l might have to bag

the whole semester.

Anyway, sorry to bother you.

No problem.

Nice meeting you.

Hope you get it

all sorted out.

You know, if you wanted,

we could take a look at those

seismographs for her

if you want.

What the hell do we know

about seismographs?


lt sure might be

a slick way to

get to know her.


Damn it, Valentine.

You don't go for any gal

unless she fits

that stupid list of yours

from top to bottom.

Well, sure!

Yeah, and it's dumber

than my hind end.

l mean, like that

Bobby Lynn Dexter.

Tammy Lynn Baxter.

lt don't matter.

They're all the same,

dead weight.

"Ooh ! l broke a nail !"

Makes my skin crawl.

Well, l'm a victim

of circumstance.

l thought you call it

your pecker.

Hey, pizza face!


Melvin ! You touch

that truck and die.

Oh, man,

l'm really shaking.

Thanks, Walter.

Look, these are

hollow points,

but they're not

Hydrashok hollow points.

Excuse me, l thought

bullets were bullets.

Hi, guys.

What you been doing?

We ran into that

new college student,

that Rona.

Rhonda. Yeah,

she's having trouble

with her, uh,

uh, things.

You know,

those college kids

turn up oil or uranium

or something out there.

Next thing the feds

will be at our door.

"Sorry. Time to move.

Eminent domain."

Down, honey. Down.

Yeah, Burt.

The way you worry,

you'll have a heart attack

before you get a chance

to survive World War lll.

We'll see.

We'll see.

Hey, guys, listen.

Bearing going out.

What do you think?

Could be.

Catch you later, Chang.

We got a schedule to keep.

Oh, yeah.

See, we plan ahead.

That way we don't do

anything right now.

Earl explained it to me.


You bet.

Well, l'll tell you.

Nobody handles garbage

better than we do.


Oh, come on, Earl.

Now this is low.

We have got to set our sights

a little bit higher.

Hey, Melvin,

why don't you

give us a hand?

Most of this sh*t

is yours anyway.

Listen, run down to the store

and pick me up a six-pack.

l'll pay for it.

Son, beer is for adults.

You know, not having a plan

is what keeps us

doing jobs like this.

Just doing jobs like this

is you dragging your feet.

Are you gonna stand

there and tell me,

in broad daylight,

that l'm the reason

we're still in Perfection?

You know how close l am

to leaving this place

right now?

l'll call that

little bluff.

How close?


God damn !

Jesus Christ!

God damn !

Don't forget the TV.

Hey, what's that

vacuum cleaner for, man?

l like this

vacuum cleaner.

Hell, you never use it.

Well, it's good

for parts.

And, besides,

maybe we'll

hire a maid.

Now had you

thought about

that, Earl?

Get in the truck.


Hey, guys, wait!


Sorry, Nancy.

We're not delivering

firewood anymore.

We're heading for

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