Tremors 5: Bloodlines Page #4

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This is a seismic

vibration monitor.

It's uplinked

to the South African

National Grid

of Seismology

and can detect

Graboid movement

within a 50 square-mile area.

Next level type stuff.

Graboid? Worms?

Exactly.

This is Johan Dreyer.

He's my local

field representative

and a safari

guide in the area.

He's the one who witnessed

the fatal attack.

That's right.

And this towering hunk of dark

chocolate is my assistant, Thaba.

That's quite

a gun you got there.

Rifle.

Bet it makes you feel like

you got a lot of power.

I can drop a charging

rhino at 100 meters.

You wanna go for a run?

How's life in the

Thunderdome?

Well, you wouldn't know

what a rhino looked like

if it shoved its horn

through your throat.

Graboids and

Ass Blasters are immune

to any known form

of tranquilizer,

rendering your weapon useless against

the creatures we're hunting.

Capturing. Capturing,

that's the plan, right?

You don't capture these things.

You kill them.

Kill them,

capture them, I don't care.

But what we have in Africa,

sir, is not Graboids.

If you've got Ass Blasters,

you've got Graboids.

Odontotermes baadi.

Yes.

But on a massive scale.

It has the same

magnesium mandibles.

That explains the presence of formic

acid in the bedrock surrounding it.

It spits out the acid

to soften the rocks,

while the mandibles

chew through it.

This is a super digger.

We're going to be on the

cover of Science magazine.

Been there, baby.

I want National Geographic.

Whoo!

Ugh!

Mr. Gummer.

Mr. Gummer. Over here.

Can you say, "Ballin"'?

Hey, what's the Zulu

word for "ballin"'?

Hello, Baruti. Taking the

kids for a walk, I see?

Well, you know that

these young ladies

are too high-class

for the likes of you,

so,I guess

somebody has to do it.

Just act natural.

These men are here investigating

the impundulu attack.

Oh, right, the

monster-hunters, right?

Ish. I'm still in training, but

I got, like, a credit away.

There.

You want guns, Burt?

This is how we roll.

Wow.

Here you go.

What's this?

The weapons you asked for.

A BSA .303 and a .30-06?

Well, there's also

a Colt Peacemaker.

And a...

Ooh! The double-barrel thingy.

Are you serious? We might

as well use a spit straw.

Granted, it's not

everything you requested.

No, what I requested

was confiscated

by your mindless

government lackeys.

Yes, I'm sorry about that.

They don't just

hand out machine guns

to every jacked-up safari jockey

that comes to this country.

This is Africa, Mr. Gummer.

But we're not

all bushies.

Was that racist? That

sounded a little racist.

Bushist.

You promised me

adequate weaponry.

What do you think we're hunting,

Rocky, the flying squirrel?

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