Tremors II: Aftershocks Page #3

That's our truck.

Seems like everything's

workin' okay.

Well, sure it is, Earl.

This is a high-tech,

professional operation here.

Hey, we got a good plan goin'.

Fifty thousand apiece, baby.

Ho! You know, me,

I'm gonna get mine all at once,

just stacked!

Well, if I make any money

this time, I'll invest it...

conservatively.

Hey, you shaved.

What?

No, I just... I just noticed

you... you know, shaved.

So what?

A man can shave, can't he?

No, you're right.

She's a babe.

Well,

here's where they're

supposed to be.

Man, look at that

country, huh?

Yeah. Not a lot of rocks

and boulders out there.

Not much to climb on if we

don't want to get slurped.

There's mountains around.

You said they can't

get through mountains.

I said they can't

go through rock.

These hills are alluvial.

Oh, "alluvial."

Wait a minute, that's the little

dingleberry in the back

of your throat, right?

You want to hunt graboids;

you better know geology.

Here, you drive. I'm keepin'

my eye on this... seismo-jigger.

Oh, good call.

No offence, Earl, but you're

nervous as a chihuahua.

I'm not nervous.

I'm alert.

Whatever.

Those worms have to be deaf

if they don't hear us.

Hey, take it easy, huh?

Jesus, Grady.

We got one!

- It's spotted us!

It's comin' right toward us!

- Well, that's the idea.

Doesn't mean I have to like it.

Now stop. Stop already!

Okay, time

for the secret weapon.

Careful with that detonator.

Set it like I showed you.

- How dumb do you think I am?

- Catch me later on that one.

- He's comin' in.

I think he's followin' it.

Of course he is.

I can't see it, Earl.

Earl, I can't see it!

Left. Left.

Left!

- Okay, okay.

- Wait. Wait, there.

He did it. He took it.

O-Okay. Hit it! Get him!

Oh, sh*t.

Earl, what are you doin'?

Hit it, hit it!

Hit it!

Hit it, Earl!

Whoo-hoo-hoo!

50 Gs, baby, 50 Gs!

Oh, sh*t!

Told ya.

I forgot.

Yeah!

Ow, ow, ow, ow!

Man, this stuff

really stinks.

Yeah, don't forget

to get that antenna too.

Uno de los mejores xitos

de Travis Tritt.

Vamos a continuar con una media hora

de msica sin interrupcin.

You left the radio

on the ground?

Sorry, I forgot.

Is that a coyote?

Yep.

Man, he better keep quiet.

Yep.

He took it.

Hey, it's my turn.

Oh, c-come on, Earl.

Let me get one more.

Sh*t.

Rock breaks scissors.

I win.

It does?

I told you one stick

would be enough.

You're right.

That makes $300,000.

Apiece.

I'm feelin'

light-headed, Earl.

And whatcha gonna do

with all your money?

Invest it.

Well, yeah, of course,

invest it, but...

Even at five percent,

I'll be doin' pretty good.

Five percent?

You're talkin', um, mutual funds

or C.D. S or somethin', huh?

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