All language subtitles for Tremors.S01E11.The.Key.480p.WEB-DL.DD2.0.H.264-CasStudio1

The thing'll be in Box 236
at the Golden Eagle vault
for 48 hours.

You go in,
hand the man
the key,

accept the item,
deliver it to Chicago.

Lay low for
the next two days.

Stay out of the casinos.

This is real simple.
Don't complicate it.

Oh, yeah?
You wanna see El Blanco?

Why don't you go
see him yourself.

You won't be disappointed.
Neither will I.

Phony cowboy.

I'm on to that action.
Frank.

I got to see it up close.
That's the rule.
Out of the ground.

You'll be so close
you'll have worm spit

all over your shirt,
all right?

I got something to tell you.

(EL BLANCO GROWLING)

It's Max.

I got some bad news.

Max had the key on him.

(EL BLANCO GROWLS)

(EXCLAIMS)

(SCREAMING)

(FRANK EXCLAIMS)

(GASPS)

Nightmare again?

Yeah. Big giant worm, man.

(PANTING)

The key's still
inside him.

What are you saying?

I'm saying
El Blanco has a
slow metabolism.

It takes months
for the thing
to do a damn dump.

I got it, I got it.

But, Dolores,
listen to me.

You don't want
to go rushing in
on this thing.

I've seen
the giant worm
in action.

It damn near killed me.

You don't think just because
I wasn't in the middle
of that damn desert

that I didn't suffer, too?

El Blanco ate my Max.

(WHISPERING) Damn,
I loved that man.

Best damn partner
I ever had.

I know! And since fate
brought us together,

we're gonna get
revenge for him.

Dolores, no way.

Oh, yes, Frank, way.

We're gonna kill
the big worm, gut him,

and grab the key
to our dreams.

Kill it how?

Even a freaking
harpoon gun
didn't work.

I got that covered.
No, you don't.

Oh, yes, I do.
No, you don't.

I got us a secret weapon.

Secret weapon?

What kind of
secret weapon
you got?

Look, babe.

The only question
you need to ask is
how many other couples

can lay their hands
on $20 million in
unmarked bearer bonds.

Dolores, listen to me.

Let's pretend
to be idiots, right?

Say I do get the key.

I still got to walk
into the Golden Eagle,

use the key, open the box
with the bonds in it.

You think the outfit
won't be watching?

Frank, how many
more months

are you gonna stay
in this hole?

My therapist says
confront your fears,

become a proactive
facilitator.

Yeah, but that guy
don't got a bounty
on his head.

But that guy
doesn't have me.
And you do.

Aren't I worth
the risk? Mmm?

Yeah.

Think about it.

We get the money,
get the hell out of Vegas,

and we're off to Aruba.

You got your
white sand beaches,

tropical breezes,

and a very naughty me
24/7.

(BOTH LAUGHING)

(KNOCKING AT DOOR)

It's them. It's them!

Frank, cool it.

What, are you
expecting company?

As a matter
of fact, yeah.

(CHUCKLES) Say hello
to our secret weapon.

Uncle Helmut!

Dear sweet Dorrie.

Oh, that's
just Frank.
Come on in.

Frank, say hello
to our Uncle Helmut.

Uncle who?

You don't look
like no secret
weapon to me.

(SIGHS) There's
that displaced
hostility again.

And Uncle Helmut
doesn't deserve it.

He'd be famous now
if the Defense Department
hadn't screwed him over.

Wouldn't you?
Idiots.

They rejected
Uncle Helmut's
sound-wave gun.

For a pathetically cheap
and demonstrably inferior
copycat version.

Sorry, pal, I never did hear
of any sound-wave gun.

Now you've not only
heard of it,

you've seen it.

Ta-da!

Give me.
Hold it.

He's cool.

Give me a second.

It fires an 800-decibel
beam of sound

with the power
of a bazooka.

The only one
who hears it
is the poor devil

getting hit with
80 times the human
threshold of pain.

For the worm,
I turbocharged it.

(WHISPERING) Forget
about him, Krausie.

As soon as we get the key,

it's you and me
off to the Caymans.

(DOLORES CHUCKLING)

Frank!

The freaking thing
really works!

Yeah, so glad it has
your seal of approval.

Now all we need
to make our score

is the big
seismo-monitor.

(LARRY PANTING)

Are you thinking
radioactive Gila
monsters?

Are you thinking
giant ants?
I know I am.

Welcome, sci-fi fans, and
thank you for joining us
here at sffannumberone.com,

where we take you
to Perfection Valley,
Nevada.

I'm your host,
Larry Norvel.

Join me, why don't you,

as we get to know
every inch of this valley

as well as my partners
Burt and Tyler do.

Cool!

Old barn, middle of nowhere.

Got to check it out.

I'm gonna put
the creep factor
at about 7.5.

What do you think,
SF fans? Vote now.

(EXCLAIMS IN DELIGHT)

Wow.

(WINGS FLUTTERING)

(LARRY LAUGHING)

(WHISPERS) Scary.

Remind you of the place
where the farmer got eaten

in The Creature
Walks Among Us?

I think it does.

(RAT SQUEALING)

(GASPS)

(CHUCKLING NERVOUSLY)

Cameo by Willard.

(SQUEAKING)

Awesome.

(GRUNTS)

(RATS SKITTERING)

(WHOOSHING)

(PANTING)

Okay. All right.

(GASPING) Oh, my God.
My God.

There's a...

No, no.

Okay, here we go.

Being a glider and
not a true flier...

I can't take
this guy anymore.

What is all this junk?

NANCY: Jodi,
I've got this idea,

and I don't want you
to laugh at me, all right?

And the idea is?

A take-apart
Graboid doll.

You open him up
and there are
his insides.

It could be
very educational.

Yeah, I like that.

We could actually tap into
a whole new market.

That's what
I was thinking.

Thank you
for the jumper
cables, Jodi.

And I figured for
the vital organs,

you know, I could just
cast them in plaster,

but here's
another idea. The kids
will love this one.

I could use candy.

Gum drops, mint.
I don't know.

And I was thinking,
for the large intestines...

Red licorice.
Nancy, I like
the way you think.

Learn Graboid anatomy
and then eat the intestines!

Am I missing something?
Please tell me I am.

Guys, guys.
You will not believe
what happened

at the old
Jessup place.

I don't care
what happened.

I am sick of you
leaving all your junk
all over my store.

Right. Okay.
Yeah, super.
Okay, whatever.

So, I'm out there, right?
In the barn, you know?

And this rat
goes running
across the floor.

And then all
of a sudden,

I get attacked
by this thing!

The rat?
No.

No, no, no,
no, no, no.

Something
completely
different.

An owl? A bat?
They live in
places like that.

I don't know,
I don't know, but it
hit me right here,

and I still
didn't see it.

Whatever it was,
it knocked me out flat.

But I might
have captured it
on this.

Jodi,
can I hook this up
to your monitor?

No! Because
the last time, you
screwed it all up.

Well...

You do have a
goose egg, Larry.

That's nasty.

Well, I guess
I'll go find Tyler

and have him help me
analyze this,

and then we'll go off
and we will deal
with this thing!

Not so fast, Larry!

Larry, Larry.
Tyler is working
on my truck.

That means
"do not disturb."
Got it?

Great. Where's Burt?

He's not here.

He's doing that
commando weekend
thing in Montana.

So you're just
gonna have to wait.

Okay, fine,
I made my first
major discovery

and I have to wait.

But you don't act this way
when you discover a cloud
of deadly bacteria,

or you discover
acid-spitting plants,
or, um...

That's right,
that's right,
we don't.

I'm a man alone.

(GROANS)

Like Kevin McCarthy
in Invasion of
the Body Snatchers.

(SCOFFS)

Original version.

Larry, listen to me.

You're going
to have to learn
to relax.

If there's really
something out...

lf?
I said relax!

I'm sorry. I just...
I get a little
carried away.

(EXHALES)

How about
Nancy's laptop?

NANCY: Leave my
laptop alone, Larry!

(EXHALES)

Hi, there. I'm looking
for the Graboid tour.

Uh, I don't think
there is one.

He's very busy.

Well, I better
go talk to him.

Okay.

Is there a problem?
I'm not sure.

Well, let me know
when you decide.

Thank you.

(EXCLAIMS)

You know her?

From somewhere.

Somewhere bad.

Excuse me.

I can see you're
a little busy, but...

Never too busy
for the public.

(LAUGHS)

After all, wouldn't be
anything without you.

I'm Tyler.
I'm Dolores. Oh!

Oh, I'm sorry.
Let me get that
for you.

Thank you.

Is there any chance of
a Graboid tour today?

Well, I'm afraid I got
to finish this tune-up,

but you're sure welcome
to come back tomorrow
if you'd like.

Oh, no, no, no.
See, I'll be back
in Poughkeepsie by then.

And I can't stay
another day away from
my kindergarten class.

You really miss them, huh?

No.

Actually, it's my brother.

What? He's in
kindergarten?

No.

He died.

(SOBBING)
It was a slow,
painful death.

I'm sorry.

I just thought
I had my emotions
under control by now.

Uh, that's okay.

(EXHALES)

Let me get you
a glass of water
or something.

No, no, no, no, no.

I'm fine.

Thanks.

It's just he had
this wish list,
my brother,

of things he always
wanted to do,

and one of them
was seeing a Graboid.

And on his last day
here with us,

right there
on his death bed,
I promised him...

(SNIFFLES)
I promised him
that I...

That you'd see
a Graboid for him?

Exactly.

And I'm willing
to make it worth
your while, too.

(CHUCKLING)

Well, hey, lady, I mean,
if it's that important
to you,

the jeep's
right over here.
Thank you.

Does he need
a warning label on her?

(SCOFFS)

Sir, you are so lucky.

Just in time
for the Graboid tour.

I am?

Usually, you need
a reservation
months ahead.

MAN: Uh, no,
what I need is
some water. Please.

Tyler, right?
Yeah. Dolores?

Mmm-hmm.
Help you up here.

Ooh, and a
gentleman, too.

With those nice eyes.
Thank you.

ROSALITA: Hey, Tyler.
Got you another customer.

Go on, sir.
Come on. Hop up.

Here you go.
You know what?

I think I'm coming
along this time.
Excuse me.

You know,
this is a great tour.
You're gonna love it.

Come on, let's go.

(ROSALITA SIGHS DRAMATICALLY)

He's blind,
he's sterile,
he's deadly.

And El Blanco can
strike anywhere
at any time.

But how does he know
where you're at?

Super-sensitive hearing.

You make too much
noise while he's
in the neighborhood,

chances are
he'll turn you
into a main course.

Well, we're making
noise now, aren't we?

Why doesn't he attack us?

Well, he might.

That's why we got
this seismo-monitor.

Lets us know if he's
prowling around.

Got an even bigger one
back at the store.

You can take
a look at it
when we get back.

It'll show you
the whole valley,

exactly where El Blanco
is at any given moment.

So if he gets too close...

We add you
to the body count.

(CHUCKLING)

That's so scary.
You know, I was wondering.

Where does it all go?

TYLER: Beg your pardon?

What happens to
what El Blanco eats?

What happens to
what anybody eats?

Personally, I don't think
I'd label him an "anybody."

Is it true that Graboids
actually got 120 feet
of intestines?

I never, uh...
I heard that somewhere.

I never actually
measured it.

But that would imply
that, you know,

it takes a long time
to, mmm, right?

For lunch
to go in one end
and out the other?

Yes.

Yeah, a few months.
Why do you ask?

My brother,
he always wondered.

Rest his soul.

(SIGHS)

Okay.

If you look over here
to the right,

you'll see the old
Jessup place.

It's been abandoned
for years.

(IN SPOOKY ACCENT)
And now comes the rat.
Here it comes.

Here it comes!

It grabs the rat!

What is that?

(SIGHS)

Have to get a monitor.

Hey, what are you doing?

What am I doing?

Whatever
I damn well please.

Yeah, ask me again
what I'm doing.

I don't want to.

Yeah.

(WRIST-SEISMO BUZZING)

Whatever you do,
don't move.

(RUMBLING)

(EL BLANCO GROWLING)

I hate when
he does that.

Move. Now.

You said don't move.

Well, now
I'm saying move.

Come on, come on.
Come on, go, go.

Move, come on.
Let's get...

Uh, but I'll freeze.

Yeah? You prefer
your other options?

Get in there.

Okay, that's it.
Get out of here.

Move over there.
Get out of here!

Out of my sight.

(SOFT KNOCKING ON DOOR)

(SOFT INSISTENT KNOCKING
ON DOOR)

Larry, what are you
doing in there?

If I tell you,
can I use your laptop?

(EXHALES)

No, no, no, no,
I'll break.

DOLORES: Uncle Helmut,
look what I got for you.

Aw!

Yeah.

(GROANS IN APPRECIATION)

You look very sexy
in this vest.

I wish you bought
all my clothes.

Soon, Krausie, soon.

We're too out
in the open here.

I got people
looking for me.

Yeah, patience.

Yeah,
and now that we have
the Graboid monitor,

when the moment's right,
I just flip this switch,

and ready, steady, go.

Ow! Uncle Helmut, my hero.

And now
that we know
where it is,

how exactly are we
gonna catch it?

Just keep your hat on,
Helmut. I got it all
figured out.

Watch.

A little music.
You know?
To soothe the...

Savage beast.

Yeah, whatever.

Who's your hero
now, honey?

(SCOFFS)

LARRY: Here it comes.
Here it comes.

JODI: What, Larry?

The thing!
Guys, come here.
Take a look at this.

So it looks
like a bat, right?

But mostly, it's
like a hummingbird,

or something that beats
its wings so fast
you can barely see it.

So it's a bird that's a bat
that looks invisible.
But it's not!

But you can't tell,
'cause you can't see it.

I've discovered Invisibat.

(DOOR OPENS)

Sorry I'm late.
Bent the damn axle
on my jeep

going over
a prairie dog hole.

So, nothing was stolen
besides the seismo-monitor?

No.

I'm telling you,
this guy was good.

He knew exactly
what he wanted.

He even knew
about El Blanco.

What do you mean?

Well, when El Blanco
swung by for his
late-night drive-through,

this guy acted as if
he'd seen it before.

What did he look like?

(GRUNTS EQUIVOCALLY)
Tough guy.

But with mean eyes.
Killer eyes.

Like he'd won
a staring contest
with the devil.

His pupils were
burning fire!

Faster...
JODI: Okay, okay,
enough with the eyes!

What else?

Well, he was
like a million guys.

What kind of
a million guys?

I... He looked
like a million
kind of short guys.

In track suits,
with Jersey accents.

Short guy in a
velour track suit?

Yep.

With a Jersey accent?

You want to give Rosalita
a call? Tell her I'm
borrowing her truck.

If we keep moving
north a few miles,
we'll intercept it.

More like ram
right into us

and get turned
into a snack food.

Put your thinking
cap on, Helmut.

We got to get our asses
off the ground

and find out
how to lure that
big worm into us.

Turn right
over here.

No, it's much better
if we keep to the road.

How many giant worms
have you fought?

Yeah, that's right.

Keep going.

Who says
you're going?

The owner
of this truck
says I'm going.

(CLEARS THROAT)
Besides, I'm good
at finding bad guys.

Yeah,
they gravitate
to you, huh?

Just kidding.
Let's do it.

Okay, I'm figuring
it's that Frank guy.
Remember him?

What? I thought
El Blanco dragged
that little pig off.

Well, maybe he
didn't drag him off
far enough.

Okay,
he's gonna be by
in a few minutes.

Let's rock and roll.

Oh, no, no.
I shoot the gun.
You do the CD player.

No, the gun is
my invention.

I shoot the gun.
No! No.

Boys!
Krause, let Frank
shoot the gun.

Yeah. See? Yeah.

You get dragged
three miles in the desert
behind the sand whale,

then we'll talk.

All right? I got
a score to settle
with that thing.

(WHISPERING)
Let it go, honey.

You and I both know
it doesn't matter
who shoots the gun.

When do we get rid
of him, Dorrie?

Soon, Krausie, soon.

Come on, come on.
Want me? You want
some of this?

Come on.
I don't think so.
You talking to me?

Come on.
Dolores, come on!

All right, we're coming.
Give me a hand, Frank.

Come on, baby.
Come on.

(EXCLAIMS)

Don't lose your
head, Helmut!

That worm's not
getting his tentacles
around Sinatra.

Come on, now.
Pick something else.

It's sacred.
That's Frankie.

Uh, this okay?

Smokey? Smokey Robinson?
I don't know. I mean...

Damn it, Frank.
I'll buy you a
new one, all right?

All right, fine, fine.
Let's just do it.

I'm past it,
I'm over it,
all right?

All right, load it up.
Great. There we go.

Yeah, all right.

(UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING)

Yeah, that's my girl.

That's right. He jams.

Oh, all right, all right,
all right, let's rock.

I can work
with that.

Yeah. All right,
shut up.

I have had a bad feeling
ever since that low-rent puta

was playing you
like a puppy in heat.

Who, Dolores?

Oh, what,
that's her name?

Please, give me a break.

Come on, she's
one of those women,
flirty, plays games.

Believe me, I can
see them coming
a mile away.

(SCOFFS)

What, you got
a problem with her?

I don't have a problem.
I have a pair of eyes, okay?

She's trouble.

I guarantee she had
something to do

with that seismo
getting stolen.

You think
she's hooked up
with Frank?

(CLICKS TONGUE)
I remember her from
somewhere in Vegas.

They probably
crawled out of
the same dumpster.

I think you're reaching.

(SEISMO-MONITOR BEEPING)

Looks like El Blanco's
on the move.

Let's see
what he's after.

DOLORES: Ah,
here comes our key.

(LAUGHS) Okay,
get it closer.
Aim it at the ground.

Come on,
get closer.
Come on.

A little closer.
Come on.

This is quite
precarious, Dorrie.

Would you just
do it? Come on.
We're gonna lose him.

Come on.
Sit down. Sit.

Here.
Okay.

(GRUNTS)

Now, give it to me.

Okay, you got it.

What? What?

(GRUNTS)

What...

(WHIMPERING)

Dorrie!
Sorry, Krausie.

I always like to fish
with live bait.

Now, there's a nice rock
over there.

Get to swimming.
Dorrie!

(EXCLAIMING)

Move it! Move it! Move!

What'd you do that
for, huh?

(GASPING)

(MUSIC CONTINUES PLAYING)

(SCREAMING)

Shoot the worm!
Shoot the worm!

Shoot it now!

(GROWLING)

(SEISMO-MONITOR BEEPING)
That can't be good.

What can't?

He's not moving.

There's a new twist.

What's the matter
with you?

Huh? What's the
matter with you?

If there's a plan,
you should let your
partner in on it,

like killing one
of our accomplices.

That should be
a team decision.

He'd outworn
his welcome.

That was pretty cold.
That's all I'm saying.

Look, look, look,
Frankie, baby.

This has always been
about you and me.

Yeah?
And think about it.

Yeah.
Twenty million

splits two ways
better than three.

Now, let's go gut
that worm while
the gutting's good.

All right.

You get to gut it
after I kill it.

(GROWLING)

Hey, forget that.
Forget it, forget it.

I don't care
how knocked out
that thing is.

I'm not getting near it.

What?
You've already
shot him.

He's completely
harmless by now.
You don't know that!

You don't know it
like I know him.

All right.
You want me
to go with you?

Yeah! I'd like you
to go with me.

I'll go with you.
Can we go?

Let's go.
Let's go.

Come on, babe.
All right.

Come on, Frank.

FRANK: Be careful.
Okay.

Make sure
that sucker's dead.

You got him, baby.
You got him good!

(HOWLING)

Watch out.
Make sure. Yeah.

Careful. Yeah.

All right.

(GROWLING)

All right, all right.
All right.

Frank, look,
why don't you be
a man?

Be a man.
Cut the worm
for me. Come on.

Okay. Thank you.

It's them!
They found me!
Come on!

(EL BLANCO MOANING)

(SNORTING)

Jodi. Come in.
Tyler here.

Get on the horn
to Twitchell, pronto.

(CLICKS TONGUE)
See? I told you.

Okay, it's not them.

Exactly. Just
the local yokels.

Why don't we just
finish them off
and get on with this?

No, let's just wait
till they go for help.

All right?

What are they
doing now, huh?

Same as the last
15 times you asked.

Not going for help.

(SNORTING)

(GROANING)

So weird
being close to him
like this.

Don't! Don't!

(EXCLAIMS)

You know something?
This is not the time for
a biology class, okay?

They could be
watching us
right now.

Why'd they be
so interested in
hurting El Blanco?

Money. Revenge.

Both.

That's it.
They're not leaving.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.
Little trigger-happy
today, babe?

Let's just keep
the body count
low, okay?

Fine. Use your
sound gun on them.

When they wake up,
we'll be in Aruba.

Listen, I got
a better idea,
all right?

Instead of
Krausing them two,
we just grab them.

That's right. Listen. We
grab them, we take them,

the truck, the worm,
the whole shebang.

We clear out of here,
go someplace quiet.

Let them do
the dirty work.

Anybody hassles us,
we got hostages.
We got leverage.

That's what I'm
talking about here.

Listen to me.

I'm the brains
of this operation,
not you.

Listen to me.

(SIREN APPROACHING)

DOLORES: Damn it!
What kind of cops
are those?

What's up with
the siren, Twitch?

You're in the middle
of the desert.

Just always wanted
to use it, all right?

This is Dr. Towne.
Best large animal vet
in the business. USDA.

It's a Graboid,
not a side of beef.

ROSALITA:
Has he ever worked
with a Graboid before?

TWITCHELL: Yeah, he's
a veterinological expert.

Easy, big fellow.

(MOANING)

No visible wounds.

The breathing's
irregular.

Could be a stroke.

A stroke?

TOWNE: Or a concussion.
I can't be certain.

I don't have
the proper equipment.

We need to get
this animal somewhere
where I can do a scan.

You can't do it here?

No, I need electricity
for the equipment,

and I need
a controlled
environment.

Do you think
it's safe
to move him?

Yeah, he ought
to be all right.

I'm talking about us.

If we move fast, yes.

Okay, well, if we can
get him to town,
you can use my garage.

Well, how we gonna
get him to town?

Well, we'll
have to haul him.

It's a Graboid,
not a side of beef.

They're Feds.
Don't you get it?

We don't touch them.
Not even with
the sound gun.

They're worse
than those freaks

who treat their dogs
like children.

We should've shot them
first thing.

No, no, no,
they're making it
easy for us.

They're packing him up
like he's Chinese takeout.

Giant egg rolls.

That's my favorite.

(SIGHING)

(ENGINE STARTING)

Come on, babe.

You guys are ready
to roll. We'll get
his equipment set up

and meet you
back in town.

Let's get
this worm
on the road.

(EL BLANCO GROANING)

Remember me? Huh?
Come on. Let's go.

Get over here.
Get over here.
You get...

You are good
at finding
the bad guys.

Who asked you
to talk? Huh?

(PEOPLE CHATTERING)

Where the hell's
my worm, huh?

Where the hell
is my worm?

What are they doing?
Giving it freaking
mouth-to-mouth?

Killing me here!

Rosalita? Tyler?
Yeah, Twitchell here.

Over!

Rosalita! Tyler!

Twitchell here!
Come in, come in!
Please, are you there?

Damn it!
Are you there?
Copy! Copy!

(MUMBLING)
That fricking worm,
I'm gonna...

Hello!

Is anybody out there?
I need some help here!
Hello, hello, hello, hello!

Okay, we got to
pull off somewhere

in case that thing
wakes up.

How about those
trees over there?

No, I got
a better idea.

We need to keep
going, Frankie.

Dolores,
in the future...

In the future?

Yeah?
Yeah.

What?

We got to learn
to communicate better.
That's all I'm saying.

We communicate, Frankie.

You talk, I listen.
I listen, you talk.

Well, we got to learn
to be a little more
open with each other.

You know what I mean?

But we are open.

That's what's so
special about us.

You see?
That tone of voice,

that's kind of
how you talked to
Uncle Helmut over there.

Oh, come on,
Frankie.
Yeah, that's right.

You don't think that...

What am I supposed
to think?
Oh, Frank!

Huh?

Frankie,
where would I be
without you?

Huh? Nowhere,
that's where.

You think that's
easy on a woman?

Frankie, I would
never jeopardize this.

Never. Okay?

You sure?

Mmm-hmm, yeah.

(BOTH CHUCKLE)

Okay, okay, okay.
That's what I thought.
I just...

So, in the future...

In the future,
we communicate.

Right.
Mmm-hmm.

When it comes to
whacking those two,

we talk about it,
discuss who's
gonna do what,

where we're gonna
dump them. So there's
no surprises.

No surprises.
All right.

Me and you...

Right here.
Right there.

All right. All right.

You know how special
you are? Huh, boo?

Tell me.
Tell me it again.

You special, boo.

(LAUGHING)

Yeah, I need to
hear that more often.

Hey, take
a right! There!

DOLORES: Just go down
that road.

That's the old place
the guy talked about
on the tour.

Dolores, you sure
there's nobody
gonna be there?

Yeah, it's abandoned.

You sure about that?

Make sure, 'cause
you know how you are.

Ah!

Come on, Frank!
There you go.

Very good.

Perfect.

(EL BLANCO MOANING)
All right.

All right,
let's go, Frank!

I need a hand
with Mulder and Scully.

Let's move it, sister.

Let's go.
Come on, sister.

(GRUNTS)
You'll wish I was
your sister.

(SCOFFS) Get down.
Get your ass over there.

Ow.

FRANK: Get up.

(GROANING)
DOLORES: Get down!

And another thing.

(ROSALITA GRUNTS)

Take that.

ROSALITA: (GROANS) Okay.

FRANK:
Hop along, Cassidy.

Here we go.
Come on. Come on.

Move slow. Got you
covered, cowboy.

Come on, help me
with this tarp. Come on.

TYLER: What do y'all want
with El Blanco, anyway?

Shut up.
Don't ruin my mood,
'cause I'm thinking

things have
worked out real good.
Really. I'm serious.

You, you got a
weird relationship
with this worm.

Me, I hate
his freaking guts.

And speaking of guts,
I got something for you.
Yeah.

Don't try anything
funny. Take it.

Just remember
one thing,

this is a lot faster
than that.

All right?
Now go ahead.
Start cutting.

Are we doing
this, Frank?

We're doing it.
Let's do it, then.

I said, we're
gonna do it!
All right!

Jeez! Unless
you want us doing it
all over you,

just stand your ass back.

(EL BLANCO SNORTING)

This won't do.
How's that?

It won't cut.
His hide's too tough.

And how do we know that?
Have we done that before?

Huh? Huh?

I know 'cause
I'm not stupid.
How's that, huh?

Oh, be funny
with me, huh?

He's got to be
funny with me. Huh?

That's a bright thing
to do with a guy
with my temperament,

holding a pump shotgun.

Now, come on. Come on.
Should put some lead
in your ass. Yeah.

All right, look,
the Graboid's hide is...

It's tougher
than a rhino's.

FRANK: Oh, really?

That's an interesting fact
that I'll be discussing

at my next dinner
party I attend.

Now, would you
cut him open? Now!

Otherwise,
I'll have your friend
do it back there.

ROSALITA: Tyler!
Start that damn chain saw!

Get this over with.
My hands are going numb.

You habla inglés now, huh?

(WHIRRING)

Go ahead! Open him up!

I want to see
what he looks like
under the hood.

Come on!
Come on, country.
The longer this takes,

the uglier
it's gonna get.

Now, come on,
open him up!

If it's ugly,
you're already there!

FRANK: Come on!

All right, now,
how do you want it?

You want it
crosswise, or...

I don't care
how you do it!

Just open the
son of a bitch up.
Come on!

(WINGS FLAPPING)

(SCREAMING)

(GRUNTS)

Uh-uh, hillbilly.

Let him go or
you'll be sucking wind
through your forehead.

What are you,
a head injury? There's
a freaking worm!

Let him go!
Drop the gun first.

Ha! Please.

You'll be standing
there for the rest
of your life.

Let him go!
I think I want
to hang on to him.

Huh? When you shoot me,
you'll get your
little boy toy, too.

Tell him, Frank.
What?

I don't do
Mexican standoffs.

Twenty million one way
is a lot better than two.

Dolores! You...
You gold-digger bitch!

You better believe it.
Bye-bye, Frankie!

(WINGS FLAPPING)
What the hell?

(GRUNTS)

(SNARLS)

(DOLORES GRUNTING)

(SCREAMING)

(GRUNTS)

Let him go, Tyler.
Can't get far out there.

Larry, you're gonna
have to explain...

Why I'm up here?
Absolutely, bro.

But first, do you think
I could take that phaser
home with me?

Hey!

Come on,
come on,
come on!

Whoo! All right!
Hey, thanks a lot.
Thank you.

Talk about luck,
huh? Whoo!

Hey, you going to Vegas?

Afraid not, Frank.

You got business
in Chicago.

(STAMMERING)
Okay, take it easy,
take it easy.

(GUN FIRES)

Uh-huh.

Right.

Well, hold...
Hold on a sec.

Twitch wants to know
where we'd like these guys
to release El Blanco.

Baltimore.

(CHUCKLES) Funny.
Listen, Twitch...

Here you go,
for your bruised ribs.

Oh, thank you.

Ow.
That wench.

(GASPS)
Check this out.

This is where
I knew her from.

Same bracelet?

Same guy.
Same wrong guy.

Same way-wrong guy.

Ow!

Where is he, anyway?

(BEEPING SOFTLY)

(BEEPING RAPIDLY)

One quarter.
Two quarter.

Some sort of...

Yoo-Hoo bottle top.
That's very rare.

Metal button.

Some sort of key.
Could be from a vault!

(INVISIBAT TWITTERING)