( Car engine starts )
( Wind howls steadily )
( Dog yelps )
( Low growl )
( Heavy metal music plays )
I'm built to last.
I'll die...
( g*n c*ck )
...when I damn well please.
Biker queen: Aah!
Man: Get me
the f*ck out of here.
Aah.
What do you know about this?!
Oh, sh*t.
What do you know?
You see that?
You see this crispy stump?
Her arm was blown off.
It was those g*dd*mn monst...
( both screaming )
Man: f*ck!
You dickhead lesbo!
( Man continues yelling )
I ain't got no notion
of what went down.
I swear to god.
( Engine roars, man groans )
Aah! No!
You're gonna spill your guts!
All right, g*dd*mn it!
I'll tell ya!
( Machine slicing, screaming )
( Gasping )
Aah!
Aah!
m*therf*cker!
I didn't do sh*t!
Who did?
It was that g*dd*mn b*stard.
Who?!
Bozo!
Bozo!
( Screaming )
( Coughing )
( Engine stops )
Man: His trans-am's gone.
Son of a b*tch.
Which way
did the son of a b*tch go?
The small town down there,
on the other side of the bridge.
That's where he hangs out at
with his gimpy brother.
He left me.
( Coughing )
Those son of a b*tches.
They left me.
They left me for dead.
( Coughing )
Younger man:
You have a heart attack?
( Groans )
My heart.
( Moaning )
TV reporter: ...Daughter
alive in a drainage pipe.
Now, some believe that Gus,
affectionately known
as "short bus" Gus,
possesses a special
psychic gift.
Woman: Take me downtown,
thrust bunny!
Oh! Yes! Aah!
Hurry the f*ck up in there!
We gotta pick up grandma
before the match.
Gus on ti could
just smell her courage.
( Loud bang )
( Woman screams )
Man: What the f*ck
is that?!
Oh, my god! Run!
f*ck' tricky Mexicans.
( Loud roar )
( Beast roaring,
woman screaming )
( Lightning yelling in Spanish )
She's gone, man.
She's gone.
( Growls )
( Shutter snaps )
I'm thunder.
This is lightning.
I bring the rumble.
He brings the pain.
Not politically correct
to k*ll a little person,
let alone two.
( Sighs )
( All screaming )
Man: I will.
( Man hangs up telephone )
Sheriff: How long
you gonna hold out on me, huh?
You can't hide it forever.
But I can hold you forever,
should it come to that.
Six days now
in the clinker, huh?
Well, you probably
want a shower, right?
Not today, bud.
No shower, no bread, no water.
Your odor reminds me of the paste
my as*h*le makes on a hot day.
Can't keep me in here like this.
Who's gonna stop me?
I'm an anti-smack regime
in full effect, son.
I'm a guillotine
lookin' for a head.
Luke.
Luke: Yes, sir?
Now, I know you're cookin'
this crystal meth sh*t
in your school bus somewhere.
Where is it?
Where'd you hide
your bus this time?
Where's your g*dd*mn
lair, junkie?
I don't know nothin'
about no school bus, sheriff.
I'm just a vagabond.
Well, that's fine...
But you're gonna starve in here
until I find it, burn it,
and piss on the ashes.
( Snorts )
( Splash )
Don't give him anything
the rest of the day.
Luke: All right, sheriff.
( Vagabond laughs )
I'm dyin' soon,
and I'm dyin' horribly.
Who wants to get fingered?
( Loud bang, men screaming )
( Beast snarling )
( Snarls )
I'm tellin' you, she's cheatin' on me.
I know it.
( Crickets chirping )
( Sighs )
Dale, it's screwing
with my business.
Dale, I'm not even
number-one salesman
at my own two-employee-strong
car lot now.
All right, Dale, listen.
He's someone in this
f*ck' town. I know it.
No, I don't have
any proof, Dale.
That's where you come, Dale.
Dale, you're talkin'.
Shut up, Dale.
Okay, listen.
That's where you come in, okay?
I need some hard evidence, Dale.
I need some
f*ck' proof. Yeah.
Some soiled panties
or something, you know?
Some errant pubes,
a f*ck' used condom.
I don't care.
Get me some hard evidence.
( Hushed gasps )
Hang on a minute.
We're all set here.
Man: Let's go.
Hey, you guys enjoy
that station wagon, okay?
Man: Hurry up.
Don't forget to come back
when junior's ready to roll.
All right?
Hey, hey.
You folks remember,
I f*ck' slash prices.
Remember that.
Hola, amigos.
¿No credito?
No problemo.
I know cars.
I know engines.
American ingenuity,
it's what I do.
Slash-slash, slash-slash,
slickety-slash.
Like this beauty here... 2,999.
Slash! 999.
No credit? No problem.
I'm so bad, you know it's good.
Suck a d*ck, everyone.
I slash prices.
( Distant voices screaming )
It's ruining my business, Dale.
My f*ck' reputation's
on the line here, Dale.
Get into it, Dale. Let that son of
a b*tch know he's got it comin'.
( Snarling )
( Glass shatters )
( Beast roars, slasher screams )
Bullshit!
( Men yelling )
Slasher: Ooh! Sh...
Ooh!
sh*t, there goes a lawsuit.
( Beast whimpers, man moans )
What the... aah!
I f*ck' knew it!
( Tires screech )
So f*ck' dead!
You are f*ck' dead. You
just f*ck' k*lled yourself.
You can threaten me
all you want,
but I'm empowered now...
By the secret.
I wish for good things
to happen...
To me.
Thought becomes thing.
Motherfuckin' what?
And Greg is my rock.
Greg:
Well, now, take it easy.
Let's not
get ahead of ourselves here.
( Sighs )
I'm a ne'er-do-well,
and I have a mustache.
This doesn't happen overnight.
Mmm?
Slasher:
Of all f*ck' people, Greg.
( Beast growls,
secrets screams )
Okay.
( Engines rumbling )
Ain't nobody home, husky.
Let's get the f*ck
away from here.
Where does he live?
Right there.
That building right there.
Trans-am ain't around.
That tells me you're
sh*t out of luck, lady.
You're f*cking sh*t out of luck!
The monsters didn't attack.
They're gone.
We can make a run for it.
We ain't goin' nowhere, woman.
Greg: What are you
talkin' about?
That jail's the only
safe place in town.
We're going.
Greg, the f*ck' jail
is locked down, okay,
and we can't f*ck' make it.
Look outside.
Have you seen the amount
of blood out there, nimrod?
That's what
going for it gets you.
I wished for this.
This is it.
I wished for this,
and here it is.
This is not the f*ck' help.
I visualized this,
and they appeared.
Secrets: This is proof.
Slasher: Sweetie, help is the U.S.
of f*ck' a. Military, okay?
That's a g*ng.
They got a f*ck' hostage,
for crying out...
Get down! The big guy
is looking.
They're leaving.
We can't just let 'em leave.
Yes, we can.
They've got g*ns.
Duh, and they'll f*ck'
point them at us.
No, this is a time
for mankind to come together.
( Loudly )
You're wrong!
Shut the... m*therf*cker!
f*ck you, Greg.
You gonna tell me about wrong?
You wife-f*ck!
Get out of my way.
Biker queen: Come on.
He's probably
headed for the city.
Bartender: I told you where
he lived, where he hung out.
Now, look,
you cut me loose. Please.
Get comfy.
( Engine rumbles, shuts off )
Slasher: ( Grunting ) Bullshit.
Stupid. Stupid, stupid.
m*therf*cker!
f*ck' stupid!
Biker queen: Grab him.
Oh, what the f*ck?
Biker: Got him.
This sh*t's on you, Greg.
f*ck that.
Greg, by the way,
you're so f*ck' fired.
You know what?
I quit.
Ooh! sh*t.
Is this him?
Bartender: That ain't him.
Feel free to sh**t him, though.
How about you, fatback?
You drive a brown trans-am?
No! No, no, no, no.
I know the guy who does, though.
I sold it to him myself.
That ain't him, either.
That's right. Could
you please... sh*t.
We hadn't even ought to be here.
You and your
f*ck' revenge sh*t
are gonna get us all done in.
( Grunts )
Hey, hey.
Wait a minute.
Let me tell you somethin', mama.
I was a f*ck' marine
in the second world w*r, okay?
And I got over
the g*dd*mn krauts...
Close the f*ck' door, please.
...and I got over
the g*dd*mn Japs,
so you get that stick
out of your a*s,
and get over this f*cking
vendetta bullshit of yours,
and let's get out of here.
What do you say?
We hadn't even ought to be here.
Bartender: You and your
f*cking revenge sh*t.
Biker queen:
There anybody else in here?
No, not in here,
so could you please
close the door?
( Electricity crackling )
( Biker girl screams )
( Beast snarls )
( Biker girl panting )
Biker queen:
Get back! Get back!
Get back!
Shut the f*cking door!
( Roars )
( Beast groans, roars )
Thank you for waking them up.
What have I been saying?
Shut the f*cking door.
Biker girl: Help! Help me!
Please! Open the door!
Open the... aah!
Biker queen: Hold the door!
Hold the door!
( Screams )
( Flesh ripping )
Biker queen:
Hold the door!
That wall's coming down.
What the f*ck?
Wall's coming down.
It's made out of pigeon sh*t.
m*therf*cker!
( Rumbling )
Slasher: Run!
( Beast screeches in distance )
Aah! You as*h*le b*tch.
Bartender: Damn it!
Where'd he go?
They ain't f*ck' here.
( Loud roar )
( Bartender screams )
( Both scream )
Secrets: We're gonna
be safe. I know it.
( Beast roars )
Slasher: Other way,
other way, other way.
( Beast roars )
This is it.
This is where he lives.
Lady, you know what?
You're out of
your f*ck' gourd.
His trans-am ain't here,
he ain't here.
You son of a b*tch.
( Bartender groaning )
Bartender: Why are you
stalkin' the son of a b*tch?
Lose a sister...
Ask me again.
Yeah?
Yeah.
( Kicks door open )
Man: Hold it right there.
Now turn it around.
Turn it around.
Slowly.
sh*t fire and save matches.
This is our hiding place.
You guys take your hide
up the street to the jail.
That's not gonna happen.
( g*n c*ck )
You get out.
How's that revenge thing
workin' out for ya?
We're not going anywhere.
( p*stol c*ck )
( Bartender screams )
( Man gasps )
Boy: Dad?
Aah! Aah! Aah!
( Body slumps to floor )
( Blood drips )
( Whimpers )
Woman: I'm coming out. I'm coming out.
Please don't sh**t.
( c*ck shotgun ) Don't sh**t.
I don't have a g*n.
Please. Oh, god.
Don't sh**t, don't sh**t.
I swear to god
I don't have a g*n.
I don't know these people.
I've never seen them
before in my life.
I'm on my own.
People think
I'm just a dumb blonde.
They have no idea
who I really am.
( g*nsh*t )
Bartender:
She's f*cking leaving.
( Gasps ) It worked!
Oh, crap.
You f*cking chicken sh*t.
No, I didn't mean to...
Damn c**t.
No, please stop!
( Screaming )
( Bartender grunts )
No! No! No!
No! No! No!
No, he's gonna k*ll me!
( Both screaming )
You left us for dead.
You Fraulein twat.
Get on your feet, g*dd*mn it.
Get up here!
They were gonna k*ll me!
Stand right there.
Stand right there.
I said I'm sorry!
Right there. Right there.
I said I'm sorry!
( Grunts )
( Screaming )
No!
Forgive and forget,
huh, old man?
( Bartender growling,
honey pie screaming )
( Flesh ripping )
( Both gasping )
You worthless m*therf*ckers!
You think anyone gives
a sh*t about any of you?!
You all deserve to f*cking die.
You can go to hell.
( Sobbing )
Where'd you get that?
Where'd you get this?
Oh, f*ck me.
And f*ck you, too!
f*ck yourself.
Give it!
Give it to me!
She deserved it.
( Bartender yells )
( Honey pie screams )
Slasher: It's rainin'
b*tches out here.
f*ck you.
( Distant beast screeches )
Stop followin' me.
Secrets: Greg.
Wait for us.
Secrets: Wait.
sh*t.
Get the f*ck... go back.
Go away.
Secrets: Wait.
( Cell phone ringing )
Oh, sh*t.
sh*t, sh*t, sh*t.
Shh, shh.
Slasher's auto barn.
Hello? Who is this?
( Beast roars )
We're in the metal shop.
Just keep moving.
I can see you, m*therf*cker.
Come on.
Slasher: All right.
Keep comin'. Keep comin'.
Watch out for the crap.
The what?
The pile of sh*t, m*therf*cker!
Slasher: f*ck! f*ck.
Yo, man, look out!
What?
Look out!
( Groans )
My nose.
Where you going, c*cksucker?
Over there, in the f*ck' shop.
Where?
Monster!
Shut the f*ck up!
Greg: It's okay.
Thunder: b*tch.
It's dead.
Now come on in.
Be quiet.
Slasher: f*ck.
f*ck me. f*ck me.
All right, follow me.
Come on.
Slasher: f*ck.
Thunder: This is our fort.
It's soundproof, so be quiet.
Slasher: What the f*ck is this?
Thunder: f*ck.
( Bartender breathing heavily )
( Lightning speaking Spanish )
Thunder: Shh.
Come on.
Come on, come on, man.
You all k*ll that monster?
Hell yeah.
Slasher:
And how'd you do that?
We got lucky.
Thunder:
Yeah, yeah, come on!
Come on!
Bring it on, baby!
Bring it on!
Yeah! Come on!
Take that, b*tch!
( Groans )
Biker queen:
Thanks for letting us in.
Thunder: Not a problem.
There's an army convoy goin' town
to town, picking up survivors.
Way I see it,
we got about 15 hours.
Saw it on TV last night
before the power went to sh*t.
Phones?
Sure, they're workin',
except you're the only one
that's ever answered,
and that f*ck
across the street.
That jail is the only
real safe place in town.
She's built solid.
She's made of granite.
And that junkie b*stard's
got it all locked up.
Ain't no way
we're gettin' in there.
( Generator whirs )
It's been goin' on
and off for hours.
( Burps )
It's over.
Beat that, puto.
( Woman screaming )
Oh, stop!
No more.
No!
( Beast roars )
( Screaming continues )
( Beasts roaring )
Slasher: Why you m*therf*ckers
are so relaxed?
You up in here
playin' cards and sh*t?
This town is just waitin' for
a stiff wind to blow it over.
If we keep quiet
we'll be all right.
Slasher: How's that?
Monsters don't eat
where they sh*t,
and they don't hunt
what they can't hear.
Bartender:
Till they run low on food.
Then look out, brother.
Who's the dickwad in the jail?
That's the town meth-head.
Bartender: That turd you
been lookin' for...
The guy in the jail,
that's his g*dd*mn uncle.
Give me the cell phone.
( Phone beeps, rings )
Impenetrable fortress.
How can I help you?
Listen, m*therf*cker...
We're down the street,
and we need to get in there.
Now, you're gonna unlock that
door, 'cause we're comin'.
( Sniffs )
Uh... nope.
For the last time,
I'm gonna ask you nicely.
Lady, tell me if this
sounds like I'm hangin' up.
( Dial tone )
m*therf*cker dies.
He definitely dies.
( Distant beast roars )
We can get in that jail.
We just have to blow them doors.
With what?
This is a f*cking
metal shop, man.
Gotta be something around here.
Yeah, let's blow the doors off
and create a breach.
( Generator whirs )
( Generator fades )
That'd be real smart.
We're trying to use the
building for safety, you know?
What can we do?
Secrets: We have
to think of something.
Honey, we've been trying
to think of something
for the last 24 hours.
You name it,
we've thought of it.
Slasher:
What about makin' a key?
You're the only key-makin'
wrestlers around here.
Make a f*ck' key.
Have you seen that?
It's 100 f*ck' yards away,
something the size
of your as*h*le.
How do you suppose
I'm gonna be able to see it
in order to make a key?
( Groans, knocks )
( Beast roars )
( Honey pie groans )
( Beast snarls )
Thunder:
Looks like a magnum 860...
( Distant beast roars )
...with a one-by-one
rim cylinder.
Magnum eight-six-zero.
( Grunts )
( Creaking )
( Creaking grows louder )
( Honey pie gasps )
( Moans )
( Distant beast roars )
( Screams )
( Distant beast roars )
All right, boys,
what can I do here?
Thunder: All right, look.
The power comes back on,
we're gonna go.
But you f*ck' watch our back!
Got it.
Amigo, it's match time.
We got some lives to save,
so you down for this?
For Maria.
Biker queen:
What the f*ck are you doing?
( Greg grunts )
Greg: Look, running
and hiding won't last.
I mean, those little midgets might
find us safety for a few days,
but we need to be prepared
if it doesn't work.
Bartender: Oh, f*ck.
You're not that guy, are you?
We need to know the enemy
from the inside out.
We need to know
what makes this thing tick.
I mean, what is it, right?
Where's it from?
( Generator whirs )
We have to dissect it.
It's go time.
Come on, let's go.
Come on, boys.
Come on.
( Mumbling )
How does dissecting it
make any sense?
Greg: Hey, don't worry about it, babe.
I'm pretty sure it does.
You ever seen these things f*ck?
I mean, it's disgusting.
( Secrets groans )
Bartender: Oh, jeez.
Oh, sh*t.
All our questions are answered.
Bartender: What?
What's been answered?
( Beast corpse breaks wind,
all groan )
Bartender:
Oh, sh*t.
( All coughing )
( Vomits )
That's just the body
releasing gasses.
Biker queen: Jesus, man.
( Coughing continues )
( Mumbling in Spanish )
( Distant beast growls )
( Roars )
( Gurgling )
( All scream )
( Gasping )
( Curses in Spanish )
( Beast outside snarls )
( Lightning speaks Spanish )
( Shrieking )
( Groaning and straining )
( Dull clank )
( Frustrated shout )
sh*t.
( Grunts )
( Machinery whirs )
Greg: Okay, give me
some light here.
Bear with me, people.
We're on the verge
of a discovery.
( Beast corpse breaks wind,
secrets screams )
sh*t! sh*t! sh*t!
Sorry.
Oh, man,
hey. Ooh, god.
Come here. Can you...
Hey, baby, here, here.
Take my jacket.
Come here.
Let me just...
( Slips in vomit )
( Gasping )
Oh, babe, babe, babe.
I can't take it!
Come here, take my hand.
I just can't.
Come on, take my hand.
Give me your hand.
( Distant beast growls )
Listen to me.
You gotta be strong.
Be strong.
( Secrets shudders )
Okay?
Quit touching the m*therf*cking
organs, as*h*le!
This is science.
Shut up.
( All screaming )
Oh, f*ck!
f*ck!
( c*ck shotgun )
All right, all right.
I'm done. I'm done.
Wait a second.
Look at that.
Look. Look.
What the f*ck is that?
( Bartender groans )
Greg: Is that a...
( Hisses )
Is that cyclops lookin' at me?
Greg: Is that a...
No, I don't think...
I don't think that's a...
( Kisses )
( Low screeching )
( Bikers gasping )
( Emitting piercing noise )
Thunder:
What the f*ck was that?
Stop it.
( c*ck shotgun )
( Beast screeches, noise stops )
( Secrets mumbling )
I wish it to stop.
I wish it to stop.
( Secrets continues )
( Grandma moaning )
Grandma: Ayúdame.
( Door opens )
What the hell happened here?
We were gone for,
like, two f*ck' minutes!
What the f*ck happened to her?!
Son of a b*tch right there.
He did it.
f*ck' son of a b*tch!
f*ck' pendejo.
( Lightning speaking Spanish )
( Banging, roaring )
f*ck!
Thunder: Aw, f*ck' a! We were
supposed to be safe in here.
Thunder: Yeah, we were, till
your queef f*ck' boyfriend
f*ck' set off
the monster alarm.
What?
Thunder: Come on.
( Grandma moaning )
Get a bag.
Slide it up.
Oh, sh*t. Come on.
( Grandma calling grandsons
in Spanish )
Get to the f*ck' roof now!
( Lightning shouting
in Spanish )
( Banging, roaring continue )
Slasher:
Got you, m*therf*cker.
( Greg moans )
( Grandma moaning )
( Squishing )
( Grandma moaning )
( Grandma moans,
thunder groans )
God.
( Moaning )
( Speaking Spanish )
( Speaks Spanish )
( Distant beasts
growl and roar )
Bartender: ( Exhaustedly )
Oh, sh*t. sh*t.
( Grandma speaking Spanish )
( Distant beasts
growl and roar )
Wait, where's Greg?
What happened?
He didn't make it.
They got him.
Oh.
Ooh, baby, baby, come on, now.
It's all right, baby.
( Distant beast roars )
It's all right, baby.
I'm still here for you.
I'm still here.
I'm still...
( Greg groans )
( g*ns c*ck )
( Secrets grunts )
Slasher: What?
Slasher: What?
It's an honest mistake.
From now on,
no one makes a f*ck' move
until you tell me.
Thunder:
Get up. Come on.
( Spitting )
Bartender: You boys...
You boys get that key made?
Yeah.
Lot of f*ck' good
it does up on the roof.
f*ck.
Well, I guess it's
back to being f*cked.
( Distant beasts roaring )
( No audible dialogue )
( Mimics g*nsh*t )
( Beast snarls )
( Laughs )
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
I'm so sorry.
( Gasps )
No, no, no, no!
No! No!
No, no, no!
No!
( Distant beast roars )
( Sharp gasp )
( Labored breathing )
( Beast roars )
( Cat growls )
( Gurgling )
( Screeches )
It's okay, grandma.
You look all right.
( Speaking Spanish )
Old man, you've seen this
before, haven't you?
Bartender: I gotta tell
you little farts something.
It sure as sh*t
ain't gonna end up well.
Ah, f*ck!
Bartender: g*dd*mn it.
( Growls )
( Screams )
( Distant beast bellows )
( Bartender coughs )
Okay, okay, okay, okay,
listen, listen, listen.
There's a...
There's a door on the jail roof.
We can get up there,
we got plenty of time
to pop the lock.
How the f*ck
are we gonna do that?
Biker girl: Shh. Shh.
What is that?
( Distant baby crying )
Greg: God,
that sounds like a baby.
Oh, my god.
Someone's still alive.
A f*ck' baby.
Secrets: My god.
f*ck is that coming from?
( Baby crying, beast growling )
( Distant beasts roaring )
( Distant baby crying )
( Grandma muttering in Spanish )
( Baby continues crying )
( Baby crying, beast roaring )
( Beasts roaring )
( Moaning softly )
( Stupefied sigh )
( Baby continues crying )
( Distant beast roars )
( Birds squawk )
( Baby continues crying )
( Crying continues )
( Baby crying loudly )
( Baby continues crying )
Biker queen:
What are you doing?
Greg: I'm doin'
the right thing.
Bartender: Careful, bub, heroes don't
do too well around these parts.
Under the circumstances, this
might seem really, really dumb.
Ya think?
If it's dumb,
I don't wanna be smart.
This is how you
save a life, people.
Slasher:
What the... oh, sh*t!
Ohhhh, sh*t!
( Baby continues crying )
( Baby crying )
Greg: Hey, little fella.
Everything's okay now.
Everything's gonna be okay.
Come on, now.
He's got the baby.
I wished for that.
Ask, believe, receive.
You can do it, honey!
I got you.
( Glass shatters )
I wish you to succeed!
( Roaring )
He's gonna make it.
Greg: Help!
Help!
He's f*cked.
( Screams )
Hold on, baby.
You can do it, honey!
( Screams )
Yes!
( Baby laughs )
Sorry, baby. I'm sorry.
( Baby splats, g*nshots )
( Crying softly )
Secrets: Oh, my god.
You piece of sh*t.
( Speaking Spanish )
Wow, that's bad,
even for this group.
Slasher: f*ck yeah, it is.
( Screams )
( c*ck g*n )
Whack-a-mole!
Whack-a-mole!
f*ck you, b*tch!
Son of a... f*ck you!
( Roars )
( Secrets screams )
Slasher:
f*ck you, motherfuck!
f*ck that! f*ck that!
( Biker girl screaming in pain )
Aah!
Biker girl: Aah!
We gotta get
to that f*cking jail,
or we're all g*dd*mn dead meat.
Yeah, you got any ideas?
Yeah, I got a f*ck' idea.
It's gonna require a sacrifice.
( Screaming continues )
( Beast roars )
( Screaming )
( Grunting )
( Splat )
Hello?
Hello?
( Clattering sound )
Hello?
( Beast roaring,
honey pie screaming )
( Glass shatters )
It's gonna work.
Has to.
Looks dangerous.
It's perfectly safe
for midgets. Let's go.
That's little people,
m*therf*cker.
What the f*ck ever,
all right? Come on.
This thing is gonna catapult
one of these little guys
all the way over there?
( Distant beast bellows )
Slasher:
Yeah, that's right.
That's right, and then we'll be
safe till the cavalry comes.
No, f*ck that.
I ain't doin' that.
Hold up, hold up, hold up.
We just threw
a woman off the ledge.
These b*tches are
standing here butt-naked
'cause we used they clothes
to make this sh*t,
not to mention I just watched
a f*ck' baby get eaten alive,
and you standin' here tellin' me
that you not even willing
to give this sh*t a try?
All right, but we testing
this m*therf*cker, first.
Fine.
Fine, grab the dead guy.
We'll use him.
Hey, hey, hey,
I ain't f*ck' dead.
And don't touch the d*ck.
Fine, grab the old lady.
She's practically dead, anyway.
Listen to me.
You want to test it, right?
( Speaking Spanish )
Listen, listen... hey!
Slasher: Listen.
Listen, listen, listen.
Listen, listen, listen,
listen, listen.
This is one of those
f*ck' moments, right here.
It's a tough choice,
but it builds character, okay?
Que sera, Que sera, I don't give a f*ck.
We're usin' her.
Lightning: No, no, no.
This b*tch is
practically dead, anyway.
Look, I don't give a f*ck
what you gotta tell yourself
to sleep better at night.
We're usin' her!
This is happenin'.
It's a tough choice.
It builds character. Let's go.
She ain't comin' back, son.
Thunder:
Look, I'm not doin' that.
Sorry, pops.
Man: I can do it!
I will win this!
I will win!
( Beasts roaring )
Man: Come on, it's easy.
Oof.
I won!
No, really, I'm okay.
( Grandma whimpering )
A'ight...
But make this fast.
Biker girl: Hey.
Thunder: Come on. Come on.
Man, if you seen
what I just seen...
Thunder: I know,
I know, I know.
She's not coming back.
Stop.
Greg: Whoa, whoa, whoa.
Lightning: Okay.
( Thunder groans )
Thunder: Oh, my back.
Come on.
( Thunder groans )
Say it!
Do it! Do it!
I sure as sh*t
seen everything now.
( Grandma whimpering )
Come on, grandma.
Let's go.
( All screaming )
( Thunder vomits )
All right, cinch that bag of
grandma and bring it over here.
( Grandma whimpering )
( Lightning crying )
( Screams )
( Greg grunting )
( Grandma whimpering )
Hold on, hold on.
Just tryin' to make sure
the weight is right.
Nah, we goin' have to lose
a bit of grandma.
Come on, man. Come on.
( Cracking, squishing )
( Whimpering louder )
Come on, a little bit more.
Come on, pour some
of grandma out. Come on.
( Retches )
Okay.
Fly with the angels, grandma.
( Speaking Spanish )
( Speaking Spanish )
¿Sí?
( Squishes )
( Retches )
All right, let's give
this thing a shot.
( Engine rumbles )
Hit it.
( Whimpers )
Whoo-hoo!
( Moans )
That is f*ck' American
ingenuity right there.
That's what the f*ck that is.
I know horsepower.
I know engines.
It's what the f*ck do, okay?
This is gonna be
our f*ck' salvation.
( Laughs )
sh*t. That's f*ck' factory-deal
incentive right there.
Mm.
Ow!
Whoo!
All right, which one
of you f*ck' pygmies
wanna be rocket man?
( Honey pie breathing heavily )
( Beast roars,
honey pie screams )
( Screaming )
This is f*ck' bullshit!
Slasher: You ready?
Yeah!
Hey.
A coward dies a thousand deaths,
but a hero dies just one.
Yeah, that doesn't help,
baby-k*ller.
I'm sorry, I can't hear you.
Okay.
We're all depending on ya,
you little fart-knocker.
You can make it!
All right,
let's f*ck' do this!
All right, listen.
Once you land,
you get in that door,
you don't f*ck' stop,
all right?
Once inside, you lay
that m*therf*cker out,
and I mean you
lay him out quick.
We goin' be downstairs poundin'
on the door in seconds.
You gonna be downstairs?
We're gonna be f*ck'
downstairs.
You don't f*ck' stop!
You f*ck' don't stop!
I won't, I won't.
All right.
Aah!
Are you ready?!
I'm ready.
( Engine revs )
Aah!
( Groaning )
You f*ck' assholes.
( Beasts roaring,
thunder screaming )
Hey, should we turn this off?
Get the f*ck out of here!
Abuelita! Abuelita!
f*ck!
My f*cking d*ck!
Ah, f*ck, my d*ck!
Aah! f*ck' d*ck!
f*ck you,
you f*ck' little
g*dd*mn slippery m*dget.
( Train passing )
( Whistle blows )
Greg: Help me. Help me.
Help me.
Aaahhhh!
Oh, g*dd*mn him.
I hate those little f*ck.
Little m*dget.
Little, tiny people.
( Secrets crying )
Special delivery, tattoo.
So, f*ck you!
f*ck you, m*therf*cker!
Abuelita!
( Pounding, roaring )
Bartender:
They're gettin' in!
I'm out of here!
( Beast bellows )
( Gasping )
Aah!
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Feast II: Sloppy Seconds (2008)
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