Alien Predator (1986)

[bunniefuu]

[GRUNTS]

[SQUIRMING NOISES]

[SCREECHING]

[CLASSICAL MUSIC PLAYING ON HEADPHONES]

Michael.

Michael.

Yeah, what?

You were asleep.

Well, I'm awake now.

Awake now. You were
sound asleep. Pull over.

No, I'm good. I'm good
for a couple more hours.

A couple more
hours of what?
I wanna drive.

No, look,
Damon, I'm fine.
Really, I am.

Where are we?

DAMON: Spain.

I knew that.

Hey, guys!

I am so excited
traveling with
you two bachelors.

[LAUGHING]

I mean, to have asked
me along to Europe,
my best buddies!

I feel like
one of the guys.

Just one of the
guys, you know?

I'm coming down.

What am I doing?
I should be cooking.

Okay, I'm going to put
something together

that the both of you guys
are gonna just love.

Uh, Sam?

No, no, no.
Stay right there.

Don't you guys move.

I'm gonna show you guys
how far a Spanish peseta
can stretch.

Spanish peseta?
That sounds
sort of interesting.

It stretches.
Must be some
kind of pasta.

DAMON: It's money.MICHAEL: What?

Pesetas are
Spanish currency,
duck face.

Oh! Don't call me
duck face.

Everything going
okay back there?

Oh, just trippy.
I hope you guys
are real hungry.

Mmm-hmm.

DAMON: [WHISPERS]
Michael, don't
encourage her.

We're gonna have
to talk to her
about this sometime.

SAMANTHA:
You guys are
gonna love this.

Steak tartar, I love
more than anything
else in the world.

But you can't make it
with raw pork.

MICHAEL: You're right.
But what k*lled me
was you ate it.

Okay, I was starved then,
and I'm starved now.

I'm so hungry,
I could eat a...

[SCREECHING]

[WHINES]

[SNIFFING]

[WHINES]

[SCREECHING]

[YELPING]

SAMANTHA:
Hope you guys
are real hungry.

MICHAEL:
Hey, a little night music
from the big sound of Madrid.

There you go.

[POP MUSIC PLAYING]

[BARKING]

Oh, sh*t!

[SCREAMS]

What are you doing, Mikey?

Jesus!

Ow.

Shh!

What the hell
did you just do?

There was a
coyote on the road
and I swear...

There are no
coyotes in Spain.

All right,
it was a wild dog.

You hit a dog?

I think I did.Hey, nice shot.

That's not funny.
You guys,
this is serious.

Now, one of you
will have to go out
there and take a look.

It could be in pain!

Hey, give
us a break.

You guys, the
poor, little thing.

I'm not so sure we're dealing
with a "poor, little thing"
here, Samantha.

Well, I couldn't bear
the thought of leaving
a hurt dog on the highway.

Please, Michael.
For me.

If one of you
don't go out there,
I will.

All right, I'll go.

Anyway, somebody's gotta
check the dune buggy.

Here, let me out.

Why are we
whispering?

At least there's
one man around here.

[LAUGHING EVILLY]

Pretty dark out here.

DAMON:
If it's alive and
it bites you, scream.

At least I have
the moonlight.

Wonderful.

Here, puppy.

Here, boy.

Here, puppy.

[WHISTLES]

[SQUISHING]

What is this muck?

Muck.

[SQUIRMING NOISES]

Lovely.

[EXCLAIMS]
sh*t!

Great.

[SCREAMING]

Don't do that!

You nearly scared
me to death!Scared you?

I swear, I thought
you were some kind
of werewolf or something.

How did you
make that sound?

What sound?

[SQUIRMING NOISES]

[SCREECHING]

[SHOUTING]

Well?

No harm done
as far as I could see.

No problem.

Let's switch on
some light.

Michael!

MICHAEL:
It was a dog, Samantha.
It was just a dog.

SAMANTHA: Yeah, well...It was an ugly dog,
at that.

I still think
it was a lot of
blood for a dog.

We're never gonna make it
to Madrid with the RV
acting like this.

Can you fix
it out here?

Yeah, if you can
find the parts.

SAMANTHA:
Welcome to Duarte.

MICHAEL: Yeah, well,
this place looks like
a ghost town to me.

The people in Spain try
to get to sleep before
3:45 in the morning.

It's a tradition.

Oh, cute.

Yeah, but leave
the comedy to the pros.

SAMANTHA:
Well, I love this.

I want a cute little town,
you know?

A little niche in the
middle of the world.

I mean, it's
Spain, you know?
Isn't it cool?

[GLASS SHATTERING]

Yeah!

And they serve beer.
How quaint.

That was strange.

[IN DEEP VOICE]
Michael, Damon and Samantha.

Three carefree tourists
on a summer European tour.

[HUMMING TWILIGHT ZONE
THEME SONG]

Michael swerves to avoid
a crazed, vicious wolf.

He courageously
gets out to check.

He slips in a
pool of blood.

Suddenly, the RV
is having problems.

They have to spend
a night in the town.

A town where
beer is served at
the flick of a wrist.

A night in
the Duarte zone.

[HUMMING]

[SCREAMS]

[LAUGHS]

Damon!

That was really cruel!

You know I scare easily.

Ow!Don't do it again.

MICHAEL:
And now, we come to the
pinnacle of the evening.

Which one of us
gets to sleep
with Samantha?

SAMANTHA:
Oh, get out of town.
Good night.

Good night.DAMON: Good night.

ALL: Good night, John-boy.

[ALL LAUGHING]

Hey, Damon.

Morning, legs.

Sam.

I could definitely fall
madly in bed with you.

Damon!

Sorry, it's the
truth, okay?

I checked the
undercarriage for damage,
but it looks okay.

Yeah?Yeah, we were lucky.

But the fuel line,
it's shot.

Yeah?I need to find some parts
before we go anywhere.

Morning, sunshine.

Palm Springs.
We're in Palm Springs.

MICHAEL: Oh, God.
They're coming
over here.

DAMON: Look at that guys tie.

Put a zip on it.

Welcome.

Welcome.

How you do?

How are you do?I do?

How you do?

[SPEAKING GIBBERISH]

Bodi, Bodi.
Mrs. Bodi, baby Bodi.

You all Americans?

Yes, we are.

Wonderful, wonderful.

Golly gee whiz
and check it out, dude.

Boston Dodgers
and all that.

Have you been
here long?

Two days.

Leaving yesterday,
but disfortunately
picked up a case of

curse of Calcutta.

Bengal blazes,
if you know what I mean.

It's called diarrhea, Bill.

BILL: Yes, darling.

Will you please tell
her to call me daddy?Baby...

Do you know
of a good place
to eat around here?

Sure do, sure do.
Roger, Charlie Baker.

[SPEAKS IN HINDI]

What an adorable
little girl.

She's a rug rat.

Let's go.
I must eat.

Oh, good, because
I've already planned
on fixing something.

No.

No, you already
made the coffee.

Good stuff.

Did you like that?Yeah.

Okay.

[DOOR OPENS]

[DOOR CLOSES]

Dr. W. Borden Tracer.
The infamous NASA analyst.

Tell me, Professor.
What does "W" stand for
in W. Borden Tracer?

William?

Willie?

Took you long enough
to get here.

I've been here
for two lousy days.

I came as soon
as I got the call.

It's your fault, Doctor.

You and your
lousy experiments.

Why don't you
just tell me
what happened?

Tell you?
I'm gonna show you.

Are you all right?

Wait.

Here, you gotta
look presentable. Gracias.

Here, take the keys.
Go find the parts for the RV.

SAMANTHA:
This is a cute
little place.

Ow.

Hey!Hey.

DAMON: Ever heard of
"excuse me," pal?

Hey!

Excusez-moi.Thank you.

Come on, Samantha.

Thank you.

Don't thank him.

I was about to pick
that guy up and throw
him out the window.

Then...

Then, I would've shot him.

[IMITATES g*n FIRING]

MICHAEL: Watch this.

[LAUGHING]

I know exactly
what he's doing.

It's James Cagney's dying
scene from White Heat.

It's nothing new.
He does it all the time.

DAMON:
Hey, Michael! Hey, order me
a hamburger, you pervert.

I love you, you're beautiful,
now get outta here.

Isn't this a nice place?

Oh, geez, I'm glad
I made reservations.

WELLS: Welcome to
the Motel Duarte.

Please.

You gotta excuse
the stench, Doctor.
Night service sucks.

Let me take
your bag, please.

I want you to meet
a friend of mine.

Lieutenant Lumpy,
meet Dr. Tracer.

Dr. Tracer,
meet Lieutenant Lumpy.

And now that we
got all the preliminaries
out of the way, Doctor,

why does the lieutenant
look like somebody

just crammed
a soccer ball
down his throat?

Lieutenant Green.

TRACER: Where did
you find him?

Right here.

He was sent down here
to find out why communications
with the research center

were suddenly cut off.

And I was sent down
to find out what happened
to the lieutenant.

I guess they would
have just kept on
sending guys down here

until they ran
out of personnel.

So, I thought it would
be better just to
call you directly.

Just give it to me
straight, Doc.

Will the lieutenant ever
play the piano again?

I've got the situation
well under control.

[SQUIRMING]

Fill me in
on this one, Doc.

Come on, give me
a f*cking break.

Are you all right?

[FOOTSTEPS PATTERING]

All right,
you wait right here.

WELLS: I can see from here,
from the expression
on your face,

that you've got the situation
well under control, Doctor.

[SPEAKING SPANISH]

[SPEAKING SPANISH]

Michael's.

Our amigo,Damon,

will be right back.

Right back.

Our amigo.

Damon.

Samantha, there's something
I've been kind of
wanting to ask you about.

Yes?

Uh...

All of us have
been together for
the last two weeks, right?

Ten days.

Right.

What, Michael?

When you look
at a guy like me,
what do you see?

I mean, from a
girl's point of view.

Oh, God,
what am I saying?

No, you're very
nice, Michael.

And good looking.

Well, both of you
are good, great.

Great looking, both.

Both.

Well, of course,
out of us,

girls seem to
warm up to him first.

You're very
handsome, Michael.

Thanks.

This town is nuts.

Why? What happened?

Well, I found the
parts store, right?

It was closed.

But there was this
old guy still inside.

Well, of course,
it's siesta time.

You see, it's a
tradition in Spain.

And many of the people,
they live right in
their own shops.

So, that's probably
why you saw
somebody in there,

even though
it was closed.

Thank you, Sam.

Can I continue now?

Yeah.

This old guy, right?

He's staring at me
with this weird grin.

Then, the window
completely shatters

because some idiot
has whizzed a tire iron
inches from my head.

The old guy,
he's completely
covered with glass,

with this one long sliver

stuck in his face.

He pulls it out

and looks over at me
with the same, weird grin.

So, you didn't
get the part?

No, I didn't
get the part!

I tore out of the store
as fast as these decathlon
legs would take me.

I vaulted the car that
was parked between me
and the dune buggy,

and landed
in the driver's seat.

And now I'm here.

Well, are you all right?

Sure.

Well, actually, no.

Oh, Damon.

Come on, it's just
a small scratch.

Yeah, but look.

[FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING]

Maybe it's
another tradition.

[SCOFFS]
Right.

The cook punches her out
in the kitchen so she can
bleed all over our food.

What is this stuff?

Especial del Dia?

Let's get out of here.

MICHAEL:
Look, I didn't touch
a bite of it, you did.

You mean because
I took one lousy bite,

I'm supposed to pay for
something you ordered
and didn't even want.

Yeah.I have to pay for your
breakfast plus half of Sam's.

Yeah.

[CAR BRAKES SCREECH]

DAMON: Jesus Christ!

What in hell is that?

TRACER: Welcome to the
NASA Research Center,
Captain Wells.

WELLS: Doesn't look like much
of a space center to me, Doc.

[LAUGHING]

[RAPID BEEPING]

[BEEPING GETS LOUDER]

[BEEPING STOPS]

Where the hell
is everybody?

I wish I knew.

AUTOMATED VOICE: Welcome to Level One, Dr. Tracer.

Level Five, please.

Now, that's cute.
What's her name?

Maybe she's got a sister.
Somebody for you, Doc.

AUTOMATED VOICE: You are now descending to Level Five.

Welcome to Level Five.

TRACER: It's open.
Someone's been inside.

WELLS: Something's
really wrong.

If you only knew.

If I only knew what?

Doctor, if I
only knew what?

What are these?

Don't touch it!

What is this?

Canisters from Sky-lab?

What the hell
are we dealing
with here, Doc?

I asked you a question.

We found living microbes
in the geological samples
taken from the moon,

from the Apollo 14mission.

They were dormant.

And what does Sky-lab
have to do with this?

Aboard Sky-lab, we hope
to study these microbes
in a safe environment.

Their effect on the test
animals were hideous.

WELLS: An alien?

We were so sure they
would have burned down
on re-entry.

And what about that
poor son of a b*tch
in the motel room?

Lieutenant Green,
once exposed,

only had 48 hours.

And what about me?

It's too late, isn't it?

Christ.

I can feel it.

You idiot.

You should've told...

I'm just another test rat.

You son of a b*tch.

You don't even
know what you're
dealing with here.

I can see it in your face.

Well,

look at your
test rat now,
Doctor.

I don't know
whether to blow
your brains out or...

Find yourself
another guinea pig.

[g*n FIRES]

[FABRIC RIPPING]

[SQUIRMING NOISES]

[GASPS]

Hey, you guys.
Come on, wake up!

Come on!

Hello.

Come on, wake up!

Hey, would you two
know that one out of
every eight people

are inflicted with
Elmer Fudd disease?

No, I didn't
know that.

Guess what?

[IMITATES ELMER FUDD'S LAUGH]

Can I have a kiss, please?

No.

No?

Well, then, I guess
a blow job is strictly
out of the question.

Damon! That was
really gross!

You know, I don't know
if you guys...

Nice one.

...have ever noticed,
but I happen to be a lady.

Come on,
he's just joking.

And you can
joke around
all you want,

but don't treat
me like...

Don't treat me like that!

What did I do?

I mean, I'm doing my part,
and I know that, that was
part of our agreement.

But it gives you no right
to treat me like some floozy!

A floozy?

[CHUCKLES]

Yeah, a floozy!

I'm going into town.
I wanna do some more
grocery shopping.

Yeah, then we're
going with you.

Oh, no we're not.
I'm going into town,
and I'm going alone!

Come on, door. Open!

[DOOR SLAMS]

I think you've gotta
be a little more
gentle with her, Damon.

I mean, I think
of her like she's a
little sister, you know?

Right. But,
then again, I know
your views on incest.

Hands off,
okay, Damon?

Hands off.

I've been doing all of this
stuff and you guys,
you don't even care!

[LAUGHING]

I knew it.

I knew it!

You tell me that
we'll ask her along.

She'll do our laundry,
she'll do the cooking.

All we have to do is
pay for half of her trip.

She'll take care of us.

She won't interfere
with our sex lives.

Well, you definitely
didn't want her to
interfere with my sex life.

You owe me, buddy.
You owe me for
half of her trip.

I'm gonna put the most
incredible moves on this
chick you've ever seen.

All right, fine.

Go ahead.

Some life-long
friend you are.

All right, give it
your best shot.

You always get the girl.

But we'll see
this time, buddy.

[HONKING HORN]

What is it?
What do you want?

You are in
great danger.

Please, I have
to talk to you.

What are you
talking about?

How long have
you been in town?

Oh, that's original.

Ciao,baby!

TRACER: Stop, please!
You don't understand!

Pickled...

Pickled pig's eyes.

[SHRIEKS]

Oh, God.

[ENGINE STARTING]

[SCREAMING]

Let me go!

Help me!

Someone, help me!

[ENGINE SPUTTERING]

Please start.

Get out of here.

What do you think
I'm trying to do?

Drive.

DAMON:
Hey, don't blame this
whole thing on me.

I've got her. SAMANTHA: Lighten up!

Tell her we're sorry.

You can have the dune buggy.Wait.

Let me out!

TRACER: You just be quiet and drive where I tell you.

There's gotta be a working phone somewhere in this town.

We don't have much time.

Why do you think the townspeople have been behaving the way they are?

SAMANTHA: Where does kidnapping me at g*n point rate in your books?

He's got Sam...

You know, my friends will be looking for me. TRACER: I hope so.

You and your friends and myself have all been contaminated.

But we still have time for a cure.

I've got to make contact with NASA.

Damn it, I lost her!

They're still here
and their lights are on.

I'm gonna ask him
if we can borrow his car.

You stay
by the radio,
all right?

All right.

Mr. Bodi!

Mr. Bodi!

Come on!

Mr. Bodi!

Come on.

What did they say?

They...

[VOMITING]

What is it, Damon?
You all right, buddy?

I can rig a fuel line
with their car.

Michael,

don't go over there.

[CHUCKLES]

DOLL: Hello. My name is talking Tina.

Hello. My name...

[SCREAMS]

SAMANTHA:
You've had this thing
on the whole time?

I don't understand you.

We will go to the motel.

There should be a main
switchboard there.

Maybe that one is working.

Pull over.Am I driving or are you?

Come on, let's go.
Get out of the car.

No.I sad let's go.
Get out of the car.

We don't have
much time. Let's go.

Ow!

SAMANTHA: You know,
you're parked in a red zone.

What's taking
you so long?

Okay. Try it now.

[ENGINE CHUGGING]

[ENGINE STARTS]

Hurry up, get in!

I got it.
Don't worry about me.

Damon, are you sure
this thing's gonna work?

Don't worry about me.
I got it. I got it.

Damon?

We can go now.

Let me go!

If I let you go,
I may not
find you again.

And you and your
friends will die.

You're crazy!

Hello? Hello?

Yes?

Yes?

Red Alpha alert.

No.

It's not a drill.

Don't you understand?
This is Dr. Borden Tracer.

Zero-zero-nine-nine-one.

No, I haven't notified
the Spanish government.

Don't you understand?
There isn't time!

[SCREAMS]

Let me out of here!

Help me out of here!

[SQUIRMING NOISES]

Please let me
out of here!

Please help me!

[SCREAMS]

TRACER: Come with me.

You had to pick
that room to hide in.

SAMANTHA: It was
the only one that
wasn't locked.

I've been trying
to tell you.

I hope Michael and
Damon are all right.

[MAN LAUGHING]

You trust me now?

Do I have a choice?

[CLATTERING]

Just wait here.

Samantha!

...the man. I'm
gonna k*ll you.

Damon, no!

[SCREAMS]
Oh, God!

You mean,
he's not the one
that kidnapped you?

Yes. No. He's...

Can I get up now?

I've got something
to show you.

TRACER: That's the
only road leading
in and out of Duarte.

The only road left.
Look at that.

There's no doubt
in my mind.

We've definitely entered
the twilight zone.

They're barricading us in.

It will spread so fast.

So far.

The entire population of
Europe will be wiped out
in a matter of weeks.

Yeah, but what's
gonna happen to us?

Damon, I don't believe you.
He just said all of Europe
will be wiped out.

And you wanna know
what's gonna happen to us?

b*tch.

Sorry.

What sort of disease
could cause this?

It's not a disease.

It's an alien.

It centers itself
in the stomach.

It uses the
DNA structure
of the host

like a supermarket.

Picking and choosing
the traits it needs
to develop itself.

The victims being invaded
have approximately 48 hours

before they become
psychopathic.

Then, the alien becomes
fully developed.

And is violently expelled.

Expelled.

Really?

I need one of
those canisters from
the NASA research center

for the antidote.

If we don't
get it soon,

it will be too late.

Well, let's say
we get the antidote.

How are we gonna
get out of here?

Weapons.
We need weapons.

Lots of weapons.

DAMON: Stop here!

MICHAEL: Why here?I saw this
place earlier.

I've got a good
feeling about it.

DOLL: Hello, my name is talking Tina.

SAMANTHA:
Damon, what was it?

I was just attacked
by a flying baby doll.

Well, what now?

DAMON: I'm impressed.

MICHAEL: Damon, take a look.
I think the rear of the camper
is barely sticking out.

DAMON: Yeah.
Nice job, Michael.

This should hold us.

I'll prepare
the serum here.

I've got to
go back to the
research center

and find the
Sky-lab canister.

Look, I'll go
and you stay here.

You can't do it.

I can run
the 100 in 10 flat.
What can you do it in?

Let him go.

I do need the
time to prepare.

You need this.

There are five
descending levels
to the research center.

Damon,

I gotta go.

So, that's your weapon?It's better than nothing.

Well, take it.

No, those things
scare me.Scare you?

We had target practice
everyday when we were
training for Vietnam.

We were in the
sixth grade and we
shot Red Rider BB g*ns.

It's the same principle.

Listen, take care
of yourself.

Okay?

Yeah.

Michael.

Please take this.

It's Tracer's.

You wouldn't try
anything stupid?

You'd better get back
in the RV, hon.

Hon?

See you.

I think they make
a cute couple.

Come on.
Give me a break.

Does anybody
tell her it was me
that fixed the RV?

No. But old Mikey is
the kind of a guy that
I mould my life after.

There's something you
should know, Samantha.

It was Damon who
fixed the camper.

Hey, it's no big deal.

He'll be all right,
won't he?

MICHAEL: ♪ I love a girl
named Samantha

♪ Oh, yeah

I see you.

Well, here I am,
Mr. Brave.

Who is most macho?

Charles Bronson,
Clint Eastwood or you?

[LAUGHS]

Okay, play.

You is most macho.

[INAUDIBLE]

[ENGINE SPUTTERING]

Kiddo.Oh, hi.

You know,

I really appreciate
you fixing the RV

and coming
after me and all.

You really think
we would've left you
out there by yourself?

Hey, come here.

I'm worried about him,
too, you know.

Ever since kindergarten,
we've been competing.

I was Greater Los Angeles
champ, and Michael...

Old Mikey...

He was Hollywood's
number one driver.

Everything from
tricycles to Jeeps,

dune buggies,
even a race car or two.

Hey, you'd better not
steal him away from me.

I don't know
what I'd do
without him.

You couldn't have
picked a nicer guy.

Well, I take that back.

There's probably just one
who's a little bit better.

You've both been
such gentlemen.

Yeah, what can I say?

You know, Sam,

everything that
Michael knows,
he learned from me.

So actually,
you've fallen in love
with my style, not his.

I hope it doesn't affect
you two in the future.
I mean, your babies.

[LAUGHS]

sh*t!

God, it's quiet
out there.

I wonder what
they're doing.

k*lling each other.

[SHRIEKS]

[SQUIRMING NOISES]

[SCREECHING]

[SQUIRMING NOISES]

[SCREECHING]

[MICHAEL SCREAMING]

Get off of me!

[GRUNTING]

[SCREECHING]

You can't climb up
the ladder, can you,
you little sh*t?

[SQUIRMING NOISES]

Oh, sh*t!

[g*n FIRES]

What?

AUTOMATED VOICE: The NASA research center

has entered into emergency destruct mode.

You have T minus 60 seconds to evacuate.

[ALARM SOUNDING]

The NASA research center has entered into emergency destruct mode.

You have T minus 30 seconds to evacuate.

No!

I've did it!
I've got it!

I've got the canister.

I did it! I've got it!
I got the canister!

I got it!

I gotta get out of here!

I did it! I got it!

Samantha,
what's your blood type?

"O" positive.

Damon?

"N" positive.

There's no
"N" positive, Damon.

Oh.

"O."

Now, Damon,
give Samantha
your r*fle

and come over here
so I can take a sample
of your blood.

Help yourself, professor.

Ouch.

[SHRIEKS]

[TIRES SCREECHING]

What's wrong?

What was it, Damon?

Whatever it was,
it's not there now.

Where's Michael?

He said it
wouldn't take long.

MICHAEL: Oh, no.
Not you again.

Okay, let's see if Hollywood's
number one driver can't lose
one lousy Fiat.

One incredibly
souped up Fiat.

That was Mikey!

He's got one
Fiat on his tail.

Come on, Mikey,
you can lose him!

Mikey happens
to be Hollywood's
number one driver.

Slime bucket.

Here he comes again.

Does he have
the canister?
Can you see?

DAMON: He's got
his thumbs up.SAMANTHA: Yeah!

He's got it. Yeah!

All right!

Hey, daredevil woman.
You wanna do this right,
let's take our clothes off.

[SHOUTING]

Now, take a fast look at what
Greater Los Angeles calls
the champ.

Hey, Hollywood.

Oh, man, you were looking
good out there, buddy.

I knew you
could do it.

Now, Damon,
grab the canister.
I need your help.

You've got blood
on your leg.

I'm not sure you should
touch me. This stuff is
pretty deadly.

Really?

Yeah.

Tracer's got
an antidote.

That's true.

It would've been real
bad for me down there
in that research center,

whole place
on self destruct.

I lost the card.
I couldn't get out.

How did you get out?

I did what any red-blooded
American hero would do.

Climbed up the
elevator shaft.

Wonderful.

Thanks.

And that Fiat
chasing me,

I think I handled
him pretty good.

Hollywood's
number one driver.

You know that?

Of course, Damon.

All of Greater
Los Angeles champ.

Uh-huh.

That was
very affectionate.

I know.

I'm glad you
know so much.

[CAR HORN HONKS]

How sweet.

We haven't
got all night.
Come on.

[SAMANTHA AND MICHAEL BOOING]

The antidote will work just
like the old tetanus shot

which initially was
just a horse serum.

Let's use myself as
an example of the horse.

Be careful.

TRACER: Years ago,
the horse
was injected

with the purest
strain of tetanus.

The alien developed
so rapidly

that it only takes about

20 seconds for the necessary
antibodies to develop
in their bloodstream.

Blood is taken
from the horse

and the serum is made,

which is then injected
into the patient.

Damon, you first.

I hate this
sort of thing.

Come on.

TRACER: That should do it.

Where's yours?

[WHOOSHING]

SAMANTHA:
What was that?

F-14s.

F-14s carrying napalm.

Is that why you needed
to make that call?

Saturation napalm
bombing, right?

Listen, you still have time.

Oh, God. Your nose.

Hey, wait!Damon!
Don't go out there!

Well, what do you think
happens to the horse after
he's injected with tetanus?

Tracer!

You could've
told us, Tracer.

Tracer, it's
not too late.

We can get you
to a hospital.

Tracer?

You know what I'll do to you
if you don't get of here!

Tracer, it's not too late.

Those jets are going
to destroy this town.

Come with us. Please.

Do you think I can
come with you?

Yes, of course you can.

We wouldn't
leave you here.

No, don't leave
without me.

Don't leave me alone!Tracer, get out
of the street.

Don't leave me here.

Tracer! Run!

No!

Damon! Come on,
let's get out of here!

God damn it!

I've had enough of this
bullshit. We're getting
the hell out of here.

Damon, it's the gas truck!

MICHAEL: Damon,
what are you doing?

Be careful!

Damon!What?

Yeah, let's see that son
of a b*tch try that again.

[CLICKS]

sh*t!

Damon?

Hold on,
we're going through!

Don't wait for me!

Just one tire.
That's all I want.

Damon, strap yourself in!

Just one...

Damon!

[WHOOPS]

Damon?

I love the smell of
napalm in the morning!

[LAUGHING]

[SPEAKING SPANISH]

[SPEAKING SPANISH]

[SPEAKING SPANISH]

SAMANTHA: It's Telly.

There's a small town
called Chinchon about
20 kilometers from here

that Samantha claims
is famous for having the
first bullfight in Spain.

Give me that.

Oh, God.

Oh, no.

[GRUNTS]

Michael!

Help me! Help!

Michael! Damon!

What a nightmare!
Sam, are you all right?

SAMANTHA:
Guys, get it off!

What the hell is that?

MICHAEL:
It's the same thing I saw
down at the research center.

I don't believe it!

Take it off!

MICHAEL: Come on, Damon. Go!

Go, Damon.
Put it in drive.
Let's get out of here!

SAMANTHA: Damon!Hurry, it's coming!

[ENGINE SPUTTERING]

Damon!

MICHAEL: Go, go!

How much longer to Madrid?

Not long.

It's all over now.

I'll say.

[CHUCKLES]

[LAUGHING]

[SQUIRMING NOISES]