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Did you hear me when I told you they
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Oh, hell! Any good five men could do
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That's my point! There's not going to be
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thirty, maybe a hundred of those things,
and as soon as they find out we're here, this |
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place'll be crawling with them! |
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Well, if there's that much, they'll
probably get us wherever we are. |
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REPORTER: |
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Are they slow-moving, chief? |
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Yeah, they're dead. They're all messed
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REPORTER: |
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Chief, if I were surrounded by eight or
ten of these things, would I stand a chance with |
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them? |
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Well, there's no problem. If you have a
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to kill 'em. If you don't, get yourself
a club or a torch. Beat 'em or burn 'em. They go |
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up pretty easy. |
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SHERIFF: |
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Good shot! OK, he's dead; let's go get 'im.
That's another one for the fire. |
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SHERIFF: |
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Put that thing all away on the fire! We
don't want it getting up again! |
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SHERIFF: |
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All right, Vince, hit him in the head,
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NEWSCASTER: |
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Reports, incredible as they may seem,
are not the results of mass hysteria. |
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BEN: |
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Mass hysteria? What do they think, we're
imagining all this? |
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NEWSCASTER: |
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All persons who die during
this crisis from whatever cause will come back to life to seek
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human victims, unless their
bodies are first disposed of by cremation. |
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