Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Damn it. l am going to kick his ass.
Everybody we know between here and Bixby is already dead.
Throw the bomb.
Git.
What the hell you use if for?
l might have to bag the whole semester.
Burt, they're under the ground. They're under the ground.
They're pulling our chain.
You guys know how to pole vault?
Oh, sure, Earl. Everybody knows about them.
Jim.
Give me that stupid thing.
Oh, Jim.
Oh, hell, man, no one ever saw anything like this.
Listen, they only respond to vibration, right?
Selene About To Do Something Stupid I've Got a God Damn Plan
Carmine?
Something’s got me!
and see if they went into Bixby or not.
We killed it.
- Could it have been coyotes? - No way.
We still have to make it to solid rock. There's got to be some way.
You're welcome.
Get ready.
But here's one three miles away
especially on this rock, it's a perfect conductor.
Way to go, Val.
Where the hell's your truck?
Nope. Just one.
Why do you keep asking me?
Shit. lt's been waiting here all this time?
What in the name of....
Just hurry. Burt, Heather, what are you doing up there?
if it came up and bit him in the ass.
Or a goddamn tank.
we'd quit being hired hands....
Come on, baby.
Well, l am a victim of circumstance.
That Cat can pull anything.
just to get up that jeep trail.
Hey. Hey, check this out.
Graboids!! That's it, graboids!!
I found the ass end
Run.
Oh, man. Already?
Repeat, two more motherhumpers.
We'd need 50 of those bombs.
Are you serious? Old Fred's dead?
Yeah.
Come on.
Walter, forget the damn name.
They sense the slightest vibration through the ground.
Ong
I found the ass end!
Hey, it's Val and Earl.
We have got to set our sights a little bit higher.
and you got to get the police up here.
Yeah, must be.
You and Val drive the truck up to the mountain,
ass that won't quit and legs that go all the way up.
They come up from underneath the ground and they grab you.
We're heading for Bixby permanent.
l think l have an idea.
Walter, those scumsuckers ate our radials.
Of course, that's a hell of a long walk.
Okay, $15.
Yeah.
No, l can't. l can't.
Come on, honey. Don't look so afraid.
Yeah, well, actually seismology.
Stampede.
Don't touch.
There it goes.
Eels live in the water, don't they?
Well, don't then. You don't want to fall in.
You and Heather get up on your roof.
God damn. Praise the Lord.