The Hills Have Eyes Part 2 (The Hills Have Eyes Part II)

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Bobby!

Bobby!

Kill him, Bobby!

Kill him!

Kill him!

Why are you doing this?

Bobby please don't leave me!

Why are you doing this?

What do you want?

I'll eat the brains of your kids' kids!

I'll eat the brains of your kids' kids!

I'll eat the brains of your kids' kids!

Why are you doing this?

Bobby don't leave me!

Don't leave me!

- Bobby don't leave me! - Why are you doing this?

Don't leave me! Don't leave me!

Then what happened?

Bobby come on. Don't hang on it. Just get it out.

You can't sit on this for the rest of your life.

It was the last chance we had.

They already killed my mother,

my older sister,

and kidnapped the baby.

And now the father,

he's coming after us.

My sister and I knew that we would die just like the others.

Unless we used our mothers body as bait.

To trap him.

Do it!

Ah!

Shit!

Ah!

He's alive!

Hold your nose! Hold your nose!

Get back there like I told you!

I'll get you!

Go on.

I'll get you!

Come on! Open the door.

Bobby don't leave me! Don't leave me!

Bobby, don't leave me!

Don't leave me!

Bobby, wait!

Kill him!

Kill him Bobby!

Bobby, don't go in there!

So he's dead, right?

I guess. We just left him there.

You know he's dead. You killed him.

You blew him to shit. Your sister axed him, you shot him.

Now, what does it take to convince you?

You didn't see that guy.

How tough he was.

He was a stupid psychopath.

You were able to trick him and kill him.

They all were. They were all beatable and you did it. You know it.

Look, it's alright for you to go to these races Bobby,

and it makes perfectly good business sense too.

Right?

Right.

Good. This new formula gas

of yours, is gonna be a big push to your career.

If you let the professionals see it, right?

Right.

I just keep having this urge to call up my team

and tell them the desert is too dangerous.

We shouldn't go out there.

Bobby, go thumb your nose at the desert. Alright?

The boogeyman's dead. And as for your racing team,

I think those kids can take care of themselves.

Don't worry about it.

It's now 6:12 AM.

You gotta be kidding. This early?

- Got cha! (Laughing) - Cass, what are you doing?

Shh. You wake my father you better say your prayers hot shot.

What is this?

I was gonna scare you, since you always feel my face first.

- Didn't work. - No?

- You're early. - Yeah I know.

I knew you wouldn't be ready, unless I dug you out.

And I brought you something.

- Thanks, Roy. - Uh-hmm

- So Roy? - Hmm?

Why are you wearing so many clothes?

It's cold out on the bike this early.

I said, why are you wearing so many clothes?

Well...

Listen we're gonna be late. We gotta be there in half an hour.

- Then we better hurry. - Yeah?

Hey! There ain't no foreign bikes allowed here.

- Just Yamaha's right? - Just Yamaha's.

Give me some room Cass. Excuse me just a second.

- We're gonna take care of this. - Come on.

Right now!

Hulk put me down, damn it!

- You're in there? - Yeah! I'm getting dizzy!

- I can't hear you. - Now, now!

Uh!

Can I have a sip of your soda, Hulk?

Yeah.

Hey. How did she know I had a cola?

She probably heard bubbles.

Keep your finger over the hole next time. Huh?

Ho, ho!

- My man Roy! - Foster!

- How you doin' Cass? - Pretty good.

Been to the beach this weekend? You got a great tan.

Yuck, yuck.

I love his white bred sense of humor.

Hey, she looks great!

- Is she ready to race? - Oh yeah.

How 'bout you?

Hey, I'm always ready.

I'll vouch for that.

Ew!

Hey, you got the gas tanks split. What the hell?

One sides for the best fuel the competitions got,

and the other's for Bobby's formula 2 super racing fuel.

Oh, in the middle of the race, you kick in Bobby's formula 2. Right?

You pull away so fast, the other guys get off their bikes,

to see why they're suddenly standing still.

I like it. I like it!

- Nothing like having an ace in the hole. - Right.

We got 50 gallons here. We're gonna pass them out as samples.

Bobby's gonna make a million dollars.

And then, we're gonna sell this formula

to one of the big gas companies. Am I right?

Alright. And we can kick back and race the rest of our lives.

Now that's bad!

Bad? Bad, for sure!

Anybody seen Harry?

Uh-oh...

think I hear him.

Cass.

You called it.

Yee-Haw!

- Primo entrance. - Is he dead?

- Could be arranged. - Did you see that?

Vroom!

I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

I bet the girls I could beat 'em here.

- I did too! - Woo!

You cheated Harry!

You cut through that other guys yard.

Yeah, so what?

I feel like I just fallen off three flights of stairs in a trash can.

Hey Sue. How are you?

Hi, Rachel. How are you?

- Hi, Rachel. - Hi kids.

- Bobby is ready to hit the desert? - Roy, can I see you a second, please?

What's up?

Bobby's not feeling so hot today.

I've never seen him this bad.

I come back for you later girly.

It's okay baby doll.

Hey Bobby, you okay?

Sure.

Look, I can't make it today.

I can not go out in the desert.

Maybe none of you should go today.

No wait. That's just not gonna do.

Not after all your work.

Not after Rachel and Foster's problems on the new gas.

Hey, we'll do it ourselves then. No sweat.

I'll go Bobby.

I know the way and I can take care of the business for both of us.

- Sure? - I'm sure.

If I could make it today.

God damn.

If it wasn't so close to that other place.

It's gonna be alright.

It's gonna be alright.

- This is it. - This is where?

This is where we're gonna get our entrance fee.

Hi Mrs. Wilson. How'd it go?

Ah! Extremely well, extremely well.

Oh he's quite a specimen. Quite a specimen!

- He has a mind of his own too. - (Chuckles) Yeah.

Well, here you go.

Thank you. Fantastic.

Where is that old gigolo?

Oh please. Don't you call him. I'll get him.

400 smackers boys and girl!

- For what? - The Beast!

- Way to go Beast! - Hey Beast!

Don't call him! Don't whistle!

- Beast! - (Whistle)

- C'mon Beast! - Yea!

- (Chatter Continues) - (Various Dogs Barking)

See you next time Mrs. Wilson!

(Monstrous) There's a legend around these here parts.

It ain't no pretty tale.

But it's supposed to be true.

(Childish) Oh no Uncle Harry,