Creepshow

We're under attack!

Run, run, run, run!

Come on, Brendan, get up! Get up!

Anyone not dead, fall back!

Quist, come on!

Head for that building!

Run, run, run!

Move it!

Move, move, move!

Clear!

- Doc, Rivers, cover those windows.

Quist, cover our tail with Doc.

- Stay low. Watch for a second wave.

Doc, anyone out there?

- Negative. Nothing moving over here.

Looks like we lost 'em.

Stay sharp, people.

- Cap, what about Glenn and Denards?

Shouldn't we go back? Or at least--

Glenn and Denards are dead, Rivers.

We're all that's left of B Company.

We're on our own.

Tell you what.

This whole freaking mission has been

a goddamn shit sandwich since Normandy.

We got Krauts to the left.

Freaking minefields to the right.

How you gonna get us out of this one, Talby?

- Captain Talby. - Whatever, wiseass.

- I'm thinking about it. - Really?

That makes me feel a whole lot better...Captain.

What the hell is this place supposed to be anyway?

- It appears to have been a local police station.

- Looks like they had some trouble, too.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

What the fuck happened here?

Jesus.

Ooh!

Dear God.

Hey, we got a man down.

We got a couple of 'em.

Oh, would you look at this shit on my boot, man?

So sorry, sir. I'm so sorry. I just--

You goddamn baby.

What the fuck's the matter with you?

Leave him be, Quist.

- This piss tank just yacked all over my foot.

And I said leave him be.

Stop being an asshole for two seconds.

Oh, I'm being the asshole?

No, Bugs Bunny's the asshole.

Of course you are.

- Gentlemen, this is the last thing we need right now.

Hail Mary full of grace.

What happened here?

- Captain, his throat's slashed.

He can't talk.

He's dead.

Boo fucking hoo.

Hey, Rivers, you wanna light a candle for him?

Hans.

You foolish, foolish boy.

How could my...only son...

allow this?

You have dishonored the Schmelzgerat name.

But I will find these American dogs

responsible for this.

And they--

they will suffer...greatly.

Sir?

What are we gonna do?

We got a map here.

- Hail Mary full of grace, the Lord is with thee.

Bless--

- Village of 10 kilometers.

We're near Le Monge.

- Yeah, yeah, yeah, hey, that's our rally point.

Alright, we make it there, our asses our saved. We gotta go.

- Hell ya. Prepare to move out.

Jesus!

Jesus, man.

You shot a civilian, Rivers.

She grabbed me.

I didn't know anybody was in there.

I'm--I'm so sorry, ma'am.

I didn't mean--

- Captain, she'll bleed out if I don't get in there soon.

- Find the keys. They must be around here somewhere.

- Whoa, whoa, whoa, Cap, Cap, listen to me.

Every goddamn wienerschnitzel in this whole goddamn

German army would have heard that shot.

- Ah! - We gotta am-scray now.

- You wanna get out of here, find the keys.

I can't find them.

I--I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

Sorry.

They're in the jail!

Oh my God.

Get those keys, Rivers.

I can't. They're too far.

Here.

Snag 'em with this.

Listen, Talby.

Listen to me, we're good as dead if we stay here,

and you know it.

- Button your lip, Sergeant, or I'll button it for real.

I got 'em!

I got 'em!

No!

- No! no! No! - It's okay.

Help me hold her down!

Christ, she's strong.

Doc, what is she saying?

- "Don't kill me. Go away, I think."

- She might also be saying, "Go away or I'll kill you."

- Kill us? - This is crazy, man.

She's gonna give away our position.

Fuck this!

Quist, put that gun away!

I don't think so, Tommy.

Either way I'm getting killed over some fog bitch.

No!

Ah!

You guys are all a bunch of goddamn lunatics!

What happened to you, Quist?

You used to be someone I could trust.

War changes a man.

Bastard!

Sorry, boys.

Come back here, Quist!

- Can't risk a bullet in the back.

Quist!

Quist!

Quist!

Shit!

- Captain, what are we gonna do?

- I'll get us out of here, Rivers, come hell or high water.

I promise.

Captain, come here.

She not gonna make it, Doc?

My God.

What are you?

- "I locked myself in this cage."

I cannot die.

- The curse make me do so many bad things.

I kill people.

Kill--

--children.

No more death.

No more killing.

Please just let me die.

Loup garou!

Lugaroo?

Loup garou.

It means...wolf man.

Or wolf woman.

- She wasn't trying to grab me before.

She wanted my cross.

"Please just let me die."

It's silver.

Attention, American soldiers!

We know you are inside.

My men have the building surrounded.

Perfect timing.

- I will be, as you Americans like to say, to the point.

One of you...killed...

my only son today,

who causes all of you will die!

But I am a man of honor, and so I offer you a choice.

If...you come out now unarmed and accept your fate,

your death will be quick and painless.

But if you force me to risk the lives of my men...

to expel your filthy hides...

you will die in unimaginable...

agony.

I await your response.

Damn.

Here, ma'am, take it.

It'll do you more good than it did us.

Hold up.

- But before you die, we need you to do something for us.

- This is Captain Lawrence Talby

of the United Stated Army.

And I've considered your offer.

What is your answer,

Captain Talby of the United States Army?

Let me be to the point!

If you want our filthy hides...

come in here and get 'em!

Good.

That is good.

We are going in.

Attack at sundown.

Hurry, let her do it.

Deploy smoke grenades.

Thank you.

You...

- I don't feel any different.

- What if it ain't gonna work on us?