(water splashing)
(panting)
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Johnny?
Oh, my God!
(gasps loudly)
(gasping breaths)
(coughs)
Are you okay?
(panting)
I found out...
I found out how the charm works.
It allows your mind to enter somebody else's body...
after... after you kill them.
Does Jerry have it?
Yeah. He's on his way to Don's house.
Let's go.
DON: I put too much time in on you to let you walk out.
Well, you can't force me to stay.
Where are you gonna go?
You're too cozy with this life.
You treat me like I'm one of your toys.
That's the way I am.
You'll just have to learn to roll with it.
(doorbell rings)
(persistent ringing)
(door creaks)
Well, if it isn't everyone's favorite lifeguard.
Hello, Jerry. Don.
Afraid my wife doesn't need any mouth-to-mouth tonight.
(door creaks)
What the hell are you doing?
(grunts, gasps)
(grunting, groaning)
He's dead.
Do it.
(whirring)
(panting, grunting)
(whirring stops)
Jerry?
Yes.
We're together now, finally.
(door opens)
We're too late.
(grunting)
(grunts)
(groans)
(electrical zapping, screaming)
I've got the charm! Come on!
(sobbing quietly)
(thunder crashing)
(phonograph powers up)
(slow ragtime jazz playing)
(mechanical creaking)
(chimes tinkling)
(thunder crashes)
MICKI: Jack, it's Micki.
Yeah, I'm, I'm fine.
So is Johnny.
Yes. Listen, Jack.
We got the charm.
Yeah, it was Jerry.
He's dead.
I'll tell you about it when I get home.
No, no, we're driving home tonight.
Be back in about, uh, four or five hours.
Yeah, we'll be careful, Jack.
Bye.
MICKI: All set?
That'll be $18.75.
(train whistle blowing nearby)
I hope you kids aren't thinking of going too far.
Why is that?
Well, there's a big storm on the way.
Police have issued a weather warning for the county.
This road doesn't have too many places you can stop at.
Well, it looks like we'll have to outrun it.
(chuckles)
(car engine starts)
Yin and Yang.
According to Chinese theory,
Yin is the passive force of the universe,
and Yang,
the active.
Female and male.
Well, excuse me.
I'm sorry.
I just have a lot on my mind.
You want to talk about it?
I'm just sick of people dying.
This body swapping--
it just brought back some memories.
I'm afraid I won't know the difference
between right and wrong.
Maybe there's a right time to use a curse.
There isn't.
Well, I'm hungry.
How about you?
I could use a cup of coffee.
(wind whistling)
(country music playing on jukebox)
Special's Salisbury steak.
Just coffee.
I'll, I'll have a cheeseburger, please?
Cheeseburger!
Supposed to be a storm
coming up.
Yeah, we heard.
Fun place.
Yeah. We're lucky they could squeeze us in.
Heard you ran out of chicken, Doris.
Where'd you get those?
Oh, we found them in our traps.
Probably wandered over from the Holloway farm.
Fry them up, Doris.
We'll wait.
(microwave timer beeping)
Ah. Strangers.
Passing through?
That's right.
Mm.
Are you kids married?
Yes.
Any little ones?
Uh-uh.
MIKE: Ah, that's too bad.
Man's got to have family.
Hey, you mind if we join you?
Uh, my name's Mike Negley.
This is my brother Eddie.
Micki.
I like that.
Like the mouse.
(laughs)
(soft chuckle)
(laughing goofily)
That looks good.
MIKE: Eddie!
He-he's a bit slow upstairs.
Doesn't know how to act sometimes.
Listen, we just want to pay the check
and get out of here, so...
I bet you do.
Why don't you hop into our truck.
Ride with us for a while.
Let's get out of here. Come on.
Now, you got a poor attitude, fella.
And people around here, we don't take kindly to poor attitudes.
You think you can just
walk out of here after assaulting my brother?
I'm afraid we're going to have to teach you a lesson.
What about her?
Yeah, we'll teach her a few, too.
WAITRESS: Break it up!
Okay, that's enough!
WAITRESS: Come on, smarten up, you two!
WAITRESS: Mike Negley, you get your brother and get out of here,
or I'll call the sheriff!
(groaning)
Okay.
MIKE: Okay.
Come on.
EDDIE: Ow.
(panting)
WAITRESS: You two all right?
You all right? Yeah.
We're okay. We're okay.
I'm sorry about that.
Those Negley brothers.
Always looking for trouble.
I'll get you another hamburger
and a coffee.
No, no. That's okay.
It's on the house.
It's the least I can do.
(sighs heavily)
There. That ought to fix them.
Let's go down to the crossroads and get us a bottle.
Party time.
Yeah, party time.
(howling)
You should be more careful who you pick fights with.
I mean, what if they'd had a gun?
What if they took you with them?
Okay, forget it.
(sighing)
It's just that I...
worry about you sometimes.
(engine coughing, dull thud)
What's wrong?
I don't know.
(engine coughing and popping)
We're going to have to pull over.
(engine sputtering)
(wind howling)
(starter cranking, engine stalling)
Ah, come on.
We're out of gas.
That's impossible.
I just filled it up.
(sighing)
Hand me, hand me the flashlight.
What is it?
What's wrong with it?
I popped the gas line.
Oh, great.
I guess I'll have to get some gas.
And I'm waiting here by myself?
That's up to you.
We should go back to the diner.
It's too far.
This road leads down to the interstate
a few miles ahead.
A few miles?
You okay?
I thought you said it was only a few miles.
I guess I was wrong.
So what else is new?
Look.
(thunder rumbling)
If they've got a gas can,
we're back in business.
(wind howling)
(thunder rumbling)
(knocking on door)
Hello? Anybody here?
(light switch clicking)
The power must be out.
Quite a menagerie.
Yeah.
Charming.
Look.
JOHNNY: Must be the owners.
Wonder where they are?
(door slams)
(wind howling)
Wind. (chuckles)
Yeah. (chuckles)
MICKI: They must have a telephone in here somewhere.
JOHNNY: Look at this place.
MICKI: Phew, what's that smell?
JOHNNY: Looks like someone's into a little home taxidermy.
MICKI: Phone!
It's dead.
Terrific.
(sighs)
Well, we can either go back to the car,
or we can stay here in the wild kingdom.
Yeah, let's build a fire.
And if the owners come home?
I'm sure they wouldn't mind.
I mean, they look like decent people.
Tell that to them.
(fire crackling)
It's okay.
I got it.
Is your mouth still sore?
Yeah.
Why don't you kiss it
and make it feel better, like in the pool?
That was business.
Don't get your hopes up.
Well,
once the storm passes,
we'd better find a phone.
Jack will be worried sick.
Yeah.
He's worse than my mother was.
Mine, too.
She's still alive?
Yeah. You didn't know that?
You never mentioned it before.
I guess there's a lot of things we've never talked about.
Looks like somebody ran out of gas.
Wonder where they could've gone?
Well, if I was them, I'd head for the nearest house.
And there's only one on this road.
Yeah.
(screaming): Yeah!
After Ryan...
(sighs)
I suppose it just seems easier not to, um,
not to get too close to people.
I know what you mean.
Maybe, someday,
after this is all over,
we could, um...
take the time.
Get to know each other.
(fire crackling)
Uh...
I guess I should get some wood.
Yeah, um...
I'll try and find some blankets.
(wind howling)
Johnny?
I haven't found anything yet.
I'm gonna check the attic.
(door squeaking)
What the hell?
(muffled scream) Please don't make me cut you.
(muffled whimpering)
Where's your hubby?
I-I don't know.
Uh, he went to find a phone.
Find him.
Start the generator.
Right.
When I saw you in the diner...
I knew I had to have you.
(scoffing)
The Fates must be smiling.
(door opens)
(generator starts running)
There we go.
(screams)
This is my family.
Come here.
Start the record.
Go ahead.
(flips switch)
(record player squeaking)
(scratchy '30s version of "Home Sweet Home" playing)
See?
Personally, I like doing people.
My brother, Eddie, likes doing little furry things.
We got traps all over.
I'm surprised you and hubby didn't step in one.
(door creaks open)
Hi. (grunting)
(grunting, groaning)
(glass breaking)
(Eddie grunting nearby)
Looks like Eddie found your old man.
Oh.
(rocking chair squeaking)
Um, if Ma asks, tell her you like her hair.
She's real touchy about her looks,
and she just got a perm.
(yelling)
(grunting)
(yelling)
(Johnny grunting, Eddie yelling)
(bones cracking)
(screaming in pain)
(Johnny pounding and banging)
(Johnny grunting and groaning)
(screaming in pain, pounding and banging)
(yelling)
(chuckling)
No...!
(Johnny's scream echoing)
This is Ma and Pa.
And that's Grandpa.
He was long gone when we started stuffing things.
But don't let on you notice.
Folks!
This is Micki.
Of course she likes your hair, Ma.
Ain't that right, Micki?
Ain't that right?
Yes.
Yes, it's... it's lovely.
Well, say hi to Grandpa.
You gotta get in close; he has trouble hearing.
No! Johnny!
(gasps)
What took you so long?!
I said, what took you so long?
I was looking at the wind.
Where's hubby?
He's in the garage.
He's dead.
(crying)
Party time.
(wind whistling)
(gasps)
Don't worry.
They really like you, I can tell.
Not like the last one.
Well, she whined a lot.
There's one thing that drives Pa nuts,
it's a whiner.
Hey, you want to meet her?
Show her Theresa, Eddie.
Eddie, I'm talking to you.
What?
Look, here, uh, clean yourself up.
Then I want you to introduce Micki to Theresa.
I don't think that'd be a good idea, Mike.
Why the hell not?
L-Let's just leave Theresa where she is.
What's the matter?
You like Theresa.
You like Theresa a lot.
All right, never mind.
I'll do it myself.
This is pretty smooth.
Hi, Theresa.
Let's dance.
(humming tune)
Never took a lesson in my life.
Ain't she a peach?
Stepped in one of our traps.
Me and Eddie, we never done a live person before.
We said, "What the hell?" and gave it a whack.
We'll do the same thing
to your husband now that he's dead.
Ain't that right, Eddie?
Ain't that right, Eddie?!
Yeah, that's right.
Yeah.
Well, skinning's the hardest part.
Then you gotta throw out all the insides.
Well, except for, uh, except for this.
'Cause you know what they say.
"Home is where the heart is."
Right?
What's your problem tonight?
Nothing.
I thought you wanted to party.
Hey, don't you go getting sweet on her.
She's mine.
You don't get her till after I'm done.
You got that?
Why don't you go work on hubby?
You know, it's a lot easier when they're still soft.
Get going.
I want to be alone with Micki for a while.
Mike...
can I be alone with her first?
No way, get your own!
Please, Mike.
Don't you think I...
I earned it?
All right.
I guess you're old enough.
But don't break anything, okay.
Thanks.
Yeah, yeah.
I'll give you 15 minutes.
You enjoy yourself, okay?
I'll be in the kitchen if you need me.
You okay? Did he hurt you?
(yelling)
EDDIE: No, Micki!
(groans)
Micki, listen to me!
(screaming)
I used the charm to enter Eddie's body.
It's me, Johnny!
It's true!
No! It's true.
Remember in the car?
I asked you if there was ever a right time to use an object.
Eddie jumped me in the garage.
I broke my leg, I couldn't move.
I had to use the charm.
I had to.
To protect you, Micki.
(screaming) It's me, Micki.
Johnny...
(Mike humming)
It's awful quiet up there!
Oh, Johnny, I'm sorry, I was-- I didn't know.
You're bleeding pretty bad.
I'll be okay.
I didn't want to try anything while you were still tied up,
but we have to get out of here.
Sneak out to the garage
so I can get back into my own body.
How? Mike's downstairs.
I know...
Where is he? I don't know.
Let's get the hell out of here.
(gasping): Sorry.
Just go.
Where's your body?
By the ladder.
Where?
It's over here.
Where the hell is it?
It was right by the ladder.
It's gone.
It can't be gone.
I left it right here.
I had a broken leg!
I couldn't have gone anywhere.
It can't be.
JOHNNY: What the hell happened to it?
Mike must have taken you somewhere.
Where?
(door creaking)
(door shuts and bolts)
Howdy, Mike.
What are you doing?
I just wanted to show her our workshop.
Yeah, sure.
I'm sorry, Mike.
I thought it would be okay.
I know what you were thinking, brother.
I always know what you're thinking.
And it's always stupid.
Especially this time.
You were gonna run away with her.
Wanted her all for yourself.
You never did like sharing, did you?
That's not true, Mike.
I just wanted-- I'd never do anything...
Do as you're told!
(Mike grunts, Eddie groans)
I'm the smart one here!
I'm the one with the brains!
Me! Not you!
That was a stupid thing to do, Eddie!
You saw what I did to Grandpa when he got me mad.
You don't want me doing the same thing to you, do you?!
(grunting)
(yelling)
(drops ax)
She's all yours...
after I'm done with her.
Micki!
Come back here!
Micki!
Johnny? Johnny?
MIKE: Micki?!
Where are you?
You moron, Eddie.
If she gets away, Grandpa will have you both
for checker partners.
(door closes)
(whimpering)
Johnny, come on, Johnny, please!
I found your body.
It's in the attic.
We've got to get you back there.
Where's Mike?
He's out looking for me.
I can't make it.
Yes, you can!
Micki, what if this guy's body drops dead on me?
Don't think about that.
That's it.
Micki?!
Come on home, Micki!
Hang on, Johnny.
Hang on.
Don't let him die on you.
(straining)
Johnny, hang on.
We're almost there.
The charm!
Where's the charm?!
Tell me where it is, Johnny.
What did you do with it?
Johnny?!
Is this what you're looking for?
It is kind of pretty, isn't it?
What'd you do to him?
Nothing. You beat him.
No, I always beat him.
He can take it.
Not this time.
(gun cocks)
(Micki screaming)
No...! (gunshot)
(gasping)
(grunting)
Okay, okay.
(grunting)
(whirring)
(bones cracking into place)
(gasping)
(sighing): Micki.
Oh, thank God.
(sniffles)
Are you all right?
I think so.
My leg!
It got healed in the transfer.
(sighs with relief)
What happened?
I stabbed him with his own knife.
Where's Mike?
It doesn't matter.
Let's get the hell out of here.
MICKI: Johnny.
Wait a minute.
What's up?
That old corpse, it was with him.
(yelling, gasping)
Party time!
(grunting)
(choking)
(screaming)
(gasping)
(moaning)
You bitch!!
Come on, let's get out of here!
(gasping)
Look, the truck!
Hurry!
I'm trying.
Hurry!
(starter cranking, engine stalling)
Hurry!
Johnny, look!
(yelling)
(engine stalling)
(screaming)
(bloodcurdling scream)
(sustained screaming)
I guess we'd better call Jack, huh?
Tell him we had car trouble
and fill in the details later.
All the details?
(laughing)
I'm hungry.
What about you?
Catch.
We're not stopping.
Hey, Micki, we never got the chance to finish our talk.
What talk?
The fireplace.
Well, we'll have plenty of time when we get home.
Yeah, right.