[THEME MUSIC PLAYING]
[CRICKETS CHIRPING]
[FATHER SIGHS]
[EXCLAIMING IN ANNOYANCE]
[UTENSILS CLATTERING]
Honey, it's family hour,
there must be something on.
DAUGHTER: Oh, wow, Candied Critters!
[FATHER EXCLAIMS]
Oh, great. It's Monsters, our favorite show!
[MONSTROUS LAUGH]
[SHUSHING]
It's starting.
[MONSTROUS LAUGH]
[FATHER CHUCKLES]
[FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING]
[ROCKS RUMBLING]
[HAMMERING LIGHTLY]
[MAN SCREAMS]
[MONSTER ROARING]
[SCREAMING STOPS]
MAN: Look, Ms. Atkinson,
we're not trying to cause you trouble.
Yeah, these jobs take a little longer
because it's hard to dig through this rocky soil.
Yeah, that's why we're getting started early today.
Gerry's down there already.
Yeah and we didn't get paid overtime for this.
Look, I'm just the supervisor, okay?
All I know is I'm paying you guys to finish this job
by the end of the weekend. [GASPS]
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING]
Gerry!
Get him with me, Joe. Come on!
Okay, Joe, give me a hand. Come on.
I got him. I got him.
[BOTH GRUNTING]
What the hell happened to him?
That looks like he was burned to death.
But what did it?
What could've burned his face like that?
Beats the hell out of me.
Hey, lady,
this job just got a lot more complicated
and a lot more expensive.
And whatever it was came out of that hole.
Maybe we should call the police.
Yeah, I think you're right.
That light in there,
I wonder what's causing it.
Looks like some kind of foxfire, maybe.
You know, back home,
I used to see logs that looked like they was on fire with them.
Don't go in there, Phil.
Don't worry about me, lady.
I can handle myself.
Hey, not that one. That's mine.
What the hell difference does it make?
When you've been down this muck as long as I have, Phil,
you get sentimental about certain things.
I've had this pick for nearly 30 years.
She and me, we work well together.
Okay. [CHUCKLES]
Okay, fine.
Christ, Gerry's dead, we're arguing over picks.
Hey, you're one crazy old cooch, yo.
[MYSTERIOUS MUSIC PLAYING]
He's got something in his hand.
[GRUNTS SOFTLY]
It's gold.
You sure?
I ain't seen a lot of gold in my life.
But I know what it looks like.
Now, he found it in there.
Maybe there's more. Give me the flashlight.
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING]
What do you see?
Something glittering.
Looks like another coin.
Here.
I'm gonna check it out.
No, don't.
Look, why not?
Joe, there could be a fortune in there.
Are you forgetting that whatever killed Gerry's probably in there too?
[CHUCKLES] No, I... I ain't forgetting.
As long I got ol' Betsy here,
I ain't too worried either.
You're crazy to crawl through that hole
till we know for sure what's in there.
Look, I already know for sure one thing that's already in there, old man.
Gold.
And that's the only reason I need to check it out.
Now, you two telling me you ain't interested in buried treasure?
[OMINOUS MUSIC PLAYING]
[WATER DRIPPING]
What do you think is in there?
Gold.
Something that burns a man to death.
[EXCLAIMS] It's crazy.
Oh, man.
[CHUCKLES]
I'm rich.
[EXHALES]
Boy, what a hell of a way to make a living.
You've been doing this a long time, haven't you?
Going on nearly 30 years.
I've probably dug halfway across this country
if you put it all together.
Yeah. Sometimes I feel the same way.
Only instead of digging through rock,
I dig through paper work. [SIGHS]
Tons of it.
My name's Sherrie, by the way.
You know, people weren't meant to work underground.
We belong in the sunlight, fresh air.
You know, there are other things better suited for caves.
Like what?
My grandmother was from the old country.
You know, I remember the old legends and stories
she used to tell me about elves and fairies.
And trolls.
Trolls?
[SCOFFS] That's a myth.
That... a fairy tale.
If you say so.
[CHUCKLES SOFTLY] Yeah.
[GROWLING]
[DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING]
[MONSTER GROWLS]
Who's there?
[GROWLING]
[THUDS]
Hah! Come on, dirtbag.
Whoever you are.
[SCREAMS]
What was that?
I don't know.
[PHIL SCREAMING]
[YELLS] Phil!
Oh, my God!
What are you doing?
I gotta try to help him.
Phil?
[TROLL GROWLING]
[GASPS]
[GRUNTS]
Phil?
[FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING]
[SCREAMS]
[PHIL GRUNTING]
[BOTH GRUNTING]
Don't go near the hole.
But Joe's still in there.
[TROLL GROWLING]
[TROLL GRUNTS]
[SCREAMS IN PAIN]
It's burning my foot!
[SCREAMS]
[CRACKLING]
[PANTS]
[GROWLS]
You gonna be all right?
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
I think we better get out of here.
But listen. Listen I was right.
There is treasure in there. Look.
I'm telling you. It could be ours.
All of it!
You're nuts!
You can't get that with that troll guarding it.
Troll? [CHUCKLES]
You're trying to tell me that thing's a troll in there?
Damn straight it is.
Burnt your arm, didn't it?
According to legend, a troll's blood is boiling hot.
A troll holds treasure underground.
It uses it to lure people into its lair.
So?
So, okay, what if it is a troll?
There's gotta be something trolls are afraid of.
There is.
Sunlight.
And iron can kill 'em.
No, that... that ain't gonna work, Joe.
I used mine on the bastard, didn't even feel it.
But your pick's new.
It's made out of steel.
I told you I've had this nearly 30 years.
It's good solid iron.
Well, that's great.
Then let's go get the gold.
Come on, Joe.
You wanna die with a pick in your hand,
or a champagne glass?
You've been down in this muck for 30 years,
you should take it out of here.
You.
You wanna be the boss' errand girl your whole life?
Having to come down here and tell us to work harder
'cause he doesn't wanna get his shoes dirty?
No way.
Well, then, uh...
you stick with me.
[COINS JINGLING]
You can open up your own business.
Oh, what is the matter with the two of you?
It's as easy as winning the lottery.
Now all we gotta do is go in there and get it.
But what about the troll?
Well, there's gotta be something here
that'll keep that little creep out of our hair.
Wait till he gets an eyeful of this.
[TROLL GROWLING]
Come on.
Let's get it.
[TROLL GROWLS]
It worked. Come on. It's all right.
Come on.
[JOE GRUNTS] All right.
PHIL: Careful, now.
It's up here.
Okay, keep your eyes open.
It's right up here.
Come on.
Take a look at that.
Huh? What'd I tell ya?
[TROLL GROWLING]
PHIL: Let's go. Let's get out of here.
[GROWLING]
This way.
Okay. Okay.
Come on. Here you go.
Okay.
[JOE GRUNTS]
We did it.
What'd I tell you? We're rich!
I can't believe that we pulled it off.
Yeah, well, I'm just glad we got out of there alive.
Come on, hurry up. Let's get this up the stair.
[RUMBLING] What's that?
It's caving, move back.
[PHIL EXCLAIMS]
[COUGHING]
How the hell did that happen?
JOE: How you think it happened?
The troll. It's trapped us.
You're crazy.
How could one little critter cause a cave in like that?
You still don't get it, do ya?
This is his turf!
He can do anything he wants down here.
We better block up that hole with something.
[GRUNTS]
Help me!
JOE: What...
[ALL GRUNTING]
[GROWLING]
It's not gonna happen.
I'm not gonna let that little monster cheat me out of this treasure.
Forget the treasure. We're looking to get out of here alive.
No way I'm forgetting it.
Not after all I've gone through to get it.
SHERRIE: Argue about it when you get out of here.
Hey, lady... Phil, you got us into this,
now get us out of it.
[GRUNTS]
I gotta catch my breath.
It's our fault, in a way.
What are you talking about?
This mess we're in.
We brought it on ourselves.
Well, just how did you figure that?
That thing trapped us here.
No, he put the gold down here to lure us into the cavern.
But we had a choice!
We could've said no!
Yeah, well, I'll worry about that a lot
after I get out of here.
Now, break's over, old man. Come on, back to work.
[TROLL GROWLING]
[SCREAMING IN PAIN]
Do something!
Joe, come on. Come on, you're gonna be okay.
[JOE GROANING IN PAIN]
Okay, you bastard.
You wanna play hardball?
Come on!
[TROLL GROWLING] [RUMBLING]
[YELLS]
[INTENSE MUSIC PLAYING]
[ROARING]
[GRUNTING IN PAIN]
[SCREAMS IN PAIN]
[COUGHS]
[SCREAMS]
[SCREAMING]
[STOPS SCREAMING]
[CRIES]
[GRUNTING]
[PANTING]
[SCREAMS]
No!
[TROLL GROWLING]
No! [SCREAMING]
[SCREAMING]
[TROLL SCREAMING IN PAIN]
Do we get overtime for this?
[PANTING]
[THEME MUSIC PLAYING]