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It Came From Beyond/Transcript
Grandma Thora finds Killer on her couch and sees the name on the collar.
Grandma Thora : Killer. Hm. That’s a mighty tough name for such a cute little thing.
Pal tells Kate and Amigo about his first encounter with Killer.
Pal: And then the Beast came at me, its giant jaws snapping, but I used the old tuck and roll… He demonstrates. …escaping just in time. Then Arthur came in.
Kate: Hh!
Pal: I, of course, ran to his defense, but when my back was turned, the beast struck…
Kate+Amigo: Hh!
Pal: … wounding me mercilessly. I dragged myself – hng, hng – to Arthur’s side and collapsed, hoping that my useless body might somehow shield my master from harm.
Kate: Poor Pal. Where did the dog bite you?
Pal: Left leg. I think I saw bone.
Kate: I can’t see anything
Pal: Oh. Must have healed.
Amigo: Buenos dias. Welcome to the neighborhood.
(Killer barks and bites Amigo's leg)
Amigo: (speaking Spanish) You (inaudible) monster!
(in front of the Molina family's house)
Dad: We're so sorry, Ramón. I'm glad Amigo's okay, but if there's anything you need, just let me know.
(he and his mother leave)
Dad: You've had the signs up for a week, Mom.
Pal and Amigo are standing on opposite sides of the garden fence and tugging on a bone.
Pal: I’m telling you, Amigo, this is my bone. I distinctly remember burying it.
Amigo: Then how did it get in my yard? This bone is mine. Killer comes by on Grandma Thora’s leash.
Killer: Hey, guys. I’m back.
Pal: Hh! This is it, old friend. The last stand. He let’s go off the bone. Amigo falls on his back.
Amigo: spits out bone: Phh! He walks up to Killer. So! You have the nerve to come back after what you did to my paw?
Pal: And my leg.
Killer: Oh yeah. I’m really sorry about that, but things will be different now. You see, I never really had a home before, but now…
Amigo: Don’t waste your breath. We don’t talk to biters. He and Pal walk away.
Killer: I’m not a biter. I mean, not really. Oh, come on. I said I was sorry.
Pal and Kate are playing in the sandbox. Killer comes with a ball.
Killer: E-hm. Excuse me. I have brought you something. Someone left it at the dog run. She pushes the ball towards Kate.
Kate: Oh what a pretty ball.
Pal: Stand back, Kate. It’s a trap. He pushes the ball back.
Killer: It isn’t a trap. I’m not getting much use out of it, so I thought you and Amigo might want it.
Pal: We have our own toys, thank you very much. Good day to you, madam.
Killer: (sighs) Well, I’ll leave it here in case you change your mind. She leaves.
Kate: Pal, maybe you should give Killer a second chance. She really is trying to be nice.
Pal: Kate, we pets have a saying: “You can’t teach an old person new tricks”. Well, the same applies to dogs. If I were her, I’d leave this neighborhood. She’ll never fit in. Killer hears him from the other side of the fence.
Nemo climbs a tree to get at a bird.
Nemo: Come to Nemo, my feathery bonbon. Just a little bit closer. He pounces, the bird flies away. Stupid wings! They take all the fun out of hunting.