Creepshow 2

Sam Whitemoon: Go ahead, boys. Take what you want. Ray Spruce: Wait a minute. You… you can't just come in here and— Sam: Shut up, white eyes. Just shut the hell up. Or else I'll have to shove something into your mouth to keep you quiet. Andy Cavanaugh: [holding a small drill in his own hands] Hey, Sam. Why don't we shove this in his mouth? Fatso Gribbens: No! Shove this in his mouth! Heep big! [laughs maniacally] Ray: [to Fatso Gribbens] You're disgusting! [to Sam Whitemoon] Sam Whitemoon, you're a disgrace to your own people! Sam: I said shut up, old man. Ray: Your Uncle Benjamin was just here; he's one of the best men I know. It's hard to believe that the same blood flows in your veins. Sam: Well, I guess you don't hear so good, ape-face. [threatens Ray with his own shotgun] I said shut up!! We're just here to do a little shopping, that's all. We didn't get everything we needed the last time we were in. You asked us to leave. Remember, old man? Ray: You were stealing things! Sam: [sc

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Mr. Haig: Here's your package, Billy. COD. 9 dollars and 99 cents. Quite expensive for a toy ordered out of a funny paper. Billy: Creepshow is not a funny paper. And this is no toy. Mr. Haig: Well, what is it then? Billy: It's a Venus flytrap bulb. Mr. Haig: A Venus what bulb? Billy: Venus flytrap. It's a plant that eats meat. [growls] Mr. Haig: All that stuff's a jig. Those are probably just petunia bulbs. Billy: I don't think so, Mr. Haig.

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