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: Fire's got the temperature up all over the camp. Won't last long though. MacReady
: Neither will we. Childs
: How will we make it? MacReady
: Maybe we shouldn't. Childs
: If you're worried about me... MacReady
: If we've got any surprises for each other, I don't think we're in much shape to do anything about it. Childs
: Well, what do we do? MacReady
: Why don't we just... wait here for a little while... see what happens?
: You're gonna have to sleep sometime, MacReady. MacReady
: I'm a real light sleeper, Childs.
: Somebody in this camp ain't what he appears to be. Right now that may be one or two of us. By spring, it could be all of us. Childs
: So, how do we know who's human? If I was an imitation, a perfect imitation, how would you know if it was really me?
: I don't know. Thousands of years ago it crashes, and this thing... gets thrown out, or crawls out, and it ends up freezing in the ice. Childs
: I just cannot believe any of this voodoo bullshit. Palmer
: Childs, happens all the time, man. They're falling out of the skies like flies. Government knows all about it, right, Mac? Childs
: You believe any of this voodoo bullshit, Blair? Palmer
: Childs, Childs... Chariots of the Gods, man. They practically own South America. I mean, they taught the Incas everything they know. Garry
: So, come on now, MacReady, Norwegians get ahold of this... and they dig it up out of the ice. MacReady
: Yes, Garry, they dig it up, they cart it back, it gets thawed out, wakes up - probably not the best of moods - I don't know, I wasn't there! Nauls
: [skates in with ripped long johns
] Which one of you disrespectful men been tossing his dirty drawers in the kitchen trash can, huh? From now, I want my kitchen clean, all right? Germ free! Childs
: So how's this motherfucker wake up after thousands of years in the ice? George Bennings
: And how can it look like a dog? MacReady
: I don't know how. 'Cause it's different than us, see? 'Cause it's from outer space. What do you want from me? Ask him!
[motions to Blair
: You buy any of this Blair?
: [arguing about letting MacReady back inside
] Let's open the door. Childs
: Hell no! Windows
: Do you think he's changed into one of those Things? Palmer
: He's had plenty of time. Childs
: Nothing human could have made with back here through this weather without a guide line. Palmer
: Let's open the door now! Childs
: Why are you so anxious to let him back in here, Palmer? Palmer
: Because it's so close! Maybe it may be our best chance to blow it away! Childs
: No! Let's just let him freeze to death out there! Windows
: Childs, what if we're wrong about him? Childs
: Well then, we're wrong!
: [throwing a fit in the radio room
] You guys think I'M crazy! Well, that's fine! Most of ya don't know what's goin' on around here, but I'm damn well sure SOME of you do! MacReady
: Christ! Childs
: He got most of the chopper and the tractor, and he's killed the rest of the dogs. MacReady
: [as Garry advances with his gun
] Garry, wait a minute, wait a minute. Now, Childs, go around to the map room door. Talk to him. Childs
: Norris, get a table from the lab. Dr. Blair
: [still smashing up the radio room with an axe while yelling
] D'ya think that thing wanted to be an animal? No dogs make it a thousand miles through the cold! No, you don't understand! That thing wanted to be US! If a cell gets out, it could imitate everything on the FACE OF THE EARTH! AAAAND NOTHING can stop it! Childs
: [appearing in the map room doorway
] Okay, Blair. Come on, man, you don't wanna hurt anybody.
[Blair whips a pistol out and shoots at Childs but misses
] Dr. Blair
: I'LL KILL YOU!
[fires more shots
: [facing a silent group
] Anybody seen Fuchs? Somebody blew out a fuse in the lab. Lights where out in there for an hour; any ONE of us coulda gotten to him. All right, we gotta find him. Nauls, why don't you come with me and we'll look outside. Palmer, you and Windows check the inside. Palmer
: I ain't going with Windows. I ain't goin' with 'im. I'll go with Childs. Windows
: Hey, fuck you, Palmer! Palmer
: I ain't goin' with you! Childs
: Who says I want you goin' with ME? MacReady
] ALL RIGHT, CUT THE BULLSHIT!
: Windows, you come with us. Norris, you stay here. MacReady
: [referring to Garry, Clack & Doc tied to the sofa
] Any of them move, you fry 'em. You hear anything - anything at all - you cut loose on the sirens. We all meet back here in twenty minutes - REGARDLESS! And everybody watch whoever you're with... real close.
: [Bennings rushes into Childs room
] Childs, Mac wants the flamethrower! Childs
: Mac wants the what? George Bennings
: That's what he said. Now move! Childs
: [Childs tucks in his shirts and grumbles
] Damn it!
: I don't know about Copper... but I give you my word I did not go near that blood!
[Garry lowers his gun and places it on a crate
: But I guess you'd all feel a little easier if somebody else was in charge. Norris, I can't see somebody objecting to you. Vance Norris
: [after a pause; nervous tone
] I'm sorry fellas, but I-I-I'm not up to it. Childs
: [goes for the gun
] I'll take it. Clark
: [pulls out his knife
] Like hell you will! MacReady
: [takes the gun
] It should be somebody a little more even-tempered, Childs.
[Holding the others at bay with a flamethrower, MacReady tosses a coil of rope amongst them
: What have you got in mind, MacReady? MacReady
: A little test. Windows, you and Palmer tie everybody down real tight. Childs
: What for? MacReady
: For your health!
: He ain't tyin' ME up. MacReady
: Then I'll have to kill you, Childs. Childs
: Then kill me.