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: I know you gentlemen have been through a lot, but when you find the time, I'd rather not spend the rest of this winter TIED TO THIS FUCKING COUCH!
: The generator's gone. MacReady
: Any way we can we fix it? Garry
: It's "gone", MacReady.
: [as to MacReady's blood test...
] This is pure nonsense. Doesn't prove a thing. MacReady
: I thought you'd feel that way, Garry. You were the only one who could've got to that blood. We'll do you last.
: My God, what was happening to him? MacReady
: If it had more time to finish, it would have looked and sounded and acted just like Bennings! Garry
: I don't know what you're saying. MacReady
: That was one of those things out there trying to imitate him, Garry. C'mon. Garry
: MacReady, I know Bennings. I've known him for ten years. He's my friend. MacReady
: We gotta burn the rest of 'em.
: 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?
: You reach anybody, yet? Windows
: Reach anybody? We're a thousand miles from nowhere, man, and it's gonna get a hell of a lot worse before it gets any better!
: 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.
: Blair... he got back inside and blew the generator. In six hours, it'll be 100 below in here! Garry
: Well, that's suicide! MacReady
: Not for that Thing. It wants to freeze now. It knows it's got no way out of here. It just wants to go to sleep in the cold until the rescue team finds it. Garry
: What can we do? What can we do? MacReady
: Whether we make it or not, we can't let that Thing freeze again. Maybe we'll just warm things up a little around here. We're not gettin' outta here alive. But neither is that Thing.