Frankenstein Created Bikers (2016)

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Someone order a party?

Ask the sweet trim which way she goes?

I can go any direction but for today...

You headed to the hole or just burning gas?

You know the drill. Gas, grass or...

Oh I got two of the three and I don't want
to ride for free.

The real question is... can you handle it?

The captain grants you permission to climb
aboard and you better hang on...

Tight?
Yeah, I don't dissapoint.

Ladies and germs we have
reached our destination

and it's time for your
pilot to jump in a lake.

Feels like I'm wet already.
If you catch my drift.

Why did we pick up the white gash?

Yeah, you know what they say...

Scratch a pussycat and you end up
with a full time job.

I think she's cute and that
kitty ain't looking for a home.

Nah, she is wild. Seduce and destroy
that one. We all got a shot.

C'mon buzzkill, you stole my freedom
so let's make a dent in the tent.

I'm going to put something in your mouth.

I prefer meat in the seat.

Mouth first lady, I'm
munching like a mother.

Good idea, we're going to need our
strength to take on puss in boots.

Come on in, like you, the water is fine.

When it comes to getting moist, I like to
make a grand entrance.

Then by all means, please introduce me
to sights unseen.

Here comes the grand finale.

Jump in here girl.
Turn this pool into a hottie tub.

Honey, do you really feel trapped?

In a cage of groovy.

You got rubbers, right?

Rubbers?

Yeah, never mind.

What the hell was I doing again?

This is what I'm going to do to your wiener
while that feline chokes on my hairball.

I bet you would relish a
squirt of hot mustard.

Help! Help!

Where's Archie!

Thank you. Thank God.

How many times do I have
to tell you believers.

There ain't no God, just IMPALERS!

Someone is fixin' to get
nailed liked Jesus, darling.

Praise p*ssy. Boys, we're born again.

She's been working on
this routine for weeks.

You're going to love it.

Alright, glad ya'll could make it down here
this morning.

Jesus, don't you people have homes?

Well, it's only eight more
hours until happy hour...

so let's start drinking
up those disability checks.

In the meantime, I've got
a hot act for you so...

let's have a nice warm welcome
for Miss Gia Nova.

What the hell are them torches for?

Well, ask a stupid question...

Boo! I wouldn't finger bang
your low tide snatch...

if it was the last critter
maker on this rotten earth.

How in the hell did I end up
with all this hippy cooter?

Close that crab buffet.

You should just torch that c*ck holster!

Get that sack of fish sticks off my stage!

Next!

Gentleman, up next, she ain't your wife
and she ain't your sister.

That should be good enough for half of you.

Let's have a big Sunday school welcome
for Miss Diana Prince.

What the hell do you want?

Hello father.

Is this a hip new fashion you're sporting?

Quite flattering, the ugly
just oozes to the surface.

When did you get out of prison and what
do you want witch?

If you want your turdy little bar back,
well take it.

I'm an inmate in this hell of
holes, you cop k*lling cooze.

Well, I was thinking of sticking your
pimpled a*s in the titty-wank...

or removing those last
teeth for the glory hole.

Nah, I like to make money.

You couldn't felch a fart out
of a dead cat's as*h*le.

Retribution for my favorite
eye should suffice.

Now Val, It was your dimwit brother
that took your sight not me.

And where was the groping
protection of daddy, huh?

Protection? They're twisted-up.

Look at me woman!

They took my legs, gutted
my throat and left me

with a piece of metal
sticking out my noggin'.

I was left for dead so do your
worst, you evil prick coffin.

I don't care about nothing but seeing those
smelly twats hang.

Well sniff my peach, I guess we do have
something in common.

Riding the coattails of my blood feud, eh.

Well get in line.

After they k*lled a pig over in Mystic, the
entire state is huntin' them rim-lickers.

They've been layin' low
but I hear-tell of a

knuckle heads rumblin'
down from Wolf pen Ridge...

and you know, I'm all about a revenge plot.

You've got no idea, old man.
No idea what this chick is about to hatch.

It just so happens I've enlisted the services
of Dixie's most notorious K*llers...

present company excluded, to give them toddlers
the dirt nap they so desperately need.

Their ornry reputation precedes them.
Willie

the stump, best tracker
in all of Appalachia.

Not so good in the Okefenokee with gators.

Amber Joe. A psychotic with chopsocky
skills in a tr*nny sexual body.

One heap of mean confusion.

And none other than Reverend Chainsaw from
the Church of the Screaming Epileptic Jesus.

Timber!

The lord giveth and the Lord taketh away,
ain't that right preacher?

$5000 U.S.A. dollars for dead. Not alive,
not laid-up, not tucked pretty in bed...

but all ugly in a pine box.

I want their heads and
bonus dollars for the most

painful, nut bleeding, shlong
scabbin', agonizing k*ll.

Now git.

Why don't you call the cops?

- No pigs!
- No pigs!

You got to be kidding. Which sewing circle
did you find these kooks holding court?

Call the pigs? Oh, you're
really out there princess.

Far out.

You got some kind of imagination,
a real dreamer you are...

thinking those twinkle toe carnies could
handle any job.

I wouldn't hire those
clowns to dig a post hole.

If your looking to add to
this team of cracked pots...

I've heard tale of a fiddle playing kitten
over in Pheonix City.

My hired g*ns will get em'. They ain't
tough. Just druggie maggots with gypsy luck.

Oh that's rich. Well, at least you
won't be writing any paychecks on Friday.

Well, what the hell do you propose
there, winky.

You attack them with everything.
Everything!

From the sky and by sea.
You got a kitchen sink, bring that too.

I suppose.

C'mon ringleader. Let's see what other
freaks are still under this tent.

Ladies and gentleman!

Doctors and nurses! Gather around.

We're going on an IMPALER hunt.

An ab*rtion of sorts.

Years late I might add. We have cash prizes
and...

I'm your esteemed emcee for the opening
day of dildo season.

You prissy t*rd wads still need a clubhouse
to sell dope...

The IMPALERS have m*rder*d
many of our brothers.

And you cuntmares need a place to dance,
don't you?

Well, don't stand around crying about it.
Ladies, grab one of these apes and hang on.

But first...

You work for me.

C'mon Repunzel. Open up.

You know the rules. I contact you.
You are never to enter the perimeter.

You bring up bad memories for the doctor
that are best avoided.

It's mutual but this is a
special delivery, dig.

But hey, my bad, we can just scoot and wait
for the change of seasons.

You captured it?

The mutation? The Australopithecine?

It ain;t Goldilocks.

Now how about you step to
being cordial, hand out

some porridge and let's end
this business venture?

Right this way gentleman.

Well, Marco. You finally did it.

Klaus!

What is the meaning of this...

I told you I never want to see...

That's no way to treat esteemed colleagues.

After all we've done for him.

Is that my specimen?

Not even a hello.

How's the misses old chap.

Oh yeah, sorry about that one.

I guess she was too much
trouble to bring back.

Excellent. Fantastic.

Place the mutation in holding cell B.

See, he does cares.

We need our fix, man!

I need beer too, man.

You're always holding
out on the good poison.

Yes, yes. Klaus prepare some more of
the synthetic serum for our noble knights.

My pleasure.

I need it now!

My head is splitting, man.

Make it stop!

Double dose Spyder.
He's hanging from his web by a thread.

That never gets old with you does it?

I really need it.

Alright Pops. You brought us back, we
caught your monkey, make us real again.

Now that I have the host, we can find a
more permanent solution to your new life.

No longer will you require
daily injections.

We will vaccinate you from the very same
organism that brought you back.

It should only be a matter of weeks.

Days! Make it days.

I don't ever want to see you or this chop
shop again, man.

I assure you, the debt will
be repaid as promised.

Make it stop!

You better, you g*dd*mn kraut.

I have a score to settle and you don't want
to be on my list, again.

You knobs, pick up Spyder.

Almost forgot my lucky r*pe knife.
I'll be back.

So what does the club plan to do with their
new found freedom?

Ride, man.

Well, gentleman. Fantastic expedition.

Now you must excuse me,
I have much work to do.

Days, old man. I want to git.

Mighty lmpalers I will bring the vaccination
to your lodging once it is synthesized.

I'll k*ll you too, Frenchie.

I'm Austrian but yes, duly noted.

Ahh, de Ossorio.

Only the best.

We're almost there.

Yes, Klaus. I'm very
close to controlling the

lytic cycle and within
this specimen lies...

the knowledge I've sought for so long.

Now, what shall we do about our little
Impaler problem?

Since they have developed an addiction to
the serum, won't the withdraws k*ll them?

Won't the withdraws k*ll them?

No, they can not, but I'm not sure they
will necessarily die.

We're keeping the viral
replication at bay but

once it breaks free
from the host cells...

I hypothesize we risk
the host becoming even

more violent as the
pathogen consumes them.

Very dangerous and our defenses...

We don't have much at our
disposal to protect us...

from the inevitable coup.

The police?

Oh heavens no. Absurd.

You have past indiscretions from your
weaknesses for flesh.

I'm better. It was just a passing phase.

Besides, how would we explain reanimated
motorcyclist and the remains...

of every missing person
in the tri-state area?

My God, we don't want to
risk leading them here.

Especially at such a historic moment in time.
Ridiculous when you imagine such a thing.

Indeed.

I'm not the only one who has experienced
loss at their hands.

I have a quest for you, but
first I must attend to her.

Still clinging to sentimentality?

I owe her and she will be
grateful to hear the news.

Grateful? She's a monster.

Klaus! I will not tolerate that language.

Please, let me perform
this last gesture and

then I will devote every
last breath t0 science.

No need for concern, she also
contributes useful data.

It's alright little one.

No more brutes and beasts.

You've won the lottery to benefit science.

What is this? This place.

Where hard labor leads to
wonderful discoveries.

And you're here to help.

Why are you doing this?

Don't be afraid.

All the emptiness in your life, you've
unsuccessfully tried to fill with boys,

booze and rock and roll
hasn't worked, now has it?

The majority of humans go through their
entire existence without contributing.

Oh they criticize. It's easier to condemn
others when you don't make an effort.

The audacity of those who
don't even comprehend

the foundations from which
your work is built.

Self appointed experts, afraid of hard work,
unwilling to grasp the deeper concepts...

,always searching for
passionless repetition.

Sicko!

Well all of that is about
to change my dear.

Your life will now serve a purpose.

Screw you pervert!

You should be honored.

Could you possibly blossom into? Huh?

Birth, procreation, death.

Now you have the opportunity to become
a building block of history.

The princess of reanimation

or the queen of immortality.

You're just another creep
looking for some a*s!

Leave me alone!

Wild okra. Some say it was carried here on
sl*ve ships from Africa in the 18th century.

These seeds found freedom long before
the poor souls who brought them.

C'mon guys.

We're did that head go?

I understand that.
Yes. I know.

This biker g*ng... motorcycle
club is responsible for my

brother's death and I would like
to assist in their capture.

Can I get some head?

We are not disturbing any evidence.
Just waiting on your arrival.

Fine. Sounds good.

We will let you handle it and
mosey back to the office.

Hopefully the wildlife won't tamper with
your important evidence.

Que tengan un buen viaje desde Atlanta y
héganos saber si podemos ser de ayuda.

Sheriff... I...

I found the head.

Have two of the boys wait here for
Atlanta and then they can knock off.

What are you gonna do Sheriff?

Go for a drive.

Okay.

He said I could knock off but I'd rather
wait with you and bask in some overtime.

So I said, “Why don't
you just go for a drive

Sheriff”. He thought
that was a good idea.

Drive where?

You know, just go for a drive. Cool off.
Think about sh*t.

Just once I would like to find some
drugs or cash at a crime scene.

- Yeah, tell me about it.
- We are stuck in one dead end job.

- I'll tell you that.
- Fifty bucks, anything.

Yep.

Hell, a hot cup of coffee.

A cold cup of coffee and a nudie mag.

Anything-

But I have to tell you something...
no offense.

I hate being a cop.

Me too.

- It totally sucks...
- Hey, what in the world?

She from Atlanta?

Outer space.

Looks like some kind of
Cosmo-hot from a pirate planet.

What's this space fox doing?

Looks like she's doing
something with a radio.

We found this!

Madam, if I may have a word. I'm here
to share some valuable information.

You're not one for entertaining conversation
with law enforcement, are you my dear?

The only good pig is roasted.

Well, I do believe we
share a little problem.

A situation called The lmpalers.

You and the rest of the world, worm.

Although I don't quite comprehend
your interrogation techniques...

am I correct in the assumption that
you search for their whereabouts?

I just wasted that bacon to bring
even more dogs to the hunt.

Tell me something...

When I squish you, will that
increase my guest list?

You misunderstand my intentions,
young lady. I'm merely

here, unarmed I might add,
to solicit your services.

All I can hear is buzzing...

You have three seconds, bug.

My associate and I are being terrorized by
this group of hooligans...

they m*rder*d his wife,
r*ped his daughter and...

One second.

One hundred thousand dollars for their
demise and I know their whereabouts.

Bingo.

When a lady asks, you should
really get to the point.

I almost gave your bit the hook.

Ok Napoleon, let's make a deal.

I can't do this anymore.

We're scavenging for brews.
This is bullshit, man.

I'm not talking about that.

Well, I am!

We never ride anywhere, enjoy the
spoils of w*r and love the women.

I need hooch.

You heard the fat man. We just need to
hang until the doc gives us new dope.

Yeah, only a few more days and we set sail.
Freedom.

I need a real woman.
Something big and bouncy.

These d*ke campers and zit-faced
teens ain't gettin' me off, you dig.

And I don't know if I can share
a shack with Jimbo anymore.

Yeah man, you stink like a
barrel of smashed assholes.

Jump in a lake or something, damn.

I'm just rotting like the rest of you bums.

I don't want to be a zombie.

Not to steal your bow here,
but I eat beaver, not brains.

You know what I mean. A plantation puppet.

Might as well be cutting cane.
We've done some

horrible things and
we're paying the price.

Yeah, demons from hell.

This is hell!

And I'm about sick of needing that black
sh*t just to get on walking sticks.

I noticed you've been trying to layoff the
stuff. You barely take it too, Jimbo.

Hell, what haven't you
been addicted to Spyder?

This should be a breeze to kick.

It ain't like that. We
got no say in this fix.

Go find a water walker to worship.

I'm just looking to free myself.
Even if I have to make it permanent.

Here he goes with the
cryptic melancholy sh*t.

We all know what happens.
In case you forgot...

Horseshit! That gorilla
snatchcrotch son of a b*tch

we caught ain't the same
thing that gutted me.

- Me neither.
- Not the dude.

This one was bigger.

Meaner.

Marco knows this, but that c*ck waffle
doesn't care about finding any more of them.

Why is that?

I don't trust that hack or his snitch.

And there ain't no way on the Tooth Fairy's
g*dd*mn green earth those two q*eers

live by any code other than n*zi.

They're hatching something with
no payoff for the lmpalers!

I'm figuring there ain't no
refills and we're just...

stroking-off approaching
one big expiration date.

Wooo! They're toast. That's how you do it.

Some old style Egan's Rats, k*ll Squad sh*t
right there, boys.

Now was that so hard?

You ladies ready for one hell of a party?

Yes!

Let's collect some scalps.

Te llevaste toda la diversién...

Jimbo, run up to those trees and take care
of these varmints.

My pleasure.

Son of a b*tch! C'mon!

Damn, son. You always get
the sh*t end of the stick.

Could have made an honest
living as a human magnet.

A worthless c*m dumpster.

Now he's a straight sh**ter.

Ain't nothing straight about old suicide.

Stop it, g*dd*mn it!

Now children.

Collins, climb those trees and take care of
those vermits.

I've had enough of their chatter.

You're not human!

Come on man...

you don't have to do this.

C'mon please.

f*ck!

Please, don't do it!

Q-m o '1' m Qa SQ!

Nobody wants to play with me today.

Let me guess, Larry is still alive?

Not anymore, as*h*le.

Then why all the animosity little girl?

What happened to you?

Oh, I've been places. Charms still intact.

So, is this all about your go-go
buddies from back in the day?

Try last week, as*h*le.

Oh, my bad. Seems longer than that.

How time flies.
What do you say we flip a coin.

Heads you loose, tails I r*pe you.

A whole world of heat is about to be
unleashed on you, you undead fudge packer!

You don't say.

Three bounty hunters gunning for you, fuzz
and the Feds.

The stars are aligned to mop you up.
You're human garbage...

about to loose it's smell.
No future.

Wow. You know as amusing as I find your
yappety yap, yap, I got no time, lady.

Val is back.

What did you say?

Val is back and she's gonna
get you real good, man.

Can your stench dig on that?

I ain't afraid of that looney poon.

You're all gonna die.
Every last stinking one of you!

Too late, sister. Time to teach you some
manners, Impaler style.

What do you say boys?

Screw you!

Let me check the oil.

That's nice, real nice. Sweet little motor.
Low on miles.

I can imagine all the
engines you've revved.

But you never played for
that team, did you honey.

Not a trace of low tide between them legs.
A shame really.

That is one hundred percent
birthing box for sure.

How many beers were bought in a
failed attempt to part your sea?

I'm gonna give you the stickin'
of your life, honey. I might

even let you live long enough
to coathanger my youngin'.

Go ahead, ain't gonna matter
when Val comes around.

Yappity zappity snatch trap
zippidty doo, blah, blah, blah.

Enough of her. She wouldn't
of appreciated my sweet moves anyhow.

Best to ditch her before she started bad
mouthing Zeppelin.

It was headed in that direction.

Val, huh?
So the b*tch is back!

g*dd*mn it!
What is it with their crazy kin?

I wonder how long we got? You know,
she's gonna try to blow us up.

That's what she does.

Oh you can bet your burning bike she
got her one peeper on us right now.

She keeps it interesting, that's for sure.

Found some beer.

Well, hail Satan's Own. Thank you Jimbo.

Glad someone is working.

Perfect.

Howdy, Jett.

I think you owe me a beer, Wille.

Been a spell.

Hold up, guys-

You still telling folks the tale of,
“Oh the gator ate my hand...

but I got a lovely pair of boots from it”.

I got a new hand Jett.

Do I need to rip it off
your arm and shove it up

your a*s so it can shake
hands with the original?

My blade meeting your innards will suffice.

What brings you to this
neck of the woods Willie?

Hunting you.

Let me guess, Larry's cold hard cash
or is it Val's haunted spider...

p*ssy that got all these big ideas floating
around that pickle jar you call a head?

Everyone is hunting you.

Must be, since they dredged the bottom of
the barrel just to ruin my tasty beverage.

Say, what happened to your
hand for real, Willie?

I never told you boys that story?

Enlighten us.

Truth is... well truth is Myron...

MVFOn?

Yep, double dip Myron
Kowalski from Cincinnati.

Made a good career of skimming drugs
and double crossing, didn't you Myron.

Oh, and snitchin' to the
heat every chance he got.

And you were the...

I was the one to take Myron's knuckles.

Skimming profits?

Nope, caught him whacking off to youngins
on a playground.

Damn!

He deserved it then.

You're such the moral one, Jett.

I live by a code.
I'm amending it daily.

Growing you could say, but lofty ideas
ain't exactly why I cut his hand off.

No, I warned Myron I would
cut off his taliwhacker

if I ever caughthim gripping
for gravy kids again...

and you know what
this fool went and did?

Shut up Jett.

Damn if I didn't catch him beating
off to me bangin' my old lady.

Staring right at the crack of my a*s too!

Ain't that a kick in the sh*t maker.

So then what did I do Myron?

So then what happened?

Yeah, don't leave us in suspense.

Let me guess, you cut his hand off?

Duh.

Cut his hand off with a rusty hacksaw
the kids found buried in the yard.

Not much of a blade either.

Not all nice and sharp like this
GinsuShintaro Katsu looking thing.

Then what did I do Myron?

Please. I got information.

Not only is Val and Satan's Own after you.

There's Amber Joe, Reverend Chainsaw,
a sh*t ton of cops.

A Frenchman too. Paying big bucks.

I said, then what did I do Myron?

I'm afraid to ask.

Then I made him beat off
with his severed hand.

While I resumed bangin'
my old lady, obviously.

Did you hear what he said?

You had a wife? You had kids?

Bravo!

Nicely done, sir.

I'm gonna do some recon over at the mad
monster party.

You boys...

You boys do whatever it is you do.

Kind of embarassed to ride one of those Satanic
scooters but it ain't easy being Jett.

Shhh.

What bloody spirit you have.

I'm getting out of here and if I have to go
through you, so be it.

It appears my little
pigeon lacks direction.

I really...

Can't fathom...

Why...

You would want to go down there.

Hush!

Silence you filthy wh*res!

Now that is rather inconvenient.

Now, now my dear.
I have wonderful news

know, I know. This isn't an ideal
situation for anyone but...

I have enough of the natural pathogen to
perform a transplant.

We will give you a new body and
all injustice will be undone.

She's a cow. I wasn't fat.

Now dear.

Why did you bring me back?

You never gave a damn about me!

This is for your own
sick amusement isn't it!

I know I haven't been
your ideal male guardian.

You didn't even scale to
the heights of neglect.

Who makes their child a
sl*ve, brings them back

from death, the only
escape I've ever known...

and then turns them into a sideshow freak?

Yeah, you're the parent of the year.

My dear, we've all suffered.

I've gone through extreme measures, sparing
no cost, to make things pleasant for you.

I want you to be happy.

Happy?

You don't know the meaning
of the word, father.

I'll tell you what will bring me joy.

k*ll me!

Put me out of my misery.

Then k*ll yourself. End this nightmare.

You ungrateful little girl!
You comprehend nothing.

I know a whole lot more than you give me
credit for, doctor.

Is that another victim for the good
of science lying upon that gurney?

Well, is it?

I'm sorry.
Your brain is in relatively good shape.

I can make you well. This I promise.

Once you start walking and living again, this
subordinate attitude of yours will change.

Go to hell and send me back too. Do it!

Do it!

Goddammit Edna! You have no choice!

You hear me little girl.
You've never had a choice.

Either you work with me or spend the rest
of eternity submerged alive in a jar!

You want this body or not? I have others.

Pick one or I'll transplant you on whatever
I deem convenient.

Someone thin.

Thank you.

I'll make this end.
Est assured, I'll stop you.

You've got to be kidding me.

Hello darlin'. Miss me?

He brought you back too? Fabulous.

The plot just sickened.

After all the destruction you caused...

why on earth would Dr. Frankenstein
bring you back?

Monster wrangler.

Monsters capturing monsters.
Brilliant.

Now don't be like that, baby.
Last I saw you,

there was a mighty fine
little girl attached.

Well, that beast sent me straight to hell.
Surprised I didn't see you there.

Would of been nice to
pick up where we left off

but you and I both know
where death took us.

Unfortunately. I do.

I owe you an apology.

You think?

Yeah, I wasn't on my best behavior.
Sometimes

revenge has a way of
clouding your thinking.

You embrace it, become it and
all you know is pain. You dig?

Yes.

I never meant you any harm.

Yeah.

No, honest lnjun. In some bizarre way this
twisted up head...

Uh, sorry.

No problem.

Look at me now.

Hatefuelled the rage inside me. Made
me question what I was focused on.

That's all I feel.

Well, I'm sorry. Truly.

I guess it's too late to make good.

In the end, nothing matters. It's just a
shitty state of affairs all the way around.

I don't blame you.

I wasn't always rotten.

Can you help me bring down this insanity?

Done.

In a way, your g*ng invading my home...

Was the only interesting
thing to ever happen to me.

That's sad.

Yeah.

Klaus! Sorry to interrupt
this pathetic display

of surrealism but what
are you doing here?

Checking up on the family, doc.

Klaus!

You know vermin doc, can slide
in undetected anytime they want.

I see.

Seeing how she and I have an invested
interest in your experiments...

I thought it best to come
hang out and see first

hand how these revisions
were going down.

Out.

b*ll*ts don't argue.

Are you familiar with the Amiacalva?

Pardon?

You may know the common name.
Bowfin.

A mudfish?

Yes.

I've had them on a line.

Interesting thing about the Amiacalva.

All other species of fish, whether a two
ton sunfish or the parasitic lamprey...

that bores through it'sscales, they
all evolved from just two orders.

At over 32,000 species,
fish exhibit greater

diversity thanany other
group of vertebrates.

Then there is Amia calva, the bowfin.

A taxonomic relict, the sole
surviving species of the order...

Amiiformes from the Jurassic period...
persisting to the present.

Primitive and alone.

You're calling me a fish?

I'm saying you do not belong.

He stays!

Klaus!

What ya got Sheriff?

From the looks of it, a m*ssacre.

Where are the bodies?

Good question.
You boys ever seen tracks like that?

Not since this morning's carnage...

I mean crime scene, Sheriff.

You didn't think that was pertinent to the
investigation?

Hell, you said it was Atlanta business
and all.

Yeah, I did say that. It's
strange, sometimes how we're

tested through unspeakable
tragedies and misfortune.

I try to comprehend the senseless injustice
and suffering to which we bare witness.

I do know, to justify and extol human greed
and egotism is not only immoral, but evil.

Every man, woman and child is of equal
importance and it takes real character

to keep your empathy intact.

If you succeed, you're a real man.

Jesus say that?

No, I did. You know, there
are books you could

be reading the other
six days of the week.

See you at the station?

Oh no, boys. You just got promoted to
waiting on Atlanta.

"Pertinent to the investigation".
What a tool.

I know, right.
Did you hear that other crap he was saying?

Somebody is dipping into
the evidence room. Biggest

thing to hit turd town
and we can't even sh*t.

This place is awful.
Why in God's name do we live here?

All the nightlife and action.

I mean, seriously. What
kind of cabbage humpers

choose to spend their
time in the boonies...

away from all the new
ideas out in the real world?

There's culture we're missing.

Yeah. I love the beach. The air, the
food, the girls are smarter too.

Why don't I live there?

Sucking out septic tanks
in the g*dd*mn Gulf of

Mexico would be better
than this meat tunnel.

Come five o'clock, drink in hand,
toes in sand, everything good.

Oh yeah. Gonna be alright, tonight.

I'll tell you why.

Why?

Family.

Yep. Goddamned family.

All because some corn-holing, God fearing
relative decided to...

marry some wide-hipped women to
birth dirt farming babies...

I'm supposed to be glued to the region.
Screw that!

You're giving me an idea. Let's buy
a damn boat and do some chartering.

I'll do it. Dock worker, dishwasher, hobo.

Damn, if I'm alive at the
beach, I ain't picky.

Well, I'm in.
This ain'tlivin'.

No more excuses.

I'll pack up after this shift.

Deal.

What are you doing?

We need our shots.

Fellas, fellas.
You got me all wrong.

We need it now, man.

If you excuse me, I'm late to a very important
event that will ask all your questions.

Randall, why don't we take one of the
matches of this tick?

- Burn his a*s!
- Please, no!

Please!

This meeting is very
important for all of you.

You'll find it very interesting.

- C'mon guys, follow me.
- I hope so, man.

You ready for this?

More than ready.

This will be permanent?

There is enough of the new serum
to keep her alive for seven years

Until I can find a more concrete solution.

So you don't have the answers.

He never does. I'm scared...

Enough serum to keep her alive.

As long as she doesn't reject the new body.

While your group was mostly intact, I
could never locate her original torso.

Like I was saying.
Enough serum to keep her alive.

That ain'tincluding my
daily ration, now is it?

I'm close.
Maybe two or three years away.

Isn't that just perfect.

Look Karloff, not good enough.

Not good enough.

I have an interest here too!

Oh I'm interested in your interest.
If I remember correctly...

Didn't I fill your body full Of lead?

Wait a second.
Are you dead too, doc?

Did Igor bring you back,
you sneaky old corpse?

While your b*ll*ts were quite
painful, they missed my vital organs.

Well, goobahgabba. One of us.

Hardly. My condition is more extreme.

Of course, you're always
better then everyone.

Excuse me, your highness.

The contagion, while
temporarily reanimating dead

tissue has a different
effect on living tissue.

What kind of effect?

Imbecile! If you must know
you foulmouthed philistine.

I have to live with something
much worse than you.

A never ending pain called...

Metamorphosis.

Do you want to hold my little baby?

Are you ok?

Her name is...

Do you know a way out.

I know the way out.
Do you want to hold my baby?

Her name is...

Please, I beg of you.

How do I get out of here?

This is the nursery.
Do you like it?

It's lovely.
I'm going to leave now.

Don't go.
Do you want to hold my baby?

Her name is Hope!

I'm going to go.

OK. It's time for baby to go to sleep.

Say good night to baby.

Ok, good night.

See what you did Hope!

We can't have friends because of you.
You changed everything!

You changed everything!
Time to go nightnight baby!

Go to your home baby!
Go away Hope!

No! Stop it!

Get in your home little maggot.
Mama loves you.

Please stop!

I wish you were never born!
You've ruined my life, but I love you.

I have no choice!

All tucked in.

I hate wine, you know?

Taste like sucking off the Jew King.

We've done some evil sh*t, man.

Now beer, that's what this n*gg*r needs.

Lowenbrau, Fallstaff, Falls
City, Hudepohl, Dixie...

Do you ever think about it?

Pabst Goddamned Blue Ribbon.
Oh yeah.

Its got to get to you, too.

Well I do.

So I'm gonna take science into my hands.

The culinary sciences that is, mixed with
the old philosophy of you are what you eat.

There has to be repercussions
for our actions.

Under the right conditions I
would be smoking a big ol'

dry rubbed shoulder, nice and
slow with some mesquite.

There just isn't. Do you
ever think about it?

Dude, do you ever think
about any damn thing!

I think about finishing
that smoked meat with a

one hour braise in a pan
full of apple cider...

with a stick of butter on top.
Think about that.

What the hell are you doing?

Frankenstein's monster meat. I'm gonna get
the nutrients. Might become invincible.

You got to be kidding.

So, anyway. Remember the girl?

I doubt this will taste like chicken.

- The girl we m*rder*d. Remember?
- It's a loin so it should be tender.

Hey a*s clown! You remember the pregnant
girl we m*rder*d?

You mean the one we r*ped, cut outher baby
and goofed around with the little squirt?

I can't forget it. It haunts me.

Ah, destruction is a form of art.

I didn't think you were that into her.

Well Mr. Softy, I heard she lives in the
basement of Dr. Death's flesh factory.

Why don't you godown there and say howdy
for old times sake?

No remorse at all.

Nope.

How does it taste?

Exotic and gamey.

Give me some.

Does it turn your frown upside down?

That's terrible!

I'm gonna bail.

Where you going?

Beer run.

Pull the lever.

Yep.
Always the lever.

Klaus! Klaus!
Take over.

Yes, Dr. Marco.

How could you.
Becoming absent at such a critical moment.

And don't let those fools touch anything!

Truly sorry, Dr. Marco.

How come we didn't get all these bells
and whistles when you brought us back?

I feel cheated.

You don't know the half of it.

Did it work?

Dr. Marco.

It's progressing rapidly, Klaus.

Unbearable. I need to lie down.

Did it work?

Only time will tell.

Thank you.

Quickly, place the australopithecine back
into holding cell 9. I'll tend to the doctor.

The what?

The hominid. The Bigfoot.
Quickly.

Blatz, Burger, Wetland, Ballantine.

Hell, I would even drink
a warm Piels about now.

That's desperate.

I can't go any further. We're not gonna
make it without more injections.

You can do it, man.
Just get that first sip.

Then what?

Who cares.
Let's get a drink and then figure it out.

I don't want to, man.

Awvvw you say that now. Hey, I think
about the cruel sh*t we did too.

Let's get that beer and
try to forget awhile.

If you really want to share your feelings,
I guess I'll listen to that sh*t too.

But first, beer!

Yeah, ok.

Grain Belt! Now that's a beer,
especially on tap!

If anyone comes out, you
fill em' full of hellos.

We're under attack.
Those damn motorcyclists!

I don't have much time.
Prepare an l.V. of serum, quickly.

Klaus! Do it now!

I'm experiencing paralysis.

That would be the horse tranquilizers?

Excuse me?

Yes, I put them in your last injection.

Why?

Really took a spell.
Much longer than I had anticipated.

Klaus.
What have you done to me?

Doctor, none of this is headed
in any logical direction.

Not a path in sight that could
possibly lead to a positive outcome...

for anyone in this building.

It's quite absurd to think otherwise.

What are you saying...

I saved you to steal from you.
Plain and simple.

I never liked you.

Klaus, we've been colleagues...

You know. You're so demanding, self
centered, narcissistic and honestly...

- not very good at what you do.
- IKlaus!

Let us look at the data.
You're a failed anthropologist

who stumbled upon a
wonderful discovery.

I'm intelligent enough
to know my limitations.

We've had our amusement. Now I'll take
the pathogen to a corporation and see...

if it has any real medical,
industrial or military applications.

That my fellow colleague,
is where the moneybegins.

Now, I must leave your crumbling house of
Usher, for somewhere in the Caribbean...

lies a yacht with de Ossorio for my
belly and pretty ladies for my whims.

All your hypothesis can burn with you!

I picked an extra thick
needle for this occasion.

As I'm sure you're aware doctor, it isn't
necessary to use such a long gauge.

It's just that I so deeply
love watching others suffer.

I'll leave you with one last experiment.

You can take notes on full transmutation...

to the grave!

Think he'll find a cure?

Who knows.

Sounds like we got company outside.

Yeah. We always do.

Sure hope VAL ain't with them.

Well, if it isn't my big biker brothers.

Speak of the devil.

Oh boy.

Yeah, glad to see you too, Collins.

With my remaining eye, anyway.

How many times do I have to apologize
for that Sis?

Doesn't get old. No, it doesn't.

Pretty hard to forget.

We're screwed.

Glad your out of jail.
Seriously.

You're not in cahoots
with the old man are you?

No, I finished what you boys couldn't.

We tried but he's one stubborn roach,
just keeps coming back.

Keep sucking so I can stay awake.

My own family!
I'll k*ll them swamp gnats before...

they bury old Larry's boots.

- Damn right I will.
- Watch the teeth, honey.

First I need my spic lady doctor.

It ain't rocket science, just suck it.

No! Anything but...

You! You sons of b*tches!

Spyder! Come look at this sh*t.

Ain't that a sight?

See what you might have missed, Spyder?

Don't you g*dd*mn spit it out
and don't you dare swallow.

Put my pecker in your fish
flaps and keep it safe!

No! Don't you dare!

Get up!

Get them lousy beef curtains up!

I'm gonna k*ll you!

g*dd*mn pecker breathvagoobastards.

I'm gonna k*ll every last one of you.

I'm gonna pry open the mouth
of that dead moose knuckle,

get my c*ck and ram it up your turd cutter!
You hear me!

You hear me!

You'll see.
Gonna cut your ba*ls off too.

How you like them apples?

Ha! Cut your tiny weenies off, shove em' up
and down your wh*re mama's meat wallet...

and then k*ll you real good.

You'll get a second to
pray and a minute to die.

k*ll you all! Every last one of
you foreskin sniffing lmpalers.

Feel bad about that?

Not in the least.

- I could do this all day.
- Agreed.

Now Val, we're family.
No need to wave around a boom box.

Set that off and you destroy
the last of ourlineage, dig?

A bad thing? Don't think
it hasn't crossed my

mind but sorry to
disappoint you, Collins.

I'm here to see Randall.

N011 you!

Hey, fine by me.
Just the sight of you hinders my high.

There was a time when just the silhouette
of my curves could make any man jizz.

Relax.
You still got it.

Really, bro?

Come on, Randall. Let's catch up.

Let me see what this is all about.

BYE bye.

I've never understood the connection
between you two...

She's going to blow
somebody up, mark mywords!

Let me out!

You can't k*ll me.

Yes!

I can hear you!

k*ll them!

k*ll them all!

How you doing?

Alive.

Well, you look good. Real good.

I feel alright.

You had me worried.
It was quite the production...

I've missed you.

Shhh.

You're the only family I've
felt a strong connection with.

Shhh. We've always had more than a
connection, haven't we?

Oh yeah. We've had some wild times.

You were my first. You know that.

Mine too, keeping it in the family.

Shhh. Don't say that.

Yeah, I'm sorry. It's been a long
time, full of really heavy sh*t.

Prison didn't do me much better, brother.

New fish to queen bee
was a fast enough ride.

Had to go lez just to keep warm at night.

It wasn't so bad.

I know my way around a honey pot but as you
can imagine, the quality wasn't the best.

Fox free, huh? I'm sure you managed.

All those nights. Many nights.

It wasn't the hatred for our
father that kept me going.

Cop k*lling?

Although I did almost shiv the muff of a
horny wardress from midnight to dawn, no.

And it wasn't even the
childhood memory of that

little sh*t Collins plucking
my eye out with a spoon.

Fire and explosions?

No, silly. It was you.

You're going to blow us up? Huh, baby.

I just like the excitement.

I need a favor.

Anything-

Remember that thing we use to do?

Just name it.

Say it!

I want your seed in my brain

Say it!

Skull f*ck me.

Shut up! Everyone just shut up!

Get out of my store hair farmers!
The cops are on the way.

Do you still have some of that beer?

I said, get the hell out
of my g*dd*mn store!

Have some suds Spyder.

Everyone please exit the building.

I've been looking for some of these.

Good Lord.

I can't keep it down.
The pain is unbearable.

I'm feeling better by the second.

Everyone shut up!

They ain't human.

They got the devil in them for sure.

What in the hell do we do
with this mess, Sheriff?

Put down that beer and
sit next to your buddy.

Sit!

- Damn junkies.
- That's what they are!

You know, you sure look familiar.

He's talking about your
dead brother Sheriff.

So you're responsible for all this misery?

Oh, yeah. That would be us.

Man, you cats look alike.

Damn sure does. Uncanny.

I swear it's a ghost.

k*ll em' Sheriff.

Yeah, we'll vouch for ya.

The k*lling is stopping. No more.

I'm with you there, apparition.

Never thought I would say that to a pig.

So where is the rest of the pack?

In the old mill.

I know the place.

uncool
What's gotten in to you, man?

They're going to find out anyway.

You go up that mountain pig, you best take
a body bag and scrawl your name on it.

Just put an apple in your mouth and jump
into the fire.

Enough!

Just saying. It's some
weird heavy sh*t, man.

Make your brain check out.

Yeah, I kind of figured it was more
complex then you two degenerates.

Just sayin'. All I was doing.

You just do them right here Sheriff Crews.

Yeah, they're doped up nutty people!

Well, you're the last minimum wager I have.

Let me guess, wait on Atlanta?

You got it.
Now nobody is to harm these suspects.

If you want to help, cuff them to
the cooler and have yourself a few.

I'll be back.

Suspects.

I'll go on record. Guilty.

We're lmpalers!

No violence.

I k*lled your pig brother myself!

I only have one pair.

One guy looks about dead anyway.
He ain'tgoing nowhere.

Now who the hell are you?

Brothers. I'm a weary traveler.

For I've been on a mission.

There are demons amongst you.

No disrespect Reverend but we can see that.

What you can not see is these are not men
but unholy vessels of evil...

containing Satan himelf

For they are not human.
They are not of our world.

These are spawns from the black abyss.

No need to convince me.

Me either.

Ditto.

Now hold on a minute.

Holy sh*t! Do you guys see that devil sh*t?

Idiots.

Why does he not die?

Good question.

For he is already dead.
The living dead, possessed.

We must exorcise the unholiness before
it's tentacles spread...

consuming God'swomen and children.

Your women and children.

I'm convinced.

Me too.

Deputy?

What do we have to do?

Oh I know what I'm going to do.

We must remove the flesh
to battle the soul.

Damn, that was good.

How about you? You dig my paste
up in your brain, don't you?

Pathetic.

C'mon, now.

Men. You're addicts.

Val?

Captives. You can try and replace it
with booze, power, greed... family.

What?

You have to fill that sl*ve
role with something, anything.

Nah.

Oh it can be almost anything.

Work, ridiculous hobbies, biker gangs.

All excuses for the one score
you'll willingly condemn yourself.

What in the hell are you saying?

Your animalistic urges for p*ssy.

Well, it didn't take long
for the crazy to resurface.

We're crazy but only when we forget that
we control you.

We supply the fix.

There's love, right?

Love! Don't make me laugh!

I love a good tampon tamer now and then

but it's all starting to come back to me

You're whacked.

If you drop a load on a
girl's mind, you should

at least have the decency
to hear her thoughts!

I've heard enough of your sh*t.

I don't think you have!

You b*tch!

I get it. Just messing with me.

Good one! I'm sorry.

I love you, sis. Really!

And they led him into the fields of swine

So the devils besought him,
saying, If thou cast us

out, suffer us to go away
into the herd of swine.

Damn. Spyder, a little help over

You're next fruitcake.

Gonna git you good.

Cue up God's good word.

And he said unto them, Go.
And when they were

come out, they went
into the herd of swine:

and, behold, the whole herd
of swine ran violently down

a steep place into the sea,
and perished in the waters.

What you say to that devil man?

Superstition.

You don't want to hear the truth?

We shall remove another limb.

No wait!

There goes another one.

No saldré caminando de aqui, eso es seguro.

Lord, this is one awful mess.

I'm gonna have to order more mops.

Would you just hold on a
second, you dumb hicks.

That will win them over.

I get your confusion.

Preach on brother Jimbo.

Yes, I was dead but
science brought me back.

Now what? The arms?

How about that mouth of his.

Keep it "P guys!
Good job!

And they that kept them fled, and
went their ways into the city...

and told every thing, and what was
befallen to the possessed of the devils.

So you're not the least bit curious
as to what I saw when I died.

Why would they be?

Do not listen to his temptations.

Here me out. None of you are interested in
peeping through a window into the afterlife?

Not in the least bit?

Silence devil.

- Now hold on.
- Tell me.

There was a bright light.

Warm and comforting light.

Yeah?

There were visions.

Like what?

Angelic.

My entire family was there.
All my kin.

The son I tragically lost.
God, he was my life.

I knew it!

Even my old dog was there.

Your dog?

I'm messing with you Goober.
You wanna know what I saw?

Nothing!

No feeling whatsoever.

Just death!

So you might as well do what you please.

Let go of me!

There's no god. There's no devil.

No pearly gates and no pigs!

There's nothing crackers!
You're all sheep with a mouth full of sh*t!

And, behold, the whole city
came out to meet Jesus!

And when they saw him, they besought him
that he would depart...

Hate thy neighbor, I guess.

What a day.

You we're packin' the whole time?

Well, I needed to pay you
back for dragging me

down here just so you
could drink some beer.

C'mon man!

Time for me to leave.

You burned me good, Spyder.

You need anything else?

Naw. I'm peachy.

Think I'll just hang around here awhile.

Ok, then.

Good times huh, man?

Spyder! Hey man. You gonna be ok?

No Jimbo. I'm not going to be ok.

I'm not ok at all.

Help! Help!

You know the drill.

Well, let me pass out the
welfare checks and Kool Aid.

What a sorry lot of slug snot.

I should have recruited
from a nursery school.

You cry babies can sit
around soiling yourself

and sucking your thumbs
on your own dime.

Nap time is over.

Whatever secrets are hiding in that
hellhole, they must be priceless.

Hard to fence priceless
but it's worth a look.

Hold on, partner.

Whoa! That's my juice!

Let me go fetch the frog.

I have something to take
care of myself, be careful.

Yeah, you too.

I've something to show you...

Go. Run.

Get out of here!

I said get out!
You're free!

You sick c**t!

Excuse me.

I know who you are.

That body.

There's no time. We have
to get out of here.

That's her body!

I'm here to help you.

You're the one needing help.

Take her life.

You're one of them.

I've seen all the far-out
twisted sh*t in this nut house!

I'll k*ll you monster.

I'm sump,!

I was just trying to help!

Whatcha doing twinkle toes?

Blowing the scene?

So many obstacles.

There always are.

So how much money do you want?

I need my sh*t.

With Dr. Marco deceased, you
have limited time, sir.

Why not make the best of it with
your new vaginal abomination.

You know, that mosquito ain't stopping me?

It has to sting a little.

You get use to it.

I see.

Alright cheese souffle,
we'll do it your way.

I'll trade you a coffin.

You can raise the dead, change a head,
but you can't switch out the brain.

Please! They're crazy.

They're all crazy!

Are you hurt?

No! They'll k*ll you! We need to run.

You can't k*ll them.

They're all insane!

Wait here.

No, we both need to get
the hell out of here!

We have to go, now.

Stop it!

C'mon b*tch!

Grab him!

I'm so happy that you joined us.

Jett! iJett!

She-male, you're up.

Let's see if you're more
lad or lass, shall we?

What is it you want, Klaus?

This, my dear. Look!

Such entertainment on a grand scale.
Who would of thought!

I don't understand! What
does this all mean?

What is the point!

They're all mad!

Silence!
You'll get your turn to die.

Sadist!

You ain't seen nothing yet.

Hey ya'll watch this!

The main event!

Oh jeez.

Father?

Not anymore.

Oh he's in there. Somewhere.

Let's do this!

It's a win-win for me, really.

I don't have a c*ck in this fight.

Jett!

Isn't this romantic.

Jett!

IBravo!

INooo!

What a performance!

Tie up the loose ends, won't you.

I have something for you.

Where did you come from?
Are you hurt?

Do you want to see?

She's one of them.
Let's go!

You're gonna wanna see this.

Get me out of here, please!

Drive as*h*le!

Yeah, ok.

I really wanted to show you...

Oops, was that stuff important?

sh**t her!

How quickly they forget.

Who in the hell are you?

That's Val.

How do you know her?

Man hater.

And your a misogynistic pig!

I don't hate women. Far from it.

They can wear pants and vote.

Pretty sure their smarter than me.

Not threatened by gals at all,
I just ain't a big p*ssy.

You are the last Impaler standing.

Was not aware of that. Makes sense.

Hard to k*ll a good thing.

Since you two have some catching up...

I'll politely remove myself
from the conversation.

Not yet, flea.

You see. I thought k*lling
my father would help. Nope.

Why does everyone feel the need
to reveal their plan to me?

So I thought k*lling
Collins would help. Nope.

But, it only worked a little.

You're really going to draw this
explanation out, aren't you.

Hush! Don't upset her.

She was born upset.

She is clearly unstable.

Maybe you should turn that
g*n on yourself, b*tch!

Maybe k*lling the last
Impaler will do the trick.

Sounds perfectly logical.

Don't forget, you hate all men.

Hate.

Yeah hate. It turns out... I
don't just hate just men.

I hate everyone who isn't me!

I hate everything.

Watching you and Dr. Frankenstein
play god, well it was weird.

I appreciate the loan extension.
Arrivedercci, ratatouille.

Austrian. I'm Austrian you imbecile!

Auf Wiedersehen.

Dear god no!

Where do we go from here?

I don't feel good.

Just keep walking.

Something is wrong.

It takes awhile to get use to b*ll*ts
but they work themselves out, darling.

It's something worse.

We're going to have to lay low somewhere.

We need to get out of here fast.

I'm sorry.

No worries.

We need to move!

What's happening?

Get it off! Get it off!

There is nothing on you!

What do you need, woman?

Jett.

Jett.

Yeah-

What are we going to do?

Haven't quite wrapped my...

I need a new body.

I'm sorry.

- Jett.
- Yeah.

I want to please you.

You got to be joking.

Please.

Ain't going to happen.

You're all I have.

You have bigger problems, little girl.

Please. One last time.

Thank you.

We need to get back in the lab.

Oh it's gone.

We can repair it.

The joint is swarming with pigs
and that animal is in there too.

We'll go back when they leave.

Oh they'll be a awhile.

We can wait. My father
wrote everything down.

We can fix the equipment
and follow his lab books.

Pretty sure they'll haul that stuff away.

I just need a new body.

Uh huh.

Find me a body, Jett.

Something you like and we'll
figure it out together.

I wouldn't know where to start.

I love you, help me, work with me.

I'm trying to think of solutions!

There are more of those creatures
out here.

We can make enough serum. We can!

I'm just a biker, baby.

We have enough to last us
three and a half years, each.

That's more than enough time.

We'll be together. Think about it.

Even if this doesn't work.
We'll have three and a half years.

Seven.

What?

Seven is my lucky number.