Sheriff Frank:
Tell me something, Billy. How does a cute little creature like this turn into a thousand ugly monsters?
Billy:
Well, this is before it enters the pupal stage.
Deputy Brent:
The pupal stage?
Billy:
Yeah, right. Plus it multiplies with water.
Deputy Brent:
Aw, Christ!
Sheriff Frank:
Brent, why don't you give the kid some water?
Billy:
I wouldn't do that, sheriff.
[The phone rings. The sheriff answers it]
Sheriff Frank:
Sheriff's office. Yeah, speaking... What?... Oh no... Yeah, we'll be right over.
Deputy Brent:
Who was that?
Sheriff Frank:
The Futtermans. Something about a snowplow, a freak accident...
Billy:
It's the creatures! The creatures are making it look like an accident! Sheriff! WILL YOU LISTEN TO ME?!
Sherriff Frank:
You listen to me, kid! Go on home, take little Gizmo, sit by the fire and open your Christmas presents, okay? Atta boy!
Deputy Brent [as he and Frank leave] Let me drive.
Sheriff Frank No, you're drunk.
Deputy Brent You always get to drive!
Sheriff Frank Cause I'm the sheriff, asshole!