The Thing
Man is the warmest place to hide.
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A twelve-man team at a remote Antarctic research station discovers an alien buried in the snow for over 100,000 years. Soon unfrozen, the form-changing creature wreaks havoc, creates terror...And becomes one of them.
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MACREADY: Where these tracks headed?
BENNINGS: Nowhere... Just straight to the ocean.
MACREADY: Maybe dinner.
BENNINGS: Dogs don't eat each other.
MACREADY: I know.
BENNINGS: All right... Box of dynamite... box of thermite... three shotguns... box of flares... two flare guns... thirty cans gasoline... and a case of alcohol.
MACREADY: Let's load 'em.
BENNINGS: Pretty nasty out, Mac. Thirty-five knots.
MACREADY: Screw it, I'm going up anyway.
BENNINGS: What do you want from us?
MACREADY: Just listen.
BENNINGS: Sixteen.
MACREADY: And the horse you rode in on. Sixteen for how long?! You can't predict this time of year...
CLARK: What the hell you looking at me like that for?
BLAIR: Nothing. Nothing at all.
BLAIR: How long were you with the dog? Alone, I mean?
CLARK: Ah... He was hurt bad. Bullet nicked an artery... I don't know... An hour... hour and a half...
BLAIR: That night?
CLARK: Yeah.
BLAIR: What was he doing in the rec room?
CLARK: Well, after I worked on him -- thought I'd let him rest. Left the room for a bit. When I came back, he was gone.
BLAIR: Well, where was he? Where did he go?
CLARK: Don't know. Looked for him for a bit... couldn't find him.
BLAIR: You're saying he wasn't put into the kennel until the night?
BLAIR: Clark, did you notice anything strange about that dog? Just anything at all? Any little thing?
CLARK: No. Just that he recovered real quick... That night when I found him in the rec room, he had already scraped off his bandage. Before I put him with the others, I redressed his wound and noticed it had healed up real good...
CLARK: What do you mean "got" to the dog?
BLAIR: It was a life form that was able to imitate and reproduce, whatever it ate or absorbed, cell for cell.
BLAIR: Don't you understand?! That Thing didn't want to become a dog...
GARRY: Damn you, Blair! You've already got everybody half-hysterical around here.
BLAIR: You can't let anybody leave!
GARRY: I've got six dead Norwegians on my hands, a burned up flying saucer, and we've just destroyed the scientific find of the century. Now fuck off!
BLAIR: Listen to me, Garry. Please...
GARRY: If the weather clears enough before we reach anybody -- I'm sending you and Doc up to MacMurdo...
BLAIR: ... It could have gotten to somebody...
GARRY: Anybody sick?
BLAIR: No, I... I don't mean infection... or disease...
BLAIR: Look, I know it's hard to believe...
GARRY: So what's our problem?
BLAIR: Well... there's still some cell activity... it's not entirely dead yet.
GARRY: Couldn't make much of it myself.
BLAIR: I've asked him to try and locate the site. Okay with you?
GARRY: Sure. You think there's a connection?
BLAIR: Maybe.
BLAIR: Was that dog, the Norwegian dog?
GARRY: I just can't comprehend any of this. It was just a dog.
NAULS: Now why'd you go and...
BLAIR: And I don't want any more food with sedatives in it. I know what you're up to. Don't think I don't. And if anyone tries to get in here -- I've got rope. I'll hang myself before it gets to me.
NAULS: You promise?
NAULS: What you doin'?
BLAIR: Nobody's getting in here. You can tell them all that!
NAULS: Well, who the hell you think wants to get in there with you?
BLAIR: Whatever that Norwegian dog was... It... It was capable of changing its form... ... when it attacked our dog... it somehow was able to digest... or... absorb it... and in the process shaped its own cells to imitate our dog's cells exactly... ... This for instance isn't dog at all -- it's imitation... We got to it before it had time to finish or...
NAULS: Finish what?
BLAIR: ... I think the whole process would have taken an hour... maybe more. And then I suppose both would have changed back to dog form.
BLAIR: I've changed my mind... I'd... I'd like to come back inside... I don't want to stay out here any more... Funny things... I hear funny things out here.
MACREADY: Have you come across Fuchs?
BLAIR: Fuchs...? No, it's not Fuchs... You must let me back in... I won't harm anyone... I promise...
MACREADY: We'll see...
MACREADY: How you doin', old boy?
BLAIR: I don't know who to trust.
MACREADY: Know what you mean, Blair. Trust is a tough thing to come by these days. Just trust in the Lord.
BLAIR: Watch Clark.
MACREADY: What?
BLAIR: Watch him close. Ask him why he didn't kennel the dog.
BLAIR: ... Can't you see...? If one cell of this Thing got out it could imitate every living thing on Earth. Nothing could stop it! Nothing!
MACREADY: Look Blair, maybe you're right about this. But we've got to be rational. We've got to talk this over. I'm unarmed and I'm coming in.
BLAIR: No, you're not! I don't trust any of you!
MACREADY: Too damn dangerous.
BLAIR: ... You think this Thing wants to become an animal? Dogs can't make it 1000 miles to the sea. No skua gulls to imitate this time of year... No penguins this far inland... Don't you understand?! It wanted to become us!
PALMER: Let's open it. Now...
CHILDS: Why you so damn anxious to let him in here...
PALMER: He's so close. Maybe our best chance to blow him away.
CHILDS: No. Just let him freeze out there.
PALMER: Let's open it.
CHILDS: Hell no.
PALMER: Could have been anytime. Anywhere.
CHILDS: If it did get to him.
PALMER: Why didn't it imitate Fuchs? Isn't that its number -- to get more recruits.
CHILDS: Wasn't enough time. Generator was out, what...? Thirty minutes. Takes the bastards an hour, maybe two to absorb somebody.
PALMER: We got to burn 'em.
CHILDS: Now hold on, you dumb...
PALMER: Childs!!
CHILDS: Let go of me...
PALMER: Don't get near 'em. The plants! They're alive. Those things can imitate anything...
CHILDS: What's it going to do, being a plant?
PALMER: Somebody broke in.
CHILDS: Now who'd go and do...
PALMER: Auxiliary light cables...? Been cut.
CHILDS: Cut, bullshit. Been pulled apart.
PALMER: What?
CHILDS: Don't walk behind me.
PALMER: Childs, where's that magneto from Chopper One?
CHILDS: Ain't it there?
PALMER: Happens all the time, man. They're falling out of the skies like flies. Government knows all about it... Chariots of the Gods, man... They practically own South America. I mean they taught the Incas everything they knew...
CHILDS: Cool it, Palmer!!
CHILDS: I said where? Where'd you go?!
GARRY: Was dark... find a light...
CHILDS: You lying bastard...
GARRY: I suppose... well, it's possible someone might have lifted it from me. But...
CHILDS: That key ring of yours is always hooked to your belt. Now how could somebody get to it without you knowing?
GARRY: Look, I haven't been near that... that refrigerator.
GARRY: You catch anything he was saying?
CHILDS: Am I starting to look Norwegian to you, Bwana?
NAULS: Cut him loose of the line up by his shack.
CHILDS: Cut him loose?
NAULS: When we were up poking around his place... I found this...
NAULS: Somebody's taken it. I can't find it!
CHILDS: Clark, you want me to come in after you?!
CHILDS: Cut that out, Copper. Nauls? What's taking you?!
NAULS: I'm working it! Nothing's happening!
CHILDS: That's impossible, man! Okay, Clark, out of the john where I can see you!
NAULS: It's shorted out or something!
CHILDS: Clark, you come on out here!!
NAULS: Childs! That a fuse?
CHILDS: No. The generator. You got the auxiliary box just off the kitchen. Get to it. Where's the damn flashlight? You fellas okay over there?
NAULS: Lighten your load, sucker. You ain't the judge and executioner around here!
CHILDS: Who you trying to protect, mutherfucker? I'm telling you this S.O.B. could be one of them.
MACREADY: Maybe we shouldn't make it.
CHILDS: If you're worried about anything, let's take that blood test of yours.
MACREADY: If we've got any surprises for each other -- we shouldn't be in any condition to do anything about it. You play chess?
MACREADY: Not the only one.
CHILDS: The fire's got the temperature way up all over camp... won't last long though.
MACREADY: Neither will we.
CHILDS: Maybe we should try and fix the radio... try and get some help.
MACREADY: Maybe we shouldn't.
CHILDS: Then we'll never make it.
MACREADY: I think so.
CHILDS: What do you mean "you think so?"
CHILDS: Spaceship of some kind.
MACREADY: Smart S.O.B. He put it together piece by piece.
CHILDS: Load of bullshit.
MACREADY: We'll see. Let's try Clark.
CHILDS: We should have jumped his ass.
MACREADY: Now Copper, you tie Palmer up.
CHILDS: You ain't tying me up.
MACREADY: Then I'll have to kill you.
CHILDS: Then kill me.
MACREADY: Palmer, you and Copper tie everyone down. Real tight.
CHILDS: What for?
MACREADY: For your health.
MACREADY: ... Ever occur to the jury that anybody could have gotten to some of my clothes and stuck them up...
CHILDS: We ain't buying that.
CHILDS: We found your clothes -- the ones you tried to burn.
MACREADY: What clothes?
CHILDS: You been made, MacReady.
MACREADY: What are you doing?
CHILDS: You're a dead man, MacReady -- or a dead whatever the hell you are!
CHILDS: ... Nothing human could have made it back here in this weather without a guideline...
MACREADY: ... Where is everybody?! I'm half frostbit!
CHILDS: Well, who says I want you going with me?!
MACREADY: Cut the bullshit... Okay, Sanchez, you come with us. Norris... you stay here... Any of them move -- you fry 'em. And if you hear anything, anything at all you let loose the siren. We all meet back here in twenty minutes regardless. And everybody watch whoever you're with. Real close.
CHILDS: MacReady!
MACREADY: What?
CHILDS: Garry's missing!
MACREADY: Oh, shit! Well, hang on!
CHILDS: Gee, thanks!
CHILDS: What do we do about those three?
MACREADY: We got morphine, don't we.
MACREADY: Torch them!!
CHILDS: But...
MACREADY: He's gone already! Do it!
CHILDS: What we going to do?!
MACREADY: How the fuck do I know?!
CHILDS: Where's the other half?
MACREADY: Probably the next meal.
CHILDS: I can get maybe another five or six feet out of it.
MACREADY: That's good enough.
MACREADY: Yeah, they dig him up and cart him back. He gets thawed out, wakes up and scares the shit out of them. And they get into one hell of a brawl...
CHILDS: Now how's this motherfucker wake up after thousands of years in the ice, huh?
MACREADY: I don't know how. Because he's different than we are. Because he's a space guy. What do you want from me, anyway. Go ask Blair.
CHILDS: You buy any of this, Blair?
MACREADY: ... So it crashes, and this guy, whoever he is, gets thrown out, or walks out, and ends up freezing.
CHILDS: I just can't believe this voodoo bullshit. You believe this voodoo bullshit, Blair?
CHILDS: MacReady!
MACREADY: Look, I'm just guessing...
CHILDS: Well, go on.
MACREADY: Torch it over there!
CHILDS: The dogs?
MACREADY: Screw the dogs!! Torch it!!
CHILDS: What's happening?
MACREADY: Childs, you got the torch? You get your ass in here!!
MACREADY: I guess you're okay.
DR. COPPER: Thank you.
MACREADY: Didn't think you'd use that fibrillator on Norris if you were one of them.
MACREADY: And if anyone tries to wake me...
DR. COPPER: Damn you, MacReady!
DR. COPPER: Now hold him.
MACREADY: I'm a real light sleeper, Childs...
DR. COPPER: Enough, MacReady!
MACREADY: Would that test have worked?
DR. COPPER: I think so.
MACREADY: Well, who's got access to it?
DR. COPPER: I guess I'm the only one.
MACREADY: What are you doing?
DR. COPPER: Could be important work. Might as well bring it back.
MACREADY: It's getting late. Hurry it. I'm going to check the last few rooms.
MACREADY: Anything?
DR. COPPER: All in Norwegian.
MACREADY: Hey, Sweden!!!
DR. COPPER: They're not Swedish, goddamn it, they're Norwegian, MacRe --
DR. COPPER: My God, what in hell happened here?
MACREADY: Come on, Copper.
DR. COPPER: Screw regulations! Four guys could be crawling around on their bellies out there!
MACREADY: So, I don't want to end up crawling around with them when we go down.
GARRY: How long will it take you to prepare this?
DR. COPPER: A couple of hours.
GARRY: Well, get to it.
GARRY: Hold on, damn it. We're getting nowhere... If this bit of Blair's about absorbing and imitating is true... then that dog could have gotten to anybody.
DR. COPPER: And if it got to Clark... Clark could have gotten to anybody.
DR. COPPER: Goes on like that quite awhile. What do you gentlemen make of it?
GARRY: Could be anything... Men in isolation... some beef that snowballed... got out of hand...
DR. COPPER: ... Guys as crazy as that could have done a lot of damage to their own before they got to us.
GARRY: Nothing we can do about that.
DR. COPPER: Yes, there is. I'd like to go up.
GARRY: In this weather?
DR. COPPER: Bennings?
DR. COPPER: I'm getting worried about you. You ought to have a checkup.
NORRIS: Let's just not get worried about anything just now.
DR. COPPER: After all this mess then.
NORRIS: After all this mess.
DR. COPPER: I don't see how... when I'm finished I return it right away.
NORRIS: When was the last time you used it?
DR. COPPER: A day or so ago... I guess.
NORRIS: Can there be... some kind of test? To find out who's what?
DR. COPPER: A serum test possibly.
FUCHS: Right. Why not?
GARRY: What's that?
GARRY: How many in their party?
FUCHS: Started with six. There'd be four others left.
FUCHS: Gotta be from the Norwegian camp.
GARRY: How far's that?
FUCHS: 'Bout eighty kilos southwest.
GARRY: That far?
GARRY: Put that down!
SANCHEZ: No.
GARRY: I'll put this right through your head.
SANCHEZ: Couple seconds of an Argentine disco station.
GARRY: Well, stick with it. I want you at it round the clock. We got to get help in here...
SANCHEZ: Hey, man...!
GARRY: You reach anybody yet?
SANCHEZ: We're a thousand miles from anybody else, man. It's going to get a hell of a lot worse before it gets better.
GARRY: Well, stick to it.
GARRY: How long's it been?
MACREADY: Little over two hours.
MACREADY: Looks good.
GARRY: One thousand volts. Should be enough.
GARRY: Pure nonsense. This won't prove a damn thing.
MACREADY: Thought you'd feel that way, Garry. You were the only one who could have gotten to that blood plasma... ... we'll do you last...
GARRY: Let's rush him. He's not going to blow us all up.
MACREADY: Damn if I won't.
GARRY: Ah... no one... I give it to Copper when he needs it...
MACREADY: Could anyone have gotten it from you?
MACREADY: Get these things out of supply and meet me over by the snowmobiles.
GARRY: You're not going to catch them in one of those with the start they got.
MACREADY: Palmer, how long would it take you to strap those big four-cylinder carburetors on?
GARRY: You're not thinking of going after them, are you?
MACREADY: I am going after them.
GARRY: We're on fire!
MACREADY: Don't let up, Childs!
GARRY: Extinguishers.
GARRY: Look, if you're going to keep bitching, MacReady -- Palmer's offered to take him up...
MACREADY: What are you talking?! He's had two months training in those choppers!
MACREADY: Tie up Clark, too.
PALMER: He's dead.
MACREADY: Norris looked pretty dead, himself. Bullets don't kill these Things.
PALMER: What kind of test?
MACREADY: I'm sure a lot of you already know.
MACREADY: Sanchez, you and Palmer search the inside...
PALMER: I ain't going with Sanchez.
PALMER: Somebody definitely messed with it.
MACREADY: We going to make it?
PALMER: Hope so. Another ten, fifteen minutes. What I don't get is...
MACREADY: Sanchez...? Hey, who...
PALMER: Mac, where the hell is that pump!!
PALMER: No it ain't there. Would I be asking if it were there?
MACREADY: Move it, Palmer.
PALMER: How's that Thing get to the dogs? I though we stopped it in time.
MACREADY: Copper thinks they swallowed pieces of it during the fight.
PALMER: And that was enough?
PALMER: Oh, I got you. Not too long.
MACREADY: Then get a move on. Childs, come with me.
MACREADY: What's...
PALMER: Blair. He's gone berserk.
PALMER: Four!
MACREADY: What is it out there, anyway? Forty-five knots?
SANCHEZ: He might just wait us out.
MACREADY: I'm going to blow the generator when you get back. He'll have to come for us -- or freeze.
SANCHEZ: What if it doesn't come?
MACREADY: It'll come. It needs us. We're the only thing left to imitate... Give me a hand.
MACREADY: We've got to find Fuchs. When we find him -- we kill him.
SANCHEZ: Why?
MACREADY: If he's one of those Things, we've got to get to him before he changes... Nauls, you and Childs and I'll check the outside shacks...
SANCHEZ: Where were the flashlights?
MACREADY: Screw the flashlights. Where the hell were you?
SANCHEZ: How we going to try and find out who's... you know, who's who?
MACREADY: Can you think of any other tests?
NAULS: Maybe it ain't coming.
MACREADY: Then we go after him.
NAULS: Bet the last place you ever go.
NAULS: Got Sanchez... World War Three wouldn't mess with this fucker... Can go through walls... And it's like all over the place...
MACREADY: Calm down and get in your position.
NAULS: Position, my ass...
NAULS: Get back!!
MACREADY: The generator!
NAULS: Screw the generator!!
MACREADY: You and Nauls got to block off the west side bunks, the mess hall and the kitchen.
NAULS: You crazy? He might be inside already?
MACREADY: Chance we got to take. We got to force him to come down the east side to the door we got rigged.
NAULS: What about Childs?
MACREADY: Forget about Childs. He's over.
NAULS: Where was he trying to go?
MACREADY: Anyplace but here.
NAULS: What is it?
MACREADY: Everything that's been missing.
MACREADY: We're going to draw a little bit of everybody's blood.
NAULS: What are you going to do? Drink it?
MACREADY: Watching Norris in there... gave me the idea that maybe every part of you bastards is a whole. Every piece of you is self-sufficient, an animal unto itself. When a man bleeds it's just tissue. But blood from one of you Things won't obey. It's a newly formed individual with a built-in desire to protect its own life. When attacked, your blood will try and survive -- and crawl away from a hot needle say.
MACREADY: ... Hey, somebody! Open up, it's me, MacReady... ... Come on, damn it... The towline snapped. Been crawling around like a seal out here...
NAULS: Bullshit! He's got to know damn well I cut it!
NAULS: This storm do that?
MACREADY: Couldn't be possible. Must have weighted a ton and a half...
NAULS: That thing's too smart to be hiding any more of its clothes, MacReady.
MACREADY: Just keep looking.
MACREADY: What's happened?!
NORRIS: MacReady, that you?
MACREADY: Yeah!
NORRIS: It's the generator I think! No power.
MACREADY: Well, let's get down there.
NORRIS: We should sleep in shifts.
MACREADY: Right. Half of us awake at all times.
NORRIS: Somebody else sure as hell thought so.
MACREADY: Who else could have used that key?
NORRIS: Magnesium of some type... or some kind of strange alloy. And those poor dumb bastards had to go and blow the hell out of it.
MACREADY: So what do you make of it?
NORRIS: You know damn well what we both make of it.
MACREADY: No chance it could have been some new kind of test craft?
NORRIS: You jerking off or just pissed?
MACREADY: We got any more of those electronic chess things down in supply?
NORRIS: Get your gear on.
MACREADY: What for?
NAULS: It's got into the pub! It's turned on the stereo!
SANCHEZ: What?!
NAULS: It's in between us and them!! How we going to get back?!
SANCHEZ: Can't hear you.
SANCHEZ: You hear that?
NAULS: Hear what?
NAULS: ... Made sure I got ahead of him on the towline on the way back... cut him loose.
SANCHEZ: MacReady...?
NAULS: He's one of them.
SANCHEZ: When do you think it got to him?