Gremlins/Transcript

== Transcript ==
[Our story begins in an outdoor marketplace in Chinatown. It was crowded. Filled with oriental and British merchants. You can buy anything here. Electronics. Food. Anything.]
Rand Peltzer: [narrating] Friends, let me introduce myself. Peltzer's the name. Rand Peltzer. That's me there on the corner. 
[Randall Peltzer walks through the crowd. An American businessman, he wears a tasteful suit. He's thin, with distinguished good looks and thin brown hair. He's 56 years old.]
Rand Peltzer: [narrating] I'm an inventor. And I have a story to tell. I know. Who hasn't got a story? Well, nobody's got a story like this one. Nobody. It all started here in Chinatown. I was trying to move a little merchandise, maybe find a present for my kid. I tried this one place.
[He follows a Chinese boy to a store down the stairs.]
Rand Peltzer: Wait a minute. What's down here?
Chinese Boy: This is it.
Rand Peltzer: This is your grandfather's store?
Chinese Boy: Yeah. Come on.
Rand Peltzer: No wonder you gotta drag people in off the street.
[They entered the store, for the boy was the grandson of the store owner, Mr. Wing.]
Chinese Boy: Go ahead, mister. Look around. See if there's something you like.
[Randall looks around, fascinated by the vast array of items. He talks to the owner.]
Rand Peltzer: Are these things real?
Chinese Boy: I told you, everything's real.
Rand Peltzer: You do have interesting artifacts here, but there's one thing you don't have. And what's that? Let me show you. I'm an inventor. I made this. The Bathroom Buddy. The invention of the century. It eliminates the need to carry heavy luggage when you travel. You got yourself your shaving mirror, your toothbrush, a toothpick. You got toenail clippers, a nail file, and you got yourself a dental mirror. This is gonna revolutionize traveling. Let's just say, for the sake of argument that you're on a bus, a plane or a train. You forgot to brush your teeth. You got yourself a bad case of dragon breath. Bad breath. What do you do? No problem, friend. All you do is you take your toothbrush out, and you push this button.
[He presses the button and it squirts toothpaste on his shirt.]
Rand Peltzer: That's absolutely no problem. Cleans up easily. What I'd like to do, sir, is give you my card. Rand Peltzer. "Fantastic Ideas for a Fantastic World." I make the illogical logical. I can get you these. I can get them by the dozen if you'd like. What do you think? 
[He hears a small and delicate noise.]
Rand Peltzer: Where's that coming from?
[The man walks over to a box. What’s inside seemed to intrigue him.]
Rand Peltzer: What is that?
Chinese Boy: Mogwai.
[It began to make melodic noises.]
Rand Peltzer: What's he doing?
Chinese Boy: Singing. He does that sometimes.
[Randall approaches Mr. Wing.]
Rand Peltzer: I gotta have him. He's incredible. Tell you what I'll do. I'll give you $100 for him.
Grandfather: No.
Rand Peltzer: Look, I've gotta have him. It's a present for my son for Christmas. It's what I've been looking for. I've been everywhere. I'll give you $200. That's $200!
Grandfather: I'm sorry, sir. Mogwai not for sale.
Rand Peltzer: I thought you said everything here was for sale.
Chinese Boy: Grandfather!
Grandfather: With mogwai comes much responsibility. I cannot sell him at any price.
[His grandson talks to Randall Peltzer.]
Chinese Boy: Wait outside. I'll be right out. Just go.
[Mr. Peltzer waited outside the store, and the boy got the box.]
Chinese Boy: Okay, mister, here it is.
Rand Peltzer: All right. What about your grandfather?
Chinese Boy: Forget what he said. He's crazy. We need the money. Do you want it or not?
Rand Peltzer: I want it.
Chinese Boy: Look, mister, there's three rules you've gotta follow.
Rand Peltzer: Yeah, what kind of rules?
Chinese Boy: Keep him out of the light. He hates bright light, especially sunlight. It'll kill him. And keep him away from water. Don't get him wet. But the most important rule, the rule you can never forget, no matter how much he cries or how much he begs, never, never feed him after midnight. Got it?
Rand Peltzer: Sure, kid. Whatever you say. Thanks. And have a merry Christmas.
[We then fade to a quaint little town called Kingston Falls.]
Rockin' Ricky Rialto: You're rolling with Rockin' Ricky Rialto, the voice of Kingston Falls, U.S.A.!
Sheriff Frank: Alex...
Alex: Getting close to Christmas. You'll get stuck with a lot of trees again.
Sheriff Frank: I thought I'd see you about now.
Pete: Ow!
Sheriff Frank: What the hell is this? 
[That tree was a boy named Pete.]
Sheriff Frank: What are you doing in there?
Pete: Don't ask.
Sheriff Frank: Alex, I came to get my tree.
Alex: Pete, take that tree to Mr. Anderson's truck.
Sheriff Frank: What do you say, Alex? You can spare one for the sheriff's station.
Alex: I paid for mine, Frank.
[On a snowy yard, we see a teen, Billy Peltzer, as he tries to start up his car. The vehicle wouldn’t start up, so he had to check the trunk. His neighbor, Murray Futterman, came to see him.]
Murray Futterman: Hey Billy, what's the matter? You need a jump?
Billy Peltzer: No, thanks, Mr. Futterman. I'm pretty much late for work as it is.
Murray Futterman: These goddamn foreign cars - they always freeze up on you. You don't find American machinery doing that. Our stuff can take anything. See that plow? 15 years old. Hasn't given me a day's trouble in years. You know why? Kentucky Harvester. It ain't some foreign piece of crap you pick up these days. That's a Kentucky Harvester!
Billy Peltzer: Well, if I wanna keep my job, I should be going now.
Murray Futterman: How's your comic strip coming? I expect to see you in the funnies with "Smilin' Jack," "Li'I Abner. "
Billy Peltzer: Gee, Mr. Futterman, they don't run those comics anymore.
Murray Futterman: They don't?
Billy Peltzer: Come on, Barn. Say hello to your wife, okay?
Murray Futterman: So long, Billy. Goddamn foreign cars.
[The boy and his dog run for work.]
Billy Peltzer: Hey, doctor.
Doctor: Morning, Billy.
[They got in the bank, where Billy works.]
Billy Peltzer: Morning, Tom.
Tom: Hey, Billy. Barney.
[He gets into his uniform and ushers his dog under the desk.]
Billy Peltzer: Get in there and be quiet.
[His fellow girl, Kate, talks to him.]
Kate Beringer: You just made it.
Billy Peltzer: Again.
Kate Beringer: Will you sign this petition?
Billy Peltzer: Sure. What's it for?
Kate Beringer: To declare Dorry's pub a landmark. Mrs. Deagle's trying to take his lease away.
Billy Peltzer: His too?
Kate Beringer: Yeah, she says it's a dive, a public nuisance.
Billy Peltzer: That's where my dad proposed to my mom.
Kate Beringer: That's where everybody's dad proposed to their mom. Cross your "T." 
[He finished signing the petition and gave the paper back.]
Kate Beringer: Thanks.
[And speak of the devil, mean old Mrs. Deagle was walking outside, carrying a snowman’s head.]
Man on Street: Good morning, Mrs. Deagle.
Ruby Deagle: What's good about it? Klutz! Watch it, watch it!
Billy Peltzer: 40, 60, 80... Two hundred. Thank you.
Mrs. Joe Harris: Mrs. Deagle?
Ruby Deagle: What?
Mrs. Joe Harris: I just wanted you to know that Joe got another job.
Ruby Deagle: Joe?
Mrs. Joe Harris: My husband, Joe Harris. And I've taken up some sewing.
Ruby Deagle: Mrs. Harris, what are you trying to tell me?
Mrs. Joe Harris: I'm afraid none of us can pay for two weeks. Couldn't you just get Mr. Corben to just give us a little more time?
Ruby Deagle: Mrs. Harris, the bank and I have the same purpose in life - to make money. Not to support a lot of... deadbeats!
Mrs. Joe Harris: Mrs. Deagle, it's Christmas!
Ruby Deagle: Well, now you know what to ask Santa for, don't you?
Kid: Mommy, I'm hungry.
Mrs. Joe Harris: Yes, honey. So am I.
[The mean old lady came to Billy, looking mad as usual. She showed him the head of her snowman.]
Ruby Deagle: This is what's left of my imported Bavarian snowman. Your dog broke it this morning!
Billy Peltzer: I'm terribly sorry. Tell me how much I owe you...
Ruby Deagle: I don't want money. I want your dog.
Billy Peltzer: Barney?
Ruby Deagle: Give him to me. I'll take him to the kennel, they'll put him to sleep. It will be quick and painless compared to what I would do to him.
Billy Peltzer: What could you do?
Ruby Deagle: I'll catch the beast myself. He'll get what he deserves, a slow painful death. Maybe I'll put him in my spin-drier on high heat.
[The dog chewed off his leash and lunged at the woman.]
Mr. Anderson: That would do it all right.
Billy Peltzer: Barney! Barney! Barney, will you get off of her?
Mr. Corben: My dear lady, are you all right?
Ruby Deagle: I have a very weak heart. I can't stand a shock like that!
Mr. Corben: What is that dog doing in here?
Gerald: Peltzer, this is a bank, not a pet store.
Mr. Corben: Very good, Gerald.
Billy Peltzer: Barney wouldn't hurt you, Mrs. Deagle. Honest.
Ruby Deagle: Excuses, excuses. You're just like your father. I've listened to his excuses for 10 years, the loser! As for you, you mangy cur, I'll get you, when you least expect it! Oh, my heart!
Mr. Corben: I must apologize for this most unusual...
Gerald: You putz.
Dorry: The old bat never looked better. It's great. You're doing fine.
Billy Peltzer: Thanks. Hello, Gerald.
Gerald: If it isn't Captain Clip-on. Guess who almost applied for unemployment today?
Billy Peltzer: I give up.
Gerald: You. But Mr. Corben had second thoughts. He gets so sentimental about the holidays.
Billy Peltzer: Imagine that.
Gerald: I would've fired you in a second.
Billy Peltzer: Well, Merry Christmas to you too. Excuse me, Mr. Jones.
Gerald: Hey, Peltzer. Look, I'm a junior vice president at 23. By the time I'm 25, I'm gonna have Mr. Corben's job. By the time I'm 30, I'll be a millionaire.
Billy Peltzer: Look at you.
Gerald: You're practically supporting your whole family. The world's changing, Peltzer. You gotta change with it. You gotta be tough.
Billy Peltzer: Tough? And no one's tougher than you, Ger?
Gerald: Don't call me that. My name's Gerald.
Kate Beringer: Can I get you a drink?
Gerald: Give me a vodka martini. Shake, don't stir.
Billy Peltzer: You work here?
Kate Beringer: Yeah, weeknights so Dorry doesn't have to pay an extra waitress.
Billy Peltzer: That's great.
Kate Beringer: Yeah, that's swell, if you like working for nothing.
Dorry: Two more rounds for the pool table, on the house.
Gerald: You haven't seen my new apartment.
Kate Beringer: I haven't seen your old apartment.
Gerald: We're talking cable. Can we have dinner tomorrow night?
Kate Beringer: I'm working.
Gerald: Why don't you tell Dorry you're sick? He can't dock your pay.
Lynn Peltzer: Billy, is that you?
Billy Peltzer: Yeah, Mom, it's me.
Lynn Peltzer: I'm in the kitchen.
[The TV is playing Frank Capra's "It's a Wonderful Life."]
George Bailey: (on TV) Merry Christmas! Merry Christmas, movie house! Merry Christmas, emporium!
Billy Peltzer: Hi, Mom.
Lynn Peltzer: Hi, sweetie.
Billy Peltzer: Do you need any help?
Lynn Peltzer: Yeah, you could do the eggs.
Billy Peltzer: Thanks.
Lynn Peltzer: Dad's machines work so well the first couple of weeks, then... Use the sink.
Billy Peltzer: Is something wrong?
Lynn Peltzer: No, it's a sad movie. How was your day?
Billy Peltzer: It was fine. Come on, what is it? What's wrong?
Lynn Peltzer: Mrs. Deagle called again this afternoon. Let's not talk about it now. Don't say anything to Dad.
Billy Peltzer: Fine with me.
Lynn Peltzer: Hi, sweetheart! Welcome home.
Billy Peltzer: Hey, Dad.
Lynn Peltzer: I'm glad you're back. How was the trip?
Rand Peltzer: It was great. The Miracle Company, who has the Kitchen Companion might be interested in the Bathroom Buddy.
Lynn Peltzer: Great!
Billy Peltzer: Thanks, Dad!
Rand Peltzer: You're gonna like this.
Billy Peltzer: What is it? A birdcage?
Rand Peltzer: No, don't shake it. You're gonna have to open it now. It won't wait till Christmas.
Billy Peltzer: It's a puppy, isn't it? Yeah, I can tell.
Rand Peltzer: It's a new car. Honey, would you dim the lights?
Lynn Peltzer: Sure.
Billy Peltzer: Dim the lights? Dad, what does it do? Glow in the dark?
Rand Peltzer: It's important. Trust me. Go ahead, open it.
Billy Peltzer: What is it?
Rand Peltzer: It's your new pet.
Billy Peltzer: Come on, Barney. Be a good dog.
[Inside the box was a small creature. The animal is eleven inches tall and stands upright on two legs. It has two arms, with small four-fingered hands. Its body is covered with fluffy brown fur. The piercing eyes are big, sad. Its ears are long and pointed. A tiny nose sits above a wide mouth, with small, square teeth.]
Billy Peltzer: You're kidding. Dad, it's really neat. Where'd you get this?
Rand Peltzer: Out of some little junk store in Chinatown.
Billy Peltzer: Can I pick him up, Dad?
Rand Peltzer: Sure, go ahead. Just be careful. You gotta be gentle.
Billy Peltzer: I will.
[He gently picks up the small creature.]
Lynn Peltzer: I hope he's housebroken.
Billy Peltzer: Isn't he cute? Has it got a name, Dad?
Rand Peltzer: Yeah, Mogwai.
Billy Peltzer: What?
Rand Peltzer: Mogwai. I don't know. Some Chinese word. I just call him Gizmo. He seems to like it.
[The creature was smiling. Mrs. Peltzer got out a camera.]
Lynn Peltzer: Okay. Gizmo. Look up here a minute.
Billy Peltzer: We're getting our picture taken. Smile.
Lynn Peltzer: Ready? One, two, three...
[She snapped a picture and the mogwai retreated to Randall.]
Rand Peltzer: No, no.
Gizmo: Bright light!
Lynn Peltzer: What happened?
Rand Peltzer: He hates bright lights. There's some important things I forgot to tell you. Number one, he hates bright lights. But you gotta keep him out of the sunlight. Sunlight will kill him. Number two, keep him away from water. Don't give him any water to drink. Whatever you do, don't give him a bath. And the most important thing, don't ever feed him after midnight.
[In Billy’s room, Gizmo makes a noise that corresponds to a note Billy plays on his keyboard. When the mogwai sings, he hits the corresponding notes to match the tune. He hits the wrong key, and the mogwai hits the right one. He puts on a Santa hat on Gizmo’s head. Billy then gets out a pocket mirror to let Gizmo see himself in the mirror, but it reflected a light at him, sending him to a trash bin. He got him out and saw a cut on his head.]
Billy Peltzer: Gizmo.. Shh! Uh oh. Looks like you hurt yourself.
Gizmo: Light bright! Light bright!
Billy Peltzer: Just sit down there and don't fall off, okay? I'll get you fixed up in no time. All right. Hold still. Sorry. Sorry. Try not to move so much, okay?
[He wraps the bandage on Gizmo’s head. Later, it was time for bed.]
Billy Peltzer: Good night, Giz. I'll see you in the morning.
[And so, they both went to sleep. The next morning, Billy tries to get a glass of orange juice. He had to use his dad’s contraption: a juicer. He dropped an orange into the juicer, but instead of releasing juice into the glass, it sprays all over Billy. Entering the house was Pete with a Christmas tree in tow.]
Pete: Hello! Mrs. Peltzer? I got a tree! Oh, Christ! Billy!
[He sees Billy drenched in orange juice.]
Pete: Hey Billy. I just brought in your Christmas tree. What happened?
Billy Peltzer: Slight problem with the Peltzer Peeler-Juicer.
Pete: I thought your dad fixed it.
Billy Peltzer: I thought so, too.
Pete: You know, you should just buy orange juice in cartons. It's a lot easier. See, it works.
[The machine shorts out. Later, Billy and Pete go upstairs.]
Pete: I hate wearing this stupid costume, but my dad thinks it's...
Billy Peltzer: It's no problem, Pete. You can Leave it up here. What'll you gonna tell him?
Pete: I'll just tell him a bunch of bikers stole it from me on my way home.
[As Billy changes his shirt, Pete finds a comic book.]
Pete: Wow! The Hooded Menace. Issue number one!
Billy Peltzer: Pretty neat, huh?
Pete: Where'd you get it?
Billy Peltzer: Dr. Fantasy's, I think.
Pete: What's that?
Billy Peltzer: Come here. I'll show you. This is my new pet. My dad gave him to me.
Pete: Neat! What's his name?
Billy Peltzer: His name's Gizmo. Hi, Giz. He's a mogwai.
Pete: Cute! Blink your eyes. Go like that. Can you do that?
[The mogwai blinks his eyes.]
Billy Peltzer: Watch. Maybe he'll sing. [picks Gizmo] Come on, Giz. Let's go over to the table. I'll be careful. There we go.
Pete: Gee, Billy, where can I get one of those?
Billy Peltzer: I don't know. This is the only one I've ever seen.
Pete: Can I hold him?
Billy Peltzer: Sure. I don't see why not. He seems to like you.
[As Pete tries to pick the mogwai up, he accidentally spills his glass of water on him. The mogwai began to screech in pain.]
Billy Peltzer: Great! Thanks a lot.
Pete: Sorry. What was in that jar?
Billy Peltzer: Nothing! Just water!
Pete: Why is he making that noise?
[Suddenly, a ball popped out of Gizmo’s back.]
Pete: What is it?
Billy Peltzer: I don't know.
Pete: Is it alive?
Billy Peltzer: I don't know.
[The ball was starting to grow in size. Soon, four more balls popped out of the mogwai’s back. The balls were then becoming more like mogwais. Now, there were six mogwais, including Gizmo. Barney looked at one of the new mogwais, who yawned.]
Pete: One, two, three, four, five new ones. Now can I have one?
Billy Peltzer: Ah, I don't know. Pete.
Pete: Hey, look, that one's got a cute little stripe on its head. Hey cutie.
[He was about to touch the mogwai, but it nearly bit his finger. The new mogwais snickered at this.]
Billy Peltzer: Isn't that incredible, Pete?
Pete: Yeah, great.
Billy Peltzer: Don't you think this...? This is incredible!
Pete: Oh, it is neat. I'm serious. It's neat.
[Billy sees Gizmo, looking worried and sad about the new mogwais.]
Billy Peltzer: Gizmo, what's the matter?
[Later, Billy goes to see his father, who's working on another invention.]
Billy Peltzer: Hey, Dad? There's something I should tell you.
Rand Peltzer: Look. You're familiar with the Bathroom Buddy? I have made an improvement. Watch this. Now, let's say you're late for the big meeting. It's really important. You're on your way. You reach up. You forgot to shave. What're you gonna do? Under normal circumstances, you are in trouble. But not if you have the Bathroom Buddy. Watch this. (pushed a button and a razor comes out) Voila! What do you think?
Billy Peltzer: That's pretty neat. What's this button do?
[He pressed a button and it squirts shaving cream on Randall.]
Billy Peltzer: Sorry, Dad.
Rand Peltzer: It's okay.
Billy Peltzer: I'm sorry.
Rand Peltzer: It's not your fault. I'm working on that. I haven't finished that.
Billy Peltzer: Dad, the reason I came up here because is there's a problem with the mogwai.
Rand Peltzer: Yeah, what's that?
Billy Peltzer: Well, it multiplies with water.
Rand Peltzer: What?
[We see the new mogwais watching the striped mogwai play on the miniature Donkey Kong arcade cabinet.]
Billy Peltzer: So dad, you see what I mean?
Rand Peltzer: I don't believe it. All that from water, they got wet?
Billy Peltzer: Plain water. 
[Gizmo was playing his small trumpet while the others were watching the arcade game.]
Billy Peltzer: You know it's funny. The new ones aren't like Gizmo. The one with the stripe seems to be the leader.
Rand Peltzer: You know what? I'll bet every kid in America would like one of these. They might replace the dog as the family pet. 
[Barney looked up in dismay from that remark. The striped mogwai spewed orange spit near Gizmo. The new mogwais laughed meanly at Gizmo.]
Rand Peltzer: Think about it. The Peltzer Pet. This could really be the big one.
[Later that night, Billy and Gizmo were sleeping on the bed while the five mogwai are in a makeshift box bed. Billy was wakened up when he heard a howl.] 
Billy Peltzer: Barn? Barney? 
[He goes to investigate outside and saw Barney, hanging and tangled in christmas lights.]
Billy Peltzer: Barney? Barney, who did this to you? Hold on, I'll get you down. Stay still.
Billy Peltzer: Poor dog. Another minute and he would've been a dog-sicle.
Rand Peltzer: Look, all I know is that I'm positive that I closed and locked the door.
Billy Peltzer: How else did she get to him?
Lynn Peltzer: Billy, we can't point any fingers, not even at Mrs. Deagle.
Billy Peltzer: Mom, she's been threatening him for weeks. You know She'd love to get her hands on him.
Lynn Peltzer: I know, honey but We don't have proof. We can't even find footprints leading up to the house.
Rand Peltzer: Billy, I'm gonna take Barney to your grandmother's. Take him there on the way to the convention, christmas eve, I'll pick him up on the way home. He'll be here for Christmas. It'll be all right.
Lynn Peltzer: I don't think we can drink this.
Rand Peltzer: Why not? What's wrong with this?
[The next morning, Billy is heading for school, holding the box containing one of the new mogwais.]
Pete: Hey, Billy. Is that a mogwai?
Billy Peltzer: Yeah, I'm gonna have Mr. Hanson check it out.
[Later, Billy is showing Mr. Hanson the mogwai.]
Billy Peltzer: And all of a sudden, there were five new ones like this one. Now watch this.
[Billy grabbed the squeezer and drip one on the mogwai. The ball of fur popped loose and grew into a mogwai.]
Mr. Hanson: Can I keep one of these here, run some tests on him?
Billy Peltzer: I think I can spare one.
[The mogwai inside the box was interacting with the new mogwai outside the box. That night, Billy went to see Kate at the bar.]
Murray Futterman: This is some Christmas, Katie, I'll tell you. First the old bat closes the factory, and now it's my goddamn plow.
Kate Beringer: Mr. Futterman, guess what? It's time to go home now.
Murray Futterman: How about one more beer?
Kate Beringer: No, it's getting late.
Murray Futterman: One more beer, I'll help you clean up.
Kate Beringer: No, thanks, though. It'll be okay. It'll be okay.
Murray Futterman: It will not be okay. I brought my plow in for a tune-up and found it loaded with foreign parts. I mean, everything. Gaskets, pistons, spark plugs. All of it's foreign. Billy! Hi.
Billy Peltzer: Going home?
Murray Futterman: Oh, yeah. Gremlins... You got-you gotta watch out for them forgeiners cuz they plant gremlins in their machinery. It's the same gremlins that brought down our planes in the big one.
Kate Beringer: The big one...
Murray Futterman: That's right. World War II. Good old WWII. You know, they're still shippin' them over here. They put em in cars, they put em in your TV. They put em in stereos and those little radios you stick in your ears. They even put em in watches, they have teeny gremlins for our watches!
Kate Beringer: It's not a good idea that you drive. Why don't you walk home?
Murray Futterman: You know, Katie, I think maybe I'll walk home.
Kate Beringer: Good.
Murray Futterman: It's a nice night. Good night, kids.
Kate Beringer: Good night.
Murray Futterman: Gremlins.
[Billy and Kate were walking together on the holiday night.]
Billy Peltzer: That was really good, the way you handled Mr. Futterman.
Kate Beringer: I'm used to it. He's been like that ever since he lost his job. He's like a lot of people around here. He just wants somebody to listen. Especially around the holidays.
Billy Peltzer: Why is that?
Kate Beringer: It's when a lot of people get really depressed.
Billy Peltzer: That's funny. I always thought everyone was happy during the holidays, no matter what.
Kate Beringer: Most people are, but some aren't. While everybody else opens up presents, they're opening up their wrists.
Billy Peltzer: Cheery thought.
Kate Beringer: It's true. The suicide rate's always the highest around the holidays.
Billy Peltzer: Now I'm depressed. Do you ever get depressed on Christmas?
Kate Beringer: I don't celebrate Christmas.
Billy Peltzer: Are you Hindu or something?
Kate Beringer: No, I just don't like to.
Billy Peltzer: What's not to like? I mean, it's a lot of fun.
Kate Beringer: God! Say you hate Thanksgiving, and nobody cares. But say you hate Christmas, everybody makes you feel like you're a leper.
Billy Peltzer: I'm sorry.
Kate Beringer: It's okay. I'm sorry. I'm just a little tired and cranky.
Billy Peltzer: Yeah.
Kate Beringer: Thanks for walking me home.
Billy Peltzer: No problem. Good night.
Kate Beringer: Good night.
Billy Peltzer: Kate? I was just wondering, do you get any free nights off from Dorry's?
Kate Beringer: Thursdays.
Billy Peltzer: Thursdays, yeah. Because I was just wondering, if you're free this Thursday night, maybe you'd like to go out on a date with me?
Kate Beringer: I'd love to.
Billy Peltzer: Oh, yeah? Well, that's great! We can talk about it on the phone and kind of square everything away.
Kate Beringer: Good night, Billy.
Billy Peltzer: 'Night.
[She goes into her house as Billy leaves. Back in the school, Mr. Hanson got out a needle for the little mogwai.]
Mr. Hanson: Hey, there. Give me your arm, boy. Give me your arm. No, this is not gonna hurt. This isn't gonna hurt. Not a big guy like you. Come on. (injects the needle) There you go. See, that's not so bad. Come on. Good, good. Oh, that's good. Just a little blood test, pal. You'll never miss it.
[Back in Billy’s room, Billy is watching the sci-fi classic, “Invasion of the Body Snatchers” while Gizmo is reading a comic book with 3D glasses on.]
Becky Driscoll: (on TV) They're like huge seed pods!
Billy Peltzer: Having fun?
Gizmo: Fun!
Billy Peltzer: Pretty neat, huh?
Gizmo: Neat!
[Suddenly, the new mogwais start to whine for food.]
Mogwai: Yum, yum! Yum, yum!
Billy Peltzer: Hey, what is with you guys? How about shutting up for a change okay? I already fed you.
[But the Mogwai continue whining]
Billy Peltzer: (checks the clock and it reads 11:36) Well, it's not 12:00 yet. All right. (to Gizmo) Keep an eye on them, Giz. I'll be back in a second.
[As Billy leaves, Stripe whispers to the others. In the kitchen, Billy takes out some leftover chicken and takes it upstairs.]
Billy Peltzer: Here we go. Now maybe you guys will be quiet. 
[Gizmo groans in disgust to see the mogwai eating like slobs.]
Billy Peltzer: You guys are really hungry. (to Gizmo) Giz, you want some? (gets chicken) Do you want some chicken? 
[Gizmo shook his head]
Billy Peltzer: No? All right.
[In school, Mr. Hanson was eating a sandwich. The mogwai in the cage looked hungry. ]
Mogwai: Yum, yum.
Mr. Hanson: That's it, good buddy. Call it a night.
[After the man left, the caged mogwai dragged the meal toward him and ate it up. Back home, Billy and Gizmo watched the rest of the movie.]
Dr. Miles Bennell: (on TV) Can't you see? They're after you! They're after all of us! Our wives, our children, everyone! They're here already! You're next! You're next! You're next! You're next!
[As the sun rose the next morning, the new mogwais were gone. In their place were strange cocoons.]
Gizmo: Uh-oh.
Billy Peltzer: Mom?
Lynn Peltzer: Yeah?
Billy Peltzer: Mom, could you come up here, please?
Lynn Peltzer: Then I want you to bring the vacuum cleaner upstairs for me.
[She spots the cocoons in the room.]
Lynn Peltzer: What are they?
Billy Peltzer: Well, they're the mogwai, I guess. Except for Gizmo.
Lynn Peltzer: Did you get them wet or something?
Billy Peltzer: No.
Lynn Peltzer: Did you feed them after midnight?
Billy Peltzer: Well, I gave them some chicken. But I made sure that it... 
[He goes over to the clock and sees that the wires have been chewed off.]
Billy Peltzer: No, no, no. Wait a minute. I made sure... Mom? What's going on here?
[In the school, Billy and Pete found a cocoon in the cage.]
Pete: Yuck! What'd you say this was called? A putrid stage?
Mr. Hanson: Pupal. Pupal stage.
Pete: Like a butterfly.
Mr. Hanson: Yeah, right. This is a cocoon, and inside, he's going through changes. Lots of changes.
Pete: Like my mother.
Mr. Hanson: No, that's different. This is called a metamorphosis. It's a change in form and in appearance.
[At home, Mrs. Peltzer was making gingerbread cookies when her phone rang.]
Lynn Peltzer: (answers the phone) Hello? Hello? Hi, honey! No, I'm sure it works fine. I was just out on the back porch for a second.
[It was her husband, Randall, calling from the invention convention.]
Rand Peltzer: (on phone) The convention's great. I said it's great! Actually, the competition's...
Robby the Robot: Sorry, miss.
Rand Peltzer: (on phone) The competition's a little more advanced than I expected. 
Robby the Robot: I was changing my oil.
Rand Peltzer: (on phone) Some really neat things.
[In Billy’s room, the cocoons were starting to move.]
Lynn Peltzer: (on phone) Oh, Rand. You've never been so far away on Christmas Eve before.
Rand Peltzer: (on phone) I know it's Christmas Eve. I'll do the best I can.
Lynn Peltzer: (on phone) All right. Bye-bye. (hangs up)
[At the bank…]
Mrs. Joe Harris: All I could get for it was $36!
Mr. Corben: If there's anything I can do...
Mrs. Joe Harris: But it's completely out of my hands.
Mr. Corben: I'll be delighted... Hello, Gerald. I'm under such terrible pressure.
Mrs. Joe Harris: Why don't you just speak to Mrs. Deagle about it?
Mr. Corben: Speak to Mrs. Deagle? 
[The mean old lady enters the bank.]
Mr. Corben: Mrs. Deagle!
Ruby Deagle: Deposit this to my account. Where's that psychotic canine of yours? Still hiding under the counter?
Billy Peltzer: No, I'm afraid he's on vacation.
Ruby Deagle: You better keep him behind locked doors, because if I catch him, he's in for a slow death.
[At the school, Mr. Hanson was showing his class an educational movie.]
Doctor: (on screen) Here's Mr. Bird's heart. Small animals lose heat faster than large ones. Their blood must circulate faster to keep their bodies warm. Now, in small birds... their hearts beat about 600 times per minute. Cats, 130. Man, about 75... and a big old elephant's heart, only 25 a minute.
Man: (offscreen) Hey, doc, you got a human heart?
Doctor: (offscreen) Has he got a human heart? Wait till you see this! Roll 10.
[Inside the box, the cocoon was shaking. Soon, all of the cocoons were starting to hatch. Gizmo hid in a helmet as he watched in fear. The box shook and fell off the desk as the bell rang.]
Mr. Hanson: Okay, class. Merry Christmas. Merry Christmas. If any of you wanna bring me a present, a cassette deck wouldn't be bad. Of course, tickets to the Super Bowl would be very nice.
Pete: Mr. Hanson, wait. Let me just talk to you for a second. Bye.
[The classroom was empty, and the teacher checked the box. The cocoon has hatched. Later, he called Billy on the phone.]
Mr. Hanson: Billy... It just hatched.
Billy Peltzer: I'll be right there.
[In the house, Gizmo saw nasty figures coming out of the cocoon. Their silhouettes looking like nasty creatures. Back in the classroom, Mr. Hanson went to look for what hatched in the cocoon.]
Mr. Hanson: Hey, there. You remember me? (turns off the educational film) Remember me, don't you? (holds out a Snickers bar) I went and got you... a candy bar. I thought you might be hungry. You hungry? You should try one of these.
[The film suddenly starts back up and skittering was heard in the room.]
Mr. Hanson: Hey, there. Come here. Don't be afraid. There's no reason to be afraid. Where'd you go? Where are you? (checks under the desk) I know you're in there. I know you're under there. Come on, now. You're not still angry about that little blood test, are you? (holds out the Snickers bar) Come on out. Take a bite. Let me see you. I just wanna see you. You try some of this now. I know you gotta be hungry. 
[Something under the desk ate the Snickers bar.]
Mr. Hanson: There now. Don't you feel better?
[But then, something bit him and he screamed. Billy came to the classroom later on.]
Billy Peltzer: Mr. Hanson?
[Billy looked and saw what appears to be a lifeless Mr. Hanson, needle in the leg. He headed over to the desk until something scratched his hand. He clutched his hand and sees a green fingered hand reaching over. It grabbed an apple and took a bite out of it before throwing it away. Next, it ate a glass beaker, only to spit it out. Billy looked over the desk and saw a broken vent door. He went to the nurse’s office and wrapped his hand in bandages. As he leaned his head back, something popped out of the cabinet. It looked mean, scaly, and green. He screamed as he saw the creature, who retreated through another vent door. Back in Billy’s home, Mrs. Peltzer was hearing strange noises in the attic. In the attic, Gizmo was tied to a dartboard as the monsters threw darts near the mogwai. The mother got her knife and approached the room.] 
Stripe: Gizmo ca-ca!
[The monster threw Gizmo down the laundry vent. Mrs. Peltzer went to the attic and saw the hatched cocoons. Just then, the phone rang.]
Lynn Peltzer: Billy, are you okay? Where are you?
Billy Peltzer: Mom, they hatched. Get out of the house.
Gremlin: Phone home. Ca-ca!
[A gremlin tore off the phone wire, ending the call without warning.]
Billy Peltzer: Mom? Mom!
Lynn Peltzer: Billy, where-?
[The mother began to hear the record player playing ‘Do You See What I See?.’ She went downstairs and turned it off. Suddenly, a glass was thrown, and it broke near her. It was coming from the kitchen, so she went to investigate. What she saw was a monstrous little creature gnawing down on one of her gingerbread men. She hid behind the corner as the gremlin looked back. While it starts eating in a blender, she carefully approaches the machine and pushes a button, killing it in the process. Lynn Peltzer turned it off and was soon bombarded by plates being thrown by another gremlin. She used a table as a shield from the thrown plates.]
Lynn Peltzer: Get out of my kitchen!
[She runs to the gremlin and stabs it to death with her knife. Another gremlin threw a tray of gingerbread men. The mother got a can of bug spray and sprayed it at the creature, sending it into a microwave. She pressed a few buttons and soon, the gremlin exploded into gooey green chunks inside the microwave. Suddenly, more noises were heard in the living room, so Lynn Peltzer got another knife. She looked around the living room for the noise. On the floor was a windup robot still walking despite being turned on its side. As she stepped back, the Christmas tree fell over, and a gremlin viciously attacked the woman. The striped gremlin saw this from a box.]
Stripe: Neat!
[Billy arrived home and saw the gremlin tussling Billy’s mother. He gets a sword from the wall.]
Billy Peltzer: Hey!
[The gremlin looked and the boy swung the sword, decapitating it and putting its head in the fireplace. ]
Billy Peltzer: Mom, are you all right?
Lynn Peltzer: I think so.
[Standing by the window was the leader of the gremlins, Stripe. The striped gremlin broke through the window and ran out into the snowy evening.]
Billy Peltzer: Mom, it's Stripe!
[At a quaint little house, the doorbell rang.]
Dr. Calinaro: Should I get it?
Mrs. Calinaro: Yeah, go ahead and get it.
Dr. Calinaro: Oh, I didn't mean that.
Billy Peltzer: Hello, Dr. Molinaro. Can we come in? My mom's had a bit of an accident.
Lynn Peltzer: Be careful!
Dr. Molinaro: What happened?
[Billy went back home and checked the kitchen. It was a mess of broken plates and gremlin chunks. He then heard a small noise.]
Billy Peltzer: Giz?
[He turned on the light near the laundry chute and opened it. Gizmo was there, but he was in a bit of pain.]
Gizmo: Bright light! Bright light!
Billy Peltzer: Giz! Sorry. Come here. They almost got you, huh? Climb in here.
[Back at the convention, Randall was trying to make another phone call.]
Robby the Robot: The question is totally without meaning. Pardon me, sir. Stuff. Thick and heavy. Would 60 gallons be sufficient? I rarely use it myself, sir. It promotes rust.
Billy Peltzer: Don't worry, Giz, we'll find him.
[He follows the footprints to a local YMCA. He then points to a cracked window, and he opens the door from the other side. Billy walked in the empty building. As he walked, the fire alarm rang, scaring Gizmo. Billy goes over to the fire alarm, and Stripe sprung out, scratching Billy on the chest. It then jumped into the pool. The pool began to bubble and change colors. Billy runs out of the YMCA building as more and more evil laughter were heard in the building. He went to the police department and explained to them about their situation.]
Sheriff Frank: Gremlins, huh? Little monsters.
Billy Peltzer: Right.
Sheriff Frank: Hundreds of them?
Billy Peltzer: I'm not sure. Maybe thousands. Look, I know it sounds crazy. I know it does. But in a matter of hours, this town's gonna be turned into a major disaster area and, now, you have got to warn people!
Deputy Brent: You think this kid is drunk?
Sheriff Frank: No, but you are.
Billy Peltzer: I am not drunk!
Sheriff Frank: Tell me something. Where do these little gremlins come from, huh?
Billy Peltzer: All right. My father gave me one as a present.
Sheriff Frank: Does your father always give you vicious little monsters for a present?
Billy Peltzer: No, they don't start out vicious at first!
Deputy Brent: Of course not.
Billy Peltzer: They don't! They look like this. (about to show them Gizmo; to Sheriff Frank) Could you dim the lights?
Sheriff Frank: Sure. (to Deputy Brent) Go ahead, Brent. Dim the lights.
[The deputy went to dim the lights. Meanwhile, Stripe was soon leading an army of gremlins in Kingston Falls.]
Stripe: Gusto!
[In the Futterman household, Murray was watching a hilarious video of a man dressed as Santa Claus. His wife was hanging up Christmas decorations.]
Sheila Futterman: (sings) 'Tis the season to be jolly. (to her husband) Right, Murray?
[Suddenly, the TV begins to static.]
Murray Futterman: Sheila, will you quit messing with the TV?
Sheila Futterman: You have the thingy.
[The husband sees the remote control and switches channels, only to see more static.]
Murray Futterman: Huh? Oh. Goddamn foreign TV. I told ya we should've got a Zenith.
[Outside, the gremlins were messing with the antenna on the roof. Murray finds a Spanish-speaking channel.]
Murray Futterman: Foreigners.
[He switches to find more static.]
Murray Futterman: I can't get a damn thing on this!
Sheila Futterman: Where are you going?
Murray Futterman: (puts on his jacket) I'm gonna check the antenna. Maybe the damn thing blew down.
Sheila Futterman: Be careful, dear.
[He goes out to check the antenna. It looked a little broken, but then, he heard motor running in the garage. ]
Murray Futterman: What the hell is that?
[Suddenly, his plow broke out, now being driven by gremlins. Murray runs to his wife.]
Murray Futterman: It's them!
Sheila Futterman: You're crazy!
Murray Futterman: There's a real gremlin in my cab!
[The couple screamed as the plow headed for them. Later, we see Father Bartlett putting mail in a mailbox. However, the mailbox spit it out, much to his confusion.]
Father Bartlett: Hello, Anderson. Wanna mail something, do you?
Mr. Anderson: Just a last-minute package, Father.
Father Bartlett: Be my guest.
[He puts his mail in the box, but his hand gets stuck.]
Mr. Anderson: That's strange.
[Stripe looked on from the hole in the snowy ground. Another gremlin was seen messing with the traffic lights by messing with the wires, causing cars to crash into one another. The gremlin chuckled at his prank. Back at the police station, Gizmo was waving the American flag proudly.]
Sheriff Frank: Patriotic little fellow, ain't he? Waving the flag and everything.
Deputy Brent: Be careful, Frank! He might tear your arm off. You want me to put the cuffs on him?
Sheriff Frank: Tell me something, Billy. How come a cute little guy like this can turn into a thousand ugly monsters?
Billy Peltzer: Well, you see, this is before it enters the pupal stage.
Deputy Brent: The pupal stage?
Billy Peltzer: Yeah, right. Plus it multiplies with water.
Deputy Brent: Aw, Christ.
Sheriff Frank: Brent, give the kid some water.
Billy Peltzer: I wouldn't do that, Sheriff.
[The phone rang and the sheriff answered.]
Sheriff Frank: Sheriff's office. Yeah, speaking. What? Oh, no. Yeah, sure, we'll be right over.
Deputy Brent: What happened?
Sheriff Frank: The Futtermans. Something about a snowplow. A freak accident.
Billy Peltzer: It's the creatures!
Sheriff Frank: Ah, the creatures.
Billy Peltzer: The creatures are making it look like an accident! Sheriff! Sheriff, will you listen to me?
Sheriff Frank: You listen to me, kid! Go on home, take little Gizmo, sit by the fireplace and open your Christmas presents. Attaboy.
Deputy Brent: Let me drive.
Sheriff Frank: No, you're drunk.
Deputy Brent: You always get to drive!
Sheriff Frank: Because I'm the sheriff, asshole.
[Back outside, Stripe sets his sights on a potential victim: Mrs. Deagle. In the Deagle household, the old woman was using a stair lift to come down the stairs.]
Ruby Deagle: Kopeck, you stop that, you bad kitty! Kopeck's a bad kitty. Ruble's a good little kitty. We'll find you something to eat. She's a good kitty. Here we go. Here we go. Come on. All right, you stop that! Stop it! 
[She walks over to another cat.]
Ruby Deagle: Mean kitty, you start eating before everybody gets here. Come on, Dollar Bill. Yes, here we go, Dollar Bill. Mommy'll fix you something good to eat. Everybody here? All right, let go of Mommy's coat. Here.
[She heard singing outside her home.]
Ruby Deagle: Christmas carolers. I hate Christmas carolers. Screechy-voiced little glue-sniffers.
[A gremlin inside her house watched as she got a glass of water and went out the porch to face the carolers.]
Ruby Deagle: I warned you brats!
[To her surprise and horror, the carolers were gremlins singing their own song. She went back in and locked the door.]
Gremlins: Ya-ya-ya! Ya-ya-ya!
Ruby Deagle: What are they? What are they?!
Ruby Deagle: They're here! They've come for me! They've come! I'm not ready. I'm not ready yet. I'm not ready!
[As she got on the stair lift, it suddenly moved rapidly up the stairs. The lady was then launched out the window and landed on the sidewalk dead as a doornail. The two cops Billy talked to were horrified by the sight of the dead Deagle.]
Sheriff Frank: My God, Frye! That was Mrs. Deagle.
[Another gremlin messed with the car from underneath, while other gremlins attacked a guy in a Santa suit.]
Dave Meyers: Get them off! Get them off! Help me!
Deputy Brent: Jesus, Frank. That's Dave Myers. He does Santa every year.
Sheriff Frank: What the hell is he doing now? What's that stuff he's got all over him?
Deputy Brent: Frank, I really think we should go now. Start the car. I'd really like to go back to the station. Please! Frank!
[The police car drove away. Pete was fending off some gremlins with his slingshot. A gremlin was hanging onto some Christmas lights, so the boy used hedge clippers to cut off the wire.]
Deputy Brent: Jesus, Frank! What the hell are those things? Let me see that gun. It's supposed to be Christmas. What's the hell's going on?
Sheriff Frank: Shut up, will ya?!
Deputy Brent: Frank!
Sheriff Frank: Oh my god!
Deputy Brent: Frank! Frank!
[A car drove in front of them and the sheriff hit the brake pedal, but the car wouldn’t stop. So, the police car toppled over, while the car drove right into an Allstate building. Meanwhile, Billy gets into his car and starts it up.]
Billy Peltzer: I don't believe it.
[He drives the car into town.]
Rockin' Ricky Rialto: You're on with Rockin' Ricky! Go!
Pete: Hi Rockin' Ricky. My name's Pete. There's these little green guys with big teeth running around town wrecking things.
Rockin' Ricky Rialto: Hey, kid, this is Christmas, not Halloween! Listen, gang, Rockin' Ricky's gettin' fed up with this Orson Welles crap! So, cool it, will ya? What's that? Kitty, what's that? Some of Rockin' Ricky fans? Hey, you're not a Rockin' Ricky fan!
[Gizmo shook in fear as he heard gremlins attack the radio station from the radio. In another part of town, Mr. Peltzer was talking to a smoking gas station attendant.]
Rand Peltzer: Sir, I notice that you're a smoker.
Gas Station Attendant: Hmm?
Rand Peltzer: I notice that you're a smoker. I see the cigarettes. I noticed, here, this broken ashtray. It's very fortunate that I happened to come by. Let me introduce myself. My name's Randall Peltzer. I'm an inventor. "Fantastic Ideas for a Fantastic World. " I make the illogical logical. I have something here that I think you might be interested in. Yes, sir, I do. (shows him an ashtray) This is the Peltzer Smokeless Ashtray. I think this can solve your problem here, sir.
[At Dorry’s pub, the place was swamped with gremlins as Kate tried to serve them at once. Gremlins were smoking, drinking, partying, playing arcade games, everything.]
Kate Beringer: Please don't bite me! Wait a minute.
[As she was about to go, she was surprised by the sight of a flasher gremlin. At a table, Stripe and the gremlins were playing poker. One gremlin sneezed on another’s mug of beer. Another, dressed as Mrs. Deagle, sees a gremlin cheating and tells Stripe about it. His response? Shoot the cheater dead. At another table, a gremlin had to deal with another, who was playing sock puppets. Fed up, the former knocks the latter unconscious with a mallet. Later, a gremlin was seen dancing as more gremlins continued to mess around in the bar. Kate tried to light a cigarette for a smoking gremlin, but it retreated from the sight of the fire. She then got an idea. She got out a camera and snapped it at the gremlins. They retreated from the bright flash. As she snapped more pictures, she ran into a mugger gremlin and tried to use the camera, but it was out of flash. The gremlin fired his gun and Kate avoided it. Soon, a pair of bright lights hit the pub. They were headlights of Billy’s car.]
Billy Peltzer: You all right?
Kate Beringer: Yeah.
Billy Peltzer: Let's get out of here!
[They get into the car and Kate spots Gizmo in the bag.]
Kate Beringer: What is that?!
Billy Peltzer: Don't worry about him. He's with me. He's not one of them.
[Billy tries to start up the car, but it won’t run.]
Kate Beringer: What's wrong? Why isn't the car starting?
Billy Peltzer: All right, we're gonna have to make a run for it, okay? One, two, three!
[They got out of the car and ran into the bank. The location had been ruined by the gremlins.]
Kate Beringer: They've been here too. Billy, what are these things? Where do they come from?
Billy Peltzer: They're gremlins, Kate. Just like Mr. Futterman said.
Kate Beringer: Now I have another reason to hate Christmas.
Billy Peltzer: What are you talking about?
Kate Beringer: The worst thing that ever happened to me was on Christmas. Oh, God. It was so horrible. It was Christmas Eve. I was nine years old. Me and Mom were decorating the tree, waiting for Dad to come home from work. A couple hours went by. Dad wasn't home. So Mom called the office. No answer. Christmas Day came and went, and still nothing. So the police began a search. Four or five days went by. Neither one of us could eat or sleep. Everything was falling apart. It was snowing outside. The house was freezing, so I went to try to light up the fire. That's when I noticed the smell. The firemen came and broke through the chimney top. And me and Mom were expecting them to pull out a dead cat or a bird. And instead they pulled out my father. He was dressed in a Santa Claus suit. He'd been climbing down the chimney... his arms loaded with presents. He was gonna surprise us. He slipped and broke his neck. He died instantly. And that's how I found out there was no Santa Claus.
[Billy and Gizmo were sad from hearing Kate’s Christmas story. Back with Mr. Peltzer, he was leaving the gas station.]
Rand Peltzer: Don't worry about that smoke. It'll stop. It's guaranteed.
[He got in the car, where his dog, Barney, barked.]
Rand Peltzer: Barney, shut up! Don't start with me. I got a long way to go. Shut up!
[Back in Kingston Falls, Billy and Kate found the town completely empty. The place was in ruins from the gremlin attack.]
Kate Beringer: Where did they all go?
Billy Peltzer: It'll be light soon. I bet they're all together someplace dark.
Gizmo: Mogwai!
Billy Peltzer: Shh, Gizmo.
[They headed to the movie theater.]
Billy Peltzer: They're inside.
Kate Beringer: All of them?
[Inside, we see several gremlins messing around in their seats.]
Gremlin: Milk Duds.
[Some gremlins put the reel in the film projector. Snow White starts up and the gremlins laugh and cheer. The "Heigh Ho" sequence plays on the screen and the gremlins sing along.]
Kate Beringer: What are they doing?
Billy Peltzer: They're watching Snow White. And they love it.
[The gremlins continue to sing the song.]
Billy Peltzer: Where's the boiler room?
Kate Beringer: It's in the back of the theater.
[They both began to head to the back of the theater where the gremlins are watching the movie.]
Kate Beringer: Down there.
[As Kate and Billy open the boiler room door, Stripe heads off to get more food.]
Gremlin: Milk Duds.
[Stripe goes to the concession stand and sniffs around.]
Stripe: Yum?
[The gremlin looked and saw there was a department store, which contained food. In the boiler room, Billy pulls the lever to release gas into the room.]
Billy Peltzer: Cover your mouth. Don't breathe any gas.
[He then lights a cloth on fire with a lighter.]
Kate Beringer: Billy!
Billy Peltzer: Go.
[Meanwhile, the reel runs out of film and the gremlins spot Billy and Kate's shadows on the screen. They become rowdy.]
Kate Beringer: Billy!
[The gremlins chase after the two humans.]
Kate Beringer: Billy! Hurry up!
Billy Peltzer: Move, Katie! Watch out! Come on!
[They ran as far away from the movie theater and took cover. The theater explodes, sending gremlins on fire. They screech as they perish in the flames. Stripe, who had gathered all the candy and snacks, notice the wreckage. As Kate and Billy recover, Gizmo took notice of Stripe.]
Gizmo: Oh, look!
Kate Beringer: Billy... In the department store.
Billy Peltzer: Oh, Stripe!
Stripe: Kill..
[Billy and Kate head to the department store.]
Billy Peltzer: That's Stripe. He's the leader. If he gets to water, it'll start all over again.
[Stripe rides by on a skateboard while holding candies. Billy hands Gizmo to Kate.]
Billy Peltzer: Take Giz, go back and try and find some kind of light switch.
[The two kiss before Billy goes off.]
Kate Beringer: Careful, Billy.
[Billy grabs a bat and searches for Stripe. Stripe's face appears on a TV set and Billy breaks it. More TV sets show Stripe's face. Meanwhile, Kate turns on the intercom.]
P.A. Announcer: Ward is your snowplow headquarters.
[Billy looked in the toy aisles.]
P.A. Announcer: Saturday morning at 8:30, we'll have Santa Claus for all the kiddies.
[As he passed by a few toys, Stripe was hiding between Looney Tunes plush toys.]
P.A. Announcer: We have the Kingston Falls.... Attention, shoppers.
[Kate then turns on the lights in the store, including a water fountain. As Billy checked the tool department, suddenly, buzzsaws and toolboxes were thrown near him by Stripe. Stripe then uses a tricycle to ride off in the store. Gizmo has snuck out of the bag. Billy continues his search in the sports department. Suddenly, he was hit in the back with a ball. Stripe was throwing things his way. As Gizmo explores the place, he sees some lights coming out from the curtains.]
Gizmo: Light bright!
[Back in the sports department, Stripe points a crossbow at Billy.]
Stripe: Bye-bye.
[He fires the arrow and it hits Billy in the arm. The gremlin fired more arrows, but luckily, Billy used a radio to defend himself. However, Stripe has now acquired a chainsaw and tries to eviscerate him.]
Stripe: Roll 10, boys.
[Billy used the bat to defend himself from the gremlin’s attack. Meanwhile, Gizmo was in an RC toy car as if he was a racecar driver. He remembered the words from the racing movie.]
Regina Forbes: (voiceover) It takes a certain kind of guy.
Mike Brannan: (voiceover) And that guy needs a certain kind of dame.
[He drove through the aisle as Stripe was close to breaking Billy’s bat in half. In the intercom room, Kate flips the switch, turning on the store lights. The gremlin shielded his head in pain as the chainsaw drove with him across the floor. As soon as the cord was unplugged, he hit his head on a wall in the garden department and shook himself straight. He sees the water flowing out of the fountain.]
Stripe: Water! (sees a gun behind a glass container) Gun!
[Meanwhile, Mr. Peltzer was back in Kingston Falls along with Barney.]
Rockin' Ricky Rialto: It's been a rough night for Rockin' Ricky, but he's still on the air! The Marines are standing by with fire hoses.
[The dog got out of the car and ran through the department store window.]
Rand Peltzer: Barney! Barney!
[Inside, Gizmo drove and avoided obstacles in the aisle. Barney noticed the little mogwai and followed him. Billy is now in the garden department, where the gremlin was waiting for him.]
Stripe: Billy.
[Stripe fired the gun at Billy but missed and one of the bullets hit the flowerpot. He growled in annoyance. As Gizmo drove on his way, Stripe climbed to the top of the water fountain and put his finger on the water. The gremlin’s back starts to pulsate as the water takes effect. Soon, Gizmo arrived in the nick of time when his RC car used a snow shovel as a ramp and landed on the ground.]
Stripe: Gizmo ca-ca!
Gizmo: Light bright! Light bright!
[As Stripe fires the gun at Gizmo, Gizmo pulls the cords which one of them pulled him up and opens the blinds. The light shone brightly inside the garden room, and the gremlin was hit with sunlight. Stripe’s flesh was starting to melt off in the bright lights. Kate, Barney, and Mr. Peltzer joined with Billy as they see Stripe decomposing.]
Rand Peltzer: What the hell is that?
[The gremlin fell into the fountain water with a splash. Billy sees Gizmo on the leaves, feeling a little bit of pain.]
Billy Peltzer: Dad, your scarf.
[Randall gives the scarf to his son, who gave it to Gizmo in the arms of Kate. Billy looks over at the water fountain. Suddenly, Stripe’s skeleton jumped at him and fell to the floor, scaring him. Soon, the skeleton was reduced to green slime. Everyone heads back to Billy’s house, where they watched the news.]
Lew Landers: We switch to a report from the scene of the Christmas Eve riots. This is Lew Landers, WDHB's Action Central News at the site of Dorry's Tavern or what used to be Dorry's Tavern, in Kingston Falls where officials blame mass hysteria for the escalating series of unexplained accidents, fires and explosions that rocked this once-peaceful town on Christmas Eve. The bizarre demise of Mrs. Ruby Deagle, widow of convicted stock-swindler Donald Deagle...
[Kate puts a thermometer on Gizmo’s mouth.]
Kate Beringer: Don't chew that. Don't chew.
Lynn Peltzer: I bet he'd like some chicken soup.
[The mother was about to go into the kitchen when someone got in her way. It was Mr. Wing, the owner of the store where Gizmo was bought. He was looking rather cross.]
Rand Peltzer: Honey, this is the gentleman who sold me the mogwai.
Grandfather: "Sold." An interesting choice of words.
[He puts the money Mr. Peltzer gave him on the couch.]
Gizmo: Moolah!
[The old man looked at the TV, where the incidents were reported.]
Lew Landers: Conflicting eyewitness reports concerning "little green men"...
Grandfather: You teach him to watch television? There was, I believe, a box.
[The old man talks to Gizmo in Chinese, and the mogwai spoke back to him.]
Billy Peltzer: Dad...
Lynn Peltzer: Rand, your scarf.
[The husband takes back the scarf as Mr. Wing picks up the mogwai.]
Grandfather: I warned you. With mogwai comes much responsibility. But you didn't listen. And you see what happens.
Rand Peltzer: Look, I didn't mean it.
Grandfather: You do with mogwai what your society... has done with all of nature's gifts. You do not understand. You are not ready.
Gizmo: Papa?
Grandfather: Yes? He has something to say to you.
Billy Peltzer: You mean you understand what he says when he speaks to you?
Grandfather: To hear, one has only to listen.
Gizmo: Bye, Billy.
Grandfather: Perhaps someday you may be ready. Until then, mogwai will be waiting.
Rand Peltzer: Excuse me, sir. Before you go, I wanted to tell you that I am truly sorry for what's happened. And if you would accept it, I'd like to give you this small token. There's one other one. (shows him an invention) This is an invention of mine.
Grandfather: Smokeless Ashtray.
Rand Peltzer: How did you know that?
Grandfather: Man at gas station tried to sell me. Latest word in technology. Very generous of you. I'm sure it will come in handy.
[And so, Mr. Wing left with Gizmo as he was leaving Kingston Falls.]
Gizmo: Bye-bye, woof-woof.
Rand Peltzer: [narrating] Well, that's the story. So if your air conditioner goes on the fritz, your washing machine blows up, or your video recorder conks out, before you call the repairman, turn on the lights, check the closets and cupboards, look under all the beds. Because you never can tell. There just might be a gremlin in your house.
[Film ends. Roll credits.]
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