oafs!
On my planet we never say...
die, we say...
not my shorts!
You perverts!
- Lieutenant?
- Lieutenant, there's no zipper.
There's no buttons.
No Velcro, sir.
I think the suspect's
stuff is like inboard, sir.
- Yeah. I, I think he's for real.
- If your goons are finished!
Let go on me!
I'd like a word with those
so-called scientists out there!
- Oh, yeah? What about?
- About when they can rev up...
- that machine and send me back home.
- Listen, Howard...
I'm gonna go talk to
the scientists out there.
You are gonna go play sitting
duck in a jail cell.
- Lieutenant, what's the charge, sir?
- IIlegal alien.
Come on.
- I'll get the car.
- All right.
Oh, a cigar!
All right, that's how it starts.
Police brutality!
- Hey, stop manhandling him!
- Hey, you can't come in here.
Here's another one already lift.
- Oh, nuts, I dropped my cigar.
- What?
- Fire!
- Where?
- Oh, Geez, that's all I need.
- So long, copper!
Desperate ducks
commit desperate acts!
Freeze!
Book him, Ducko!
Give her the keys to the cuffs,
Flatfoot!
Yeah.
What are you doing here
tonight? You got no ID.
- Lieutenant?
- What?
The duck got away.
Shut up, fool!
Get him out of here!
Over here on the double.
Okay. I want this guy.
The suspect is three foot
one inches tall.
- Three-two, thank you.
- You heard me.
He's armed. That means
he's got a weapon, right?
- That also means he's dangerous.
- Me?
Extremely dangerous.
Shoot to kill!
Let's move it out!
Come on!
Richard, come with me.
Okay.
Let's go.
- No, don't shoot.
- We give up!
- Time out!
- We surrender.
- Dr. Jenning?
- What?
- More cops, come on, hurry!
- What?
- Come here.
- Get over here, Doc.
- Howard, Howard...
- What?
The laser spectra-scope
malfunctioned again.
There was a tremendous
explosion and then...
I must have blacked out. Then
suddenly I find myself out here.
- Are they after you?
- Does 'shoot to kill' sound serious?
I'm probably finished, too.
Those experiments
weren't authorized.
They're probably
gonna blame me.
Oh, my God, he needs help.
Howard, maybe...
- we all should get out of here.
- You got a car, Doc?
What's wrong with me?
There's the back gate.
- Good, there's no cops.
- I don't have a gate key.
You've got a foot, don't you?
So step on it.
Lieutenant, a car crashed out
the back gate.
- Headed for Highway Five.
- All right, get out an All Points...
- Bulletin right now.
- Yes, sir!
How in the hell am I gonna explain
a manhunt for a duck?
- It's a duck hunt.
- Hansen, please, don't, don't...
don't start, please? Please?
Can't you understand?
I'm telling you I saw something!
Doc, you're in shock
from the explosion...
- and you're imagining things.
- Watch where you're going, damn it!
Listen, an evil has landed.
The world is in great danger.
Yeah, it certainly is when
you're out on the highway.
Look out!
You're gonna get us killed.
It feels like something inside me
gnawing at my guts!
- What's wrong with me?
- Well, what did you have for lunch?
Oh, boy!
Oh, boy!
Come on, give us a break!
Don't close your eyes.
The pain.
It's like I'm transforming inside.
I'm afraid I'm about...
- to become something else.
- Oh, great...
- like a sex change or something.
- Something's growing inside me.
It's replicating and superseding
all my intern organs!
Well, stop at a bathroom, huh?
That monster's shape I saw.
- Jenning!
- It's inside my body.
This guy's delirious.
He's not making any sense.
It's too late.
The end of the world is coming...
and I will be the cause of it.
Jenning, man, slow down!
Steer you big yo-yo! Steer!
Howard, step on the brake!
Howard, step on the brake!
Oh, no!
White line, wrong way.
- The brake! Push, Beverly, push!
- I'm trying!
I'm dead.
Yes, you are.
- You think that's funny, Jenning?
- I'm not Jenning any more.
The transformation is complete.
I am now someone else.
Try telling that to your
insurance company.