terrific.
I love miniature golf.
Is that right?
I hate it.
I don't play it too often.
What are we doing here?
We're outta gas, man.
They don't sell gas here.
I know.
But we're outta money too.
What are you punks doin'?
What's goin' on here?
Hi, Mr. Gordon.
What's up?
Henderson?
Curt Henderson?
Are you with these punks?
These are just
some friends of mine.
We're just... You know.
You had me nervous there
for a second, huh?
You didn't leave yet, huh?
No, I'm not...
I'm not scheduled to leave
until tomorrow morning.
Tomorrow?
Hank Anderson's inside.
Come in and say good-bye.
He brought your name up
at the Moose Hall. You got the check?
Hank, look who's here.
How are you, Curt?
What a pleasant surprise.
Congratulations, my boy.
We're all proud of you. All of us.
The Moose scholarship went
to the right boy... you.
And we're all proud of you.
We're all done out here.
All done?
What's he mean?
He means we're all done
having loads of fun out here.
You can have all the fun you want.
This place is for fun.
Yes, it is.
Thank you. Thank you both.
Good luck, son.
Before I say good-bye, I hope
you'll be taking along with you...
a little piece of this place.
I think I have.
Good. Don't forget us.
No, I won't forget you,
and you won't forget me.
- Bye-bye.
- Good-bye and good luck.
- It was nice to meet ya.
- What he said goes for me too.
You just might make it
as a Pharaoh yet, boy.
Someday he'll make
a fine Moose.
What's the matter?
The radio's gone.
That means the car is gone!
Come on.
Oh, God! Not the car!
Oh, no! Anything!
Not the car!
You know,
it doesn't make sense...
to leave home
to look for home.
To give up a life
to find a new life.
To say good-bye to friends you love
just to find new friends.
- Wait, could you say that again?
- Something Curt said.
Figures.
You must've talked his ear off
tryin' to get him to stay.
No, Steven. That's not true at all.
I didn't say anything.
Curt just said at dinner tonight...
that he didn't see
what the big hurry was.
He thought that he ought to stay
and go to J.C. For a while...
and try and figure out
what he wanted to do with his life.
- That sounds logical.
- Do you think so?
Sure. I think Curt's
probably right, for Curt.
Not for me, though.
Laurie, look at me.
You know what I want out of life.
And it's just not in this town.
I'm not going with you
to the airport tomorrow.
- No, Steven, don't.
- Come on.
It's our last night together
for three months.
I know. But we've been
through this before.
I'm gonna miss you so much.
I need something to remember you by.
You don't want me
to forget you, do you?
No.
What's wrong?
You're just sitting there.
- You want to. Go ahead.
- Not like that.
If you're not gonna remember me
for anything else, just go ahead.
Come on.
You want it and you know it.
Don't be so damn
self-righteous with me...
after all that stuff you told me
about watching your brother.
You're disgusting!
Get out of my car!
I told you never
to mention that!
So, anyhows, the goat killer...
- Can't we talk about something else?
- No.
Whenever he strikes, he leaves
a bloody goat's head next to the victim.
Isn't that creepy?
They thought he went up to Stockton,
but two nights ago...
they found the bodies
of Carlie Johnson and Don White...
right here at this canal
all hacked to pieces.
Who do you think'll take
the regionals this year?
Not only were there bloody
goats' heads all around...
but he had switched parts
of their bodies.
She had on his arms
and he had on her legs and...
Wait a second!
Did you hear that?
- Do you think it's the goat killer?
- No!
Listen, I'll go for help
and you stay here.
No, let's get in this field.
Come on, come on!
Maybe if it's the goat killer, he'll get
somebody and we'll see the whole thing.
I don't want to see
the whole thing!
I can't see what he's doing.
Darn it,
I wish I could see.
I can't see anything.
I