There's probably guts and eyeballs hanging off the bumper. Now, we started with something kind of simple. He didn't say good night. There are no abominable snowmen. No, really, it's the same old story. What's your shoe size, Billers? I started spending all the time I could spare searching for the beast. Have you ever seen a baby pigeon? My name is George Hen.
How do you know Wrightwood? Harry captures LaFleur, but George intervenes when LaFleur escapes. What I'm gonna say now just might save his life. Fully automatic is illegal and it takes seven days to clear a handgun. Go stick a pin in Queen Anne's Hill, we just got another sighting. Could I leave a message for.
For Christ's sake, I'm talking about bagging a Sasquatch! How about some fries, huh? Because you figure I'm the only one who deep down wants to believe you, but I don't. I might know a place, but we'd never be able to find it in the dark. Now just calm down and tell me what happened. George, you're not going out there? How did you know this? I mean, how do we know? It's just a piece of cardboard. So unless you wanna be responsible for wrongfully turning your neighborhood into a war zone I suggest you drop this whole thing right now. Then you will help us? I could smell you all the way upstairs. Henderson, obviously, our main concern are for your family, to be sure no one was injured.
What did you do to my roses? No, no, no Bigfoot here, Sergeant. It was wrong of me to think that we could just claim it like a stray dog. When do we ever listen to silly old Jerry Seville? We're gonna have a little party. Hey, fella, get away from that window! However, news of an increase in Big Foot sightings and a flurry of media attention provoke George to find Harry, so as to protect him. Even the scientific community's gonna poke and prod at him until he hates every man that he sees, including you and me.
Just take the I-5 right into town. Every dog in the neighborhood is out here. Come on, it's going in the dining room! We'll become kind of like a Bigfoot Central, a B. I told her you had something to drop off tonight, don't you? He means something to me! When this mystery man known to us as, George Hen, appeared on the scene. Oh, Nan, don't you love roughing it in the wild? There was nothing I could do! Don't even think about it! Excuse me, when did all this happen? I'm not even George Henderson. Boy, is this guy strong! This is for him, the burgers are for you. Wrightwood Ameche , another scientist who's become a laughingstock for believing in Big Foot, arrives at the Hendersons' house, urging George to give up his quest.
George has a change of heart; at first he wished to make money from the creature, but now decides to take him back to the wild. I thought it was dead. Where are my precious little babies? Just into my own back yard. Nothing more than rats getting a lucky shake from society, if you ask me. Now, we've got to try to set things right. Later that night, George goes out to the garage to examine the creature and discovers that it is not dead, and has escaped. Well, there's plenty of other stuff.
By no means front page news. George and Harry escape the house with Dr. She's bringing the dog back. So I grab my Mace. Ernie, don't even touch that gun.
Don't worry, George, I spared you. Yeah, this is going to hurt a little, okay? Will you look at the size of this thing? I really have to go. We're in the Wallingford section. No, don't think I'm crazy, Sergeant, but it's Bigfoot. Can you imagine what a Bigfoot would do to your home? It kind of happens all the time around here.
Of course, your new rifle gives you a little edge. Maybe there's a chance you can blast something. Peanut butter I know we have. Anyway, he's fine, and we are fine and. It's like going to heaven with your feet still on the ground.