Shriek of the Mutilated

Karl: We practically pulled every trick out of the bag. Maybe we should just kill her and be done with her.

Dr. Ernst Prell: No Karl, no. The code of the vulterie demands no body bruises. No, she must be frightened to death.

Karl: I have an idea...

Keith Henshaw: [pointing shoutgun at Prell and Karl from a nearby doorway] I don't think so, put your hands up.

Dr. Ernst Prell: Really, Keith. I thought you were asleep.

Keith Henshaw: I mean what I said, put your hands up!

Dr. Ernst Prell: Well be reasonable.

Keith Henshaw: PUT 'EM UP!

[Keith pumps shotgun and fires a shot at the two men. Both Prell and Karl are unharmed and look amused as Keith pumps the shotgun once more]

Keith Henshaw: .

Karl: Try me.

[Keith fires another shot, as Karl smiles]

Karl: .

Dr. Ernst Prell: Be reasonable Keith. The shells in that rifle are as inefectual as the ones on Tom's rifle.

[Keith is hit in the head from behind by Laughing crow and knocked out]

Dr. Ernst Prell: . Ha-ha-ha.

Laughing Crow: [grunting laughter] .