:57:01
What you've been thinking of
has been done.
:57:06
He was a local boy.
:57:08
It was towards the end
Of the Second World War.
:57:12
His name
was Timmy Baterman.
:57:15
He was killed
on his way home
:57:18
from
the Second World War.
:57:20
His father Bill
was so grief-struck
:57:23
he buried his son
up there
:57:24
before he had the chance
:57:27
to get to the bottom
of the truth.
:57:30
I'll bite, Jud.
:57:35
What's the bottom
Of the truth?
:57:38
Well, that sometimes
dead is better.
:57:41
The person
you put up there
:57:44
ain't the person
that comes back.
:57:46
It may look
like that person,
:57:49
but it ain't
that person.
:57:51
'cause...
:57:52
whatever lives
in the ground
:57:54
beyond the pet cemetery
:57:56
ain't human at all.
:57:59
Ha ha ha!
:58:01
It was four or five days
after Timmy's funeral
:58:06
that Margie Washburn
seen Timmy
:58:08
walking up the road
towards Yorkie's Livery.
:58:11
As time went by...
:58:12
Aah!
:58:13
lots of folks saw Timmy
walking back and forth.
:58:19
But it was Margie
:58:21
who finally came
to us men folks
:58:24
and said it had
to be stopped.
:58:27
She knew it was
an abomination.
:58:31
So us men sat down
and talked it out.
:58:34
We got in my car
:58:36
and went to Baterman's
to take care of it,
:58:39
one way or another.
:58:41
There's no other way.
:58:42
He's got to burn!
:58:44
You're wrecking my house!
Stop it!
:58:47
Timmy, stop it!
:58:48
Daddy.
:58:49
The place's going up!
:58:51
Go away!
:58:52
Get out
While you still can, Bill!
:58:55
Bring out the cans.
:58:56
Igot them.
:58:58
Wait!
:58:59
He's a monster, Bill.