Tremors 3: Back to Perfection (Video 2001) Poster

Michael Gross: Burt Gummer

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  • [about the FEDS] 

    [over radio] 

    Burt : Need I remind you Jack? They are not your friends, they are government agents. OVER!

    Jack : [also over radio]  Cut me some slack, Burt! All I did was a little negotiatin'.

    Burt : You did *what*?

    Jack : I cut us a deal! You help 'em catch one live graboid, they give you back your huntin' license, over.

    Burt : [Burt drives up, stopping next to Jack. Jodi notices them still talking on the radio]  Uhhh, copy that. Roger. One question.

    Jack : Shoot.

    Burt : [Off radio, getting out of the vehicle]  Is your head up your ass for the warmth?

  • Jodi Chang : [after assembling a potato gun, Jodi realizes a problem]  Uh, but do we have a lighter?

    Jack : Burt does.

    Burt : [looks up from the gun]  How do you know?

    Jack : Well, 'cause you're... Burt.

    Burt : [presenting lighter]  Damn right I am.

  • Burt : Have you heard from the feds?

    Jack : Not since this morning. Haven't been able to raise 'em. They were chasing a Graboid.

    Burt : They were chasing it? It wasn't chasing them?

  • Burt : And THAT'S why we're at the top of the food chain!

  • Burt : I'm a masterpiece of selfdestruction.

  • [as an ass blaster groans over Burt's compound] 

    Burt : Not to worry, my perimeter is completely Graboid proof.

    Jodi Chang : But is it ass blaster proof.

  • Jack : I've been listening to my inner voice, and it's tellin' me that you and I are destined to work together. What do ya think?

    Burt : I think if I had an inner voice, it'd be tellin' me to tell you to get lost.

    [drives off] 

    Jack : Well, uh just give it some time. You just think about it and get back to me now.

  • [after Burt blows up his home to keep the assblaster from eating the food, and finding out food stops them] 

    Burt : What kind of supreme being would condone such irony?

  • [a graboid is just outside Burt's fence] 

    Burt : Now, if you'll kindly lean your endangered carcass over my property line, we'll call your untimely demise 'self defense'.

  • Burt : First rule of engagement: know your enemy. Second rule: know where to engage him.

  • Agent Frank Statler : I don't quite understand what you just said, but do we have a deal? We, do we have a deal? Because we want to know what we should do.

    Burt : You guys do what you do best: Find something simple and complicate it.

  • Jodi Chang : Right. So, were you able to get me some graboid or shrieker parts: Beaks, tentacles, claws?

    Burt : Aren't you overdoing all this a little?

    Jodi Chang : Burt, this stuff is our claim to fame. China has pandas. Australia has koalas. And we've got these, even if they are extinct here.

  • Jack : So, what do we do?

    Burt : Your little jungle boat ride is over, mister. Time to fish or cut bait.

    Jack : Yeah, so what do we do?

    Nancy Sterngood : Burt, excuse me, but we're not cut off this time. We don't have to act like militia nitwits. We can call for help.

    Burt : Nancy, since no one has bothered to maintain or monitor their seismic equipment, we have no idea how long the graboids have been active and therefore have no idea when they may become shriekers. We can't wait for the authorities, we are the authorities.

    Jack : So, what do we do?

    Burt : We hunt them down. We wipe them out. We'll go at dawn.

  • Agent Frank Statler : I am the granted authority to insure adherence to Section 1472-B of the Endangered Species Act, which guards the welfare of large-class desert reptilians. I'm enforcing an immediate ban on hunting of graboids in Perfection Valley.

    Miguel : Those are my cattle out there, pendejo.

    Agent Frank Statler : Aha.

    Miguel : The BLM man gave permission to kill anything dangerous to my cattle: El lobo, el coyote, and el graboid.

    Agent Frank Statler : Well, your BLM man reports to this BLM man, who now reports to me, and I'm here to tell you there will be no more killing of graboids. Period.

    Burt : So we let them live, and we become the endangered species.

  • Melvin Plug : Jesus Christ, Burt! I thought you killed all those things.

    Burt : I never said that.

    Melvin Plug : God, man, kill it! Blow it up! What are you waiting for, Burt?

    Burt : The things is, as long as one of these reptilians is still alive, this whole area is deemed protected; you know, pursuant to section 1472-B of the Endangered Species Act. In other words, no houses, no condos, and no ranchettes.

  • Burt : [Burt Laughing]  . Eminent Domain! And people called me paranoid.

    Jack : Uh, *I* don't think you're paranoid!

    Miguel : I do...

    [Under his breath] 

    Miguel : ... but not no more.

  • [after Burt kills 100 shriekers with an anti-aircraft gumn mount] 

    Burt : Any questions?

  • Burt : [after everyone runs into an outhouse to hide from the assblasters]  Well... let's assess the situation.

    Jack : We're screwed.

    Jodi Chang : We're screwed in an outhouse?

  • [Melvin is trying to convince Burt to sell his house and land] 

    Melvin Plug : C'mon Burt, what do you say?

    Burt : I say I'll give you a ten-second head start.

  • Jack : Burt, what happens if this thing eats your food?

    Burt : [looks around at the many, many cases of MREs]  Assblaster Blitzkrieg.

  • Burt : A lifetime of preparation, and *I* end up a refugee?

  • Burt : [after an argument about catching a live graboid. Currently glaring angrily at Jack after he "cut them a deal" with the Feds]  You...

    [turns gaze to the Feds] 

    Burt : ... say you have some sort of tranquilizer? Hmm?

    Jack : [mouthing]  Thank you...

    Frank Stattler (Third Fed.) : Yeah, we're usin' tranq darts.

    [looks at Rusk] 

    Frank Stattler (Third Fed.) : We got one to chase us, but we couldn't get these

    [holds up a tranq dart with bent tip] 

    Frank Stattler (Third Fed.) : to penetrate the dirt. I'm ordering titanium tips, and a more powerful launch-gun.

    Burt : Of course, you could *squander* the tax-payers' money, but I bet I could get them to swallow *this*

    [holds up a bag with tranquilizer fluid inside] 

    Burt : with *this*

    [holds up a remote-control truck] 

    Burt : , for $49.95!

    Agent Charlie Rusk : So, do we - do we - we have a deal? Because we wanna know what - we should do...

    Burt : You guys do what you do best!

    [gets into his truck with the window rolled down] 

    Burt : Find something simple and complicate it!

    Jack : [to Rusk]  It's good that he expresses himself. Repressed emotions can be real toxic.

    Agent Charlie Rusk : He needs counselling...

    Burt : [to Jack]  Get in!

    Jack : What?

    Burt : You got me into this!

    Burt : Well, alright!

    [Runs to the truck, slides over the hood, and jumps into the truck through an open window] 

    Burt : Use the door!

  • [after Burt gets dug up from a Graboid stomach] 

    Burt : I prefer... we keep this... to ourselves.

    Jodi Chang : Oh, you guys definitely need to be supervised.

  • Burt : [after seeing a "Perfection Valley Ranchettes" sign by the junkyard, signifying Mel going specifically against what Burt said]  The little turd!

  • Burt : [handing Jack a gun]  You do know which end the bullets come out?

    Jack : I've seen movies.

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