Sheriff Frank Tell me something, Billy. How does a cute little creature like this turn into a thousand ugly monsters?
Well, this is before it enters the pupal stage.
Yeah, right. Plus it multiplies with water.
Sheriff Frank Brent, why don't you give the kid some water?
I wouldn't do that, sheriff.
Sheriff Frank [The phone rings. The sheriff answers it]
Sheriff's office. Yeah, speaking... What?... Oh no... Yeah, we'll be right over.
Sheriff Frank The Futtermans. Something about a snowplow, a freak accident...
It's the creatures! The creatures are making it look like an accident! Sheriff! WILL YOU LISTEN TO ME?!
SF Sherriff Frank
You listen to me, kid! Go on home, take little Gizmo, sit by the fire and open your Christmas presents, okay? Atta boy!
[as he and Frank leave]
Let me drive.
Sheriff Frank No, you're drunk.
Sheriff Frank Cause I'm the sheriff, asshole!
Sheriff Frank My god, Frye, that was Mrs. Deagle.
[A gremlin under the police car pulls out the brake wire from the car. Meanwhile a Santa Claus comes out of his house attacked by gremlins.]
Jesus, Frank, that's Dave Morris! He does Santa every year!
Sheriff Frank Yeah, but what the hell is he doing now? What's that stuff he's got all over him?!