Cat's Eye Analysis & Recap: Fur the Streets

Let me tell you the story of how my fear of heights originated. So back in the mid 90s, when I was five years old, my dad took me and my cousin to an amusement park, Six Flags Over Texas. And I was excited because it's like, whoa, I get to hang out with the boys. It's going to be awesome. So we get to the park and there's this one ride in particular. It was called G -Force, and I think it's closed down since then. Thank God. But from my recollection, this ride would recline you, shoot you up in the air and then drop you so that you're like free falling, essentially upside down.

And so my dad's like, hey, let's go on this. And I'm like, I don't know about that one, chief. Looks a little bit scary. And he's like, nah, you'll be all right. Well, I was most certainly not. All right. So we go on this ride. And once we're done, my dad's hyped. He's like, damn, that shit was tight. What y 'all think? And I'm like, what did I think? What did I think, bro? I'm literally standing here bawling my eyes out. Tears are streaming down my face. That ride scared the shit out of me. It quite literally scared the piss out of me.

Like my pants were wet because I had urinated on myself out of fear. So what I think is that you should take me home. immediately and he did but since that moment I have not stepped foot or sat ass on any kind of roller coaster or thrill ride or whatever the 90s were a different time boy because there is absolutely no reason I should have been allowed on that ride to begin with but a few years ago my wife says to me like hey It'd be cool if we took the kids to Six Flags one of these days. I think that'd be pretty fun.

We can make a day out of it, be like a family bonding experience, blah, blah, blah. And I'm like, the fuck? I told you this story. You know, I am terrified of heights. Why would I want to go to Six Flags? Talking about family bonding, we got family bonding at home. And she's like, well, you don't have to ride any of the roller coasters or whatever. If you're scared, you can just wait for us, like hold our bags while we go. And I'm like, the fuck? You want me to like drive an hour plus, pay 70 bucks for admission in the Texas heat in the summertime just to stand there and hold y 'all's bags?

What do I look like? You know who you married. There is no way that is happening. I'm sorry, but y 'all got it. I'm gonna stay my ass at home, piss free, hopefully. But all that to say. When I was watching one of the stories in this film that we're discussing today, I was stressing, bro. I'm Brandon O. This is Terrorific, and we're chopping up 1985's Cat's Eye. Welcome back to the place where it's perpetually spooky season. This episode is once again brought to you by DFW Landscaping Services, your local experts in complete outdoor solutions in the Dallas -Fort Worth Metroplex.

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This season is all about breaking down the horror film adaptations of the works of Stephen King. Be sure you're following at Terrorific Podcast on IG because leading up to each new episode, I post a response box on my story for you to guess what movie that episode will cover. And if you guess correctly, then I'll give you a shout out in that episode. This week was another visual clue. I posted half of the face of a dark gray cat with a menacing yellow eye and I was trying to misdirect people into guessing Pet Cemetery which someone did fall for that trap.

And Sleepwalkers was another common guess with its army of cats which I actually haven't yet seen that film so I'll add it to the list. But three people correctly guessed Cat's Eye, starting with my guy and fellow Fierce Circuit member Jimmy J, founder of Horror 365. Jimmy and his team are deep in the horror game, from interviews with a variety of individuals in the horror community to live streams, movie reviews, topic discussions, and more. They celebrate 360 degrees of horror 365 days a year.

They do live streams on YouTube every Wednesday night and once a month on Fridays, so be sure to subscribe. That handle is at Horror365alive. I've made a few appearances on their live streams myself. I was there talking black horror back in February, and a couple weeks ago I joined for their panel discussion on anthology horror. Our next correct guesser is Melissa, aka SlasherQueen66 on IG. She also appears on the Horror 365 livestreams from time to time, but she's your subject matter expert when it comes to everything related to slasher films, especially the Scream franchise.

And beginning June 16th, she'll be chopping up all nine films in the Texas Chainsaw Massacre franchise over a span of nine weeks, live on YouTube along with the Killer Point of View Network. And finally, a name that's become familiar around here, friend of the show and fellow spooky pod squad member, we have Missy from the Grimley podcast. Check out Grimley's latest joint, episode 107, Unsexy Secret, The Disappearance of Gary McCullough and Lena Chapin. When Gary McCullough disappeared in 1999, the truth about what happened to him seemed to vanish with him.

Years later, Lena Chapin came forward with a shocking story about his death, only to disappear herself before she could testify. Listen along as they cover this case filled with family secrets, buried truths, and unanswered questions that still linger today. Alright, that brings us to the end of Roll Call, so let's get into Cat's Eye. This anthology film was directed by Louis Teague, who also helmed 1983's Cujo, and it was written by Stephen King himself. It's comprised of three segments, Quitter's Inc., The Ledge, and General.

General was written specifically for this film, but the first two are adaptations of short stories of the same names from Night Shift, King's very first published collection of short stories back in 1978. Other notable short stories from Night Shift that have been adapted to film include The Children of the Corn, The Boogeyman, and Trucks, which you may recall from earlier this season when we discussed Maximum Overdrive. The cast of Cat's Eye includes a young Drew Barrymore as Amanda starring in her second King adaptation after 1984's Firestarter, James Woods as Dick Morrison, Alan King as Dr. Vinny Donati, Robert Hayes as Johnny Norris, and Kenneth McMillan as Kressner.

Cat's Eye had a budget of about $7 million and grossed about $13 million worldwide and was nominated for Best Film at the 1987 International Fantasy Film Awards. It holds an average rating of 3 .2 on Letterboxd and I rated it a 3 myself. I could tell that the special effects had to have been cutting edge at that time and watching the ledge legitimately made me feel uncomfortable because I do not fuck with heights goddammit. But Cat's Eye opens with a cat being chased by a big ass Saint Bernard and they end up running into the street in front of a two -tone red and white 1958 Plymouth Fury.

So the St. Bernard, of course, is a nod to Cujo. And this Plymouth Fury is a nod to Christine. And if there's any doubt about that, the car has a bumper sticker saying, watch out for me. I'm pure evil. I'm Christine. So this right out of the gate, we have two Easter eggs from prior Stephen King stories. And I have thoughts on this, but I'll wait a little bit to expand upon them because there are more Easter eggs to come. But the cat is able to evade Cujo by hiding underneath another car and slipping out the backside while Cujo tries to get it from the front.

And it ends up in the back of a truck that is loading tobacco products. It gets sealed in there and transported to the heart of NYC. And while it's strolling around the streets of the city, it sees a mannequin through a department store window. And this mannequin morphs or like materializes into a little girl who is asking for help. And the cat's like, I bet I got you. I'll come to you. But before he can continue his journey, he is captured and taken into a building across the street. And this building is the offices of Quitters Inc., which is where we begin our first segment.

Sitting outside in the car in front of Quitters Inc., we have Dick Morrison and his friend slash co -worker is telling him like, hey, if you're trying to quit smoking, Quitters Inc. is the place to go. They have a 100 % success rate or at least nobody in their program ever smokes again. And I've been through it myself, so check it out. And Dick's like, all right, I guess. And he walks into the offices. And while he's sitting in the waiting room filling out his intake forms, he sees another dude in there who's crying and just in total shambles.

And this dude's wife then comes out from the back and she looks hella disheveled and like she's seen some shit slash been through some shit. and she's like mad at this dude she's crying and pounding him in his chest before eventually telling him to take her home and as dick is watching all of this unfold he's like this seems a little sus and this dude tells dick as he's walking out that he's been a smoker for a very long time and it is very hard to quit And all this causes Dick to get cold feet.

So he walks back up to the receptionist and tells her that he's changed his mind. Then he turns to leave. But before he can get too far, the boss man emerges from the back, Dr. Donati. And he's like, hello, come with me, sir. And takes him to the back into his office before Dick can get out of there. And side note, how did Dick become a nickname for the name Richard? Personally, If I'm an adult man, I mean, which I am, but if my name was Richard, I would not be going by the name Dick. I don't understand or see the appeal of that name.

Like, why would you volunteer yourself to have a name that is synonymous with genitalia? And I say this as someone who went by the name BJ for the first, like. 18 19 years of my life because my middle name starts with the letter j and then one day i woke up i was like you know what why am i doing this uh let's go with brandon that is my given name why am i letting people being like hey bj likes bjs i mean yeah who doesn't but also i don't want that to be the first thing you think about uh if i'm introducing myself it's crazy But anyway, as Dick is in Donati's office, Donati is reviewing his paperwork, and he comments that Dick has listed the fact that he has a 10 -year -old daughter on his forms, but he left the space blank for the school that she attends.

And Dick is like, um, like, what the fuck does that have to do with you helping me quit smoking? This is like the first red flag that things are pretty weird around here. But Donati just kind of like gives this look to Dick that's kind of like menacing, kind of foreboding. And then he presses a button that ends up locking the doors. And Dick is like, um, okay, this is some pretty extreme. non -smoking treatment and Donati's like hey I know you have a pack of cigs on you give them to me so he confiscates them and then he lays them all out on his desk and like yells and smashes them all dramatically and weirdly and Dick's like okay I am not liking this so he tries to leave but again the door is locked so he can't really go anywhere And then at that point, Donati pulls back some curtains that are in his office to reveal like this observation room.

And in there, he has the cat that was captured earlier. And the floor of this observation room is comprised of like metal grating. Donati presses another button and electricity flows through this metal grating. So the cat starts leaping all over the place as it gets shocked. And they're playing music at the same time. And Donati explains that this is how they are conditioning the cat to like not eat or whatever. So aversion training is the Quitters Inc. method. At this point, Dick is like, OK, if you don't let me out of here, I'm going to call the cops and I'm going to sue you.

And Donati is like, I don't give a fuck about that and just ignores him. He goes on to explain that Quitters Inc. was endowed by a very important person. who ended up dying of lung cancer. But before he died, he realized that he could apply techniques from the quote unquote family business to help people quit smoking. So this person who endowed Quitters Inc. was a mob boss. Talk about like a crazy dichotomy. Like you have literal mobsters who are doing like this philanthropic service trying to help people.

Stop smoking so they don't contract lung cancer and die. But at the same time, the methods they employ are a little bit questionable. Donati explains to Dick that for the first month he'll be under constant surveillance. And he tells him that Dick may see some of the people following him all of the time. He may see all of the people following him some of the time. but he'll never see all of them all of the time. And if he does smoke, rest assured, they will see him. Now, personally, I think that sounds like some really scary shit, but Dick is not taking it too seriously, or at least he's trying to give the appearance that he's not taking it too seriously.

And he remarks that if he gets caught, what's going to happen? Are they going to bring him down and stick him in the cat room? And Denati's like, no. We'll bring your wife down here and stick her in the cat room while you watch. Big yikes. But now this makes sense why the dude in the waiting room was crying and why his wife was all fucked up looking because she was in the cat room getting her shit shot. And frankly, I don't think her crash out was extreme enough. Yeah, she was yelling at him and beating on his chest and shit, but she should have like went.

off on this dude bro like how you gonna have me out here getting tortured because you want to poison yourself that is absolutely insane and grounds for immediate divorce in my opinion but hey you know maybe she's a stronger soldier than i am but denati tells dick that the first offense his wife will get shot just enough to hurt on the second offense dick's daughter We'll get around in the cat room. And on the third offense, which is absolutely insane, Donati will send someone to rape Dick's wife.

What the actual fuck? And on the fourth offense, Dick will catch a bullet to the brain, a point that Donati drives home by flashing his pistol. And he says that only 2 % of clients have ever reached this point. So that guarantee about every client never smoking again. I mean, he wasn't lying. But man, I really hope that 2 % were like unmarried or not in a relationship. Because if you are forewarned what's going to happen to your spouse if you hit that third offense and you still smoke. That is absolutely insanely fucked up.

But this is also a notable departure from the source material. I guess they needed to like punch things up for the screenplay or whatever, which I think there are other ways to punch things up besides committing violence or threatening violence against women. But in the short story. The first infraction results in non -fatal electric shocks of increasing intensity to Cindy, who is Dick's wife. So that's unchanged in the movie. Here's where we start to get our departure because the second infraction results in shocks to Dick.

And then the third results in shocks to both Cindy and Dick. A fourth infraction would involve beatings to their kid. And subsequent infractions from there would result in more trips to the shock room with a higher voltage and more painful beatings of the kid and the wife. And after the ninth infraction, the kid's arms would be broken. And finally, if Dick commits a tenth infraction, he would be shot dead. But later that evening, Dick returns home and he's sitting in his recliner watching a movie on TV.

and he gets up and is like wow i don't even know who writes this crap as he turns it off well the movie that was playing was the dead zone so we have yet another stephen king easter egg as well as a little self -deprecating humor which okay cool i can appreciate some self -deprecating humor And this is now our third Easter egg, or at least the third that I counted. Maybe I missed something. But at this point, I'm like, all right, I think that's enough with the Easter eggs. Unfortunately, that's not the last one.

But anyway, Dick ends up sneaking downstairs later that night. The time on the clock says 317 a .m. And he's really jonesing for a cigarette. So he's trying to find one while it's storming outside. So he thinks there's no way that anyone could be watching. So he pops the cig into his mouth. And as he does so, he hears the nearby closet door creak open. And he looks over there and he's like, hmm, that's suspicious. And he grabs an umbrella as his weapon to go investigate. And as he's approaching this closet door, he opens it up really quickly and golf clubs come tumbling out and he just scoffs and tosses his umbrella into the closet.

But he hears a grunt as it hits someone in there. And bro sure is really casual about some random person being in his closet at 317 in the morning. He's just like, hello, is anyone there? And at the bottom of these clothes, we see a pair of rain boots that are still dripping wet. But I guess Dick convinces himself that it's all his imagination because he simply just goes back upstairs and returns to bed. But during this whole ordeal, Dick never actually lit the cigarette that he placed in his mouth.

So no harm, no foul. He goes back to the closet the next morning and no one's in there, but there are like dried, muddy footprints on the ground that are leading away from the closet. Bro, first of all, that's terrifying. A home intruder that is just like watching you and not doing anything. I can't stand the thought of that. But secondly, I would be pissed, bro. Like you're tracking mud into my house, taking your dirty ass shoes all over my probably my carpet, my rugs. Like, hell no. That is so disrespectful.

If you're going to be in the house observing me, at least have the decency to take off your wet, muddy shoes and leave them by the front door or hide them somewhere or whatever. Like you don't have to be an asshole on top of being a criminal. Like, I would never turn to a life of crime, but if I did, I would make sure that I would be polite where possible. Like, standards should still matter, even if you think laws don't. But anyway, the next day, Dick goes to visit his daughter at school and she attends St. Stephen's School for the Exceptional.

okay bro like at this point it's getting a little bit out of hand like we get it you're stephen king you wrote this movie or screenplay you've written many other books and stories novellas whatever awesome how many times do you have to inject yourself into the fucking script though like if you want to be in it that badly why don't you write yourself a role respectfully But hey, I guess he had that same thought considering the following year he wrote and directed Maximum Overdrive and gave himself a role as the dude at the ATM who got called an asshole.

But as Dick is at school talking to his daughter, I think he brought her like some kind of gift or something. Donati shows up. All threatening and lurking in the background and Dick tries to buck up and act all mad that one of Donati's lackeys or hoods as he calls them was in his closet last night but bro sure was pusio at the moment asking all softly is anyone there while he was poking around in the closet like keep that same energy bro. After this, Dick and his wife, Cindy, attend a party and everyone is smoking around him.

And this dude starts having crazy hallucinations. He sees like a giant cigarette pack walking around. People are smoking like 50 cigarettes at once and have smoke blowing from their ears and shit. And his friend and or co -worker tries to pressure him into smoking. And Dick tells him to shove it up his ass. And bro asks. If it should be lit, which is a respectable comeback if I'm being real. And that also raises the question, would you rather shove a lit cigarette in your ass for one second or have someone else shove the unlit part of a cigarette in their ass, but you have to smoke it afterwards?

Quite the pickle. I mean, if Twitter is any indication of society, everyone seems to eat ass these days anyway. But me personally, I'm not gonna be smoking an ass cigarette. So if I gotta burn my shit for one second, so be it. But after attending this party and just being surrounded by all these triggers, Dick is really struggling to not light up. And one day, he's stuck in traffic on a drawbridge. And I'm pretty sure this is the same drawbridge from Maximum Overdrive. Or I guess Maximum Overdrive reused this drawbridge the next year.

I don't know, but it looked very familiar to me. And he starts rifling through his glove box when a pack of smokes falls out. This motherfucker puts on some sunglasses as a disguise. And he like folds, bro. He lights one up. But he's leaning to the side in his car trying to hide while he smokes. And when he looks up, the guy in the car next to him is smiling at him. He is one of Donati's lackeys. So this dude got busted. So he starts freaking out and hurries home. And when he gets there, there's an unattended skillet that's burning on the stove.

And then the phone rings and it's Donati telling him to head on down to his office at 5 p .m. Dick pulls up to the Quitters Inc. offices and Cindy is in the cat room. Dick does try to fight back and break her out, but he gets washed. And in the scuffle, the cat that's been in the carrier sitting on Donati's desk, the carrier gets knocked over to the ground, opens, and the cat is able to escape. Dick is then held at gunpoint by one of the naughty dudes and forced to watch Cindy dance around as she is shot.

Now Dick finds himself in the same position as the dude in the waiting room when he first arrived to Quitterzing. So he's sitting there and Cindy comes out and Dick explains everything to her and she hugs this dude. And honestly. I don't know if I would be so quick to forgive or understand. Like you knew this shit was real because you had seen someone in the house, seen footprints in the house. You knew that you were being surveilled and yet you still couldn't keep it together for my sake and put me in danger, put me through this kind of torture.

Now we would have to have a serious conversation that would probably lead to divorce. But I guess Cindy made the right call in being understanding or whatever because Dick doesn't slip up again. He returns to the offices six months later because Quitter's Inc. apparently offers multiple services and so he is there for a weigh -in. In the six months since he's given up smoking, Dick has gained eight pounds. So Donati tells him that he's setting a max weight limit of 165. Dick laughs and asks, like, what happens if he goes over?

Will Donati send someone to his house with a flamethrower? And Donati laughs and he's like, no, I'll send someone over to cut off your wife's pinky. And they're just like, haha, lol, cool. Dick doesn't take it seriously, but bro, like, did you not remember, like, what's happened over the past six months? Do you not remember people coming into your house? Do you not remember your wife being in a cage? being electrocuted like why would you not take this seriously later on dick and cindy go to dinner with another couple i think it was the same guy from the beginning of the segment that dropped dick off at quitter's inc and like put him on to the whole program or whatever and they end up having a toast and the other wife raises her glass and that's when dick notices that she is missing her pinky bruh we really need to talk about how forgiving and understanding the women in this story are like okay i understand it's the 80s so maybe being forgiving and understanding was out of necessity because the husband is the breadwinner perhaps and so they can't afford to divorce them but if that were me fuck all that like i would rather be homeless than live in a constant state of fear and paranoia that at any moment, if my spouse can't keep themselves disciplined or whatever the case may be, that I can end up being maimed.

Like, there's only so many pinkies a person has. After those are gone, then what? You cutting off the rest of the other eight fingers? You gonna move to the toes? You gonna do something even worse? I mean, they already threatened some other heinous shit. Where does it end? That shit's crazy. And as the husband, like, what are you doing, bro? Like, you already know that shit is serious. And not only that, you're Dick's friend. Dick's friend who has seen his wife's pinky be removed to then recommend this same program to Dick afterwards.

That's an asshole move, too. Like, what kind of friend are you? Like, hey, buddy. I'm going to put your family at risk despite knowing that there's a lot of fucked up shit that could happen if you can't keep your shit together and you're an addict. So the odds are you're going to have trouble keeping your shit together. With friends like that, who needs enemies? But my takeaway from this story is that addiction hurts those around us sometimes more than it even hurts ourselves. Which is pretty interesting considering that Stephen King was in the middle of an alcohol and cocaine addiction when he wrote this, not only the screenplay, but the original story itself.

So that seems to demonstrate a certain sense of self -awareness that he knew that he might have been causing harm to those closest to him, but I guess was just unable to break out of the cycle, which is tough. But after escaping from the Quitters Inc. offices, the cat is back wandering the streets and has made its way to Atlantic City. And once there, it sees a row of TVs playing a cat food commercial starring a little girl. And that same little girl whose face materialized over the mannequin earlier now materializes again, telling the cat that, quote, it's still looking for me.

You've got to get back and find it. You're my only chance. Real Princess Leia, Obi -Wan Kenobi, you're my only hope vibes here. We then cut to a man named Mr. Kressner who's at a casino and he seems like a big wig. He exits the casino to head to his car and as his driver opens the door for him, he asks if some dude named Ducky has eyes on his wife and her friend, quote unquote. And the driver tells Kressner that Ducky does indeed have eyes on them. He is trailing Kressner's wife and this dude that he describes as like a tennis guy as they travel in a white Mustang convertible.

It's definitely insinuated that Kressner's wife has been getting her back blown out by this tennis dude. But before he leaves, Kressner and a couple of his friends, one of whom is a business associate named Richard and the other is Richard's wife. They see our well -traveled cat struggling to cross the busy intersection. And Kressner bets Richard that the cat can make it safely across. And they put 2K on the wager. Kressner is like a gambling addict he loves high stakes bets and Richard takes that bet and so Richard starts like trying to beckon to the cat to come on over and hoping that it gets hit and his wife joins in too and he's like oh so if there's 2k on the line suddenly you're on my team huh she's like hell yeah let's get this fucking paper my boy What a couple of assholes.

Well, the cat ends up making it across, but in the process causes like a 10 car pileup. But as a reward for getting 2K in his pocket, Kressner takes this kitty home. And I have a feeling this is the first time in a while that Kressner has taken some kitty home that he didn't have to pay for. But Mrs. Kressner or Marsha and her tennis man, Johnny. are at the bus station preparing to run away together because they are in love but johnny decides not to board the bus yet because he says he needs to go to the bank in the morning to withdraw some cash so that he and marcia can start their new life together which i do not understand in the slightest like who are you banking with bro there's only one single branch in existence that you can withdraw from you can't just go to an atm somewhere You know, you're in Atlantic City.

I think they were heading to New York City. You're telling me there's no other way for you to get cash besides going in person to this one specific branch, even though you're on the lam because you are having an affair with the wife of a crime boss. Marsha tells Johnny that Kressner is dangerous, but Johnny thinks he has everything under control. I guess playing tennis. Makes him able to combat mob bosses. You know, I've never played tennis, so maybe it has some skills that prepare you for life that I am not privy to, but whatever.

But Marsha boards the bus and takes off and Johnny heads back to his car with a little hop in his step. He's feeling good and excited because in the morning he gets to run away with the love of his life. But when he gets to his car, there is another car parked behind him that appears to be changing a flat tire. And they have a little bit of an altercation. And it turns out that these guys are plainclothes cops that are on Kressner's payroll. And after roughing up Johnny a little bit, they cuff him, throw him in the back of the car, and drive over to Kressner's penthouse apartment.

And look, I get that. You can't control who you love and who you fall in love with. But at the same time, you can make smarter decisions. If you fall in love with the wife of a crime boss, it's probably not advisable to continue that relationship. I finished The Sopranos recently, and I remember that storyline where that one random dude. Fell in love with Carmella for a few episodes. But when he realized who she was and who her husband was, he was like, fuck that. And we never saw his ass again.

Hell, there was even another guy that fell in love with Carmella. What was his name? Um, Furio. This dude moved back to Italy in order to avoid any entanglements, bro. Smart moves here. Johnny, however, is dumb as fucking rocks. But once Johnny reaches the penthouse, it's now blackmail time. Kressner explains to him that they have planted heroin in Johnny's car and they'll call the cops in 10 minutes to snitch. He already has a prior drug record, so he's going to do some time here. Or Johnny can accept Kressner's wager.

And this wager is that if Johnny can manage to walk the ledge the entire way around this high -rise, tall -ass building, then Kressner will get rid of the drugs, he'll give Johnny some cash, plus he'll let him keep Marsha. But if he falls, obviously he will go splatter all over the pavement below. The ledge is only about five inches wide. Oh, and by the way, it's windy as fuck up there, so I gotta be honest, bro. Give me prison. I'm sorry. Like, I love you, girl, but we can still write letters to each other.

We can still have conjugal visits and shit. But if I'm splattered on the ground below, what future do we have anyway? Yeah, I'm not doing that shit. And I'm especially not doing that shit for someone who started a relationship with me while they were married to someone else. Are you kidding me? Once a cheater, always a cheater. It's just your turn right now, Johnny. But Marsha has this dude's nose wide open. I don't know what kind of voodoo she did. She put that thing on him something fierce. I guess she was like.

eating his ass while crating the balls and shit hit him with that rusty trombone you know hey real talk though i do have a friend he was dating the girl he was dating a girl who like rented out a hotel room for him one night and said hey you know go wash up real well And she ate his ass, bro. Hit him with that rusty trombone. And he proposed three months later. So I do have verifiable evidence that rusty trombones lead to fruitful marriages. So I guess that's what Johnny was envisioning at this moment.

And so he asked Kressner, like, hey. Have you ever welshed on your bets before? And Kressner, being a crime boss, is apparently also super trustworthy because he's like, nah, I never welshed on anything a day in my life, bro. So Johnny's like, all right, well, let's do it. And he makes his way out onto the ledge. And as he traverses this terrain, dude is faced with some obstacles. He has like pigeons flying in his face. kressner is popping out of windows trying to like scare him and fuck with him he's like honking horns in his face and all this shit and he ends up falling off actually but luckily he lands on like another ledge right below so he's able to climb back up to the starting level and continue on his way but one persistent pigeon keeps like pecking johnny in his ankle And this whole time, I'm like, bro, like, if you don't stomp this motherfucker out right now, like, what are you doing?

He just, like, kept on, like, shooing it away and, like, gently moving his ankle out of the way. I'm like, fuck that, dog. Stomp the fuck out of that bird. Animal rights have their limits. And if you're, like, 500 feet up in the air or whatever it is, fighting for your life, and this motherfucker is just trolling you, I'm sorry. PETA, your territory does not extend to this point. And Johnny finally has a similar thought because he reaches like a little alcove kind of section that he can rest for a second.

And the bird is still pecking him, so he just punts it and like feathers go flying all over the place. However, he rests a little bit too long because Kressner pops up with a fucking fire hose and sprays the shit out of him. Like... What kind of sadistic shit is this? And where is he getting all of these props from? Like, does he just have a collection of absurd psychological torture devices to fuck with people on this ledge? Like, Kressner has some issues, bro. But Johnny ends up climbing onto the letters that are adorning the side of the building.

And as he's trying to make his way across, One of them comes loose and falls over and so he's like holding on dangling over the ground or whatever high up and shit. And this dude ends up grabbing onto like a loose electrical cable to keep from falling. Somehow doesn't get electrocuted despite you know holding this live wire and being drenched from being sprayed with a water hose but okay. not only that this dude is doing all this shit while wearing a pair of loafers bro like he didn't even kick his shoes off first and go barefoot he is climbing on this ledge trying to scale his way back up with these slipping and sliding ass shoes on and bro i was stressing the fuck out during this scene like he legitimately seemed like he was high up in the air And I was like, nope, I could not handle that.

But Johnny does successfully manage to climb his way back up to the ledge and continue his walk. And he ends up reaching the end, getting back inside the penthouse. And that's when Kressner presents him with a bag. He says he never welches on his bets, but that also he is an extremely poor loser. So he kicks the bag over and a bunch of money spills out along with something extra. Marsha's head. And upon realizing that he'll never receive another rusty trombone from Marsha ever again, Johnny snaps and attacks Kressner, who apparently is built like a pusio because he cries for his lackey Albert to come help him.

And bro approaches with the pistol, but the cat runs off in fear. Tripping Albert in the process and the gun goes skittering across the ground. Johnny picks it up. Albert's like oh shit. Tries to run away and Johnny shoots him in the back. And then he pistol whips Kressner in the face. Johnny is going ham. Johnny wake out here my boy. Now with his gun in his face Kressner tries to bribe Johnny. he's like i'll give you a million dollars i'll give you two million dollars but johnny's like nah i got something else in mind let's make a little wager and now it's your turn to walk the ledge and so kressner climbs out there and he's like wait i'll give you five million please don't do this to me he's like begging at this point and johnny's like hey you better hurry the fuck up and like shoots the ledge next to him like the ground or whatever and so kressner starts his walk that persistent pigeon returns again and starts pestering and pecking at kressner's ankle this time and when kressner goes to kick it he loses his balance and falls adios fuckface and i think this segment also deals with like addiction so the message i took away from it is that gambling is bad being addicted to gambling is bad First, don't gamble by being a mob boss's wife's side piece.

Secondly, don't gamble by playing sadistic mind games instead of just like fucking taking people out. Had Kressner just killed Johnny straight up the same way he just killed Marsha straight up, his ass would have been fine and he could have kept on tormenting other people. And to Johnny, good luck with your new addiction. I hope he was able to find somebody else. who had a taste for man butt. After escaping from the penthouse, the cat hops on a freight train and ends up in Wilmington, North Carolina.

Once off the train, it hitchhikes its way in the back of a pickup truck to a neighborhood and there it sees a little girl in the driveway of a home washing a car with her dad and... This is the same girl that the cat has been seeing throughout the movie. Her name is Amanda and she wants to adopt him and names him General. But her mom is like, nah, I'm good on that. We're not taking in any fucking street cat. But Amanda keeps letting General into the house at night because she's having bad dreams about some kind of monster that lives in her bedroom wall.

Her dad tells Amanda that he'll try to convince mom to let her keep the cat. And it seems like his plan is to use his penis in order to accomplish this. So they are laying in bed one night and mom is reading Pet Sematary in bed. And at this point, after yet another Easter egg, after yet another reference to his prior works, this really just felt masturbatory. Like, I'm a huge Stephen King fan. Obviously, I'm doing an entire season over six months for this shit. I have a copy of Pet Sematary downstairs in my office.

But bro, we don't need to see every single opportunity taken for a chance to reference another book, another story. Damn. But Amanda's dad gets mom to close the book and he's trying to lay that pipe. He subtly slips in there. Hey, maybe we can revisit this whole cat thing. And she's like, nah. i'm good on that shit sorry bro looks like you should have asked marcia for some tips but as the parents are doing their thing we go to amanda's room and she's asleep and the creature that she's been so afraid of emerges from her wall and it's this tiny little troll Amanda has a standing bird cage in her room where she keeps her pet parakeet and the troll climbs it and enters the cage and absolutely fucks that bird up.

After it's done there the troll then climbs onto Amanda's chest while she's sleeping and pinches her nostrils shut which is ironic because earlier Amanda's dad had jokingly said that cats like to steal little kid's breath by sitting on their chest. While this troll is sitting there little bro pulls out a cute little dagger but General climbs up the tree by Amanda's window and comes in hissing to scare the troll off. Mans then throws the dagger at General and catches him like in his shoulder area.

and the kitty runs off and knocks over the bird cage in the process which wakes everyone up the parents come running in and they see the dead bird and think general did it so that definitely is not getting adopted now in fact the next morning when amanda goes to school and dad goes to work mom sets a trap to catch general she puts a bowl of food inside of a cardboard box And once General enters, she catches him and drives to the animal shelter where he will be euthanized the next morning. And Amanda is absolutely distraught at this missing cat.

She's outside at night. There's like a storm brewing and she's just calling General's name over and over again while her mom watches her from the window and looks like she feels badly and remorseful. And she should feel badly because that was a sneaky ass thing to do. But back at the shelter, General appears to be relaxing in his cage. But as soon as the shelter worker opens it to feed him his last meal, man darts out and runs back to the house. He's playing chess, not motherfucking checkers, bro.

The troll comes back out of its hiding place while Amanda is asleep. and sticks a wedge in the bottom of the bedroom door to prevent the parents from being able to open it and climbs back onto Amanda's chest and starts magically stealing her breath. General running back from the shelter through this torrential downpour and lightning climbs back up the tree again only to discover that now the window was locked so he can't get in and he tries to find an alternate route. Somehow this smart ass cat comes crashing down through the chimney bro chess not checkers side note who the fuck has a chimney in their bedroom especially a little kid that seems hazardous i have questions about that i have questions about that you know i'm not i'm not one to judge anyone's parenting style but i feel like A young kid like a six, seven, eight year old kid might try to climb in that chimney at night or whatever when they think their parents aren't around to catch them.

But hey, you know, to each their own. General and the troll start squabbling and they square off over Amanda while she struggles to scream. Eventually, she gets some breath back and yells for mommy. Parents come running, but they can't open the door because of that wedge. The troll does some parkour ass backflip off the bed and lands perfectly inside of a glass jar on the floor. General then rolls that jar into the dresser and it shatters. In the process, it makes a book fall onto the ground that blocks the hole in the wall so the troll can't go back into hiding.

The troll then ends up on top of a record player trying to escape General and General starts it up. And the song that plays is Every Breath You Take by The Police. Really on the nose there. And Amanda is egging General on. She's like, yeah, get him, get him, let's go. And is like telling him to play the music faster. And this motherfucker actually presses the switch to speed up the record. So now the troll is spinning round and around faster and faster until eventually it flies off into the box fan on the ground.

and gets disintegrated amanda's parents were finally able to break into the room and they're like yo what the fuck is happening in here and amanda's like generals saved me found the monster blah blah blah and they're like uh they're still kind of not buying her story until she points to the box fan And you see a little troll arm on the ground and all this blood and viscera around and this little tiny cute dagger. And Amanda also points out the hole in the wall saying, hey, here's where it came from.

And they're like, oh, shit. OK, I guess you had a point here, girly. Sorry about that. But by the way, please don't tell any of your friends at school about what happened. And Amanda agrees under the condition that she can keep General and have him sleep in bed with her. Blackmail at age seven. This kid is going places, dog. And now they're treating General like a king. They serve this man a gourmet meal. It looked like Branzino. Bro is living life, dog. General ends up climbing on Amanda while she's asleep in bed with her parents and crawls right up to her face.

And there's like a momentary second where you think that, oh, is he going to steal her breath? But he just gives her a couple of licks and she opens her eyes, smiles, gives him a hug, and the movie ends. How adorable. And the message I took away from this is believe kids and also cats are the real MVPs. I'm a cat owner myself. I have two and yeah, cats are dope. So shout out General, the true hero of this story. And I wonder if his name really was inspired by Star Wars and that whole Obi -Wan Kenobi, you're my only hope line because Obi -Wan was a general.

In the Jedi Army or the Clone Wars, whatever the fuck. I'm not that deep in Star Wars lore. But that's all for me. Don't forget to subscribe to Terrorific on your listening platform of choice and or YouTube. Don't forget to follow the show on Instagram. That handle is at Terrorific Podcast. And please leave a review, hopefully five stars, if you enjoyed your time here. All these things help the show continue to grow. I'll see you in two weeks for the next Stephen King adaptation breakdown. But in the meantime, remember, always keep it spooky.

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