Mrs. Bundy said something about Santa Cruz. [ Crying Continues ]
About seagulls getting lost in a fog and flying in towards the lights.
[ Sebastian ] We don't have fog this time of year! [ Mitch ] Make our own fog!
How do you figure to do that ? We can use smoke pots, the way the Army uses them.
- Look! - [ Seagull Crying ]
They're attacking again. Melanie, you stay in here. Come on, Al !
[ Seagulls Crying ]
Look out !
[ Gull Crying ]
[ Muffled ] Look at the gas. That man's lighting a cigar !
[ All Shouting ] Hey, you ! Watch out ! Don't drop that match !
- Get out of there! - Mister, run !
[ Screaming, Warnings Continue ]
[ Shouting, Indistinct ]
[ Calling ]
[ Screeching ]