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Movie Summary  Movie: The Creeping Terror:  Vic Savage and Shannon O'Neill are young newlyweds terrorized by a huge caterpillarlike monster who lands on earth in a spaceship. The monster creeps and terrorizes, ingesting whole humans (who help him out by crawling into his mouth/hole/opening/thing/deal). In the backfilled epilogue, the creeping terror—which looks like a bad Chinese dragon—is declared "a creature from beyond our solar system," a highly specialized test animal sent to Earth to eat humans and record the data in their internal computer. A grenade finally destroys one of the creeping terrors, but another one has been loosed, and Sheriff Vic Savage runs his car into the other. Most of the dialogue has been replaced by narration which goes off on odd tangents. — Mary Jo Pehl Host Segments  Prologue:  Tom is a security guard for the Satellite of Love and insists that Mike sign in and out.  Segment 1:  Frank sorts the laundry in Deep 13, and the Mads force the SOL to re-create their own coffeehouse, proving that one can't be in a coffeehouse and not be pretentious.  Segment 2:  Crow designs his own flag, and the gang has a flag-raising ceremony. When Mike refuses to take cyanide, he's accused of being a Tory.  Segment 3:  The gang sticks it to Love, American Style.  Segment 4:  Mike demonstrates his new stereo system to Crow and Servo. They listen to some music. And listen. And listen.  Segment 5:  Gypsy swallows Tom and he invites Crow to join him in Gypsy's alimentary canal. When Frank screws up the laundry, Forrester puts him through a handwringer.  Stinger:  An example of the terror caused by the creeping. Reflections Frank wrote Segment Four, where Mike just stands there and listens to his stereo for about five minutes, and it couldn't go on long enough for Frank. Frank was very amused by the flat, repetitive music from the dance scene, and not only did we do a sketch that revolved around the music, the end credits also feature the music. Frank was always fond of sketches with protracted silences or extended musical interludes. — Mary Jo Pehl