- Zambrini: [absent-mindedly talking to a corpse that he has stolen from the morgue and that he is using to feed his sounder of 12 pigs] Yeah, you know, always on a full moon the pigs get hungry. Yeah. I gotta do it. They got used to eating human flesh. I gotta do it. I'm sorry. You know, the first time it happened was an accident. They got loose in the field. There was a drunk. He was asleep. Yeah, he was asleep.