Children of the Corn Page #2

Take them back

where they were.

But they had a game and music.

They're forbidden.

Question me not, Malachai.

I act according to His will.

It seems we are in the Moon.

We haven't even seen a truck.

We'll be in Gatlin soon.

Do you think he lived there?

We may never knowthat.

I really thing we should open it.

Okay.

Let's see if we can get

some news.

I'm getting tired of that crap.

What is it?

- Jesus Christ!

- Not in my Book.

- It looks like primitive folk art.

- I think it's repulsive.

Sarge, bring the number six.

Damn it!

You better give me the eight.

C'mon.

We haven't got all day.

Good boy.

We'll have that transmission fixed

in no time...

then, we'll get on the radiator.

Damn. This road is becoming

a bloody highway.

I think it's the third car

in a month.

We know what to do, don't we?

We better put that suitcase away.

I'll be right back.

- Hi, we got a...

- I ain't got no gas.

- I don't need gas.

- I ain't got no diesel.

- You don't understand. I need...

- lf you don't buy gas...

you can't use the rest room.

- I need to use your phone.

- Telephone?

I ain't got no telephone.

Sarge.

Sarge, you be still.

You have to go to Hemingford.

It's about 19 miles down there.

- What about Gatlin?

- There ain't nothing in Gatlin.

What do you mean:

"There ain't nothing in Gatlin."?

Folks in Gatlin got religious.

They don't like outsiders...

and they probably won't have

a phone there either.

I'd like to stay here and talk,

but I got a transmission to fix.

If you get on that road

you'll be in Hemingford in no time.

- Right.

- Sarge, sit! At ease!

Thanks a lot.

Sarge!

Eitherthat man is senile, or he's

being out in the Sun fortoo long.

Sarge!

Come back here.

Sarge!

Come back here!

Under the awning!

You hear me?

Come back here.

That's an order.

Who is it?

Is that you?

What do you want?

What are you doing there?

Well, there really isn't that much

stuff in here. Just kids' stuff.

Clothes, matches,

compass, pocket knife.

- I don't get it. Camping stuff?

- Yeah.

Oh, great!

This must be our day.

In the last sign we saw

Gatlin was 3 miles...

- and pointed that way?

- That's what I thought.

- Did I miss a turn?

- No, we've been going straight.

Somebody's been

messing with the signs.

Hemingford is gotta be

straight ahead.

Must have been the wind.

These latches ain't worth a damn.

Blow all for nothing.

I nevertold them nothing.

I swear it.

I kept our bargain

just like always.

Jesus Christ! Gatlin! What do they

have? Amonopoly on road signs?

What about Hemingford?

For people who don't like visitors

they sure do advertise enough.

Overthere.

Of course, it's the wind.

Why did you have to go

afterthem, Sarge?

You bastards!

You can't do this to me.

I know you're in here.

C'mon! C'mon!

I can smell you, you stinky

little skunks.

C'mon!

Murderers little devils!

C'mon!

- What was that?

- Probably my golf bag.

- Are you sure?

- What do you mean: "Am I sure."?

This isn't even a road.

- We'll never gotta get out of here.

- We'll too. Stop it.

Sorty.

- Just tell me where we are.

- I don't know.

We're back where we started from.

We never should have listen

to that old fool.

Hemingford is 19 miles,

Gatlin is only 3.

I don't care how much religious

they've got. We're going there.

Don't ever show up

in my emergency room, buddy.

Behold.

Adream did come to me in the

night. And the Lord show all to me.

Praise God!

Praise the Lord.

Atime of tribulation has come.

Atest is at hand.

- The final test.

- What has the Lord commanded?

In the dream...

the Lord did come to me

and he was a shape.

It was He Who Walks

Behind The Rows.

And I did fall on my knees

in terror and hide my eyes...

unless the fierceness of His face

struck me dead.

He told me all

that it since happened.

He said:
"Joseph has taken his

things and fled this happy place...

because the worship of me

is no more upon him...

so take you his life

and spill his blood".

- He did?

- Yes.

"But let not the flesh

pollute the corn.

- Cast him instead upon the road."

- And so was done.

Joseph, the betrayer,

was cast out.

And He Who Walks

Behind the Rows did say...

"I will send outlanders

amongst you.

Aman and a woman.

And these outlanders...

will be unbelievers

and profaners of the holy".

- I thought Isaac never came here.

- But he's always been here.

Just like He Who Walks

Behind The Rows.

"And the man shall

sorely test you...

for He has great power. Even

greaterthan that of the blue man.

The blue man!

Yes, the blue man!

And just as the blue man

was offered upon to Him...

- so shall be the unbelievers!

- Make sacrifice unto Him.

Bring the blood

of the outlanders.

Praise God!

Praise The Lord!

Praise God!

Praise The Lord!

Praise God!

Praise The Lord!

Praise God!

Praise The Lord!

Praise God!

Praise The Lord!

Let's get out of here!

Praise God!

Praise The Lord!

Praise God!

Praise The Lord!

It looks like a swinging place.

I guess nobody told them

we were coming.

I hope not.

I don't see anybody.

Town Hall.

Grocety store. Hansen's Cafe.

It seems they got a phone.

Unless a ghost is using it.

- What is it with this corn?

- You got me.

Is dead.

Just like evetything else here.

- A rat.

- Yeah. Just an ordinaty rat.

Now can we

get out of here, please?

Wait a minute!

Come back here!

C'mon, Vicky. Hurry up.

I don't wanna lose them.

What are you gonna do

if you catch them?

Ask where we can get help.

What else?

They just got off that way.

Damn!

Where did they go?

We're already in the car. Why

wouldn't we just go to Hemingford?

- That would take us 20 minutes.

- We'd just found people.

Yeah, three kids

that tried to steal our car.

There's something

vety strange about this town.

We'd be better off

in a biggertown anyway.

- The size of Seattle.

- Yeah.

- Overthere!

- What?

- I just saw a door open and close.

- I didn't see anything.

- Let's check it out.

- Why? I thought we were going.

- Settle down.

- Don't patronize me.

I'm not patronizing you. I just

wanna see if there's someone there.

Hello?

Hello?

Anybody home?

We've had an accident.

We need to use your phone.

Okay.

Now can we go?

- Burt, this is somebody's house.

- I know. I just want a phone.

Hello?

Gross.

I'll check out the back.

I found the phone.

Matches the decor.

This is three years old.

I don't understand

what's going on here.

Well, can we go?

Burt!

Hello?

Anybody here?

Don't be afraid.

We didn't mean to scare you.

Hi!

- What's your name?

- Sarah.

Sarah!

That's a beautiful name.

- This is Burt and I'm Vicky.

- Are you here alone, Sarah?

Do you live here?

You just come here to play?

- Are your mommy and daddy around?

- They're in the corn field.

- What are they doing there?

- All the grown ups are there.

Are they working there

or having a meeting?

No. Isaac put them there.

Who's Isaac?

- Sweetheart, tell us who Isaac is.

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