Children of the Corn III: Urban Harvest

Joshua!

Joshua!

Boy!

You're gonna make this some sad night.

I'm gonna get you.

- Shh!

- Eli?

He's getting close.

He's drunk again, isn't he?

- He's gonna beat me again.

- Not if I can help it.

Argh!

- Let's go!

- Go!

I ain't gonna leave you.

I'm the only one who can handle him.

- All right. But stay right behind me.

- OK.

OK.

Why, Papa?

Why'd you have to go hurt my brother?

Family is sacred, Papa.

You know I'd never hurt you.

Not even for this.

Hey, you took it.

Ah! Stupid kid.

Argh!

Watch

over this as you would watch over me.

Eli, you said you'd be right behind me.

Where is he?

Let's go. He can do what he wants to me.

But he's not hurting you, OK?

We've just got to stay together, right?

Right. Come on. Let's go.

These boys will be

in your care until the adoption.

They've had it rough.

It may take a while for them

to get used to their new surroundings.

'The 6:
18 from Lincoln, Nebraska,

now arriving at Gate 10.'

- They've never seen...

- A city.

I know you know. You're nervous.

- But listen to me...

- That's them.

I'll get them. Stay calm.

Mm.

- You look beautiful.

- Thank you.

- You're too young to have a teenage son.

- Stop it.

William and Amanda, meet your new boys.

Hi, Eli. Josh.

- Welcome to Chicago.

- We're really glad you're here.

'692.

'White male. 45 years. About 180lbs. '

'Welcome.

Would you like to make a call?

'Hang up and try again. '

Well, this is it.

Home, sweet home.

You ready?

Whoa, this is great.

Bigger than our trailer, huh, Eli?

You have nice things, Mrs Porter.

Let's go upstairs. I'll show you your room.

All right.

This way.

We got kids in the house.

And this is our room.

If you need anything,

we're just down the hall.

All we ask is that you knock

before you come in.

Joshua! Please, could you put that down?

Uh, it's very, very expensive.

You have a very nice house, Mr Porter.

Thank you, Eli.

You don't have to call us

Mr and Mrs Porter, OK?

Josh, I told you not to pick this up.

Bill. It's just a piece of glass, OK?

Come on. Let's all eat. Come on.

Come on.

We've got a brand-new Japanese invention.

We call it... pizza.

Thank you, John. Sit down now.

Do you want me

to help you cut it?

For godsakes, Amanda. You don't cut pizza.

You just pick it up.

And you fold it and jam it in.

Grace?

Oh, um... I'm sorry.

Would you like to do the honours?

Let us give thanks to

He Who Walks Behind the Rows,

who protects our crops

and keeps the infidel and unbeliever

in the torments of hellfire eternal.

- Amen.

- Amen.

Well, that's a real toe-tapper.

Uh, pizza?

I'll show you guys

your new backyard.

This is Amanda's Garden of Eden.

She's got quite a green thumb, actually.

The social worker said you grew corn.

She did? No, no corn.

Oh, I know! I sell corn.

I'm a commodities trader on the exchange.

What's on the other side?

Just an old abandoned factory. It's not safe.

That's why we built this fence.

I don't want you and Joshua

playing over there.

Where is your brother?

She wants to take him but she can't.

- Hah!

- Malcolm!

And he goes for the basket!

Hi. Um, I just moved in next door.

What's with the, uh, clothes?

Is that the new, uh, Amish wear?

What's with your hat? Why is it...

Why is it turned backwards?

Joshua?

Could you come home, please?

Thanks.

It was going to be a surprise.

You have to be more careful.

- You can't walk up to strangers...

- William! William!

I opened the suitcase

and there's bugs in there.

What?

Open it up.

Bugs, Amanda?

I just thought I'd bring a taste of home.

That's nice-looking corn.

Hm.

I'm uncomfortable.

We're not exactly alone anymore.

- They'll get used to it.

- You think?

Mm-hm. Don't worry about it.

We'll get the hang of this.

Besides, Eli is a gem.

And Joshua, well,

he'll probably need a little discipline.

But then again, so will you.

You're not doing this until we take

one last look at those kids.

Yeah. No.

Shh! Be quiet!

They probably always slept in the same bed.

We'll leave them be for now.

OK.

What I was saying is,

I screwed it up already.

First he got mad at me

for breaking his glass thing

and then for talking to strangers.

At least we've got each other.

- Yeah.

- Goodnight.

Corn!

Corn! Corn!

I offer this

to He Who Walks Behind the Rows.

Come on, David,

we know I deserve promotion.

Besides, I got two more mouths to feed.

Is that why you decided to, uh, adopt?

Seriously, I mean,

who closed the Agritech deal?

Who sold the surplus corn in Iowa

that nobody wanted? Me.

That deserves some recognition.

William. Too damned impatient.

It'll get you in trouble.

Now, relax, enjoy your new family.

The market's not going anywhere.

The market might not be, but I am.

Remember that.

I'll think about it.

These fit fine. What do you think?

How about this? I like this on you.

It's a good colour.

I'll get scissors and cut the tag off, OK?

Well?

Give us your blood.

Give us your blood.

Uh, Eli, you left your suitcase...

I... take it you boys didn't like

the clothes I bought you.

No offence, ma'am, but modest dress

is the surest way to a pious life.

I'm sure not every kid at school

can afford such clothing.

Why should we make them feel inadequate?

OK.

Excuse me. Where is the principal's office?

Just down the hall on the left.

- Second door.

- Thank you.

This way.

- Mrs Porter.

- Amanda Porter.

- I'm Father Frank Nolan. Principal.

- Nice meeting you.

- These must be your boys.

- That's right.

- Joshua.

- Hm, close. Eli.

Uh, Joshua.

Like the shirt. I, um...

I'll show you to your home rooms.

- This... this way.

- Thank you.

Good morning, class.

All right.

Joshua, you'll be here, room 101.

It's mine, by the way.

And Eli? Let's see.

You're splitting us up?

You are both in different grades.

Where Eli and me come from...

I know you're used to being together...

No!

- Can I see you outside?

- Of course.

We'll be right outside.

Excuse us. Take good care of them.

Hi.

Hey, yeah? Hello there to you.

- I wouldn't sit there.

- Why not?

Cos I think you're gonna try to suck my dick.

Hey.

- You got cow sh*t in your ears?

- Hey!

Hey!

- All right.

- You wanna touch this?

Oh, T-Loc. You're so bad.

What are you gonna do?

- Cut an Amish kid?

- I'll cut you, b*tch.

Who you calling a b*tch, punk?

That's my sister.

I'll kick your ass, talkin' like that.

- Well, come on!

- Hey! Back off.

What's up, man? Come on, bring it on.

Nolan's coming back!

Eli, I'm sorry.

You'll be able to see each other at recess.

Come on, man! Come on!

Come on, come on.

What are you getting up for?

It's... it's what you're supposed to do.

When a lady's present?

Jesus. You are from out of town.

Waiting for your brother?

Look. What you did this morning.

It was cool.

But really stupid.

Don't start up with T-Loc.

He shouldn't start with Eli.

Come on! Go!

Do you play?

A bit.

- Hey, Mummy-head!

- What?

Put the Amish kid in.

- What for?

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