Children of the Corn III: Urban Harvest Page #3

Synopsis: Two young Gatlin residents are orphaned after the younger brother kills their father. So, the terror of Gatlin goes urban when the two boys are placed in the custody of two foster parents. The younger brother (who by this point is established as the "evil one") bought some corn seeds along for the road and plants them in the courtyard of an abandoned warehouse, bring He Who Walks Behind the Rows to the city. He winds up possessing his high school peers, and soon his older brother feels called to stop him.
Genre: Horror, Thriller
Director(s): James D.R. Hickox
Production: Miramax
 
IMDB:
4.1
R
Year:
1995
92 min
267 Views


I know he's your brother,

but shouldn't you show someone?

William would think I drew it.

Show it to Father Nolan.

- No. I can't.

- Why not?

Because... we're brothers.

- Adopted brothers.

- Maria, look.

Eli and I have been through

a lot together, you know?

We've always looked out for each other -

made each other feel safe.

Well, you feel safe with Malcolm, don't you?

- Yeah.

- And with me?

What... what's wrong?

I've never, uh...

...never really done this before.

It's simple.

That's first base.

That's second base.

So... how do I get a home run?

You don't.

Malcolm! Come on, man.

Me and Maria are just friends.

No, Josh! No, man, no!

She's my sister, OK? No.

I put it to you this way.

I just don't want her getting

involved with a family like yours.

Especially your screwed-up brother.

Eli? What does he have to do with anything?

Come on, Josh! Don't be stupid, man!

Look at this place!

It's deserted! It's supposed

to be packed. School's out.

Let me ask you something.

Who do you think they're with?

I'm outta here, man!

With age comes blindness.

But we who are young,

we are the keepers of a vision of purity.

That is the gift to us from

He Who Walks Behind the Rows.

So we may work his will - his will

to cleanse the world of wickedness -

our greatest harvest to come.

Harvest this, motherf***er.

Howdy.

Hey, don't give me that goddamn

Gomer Pyle, howdy-doody bullshit.

We came to get Dee.

Can't spare him.

Well, what you gonna do, man?

Preach me to death?

Try me.

Hey!

Come back here, you little sh*t.

Come back here!

I'm gonna kick your little ass

Doo-dah, doo-dah

Hey, where you at, butthead?

- Come on! You're in here with me now.

- I'm not in here with you.

You're in here with me.

Oh! F***!

Oh, you dead, now. Argh!

Get it off! Get it off of me!

Get it off of me! Get it off of me!

Help!

Help me! Help me! Help me!

- Help me!

- I can, you know.

The question is, will you help me?

Yeah, yeah. OK. Get it off of me!

It's got me!

Then let us pray.

I saw an angel

come down from heaven

having the key of the bottomless pit

and a great chain in his hand.

And that concludes my sermon...

...on Revelations.

Does anyone

have any questions?

Look, Frank, you asked me

my opinion as head counsellor,

and I'm giving it to you.

These last few weeks there's been

no smoking in the bathrooms,

no fighting in the hallways,

no drugs, no knives...

Face it, things are finally

shaping up around here.

- Shaping up into what?

- Into something decent.

Are you blind, Frank?

Haven't you noticed?

Things have never been this good.

It was a lie that Noah led the world to rebirth

for had it not been for his children -

his children to fulfil his every wish -

they would have never witnessed

the earth's corruption

and understand that

the old had to be washed away,

one way or another.

Hey, man.

- Hey.

- Look, Josh, uh...

I'm sorry.

No, don't worry about it.

I just wanna say, look, whatever you are,

you are definitely... not him.

I want to ask you something, man,

just out of curiosity.

What happened to his parents?

He said they disappeared.

Yeah. Just like your daddy, huh?

I knew it, man.

They're lost. They're like

bad weeds and need to be taken out.

Joshua, you should be in bed.

This is no time to be going...

Sh*t.

- Hi.

- Hi yourself.

You're up late.

Working hard?

Just making notes

for a meeting tomorrow morning.

- Idle hands are the devil's tool.

- I've heard that.

Plus it helps me keep my mind off Amanda.

This meeting tomorrow, is it about my corn?

Yes, it is, partner. This could be

exported to people the world over.

Children too?

Especially the children.

You should get to bed.

- OK. Good night.

- Good night.

What happened to his parents?

They, um...

He said they just disappeared.

Yeah. Just like your daddy, huh?

What happened to my father?

Back in Gatlin. What did you do?

Made sure he'd never hurt you again.

Face it, brother,

I'm the only family you've got.

Enough!

I agree.

Package for Amanda Porter.

She's, um... she's not here.

Guess you can sign for it.

Thanks.

Malcolm? Malcolm! Wake up!

Malcolm!

- What the f*** is going on, man?

- Let me in. Now.

- You know what time it is?

- I don't care. Let's go.

Josh, man, if this ain't good, man,

I'm gonna kill you.

It's not good. Get dressed.

Come on. Get dressed. Let's go.

I need thy help now

to end this madness...

and evil.

Oh, do not forsake me now.

When I was 14, Papa and I moved to Gatlin.

The town had a bad history,

so the land was cheap.

Malcolm, Wake up! Listen to me.

So the land was cheap there.

My papa needed a lot of it

to work on his corn experiments.

You woke me up for that?

Help me, Lord.

Give me strength to do battle in thy name

against this... this devil with a child's face.

He haunts my dreams.

At school, I can feel

his evil presence everywhere I go.

Hello, Frank.

1964?

No way, man. This can't be him.

It's him. I know every inch of his face.

Now, check these out.

See, Social Services keeps pretty

detailed records of their orphans.

Each of these clippings is from Gatlin.

Any farm boy can tell you

each of those nights is a harvest moon.

- You ever see one?

- No.

Well, look up in the sky

and you will... tonight.

Right, we've got to see Father Nolan.

Get dressed.

Who the hell are you?

Father...

As if you didn't know.

Why are we seeing Nolan?

I overheard him in the cafeteria.

He might understand.

You knew who I was

from the moment you laid eyes on me.

So did my poor foster mother.

Certain people can do that, Frank.

I don't know why.

To stop you!

Sure, Frank.

Give it your best shot.

Sorry.

I'll kill you!

Now let us pray.

- Pray to me, Frank.

- No.

Frank, pray to me.

No!

All right, then.

What are you doing?

You won't get away with this.

You can't get away with this!

Father? He's not here.

- Let's try the chapel.

- Chapel, chapel, chapel.

Dear Frank,

thank you.

Thank you for living just long enough

to see all your work destroyed,

your students turned against you...

- I will...

- What?

What, Frank? Destroy me?

With what? This?

Your Bible is no match for mine.

Show it to me and we'll see.

Frank, Frank, Frank,

do you think I'd be stupid

enough to keep it with me?

Why would that be stupid?

Come on, Malcolm.

Is that where you're vulnerable, Eli?

It is, isn't it?

I don't have time for this.

It is!

It is! It is, it is!

You can't hide from God!

Father Nolan!

Father Nolan! Are you OK?

Father, what's happening?

Come on, Malcolm. Father?

No, no! Oh, no!

Oh, my God!

Go! Ugh!

Father?

Father?

Oh, my God! Oh, my God!

Father, what happened?

What's going on, man?

His Bible.

What?

- What's he talking about?

- Get it. Destroy it!

The Bible?

What's he talking about? Whose bible?

- Father, whose bible?

- Eli... Eli's Bible.

Back in Gatlin. Come on.

Josh?

Josh!

Hi there, Maria.

Partnership with Germany is complete.

Congratulations.

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