Damien: Omen II Page #5

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of the opposite sex and kill them.

Past policy has made a forceful case

for Thorn's continued adherence

to electronics, to energy.

But the future of Thorn industries

lies not only in solar energy,

in shale oil, and the force of gravity.

Our profitable future, gentlemen,

is also... in famine.

We now possess... potentially...

the most formidable force in the world

for large-scale agricultural endeavors.

However... we have to guard against

the indigenous populations

ever thinking we are in the business of

exploitation. We are not! I emphasize that.

We are there to help.

- Yes, Jane?

- Mr. Pasarian's working on the P-84.

- You wanted to know when he got there.

- Thank you.

Gentlemen, take a half-hour break.

We are now about to enter

a highly complex experimental area,

where the use of toxic chemicals, we hope,

will one day feed the world's hungry.

This is P-84. Proceed with check on vat 29.

Start with 22-L.

Check.

Check.

Now this is a ten-inch valve - computerized.

Programmed to deliver

precise mixes of gases and solutions

from storage vats into the main plant.

However, at this time,

this is closed for repairs.

Check.

- Uh-oh!

- What's wrong?

Shut down P-84!

All right, everybody, back the way we came.

- Shut down P-84!

- it won't shut off.

it has to.

Oh, my God.

I want a complete report of what happened

first thing in the morning. Understand?

Mr. Thorn. They're going to be all right.

We checked every boy for lung damage.

There's none.

They're nauseous,

but there's no permanent damage.

- Doctor, I don't care what it costs...

- I assure you, they'll receive the best care.

Now, there is one thing, though.

We've made every possible test

of blood damage, tissue damage,

and every boy was affected

to some degree - though not seriously.

That is, every boy

except your nephew Damien.

- Do you mean that...

- No, no, no, Mr. Thorn.

He wasn't affected at all.

I'd like to keep Damien here

for a couple of days, to run some tests.

You're gonna be all right.

There's just one thing.

The doctor would like to have Damien

stay for a few days to run some tests.

I'm OK.

Why do I have to stay here if I'm OK?

- Why do more tests?

- I don't wanna stay here.

Couldn't I bring him back next week?

Your permission, Doctor?

- That's fine.

- Good.

You rest. We'll collect you later.

Maybe go up to Lakeside.

Think the air would do you good?

Be good, now.

Jackal?

Hello, Ben?

I need to see you urgently. Can I come down?

No, no. There's something here

that I just don't understand.

Oh, my God. it's horrible.

We were just talking to him yesterday,

when he wanted to do those tests on Damien.

What kind of tests were they?

I'm not sure. I don't think he knew.

- Where are the boys?

- Still sleeping.

Damien was not affected by the gas.

- We can be thanKful for that.

- Why all the other boys and not Damien?

I don't understand.

What did the doctor say?

The tissue tests he made... indicate

that Damien has a different cell structure.

Different? That's absurd.

Not to Dr Kane.

- He was quite concerned about it.

- Well, what does it mean?

I don't know.

Nicky, what you done for yourself

is good enough, but...

what you done for Jerry is a miracle.

- Projectionist.

- Drop dead.

At last, a happy ending for a change.

- it was boring.

- You're too young to be so cynical.

- Who wants a corned beef sandwich?

- One.

- Two.

- All right.

I'll go.

- Hello, Damien.

- Dr Warren.

Is Richard home?

Yes. He's in the family room.

Charles. What a nice surprise.

Let me fix you a drink.

- Brandy?

- No.

Richard, I have to ask you

something very personal.

- We're friends.

- What happened to your brother in London?

- Why do you ask that?

- I opened a box that was sent from Israel.

it belonged to Bugenhagen.

So?

Did you know Bugenhagen gave your brother

the daggers to kill Damien?

- What the hell are you talking about?

- Years ago, Bugenhagen wrote you a letter.

- I never got a letter.

- it was never sent. it was still in the box.

Richard... you know that I'm a rational man,

but what I have to say to you isn't rational.

Bugenhagen claims that Damien...

is the devil's son:

the beast foretold in the Book of Revelation.

He isn't human. He was born of a jackal.

- I know it sounds incredible.

- Why do you tell me this?

Your brother was convinced.

He went to Bugenhagen for help.

- Bugenhagen told him how to kill the boy.

- My brother was mentally ill. His wife was...

Was killed by Damien. Five deaths, Richard -

five unexplained, horrible accidents.

- According to Bugenhagen...

- Who was insane. And you believe it.

- Read his letter yourself.

- I won't read the ravings of a senile old man.

I knew Bugenhagen. He wasn't senile. If what

he says is true, we are all in great danger.

You, Ann, Mark - all of us.

Have you noticed anything suspicious?

- No.

- Something he's said?

- Nothing.

- There've been deaths among us.

Joan, Bill, Pasarian...

- Coincidental.

- What about Aunt Marion? There's proof.

- What proof?

- Yigael's Wall. Bugenhagen saw it.

- it's the thing that convinced him.

- Enough! I don't wanna hear any more.

- The wall arrives in New York tomorrow.

- Then you go and look at it.

I will.

You can't believe this? Damien?

I didn't say I believe it.

I just told you what he said.

- Well, you're thinking of going to New York...

- it's... it's damn nonsense.

The only thing is that Robert was shot in the

church while he was trying to stab Damien.

He's gotten to you, hasn't he?

He's gotten his craziness into you.

I am not gonna let him poison you.

You're not going away.

- Ann...

- Forget you ever spoke to him.

it's over. it's over.

it is a filthy, stupid story, and it's over.

- Richard, stop it. Stop it. Please, God.

- All right, all right. I won't go.

You're not gonna treat Damien

any differently?

- I won't, I promise.

- Give me your word.

I promise.

Look, we could both use some air,

so why don't you get into some clothes

and we'll go out and hunt up the kids?

Mark?

I know you're there.

Why are you running away from me, Mark?

I know who you are.

- You do?

- Dr Warren knows.

- I overheard him talking to Dad.

- Well, what did he say?

He said the... the devil

could create his image on earth.

The devil?

What else did he say?

Say it, Mark.

- He said you're the beast.

- Come on. What are you talking about?

Your father tried to kill you.

They say he was crazy,

but it was because he knew.

I love you, Mark. You're like my brother.

- No! No!

- You are my brother.

- You mean more to me...

- The beast has no brother! Don't call me that!

- Listen to me, Mark...

- Admit it. You killed your mother.

No. She wasn't my mother. I was adopted.

A jackal. You were born of a jackal.

Yes.

Born in the image

of the greatest power in the world.

The Desolate One.

Desolate because his greatness

was taken from him and he was cast down.

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