Firestarter Page #3

of Scientific Intelligence. DSI.

My daughter, Charlene and I, Charlie,

we were part of an experiment

that happened a long time ago.

Tell me about it.

OK, now go ahead.

Thank you. Do you eat these chickens?

If I can catch one, I might eat one.

We eat the eggs.

They want to examine her and study her.

So they can figure out just what makes

her able to do what she can do.

I think they want to use her

to reactivate the Lot Six programme.

Andy, I think you ought to call the police.

Turn yourself in.

- Yeah, I know it sounds crazy.

- As crazy as anything I've ever heard.

Daddy, I fed the chic...

You told.

Daddy, why'd you tell?

They're coming. They're coming for us.

They're gonna kill you, Daddy. We have

to run, we have to hide, we have to...

Yes, yes, that's what they wanna do.

They wanna kill you.

Kill you like they did Mommy

and take me away. I won't let it happen.

Holy Jesus Christ. Did she do that?

Charlie, now, watch what you're doing.

Is it too late?

Yes, they're coming up the dirt road now.

Daddy, I'm scared.

Charlie, you can stop them.

If I do something bad,

will you still love me?

Oh, Charlie...

Of course I'll still love you.

I love you more than anything

in the world, no matter what happens.

I got some tall apologising to do.

There's a line of cars coming up the road.

I'll stand with you if you want.

I'll get my deer gun.

You don't need your gun.

Hi, Andy. Hi, Charlie.

- Honey, you don't have to run any more.

- Go away.

Afraid I can't do that, honey.

I have my orders.

No one wants to hurt you or your daddy.

You liar, you're supposed to kill him

and I know it.

I'd advise you do what my daughter says.

You know why she's wanted.

Remember the soldier at the airport?

You men are trespassing.

I want you to get off my property.

We're government agents, sir.

These two folks are wanted

for questioning. Nothing more.

I don't care if they're wanted

for assassination.

- Show me a warrant or get off my land.

- We don't need a warrant.

You do unless I woke up

in Russia this morning.

If you'll just get in the car,

we can discuss all this.

Honest to gosh,

there's nothing going on here.

- We know what's going on.

- Please, don't make me do anything.

Get out! Don't you understand

what she's doing? Can't you feel it?

Don't be stupid.

If we can only discuss this, please.

- Get him!

- Watch it, Andy. Watch it.

Not the girl. Not the girl.

Help! Help!

Help me!

No, don't.

No, don't.

No! Don't!

Now, get out of here.

She's never done anything like this

before. I don't know if she can stop.

Get out. Get out.

Go! Go!

Help me!

- Let's go!

- Don't leave me!

- Charlie.

Stop it. That's enough.

Charlie! Charlie! Charlie!

Sorry, Daddy.

Let's get outta here, back to The Shop.

Go, go, go!

Oh, my God.

Andy. There's an old Willy's Jeep

out behind the barn.

No, Irv, don't get involved any deeper.

Those men came here

without any warrants,

tried to take them off our land,

one of them shot me.

What do you want me to do?

Turn them over to the secret police?

They'll be getting their peckers up enough

to come back. Be a good Nazi?

- I guess not.

- You don't have to do anything else.

No, please, take the Jeep and get away.

Just get away.

Charlie.

There's the lake. We're here.

Come on, Charlie.

We got a lot of cleaning up to do.

Nobody's lived here

since your grandfather died.

I hope that key's still here.

Do you think they'll find us here?

After what you did at the farm,

I think they're gonna stay pretty far away.

If they still wanna capture us,

they're gonna have to figure out

a different way to do it.

Well, anyways, we've got us a new home.

Let's go. Let's go.

Don't it look good?

Daddy, will things

ever be the same for us again?

Will I be able to go to school,

and things, again?

Sure you can.

- After you write the letters, right?

- That's right.

Tell the newspapers all about it.

Then the running'll be over.

We'll live normal lives,

like everybody else.

- Can I be...?

- What?

- Like everybody else?

- Darn tootin' you can.

I wanna be.

Look who's here.

- How'd you feel?

- Safe.

- Good night, sweetheart.

- Good night, Daddy.

Do you have a phone here?

Right over here.

- They're here. They mailed some letters.

- All right, good deal.

Get a hold of Bates. He can be there

in an hour and keep me informed.

- Mr McGee?

- And Miss McGee.

- Where are they?

- The summer cottage near Bradford.

- I'll bring them here.

- Oh, just like that?

- You know what that little girl can do.

- I know.

That's why I'll bring her here.

So you can do all your tests.

On the condition that you give her to me

for disposal when you're finished with her.

What?

- I want her when you've finished with her.

- You are mad.

How right you are.

So are you, mad as a hatter.

You sit here making plans for controlling a

force that's beyond your comprehension.

A force that belongs

only to the gods themselves.

What the hell are you talking about?

Things I'm sure

you wouldn't want the world to know.

What's to stop me from

having you erased right here and now?

Hmm!

My word that I've already made certain

provisions that, should I disappear,

The Shop will cease to exist

within six weeks.

And within six months,

you will stand in front of a judge,

awaiting sentence for crimes

serious enough to keep you behind bars

for the rest of your life.

Just... what is it you want?

Your word that my involvement

with this child Charlene

will not end when I bring her here.

That's just the beginning.

We're going to be friends.

- We haven't got her yet.

- We'll have her.

All right.

I guess we've got a deal,

but why do you want her?

She's very beautiful. She's very young.

Yet inside her is the power of the gods.

We're going to be close, she and I.

Oh, yes.

Gonna be very close.

Reel in some of the slack out of the line.

Real slow, come on in, a little more.

OK, now give it a little tug.

Attagirl, now reel.

Yes, sirree! Whoa, whoa, whoa!

- A real whopper.

- Lookee here. How about that?

Here he comes.

Saved by the Postal Department.

Am I glad to see you?

I think we got a dead battery.

Could you give us a jump?

- Let's take a look at it.

- Thanks a lot, I really appreciate it.

Where will we go now?

Offices of "The New York Times."

- But you sent them a letter.

- Well, they might not have gotten it.

Do you think they took them?

No!

- I'll get it, baby.

- I can do it!

Baby, baby, come on, now.

It's almost over.

It's never gonna be over.

- It's not over.

- Come on.

- No, it's not.

- Yes, it is. Come here.

- Are you ready to go?

- I guess so.

Daddy, I'm never gonna start

another fire in my life.

Even if they come

before we can get away.

I'm never gonna hurt

another person in my life.

That's OK, Charlie. I can understand that.

OK.

Jump.

That's a big girl.

OK...

Charlie? Charlie! Charlie!

Oh God, oh God, oh God, oh God!

They shot my daughter!

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