Needful Things Page #6
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- Year:
- 1993
- 120 min
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Now how about trying for two?
Yeah.
Danforth, you broke the law, didn't you?
Did I break their law?
How about you, Myrtle?
Did you break the law?
Did you sleep with him
just to humiliate me?
- Who? Did I what?
- Norris Ridgewick...
Did you f*** him after the two of you...
...put up all those parking tickets
all over my house?
No. And it's our house, Buster.
Stop looking at me, all of you!
Who are you?
It's me, Dan. Your master's voice.
How is it going?
I killed my wife. Is that wrong?
- I didn't mean to.
- These things happen.
- Did she deserve it?
- I don't know. I really loved her.
There are those times when you
simply must hurt the ones you love, Dan.
I just can't picture Danforth Keeton
doing something to someone...
...who didn't deserve it.
You aren't that kind of guy, are you?
No.
- I don't know anymore.
- Get a hold of yourself, Danforth.
It's no good, all this self-pity.
Why don't you hop in your car,
come see me?
I've got something for you.
I think you'll get a bang out of it.
"Holy Mary, Mother of God.
"Pray for us sinners now
and at the hour of our death. Amen. "
Hello, Henry.
Hello, Hugh.
Amen.
"Holy Mary, Mother of God,
pray for us sinners now...
"... and at the hour of our death. Amen. "
- Who are you talking to, Danny boy?
- God. Just God.
On my time?
I just want to tell you
that I'm really scared.
You tell me nothing. I tell you everything.
- They have it coming, Dan. You know that.
- Yeah, I know.
Why don't you just crush them all now?
Just split the earth wide open?
Because I don't work miracles.
I'm not the Father, the Son,
and the Holy Ghost.
I'm just one lonely guy.
Please.
I just want to die.
Please, I just want to die.
I won't disappoint you. I promise.
Come see me when you're done. Now dig.
I'll dig. Look.
I'll dig.
Dig. Dig! I'm digging!
- You are disgusting, Dan.
- Yes.
I like that in a person.
Yes. Thank you.
Thank you.
Sorry about Buster. I f***ed up.
I'll get that son of a b*tch.
Who's there?
Alan.
It's late.
- I need to talk to you, Father.
- What's the matter?
- Do you believe in the Devil, Father?
- I guess I have to.
You can't have one without the other.
Do you believe in God, Alan?
- What's he look like?
- Look like?
Yeah.
The Devil, what the hell does he look like?
He looks like you and me, I imagine.
So he could get his claws in us
without our ever knowing it.
Make us do things
that we normally would never do.
- Terrible things.
- No, I don't think so, Alan.
People have a choice.
- This is a good town.
- Right.
It was a good town.
A lot of decent, ordinary people.
- Only now the Devil is here.
- The Devil's always here, Alan.
He's always in our hearts.
But with the good Lord's help,
we can help cast him out.
Not in our f***ing hearts.
In our town, right outside, in our streets.
His name's Leland Gaunt.
Father.
I need your help to get rid of him.
No. Leland Gaunt is a decent man.
My God.
He got to you, too.
If there's a devil in this town,
it's that damned Reverend Willie Rose.
You believe me now, Father?
You still think he's a decent man?
- The Devil just blew up your damn church!
- That's not the Devil.
It's those goddamn Baptists!
Rose!
Rose! Damn you to hell!
No!
Father!
- Get out of here!
- Kill them!
Look out!
Son of a b*tch! I'll teach you.
Frank! What are you doing?
- The bastard took my Treasure Island.
- What?
Robert Stevenson, first edition!
Get out of my way!
- You okay?
- I think so.
- You all right?
- Yeah.
Go home. Watch some television.
- That's my needful thing!
- F*** you!
You crazy son of a b*tch!
Get away from there!
Come on, move it!
Go!
Move it!
Jesus Christ, Alan, all hell's broke loose.
The Baptists are running around crazy
'cause their church is on fire.
Plus somebody went and killed
Myrtle Keeton with a hammer.
What the hell happened here? Jesus.
- You son of a b*tch!
- Norris, no!
- You all right?
- What?
- Are you all right?
- Never felt better.
Call the state police.
- Tell them we got a riot on our hands.
- My pleasure.
Rose! In the name of Christ, man,
beg for his mercy...
...'cause you'll get none from me.
Be struck down
by his almighty, swift sword!
- Stop it!
- Meehan, you godless heathen!
Rot in hell, Willie Rose!
Drop it! Father, stop it! You'll kill him.
F*** you!
Goddamn it, stop it,
or I'll blow your f***ing head off!
Now, there's an idea.
- Put the ax down now.
- Go to hell.
- Shoot him.
- Put it down!
- F*** you!
- Kill him. Kill him.
Kill them all. Let God sort them out.
No!
No!
You wussy.
No more killing.
Not in Castle Rock!
Not me, not you, not anybody!
This sh*t stops now!
Listen to me.
All of you.
This...
...man here...
...Leland Gaunt...
We're waiting.
He came here to destroy us.
To make us destroy ourselves.
Can't you see what's happening here?
This is what he needs.
This is what he wants.
He's got us all lined up
like a bunch of human fuse boxes.
He hot wires Wilma Jerzyk to Nettie Cobb,
except he does it with wires...
...from two other fuse boxes:
Brian Rusk and whoever it was
that skinned the poor dog...
...because it wasn't Wilma, was it, Pete?
- No, sir.
Then he crosswires all the rest of us
the same way.
What did he make you do,
Eddie, Myra, Frank?
How about you, Karen?
What price did you have to pay
for your needful thing?
Father Meehan...
...Reverend Rose, look at yourselves.
Cora.
Your little boy's in a hospital
because he knew what this man is.
And he tried to tell me,
but I got sucked in
just like everybody else.
Don't you see what he's done?
We're all decent people.
We are.
And he's preyed on our weaknesses
and our hatred and our greed...
...and our prejudice and our fear.
Don't you understand? He runs on hate.
And he's used it
to turn us all against each other.
Wilma Jerzyk, Nettie Cobb.
Dan Keeton, Norris Ridgewick.
Alan Pangborn and Polly Chalmers.
He made me steal Mr. Jewett's
Treasure Island.
Frank, what did he make you do?
He made me rip up
Ruth Roberts' flower bed.
He made me send that letter
to Father Meehan.
I gave the rat trap to Norris Ridgewick.
He had me slash Hugh Priest's tires.
I was the one
that planted the money on your boat, Alan.
- I'm sorry.
- This is pathetic. You're all so pathetic.
Look at you. Puppets, all of you.
And he's pulling the strings.
Listen, I dealt as I always do.
I show people what I have to sell...
...and then I let them
make up their own mind.
Is that so wrong? I ask you.
You're done here, Gaunt.
You're busted.
You're finished in this town.
Alan!
Anybody's finished in this town,
it's you, Pangborn.
- Finally, a man with some sense.
- You guys sound like a f***ing AA meeting.
"Hi. My name is Dan...
"... and I'm here to blow up
your f***ing town. "
You're all gonna pay big.
Pay huge!
- Be calm, folks. Don't give him a reason.
- I got a reason, you shithead.
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