St. Helens Page #5

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You're gonna have to

stop work and your men

are gonna have to move

out of the red zone.

You can close down and

move out voluntarily...

or the National Guard will do it for you.

I think you better get out of here.

Think about it Whitaker,

one way or the other.

All right whataya say,

let's get back to work.

Colonel, there's someone

coming up to see you.

They just let them

through the barrier.

Dr. Lucius Romarantin.

Founder and pastor of the Holy Church

Of Dark Arts. Rollie, North Carolina.

I understand the great

god Vulcan has chosen to

make an appearance in

this half of the world.

Am I correct gentlemen?

Gentlemen... there is a

volcano in the area,

Mount St. Helens I believe?

Yes, that's right.

Well I believe I found a way to

appease the great god Vulcan.

How you gonna do that?

Colonel...

You will be our holy escort

to the top of the mountain.

Now... you will escort Pamela and myself

she's 15 years old and a virgin.

After a brief ceremony on the

top of that fiery inferno

she will hurl herself into the jaws

of that treacherous heathen fire

and thereby appease the

great god Vulcan.

The mountain will not erupt,

and your people will be saved.

What do you feel about this Pamela?

Whatever the doctor says.

Well, doctor...

I don't want you to think were not grateful

you coming all the way from Rollie and all

but we'd like to try a couple

of other things first.

Maybe we could hold you in reserve.

And if we do get to sacrificing I

think we'd like to use a local girl.

Don't say I never gave you a chance.

I don't even know if she'll

be a virgin tomorrow.

It's all right honey there's

probably another volcano for you.

You don't really believe

in that stuff do you?

Course I do. This is a science.

Thousands of years of

research has gone into this.

You see these three lines right here?

This is your heart and this is your

mead and this is your lifeline.

Boy, have you got a long life line

I do, huh?

Yeah, and you see the break right here.

- Yeah

- That's how many children you're gonna have.

Oh yeah, how many?

Six, seven.

Seven.

Sorry about you and Whitaker hun.

Oh well, it's no big deal,

it's not the end of the world.

I didn't expect you to come back here.

There's no other place in 'Coover to go.

Hey look, it's Harry.

what's safe?

What's safe today?

Well reports from the U.S.

Geological Survey indicates

Listen I ain't coming

down off this mountain

I don't give a damn what anybody says.

The Governor, The President Of United

States, even The King of England.

As a matter of fact we have

a queen at the moment.

That's your problem.

Do you have to keep sticking

that thing up my nose?

Did you see the expression

of that reporters face?

So you're saying that people

should decide for themselves?

I'm saying what I said but

I ain't say it again.

- Hooray - woo - yeah.

- Yeah - that's really nice Harry

this is Murray Saint Clair ?

What's the matter?

I can't believe they put

that on television.

Don't they realize

people see that and they

say " Right on Harry."

"You tell 'em Harry", "We won't

come off the mountain either."

Dammit they have No Idea

What They're Dealing With!

Relax, it's OK.

You're thinking of the pope.

The state of emergency was

declared in Washington today

as smoke and ash continued

to spew from Saint Helens.

By order of the governor a

red zone and a blue zone

have been created in the

area around the mountain

which scientists feel is in

the most immediate danger.

In the small town of Cougar

12 Miles to the South

it has been closed by the National

Guard roadblocks to all but residents.

Merchants and shopkeepers

protested the action

which sent a booming volcano business

plummeting when the town was cut off.

Well despite this action the U.S. Geological

Survey and the U.S. Forest Service.

Issued a joint statement today that quote.

"All observations imply

there is no indication

that a major eruption of molten rock will

occur at any time in the near future".

Unquote.

You're the one that put these

barriers here. On whose authority.

On the authority of the governor

of the state of Washington.

You cut me off Dammit!

Look at all those people,

you cut them off!

You've cut of Cougar!

There isn't a tourist

within 1000 Miles. Right?

Like you said, " Who would want to pitch

his tent on the side of a volcano?"

I want these barriers move now.

Can't do that.

By the way I understand you're logging

up the north fork of the Tutal.

The crew will be moved out

by me within 24 hours.

We'll see about that.

.

If nobody can get in this

town, I can't make any money.

And if this keeps up, I'll

be bankrupt in two months.

All rights, all rights. Simmer down.

Quiet down will 'ya.

As you know there is a question as to where

the barriers are placed in this area.

Now I talk to the governor's office

today, we came to an agreement.

The governor has delegated the

authority to Mr. Lloyd Wagner

to determine where the

barriers are to be placed.

Mr. Wagner has determined, that Cougar

should be open to tourists again.

All right but what about the logging?!

What about the dang farming?!

Hold on with you. Now

just hold your horses.

I also talk to the attorney general today.

Pretty busy, huh Clyde.

What I'm saying is, all

the residents, all the

workers in this area, you

can go into the red zones

provided you sign a simple

little legal waiver

which absolve the state

of any responsibilities.

So we're in business!

Now wait a minute. Wait a minute.

Before you sign those waivers,

- I think you have a right to know...

- Mr... Mr. Jackson.

- I'm sure nobody's interested in...

- Whitaker!

You've been yacking all

day long, let him talk.

I wanna hear what he has to say.

I don't think you have any idea what

you're getting these people into.

Mr. Wagner knows.

You know what would happen

if mount St. Helens...

Had a major eruption...

And you were standing anywhere near it?

You'd melt.

You'd liquify.

In the blink of an eye, 1600 fahrenheit.

That fast.

No hair, no eyes, no flesh.

You're a puddle.

Now let's say you're standing

five or six miles away from it.

You think you're gonna be any safer there?

You'll be just as dead.

Only it will be slower...

First the sky will go black...

You'll start to gag, choke...

Because there's so much boiling ash

in the air it burns out your lungs.

Don't worry about the logging.

There won't be any.

Trees will be flatten for miles.

Laid out like toothpicks.

Fried in the heat.

The fish at Spirit Lake will be boiled

alive in the water their swimming in.

You'll never see them

again in your lifetime.

You won't wanna even look at this land.

It will be worse than the

surface of the moon.

Don't worry...

You sign these waivers...

You'll go back to your homes and your jobs

because chances are you won't be

around to see anything anyway.

You've no right to talk to them like that.

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