The Manitou Page #6

run by computers and technology,

and some creature from 400 years

ago is scaring the hell out of us.

What's even more frightening, Dr. Hughes,

is what could happen if we don't stop

the medicine man.

What could happen?

Absolute devastation.

Now tell us the bad news, huh?

Storm Manitou, take him and kill him!

[John] Wolf, get back.

She's still alive.

- No!

It's Misquamacus. He's using her.

But that's impossible. He's nowhere near her!

"Possible" Doctor? Is that your science?

You have...

defied me.

You have hurt me.

I feel... pain...

I will...

destroy you.

Singing Rock! he's breaking it!

Mountain... Wind...!

Rain...! Storm Manitous!

hold Misquamacus... hold him!

Hold him! Hold him!

Wolf, get a flashlight, quick.

What do you want?

Stay by the phone!

[Dr Hughes] What's he doing?

- He's summoning an Indian demon.

One of the ancient ones.

I don't know which one.

What is it?

- It's the demon we call the Lizard of the Trees.

What the hell is the matter with him?

- Looks for the doctor.

What?

- Because he tried to kill him

on the operating table!

Hughes! Fight it! No, fight it!

What happened?

- It faded. It's gone!

I just don't know what spirit Misquamacus

will come up with next.

There are far worse demons than that.

I've got to get Hughes out of here.

- Yeah, but hurry up! I'll need you.

Bring him into the office!

Get me an antiseptic solution, several

pressure bandages.

and um... get me a tourniquet too.

Put him on the couch.

Easy, Jack. Easy, easy.

Easy... there you go...

Jack, we're all going down there to help.

You're not going anywhere.

- Take your hands off me.

Innocent people will get killed out there

- You've got no authority...!

Bob! Bob, don't go.

He knows what he's doing.

- Thanks.

I tried to stop him.

Who?

- Misquamacus.

I tried everything...

everything I knew...

What happened?

- He gave me a face full

of surgical instruments.

And then he disappeared.

- I'm getting you out of here, get that

face looked at.

Stop the bleeding, then we'll go after

him again. - Come on.

[Harry] What happened down here?

What caused all this ice?

[John] It's a demon we call the Star Beast,

the Spirit of the North Wind.

Afraid he's preparing the way for some

greater demon.

Wind Manitous,

other Manitous, help us!

Harry!

Harry!

You're out of your goddamned mind.

Well, it worked, didn't it?

- Maybe it worked.

Come on.

All right, Erskine, now we call the police.

Will you get serious, McEvoy?

The police?

What good will the police do?

Look what it's done to his hand!

Harry, maybe the doctor's right.

What are you talking about?

- Harry, face it. We're beaten!

Well, what about Karen?

- Well, I'm sorry about Karen,

but I've tried calling every spirit...

Mountain, Wind, Rain...

What about what's-his-name, Gitche, uh...

Gitche Manitou? Harry, you don't call

Gitche Manitou, he...

Oh, yeah? - Well, he's gonna get a person-to-person call

from me!

Collect!

[Wolf] What's happening?

Look out!

John, I don't believe it!

That was one hell of an earthquake.

That was no earthquake.

It's what I was afraid of. It's why we can't win.

Why not?

Misquamacus just called the Great Old One.

Who the hell is he?

- Devil, Lucifer, Satan... What does it matter?

It's coming through the portal right now.

- Can't we stop him? - No...

Well, I did once!

When?

- When I threw that typewriter at him.

Harry, that was a machine's Manitou,

that's all.

Misquamacus was unprepared.

This time he will be.

John! We just can't lie here like...

Wait a minute. Manit...

Dr. Hughes...? how much of this...

kind of equipment do you have through

the hospital?

What kind? What are you talking about?

This kind... this complicated kind

of computerized stuff

that means a lot of electricity feed-in...

you know, voltage.

We've got lots of research equipment,

X-ray, computers, whatever.

We've got the... energy output of a small city.

What are you getting at?

Can you turn it on all at once?

- Yeah.

Right from that console over there.

- What the hell are you gonna

do with my computers?

John, didn't you say that

a machine has its own Manitou?

- Yeah.

Suppose we took the Manitou

of all the machinery in this hospital,

turned it on all at once, and directed that

energy toward the Mixmaster?

Erskine, wait a minute. You can't...

- Hold on, Bob.

Well, it could work. What do you think, John?

Might work. Just might work. There's only one thing...

- What's that?

Well, machines Manitous could turn against us.

But John, we've got to take a chance!

We've got nothing else!

You've got to try it, Harry.

Bob...

Okay.

All right.

All right, you give me exactly five minutes...

five minutes!

Harry, you still got room for a South

Dakota Indian with a bag of tricks?

John Singing Rock, it's not your problem anymore.

- Yes, it is.

Come on.

Once we get there, there's got to be

something or someone

to focus all the machines Manitous.

Like who?

- Like me.

Bob, I want you to clear the... uh

control rooms and power rooms, okay?

Yeah. I still don't like it, Jack.

Hey, Doctor, remember,

don't be [together] an administrator.

I'll see you later.

- Okay.

Wolf, clear the floor, all the patients and

personnel, anybody that's left.

Remember, Harry, the Great Old One is

master of illusion.

John, what happens if we don't beat it?

Well... there's another name for

the Great Old One.

Yeah, what is that?

- The Great Devourer.

What?

- Here, wear this.

What's this for?

- Protection.

Well, I thought it was seasoning.

Go ahead.

Ready?

- Okay.

What?

It's an illusion.

My God, what's behind him?

That, Harry, is the Great Old One.

Our 5 minutes are up.

Now.

Manitous of machines, hear me.

Kill Misquamacus, kill Misquamacus.

Send his spirit back. Send him back.

Send him back from where he came.

Kill Misquamacus... kill him!

Machine Manitous, hear me.

Kill Misquamacus!

Kill him! Send him back!

Send Misquamacus back!

Take my pain!

Take my load! Send him back!

Kill him! Listen to my words!

Send him back!

Send the spirit back!

Send Misquamacus back!

Machine Manitous,

direct your power to me!

Kill him! Kill him!

No!

I can't, Harry. I can't do it.

They won't come. The machines Manitous

won't come.

It's white man's medicine.

Harry, they won't come.

All right, Misquamacus, I've had enough of this!

Who do you think you are?

We're not gonna scream

anymore at each other!

Misquamacus, you listen!

Harry, it won't help! It won't do any good!

- It will, goddammit! It has to!

Harry,

machines Manitous are focusing their

power through Karen!

cause of your love they're coming through her!

[Karen] Harry?

Sure you don't want me

to take you to the airport?

No, you've got some catching-up to do.

- Well, I'm a little sad.

About what?

- Misquamacus.

I mean, I wish I had a chance to talk to him.

If I could call one Indian a friend...

Well, maybe we'll meet him again someday.

What are you talking about? He's dead.

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