The Omen Page #2

- I'm coming. Mrs. Baylock.

- Mrs. Baylock.

- Yes, ma'am?

- Where's Damien?

- If you don't mind,

I think he'd rather go to the park.

- The park? I told you he was going with us.

- He's too young for church.

- He'll cause a fuss.

- You don't seem to understand.

It is my wish and my husband's wish

that Damien accompanies us to church.

- Kathy.

- I'll be there in a minute.

Now, please have him dressed at once.

Well, excuse me

for speaking my mind, ma'am,

but do you really think a five-year-old

will understand the goings-on

of an Episcopal wedding?

Will you have my son dressed and in the car

in five minutes? Thank you very much.

What's the matter, Damien?

It's just a church, that's all.

What's the matter?

- Robert.

- Something wrong?

- I don't know. He just seems scared to death.

- Is he ill?

No, he's just...

No, he's just trembling all over.

- Mr. Ambassador. Welcome, sir.

- Good morning.

- No!

- Damien.

Damien, stop it.

Damien, stop it. Damien.

No!

Horton, drive on.

Are you sure that

you don't wanna call a doctor?

No, it's just a couple of bruises.

It'll be all right in the morning.

No, I mean for Damien.

Oh, no, he's fine. He's sound asleep.

Just to have him examine him.

Well, he's perfectly all right.

Never been sick a day in his life.

He never has, has he?

Isn't that a little strange?

Is it?

I mean, no measles or mumps or chickenpox.

- Not even a cough or a cold.

- So?

I just think it's a little unusual.

Look, he's a perfectly healthy boy.

I mean, we have nothing to worry about

with him. Not physically or otherwise.

He just had a bad moment.

You know, like a fright.

Yes?

- I'm leavin' now. Is there anything else?

- Nothing, thank you. Good night.

I think the best thing to do with a bad day

like this is end it. I'm gonna go to bed.

I'll be along soon.

Quiet, now. This is the master of the house.

- What is this?

- Sir?

The dog.

- Beautiful, isn't he? We found him outside.

- Who gave you permission to bring it in?

I thought we could use a good watchdog, sir.

And Damien loves him.

Gave you a fright, did he, sir?

- Yes.

- Well, you see how good he is.

As a watchdog, I mean. I think you'll be

grateful on your long trips away, sir.

Mrs. Baylock, we don't need a dog,

and if we do, I'll pick him out myself.

- Damien's taken quite a fancy to him, sir.

- Tomorrow morning you'll call the RSPCA,

tell them to collect the dog

and find him another home.

You understand?

Sir.

Come on, boy.

Welcome to Windsor Safari Park.

Animal compound to your left.

Parking, for refreshment and zoo area,

to your right.

When driving through animal compounds,

please keep all car windows closed.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Come on, darling.

Let's go see the monkeys, OK?

- Good morning, Horton.

- Good morning, sir.

Baboons bite. Keep all car windows closed.

Keep all car windows closed.

Baboons are dangerous.

Oh, no.

- All right, Kathy?

- Yeah.

You're so silent this evening.

Just tired, I guess. Sorry.

- Damien all right?

- Yeah.

- You sure?

- Yes.

If there were anything wrong,

you'd tell me, wouldn't you?

Wrong? What could be wrong with our child,

Robert? We're beautiful people, aren't we?

There is something wrong, isn't there?

Kathy.

Is it so serious?

Robert, I want...

I need to see a psychiatrist. I have fears.

I have such fears.

What kind of fears? What kind?

If I told you, you'd put me away.

Kathy, I love you. I love you.

Then help me. Find me a doctor.

I will. Of course I will.

Keep that scrum tight.

Get down low. Come on.

Let it go. Let it go.

Bring him down.

Well done.

I don't know what you're clapping for.

You just lost a bet.

- That's right. 27-3?

- Right. That'll be three quid.

- I thought it was two.

- Inflation. Haven't you heard, old boy?

Well done, George. Great stuff.

It was a good game.

Go and have a quick drink with the lads.

That'll give me time

to make sure everything's set up.

Tomorrow, half past two, Bishop's Park.

Five minutes and you'll never see me again.

Your wife is in danger.

She'll die unless you come.

Father.

Thanks again.

Get on with it. Say what you have to say.

"When the Jews return to Zion,

and a comet rips the sky,

and the Holy Roman Empire rises,

then you and I must die."

"From the eternal sea he rises,

creating armies on either shore,

turning man against his brother,

till man exists no more."

- The Book of Revelations predicted it all.

- I'm not here to listen to a sermon.

"It is by means of a human personality

entirely in his possession

that Satan will wage

his last and formidable offense."

- You said that my wife...

- Go to the town of Megiddo

in the old city of Jezreel.

There, see the old man Bugenhagen.

- He alone can say how the child must die.

- Look here...

"He who will not be saved by the lamb

will be torn by the beast."

Will you stop?

I'm here because you said

my wife is in danger.

She is pregnant.

- You're mistaken. That's nonsense.

- He will not allow the child to be born.

- He will kill it while it slumbers in the womb.

- What are you talking about?

Your son, Mr. Thorn.

The son of the devil.

He will kill the unborn child,

then he will kill your wife,

and when he is certain to inherit all that

is yours, then, Mr. Thorn, he will kill you.

That's enough!

With your power, he will establish

his counterfeit kingdom here,

receiving his power directly from Satan.

- You're insane.

- He must die, Mr. Thorn.

You asked for five minutes,

and you've got five minutes.

Go to the city of Megiddo.

See Bugenhagen before it's too late.

Now, I've heard you.

I want you to hear me.

I never want to see you again.

You'll see me in hell, Mr. Thorn.

There will we share out our sentence.

No!

Mrs. Baylock.

- Anything wrong?

- I just can't stand that noise.

It's not all that bad.

- Good morning, Damien.

- Good morning, Daddy.

- What are we gonna do?

- Hold my hands.

- Right.

- Mrs. Baylock.

Yes, ma'am?

- Would you take him out of here, please?

- He's only playing.

Would you just get him out of here, please?

Yes, ma'am.

Come along, Damien. Excuse me, sir.

Come along.

Darling, I don't know

what's the matter with me. I just...

I just don't seem to be able to...

I don't know.

Kathy, I love you.

If this is what the doctor's doing to you,

don't you think it's time

I had a talk with him?

Yes, you should.

There's something

he wants to talk to you about, anyway.

Oh?

Robert, I don't ever

want to have any more children.

All right.

Then you'll agree to an abortion?

I'm pregnant, Robert.

I just found out this morning.

Yes?

Yes, this is he.

Who?

Who? But...

Hello?

Hello?

Something about the newspapers.

Well, she knew how much you wanted one.

Now she can't cope. She searches for reasons

that won't make her feel inadequate.

She has these fantasies.

She fantasizes that your child is alien

and that your child is evil.

She thinks that the child is evil?

The point is, at this time,

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