Children of the Corn IV: The Gathering

Greetz to all other respected RG's out there. Let the Legend Killing Continue...

Yes?

Can I help you?

Help.

What happened? You scrape your hand?

Come on in and, uh,

we'll fix you right up.

I haven"t seen you around here. What"s your name?

My God. You"re hot.

You come on in now. Sit over here.

Damn.

Because I remember a scripture that talked about the time...

of Herod and the land of Canaan when the slaughter...

of the innocent children of Israel ran the streets red with blood.

Red! Red! Amen! Hallelujah!

You fall off your bike?

Now go ahead and lie back. Let me put this in your mouth.

Come on now! You're hot!

Lie back. Open. There.

I'll take a look at that hand.

That's really deep.

You shouldn't be this far out.

Oh, my God!

The Norman Rockwell age is dead.

That"s according to social scientist Gareth Waltrip.

Waltrip"s recent study on small-town life in America...

claims that America"s small towns have suffered a loss...

of 15% of their population over the last decade.

And more decay is expected to come.

The report cites the sale of small farms, deterioration of family life...

and the allure of the urban economy as the primary causes.

Welcome home.

Hi, Mom. How you doing?

Hi, Grace.

Thank you for coming. I didn"t know what else to do.

It's okay, Mom. I'm here now.

Hi, Doc.

Hello, Grace.

It's certainly nice to have you back.

The dean okayed me for one semester, but he wasn't real happy about it.

Maybe you shouldn't have come.

I just... Doc?

Maybe I... I shouldn't have called.

It's okay, Mom.

Hi, Grace.

And who are you? Are you the fairy princess?

No. I'm Margaret.

- This is a costume. - Oh.

I had a crown butJames took it.

He did? Where is James?

Outside.

And what's he up to?

Margaret, let go of your sister.

It's okay, Mom.

He is with that damn bike.

He never listens anymore. You know, he won't listen to me!

- He never listens to anything I say to him. - Mom, it... it's okay.

Grace, will you walk me to the car?

Sure, Doc.

- Welcome to Psycho Central. - Hey, James.

God, I had no idea she was this bad.

The nightmares are what made her finally call.

Now, if it had gotten worse,

I would've called you myself personally.

But I gave her a prescription...

so that she'll sleep through the night.

The really important thing is to just simply get her out of the house.

- She hasn't left the house? - Well, agoraphobia's a funny thing.

She'll come out, but she won't take one step...

past this end of the walkway here.

- You're kidding. - That is it.

Now, what we have to do is...

relax her.

Try not to let her hear any bad news.

When she sees the world as a safe place, she"ll come around.

Why, good afternoon, ladies.

Is she here for the children, Doc?

Yes, ma'am.

That and her mother.

Oh, my God.

Jane and Rosa Nock.

They don't have much, but what they have they...

Well, they try to share it with my homebound patients.

Probably left some turkey pot pie for your mother.

Oh, uh, Dr. Larson,

I, um, I hate to even ask this.

You"ve done so much.

While I'm here I've nothing coming in, so...

- I was wondering... - Say no more. You've got your old job back.

Thanks.

L"ll see you first thing in the morning.

To those who take strong drink, He shall send angels.

Please... Please, God, help me.

I have come for the children.

Charles Manson. Scorpio. Killed eight people and an unborn baby.

Flavorite food: Pistachio ice cream.

Lovely.

Great guitar player. Could've been a rock star.

- I got all 30 of them. - Hmm.

Who says kids don't have heroes anymore?

Grace, how long are you going to stay?

I'll stay 'til Mom's feeling better.

They should just throw her in the cracker factory and call it a day.

James.

Is Mom a crackpot?

Look, Mom's just... She's sick.

And sometimes she gets real nervous and then she gets afraid.

But you and I both know there's nothing to be afraid of, right?

- I'm not afraid of anything. - Good.

Now sleep tight.

Grace.

I like you better than Mom.

Go to sleep.

And then the thermometer drops.

And then...

it breaks.

And then...

the boy...

When I turn,

he tries to...

Come on, Mom. We can beat this thing.

Now, let"s get this place cleaned up, okay?

That's all I can remember.

I can never, never remember how it starts.

It happens every night like that.

It's just a nightmare.

Just take the pills Doc Rob gave you and it'll go away.

Why don't you go upstairs?

I'll finish up here.

Thanks, Grace.

Mom, we're not Catholic.

I know.

Crazy.

Does the word "recycling" mean anything to you?

Grace, I'm hot.

Okay. Time.

Blech.

Well, you've got a little fever, but I think you'll live.

Good. I wanna live.

Keep this washcloth on your head.

If you need anything during the night, just yell.

- Grace. - Okay.

James is feverish too.

Oh, great.

What do you think it is? I mean...

It's probably just the flu, Mom. Kids get sick.

Cavalry's here.

You never were the fucking Brady Bunch.

Tell me about it.

So, looks like I'm gonna be joining you in Doc Rob's office.

No. You won't.

You're lookin' at the new nurse at Grand Island Junior High.

- No way! - Yeah.

You can hear those teen boys' hormones just poppin' clear down the hall.

And everything's exactly the same.

How'd we grow up so fast?

You grew up a little quicker than me.

Thanks for your support.

Just maybe you should think about coming home to stay.

Look,

I'm just here to get Mom on her feet, then I'm going back to school.

Open up.

- Come on, Michael. Help me out here. - Uh-huh.

- Tastes like a strawberry. - You lie.

Michael. I'm sorry.

He usually doesn't mind having his temperature taken.

- It's okay. I'll just have to get the digital.

Hello. Clinic.

Well, just keep an eye on the fever and don"t let it go above 102.

I have to go. L"m sorry. Good-bye.

So, are you going to that new treatment center in Denver?

This week. The special kid needs special treatment.

I'm not the one who needs the special treatment.

Have you got a decent clotting agent at the house?

Yeah, we've got plenty of it around the house...

and we all know how to use it in case of an emergency.

Well, I'd say you've got the same fever as these other kids.

But hemophilia is serious business. I don"t want you to get cut anymore.

One hundred percent operational, captain.

- Are you excited about this move? - Yeah.

I'll be with you guys in just a minute, okay?

We'll get to you two next. Hang in there, okay?

So, what do you think?

Why don't you tell me, Doctor?

I don't know. Flevers, shakes.

Definitely flu of some kind. But no nausea, no diarrhea. No sinus.

Viruses are always changing.

That's what makes 'em such a fun date.

I think I'll keep the more serious ones here tonight.

I hope you don't have any plans.

Mmm.

Come to me.

He's also 103.

She reads the same. Flour patients and no fluctuation?

Mom!

Dad.

Mom. Mom.

Plenty of wet towels, yes.

If it goes two-tenths of a point higher, bring him in.

Grace.