Damien: Omen II

- Michael. - Carl.

Michael, have you seen this?

What?

- Do you recognize him? - No.

Haven't you seen Yigael's Wall yet?

It was only opened up last week.

There are four faces of the Antichrist on his rise to power.

The face of Yigael's Satan as a child is the same.

- The same? What are you talking about? - There is no doubt.

Damien Thorn is the Antichrist.

Oh, Carl.

- Michael, you must believe me. - Carl, I’m an archaeologist, not a religious fanatic.

Even now, already is he in the world, and his power shall be mighty...

and he shall prosper and practice...

and shall destroy the mighty and the holy.

I appreciate the sermon, Carl, but what possible facts-

His own father knew. A week ago he tried to destroy him.

That's a minor detail these newspapers seem to have omitted.

I gave him the daggers myself.

He's in Chicago living with his father's brother.

Now, you must take this and give it to his new parents.

- What is it? - There is a letter inside explaining everything.

- Look, Carl, you can hardly expect me- - They have to be warned!

I'm too old. I’m too ill. I can't go myself.

And I am the only living person who knows the truth.

But, Carl, I’ve got a reputation to maintain.

That is why it has to be you. They will listen to you.

And then have me committed. No.

Look, Carl, we're old friends. I think we understand one another.

- You can 't expect me to believe that- - Then come to Yigael's Wall!

- What, now? - Now!

Here, Michael.

Carl Bugenhagen, I hope this guarantees me a place in the kingdom of heaven.

Michael, you 'll be needing your torch now.

It's the Whore of Babylon.

This is priceless!

Michael.

Michael, come here.

Look.

It is him.

- ls there another way out? - No.

Carl?

The Antichrist is with us!

Carl, we've got to get out!

Help me, will you?

Carl... help! Don't stop!

Michael!

Michael!

Forces of evil...

may seem to overwhelm us and be triumphant...

but goodness will prevail...

for it is written in the Book of Revelation:

“Then shall that wicked be revealed...

“whom the Lord shall consume with the spirit of his mouth...

and destroy with the brightness of his coming.”

- Damien! - I’m coming.

I’ll see you next summer, Jim.

- Say good-bye to your cousin for me, Damien. - I will.

' Bye-bye. ' BYE-bye.

- Come on! - Coming.

- Did you find him yet? - Yeah, he's coming.

- Good-bye, Aunt Marion. It was nice seeing you again. - Who told you?

Told me what?

Politeness isn't one of your strong points, Damien.

I'm sure you didn't come here to say good-bye to me on your own initiative.

I didn't know you were in here, but I was going to.

Were you really?

Good-bye, Aunt Marion.

- All set? - We think so.

- I’ll be right back. - Let's go.

Now, you boys have your allowance...

so this is just a little something extra... in case of an emergency.

Hold it. Did you say good-bye to Aunt Marion?

I did.

Aunt Marion?

Oh, Mark, I haven't seen enough of you.

- You should've come to my room so we could talk. - I’m sorry, Aunt Marion.

I know you've been so busy running after that cousin of yours.

You mustn't let him drag you around the way he does.

He doesn't drag me around. I like him.

Give me a hug.

You be careful.

Yes, Aunt Marion. Good-bye.

Just a second!

Good-bye, Dad.

Did you forget me? Are you sure? Here, sweetheart.

- Take some biscuits. Have a good week. - Bye.

- She's too much, Aunt Marion. - She's awful! Why did they invite her?

So she could wag her finger, criticize us, generally ruin our weekend.

- At least we don't have to have dinner with her. - Right.

- God, what's that smell? - Lavender, you fool.

All old ladies douse themselves in it. Don't know why.

Boys, just because the woman's getting on-

- On our nerves! - Come on. Murray's right. Let's hear it for Aunt Marion.

Hooray.

- Murray, give us a cigarette. - You know the answer to that one.

- You don't ask, you never know. - Have you boys met your new platoon leader yet?

- Neff? - Neff for “neffer-mind.”

- Oh, geez! - Come on, they're all the same.

When you've met one platoon leader, you've met them all.

Attention! Eyes front! Chest out, stomach in!

You know something'? You're crazy.

- Yeah, 'cause I’ve practiced. - Oh, God.

Would you like some cream, Aunt Marion?

You've asked me that six times since I’ve come here.

I'm sorry, I forgot.

You haven't forgotten. You just don't care.

Marion, let's don't get into that argument again.

- No cream. - No cream.

Charles is going to show us some slides after we've finished here...

so why don't you tell us why you've come, Marion.

I own 27% of Thorn Industries...

left to me by your father.

And I have every right to dispose of my share in any way that I see fit.

- We know that. - You also know...

that at the moment, I’ve left everything to you, Richard.

But I’ve come here to tell you, that unless you do what I ask-

Marion, don't threaten me. Because as far as I’m concerned-

You can't be unconcerned about a sum that is close to a hundred million dollars!

- I don't see that I should be here. - You're here, Dr. Warren...

because you're curator of the Thorn Museum and I also own 27% of that!

Marion, say what you've got to say, because if it's unpleasant, let's get it over with.

I want you to take the boys out of the academy.

I want you to send them to separate schools.

- Well, now. - I don't care what you want where the boys are concerned.

- They/re not your sons. They're ours. - Neither boy is yours.

May I remind you that Mark is Richard's son by his first wife.

- And Damien is his brother's son. - Thank you.

- Thank you very much! - Ann, please.

Marion, just what the hell is this all about?

Get Mark away from Damien! They don't belong together.

- Damien's a terrible influence. Can't you see that? - What?

That's it. As far as I’m concerned, the dinner's over.

Our conversation is over, and I suggest that-

Richard, you're blind! Purposely blind!

You know your brother tried to kill Damien.

Get out!

- Richard make her get out. - Why did he try to kill him?

- Answer me! Tell the truth! - Marion, he was ill!

- You know that! - You don't have to explain anything to her.

If you don't separate those two boys, I'm going to leave everything to charity.

I don't care what you do with the money. You can burn it, give it away!

Richard, please listen to me! You know what I’m saying is true!

I may be old, but I’m not insane!

Your brother tried to kill Damien.

Get out! Will you tell her to go?

I’m going.

I'm sorry, Charles. I apologize for her.

- She's old and not well. - No, that's all right. I understand.

I should've noticed before dinner that-

Richard, please. I assure you, think nothing of it. I'll go set up the slides.

- I want her out of here in the morning. -Ann.

- I don't want her in this house anymore. - The poor woman is senile.

That poor woman is dangerous.

She pollutes the air with her craziness! She sickens me!

And she frightens the boys. They can't stand to be in the same room with her.

All right, she goes first thing in the morning. Now, calm down.

- Why does she hate Damien? - I don't know.

She hates him so much! It's not just me and the boys she has to leave for.

She starts something in you. Something strange.

All right, it's over. It's done.

Come on, let's join Charles, huh?

A good many of these have already been packed and sent.

We should be getting the first shipment in about three weeks.

Ah, I thought that would interest you.

- Oh, dear. - She is a bit frightening, isn't she?

The Whore of Babylon?

You're incredible. Yep, the Whore of Babylon.

She represents Rome.

The 10 horns of the beast are 10 kings who have no kingdoms yet...

but will be granted temporary power by the devil.

His names are carved there. The Spoiler.

The Little Horn. The Desolate One.

- Why is she riding him? - I don 't know, but it wasn't to be for long".

According to the Book of Revelation, the 10 kings shall hate the whore...

and make her desolate and naked.

Shall eat her flesh and burn her with fire.

Hmm. It's not very nice.

- Who's the young lady? - Name 13 Joan Hart.

She's a friend of mine.journalist. She's doing a biography of Bugenhagen...

the archaeologist who worked in the area some years ago.

- I've heard of him. - Matter of fact, she's coming to Chicago.

- She wants to interview you. - What for?

Background of the exhibit, patrons of archaeological digs.

I’m not very happy about giving interviews, Charles.

- I know - Of any kind.

I know.

Oh!

Oh! Oh.

Right face, march!

Left turn, ho!

Ready, halt!

Present... arms!

That must be him.

- He looks okay. - They're all the same.

Order... arms!

Bradley platoon, stand fast!

The other platoons to the mess hall. By the right flank, march!