Evilspeak (1981) - full transcript

An outcast military cadet taps into a way to summon demons and cast spells on his tormentors through his computer.

Jeez!

What the hell are you doing?

You screwed up

for the last time, Cooperdick.

Come on, get the ball!

Nice game, Cooperdick.

Hey, slick.

It wasn't your fault, man.

Tell that to them.

It was a good game.

Come on.

Cooperdick, you're a bad joke.

We're gonna settle this later, pal.

Why don't you guys leave him alone.

Cut it out.

Cut it off, you mean.

I'm trying my hardest out there.

You couldn't play for

the March of Dimes, Coopersmith.

Well, I am playing.

The coach says I get to play.

Oh, the coach?

Coach that.

Knock it off!

Come on girls.

This place looks like a shit house.

You got five minutes to shower

and get the hell out of here.

Hey coach, are you really gonna

play him against John Paul Jones?

Everybody plays sports here, Bubba.

I guess that's another

game we're gonna lose, huh, coach?

Come here, Bubba.

Listen to me.

You know the policy as well as I do.

Everybody plays two out

of every four quarters,

now what the hell you

expect me to do about that?

Huh?

Now, if something happened

to Coopersmith...

...50 he couldn't play...

Hey Slick, you still

on extra duty at the chapel?

Yeah, I got to start cleaning

that freaking cellar today.

I'll bet you'll be

down there all year.

Maybe 'til he graduates.

Hey, Cooperdick, you should really

take advantage of visiting day.

Maybe you could get

out of your detail.

Big dope.

You have to have

a mother and a father.

Coopersmith's are dead.

Oh. Maybe they'll let the lady

from the welfare office visit you.

Maybe they'll let her

pass as your mother.

Hey...

The way I see it, Mrs. Caldwell,

the military's the

backbone of this country.

Our only hope in preserving

this democratic way of life of ours,

good stock and breeding will tell.

There was a time when only the

sons of the right families attended

our academy here, but now,

due to our financial condition,

we're obliged to take in

welfare cases like Coopersmith.

Reverend?

Reverend Jameson?

Reverend?

Reverend Jameson?

What the hell

are you doing down here?

I'm on punishment duty, Sir.

Um, well, I came down

looking for the Reverend.

I'll just start

cleaning out the cellar.

Nobody told me about it.

Well you know,

I bet he forgot.

Nobody knows

you're down here, huh?

Coopersmith?

Oh, it's you, Sir.

When I didn't find you upstairs...

...I came down here and started

cleaning up some of this junk, and...

...well then, I ran

into the Sarge here.

Sargent, Private Coopersmith

is on a punishment detail.

Punishment?

Yes, and I want you

to give him a hand.

Why... I don't have

enough to do as it is.

Coopersmith here

will do all the work.

Okay. Okay.

There's the Reverend.

Pardon my dust.

I just come up from the cellar.

I've just been giving Mrs. Caldwell

a tour of the grounds.

I've always admired the

architecture of your school.

Why, thank you.

But what always intrigued me

is the chapel.

I think the Reverend has a

better background of that than I.

He made a study of it.

I was curious about

the old building myself,

so I... I started to do

a little digging.

Oh, come on.

Come on, guy.

Jesus.

And the founder of the

order was a certain Father Esteban.

You see, the actual land

that the school sits on,

was given to Esteban in

an order of Spanish monks

when they fled the inquisition.

This work...

Oh my God.

Wow.

What a score.

Rumor has it that

before being executed,

Esteban vowed to return

and extract his revenge.

The signal would manifest

itself on these very grounds.

Hmm.

How interesting.

Crowbar.

Did you enjoy your tour of

the chapel, Mrs. Caldwell?

Oh, I certainly did.

Reverend Jameson

was most informative.

Oh, there's Douglas.

Douglas.

You have a fine son

there, Mrs. Caldwell.

Thank you.

Mother's going now.

Give her a kiss.

Oh, Mom.

I hope we have the financial

resources to do right by him.

Oh, I'm sure you will, Colonel.

I'll have a talk with

the Senator tonight.

He's very big on military causes,

especially tax exempt ones.

Nice to have you.

They unplugged my clock.

Damn.

Look at my clothes.

Rise, arise...

...get possession of,

become master of.

...greedy, attack.

You are late, Coopersmith.

I hope you have an

unimpeachable excuse.

Your silence pleases me, Coopersmith.

I will consider any

excuse unacceptable...

...short of your being detained

from visitors from outer space.

I take it we can rule out

extraterrestrial interference?

Yes, Sir.

Now, with your

permission, I will continue.

Gentlemen,

over the next few weeks...

...we will be campaigning

as Julius Caesar.

We will try to duplicate

Caesar's military strategy

as well as read Latin.

The final exam will consist of

questions about that strategy

as well as your ability to master

Latin grammar and vocabulary.

For your sake, I hope that all of

you have become little experts

at conjugation,

declension and irregular verbs.

Also, let me emphasize strongly the

importance of the model assignment

upon which you are working.

I expect nothing less than

perfection in concept and execution.

Remember, this is a military academy.

Any mistake big or small will be

dealt with in the most severe terms.

Understood?

You must never forget you're

being trained in a military career.

An inferior model will

earn you an F in this class.

A word to the wise, Coopersmith.

Dismissed.

Not you, Coopersmith.

This is the second time you have

been late this week Coopersmith.

I want you to report to the Colonel's

office after your last class.

I do not understand you, Coopersmith.

You have a fine mind... if only

you were to apply yourself.

I do try, Sir.

Well, you know my model catapult?

I'm using one of the computers

to check my configurations

so it will be really accurate.

Hmm.

I hope it is for your sake.

Now, you'd best get out of here or

you will be late for your next class.

Yes, Sir.

What's the matter

with you, Cooperdick?

What's the matter, huh?

Come get your hat.

- What's the matter with you?

- Oh.

Hey! Why don't you

guys leave him alone?

How would you like to follow his hat?

Break it up.

Come on.

- Good afternoon, men.

- Good afternoon, Sir.

Jo Jo, I hope you men are

ready for the game on Saturday.

Yes, Sir.

And let's not forget the rally.

We want to have some good fun.

- We wouldn't miss it, Sir.

- That's right, Sir.

Coopersmith...

...where's your hat?

- I lost it.

- Well, find it.

The good Lord doesn't

want you out of uniform...

...and neither do I.

- Good day, men.

- Good day, Sir.

Good day, Reverend.

Good of you to come, Private.

Come inside.

And leave your books out here.

I'm disappointed in you, boy.

I could understand if you

didn't have what it takes...

but your record shows you

have an above average IQ.

And what concerns

me is your inability

to get along with the others.

I'd be remiss in my duty if I didn't

do all in my power to see to it that

you take every advantage

of what we have to offer here.

Now, I know you miss your folks,

but you have to accept the fact that

they're gone and make the best of it.

We have a mission at this academy...

...and that mission is to turn out

young men for the military...

...$0 from now on, I'm going

to keep a special eye on you.

I'm going to see to it personally

that you tow the line.

I'm going to make a good soldier out

of you or else know the reason why.

Now, what have you

got to say to that?

I'm a firm believer that

words alone are useless...

...50 I'm going to make sure

you remember our little chat...

...every time you sit down this week.

But don't worry...

...you'll still be in there

against John Paul Jones Academy.

Take the position, boy.

Great job.

Wait 'til he demonstrates

this in front of the class.

This will teach that

little queer a lesson.

I'm hungry.

Could you just hurry up

and finish it, please?

- Come on.

- Here comes Cooperdick.

- Come on.

- Let's go.

Come on.

- Ew, that smell.

- Wash it down!

- Pig shit.

- Whew!

Gentlemen, I have your passes.

All those going to town,

report to the quadrangle

in five minutes.

Randerson, Baker, Caldwell...

Damn.

Damn.

Bastards took my book.

All right, what you guys

do with my book?

What book are you

talking about, Cooperdick?

You know what book

I'm talking about, Bubba.

I don't know nothing about no book.

Maybe you don't...

but you guys broke my catapult.

You're gonna pay for that.

One, two...

...three, four, one, two...

...three, four...

Your father was there

when you left your right.

Your father was there

when you left your right.

Your father was there

when you left your right.

Your sister was there

when you left your right.

Your preacher was there

when you left your right...

Yes, private,

what would you like?

You wouldn't happen to have seen

a book I might've left here?

No, I haven't.

It's really important to me.

Will that be all?

Yeah. Thanks.

Hey, you take one of my tools?

No.

Somebody took my crowbar.

Well, I'm sure it'll turn up.

I'll keep an eye out for it.

I have to go.

Study hall.

That was the bell, Private.

Um, well just a few more minutes?

Others are scheduled.

Out.

By the dreadful day of judgment.

By the face of the divine majesty and

by the four beasts before the throne.

By the fire which

is about the throne...

I conjure and command thee,

oh prince of darkness,

in the name of him who spake,

and it was done.

Satan.

Lucifer.

Coopersmith.

Appear forthwith and

show yourself to me.

Coopersmith?

Gotta have the unholy water,

defiled host.

Shoot...

Gotta have it.

Coopersmith.

Coopersmith.

Yes, Sir.

I'm sorry, Sir.

Coopersmith, where in

God's name do you come from?

Well, I was right here, Sir.

No, you weren't right there

because if you were right there,

I would've seen you.

Now, why isn't this place cleaned up?

It's a big job, Sir.

I know it's a big job, Coopersmith.

Look, it's getting late.

I think you should run along to the

mess hall and get something to eat

because they're just about

finished serving supper.

Come on with me.

How do you like your steak?

Whatever it is now is fine.

You don't look like you belong here.

You sure your mother and

father didn't send you here

just to get you out of the way?

My mom and dad were killed

in an automobile accident.

Should've told me sooner.

I would've given you an

extra lump of mashed potatoes.

That's better.

- Finished?

- Almost.

You wanna see something?

Wow.

Doesn't look like this little

one's getting too much to eat.

Oh, aren't you gonna help it?

There's nothing I can do

that's gonna help him.

I tried everything.

Can I have him?

What are you gonna do with him?

Keep him.

Try to give him a chance.

Why don't you let

nature take its course.

Yeah, maybe you're right.

Maybe this pup is

better off not making it.

It's a tough world out there.

You gotta be able to kick and

scratch if you wanna survive.

I found that out right

after my parents died.

From what I can tell,

like these other pups...

...It's the ones that can do

the most pushing and shoving

that get the biggest

piece of the pie.

I don't think he stands a

chance, but if you like him...

...take him.

This is your new home, boy.

It's a little stuffy,

but it'll work out just fine.

You'll like it.

This looks pretty good right here.

It's pretty sturdy.

How you like it in there?

Feel all right?

Okay, well you gotta stay there.

I gotta go to work.

I'm gonna put this right here.

Now, yell if you need anything.

Stay here.

Consecrated host.

By the four beasts

before the throne.

By the fire which

is about the throne...

...appear forthwith and show thyself

to me in beastly or in human form.

Come peaceably,

visibly and without delay.

By the dreadful day of judgment,

by the face of the unholy majesty...

I conjure and command thee,

prince of darkness.

Oh, Satan.

Oh, Lucifer.

Appear forthwith

and show thyself to me.

I, Stanley Coopersmith,

command you.

Holy Christ.

I think we went too

far this time, Bubba.

Oh, he'll be all right.

He's just cold cocked.

Jesus, did you see

the look on his face.

Wow.

He's really out cold.

I think he's coming to.

Let's get out of here before

Sarge catches us, okay?

Fuck Sarge.

Far fucking out.

It works.

Hey, Stanley.

Where you been?

More extra duty.

Got garbage detail next.

- Oh.

- You know?

We're all heading out to the field

to get things fixed up for the rally.

- I'll catch up with you later.

- All right.

Hey!

Don't you have to drill today?

Here.

Take this bag of bones for the pup.

Take it out of the arches.

Come on.

Oh.

Oh, how you doing, Freddy?

Got a little surprise for ya.

Yeah, from Jake's kitchen,

some Jake bones.

How 'bout that?

Just like he promised.

You like that, huh?

Well, I gotta get one thing,

and then I gotta go.

Enjoy.

Let's see.

Who in the hell is in here?

Huh?

Eh, that was probably just Sarge.

Probably drunk again.

Yeah.

You're a good dog.

You gotta be quiet

so he can't year ya, all right?

All right? Here.

You like this, huh?

Cocksuckers.

All right, you be a good boy

and tomorrow I'll take ya out

and let ya get some

fresh air, all right?

You gotta be quiet, too.

What the hell

are you doing down here?

What is this place?

I was gonna tell ya about it.

Tell me my ass.

There's my fucking crowbar.

You're the one that took it.

I borrowed it.

And when I asked you,

you lied to me.

What else have you lied to me about?

That's it.

All you bastards laugh at me.

Don't you think that I

know you make fun of me?

I don't make fun of you.

Jesus Christ, you got a

fucking dog down here, too.

I had to bring him here.

I couldn't keep it in the dorm.

I had to bring it here.

Yeah.

Why not here?

Sarge, the animal,

lives in the cellar.

Why not a dog?

You lied to me.

You stole from me.

I'll show you.

Please.

Please.

It's a good trick,

you cocksucker.

Now, I'm gonna show you...

I'm gonna show you how I make

a little boy into a little girl.

You want to see that trick?

Help!

- Ain't nobody gonna hear you.

- Help!

Ain't nobody gonna

come to help you neither.

Did you look for Sarge

in his room?

Yes, Sir.

He is not there.

Well, he's probably gone

to sleep it off somewhere.

He's done it before.

Sir, I have got to talk

to you about Coopersmith.

Coach, I recognize your problem,

but you have to understand

that when it comes to sports,

the philosophy of the academy

is to play everyone.

Coopersmith, look at you.

- Where the hell is your hat?

- Sir...

Private, your are an

embarrassment to the school.

- Sir, I been in the cellar.

- Look at him.

How the hell can I let him

represent us on the field?

At ease, Coopersmith.

Private Coopersmith has

been cleaning out the cellar.

Coopersmith,

get yourself cleaned up.

- Sir...

- You are dismissed, Private!

And for Christ's sake,

go get yourself straightened up.

You see what I mean, Sir?

Jeez.

Hey, Coopersmith.

You all right?

Where you been?

The judgment's about to begin.

Come on.

Oh, yeah.

Let's go.

So, will the next Miss

Heavy Artillery be Miss Patty?

Hold it down.

Will it be Miss Baker?

Or, will it be Miss Gallagher?

I think it's pretty obvious,

don't you...

...and I think that we can

safely say that the next.

Miss Heavy Artillery is...

...Miss Baker.

Now, I want you to do a

good job on old John Paul Jones,

and tomorrow, I want you to do

the same thing to Navy.

Miss Kelly?

You want something?

I just wanted to say...

Well, to tell you...

I'm sorry.

I thought you were the best...

Out there...

I thought you should've won.

No, really.

I thought you should've won.

You really mean that, don't you?

I do...

I do...

Well, well, well.

Look what we've got here.

Our ace soccer player.

Getting high, Cooperdick?

Hey, leave him alone, Bubba.

Sure. I'll leave him alone...

...but I'm benching you

for smoking dope.

You can't do that.

The coach says

everybody gets to play.

That's what sports are for,

to make us well-rounded.

I'll make you

well-rounded Cooperdick.

If you guys try anything,

you're gonna be sorry.

Oh yeah?

Let's see how it

looks without the pants.

You guys, leave him alone.

- Shut up!

- Cut it out!

I'm gonna... you guys

are gonna pay for this.

Cooperdick,

you're gonna pay for this.

You think that we're gonna

lose this game because of you,

you got another thing coming.

You so much as show your face,

and I'll bust you in the head.

I'm gonna play.

You can't stop me.

I'll go to the Colonel.

You do that, Cooperdick.

You do that, and it's your

funeral and your little dog.

I know he's down there

in the cellar somewhere.

And I'm gonna make sausage

out of him, Cooperdick.

You guys touch my dog...

...God help me, you're gonna get it.

Coopersmith...

...what is the meaning of this?

This is the last straw, private.

Not only are you not going to

play in the game tomorrow,

but as of now,

you are off the team.

Hey, where you going?

Shhh. Where the hell does

it look like I'm going?

Well, what if Sarge shows up?

Where the hell you been, man?

Sarge went over the hill.

Okay, party time tonight.

Oh, God.

What's with the dry hump routine?

It's not gonna be dry for long.

What's that?

Um, it's a rat.

The cellar's loaded with rats.

Since when do rats bark?

Hey, cut it out, Bubba.

It's coming from over in there.

Oh man, check this out.

Welcome to the kingdom of evil.

There's no turning back

once the gates of hell are closed.

Not bad, huh?

Hey, how about a little less

talk and a little more beer?

- Beer? Here ya go.

- Yeah, give her a beer.

Hey, save one of those for me.

What is all this?

Looks like black magic.

Tell black mass and fight the devil.

Hey, come take a look at this.

It's in Latin.

Hey man,

you can't even read English.

Let me look at that.

You're all right, you're all right.

Let me look at this.

Check this out.

Look out.

Look what I found.

What?

Isn't it cute?

What is it?

That must be the devil's dog.

Devil's dog?

Well, I sure am hungry.

Stop it!

You're always hungry.

Hey, look at that.

That must be Coopersmith's dog.

Stop it.

Sweet little thing.

Well, let's have another

look at this computer.

Holy shit.

This is weird.

Watch this.

Hocus pocus, Satan.

Come out wherever you are.

Look man, this thing says

that we need a consecrated host.

Why don't you make yourself

useful and go get me one.

I'm not gonna commit

no sacrilege, Bubba.

Oh, the hell with you guys.

Ever cast a spell before, Bubba?

Or is this your first time?

Well, you see that we need

to sacrifice to the devil.

See, we need a little virgin blood.

I guess that leaves you out, kid.

How would you know,

hot shot?

I guess we're gonna

have to have an animal sacrifice.

Stop kidding around, Bubba!

Do I look like I'm kidding to you?

- Give me that knife.

- What are you gonna do with it?

Just give me the knife.

Stop him.

Poor Cooperdick.

That's enough, Bubba.

Shut up!

Bubba knows what he's doing,

right Bubba?

Don't, Bubba.

Kill, kill, kill, kill.

Kill, Kill, kill, kill...

Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill...

Do it!

Kill, Kill, kill, kill, kill.

- Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill...

- Do it!

Do it, damn it!

Fred?

Fred?

Fred?

Fred?

Good morning!

All right, all right, all right.

Let me have your attention now.

Come on!

Hey...

Where's Coopersmith?

Maybe he got the message.

Keep your mouth shut.

What message?

We were a team, Fred.

We were a team.

Well, if he's AWOL,

he'll be punished.

I want all of you guys down

at the chapel in ten minutes.

Out of here.

Let's go!

What message?

Arf, arf.

Jake, have you seen Coopersmith?

I've been looking all over for him.

Hey, anything wrong?

Yeah, maybe.

Coopersmith?

Bubba?

Bubba.

Get your hat.

Coopersmith?

Coopersmith?

Coopersmith?

Coopersmith?

Coopersmith?

Coopersmith?

What the devil

do you think you're doing?

I'm putting you on report.

Oh my God!

Before you go out to play

the game of your lives...

...little soldiers...

...I want to talk to you

about another game.

The game of life.

I know a lot of you soccer jocks

think it's okay to go out there

and try to pull one over on the

referee when he's not watching...

...but I'm here to tell you

that nobody...

I mean nobody...

...pulls anything over on the

head referee in the big game.

That's what really is important.

Satan.

Satan.

Satan!

Guys, each time you go

to the troth of sin with gluttony

and lust like pigs,

you're being coached by Satan...

...and if you care to

check the standings...

...he's got a losing record.

I command you,

prince of evil, heed my call.

Give life to the instruments

of my retribution.

Imbue these creatures

with your strength and force.

Let them avenge me...

...and I will pledge my soul to you

and serve you for all eternity.

So when the big score keeper...

...you know, the guy up there...

...When he adds up the ledger

between good and evil...

...you better be on

the winning side of this...

...or just there will be hell to pay.

Coopersmith!

Coopersmith!