The Stand (1994): Season 1, Episode 3 - The Betrayal - full transcript

Yeah.

Ah, there's so much blood here.

Damn it. Still not enough light.

I turned 'em all up
as high as they'll go.

Never mind.

Frannie, wipe my forehead off.

I'm sweating like a pig.

You okay?

Oh...

Wait a minute.

Give me the scissors.



Can you see it, East Texas?

Yeah... that's his
appendix right there.

Stu?

No, the small one.

Stu?

Stu?

What, Dayna, what?!

You... You don't need to.

What do you mean?
We're almost there.

He's dead, Stu.

Please.

Cover him up.

I am the resurrection
and the light.

Whosoever believeth
in me shall not perish.



There's more, I suppose,
but I don't remember it.

It worked for me, judge. Amen.

Amen.

Hey.

Good morning, Mr. Lauder.

Where the hell is everybody?

Well, Dayna's still asleep.
I don't know where Fran is.

I think Stu went fishing.

Off catching lunch in
the big two-hearted river.

It figures.

I beg pardon?

Oh, nothing.

The judge and I thought

we'd take a little
ride into town

and go CB shopping.

Want to come?

I'll pass.

Just as you like.

Hi.

Hi.

Still thinking about Mark?

It's not just that.

I had a dream with
the scary one last night.

It was by far the worst one yet.

There were all these
crosses on Highway 15.

Oh, yeah.

Made out of barn beams
and telephone poles, right?

With people hanging off of them.

You too?

Yeah.

And Dayna and
Glen, Judge Farris.

Okay if I sit down?

Yeah. Of course.

I dreamed about him
the night Mark died.

Last night, I drew the old lady.

Oh, that one's much better.

Yeah, a whole lot better.

She was on a porch,

but it's not the
same one as before.

I think she and the first bunch

have, uh, finally
made it to Boulder.

Oh, I know they have.

She said:

"You got to move 'em
along faster still, Stuart.

"One day off's all you get.

Mind you, keep picking
up strays along the way."

It's so weird.

How can we all be having
the same dream like this?

Ah, I don't know.

Uh, you know, Glen's got some...

Some sleeping pills

in his little
traveling pharmacy.

You want me to ask
him to give you one?

Thank you, but no.

You sure? You'll get
a good night's rest

before we have to
hit the road again.

I can't.

Why not?

I'm afraid it'll hurt the baby.

Have you told Harold?

When are you due?

January.

Harold?

We have something to tell you.

Um...

I don't know
really how to say it.

I think I have a
pretty good idea.

Congratulations.

Well...

Fran thought you
might be a little...

Jealous? Angry?

Something like that, yeah.

Well, jealous, yeah.

Angry... That's life.

I've got something to tell you.

Couldn't say it up until now.

I love you, Frannie.

Thank you, Harold.

And I believe I
owe you an apology.

Hey, that's... That's all right.

Still friends, right, guys?

Of course.

Yeah.

Good deal.

You, uh, need
any help with that?

No, everything's under control.

You sure, now?

Perfectly under control.

My life for you!

Cibola.

Seven-in-One.

My life for you.

How are you feeling, man?

I'm okay.

Who are you?

This here is Lloyd Henreid.

He ain't bad for a
slice of Wonder Bread.

I'm the Rat-Man.

Bold, black, beautiful.

Pleased to meet you, Trash.

How'd you know people back
home used to call me that?

Gotta do something about
that talking-in-your-sleep thing.

Listen.

I didn't know your exact sizes,
uh, but these ought to be okay.

Am I going somewhere?

Yeah. Flagg wants to see you.

My life for him. Yes.

My life for him.

Dude's crazy.

Like we're not?

Get dressed.

The Trashcan Man.

How good it is to see you.

My life for you.

Oh, I don't think
it'll come to that.

There's work for you
in the desert, Trash.

Great work if you want it.

Anything. Anything.

My life for you.

I... I love you.

I know. I know you do.

And I'm gonna fulfil
all your dreams, Trash.

Come.

Let's talk about your future.

Mother Abagail.

I dreamed about you.

I know you did.

Come on up here.

Uh... Uh, just you and your man

to start with.

Come on.

You're with child, little girl.

How did you know that?

How do, Stuart?

Welcome to Boulder.

Nice to meet you, Ralph.

Pleased to meet you. That
there's, uh, Susan Stern.

Good to meet you, Susan.

Nick Andros. SUSAN: Hi.

How'd you know my name?

You're all welcome here.

Uh, come on in.
Let's us visit a spell.

Seems there were
more here before.

Harold's gone.

Well, come on in now.
I... I made some lemonade.

Very pleased to see you.

I'm here.

I came to you.

The bride cometh
to the bridegroom

as a flame to the
wick of a lamp.

Is that the Bible?

Mm, Danielle Steel, I think.

Look here.

Nadine.

Nadine.

My love.

You okay, ma'am?

Um... of course I am.

Why?

Well, you were
having a bad dream.

Must have been a real
wowzer by the sound.

Was it about him?

The Walkin Dude.

Uh... Uh, I don't remember.

We're making real good time.

They must have cleared the
road all the way from Julesburg.

How long till we get there?

Two hours. Three at the most.

Look, you can see the mountains.

Summer's almost gone.

Can't believe it.

Well, how the time flies

when you're having
fun, right, East Texas?

Big day today.

How so?

Oh, the power station. Oh, yeah.

I can't believe you forgot that.

I didn't forget it.
I blocked it out.

The plague took the people,

but it couldn't take
the gadgets, could it?

No, they're all still out there.

Everything from electric
can openers to cobalt bombs,

just waiting for someone to
come along and pick 'em up.

And the scavenger
hunt starts today.

Now, hell, professor.

What's so bad about
putting the rocks

back in people's Scotch?

It's the old way.

And the old way
was a death trip.

That's a little heavy,
don't you think?

Do you?

There's an old woman down there

who might tell you
different, East Texas.

If she'd talk about this
end of it at all, that is.

What's the problem?

I don't know if there is one.

But I know I'm very concerned
about the way things are going.

She wants a mass meeting.

Except she says it's really
God who wants the meeting.

We say, "Fine. You're
fine, Mother. God's fine too."

And then we go right back

to tinkering with
the power station,

trying to recreate the world

that damn near choked
the human race to death.

What's wrong with this picture?

Well, take a look at that. Heh.

Wait.

You're all welcome here.

Come on, now. Come
on up and say howdy.

Go to her.

You're real. You're really real.

No, get up. I ain't no God.

And I ain't gonna be
no golden calf either.

Dave Zellman. Rouse's
Point, New York.

I dreamed of you,
Mother Abagail.

Oh, I'm so glad
to have you come.

I'm Marcy Halloran, Mother
Abagail, from Cleveland.

I dreamed of you too.

Mother Abagail, I'm... Larry.

She's so gray, Stu.

Who?

I know her.

Hey, hold it.

All right, dear.

Come on. Oh, yes, yes, yes.

Who's this woman who comes?

Go to her.

My name is Nadine Cross.

Mayhap it is and
mayhap it ain't.

I'm from New York.

Mayhap you are.

And mayhap I ain't.

I won't keep you long.

You look so tired.

Of course,

anyone your age is
bound to tire easily,

isn't that so?

Mother Abagail.

Oh! Hello, Joe.
What do you know?

What the hell? Leave
me alone, thanks.

Hello, Nadine.

You gonna leave again
without saying goodbye?

I said I had my reasons.

I said I didn't wanna answer
any questions and I still don't,

so just leave me alone.

I'm ready, Brad.

All battery power
is up and running.

Listen up, folks.

We're about ready
to go for it here.

It might not be such a bad idea

to keep the
nearest exit in mind.

Okay, sweetheart.
Let's light 'em up.

I'm scared.

I'm a little scared myself.

Green board. I've
got green across.

All right.

Yeah!

Ladies and
gentlemen, we are back!

Yeah! Whoo-hoo!

There was something in
that woman this morning.

Was it him?

I don't know, Lord, she
passed on by so quick.

No. That ain't it.

And I'm too old to
be making excuses

to the God of my understanding.

I have sinned in complacency
and sinned in pride.

Sitting back in my
rocker, like a queen,

and letting 'em come to me.

Letting 'em do everything
but bow down before me.

Oh, my Lord.

Oh, what am I to do?

Show me how to go, Lord.

I'm listening.

This ain't on the...

Guess we're all gonna have
to get used to this again, huh?

Uh, what I started to say was,

I wonder if maybe
we couldn't start

by singing the national anthem.

♪ Oh, say can you see ♪

♪ By the dawn's early light ♪

♪ What so proudly we hailed ♪

♪ At the twilight's
Last gleaming? ♪

♪ Whose broad stripes
And bright stars ♪

♪ Through the perilous fight ♪

♪ O'er the ramparts We watched ♪

♪ Were so gallantly streaming? ♪

♪ And the rockets' red glare ♪

♪ The bombs bursting in air ♪

♪ Gave proof Through the night ♪

♪ That our flag
Was still there ♪

♪ O say, does that ♪

♪ Star-spangled banner ♪

♪ Yet wave ♪

♪ O'er the land of the free ♪

♪ And the home ♪

♪ Of the brave? ♪

Thy will be done, Lord.

Well, I'm pretty
nervous up here,

so I hope you all bear with me.

We will, Stu.

Hey, I'm on this. STU: Uh,

I'll make this as
painless as possible

so we can all get out
of here and have a beer.

First off, I...

I'd like you to meet the man
who got the juice on again.

Brad Kitchner,
stand up, take a bow.

Okay, uh, next thing's

this so-called Free
Zone committee.

Uh, the names came
from Mother Abagail.

Where is Mother Abagail?

- I haven't seen her all day.
- But this is still America...

Mm, I'm sure she's
around someplace.

And I guess whatever
starts with her still...

has to end with us.

That means a vote.

First, though, I'd like
you to meet the folks

you'll be voting on.

I'm one of 'em. Heh.

Stu Redman from Arnette, Texas.

Next is, uh, Nick Andros,

originally from
Ridley, Pennsylvania.

And Ralph Brentner
from Okie City.

Miss Frances Goldsmith
from Ogunquit, Maine.

Stand up, Frannie.

Let 'em see how pretty
you look with a dress on.

Uh, Brad Kitchner's
good friend, Susan Stern,

from Tacoma, Washington.

Mr. Glen Bateman from
Woodsville, New Hampshire.

And Larry Underwood
from New York City.

You see where Lucy and Joe went?
- Those are the names

Mother Abagail told
us to put on the list.

Maybe she took
him to the bathroom.

If, uh, any of you other
folks have any other ideas...

Mr. Chairman.

Mr. Chairman?

Chair recognizes Harold Lauder.

I move that...

we accept Mother Abagail's
Free Zone committee...

in toto.

If they'll all serve, that is.

Brilliant, utterly brilliant.

Uh, judge, can we do that?

You're damn right you can.

And I, for one, think
it's a damn good idea.

Uh, folks, it's been moved

and seconded that we accept

the entire committee
as listed on the agenda.

I guess I ought to ask

if there's anybody on the
list who wants to step down.

A voice vote will do just fine.

Well, those in favor

of accepting the
committee as it stands?

Aye.

Opposed?

The committee is
so adopted. Heh.

Oh, no.

Oh, no.

She can't.

Joe?

There ought to be a
turning-off committee.

Having the power
back on is great, but, uh,

you gotta realize that people
didn't get out of their sickbeds

and turn off all their
appliances before they died.

She's gone!

She's gone!

Mother Abagail, she's gone.

Lucy, what is it? What happened?

"I must be gone a bit now.

"I've sinned and presumed
to know the mind of God.

I must try to find my
place in his work again."

She scribbled a
reference at the bottom.

Proverbs 11, Verse 3.

When pride cometh,
then cometh shame.

But with the lowly is wisdom.

All right, what now?

"This doesn't change
much, if anything.

"We dreamed of Mother
Abagail and she was real.

"That makes it a pretty sure
bet that the other guy is real too.

"We have to find out
all we can about him.

That probably means
sending spies west."

Spies?

"It's a nasty thing
to think about,

"but we will do
what we have to do.

"Flagg is our
business right now.

And we'll have to trust
Mother Abagail to her God."

Our friend in the cowboy
boots and jean jacket

isn't gonna just sit over there
on his side of the Rockies

playing mumblety-peg, you know.

If he's planning to come
east and attack us...

Or nuke us.

We ought to know about it.

All right.

Let's talk about Flagg.

How do we look into
his part of the world?

Damn kid.

Messin' my guitar.

Larry?

Honey?

Yeah, go inside, baby.

Who's...? I have
to talk to you, Larry.

Yeah.

Come on inside.

No.

Out here.

Please?

Is she the woman that came
out of New York with you?

Yeah. Go inside, baby.

I'll handle this.

What are you doing here, Nadine?

Messing up your happy home.

Maybe I came to say I'm sorry.

I'm so sorry...

for the way I left you.

And then... for the
way I said hello.

I was just, mm, so
surprised to see you.

Yeah. Fine.

Okay. Apology accepted.

That was easy, wasn't it?

Is she nice?

Lucy.

She's the best.

Good.

I'm glad for you.

Nadine.

Nadine.

I made a mistake
when I left you.

I know that now.

The way it was
tonight at the meeting.

All the love.

And the lights.

I wanna stay here, Larry.

Make love to me
and I can stay here.

I don't know what
you're talking about.

Shh.

It doesn't matter.

Make love to me, Larry.

Make love to me and
everything will be all right.

And we'll take
care of each other.

You come here and you
look right through my wife!

Your wife?

Yeah, that's right. My wife.

Don't you understand?

It's too late.

Do you understand that?

Yes. I suppose I do.

You work it out, Nadine.

Nadine?

Did you come
back for your things?

No, don't.

She's gone.

I don't know what she
wanted, but she's gone now.

I love you, Lucy.

Just... work it out.

Oh, you are... so wise, Larry.

Very, very wise.

So very, very wise.

Now, go to Harold.

But remember who
you really belong to.

Hey, chow. Bring it on.

Consider it brung.

You're the perfect
American male, Stu.

We get the power back
and you decide to barbecue.

Yeah, well, as soon
as they bring back

pork rinds and
Monday Night Football,

I'm gonna be in redneck heaven.

Nick's proposal is that we send

at least three people
west to Las Vegas,

which we all seem to feel is
this Flagg's base of operations.

The purpose is
to try and find out

what Flagg's plans are for us.

Anybody wanna kick
it around a little bit?

Well, we haven't been
elected one whole day yet

and already we've managed
to, uh, reinvent the CIA.

Who needs Monday Night Football?

Well, what the hell
else we gonna do?

All he needs is one guy

to target some Scud
missile with an A-bomb on it.

And if he's got one, what then?

Somebody'll have to try
and stop him from using it.

I wanna be one of the three.

That's commendable,
but I'm afraid

it's out of the question.

Why?

Because we don't know

if any of our scouts
will make it back.

Meanwhile, we seven have
the not inconsiderable job

of getting the Free
Zone on a paying basis.

That's the job you
took last night, Susan.

You may not like it, but
that doesn't change it.

Oh, my God, I'm a politician.

This isn't Colorado, it's hell.

Okay.

If that's the way we play,

I nominate Judge Farris.

That old man? You must be nuts.

Now, wait a minute.

He is old, but he's sharp.

He's not in bad health either.

You know, I don't
think Flagg'd suspect

we'd send a old
fellow like the judge.

If I can't go, what
about asking Dayna?

- That's a good idea.
- Wait, wait, wait.

I'm not being serious here.

Well, you better get serious.

I can't believe
we're doing this.

If you didn't wanna
get your hands dirty,

you should've stayed off the
committee in the first place.

We're probably sending
people off to get killed.

Yeah? Yeah, that's right.

Making decisions like
that is what being in charge

is all about.

Either grow up
and do it or get out.

You're awful cute
when you get angry, Stu.

Okay. Fine.

So who's the third goat?

Uh... Scout.

You got any ideas?

Well, Nick here has got an idea,

and it's a dilly.

Ten. Nine. Eight.

You're getting drowsy, Tom.

Drowsy. That's right.

Laws, yes.

Seven, drowsier still.

Soon you'll be fast asleep.

Six, five, four,
three, two, one.

One.

Are you asleep, Tom?

Yes, Tom's asleep.

♪ Rock-a-bye baby ♪

Can you hear me, Tom?

Yeah, I hear you, Stu.

Nick's here with me.

Fran, Larry, Ralph, Sue, Glenn.

They're all here with me.

All my friends, laws, yes.

We need you to
do something, Tom.

For the Free Zone.

It's dangerous.

It's him, isn't it?

Yeah, Tommy, it is.

The hard case.

The Walkin Dude.
He can call the rats.

He can see all
across the long miles.

But he's afraid of us.

Are you the same Tom
that Nick met in Oklahoma?

Yes. No.

I'm God's Tom.

We want you to go west, Tommy.

Can you do that?

West.

Yes, Tom knows west.

It's where the sun goes down.

We need you to... To
keep your eyes open.

Wide open.

We want you to
look at the airfields

and see if people are
getting planes ready to fly.

Or maybe missiles.

You know what missiles are, Tom?

Rockets.

Yes, that's right.

We want you to see if
people are being trained.

Like soldiers? Yeah.

But most important...

we want you to listen.

Listen to what people
say about Flagg.

And about the Free
Zone here in Boulder.

We need to know what Flagg
means to do about the Free Zone.

If he means to:

That's right, Tom.

You got it.

Can you do all that, Tommy?

Look... listen.

Yes.

I'll be afraid,
but I can do that.

Look.

And then you come
back here to Boulder

when the moon is full,
do you understand?

Yes.

M-O-O-N spells moon.

Come back and tell.

Unless they catch me.

If anyone asks
questions why you came,

this is what you'll say:

They drove you
out of the Free Zone.

Drove me out.

Because you were feeble-minded.

Feeble-minded, laws, yes.

And you might have a woman

and that woman might
have idiot children.

Idiot children like Tom.

Go ahead, finish.

Don't leave him out there.

Tell it back to me, Tommy.

What will you say if
they ask you questions?

You drove me out

because you were
afraid I might...

have a woman
and fill her belly up

with a retard like me.

When you come back here,

you'll walk at night
and sleep in the day.

Walk at night. Sleep in the day.

But someone might
see you anyway.

If it's one person
that sees you, kill him.

Tommy?

Kill him?

If it's more than one, you run.

Come back when the moon is full,

not the half moon,
not the fingernail moon.

Walk at night. Sleep in the day.

Don't let anybody see me.

Go ahead, Stu, wake him up.

Please, wake him up.

Tom?

Would you like to
see an elephant?

Did I do all right?

I stand on my head like before?

No, Tom.

You did some even
better tricks this time.

History teaches us that, uh,
when the Great Plague hits,

those who don't die
alone usually die in church.

So we may find
nothing in this one,

but if we do,

try to think of the
bodies as cordwood.

It'll make it easier.

Cordwood?

Come on in.

It is your house,
after all. Isn't it?

Who the hell are you?

Well...

I'm Nadine Cross.

I saw you at the
meeting the other night,

and I believe you saw me too.

What are you doing in my house?
And how did you get in here?

And what's that smell?

Supper.

And the rest of the Q&A

will have to wait
until it's on the table.

I put two jugs of wash
water on the back stoop,

and frankly, you could use it.

What have you been doing?

Stuff I'd rather not talk
about if it's all the same to you.

Okay.

Don't even think about leaving.

Absolutely not.

Tin beef I'm afraid.

Hardly the choice
of French chefs, but...

It was wonderful.

Thank you.

The supermarket is full
of deer, did you know that?

Now that the produce is gone,

they're sticking mainly
to the cereal section.

Mmm.

To friendship.

Are we going to
be friends, Nadine?

Mm.

Very good friends.

You're planning on
going west, aren't you?

To him?

What would put a crazy
idea like that in your head?

Oh, I got lots of crazy ideas.

Just wait and see.

You're a virgin, aren't you?

It's all right. I am too.

You?

Me.

And I'm gonna stay that way

because it's for
someone else to change it.

Who?

Don't be dense, Harold.

But we can still do things.

Things you wouldn't believe.

Everything but that one thing,

and it's such a
little thing really.

How would you know?

Pull Tab A, Harold. And shut up.

To new acquaintances.

And absent friends.

The disappearance
of the old woman

might just be for the best.

People should be free
to judge for themselves

what the lights in the sky are.

Or if God sometimes
does speak in the thunder.

You think she's dead.

No.

She should be.

But I don't think
she's done yet,

or done with us.

Look, uh, judge...

I wanted to talk to you.

There's no need to twist
yourself into knots, Larry.

I know why I'm here.

And I accept.

How do you know that?

If someone on the committee's
been leaking information...

Nobody's been leaking anything.

At least not to me.

I merely asked myself
what my first priority would be

if I were in your shoes.

The answer, of
course, is information.

That means spies.

Well, we like to
call 'em scouts.

Okay.

Scouts, by all means.

And each of we scouts...

is to be ignorant of the others.

In case of
capture... or torture.

If you don't think
you can make it,

you just say so.

'Cause you're not gonna
be much good to anyone

lying dead of a heart attack

beside some ranch
road in New Mexico.

I'll leave tomorrow,

in that, uh, four-wheel
drive of mine.

North to Wyoming, then due west.

I'll be cold.

I'll be lonely.

My bowels will
not work properly,

but also, I will be clever.

Yeah, I suppose you will.

Did you enjoy that, Harold?

Yes.

But it couldn't have
done much for you.

Au contraire.

You know, it looks like blood.

Guess it's why they use
it in Communion services.

Drink up, Harold.

How did you get into my house?

He told me there would
be a key under the stoop...

and there was.

Aren't you gonna
drink your wine, Harold?

Flagg told you how
to get into my house.

Yes.

He also said...

you have reason to hate them.

All of them.

It's the woman, isn't it?

You loved her.

But that didn't stop
Redman, did it, Harold?

Well, she was mine!

And the committee!

That old woman left me off

and she let that
hick Brentner on!

I'm surprised she didn't
let his feeb friend on as well.

There's someone in the west

who will never take
what's yours, Harold,

and he's waiting for us.

I know. I know he is.

Then drink your wine.

I guess this is it, Tommy.

Tom?

You all right?

Time to go and see the elephant.

That's right.

Travel at night.
Sleep in the day.

Come back when the moon is full.

Tell what I saw.

That's right, Tommy.

Hey.

Nice of Ralph to
loan you his hat, huh?

He said, uh, to
take good care of it

and give it back to
him when I come home.

It's just what I wanna do.

Wish you were
going with me, old pal.

I wouldn't be so scared. Heh.

Thanks, Nick.

I always forget stuff like that.

I hate being retarded.

Bye.

See you later, alligator!

After a while, crocodile!

Relax, Miss Goldsmith.

Okay. Please call me Fran, okay?

Fran.

Oh.

Have you gained any weight?

Oh, just 5 pounds or so.

Is he gonna be all right?

He or she is going
to be just fine, Fran.

Really?

I wanna see you as
soon as you're dressed.

Okay. Thank you.

You are so lucky.

Brad and I are already trying.

How lucky I am remains
to be seen, doesn't it?

The flu.

Who says it's gone?

And who knows if our
babies are gonna be immune?

Hey. You're a card, huh?

Yeah, a wild card.

Do it, Harold.

Go for it.

Harold, were you dreaming?

They'll be having regular
meetings, won't they?

I mean, they'll have to.

In fact, they probably
already started.

Who?

Their committee, Nadine!

Oh, I don't know, I guess.

And there's dynamite
in the city storage shed.

Tons of it.

He told me. He showed me.

Harold, what are
you talking about?

A surprise.

A big, loud one.

Probably not next
week, but soon.

Nadine...

you look so tasty.

So juicy.

Do I?

Yes.

Come here.

All runways clear.

That's a good morning's work.

What I'd like is a nice nap.

Huh! Yeah. Yeah, right.

How come the big guy wanted
the runway cleared anyway?

Do you wanna have a
nice life in Vegas, Ritchie?

Good working conditions,
retirement, benefits?

Sure.

Then don't ask why
Flagg does things.

That's the best
idea. Believe me.

Hey, Moose. Moose.

Hey, Moose!

Huh?

Stick this cooler in
the back of the truck.

Oh, sure.

And get the toolkit

out of the cab and take
it into the hangar office.

You bet.

M-O-O-N, that spells toolkit.

Oh, God.

Easy, easy. I'm on the wing.

Watch it, Trash. I am, Carl.

It's okay.

Be careful, Trash.
That's a bomb.

We want you to
look at the airfields

and see if people are
getting planes ready to fly.

Or maybe missiles.

I told you to put the
toolbox in the office.

Not be in here snooping around.

I just heard something...

I don't wanna hear
your retarded excuses.

Now get the hell outta here.

Everything all right, Barry?

Yeah, fine.

♪ Boogie people ♪

Harold?

♪ Got to boogie down ♪

♪ Boogie people ♪

Harold?

Harold?

Harold?

What the hell are you doing?

Don't screw with
my disco, Nadine.

Is everything all right? No.

If I had dropped this,
you would be washing

my guts out of your pretty
white hair for the next two weeks.

I'm sorry.

Let me make a suggestion,
my little disco queen.

Take a walk.

A walk?

Yes, a walk.

Because, you see, I have
no idea how old this stuff is.

I do know that old dynamite
sweats pure nitroglycerine.

So take a walk.

And if you hear
a very loud bang,

that will probably be me

going to that great
disco inferno in the sky.

All right. If you're sure.

Yes, buzz.

Make like a library and book.

♪ Boogie people ♪

♪ You've got to boogie down ♪

♪ Uh-huh, just get on down ♪

♪ Boogie people ♪

♪ Outbreak is goin' around ♪

♪ People ♪

♪ People ♪

Hello? Fran?

Anyone home?

Nadine?

What?

We're damned.

Yes.

I know.

Larry, come on.

Okay, order.

Yeah, I'd like to call
this meeting to order.

Come play with me, come on.

Grammy Abagail?

Oh, my God, it's her.

Grammy Abagail!

She's come back.

Grammy Abagail, Grammy Abagail!

Come on, we better go on.

Harold... Nadine.

It's... Here.

Use this. It's
perfectly accurate.

All right. But, uh, Harold...

Nadine, just tell
me when it's 9:15.

Until then, keep your yap shut.

It's going to look
beautiful from up here.

The law committee held
four meetings last week

and will hold two
meetings this week

in order to finalize
the regulations

and procedures
to establish... Fran.

The meetings are
going very slowly.

Nick's house.

What the hell?

Listen, we have to get
out of here. Right now.

Ralph, what is it? He's
right, something's wrong.

It's in the closet.

The closet.

Nick, Nick, don't... Out!

Out, my dear. We gotta
go, we gotta get out.

Do it, Harold. Do it.

This is Harold Lauder.

I do this of my own free will.

Go, go!

Nick, Nick! No, don't.

Fran? Fran?

Help!

Help me!

Am I dead?

No, child. Heh.

You ain't dead.

Then why am I here?

You're here to do
God's will, child.

Just like everyone else.

God didn't bring you
together to make a committee

or Free Zone.

He brought you together
to send some of you further.

It's Stuart who must
lead, now that Nick's gone.

Lead? Lead where?

Why, out west, little girl.

You're not to go.

Only these four:

Stuart, Ralph, Larry and Glen.

You'll buy...

No, Stuart's not going anywhere.

He's gonna stay with
me when I have my baby.

Neither one of us is
gonna have anymore to do

with your Killer God.

The Devil's Imp
has called his bride

to put her with child.

Will he let your
child live, little girl?

Oh... Father, mother,
wife, husband.

Sin against them,

the prince of high places.

I have sinned in
pride, so have you all.

That's past now.

It's time now to
give over your will

to the will of God.

It's time to make your stand.

No. Shh, shh.

Frannie.

Frannie, wake up,
honey. Wake up.

Did I lose the baby? No, no.

The baby's okay. Oh, my back.

Doc says it's whiplash.

You won't be running

the hundred-yard
dash for a few months,

but I think you'll
be all right to move.

Try to sit up.

Here.

Oh...

Nick's dead.

Yeah.

How'd you know? She told me.

Who else died?

No, we can talk
about that later...

No, who else?

Chad Norris.

Al Bundell.

Andrea Terminello.

Dick Ellis.

Susan Stern. Oh...

Twenty or so
wounded. Who did it?

It looks like Harold Lauder
and that Cross woman.

Where are they? Are they gone?

Yeah.

Send them out.

All but those that are left

of your committee.

All right, ten minutes.

No more.

Come on, people.

If you're not part of the
committee, out. Let's go.

Stay.

This concerns you and Fran

as much as these men

who have to go
into the wilderness.

What do you mean,
"into the wilderness"?

This is God's will,
given me as I wandered

into my own wilderness.

Draw close around me.

Tell us, Mother.
You... You four men

are to go west, to
take no food or water,

but to go this very day

in the clothes you now wear.

You are to go on foot.

I'm in the way of knowing

one will fall by the way,

but I don't know
which it will be.

I'm in the way of knowing

the others will be
taken before this Flagg,

who isn't a man but a creature

from beyond the world.

I don't know if
you will defeat him.

I only know God wants you to go,

and with God's
help, you will stand

and be true.

And what if we say no?

Frannie, come on. What?!

Your will is as
free as that of Eve

in the Garden, child.

"Go where ye lists"

has always been God's way.

But... this is what
God wants of you.

Be true.

Stand.

It is finished.

White magic,
that's all that's left.

Stuart, please say no.

Please.

Frannie, I think if
even one of us says no,

then maybe we all die.

Take care of yourself.

I love you, you know.

Swear to me that
you'll come back.

Fran... Come on,
God can't run all of it.

Swear to me you'll come back.

I swear to try. That's
not good enough!

Thanks.

Thanks.

We have to go.
Tell me you love me.

You know I do.

But I need to hear you say it.

I love you.

Stuart.

I love you.

All right, Kojak. Come on, boy.

Time to go.

Come on, Kojak, let's go.

Please, God, if you're there.

Please take care of them.