Original subtitles

(DRAMATIC ORCHESTRAL MUSIC)

Woo-ooh, windy up here. (CHUCKLING)

Everything's okay top side.

Did you find anything?

No, I checked the intake and the outflow down here.

Nothin'.

Ah, let's go back to control room then.

Hey, are you shittin' me?

It's quittin' time.

Yeah, but maybe there really was a pressure drop.

Yeah, and maybe they'll pay us overtime, huh?

(MAN LAUGHING)

Hey, look, those fat asses got no idea what's going on.

But if we go back in,

they're just gonna send us back out here again.

You wanna do this again?

Not on my time.

Let's get a beer.

You buyin'?

Sure, I'm buyin'.

Good, I didn't have any money.

(MAN CHUCKLING)

(CAR ENGINE WHIRRING)

(CHAINS JANGLING)

Let's get the hell outta here.

MAN: Do you wanna go to Manley's or Rosie's?

MAN: Rosie's.

Ah, you better get a new car.

MAN: I swear, one these days I'm gonna get a raise

from this damn company.

(OMINOUS ORCHESTRAL MUSIC)

(FUMES HISSING)

♪ Six bottles of beer

♪ You take one down, pass it around

♪ Five bottles of beer on the wall

♪ Five bottles of beer on the wall

♪ Five bottles of beer

♪ You take one down, pass it around

♪ Four bottles of beer on the wall

♪ Four bottles of beer on the wall

♪ Four bottles of beer

♪ You take one down, pass it around

♪ Three bottles of beer on the wall

♪ Three bottles of beer on the wall

♪ Three bottles of beer

♪ You take one down, pass it around

♪ Two bottles of beer on the wall

♪ Two bottles of beer on the wall

♪ Two bottles of beer

♪ You take one down, pass it around

♪ One bottle of beer on the wall

♪ One bottle of beer on the wall

♪ One bottle of beer

♪ You take one down, pass it around

♪ No bottles of beer on the wall

- Bye. - Bye, Janet.

(CHILDREN LAUGHING)

- What are we gonna do now? - I know, called it.

♪ Called it, cannot fix

♪ Tell us sir how to get out of it

♪ Called it, cannot fix

♪ Tell us sir how to get out of it

♪ Called it, cannot fix ♪ Tells us sir how

- ♪ To get out of it - I'm not even singing.

(CHILDREN LAUGHING)

(CHILDREN CHATTERING)

♪ Here is to the bus driver

♪ The bus driver

♪ The bus driver

♪ Here is to the bus driver

♪ The best of them all

♪ He's merry, he's jolly

♪ We love him, by golly

♪ Here is to the bus driver

♪ The best of them all

♪ Here is to the bus driver

♪ The bus driver

♪ The bus driver

- (HORN BEEPING) - ♪ Here is to the bus driver

♪ The best of them all

♪ He's merry, he's jolly

♪ We love him, by golly

♪ Here is to the bus driver

♪ The best of them all

- (OMINOUS ORCHESTRAL MUSIC) - ♪ Here is to the bus driver

♪ The bus driver

Anything else?

Not right now.

Sheriff?

Ma'am?

Can I call you Billy?

Yes, ma'am.

Ah, well, Billy, could I ask you a personal question?

(UPBEAT ROCK MUSIC)

You go right ahead.

Well, you never know till you ask,

right? (TIRES SCREECHING)

(BILLY SIGHING)

Go ahead.

(CLEARING THROAT) When are you going to ask me out?

I'm dying for a ride in that fabulous machine of yours.

Anytime, ma'am.

(CHUCKLING) Listen, why don't you call me Sal or Sally

or divorced with two kids,

but Christ, drop this ma'am stuff.

Yes, ma'am, ah, Sal.

(CHUCKLING) So when do I get my ride?

- When do... - I'm off tonight at 10.

I'll see ya at 10.

Um, time I paid up, huh?

Oh, no, that's okay.

Just don't be late tonight.

(BILLY CHUCKLING)

(CAR ENGINE WHIRRING)

(BIRDS CHIRPING)

HARRY: So, did you make any big sales today?

SUZIE: No, but it's still pretty early.

HARRY: Well not many cars have come by here

since the interstate opened.

No, but it's still pretty early.

We get a lotta cars.

- They always... - God, the sheriff.

(TRACTOR ENGINE WHIRRING)

I'll be home tonight for suppa.

Well, is anybody at home?

No.

We're all alone then?

(CHUCKLING) Yeah.

(BUS ENGINE WHIRRING)

(IGNITION CLICKING)

(CAR ENGINE WHIRRING)

(OMINOUS ORCHESTRAL MUSIC)

- (QUEEN BARKING) - (ATMOSPHERIC PIANO MUSIC)

- Dr. Gould. - (QUEEN GROWLING)

Sorry to bother you.

- (QUEEN BARKING) - Be quiet, Queen.

- (QUEEN BARKING) - Quiet!

Is Miss Button at home?

Why?

I'd like to speak to her.

She's not feeling very well.

Ah, has Tommy come home from school yet?

No, why do you ask?

Strange. I just ran up on the school bus

about a 100 or so yards before the entrance

- to your place, and... - (QUEEN GROWLING)

- Queen! - Ah, Fred's not on it,

and none of the kids, so - Joyce?

I thought maybe they'd come down here.

MISS BUTTON: Joyce?

Who's there?

Just the sheriff.

(QUEEN GROWLING)

(QUEEN GROWLING)

It's alright.

I'll be with you in a minute.

Headache?

Who's at the door?

Oh, it's just the sheriff.

He needs my help for few minutes.

Don't worry.

- (QUEEN BARKING) - I want you to take

- a couple of codeine. - (PILLS RATTLING)

And rest.

Is Tommy home?

Soon.

(QUEEN GROWLING AND BARKING)

(ATMOSPHERIC PIANO MUSIC)

(QUEEN GROWLING)

Okay, let's go, c'mon.

BILLY: I really don't think it's anything

- to be alarmed about. - (QUEEN GROWLING)

Yeah, I'd rather just take a look for myself, though.

- Sure. - (QUEEN GROWLING AND BARKING)

It's strange.

They couldn't have just disappeared.

Sheriff?

Sheriff?

These are Tommy's things.

This everything he had with him today?

I guess so.

Harry?

Harry, Sheriff Hart here.

Come in, Harry.

Dammit Harry, answer me.

Yeah, Billy.

BILLY: Are you still out at the MacKenzie place?

Yes, sir.

But I was just about to come into the office.

How long you been there?

How long have I been here?

Billy, I just been talkin' for a few minutes.

Dammit, Harry, just give me some straight answers.

I don't wanna dock your pay.

Did you see the school bus pass there?

HARRY: No, sir.

Did anything pass you on the way out to the interstate?

What, you mean cars?

BILLY: I mean anything, Harry.

A car, a station wagon, truck, maybe?

No, nothin' gone by us here.

What's up, Billy?

I just found a school bus

about a hundred yards from the Gould place.

Motor's still running but no Fred and no kids.

Is your brother home from school yet?

Paul?

No, he isn't home yet.

Well, now Sheriff, now how could the bus

have gotten all the way down to where you are

without us seein' it?

- Harry? - Sheriff.

Get out to the interstate, set up a road block.

I don't want anything goin' out of here

unless you check it, you understand?

- Yes, sir. - And nobody

comes in unless they live here.

I'll, I'll send a couple of boys out to you

as soon as I can.

HARRY: Alright, Billy, I'm on my way.

(CAR ENGINE WHIRRING)

SUZIE: Bye.

Tommy?

BILLY: Okay, at least the bus

is out of the middle of the road.

I don't know where the hell they could be.

It doesn't make a whole lot of sense, you know?

I know.

Why don't I take you home?

No, that's alright, I'll walk.

They'll turn up.

Try to be patient.

Easier said than done.

I just don't know how Leslie's gonna take it

when she finds out Tommy's missing.

Don't tell her.

That's one way to deal with it.

I'll be in touch.

Yeah, thanks.

(OMINOUS ORCHESTRAL MUSIC)

TOMMY: Joyce?

Tommy?

(OBJECT CLATTERING)

Tommy?

Tommy?

(OMINOUS ORCHESTRAL MUSIC)

Tommy?

(DRAMATIC ORCHESTRAL MUSIC)

Tommy?

Tommy?

Tommy?

(DRAMATIC ORCHESTRAL MUSIC)

- (JOYCE GASPING) - (OMINOUS ORCHESTRAL MUSIC)

TOMMY: Joyce.

JOYCE: Tommy.

(JOYCE GASPING)

- (JOYCE SCREAMING) - (DRAMATIC ORCHESTRAL MUSIC)

(OMINOUS ORCHESTRAL MUSIC)

(BIRDS CHIRPING)

Hank, those are skinny birds.

Come on, Molly, it's a beautiful bird.

Skinny little birds.

Molly, if you want 'em any bigger,

you're gonna have to wait a couple of months.

This is as big as they are right now.

- Oh, I don't want... - They're pretty near full

- size. - Yeah, I suppose so.

Well, what are you gonna do?

- Alright. - Howdy, Hank.

Frank.

Sheriff.

Sheriff.

Boys, I need a couple of deputies

for a roadblock out by the interstate.

Ya interested?

Maybe.

Maybe.

BILLY: $20.00 a day.

County'll pick up the tab.

Oh, that sounds fine with us, Sheriff.

That's okay with us, Sheriff.

Mm, must be somethin' big

if the county's payin' them kind of wages, uh?

Molly, you heard anything from Fred this afternoon?

No, why?

I ran across the school bus about a mile outside of town

across from the cemetery.

Yeah?

I can't find Fred or any of the kids.

Ah, hell, Fred's not much more

than a kid himself, Sheriff.

Well, there ain't nothin' to worry about.

I'll bet he took 'em to the stone quarry.

Boys, better be on your way.

Harry Timmons is already out there.

We'll get on out to the roadblock, Sheriff.

Billy,

how serious is this business?

Molly, I just don't know.

- Hmm? - Found the bus

parked across the road.

- Motor still runnin'. - Yeah?

Nobody on it.

Well, damn, that's not like Fred.

He wouldn't leave that motor runnin'.

- Yeah, I know. - (DOORBELL RINGING)

My God.

- I wonder why? - Hey, John.

Sergeant Preston.

MOLLY: Hey, John.

Molly, I need a can of ether.

Another can of ether, John?

Why don't you get a real mechanic

to tune up that car of yours?

I just got it out.

How come you're not hidin' by the side of the road?

Not the day for it.

Kids go to school today?

- Here, John - (CHUCKLING) Boy, things must

really be slow around here, huh, Molly?

No, really.

Well, Johnny did.

Clarkie?

Well, Clarkie's home with a cold.

Why?

What's up?

(DOORBELL RINGING)

Fred?

Ah, that ole fart.

Listen, if you've got a couple of minutes,

why don't you come out with me,

- we'll take a look around. - Well, I gotta go out

to Cathy, let her know about it.

See, I don't want her to worry about it.

Okay, I'll stop by the Miss Shore's place

and then go over to the Chandler's.

I'll pick you up at your place in what, 10 minutes?

Yeah, about 10 minutes should be alright.

Okay, hey,

tell Cathy not to worry, huh?

Yeah, Cathy'll be alright.

Piece of shit haul.

Fred, do you hear me?

Fred?

Answer me this second.

(BIRDS CHIRPING)

(KNOCKING ON DOOR)

BILLY: Miss Shore?

Anybody home?

Miss Shore?

Miss Shore?

DEE DEE: Sheriff Hart, how nice.

Is Janet at home?

Isn't she a little young for you, Sheriff?

She's only nine.

Miss Shore, please.

DEE DEE: I really haven't the faintest idea.

Jack, darling, have you seen Janet lurking around the house?

No, sweet.

She's always lurking around the house.

I don't wanna alarm you about your daughter, Miss Shore.

I discovered the school bus out by the cemetery.

None of the children were on it.

Neither was Fred Mansfield, the driver.

Mansfield's a bit senile, if you ask me.

He probably took them on an impromptu picnic or something.

Did Janet say anything about a picnic this mornin'?

I really haven't the faintest idea.

I never rise before 10.

Not now, love.

Exactly what are you trying to tell us, Sheriff?

That Janet is missing.

Along with all the other children of Ravensback.

DEE DEE: You don't think they've been kidnapped, do you?

I don't know what to think.

Ah, a kidnapping in Ravensback.

Oh, Jack, how exciting. (LAUGHING)

This is a, this is a lovely piece, Miss Shore.

DEE DEE: Why Sheriff, I didn't know you were into art.

Jack and I brought that back from Rome last year,

didn't we, darling?

Call me if Janet shows up.

(CAR ENGINE SPUTTERING)

- (OMINOUS ORCHESTRAL MUSIC) - (CAR ENGINE SPUTTERING)

Goddamn.

Oh, yeah.

(BILLY LAUGHING)

- What's the trouble? - What's the trouble?

It's the damn carb again.

Oh. (CHUCKLING)

Here, let me have a try.

JOHN: Oh, sure.

- (OMINOUS SYNTHESIZER MUSIC) - Try it.

(ENGINE SPUTTERING)

(BILLY SIGHING)

I gotta get home.

Hell, why don't I give you a lift?

I just have to stop by the Chandler's.

- Oh, shit. - Talkin' about?

It won't take but a minute.

Oh, yeah.

Here, I'll push ya off.

(ENGINE SPUTTERING)

(OMINOUS SYNTHESIZER MUSIC)

(OMINOUS SYNTHESIZER MUSIC)

(RITA SIGHING)

(FOOTSTEPS PATTERING)

Oh, oh.

Mommy.

RITA: Ellen.

- (DRAMATIC ORCHESTRAL MUSIC) - (RITA SCREAMING)

- (GAS HISSING) - (RITA SCREAMING)

- Daddy. - (BOB GROANING)

(DRAMATIC ORCHESTRAL MUSIC)

Harry?

I can't.

You mean I rode all the way down here

to see you and you won't even kiss me?

I can't.

- Think he won't kiss her? - Yeah, I'll kiss her.

Come on, Harry, kiss me.

- Do you wanna kiss her first? - Your boy is gonna

- Not now. - Kiss her.

FRANK: Whole lotta nerve as far as I'm concerned.

Later.

Well, then I'm going home.

- Look at that hair. - You look at the hair.

- I'm lookin' at the hair. - Yeah, I'm not lookin' it.

- She got pretty hair. - Ooh.

Goodbye, Harry.

I can't now, I'm working.

Goodbye, Harry.

Kiss me, Harry.

I'm goin' home, Harry.

Bye, Harry.

Harry, you get into that sweet little thing yet?

Hey, come on.

Tell the truth, Harry.

Will you guys give me a break?

I'll bet he'd settle for a hand job,

- right Harry? - Go on, Hank.

Tell us, Harry.

Yeah, tell us, Harry.

- Tell us, Harry. - Tell us, Harry.

I don't do things like that.

Well, we'll do it for ya.

Right Hank?

Right, we'll do it for ya, Harry.

- I bet you would. - You're damn right we would.

(FRANK LAUGHING)

- Now, what the hell? - (CAR ENGINE WHIRRING)

(GUN PUMP CLACKING)

HARRY: Howdy.

What's the problem?

HARRY: I'm sorry, but I'm afraid

I can't let anybody in.

Perhaps you could tell me what the problem is?

No, sir.

(UPBEAT ROCK MUSIC ON RADIO)

I take it you don't know who I am?

No, sir.

And nobody who doesn't live in Ravensback is allowed in.

Orders.

Apparently you're new here in Ravensbank.

I'm Sanford Butler-Jones.

You do know who Dee Dee Shore is?

HARRY: Yes, sir.

Why don't you just ring Dee Dee up,

and I'm sure everything will be cool.

Well, I don't know her number.

Who is this guy?

I don't know, some, looks like a pimp.

Hello, Dee Dee?

Hi, darling.

Listen, I'm sorry we're late,

but we've been detained by a little misunderstanding

here in town.

An encounter with a policeman.

Would you, darling?

Well, thanks a lot.

We'll be right along.

Miss Shore.

Yes, ma'am.

God, I'd like to hump that

- bitch. - Yes, ma'am.

- Well, you'd have to be on - Yes,

- your own. - Ma'am, but the sheriff

I'd take her on my own.

Yes, ma'am.

Well, if you say so, ma'am.

Goodbye.

I guess you can go through.

(CAR ENGINE WHIRRING)

(UPBEAT ROCK MUSIC ON RADIO)

(HORN BEEPING)

(UPBEAT ROCK MUSIC ON RADIO)

(HORN BEEPING)

(HORN BEEPING)

She acts like she wants to die.

Get around her, now.

(UPBEAT ROCK MUSIC ON RADIO)

(KNOCKING ON DOOR)

Mrs. Peterson?

Mrs. Peterson, I've got your apples.

- (DOG WHINING) - (DRAMATIC ORCHESTRAL MUSIC)

Oh.

(OMINOUS ORCHESTRAL MUSIC)

Mrs. Peterson?

(APPLES THUDDING)

(SUZIE SIGHING)

(BIRDS CHIRPING)

(DRAMATIC ORCHESTRAL MUSIC)

- (SUZIE GASPING) - (BIKE CLACKING)

Creep, look what you did.

What's a matter with you, Paul?

Cut it out.

What's a matter with you, Paul?

Stop it.

I said to stop it.

What's a matter with you, Paul?

Cut it out.

Stop it.

(OMINOUS ORCHESTRAL MUSIC)

(SUZIE SCREAMING)

Suzie?

Suzie?

Paul, by God!

Daddy.

(DRAMATIC ORCHESTRAL MUSIC)

Daddy.

(OMINOUS ORCHESTRAL MUSIC)

BILLY: Well, there's Cathy's car.

JOHN: It looks like she's home.

Hey, give her my love, huh?

Well, you're coming in, aren't you?

Yeah, I better get out to the roadblock.

See how Harry's doin' out there.

Oh, I'd like you to come in.

Cathy will feel a lot better if you did.

- Alright. - Excellent.

BILLY: Harry, Harry, this is the sheriff.

I'll be a few minutes.

I'm over at the Freemont house.

(OMINOUS ORCHESTRAL MUSIC)

JOHN: Cathy?

Anybody home?

Daddy.

Oh.

How you doin', slugger?

Mommy's mad at you.

Oh, she is, is she?

Well, we're just gonna have to try to deal with her.

Where is she?

She's in the studio.

Oh, well let's go find her then.

(OMINOUS ORCHESTRAL MUSIC)

Cathy?

Cathy?

Hmm?

Where have you been?

Daddy, where's Jenny?

Honey, Billy Hart's outside.

Clarkie, would you go on upstairs,

brush your teeth and get ready for bed.

I wanna see the sheriff.

Now, please.

Go on, son.

You'll see him as soon as you're finished.

Oh, darn.

I tried calling you.

That damn wagon broke down again,

and Billy had to give me a lift.

It's okay.

Is Jennifer with you?

No.

She was supposed to come directly home after school.

I was gonna work on her portrait this afternoon.

Honey, we don't know where any of the Ravensback kids are.

What are you talking about?

I passed the bus

on my way home from the doctors.

Were the kids on it?

Of course they were on it.

It's just that

Billy found the bus near the old cemetery.

Empty.

Empty?

John?

- Hi, Cathy. - John just told me

you found an empty school bus.

Sorry.

Well, we're gonna find them safe and sound.

- Huh, Billy? - Whoopee!

Hey, hi.

Hi, Sheriff.

CATHY: Clarkie, Clarkie, it's your bedtime.

No.

BILLY: Now he can stay up for awhile, huh?

How 'bout that?

- Okay. - Okay.

Look, is anybody hungry?

I did cook a pot roast for dinner.

- No, ma'am. - No, honey.

I am.

- (BILLY LAUGHING) - You are?

Well alright, let's go feed you.

- Alright. - Come on, champ.

- Follow me to the kitchen. - Up, up, yup.

MOLLY: Calling Sheriff Hart.

Sheriff?

This is Molly, here.

- ♪ I come to the garden - Come in, Billy.

♪ Alone

- Calling Billy Hart. - ♪ While the dew

- ♪ Is still on the roses - Come in.

Molly, Sheriff's over at the Freemont's,

anything that I can do?

MOLLY: You better get over to Gould place.

That Leslie and so and so just called in

cryin' and all hysterical.

And then the phone went dead.

Okay, Molly, I'll check it out.

♪ And he walked

You guys watch things here, alright?

I'm goin' over to the Gould place.

- Sure thing, Harry. - Alright.

You're in good hands.

We'll take care of the situation here.

(FRANK HUMMING)

Send Suzie back here, Harry.

- (HANK SPITTING) - (FRANK LAUGHING)

♪ Garden alone

(OMINOUS ORCHESTRAL MUSIC)

Hot damn, look at this.

(OMINOUS ORCHESTRAL MUSIC)

Molly, come in.

MOLLY: Yeah, Harry?

I found the kids.

MOLLY: Thank the Lord.

Are they alright?

They look scared is all.

Hey, hey, hey, Harry the hawk does it again.

(OMINOUS ORCHESTRAL MUSIC)

(DRAMATIC ORCHESTRAL MUSIC)

Harry the hawk.

The little smart ass.

Take a little drink here.

God, that's great, isn't it?

(COUGHING)

Callin' Sheriff Hart.

Callin' Sheriff Hart.

Sheriff?

Billy?

Here, take some coffee.

BILLY: Oh, thanks, Cathy.

- Billy, Billy? - Now stop your worrying.

We'll find 'em.

MOLLY: Callin' Sheriff Hart.

Sheriff?

This is Molly.

BILLY: This is Sheriff, Molly.

MOLLY: Billy, I've been tryin' to reach you.

The phone must have been out of order

over to the Freemont's.

BILLY: Well, I'm still here.

MOLLY: Harry Timmons has found the children.

Where?

He found 'em?

He's over at the Gould place.

Cathy, Harry Timmons found the kids.

They're over at the Gould place.

Oh, thank God.

- Oh. (SIGHING) - (CAR DOOR CLACKING)

Wait a minute, I'm going with you, Billy.

You gonna be alright?

We'll be fine.

JOHN: Oh.

(OMINOUS ORCHESTRAL MUSIC)

(DRAMATIC ORCHESTRAL MUSIC)

Stay in the car, John.

(OMINOUS SYNTHESIZER MUSIC)

Harry?

Holy, God.

(CAR DOOR CLACKING)

- Don't touch him. - Oh.

What the hell happened to him?

BILLY: He's dead.

Oh, man.

You wanna stay here?

- What? No, no, we, we... - Then let's go.

I wanna get Dr. Gould up here right now.

Wait a minute, Bill.

How the hell could that have happened to him?

I don't know.

But I'm goddamn sure gonna find out.

C'mon.

(OMINOUS SYNTHESIZER MUSIC)

(OMINOUS ORCHESTRAL MUSIC)

(CAR DOOR CLACKING)

Gotta hurry.

JOHN: The lights aren't on in the house.

Why is it dark?

Wait here.

Watch it.

They got a doberman in there that's a real maneater.

- It's locked. - (BANGING ON DOOR)

Dr. Gould?

- (BANGING ON DOOR) - Miss Button?

Hello, hello in there?

They gotta be in there.

(BANGING ON DOOR)

Try the kitchen door.

- Boy, that one over there? - Yes.

- It's open. - Oh, whoa, whoa.

I'm not goin' in there with that dog.

They must have him locked up.

He would have been barking by now.

She, you mean, she.

She, whatever.

I don't think there's a dog in there.

Watch your step.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

JOHN: Look for a light.

It's not in...

(OMINOUS ORCHESTRAL MUSIC)

Now hold on.

Dr. Gould?

Miss Button?

Hello?

Looks like they're in bed.

Nobody.

(OMINOUS ORCHESTRAL MUSIC)

(DRAMATIC SYNTHESIZER MUSIC)

- Oh. - Whatever did this, Billy,

got Harry, too.

(PHONE CLATTERING)

Goddammit, the phone's dead.

- (PHONE CLATTERING) - Billy,

what about the kids?

- (THUDDING FROM BEHIND DOOR) - (OMINOUS ORCHESTRAL MUSIC)

- (DRAMATIC ORCHESTRAL MUSIC) - (GUN FIRING)

Bullseye, Billy.

You just shot a dead dog.

Let's get outta here.

I'm gonna get some help fast.

(OMINOUS SYNTHESIZER MUSIC)

(BANGING ON DOOR)

Molly?

(BANGING ON DOOR)

Open up, Molly, it's Sheriff Hart.

- (BANGING ON DOOR) - Alright.

Alright, Sheriff, keep your pants zipped.

Nelly's in the barn.

God.

Oh, are the children safe?

Huh, what about my Fred?

(PHONE CLATTERING)

Where is that ole coot?

Goddammit, the line's dead.

Tell me, man.

Did ya find 'em?

- Harry Timmons is dead. - (DOOR BELL RINGING)

- Oh. - So is Leslie Button.

What?

How?

I've never seen anything like it.

They were burnt.

- Mutilated. - Oh, my...

- It was horrible. - God.

I'm gonna take this 12 gauge shotgun, Molly.

- Oh. - I'm gonna need

a couple boxes of shells.

But the children?

- Fred? - Not a sign of 'em.

- I can't figure it. - (HAND BANGING ON COUNTER)

Get me home, Billy.

Now.

- Oh. - I better take

a box of double OO's.

What about...

Will you be alright?

Anybody tries to get in here,

I'll blast their ass to kingdom come.

(TIRES SCREECHING)

(CRICKETS CHIRPING)

BILLY: The whole thing is crazy.

Missin' children, I got a dead deputy.

Phones are out, what the hell hell is goin' on?

(SHOTGUN PUMP CLACKING)

What's that?

(OMINOUS ORCHESTRAL MUSIC)

Janet?

It's Janet Shore, Billy.

Janet?

Janet, Janet, are you alright?

- Janet? - Janet,

where are the other kids?

Janet, where's Jenny?

Janet, it's Sheriff Hart.

Can you hear me?

Janet, are you alright?

Janet?

She looks like she's in shock or something, Billy.

We gotta get her home, huh?

Right.

- Come on, now. - Come on, honey.

Janet?

BILLY: You get right in here.

Watch your head.

Janet?

Janet, are you okay, sweetheart?

Billy?

You better get her mother out here, right away.

(KNOCKING ON DOOR)

Anybody home?

Dee Dee?

We've got Janet.

Dee?

Hello?

(GASPING)

- (OMINOUS ORCHESTRAL MUSIC) - (FOOD SIZZLING)

(DOOR CREAKING)

(JOHN SNIFFING)

(FOOD SIZZLING)

- Son of a bitch. - (LID CLACKING)

(OMINOUS ORCHESTRAL MUSIC)

(SIGHING) Come on, come on, come on.

Hey, ah, ah, Jackson.

(WATER SPLASHING)

(DRAMATIC SYNTHESIZER MUSIC)

(OMINOUS SYNTHESIZER MUSIC)

(JOHN PANTING)

(DRAMATIC ORCHESTRAL MUSIC)

Whoa, oh.

Ah!

Ah!

Billy?

She tried to attack me, John.

What?

Cathy's alone, you gotta get me home.

(CAR ENGINE WHIRRING)

What do you mean, she tried to attack you?

BILLY: I don't know, she came at me.

She was comin' right at my throat.

(OMINOUS SYNTHESIZER MUSIC)

(GATE CREAKING)

(DISHES CLACKING)

(OMINOUS SYNTHESIZER MUSIC)

(OMINOUS ORCHESTRAL MUSIC)

(OMINOUS SYNTHESIZER MUSIC)

(OMINOUS ORCHESTRAL MUSIC)

(OMINOUS SYNTHESIZER MUSIC)

CHILDREN: Mommy?

Mommy?

(OMINOUS ORCHESTRAL MUSIC)

Oh, it's the children.

Oh.

Sheriff, Sheriff, I found the children.

- They're here in front - (TIRES SCREECHING)

of the store.

(OMINOUS ORCHESTRAL MUSIC)

Oh, am I glad to see you kids.

(MOLLY SCREAMING)

- Let's go, Billy. - (MOLLY SCREAMING)

MAN ON TV: The word is foot, F-O-O-T.

MAN ON TV: Boy, you can spell, really?

MAN ON TV: You bet your life.

(UPBEAT THEME MUSIC)

NARRATOR: It's Groucho Marx in You Bet Your Life.

The comedy quiz series produced

and transported from Hollywood,

and brought to you... (OMINOUS ORCHESTRAL MUSIC)

(DOOR HANDLE CLATTERING)

WOMAN ON TV: Well, I just started there.

I was just working on Saturday.

MAN ON TV: And what are you selling, dumbbells?

WOMAN ON TV: No, we sell sporting good.

Football helmets and...

(UPBEAT ORCHESTRAL MUSIC)

(AUDIENCE LAUGHING AND APPLAUDING)

MAN ON TV: Football helmets?

Well, you said the secret word.

You said the secret word, football helmets,

so you get $50.00 and, ah, and you get $50.00.

Frank, what's your hometown?

FRANK: Krakow, Poland.

- I was born in... - Frank lives in Poland?

- Yes, sir. - Uh-huh.

I was born in Poland and in 1979,

I was living in the Eastern part of Poland

under Russian occupation for three years.

MAN ON TV: Oh, when did you leave Poland?

- Sorry. - I left Poland...

(OMINOUS SYNTHESIZER MUSIC)

MAN ON TV: I was in, I was in Minnesota for business.

(OMINOUS SYNTHESIZER MUSIC)

(CAR ENGINE WHIRRING)

JOHN: Cathy?

What in the world, John, have you gone crazy?

- Are you alright? - I'm fine.

- Where's Clarkie? - He's in bed asleep.

John?

Billy, what is going on here?

(CHATTERING FROM TV)

Where is Jenny?

We didn't find her.

(JOHN SIGHING)

(TOYS CLACKING)

(PHONE CLATTERING)

(CHATTERING ON TV)

Alright.

Is one of you going to tell me what is going on around here?

We haven't been able to find Jennifer.

I already know that.

Honey, for Christ sakes, Harry Timmons is dead.

How?

He was shot.

Sweetheart, make us some coffee, will ya?

John, please.

Make the damn coffee.

(AUDIENCE LAUGHING ON TV)

(CHATTERING ON TV)

I'm afraid to tell her anymore about it, Billy.

- You know best. - (BEEPING ON TV)

NEWSCASTER: Bulletin.

This is a WAKV news break.

We interrupt this program to bring you a special report.

So far there is no explanation

for the mysterious disappearance

of school age children in the Tri-State area.

- (SIGHING) Dammit. - (HAND BANGING ON SINK)

(OMINOUS SYNTHESIZER MUSIC)

(LOCK CLACKING)

(DOORKNOB CLATTERING)

Massachusetts State

Police have been - It's happening all over

- the place, Billy. - Deluged with calls

from frantic parents.

They have issued no official statement.

Town's reporting...

(OMINOUS SYNTHESIZER MUSIC)

NEWSCASTER: Sheffield, New Berlin,

Salisbury, Hillsdale, - Oh, God.

NEWSCASTER: Great Barrington and Canton.

They don't even know we're here.

NEWSCASTER: In another unrelated incident,

the Northern Tier Nuclear Facility

was forced to shutdown today

because of a pressure drop in the main...

(OMINOUS ORCHESTRAL MUSIC)

Jenny?

(DRAMATIC ORCHESTRAL MUSIC)

Jenny?

Jenny, darling, is that you?

Mama.

(DRAMATIC ORCHESTRAL MUSIC)

JOHN: Cathy, no!

- What? - That's not our daughter.

- But that was Jenny. - Cathy, do as I say.

You hear?

(DRAMATIC ORCHESTRAL MUSIC)

Is Jenny in there?

I think so.

Is there another way out?

JOHN: No.

BILLY: Let's go.

(OMINOUS ORCHESTRAL MUSIC)

- Daddy. - Jennifer.

Daddy.

- Jenny. - Hold it.

- (SKIN SIZZLING) - (JOHN GROANING)

- (DRAMATIC ORCHESTRAL MUSIC) - (JOHN GROANING)

- Oh, my God. - (GROANING)

C'mon.

(GUN FIRING)

(JOHN GROANING)

Go, go.

Get out, get out of here.

Go!

(DRAMATIC ORCHESTRAL MUSIC)

(GROANING) Jenny.

- Come, alright. - (JOHN GROANING)

Aw. (GROANING)

(GROANING) Cathy, get me some ice water, quick. (GROANING)

(JOHN GROANING)

- (OMINOUS SYNTHESIZER MUSIC) - (JOHN GROANING)

(WATER SPLASHING)

Hurry up, Cathy.

CATHY: I'm coming.

(JOHN GROANING)

Get the self-aid kit.

(JOHN GROANING)

Billy, when you fired, did you hit that kid?

Yeah, I couldn't have missed him.

You must have.

I don't see how.

- Did you check on Clarkie? - No.

Go ahead.

- Do it! - Okay.

I'll lock the rest of the windows and doors.

Aw! (GROANING)

Billy?

(OMINOUS ORCHESTRAL MUSIC)

(ATMOSPHERIC ORCHESTRAL MUSIC)

(GUN FIRING)

- (OMINOUS SYNTHESIZER MUSIC) - (GUN FIRING)

Oh, my God.

- (PUMP CLACKING) - (GUN FIRING)

- Damn. - (PUMP CLACKING)

They keep gettin' up.

CATHY: No!

They're only children.

(VASE SHATTERING)

(DRAMATIC ORCHESTRAL MUSIC)

Oh, my God.

Cathy, what have you done?

The children, have you both gone mad?

He was shooting the children.

Cathy, who do you think did this to my hand?

Jenny.

- No. - It was Jenny.

No!

Yes.

Oh, goddammit, yes!

Billy?

Oh, Cathy.

(ATMOSPHERIC ORCHESTRAL MUSIC)

(OMINOUS SYNTHESIZER MUSIC)

(PAUL SCRATCHING ON SCREEN)

CLARKIE: Hi ya, Paul.

What are you doing here?

(ATMOSPHERIC ORCHESTRAL MUSIC)

(LAUGHING) You're it, Paul. (LAUGHING)

(OMINOUS ORCHESTRAL MUSIC)

(CLARKIE LAUGHING)

(CLARKIE LAUGHING)

(THUDDING FROM UPSTAIRS)

(DRAMATIC ORCHESTRAL MUSIC)

(CLARKIE LAUGHING)

- Clarkie! - (DRAMATIC SYNTHESIZER MUSIC)

(DRAMATIC ORCHESTRAL MUSIC)

Oh, no.

Please.

Please.

No.

No.

- No. - Cathy.

(GUN FIRING)

Cathy, don't!

(CATHY GASPING)

- (DRAMATIC ORCHESTRAL MUSIC) - No, please.

Please.

Don't.

(CATHY SCREAMING)

- (DRAMATIC ORCHESTRAL MUSIC) - (PAUL GROANING)

BILLY: He's dead.

(CRYING) Clarkie's dead.

I saw him.

In the, in the bedroom.

Clarkie's dead.

(OMINOUS ORCHESTRAL MUSIC)

(JOHN GASPING)

- (JOHN SOBBING) - (ATMOSPHERIC ORCHESTRAL MUSIC)

JOHN: Oh, God. (CRYING)

I'm sorry, Billy.

I didn't mean to hurt you.

Oh, Cathy, I'm alright.

Billy, Clarkie's dead.

My God.

What do we do now?

Wait for 'em to pick us off one at a time?

They don't bleed.

It's hands.

God, if they get those hands on you.

Bullets have no effect on them.

John, we've got to cut off their hands.

That's where they're vulnerable.

Where's Jenny?

She's one of them, Cathy.

No, Jenny's our daughter.

She was our daughter.

She still is for me.

You forget what she did to me?

John, John, take it easy, John.

The best thing we can do right now is wait.

- Wait? - Maybe it'll all pass.

What, what, whatever's happened to the children.

May, maybe it'll go away.

What are you saying, Billy?

BILLY: Maybe...

John, please.

Jenny's our only daughter.

She's a thing, Cathy.

Listen to me.

She's become one of them.

Just like that thing in the other room

that would have killed you.

I would rather be dead than lose Jenny.

No, no, no, no, don't say that, Cathy.

- No, no, no. - John,

- Don't say it, don't say it. - hold me.

Don't, don't say

- anything like that. - Oh, John.

- No, no, no. - (SHELLS CLACKING)

- It's alright. - (CRYING) Hold me.

(GUN PUMP CLACKING)

(DRAMATIC ORCHESTRAL MUSIC)

John, the sword, the thing, get the sword!

(ELLEN GROANING)

The Chandler girl.

That makes two of them.

Alright, let's get 'em all.

Look the door behind us, Cathy.

You hear me?

CATHY: Door, lock the door.

(OMINOUS ORCHESTRAL MUSIC)

- Billy, the ax. - I got it.

(OMINOUS SYNTHESIZER MUSIC)

(OMINOUS ORCHESTRAL MUSIC)

Be real careful.

They could be anywhere.

That door locked?

No.

Better check.

(OMINOUS ORCHESTRAL MUSIC)

up or down?

I'll stay up.

Alright, I'll stay up here.

(OMINOUS ORCHESTRAL MUSIC)

(DOOR CREAKING)

(BILLY SIGHING)

- (HEAD BANGING ON CEILING) - Ow, goddammit.

JOHN: Anything?

No, nothing.

How about the outhouse?

They'll never be able to get into it.

Sure?

It's all boarded up, Billy.

Okay, let's go.

(CRICKETS CHIRPING)

JOHN: Be careful, huh?

- (DRAMATIC ORCHESTRAL MUSIC) - (CHICKEN CLUCKING)

God.

(OMINOUS ORCHESTRAL MUSIC)

(CHICKENS CLUCKING)

John, there they are.

(OMINOUS ORCHESTRAL MUSIC)

They're all headed for the barn.

(OMINOUS SYNTHESIZER MUSIC)

(DRAMATIC ORCHESTRAL MUSIC)

We've got 'em now.

(OMINOUS SYNTHESIZER MUSIC)

Daddy?

Daddy?

(DRAMATIC ORCHESTRAL MUSIC)

John, don't listen to her.

John!

(DRAMATIC ORCHESTRAL MUSIC)

- (BILLY SCREAMING) - (CHILDREN GROANING)

(ATMOSPHERIC ORCHESTRAL MUSIC)

(SWORD CLACKING)

Sheriff Hart of Ravensback.

Is anybody out there?

(JOHN GASPING)

Can anybody hear me?

(DRAMATIC ORCHESTRAL MUSIC)

- (BILLY SCREAMING) - (GAS HISSING)

- (DRAMATIC ORCHESTRAL MUSIC) - (JOHN GROANING)

- (DRAMATIC ORCHESTRAL MUSIC) - (JOHN GRUNTING)

- (ELLEN GROANING) - (JOHN GRUNTING)

- (DRAMATIC ORCHESTRAL MUSIC) - (JOHN GROANING)

(JOHN CRYING)

CATHY: John?

(DRAMATIC ORCHESTRAL MUSIC)

Cathy?

(CATHY BREATHING HEAVILY)

It's the baby.

JOHN: What?

You have to help me now.

Ah, okay.

Okay.

Okay, come here.

- Just take it easy now. - (CATHY GROANING)

Here we go, it's okay.

- Easy. - Uh-huh.

(CATHY GROANING)

Yes, baby.

Yeah.

(CATHY GROANING)

How soon do you think?

Real soon.

(SIGHING) John, listen to me,

go boil some water,

and we're gonna need a lot of towels

and sterilize a knife to cut the cord.

Go on, it's okay.

I'm alright.

(CATHY YELPING)

(CATHY BREATHING HEAVILY)

- (ATMOSPHERIC ORCHESTRAL MUSIC) - (CATHY BREATHING HEAVILY)

- John, dear, John? - Yeah, are you alright?

Cathy?

CATHY: Not much farther.

JOHN: You're really doing terrific.

Okay, the next push, now, next...

- Okay, here it comes, Okay. - (CATHY SCREAMING)

Oh, easy, easy, hon, push, push.

Give it a little bit of a push.

One little bit of a push, c'mon, that's it.

Easy, that's it. (CATHY GRUNTING)

- Push, push, push come on. - (CATHY SCREAMING)

Easy, that, that's it, that's it.

C'mon, you can do it, c'mon.

Push, push, put it into the push.

- (CATHY GROANING) - Okay.

- Okay, I can see the head. - Oh.

JOHN: I can see the head.

Almost.

Easy, that's it.

That's it.

That's it.

Almost, Cathy.

Next time, Cathy, next time.

CATHY: Yes, yes, yes, yes.

- Easy, breathe. - It's alright, it's alright.

Breathe, breathe.

- Breathe, breathe. - Oh, yes.

- Yes, oh, yes. - I love you, Cathy.

I love you.

CATHY: I love you, too, John.

JOHN: Okay, okay, here it comes.

Okay, come on.

- (CATHY GRUNTING) - Push, push, push, push, push.

Okay, that's it, that's it, Cathy.

(CHUCKLING) That's it, that's it, that's it.

The head's clear, you did it, Cathy.

You did it, good girl.

It's okay.

It's okay, it's okay.

- One more, one more. - (CATHY GROANING)

One more, one more and it's over.

C'mon, you can do it.

- Yeah, that's it, Cathy. - (CATHY GROANING)

Cathy, one more, come on, push.

- (CATHY SCREAMING) - Okay.

- (CATHY CRYING) - Okay, okay.

- That's it, okay. - (CATHY LAUGHING)

- (BABY CRYING) - Oh, Cathy.

- Cathy, it's a girl. - (BABY CRYING)

CATHY: Oh, God. (LAUGHING)

- (BABY CRYING) - Hey, honey.

JOHN: Hold it, yeah, yeah, yeah.

10 fingers, 10 toes.

- (CATHY CHUCKLING) - (BABY CRYING)

(ATMOSPHERIC ORCHESTRAL MUSIC)

(BABY COOING)

(BABY LAUGHING)

(BABY COOING)

Hmm?

(JOHN SIGHING)

(ATMOSPHERIC ORCHESTRAL MUSIC)

(DRAMATIC SYNTHESIZER MUSIC)

(UPBEAT FUNK MUSIC)