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(water rushing)

(camera shutter clicking)

(camera whirring)

(dart whooshing)

(man screaming)

(woman screaming)

(boat horn sounding)

(dart whooshing)

(man groaning)

(siren wailing)

(gentle music)

(siren wailing)

Merry Christmas and have a balloon.

Get your Christmas balloon right here

and help the orphans in New York.

Help the orphans in New York with your Christmas dollar

and take home a wonderful balloon.

Share the joy of giving with 9,000 homeless ch--

(dart whooshing) (man groaning)

What the hell?

What did you do to--

You okay, mister?

He shot him! Hey you!

Hold it!

Stop!

(tires screeching) (man screaming)

(dramatic music)

Morris to see you, Lieutenant Creal.

[Lieutenant Creal] Well, thank you.

Good morning.

Will you take a seat, please?

Hi there.

[Lieutenant Creal] This is Inspector Logan, with the FBI.

- [Sheila] Hello, how are you?

Ms. Morris, from sunny Alabama.

Thank you for coming right away.

That's what I call cooperation.

Something happened to Diana?

I didn't quite get it straight on the phone.

Well, when was the last time you had news of your sister?

Well, about six months ago, why?

Did something happen?

No, not really.

Nothing definite.

Where is she now?

Six months ago, she was here in New York.

She was into sculpture, down in The Village.

She called me up a few times, sounded all right.

Then she just disappeared.

(chuckling)

I didn't actually worry about that,

'cause I was used to Diana acting wild.

Well, Sheila, um, some pretty strange things

have been happening here in New York

and upstate as well this past week.

Three homicides.

Three men killed with tiny darts dipped in cobra venom.

Cobra venom?

Yes, all three were killed by the same man,

probably an Asian, or a Malay.

But it's hard to tell because he was killed by a truck

here on 49th Street.

No ID on him.

It's weird, huh?

We know absolutely nothing about him, except that he's dead.

Very, very spooky.

Yeah, but I don't see what any of this

has to do with Diana?

[Lieutenant Creal] We found this in the murderer's pocket.

What is it?

It's an eight millimeter color film.

Diana Morris, 14 A West Street, printed on the box.

Her landlady told us some interesting stories.

Seems your sister got mixed up with a group of crazies.

Did you ever hear of a guy called Jonas?

No, who is he?

A first class nut.

A dope addict, probably.

He used to preach down in The Village,

how mankind should go back to nature.

Birds and the bees.

You know, save your soul with nature bit.

Anyway, he got a group of these ecology freaks together

who kind of worshiped him.

You mean to say Diana was--

Yes.

I'm afraid she was one of them.

Then they all suddenly disappeared some place.

But where?

Hmm, $64 question.

Look, Sheila, wherever your sister is,

she's mixed up in this business.

Are you sure she didn't write to you or anything?

No, like I said, she made herself pretty scarce.

We never saw each other.

Well, we've got to trace her.

I've already notified Interpol.

You take a look at that film clip, meanwhile.

We've already checked it out.

It's...

It's pretty damning, to me.

- [Sheila] That's Diana, all right.

You have any idea where this was shot?

Those overscale Buddhas are typical of the far east.

What are those, Professor Carter?

How odd.

How very odd.

You mean insane.

Where was this shot, Professor?

I have to know.

That's the reason why I asked for your help.

Unfortunately, this film is the only thing I have

to trace my sister.

I understand.

Well, the best I can offer you is still only a hypothesis.

That ritual we just saw

could be a Fakeer gathering in Borneo,

or a ceremony of the Purification Sect of New Guinea.

And if it's neither one of those two, I'm afraid I'm lost.

Borneo, New Guinea.

Purification Sect?

But what is that, exactly?

An ancient ritual society...

That uses pain...

To reunite man with nature.

A sort of primitive ecological union, or reunion.

They're against the contamination of land and resources.

Very, very fanatical in their beliefs.

Their major enemy is civilization,

in the Western sense of the word.

How can my sister possibly be involved in a--

Oh, supposedly they have members all over the world,

even in these United States.

Personally, I find it pretty unlikely,

but then, Americans will believe in anything

that's tax deductible.

If I were you, I'd look into it.

(laughing)

Hi.

Hi.

♪ Na na na ♪

♪ Na na na ♪

I wish I could get the words straight.

♪ Na na na na na na ♪

♪ Na na na ♪

Hello, Alma.

Remember me?

No.

But if you're a cop, you can fuck off.

I haven't shot up in three months.

No, no Alma, I'm Dr. Carter.

You worked for me on a project

at the Institute two years ago, don't you remember?

What the hell do you want, huh?

Does the name Jonas ring a bell?

Don't even mention that pig's name.

Look.

Look what he did to me.

He's a lunatic.

Out of his cotton pickin' head.

All that baloney about the Purification Sect

was just a way to turn those idiots into his slaves.

He's gotta hurt people.

He gets high off pain.

His religion, yeah.

He has his religion.

You know, like third degree burns, honey?

Where is Jonas now, do you know?

That goddamn louse ripped off every cent they had,

before dragging them to his utopian,

unpolluted world down in...

Merauke, or whatever the hell that place is called,

in New Guinea.

(Alma groaning)

Come on, shit, get out of here!

You mind your own damn business!

You get the hell out of here, you dumb ape!

And leave me alone!

Come on, shut up, I said get out of here!

Go on, get! We might as well go, Sheila.

That's all she knows.

(plane engine roaring)

- [Delivery Man] Ms. Morris?

Ms. Sheila Morris?

Yes, that's me.

I've got a Telex from Professor Carter.

Welcome to New Guinea.

(people speaking foreign language)

Go!

(people talking and shouting in foreign language)

(man screaming)

(people talking and cheering in foreign language)

Look, I don't give a damn if you're an American too.

Your problems are not my problems.

All right, you're in trouble.

Seven years ago, you deserted from Vietnam.

I know all about it, so relax, okay?

It was an ugly war, I don't blame you.

You're so understanding.

Hey look, why don't you take, uh,

take your problem to some white-collar asshole

with a conscience and leave me alone?

Things are going just fine for me at the moment.

I'm makin' lots of dough, more than I need.

And when one of those brutes there lops off your hand

in a fight, what are you gonna do?

Donate it to science?

No, no, I'm gonna send it to you as a souvenir.

Mark, I'm counting on you.

You're the only one who can help me.

These mean anything to you?

Oh.

No.

All I know is that these were taken in Shakir.

It's a little village about 500 miles in the jungle.

Did you ever hear about a Purification Sect?

Look, lady, this part of the world

is known for two things;

Crazy religions, and the clap.

Those guys hold their meetings over at Shakir.

Something about hammering each other's, uh,

legs into the ground.

I will offer you good money if you take me to Shakir.

You're nuts.

The place has yellow fever, and it's swarming with cobras.

(chuckling)

Scared, huh?

Look, I appreciate the offer.

Nice meeting you.

Have a very pleasant rest of your life.

Bye-bye.

Hey, wait a minute.

Yeah, wait just a minute.

I only work for cash.

(uptempo music)

It's a little different than Alabama, isn't it?

Yeah, there's no smog.

And fewer cars too.

Tired?

Tell me.

What's a rich girl like you

doing in a shit place like Alabama?

Oh, watch poor niggers break their asses

in my father's cotton mill.

- [Mark] Sweet.

What else?

Well, listening to rock.

You like rock?

No.

I like whiskey.

Well, this is it, this is Shakir.

You owe me 20,000 GWs.

20 what?

My main man, lady.

20,000.

This is it?

It's all here?

What'd you expect, Rockefeller Center?

(birds chirping)

Where are the natives?

Look, it's the mask.

I told you, it's the same one as in the picture.

(bats fluttering)

(Mark gasping) (Sheila groaning)

(bullet ricocheting)

One thing you learn in Vietnam is to keep down.

On your feet!

Get up!

Hands over your heads, move it!

Who are ya?

What do you want?

Look, uh, it's a little hard to talk

with that hardware on me.

We're looking for my sister, Diana Morris.

We know for sure that she was here.

There ain't been no white people here.

Except for two Norwegians that ripped off a bag of stones

a month ago.

But this time, I do the rippin'.

Come here!

And don't try nothin' funny,

'cause ol' Reeves can get awful mean.

I believe you.

- [Reeves] You better believe it,

'cause I ain't gonna give you time to find out.

His wristwatch...

Go on.

(door creaking)

That watch belonged to my sister, I'm positive.

Yes, okay.

So that only confirms that she was here, right?

Oh...

There is something fishy about this whole thing,

you know that?

I don't like any of it.

That guy looks like a criminal.

I'm scared, Mark.

Hey.

I know what you're thinking.

But it doesn't necessarily that they--

They killed her, is that what you're trying to say?

Is your sister rich?

Three years ago, when my father died,

we inherited the cotton mill.

I was still under age, so my sister took over

the legal administration.

She was sort of like my guardian.

Once a month, she'd send me a fat check.

Yeah, that is until about six months ago.

And then she just disappeared.

Ah, this is bad business, lady.

Bad business.

Look, I don't expect you to get involved in this

out of sheer pity.

I'll lay out another $80,000

if you'll help me to find Diana.

Another $80,000, huh?

That's dead or alive?

Dead or alive.

What's that?

(cobra hissing) (Sheila gasping)

Don't move.

(cobra hissing)

(sighing)

Curiosity killed the cat, lady.

(intense tribal music)

(mysterious music)

(people speaking foreign language)

(dramatic music)

(Reeves groaning)

All right, get up!

All right, up, get up, get up!

Get up, you mother, up!

Come on, up!

All right.

Now I'm gonna show you I mean business too, all right?

Where's Diana Morris?

Come on!

Don't know, huh?

I don't know anything about her!

(Reeves groaning)

Come on, up!

I'm gonna break every bone in your body.

Now where is she?

No!

No, stop!

Stop!

Diana Morris is alive.

She's alive.

- [Mark] Where?

She left with the others a long time ago.

Jonas decided to build his,

his Purification village in the middle of the, the jungle.

Where no white man could, could possibly find him.

Why didn't you go with him?

I was sick.

I...

I'd never have made it.

The jungle beyond Shakir is hell.

You can't even imagine.

Nobody...

Nobody's ever come back alive.

I'm gonna make you an offer you can't refuse.

I give you one dollar.

You give me a canoe, two guides,

natives, supplies, anything I need.

And this of course, understand?

You understand?

You got it?

Good.

And don't double cross me.

Please.

'Cause I'd use your head for target practice.

Is it a deal?

Huh?

Good.

(dramatic music)

(monkeys hooting)

Oh...

You saw a monkey do his job.

Survival of the fittest.

You'll see worse before this is over.

(animals calling)

Uh huh.

(parrot squawking)

Nothing.

You like some?

No thanks.

Hey, loosen up, huh?

We gotta spend lots of time together.

You're treatin' me like a stranger.

- [Sheila] Yeah, isn't it odd?

- [Mark] Well, loosen up a little.

This loose enough for you?

- [Mark] Yeah, that'll do nicely.

By the way, that $80,000 includes taxes.

Okay.

No fringe benefits for the boss?

Right.

(Mark speaking foreign language)

Okay?

(guide speaking foreign language)

If you didn't carry such a chip on your shoulder,

I would have given you a benefit or two.

(slow dramatic music)

The village shouldn't be too far away,

unless Reeves fooled us.

It's the silence.

This total lack of human presence that bugs me.

(guide speaking foreign language)

(crocodile growling) (guide screaming)

(gun firing)

(guides screaming) (gun firing)

I'm down to a quart.

I've been waitin' for this.

Want some?

Now look, you've gotta put it out of your mind.

Understand?

Just put it out of your mind.

What happened is finished, it's over.

Understand?

So just forget it.

Well, one thing is for certain.

We don't have a canoe anymore.

You sure you don't want some?

Okay.

(animals calling)

Sheila, get up, quick!

Get up!

That son of a bitch took off!

Took just about everything with him.

Machete, the flashlight, everything.

You know what?

We're up shit's creek without a paddle.

What is it?

Mark, listen.

What is it?

There are no more birds.

Not even the bugs are buzzing anymore.

Come on, let's get out of here.

(dramatic music)

(Sheila gasping)

Come on!

Look!

(birds chirping)

(woman speaking foreign language)

(cannibals speaking foreign language)

(woman speaking foreign language)

(woman screaming)

(cannibals laughing)

(cannibals speaking foreign language)

(woman screaming)

(cannibals speaking foreign language)

Oh...

(Sheila gasping) Shh, down!

(owl hooting)

Shh!

All right, come on!

(drums pounding) (dramatic music)

Come on, get up.

Get up, Sheila, come on.

Get up and walk.

We're gonna get out of this alive, understand?

I'm gonna do it, now get up and walk.

We'll never live through this.

We won't.

And you know it.

Get up and walk!

Come on, get up and walk!

(fire roaring)

Boy...

I've seen some pretty bad things in my life.

Decapitated women...

Burned babies...

Old men's eyes burned out with gas.

But this takes the cake.

It's like going back 5,000 years to the stone age.

Mark, you gotta promise me something.

Okay.

It's just a matter of time before...

When the cannibals attack, I want you to kill me.

(Sheila groaning)

I don't want to hear that again.

Now, Mark, now.

Maybe it's the last time.

(birds squawking)

This way.

Come on.

I can't walk anymore, I'm thirsty.

Come on!

(spear whooshing) (Sheila gasping)

Don't sit there dreaming, come on!

Come on!

(dramatic music)

(gun clicking)

(machete whooshing) (cannibal groaning)

(Sheila gasping)

(birds chirping)

Thanks.

Who are you?

Calm down, there's nothing to worry about.

Just wait.

This will make you feel much better, just relax.

Are you a doctor?

My name is Dick.

I'm one of Jonas' followers.

Jonas? Why'd you have to come here?

If you don't believe in Jonas and Purification...

God help you.

(Sheila groaning) Sorry.

(people speaking foreign language)

(bell ringing)

Jonas?

Got to them just in time.

Welcome to Purification Village.

Two new disciples are a pleasure to see arrive

at our community.

As long as your spirits are humble and sincere.

In this land, we have rediscovered

the value of nature's sweet harmony,

far from the forces of corruption and pollution,

that are destroying the world

some fool defined as civilized.

In the words of the prophet Isaiah,

the Lord has picked us to lead mankind out of his bondage.

Now listen, friend, let me explain to you

why we're here.

We're here-- There's no hurry.

You'll have plenty of time to explain.

You will not be permitted as of this moment to return home.

You had best understand that from the start.

You'd never make it back anyway.

You saw the fate of that unfortunate native girl.

She was most imprudent to stray so far from the village.

The proverbial Sword of Damocles threatens us.

The fierce tribe of cave dwellers

who practice cannibalism.

Their idea of lunch of fresh, hot entrails, soaked in blood.

But we keep their proteins limited.

(dramatic music)

(cobra hissing)

Cobra venom is our only defense against our enemies.

Where are the women in this community?

I haven't seen them.

I can't--

I'm perfectly aware of your motives

for paying us this visit.

Brother Reeves in Shakir managed to fill me in.

Your sister is alive and well.

You'll see her in a few hours.

She's alive!

You owe me $80,000, in cash.

Diana's with our women on spiritual retreat.

Today, we are in mourning.

One of our brothers took his life

in most unfortunate circumstances.

At dusk, we shall perform his funeral ceremony.

(dramatic organ music)

She's different, I can hardly recognize her.

She looks stoned out of her mind.

The widow must light the funeral pyre.

How long does this last?

We shall keep vigil all through the night.

And at dawn, there's a ceremony that symbolically dissolves

the sacred bonds of the widow with the,

the dear departed.

(birds chirping)

Those three there are the brothers-in-law of the widow.

Canceling the bonds of kinship,

and thus freeing her to marry again.

Nice.

Keeps it in the family.

(woman groaning)

(man breathing heavily) (woman moaning)

(man breathing heavily) (woman moaning)

(woman gasping)

(man breathing heavily) (woman moaning)

- [Jonas] But understand why that all's well that ends well.

Sheila! Oh, Diana!

Oh, I can't believe it!

It was like a nightmare.

Thank God you're alive!

Why, you scatterbrain of a little sister.

You must be insane, taking the risk you did.

I thought you were in trouble.

You just disappeared like that.

Why, Diana?

Yeah, you're right.

I should have written you an explanation,

only I was afraid you wouldn't understand.

I came to stay.

The decision was my choice

and I choose to turn my back on society.

But Diana...

That's how it is, Sheila.

I have rediscovered through the Laws of Purification

of our great mentor, Jonas,

all of nature's pure, imperfect unity,

learn to master the inner self

and to be in harmony with the wondrous world around me.

Nature is holy mother, here.

Her ways are sacred.

In the world I deserted, and my spontaneous free will,

men are madly ripping off nature

and destroying her ecology.

She's totally at the mercy of so-called civilization.

I can never be part of that again.

But you had a job, your friends, your old life.

I have those here.

I'll never leave you.

I'll stay with you forever.

(people speaking foreign language)

Diana, all that stuff you said before

sounded like some sort of memorized cliche.

Come on, what's the story?

Yeah, it was all a big show, and a pretty bad one at that.

You are also involved in this crap,

and the whole thing is my fault.

Cool it, Diana, cool it.

It's the price that I'm paying

for having a fondness for Jonas.

In New York, his glorious Laws of Purification.

Oh my God, I've been such a fool!

We followed him like sheep, me and the others.

"God's chosen people, heaven on earth."

This is pure hell.

But how could you do it?

He made us believe.

But bit by bit, his true nature came out.

He's a fraud, a cruel sadist who's only desire is power.

You don't know what he's like, Sheila.

All right, we're gonna go home.

I came here with Mark to bring you back home.

It's impossible.

The jungle is crawling with cannibals.

And even then, Jonas would get to us before long.

His followers have killed four men in New York,

Canada and Paris for betraying him.

But we've got to try!

I'm not about to give in too!

(people speaking foreign language)

Don't look at me, ol' Dick over there is watching us.

(people speaking foreign language)

We gotta get out of this place, these people are crazy.

And listen, I don't want to get any more involved

with that Jonas nut.

Besides, you owe me $80,000.

Quiet, Jonas is coming.

(people speaking foreign language)

(dramatic music)

Lieutenant Creal's office?

- [Officer] 208.

Thank you.

And that's it.

To sum it up, doctor, we've got plenty of evidence to prove

that those three men were murdered by one of Jonas' hitmen.

Only, we can't find this guy Jonas anywhere.

Is this really the 20th century, Inspector?

I'm sorry that Ms. Morris didn't tell me

the real circumstances, or I'd have come to see you sooner.

And Sheila wouldn't be missing, like her sister.

Let's not exaggerate, Inspector.

After all, Sheila is in Merauke, New Guinea.

She was, doctor, until three weeks ago.

[Lieutenant Creal] Here.

What's this?

A Telex.

From the American Consul in Merauke.

We asked for information, and that's what they gave us.

Well, that's bad news.

I have to remind you that there's still cannibals

in the southeastern jungles of New Guinea.

What?

Cannibals.

Instead of buying frozen meat in the supermarket,

they get theirs fresh from people like you.

One way to solve the problems of starvation in the world.

- [Inspector Logan] Is this any time for wisecracks?

Sergeant?

I want to call New Guinea.

No, this isn't Harry playing a joke.

You better get your ass in gear, Sergeant.

(people speaking foreign language)

(dart whooshing)

(bell ringing)

Brethren.

Never must we be so united as in this moment,

in our will for Purification.

United, we must stand and united, we must expel

all things foreign to God's nature;

The spirits of evil!

(dramatic music)

Drink, my children.

Drink.

Drink!

- [Mark] Don't drink it, it's drugged!

- [Man] What?

Karan!

(Karan yelling)

(Karan groaning)

(Mark groaning)

No, stop it!

Stop it, leave him alone!

(Mark groaning)

Stop.

(Jonas speaking foreign language)

- [Woman] He's getting what he deserved.

(dramatic organ music)

Brethren, two great perils endanger the well-being

of our community.

The cave dwellers hungering for our flesh,

and city dwellers out to enslave us.

Fortunately, the latter are far away.

But, should one of the others

ever show up with their forces,

and threaten to crush our paradise,

then that day, we will have to face the supreme decision

to embrace the Almighty, to choose glory.

The cup that flows with life today, on that day,

death will be our potion.

What greater gesture, what could be any better

than for us all to step up and sail forth

on that final voyage together?

I'd gladly be the first.

And I know that no one, not any one of you here

would refuse or fear to follow my example.

(native screaming)

(Karan yelling) (native screaming)

In the words of prophet Isaiah,

the Lord has picked us to lead mankind out of his bondage.

And so united, as in this moment,

in our will of Purification.

For us all to step up and sail forth

on that final voyage together.

(dramatic music)

(flesh ripping)

(insects chirping)

(Sheila screaming)

(Jonas grunting) (Sheila moaning)

(Karan laughing)

You son of a bitch...

(Karan speaking foreign language)

(Parrot trilling)

Drink this, Mark.

Watch out!

- [Mark] Get out of here.

Go on, go on!

You are not like Jonas and the others.

You must be freed.

Go, before Karan catch us.

Thanks.

(dramatic music)

(cannibal yelling)

(whip whooshing)

(cannibal groaning)

(native screaming)

(cannibals speaking foreign language)

(native screaming)

(cannibals speaking foreign language)

(native screaming)

(cannibals speaking foreign language)

(water splashing)

(cannibal yelling)

(club whooshing)

(cannibal groaning)

(cannibals speaking foreign language)

Shit!

(cannibals speaking foreign language)

(people speaking foreign language)

He's taken over my mind.

I can feel it, it's horrible.

Yeah, I've been through it.

He turns you off and turns you on

until your poor head is a total mess.

You feel all kinds of guilt,

but you're hooked a moment later,

irresistibly attracted to his charm, isn't that it?

Yeah.

Last night, he made me drink that stuff again.

Afterwards, I don't know what happened.

Oh please, Diana, help me.

Sis, all we can do is pray.

Mark is our only hope, and a small one.

Pray to God he makes it out. (bell ringing)

(people speaking foreign language)

No Sheila, don't be a fool.

I was wrong, Jonas.

I was wrong.

I want to join the community.

I believe, Jonas.

I believe.

I've got to talk to you, Mark,

but if Jonas comes around, we've had it.

Listen Diana, I think I know what you want to say,

but there's not much time,

so you're gonna have to listen to me.

First of all...

First of all, you're gonna have to trust me,

even though you don't know who I am.

There's no way of escaping here alive.

Unless we trick Jonas.

Then you were faking earlier?

Yeah.

I realize from the start that we'd never be able

to escape by land.

Our only hope is the river, but in order to do that,

we have to be well-organized.

We need a canoe and a native guide.

There's Mowara, the widow.

She's a friend and a very sharp kid.

She'd be glad to help us out.

Great.

Now I pretended to be part of the community, to gain time

to become friends with Jonas. There is no time.

Jonas has already begun to brainwash Sheila,

exactly the same way he brainwashed me.

Diana?

Diana, Jonas (speaking foreign language)

I gotta go.

It's time for Karan to come around

for his nightly inspection.

Okay, but be careful.

Brethren, do you remember the parable

of the wayward sheep?

Well, the wayward sheep has returned to the fold.

His desire for Purification seems sincere,

but his will to follow the golden rule of light

must be tested.

Drinking the sacred ambrosia,

he will become a member of our community.

Karan?

♪ Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord ♪

♪ He is trampling out the vintage ♪

♪ Where the grapes of wrath are stored ♪

♪ He hath loosed the fateful lightning ♪

♪ Of His terrible swift sword ♪

♪ His truth is marching on ♪

♪ Glory, glory Hallelujah ♪

♪ Glory, glory Hallelujah ♪

♪ Glory, glory Hallelujah ♪

♪ His truth is marching on ♪

(dramatic music)

Out.

Leave her alone!

No, no!

Let me go!

You idiot!

(whip lashing) (Diana groaning)

Jonas, no!

Please, stop!

No!

No!

Jonas, I beg you!

Oh, please!

(native speaking foreign language)

(Diana sobbing)

- [Karan] What is it?

(native speaking foreign language)

- [Dick] Jonas!

- [Man] No, no, please!

Jonas!

(Karan speaking foreign language)

We happened to catch him drinking, this filthy pig.

No!

It's not true, Jonas!

I-I didn't want to.

He kept it hidden under a board in the floor

in the infirmary.

You have violated the fundamental rule.

You have placed the law in jeopardy.

I'm sorry, but you'll have to pay.

Forgive me, Jonas!

I didn't want to!

It was just a moment of weakness!

Forgive me, please!

You should have thought about that earlier,

Porter, I'm sorry.

I didn't want to!

Please Jonas, give me another chance!

You'll be given provisions, a gun,

and a copy of the Good Book.

At dusk, you will leave the village, never to return.

- [Porter] No!

- [Jonas] You are no longer a part of us.

- [Porter] No!

No...

Karan.

No, Jonas!

No!

I-I'm an old man!

(dramatic music)

Jonas?

Jo--

Shh, it's me, Sheila.

Listen, I know what you're going through.

You don't have to justify yourself to me.

Oh, I can hardly recognize myself.

It's like I'm falling in a bottomless pit.

I'm going crazy.

Please, help me to get away from here.

Of course I'm gonna take you away from here.

You think I want to give up my $80,000?

But the important thing is to remain cool, hmm?

Jonas...

Every time I come back to my senses,

I swear I want to kill him.

And I always end up giving in.

Look, you have to resist.

It's just a matter of hours now.

Tomorrow night, they're having a Purification ritual.

When night falls, we're going.

But Karan will be watching us, how can we?

That doesn't matter.

They'll be all too wiped out to worry about us.

But there is something for us to worry about.

What?

You have to avoid drinking anything Jonas offers you.

Anything, understand?

Okay, Mark.

(intense tribal music)

(people speaking foreign language)

What's wrong, Sheila?

Aren't you thirsty?

- [Mark] Here, have mine.

You've been ignoring your chores within the community

since you became a widow.

What were you doing today, at the riverbank?

Uh...

Nothing, master.

I always do my best to serve the community.

And to be worthy of your trust.

- [Karan] Jonas!

(Karan speaking foreign language)

Karan accuses you of drinking alcohol.

And transgressing the rules.

You understand what will happen to you?

Listen, Jonas.

Whiskey is my passion, but uh,

I haven't had a drop since I've been here.

Karan says he found the bottle under your bed.

Well, Karan is a liar.

Go ahead, tell him Jonas, tell him he's a liar.

(Jonas speaking foreign language)

(Karan yelling)

(Karan groaning)

Stop it!

(Karan groaning)

You have proven your good faith.

The case is closed.

Jehu, son of Jehoshaphat, son of Nimshi,

plotted against Jehoram.

Jehu proclaimed, "If such be your feeling,

"may no one leave or escape to announce it in Israel."

Jehoram discovered the conspiracy and said,

"We have been betrayed, Elijah.

"I will requite you in this very field."

Jehovah's oracle came to pass.

The dogs devoured Jehu's flesh.

That's all for tonight.

Diana, wait.

I have something to say to you.

(dramatic music)

Look me in the eye.

Don't be afraid.

What's wrong?

Why are you trembling?

Just leave me in peace, Jonas.

Everything I had, I handed you over everything.

I made you rich in New York.

I gave you myself.

I have no more, please, it's finished, leave me alone.

Peace?

Our lives are in the hands of a universal being, Diana.

The ties binding us can only be broken by death.

Be careful, girl.

Don't forget what happened to Jehu and to Jezebel.

As they went to bury her, all they found was a skull

and remains of her hands and her feet.

(snake hissing)

(hawk screeching)

Get down, get down!

Don't move!

(parrot squawking)

Okay, come on.

Come on!

- [Diana] Sheila!

Sheila?

What's the matter?

Ah, shit, they drugged her.

Sheila, please, we gotta go now!

Come on, don't look at me like that!

Wait a second.

Listen Sheila, Mowara has a canoe hidden upriver

just a couple of miles, no more.

And we haven't got much time, so come on!

Come on, Sheila, snap out of it!

Pull yourself together!

No, I don't wanna.

I belong to Jonas.

Come on!

No, no!

Stop it!

Quick, get something for her hands!

(Sheila groaning)

Okay.

(animals calling)

(bell ringing)

Come on, Mowara, let's go.

We're wasting time, come on, come on, come on!

(people speaking foreign language)

- [Karan] Jonas!

Jonas!

(Karan speaking foreign language)

They tricked us.

Karan was right.

(Karan speaking foreign language)

(Jonas speaking foreign language)

Jehu, son of Jehoshaphat, son of Nimshi,

plotted against Jehoram...

(dramatic music)

No.

Most likely, took the wrong path.

This way, we'd be leaving the river.

That way.

Let's go, let's go!

(natives speaking foreign language)

(Karan speaking foreign language)

(Sheila groaning)

Mark!

The effects of the drugs wore off.

I don't know, maybe you should untie her?

Okay.

Let's get up.

Up, sweetheart.

Now listen, I'm taking this off,

but you take it easy, you hear?

Everything's gonna be all right.

No!

Sheila!

Sheila!

Wait here!

- [Sheila] No!

- [Diana] Now what?

Let's go and hide ourselves.

(dramatic music)

Sheila!

Sheila!

Where has Mark gone?

(Diana gasping)

(Mowara screaming)

Help!

Please leave me alone!

No!

No, Mark!

(Diana groaning)

No, Karan, please!

Oh God, where are you, Mark?

No!

Please, no, no!

No!

No...

Don't do it, no!

No!

No! (Mowara screaming)

(Diana sobbing)

No...

(Karan grunting) (Diana sobbing)

Mark!

Help!

Mark!

Mark!

Mark!

I'm here.

Okay, love.

Don't worry, I'm gonna get you out of here.

It's okay, come on, take my hand.

Come on, come on, take it. I can't do it.

I can't.

Come on, goddamn it, take it!

Come on!

That's it, grab on, hold on.

Up, let's go.

There we are, are you okay?

Yes. Are you hurt?

No.

Oh Mark, what happened to me?

I'm so confused.

I can't remember anything.

Look, it doesn't matter.

We're getting out, can you walk?

- [Sheila] Uh huh.

Okay good, let's get these off.

- [Sheila] Where's Diana?

She's with Mowara, waiting for us.

Let's go, come on, come on.

(both breathing heavily)

(Diana screaming)

Oh God, that's Diana!

(Diana screaming)

(natives screaming)

(Diana sobbing)

Oh, God!

No!

Please!

No!

(Diana screaming)

(cannibals speaking foreign language)

(Sheila breathing heavily)

(Mowara screaming)

(animals calling) (cannibals chewing)

(cannibals speaking foreign language)

(Diana groaning)

(Mowara groaning)

(Diana gasping)

(Sheila groaning)

(Mowara groaning)

(cannibals speaking foreign language)

(intense tribal music)

Even in the kingdom of Jehoram, there was deceit

and betrayal, but in the end, Jehoram's word came true!

Have faith!

Let us not succumb to the foe!

If the moment of truth has come, let's face it together!

(people cheering) Say it, Jonas!

We're all with ya!

- [Jonas] Any news of Karan and the others?

No.

Send out more men in the jungle.

Have them look around the caves.

I want those bastards back!

Yes, Jonas.

I saw her, you know?

Before I fainted.

We'll be next, Mark, we'll be next...

(cannibals yelling in foreign language)

(cannibal groaning)

(cannibal screaming)

Mark, no!

Stop it, Mark!

Are you hurt?

No, it's all right.

Listen, Sheila...

We're not gonna get out of this.

We need to go back to the village.

Or else we do it here, and now.

Here and now.

Kiss me, Mark.

(helicopter blades whirring)

I want them back!

I want those bastards back!

(Jonas speaking foreign language)

Damn it to hell!

Your city is crumbling, just like that of Jehoram, Jonas.

May God have mercy on us.

Those devils want to see me locked up in a prison cell.

But they'll never get to do it!

I will not leave my people without their leader.

Have them prepare that mixture, Dick.

With the fang of the cobra.

(cannibals speaking foreign language)

- [Mark] Hey!

- [Sheila] Hey, we're here!

- [Mark] Down here!

(cannibals speaking foreign language)

(helicopter blades whirring)

(cannibals speaking foreign language)

Hey!

(water splashing)

(cannibals speaking foreign language)

Come on Mark, let's go!

- [Mark] Oh, Jesus...

I got him!

There's somebody down there!

Call Merauke!

It's gonna be a hell of a,

one hell of a fancy trick to pull them out of there.

- [Pilot] Take her down!

(helicopter blades whirring)

Come on, run, run!

- [Pilot] Come on, come on!

Shit!

Behind you, Mark!

(machete clashing)

(cannibal groaning)

(cannibal screaming)

(cannibals yelling)

Just like the movies!

♪ Mine eyes have seen the glory ♪

- [Jonas] We shall all be reunited soon in the everlasting

Kingdom of Glory

♪ He's trembling now ♪

Come, drink it.

Drink it with joy, brothers.

Don't be afraid.

Come, Meruna.

♪ Fateful lightning of His terrible swift sword ♪

♪ His truth is marching on ♪

Here, God bless you.

Fear not, my children.

Drink, and God bless you.

(man groaning)

- [Man] Goodbye, brethren.

Here, the child first. (woman crying)

Drink.

Drink it.

Drink it!

(woman screaming)

- [Woman] Billy!

Forgive me, oh Lord, and forgive me my sins.

Jonas!

Farewell, Jonas.

(Dick groaning)

(helicopter blades whirring)

(woman groaning)

(man groaning)

- [Pilot] Everyone...

(child crying)

(dramatic music)

The bodies of the 70 members

of the Purification Sect are still being recovered.

70 is the sad total of this absurd collective suicide

in the heart of the New Guinea jungle.

The man considered responsible for this grisly tragedy,

the man who allegedly passed around the poison

that killed 20 Americans and 50 natives

is held to be a certain Reverend Jonas,

or Mr. Jonas, known to his ex-followers

as the holy teacher, or divine leader.

Bonnie?

- [Bonnie] Thank you, Jack.

The body of Mr. Jonas has yet to be found.

Some maintain that he escaped death and ran away...

Take it easy, now.

Try to get some rest.

It'll work itself out.

Good morning, Sheila.

- [Sheila] Hi.

How are you today?

Better, thanks.

Anything new, Inspector?

Well the, uh, preliminary hearings have been set.

Tomorrow morning.

Ms. Morris, there's just one more thing.

The Commission would like you omit everything

regarding your encounter with the, uh, cannibals.

What?

Why is that?

Well, it's a touchy issue.

And public opinion just can't handle it.

Believe me.

There are also political and economic reasons as well.

Mmhmm.

Bye.

What am I supposed to say about my sister?

That she committed suicide?

Yes.

Oh no, Inspector.

I'm gonna tell the whole truth.

I don't give a damn about your political

or economic reasons.

The whole world has to know

that the stone age still exists.

Not everybody's living in the space age.

All right, look, look, all right, all right,

I understand, I understand.

And you?

You can go to hell.

You and your whole friggin' bank.

Sons of bitches.

Oh, they finally left.

Oh, what's the matter?

What's the matter?

Okay, I'll tell you what the matter is.

You see, your check here for $80,000 smackers?

It bounced like a big rubber ball.

You don't have a penny to your name, sweetheart.

Your sister, when she left for New York,

turned all the money over to Jonas.

And like the man said on TV,

nobody knows where the son of a bitch is.

You don't have very much good luck, do you, Mark?

Now who's gonna pay for your expenses?

That's what I'd like to know.

(dramatic music)