All language subtitles for Prophecy (1979)

(wind howling)

(animal panting)

(suspenseful orchestral music)
(dog barking)

(dog whimpering)

[Jim] Hit the release!

Hit the release!

What happened?

[Bill] Christ, I
couldn't find the release!

Christ, I've never seen
them do that before.

Whatever they're after
must be down in that gully.

[Jim] If it's down
there, must be a dead man.

[Bill] They don't pull
like that for no dead man.

(grunting)

(dog whimpering)

[Jim] Hey!

Lon, Lon, give us a hand.

(growling)

(grunting)

(grunting)

He's gone.

[Jim] I didn't hear him hit.

[Bill] Let's go down after him.

(dog panting)
(dog whining)

(dog whining)

Jim?

[Jim] Hey, Bill!

(dog whimpering)

(man screaming)

(suspenseful orchestral music)

(screaming)

(gasping)

(creature roaring)

(screaming)

(light classical music)

[Man] John, save the left stage booms.

Thank you.

(sighing)

I don't know why you
don't just tell him.

Because I know what he'll say.

The world's in such a mess,

it's unfair to bring a child into it.

Oh, crap.

That there are three
million unwanted children.

But the fact is,
Maggie, you're pregnant,

and it's your body, and it's your choice.

And if what you wanna do in this world

is make a beautiful baby,

then nobody, including a cynical husband,

has the right to stand in your way.

He's not cynical.

Obsessed.

He's dedicated.

Dedicated, obsessed,

call it what you like,

but if you get talked into
an abortion you don't want,

you'll never forgive yourself.

Why don't you get it over with?

Go home and tell him.

I need to pick the right time.

(siren blaring)

[Man] Must speak in a single voice.

They will listen!

We have heard that the Indian must fight

to keep what is his,

and that time has come again.

We will fight to keep our forests!

(siren wailing)

(upbeat funk music)

[Man] Hey, can I carry your bag?

(whistling)

Right up there, sir.

Okay.

Hey, take this for me and
show me where, will ya?

All right.

♪ What you got to do ♪

♪ You got to say what you got ♪

♪ Uh, now, even though
you don't have enough ♪

(baby crying)

Okay, thanks.

This way, please.

(baby crying)

Okay, it's all right.

Gonna be all right.

I showed it to the man.

He say it was chicken pox.

I say to him, there's rats in here.

He said, "This is chicken pox."

I said to him, ain't no chickens in here.

There's rats in here, and
them rats bit my baby.

You know what he said to me?

He said,

"The rats got to have room to live, too."

Does he live in this
building, your landlord?

(sniffling)

No, sir.

He lives in Georgetown.

He lives with the rich rats up there.

I'm gonna have to put
your baby in a hospital,

and I'm gonna be in
touch with your landlord.

How about putting my
landlord in the hospital?

That's what I'd like to do.

So would I, but let's take
care of your baby first, okay?

(baby crying)

[Vic] Rob?

Vic, what are you doing here?

[Vic] Looking for you.

Will you ride back with me?

Yeah, take him to emergency.

[Vic] You really look tired.

(ambulance siren blaring)

Oh, yeah?

The hours getting to you?

It's not the hours.

It's the damn futility.

God.

You know, I'll write a report
here that no one will read.

I'll file a lawsuit against a landlord

that'll be settled out of court.

Send that baby to the
hospital for a couple of days,

so he can come back here
and be eaten by rats again.

(huffs)

Feel like I'm banging my
head up against a wall.

I don't think anybody's listening.

You wanna know something?

If I could've planned your
side of this conversation,

I couldn't have done it better.

Remember that hearing I asked
you to come to this morning?

Sorry, sorry.

It was the Bureau of Indian Affairs.

They're listening to the complaints

of a couple of tribes from Maine.

They're about to get squeezed the way

the people in these tenements are.

Like these people are?

Are you crazy, Vic?

I saw the demonstrators this morning.

All right, all right, all right.

Listen to me, listen to me.

This paper company, Pitney
Mills Paper Company,

bought the timber rights to 100,000 acres

of forest in Maine.

The Indians claim the land is theirs,

and they blockaded access to the forest,

keeping the lumberjacks out.

The Supreme Court's
filed a restraining order

against the blockade.

Everybody's ready to kill each other,

and the whole thing is holding

for an Environmental Protection report.

What does the Environmental
Protection Agency

have to do with a land dispute?

Nobody wants to rule

on the legalities of who owns the land.

So they're trying to break the deadlock

on environmental grounds.

If we file a negative report,

then the lumber company won't
have much reason to proceed.

File a positive report,

the Indians will probably
have to give way.

Another political football?

If you're looking for a job
that's got permanent impact,

this is the one.

I mean, you're gonna set a precedent

that'll be very hard to break.

Vic, it's not my game.

I'm strictly a rat bite and gas leak man.

I can teach you what you need to know.

I can give you the books
to take up with you.

I'm in public health.

I'm a doctor.

And you know how to
deal with human beings.

The Indians are angry, and
so is the lumber company.

If we don't get full
cooperation from both of them,

we're gonna have a lot of trouble
getting enough information

for a thorough report.

I got all the tree experts I need.

I need someone who can deal with people.

Come on, come on.

It's two weeks of your time.

Take Maggie along.

It'll be good for both of you to get away.

(grand orchestral music)

It's beautiful.

It's so peaceful.

I'd forgotten the world
could look like this.

Maybe that's one of our problems.

We can't see the forest for the trees.

It's a joke.

Here, get that.

[Boy] Going camping?

Well, not exactly.

We're gonna be in a cabin.

We're gonna be outside,

by a river.

Hey, great.

And it's gonna take three
days to walk down there.

Sounds hard.

[Boy] Yeah, but that's the fun.

(engine rumbling)

What is that?

Look!

That's the damnedest
thing I've ever seen!

What do you think it's doing?

Beats me.

Mr. Verne.

Bethel Isely, Pitney Lumber Company.

How do you do?

Have a nice flight?

Indeed.

My wife, Maggie.

Mr. Isely.

Welcome to the state
of Maine, Mrs. Verne.

Hello.

Kelso!

I got a car for ya,
like your office wanted.

Somebody to drive it,

so you can ride up to the lake with me.

Fine.

That a Ruggieri?

Montagnana.

You know cellos.

Well, I know wood.

That's got a balsam
back and a spruce belly

and a maple bridge.

There's three different
kinds of trees in there.

Very impressive.

I can't carry a tune
in a bucket, though.

Hollis!

Excuse me.

Here you go.

It's the biggest fiddle you ever saw.

Yes, sir.

What's that dog doing up in the air?

[Bethel] Oh, that's what's left

of our search and rescue team.

Secure that well!

Beg your pardon?

I don't quite understand.

Oh, couple of men got
lost up in the mountains.

Men from our company, as a matter of fact.

Lumberjacks.

They sent up a search
team from Androscoggin

to go looking for them.

Couple of days later, one
of the search dogs shows up

at a ranger station.

No sign of the people
who brought her in there.

What do you suppose happened to them?

Well, I guess they got lost, too.

Rescue team?

Is that possible?

Look, I'll be truthful with you.

This particular forest
isn't too safe right now.

Why's that?

Excuse me, Rob, we'd
like to tie your bag.

That's okay.

Well, the Indians,
they're angry in there.

They're trying to keep the lumber company

out any way they can.

People start disappearing, and
the Indians spread the word

that they were taken by Katahdin.

That's one of their legends.

They call it Katahdin.

(chuckling)

Yeah, it's sort of a Bigfoot,
I guess, only it's uglier.

Yeah, it's larger than a dragon
and got the eyes of a cat.

Yeah, they've thrown in
everything but the kitchen sink.

Oh, yes, my wife put together
a box of groceries for you.

[Maggie] Yes, thank you.

I saw that.

I guess you're gonna have
everything you're gonna need.

You follow me in there, Kelso.

[Kelso] Right, sir.

You see, the idea of this legend

is to frighten the lumberjacks out.

They're almost as
superstitious as the Opies.

Opies, Opies?

O.P.s.

Original people.

Yeah, that's what they
call themselves now.

The Anishinaabegs, Passamaquoddy,

Wampanoags and the Yuroks,

they all joined together.

Call themselves the Opies.

Mr. Verne.

What about those people,
the ones who disappeared?

Well, I'll tell ya something.

If you ask me, I wouldn't have
sent a search team in there.

I'd have sent a posse.

Why is that?

You think the Indians did it?

No doubt in my mind.

(grand orchestral music)

There's the general store

and post office and
Laundromat, Mrs. Verne.

You can leave your money in
that bank there, if you wanna.

You know, all that stuff

about the paper companies
ruining the forests,

that's pure myth.

We've been running a pulp
operation on the upper Espee here

for 20 years now.

We plant seedlings every time we harvest.

That land is more stable today than it was

when God himself made it.

Well, to give him his due,

he didn't have modern science to help him.

He didn't have hydroponics
and silviculture techniques.

I'd say he did pretty well
under the circumstances.

What with his limited education.

(all chuckling)

Yeah.

What's this?

Mr. Hawks.

These people are from the
Environmental Protection Agency.

I'd appreciate being let through.

No car from the lumber
company gets through here.

This is against the law, John.

The law has not brought justice.

The Supreme Court has
issued a restraining order

against this blockade.

And which Supreme
Court is that, Mr. Isely?

The Supreme Court of the United States.

Yes, we've tried that Supreme Court.

Now we're going to one that's higher.

You a part of this, Ramona?

By birth, Mr. Isely.

Can we walk in?

It's 10 miles.

Is there another road?

No, Mrs. Verne, there isn't.

John, tell your people
to get out of the way.

Kelso!

Cut down those two trees, please.

(suspenseful orchestral music)

Mr. Isely...

I don't get the point.

What are you trying to prove?

Nobody's going to get hurt.

The point is not to be intimidated.

Cut them down.

(chainsaw whirring)

Don't let this happen!

[Bethel] Are you gonna
stand aside, Hawks?

I'm gonna tell you right now!

You cut my head off before
you cut these trees!

Oh, come on!

Take them down!

Wait a minute, wait a minute!

(suspenseful orchestral music)

(grunting)

(chainsaw revving)

Stop it!

Stop it, please!

Make him stop it!

Open the chain, John.

I won't open it!

Open it, God damn it!

What the hell does this prove, anyway?

[Ramona] That they're murderers.

No, it doesn't prove a damn thing!

Now open it!

No!

(chainsaw revving)

Open it!

Don't!

(dramatic orchestral music)

[Bethel] These are
violent people, Mr. Verne.

They get drunk and they get violent.

You gotta show them
when you mean business.

(grand orchestral music)

(light orchestral music)

(duck squawking)

(suspenseful orchestral music)

(duck squawking)

[Rob] I swear, Maggie,

that must have been a world's record.

I've never heard of such a big salmon.

Well, this is the land of Paul Bunyan

and his giant ox, Babe.

Was that Maine?

Sure was.

Well, there might be something to it.

That fish was a giant.

[Maggie] Maybe you'll
go home with a trophy.

(chuckling)

I can't get over it.

God knows what would
happen if I hooked into it.

Hmm, taste this.

Aphrodisia.

You think you could catch any more?

Are you kidding?

I'm one of the world's great fishermen.

Well, you fish, and I'll eat.

(chuckles)

Now that's a relationship.

(crickets chirping)

(animal grunting)

[Maggie] Do you wanna know something?

I was so proud of you today.

[Rob] That made the ghetto seem

suddenly very peaceful to me.

You know something else?

I was jealous of that Indian woman.

She had so much courage to be so strong

when she was frightened,

to demand her own way.

It's a kind of courage
I don't have much of.

Oh, I don't know about that.

I think it takes a lot of
courage to put up with me.

I love you.

I love you so much, I wish
there were more of you.

Well, I could easily put on 20 pounds.

I mean, I wish there were more of us.

I'm sorry.

It's something I want to discuss.

[Rob] Now?

Why not now?

Everything's so perfect.

[Rob] You know how I feel.

When I was a child, my mother told me

I had to eat everything on my plate

because there were starving
children in the world.

It didn't make any sense to me.

Now you tell me I mustn't get pregnant

because there are starving children

in the world, and that doesn't
make any sense to me, either.

[Rob] It does to me.

You're afraid, aren't you?

I don't know.

I don't know about a
lot of things anymore.

I feel like

I've been going around and around

a racetrack at 100 miles an hour,

and I wound up where I started.

No one else was in the race.

I love you.

I love you.

I love you.

(animal screeching)

(animal screeching)

(raccoon screeching)
(ominous orchestral music)

(raccoon screeching)

(screaming)
(suspenseful orchestral music)

(screaming)

(weeping)

(dramatic orchestral music)

(upbeat disco music)

♪ Sweet ride ♪

♪ Sweet ride ♪

What's wrong, Dad?

Turn that thing off.

But you said I could play
it for another 10 minutes.

Just turn it off.

♪ Sweet ride ♪

What is it?

Nothing.

Can I turn it on again?

Yeah.

(upbeat disco music)

(animal grunting)

(all chattering)

The soil's a clay base.

I'm sending samples on tomorrow.

Yeah.

Oh, listen, Vic.

I'm including a couple of
tissue samples from the raccoon.

Check them out for me, will you?

No, I examined them, but,
no, it wasn't rabies.

I don't know what it is,

but there's definitely something wrong.

Yeah.

Okay.

Yeah, you should be.

Oh, she's fine.

Talk to you Tuesday.

Mr. Verne.

My name is John Hawks.

I remember.

I'd like you to come
with us, if you would.

What for?

I want to speak with you.

Right here will be fine.

Are you afraid of us?

Somewhat.

Because of what you've heard?

No, it's not what I've
heard, but what I've seen.

You've heard we're
drunks, we're violent,

and that we're murderers.

And that's what they're
saying about us in Washington,

because they're discounting
our rights with these lies.

I can understand how you must feel,

but my work here has nothing to do...

Are you deaf like the rest?

I'm a fairly well-educated
person, Mr. Verne.

I was educated at your schools.

I studied your laws.

I perfected your language.

Of course, your laws have
never really applied to us,

but your language, it seems to have

been wasted in the Indian's mouth,

because, well, you refuse to hear.

Why is it you refuse to hear?

Oh, I can hear.

But I can also see.

You seem surprised that
people think you're violent.

The violence is always provoked.

By whom?

It was necessary.

It was suicidal.

Tell me, for what you believe in,

you willing to die?

Look, I'm here to study the environment.

I'm curious.

What's your concept of the
environment, Mr. Verne?

Is it rocks?

Oh, come on!

This...

'Cause the environment is us,

and it's being mangled.

I'm gonna make something clear to you.

My people are violently ill.

They're beginning to lose their faculties.

They stagger and they fall,

and this has nothing to do with alcohol,

as these villagers claim.

My people are fishermen.

Their lives are clean.

I'm a midwife,

and I've seen children
born dead, born deformed.

So badly some have
had to be put to death.

Three times we have
been to the government,

and three times they've turned us away.

You see, the end of this
forest is the end of my people.

Don't talk about the environment

as though it had nothing to do with us.

These people want us to go with them.

They have some things
they want to show us.

I think we should go.

(dramatic orchestral music)

Is this your village?

No.

This is the home of Hector M'Rai.

My grandfather.

This is the last remnant

of how my people once lived.

I wanted you to see this before you

see what we've become.

My grandfather built this place,

and to him it's very sacred.

These are the people from the government.

How many?

Well, there are two of us, sir.

Is that enough?

Well, we're working very hard.

That good.

Your home is very beautiful.

Thank you.

Don't mistake these tents for his home.

His home is this whole forest.

You know, just three days
ago I was visiting a place

where there were 11 people
living in a single room.

Oh, yes?

I just thought you should know.

What, that we are asking too much?

That there are people in this world

fighting for a single
inch of living space.

Yes, because they fought too late.

This camp is as the old people did it.

I'm teaching these young people

so that someone here will remember.

There are underground tunnels
beneath the frost line

to store perishables.

The forest provides more food

than a man could possibly need.

Here, everything grows big.

Real big.

Well, I saw a salmon
that took my breath away.

It is the Garden of Eden.

(mysterious orchestral music)

I've let no one come here.

You are the first to see it.

[Maggie] It's magical.

[John] We were once a magical people.

It's true.

When I was a child, every
rock, every tree had a story.

The whole forest was filled with legends.

We heard about one of them.

[Ramona] Yes?

"Katydah" something.

Katahdin.

Katahdin is no legend.

My grandfather is the
oldest person in our tribe.

It's his duty to foster these beliefs.

I have seen him.

And what does he look like?

He is part of all things created,

and he bears a mark

of each of God's creatures.

You say that with great affection.

He has wakened to protect us.

Why are these logs in here?

They come twice each
year, then they disappear.

What is that?

(speaking foreign language)

[Ramona] He says he will show you

why he calls it the Garden of Eden.

(speaking foreign language)

[Maggie] Rob.

What's wrong?

These are feeder roots.

They should be underground.

[John] Here.

(speaking foreign language)

It's a tadpole.

I told you things grow big here.

You've seen this before?

No.

No one has seen them.

They're only in this pond.

[Rob] What does this pond feed into?

The Espee River.

That's where the paper mill is.

(suspenseful orchestral music)

This is the flume.

All the wood that's unfit for lumberyards

is cut into sections,

fed down this channel
into the grinding machine.

It's a very simple process in
a very conventional industry.

We even use stone grinders
to turn the logs into pulp.

Oh, let me give you a
hand here, Mrs. Verne.

(machine grinding)

Once here, the pulp is bleached.

With the exception of grocery bags,

nobody likes paper that isn't white.

What do you use to bleach it with?

Chlorine.

But it stays right here in the plant.

None of it goes out into the water?

No, sir, not a drop.

I'd like to see more.

This way.

You all right?

I'm fine.

You see now, when the
pulp gets down here,

it's pressed into sheets
and dried into paper.

You feel all right?

You better stand over here, Mrs. Verne.

That sheet's traveling
3,000 feet a minute.

Now, you see, the pulp is fibrous.

When it's dry, those fibers
interconnect, forming a solid.

And the only chemical you
use in this plant is chlorine?

Yes.

Oh, no, excuse me.

There's a caustic solution that's used

in the grinding process,

but it's biodegradable,
approved by the EPA,

and it doesn't go into the watershed.

(machine whirring)

Well, I guess that's it, Mrs. Verne.

Thank you.

Well, clean as a whistle, huh?

Thank you, sir.

Tell me something.

[Bethel] Yeah.

What happens to the
trees before they get here?

They get floated down the
river to the plant here.

That's it?

You don't hold them anywhere?

Yeah, if we get stacked up.

Where do you hold them?

Oh, various places.

Ponds?

You hold them in ponds?

Probably, softens them up to soak them.

Do you soak them in chemicals?

Well, you're gettin'
out of my area here.

Transport's handled by
a private contractor.

I asked you a question.

Well, I'm answering your question.

You're responsible for whatever effluent

goes out of this plant.

You hire the contractors.

You sell the product.

You're accountable for
whatever goes on here.

Rob, stop it.

Now, just...

How many pages in this
report you're gonna write?

I asked you a question.

Now let me ask you a question.

How many pages, 100?

How many copies, 1,000, maybe?

I wanna know what
chemicals you're using.

We're talking about 100,000 pieces

of paper just for your report.

Am I far off?

Eh?

And how many sheets of paper

are in all those filing
cabinets in Washington?

You're not answering me.

I am answering you!

Now, I supply what you demand.

You're responsible, too.

Now, unless you want to start

filling your filing cabinets with rocks

and wiping your nose with cactus...

I wanna know what you soak the logs in.

What chemical?

None.

I don't believe that!

Well, then you take water samples.

That's what we do.

Yes, sir.

Now, look, if those logs
were soaked in chemicals,

it would squeeze out
in the pulping process

right into the watershed
in front of this plant.

Now, we test that water every 10 days,

and there's not a damn
thing floating out there

that we don't know about,

or anything that's harmful
to the environment.

Now, excuse me, Mrs. Verne.

[Maggie] That's okay.

Go on!

Go test the water!

We got nothing to hide!

(crane whirring)

Let it down.

Take it in there.

I told you to watch the tide.

[Rob] Yeah.

You okay?

[Bethel] Hold the boat.

Let's get them in there.

Get them out of here.

[Rob] Sorry about that.

I didn't realize.

[Bethel] We tried to tell ya.

[Rob] I know you did.

It's my fault.

[Bethel] Okay, let's go, boys.

Move it out.

I believe him.

Why?

Why would he have offered
to let you test the water?

Maybe it wasn't in the water.

Huh?

Maybe it's heavier than water.

That silvery stuff on your boot.

(ominous orchestral music)

Is it dry?

Yes.

They gave us a trick
question in medical school.

"What's the only liquid in
the world that isn't wet?"

What was the answer?

Mercury.

"Inorganic methylmercury, known as PMT."

"Used as a de-sliming
agent that collects algae"

"and prevents it from forming
on pre-processed timber."

"Its widespread use discontinued in 1956"

"when evidence of its fatal effects"

"were seen in the deaths of 100,000 people"

"in Minamata, Japan."

Rob, what is it?

It's methylmercury poisoning,
that's what it is.

This whole place has been contaminated.

How do you know?

The Indians eat the fish,

and they behave like they're drunk

when they haven't had a drop of liquor.

That raccoon convulsing
and turning vicious,

its brain turned to mush.

Even that old man, that Indian.

You saw the burns on his fingers.

Is that from mercury?

It's from cigarettes.

The reason he didn't
feel it is from mercury.

You see, it acts on the nervous system.

It destroys the brain.

Why are they using it?

Why?

Listen to this.

Described as the most potent neurotoxin

of the post-World War II age.

Listen.

Used from 1948 to 1956

in pulping processes as a cheap
and effective caustic agent.

That's why they use
it, because it's cheap!

From forming on waterlogged timber.

It is also known for its
mutagenic properties,

concentrating in the bodies

of fish and plankton-eating crustacea,

affecting the fetal development

of everything that ingests it.

For 20 years, it's been
pouring into this water.

The ratio of toxin to blood level...

It's in the fish, is that it?

And everything that eats the fish.

It was discovered after extensive testing

that it is the only mutagen

that jumps the placental barrier,

concentrating in fetal blood cells,

where it adheres to the DNA

and corrupts the chromosomes.

The ratio of toxin to blood level

is 30% higher in the developing
fetus than in the host.

It was discovered after extensive testing

that it is the only mutagen

that jumps the placental barrier,

concentrating in fetal blood cells,

where it adheres to the DNA
and corrupts the chromosomes.

"Jumps the placental barrier."

What does that mean?

[Rob] It's a mutagen.

A mutagen.

What is that?

Freakism!

Freakism.

That's what's been going on out there.

That's why there's a goddamn
salmon five feet long

and a tadpole the size of
what a bullfrog should be.

And stillbirths.

What?

[Rob] That's what
that Indian woman said,

and deformed children.

God knows what else has
been going on out there.

So, if a pregnant animal
ate some fish, it could...

Yes.

My God.

Is it possible?

Yes.

[Rob] The size of a dragon.

What?

The size of a dragon,

isn't that what Isely said at the airport?

And something about eyes, cat's eyes.

And the old man, the Indian,

didn't he describe that creature as being

a part of everything in God's creation?

Isn't that what he said?

Yes.

Let me try and put this together.

A developing fetus goes
through certain distinct,

a developing fetus goes through
certain distinct phases.

Each phase represents a
specific stage of evolution.

A human fetus, for instance,

at one stage, it's a fish.

It looks like a fish.

It's got fins and gills.

At another, it's amphibian, webbed hands,

at another, reptilian,
at another, it's feline,

developing upward in the
distinct shapes and phases

of the evolutionary scale.

If this chemical,

methylmercury, adheres to the DNA,

DNA's a chromosomal fixative.

Well, it could freeze certain parts

at one evolutionary stage,

while the other parts continue growing.

You follow?

Yes.

Uh, a pregnant animal ingests the fish,

and it corrupts the fetus

to the point where it
gives birth to a monster.

(tape rewinding)

Corrupts the fetus to the point

where it gives birth to a monster.

How much fish would it take for...

It concentrates in
the fetal blood cells.

How much?

Very little.

I'll need proof.

You're not sure?

Well, I've got to get blood samples.

Our first priority is these people.

How long before you'll know?

A week, 10 days.

(brush rustling)

(suspenseful orchestral music)

(monster roaring)
(girl screaming)

(screaming)

(yells)

(growling)

(speaking foreign language)

Thank you.

Mike?

Mike Greenbriar.

How old are you?

[Mike] 28.

(dog barking)

What's going on here?

There were more killings
in the forest last night,

and we're not waiting for any more.

[Rob] Who was killed?

A family up at Mary's Bend.

What makes you think these people

had anything to do with it?

They're guilty as hell, Verne.

I want the following
people to step forward

as their names are read.

John Hawks.

[Rob] Where's the evidence?

The evidence is at the hospital.

It's in baskets.

[Man] Mr. Hawks, are
you gonna step forward?

Well, Hawks, you gonna
step forward as instructed?

Stop!

Stop that man.

(all chattering)

(glass breaking)

(yelling)

Let him go, Charlie.

We'll get him later.

Get these other Opies.

I'm sorry, Mr. Verne.

Sorry, Mrs. Verne.

We just gotta do it.

Mary's Bend.

You know where it is?

Yeah.

I want to go there.

Just follow us right to the car.

Okay?

[Man] Steven Sky.

(helicopter whirring)

Where's the bend?

Around that ridge.

There's an inlet.

Can we go down?

[Pilot] Just for a minute.

I don't like the look of that sky.

This is helicopter
Ray-Zebra-2-3-Yankee to base.

Breaking radio contact.

Do you copy?

[Man] I read you five-by-five.

(ominous orchestral music)

(thunder cracking)

[Rob] Stay in here out of the rain.

Now look, we got about five
or 10 minutes at the most!

- Okay.
- This way.

What's the matter, airsick?

A little.

Got just the thing.

(thunder crashing)

Ammonia.

No.

You'd better take just a whiff.

The way this weather looks,

it's gonna be a rough and
bumpy ride going home.

Okay?

(ominous orchestral music)

(thunder crashing)

Ramona.

What could have done this?

A bear, perhaps.

That deep?

(thunder cracking)

That from a bear?

No.

What is it, then?

You know this forest.

What could it be?

[Ramona] John!

(thunder cracking)

Boy, I'm in here tight.

If this wind kicks up any higher,
I can't clear those trees.

Sure hope you and your friends

don't mind walking out of here.

You remember we talked
about those poachers?

See those nets over there?

They string them across the river

and catch everything that comes down.

(squawking)

(gasping)

[Maggie] Rob!

(squawking)

Maggie!

What is it?

There are two of them, and one's alive.

(crying)
(ominous orchestral music)

We gotta get this one warm.

Leave it here.

Let it die.

Let it die?

Do you know what this is?

This is evidence.

This may be the evidence

that'll save your people and this forest.

John, get the other one.

Let's get out of here!

[Pilot] No way!

[Rob] What do you mean?

[Pilot] You see those trees?

That's 40 miles an hour!

I gotta get someplace warm!

[John] So what do we do?

[Pilot] Take shelter!

How long?

[Pilot] Two hours, maybe less.

We don't have the time!

I've gotta get this
thing back or it'll die!

[Pilot] What is that?

Never mind.

Come on.

[Pilot] I warned you when we came down.

I can't do it!

Christ.

How far is your village?

Too far.

10 miles.

Is there something else, someplace else?

My grandfather.

Tents?

It's only half a mile.

Look, I need someplace where it's warm,

where I can work on this
thing to keep it alive.

We can build fires inside.

We can make it warm.

[Maggie] Let's go there.

There's no other choice.

Okay, let's go.

(suspenseful orchestral music)

(speaking foreign language)

[Ramona] John!

John!

It's all right!

They're not here!

M'Rai?

[Rob] Which one?

[Ramona] Go in that one, go in that one.

(speaking foreign language)

Get this inside!

We're gonna need some light in here.

Can we get some light?

[Ramona] The old man is gone.

They don't know where.

[Rob] I said, could you get
me some more light in here?

[Ramona] Here, here's a lantern.

[Rob] Now, you said you
could get this place warm.

[Ramona] I'll bring in some embers.

[Rob] Can these people help us?

They can send someone from the village.

Send them.

Tell them to get people here.

I want people to see this.

Is there a newspaper in town?

Yes.

Get them here with a camera.

And people from that paper
mill, and that sheriff.

Not that sheriff.

I can't do that.

Hawks!

He'll see the truth here,

and you have more at stake
in this truth than I have.

Please hurry.

Can you get that lantern above the table?

(speaking foreign language)

[Maggie] Will it die?

I don't know.

I hope to keep its heart
beating with a little adrenalin.

Do you want some rags?

Yeah, not too hot.

Not steaming.

Nothing down there but dirt.

Any supplies?

Not any that I could see.

(squawking)

[Rob] What I could really
use is a sterile jar.

[Man] I've got a jar
of vitamins in my pack.

Look.

(screeching)

Can't you stop it?

I don't dare sedate it.

(screeching)

Here's the rag.

That'll help.

Here's your jar.

Okay.

Maggie?

Maggie.

Yes?

In my bag there's some surgical tubing.

(creature screeching)

(dramatic orchestral music)

Come on.

I know it's a nightmare, okay?

But it'll be over soon.

We'll get out of here in the morning

and go home tomorrow.

You know what that old man said about

this creature awakening to protect them?

In a strange way, that's true.

This is gonna stop what's going on.

People can't ignore it anymore.

There's a reason.

There's a reason it's happened.

There's a reason why we're here.

[Maggie] I'm pregnant.

What?

I'm pregnant.

And I ate what the mother
of those creatures ate.

(sobbing)

It's not a nightmare that's gonna end.

It's just beginning
because it's inside me.

I'm pregnant.

It's the ugliest sound I've ever heard.

Why didn't I know?

You didn't wanna know!

I tried to tell you,
but you wouldn't listen!

You were too busy playing
God to be a human being!

I thought having a baby

would bring us closer together.

It's not a baby anymore.

(weeping)

Maggie...

No!

Ah.

[Rob] We can take care of it.

No!

I can't kill it!

I wanted a baby.

I know.

I know.

We'll get through it.

[Maggie] It wants to be born.

Mr. Verne!

I feel it.

(creature screaming)

(vehicle approaching)

I'll stay in the tunnels
until they're gone.

Mr. Verne, what's the meaning of this?

It's the answer, Mr. Isely,

to some very

important questions.

(creature squawking)

This is a result of methylmercury

spilling out of your plant.

My God.

Did you know?

(creature screeching)

Did you know?

I didn't want to.

(rustling)
(ominous orchestral music)

M'Rai!

Welcome.

(creature roaring)

(man screaming)

(screaming)

(roaring)
(grunting)

(screaming)

(car exploding)
(roaring)

(screaming)

Get into these tunnels!

The tunnels!

Get into these tunnels!

(screaming)

(roaring)

(screaming)

(all panting)

(screaming)

(roaring)

(explosion booming)

(roaring)

(roaring)

(roaring in distance)

(roaring in distance)

(man screaming)

(creature grunting)

(man yells)

(roaring)

(man grunts)

(creature squawking)

(rumbling)

(muffled squawks)

(roaring)

(man screaming)

(man screaming)
(creature roaring)

(Maggie screaming)

(ominous orchestral music)

(dramatic orchestral music)

(sobbing)

[Rob] Hawks, the pilot's barely alive.

We gotta get him to town.

[John] The town is too far.

It's 12 miles.

[Ramona] Our village is closer.

[Rob] He's in a coma.

Can we carry him that far?

[John] I can make a
stretcher to carry that pilot.

[Rob] Will there be
a car in the village?

[John] No, but there's shelter there,

and we can send for help.

[Bethel] It'll take too long.

If we send someone from the village,

by the time they get back,

we'll be looking at nightfall again.

[Rob] And what's our alternative?

Who knows when that damn
thing will come back?

[John] What about the helicopter?

There's a radio in there.

[Rob] No, it doesn't work
unless it's up in the air.

[Bethel] There's a microwave tower.

It's on the top of Mount Emery,

controls all the
communication in this area.

[Rob] How far is that?

[Bethel] Six, seven miles, maybe.

[Rob] Can't walk six
miles through the forest

not knowing where that damn thing is.

I can.

You go to the village.

I'll go there.

If I can make contact,

you'll be out of here by nightfall.

Now, let me do this, now.

(sighing)

(dramatic orchestral music)

Ah!

(creature screeching)

(panting)

(flies buzzing)

(ominous orchestral music)

(roaring)
(screaming)

(creature grunting)

(gasping)

(creature grunting)

(grunting)

(roaring)

(crunching)
(screaming)

[Rob] Where did they go?

[Ramona] They've taken everything.

[Rob] Where can we put him?

[John] Let's take him inside.

(chanting in foreign language)

(suspenseful orchestral music)

[Rob] I think we'd better try for town.

[Ramona] He's delirious.

[Rob] I don't wanna
spend the night here.

Listen, three-quarters
of a mile from here,

where they cut the trees,
they left a carrier.

Carrier?

It's like a tank.

It's used for moving equipment.

It'll go through anything.

Will it run?

There are tools in the cabin.

I'm gonna cross the wires.

How long will it take to get to town?

If we leave now,
three hours, maybe four.

[Ramona] It'll be night by then.

It'll be night here, too.

But we have shelter here.

This isn't shelter enough.

Let's go.

(suspenseful orchestral music)

Come up here.

(creature crying)

(roaring)
(screaming)

(roaring)

(roaring)

(creature crying)

(screaming)

(screaming)
(suspenseful orchestral music)

(roaring)

(screaming)

(crunching)

(roaring)

(panting)

[John] The cabin!

(Maggie screaming)

(creature screeching)

Maggie.

(creature growling)

Katahdin.

Katahdin!

(Ramona screams)

(roaring)

No!

(roaring)

(roaring)

(groaning)
(panting)

(coughing)

(roaring)

(roaring)

It's coming.

(roaring)
(ominous orchestral music)

It's drowned.

It's drowned.

It's drowned!

It's drowned!

It's drowned.

(rob weeping)

(gurgling)

(gurgling)

It's drowned.

It's drowned.

(roaring)

(screaming)

(suspenseful orchestral music)

Let's barricade this place!

Maggie, light!

(hammering)

Christ!

(banging)

(creature grunting)

(roaring)

(gun firing)
(roaring)

(suspenseful orchestral music)

(roaring)

(gun firing)
(roaring)

(roaring)

(roaring)

(creature grunting)

(roaring)

(grunting)

(creature screaming)

(grunting)

(screeching)

(yelling)

(grunting)

(screaming)

(grunting)

(dramatic orchestral music)

(grand orchestral music)

(roaring)

(ominous orchestral music)

(ominous orchestral music)