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Savage Harvest 1994

Bewerkt door Doady

- KMJW News and information radio.

It's 7:30 a.m. Friday morning,

we'll see a high of 86 today, plenty of humidity,

and partly cloudy skies.

It will stay warm through the evening,

but then turn much cooler after midnight.

Well, the flood waters in many area communities

are finally starting to go down.

This means home and business owners are

getting their first indications of the damage

caused by this disaster.

Unfortunately, it is now evident that

losses are double or sometimes triple

the initial estimates.

As the flood waters continue to recede,

property owners are realizing that the

worst visions of chaos and destruction

are yet to be seen.

- Up until now, we haven't been able to do

a whole lot with the place, the old owners

held their last day of camp just last week,

but now that they're on their way out,

we can get ourselves moved in.

However, to start getting organized,

we really need to fill the position of

associate camp director.

- Trish, come on.

- Mikki, have a heart.

Where else am I gonna find someone as reliable as you?

It's a true miracle, the timing of all of this.

Your training in college, and then an opportunity like this?

- Reliable as you think I am, I'm still pretty

young to be helping around a children's camp.

- Look, you have your training from college,

so you are qualified, and you've been

coming to Imperial Baptist since you were

a baby, so we trust you, and two months ago,

when our Church Sunday pay person bought

this place they had you in mind to

help me run it.

- I know, Trish, I just...

Look, there's gonna be a lot of kids at this camp,

and it's just more responsibility than I'm

ready for right now.

- Okay.

Tell you what, things won't be set in stone

for another few days, so if you do change

your mind, or if you wanna talk to me some

more about the job, just let me know, okay?

- All right.

- Did the girls even ask Jeff to go with us?

- No, I think Mikki and Jeff are fightin' again.

- Has Jeff always been a jerk?

- Well, I haven't known Jeff all that long,

but I think he used to be pretty cool.

Of course, then he was born.

- Hey, Karen? - Loretta?

Are you guys early, or am I runnin' late?

- We're early, just wanted to let you know we're here.

- We still have to get Mikki, don't we?

- Yeah, we're picking her up at the camp.

- Have you, uh, talked to Mikki's sister lately?

- Mmm, yeah.

A couple weeks ago.

Mikki dropped by to return some stuff she borrowed,

and Diana was with her.

Why? What's up with Diana?

- Hello?

Yeah Jeff, what do you need?

Look, Jeff, nobody's sneakin' round behind your back,

if you wanna know something, just ask me,

don't start in bitchin' about it.

Jeff, I have an aunt and uncle who live an

hour south of here, they need some help

cleanin' out an old barn, and they said if

I brought some friends down to help,

we can all camp out by the lake for the weekend.

So that is what Mark, Loretta, Nathan,

Mikki, and I are doing.

Is this all right over the phone, Jeff,

or would you like it all in writing?

- Hey, tell him to mind his own business.

- Jeff, we didn't ask you along because

you and Mikki aren't doing so hot together,

and Mikki didn't ask if you could come along,

so I think she's lookin' forward to

a few days away from you.

Well, that's between you and her, Jeff.

I gotta go, bye.

♫ It didn't happen to us overnight

♫ You took the car and I went on in spite

♫ I read the letter that you sent to me

♫ It said that certain things weren't meant to be

♫ To be

♫ When I returned from my heart's jet lag

♫ I put your pictures in a plastic bag

♫ I put your address, but for some good names

♫ Sat back and watched the thing go up in flames

♫ In flames

♫ Take a bunch of memories that you've gone somewhere

♫ Throw away that caution to the cold night air

♫ Scatter 'em to the stars above

♫ 'Cause I don't care

♫ The reasons why

♫ In the moonlight from a night gone by

- Hey Karen, isn't this the first time you've

been out doing anything since the accident?

- Yeah, and it feels awesome.

I'm so glad to be out of that damn house.

Hey, you guys are gonna love my uncle's place,

the lake is really pretty.

- I can't wait, this is gonna be really nice.

- Mikki, does it bother you that

Jeff isn't coming along?

- No, you left it pretty much up

to me if I wanted to bring someone else.

It'll probably do me and Jeff some good

to stay out of each other's hair for a while.

- Maybe after some time to cool off,

you two can work things out.

I mean, how bad has it gotten?

- Well, it's just the same stupid stuff.

Dumb arguments over nothing, I don't know.

He certainly can be a jerk sometimes.

- Don't think about it, Mikki.

Just enjoy the weekend.

- Jeff, I certainly appreciate you

comin' down to help us out.

- It's not a problem, Karen's a good friend,

couldn't pass up her invitation to come down.

- Yeah, she's quite a young lady.

- So your property goes back pretty far, huh?

- Yeah, it does, the road behind the house

there goes back to the old farm, and that's where

the barn's at that I need to get cleared out,

and then, back about another half mile or

so back to the lake.

- Really, what do you need to clear out of the barn?

- Well, see, this was my dad's property,

and he passed away a little over a year ago,

left all this to my wife Linda and myself,

and the lake back there is great,

we really like it, but my dad's work area

around the barn and everything back there is

really junked up, actually, he was quite a tinkerer,

and he worked on, repaired, and stored just about

everything from old cars to kitchen appliances.

- Really, what was his job?

- Well, it had nothin' to do with his tinkering.

Actually, he was a researcher for various museums.

He researched and wrote about Native Americans.

He actually had a few things published.

Along with this property, I sort of inherited

that fascination with Native Americans myself,

I like to study their myths and legends,

just as a hobby.

- That sounds cool.

- Yeah, it is, it really is.

Anyway, I sold that part of the property back there.

Around the barn, Dad's work area, and all of

his junk included, but the thing is,

I have some things back there that are not junk

that I need to get moved out and moved up

to my basement, that's why I called Karen and

asked her to come down with some friends,

and it looks like the rest of the crew is here right now.

- Gary, hi! - Hi.

- Hello, Jeff.

- How you doin'? - Better than ever.

- Good, good.

Ready to get back to those physics classes?

- Better than sittin' at home.

- Hey, Mark, how are you? - Real good, Gary.

- Good.

- Uh, these are your hardworking volunteers,

that's Loretta and Nathan. - Hi.

- Mikki. - Hi.

- And I see you've met Jeff. - Yeah.

Well, it's a pleasure meetin' all you guys,

I appreciate you comin' down, my wife was

lookin' forward to meetin' you as well,

but she has a touch of the flu,

and she'll probably be out and about tomorrow.

In the meantime, you guys just make yourself

at home and go set up your tent down by the lake

or whatever you like, I don't really see any

need to get started until tomorrow.

- Great. Oh, Jeff?

May I please speak with you alone?

- Um, I wanna talk to you, I'll be right back, okay?

- Okay.

- What the hell are you doin' here?

Does my uncle think I invited you?

- Now, calm down, Karen, I just wanted to

come down and see if I could stay with

you guys this weekend.

- How'd you find your way here?

- Your mom gave me directions, now listen,

I've been thinkin' about this stuff with

me and Mikki and all these dumbass fights,

and well, I just kinda wanted to see if

I could patch things up and I figured this

would be a good weekend to do it.

Now, if you want me to leave, I will,

but I'd like you to give me a chance.

- Well, you're down here now.

I'm not gonna make you leave.

But no bullshit this weekend, okay, Jeff?

- You got it, thanks, Karen.

You know, I'm really glad I came down this weekend.

And I'm really glad you were willing to talk to me.

- I think we should talk more often.

- You're right, you're right.

I want you to know I meant it when I said

I was gonna try harder, I mean, I really

want you to understand that.

- I think an elaborate romantic evening out

next weekend could convince me.

- Lady, you got a deal.

- What all did Gary's dad do back here?

- Oh, a little bit of everything.

Obviously.

- Looks like we've got a pretty big

job ahead of us tomorrow.

- Oh, great, that's just what I wanted to hear.

- So, we gonna do any of the usual camping stuff?

Roast marshmallows, tell ghost stories?

- Get rained on, get poison ivy,

get bit by a snake?

- Hey, guys, mind if I join you?

- Not at all, have a seat.

- I was lookin' through some of my stuff

at the house earlier, including this here,

thought I'd come down and see if you guys

might wanna check it out.

- Oh, is this about the Indians?

- Yeah, it is, actually.

I've made researching the history of this

area sort of a hobby, and there's some

pretty strange stories about the Indians

that once lived here.

I mean, you know, it's all just myths and legends.

- Sounds cool to me.

- This place has a fascinating past.

In the late 1830s, there were a tribe of

Cherokee that settled this land.

They were part of the Trail of Tears

that passed through here.

Well, there was a small group of 'em managed to

break away and bury themselves deep enough into the

hills that they weren't discovered by the military.

And their primary religious leader was their medicine man.

He was responsible for the overall spiritual

well-being of the group.

There were other religious medical members of

the community that were below the medicine man.

They were called atigua, like elders of the tribe.

They say it was an elder who told the tribe

that the white man was good, and that he could be trusted.

Because of this elder, the tribe did trust the white man.

For their trust, they ended up on the Trail of Tears.

The elder felt extreme guilt.

He was taken blame for what was happening to his tribe.

It was a nightmare.

Many, many Indians died on the way,

and the military would only let them bury

their dead once every three days.

Boys were carryin' their dead sisters

and men were sleepin' at night with

their dead wives lyin' next to them.

But, through all of this, the Indians never cried.

And the people who saw this happening to the Indians,

the people who knew it was wrong, they cried.

Giving the Trail of Tears its name.

The Indians were a very, very proud people.

It's easy to see why the elder who had

believed in the white man felt so ashamed.

It was this elder who later instigated the

tribe's escape from the Trail of Tears.

He was trying to make up for his mistakes.

He wanted desperately to lead the tribe from

the pain he thought he was causing them.

Well, the tribe did settle in these hills,

and the elder continued searching for ways

to help his people.

Until he stepped into a world of dark magic.

See, it seems the elder saw a vision.

A vision of a spirit called Retlawkoob.

He was an evil spirit, a devil.

A devil the tribe thought was made up of human souls.

Souls of people that were bad.

I guess you could sort of equate the Cherokee's

belief in Retlawkoob to the Christian's belief in Hell.

'Cause they believed that if you were an evil

person when you were alive, that when you died,

that your soul would become a part of Retlawkoob.

The elder got caught up in the dark magic.

He began neglecting his duties to the tribe.

Soon the elder's life revolved around his

communication with Retlawkoob.

But soon it was time for the tribe to

harvest their crops, crops that should get

them through the winter and on through to

the following harvest.

Well, late one night, the elder went off into the hills.

He didn't come back until dawn.

When he came back, just as the rest of the tribe

was getting up, they were all standing there

just totally shocked, shocked to see that their

crops had been turned into rows of stone.

- Oh, shit. - Oh, my God.

- All their corn, their tobacco,

their sunflowers, everything,

just rows and rows of rocks.

Supposedly, these rocks are from the cursed

fields of those Cherokee Indians.

- No way.

Sorry, Gary, but that's a little out there.

- What are those markings on the rocks?

- According to legend, the elder had gained

communication with a variety of demons.

There were about 40 of 'em that he kept track

of and wrote about.

He assigned a symbol to each demon,

and all of the stones that were found out in

the cursed fields had one of the 40 symbols on 'em.

Now, the tribe was placed in a lot of danger,

I mean, they could've all starved without their harvest.

And for such a serious crime, the tribe decided

that the elder should be killed,

and they threw him into a hole in the ground.

It's like a natural well.

It's like a hole in the ground that's

sort of like a cave that's spring-fed

from the bottom, so it's always full of water.

As a matter of fact, it's exactly that sort of

spring-fed hole in the ground that feeds

this lake right here.

Now, I can't tell you for sure how these

rocks got these symbols on 'em.

Maybe I did uncover some of the elder's old magic tricks.

But whether or not you believe that they

just materialized out of thin air sort of

depends on how many bridges you've been sold.

However, I have checked around,

and this is the only lake in the area

that's spring-fed from the bottom, like that was.

So, if they did actually kill their elder and

throw him in a hole like that, this very well

may be where they dumped the son of a bitch.

They threw him in the hole, and then they

gathered up all the stones from the dead fields,

and they threw them in the hole as well.

This was all part of the ceremony that the

medicine man was performing to keep the elder's

unclean spirit from rising up.

The medicine man essentially imprisoned the elder's

soul within the earth.

They figured that if this elder was in

communication with Retlawkoob, then the elder's

soul may actually be spared from becoming

a part of Retlawkoob, and they were afraid

that if this happened, that the elder's

soul may come back and cause trouble within the tribe.

Well, the tribe left the area, considering the

land to be cursed and unclean,

but most of them starved within months.

Apparently, after the tribe deserted this land,

there was an earthquake, and an explosion

from the natural well where the elder had been thrown.

Spring water and hundreds of stones marked with

the elder's demon symbols were blown into the air,

which would explain how I have these rocks here.

I found these after this summer's flood waters went down,

and there may be a lot more right under our feet

that just haven't been washed up yet.

Anyway, according to the translation of

this elder's writings, these rocks are now

passageways for the demons that the elder

was in communication with.

Passageways for the demons to possess living humans.

A demon supposedly enters your body when you make

physical contact with one of the rocks.

The demon whose symbol is on that rock

is the one that possesses you.

This land is supposedly just teeming with

these demons, but they're all asleep,

and when they're asleep, they don't possess you.

- Well, what if they wake up?

- They can't; according to the legend,

they'll only awaken if a descendant of the

Cherokee elder that went bad steps onto the land.

And none of you look Cherokee, so I think we're safe.

But apparently, that's the whole core of the legend.

If a descendant of the elder comes onto the land,

a lot of things are supposed to happen.

The demons wake up, the demons are able to

possess a living person through physical contact,

and invisible barriers will supposedly form

around this land, created by ripples in time and space.

I don't know if the barriers are to contain the

active demons or to contain the demon's victims,

but the only two ways the barriers can come down

are when there are no more living humans in the land,

in which case the demons go back to sleep,

or if Retlawkoob is conjured up into physical form

and his heart is removed from his chest

and pushed into the barrier.

According to his writings, the elder had

the power to keep Retlawkoob alive in a physical

state if Retlawkoob was conjured up.

- So, how do you conjure this Retlawkoob?

- Again, the descendant of the Cherokee elder is the key.

Only a descendant can conjure him up.

Well, I've gone on long enough, guys.

I'm gonna have to get back to the house

and see how Linda's doin'.

- Now, when an Indian scalps somebody,

does the scalp come right off, or do they

gotta sort of yank on it to get it to peel off?

- Jeff, would you shut up?

- Hey Jeff, I think there's still room for

you at the bottom of that lake.

Mikki and Jeff seem to be doin' pretty good.

Mikki actually seems content.

- I don't think it'll last.

They're too different.

- Yeah, they're a strange couple.

- Jeff's just not right for her.

He's such a dick.

Mikki doesn't know it,

but Jeff slept with someone else.

- Really?

- He slept with Mikki's older sister.

- Her sister, Diana?

And Mikki doesn't know?

- Well, I think Diana was either really embarrassed,

or she thought she was helping Mikki by keeping it quiet.

- How'd you find out about it?

- Diana told me.

She was dying to confess to someone.

She feels really guilty.

- Mikki needs to know about this.

- I know.

- Where's Loretta?

- I don't know, she wasn't with us.

- Hey, Loretta's not in the house,

and neither is Gary.

And neither is his wife.

- Well, the cars are still here.

They wouldn't have all gone for a walk, would they?

- Not Linda, she's supposed to be sick in bed.

- Yeah, this is weird.

- Look, I don't like this.

Something's wrong.

We should all go look for 'em.

- Look, the last I saw of Gary and Loretta

was when they went in the direction of

that junkyard and the lake.

- We just came from near the lake,

no one was there, and we went through

the junkyard, and we didn't see 'em.

- You could've missed 'em.

- I guess we could've.

They might be out lookin' around the barn.

- They're probably fine, but I'll go get 'em just in case.

- I'm gonna go, too.

- Loretta?

- Shit! - What, what is it?

- Didn't you see it? - See what?

What?

- Shit.

Oh shit.

- It's Gary, he attacked us. - Bullshit.

- No, it was Gary.

I don't know what the hell's goin' on, Karen,

but we've got to get out of here.

- We can't leave Loretta!

- Loretta could've already gone for help!

- You don't know that!

- Look, Nathan, if Loretta was attacked by Gary,

she would've ran off into the woods or something,

she wouldn't have stopped to think about it!

- But if she didn't run off, I mean,

I just can't leave her here!

- Nathan, if she's back there, she's dead.

- Fuck you!

Fuck you!

- Nathan, calm down and shut the hell up!

- Karen, she's our friend!

- How can you act like this?

- Fuck it, I'll go back there with him and look for her.

- Okay, w-we'll go inside

and call for help.

- All right.

- Shit. - What, what's wrong?

- The phone is still dead.

- Still dead, what are you talkin' about?

- There was a storm a few days ago,

a tree hit my uncle's power lines.

I guess they just haven't gotten out this

far yet to fix it.

- Gotten out this far, how many days ago was this storm?

- Five or six.

- Five or six days, and they haven't

gotten out this far yet?

Jesus Christ, Karen, this is Missouri farmland,

it's not some third world country or somethin', is it?

Well, is it?

- I think the phones are just dead here at the house,

we can run up the road and use a neighbor's phone.

- What are you doing?

Why didn't you come help me?

What's wrong?

- Karen, you...

You were running with us, well,

ahead of us, and then...

Then all of a sudden, you...

You were facing us.

- No.

I must've been in there five minutes.

I don't...

It's a barrier.

From the stories that Gary told us.

It's up.

- No, i-it, no, it can't, no...

- I know, it, it doesn't fit.

- Are we trapped?

- No, no, no, no.

Listen, none of us are descended of some

fuckin' Indian elder, we didn't wake up

a bunch of fuckin' demons, and we're certainly

not trapped here by a bunch of fuckin' invisible barriers!

- Jeff?

- Karen, look, there's absolutely nothing...

- That was real smart, Jeff.

- No, that wasn't smart at all.

- Nathan.

- Oh, my God.

Loretta?

Loretta!

Thank God you're alive.

- What is this?

- I don't know.

- Let's get her down.

- You're gonna be okay.

You're gonna be all right.

- Nathan!

- What's that, up there, you see that?

- Yeah.

Mark?

Nathan?

- It's just me.

Nathan...

Gary bit Nathan.

Gary isn't Gary anymore.

I think it's from him touching one of those rocks.

Loretta was back there, too.

Alive.

But she's hung up by this

secretion-looking stuff.

I think Gary bit her, too.

- Oh no, this is ridiculous, this isn't happening...

- Look, the quicker we accept what's going on,

the quicker we can find a solution.

Gary's got a lot of information on

this stuff back at the house.

I'm sure we could figure a way out of this.

But first, I think we should go back for

Nathan and Loretta.

- Oh, my God. - Linda?

- Come on, you shit, come on!

Karen, get out of the way!

- You okay?

- Yeah, you?

- Yeah.

- Let's go get Loretta down.

Okay, let's get her out of this crap.

- Was Loretta hung up there a long time

before Gary got Nathan?

- Yeah, why?

- Could there be a reason why Gary didn't...

Didn't finish the job on Loretta?

Let's go, let's get out of here!

- Okay, tell us what's up.

- Well, to kill them, we've gotta get them in the heart.

Destroy the heart, make it stop beating.

There's also somethin' here about the

medicine man of the tribe.

His last words before he died became something of

a common phrase, like a motto or somethin'

to the remaining tribe.

Uh, the translation of his dying words reads,

Forever beware his deceiving nature.

Petals of the rose can be masks that

hide an evil soul.

Obviously, this was in reference to an elder,

a trusted religious leader turned bad.

I guess they felt pretty betrayed.

Check this out, Gary made sketches of

all the symbols that were on the rocks.

There's a spider and a scorpion.

A bobcat, a boar.

A snake.

Wolf.

A vulture.

Here's the creepiest one.

The demon of man.

Gary wrote a lot about this one.

Um, if someone touches a rock with the

man demon symbol on it, they're possessed

by the most dangerous demon of all.

Someone possessed by the man demon won't

attack and kill like an animal, it thinks.

It will plan as many ways to have as much

control over as many other human beings as possible.

- Sounds like us, all right.

At least none of Gary's rocks had the man symbol on 'em.

- Also, according to Gary's notes,

a possession will come on like a sickness,

not necessarily all at once.

It says here that a demon that possesses

a body must first devour the body's original soul

before it can have total control over the body.

So it's sort of a gradual process, I guess.

It says here that the time it takes for a demon

to take over a body varies from one type of

demon to the next.

- Oh, well, that's just fuckin' great.

So that means any or all of us could've

touched one of those rocks and we may not

remember it, or we may not want to admit it.

- Okay, who touched a rock?

- I didn't. - I didn't.

- Wait, wait a minute.

When Gary brought the rocks out,

Karen, I remember, you picked one up.

- No, no, Mikki, you're wrong,

I never touched one, I'm positive.

- What if she doesn't know yet?

Or what if she does know, and she's lying about it?

- Damn it, Mikki, I know we're in a lot of danger,

and I would not lie if I thought it would

end up making things worse!

And I know we've all changed,

we're survivors and we're killers.

If I am one of those things, and I just don't know it yet,

I'm very confident in your ability to kill me.

Now, we're much stronger as a group than

we are by ourselves, so stop breakin' up the team, Mikki!

- There is no goddamn team here, Karen, you think...

If you flip out on us, you're gonna be like

extra baggage, and we can't afford to let you

drag the rest of us down!

- Damn it.

I'm just scared.

- We're all scared.

- You know, we still don't even know

why this is happening.

- You're right.

It doesn't fit with the legends.

An Indian descendant of the elder is

supposedly needed to trigger all this off.

- Wait a minute.

Karen?

When you were in the hospital after the accident,

they gave you blood, didn't they?

Donated blood?

- Yeah, why, what do...

You don't think that...

- What are you guys talkin' about?

- What if the descendant of that Indian sorcerer

gave blood at some time, and that person's

blood got into you?

- That's a slim chance, but it would explain things,

I mean, we can't think of any other reason

why this would all be happening.

So that would mean the demons think I'm the descendant.

- God, this is so fucked.

- Wait a minute.

We may have found a way out of this shit.

Okay, here.

The barriers can be knocked down only two ways.

First, if there are no living people left within them,

the barriers come down.

- I don't like that one.

- But the other way is by conjuring Retlawkoob,

when he's called to physical form, he can be killed.

According to the legends, Retlawkoob's heart is

made of stone, if the heart is then removed,

it can be carried into the barrier,

and this will make the barriers disappear.

Then we're all free.

- Oh, that's just great, that sounds real simple,

well, we better get started so I can get

home in time for breakfast.

- Jeff, shut up!

- So, how is this Retlawkoob conjured up?

- Well, if we're right about the demons

mistaking me for the descendant, I can conjure him up.

See, it says here that if the blood is spilled

from the descendant, in this case, me,

onto one of the rocks, it will bring forth

Retlawkoob in physical form.

- Are the rocks here in the house?

- Yeah, I think they're up in the closet.

- Keep going!

- We're gonna kill the thing.

We're gonna do what Gary's notes say to do.

We're gonna conjure Retlawkoob,

we're gonna conjure him up,

and we're gonna kill the son of a bitch.

- Get his heart, and knock the barriers down with it.

- That's right.

- We're gonna make it.

- We're gonna make it.

Mikki!

- May I? - Be my guest.

- Piece of junk.

- A trap.

We'll make our trap...

And then I'll cut myself and get blood on the rocks.

- We're gonna kill it, take its heart,

and get out of here.

- Well, the hook is ready.

Now we just need to stick a worm on it.

- Where will I be hiding?

- Down there by the box.

- Well, I'm gonna go down now and figure

out a way to hide myself.

- Okay, I'll make sure this thing's ready.

- All right.

- Mikki!

Shit, shit!

Mikki, help!

- Its heart.

We need its heart.

- The medicine man essentially imprisoned

the elder's soul within the earth.

- Forever beware his deceiving nature.

Petals of a rose can be masked to hide an evil soul.

- According to his writings,

the elder had the power to keep Retlawkoob alive

in a physical state if Retlawkoob was conjured up.

- Linda.

You got the vulture demon.

- A shocking and bizarre event in

Jefferson County last night,

Linda Lidanico, age 39, brutally murdered

and partially devoured six victims,

including her husband, Gary Lidanico.

The mass murder took place on the Lidanico's

property in Dittmer, Missouri.

Authorities were told of the killings

by Mikki Lomack, age 22.

Lomack was with the party that was murdered,

but managed to escape.

Authorities who arrived to take Mrs. Lidanico into

custody say that Lidanico was obviously in

a state of deteriorated mental health.

Lidanico is currently being held at Harrison

Mental Institution in St. Louis.

- Trish, thanks for lettin' me come out and

look around again, it was really nice of you.

- It's not a problem at all.

I was a bit surprised at your interest in this,

pleasantly surprised, of course.

Just what made you change your mind?

- Well, I guess it was just a self confidence

thing holding me back.

I see it differently now.

I see it as an opportunity,

not something I'm just sure to fail at.

- You certainly have changed.

I think it is a miracle, a miracle for you,

the Church, and all the children who'll

be at this camp next summer.

So thank you very much for accepting this job.

I'm eager to see what you're gonna do at this camp.

- Thank you for putting up with my indecisiveness.

You're a great friend, Trish.

As a matter of fact, I'm starting to look

forward to all the new challenges.

And by the way, how many kids will

be staying here next summer?

- Mmm, it's hard to say, around 100, maybe.

- Wow, that's a lot of responsibility.

- Like I've said before, Mikki, I have faith

in your abilities, and so does everyone else

at Imperial Baptist, and if you do have some doubts,

just pray, this is God's will for you to do this,

trust in him, and he's gonna guide you

through all the hard times.

You'll do great.

I'm sure you'll do everything just right.

- Yeah, I'm sure I will.

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