Phantoms Page #2
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- 1998
- 96 min
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by headquarters and see what it does.
What?
I don't like this.
- That was not here before!
- No way.
We'd have seen it.
I fall to pieces...
Help!
- Help me!
- Bryce, cover me.
Steve, wait!
The message read: "Timothy Flyte,
The Ancient Enemy."
- That's Flyte:
F-L-Y-T-E.- 10-4, Sheriff.
Set up a roadblock at the turnoff,
and close the town down tight.
Nothing comes in, nothing goes out.
Federal assistance.
- 10-1.
Receiving poorly, Sheriff.
There is an anti-terrorist unit
for chemical/bacteriological threats.
Breaking up! Repeat.
Fort Sherwood, all right?
Big firepower, full
analytical assistance...
Send everyone they have.
One, possibly two officers dead.
I may have hundreds dead.
Jesus! Joe!
Come on, Joe!
Hello?!
What is this?
Same thing on the phone.
They didn't get the message.
There won't be any help coming.
Not in time.
So...
Guess we're on our own.
Wait a minute, Stu.
Nobody's going off.
We have a chain of command.
This has to be a managed response.
"Managed response?"
I'm sorry, Sheriff.
Don't have my book on me.
Is that an FBI term?
What's your problem?
Nothing.
I'm just trying to learn
to be a better cop.
You know what?
The doctor sure is cute.
I'm not going to have
this conversation with you.
What conversation?
- Any conversation.
- I'm saying...
it seems like you two
are hitting it off.
I don't know what your problem is.
I know what you are trying,
so cut it off.
I like the little sister, though.
Stop!
Shut up, all right? Enough!
Easy, chief.
Easy.
I got Witnesses.
Why don't you calm down.
Is that what you meant by...
a "managed response"?
Who are you?
What was that?
It came from over here.
No, it's over here.
The window!
Was that a bird?
No way.
If help's coming,
it won't be till daybreak.
I wouldn't worry.
Wahtever it was won't
be coming back in here.
What makes you so sure?
Well, for one thing...
we probably just shot it
about thirty times, Sheriff.
That doesn't mean it's dead.
It ate through his face...
consumed the eyes...
most of the soft tissue...
and the entire brain.
Impossible. The brain alone
weighs 6 or 7 pounds.
It just devoured it in seconds.
It almost got Lisa.
No.
It wanted Deputy Wargle first.
It wants men like him most of all.
What do you mean, "men like him"?
It's the devil, don't you think?
Come up from hell tonight.
I think he wants to dance with us.
Dr. Flyte?
Wilson and Hawthorne.
FBI.
We're here to ask questions...
about articles you've written.
The FBI reads Wide World News?
Only if it's about...
"The Ancient Enemy".
They're based on a treatise
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