Children of the Corn

Synopsis: A boy preacher named Isaac goes to a town in Nebraska called Gatlin and gets all the children to murder every adult in town. A young couple have a murder to report and they go to the nearest town (Gatlin) to seek help but the town seems deserted. They are soon trapped in Gatlin with little chance of getting out alive.
Genre: Horror, Thriller
Director(s): Fritz Kiersch
Production: New World Pictures
  1 win & 3 nominations.
Rotten Tomatoes:
92 min

- Morning.

- Morning, priest.

It was about 3 years ago. I was

the only kid in church that day.

The others were with Isaac

out at the cornfield.

I didn't get to go

'cause dad didn't like Isaac.

He was pretty smart, my dad.

After church we've been

to Hansen's, just like always.

Sarah was homesick with mom.

She'd turned down with a fever.

- Morning, Dave.

- Morning.

- How are your wife and Sarah?

- Dad was worried...

so he went to call mom

first thing.

- I'm gonna call your mom, ok?

- Okay!

- You want the usual?

- Yeah, strawberty shake.

That's when I saw Malachai

and the others.

I guess the meeting with Isaac

was over.

They were acting real creepy.

- There you go, Jobie.

- Thanks.

- How is she?

- I'm worried, Dave.

The fever's gone

from 101 to 104.



Good coffee.

Oh, my God!


It happened everywhere

in Gatlin that day.

That's when Sarah started

drawing these pictures.

Happy birthday!

What are you doing?


Make a wish.

What did you wish for?

To live happily ever after.

- Is that a proposal?

- No, it's not.

Well, I guess I'll

give you this anyway.

What is it?

- That's nice!

- Turn it over.

In honor of this special occasion

we'll have a birthday serenade.

No more books and studies

Now I can stay all day

With my buddies

I can do the things I wanna do

'Cause all my exams are through

I can root for the Yankees

From the beaches

And don't have to worry

About teachers

And I'm so glad

That school is out

I could sing and shout

School is out

Everybody's gonna have some fun

Everybody's gonna jump and run

C'mon, people

Don't you be late

I just got time

To take my girl out today

You're whacko.

Holy cow!

We better get going now.

I got a lot of driving to do today.

Couldn't we just say

the hell with it...

- and stay for a couple of hours?

- I wish.

Starting Monday I've got

fifty patients a day to look at

- I've some things you could look at.

- Is that right?



Maid service.

We'll be out in a minute.

We gotta get going.

I'm gonna grab a quick shower

before we go, okay?

C'mon, honey! You're making

something out of nothing.

To me is something,

to you is nothing.

I'm just worried about this

internship, okay?

I've been working forthis


I know.

I do understand.

Why do you have to be

such a jerk about it?

Welcome to Nebraska.

We weren't the only ones

who thought Isaac was weird.

One day Joseph told us

he was running away.

He said he couldn't

take it anymore.

He was pretty scared.

I wasn't.

- I'm scared.

- Me too.

There's nothing to be afraid of.

I said I'd come back foryou.

I promise.

- Can we go with you? Please!

- No.

I'd never make it with you two.

- But we don't like it here.

- I said you'll be alright!

As long as nobody finds

that pictures you've been drawing.

She can't help it.

That won't matter

to Isaac and Malachai

They'll take it as a sign.

Anyway, you now crayons

and drawings are forbidden.

- Just like that record player.

- But we like it.

Isaac doesn't let us do anything.

You just better mind

until I get back.

Or else, you know what happens.

- Are you going through the corn?

- I can't go no other way.

- What if...

- I said it'll be alright.

- Unless you tell anybody I'm gone.

- We won't.

Cross your heat? Hope to die,

stick a needle in your eye.

You know what that means now?

If you tell, you're gonna burn in

a lake of fire for all eternity.

Make sure nobody's looking.

- Okay. Go!

- Nobody's looking.

I spy...

something that begins

with the letter "C".

- Corn.

- Right.

So now we know...

back roads are even less

interesting than the highways.

Maybe they've discovered music...


There are many Lord's mansions...

but there's no room

for the fornicator!

- No room!

- No room...

- for the homosexual!

- No room!

No room

for the drugs user!

No room!


Peanut butter and white bread!

There's no room

forthe college graduated!

No room for people

who watch public television.

- No room for commitments!

- Amen!


Here it is.

- I wonder how it got here.

- Not me.

It looks like this one

goes to Grand Island...

and this one

cuts up to the highway.

Where's this Gatlin that we've

been seeing the signs for?

- It's not on here.

- How come? It's gotta be.

Look out!

Hang on.

Let me check.

Let me check.

- Where? Right there?

- Yeah.

It was just a bump.

Just tty to relax.

That was an animal, right?

I gotta go back there, okay

Just stay here and tty to rest.

C'mon, buddy.

Oh God!

- Is he...

- Oh yeah.

- Oh God!

- Easy, easy. C'mon.


Don't look at him.

Now listen to me.

There's something vety wrong here.

So I want you to go back to the car

and wait for me there. Understand?

- And keep the doors locked.

- Why? Where are you going?

I'll tell you when I get back.

Just do what I say.





I'm so sorty.

- Vicky, c'mon.

- Burt!

- Easy. Calm down.

- I kneeled down next to him.

It's ok. Take it easy.

Take it easy and relax.

It's okay, understand?

You're okay.

Me and Sarah were playing in our

old house. We play there lots.

Malachai said it was forbidden.

But I think that's because nobody

ever asked him to play.

When I grow up, I'm gonna have

all the money in the world.

- Me too.

- You can't.

- Why not?

- 'Cause I'm gonna have it.

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George Goldsmith (11 March 1905 – 1974) was a professional footballer who played for Bishop Auckland, Loftus Albion, Hull City, Tottenham Hotspur and Bolton Wanderers. more…

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