Children of the Corn V: Fields of Terror Page #4

- Did I say you could talk?

- No, sir. I thought I should explain...

- Then shut up.

- You people were out

drinking last night?

- No! We weren't.

- We just had a couple of beers.

- Couple of beers?

Found that out

by the harvester.

You-You don't think that

we had anything to do with this?

My God!

They were our friends!

You got no business messing around

with that heavy equipment.

It's dangerous as hell.

You're lucky all of you

didn't get killed.

One more thing.

I want you on that

8:
00 a.m. Bus out of here.

You got it?

[Alison]

Got it.

[Door Closes, Car Starts]

Alison, come on.

Let's get the hell out of Dodge.

We're right behind you.

I'm staying.

I have to find out.

This is about your

brother, isn't it?

- Well, we gotta stick together.

- No way.

- Come on, man. We can't let her

go out there by herself.

- No way.

You got no proof

your brother's out there.

You're just gonna have to drag

my dead body by my little toes...

before I ever,

ever, ever...

"Stick together."

You know what? When these wack-jobs

stick our dead bodies...

in a mass grave,

then we'll be stuck together.

Did you hear that?

You know they're

watching us.

[Tyrus] They could be cannibals

for all we know.

Yeah, well, maybe you should join them.

Then you could eat me.

Hey.

Check out

the welcoming committee.

You're on private property.

Well, I want to talk

to my brotherJacob.

Alison?

[Sighs]

He doesn't want to see you.

Do I have to get

the police?

That won't be necessary.

This way.

[Hammers Pounding]

[Rooster Crows]

The rest of you

stay here.

We all stick together.

You gonna be all right?

I'll be fine.

Wait here.

Oh, uh, yeah.

I should go, uh,

milk a cow or something.

Kir, about last night.

What about it?

I just want to let you know

that I care a lot about you,

and it wasn't just

a one-night stand for me.

I'm sorry, Ty,

but that's all it was for me.

[Whispering]

The outsiders call me

a monster...

a molester, a lunatic.

But I am none

of these things.

I am a prophet.

I am the savior...

of these children.

Saving them from what?

Years ago, it was,

I was working in the fields...

and I came upon

an infant child...

who had been left there...

to die among the corn rows.

I took him home.

I raised him as my own.

About that time,

the eternal flame...

sparked to life,

acting as a beacon...

to all those

forgotten children...

who had been abused

and neglected...

by their so-called parents.

I gave them love,

I gave them family,

and I gave them purpose.

Now they have

the chance to serve...

a higher order...

to worship...

He Who Walks Behind the Rows.

Yet, you have come here to threaten

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