Damien: Omen II Page #3

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- I know.

- Of any kind.

- I know.

Ready! Halt!

Present... arms!

- That must be him.

- He looks OK.

They're all the same.

Order... arms!

Bradley platoon, stand fast.

The other platoons, to the mess hall.

By the right flank, march.

At ease, boys.

This is Sergeant Daniel Neff.

He'll be taking over as platoon officer

from Sergeant Goodrich.

Sergeant Neff is a very experienced soldier,

and I am sure that within a few weeks

you will be the snappiest platoon

in the entire academy.

I'll leave any further introductions

to the sergeant.

You'll speak to me only when you're spoken

to. And you'll listen to every word I say.

Because I intend to shine in my newjob.

And the only way that I can shine...

is by making you shine.

You're the little unit that I have to polish

until the glare of your achievements

blinds everybody on this parade ground.

- Am I understood?

- Yes, sir.

I'll meet each of you personally

in my office after breaKfast.

For now... your names?

- Mark Thorn, Sergeant.

- Thorn?

Your family has strong connections

with this place, hasn't it?

- Well? Hasn't it?

- My father and grandfather were cadets, sir.

Good. But understand that doesn't entitle

you to privileges. We're all the same here.

Yours?

Damien Thorn, Sergeant.

- You don't look alike.

- Cousins, Sergeant.

All right. But understand,

the same thing goes for you.

Your name?

- Morning, Bill.

- Well. Richard.

By the way, there's something

I want to talk over with you.

I'm the first to admit

that Paul's difficult to get on with,

but it took us years

to find a man with his qualifications.

I'm not questioning his qualifications. it's...

His manner.

I can even cope with his manner.

I've met and dealt with every kind.

No. I don't like what he's proposing.

it sticks in my craw.

And I don't intend to hide my feelings.

Are you worried it could get us

in trouble with the Justice Department?

Well, he's dealing with highly emotive stuff.

Bill... let's hear him out.

The only thing I ask is

that you couch your objections

with a little more delicacy than usual.

Jennie. Is Miss Marion dressed yet?

I don't think she's awake, Mrs. Thorn.

I knocked, but she didn't answer.

Thank you.

Aunt Marion?

You'll miss your plane.

Paul, what you're saying is that we should

give up our leadership in electronics.

You're wrong. My report says

Thorn industries' main interest

is in energy and electronics.

Because of this bias, we ignore

what's going on here at this plant.

We ignore it at our own risk. Our profitable

future, aside from energy, lies also in famine.

What? That statement is typical of you,

Paul. it's heartless and...

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