The Exorcist III: Legion

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Catch.

Catch.

Catch.

Catch.

Catch.

Hep, hep, hep.

Hmm.

Damien.

I have dreams...

of a rose...

and of falling down a long

flight of steps.

A light shall shine upon this day,

for the Lord has been born unto us.

And he is called Wonderful.

God. The Prince of Peace.

Dockside Hunter, sweep completed.

Negative finding.

Roger, River. Repeat, acknowledge.

Peace, I give you. My peace, I leave you.

And as the world gives do I give to you.

Let not your heart be troubled.

Proceeding northeast,

approximate location near...

The Lord is my light and my salvation.

Whom shall I fear?

The Lord is the defender of my life.

So how did I do on my theology quiz?

I recommend

you change your name to Rajneesh.

Really?

"God is like a power mower"?

No kidding.

Father, everything's relative.

Is it?

Or maybe not.

I like a man who knows his mind.

Well, that's it. I'm, uh...

I gotta go now. I'm driving to Philly.

Speed kills.

Who's to say?

Not me.

You know, Father, you mentioned a Damien

Karras in your prayer for the dead.

Yes, I did.

Father, isn't he the one who died

in a fall on those steps?

Yes, that's right, Tim.

Fifteen years ago today.

Hey, I hear a lot of.

Get lost, will you?

All right, all right. I am in flight.

There's more potatoes.

Could you pass the salt?

Sure.

Thank you.

Joey, what did you say

that offended Tom Lowery?

He's our biggest benefactor.

Oh, he is?

What did you say to him?

"Jesus loves you.

Everyone else thinks you're an a**hole."

Father President?

Good morning, John.

My back aches.

Do we really have to have our own Olympics?

Any plans today, Joe?

This afternoon I'm at the flicks.

It's a Wonderful Life.

Very nice.

Seen it 37 times.

That's commendable.

Do you have a favorite picture?

The Fly.

You going alone or with the usual keepers?

I'm taking Bill Kinderman with me.

The cop?

Yeah.

Yeah, every year on this day he gets

depressed, so I try to cheer him up.

I cannot believe you said that.

What kind of world is this?

Are you an animal?

Do you know what Macbeth is about?

I'll tell you.

It's a play about the numbing

of the moral sense.

I tell Ryan we have nothing to go on

in this case.

Know what he says to me?

He says, "Win some, lose some."

You're a racist, Ryan. Did you know that?

On the entrance exam for new policemen,

they ask:

"What are rabies

and what would you do for them?"

Ryan said, "Rabies are Jewish priests...

and I would do anything

I possibly could for them."

What was the murder weapon, Stedman?

I'd be guessing.

Well, if not us, who? And if not now, when?

All right.

Something like garden shears, maybe.

We're abandoned.

I didn't get you.

Ah. I was signaling beings on Mars.

Sometimes they answer.

Funny.

So are you enjoying your luxury cruise

aboard the Patna, Lord Jim?

I want you to telex Richmond right away

most urgently for the file on the Gemini Killer.

The Gemini Killer's been dead for 15 years.

Who was speaking to you?

But he's dead.

He should live so long.

And the autopsy? When, please?

Tomorrow.

And tomorrow, and tomorrow.

I am leaving you. Ryan, Stedman, go home.

Go home to your families.

Talk about wops.

Starving?

Not really. Just some coffee.

Hey. You've been up since 5:00

in the morning. I have this.

How was your tour of Virginia?

Neat. We stopped at a diner.

And instead of potatoes,

they served Mama grits.

So she says right out loud,

"These Jews are crazy."

They are. They're all wackos.

Next they'll wanna eat papaya.

My God.

How was your day?

Fabulous. Our trackers at long last

brought in Mushkin...

the Georgetown terrorist

and scourge of society...

who breaks into people's homes

and completely redecorates.

You okay, Bill?

Hi, Daddy.

And goodbye?

Uh-huh. Off to dance class.

Pocahontas with the hair.

Watch out for red shoes.

So you're home now.

No, gotta go again.

Today's my day

to cheer up our friend Father Dyer.

What are you doing out here?

Founding an order called "Lurking Fathers"?

I've been standing out there for centuries.

Four new popes have been elected.

That's a lot of white smoke.

Official business.

All right. So I'm late.

80 I know it. So I'm sorry. I got...

You want butter on it?

No. And could I have two Cokes, please?

Medium or large?

Medium.

What are you doing?

I need lemon drops.

We'll be late for the start of the picture.

I once spent a year

hearing children's confessions.

I wound up a lemon-drop junkie.

Little weirdos keep breathing it on you

along with all that pot...

and between the two of them,

I've got a feeling it's probably addictive.

Now I suppose you have all sorts

of rosary biz and the like.

No, no. Loose as a goose.

Maybe you should go home and rest.

I can't go home.

Why?

The carp.

You know, I thought you said...

My wife's mother is visiting, Father.

And Tuesday night, she's cooking us a carp.

It's a tasty fish.

I have nothing against it.

But because it's supposedly filled

with impurities, she buys it live.

And for three days it's been...

swimming up and down in my bathtub.

Up...

and down.

And I hate it. I can't

stand the sight of it.

Moving its gills.

Now, you're standing very close

to me, Father. Have you noticed?

Yes. I haven't had a bath for three days.

I can't go home until the carp is asleep.

Because if I see it swimming...

I'll kill it.

And a salad.

Okay.

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