The Mark 666 & the New World Order

Synopsis: The Heaven or Hell? Series: Heaven! The Mark 666 & The New World Order is the fourth episode in The Heaven or Hell? Series. The Heaven or Hell? Series uniquely tells the Bible's book of Revelation "End Times" through a Kooky, Folk Art film style. This story features the destruction that occurs when the government known as The New World Order demands all people to take the Mark 666 or they will die. Manna Man Mike who is a Christian Rebel is determined to go head to head with these evil forces in Jesus's name. The Heaven or Hell? Series is told through a unique Kooky, Folk Art Style. The Heaven or Hell? Series is Biblically sound, fun & silly for all ages. Prepare your mind and engage in the wildest video ride you might ever experience. It is KOOKY! It is cinematic Folk Art! It is Fun!
70 min

Come, spirit.

Help us sing the story of our land.

You are our mother...

we, your field of corn.

We rise...

from out of the soul of you.

Dear mother...

you fill the land with your beauty.

You reach to the end of the world.

How shall I seek you?

Show me your face...

you, the great river

that never runs dry.

Let him go.

You said to hang him, sir.

Now remember, Smith,

you've cometo these shores in chains.

You're under a cloud

which will darken considerably if I hear

anymore of your mutinous remarks.

Is that understood?

Captain Newport, sir,

we found oysters.

They're as thick as my hands.

They're the size of stones, sir,

and there's fish everywhere.

They're flapping against your legs.

- We're gonna live like kings.

- All these months at sea...

I'm weary of looking further.

This place will serve.

We have deep water to the shore,

we can see up and down the river.

Our enemies will have

no advantage of surprise.

Bring the anchors and midsails to shore,

in case some homesick person

decides to slip away with them.

We must be careful not

to offend the naturals.

If our crops fail,

we shall be obliged to trade with them.

Once we're established here,

we may go up the river

and seek a route

to the other sea.

The savages often visit us kindly...

timid, like a herd of curious deer.

Tonight we shall sleep aboard our ships,

everyone in full armor. In the morning,

we will chop down every tree

within half a mile of the moorage

and use the straightest limbs

to erect a line of watchtowers

and to build our fort.

When we have done that,

we set our wheat and barley,

put up houses and lay in firewood.

Slackers will be whipped at

the site of their transgression.

- Sir.

- Yes, Emery?

When might we, uh,be going out to...

poke about, sir?

We are not here to pillage and raid.

We are here to establish a colony.

How many lands behind me?

Gold will do you no good.

Not six months from now, when

the snow has begun to fly.

How many seas?

What blows and dangers?

Fortune ever my friend.

Five kegs is gone since we

landed. Somebody stole 'em.

Rain's gotten to this,and worms here.

- Brand him.

- And here.

Cut off his ears.

Captured these two, sir,

talking to the men,


Hey, you!

He stole me hatchet!

We've lost the favor of the naturals.

Had we not sighted land the day we did,

I would have turned back.

We have eaten the majority of our stores,

our best men are sick with fever,

the rest will soon breed mutiny.

We might as well be shipwrecked!


the naturals tell me, uh,

of a city up the river

and of a mighty king who lives there.

I propose we send an envoy to this king

to see whether he can be persuaded

to trade with us.

Meanwhile, I shall,uh, return to England

for fresh supplies.

I'll not be back until spring.

Radcliffe here will be in command.

As to who will approach

the savage king, I needn't tell you

it will be a hazardous mission.

Captain Smith is the only

professional soldier among us.

Smith, sir? What are... what are...

what are his qualifications?

Those you lack.

I should very dearly like to know one thing.

What is to prevent this friend of the hangman

from making league with the

naturals and turning upon us...

only under the extremity of

torture, I should like to assume...

or indeed instructing

them in the conduct of war

and English strategies,

if I may make so bold?

His-his-his right to the title of captaincy

is dubious at best. The

low-born son of a farmer

cannot be expected

to behave with a gentleman's

sense of propriety.

Perhaps you'd like to go, Wingfield.

Smith, you have an opportunity

to repair your reputation.

I expect you to welcome it.

Who are you

whom I so faintly hear?

Who urge me ever on?

You have the makings of a leader, Smith.

Can one rely on you?

What voice is this that speaks within me...

guides me towards the best?


Always the star was guiding me...

leading me...

drawing me on...

to the fabled land.

There life shall begin.

A world equal to our hopes.

A land where one might

wash one's soul pure...

rise to one's true stature.

We shall make a new start.

A fresh beginning.

Here the blessings of the earth

are bestowed upon all.

None need grow poor.

Here there is good ground for all

and no cost but one's labor.

We shall build a true commonwealth,

hard work and self-reliance our virtues.

We shall have no landlords

to rack us with high rents

or extort the fruit of our labor.

No man shall stand above any other,

but all live under the same law.

Captain, we haven't the

draft to go any further.

Put in.

None shall eat up carelessly

what his friends got worthily

or steal away that which

virtue has stored up.

Men shall not make

each other their spoil.

Let's go back, sir, gather a larger party.

We're lost.

There the naturals go!

Let him go!

Tide's run out, Captain.

Bottom's dragging on the mud, sir.

Keep your matchlock lit.

Fire a shot if you see anything.

The sun.

And the moon as well.

It shows you how the sun chases the

night continually around the world.


The sky? No.

From England, a land to the east.


There won't be any leaving till the spring.

The boats won't be back till then.

We have...

articles that might interest you.


At the moment I was to die,

she threw herself upon me.

- Sky.

- Sky.

- Sun.

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