[Rae Flowers continues her radio talk show as the military invades the building.]
RFRae Flowers
Tell ya what, Portland — it looks like the Marines have landed, and they don't look too happy.
[Frannie and her flu-ridden father are listening in horror.]
Frannie Goldsmith
This is a joke! Right? I mean, this has gotta be a joke!
PGPeter Goldsmith
I don't think so, Frannie. I really don't think so.
RFRae Flowers
Hi, there. You're on the air.
CCaller
Rae, you all right?
RFRae Flowers
Well, to tell you the truth, honey, it doesn't look too good for the kid right now. Several soldiers have just broken into the studio. They— they're fully armed, and they're… they're dressed in some kind of protective clothing. They're wearing… they're wearing respirators on their faces.
[The soldiers break into Rae's studio.]
RFRae Flowers
Hey, Bluto! You ever hear of a little number called freedom of speech?! Bill of Rights?! Any of that ring a bell? [to her audience] Folks, I've just been ordered by my uninvited Fascist guests to shut down, and I've refused. I think—
[Sounds of gunfire over the radio, then silence.]
Frannie Goldsmith
Oh my God, what's happening?!
PGPeter Goldsmith
I don't know, Frannie... I don't know.
[The Committee hypnotizes Tom to prepare him to be a scout, but find that he's surprisingly aware while under.]
Frannie Goldsmith
Are you the same Tom that Nick met in Oklahoma?
. . .
Look. And then you come back here to Boulder, when the moon is full. Do you understand?
Yes! M-O-O-N… spells moon.
[After being blown violently across the yard by the explosion, Frannie and the rest of the main cast is talking to Mother Abagail.]
You're not to go. Only these four: Stuart, Ralph, Larry, and Glen. You'll abide—
Frannie Goldsmith
No, Stuart's not going anywhere! He's gonna stay with me when I have my baby! Neither one of us is going to have any more to do with your killer god!
The Devil's imp has called his bride to put her with child. Will he let your child live, little girl?
[Frannie collapses, sobbing.]
Father, mother, wife, husband. Set against them… the Prince o' High Places! I have sinned in pride! So have you all! That's passed now. It's time now… to give over your will… to the will o' God. It's time to make your stand.
[Mother Abagail's last (living) words.]
You… your four men… are to go west… to take no food or water, but to go this very day in the clothes you now wear. You are to go on foot. I'm in the way of knowin' one will fall by the way, but I don't know which it will be. I'm in the way of knowin' the others will be taken before this Flagg, who isn't a man, but a creature from beyond the world. I don't know… if you will defeat him. I only know… God wants you to go, and with God's help, you will stand, and be true.
Frannie Goldsmith
And what if we say no?!
Frannie Goldsmith
What?!
Your will is as free as that of Eve in the Garden, child. "Go where ye list" has always been God's way, but… this is what God wants of you. Be true! Stand.