Flagg wants to see you.
TMTrashcan Man
[whispering intensely] My life for him. Yes. My life for him!
[The Rat Man turns to Lloyd, whispering.]
RMRat Man
Dude's crazy.
Like we're not?
“Part III: The Betrayal”
In this episode: Nadine Cross (5), Stu Redman (4), Mother Abagail (3), Frannie Goldsmith (3), Randall Flagg (2), Tom Cullen (2), Glen Bateman (2), Ralph Bretner (2)
[Nadine has another dream about Flagg.]
I'm here. I came to you.
The bride cometh to the bridegroom as a flame to the wick of a lamp.
Is that the Bible?
Hmm, Danielle Steele, I think.
[Glen, Larry, Stu, and Ralph talk about the imminent restarting of the Boulder power station.]
The plague took the people, but it couldn't take the gadgets, could it? No, they're all still out there. Everything from electric can openers to cobalt bombs, just waiting for someone to come along and pick 'em up. And the scavenger hunt… starts today.
Ah, hell, Professor. What's wrong with puttin' the rocks back in people's scotch?
It's the old way. And the old way was a death trip.
That's a little heavy, don'tcha think?
Do you? There's an old woman down there who might tell ya different, East Texas. If she'd talk about this end of it at all, that is.
What's the problem?
I don't know if there is one. But I know I'm very concerned about the way things are going. She wants a mass meeting. Except she says it's really God who wants the meeting. We say, "Fine. You're fine, Mother. God's fine, too." And then we go right back to tinkering with the power station, trying to recreate the world that damn near choked the human race to death. What's wrong with this picture?
[Nadine, her back turned to Mother Abagail, is next in the new arrivals' greeting line.]
[Sharply] Who's this woman who comes?!
[Nadine turns to look at the old woman.]
[in Nadine's mind] Go to her!
My name is Nadine Cross.
[Warily] Mayhap it is, and mayhap it ain't!
I'm from New York.
Mayhap you are…
[muttering] Mayhap I ain't.
[She looks up.]
I won't keep you long.
[She slowly climbs the steps toward Abagail.]
You look so tired. Of course, anyone your age is bound to tire easily, isn't that so?
[She holds out her hand, but Joe rushes past her to hug Mother Abagail.]
Hello, Joe, what'd'ya know? [laughs]
[The new Boulder Free Zone Committee meets to discuss Mother Abagail's unexpected departure and their own next move.]
Flagg is our business right now. And we'll have to trust Mother Abagail… to her God.
Our friend in the cowboy boots and jean jacket isn't gonna just sit over there on his side of the Rockies playing mumblety-peg, you know.
[At a barbecue, the Committee discusses plans to send spies to scope out Flagg's activities in Vegas.]
Well… we haven't been elected one whole day yet, and already we've managed to, uh, reinvent the CIA. Who needs Monday Night Football?
. . .
Oh my God, I'm a politician. This isn't Colorado, it's Hell!
. . .
I can't believe we're doin' this!
Hey, if you didn't wanna get your hands dirty, you shoulda stayed off the Committee in the first place! We're probably sendin' people off to get killed!
Yeah?
Yeah, that's right! Makin' decisions like that is what bein' in charge is all about! Either grow up and do it, or get out!
[Everyone stares at Larry in silence.]
You're awful cute when you get angry, Stu.
[The Committee hypnotizes Tom to prepare him to be a scout, but find that he's surprisingly aware while under.]
Are you the same Tom that Nick met in Oklahoma?
Yes. No. I'm God's Tom.
. . .
Look. And then you come back here to Boulder, when the moon is full. Do you understand?
Yes! M-O-O-N… spells moon.
[Tom Cullen is now working at Indian Springs AFB, where his coworkers call him "Moose".]
BDBarry Dorgan
And get the toolkit outta the cab and take it into the hangar office.
You bet! M-O-O-N, that spells "toolkit"!
[Harold is working on explosives in his basement, listening to "Boogie Fever". Nadine tries to get his attention by killing the music.]
HLHarold Lauder
What the hell are you doing? Don't screw with my disco, Nadine!
Is everything all right?
HLHarold Lauder
No.
[He holds up three sticks of dynamite, taped together and fused.]
HLHarold Lauder
If I had dropped this, you would be washing my guts out of your pretty white hair for the next two weeks.
I'm sorry.
HLHarold Lauder
Let me make a suggestion, my little disco queen. Take a walk.
Take a walk?
HLHarold Lauder
Yes! A walk. Because, you see, I have no idea how old this stuff is. I do know that old dynamite sweats pure nitroglycerin. So, take a walk, and, if you hear a very loud bang, that will probably be me going to that great disco inferno in the sky. Make like a library, and book.
[After Nadine conceals the bomb in Frannie's closet, she returns to Harold.]
HLHarold Lauder
Nadine?
What?
HLHarold Lauder
We're damned.
Yes. I know.
[As Nick frantically digs through Frannie's closet, and the Committee rushes to leave the house…]
Do it, Harold! Do it!
[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—
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.
And what if we say no?!
Frannie, come on—
What?!
Come on, shhh.
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.
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