Father Brennan:
When the Jews return to Zion / And a comet rips the sky / And the Holy Roman Empire rises, / Then You and I must die. / From the eternal sea he rises, / Creating armies on either shore, / Turning man against his brother / 'Til man exists no more.
[first title card]
Title card:
Rome / June 6th - 6 AM
[first lines]
Robert Thorn:
[voiceover] The child is dead. He breathed for a moment. Then he breathed no more. The child is dead. Dead. The child is dead.
Kathy Thorn:
Something in mind, Mr. Ambassador?
Robert Thorn:
Why don't we have a little look upstairs...
Kathy Thorn:
Well, there's no furniture up there either.
Robert Thorn:
Awww, you know, you could be too sexy for the White House!
[last lines]
Secret Service Man:
Excuse me, Mr. President. When you're ready to leave, your car's right over there.
President:
In a moment.
Secret Service Man:
Yes, sir.
[last title card]
Title card:
"Here is wisdom. Let him that hath understanding count the number of the beast; for it is the number of a man; and his number is 666." Book of Revelation Chapter 13 Verse 18
Father Brennan:
He must DIE, Mr. Thorn!
Mrs Baylock:
Have no fear, little one... I am here to protect thee.
[Robert Thorn and Kathy Thorn survey a mansion]
Robert Thorn:
It's a bit much.
Kathy Thorn:
No, nothing's too much for the wife of the future President of the United States.
Robert Thorn:
You know, you're pushy.
Robert Thorn:
What do you know about my son?
Father Brennan:
Everything.
Robert Thorn:
And what is that?
Father Brennan:
I saw its mother.
Robert Thorn:
You saw my wife.
Father Brennan:
I saw its mother.
Robert Thorn:
You are referring to my wife!
Father Brennan:
Its *mother*, Mr. Thorn!
Robert Thorn:
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If this is blackmail, come and say it! What is it your're trying to say?
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Father Brennan:
Its mother was a...
[Father Brennen is interrupted as the door behind him bursts open violently]
Marine:
Everything all right, sir?
American secretary:
You sounded strange. The door was locked.
Robert Thorn:
If there were anything wrong, you'd tell me, wouldn't you?
Kathy Thorn:
Wrong? What could be wrong with our child, Robert? We're the beautiful people, aren't we?
Young nanny:
Look at me, Damien! It's all for you.
[she jumbs off a roof, hanging herself]
Robert Thorn:
[ignoring Brennan's warnings about Damien] ... Now, I've heard you. I want you to hear me: I *never* want to see you again.
Father Brennan:
...You'll see me in *hell*, Mr. Thorn. There, we will share out our centuries.