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Major Len Carsleigh: We found him; we located Campion. He crash-landed on a one-stoplight town in East Texas. Lieutenant General William "Billy" Starkey: He made it halfway across the country. How'd he do that? MAJ Carsleigh: I don't know. But the important thing is, right now, we got a shot at containing this. LTG Starkey: Is he dead or alive? MAJ Carsleigh: He's dead. LTG Starkey: Denninger says this thing has a communicability rate of over 99%. You understand what that means? Any chance of containing this went by the window when Campion bought his first takeout burger. MAJ Carsleigh: We can't think that way, Billy. LTG Starkey: Yeah, you're right. Of course you are. What about the rest of his family? MAJ Carsleigh: They're dead, sir. Contact with the townspeople was minimal. LTG Starkey: That doesn't matter. We're gonna have to shut that town down, lock it up, dig a moat around it. MAJ Carsleigh: That operation's already on the launching pad, sir. LTG Starkey: What kinda coverage yo

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Dr. Herbert Denninger: Mr. Stuart Redman, Dr. Herbert Denninger. Would you mind accompanying us, please? Stu Redman: Hey. You wanna take your hand off my arm, hoss? Dr. Herbert Denninger: [To the soldier accompanying him] He was one of the men who had direct contact with Campion; put him in the truck. If he resists- Stu Redman: I ain't gonna resist. Country don't mean dumb.

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MAJ Carsleigh: We have a rather large problem in Wyoming, sir. LTG Starkey: What large problem is that, Len? MAJ Carsleigh: News team got out of Pine Bluff with some potentially damaging video tapes, sir. LTG Starkey: Flu victims, body dumps? MAJ Carsleigh: Little of both. And our ops, I'm told. LTG Starkey: Well, we can't have that. Showing footage like that would not be in the national interest! MAJ Carsleigh: Absolutely not, sir. LTG Starkey: Well, do we know where these news people, these rabble rousers are now? MAJ Carsleigh: Yes, sir, we do. LTG Starkey: Get that video tape, Len. By any means necessary. Make it a priority. MAJ Carsleigh: Yes, sir.

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Dr. Denninger: Patty Greer says you've given her… quite a bit of trouble. She's quite upset. Stu Redman: Well, that makes two of us. Being hijacked by a bunch of government sons of bitches in spacesuits does that to me every time. So, if you don't wanna see how quick I can rip a hole in that thing 'fore you can get outta here, you better give me a little information.

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Nick Andros: Who are you, ma'am? Mother Abagail: Abagail Freemantle. But folks 'round these parts just call me Mother Abagail. I'm a hundred and six years old, and I still make my own bread!

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When I was a boy, we caught ourselves a mountain lion back up in the hills. We shot it, 'n' dragged it back to town. What was left of that critter when we got home was the sorriest lookin' sight I've ever seen. You the second sorriest, boy.

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Dr. Dietz: I'd like you to meet a friend of mine. Meet Geraldo. Stu Redman: Geraldo, huh? Dr. Dietz: Um-hmm. Now, the virus your fellow townspeople contracted passes easily from human to guinea pig, and vice-versa, presumably. But Geraldo has been breathing your air, via convector, for the last three days. And Geraldo is fine and frisky, as you see. I'd call that rather comforting, wouldn't you? Stu Redman: I see you're not taking any chances. Dr. Dietz: That's not in my contract. However, it does appear there is absolutely nothing wrong with you, Mr. Redman. Or, may I call you "Stu"? Stu Redman: Just don't call me Geraldo. Dr. Dietz: All right, now, you listen up! I'm not responsible for you being here, or for the dead people in your home town. Neither is Denninger, or the nurses who come in to take your blood pressure. Stu Redman: Then who is? Dr. Dietz: No one. Everyone. God. Who knows? Stu Redman: Dietz! Calm down. I was just faking. Dr. Dietz: Why… why would you do a thing

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Dr. Dietz: Just think, Stu. All of those tests we ran on you, and we never found a single immunity vector. Not one! What makes you so special? Have you been touched by God? Stu Redman: [Warily] Where's your buddy, Denninger? Dr. Dietz: He's dead. They're all dead. Everyone except me, and thee. Stu Redman: And you're here to take care of me, is that it? Dr. Dietz: Hole in one! [Goes into a coughing fit] Stu Redman: Why? Dr. Dietz: Why? Because I've decided a piece of chicken-fried crap like you doesn't deserve to live. Not with so many good men dying. Stu Redman: Those "good men" caused this mess!

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Listen, I'm gonna try and get the, uh… the afternoon flight back, so… you put on your sexiest number, I'm gonna take ya out to dinner, then I'll take ya out dancing… then maybe I'll just take ya.

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Bring out your dead! Bring out your dead! Bring out your— He's coming for you, Larry. The Man With No Face!

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Poke: Ya know what time it is? Lloyd Henreid: What time is it? Poke: Time to make a cash withdrawal! Lloyd Henreid: I heard that! Poke: And if anybody — I mean anybody — says anything, or does anything to stop us… Lloyd Henreid: We gonna Pokerize 'em! Poke: Dead right! Damn straight!

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LTG Starkey: "Things fall apart. The center does not hold." [A] man named Yeats said that. I didn't understand that poem in college, Len. But I… must be getting smarter in my old age, because I understand it now. And one other line from that poem: "What rough beast, its hour come round at last, slouches toward Bethlehem to be born?" I think that beast might be on its way, Len. Major Len Carsleigh: You were right, Billy... the center didn't hold. It didn't...

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Rae Flowers: Tell ya what, Portland — it looks like the Marines have landed, and they don't look too happy. Frannie Goldsmith: This is a joke! Right? I mean, this has gotta be a joke! Peter Goldsmith: I don't think so, Frannie. I really don't think so. Rae Flowers: Hi, there. You're on the air. Caller: Rae, you all right? Rae 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. Soldier: Shut it down! Rae 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— Frannie Goldsmith: Oh my God, what's happening?! Peter Goldsmith: I don'

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Randall Flagg: Rub-a-dub-dub… Randall Flagg: … thanks for the grub. The Monster Shouter: Bring out your dead! The Dark Man cometh! Bring out your dead! The Dark Man cometh! Bring out your -- The Monster Shouter: ...the Dark Man...he is here!

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Nadine Cross: Oh, I think I lost my appetite. Larry Underwood: We gotta get outta here. Nadine Cross: I beg your pardon? Larry Underwood: I mean, we gotta get outta the city. I mean, it's not just the odds of getting shot. You have any idea what it's going to smell like in two weeks? Five million people rotting in the July sun! Nadine Cross: Ohhh-kay. Larry Underwood: What is that?! Nadine Cross: Vitamin C. Larry Underwood: Yeah, I'm sorry. It's none of my business. Nadine Cross: Apology accepted...mostly because I think you're right. The Big Apple is baked.

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Bump-dee-bump! My life for you!

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I hear ya, Lord, and I'm in the way o' doin' your will… but I don't much like it! Oh, I'll do what you say, Lord — don't I always? But even your own Son prayed that the cup be taken from his lips, and I'm… prayin' the same thing. Heh heh. Probably… get about the same answer, too! [laughs]

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Lloyd Henreid: Can you let me outta here, mister? I'll do anything you want. Randall Flagg: You poor guy. You look like ka-ka! [giggles] Tell me something, Lloyd— Lloyd Henreid: How do you know my name? Randall Flagg: Lucky guess. How'd you stay alive so long? Lloyd Henreid: I saw it coming down, and I saved up some food, that's how. Randall Flagg: Brer Rat, how'd he taste? Lloyd Henreid: [snivelling] Poke should be here, not me! Everything was Poke's idea! Randall Flagg: And you got stuck with nothin' to eat but Rat Tartar. Randall Flagg: Oh! I never even introduced myself, did I? Pleased to meet you, Lloyd. Hope you guess my name. Lloyd Henreid: Huh? Randall Flagg: Oh, uh… nothing. Just a little classical reference.

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Larry Underwood: And you've had plenty of those, thank you very much! Nadine Cross: Hey! Give that back! Larry Underwood: No, ma'am. I'm not gonna stand here in the middle of five million dead people and watch you commit suicide! [throws pills away] Nadine Cross: NOOOO! [slaps him] How dare you! [storms off] Larry Underwood: Okay. Where're you going? Nadine Cross: Going to the George Washington Bridge! By myself! Larry Underwood: Pfft. I don't need this prima donna act… Missy! I really don't! You have fun… getting raped and murdered back on 7th Avenue! Sweetheart!

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Stu Redman: He's the first dog I've seen in, uh… well, since the third week of June. Glen Bateman: Yeah. Superflu took most of the dogs… right along with their idiot masters. Most unfair.

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Nadine Cross: So… cold! No! He's warm, not you! Randall Flagg: But I'm the one you belong to, Nadine. You are the Promised One. Nadine Cross: [petulantly] Why me? Who promised?

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Thanks. Decoration is my hobby. M-O-O-N, that spells "hobby". I got it, Mister! I got it! You're just like old Albion Packalot's hired man! Tom Cullen knows what that is! M-O-O-O-N, that spells "deaf and dumb"! Everybody's… always talkin' about what a dull town this is, since the roller rink went bust. And there's just the drive-in theater out on Route 61, and… all they show is them diddly-daddly pictures, and they're all rated "X". M-O-O-N, that spells "X".

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All right, I'm ready! Laws, yes! M-O-O-N, that spells "ready"! Woo-hoo! M-O-O-N, that spells "Nebraska"!

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Julie Lawry: You're name's Tom, right? Tom Cullen: Tom Cullen. M-O-O-N, that spells "Tom Cullen".

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Ralph Bretner: Name's Ralph Bretner. Tom Cullen: I'm Tom Cullen. M-O-O-N, that spells "Tom Cullen". I don't know his name, 'cause I can't read it. Sure wish I did, though — laws, yes. Ralph Bretner: Your friend's name here is "Nick Andros". M-O-O-N, I-I guess that spells "Nick". [laughs]

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Lucy Swann: I'm so pleased to meet you. Larry Underwood: Yeah, same here, believe me. [to the boy] How ya doin', son? Larry Underwood: Whoa! Lucy Swann: Put that away. Larry Underwood: Nice kid! Has he had his rabies shots yet? Lucy Swann: I'm sorry, I'm sorry. He's–he's been… traumatized. Larry Underwood: Haven't we all.

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Ralph Bretner: Uh, Nick says that… he says he don't believe in God. Mother Abagail: God bless ya, Nick! But it don't matter! He believes in you.

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Tom Cullen: What is it, Gina? Gina McCone: A parade! Come on up and look! Tom Cullen: Gosh, it is! Tom Cullen: M-O-O-N, that spells parade.

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Lloyd Henreid: Flagg wants to see you. Trashcan Man: [whispering intensely] My life for him. Yes. My life for him! Rat Man: Dude's crazy. Lloyd Henreid: Like we're not?

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Nadine Cross: I'm here. I came to you. Randall Flagg: The bride cometh to the bridegroom as a flame to the wick of a lamp. Nadine Cross: Is that the Bible? Randall Flagg: Hmm, Danielle Steele, I think.

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Glen Bateman: 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. Ralph Bretner: Ah, hell, Professor. What's wrong with puttin' the rocks back in people's scotch? Glen Bateman: It's the old way. And the old way was a death trip. Stu Redman: That's a little heavy, don'tcha think? Glen Bateman: 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. Stu Redman: What's the problem? Glen Bateman: 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

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Mother Abagail: [Sharply] Who's this woman who comes?! Randall Flagg: [in Nadine's mind] Go to her! Nadine Cross: My name is Nadine Cross. Mother Abagail: [Warily] Mayhap it is, and mayhap it ain't! Nadine Cross: I'm from New York. Mother Abagail: Mayhap you are… Nadine Cross: [muttering] Mayhap I ain't. Nadine Cross: I won't keep you long. Nadine Cross: You look so tired. Of course, anyone your age is bound to tire easily, isn't that so? Mother Abagail: Hello, Joe, what'd'ya know? [laughs]

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Ralph Bretner: Flagg is our business right now. And we'll have to trust Mother Abagail… to her God. Glen Bateman: 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.

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Larry Underwood: 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? Larry Underwood: Oh my God, I'm a politician. This isn't Colorado, it's Hell! Larry Underwood: I can't believe we're doin' this! Stu Redman: 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! Larry Underwood: Yeah? Stu Redman: 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! Larry Underwood: You're awful cute when you get angry, Stu.

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Frannie Goldsmith: Are you the same Tom that Nick met in Oklahoma? Tom Cullen: Yes. No. I'm God's Tom. Stu Redman: Look. And then you come back here to Boulder, when the moon is full. Do you understand? Tom Cullen: Yes! M-O-O-N… spells moon.

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Barry Dorgan: And get the toolkit outta the cab and take it into the hangar office. Tom Cullen: You bet! M-O-O-N, that spells "toolkit"!

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Harold Lauder: What the hell are you doing? Don't screw with my disco, Nadine! Nadine Cross: Is everything all right? Harold Lauder: No. Harold Lauder: If I had dropped this, you would be washing my guts out of your pretty white hair for the next two weeks. Nadine Cross: I'm sorry. Harold Lauder: Let me make a suggestion, my little disco queen. Take a walk. Nadine Cross: Take a walk? Harold 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.

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Harold Lauder: Nadine? Nadine Cross: What? Harold Lauder: We're damned. Nadine Cross: Yes. I know.

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Do it, Harold! Do it!

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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! Mother Abagail: The Devil's imp has called his bride to put her with child. Will he let your child live, little girl? Mother Abagail: 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.

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Mother Abagail: 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?! Stu Redman: Frannie, come on— Frannie Goldsmith: What?! Stu Redman: Come on, shhh. Mother Abagail: 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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Lloyd Henreid: And remember what I told you — don't mark him! Dave Roberts: Right! I mean, copy! Lloyd Henreid: [to himself] If black powder were brains, that guy couldn't blow his nose.

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Dayna Jurgens: What happened to the chairs? Randall Flagg: Oh, I had them taken out. [laughs] Liars sit in chairs, you know? Truth tellers just sort of… hunker down. Randall Flagg: But every time I try to see this third spy… all I can see… is the Moon. "M-O-O-N, that spells moon." Dayna Jurgens: Mother Abagail is not dead. Randall Flagg: Oh… I'm afraid she is. Dayna Jurgens: I don't believe it. Randall Flagg: She died in a coma… without saying a word.

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When the Moon is full. M-O-O-N… spells "moon".

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May God have mercy on his poor excuse for a soul.

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Nadine Cross: I waited so long. Randall Flagg: The waiting's over.

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Glen Bateman: Yeah, there's a perfectly good reason for this little stroll, you know. And Mother Abagail knew it when she sent us out the way she did, with just the clothes on our backs. Our bellies are empty, and, more importantly, our heads are empty. Ralph Brentner: Hell — mine was pretty empty to begin with. Glen Bateman: Yeah, well, I'm serious. We're out here in the middle of the Great American Nowhere, minus all the baggage we used to carry every place we went. She wanted us cleaned out. Empty. Ready to be filled up again by some new thing. Maybe a great thing. Almost certainly the last thing.

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We… are… dead… and… this… is… Hell!

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You let me go upstairs without telling me?! I could pop your neck like a tick!

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Nadine Cross: They're coming for you, you know. The old woman sent them before she died. Randall Flagg: Get your ass back in here. Nadine Cross: Everything you've made here is falling apart. They're saying a simple retarded boy outwitted Randall Flagg. They're saying Judge Farris got away from your man in Idaho. Randall Flagg: He's as dead as Judas Iscariot. Nadine Cross: They're asking questions about Dayna, too. It's all slipping through your fingers. And they're whispering, Randy. I can see them, leaving their posts in the dead of night, and your eye can't see them. [sits on railing] And when they come here — Stu… and Ralph… and Glen… and La— when they get here, your time will end, and I'll be watching. I'll be watching from Hell, with your baby in my arms. [stands on railing] Randall Flagg: [uneasily] Come back in, Nadine. I'll give you everything you could ever want. Nadine Cross: [laughing mockingly] Can you give me Larry again? Nadine Cross: Your

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Larry Underwood: This is no game, Stu. Glen Bateman: Stu's right, Larry. Mother Abagail said one of us would fall by the way. Larry Underwood: W-what does that mean? Huh? What are you saying? You're a college professor, for god sakes! Glen Bateman: Not anymore. In case you hadn't noticed, Larry, school is out. Larry Underwood: Look, I thought he was your friend! Glen Bateman: Of course he's my friend. But that doesn't matter now. Ralph Brentner: It's God's plan— Larry Underwood: Shut up about God! I'm sick of hearing about God! Stu Redman: This whole trip was based on the idea that Mother Abagail knew what she was talkin' about. Ralph Brentner: That's right. Larry Underwood: It's not right. It's not right! This isn't God's will, or God's plan! It's a washout! And you got a broken leg, Stu, and I'm not gonna leave you here! Stu Redman: When we came on this trip, we put our lives in the hands of Mother Abagail's God. Now, that hasn't changed. If he wants me to eat, he'll send food.

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Glen Bateman: More than three or four would probably be fatal. Do you know that? Stu Redman: Yeah, I suppose so.

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Barry Dorgan: By virtue of the power vested in me, smartass, you're under arrest. Ralph Brentner: In whose name? Barry Dorgan: You know who I speak for. Ralph Brentner: Then why don't you say it? Ralph Brentner: Well, I'll say it for ya. Calls himself Randall Flagg, but who he really is, is an apostate of Hell. Now, you got that in your little clipboard there, Mr. Burlson? Paul Burlson: I wonder if you men might give me your Social Security numbers? Larry Underwood: Relax! You don't need those. That's why we came here. We got a message for your little tin god. Barry Dorgan: Tin god? Tin god. Man, that's funny. I spent 22 years on the Santa Monica P.D., and I know what happens when guys like you end up runnin' the show. We haven't got a single addict in Vegas. Can your people say the same? Glen Bateman: Mr. Dorgan, even a man of your apparently limited intelligence should be able to see that your experiences with a few battered babies and drug abusers doesn't justify your embrace of a m

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Glen Bateman: You're quite a piece of work, Mr. Cockroach. We could take a lesson from you, especially in light of recent events. I have an idea that… I'll be gone, come this time tomorrow. But you'll still be trucking, won't you? Running your little roach errands. Randall Flagg: That's a wrap on the roach. Randall Flagg: Actually, uh… I've decided to let you go. Glen Bateman: Really? Marvelous. Of course, I couldn't go without my friends. Randall Flagg: Oh, of course not! No, you'll all go together. Tomorrow morning. Tonight, if you prefer. And, uh… once again, all you have to do is ask. Only… for a favor of this magnitude… I really think you ought to do it on your knees. Randall Flagg: Stop it. Stop laughing at me! Glen Bateman: Sorry! It's just that… it's just that we made such… such a business of you, and it turns out you're nothing more than another cockroach, scurrying around, running little roach errands! Ha ha ha ha ha ha! Randal

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Tell me something, chief! They teach you this one in Santa Monica P.D.?

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Mother Abagail: [voiceover] The promise has been kept as God has willed it. Amen. Ralph Brentner: Larry! Do you see it? Larry Underwood: The Hand of God! Mother Abagail: [voiceover] You done good, boys. Come on home.

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Stu Redman: "I saw a pale horse, and a pale rider upon it. The name of the horse was Pestilence. The name of the rider was Death." Tom Cullen: What was it, Stu? Stu Redman: It's the end of Las Vegas, Tommy. And the end of Randall Flagg… if God is good.

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This'll make you feel better, Stu! It's peanut butter and jelly! M-O-O-N, that spells "peanut butter and jelly"!

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Stu Redman: Lucy… Larry— Lucy Swan: N-no, I know. I know what happened. I'm… sure that when the end came, they, um… met it on their feet. And that's what they were sent out there to do, wasn't it? To stand? Stu Redman: I reckon it was. Lucy Swan: He's gone… but I'll have his baby. Maybe… it's not all I wanted, or all I dreamed of having… but it'll have to be enough.