The Omen

Photographer: Run out of film? Keith Jennings: Just saving a bit for his canonization. Photographer: How's that? Keith Jennings: I don't know if we just got the heir to the Thorn millions here, or Jesus Christ himself.

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Holly: Damien! Damien! Damien, look at me! I'm over here! Damien, I love you. Damien Thorn: Look. There's Nanny. Holly: Look at me, Damien. It's all for you! [steps off the roof and hangs herself]

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Robert Thorn: Yes, Father? Father Brennan: We haven't much time. You must listen to what I have to say. Robert Thorn: All right. What is it? Father Brennan: You must accept Christ as your saviour. You must accept him now. Robert Thorn: Forgive me, Father, but I understand that you have a matter of some urgent personal business? Father Brennan: You must take communion. Drink the blood of Christ and eat his flesh. Only if he is within you can you defeat the son of the devil. Robert Thorn: I see. Father Brennan: He's killed once, he'll kill again. He'll kill until everything that's yours is his. Robert Thorn: Father, would you mind... Father Brennan: Only through Christ can you fight him. Accept the Lord Jesus. Drink his blood. I've locked the door, Mr. Thorn. Secretary: Yes? Robert Thorn: Would you send for a security guard? Father Brennan: I beg you, Mr. Thorn. Listen to what I have to say. Secretary: Ambassador Thorn? Father Brennan: I was at the hospital, Mr. Thorn, the night your son

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Mrs. Baylock: I know this is a difficult time for you, so I'll not intrude on your grief. I'm here to take away some of your troubles and anxieties. We'll soon help your little boy to forget what's happened. I'm afraid, sir, that some of our young nannies, they get homesick, or they have boyfriend problems. I left all that behind a long time ago. Well, now, if you'll let me see your boy? Katherine Thorn: Well, yes, of course. He's upstairs. I'll show you where it is. Mrs. Baylock: Why don't you just leave us alone at first? Let us get acquainted in our own way. Katherine Thorn: Well, he's shy with new people. Mrs. Baylock: Oh, no. Not with me, he won't be. Katherine Thorn: I like her. Robert Thorn: She seems alright. Katherine Thorn: Where'd you find her? Robert Thorn: Where did I find her? Katherine Thorn: Yeah. Robert Thorn: I didn't find her. I assumed you found her.

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Robert Thorn: Are you sure that you don't wanna call a doctor? Katherine Thorn: No. It's just a couple of bruises. It'll be all right in the morning. Robert Thorn: No, I mean... for Damien. Katherine Thorn: Oh, no, he's fine. He's... he's sound asleep. Robert Thorn: Just... just to have him examine him. Katherine Thorn: Well, he's perfectly all right. Never been sick a day in his life. Robert Thorn: He never has, has he? Isn't that a little strange? Katherine Thorn: Is it? Robert Thorn: I mean, no measles or mumps or chickenpox. Not even a cough or a cold. Katherine Thorn: So? Robert Thorn: I just think it's a little unusual. Katherine Thorn: Look, he's a perfectly healthy boy. I mean, we have nothing to worry about with him. Not physically or... or otherwise. He just... had a bad moment. You know, like a fright.

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Robert Thorn: If there were anything wrong, you'd... tell me, wouldn't you? Katherine Thorn: Wrong? What could be wrong with our child, Robert? We're beautiful people, aren't we? Robert Thorn: There is something wrong, isn't there? [she hugs him] Kathy. Is it so serious? Katherine Thorn: Robert, I... I want... I need to see a psychiatrist. I... I have... fears. I have such fears. Robert Thorn: What kind of fears? What kind? Katherine Thorn: If I told you, you'd put me away.

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