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- More of your silly designs, Katia?

- Give it back, Mom.

- Of course.

But, why don't you read something instead?

Or watch television?

You're supposed to keep your mind active, not obsessed.

You just keep doing the same design,

over and over again.

It's not right.

You mustn't go on this way, Katia.

One day soon, you're going to get up out of bed

and you'll be fine.

And all of this will be an unpleasant memory.

- Call Blitz and make him stop barking.

Oh, that dog's annoying.

- Blitz?

Blitz?

- How's the pressure? - Dropping.

Give him some oxygen.

Number two.

Number three, Emily.

Number one.

Four.

- Pressure? - Normal.

Check the heartbeat.

One.

Four.

Doctor!

One and a half CCs.

- Hey, look who's here! - Hey, Grandpa, how you doin'!

- Want a ride? - Look at him weavin'.

- He's havin' a problem there, yeah.

- Hey, Grandpa!

- Get out of the way.

Leave me alone!

You lost your balance!

Hey, watch out.

- Hey!

You rats, get out of here!

- Hey!

Shaughnessy, Shaughnessy!

- Is that you, Sergeant?

- You better watch your step, Shaughnessy.

If I catch you drunk just once more,

I'm gonna have to lock you up.

You get it?

- I'm not drunk!

I'm not drunk.

- You understand what I'm tellin' ya?

Sergeant, they got a badly wounded man

in the hospital, they wanna talk to you.

- Okay, this is Engleman, yeah, I'll be right over.

Watch it!

He isn't gonna make it.

Adrenaline.

That's enough.

Pressure and cardiac rhythm?

- Normal. - Thank you.

Stitches.

It's absurd, completely absurd.

Recuperative powers like that simply don't exist.

- A tribute to your skill, doctor.

- I'd like to accept the compliment, Emily, but I can't.

You were there and you saw what happened.

He started recovering on his own,

before I even had a chance to begin the heart massage.

- Yes, I saw, but what | remember are his eyes.

For a minute, I thought he was really conscious.

- A nervous contraction, or at least let's say that's

the only explanation I can come up with.

What I'm remembering is how quickly his blood coagulated

while I was operating on him.

It's something I've never seen before in my life.

- Could it be an anomaly of the lymphatic system?

- It's possible.

We'll do all the indicated tests and analyses, of course.

Could you take care of that, please, Emily?

- Oh, I'm supposed to go to the Bennetts' place.

- Is that alright? - Ah, yes, yes.

How is the little girl?

- She has tremendous willpower.

| hope to god that deviation will disappear.

- It will, and thanks will be due to you as well as to him.

- Go on. - Thank you, doctor.

- I'll see you tomorrow. - Right.

- It was a horrible thing, the first thing I did

when I came to my senses was to phone the hospital.

But I suppose there's not much hope for the poor man.

- No, I'm afraid not.

I'm no doctor, but | don't think it looks good.

They don't expect him to pull through.

| saw the blood on the gate.

You know what I'm wondering?

How did he manage to wound himself in that way?

Had you ever seen this man before?

- No, never.

| imagine that he was going to rob the house.

- What, pull a robbery with the owners at home?

Doesn't make sense.

Your husband is away?

- No, he's out on a job.

Decided to watch the game on television.

At the Forrests', they're friends of ours, they live nearby.

They're expecting us at 10.

We don't like to leave Katia on her own too long.

- Of course.

How is she coming along?

- Oh, better, but there's still a long time to go

before she can get out of bed.

- I see.

Well, I'll be getting on my way.

Goodbye, Mrs. Bennett, and thank you for your help.

- Give my regards to Katia. - I will, thanks.

- Evening, sir.

Could I see some identification, please?

- Identifi... - Driver's license.

- Credit card. - Ah, yes.

Yes, I've got...

| have a passport.

- Thank you, sir.

What are you doing in this neck of the woods?

Visiting our roaring metropolis on foot?

-Oh, no, I...

My automobile, it break down, some kilometers.

Kilometers, huh?

Well, it's lucky you bumped into me.

There's no one out tonight.

They've all gone home to watch the game.

It's a big night, the Rams and the Steelers

for the championship.

Get in, I'll see if can find you a mechanic.

- Oh, it's very kind, thank you.

- You like football?

American football, that is.

- Yes.

- That's it, huh? - That's all of it, Ben.

- No identification.

- Hey.

No smoking.

- Leaving so soon? - Hi.

- I have to run home before | go out to the Bennetts'.

See you tomorrow.

- Bye, Sergeant. - See ya.

- So long.

She's a great girl, wasted in a place like this.

- Strange.

Greek.

Drachmas.

That other fellow's a Greek, too.

- What fellow?

- Oh, nothing.

When can I see the patient, soon?

- Not till tomorrow, doctor's orders.

- Okay.

But you've seen him, what's he look like?

- He's huge, not my type at all.

He has a strange face.

The kind you'd rather not meet at night when you're alone.

- Oh, come on.

Now, when is a nice-looking girl like you ever alone?

- And especially at night. - You're kidding, Ben.

This town's a graveyard.

| wish you'd run after me, at least you're a bachelor.

- Well, that can easily be arranged.

Just murder someone and I will.

See you around, Ben.

- Bye, Thelma.

- How is he doing? - Incredibly well.

Look at him.

Only two hours ago he was on the operating table.

- So I see.

He's incredible.

Like the histological examinations and all the other tests.

They indicate his blood is reproducing itself

at triple the normal rate.

- Did you tell Dr. Kramer? - Yeah.

He said to send everything to the

biophysical lab for further tests.

- Doctor.

He's awake.

Thelma, Thelma!

Help me.

Calm down!

- Move it.

- What was that about?

- Hello, Walter, it's Ben.

Oh, you were asleep?

Sorry.

No, look, I left a guy in front of your house

about half an hour ago, said his car broke down.

That's right, a foreigner.

Huh?

Nobody, huh?

Okay.

Okay.

Sorry about that.

Go back to sleep.

That Greek.

- Hey, Sergeant.

Sergeant, Peter's bar didn't close

until after hours as usual.

He doesn't give a damn about the law.

| think we should pull him in this time.

- Yeah?

Oh, yes, Thelma.

Huh?

What?

I'll be right over there, hold on.

- Where are we off to, sarge?

- We're gonna have a few words with a lying tourist.

- Everything seems to be alright again.

But I still think he better have two units of pediarix.

- Yes, doctor.

Doctor Gluba.

You're needed in the emergency ward.

- Doctor Gluba, please. - Yes, what is it?

A young boy has damaged his hand

with a fire cracker.

- I'll be right there.

Thelma, don't leave him alone, not for a minute.

- Mm-hm.

- He's all yours, Sergeant.

- Thank you, Jim.

Well!

So, you decided to come to the hospital

to get your car fixed.

Is that it?

What are you up to, mister, huh?

That guy in there is afraid of you.

Why?

Are you responsible for the wounds he's got, huh?

Talk, damn you!

Well?

Have you decided to talk?

Sit down.

- But this is important that | go with you, important!

- Stay just where you are, keep an eye on him, Jim.

Come on!

Alright.

Once more from the top.

You entered this country two days ago, is that right?

- I have already told you my story, inspector.

There is no more time that we can lose.

- Well, mister, I'm just a dumb small-town cop.

And I have trouble understanding certain things.

Especially if they're SO crazy, so far-out.

Lots of us hicks are like that.

So, let's hear it again.

- I know how it seems, my story, but there exists

a reality that we do not see.

Is that a fact?

It's really kind of you to tell me that.

Well, it's the reality | did see that interests me.

That nurse back there.

The one with a drill through her head!

- Yes.

Yes, I know.

And it is sad for me, but...

| will tell everything.

But I should like the doctor who operated on him

that he should also be present.

He will convince you better than I.

- Okay, let's go see Dr. Kramer.

- It's extraordinary.

I've never seen such an extensive cerebral mass.

This one we took after the operation.

- It doesn't make sense, Dr. Kramer.

His brain got bigger after the operation?

- I know, science cannot accept it.

- So, this Mikos Stenopolis is, how shall I put it?

Immortal?

- Nor can blind faith accept it, but it is so.

His body can regenerate dead cells.

- Now, that is hard to believe.

It'll be for me.

Engleman.

Yeah, I was expecting the call, put him through.

Yeah, this is Engleman.

Alright, thanks.

So, it turns out you're a priest.

- I serve God with biochemistry modern with rights

at St. Monis.

- Yes, the consul told me you're doing some kind

of experimental work in your institute.

But shouldn't you have alerted the authorities

instead of running after this guy on your own?

- When he escaped from the laboratory,

after the contamination, we advise authorities.

They organize great hunt.

You see this?

Here is written that he is dead.

Officially dead.

- Hm, well, we can use the picture,

but what's the article about?

- Excuse me, it is written that Mikos is killed by rifles

by expert marksman and that his body is disappeared

- into the sea. - Alright, alright, alright.

Let's get back to now.

Tell me, we know he Kills, only, do you know why?

- I would say that he does not regenerate cells perfectly.

That he is insane.

- We have to find some way of stopping him.

- But you just said he can't be killed.

- Oh, but there is a way.

His blood coagulates and his cell memory when he

constitutes any organ that is injured, all but his brain.

Once the cerebral cells are destroyed,

they cannot regenerate.

It is his brain that is his weak point.

- I don't need them tomorrow morning.

| need them now, damn it!

| can't get you the captain's order,

he's at home watchin' the game.

It's my ass if I call him now.

Damn them and damn you!

Nothing doing.

They can't send anyone till tomorrow morning.

And in the meantime, that thing is walking our streets.

- Tomorrow morning could be too late.

We must be the ones to move.

- So, this is the team, eh?

A priest, a detective near retirement,

and a young moron rookie of a cop.

Terrific, just terrific.

- It is better that I have a gun.

| know what you are thinking,

but there is nothing of human left in him.

He is creature of evil, the spark of God was smothered

the moment the devil took possession of him.

- I guess you know more about that line of business

than I do, Father.

I'll give you a car and we can look for him separately.

It's not a big town, but it's spread out.

- Remember, you must hit at his brain.

Nothing else will help us.

I can't.

If you're thinking of what went on, yes, I can forgive that.

Only, how does one forgive the future?

- Oh, hi, daddy!

- Hi, monster.

- Areal monster came today.

Stop that, Willy, we had an accident.

- What kind of accident?

- A thief tried to climb over the gate

and was wounded horribly on the points.

They took him to the hospital.

- Even the police were here, Daddy.

- Sergeant Engleman dropped by.

It seems the man was a foreigner.

But he'll come by tomorrow and let us know more.

- Okay, aren't you ready yet?

- Darling?

| really don't feel much like leaving the kids on their own.

Especially after what happened today.

| thought we could stay home and watch the game

and be alone.

- Oh, come on, Carol, the Forrests are expecting us.

We can't just not show.

We should have warned them earlier.

Did you ask Emily if she can sleep over?

- I did phone her.

She said she would, but she isn't here yet.

- She'll get here.

You get ready, I'll go see Katia.

- Alright.

Alright.

- It's not too late, Angela, darling.

We could start again.

Why not?

- How can you ever think that, Noel?

- It's easy.

When your feelings run as deep as mine do, my dearest,

nothing seems to be impossible.

- It can't be, Noel, you know that.

That's simply not true, my love.

We did decide on a policy forgive and forget, didn't we?

- You did, Noel.

| can't.

If you're thinking of what went on, yes, I can forgive that.

Only, how does one forgive the future?

- One doesn't think about the future, my love.

One lets it come in order to see what it may bring.

| know you love me.

- Hey, put that back on!

Give me that!

Willy, quit that!

- Hi, princess, how are you doing?

- Fine, did Momma tell you about what happened?

She did, were you frightened?

- No, but Willy cried for a solid hour.

- Your mother and I are going over to the Forrests'.

Do you mind?

- No, Daddy, what happened, what's the matter?

- Why?

- You're strange, you seem worried.

It makes me think something's the matter.

If it's about me, please don't worry.

I'm fine, honestly I am, really.

- I'm glad to hear that.

Anyway, if I'm nervous, it's something to do with work.

Nothing serious, okay?

- Okay.

- Hey, sarge, is it true the only way to kill him

is by shooting him through the head?

- That's right, Sherlock, now all you gotta do

is keep your eyes open and your mouth shut, you got it?

- Bye, Mommy! - Bye, dear.

Peggy, remember, you're not to leave until Emily gets here.

- Do you understand? - Yes, ma'am.

- Whose car shall we take?

- Oh, let's take mine, it's in front.

| just hope that little moron does as I told her.

- I'm feeling very nervous. - Oh, stop worrying.

We're just going down the road.

After all, it's not as if we were leaving for South America.

- Yes, but why is Emily so late?

- Excuse me, miss.

You dropped this when you fell down back there.

- Thank you.

Oh, hi, you got here just in time.

Oh, there you are, glad you've come.

- Hi, there, how are you? - Just fine, how are you?

- I'm good.

- I guess we better get everything ready.

- I'll help you.

A little less than a minute left

till kickoff time, folks.

The Rams won the toss and have elected to receive.

- What?

- Hey, what's with you, chum?

You're never tardy.

- Sorry, John, I'm not feeling all that great.

- Ah, just let ol' doc Forrest prescribe you.

- Yeah, this'll put hair on your chest.

Bottoms up.

Mainly through the throwing arm of their

rookie sensation quarter-back Josh McDougle.

- I want to see the game!

| want to see the game!

- Well, you're not going to, Willy.

- I want to see the game! - You're going off to bed.

Come on, now, no more of that nonsense.

You know perfectly well it's your bed time.

Stop it, Willy, please.

Quit that sniffling or the boogie man will be gettin' ya.

- It's not true.

Mommy says there is no boogie man.

- Oh, no?

And who do you think that was we saw before?

And you can't sure he won't come back.

You'd better get into that bed and hide your face under

the covers, because if you can't see him, he can't see you.

- What will he do if he does see me?

- He'll eat you, do you know what it feels like to be eaten?

- Peggy, I'm thirsty, a glass of water, please.

Willy, don't listen to her.

There's no such thing as the boogie man.

- Well...

What about that guy we saw before?

- He was just a poor old man, he was hurt.

But Peggy's right about one thing, though.

It is your bed time, now get undressed.

- What's the matter, Blitz?

What is it?

What's worrying you?

Hello?

- Peggy, how are the children?

Has Emily shown up yet?

- No, not yet, ma'am.

| just put him to bed.

- Well, do wait till Emily's there, would you, please?

- Oh, yes, of course I will, bye.

- Alright, thank you, bye.

Blitz!

Blitz, come back here!

Blitz!

Blitz!

- Maybe it was a car accident, | suppose whoever it was

could've been taken off to the hospital.

- Yeah, car accident, huh?

And not a scratch on the bike.

- Oh, Jesus.

- My god.

- Peggy.

Peggy.

You little brat.

Let's go see Katia now, hm?

- Here we are!

And McDougle hands the ball off to the line.

The speedy wingback coming back from the weak side.

He's looking for running room, he's got some.

He's across the midfield straight, sidesteps a tackle,

he's heading for the sidelines,

and he's finally brought down by big Larry Pack.

- John, would you give this plate to lan, please?

Thanks.

- Here, wrap your teeth around some of that.

- Thanks.

They're up behind the scrimmage

for the first play, and it's Bradshaw going back

and looking for a receiver and he sees big number 32

and nails him and there goes Mr. Harris.

He's gone 15, 20, 23,

and he's finally stopped by Youngblood number 27.

- As far as I'm concerned, you're hired.

- Don't make me laugh, Carol, you could run circles

around me all day in the month and you know it.

Sure, sure.

Padre, Padre, this Engleman, can you hear me?

Pick up the microphone in front of you

and push the button to talk.

- Yes, inspector, I hear you.

There's a new victim, a boy from the north end.

| called the hospital.

They're sending out an ambulance to pick him up.

He was torn to shreds.

You were right, Padre, that's no man.

It's a monster.

- You're really nasty, I'm not going to love you anymore

if you go on with your stupid jokes.

- I didn't mean to scare you like that, Emily.

- I know, Willy, I know.

I'm not mad, honestly.

Don't think about it anymore.

And Katia, you mustn't be too mad at Willy, either.

I'm sure he won't try it again.

| know what, while I'm busy with Katia why don't you go into

the den and watch the football game on television, okay?

- Okay.

- Oh, by the way, what happened to Peggy?

Wasn't she supposed to wait for me?

The boogie man ate her.

- I asked her for a glass of water and she disappeared.

Probably she was angry.

- Oh, I'm sure she isn't.

- Blitz has disappeared, too, Emily.

- I'm sure he's sniffing around the house somewhere.

Let's go switch on that television set, hm?

Come on.

Sit down, tiger.

Just three minutes left to play...

- Now, you stay here and behave yourself, okay?

Okay.

- Hello? - Emily, is that you?

- Yes, Dr. Kramer, how are you?

There's something | have to tell you.

- Okay, I'm all ears.

It's about Thelma Gardelia at the hospital.

I'm afraid she was brutally murdered

by that man we were operating on this morning.

- Oh, my god.

How horrible.

I know how close the two of you were,

so I thought I'd better tell you right away.

- Did they get him?

No, he disappeared without a trace.

Well, he did leave one trace.

He murdered a boy on a street in the north section of town.

The police are out looking for him now, although |

understand they're hampered by a lack of available manpower.

He's a blood-thirsty beast.

Unfortunately, he has such a rapid coefficient

of blood coagulation that he can block up any wound

he receives in just a few seconds before he can die.

- But, that just can't be.

You've got to be joking, doctor.

I wish I were, but I assure you I'm not.

| witnessed it in person, it seems the only way to kill him

is to hit him in the cerebral mass.

- How is that possible?

Don't ask me, I'm more perplexed that you are.

Well, I thought I had to tell you.

- Yes.

Thank you.

Oh, by the way, didn't you say the body of that child

was found in the north quarter?

Yes, Emily, which is where you are now.

| think you'd better sleep there at the Bennetts' tonight.

Don't try to go home.

- Yes, I see.

Thank you.

Down to the line of scrimmage.

The receivers break and it's a quarterback sneak!

And there he goes, he's across the 45,

and an incredible lateral pass all through the field

into Martison's waiting arms and I don't think anyone's

gonna stop him, he's past midfield, the 40, the 35,

he's over the 20 yard line and Martison's over for

the first touchdown of the game right at halftime.

- How long ago did Peggy leave?

Oh, about 10 minutes before you got here.

- And your parents are over at the Forrests' place?

Yes, why do you ask?

- Oh, no, no reason.

- How much longer do we have to do this?

- Until you can get up.

It's the only way to keep your muscles in action,

otherwise, when the day comes that you're finally cured,

you won't be able to stand on your feet.

- But are you sure I'll be cured?

- Of course, sweetheart.

You're under a type of traction now that will eliminate that

deviation in the spinal column.

You're sure to get better, you're young.

And here come the Rams out of their huddle.

It's first and 10 on their own 33.

Here comes the snap.

And it's a handoff to Martison who sweeps around his

own left end, cuts back inside,

avoids a tackle and looks around for some blocking.

He's galloping.

Big number 72 just gave him a beautiful block

and he's got more room, he's past midfield.

With power and speed and lots of smart,

may very well go all the way.

Just sit back and watch.

- I'll be through in a second, Carol.

Unbelievable.

Alright.

It was like something out of a nightmare.

Of course, it made her look 30 pounds heavier,

10 years older, arms stuck to her stomach.

And he smacks it down the end zone.

Here comes up the kick off.

He's past the 10, the 20, the 30, the 40, midfield.

This boy is giving all heart.

- We're gonna do it, I tell you, we're gonna do it.

The camera stays on big Johnny Hartman.

Number 58, he's mean and he's tough,

and he is out for blood, believe you me.

And he makes the tackle.

What a see-saw, ding-dong, back-and-forth, whip-flipping

Donny Brook we've got goin' here today, folks.

- Blitz!

Blitz?

They look beaten, have they given up?

There is just one answer to that, folks.

It's a two-letter word that starts with N and ends with O.

Try it in your next crossword puzzle.

- Blitz.

Blitz?

Blitz.

Come here.

Blitz.

Blitz?

Blitz!

Emily!

- What is it?

- Emily,

The boogie man's back, | just saw him in the kitchen.

- Honestly. - Willy, stop that nonsense.

- Honestly!

- I hope you're not just trying to scare us again.

- It's the truth, honest.

He wanted to eat me, come see.

Come see.

- Alright, I'll go have a look.

But you stay here.

- I already told you, there is no boogie man out there.

Now, would you calm down and stop trying to scare people?

So we'll get together next Wednesday

for lunch, and for God's sake, don't bring Jill, okay?

Bye.

Carol, it's all yours.

- Thanks.

- As far as I can tell, there's no one here.

- I imagine they're all sleeping.

What's the matter with you, lan?

- Nothing, other than running over a man today,

and not stopping to help him.

- Ian.

- Emily, what happened? - Oh, nothing at all.

The lights simply went out, I'll turn them back on.

Now, don't you move, understand?

- Alright.

Emily!

Emily, what is it?

What's the matter?

Emily, it's broken.

- Willy.

Come over here.

Now, Willy, listen to me carefully.

You know where your parents have gone.

| want you to run over to them, hurry.

- It's dark outside, I don't know where the house is.

- It doesn't matter, go outside, Willy.

Go as far away from here as you can.

Please, Willy, do as I tell you.

I don't want to, it's dark out there.

Don't make me go, please, Emily!

- Emily, please! - Do as I tell you!

Willy, please!

Katia, listen, there's a man in the house.

- Who is he?

- A sick man, he's crazy and very dangerous.

- And where is Willy?

- I sent him away to look for help.

We've just got to stay here until someone comes.

Do you understand?

You mustn't be frightened.

Emily!

Emily!

- Go away!

Go away, go away!

Please!

Katia, let me in!

Open the door!

| want to come in!

Let me in!

Katia!

Let me in, let me in!

Open the door, Katia!

Katia!

Please open the door!

Let me in, let me in!

Let me in, Katia!

Please!

Open the door!

Please!

Katia!

Hurry!

Katia, open the door!

Katia, please!

Hurry, Katia!

- I'll be there soon, Willy.

Don't worry.

I want to come in there!

Hurry!

Katia, open it, please!

- Ian, how could you do such a thing?

Do you know what they could do to you now?

- I don't know what happened to me.

| just didn't stop, that's all.

| was tired.

| was in a hurry to get home to you and the kids.

- But whoever it was might be lying in a ditch hurt.

- No, I'm positive.

| just brushed against him.

- Oh, lan.

Look.

They've turned the lights on again.

| guess they're not asleep.

- In God's name, put her down.

- Someone's coming, Carol.

- Where is he? - What's happened?

- Mommy, Daddy!

Here I am, here I am!

- Oh, darling, are you alright?

- Oh, sure. - Listen, Willy.

- Is he still in the house? - I don't know.

- Is who still in the house, who?

- What's going on? - The boogie man.

- What is it?

Katia.

Oh, god.

- Look, Willy, you don't need to be afraid anymore.