Damien: Omen II

Good. But understand that doesn't entitle
you to privileges. We're all the same here.

Damien Thorn, Sergeant.
- You don't look alike.
- Cousins, Sergeant.

All right. But understand,
the same thing goes for you.

Your name?
- Morning, Bill.
- Well! Richard.

Uh... by the way, there's something
I want to talk over with you.

I'm the first to admit
that Paul's difficult to get on with...

...but it took us years
to find a man with his qualifications.

I'm not questioning his qualifications.
It's, uh...

His manner.
I can even cope with his manner.
I've met and dealt with every kind.

No. I don't like what he's proposing.
It sticks in my craw.

And I don't intend to hide my feelings.
Are you worried it could get us
in trouble with the Justice Department?

Well, he's dealing with highly emotive stuff.
Bill... let's hear him out.
The only thing I ask is...

...that you couch your objections
with a little more delicacy than usual.

Jennie! Is Miss Marion dressed yet?
I don't think she's awake, Mrs Thorn.
I knocked, but she didn't answer.

Thank you.
Aunt Marion?