The Mist

Whoa!

All the food's gonna go bad.

Yeah, I drew up a list.

I'll hit the store before it gets all bought out.

Fuck.

- Can you save it? - No. No way.

No, I gotta start over from scratch.

I'll call the studio when the phones get back up,

see if they can extend my deadline.

What choice do they have?

You kiddin'?

They could whip up some bad Photoshop poster in an afternoon.

They do it all the time. Two big heads.

I should have brought it downstairs with me last night.

Just stupid, I guess.

Well, sweetie, you couldn't exactly know

that a tree was gonna come flying through the window.

Yeah, I'll hit the hardware store too,

get some plastic sheeting and duct tape

and seal this up before it gets dark, you know.

Order in some new glass.

Oh, you know what? That was your--

that was your grandfather's tree, the one he planted.

- Ohh. - Used to play in that tree.

It's just stuff, though.

You know, we're safe. That's all that counts.

Yeah.

Morn, Dad, you gotta come see!

Hey, Billy, take it easy, all right?

I really don't want you running all over the place.

But you gotta come look.

The boathouse is all bashed! Holy crap!

Billy.

Sorry, Morn, but you just gotta come! Come on!

Whoa!

Whoa.

- Whoa. - Come on.

Having spoken, the Doomsayer departs.

Come on!

How do you two always manage to make me laugh?

- You have incredibly low standards. - Mm-hmm.

Let's go, uh, see the damage.

No.

- Norton's tree. Yeah.

You mean the dead one I've been asking him

to take down for three years before it finally blew over?

That tree?

- Really got smooshed. - You ain't kiddin'.

Look at that.

What is it, Daddy?

Mist.

- On the lake? - We've had mist on the lake before.

Corning off the mountain like that?

Two fronts meeting,

left over from the storm, something like that.

You sure?

Honey, I'm not the weatherman.

Why don't you take Billy, get him dressed.

I'll take him to town with me.

Okay. Where you going?

I'm gonna go have a little chat with our neighbor about his tree.

Hon.

Don't worry, I'm not gonna punch him in the nose.

You know what he's gonna say.

He's gonna say, "Sue me," which, I don't know, maybe we should.

Honey, one property dispute with this guy is enough to last me a lifetime.

I'm gonna ask for his insurance information.

- Okay. - That's all.

Yeah.

( Norton grunting, pulling chainsaw chain )

Ohh! Mother fucker!

Aw, shit!

Ohh, you mother fucker!

Cock sucker!

"Turn on.

"Full choke.

Pull five... choke."

I guess you've seen the--

boathouse.

Yeah, and--?

Nothin'.

Just think we should trade insurance info, you know?

That's all.

Oh, my insurance guy's gonna love me.

Oh.

Shit. The 1980.

I was gonna bring the station wagon, but...

I don't know, the weather was so beautiful coming out of New York, I just-- you know, top down.

I'm sorry, man. I mean it.

Sincerely.

- That's nice of you to say. - No, that car was cherry.

I hate to see it like that.

Okay, I'll tell you what,

I'll find my insurance guy's number, I'll bring it by later.

- That okay? - No problem.

So, uh, David--

you're not heading into town today by any chance, are you?

Well, CMP's out in force.

Maybe we'll get our power back.

I know. Some storm, huh?

One for the books, yeah.

For a moment there last night,

I thought we were gonna take off and head for Oz.

WZON is off the air,

but Portland's still broadcasting.

- Daddy, look. - Ah.

Guys from the base.

- From up the mountain? - Uh-huh.

The Arrowhead Project?

Well, you're a local. Any idea what they do up there?

Missile defense research...

You know, I'm sure you've heard the stories.

Oh, sure.

The woman at the Laundromat says that, uh,

they have a crashed flying saucer up there with frozen alien bodies.

Right. Miss Edna. Yeah.

Miss Tabloid.

"I Had Bigfoot's Baby."

"Satan's Face Appears in Oil Well Fire."

You know, real reliable stuff.

Well, they're in a hurry.

Maybe their power's out too.

Huh. Still no signal.

Why don't you go ahead? I'm gonna try Steph on a pay phone.

Can I go with Mr. Norton, Daddy?

Sure, if you promise to hold his hand, I guess.

Yeah. - Yeah.

Here's a list.

- Sure. - Okay?

Meet you guys in there.

Hold hands.

I'm sorry. I didn't know it was your sister.

( clicks phone cradle; pulsing tone continues )

Those look so freaky!

Hmm.

- Sally, hey. - Hey, Mr. Drayton.

You guys look jammed up.

Yeah, well, half the staff didn't show, plus the power's out.

Oh, no. What, no backup generator?

Only to keep the food cold.

Everything else, welcome to the Dark Ages, and bring your checkbook.

Hey, Thursday night, Steph and I want a date night.

- Baby-sit? - Heck, yeah. I'm there.

Oh, my God.

The storm.

Everybody's stockin' up. Been like this since we opened.

Crappy day, huh?

Eh, everyone's a little pissed off this morning.

'Morning, Mrs. Carmody.

With lines like these, I don't know how good it is,

but I guess we'll have to make do.

- Keep your head down, pal. -I know it.

Hey, champ.

Your wife should be a doctor.

She could make a fortune in Manhattan with this handwriting.

Yeah, it takes some getting used to.

Why don't you get your stuff? I'll meet you at the checkout.

Okay, done.

Hey, David, thanks for helping me out today.

Are you and Mr. Norton gonna be friends now, Daddy?

Oh, I don't know. "Friends" might be stretching it a little.

I guess you're not mad at each other anymore.

I guess not.

Hey. And that's a start, huh?

I'm sorry, ma'am, the registers are down.

The power outage got us too.

Hopefully we'll have power up pretty soon.

- The bus leaves in 30 minutes. - We'll make it, okay?

You guys get the goodies. I'll wait in line.

Yes, ma'am, those are $1.25.

I need some change on register five.

Good morning, Ms. Reppler.

Hello, Ms. Reppler.

Well, hello to you, Billy Drayton. How'd you hold up in the storm?

We had a tree come through the picture window last night, right in my studio.

And the boathouse got all smooshed. Mr. Norton's tree fell on it.

Ouch. - Yeah.

Sorry to hear that.

How'd you guys make out?

Oh, we're fine. It's the listings I'm worried about.

At the very least, I'll bet every one of our "For Sale" signs fell over.

We had damage at the school, wouldn't you know?

That's what we get for not fixing that roof when we should've,

but with funds being cut every year...

You'd think educating children would be more of a priority in this country,

but you'd be wrong.

Government's got better things to spend our money on,

like corporate handouts and building bombs.

Daddy, is there a fire? ls Mommy all right?

I'm sure she's fine. Don't worry, okay?

Mind what you're doing, Sally.

Oh, come on, we got 10 days' leave.

Check our papers.

Look, I told you, all leaves are cancelled.

I don't know why.

I gotta go check the pharmacy out.

Three men meet me back at the Jeep in five minutes.

That's an order.

Shit, man! Another half an hour, and we'd have been gone.

Oh, my God!