The Stand, Part I: The Plague

[At night, on a desert highway, a tall, long-haired man in jeans spies a deer.]

Randall Flagg:
Rub-a-dub-dub…

[He makes a gun-firing motion with his hand, light flashes, and the deer falls dead.]

Randall Flagg:
… thanks for the grub.

[The robed Monster Shouter passes down the road ringing a bell, continuing his chanted warning]

The Monster Shouter:
Bring out your dead! The Dark Man cometh! Bring out your dead! The Dark Man cometh! Bring out your --

[He sees Randall Flagg and stops still in his tracks, utterly terrified]

The Monster Shouter:
...the Dark Man...he is here!

[Flagg zaps him dead]