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Rule #2 : 

Treat Yourself Like Someone 

You are Responsible for Helping.

Mister Six :

I've come a long 

way for You --

The Cosmic Hobo :

Naturally -- Don't expect any Thanks.

Angraecum sesquipedale. Beauty! 

God! Darwin wrote about this one. 

Charles Darwin? 

Evolution-guy? Hello? 

You see that nectary down there? 

Darwin hypothesised a moth 

with a nose 12 inches long 

to pollinate it. 

Everyone thought he was a loon. 

Then, sure enough, they found 

this moth with a 12-inch proboscis. 

"Proboscis" means nose, by the way. 

I know what it means. 

Hey, let's not get off The Subject. 

This isn't a pissing contest. 

The Point is, what's so wonderful is that 

all these flowers have a specific relationship 

with the insect that pollinates it. 

There's a certain orchid looks exactly like a certain insect. 

So The Insect is drawn to This Flower, it's Double, 

its Soul-Mate, and wants nothing more 

than to make Love to it. 

After The Insect flies off, it spots another 

Soul-Mate Flower and makes love to it, 

pollinating it. 

And neither The Flower nor The Insect 

will ever understand The Significance 

of their lovemaking. 

How could they know that because of 

their little dance, The World lives? 

But it does. By simply doing what they're designed to do 

something large and magnificent happens. 

In this sense, They show Us 

How to Live. 

How the only barometer 

You have, is Your Heart. 

How when You spot Your Flower, 

You can't let anything 

get in Your Way. 

ANDREWS:

They may use The Furnace, 

but I want everyone in lockup by 22:00 hours.

We commit This Child and This Man 

to Your keeping, O Lord.

Their bodies have been taken from 

The Shadow of Our Night.

They have been released from all 

Darkness and Pain.

The Child, and The Man 

have gone beyond Our World.

They are 

Forever Eternal

and 

Everlasting

[Barking]

Ashes to Ashes

Dust to Dust

DILLON:

Why?

Why are The Innocent punished?

[ Rotweiler whimpers ] /

[ Ox Caucus Rumbles Deep and Heavily ]

Why The Sacrifice?

Why The Pain?

There aren't any Promises.

Nothing's Certain.

Only that some get Called;

some get Saved.

She won't ever know 

The Hardship and Grief for 

Those of Us, Left Behind.

We commit these bodies to The Void, 

with a Glad Heart --

[Growling]

 

For within each Seed, there is 

The Promise of A Flower.

And within each Death, 

no matter how small – 

There's always a new Life.

A New -- Beginning.

[ RAISES FIST ]

Amen.

PRISONERS : 

Amen.

St. Helena :

I just wanted to say 'Thanks.' 

for what you said at The Funeral.

My friends would have appreciated –

DILLON (jittery, and 

anxious as All-Fuck) :

Yeah, well, 

You Don't wanna 

Know Me, Lady –

I'm a Murderer, and 

Rapist of Women.

St. Helena :

.......Really.

Well, I guess I must 

make you nervous.

DILLON:

Do You Have any Faith, Sister?

St. Helena :

Not much.

 DILLON:

We've got a lot of Faith here.

Enough even for you.

St. Helena :

I thought Women weren't allowed.

 DILLON:

Well, We've never had any before – 

but We tolerate anybody...

Even The Intolerable.

St. Helena :

Thank You.

DILLON: 

That's just a Statement of Principle, 

Nothing Personal.

We've got a good

Place to Wait, here.

And until now... 

No Temptation.

*******

CLEMENS: 

Dillon and The Rest of the alternative people 

embraced religion, as it were, 

about five years ago.

Take two.

St. Helena :

I'm on medication?

CLEMENS: 

Hardly.

St. Helena :

What kind of religion?

CLEMENS: 

Some sort of apocalyptic, 

millenarian Christian 

fundamentalist...

St. Helena :

Right.

CLEMENS:
Exactly. When The Company wanted to 

close The Facility, Dillon and the rest

of the converts wanted to stay.

With Two Minders and 

a medical officer.

And here we are.

St. Helena :

How did you get this 

wonderful assignment?

CLEMENS:

How do you like your new haircut?

St. Helena :

It's OK.

CLEMENS:

Now that I've gone out on a limb for you 

with Andrews, damaged my less-than-perfect 

relationship with him, and briefed you 

on the humdrum history of Fury-161 –

Can't you tell me what 

you were looking for?

St. Helena :

Are you attracted to me?

CLEMENS:

In what way?

St. Helena :

In that way.

CLEMENS:

You're very direct.

St. Helena :

I've been Out Here 

a long time.