Showing posts with label Faith The Vampire Slayer. Show all posts
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Saturday 24 July 2021

Mister Black



GLITZ: 

What a WAY to GO…!!

All in all, he wasn't a bad old codger…. 

Honest, of course

Still, Nobody's Perfect


Mister Six [OC]: 

(burbling

And that's The Clue : 

Nobody IS

Not even The Valeyard. 


GLITZ: 

(Praying to The (imaginary) Skies)

Oh, great cosmic protector of 

grafters and dissemblers, save me!

SAVE me! 

A VOICE from The Grave…!!


Mister Six [OC]: 

No — a Grave Voice

The Doctor rises vertically from the quicksand.

Mister Six  :

Bad Joke

But everything round here is 

A BAD Joke. 



Mr. Dressed-in-Black,-Say-'Fuck'-every-other-word-out-of-your-mouth,-cynical-Humanist, you --



Shadows have a way 

of doing that.

Haunting you.


Shame is a very ugly emotion, certainly.


But not to the nearly same degree as Envy.






When I was a Young Boy

My Father took me into The City

to see A Marching Band.


He Said, 

"Son, When You Grow-up, 

Would You Be The Saviour of The Broken?

The Beaten and The Damned?"



He Said, 

"Will You Defeat Them?

Your Demons? 

And all The Non-Believers.....

The Plans that They have made....


Because, One Day, I'll leave you --

A Phantom, to Lead You in The Summer :

To Join The Black Parade"










 " "…we're going to kill them, and then we can get back to our day jobs. We can sell SHOES again..!!!"


Why would they fucking do that? Why would the band do that? WHY?


"Because it's not a band, Bill, Mr. Dressed-in-black,-say-fuck-every-other-word-out-of-your-mouth,-cynical-humanist-you…


… It's The Devil!"

ANGELUS
(to phone
Hi, Dawn! Yeah, it's me
Is Your Sister home...? 
She is...? 
(hangs up

It's The Other One....


Cut to:
34     EXT.     STREET IN LOS ANGELES
Faith, Connor, Wesley, and Gunn are walking down the street, looking for Angelus.

CONNOR
(to Faith) 
So, vampire slayers. 
I was told about them. 
How come you're always girls?

FAITH
I dunno. 
Better at it, I guess.

CONNOR
You haven't seen what I can do.

FAITH
Let's not.

They come up to a chain link fence.

CONNOR
He was here. Just.

Connor goes through the fence; the others follow.

FAITH
Eyes and ears peeled. Watch the periph. 
Hey, nobody make a move until I—

A vampire jumps out in front of Connor. 
Connor immediately swings his sword at the vampire's neck, cutting off its head, and dusting it. 

Faith pushes him against the dumpster nearby.

FAITH
You deficient? 
What did I just say?

CONNOR
He was attacking!

FAITH
You thought it was Angelus. 
(lets him go) 

You can't listen, 
you're no good to me. 

(to Gunn and Wesley) 

Get him out of here. 
Someone take him back to the hotel.

CONNOR
What?

GUNN
Yeah, easier said. 
The kid's got a history of not doing what he's told.

FAITH
(nods, glares at Connor
He'll do what I tell him.

CONNOR
Yeah, sure I will. 
(nods and walks away)

FAITH
stops Connor, pushes him against the dumpster again; 
he tries to fight her off, but to no avail)

get it --
You're a super-being.

Connor pushes Faith away, but she engages him. 
They fight as Gunn and Wesley look on, not stepping in. 
Finally, Faith points her crossbow at Connor's neck.

FAITH
Are you a murderer
'Cause I am.
 
If it comes down to You or Angelus, 
you haven't shown me a thing 
to make me want to take your side.

Connor raises his hands and backs away. 
He picks up his sword and walks away.

GUNN
I like her




Nurse :

Dr. Dysart! There's a terrible scene 

with the Strang boy in the Violence Room. 

His Mother brought him chocolates. 

He threw them at her, hard! 


Don't you dare! Don't you dare. 

Don't you look at me like that. 

I'm Not A Doctor who'll take anything. 

Don't you give me that stare, Young Man. 


Mrs. Strang. 



I know your stares, they don't work on me... 



Leave here at once! 


What did you say? 


I tell you to leave here at once. 


Goodbye, Alan. 


Wait for me. 


I must ask you never to come here again. 


You think I want to? 

Do you think I want to? 


What on earth has got into you? 



Into ME? 


Can't you see the boy's highly distressed? 

He's at the most delicate stage of treatment. 

He's totally exposed, ashamed, everything you can imagine. 


And me? What about me? What do you think I am? 

I'm a parent. Of course, that doesn't count. 

Isn't it a dirty word in here, "parent"? 


You know that's Not True.


I know it, alright. 

I've heard it all my life -- It's our fault. 

Whatever Happens, WE did it. 

You say to us, 

"Who forbids Television?" 

"Who does what behind whose back?" 

As if we're criminals. 

Let me tell you something. 

We're NOT criminals. 

We've done nothing wrong. We loved Alan. 

We gave him the best love we COULD

Poor Frank digs into the boy too much, 

but nothing in excess. He's not a bully. 

No, Doctor. Whatever has happened... 

Has happened because of Alan

If you added up everything we did to him, 

from his first day on earth to this... 

you wouldn't find out why he did this terrible thing. 

Do you understand what I'm saying


I want you to understand...

 because I lie awake, thinking it out. 

And I want you to know I deny it absolutely, 

what he's doing now. 

Staring at me, 

attacking me for what he's done... 

For what he is


Mrs. Strang! 


You have Your Words, and I have Mine. 

But if you knew God, Doctor, 

you would know about The Devil. 

The Devil isn't made by what Mommy says, 

or what Daddy says. 

The Devil is there

It's an old-fashioned word, 

but A True Thing. 

I'll go. What I did just now was inexcusable. 

I only know that... he was my little Alan... 

and then The Devil came


This new image of The Crying Boy haunted the fascinating and demented stories of this period. 



MASTER [on screen]: 

You have an endearing habit of blundering into these things Doctor, and The High Council took full advantage of your blunder. 


INQUISITOR: 

Explain that. 


MASTER

They made A Deal with The Valeyard --

or as I've always known him, The Doctor, 

To adjust The Evidence --

In return for which, he was promised 

the remainder of The Doctor's regenerations. 


Mister Black 

This is clearly --


Mister Six : 

Just a MINUTE...! 

Did YOU just call him.... 

The Doctor?! 


MASTER : 

There is some Evil in all of us Doctor, even you. 


The Valeyard is an amalgamation 

of The Darker Sides of Your Nature, 

somewhere between your 

Twelfth and Final Incarnation.


And I May Say, 

You Do NOT Improve with Age.

 

Mister Six : 

Madam, this revelation should halt this trial immediately.

Surely, even Gallifreyan Law must acknowledge that 

The Same Person CANNOT be, both 

Prosecutor AND Defendant. 


INQUISITOR: 

The Single Purpose of This Trial 

is to determine The Defendant's Guilt or otherwise 

on the basis of The Evidence that has been presented

[ Which you have just been told is all UnTrue. ]

Anything Else is, 

for The Moment, irrelevant.

 

Mister Six : 

What?!  

Tuesday 6 August 2019

The Two Hannibals



It's The Other One.













33     EXT.     STREET IN LOS ANGELES
A young woman's running away from two vampires who are chasing her. 

Angelus steps up to her and puts his arm around her.

YOUNG WOMAN
Help Me.

ANGELUS
It's all right, doll. 
I've got you. Shh.

YOUNG WOMAN
I don't know how to Thank You. 

ANGELUS
(in vamp face, turns to the woman
I do. Scream for me.

YOUNG WOMAN
(screaming) 
Aah!

Angelus goes to bite the woman, but is interrupted when he overhears three other vampires talking in the street. 

VAMPIRE 3
The Slayer? 
You Sure?

VAMPIRE 4
I just got word. 
She's in Town.

Angelus smiles and lets the woman go. 

He goes to a phone booth, dials.

ANGELUS
(to phone
Hi, Dawn. Yeah, it's me
Is Your Sister Home? She is....? 
(hangs up) 

It's The Other One.



“ I regard the two major male archetypes in 20th Century literature as Leopold Bloom and Hannibal Lecter. M.D. Bloom, the perpetual victim, the kind and gentle fellow who finishes last, represented an astonishing breakthrough to new levels of realism in the novel, and also symbolized the view of humanity that hardly anybody could deny c. 1900-1950. History, sociology, economics, psychology et al. confirmed Joyce’s view of Everyman as victim

Bloom, exploited and downtrodden by the Brits for being Irish and rejected by many of the Irish for being Jewish, does indeed epiphanize humanity in the first half of the 20th Century. And he remains a nice guy despite everything that happens... 

Dr Lecter, my candidate for the male archetype of 1951-2000, will never win any Nice Guy awards, I fear, but he symbolizes our age as totally as Bloom symbolized his. 

Hannibal's wit, erudition, insight into others, artistic sensitivity, scientific knowledge etc. make him almost a walking one man encyclopedia of Western Civilization. 

As for his "hobbies" as he calls them — well, according to the World Game Institute, since the end of World War II, in which 60,000,000 human beings were murdered by other human beings, 193, 000,000 more humans have been murdered by other humans in brush wars, revolutions, insurrections etc. 

What better symbol of our age than a serial killer? 

Hell, can you think of any recent U.S. President who doesn't belong in the Serial Killer Hall of Fame? 

And their motives make no more sense, and no less sense, than Dr Lecter's Darwinian one-man effort to rid the planet of those he finds outstandingly loutish and uncouth. ”


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