Showing posts with label Feed The Elderly. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Feed The Elderly. Show all posts

Tuesday, 10 July 2018

King Ezekiel Feeds The Elderly





Ezekiel: 
By all means, fair maiden.

Have one.

This enclosure was built for the purpose of common recreation and study.

I had it repurposed into a garden worthy of our splendor.

I dare say it's my favorite place in the entire Kingdom.

It pleases me that you've seen it with your own eyes before...choosing
to leave us so suddenly.

Geez, yeah, I...

I'm real sorry about this.

Um, it's just...

What good am I here?

Jerry... would you excuse us?

Sir Jerry :
[Inhales deeply]
If you need me, holler.

I keep in hollering range.

Deuces!

King Ezekiel I: 
If I hadn't happened upon you right now...

What's that saying?

Never bullshit a bullshitter.

Have I got that right?

The sweet-and-innocent act you've been doing -- it's quite clever.

Worked on me.

Blend in, get people to trust you, acquire what you need from them, and then you're gone, as if you were never there.

The guns you brought here in your pack -- they belong to Saviors.

Carol,
The Great Mother :
What do you know about the Saviors?


King Ezekiel I:
More than I care to, unfortunately.

They nearly extinguished you.

But you did more than put up a fight, Carol -- 
You Won.


Carol,
The Great Mother :
[Chuckles]
By ending up here?



King Ezekiel I:
That's funny to you?


Carol,
The Great Mother :
[Sighs]
You're a joke. This place is.



King Ezekiel I:
That's what you do with jokes -- you laugh.


Carol,
The Great Mother :
Out there -- Out there, it's real.


I've been to places where I thought I wouldn't have to -- where I could just be.

You're selling these people a fairy tale.


King Ezekiel I:
Maybe they need the fairy tale.

Maybe the contradiction is the point.


Carol,
The Great Mother :
And ruling over people and having your ass kissed by everyone's just a perk?




King Ezekiel I:
May I?

People want someone to follow.

It's human nature.

They want someone to make 'em feel safe.

And people who feel safe are less dangerous... more productive.

They see a dude with a tiger, shoot -- they start tellin' stories about finding it in the wild, wrestling it into submission, turning it into his pet.

They make The Guy Larger Than Life, a Hero.

And who am I to burst their bubble?

Next thing you know, they treat me like Royalty.

They wanted --

They needed someone to follow, s-so I-I acted the part.

I faked it till I made it.

I was a zookeeper.

Shiva -- she fell into one of the concrete moats in her exhibit.

It was empty, the vets were on their way, but her leg was ripped open.

She was gonna bleed out.

The sound she made...

She was in so much pain.

I knew the risk.

I had to try.

And I got my shirt up around her leg... saved her life.

After that, she never showed so much as a tooth in my direction.

Keeping a tiger isn't practical -- I know.

She eats as much as 10 people.

She could yank the chain out of my hand -- hell, she could yank my arm right off.

But she hasn't.

She won't.

I lost a lot, just like everybody else.

When it all started to end, I found myself back at the zoo.

Shiva was one of the last animals left.

She was trapped... hungry, alone.

Like me.

She was the last thing left in this world that I loved.

She protected me.

She got me here, made me larger than life.

And I made this place.

I used to act in community theater -- played a few Kings in my day...

[Chuckles]

...Arthur, Macbeth...

Martin Luther.

[Chuckles]

My Name really is Ezekiel, though.

[Sighs]

That's 100% real.

Cards on the table.

Nothing up my sleeve.

I'd appreciate you keep this between us, though, 
for Them.

And, yeah, a little bit for me.


Carol,
The Great Mother :
[Sniffles] 
I don't care.

You do what you want.

I just want to go.



King Ezekiel I:
Go where?

Carol.

Carol,
The Great Mother :
Away.




King Ezekiel I:
I'm sorry.


Carol,
The Great Mother :
For what?


King Ezekiel I:
For whatever bad you've been through.

There's so much of it out there now, you know?

[Sighs]

Too much.

Out there, 
it feels like it's all bad, 
especially when you're alone.

[Sighs]

The thing is, though...

...it's not all bad.

It can't be.

It isn't.

Life isn't.

Where there's Life, there's Hope, Heroism, Grace, and Love.

Where there's life, there's life.

I hope that's not what you're walking away from.


Carol,
The Great Mother :
So what if I am?




King Ezekiel I:
Maybe you don't have to.

I made my own world here.

I found a way to deal with the bad by going a little overboard with all The Good.

I just... embraced the contradiction.

Maybe you could, too, in your own way.

Like, maybe you could go and...not go.

Yeah, I-I sound like a crazy person.

I get it.

You know, maybe I am.

But I think I can help... if you let me.



Carol,
The Great Mother :
Why do you care?


King Ezekiel I:
'Cause it makes me feel good.

I'll get your stuff together, find somebody I trust to meet you at the gate, so you can go and -- and not go.

We'll see if I'm on to something or if it's just more bullshit.

What do you say?


Morgan,
The Spirit of The Wilderness :
You're sure this is what you want, right?


Carol,
The Great Mother :
I am.

Morgan,
The Spirit of The Wilderness :
It's up to you.

It should have always been up to you.


Carol,
The Great Mother :
Whoa.

Whoa.

Okay?

[Horse whinnies]

[Snorts]

Got it.

[Sighs] Stay there.

It's good we're here.

[Snorts]

How's that?


Carol,
The Great Mother :
10 more minutes, and I might start to regret all the times I tried to shoot and stab you.



Morgan,
The Spirit of The Wilderness :
I think you're my favorite person I ever knocked out.

Definitely top two or three.

[Chuckles]


Morgan,
The Spirit of The Wilderness :
Take care of yourself.


Morgan,
The Spirit of The Wilderness :
I will.


Carol,
The Great Mother :
Do you promise?


Morgan,
The Spirit of The Wilderness :
Always watching, always ready, remember?


Carol,
The Great Mother :
I do.



Morgan,
The Spirit of The Wilderness :
Okay.

♪♪

Carol,
The Great Mother :
Thank you.

♪♪

[Lock clanking]

Whoa.

[Gate creaking]

[Sighs]

[Gate closes]

♪♪

[Walker growls]

[Growling]

♪♪

[Growling stops, walker thuds]

♪♪

[Knock on door]

[Shiva growls]


King Ezekiel I:
You really got to try one of these.



Sunday, 8 July 2018

Eskimo Carol


You were right.

I knew it when you said it.

I wish it didn't have to end, not this way. It was never my intention to hurt you, but it's how it has to be.

We have so much here-- people, food, medicine, walls, everything we need to live.

But what we have other people want, too, and that will never change. If we survive this threat and it's not over, another one will be back to take its place, to take what we have.

I love you all here. I do.

And I'd have to kill for you. And I can't. I won't.


Rick sent me away and I wasn't ever gonna come back, but everything happened and I wound up staying.

But I can't anymore.

I can't love anyone because I can't kill for anyone.

So I'm going, like I always should have.

Don't come after me, please.



Rimmer: 
Well, if you ask me, the Eskimos had the right idea. 
They knew how to handle The Elderly and The Permanently Baffled. 
Middle of the night, they'd take them out into the blizzard, remove their pyjamas, and just leave them to it.

Kryten: 
And that's how the Eskimos cared for their old people?

Rimmer: 
Absolutely. 
That's why there's no Eskimo word for "Eastbourne."


( crickets chirping
Carol,
The Great Mother :
 Those things'll kill you. 

Tobin, 
The Spirit Guide :
You got another one? 

Carol,
The Great Mother :
Not for you. 

Tobin, 
The Spirit Guide :
 And why is that? 

Carol,
The Great Mother :
'Cause, asshole. 
( chuckles ) 

Okay. Couldn't sleep either? 

Tobin, 
The Spirit Guide :
 I never could sleep. 
Worried about tomorrow. 

Carol,
The Great Mother :
You going? 

Tobin, 
The Spirit Guide :
No. You are. 
 You can do things that-- that just terrify me. 

Carol,
The Great Mother :
How? 
How do you think I do those things? 

Tobin,
The Spirit Guide :
 You're a Mom. 

Carol,
The Great Mother :
I was. 

Tobin, 
The Spirit Guide :
You are

It-- it-- it's not the cookies or the smiles. 
It's-- it's the hard stuff. 
The scary stuff. 
It's how you can do it. 
It's strength. 
You're a Mom to most of the people here. 



Carol,
The Great Mother :
To you, too? 

Tobin, 
Spirit Guide :
No. You're something else to me. 


Carol,
The Great Mother :
Well, it's not tomorrow yet.

( crickets chirping ) Those things'll kill you. You got another one? Not for you. And why is that? 'Cause, asshole. ( chuckles ) Okay. Couldn't sleep either? I never could sleep. Worried about tomorrow. You going? No. You are. You can do things that-- that just terrify me. How? How do you think I do those things? You're a mom. I was. You are. It-- it-- it's not the cookies or the smiles. It's-- it's the hard stuff. The scary stuff. It's how you can do it. It's strength. You're a mom to most of the people here. To you, too? No. You're something else to me. Well, it's not tomorrow yet.

Read more at: http://transcripts.foreverdreaming.org/viewtopic.php?f=15&t=25792
( crickets chirping ) Those things'll kill you. You got another one? Not for you. And why is that? 'Cause, asshole. ( chuckles ) Okay. Couldn't sleep either? I never could sleep. Worried about tomorrow. You going? No. You are. You can do things that-- that just terrify me. How? How do you think I do those things? You're a mom. I was. You are. It-- it-- it's not the cookies or the smiles. It's-- it's the hard stuff. The scary stuff. It's how you can do it. It's strength. You're a mom to most of the people here. To you, too? No. You're something else to me. Well, it's not tomorrow yet.

Read more at: http://transcripts.foreverdreaming.org/viewtopic.php?f=15&t=25792
( crickets chirping ) Those things'll kill you. You got another one? Not for you. And why is that? 'Cause, asshole. ( chuckles ) Okay. Couldn't sleep either? I never could sleep. Worried about tomorrow. You going? No. You are. You can do things that-- that just terrify me. How? How do you think I do those things? You're a mom. I was. You are. It-- it-- it's not the cookies or the smiles. It's-- it's the hard stuff. The scary stuff. It's how you can do it. It's strength. You're a mom to most of the people here. To you, too? No. You're something else to me. Well, it's not tomorrow yet.

Read more at: http://transcripts.foreverdreaming.org/viewtopic.php?f=15&t=25792

"It Feels Good to Help Another Person...!

And You Know, You Can't Just decide to Help Another Person Because You want to —

You Have to be Given The Power to Help that Other Person..."

- Bro. Steve Cokey




Carol :
I told Richard no more visits.

King Ezekiel I : 

I am aware.

Your desire is solitude.

That's what I've ordered to be facilitated.

My men are here clearing The Wasted.

The Dead are quite inconsiderate when it comes to those who are wanting to be alone.

I thought our efforts would be quiet enough to fall beneath your notice.

You're the one who opened the door.

Carol :
Tripped my wire.

Thought I caught it in time.

Sorry.

You hid them well, lady.

Lady Knight :
Don't call her "lady."

Ma'am, Ms., missus...

Lady Knight :
You can shut up now.

Copy.

Carol :
Goodbye, Your Majesty.

Jerry,
Steward at The Court of King Exekiel : 
Hold up.

Cobbler.

King Ezekiel I :
Kevin said you like it.


Just in case you did open the door.

Go.

[Door closes]

[Sighs]

[Knock on door]




[And It's DARYL DIXON, Ladies+Gentlemen..!]


♪ ♪

[Sniffles]

Carol : 
Okay.

Oh.

♪ ♪

Daryl Dixon,
Orion, The Hunter :
Jesus took us to The Kingdom.

Morgan said you just left.

I was out here.

I saw you.

Why'd you go?

Carol :

I had to.