Showing posts with label Spock. Show all posts
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Friday, 9 August 2019

TRUE NORTH




EXT. HILLTOP - FRESH WATER FARM - SUNSET 

The loveliest spot on the farm. A beautiful view of the house, barns, river, fields and hills beyond. A gravestone stands in the shade of a soaring oak tree covered with Spanish moss. It reads: 

ELIZABETH PUTNAM MARTIN 1738-1773 

Above her name is a carving of the night sky, at the center of which is the NORTH STAR, steady and guiding. 

Martin approaches. 
He gives himself a moment to look at the grave. 
A soft wind blows some dry leaves along the ground. 
Martin turns his head, as if listening to spoken words. 

PUSH IN on the North Star on the gravestone. 

MARGARET (V.O.)
That's her, the North Star... 

DISSOLVE TO: INT. GIRLS' BEDROOM - NIGHT 
Martin stands in the doorway, unobserved, while Margaret and Susan look out the window at the night sky. 

MARGARET 
... you start from the front two stars of the Big Dipper and count up five fingers lengths... that's right... there. Susan gazes up at the North Star. The girls notice Martin and climb into bed. He puts a chair against Susan's bed and kisses her. He pulls a blanket up around Margaret, who whispers: 

MARGARET 
It helps her to know Mother's there. Martin nods with a thin smile, kisses Margaret, picks up his candle and walks out. 

INT. BOYS' BEDROOM - NIGHT 
Martin enters, finding William asleep on the floor and Nathan and Samuel both asleep in their beds. He lifts William into bed, takes a slingshot from Nathan's hand. Samuel looks up, three-quarters asleep, murmuring: 

SAMUEL 
Mail, papa...

MARTIN I know. He tucks in Samuel and walks out.

INT. THE NURSERY - NIGHT
Georgie is in his bed, back in his nightclothes again. He tosses and turns in his sleep. Mary Poppins sits next to him.

MARY POPPINS
It’s alright, Georgie, it’s alright. You were been having a nice sort of nightmare, I must say.

Mary Poppins turns on his bedside lamp.


GEORGIE
You were right, Mary Poppins! A cover is not the book! We thought they were nice, but they were mean!


MARY POPPINS
Whatever are you talking about?

GEORGIE
They tried to take Gillie!

MARY POPPINS
Gillie is right here, sleeping - as you should be.

She moves the giraffe next to Georgie.

GEORGIE
But it was real!
They stole all our things, and the wolf said we were never going to see our home again.

MARY POPPINS
That’s absurd.

Mary Poppins stands goes to shut the window. She sees Jack cycling away outside, he waves up to her as he goes. John and Annabel climb out of their beds, awake as well.

JOHN
But I had a nightmare like that, too.


ANNABEL(Turning on light:)
So did I. It seemed awfully real.

GEORGIE
I don’t want to lose our home.

Georgie moves over and sits on Annabel’s bed, cuddling Gillie.

JOHN
You see, Georgie?
That’s why we wanted mother’s bowl; we were going to sell it to save the house.

GEORGIE(After a beat.)
I miss mother.

The room falls silent.

Something flickers ever so briefly in Mary Poppins’ eyes, and then she speaks.

MARY POPPINS
Listen to the three of you.
You’re all worrying far too much.
After all, you can’t lose what you’ve never lost.

GEORGIE
I don’t understand.


"THE PLACE WHERE LOST THINGS GO"MARY POPPINS

DO YOU EVER LIE AWAKE AT NIGHT
JUST BETWEEN THE DARK AND THE MORNING LIGHT
SEARCHING FOR THE THINGS YOU USED TO KNOW
LOOKING FOR THE PLACE WHERE THE LOST THINGS GODO YOU EVER DREAM OR REMINISCE?
WONDERING WHERE TO FIND WHAT YOU TRULY MISS
WELL MAYBE ALL THOSE THINGS THAT YOU LOVE SO
ARE WAITING IN THE PLACE WHERE THE LOST THINGS GO
MEMORIES YOU'VE SHARED
GONE FOR GOOD YOU FEARED
THEY'RE ALL AROUND YOU STILL
THOUGH THEY'VE DISAPPEARED
NOTHING'S REALLY LEFTOR LOST WITHOUT A TRACE
NOTHING'S GONE FOREVER
ONLY OUT OF PLACE...

Mary Poppins puts John back to bed and tucks him in.
She tucks Annabel into her bed.

SO MAYBE NOW THE DISH AND MY BEST SPOON
ARE PLAYING HIDE AND SEEK JUST BEHIND THE MOON
WAITING THERE UNTIL IT'S TIME TO SHOW
SPRING IS LIKE THAT NOW, FAR BENEATH THE SNOW
HIDING IN THE PLACE WHERE THE LOST THINGS GO

Mary Poppins takes Georgie’s hand and leads him back to bed.

Now, time to get some sleep. And in the morning, bright and early, we’ll take that bowl to my cousin and have it mended.(She tucks Georgie in.)

TIME TO CLOSE YOUR EYES
SO SLEEP CAN COME AROUND
FOR WHEN YOU DREAM, YOU'LL FIND
ALL THAT'S LOST IS FOUND
MAYBE ON THE MOON
OR MAYBE SOMEWHERE NEW
MAYBE ALL YOU'RE MISSING LIVES INSIDE OF YOU...
SO, WHEN YOU NEED HER TOUCH AND LOVING GAZE
GONE BUT NOT FORGOTTEN IS THE PERFECT PHRASE

Mary Poppins walks over to the window, looking out toward a bright star in the night sky.

SMILING FROM A STAR THAT SHE MAKES GLOW
TRUST SHE'S ALWAYS THERE, WATCHING AS YOU GROW
FIND HER IN THE PLACE WHERE THE LOST THINGS GO

Mary Poppins walks out of the nursery, closing the pocket doors that lead to her room. Annabel, gets up, crossing to look out the window at the star.

After a moment, she turns to go back to bed, but then she notices the bowl on the mantelpiece. She peers at it, her eyes growing wide.

ANNABEL
(Quiet wonder:)
John... look! Mary Poppins’ scarf. It wasn’t a dream after all...

John crosses to Annabel’s side. She points at the carriage on the bowl; Mary Poppins' scarf is tied around the broken wheel. John is amazed.

JOHN
Shall we tell her?

ANNABEL
We’d better not. I expect she already knows




Michael Burn ‘em :
Burnham to Discovery.
I'm setting coordinates for the Beta Quadrant, Terralysium, 930 years from this launch point.
That should take us where we need to go.
Commander, the quantum fluctuations within the wormhole make it difficult to track your position using standard sensors.


How do you intend to guide us through? I'll send a signal.

The sixth signal.
Like the North Star, that's what this is.
You can follow it to me on the other side.



Copy, Commander.
I'm approaching the briefing room now.
Copy that, Captain.
- Standing by to assist.
- Thank you, Number One.
(DOOR WHOOSHES OPEN) (SCREAMS) (GRUNTING) Your algorithm was the easiest to predict.
You would want fast access to the ship's two most valuable assets.
The data is in the spore console.
(BOTH YELL) (LOCKS DOOR) You think this cage will hold me? (PIKE GRUNTS) What if we transfer the antimatter to antimatter pods? Too risky.
You sure you can't reprogram the guidance system? (EXPLOSION) I've tried.
This thing is gonna blow in 90 seconds.
There's an emergency lever for the blast door.
I can bring it down manually, from the inside, and seal off the rest of the ship.
- No.
- We are out of time.
That last light will change, this torpedo will blow, and everyone on the bridge, maybe everyone on this ship, will die.
And if you do this, you die.
This is my ship, my responsibility.
This isn't where your story ends.
And I think you know that.
If I'm meant for a different future, this thing can't possibly go off with me in here.
Maybe not.
But how many people will pay the price if you're wrong? Kat Go.
It's time.
And, Chris whatever your path may be, you can handle it.
(BEEPING RAPIDLY) Discovery to Enterprise, are you all right? We're okay.
But we lost the admiral.
SARU: Burnham, we are running out of time.
Okay, it's time to go, Spock.
Get back to Discovery.
Michael, I cannot.
What? When my vessel was hit My engines are disabled.
Discovery can lock onto you with a tractor beam.
There is no time.
And even if there were, they would need to lower their shields to bring me aboard, and they will not survive doing so.
Not in this battle.
Not with the amount of damage that ship has already sustained.
You must go.
I just got you back.
I don't want to let go.
Neither do I.
I already lost you once.
You never lost me, Michael.
As a child, I was truly lost.
The path of my father, the path of my mother.
You came into our lives and you taught me it was possible to travel both.
You found me.
You saved me.
That wasn't me.
That was always in you.
You are my balance, Michael, you always have been, and I am afraid that I will not find it again without you.
Okay.
Listen to me.
Listen to me, little brother.
This is the last advice I'll ever be able to give you.
There is a whole galaxy out there full of people who will reach for you.
You have to let them.
Find that person who seems farthest from you, and reach for them.
Reach for them.
Let them guide you.
I will.
I only wish I could be certain of your safety.
(SIGHS) You will.
(CHUCKLES) (SNIFFLES) I'll send the last signal.
I'll send it through the wormhole when we get to the other side.
I will watch the stars for it.
(GRUNTING) Oh, enough with the tantrum already.
Let's end this now, shall we? You should know I've magnetized the spore cube.
Enjoy.
(WHIRRING) (DISTORTED ALARM AND CHATTER) SPOCK (OVER COMM): Spock to Enterprise.
My shuttle's engines are disabled.
I will not be returning to Discovery.
Hold your position.
We'll transport you out.
Commander Saru, how are your shields? Ensign Tilly, where are we? Almost there.
(POWERING UP) (PANTING) Somebody owes me a beer.
We are good to go, sir.
Shields back up to 40%.
More than enough, Captain.
PIKE (OVER COMM): Stand by to transport, Spock.
(SPEAKING VULCAN) Michael.
I love you, too, brother.
(CRYING) Commander Burnham, on your mark.
Burnham to Discovery.
Let's go.
Lieutenant Detmer, full power.
Follow our signal.
(PANTING) All vessels, aim at 3-mark-5-mark-2.
Clear a path.
Goodbye, Captain Pike.
Goodbye, my friends.
My family.
We're on our way, Paul.
We're on our way.
This does not end here.
Actually, it does, and it's going to hurt.
And I'd like to hear you scream now.
(SCREAMING) No! (GIGGLES) Captain, they're all dead in the water.
Open fire.
Georgiou to bridge.
I'm in Engineering.
Leland is dead.
Control is neutralized.
SARU: Copy, Commander.
We are on our way.
(SOFTLY): Go.
Go, go.

Sunday, 19 May 2019

TIMELINES






KIRK: (to Spock Prime) 
You're coming back in time, changing history, it's cheating.

SPOCK PRIME: 
A trick I learned from an old friend. 
(he does the salute) 
Live long and prosper.
(they transport away as Keenser whimpers)



"History became Legend, Legend became Myth
Much That Once Was, is lost
And some things that should not have been forgotten, were lost.
For none now live who REMEMBER it.

AMY: 
I killed someone. Madame Kovarian, in cold blood.

RIVER: 
In an aborted timeline, in a World That Never Was.

AMY: 
Yeah, but I can remember it, so it happened, so I did it
What does that make me now...?


"How does it work? Off the central timeline we just left.

Events of importance often cause divergent “tributaries” to branch off the main timestream.


But what’s astounding is there’s far more to it than that.

On occasion, these tributaries return—sometimes feeding back into the central timeline, other times overlapping it briefly before charting an entirely new course.


An old friend is suddenly recalled after years of being forgotten.

A scrap of history becomes misremembered, even reinvented in the common wisdom.

There are hazards to Hypertime, of course.... 
Artifacts carried into differing hypertimelines dangerously break down the barriers between kingdoms...but you’ll learn more about that in the months and years to come."





“Some would have you believe that time is a House of Cards, and that if you remove one card, the house collapses.

The physics of time, however, allow for another possibility: remove that same card, and the house rebuilds itself— but never to its original form"



[Enterprise Bridge]

SPOCK: Have you confirmed that Nero is headed for Earth?

UHURA: Their trajectory suggests no other destination, Captain.

SPOCK: Thank you, Lieutenant.

(Kirk is seated in the Captain's chair)

KIRK: Earth may be his next stop, but we have to assume every Federation planet's a target.

SPOCK: Out of the chair.

CHEKOV: Well, if the Federation is a target, why didn't they destroy us?

SULU: Why would they? Why waste the weapons? You know... we obviously weren't a threat.

SPOCK: That is not it. He said he wanted me to see something. The destruction of my home planet.

MCCOY: How the hell did they do that, by the way? Where did the Romulans get that kind of weaponry?

SPOCK: The engineering comprehension necessary to artificially create a black hole may suggest an answer. Such technology could theoretically be manipulated to create a tunnel through space-time.

MCCOY: Dammit man, I'm a doctor, not a physicist.
Are you actually suggesting they're from The Future?!

SPOCK: If you eliminate the impossible, whatever remains, however improbable, must be the truth.

MCCOY: 
How poetic.

KIRK: 
Then, what would an angry, future Romulan want with Captain Pike?

SULU: 
As Captain, he does know details of Starfleet's defenses.

KIRK: 
What we need to do is catch up to that ship. 
Disable it, take it over, and get Pike back.

SPOCK: 
We are technologically outmatched in every way. 
A rescue attempt would be illogical.

CHEKOV: 
Nero's ship would have to drop out of warp for us to overtake him.

KIRK: 
Then, what about assigning engineering crews to try and boost our warp gear?

SPOCK: 
Remaining power and crew are being used to repair radiation leaks on the lower decks...

KIRK: 
Okay, alright. There's got to be some way...

SPOCK: 
...we must gather with the rest of Starfleet, to balance the terms of the next engagement.

KIRK: 
There won't be a next engagement. 
By the time we've gathered, it'll be too late. 
But you say he's from The Future, knows what's going to happen, then the logical thing is to be unpredictable.

SPOCK: 
You are assuming that Nero knows how events are predicted to unfold.
To the contrary, Nero's very presence has altered the flow of history, beginning with the attack on the USS Kelvin, culminating in the events of today, thereby creating an entire new chain of incidents that cannot be anticipated by either party.

UHURA: 
An alternate reality?

SPOCK: 
Precisely. Whatever our lives might have been, if the time continuum was disrupted, our destinies have changed.
Mr. Sulu, plot a course to the Laurentian system warp factor three.

KIRK: 
Spock, don't do that. 
Running back to the rest of the fleet for a, a, a confab is a massive waste of time...

SPOCK: 
...orders issued by Captain Pike when he left...

KIRK: 
He also ordered us to go back and get him. 
Spock, you are captain now! You have to be...

SPOCK: 
I am aware of my responsibilities, Mister...

KIRK: 
Every second we waste, Nero's getting closer to his next target.

SPOCK: 
That is correct and why I am instructing you to accept the fact that I alone...

KIRK: 
I will not allow us to go backwards...

MCCOY: 
Jim!

KIRK: 
...instead of hunting Nero down!
SPOCK: 
Security. Escort him out.

(two security officers grab Kirk and he starts to fight them off)

SECURITY OFFICER: 
Hey!

MCCOY: 
No, Jim!

(Spock stops the fight with a Vulcan nerve pinch)

SPOCK: 
Get him off this ship.

(Kirk is shot out of the Enterprise in an escape pod, into Delta Vega)


(Kirk's nearly eaten by the monster when the elder Spock shows up with a torch, scaring away the monster)

SPOCK PRIME: 
James T. Kirk.

KIRK: 
Excuse me?

SPOCK PRIME: 
How did you find me?
KIRK: 
How do you know my name?
SPOCK PRIME: 
I have been, and always shall be, your friend.

KIRK: 
Wha... oh, look... uh, I don't know you.

SPOCK PRIME: 
I am Spock.



SPOCK:
Father?

SPOCK PRIME:
I am Not Our Father. 
There are so few Vulcans left, we cannot afford to ignore each other.

SPOCK:
Then why did you send Kirk aboard, when you alone could have explained the truth?

SPOCK PRIME:
Because, you needed each other.
I could not deprive you of the revelation of all that you could accomplish together.
Of a friendship, that would define you both, in ways you cannot yet realize.

SPOCK:
How did you persuade him to keep your secret?

SPOCK PRIME:
He inferred that universe-ending paradoxes would ensue should he break his promise.

SPOCK:
You lied?

SPOCK PRIME:
Oh, I... I implied.

SPOCK:
A gamble.

SPOCK PRIME:
An Act of Faith.
One I hope that you will repeat in the future at Starfleet.

SPOCK:
In the face of extinction, it is only logical I resign my Starfleet commission and help rebuild our race.

SPOCK PRIME:
And yet, you CAN be in two places at once.
I urge you to remain in Starfleet.
I have already located a suitable planet on which to establish a Vulcan colony.

Spock, in this case, do yourself a favor -
Put aside logic.
Do what feels right.

Since my customary farewell would appear oddly self-serving, I shall simply say : Good Luck.

Thursday, 14 December 2017

I am Not-Our-Father

"In my culture, 'Death'  is not The End - it's more of a stepping off point. 

You reach out with both hands and Bast and Sekhmet, they lead you into a green veld where... you can run forever."

" That sounds very peaceful."

"My father thought so. 

I am not my father."





[Spock notices an elder Vulcan walking in the docking bay]


The Spock of Vulcan-1 :
Father...?

The Future Spock of Vulcan-2 : 
[turns around to face him] 

Iam Not-Our -Father.
 There are so few Vulcans left. 
We cannot afford to ignore each other.

The Spock of Vulcan-1 : [gets closer] 
Then why did you send Kirk aboard, when you alone could have explained The Truth?

The Future Spock of Vulcan-2 : 
Because you needed each other. 

I could not deprive you of the revelation of all that you could accomplish together, of a friendship that will define you both in ways you cannot yet realize.

The Spock of Vulcan-1 :
How did you persuade him to keep your secret?

The Future Spock of Earth/Vulcan-2 : 
He inferred that universe-ending paradoxes would ensue should he break his promise...

The Spock of Earth/Vulcan-1 : 
You lied..?

The Future Spock of Earth/Vulcan-2 : 
Ah... I - I implied.

The Spock of Vulcan-1 :
A gamble.

The Future Spock of Earth/Vulcan-2 : 
An Act of Faith

One I hope that you will repeat in your future in Starfleet.

The Spock of Earth/Vulcan-1 :
In the face of extinction, it is only logical that I resign my Starfleet commission and help rebuild our race...

The Future Spock of Earth/Vulcan-2 : 
And yet, you can be in two places at once. 

I urge you to remain in Starfleet. 

I have already located a suitable planet in which to establish a Vulcan colony. 

Spock, in this case, 

Do Your Self a Favour : 
Put Aside Logic. 
Do What Feels Right. 

[turns to leave

Since my customary farewell would appear oddly Self-serving, I shall simply say... 

[shows Vulcan hand salute]

 Good Luck.




It is a Reminder to Me That All Things End.


The Spock of Earth/Vulcan-2: 
You've done well, Valeris. As your sponsor at the Academy I've followed your career with satisfaction. 
And as a Vulcan, you have exceeded my expectations.


VALERIS: 
I do not understand this representation.

SPOCK: 
It's a depiction from ancient Earth mythology. 
'The Expulsion from Paradise.'

VALERIS: 
Why keep it in your quarters?

SPOCK: 
It is a reminder to me, that All Things End.

VALERIS: 
It is of endings that I wish to speak. 
Sir, I address you as a kindred intellect. 
Do you not recognise ...that a turning point has been reached in the affairs of the Federation?

SPOCK: 
History is replete with turning points, Lieutenant. 
You must have faith.

VALERIS: 
Faith?

SPOCK: 
That The Universe will unfold as it should.

VALERIS: 
But is this logical? Surely we must...

SPOCK: 
Logic, Logic, Logic...

Logic is the beginning of wisdom, Valeris, not the end

...This will be my final voyage on board this vessel as a member of her crew. 
Nature abhors a vacuum. 
I intend you to replace me.

VALERIS: 
I could only succeed you, sir.

*******

[Spock's quarters]

KIRK: 
Spock?

SPOCK: 
I prefer it dark.

KIRK: 
Dining on ashes?

SPOCK: 
You Were Right. 

It was Arrogant Presumption on my part that got us into this situation. 

You and the Doctor might have been killed.

KIRK: 
The Night is Young. 

You said it Your Self. It was logical. 
Peace is worth a few personal risks. 

...You're a great one for logic. 
I'm a great one for rushing in Where Angels Fear to Tread. 
We're both extremists. 

Reality is... probably somewhere in between. 
...I couldn't get past the death of my son.

SPOCK: 
I was prejudiced by her accomplishments as a Vulcan.

KIRK: 
Gorkon had to die before I understood how prejudiced I was.

SPOCK: 
Is it possible ...that We Two, You and I, 
have grown so old, and so inflexible 

...that we have outlived our usefulness...? 

...Would that constitute... 

...joke?


KIRK: 
Don't crucify yourself. It wasn't your fault.

SPOCK: 
I was responsible.

KIRK: 
For no actions but your own

SPOCK: 
That is not what you said at your trial.

KIRK: 
That was as Captain of a ship. Human beings...

SPOCK: 
But Captain, we both know that I am not human.

KIRK: 
Spock, do you want to know something..? 

...Everybody's human.

SPOCK: 
I find that remark ...insulting.

KIRK: 
Come on, 
need you.




THE REBEL WARRIOR : 
Don't tell me you're getting sentimental, Quark. 

THE MAN OF BUSINESS : 
Me? Not a chance. 
I just don't like change. 

THE PROPHET: 
You'd better get used to it. 
Things are going to be pretty different around here now. 
To the best crew any Captain ever had. 

This may be the last time we're all together, but no matter what The Future holds, 
no matter how far we travel, 
a part of us, a very important part, will always remain here on Deep Space Nine. 

Wednesday, 13 December 2017

Into The Volcano



"Be Mindful of The LIVING Force, my young padawan."

"This guy's walking down the street when he falls in a hole. The walls are so steep he can't get out.

A doctor passes by and the guy shouts up, 'Hey you. Can you help me out?' The doctor writes a prescription, throws it down in the hole and moves on.

Then a priest comes along and the guy shouts up, 'Father, I'm down in this hole can you help me out?' The priest writes out a prayer, throws it down in the hole and moves on.

Then a friend walks by, 'Hey, Joe, it's me can you help me out?' 

And the friend jumps in the hole. 

Our guy says,
"Are you stupid!? Now we're both down here.' 

The friend says,
'Yeah, but I've been down here before and I know the way out.'"

Nyota Uhura: 
At that volcano, you didn't give a thought to Us. 

What it would do to me if you died, Spock. 

You didn't feel anything. 
You didn't care. 

And I'm not the only one who's upset with you. 
The Captain is, too. 


James T. Kirk: 
No, no, no. 
Don't drag me into this. 
She is right, though.

Spock: 
Your suggestion that I do not care about dying is incorrect. 
A sentient being's optimal chance at maximizing their utility is a long and prosperous life. 

Nyota Uhura: 
Great. 

James T. Kirk: 
Not exactly a love song, Spock. 

Spock: 
You misunderstand. 
It is true I chose not to feel anything upon realizing my own life was ending. 

As Admiral Pike was dying, I joined with his consciousness and experienced what he felt at the moment of his passing. 

Anger. Confusion. 
Loneliness. Fear. 

I had experiences those feelings before, multiplied exponentially on the day my planet was destroyed. 

Such a feeling is something I choose never to experience again. 

Nyota, you mistake my choice not to feel as a reflection of my not caring. 

Well, I assure you, the truth is precisely the opposite.

James T. Kirk: 
I'm scared, Spock... help me not to be... how do you choose not to feel? 

Spock: 
I do not know. 
Right now, I am failing. 

James T. Kirk: 
I wanted you to know why I couldn't let you die... why I went back for you... 

Spock: 
Because you are my friend.



"By far the thing which I like most about 'Time' is that it's not real -

The Past exists only in Memories, whist The Future of infinite possibilities, exists only in our Imagination.

Truth is Truth - Though never so bold. And Time cannot make false That-Which-Was-Once-True
If our watches were truly accurate, the only thing that they would ever say, is 

"NOW"

It's Not About YOU.


So, this guy's walking around, hopping from rock to rock, being carried along the various molten lava streams, deep inside the crater of an active volcano, when he falls sees his chance to leap across onto a rocky outcrop that leads to a steep path up the walls of the crater and ultimately to escape and safety. 

Only, he badly misjudged his leap and despite achieving a successful touchdown on the rocky outcrop, he does so only  after brutally suffering the complete loss and amputation of both of his legs below the knee, as well as the complete removal of his one, remaining "good" arm, burned away to a cinder by  boiling magma splash complications. And the walls are so steep and high he can't get out -Certainly not without a full team of Sherpas from Nepal,a broad selection in the choice of maps, and an Indian Spirit-Guide.

A male nurse/natural remedies herbalist and wholesale brand rep passes by and the guy shouts up, "Hey you. Can you help me out?" The doctor writes a prescription, throws it down in the hole, recommends a short supple,entry course of therapeutic gastrointestinal purging, staring with series of back-to-back warm hot salt water enemas for openers, waits for the patients final personal cheque transaction to clear, and moves on.

Then a priest comes along and the guy shouts up, 'Father, I'm down in this hole can you help me out?' The priest writes out a prayer for mercy and intercession, combined with a more-than ordinarily generous and self-starting series of  innvocations intended to provide the opening volley of ancient and powerful counter-curses as a prelude to a full rite of exorcism and spiritual cleansing and self healing workshop exercises, sanctifies entones in Latin the various,  different benedictions of his blessing, concludes the completed operation of gestures, chants and waves of every kind down into the hole, genuflects, and continues on by resuming his journey, as originally intended.


He's actually wreathed in ravenous tongues of burning flame at this stage, actually ON FIRE, as his mutilated body gradually slips further and further down the steep, sloping sides of the vast  molten firepit, when his best friend  walks by, 

'Hey, Master Obi-Wan, it's me, your Brother Jedi and studiously maverick  Padawan learner apprentice - it's perhaps possible I may have made some humongously bad and stupid choices because I was afraid for the future and welfare of my family and felt this was the only way  I could go to act, if I was to guarantee their safety and protect our future happiness together - now though, I'm a quadruple amputee, trapped inside an active volcano, being slowly burnt - can you help me out?"

And his Old Friend jumps straight into the maw of the eruption crater hole, and lands only a few yards lower down the shale slope of the hell-hole slag pit and immediately begins his own process of physical combustion, smouldering initially only to begin with and for the first few searing, scorching seconds, at least up until the point where the liquification and just thereafter, the flash-ignition  point specific for the subcutaneous bodily fats is achieved, after which, The Long Lost Friend to Our guy just goes up like a Roman candle doused in gasoline by that point. 

Our guy screams, 
'Are you stupid? Now we're both trapped inside this volcano, and likewise, we are both currently on fire." 

His Long-Lost Friend says, 'Yeah, but someone kicked me down here before, and I still know the way out.'"



It's about redirecting...

....evading.

And actually caring about the welfare of your opponent...

...so you have to care about yourself.

You have to believe your life is precious, that ALL Life is precious...

...you have to redirect those thoughts, the history that tells you otherwise.

What we've done, we've done.

We evade it by moving forward with a code to NEVER do it again.

To make up for it.

...to still accept what we were.

To accept 
EVERYONE...

...To protect 
EVERYONE.

And in doing that, protect yourself...

...to create Peace.





"Only a Master of Evil, D'aath...!!"

"Hey, you know what - 
Screw You, White-Hat!!

You wanna know something "Evil" - Leaving your BEST FRIEND, who is in PAIN, has just made a series of HORRIBLE (to your thinking) mistakes, to DIE, ALONE, inside a FREAKIN' VOLCANO, on FIRE!!!

And lecturing him on evil and betrayal, watching him burn whilst WEARING A BLANKET.!!

You don't get to Judge me."

I'm entitled to my Anger.



WESLEY

I thought Delothrian's Arrow was used to protect "good" magicks.


WILLOW

It is.


WESLEY

So, how can you use it to break the jar? 
The Muo-Ping is a sacred object. It's holy.


WILLOW

It's glass, therefore crunchable. 
The sacred's what's inside. 
"All life a container..."


WESLEY

"...For the heart of all life." 
You've studied the Daharim.


WILLOW

It had to be something specific. There's lots of jars in the world—can't shatter them all. 
I mean, you could, but good things come in jars - 
Peanut butter, jelly, those two-headed fetal pigs at the natural history museum. 
(Wes doesn't respond
Come on, everybody loves fetal pigs.


WESLEY

(leans forward
Sorry. I think my sense of humor's trapped in a jar somewhere.


WILLOW
Does seem like you've given in to The Grumpy side of The Force.


WESLEY
A lot's happened. Not just Angelus. 
I've been—I've changed. 
I've seen a Darkness in myself. 
I'm not sure you'd even begin to understand—


WILLOW
I flayed a guy alive and tried to destroy The World.


WESLEY

Oh. So...
 (stands, doesn't make eye-contact)


WILLOW

Darkness. Been there.


WESLEY
Yeah. 
Well, I never flayed... (seems sickened
I had a woman chained in a closet.


WILLOW
Hey.


WESLEY
That doesn't compare.


WILLOW
No, Dark. 
That's Dark
You've been to a place.