Showing posts with label The New Patriarchs. Show all posts
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Wednesday 20 March 2019

How He Does It




"How Do You Think He Does it...?"

"I Don't Know!"

"What Makes Him So Good...?"

The Who,
Pinball Wizard



















What are you doing? 


I'm just looking at the bedroom of a small boy.

We've got to finish the renovation on the apartment and then sell it.

We need a house with a pile of leaves in front on a flat street where he can ride a bike.



You didn't speak at the burial.



Yeah.



You were going to say a few words.



I know.



What's going on? 


I just don't know what to say.

Every time I think of something, it's reductive.



Well, I think everyone would like to hear from you before they leave.




I've put something aside to give you.



Mrs. Skinner.



Nancy.



Nancy.

I have to tell you I may have contributed to Charlie's heart attack.

I may have caused it.

There was a story Charlie wanted me to do and I didn't want to do it.

And he got angry and -



Are you talking about the Princeton student? 


Am I - Yeah.




He didn't want to do that story either.

He was praying you were gonna fight him on it.

The last seven weeks were hell for him since Leona sold the network to Pruit.

He wasn't angry that you guys were fighting him.

He was counting on it.

He loved you, Don.

And he was so proud of you.

I doubt you killed him.



That had to be hard to say to me and I appreciate it, but I don't care.



I care what you did for him while he was alive.


Anyway, this is silly, but I want you to have it.


Thank you.



Excuse me.



Sure.



How you doing? 



My grandfather died.



Well, you know, kid, I'm sorry, but I've got my own problems.

My Best Friend died.

Wait a second - You think there's a chance we're talking about the same person? 


You know we are.

Where's Your Brother Bo? 



He's probably in the garage.

He's always there.

He's got a band.



Would you take me to him? 


Sure.



Bo.



Hey.


Hello.

The place looks great.



Thanks.

We're pretty good.

Not great, but maybe one day.



Yeah? You mind? 



No.

That's right, you play guitar on the side.


I'm a news anchor on the side.



Listen, can I ask you something? 


Sure.



Was he - 

Between the time he had the heart attack and the time he died, do you think he would have been in a lot of pain? 



You know - That's exactly the kind of question he'd have asked.


PAUSE


They'd have sedated him.




You think he was scared? 


PAUSE


I Wasn't There.

When it happened, I Wasn't There.


PAUSE


I know a song you like.




If you love somebody enough 

You follow wherever they go 

That's how I got to Memphis 

That's how I got to Memphis 


If you love somebody enough 

You'll go where your heart wants to go 

That's how I got to Memphis 

That's how I got to Memphis - Can you play that thing? 


Yeah.


Go to The Five.



I know if you'd seen her, 

You'd tell me 

'Cause You are My Friend 

I've got to find her 

Find out the trouble she's in - Jim Harper's Here.


If you tell me she's not here 

I'll follow the trail of her tears 

That's how I got to Memphis 

That's how I got to Memphis 

She would get mad and she used to say 

She'd go back to Memphis someday 

That's how I got to Memphis 

That's how I got to Memphis 

I haven't eaten a bite I haven't slept three days or nights 

That's how I got to Memphis 

That's how I got to Memphis - Here comes a fancy solo.


Hit it! Go! 


Oh, yeah.


Oh, damn.


Oh, that's sweet.

Whoo! 


Thank you.


I've got to find her 

And tell her that I love her so 

I'll never rest 

Till I find out why she had to go 

Thank you for your precious time - Whoo! 

Please forgive me if I start to cry 

That's how I got to Memphis 

That's how I got to Memphis.




Will, MacKenzie says it's time to head back to the studio.

Thank you.

I know your parents' divorce has been tough.

I know you talked to your grandfather about it a lot.

I'd be good at that, too.

Or if you just want to play music.

Thanks.

Come on, Ned.

- Wonderful service.

- It was, wasn't it? - I'm so glad you came.

- Oh, God There he is.

Will.

By any chance, did you tell anyone about the pregnancy? No, absolutely not.

You're not supposed to do that - till after the first semester.

- Trimester.

Tess, Kendra, Tamara, and Martin tricked me into telling them.

Congratulations, you guys.

That's gonna be one good-looking kid.

And then they might have told some people.

- Will, could I have a word? - Yeah.

You know what I always thought would be fun if I was a parent? You teach your kid something wrong like wood comes from birds and you see how long you can keep it going.

They're all grown up and at a dinner party and people are admiring the table and your kid says, "It took a lot of sparrows to make that table.

" But people have different parenting styles.

There's no right way or wrong way.

Maybe there's a wrong way.

- What was that? - We should go to the car.

You're not going to be reductive.

- Are you sure you don't want to say anything? - Yeah, I'm good.

Okay.

Excuse me! Excuse me.

Excuse me, everybody.

- Shh, shh, shh.

- I just want to say People I've been trying to piece together what happened last Monday night.

People have been giving me their accounts.

Seems everyone feels responsible for Charlie dying and, of course, that's ridiculous.

It was Sloan.

Charlie Skinner was crazy.

He identified with Don Quixote, an old man with dementia who thought he could save the world from an epidemic of incivility simply by acting like a knight.

His religion was decency.

And he spent a lifetime fighting its enemies.

I wish he could be here to learn the name of his successor like I just did.

Our new boss, the new president of ACN, is MacKenzie McHale.

So this fight is just getting started.

'Cause he taught the rest of us to be crazy, too.

You were a Man, Charlie.

You were a great, big Man.












Name that tune.

Play a little more.

Tom T.

Hall.

"That's How I Got to Memphis.

" You do play a little guitar on the side.

I do a little news anchoring on the side.

Since when do you listen to country? My grandson Bo, Katie's oldest, has a garage band.

Ask me what instrument he plays.

- Guitar.

- All of them.

Seriously, he's a savant.

You put an instrument in his hands, give him a day, and he can play it.

So I was at their house last weekend and I wander out to the garage and see Bo teaching "That's How I Got to Memphis" to his friends.

And I ask him, "What's a kid from New Rochelle doing singing about Memphis?" He said, "Memphis is a stand-in for wherever you are right now.

That it really means that's how I got here.

" - Will.

- Yeah? You did a five minute and 20 second block on the weather tonight.

Weather rates.

- I saw you're speaking at Northwestern.

- Yeah.

- To journalism students.

- Yeah.

Are you going to tell the kids that weather rates? - What do you want from me? - The news.

I've got the second highest rated newscast on cable.

I don't give a shit.

I know that, Charlie.

That's why I have to.

Have you ever thought about having kids? You mean adopting? Adopting, abducting.

Meeting somebody, getting married.

Whatever it takes.

I haven't considered abducting anyone, - but I've thought about the others.

- And? Well, first of all, I'm now in my 50s and I need to consider that I'm gonna die and will my kid be old enough to handle it when I do? There's no age at which you're okay with your father dying.

But there's a difference between being an adult and dropping a piano on a kid.

You don't look to me like you're gonna die anytime soon.

And if you got hit by an ice cream truck, they'd still have you as a father for a while.

Yeah, I'm not sure that's a prize.

Why? I've read plenty of experts who say that whatever undiagnosed shit my father has can be hereditary.

Your father's an alcoholic, you're not.

I'm talking about He's obviously lived his life with some kind of severe depression.

Your depression isn't chemical.

- Who says I'm depressed? - I do.

Will, you're so much better than the show you're doing.

I'm tired of this.

It's the second highest Highest rated hour of congratulations.

Palm Sunday mass in St.

Peter's Square, Benedict tells tens of thousands of people, as well as the rest of the world, about the recent petty gossip His words That he's been subjected to.

That he's been subjected to.

Petty gossip.

He's talking about proven allegations that priests have been raping children and that bishops, archbishops, cardinals, and maybe even this pope have been protecting the children? No, the priests.

Benedict fails to mention that in his sermon, which is bad enough, but you failed to mention that in your report Monday.

And that's inexplicable to me.

Bill Donohue Yeah, you don't want the Catholic League mad at you.

Nobody does.

The president in his first visit to Afghanistan as the president meets with Hamid Karzai.

And then I couldn't believe the words that came out of your mouth next.

"We'll have two top campaign strategists here in the studio to debate the war right after this.

" - They were good guests.

- What in the hell are we doing having two campaign hacks from the D-triple-C and the RNC on our air debating America's longest war when you know as well as I know that they know exactly as much as what's printed in their talking points? Who would you have preferred? Anybody from AEI, Brookings, Heritage, Cato.

Anybody from State or Defense.

Anybody from House or Senate Foreign Relations.

At the very least you could get the guy who wrote the talking points.

There's a midterm election coming up.

In six months.

So why do you book a red guy and a blue guy? For the fight.

I'm starting to enjoy our postshow drinks less and less.

- I'll back off.

- Thank you.

- For tonight.

- I'll take what I can get.

And remember what I said.

You said a lot of things.

Being a father.

It lives up to the hype.

Sunday 17 February 2019

Aaron

Aaron is the name of The Patriarch, 
who gets everything wrong.

God made him 
A Priest




Pharaoh :
It's True, The Hittite Army has 16,000 troops camped outside Kadesh. 
What's less clear is why


Prince Rameses :
The Hittites are trying 
to cross The Border. 
Obviously. What else would They be doing? 


Anticipating an invasion by us, according to our information. 


They think we are... 
preparing an attack, 
which we are not

What I don't want to do, 
and won't do, is sit here... 
And wait until we're 
fighting Hittite armies 
outside the palace walls. 
Come.


What do the entrails say? 

They don't "say" anything. 
They imply
And that's open to interpretation

So, interpret them —
We'll Win or We Won't
in a preemptive attack? 
It's a Yes or a No

And it's not clear. 
But Something Else is
In The Battle, 
A Leader will be Saved, 
and His Saviour 
will someday lead. 


Then the entrails should also say that we will abandon reason, 
and be guided by omens. 

Great Sekhmet, 
Pharaoh Drinks in Your Name, 
and Prays for Victory 
over The Hittites at Kadesh. 

Your first order of business when the time comes, you retire her. 

I will. I don't know why my father hasn't. 

But, just in case - 
If you see me in any real danger out there, ride the other way. 
I'm serious. 


When I look at you, I still see the two boys who grew up together, close as brothers. 

If, for any reason you ever forget that... 
Let these remind you. 
Long enough to be effective from horseback, 
not so long that you trip over them.

This is his. 
You've got mine. 

That's right. That's how I want it. 


You have each other's, to keep each other safe. 
Promise me you'll do that... always. 

 






Treat me like a fool...

Elvis' Dead Twin Brother was Aaron Presley.

Vernon and Gladys named their surviving son Elvis Aron Presley, so that their son would always remember the duties and responsibility placed upon him to live TWO Lives for the Second Soul he was born into This World.

The King has TWO SOULS - See Richard II

The King took up residence in Memphis, building his Palace upon a Land of Grace.



[The Palace of GRACE]
 


The Elder:
Whoops.
 
The Elder: 
You've landed on my chair!
 
Our Lady: 
Sorry.
 
The Elder :
You've broke my chair!
 
Our Lady : 
Well, if you will leave chairs around the place.
 
The Elder : 
This is my front room!

 
Our Lady : 
Where's your kitchen? 
I just need to get some eggs 
to check the protein alignments in the goo.
 
(Graham points, and the doorbell rings.)

Our Lady :
 
Oh! Is that your intruder alert or mine?
 
Orion : 
It's the doorbell.

Our Lady : 
Oh yeah. Sorry.

(Graham opens the front door.)

The Elder : 
No.

(And shuts it again.)

Orion : 
Who was it?

GRAHAM:
 
Wrong number.

(Doorbell.)

Our Lady:
 Intruder alert again?

The Elder:
 
It's a doorbell.

Orion :
 
I'll go tell 'em to go away.

The Elder :
 
No, Ryan. Oh.

The Damesel:
 
Is everything all right?

The Elder :
 
Not really, Yaz, no.

(Ryan opens the front door, then comes into the front room, followed by an older man.)

The Damsel :
 
Ryan, you okay?
 
Orion: 
This is Yaz and The Doctor.
 
AARON,
The Patriarch Who Gets Everything Wrong : 
Hi.

Orion: 
This is me Dad.

Our Lady + The Damsel : 
Oh.
 
AARON: 
Graham.
 
Our Lady : 
Hi, Ryan's Dad.
 
AARON,
The Patriarch Who Gets Everything Wrong : 
Aaron.

(He holds out his hand.)

Our Lady : 
You weren't at Grace's funeral.

AARON,

The Patriarch Who Gets Everything Wrong :
No.

Our Lady : 
Ryan waited for you. 
You let him down.
(Long pause.)

AARON,

The Patriarch Who Gets Everything Wrong :
I was thinking maybe we could grab a coffee.

Orion: 

Er, yeah, right. Er, sure. 
Er, is it all right if we er...? 
We're just gonna go... 
(to Graham) Is that okay if er...?

The Damsel: 

If you're needing somewhere to go, 
café around the corner's open.

Orion : 
Yeah. Yeah, good shout, good shout. 
I'll just get me coat.
The Elder:
Aaron, can I have a word?

(Graham and Aaron follow Ryan out of the room.)
 

Our Lady : 
Ryan's Dad.

The Damsel: 

It's complicated.

Our Lady :
 

Yeah. Dads are, so I've heard.
(In the hallway.)

The Elder : 
So, why are you here?

AARON :
 
New Year's Day. 
Turning over a new leaf.

The Elder :
 
Right, well, er, be gentle. 
He's been through a lot.
 
AARON : 
I know.

The Elder :
 
No, You Don't.
 You have no idea.

AARON: 
I just want me and him to be family again.

The Elder : 
Family isn't just about DNA, Aaron, or a name. 
It's about what you do. 

And you haven't done enough.

Orion : 
We off, then? 
See you later, Gramps.

AARON:
 
Gramps?

GRAHAM:
 
See you later, Son.



[Café]

(Aaron is trying to sell a Matsoki microwave to the owner, and Ryan is fed up.)

AARON: 
But this one's a combination. 
Microwave and full oven. 
Both functions are the best quality you can get. 
I swear, this is the best you can have.

MAN: 

Sorry, not for me, mate.

(Aaron and his box return to the table.)

Orion: 

This is a new thing you're doing?

AARON: 

Only so long a man can work offshore.

RYAN: Given up being on the rigs?

AARON: 

Let's just say I've been examining my life choices lately. I'm not sure if this is the answer.

Orion: 

Get them online, can't you?

AARON: 

Yeah. Yes. Yes, except for this one. It's actually really good. 
A mate of mine makes it. 
I helped him with some of the specs. It's the best working oven you can get. 
But I make it sound like a con, so maybe I'm not cut out for that. 
Maybe it's back to engineering. 

We'll see. 

So, how you been doing?
 
RYAN: 
Seriously? 
That's where you start?
 
AARON: 
What?
 
Orion : 
That's all you got? 
How do you think I'm doing?
 
AARON: 
I know it's been hard for both of us.
 
Orion: 
Okay, stop. I don't care how it's been for you. This ain't about us commiserating with each other. This is about you making things right.
 
AARON: 
This how you talk to your dad?
 
Orion : 
I don't know cos he ain't been around. 
So don't come walking back in demanding respect, cos that ain't where we are.
 
AARON: 
What do you need me to say, hmm? Because I want to say it.
 
RYAN: 
Okay. You say, 
Ryan,  I'm sorry. 

I've messed up. 
I haven't been good enough. 
I've let you down a lot. 

And I know that's made life hard for you. 
And if it meant that over the years, you ever felt lonely or abandoned or didn't know where to turn or who to talk to or how to be. 
Then I'm sorry. Cos... 

'Cos you mustn't ever think that you didn't deserve my love.
 
AARON: 
You didn't ever think that..? 

Yeah. Why wouldn't you? 

Okay, listen. Here's what you find out when you get older. 

There are things you've done in your life to others, the decisions you've made maybe when things were difficult, and you get it wrong. 

But by the time you realise you got it wrong, it's too late. 

You can't fix it because the damage is done. 
And so you run cos you're too ashamed to make it right. 
That's what I did.
 
RYAN: 
No. You hid when I needed you. First Mum, then Nan.
 
AARON: 
I'm not hiding any more.



[Graham's home]

(Ryan and Aaron are back, with the microwave.)
RYAN: Hello? It's us.
AARON: I need to use the... you know.
RYAN: Dad, you know you can say toilet, you know.



[Graham's home]

(Graham returns with a jar of Sainsbury' peanut butter.)
 
GRAHAM: 
Where'd they go?
 
AARON: 
Did they take the cabinet?
 
GRAHAM: 
They've gone without me.




[Graham's home]


(Graham carries in a plastic storage box, not a Really Useful one, I have to say.)

GRAHAM: 
Since you're here.
 
AARON: 
What's this?

GRAHAM: 
Have a look.
 
(Child's paintings, toys.)
 
GRAHAM: 
When my mum died, my dad got rid of all her things super quick. 
He couldn't bear to have it in the house. 
She's gone now and that's the end of it, that's what he said. 

Funny old bloke, my dad. 
Course, now I realise that was his way of dealing with it. 

When your mum died, I had to go through all her stuff.
 
AARON: 
But this is all mine.

GRAHAM: 
Yeah, I know. She kept it all. 
She once said to me, if anyone ever asks about me after I'm gone, you tell them I was lucky. 

Tell them 
I gave someone life, 
and I watched 'em grow, and I was proud.

Why didn't you come, Aaron? 
Not for your mum or for Ryan, but for yourself.

AARON: 
I don't know. Maybe I thought if I wasn't there, she wasn't gone. I wish I was better at life, Graham.

GRAHAM: 
Well, there's still time.


[TARDIS]

Our Lady : 
Oh, huge heat signal, and a non-terrestrial form moving away from it fast. 
I'm on its tail. 
Sorry, The TARDIS isn't designed for these short hops.

(A jolt makes a certain cardboard box slide across the floor.)

Our Lady : 
A microwave? 
Who brought a microwave with them?
 
AARON: 
It's actually an oven and a microwave.

Our Lady : 
Nice.

AARON: 
What is this place?

RYAN: 
This is where I've been since Nan died. 
Travelling the universe with these guys.

YASMIN: 
Even if we track this Dalek thing, how do we stop it?

Our Lady :
 I'm still working on that.

MITCH: The Custodians managed it. If we take the same approach as those drawings.

LIN: 
Those documents aren't reliable, Mitch.

MITCH: 
Except all the rumours have proved to be true. It's shown here.

RYAN: 
Short version. 
Alien psychopath, in its own tank, trying to bring loads more to Earth. 
I guess this is how they attacked it last time.
 
AARON: 
What's it made of?

Our Lady : 
Remnants of its original shell, patched up with all sorts of spare parts. Mainly metal.

AARON: 
We can use my oven.
 
RYAN:
 It's not going to fit in there.

AARON: 
That's not what I meant. Help me break it up.

(An alarm sounds.)

Our Lady : 
That Dalek's moving fast but where's it going?

AARON: 
Ryan, help me get the element out.

RYAN: 
Why?

AARON: 
It's metal.

Our Lady : 
Oh, you're good, Ryan's Dad. 
You're almost making up for your parenting deficit.