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Sunday 2 October 2022

True Man






CLARICE : 
Who Were We Fighting? 

THE DWARF : 
Cybermen. Technologically upgraded Warriors. 
We Couldn't Win. 

Sometimes We 
Fought to a Draw
but then 
They'd Upgrade Themselves, 
Fix Their Weaknesses 
and Destroy Us. 

It's Hard to Fight An Enemy 
that uses Your Armies 
as Spare Parts. 

CLARICE: 
You Beat Them, though. 
You Beat Them, or you wouldn't Be Here. How? 

THE DWARF : 
Look Up There. 
That corner of Sky? 
What do you see? 

CLARICE : 
Nothing. It's just Black. 
No Stars, No Nothing. 

THE DWARF: 
It use to be 
The Tiberion Spiral Galaxy. 

A million star systems, 
a hundred million worlds, 
a billion trillion people. 

It's Not There any more. 
No More Tiberion Galaxy. 
No More Cybermen. 
It was Effective

CLARICE: 
It's Horrible. 

THE  DWARF: 
Yeah -- I feel Like 
A Monster sometimes. 

CLARICE: 
Why? 

THE DWARF : 
Because instead of mourning 
a Billion Trillion Dead People, 
I just feel sorry for 
The Poor Blighter who had 
to Press The Button 
and Blow it All Up.

Hawk.  
Electricity is Humming.  
You Hear it in The Mountains and Rivers. 
You See it Dance among 
The Seas and Stars 
and Glowing around The Moon, 
but in these days 
The Glow is Dying. 

What will be in 
The Darkness That Remains? 
 
The Truman Brothers are both True Men. 
They are Your Brothers. 

And The Others, 
The Good Ones 
who have been with you…

Now The Circle 
is almost complete. 

Watch and Listen 
to The Dream of 
Time and Space.

It all comes out now, 
flowing like A River. 

That Which Is and Is Not.
 
Hawk. 
Laura is The One.

Then the song
“No Stars”.

Stay where you are!
Something's happening !
Get out of the way, Fidgit !
Get out of the way !
Fidgit !

Hey ! 
Hey, Fidgit !
Fidgit !
Quick ! 

Push it off him !

Push it off. Quick.

He's dead.

What ?

Fidgit's Dead.

Oh, no. I'm sorry.


It wasn't your fault, Wally.

It was, it was his fault.

Get down, Wally !

Get down !


Wally ! Get down, Wally !

Evil !
Come on back !
Evil !

He killed My Friend !
I'll kill Him !
Get off me !
Get down !


I'll Kill Him !


Huh ?
Oh, no !


He's found us !
Quick ! Run for it !

Him :
Oh ! I hate having 
to appear like that.
Really, it's the most 
tiresome way.
Noisy manifestation.
Still, rather expected 
of One, I suppose.

Get down ! 
Get down !
O Great One !
O Supreme Being !

O Creator of 
All The Universe,
without whom We would be naught but scarab beetles on the--

Him :
What a dreadful mess !

Is The Pig with you ?


Right. Well, We'll 
sort him out first.


Og !


Og, here ! 
Quick ! 
Out of the way !


I was enjoying that.

One thing I can't 
stand, it's mess.
I want all this stuff 
picked up.


Yes, Sir. Anything you say.
Anything you say, Sir.
Wally, tidy up !


But, but He's Dead, Randall.
Fidgit, Fidgit's Dead.

Him :
Dead ?No excuse for 
laying-off Work.


Fidgit.


Fidgit.

Fidgit ?

What Happened ?


I'm sorry I killed you, Fidgit.
He's okay ! He's okay !

Him :
Oh, do hurry up.


Oh, yes, sir.


Yes, sir.
I'd like to explain everything.


We didn't mean 
to steal The Map. 
We didn't mean 
to run away--

Him :
What do you mean, 
you didn't mean 
to steal the map ?


It, it just sort of--- 

Him :
Of course you didn't 
mean to steal it.
I gave it to you. 
You Silly Little Man. And that.
Do you really think 
I didn't know ?

Sir ?


I had to have some way of testing My Handiwork.
I think it turned out 
rather well.

Don't You?

Hmm ?

Him :
Evil turned out 
rather well.

Mm-hmm.
Whose are these ?
Mine, sir.
They're mine, sir.

Him :
You really are an untidy boy.
Sign... here.

Do you mean you knew 
what was happening 
to us all the time ?


Well, of course.
I am the Supreme Being.

I'm not entirely dim.

Oh, no, sir.
We're not suggesting that, sir. 
It's just--

Him :
That I let you 
borrow My Map.
Now I want every bit 
of Evil placed in here.
Right away.

Of course, sir.
Come on.


You mean you let 
all those people die, 
just to test Your Creation ?

Him :
Yes. You really are 
a clever boy.

Why did they have to die ?

Him :
You might as well say,
"Why do we have 
to have Evil ?"

Oh, we wouldn't 
dream of asking 
A Question like that, sir.


Yes. Why DO We Have 
to Have Evil ?

Him :
Ah. I Think it's something 
to do with Free Will.
Do be Careful.
You weren't watching.
Don't lose any of that stuff.
That's Concentrated Evil.
One drop of that 
could turn you all into hermit crabs.

I'm sorry, sir.


I, I was just wondering how if there's, um, 
any chance we might have 
our old jobs back, sir.

Him :
Oh, you certainly were appallingly bad robbers.

Yes, sir.

Him :
I really should do 
something very extrovert 
and vengeful with you.
Honestly, I'm too tired.
But I think I'll just transfer 
you to The Undergrowth Department--
yes, bracken, small shrubs--that sort of thing-- 
with a 19% cut in salary 
back-dated to 
The Beginning of Time.

Thank you, sir.


Oh, Thank You, sir.

Him :
Well, I am The Nice One.
Right ! Come on, then — 
Back to Creation.
I mustn't waste any more time.

Bye, Kevin.
They'll think I've 
lost Control again 
and put it all down to Evolution.
Come on.

Sir ?

Him :
Yes ?

What about My Friend, sir ?
Can he come with us ?

Him :
No, of course not.
This isn't a School Outing.

But, sir, He Deserves something.
I mean, without him--- 

Him :
Oh, don't go on about it --
He's got to stay here 
to carry on The Fight.

Friday 23 April 2021

JADED








Martin :
I sent a kid to find you. 
Didn't he come? 

Cain :
He was here. 

You've been my friend all my life. 
You got me this job. 
You made them send for me. 

Ever since I was a kid, 
I wanted to be like you, Mart. 
You've been A Lawman all your life. 

Martin :
Yeah, yeah, all my life. 
It's a great life. 

You risk your skin catching killers, 
and the juries turn them loose so they can come back and shoot at you again. 




If You're Honest, 
You're Poor Your Whole Life. 

And in The End, you wind up
 dying all alone on some dirty street. 

For what? For nothing
For a tin star. 

Cain :
Listen, The Judge has left town, 
Harvey's quit, and I'm having trouble getting deputies. 

Martin :
It figures. 
It's all happened too sudden.
 
People got to talk themselves into Law and Order before They do anything about it. 
Maybe because down deep 
They Don't Care

They just Don't Care. 

Cain :
What'll I do, Mart?

 Martin :
I was hoping you wouldn't come back. 

Cain :
You know why I came back. 
Well, not to commit suicide
Sometimes... Sometimes prison changes a man. 

Martin :
Not him. This is all planned. 
That's why they're all here. 
Get out, Will. Get out. 

Cain :
Will you come down to that depot with me? 

Martin :
No. You know how I feel about you. 
But I ain't going with you. 

Seems like a man with busted knuckles 
didn't need arthritis, too, don't it? 

No, I couldn't do nothing for you. 

You'd be worried about me. 
You'd get yourself killed worrying about me. 

It's too one-sided like it is. 

Cain :
So long, Mart. 

Martin :
So long. 

It's all for nothing, Will. 
It's all for nothing.