Thursday, 14 February 2019

Marry!











Marryused in several ways _ it can introduce a statement, meaning something like, ‘listen’, or ‘I agree’, or ‘indeed’ or ‘well’. 

It’s an oath by the Virgin Mary.

Christian Marriages are “a solemn union between a man and woman, wherein the parties contract certain Bodily Rights necessary for the Generation of Children”

They are solemnised by an oath to the Virgin Mary and the Vows are sealed by Grace.























FEMALE NARCISSISTS ARE SHAPESHIFTERS

Beware of LEGO Movie 2, by the way.

It’s supposedly implied to be okay because Batman is explicitly obvious identified as a Male Narcissist.

Yeah — that’ll go well.

Plus — he’s marrying his Sister.




Marryused in several ways _ it can introduce a statement, meaning something like, ‘listen’, or ‘I agree’, or ‘indeed’ or ‘well’. It’s an oath by the Virgin Mary.

Example from Shakespeare:
‘Marry, sir, I would have some confidence with you that decerns you nearly.’ 

– Dogberry to Leontes, 

telling him about Don John’s plot. 

(Much Ado About Nothing)


“You are an Honourable Man, Quill — I Will FIGHT Beside You.


And in The End — I Will See My Wife and Daughter Again.”


WE ARE GROOT























































































Wednesday, 13 February 2019

She is Black









" Well, I suppose you all know the old story about The Astronaut who went far out into Space, and was asked on his return if he had been to Heaven and seen God. 

And he said 
“Yes.”

So they said 
“Well, What About God?”  

And he said, 
“She is Black.”

 
Our Lady : 
I've told you about the Solitract, right?

The Damsel :

 Literally never heard the word before. Solitract?

Our Lady :

Solitract! It's a theory, a myth, a bedtime story my gran used to tell me.
 

The Damsel :
You had a grandmother?

Our Lady :

I had seven, but Granny Five, my favourite, used to tell me about the Solitract. 
Cos in the beginning - pre-Time, pre-everything - all the laws and elements and nuts and bolts of the universe were there. 

Light, matter, maths, and so on. 

But they couldn't fit together properly, because the Solitract was there.
 

The Damsel :
So what is the Solitract?

Our Lady :

A consciousness, an energy. Our reality cannot work with Solitract energy present. The most basic ideas of the universe just get ruined. Think of it like a kid with chicken pox - nuclear chicken pox - who wants to join in but always ends up infecting everyone else. Our universe cannot work with the Solitract in it.
 

The Damsel :
Your gran told you this as a bedtime story?

Our Lady :

 Only when I had trouble sleeping. 
So, what did our universe do? 
It managed to exile the Solitract to a separate, unreachable existence. The Solitract plane. 
And suddenly, everything makes sense. The universe could finally work because the Solitract had been removed.

The Damsel :
Hang on. Are you saying we're now on the Solitract plane?

Our Lady :

I wish I wasn't but I think I am. I'm scared. 
Are you scared? I'm genuinely terrified!
 

The Damsel : 
This is a separate exiled universe that is also a consciousness.

Our Lady :

That's what Granny Five said. A conscious universe. She also said that Granny Two was a secret agent for the Zygons, but she seems bang on with this one. 

But why? 
Why has the Solitract copied your world, including Grace and Trine, and built a doorway to our universe?
 

The Damsel :
When you put it like that, it sounds like a trap. 









— WHITEOUT —


Our Lady : 
Er, why is there a frog in here?
(A frog sitting on a simple wooden chair with a three spindle back and splayed legs.)


SOLITRACT: 
You said I could stop being Trine.

Our Lady
The Solitract is a frog? 
Who talks like Grace?

SOLITRACT: 
My own form is endless, but this frog is a form that delights me, as it once delighted Grace.

Our Lady
Ah, and there's me thinking the day had no more surprises left.

SOLITRACT: 
Now, please, tell me of your universe.

Our Lady
You think words can do it justice? 
It's really big... and incredibly beautiful. 
And, apparently, I've just said goodbye to it. But the thing I'm going to miss the most is the people. 
My friends.

SOLITRACT: 
I will be that. 
We will be that. 
Friends!

Our Lady
Right, me and a conscious universe masquerading as a frog, BFFs.

(The Doctor's hands start to flicker.)

Our Lady
Whoa! Did you just see that? 
Cos I wouldn't be much of a friend to you if I didn't point out you're not in control of this.

SOLITRACT: 

You're wrong. This is my plane. I control everything here.

DOCTOR: 

So you can see that it's still destabilising? 
Me being here is going to kill us both. 
You may want us to be together, but it's not working. It can never work.

SOLITRACT: 

You're lying to me because you want to leave.

Our Lady
No. I'm your friend. 

But friends help each other face up to their problems, not avoid them. 

This is... You are the maddest, most beautiful thing I've ever experienced, and I haven't even scratched the surface. 

I wish I could stay. But if either of us are going to survive, you're going to have to let me go and keep on being brilliant by yourself.

SOLITRACT: 

I miss you. 
I miss it all so much.

Our Lady
I know. But if you do this, I promise, you and I will be friends forever. 
You have to let me go.

SOLITRACT: 

I will dream of you out there without me.

(The Doctor backs away and blows a kiss.)



Our Lady
Goodbye.


(The frog raises a front foot and the Doctor is thrown backwards.) 

The Mercy of Soldiers and Elders









The Soldier :
The rain will not fall.


Miss Demeaner :
Oh? Why won't it?


The Soldier :
The clouds will burn.

Miss Demeaner :
And who'll burn them?

The Soldier :
I will burn them.

Miss Demeaner :
How?

The Soldier :
I will burn. 

Miss Demeaner :
One burning Cyberman is hardly going to save the planet.

The Soldier :
Correct. 


Attention! 







This is Not a Good Day. 

This is Earth's Darkest Hour. 

And look at you miserable lot!

We are The Fallen. 

But today, we shall rise. 

The Army of The Dead will save The Land of The Living. 

This is not The Order of a General, nor the whim of a Lunatic.

Miss Demeaner :
Excuse me?

The Soldier :
This is a promise. 

The Promise of a Soldier! 

You Will Sleep Safe Tonight.




 PRIEST :
What can I do for you, Mr. Kowalski?

St. Walter :
I am here for a confession.


 PRIEST :
 Lord Jesus, what have you done?
Nothing you just take it easy now.


 PRIEST :
 What are you up to?



St. Walter :
 Are you gonna give a confession or not?


 PRIEST :
 How long has it been since your last confession?


St. Walter :
 Forever.
Bless me father, for I have sinned.



 PRIEST :
 What are your sins, my son?
 
 
St. Walter :
In 1968, I kissed Betty Jablonski at the factory Christmas party. Dorothy was in the other room with the other wives.
It just happened.


St. Walter :
 Yes, go on.
Well, I made 900 dollars profit selling a boat and motor.
I didn't pay the taxes it is the same as stealing.
 

 St. Walter :
Yes, fine.
Lastly...

I was never very close with my two sons.
I don't know them. I didn't know how.
 

PRIEST :
That's it?

St. Walter :
 - That's it.
It's bothered me most of my life.



 PRIEST :
 Say 10 "Hail Maries"
and 5 "Our fathers".
God loves and forgives you and absolves you of all your sins.
In the name of the Father, Son and the Holy Spirit.
 
St. Walter :
Thank you padre.
 

Are you going to retaliate for what happened to Sue.
I'm going over to that house today, Mr. Kowalski.
Is that so?
- It is.
And every other day until you see the folly of what you are planning.
Busy day, gotta go.
- Go in peace.
Oh I am at peace.
Jesus Christ.
So which one is mine?
You ever fired a weapon before?
- No
Why don't you put that one down.
I got something more to show you.
What?
In 1952 we were sent to take out a chink machine gun nest.
They trod us up pretty good. I was the only one who came back out there.
For that they gave me a silver star.
Here it is.
Here I want you to have it.
Why?
Because we all knew the danger that night. But we went anyway.
That's the way it might be tonight.
There is always a chance you don't come back.
The hell we wont.
Were will roll in there and tear ass.
Yeah, that's foolish.
That's the exact reaction they are waiting for.
Come on and close this up.
How many?
- How many what?
How many men did you kill in Korea?
-What was it like to kill a man.
You don't want to know.
Now close it up.
 


Walt! Walt!
What are you doing?
What are you doing?



St. Walter :
 Relax, you can't get out of there.


You let me out right now !
Let me out. You fuck let me out, I'll fucking kill you.
 

 St. Walter :
Shut the fuck up!
You want to know what is like to kill a man?

Well, that's goddamn awful.

The only thing worse is get a medal of valor for killing some poor kids.. that wanted just to give up that's all.


Yeah, some scared little gook just like you.
I shot them right in a face with that rifle you were holding in there a while ago.

So not a day goes by that I don't think about it. 


You don't want that on your soul.

I got blood on my hands. I am soiled.
That's why I am going alone tonight.


Thao :
Walt you take me with you right now, let me out.
 

 St. Walter :
Look, you've come a long way.
I am proud to say that you are my friend. 

But you got your whole life ahead of you.
But me, I finished things. That's what I do and I am going alone.
 

No, wait. Walt! Walt!
 

 St. Walter :
I need you to watch my dog.
Yeah I love you too.
Yeah, she is old too.
Her name is Daisy.

Her Name is Sue — HOW DO YOU DO?! :
Hello.


It is Walt.
The keys to my house are under the ceramic turtle on the from porch.
Let yourself in. 

Your brother is in the basement. I gotta go.
 

Man’s Law :
Sorry Father, we have to go.

PRIEST :
I am telling if we are not here there will be a bloodshed.


We've been here for hours.
We can't afford to anchor a unit down to one location.


I am begging you to stay.
Just got a word from my sergeant, we're pulling the plug.
I am staying. No you aren't.
We have specific orders you came with us, you are leaving with us.
Watch your head.
Sue, over here, over here.
Unlock this right now.
He left without me.
He went to Smokie without me.
 



Tao!
Any swamp rats in there.
I didn't know your ass would came.
-Shut up, gook.
I have nothing to say to you, shrimp dick, lizard like you.
Yeah, yeah. You go ahead watch out for your boyfriend.
Cause it was either he or you or something who raped one of
their own family.
You own blood, for Christ sake.
Now go ahead and pull those pistols, like miniature cowboys.
Go ahead.
So where's Tao at? That pussy motherfucker not gonna come.
Don't worry about Tao.
Tao's got not one second for you.
Says who?
You?
What the fuck you gonna do, old man?
What are you gonna do? You bitch.
-
Kind of jumpy, aren't we?
- Shut the fuck up.
You should the fuck up!
Got a light?
- What the fuck?
No
Me.. I've got a light...
'Hail Mary, full of grace..'
Yes, sergeant.
What happened?
- You need to step back.
He is a friend of mine.
- He said step back.
Hey, did you hear him.
Step back.
What happened?
- Hey, step back.
He is my friend.
Officer Chang! get those people back.
- Hey, step back now, Ok.
Get the fuck out of here!
Walt Kowalski once said to me that I didn't know anything about life or death.
Because I was an overeducated, 27-year-old virgin
who held the hands of superstitious old women and
promised they eternity.
Walt definitely had no problem calling
it like he saw it.
But he was right.
I knew really nothing about life or death,
until I got to know Walt.
And boy did I learn.
And I want to leave my house to the church becouse Dorothy would've liked it...
... now which brings to out last item . And again
please excuse the language.
in Mr. Kowalski's will, Im simply reading it as it
was written.
And I'd like to leave my 1972
Gran Torino to ...
my friend ...
Tao Vang Lor.
Under the condition that you dont choptop top
the roof like one of those beaners
dont paint any idiotic flames on
it like some white-trash hillbilly / i
and dont put a big gay spoiler on
the rear end like you see on all the other zipper heads cars / i
It just looks like hell
If you If you can refrain from doing any of that,
its yours

The Red Queen






Once upon a time
In a nursery rhyme
There was a castle with a King
Hiding in a wing
'Cause he never went to school to learn a single thing

He had scepters and swords
And a parliament of lords
But on the inside he was sad
Egad!
Because he never had a wisdom for numbers
A wisdom for words
Though his crown was quite immense
His brain was smaller that a bird's

So the Queen of the Nation
Made a Royal Proclamation
"To the Missus and the Messers
The more or lessers
Bring me all the land's professors"
Then she went to the hair dressers

And they came from the east
And they came from the south
From each college they poured knowledge
From their brains into his mouth

But the king couldn't learn
So each professor met their fate
For the queen had their heads removed
And placed upon the gate

And on that date
I state their wives all got a note
Their mate was now the late-great

But then suddenly one day
A stranger started in to sing
He said "I'm the dirty rascal
And I'm here to teach the king"

And the queen clutched her jewels
For she hated royal fools
But this fool had some rules
They really ought to teach in schools
Like you'll be a happy king
If you enjoy the things you've got

You should never try to be
The kind of person that you're not

So they sang and they laughed
For the king had found a friend

And they ran onto a rainbow for
The story's perfect end

So the moral is you mustn't let
The outside be the guide
For it's not so cut and dried

Well unless it's Dr. Jekyll
Then you better hide
Petrified

No, The Truth can't be denied
As I now have testified

All that really counts and matters
Is the special stuff inside

The Ceremony of Innocence : Mal’s Ship


MAL
Well, let's see what a man like you would kill for.

SIMON
No, don't!
Mal kicks off the top of the box. 
It flies off, clattering to the floor 
as the smoke clears from over what's inside.
Mal steps forward, looks.

ANGLE: ABOVE THE BOX
Curled inside is a naked, unconscious teenage girl.
The box is clearly a cryo-chamber of some sort, perfectly conformed to her body, a sleep metallic womb.

Mal looks at the girl.
 At Simon. At the girl.

MAL
Huh.

BLACK OUT.




INT. SERENITY - DINING ROOM - LATER
Book and Kaylee have made dinner. People are gathering, sitting, helping themselves to things -- everybody's moving and talking 
over each other and everyone's there 
save Wash and Inara.

ZOE
Oh, this is incredible.

BOOK
It's not much -- I had a garden 
at the Abbey, thought I should 
bring what I could.

SIMON
It's very kind of you to share with
all of us.

ZOE
I'm gonna make a plate for Wash...

BOOK
(to Simon)
Well, it won't last, and they're never the same when they're frozen. 

The important thing is the spices.

A man can live on packaged food from here 'til Judgment Day 
if he's got enough rosemary.

DOBSON
(over this, to Jayne)
Can you pass me the tomatoes?
He does, after taking several slices. 
People settle.

BOOK :
Captain, you mind if I Say Grace?

MAL (which means ‘Bad’) :
Only if you say it out loud.

A beat -- Mal has broken the mood. 
He starts eating, others follow. 
Book lowers his head a moment, as do Kaylee, Dobson, and Jayne, 
then they eat as well.

SIMON
So, does it happen a lot? 
Government commandeering Your Ship, 
telling you where to go?

MAL
That's what Governments are for --  
get in a man's way.

DOBSON
Well, it's good, if the supplies are
needed.

JAYNE
We're just happy to be doing Good Works.

DOBSON
I hear a lot of the border moons 
are
in bad shape. Plagues, and famine...

ZOE
Well, some of that's exaggerated, and some of it ain't. 
All those moons --
just like the central planets,
they're as close to Earth-That-Was as
we could make 'em: gravity, atmosphere,
and such, but...

MAL
Once they're terraformed, They'll
dump settlers on there with nothing
but blankets, hatchets, maybe a herd.
Some of them make it, some of them…

SIMON
Then I guess it's good we're helping.

KAYLEE
(to Simon)
You're a Doctor, right?

SIMON
Oh. Uh, yes. Yes, I was a trauma surgeon on Osiris, in Capital City.

MAL
Long way from here.

KAYLEE
(to Simon)
You seem so Young. To be A Doctor.

SIMON
(changing the subject)
Yeah. You're pretty young 
to be a ship's mechanic.

KAYLEE
No how. Machines just got workings, 
and they talk to me.

BOOK
That's a rare gift.

KAYLEE
Oh, not like being a doctor. 
Helping fix people, that's important.

JAYNE
Little Kaylee here just wishes 
you was a gynecologist.

Jayne cackles. Kaylee, visibly humiliated, looks down.

MAL
(hard)
Jayne
You'll keep a civil tongue in that mouth 
or I will sew it shut, 
is there an understanding between us?

JAYNE
You don't pay me to talk pretty
Just because Kaylee gets lubed-up 
over some big city dandy --

MAL
Walk away from this table. Right now.

A beat. Jayne doesn't believe it, 
but Mal's expression is stony. 
Jayne goes, grabbing a bunch of food as he does. 
Everyone is silent a moment.

SIMON
What do you pay him for?

MAL
What?

SIMON
I was just wondering 
what His Job is.
On The Ship.

Mal stares a moment.

MAL
….Public Relations.