Wednesday 12 January 2022

Our Survival is Your Survival

Alliance with The Borg

[Bridge]

TUVOK: 
There are three planets in this system. Inhabitants, all Borg. 
A vessel is approaching.

JANEWAY: 
All stop. Shields up.

TUVOK: 
They're hailing us.

JANEWAY: 
Open a channel.

BORG [OC]: 
We are the Borg. 
You will be assimilated. 
Resistance is futile.

TUVOK: 
They've locked onto us with a tractor beam.

JANEWAY: 
Borg vessel, This is Captain Janeway 
of The Starship Voyager —

I have Tactical Information 
about Species-8472. 

I want to negotiate.

BORG [OC]: 
Negotiation is irrelevant. 
You will be assimilated.

JANEWAY
Borg vessel. What you're receiving is a sample of the knowledge we possess. 
If you don't disengage your tractor beam immediately
I will have that data destroyed

You have ten seconds 
to comply. 

We know you're in danger 
of being defeated

You can't afford to risk 
losing this information. 
Disengage your tractor —

(Janeway is beamed away.)

[Borg Cube]

BORG [OC]: 
State your demands.

JANEWAY: 
I want safe passage 
through your space. 
Once my ship is 
beyond Borg territory, 
I'll give you our research.

BORG [OC]: 
UnacceptableOur Space is vast. 
Your passage would 
require too much time. 
We need the technology now.

JANEWAY: 
If I give it to you now, 
you'll assimilate us.

BORG [OC]: 
Species-8472 must be stopped
Our survival is your survival. 
Give us the technology.

JANEWAY: 
No. Safe Passage first
or No Deal.

BORG [OC]: 
State your proposal.

JANEWAY: 
Let's work together, 
combine our resources. 

Even if we do give you 
the technology now, 
you're still going to need 
time to develop it. 

By working together, 
we can create a weapon more quickly. 

If you escort us through your space 
we can perfect the weapon as we —

4th Dimension - Tesseract, 4th Dimension Made Easy - Carl Sagan

Excommunication



Becket 1964 - Excommunication scence (Eng/Vietsub)


King Henry II :
I detect ill, devious Becket here.
What Game are You Playing, Thomas?

Becket :
No Game, My Prince.
Lord Gilbert Murdered A Priest.
I want The Guilty punished.

King Henry II :
The Guilty of what?
This Priest was a scandal to His Parish.

Becket :
That was never proved.
Gilbert should've handed 
The Accused over 
to The Church for 
Process of Law.

If Guilty, WE would have 
determined His Punishment.

King Henry II :
I am The Law.

Gilbert will recourse to me, 
I gave him leave 
to arrest This Priest.

Becket :
I can't allow any of My Clergy 
to be Thrown into Prison 
and Tried by The Civil Authorities.

Neither can I Stand by 
and Let My Priests be Murdered.

King Henry II :
You?

You “can't allow”?
You “can't stand by”?

Are You Taking Yourself 
SERIOUSLY 
as Archbishop?

Becket :
I AM The Archbishop, 
My Prince.

King Henry II :
By MY Grace.

Are you demented

You're Chancellor of England.
You're MINE.

Becket :
I'm also The Archbishop 
and You have introduced me 
to DEEPER Obligations.

King Henry II :
And if I won't charge Gilbert?

Becket :
I can't force you, 
but there is always 
A Final Judgment 
BEYOND The King's Justice.

King Henry II :
Oh that -- Lord Gilbert 
will face His Fate 
on The Day of Judgment
as We all will.

I'm sure he'll have 
a great deal MORE 
to answer for than 
Killing a Felonious Priest.

Becket :
Lord Gilbert will 
come to That Judgment 
already DAMNED, Sire.
I intend to excommunicate him.

King Henry II :
You are demented.

Don't you understand that 
When You Attack My Nobles
You Attack ME
and When You Attack ME, 
You Attack ENGLAND!

Becket :
There is more to England 
than The Crown.

You must learn to face that eventually, My Prince.

King Henry II :
Damn you, don't lecture me!

You once told me 
you didn't know 
What Honor was
and I laughed at you.

But now, to Betray Me, 
to Challenge My Power....

Becket :
I Do Not Seek Power, My Prince.
It is only that 
I finally discovered 
A Real Honor to Defend.

King Henry II :
Whose Honour?
Whose Honour is greater 
than The King's?

Becket :
The Honour of God.
Forgive Me.

King Henry II :
Hmm, you give 
The Lions of England 
back to me, like A Little Boy 
who doesn't want 
to Play anymore.

I would have Gone to War 
with all England's Might 
behind me and even against 
England's interest 
to Defend You, Thomas.

I would have 
Given Away My Life 
laughingly for You….

Only, I Loved You and 
You DIDN'T Love Me 
that's The Difference.

Stay away.

But Thank You for this last gift 
as You Desert Me.

Now I shall learn to be alone.





Faith
Hope
Striving to Put Right What Once Went Wrong

Caspar, Balthasar, Melchior.

Coming on Stronger than Ever Before!!

The Chipmunks Theme Song/Intro (1989) - 720p HD Remaster

Caspar, Balthasar, Melchior.

Epiphany: 4 Events Rolled into One


 I have a Ring of Jesus-Fire 
to Guide My Decisions.


 For Those Who Understand, 
no explanation is necessary; 

For Those Who Don't, 
no explanation will suffice. 


Epiphany: 4 Events Rolled into One


EXT. 437TH CIVIL AFFAIRS COMPANY - DAY 16

 Archie sits on a folding chair facing 
COLONEL HORN, 45, who is furious. 
Soldiers and vehicles pass. 

 COLONEL HORN
 You're supposed to make her feel good 
about the stories we want
not push stories we don't want
and you don't walk away from her 
to fuck another journalist. 

 ARCHIE GATES
 I never wanted this job, Ron. 

 COLONEL HORN
 It's a great job, Arch, Your Work in Iraq was over
I'm trying to help you out. 

 ARCHIE GATES
 I don't even know What We Did over here. 

 COLONEL HORN
 Don't even start that with me, 
because this has been a huge success. 

ARCHIE GATES
 Oh you got your star clinched. 

 COLONEL HORN
 (touches his collar)
 It's not my fault you plateaued a long time ago, 
big-mouthed N.C.O.  at heart. 

 ARCHIE GATES
 I don't even know What 
We Did Here, Ron. 

 COLONEL HORN
 You want to occupy Iraq 
and do Vietnam again
is that what you want? 

ARCHIE GATES
 Fuck it, I'm retiring, anyway. 
I don't care. 

 COLONEL HORN
 Until you do, you're an Army  officer, 
and you're still taking care 
of that reporter, 
so do it right. 

Maybe she'll hook you up to 
consult with the media at home. 

ARCHIE GATES
 Fuck that. 

 INT. CAPTAIN'S TENT - DAY
 17
 SPLASH -- rubbing alcohol is poured 
over Vig's extended hand by Chief. 

 TROY
 You've washed your hands 
like a thousand times, Conrad. 

 VIG
 Lord knows what vermin live 
in the butt of a dune-koon. 

 CHIEF
 Don't say that around me. 


CHIEF
 Why do you let this cracker 
follow you around? 

 TROY
 He's all right, man, 
he's got no high school, 
he's from a group home in Dallas,
he doesn't know any better --

VIG
 Don't tell people that. 

 CHIEF
 I don't give a shit if he's from Johannesburg. 
I don't want to hear dune-koon or sand-n*gger 
from him or anybody else
 
VIG
Captain uses those terms -- ?
 
CHIEF
 No. 

 TROY
 No. 

 VIG
 I apologize but it's a little confusing 
with all of this pro-Saudi, 
anti-Iraqi language and all that. 

CHIEF (O.S.)
 These are definitely Saddam's bunkers 
between Karbala and Nazaria

 TROY
 What's inside? 

CHIEF
 According to Intel, 
Picasso, Sony, Rolex, Armani. 
Kuwait was Arab Beverly Hills 
and Saddam sacked it. 

TROY
 It would be nice to bring something home 
besides sand fleas --

 CHIEF
 Whatever, The Good Lord put this map in Our Path 
and we're gonna find something --

 TROY
 He could also put a land mine 
in our path if we go out there --

 CHIEF
 Don't Worry.  
I was Fire-Baptized,
and This Feels Safe

 TROY
 What the hell are you talking about? 

 CHIEF
 I have a Ring of Jesus-Fire 
to Guide My Decisions.


TROY
 I'm not following this. 
You're putting me on, right? 

 CHIEF
 For those who understand, 
no explanation is necessary; 

For those who don't, 
no explanation will suffice. 



Scene 2: Three Wise Men with Bad Senses of Direction

holy music
BABY BRIAN COHEN: 
crying

WISE MAN #1: 
Ahem.

MANDY COHEN: 
Ohhh!
whump
Who are you?

WISE MAN #1: 
We are three wise men.

MANDY: 
What?!

WISE MAN #1: 
We are three wise men.

MANDY: 
Well, what are you doing creeping around a cow shed 
at two o'clock in the morning? 
That doesn't sound very wise to me.

WISE MAN #3: 
We are astrologers.

WISE MAN #1: 
We have come from The East.

MANDY: 
Is this some kind of joke?

WISE MAN #2: 
We wish to praise the infant.

WISE MAN #1: 
We must pay homage to him.

MANDY: 
Homage? You're all drunk. 
It's disgusting. Out! 
The lot, out!

WISE MAN #1: 
No--

MANDY: 
Bursting in here with tales 
about oriental fortune tellers. 
Come on. Out!

WISE MAN #2: 
No, no. We must see him.

MANDY: 
Go and praise someone else's brat! Go on!
WISE MAN #2: 
We--

WISE MAN #1: 
We were led by A Star.

MANDY: 
Or led by a bottle, more like. 
Go on. Out!

WISE MAN #1: 
Well-- well, we must see him. 
We have brought presents.

MANDY: 
Out!

WISE MAN #2: 
Gold. Frankincense. Myrrh.

MANDY: 
Well, why didn't you say? 
He's over there. Sorry the place is 
a bit of a mess. 
Well, what is myrrh, anyway?

WISE MAN #3: 
It is a valuable balm.

MANDY: 
A balm
What are you giving him a balm for? 
It might bite him.

WISE MAN #3: 
What?

MANDY: 
That's a dangerous animal. 
Quick! Throw it in the trough.

WISE MAN #1: 
No, it isn't.

MANDY: 
Yes, it is. It's great, 
big mmm...

WISE MAN #3: 
No, no, no. It is an ointment.

MANDY: 
Aww, there is an animal called a balm,... 
or did I dream it? 
So, you're astrologers, are you? 
Well, what is he then?

WISE MAN #2: 
Hmm?
MANDY: 
What star sign is he?

WISE MAN #2: 
Uh, Capricorn.

MANDY: 
Uhh, Capricorn, eh? What are they like?
WISE MAN #2: 
Ooh, but... he is
The Son of God, Our Messiah.

WISE MAN #1:
King of the Jews.

MANDY: 
And that's Capricorn, is it?

WISE MAN #2: 
Uh, no, no, no. 
That's just him.
MANDY: 
Ohh, I was going to say, 
'Otherwise, there'd be 
a lot of them.' sniff

WISE MAN #1: 
By what name are you calling him?

MANDY: 
Uh, 'Brian'.

WISE MEN: 
We worship you, O Brian, 
who are Lord over us all. 

Praise unto you, Brian, 
and to the Lord, our Father. Amen.

MANDY: 
Do you do a lot of this, then?

WISE MAN #2: 
What?

MANDY: 
This praising.

WISE MAN #2: 
No, no. No, no.

MANDY: 
Er, well, um, if you're dropping by again, do pop in. Heh. 

And thanks a lot for the gold 
and frankincense, er, but don't worry too much about the myrrh next time. All right? 

Heh. Thank you! Good-bye! 
Well, weren't they nice? 
Hmm. Out of their 
bloody minds, but still.

WISE MEN leave

Look at that. Hoo hoo hoo.

WISE MEN return and grab presents


Here! Here! Here, that-- that's mine! Hee. Hey, you just gave me that! 
Oh.

whump
holy music

BABY BRIAN: 
crying

MANDY: 
Shut up. 

smack

Janeway's Third Law




• Keep Your Shirt Tucked in

• Always Go Down with The Ship

• Never Abandon a Member of Your Crew.


They'll PUSH You. 

They'll THREATEN You. 

But They NEED You


They NEED This Alliance. 

You HAVE to Make This WORK. 

I WANT You to Make This Work. 


GET This Crew HOME.


The Three Kings were distinguished foreigners in the Gospel of Matthew and Christian tradition. 


They are said to have visited Jesus after his birth, bearing gifts of gold, frankincense and myrrh. 





AMIR

That's right.

TROY

What are you doing here?

ARCHIE GATES

He helped us find you.


TROY

All right. You're all right.

He hugs Amir. Archie scans nervously.

TROY

How's your girl?


AMIR

She's Safe. For The Moment.


TROY

Outstanding

Excellent

How can we help?


AMIR

We had a deal to get us to The Border, 

but we need more vehicles for these people.


Troy moves nervously.


TROY

We're gonna work it out

We can do it. 

We have to work it out.


CHIEF

I'm not sure how. 

This is a lot of people.


TROY

Okay, you choose who we take. 

You tell the others it's not convenient

they'll have to die.

Hey -- where's Conrad?


Troy and Archie look at each other. It is silent again.

Amir hears a NOISE. They all jerk to the side, weapons

pointed. The wind blows, silently. They wait.


VIG (O.S.)

Yes. Yes. All right.

They all turn to look.


211 EXT. DESERT - NEAR OASIS BUNKER #3 - 

WIDE SHOT - DAY 211


Vig pops up in the desert, 150 yards away. 

VIG

You made it.

Vig comes running.

VIG

I thought that was you. Yeah.

Troy smiles as he steps in the direction of Vig.

Suddenly a RIFLE SHOT RINGS OUT, Troy jumps.

SLIGHTLY SLOW MOTION -- Vig is hit in the collar bone,

ONLY the SOUND of the BULLET SMASHING his FLESH and BONE.

He is jerked, falls to his knees, but gets up, keeps

staggering toward Troy, 125 yards away.

Troy looks stunned.

Archie turns sharply to his right and, in pain, wound

bleeding, FIRES a RIFLE.

A Republican Guard 150 yards to the side, drops to the

ground as Archie and Chief continue to HIT him with

GUNFIRE.

Troy runs as hard as he can toward Vig.

ARCHIE GATES

Cover him.

Chief looks around frantically with his pistol pointed.

Archie scans the area and directs three civilian riflemen to spread out.


ARCHIE GATES

Lock it down. Shoot anything that moves.

AMIR

(in Arabic)

Shoot them if they move.

Troy runs, catches the staggering Vig in his arms and

embraces him. 

Blood runs from Vig's mouth, onto Troy's

shoulder, as Vig tries to talk.

VIG

You made it, man --

Troy cries as he runs with Vig in his arms.

TROY

Help him.

Chief takes Vig from Troy's arms and carefully lays him

on the ground, cradling his head in his lap. Vig spits

blood.

VIG

What happened to the Jesus fire, Chief?


CHIEF

It's around you right now, man, 

it works on this side or the other side.


VIG

You never told me that part.


CHIEF

That's what it's all about.


VIG

I'm going to hell for this.


CHIEF

I told you, we did exactly what

Jesus asked us to do, My Man,

starting with The Gold.


VIG

Lemme go to one of them shrines

that erase the bad you did, cuz

I'm going to hell for this --


TROY

We made The Right Choice today,

Conrad.


VIG

Yeah, all right, Troy.

The hole in Vig's collar bone is pumping out blood. Troy puts his hands over it. Chief looks sad and scared as he tries to turns Vig's head to help him breathe.


CHIEF

Dear Lord watch over this man,

Help Him if You can. 

Our Father who art in heaven --


Fifty prisoners -

- children and adults -

- sit on the ground near the bunker, watch from afar.

Troy stands up looking around helplessly.


TROY

Help.


CHIEF

-- Hallowed be Thy Name, 

Thy Kingdom come, Thy Will be done, on

earth as it is in heaven --

A GUNSHOT RINGS OUT and -- SLIGHTLY SLOW MOTION -- hits Troy in the lower right chest -- and comes out again

three inches over, piercing a thin piece of his side --

with ONLY the sound of TEARING TISSUE. 

Troy looks stunned as he is spun around by the shot.

Archie spins around in the desert and looks at Troy.


ARCHIE GATES

Goddamn it.

He runs hard across the desert toward Troy.

Troy falls next to Vig and they look at each other.

Troy's eyes are wide with pain as he breathes with great difficulty -- rasping.


217 INT. TROY'S RIB CAGE 217

His breathing creates an air pocket, 

crushing his organs to the left side.


218 EXT. DESERT - NEAR OASIS BUNKER #3 - TROY'S POV 218

thru thru

221 LOOKING UP AT Chief, who is saying something to Troy, 221

there's NO SOUND -- except Troy's LABORED BREATHING.

The POV TURNS TO the side -- Vig is no longer breathing.

Archie and Amir step INTO FRAME. Archie looks down at

Troy, opens his waist pack, pulls out a sterile wrapped

scalpel.


221 CONTINUED: 221

Troy's POV TURNS TO the side --

FISH-EYE LENS

The Jaguar pulls up in SLIGHTLY SLOW MOTION.

Amir's little girl gets out of the passenger side,

SLIGHTLY SLOW MOTION, NO SOUND. 

Amir scolds her and gesticulates, indicating she should be back with the others where it is safe. 

The little girl embraces Amir and stares down at Troy over her father's shoulder.

EXT. DESERT

Troy's eyes are wide, staring up at the girl as he has

great difficulty breathing. Archie rolls Troy's shirt

up, exposing Troy's chest, with the bullet wound. Archie points to a spot on Troy's upper chest, near the collar bone --

Chief squeezes a small tube of brown disinfectant gel

onto this spot -- the only sounds are the SQUIRT of the

OINTMENT and TROY'S BREATHING.

Archie looks nervous, then focused as he brings the shiny

metal scalpel down. Troy is in great pain as he watches

Archie plunge the scalpel into his upper chest. Archie

twists the scalpel to open the incision wide --

There is a pronounced HISSING as trapped AIR RUSHES OUT.

Huge relief comes over Troy's face as he breathes

normally.

REGULAR SOUND FADES BACK IN, the first sound is the

GIRL'S THIN, INTERMITTENT HUMMING --

TROY'S POV (FROM GROUND)

LOOKING UP.

ARCHIE GATES

I've been waiting 18 years to get that right.

He tears open a short IV tube and plunges the IV into the

scalpel hole. 

There is a small valve on the end of the tube, which he tightens.

A GUNSHOT sounds -- Archie turns and looks over --


222 EXT. DESERT - OASIS BUNKER #3 - DAY 222

Five civilian riflemen chase down and SHOOT, at 30 yards, the last Iraqi gunner in the desert.

Troy sits up slowly and watches for a moment.

223 EXT. OASIS BUNKER #3 - FRONT - LATER 223

thru thru

224 The Twins and Amir wrap Vig's body in cloth while they 224 chant; Troy, Chief, and Archie watch and chant also.

Troy cries.

Civilian women and children chant and pray around Vig's corpse as it lies in the open trunk of the Jaguar. Troy and Chief do a muted version of Vig's karate arm dance as they look down at his corpse -- only Vig's closed eyes are visible now.

CHIEF

He wanted to go to one of those shrines.

TROY

(tearful)

Did he say that?

Chief nods.

AMIR

Kajatar in Iran. We can take him.

Archie takes Vig's glasses off.

ARCHIE GATES

Good. Take him there.

Troy tightens Vig's wrapping.

225 EXT. DESERT/OASIS BUNKER #3 - LATER 225

Troy sits in a folding chair nearby. He looks pained

and uncomfortable.

ARCHIE GATES

Air pressure will build up about every fifteen minutes. Release the valve, close it up again.

Archie unscrews the valve on the tube in Troy's chest,

and AIR HISSES out. 

Troy looks relieved. 

Archie closes the valve.

TROY

How long can I keep doing this?


ARCHIE GATES

Maybe four hours, if you're not bleeding too bad inside.


TROY

I'm really thirsty.

AMIR

There's no water anywhere.

CHIEF

(to Archie)

You're hooked for the call.

LATER. Archie operates a radio hooked up to a car battery.

ARCHIE GATES

(into the radio)

Bolo, this is Brer Rabbit, do you read me?


TROY

We're going to jail.


ARCHIE GATES

No, We're Not.


Chief watches, tense.


ARCHIE GATES

(into the radio)

Bolo, this is Brer Rabbit.


226 EXT. DESERT - WALTER - DAY 226

Walter drives the dune buggy, nude, wearing his helmet

with radio attachment. Cruz and Paco ride along. Walter

picks up his handset. Archie is heard in a CRACKLING

RADIO transmission.

WALTER

(into radio)

This is Bolo, come in.


ARCHIE GATES (V.O.)

Where are you?


WALTER

(into radio)

About two clicks outside camp.


ARCHIE GATES (V.O.)

We're about ready for the briar

patch, over.


WALTER

(into the radio)

Right.

He looks uncertain, worried. 

Adriana tries to grab the radio.

ADRIANA CRUZ

Let me talk to him. 

I want to know where he is.


WALTER

Ma'am, please. I'm transmitting a code goddamn it.


ARCHIE GATES (V.O.)

You got me, Bolo?


WALTER

I think so -- who handles the briar patch?


ARCHIE GATES (V.O.)

You do.


WALTER

Oh, okay, and the Tar Baby goes to the briar patch if everything's okay, right?


ARCHIE GATES (V.O.)

No, the other way around.


WALTER

Right. Shit, I don't remember how

the code goes, sir, I'm sorry --


INTERCUT WITH:

227 EXT. DESERT/OASIS BUNKER #3 - ARCHIE - DAY 227

who looks exasperated. He is sweating with a fever and

his arm hurts.


ARCHIE GATES

I need three personnel trucks and a humvee.


WALTER

That's a tall order for a secret op, sir.


ARCHIE GATES

Talk to my friend Teebaux. 

Each driver will get 100K.


WALTER

Did you say 100K?


ARCHIE GATES

Roger. Brer Rabbit at 239 North.

Add one medavac pack to the order,

and be sure to bring the reporter.


WALTER

Roger. Give me two hours.

(turns to Adriana)

Don't ever grab my helmet like that, ma'am, not ever. 

And don't mess with me when I'm working a code.

228 INT. BUNKER #3 - SNOW GLOBE ROOM - CLOSEUP - SNOW GLOBE - 228

DAY

is shaken and little green dollars swirl inside the

little world, settling upon an early desert oasis, old

buildings, palm trees, donkeys, Three Kings, peasants

carrying the baby Jesus, and a Mobil gas station.

WIDEN to reveal hundreds of snow globes are pulled from the shelves and put into old cloth bags.


229 EXT. OASIS BUNKER #3 - DAY 229

Chief cracks open a snow globe with pliers as all the

water and dollars drain out. Amir filters the water

through a cheese cloth held above an urn.


CLOSE ON PLASTIC THREE KINGS AND BABY JESUS with the Mobil gas station glistening in the wet palm of Archie's hand.

BACK TO SCENE

Archie looks at the Three Kings in his hand.

Troy cracks open a snow globe, filters water with an Iraqi civilian.

Dozens of civilians are doing the same.

Archie passes an urn to some parched civilians who drink the water thirstily. Troy, Chief do the same. Archie turns to Chief.