Saturday 18 November 2023

Because I’m SUCH a GOOD Friend…!



“Now, 
Hitler would have 
never thought of THAT —

STALIN never thought  of that, 
and he thought about these 
kinda of things, a LOT…

How to get one member of 
The Central Committee 
to betray another, and 
keep them all guessing, 
so that You’re the 
ultimate beneficiary, 
but THIS…..

The added bit of 
SadoMasochistic Genius…”


Selvig

Fury :
So, he's building another portal.
That's what he needs Erik Selvig for.

Thor :
Selvig?

Fury :
He's An Astrophysicist. 

Thor :
He's A Friend.


Thor | Erik Selvig And Thor - Bar Scene | Disney+ [2011]


(STATIC CRACKLING)

(MJOLNIR HUMMING)

SHIELD Agent
Sir? He's got A Visitor.

Coulson :
His Name is Donald Blake?

Selvig :
Dr. Donald Blake.

Coulson :
You have dangerous coworkers, Dr. Selvig.

Selvig :
He was distraught when he found out 
that you've taken all our research.

That was years of his life, gone!

You can understand how A Man 
could go off like that.

A big, faceless organisation like yours coming in 
with their jackbooted thugs and...
….That's how he put it.

Coulson :
That still doesn't explain how he managed 
to tear through our security.

Selvig :
Steroids! He's a bit of a fitness nut.

(ALARM BEEPS)

TECHNICIAN
Sir?

Coulson :
It says here that 
He's an M.D.

Selvig :
Well, he is! Or he was.
He switched careers and 
became A Physicist.
A brilliant physicist.

He's a wonderful man. 
He's a man in pain.

Oh, Donny, Donny, 
DonnyThere you are. 
You're gonna be all right
I'm taking you home now.

Coulson :
Dr. Selvig!
….just keep him away from the bars.

Selvig :
I will!

Thor :
Where are we going? 

Selvig :
To get a drink.

Coulson :
Follow them.

Thor :
You know, I had it all backwards.
I had it all wrong.

Selvig :
It's not a bad thing finding out that 
you don't have all The Answers.
You start asking the right Questions.

For the first time in my life, 
I have no idea what 
I'm supposed to do.

Selvig :
Anyone who's ever going 
to find his way in this world 
has to start by admitting 
he doesn't know 
where the hell he is.

Thank you for what you've done.

Selvig :
No, don't thank me. 
I only did it for Jane.

Her Father and I taught 
at university together.
He was a Good Man.
He never listened.

Neither did IMy Father was trying 
to teach me something, but 
I was too stupid to see it.

Selvig :
I don't know if you're delusional or 
if you're pulling some kind of con
I don't care. I just care about her.
I've seen the way she looks at you.

I swear to you
I mean her no harm.

Selvig :
GoodIn that case
I'll buy you another round
and you leave town tonight.

Two boilermakers.

Thursday 9 November 2023

Escaping The Phantom Zone









Selina, The Wicked Witch :
Enjoy Your Prison, Supergirl... 
...forever and ever

Selina The Witch starts macking 
on Supergirl’s mind-controlled zombie 
would-be boyfriend, Ethan

Supergirl :
No, Ethan! Don't do it! 
Ethan! 




Slowly, The Black Mirror she is trapped inside
begins to turn… and turn…
and spin end-over-end….
and falls into The Sky,
as it begins tumbling 
through endless Space…

Until it crashes into solid rock….
and shatters




Supergirl :
Where am I? 





You can't arrest me without a warrant. 
I'm calling my lawyer. Slow down. 

We want Selena out. 

Selina, The Wicked Witch :
Smile, lunkhead. You're not A Gardener anymore. 
You're Prince Ethan, now. 

Are we gonna stand up to her or not? 

Yes. 

Selena must go! 

Who's this little twerpette? 

Lucy Lane :
She's someone who believes in Freedom. 

Jimmy Olsen :
Lucy, it's not a good time 
to express yourself. 

Lucy Lane :
I don't know, who you are. 
Or what evil force you represent. 
But if you think you can get rid of 
anybody who stands up to you. 
Just make them disappear
Like my friend Linda. 

Who? 

Lucy Lane :
Linda, my roommate. She disappeared 
the day that mountain showed up. 

The wimp. Seize them

Leave her alone! 

Drive off. Leave her alone. 

Nobody messes around with Jimmy Olsen! 
Now, let go of me. I'm with the press!


Supergirl :
Zaltar. 

Squirt. 

Supergirl :
Zaltar? 

Squirt. 

Supergirl :
Zaltar, it's me. It's-it's Kara. 

I know. Squirt. 

Supergirl :
What is that? Where are we? 

Nowhere

Supergirl :
The Phantom Zone? 

Lawrence :
It's lonely here, my Kara. So sad. 
I've been here forever and 
I shall stay here forever. 

Selina, The Wicked Witch :
Ethan? 

Ethan, The Gardner :
Yes, my darlin'. 

Selina, The Wicked Witch :
Don't call me your "darling." 
You despise me. 
Get me The Coffer of Shadow. 

Ethan, The Gardner :
Yes, my darling. 

Supergirl :
Now... 
...I think we need something. There

Oh, Jimmy. 

Oh, terrific. The old dangling-in-a-cage routine. 
Pathetic, Selena. 

Who's that guy? 

He's my math teacher, I think. 

What are they for? 

Insurance. 

Supergirl :
But you can't just give up.
 You founded a whole city

Lawrence :
I did, and then I doomed it to destruction. 

Supergirl :
That was an error. 

Lawrence :
A tragic one. When you're my age and 
you make as many tragic errors as I do, 
it is a different tune that you will sing. 

Supergirl :
I will not. I'll never give up. 
I will never spend my entire life in 
a place like this. I would die first! 

Lawrence :
Strong words —
There are worse things than dying and 
I deserve every single one of them

Supergirl :
What is this? 

Lawrence :
A horse... I think. On Earth, 
I think it's called ‘a horse’. 

Supergirl :
And you made this, here

Lawrence :
Mm. 

Supergirl :
Then you haven't given up. 

Lawrence :
Don't be ridiculous. 

Supergirl :
Earth, Zaltar. Earth, a tree, a horse. 
You keep making things from Earth. 

Lawrence :
The place intrigues me. 

Supergirl :
Well, then, let's go there.

Lawrence :
 Certainly. When is the next train

Supergirl :
(Grins — looks puzzled.)
.…What is a ‘train’? 
What's so funny? 
Don't laugh at me, Zaltar. 

Lawrence :
I'm only laughing at myself. 
For you, I weep. 

Supergirl :
Is this ‘train’ a way out of here? 

Lawrence :
There is no way out of here. 
That is the point of 
The Phantom Zone. 
The criminals, the corrupt, the evil... 
...they're here. Over the hill there. 
With no Way Out

Supergirl:
But, there's always A Way Out. 
If there's a way in
there's A Way Out

Lawrence :
There is a way. But it's impossible

Supergirl :
Why? 

Lawrence :
No, it wouldn't work. You'd be swept into a singularity 
if it didn't work. No. Forget I mentioned it. 
Have a squirt instead. 

….I could do it. 

Supergirl :
Then, please. At least 
teach me how

Lawrence :
There's nothing to teach. 
You can't, as they say 
practice at The Rift. 
You get one chance only

Supergirl :
The Rift? 

Lawrence :
Sure? You won't have a squirt? 
Once you get used to it, 
I think it's delicious. 

Supergirl :
You're right. You are 
absolutely right. 
There is enough 
Doom and Gloom 
in the air already. 
And it is better to accept defeat 
than to take a chance and try 
like fools to redeem ourselves 
and save Our City 
and all those who 
We Love There. 

Plus all the people on Earth 
that this wicked sorceress 
is going to make suffer 
just because of us. Cheers

Lawrence :
We could die trying

Supergirl :
But we won't
We won't. 

Lawrence :
Come on. 

Selina, The Wicked Witch :
Tomorrow. Thursday. Friday. 
Just like here, we go for The Cops 
first, right? And The Army. 
By Saturday, we have the continental 
United States, Mexico, Canada. 

Oh, my God, Selena. 


Selina, The Wicked Witch :
It's The Box. 

Hush it up. 

Selina, The Wicked Witch :
No. What The Box wants, 
The Box gets. 
What is it? 

Fascinating. 


Selina, The Wicked Witch :
I don't know. 

Supergirl :
Is this it? Is this 
The Way Out? 

Lawrence :
Not yet! This is 
The Quantum Vortex! 
We must risk Our Destruction in it. 
To move mountains, 
You must make sacrifices

Supergirl :
Zaltar, I'm scared

Lawrence :
Accept Your Fears. 
Confront Your Demons. 
Find Your Destiny 
in The Maelstrom! 

Supergirl :
Zaltar, I can't. I can't

Lawrence :
You... can

Two specks. Look! 


Selina, The Wicked Witch :
What Do I Do? 
How Do You murder someone 
in The Phantom Zone? 


She's with some old guy, 
it looks like. 

Selina, The Wicked Witch :
Move, huh. Come on! 


Calm down, okay. 

Selina, The Wicked Witch :
(Consults The Grimoire —)
Ah. This is what I want. 
The Salian Fireballs. 
Page 321. Chapter 6. 

Whoa! What is that? Watch out! 

Selina, The Wicked Witch :
"Power of Rainmaking". No! 
"How to separate husband and wife." 
No, not now. Not now

Well, you better find something fast, 
like an atom bomb. 

Selina, The Wicked Witch :
I found it. "Summoning... 
The Demon Storm.

Lawrence :
Hurry... go. 
Higher girl, higher

Supergirl :
Come with me! 

Lawrence :
I am with you! On, girl. 
I am with you. 

Supergirl :
Zaltar! 



Oh, Thank God

Supergirl :
You've had your fun, Selena. 
The Game is finished. 

Selina, The Wicked Witch :
HardlyOne false step, bluebird.

Tuesday 7 November 2023

Condor





Listen. I work for The CIA. 
I'm not a spy. I just read books. 
We read everything that's published in the world, 
and we-- we feed the plots-- dirty tricks, codes 
into a computer, and the computer checks 
against actual CIA plans and operations. 
I look for leaks, new ideas. 
We read adventures and 
novels and journals. 

I-- I can-- 
Who'd invent
job like that?

 Tell her what you got. Male, Caucasian, mid 40s, appears to have been shot. - Where? - In his room. - Very funny. - O.K., O.K. The wound's below the heart. - Shot once? - Seems to have been, yes. First you said appears to have been shot. Mr. Turner. Oh, Dr. Lappe, I'm sure he'll be here any second now. Really? Mr. Turner's late again. Get back to work. We can dope it out in five minutes and get back to work. - Know what Joey would say? - He isn't the only mind in this place. Come on. Uh, what kind of a slug? - You're missing the point, Ray. - What do you mean? The machine will come back with, " Please express in otherwords." What should we feed in? [Doorbell Rings] [Buzz] - Turner,Joseph. No middle initial. - You're minutes late. Make it will you? I was bucking head winds. Dr. Lappe, anything in the early pouch for me? - Dr. Lappe? - Yes? Nothing in response toyour report. Please have the book I left on your desk analyzed and on the computer by : . Yes, sir. Better get the telemias moved closer to the light. You're getting a blight on the leaf. At ease, Sarge. At ease. Going to rain today. : . [Ray] There's got to be more details. [Harold] I only read two chapters. - No other clues? - Not so far. - [Janice] What time they fiind him? - Early evening. They never said what the caliber ofthe bullet was. - Apparently . . - There it is again-- "Apparently." It made an entry wound characteristic of a . . They couldn't recover the slug. Hey, we're getting somewhere. You guys figure it out. I have Far East journals to read. Was the slug smashed against the wall? No. As a matter offact, there was no exit wound. We're not getting anywhere. Finish the book, Harold. Hi. What we've got so far is-- Ice. Instead oflead. Ice! The murderer pours water into a . caliber mold, freezes it, and keeps it solid until the crime. Then he shoots the guy with the ice bullet. Cops show up, there'sjust a few drops ofwater. - No bullet, no ballistics. - That's great. - Hey. - Yeah? What is this? Mmm. Calligraphy's getting beautiful. - What is it? - Ten. That means heaven. That's it? Nothing else? Well, it can mean the best. Tops sometimes. Why? I'm not sure. We're going to Sam and Mae's tonight, right? - Mm-hmm. - Why don'tyou talk to Sam about it? - About this? - Mm-hmm. I did. He says, "That's interesting, but it's not my department." Which means he doesn't think there's anything,just like Dr. Lappe. - And you. - Well, there's not much. - A mystery that's been translated? - A mystery that didn't sell... has been translated into a very odd assortment of languages-- Turkish, but not French, Arabic, but not Russian... or German... Dutch. Spanish? Yes. Yes. Hey, where'd you get that thing about the ice? Dashiell Hammett? DickTracy. Areyou sure about this ideogram? Look at this face. Could I be wrong about an ideogram? It's a great face, but it's never been to China. - When can I get computer time? - DickTracy? - He was a very underrated detective. - There's free time at : . Morning pickup. No, no, no, no. Stay on schedule. I'll get it. - Four pieces, right? - Right. - Hold it. Hold it. - Five. - Affiirmative. Fiver. - Where is Mr. Heidegger? - Called in sick, Dr. Lappe. - He's probably hung over again. This is extraordinary. I wasjust checking the fiiles... and came across this carbon copy ofan inquiry he sent to Persian Gulfcommand. He did that for me. It neverwent through my offiice. I asked him to do some research for me. I guess he didn't feel it was important. I wish you people would go through channels. [Door Opens] Uh, what's on your mind? O.K. [Buzz] [Not Audible] This was in the pouch from New York Center. HQfrom Langley said there's nothing... from any other intelligence source to supportyour theory. -Gentlemen. -This your idea ofworking on that book? I'll have it on the computer by : . We have people to service these machines. These things are simple. Theyjust look complicated. Mr. Turner, I wonder ifyou're entirely happy here. - Within obvious limits, yes, sir. - Obvious limits? It bothers me I can't tell people what I do. Why is it taking you long to accept that? Well, I actually trust a few people. That's a problem. I believe it's your turn to bring in lunch. What time is it? - : . - The rain's going to stop by : . You can wait eight minutes. Ah, yes. Yes. Mr. Turner? Hey! Hey! Hey! Damn it. It's not a proper exit. He always goes out that way when it rains. Saves him a block. Personnel should enter and exit the premises by authorized means only. [Thunder] Jimmy. - Hey, Shakespeare, how's it going? - Terrifiic. I'm building up a great collection ofrejection slips. Yeah, I know the feeling. I always wanted to be Escoffiier. Maybe it's not too late. Van Gogh was before he started to paint. - No kidding? - There's no mayonnaise on Dr. Lappe's. On the other hand, Mozart was when he started playing the piano. - He was composing at . - Fast starter. It's probably better. I don't know. Van Gogh never sold a painting in his lifetime. Mozart died a pauper. - Where am l, the public library? - That's a very bright man. It's educational. That's why I come in here. You come in here to get sick like everybody else. - Come on. - No butter on Ray's sandwich. He get panicky about butter. [Doorbell Rings] [Buzz] [Typewriter] Give it toJennings in the back. He'll sign for it. - [Gunfiire] - Edwinna Rose. [Clock Chimes] 

Monday 6 November 2023

Head, Beginning, Origin





race (n.1)
[act of running] late Old English, also rase, "a narrative, an account;" c. 1300, "an act of swift running, a hurried attack," also "a course of life or conduct, a swift current;" from Old Norse rās "a running, a rush (of water)," cognate with Old English ræs "a running, a rush, a leap, jump; a storming, an attack;" or else a survival of the Old English word with spelling and pronunciation influenced by the Old Norse noun and the verb. The Norse and Old English words are from Proto-Germanic *res- (source also of Middle Dutch rasen "to rave, rage," German rasen, Old English raesettan "to rage" (of fire)), from a variant form of PIE *ers- (1) "be in motion" (see err).

Originally a northern word, it became general in English c. 1550. Formerly used more broadly than now, of any course which has to be run, passed over, or gone through, such as the course of time or events or a life (c. 1300) or the track of a heavenly body across the sky (1580s). To rue (one's) race (15c.) was to repent the course one has taken.

Meaning "contest of speed involving two or more competitors; competitive trial in running, riding, etc." is from 1510s. For the sense of "artificial stream leading water to a mill, etc.," see race (n.3). Meaning "electoral contest for public office" is by 1827.

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race (n.2)
[people of common descent] 1560s, "people descended from a common ancestor, class of persons allied by common ancestry," from French race, earlier razza "race, breed, lineage, family" (16c.), possibly from Italian razza, which is of unknown origin (cognate with Spanish raza, Portuguese raça). Etymologists say it has no connection with Latin radix "root," though they admit this might have influenced the "tribe, nation" sense, and race was a 15c. form of radix in Middle English (via Old French räiz, räis). Klein suggests the words derive from Arabic ra's "head, beginning, origin" (compare Hebrew rosh).

Original senses in English included "wines with characteristic flavor" (1520), "group of people with common occupation" (c. 1500), and "generation" (1540s). The meaning developed via the sense of "tribe, nation, or people regarded as of common stock" to "an ethnical stock, one of the great divisions of mankind having in common certain physical peculiarities" by 1774 (though as OED points out, even among anthropologists there never has been an accepted classification of these). In 19c. also "a group regarded as forming a distinctive ethnic stock" (German, Greeks, etc.).

Just being a Negro doesn't qualify you to understand the race situation any more than being sick makes you an expert on medicine. [Dick Gregory, 1964]

In mid-20c. U.S. music catalogues, it means "Negro." Old English þeode meant both "race, folk, nation" and "language;" as a verb, geþeodan meant "to unite, to join." Race-consciousness "social consciousness," whether in reference to the human race or one of the larger ethnic divisions, is attested by 1873; race-relations is attested by 1897. Race theory "assertion that some racial groups are endowed with qualities deemed superior" is by 1894.
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race (v.)
c. 1200, rasen "to rush," from a Scandinavian source akin to the source of race (n.1), reinforced by the noun in English and by Old English cognate ræsan "to rush headlong, hasten, enter rashly." Transitive meaning "run swiftly" is from 1757. Meaning "run against in a competition of speed" is from 1809. Transitive sense of "cause to run" is from 1860. In reference to an engine, etc., "run with uncontrolled speed," from 1862; transitive sense is by 1932. Related: Raced; racing.
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race (n.3)
[strong current of water] c. 1300, more or less a particular sense of race (n.1), which then denoted any forward movement or swift running, from Old Norse ras in its sense of "a rushing of water." Via Norman French the word entered French as ras, which might have given English race its specialized meaning of "channel of a stream" (especially an artificial one, to a mill, etc.), which is recorded in English from 1560s.
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racing (n.)
"the running of races, the occupation or business of arranging for or carrying on races," originally especially horse races, 1670s, verbal noun from race (v.).
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arms race (n.)
1930, in reference to naval build-ups, from arms (see arm (n.2)) + race (n.1). First used in British English.
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foot-race (n.)
"race run between persons on foot," 1660s, from foot (n.) + race (n.1).
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horse-race (n.)
also horserace, 1580s, from horse (n.) + race (n.1). Related: Horse-racing.
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race-track (n.)
"a race-course, the path over which a race is run," 1814, from race (n.1) + track (n.).
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race-course (n.)
1764, "plot of ground laid out for horse racing," usually elliptical and with accommodations for participants and spectators, from race (n.1) + course (n.). Meaning "canal along which water is conveyed to or from a water wheel" is by 1841.
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Thursday 2 November 2023

The Lost Art of Forehead-Sweat

Ronald Reagan says 'sorry' to Margaret Thatcher 
in private phone call

In 1983 President Reagan apologised to The P.M. after 
The U.S. invaded Grenada – a Commonwealth country – 
without giving her advance warning. 

This newly released tape recording of 
a private telephone call between them 
reveals the conversation.



Spiritual Engagement

Studio 60 on Sunset strip - Have a little faith in me

“ ‘It’s all going to be over real soon’….?
Those are the words of encouragement 
they give you, just before —

The Lord of the Dance

Rev. - The Lord of the Dance






Angel and Lorne are hitching a ride on the back 
of one of the pasty faced villager's donkey carts. 

They jump off as the cart passes in front 
of the dwelling of Lorne's Family. 

Lorne
Boy. I'd give my left horn 
to not have to do this.

We see a group of Lorne's relatives, apparently engaged 
in some kind of horse play, in front of their dwelling. 

Lorne
Hi-de-ho!

The big figure in the middle of the gathering 
turns around to look towards them. 
Unlike the other demons of Lorne's kind 
we've seen so far, this one sports 
a full beard in addition to the 
usual attributes of his race. 

Lorne
Guess who's back.

Bearded-Demon : 
Krevlorneswath

Can it be True
I've often prayed that 
I might look again 
upon your face.

Lorne: 
Well, you're in luck then.

The bearded demon spits 
in Lorne's face. 

Bearded-Demon
You have shamed Our Clan 
and betrayed your kind.

Lorne dabs at the spit with a handkerchief. 

Lorne
Thanks, Mom.

Angel's head snaps up 
and he mouths 'Mom?' 

Mom
Each morning before I feed I go out into the hills 
where the ground is thorny and parched
beat my breast and curse the loins that 
gave birth to such a cretinous boy-child!

Lorne (spreading his hands) : 
My Mother.

Mom : 
Your Father was right
We ate the wrong son.

Lorne
Well, enough of this sentimental reminiscing. 
Just a couple of quick questions, then I'll skeddadle. 
You remember back around five years ago 
when I first disappeared - Did you 
notice anything - odd?

Mom
We noticed feasting and celebrations
Your Brother Numfar Did the Dance of Joy 
for three moons --

Numfar! Do the 
Dance of Joy.

Numfar (who is, btw played by none other 
but Joss Whedon himself) starts some 
weird dance routine, which includes some kicks and hops 
as well as tapping himself repeatedly on the head. 



Lorne: 
Actually what I meant was more along the lines of 
a strange flashing, kind of a weird pulsating... 
(aside to Angel) You remember when I said 
We Didn't have Music in My World? 
Wish I could say the same 
about The Dancing. 
(Back to his mom) …lights. Really you couldn't 
have missed it. Big, bendy, swirly...

Mom
No longer Do the Dance 
of Joy, Numfar!

Lorne: "Nothing like that at all then." 

Mom: "Now take your cow and get off my lawn!" 

Landok: "That is no cow." 

Landok pushed Lorne rudely out of the way and claps Angel on the shoulder. 

Landok: "My friend! It is good to see you again. I would have perished in your strange world were it not for your bravery." 

Angel shifts on his feet and throws a look over at Lorne. 

Mom: "You know Krevlorneswath's cow?" 

Landok: "He's Angel! The brave and noble drokken k*ller." 

Angel: "Just Angel is really..." 

Landok: "He is as valiant and courageous a warrior as I have ever known." 

Mom: "Then he shall be welcome in our home and we shall will him. (Lorne's mouth drops open) Numfar! Do the dance of honor." 

Numfar launches into another series of leaps and gestures, including the bunny-hop. 

Lorne: "Landok, hi. Say, the drokken k*ller and I have a few itty-bitty portal queries and then we'll..." 

Two relatives come up and pull Angel's coat off. 

Landok: "We shall adorn my gallant friend in raiments befitting a warrior, that our neighbors may know of his valor." 

Angel watching them take his coat into the house: "Uh, guys - no wire hanger because that's leather!" 

Two other are dropping a necklace around his neck and drape an elaborate cape over his shoulders. 

Angel: "Oh. Guys, hey, - all this isn't really... (Another relative holds a mirror up in front of him) Nice! He-hey!" 

Looks over at Lorne while adjusting the cape. 

Landok: "Come! You will be our guest of honor at the village feast. There you will tell the tale of your bravery and courage against the vicious drokken." 

Landok leads a smiling Angel away. 

Angel: "Hey, now, about the hair - do you think that..." 

Lorne shakes his head and looks over at Numfar, still hopping around. 

Lorne: "Why, it's the homecoming I always dreamed of." 

Follows the others, leaving the dancing Numfar behind. 

Henry













Henry
If you shoot someone in the head with a .45 
every time you kill somebody, it becomes 
like your fingerprint, see? 
But if you strangle one, stab another, 
and one you cut up, and one you don't
then The Police don't know what to do. 
They think you're four different people
What they really want, what makes their job 
so much easier, is pattern
What they call a modus operandi. That's Latin. 
Bet you didn't know any Latin, did you kid?

Otis
Big fucking deal.

Henry
What?

Otis
Nothing.

Henry
It's like a trail of shit, Otis. 
It's like the blood droppings from a deer you shot, 
and all they've got to do is follow those droppings
and pretty soon, they're going to find their deer.

Otis
So, what, you can’t use a gun?

Henry
You can use a gun. 
I'm not saying you can't use a gun. 
Just don't use the same gun twice.

Otis: Where you going?
Henry: Nowhere - you wanna come?

Becky: 
Did you really kill your mama?
Henry: 
Huh?
Becky: 
Did you really kill your mama?
Henry: I guess I did.
Becky: How'd it happen?
Henry: I stabbed her.
Becky: Otis said you hit her with a baseball bat.
Henry: Otis said that?
Becky: Yeah.
Henry: Well, he's mistaken.
Becky: Well don't tell him I told you. He made me promise...she must have treated you real bad.
Henry: 
She was a whore. My mama was a whore. 
But I don't fault her for that. 
It ain't what she done, 
but how she done it. 
Long as I can remember, 
she'd bring men up to the house. 
My daddy was there too, but 
it didn't matter none to her. 
She'd make me watch.

Becky: That's creepy.
Henry: She'd beat me too. A lot. She'd beat me when I wouldn't watch it. And sometimes she'd beat me, and make me wear a dress, and watch her doin' it. Then they'd laugh at me.
Becky: She made you wear a dress?
Henry: 
You think I'm lyin?
Becky: 
I feel like I know you, like 
I've known you for a long time. 
I feel like I've known you 
forever and ever.

Henry: 
Yeah. I killed my mama. One night. 
It was my 14th birthday. She was drunk, 
and we had an argument. 
She hit me with a whiskey bottle. 
I shot her. I shot her dead.

Becky: 
I thought you said 
you stabbed her.

Henry: 
Oh yeah, that's right, 
I stabbed her.

Sunday 29 October 2023

You Wage War on Your Self




Vader
You Did Well. You’re A Warrior 
now, as I trained You to Be.

Ahsoka :
(SCOFFS) Is that all?

Vader :
Ahsoka, within you will 
be everything I am.

All The Knowledge I possess.

Just as I inherited knowledge 
from My Master and he from his.
You’re part of A Legacy.

Ahsoka
But MY part of that Legacy 
is one of Death and War.

Vader
But You’re MORE than that, 
because I’m more than that.

Ahsoka
You ARE more, Anakin.
But more Powerful and Dangerous 
than anyone realised.

Vader
Is THAT what this is about?

Ahsoka
If I am everything You are…

Vader
You’ve learned nothing.

Ahsoka
Don’t say that.

Vader
Back to The Beginning

I Gave You A Choice
Liveor DIE.

Ahsoka
No.

Vader
Incorrect.

(DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING)

(LIGHTSABERS CLASHING)

(GRUNTING)

(GRIMACING)

(SCREAMING)

(GROANING)

(VADER BREATHING)

Vader
You Lack Conviction.

(STRAINING AND GRUNTING)

(LIGHTSABERS CRACKLING)

Time to Die.

(INTENSE MUSIC PLAYING)

Ahsoka
I Choose to Live.

Vader : (Walks away)
 There’s Hope for You yet.