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Lose all the actors, the dark shadows, leave only the still lifes, the blissful distant wash of waves. If everybody knew -- you never did. She’ll be coming soon. That is all.

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JOYCE MESSIER - “Indeed. There is a term of endearment they coined for it. In the Dolorian century, when humanity was high on this world, discovering more and more of it -- these archipelagos included...” YOU - “What is it?” JOYCE MESSIER - “Elysium.”

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SHIVERS - GO TO THE CHILDREN OF THE BIG SEA. RHETORIC - The big sea…The Big C? That can only mean one thing - Communism. YOU - Yes, Comrade Zephyr. I shall find them. Girl Child Revolution and Girl Child Communism! SHIVERS - BOY CHILD FREEDOM. BOY CHILD JUSTICE.

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DOLORES DEI - I terminated yours. Don't you remember, you poor fuck? You poverty-stricken fuck.

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JOYCE MESSIER - “Of bodies of water and forest-covered surfaces, clusters of light where the cities lie. You've seen the montage, we all have -- this world is enough,” she concludes. CONCEPTUALIZATION - It must be. This is the greatest and kindest arrangement the atoms had in them.

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JOYCE MESSIER - The Coalition of Nations. Graad, Mesque, Vesper, Messina, Oranje and Sur-La-Clef -- the armed centre of the world. They landed here and ended the Revolution. It was the moralist thing to do.

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MEASUREHEAD - “THE PAST IS MADE OF STATIC IMAGES, DISTORTED MEMORIES, DEMENTED NOSTALGIA. THIS, THE PRESENT -- WITH ALL ITS POSSIBILITIES, INNUMERABLE HITS AND MISSES -- IS FAR SUPERIOR. IT IS A LIVING ORGANISM.”

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KIM KITSURAGI - “Harry... it explains everything. The running around. The jumping. The shot-put. Your inexplicable facial hair...”

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ICE CREAM MAKER - Turning the crank feels oddly satisfying, like stirring your childhood dreams... In the distance you hear water dripping.

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BLOATED CORPSE OF A DRUNK - No. It's gone. Three times gone and never coming back. You failed. You failed me. BLOATED CORPSE OF A DRUNK - You failed Elysium

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SHIVERS - In a little alley next to Boogie street, a man in stained overalls steps out of a workshop for a cigarette. His hands are bruised and soaked with motor oil and dirt. He breathes smoke out of his nostrils and closes his eyes. The next five minutes are his and his alone.

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ESPRIT DE CORPS - Émile Mollins whispers: “You heard what happened to Tequila Sunset? In Martinaise?” ESPRIT DE CORPS - “Yes, he lost his mind,” Tillbrook answers, finger on the trigger. “Don't worry, Émile…”He pulls on it slowly. Slowly now... “He'll find it again.”

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YOU - Where the hood, where the hood, where the hood at? SHIVERS - HAVE A BROTHER IN THE CUT. WHERE THE WOOD AT?

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JEAN VICQUEMARE - You're a worry-fest. She's worried about you. I'm worried about you. Even Special Consultant Backpedal is worried about you. Everyone worries -- instead of working.

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And then you see it. As it strangles and beats your friends to death... the sweetest most courageous people in the world. You see the fear and power in its eyes. Then you know. That the bourgeois are not human.

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PAIN THRESHOLD - Dance till you drop. Dance till you die, if you must.

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VOLITION - Subdue the regret. Dust yourself off, proceed. You'll get it in the next life, where you don't make mistakes. Do what you can with this one, while you're alive.

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VOLITION - You got up from this floor because of a holy vow you made sixteen years ago. With me. To wake up exactly 07:30 every morning until the day you die.

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Time to go to work in the shit factory!

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MEASUREHEAD - PINKNESS IS A RACIAL QUALITY THAT HAS TO BE EARNED THROUGH CENTURIES OF ADVANCED BALLISTIC WARFARE AND CULTURAL DOMINATION THAT THE GRAAD PEOPLE HAVE UNDERGONE FOR DRINKING AL GUL AND SMOKING THE DEGENERATE TABAC HERB... AND FOR EATING POTATO.

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YOU - “The wind told me to talk to children. Let's roll.”

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STEBAN, THE STUDENT COMMUNIST - “In dark times, should the stars also go out?”

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“What, you've never seen a man getting a panic attack before?” (Try to keep breathing.)

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I'm a deeply flawed individual, but I bring joy to the world.

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SUGGESTION - Brother, you should put me in front of a firing squad. I have no words for how I failed you.

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Harry, I wanted to write you a letter, so you can read it when you wake up. Maybe it will make you happy. Every morning when I step out and you're asleep behind me, I find a little piece of sadness in me. I carry it in my chest down Voyager Road...

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NO, YOU DON'T, YOU NEED TO GET ANOTHER DRINK; OCCIDENTAL HAPLOGROUP B4 IS DONE GIVING ORDERS AROUND HERE. THE INFLUENCE OF THE HAM SANDWICH RACE IS WANING.

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KIM KITSURAGI - “Press your damn cheek against Lamby, okay?” The lieutenant sounds authoritative -- and surprisingly gruff.

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SUGGESTION - They're leaving. They're all turning away from you. ELECTROCHEMISTRY - No. You can figure it out. Replace it! Replace the alcohol with amphetamine. Or GBL! Fuck it -- morphine! Graffito removal agent! Anything. It'll buy you time. All you need is time.

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Let's rock with our cock.

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TOMMY LE HOMME - “What about you, cop-man? You missing someone?” HALF LIGHT - No. It's scarier than that. You're pursued by a hunter. Smelling of apricots and sorrow. And the past.

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LITTLE LILY - I don't say bad words. Lamby doesn't either. HALF LIGHT - FUCK OFF.

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YOU - That's sad. LIMBIC SYSTEM - Yes, it is. And you drowned in that sadness a long time ago. YOU - What do you mean, “drowned”? LIMBIC SYSTEM - You lost.

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0.000% of Communism has been built. Evil child-murdering billionaires still rule the world with a shit-eating grin. All he has managed to do is make himself sad. He is starting to suspect Kras Mazov fucked him over personally with his socio-economic theory.

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YOU - “So I should just... just... get a hat and FUCK it, right?!” (Point at your head, where the hat should be.) “Engage in sexual intercourse with a hat right here in front of you, because you told me so? On the SEA ICE?!”

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No. This is somewhere to be. This is all you have, but it's still something. Streets and sodium lights. The sky, the world. You're still alive.

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Every so often, you might hear a gunshot pierce the air somewhere in Jamrock. But in Martinaise? No gunshots, no sirens. The people are languishing in boredom and complacency. This place is a sepulcher. We'll paint it red. We bring the raucous -- you bring the sirens.

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Turn from the ruin. Turn and go forward.

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ENDURANCE - It's time to wipe that decadent homo-sexual grin off your face.

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Where it goes silent. And dark. Kilometre by kilometre. In any direction. The Motorway South is a road you cannot come back from.

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Brother, you already were a ghost. Up there, screaming — along with all of them. Scaring each other. Haunting each other. It's the living who are ghosts. The dead are silent. They don't rattle windows or write letters in blood. The living do. Leave them behind. Rest.

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KORTENAER - “They fucking put Lely in a leaf compactor and now these cunts finished the job...” He waves at the gang huddled by the doors. PAIN THRESHOLD - There's real anguish in his voice. A drunken sadness suddenly engulfs him. Memories...

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No, I need to go back to a time when love was still possible.

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ENCYCLOPEDIA - Your mangled brain would like you to know there is a boxer called Contact Mike. YOU - Yeah? Any news on my wife's name? How about my mother? ENCYCLOPEDIA - Nope.

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VOLITION - Do it for the city. Go. SHIVERS - Do it for the wind. LOGIC - Do it for the picture puzzle. Put it all together. Solve the world. One conversation at a time.

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You're pursued by a hunter. Smelling of apricots and sorrow. And the past.

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BLOATED CORPSE OF A DRUNK - You really dropped the ball, Harry. Four point six billion people -- and you failed every single one of them. You really fucked up.

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I can still fix it.

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A tremendous loneliness comes over you. Everybody in the world is doing something without you.

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29-year-old wunder-twins Guy and Keith Joost are the stars of the show, with their bomber jackets and white sneakers -- head curators of this art exhibition. It's the wompty-dom-di-dommiest event of the year and all the cool kids have RSVP’d. Where are you, if you are not there?

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