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[Once and Future]

Dude, you rule! I miss your love and peace stuff.

Thanks! All things must come to an end though.

 

[Elisha Cuthbert]

ba-bump.

 

[Abaddon]

I guess I'm not good enough for this story.

 

[Elisha Cuthbert]

I guess I'm not good enough for this story.

No, you're not, but Fire had a starring role in one ep, and who knows when Erz could show up.

 

[Abaddon]

I'll remember that....

 

[Master Chief]

Dood, why is it in so many parts? Yeah I'll get this done, but on the 9th, because it's going to be done after midnight.

 

[Elisha Cuthbert]

Dood, why is it in so many parts? Yeah I'll get this done, but on the 9th, because it's going to be done after midnight.

I explained in one of my e-mails. Basically, Final Draft wouldn't let me go past 15 pages because I had the demo version.

 

[Master Chief]

Dammit I gave you the fecking code to activate it.

 

[Elisha Cuthbert]

Dammit I gave you the fecking code to activate it.

That was a long ass time ago. My computer got rebooted since then.

 

[TEDDY]

Hey, settle down guys. As long as TEDDY is in the story, everything is all good. up:

 

[NewYorkSpider]

I want to be in the series.

 

[Master Chief]

I'm sorry this isn't done yet. I didn't even get started, lol.

But dammit working in parts is f**ked up.

 

[SapphirePrima]

It's been four freaking months

 

[Abaddon]

MC, add me to the story.:heart::meow:

 

[Master Chief]

Sorry Sapphire.

And Aba!! !!!!

I'll give you a little cameo. But it won't be central to the story. I'm no good at writing new things in. Basically sometimes I have core ideas, and JJ makes them real.

 

[SapphirePrima]

I'll wait... Where's ur sig from?

 

[Master Chief]

The top:

"The Heretic" by The Sound of Animals Fighting

Awesome band that makes trippy music.

The bottom:

"Love Song" by The Cure

It makes me feel all wanting to love somebody like that.

 

[SapphirePrima]

opps

 

[Socrates]

Just wanted to openly apologize to Elisha Cuthbert for not being able to finish episode 17, like I promised. Oh well. I think the show is better off in both his and Master Chief's hands.

 

[Elisha Cuthbert]

Just wanted to openly apologize to Elisha Cuthbert for not being able to finish episode 17, like I promised. Oh well. I think the show is better off in both his and Master Chief's hands.

No, im not letting you give up. We're gonna do what i talked about before, where i write a rough copy and you redo it and fix it. Im not going to let you just quit.

 

[raybia]

Now its your turn to sign up to be in your very own television show. Included in your sign-up sheet for the new hype show should be:

Name:
Past History:
Super Powers (if any):
Survival techniques:

Maxi

Past History: Test tube baby, sperm bank used by mother.

Super Powers: Remote viewing

Surival techniques: Induce temporary paralysis in people within a 10-12 ft. radius.

 

[Socrates]

No, im not letting you give up. We're gonna do what i talked about before, where i write a rough copy and you redo it and fix it. Im not going to let you just quit.

Well, see, here's the deal: I am without my own computer to use at the moment (right now, I'm using some free internet thing in a business center that charges a few bucks for each minute), and it'd be difficult but I can still help if you want. It's just kind of a hassle to sit here typing up anything while taking double glances at a count-down of how much money is left for internet usage.

 

[Elisha Cuthbert]

This episode is dedicated to all those involved with the revolution of East Timor. It depicts things that didn't happen in a fictitious light, but we want you to know that however it might be portrayed here, that may or may not be our actual feelings. The most important thing is that we never forget what happened there.

EPISODE 16: FEAR ME​

FADE TO BLACK
FADE IN​

EXT. MOUNTAIN SIDE - DAY - EAST TIMOR - 1977.
A man sits on his knees, his hands stretched out and touching his head. Behind him Indonesian military officials pace back and forth, carrying semi-automatics. Next to him a woman weeps loudly, another man prays to his god, and yet another person keeps his eyes to the floor and mutters something under his breath. None of this seems to disturb the man, and he does not move. This man's name is JOSE MULANDO, and he is our hero.​

INDONESIAN MILITARY OFFICIAL
You are all probably wondering why you're here. Well the answer is obvious. All of you are traitors to your country. You take all the rights you have and throw them in our faces, and then you wonder why we take them away. It's disgusting, really.​

An angry man gets up and screams at the top of his lungs. As soon as he does this two Indonesian military guards grab him by the arms. He struggles, but it is no use.​

ANGRY MAN
We fight for our freedom!​

The words are taken from his mouth by the butt of a gun. The guards beat on him, the whacks the only sound in the cold night air. The Indonesian military official laughs loudly.​

INDONESIAN MILITARY OFFICIAL
Your pathetic little shell of a country isn't even worth fighting for. You should be thanking us. Your so-called "freedom" would be wasted here.​

The Official paces back and forth past Jose, who only looks straight ahead. He stops at the woman who is now crying softly. He takes her by the shoulder and stands her up. Then he stands back, pulls out a gun and points it at her head. She stops crying.​

INDONESIAN MILITARY OFFICIAL
I want you to help me explain something to everyone here. Can you do that for me?​

EAST TIMORESE WOMAN
Yes.​

INDONESIAN MILITARY OFFICIAL
What is your name?​

EAST TIMORESE WOMAN
Anna.​

INDONESIAN MILITARY OFFICIAL
Your full name.​

EAST TIMORESE WOMAN
Anna Rarros.​

INDONEASIAN MILITARY OFFICIAL
Tell me, Anna Rarros, what freedom do you now possess?​

The gunshot shatters the silence of the night. She falls to the floor with a thud, leaving a pool of blood behind her. The man struggles again, and is whacked around some more. Jose looks forward, and slowly closes his eyes.​

FADE TO BLACK
FADE IN
INT. EXALTED'S THRONE ROOM - CONTINUOUS
Exalted gets down on his hands and knees and prays.​

THE EXALTED
Dear lord, I know it's been a long time since I last prayed to you. I've been kind of a dick recently, but now I really want to know that what I'm going to do now is the right thing. I need you behind me on this one. Just tell me what I should do.​

The Exalted looks at the ceiling for a long time.​

THE EXALTED
****ING OVERRATED *******.​

Danger Mouse walks into the room, carrying the handgun in his left hand.​

THE EXALTED
ARE YOU READY?​

DANGER MOUSE
Yeah…yeah I guess so.​

THE EXALTED
WELL DON'T SCREW IT UP. HOW DOES JAYNA FEEL ABOUT ALL OF THIS?​

DANGER MOUSE
I haven't told her yet.​

THE EXALTED
TYPICAL.​

The Exalted walks out of the room and Danger Mouse follows from behind.​

CUT TO: ANTI-HIPPIE DEFENSE ROOM - CONTINUOUS
A picture of a smiling man in a sombrero hangs on the wall. The man's smile is creepy, a bit too creepy for anyone to handle. Below it, HIPPIE HUNTER in full gear is working on some kind of machine, using some nails and a hammer. He stops and turns around, looking up at the beautiful woman in front of him.​

HIPPIE HUNTER
What the hell do you want?​

CHAIN REACTION
You didn't have to tell him.​

HIPPIE HUNTER
You're not serious, are you?​

Chain Reaction looks down at her hands, not wanting to make eye contact with Hippie Hunter.​

CHAIN REACTION
You had no right-​

HIPPIE HUNTER
I HAD EVERY RIGHT! You lied to me, just like you were lying to them.​

CHAIN REACTION
Like you never lie. Your whole life has been a goddamned charade, as if you know something that other people don't. You shroud yourself in mystery, and when people start to get to the truth, you lie in their faces.​

HIPPIE HUNTER
Don't pretend that you and I have anything in common, pedophile!​

CHAIN REACTION
Like my sexual preference really has anything to do with who I am. Let me tell you something Jesse, I might be a pedophile, but I have never met anyone as sick as you are.​

HIPPIE HUNTER
Is there any particular reason you're here, or did you just come to lecture me?​

Chain Reaction shakes her head in disgust.​

CHAIN REACTION
No. I was just leaving.​

She walks out the door, Hippie Hunter chases after her.​

HIPPIE HUNTER
And don't sneak into my room! Nobody sneaks into Hippie Hunter's room uninvited!​

Hippie Hunter leaves his anti-defense chamber. Out of the shadows emerges Spork, who looks a lot like Justin Timberlake. He is holding tightly onto his newly reacquired Hello Kitty sword. He takes the sword and holds it up to his face, petting it as if it were a cat.​

SPORK
I’m bringing Sexy back, *****es.​

He then licks the sword, and then swings it in the air and catches it. The sword is stuffed into the back of his shirt. He leaves the room, slicking back his hair.​

INT. PIPEWAY - NIGHT
The pipe-way is dark brown brick. Little droplets of water and other assorted things cling to the brick. Lying on the hard moist floor wrapped in a blanket is Pira, who stares up at the ceiling. Spork walks down the pipe-way and kneels down above her, kissing her on the cheek.​

SPORK
Hello, my darling.​

PIRA
Hey Spork. I see you got your sword back.​

SPORK
You’re damn right I got my sword back!​

Spork takes the sword out of the back of his shirt and tosses it upon the ground. Then he lays down next to Pira.​

PIRA
You know, I’ve been thinking.​

SPORK
What about, my sugar muffin?​

PIRA
I know you and your mentor haven’t exactly been at best terms with each other...​

SPORK
Best terms? He tried to kill me, and you. Personally, I don’t ever want to be in the same room with the guy again, let alone talk to him.​

Spork shakes his head violently. Pira sits up and runs her hand around Spork’s chin.​

PIRA
I know. I just don’t want you to lose sight of things. I’m sorry I mentioned it.​

SPORK
Don’t be. You’re right. I’ll talk to him first thing in the morning.​

Pira smiles and runs her hand over Spork’s head.​

PIRA
How did I get so lucky that I met someone like you?​

SPORK
You know, I was thinking the same thing. How DID you get so lucky that you met m-​

A hand clasps over Spork’s mouth. Spork jerks backwards as Pira screams loudly. Spork nudges the person behind him, punching them in the face. He turn and sees it is Danger Mouse. The rodent doesn’t hesitate, he punches the Last Meatbag in the stomach causing him to lurch forward. Danger Mouse laughs.​

DANGER MOUSE
Well, you know what they say about pay-backs and *****es.​

SPORK
I don’t want to hear about your mom’s finance problems.​

Spork throws a punch at Danger Mouse but he scurries to the other side and throws the sexy one to the floor. Spork falls backwards. Pira pulls at Danger Mouse’s hair, but is knocked out of the way by a dark hooded figure.​

SPORK
PIRA!​

Pira is dragged away into the darkness. The hooded figure stands above Spork and stares at him. Slowly everything goes dark.​

FADE OUT.
FADE IN:
EXT. PICKUP TRUCK - DAY
Jose Mulando sits in the back of the truck, his hands clasped to his back by handcuffs. Five other people are stuck in the back with him. One is a crying teenager. The other, an angry older male. The third is a man wearing religious clothing. The fourth is a woman staring at the floor, trying to keep from throwing up. Finally, to Jose’s left is the man who had been beaten by the guards the night before. They all sit huddled together in the back of the truck and none of them say a word to the other. Indonesian militants walk to the front of the truck, get in and start the vehicle. They drive over desert for many miles before anyone speaks.​

UPSET OLDER MALE
Child, would you please stop crying.​

TEENAGER
Hey, I just went through a traumatic experience. My mother died in front of my face!​

UPSET OLDER MALE
Oh boo ****ing hoo. Let me tell you something kid, you’re not old enough to know what pain is. My entire family was gunned down by those officials. Do you see me crying it away like some *****?​

RELIGIOUS MAN
Do you have no tact at all? This child has gone through mental trauma and you are sitting there hurling obscenities at him.​

UPSET OLDER MALE
You know, I’d really like to know something Mr. Catholicism. If you’re such a devout fan of God, why don’t you explain to me where he is now?​

The woman hurls onto the flour. Everyone except for Jose and the man who had been beaten start to moan and complain. The man from the night before looks at Jose closely, and Jose blankly looks back. The man scoots over to Jose and talks into his ear so as not to be heard by the other people.​

BEATEN MAN
Sir, if you’ll be so kind. My name is Alberto, and I noticed you yesterday. You didn’t flinch at all. You didn’t even blink that whole time, even when that woman was shot. Why?​

JOSE MULANDO
Because I know that I will be safe because I have been chosen. And when this is all over, I am going to America.​

Alberto begins to laugh loudly. The others stop what they’re doing and turn and look at him. He ignores them and turns back to Jose.​

ALBERTO
America is who is doing this to us. They gave the Indonesian military their weapons. You think that they couldn’t just come over here and stop this if they wanted to? We’re a small country and they’re the world’s largest superpower.​

Jose nods.​

JOSE MULANDO
I know.​

Jose turns and looks Alberto dead in the eye. Alberto laughs again and shakes his head.​

ALBERTO
What is your name, crazy man?​

JOSE MULANDO
It’s Jose. But you can call me the Exalted.​

ALBERTO
Well tell me, Exalted, would you like to join the rebel force?​

The truck stops. Everyone stops what they are doing. Two Indonesian military men walk around to the back, and open it up.​

INDONESIAN POLICE MAN
All right, everyone out of the truck. This is your stop.​

FADE TO BLACK.
FADE IN:
INT. BLUE ROOM - DAY
Matt Murdock stands slouched next to the wall, drowning a bottle of beer. He slurps it down, and wipes off his chin. He hears footsteps and turns around, concealing the beer under his jacket. Out of the other corner comes Webmistress, who stops at the corner. She wipes her hair back and stares at Matt with her golden eyes.​

MATT MURDOCK
Hey.​

Webmistress nods at Matt’s jacket.​

WEBMISTRESS
Nice beer you got there. Can I have some?​

Matt takes it out. There’s barely anything at the bottom.​

MATT MURDOCK
It doesn’t look like there’s much left. But I got some more in the other room if you want.​

WEBMISTRESS
No thanks. I didn’t come here for the beer anyway.​

MATT MURDOCK
Then why did you come?​

WEBMISTRESS
I came here to talk to you. Matt, you’re a wreck. I was too hard on you before, I know that now. I reacted in the moment. But whatever this is between us, we need to deal with it now.​

Matt sighs and looks up at the ceiling.​

MATT MURDOCK
Chain Reaction is a pedophile.​

WEBMISTRESS
WHAT?​

MATT MURDOCK
Your friend. She’s a pedo. She likes kids in freaky ways. The only reason she befriended you in the first place was so she could get closer to Ball Buster, and in turn, Robin.​

Webmistress shakes her head.​

WEBMISTRESS
You’re a real ****ing *******, you know that, Matt?​

MATT MURDOCK
I’m telling the truth. Just ask Ball Buster. She confronted him and told him she wasn’t going to help him with his medication anymore.​

Webmistress looks at Matt, and Matt looks back. He chugs down the rest of his beer.​

WEBMISTRESS
Jesus...you are telling the truth, aren’t you?​

MATT MURDOCK
Why would I lie about something like that? Look I know you two were close or whatever, maybe you could just talk to her.​

Webmistress is barely listening to Matt anymore.​

WEBMISTRESS
We weren’t that close. I barely even knew her.​

MATT MURDOCK
Look I know this is all ****ed up and it’s gone straight to hell...but I want to try again Webby. I want to start over. I still love you.​

WEBMISTRESS
I know.​

She starts to laugh, and then shakes her head slowly.​

WEBMISTRESS
God, we are pathetic, aren’t we?​

MATT MURDOCK
Just a little bit.​

Matt smiles. She smiles back. He slouches down against the wall and turns the other way.​

MATT MURDOCK
Look I’m gonna go get some more beer from the other room. You sure you don’t want some?​

WEBMISTRESS
Yeah Matt. Yeah, I’m sure.​

MATT MURDOCK
Your loss.​

Webmistress watches as Matt leaves the room, swaying from side to side.​

INT. TRAINING ROOM
Matt smiles to himself as he enters the training room. On the floor bottles of beer lie scattered around. Matt hiccups and then grabs two of them in his hands. He hears footsteps behind him and drops the both of them to the ground. The glasses shatter on the floor leaving a puddle of beer. Matt spins around and sees Spork there looking tired and beaten.​

MATT MURDOCK
Jesus, Spork, what the ****?​

SPORK
I need your help.​

MATT MURDOCK
You’re kidding, right?​

Spork falls down on his hands and knees.​

SPORK
He took her. That bastard took her.​

MATT MURDOCK
Who took who? What are you on amphetamines or something?​

SPORK
Exalted. He took her. He took Pira away from me!​

 

[Elisha Cuthbert]

INT. EXALTED’S THRONE ROOM - DAY
Danger Mouse paces back and forth above the passed out body of Pira, the handgun still in his hands. On the ground next to him is Jayna, who sits and stares at Pira.​

DANGER MOUSE
Should have never done this. Should have never even listened to him.​

JAYNA
She looks so peaceful. What did you say her name was?​

DANGER MOUSE
Pira...oh **** me, **** me! What am I doing?​

JAYNA
You should have told me first.​

DANGER MOUSE
I know I should have ****ing told you first! ****! That’s it! I’m going to hell. I am definitely going to hell for this.​

JAYNA
You’re overreacting.​

DANGER MOUSE
Overreacting? What are we gonna do with this person? Kill her?​

Jayna shakes her head and remains calm.​

JAYNA
Exalted said that we were going to keep her here until Spork arrives. When he does, we are going to lie to him and tell him that if he does not join us, she dies.​

DANGER MOUSE
I know. You think I don’t know that? But what are we gonna do if he still won’t join with us? This is the same **** he pulled on me.​

The Exalted appears in a flash of smoke and haze. He walks down the stairs of his throne and down to where Jayna and DM are talking.​

THE EXALTED
ARE YOU HAVING SECOND THOUGHTS, DANGER MOUSE?​

DANGER MOUSE
And third and fourth ones too.​

THE EXALTED
I TOLD YOU WHEN WE STARTED THIS THAT THERE WAS NO GOING BACK. YOU DECIDED YOU WANTED TO DO THIS. YOU HAVE TO LIVE WITH THAT DECISION NOW.​

DANGER MOUSE
Well what the hell are we gonna do with the girl until Spork gets here?​

THE EXALTED
I DON’T KNOW. MAYBE JAYNA CAN STAY BY UNTIL SHE WAKES UP. THEN THEY CAN PLAY PATTY CAKE, PATTY CAKE, BAKER’S MAN.​

Jayna rolls her eyes and shakes her head. The Exalted goes for the door but Danger Mouse chases after him.​

DANGER MOUSE
So that’s it? We just stay here and wait for him to come until you go and do god knows what?​

The Exalted slowly turns his head to talk to Danger Mouse.

THE EXALTED
DANGER MOUSE, I FORGOT TO ASK YOU SOMETHING BEFORE.​

Danger Mouse turns to look at the Exalted, confused.​

DANGER MOUSE
What?​

THE EXALTED
WHEN I TOLD YOU TO GO GET SPORK AND PIRA THE FIRST TIME, WHAT REALLY HAPPENED?​

Danger Mouse shrugs.​

DANGER MOUSE
I allready told you. Spork got the drop on me, they hit me over the head with a pipe and I fell out unconscious.​

THE EXALTED
THAT’S ALL?​

Danger Mouse nods.​

DANGER MOUSE
Yeah, that’s all.​

THE EXALTED
VERY WELL. I’LL SEE YOU LATER, DANGER MOUSE. REMEMBER, YOU ARE ARMED.​

The Exalted walks out of the throne room. Danger Mouse looks down at the handgun in his hands. While Jayna remains over Pira, he takes the gun and points it at her. Then he shakes his head and puts the gun back into his robe as if nothing happened.​

INT. INTERROGATION ROOM - NIGHT
An interrogation officer of the Indonesian Military sits across from Jose in a darkly lit, poorly maintained room. Water leaks down out of the ceiling. Jose sits at the desk in the middle of the room, his hands handcuffed to the back of the chair. The Interrogation Officer clears his throat.​

INTERROGATION OFFICER
Your full name, sir.​

JOSE MULANDO
Jose Alfredo Mulando.​

INTERROGATION OFFICER
Where are you from, Jose?​

JOSE MULANDO
Manatuto.​

INTERROGATION OFFICER
Jose, the man you were talking to on the truck before we dropped you off here was a guerilla. Have you ever been involved in any guerilla terrorist activities?​

JOSE MULANDO
No.​

The Interrogation officer looks at the papers on his desk.​

INTERROGATION OFFICER
Your file says you were.​

JOSE MULANDO
I was ratted out to your men by someone who didn’t like my intentions to leave to the United States. They lied and I was sent here.​

The interrogation man laughs loudly.​

INTERROGATION OFFICER
The United States? That’s the biggest bunch of bull**** I think I’ve ever heard. And I tread through bull**** for a living. Besides, even if it were true, it would be an act that we would not tolerate in and of itself.​

JOSE MULANDO
Oh believe me, sir, I wouldn’t tell them anything about what’s going on here.​

INTERROGATION OFFICER
You mean to tell me that you would go all the way over to the United States and not tell any of the media about the operation we’re running here?​

JOSE MULANDO
I wouldn’t tell a soul.​

INTERROGATION OFFICER
My ass you wouldn’t. You saw a mother getting shot down in front of your eyes. Nobody’s that heartless. You expect me to what, just let you waltz into the United States like some kind of goddamned fairy?​

JOSE MULANDO
I expect no such thing. I know you have your orders. I simply want you to know that my intentions are pure.​

The Interrogation man slams his hand on the table.​

INTERROGATION OFFICER
Your intentions are pure? I’m sorry, but I might have to write some of this down. I could become a famous comedian one day.​

There is a sound like static coming from the interrogator’s belt. It is his walkie-talkie. He stands up, walks away from Jose and the desk, goes to the corner and answers it.​

INTERROGATION OFFICER
Hello? What is it, I’m in the middle of something right now.
The Interrogator is answered by more static. Jose looks down at the paper on the desk, and the pencil right next to it.​

WALKIE-TALKIE
We have...a problem officer.​

INTERROGATION OFFICER
What is it? I’m a very busy person.​

Jose struggles in his chair, pulling at his handcuffs behind his back. He winces, reaching with his hands for the pencil. He goes too far and his hand shoots backwards behind his back, causing Jose to wince in pain. The pencil falls to the floor. The static answers the Interrogation Officer.​

WALKIE-TALKIE
We’ve been...some kind of attack.​

INTERROGATION OFFICER
What attack? Answer me!​

Jose steps on the pencil and holds it in place with his shoe. He reaches down to pick it up, but it’s too far down. Pain shoots up his arm and then across his whole body. The Interrogation Officer shakes the walkie-talkie around, trying desperately to get a signal. Jose takes his foot off the pencil and puts both feet against the table, tilting the chair backwards. He reaches down and grabs the pencil in his hands. He lets his feet off and his chair slams down onto the hard cement floor. The Interrogator turns around to see what Jose is doing but is distracted when he gets another signal from his walkie-talkie.​

WALKIE-TALKIE
It’s the guerillas...they...​

Gunshots. The screams of men. More gunfire. The sound of something hard and wet hitting the floor.​

The Interrogator stares in horror at his walkie talkie, and drops it to the floor. The gunfire has stopped.​

Jose is messing with the pencil behind his back. He puts the pencil through the middle of his handcuffs, freeing himself.​

The Interrogation Officer looks back at Jose. Jose, free of his binds, grabs the paper on the table and slices through the Interrogator’s throat with the tip of it. Blood drips down the Interrogation Officer’s neck as he grabs onto his throat, trying to breathe. Jose takes his pencil and stabs the other side of the Interrogator’s neck with it.​

JOSE MULANDO
I’m going to America.​

The Interrogator falls to the floor convulsing, struggling between life and death. Jose reaches down and grabs a gun out of the man’s belt. He takes it and stuffs it into the side of his pants. Then he reaches down and picks up the Walkie-Talkie, and opens the door.​

EXT. MILITARY BUILDING - DAY
Jose emerges from the door, holding tightly onto his walkie-talkie. He walks out onto a huge outdoor metal stair-way that circles around the entire building. He reaches and pulls out his gun again, keeping it close at his side. Static drowns through his walkie-talkie, above him on the rooftops of the building he spies a man in military garb sneaking around and carrying an M-16. Jose ignores this and runs down the staircase, hiding himself under his hat.​

As he gets to the bottom of the stairs and walks down the wide open area, he stops. There is the sound of a gun being pressed to the back of his head.​

GUERILLA
Stop right there you Indonesian son of a *****.​

JOSE MULANDO
There must be some mistake. I am a prisoner here, I am from East Timor just like you. My name is Jose Mulando.​

GUERILLA
How come you have a weapon, huh?​

JOSE MULANDO
I stole it off one of the guards. If you don’t believe me, you can go upstairs and look.​

The Guerilla is about to speak when Alberto emerges from one of the doors, carrying a weapon and being followed by other guerillas.​

ALBERTO
It is okay, Tomas. He is with me.​

The guerilla puts the weapon down. Jose looks over at Alberto.​

ALBERTO
Nice that we should meet again, Jose.​

Jose nods, and they take off.​

FADE OUT.​

 

[hippie_hunter]

It's about damn time another chapter came

Anyways, awesome chapter