they fucked my wife! The animals fucked my wife! And then everybody fucking left because the fucking ship was gonna be destroyed! She was able to escape because I designed a robot that would be able to pleasure her in such an intense way that I would be able to finally fuck her. Guys! No, wait! Guys! Guys, please wait! Guys!Įggman: She fucking- he fuckin'- she. ( Dean, Sam, and Jack walk away and get into the Impala, driving off)Ĭhuck: Guys. Sam: Then I think it's the ending where you're just like us and like all the other humans you forgot about.ĭean: It's the ending where you grow old, you get sick you just die. ( begins to walk away)ĭean Winchester: See, that's not who I am. It's kind of glorious.ĭean Winchester: Sorry, Chuck. But this, after everything that I've done to you. Is this where you kill me? I mean, I can never think of an ending where I lose. For the first time, I have no idea what happens next. Save me.īobby Pendragon: Because this is the way it was meant to be.Ĭhuck: This. You know that Halla is imperfect, and I am the embodiment of Halla. You of all people should understand that. Saint Dane: ( crying) It wasn't supposed to happen this way. Together, you and I, we can restore that balance and heal the wounds.īobby Pendragon: You mean the wounds that you inflicted? There is no right and wrong, there is only balance. Together, you and I embody exactly what Solara is about. We both want what is best for Halla we just come at it from different perspectives. ( Met with silence, turns to Bobby) Pendragon. It can! I was only trying to help the people of Halla. Saint Dane: We can bring that back! That spirit! It can be as it once was. Saint Dane hobbles over to Press) We have been friends. ( Assembled Travelers look on in silence. Saint Dane: There is still hope! Still time. But for that cursed man-mage, my torment would have ended before it had begun! Did you not then follow me north, foiling my every attempt to capture the earth diggers flying machine? Did you not twist-taint my servant-slave and turn him against me when you flew to the Wastes? Did you not rip-take the machine from me when my magic had it in its grip? Impossible! Impossible that you do not know me! Impossible that all is by chance! My whole life! My whole life! Thanquol: Madness! Madness! Can it be possible that you do not remember me? Can it be possible that you have masterminded my failure-fall by accident? Did you not destroy my works in the Nuln warren, oh those many years gone by? Kill-killing my plague priests, burn-smashing my gutter runners and my engineers, killing even my first gift of Moulder? Close-close I came to killing you then, in the brood queens burrow. You will beg-beg for mercy, my nemeses but to no avail. First, you will pay for all the long years I have suffered by your cruel schemes. Horribly, you will die, yes-yes, but slowly, slowly. At last you will pay for all the indignities you have heaped upon me.
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