A Taste of Phobia Page #3

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We can't all just drop

a few thousand like that.

I'm not getting work with this face.

DO you not understand? My work

is my face, and I'm rotting.

How many models do you know

that look like me nowadays?

Ill be thirty in a year, and then

I can wave my chances goodbye.

Then Ill be too old to even make the swap.

[beep]

[background chatter]

I only put one sugar in there.

Put another one in there if you want

No, one's enough thanks.

I don't think I've ever seen

you drink so many calories.

So whod have thought wed be here?

After all these years?

Not me.

Id have thought youd have

been in New York by now. Or Milan.

You were crushing it mate...

So, I hear youre looking for a swap.

Where did you hear that?

Am I wrong?

Well no... but I barely have any cash.

Doesn't matter. I've got some blanks.

They're an older model,

but they're pretty hot.

Yeah. How much?

Oh f*** off. You wouldn't

give me one for a hundred.

I've got stock that I've got to get rid of.

[sci-fi sounds]

That one.

[sci-fi sounds]

[birds chirping]

[water running]

Yeah, I look forward to working

with you guys. Cheers, bye.

[beep]

[ominous music cue]

[vomiting]

[dialing]

Kyle's phone.

What have you done to me?

Oh. Id have thought youd at least enjoy

a full day of being the new you.

I want my body back.

I kind of told you a little lie.

You see those bodies,

theyre for display only.

And Im guessing youre on day

three-hundred and sixty five.

They only last a year.

Give me my body back.

Unfortunately its not that simple...

Its my time now... Buddy

[thud]

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All right.

You have to vote.

You've got to vote.

You've got to vote.

No, you make more of a-

...and then it changes.

There will be changes!

Vote. You have to vote.

Vote. Vote for me. Vote.

Vote.

Vote.

Vote.

I promise you will never go hungry.

You will be... protected!

Give me power!

[marker screeching]

Vote.

Vote.

Vote for me.

Forecast that the economy is in jeopardy.

[gibberish]

Costs to social care are scheduled for

[gibberish]

The Prime Minster is calling

for a general election

[gibberish]

Polls are shwoing a swing towards

[gibberish]

...launched their manifesto today.

Give me power!

Vote!

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Vote!

Vote!

Vote!

Vote! And vote.

And then everything works out.

And voting means that...

You've got to vote.

Start paying attention.

When you pay attention, the world changes

It becomes a better place.

You have to vote.

So it keeps on happening.

So you keep on voting.

And it changes, so you

have to keep on voting.

Everything will be fine.

Everyone will be happy.

And we'll keep on voting.

And we'll be okay.

And we'll keep voting.

And everyone will be okay.

You've got to vote.

You've got to vote.

You've got to keep going.

You've got to keep going.

Vote. Keep voting.

[distorted voice]

Vote. When you vote everything's fine.

Everyone will be happy.

The world will be a better place.

[ranting]

It'll be fine!

It'll be fine!

[overlapping voices]

Gotta vote! Gotta vote!

Gotta vote! Gotta vote!

Vote for change! Vote for change!

[alarm beeping]

[typing]

[phone vibrating]

Hello?

Hey I thought I'd check in.

Are you done yet?

Um, yeah, I, well I've been working on the

prototype for like the last, three days, and

I didn't solve all the materials problems

yet, but it's very, it's close.

I'm gonna get it.

C'mon man, if you want to get ahead

in this job, you gotta put some effort in.

I know. I'm doing my best.

I'm doing my best.

We've got to have it by tomorrow morning.

I mean, we've got to.

If you need to take a little sleep,

do it, but we've got to have it by tomorrow.

Oh, okay, yeah, thanks.

I'm gonna get some sleep, but I just want

to...I need to eat first.

I haven't eaten in like a week, so...

[buzzing]

oh, the food is here.

I gotta go.

Is it poisoned or something?

Of course not. You're responsible

for your own choices.

What is that supposed to mean?

Nothing. Here's your food.

Thanks.

It's done. Yeah, he won't be sleeping.

I'm sure that drill will be done by morning.

What am I doing?

"He who sleeps shall never again wake. "

"He who sleeps shall never again wake. "

"No more pain. Wake no more. Nobody owns."

[guitar music]

Got a few demons that

keep me up at night.

Got a few reasons why I couldn't fight.

Got a few ghosts

I'm promising not to love.

And I got some hope

I'm trying to get rid of.

But the gun was warm

against her sweaty hand.

The rain fell, I thought

I could understand.

She keeps her cross right

next to her white, red, and blue.

He keeps his lies cozy

right next to the truth.

He doesn't know what he wants,

but it hasn't stopped him yet.

I got a peacemaker, and I am a patriot.

[typing]

But the gun was cold

against her practiced hand.

[drill whirring]

[crunching]

[phone vibrating]

[phone vibrating]

Hello!

Did you finish that project or

did your little nap get in the way?

Oh, I finished it, but no nap.

I pulled an all-nighter!

[drumming]

[echoing voices]

[music intensifies]

[faint echoing voice]

[echoing voice]

[water running]

[power flickering]

[ethereal music]

Hello. It's Dr. Brown.

Remember what we discussed?

Relax.

If it gets too much, just breathe.

[CD skipping]

[power flickering]

[eerie sound]

[rapid breathing]

[screaming]

[screaming]

[somber music]

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