Chloe and Theo

I want to tell you about a man

I once knew.

He lived in a land so beautiful

and white and silent,

that if you scraped

a harpoon on the ice,

you could hear it for miles and miles.

We give thanks...

for what the Earth provides.

My people, the Inuit

have lived here for thousands of years.

But the land my forefathers knew

is disappearing.

We can see the changes happening

before our very eyes.

We have something to discuss...

When you were a boy

you were taken from us.

Even though you were schooled

by the southerners...

we still loved you.

But now, knowing their ways

will help you...

for what lies ahead.

They told him of a dream

passed down by the Elders.

It would change his life and mine.

...and then the Sun grew angry.

It came down from the heavens

and it kissed the earth...

and with that fatal kiss,

all things were ended.

Now the ice is retreating.

The dream is coming to pass.

It is much to ask...

but there is no one else

who speaks their tongue.

You must go South.

This is all that we could raise.

These are tickets for air travel also.

Do this thing, for our sake

if not theirs.

Tell their Elders of the dream

so they understand that they must stop.

If they do not

we are finished.

He lived his whole life

under a big open sky,

hunting and fishing in the wilderness.

But he found himself

in an unknown world.

So he left his homeland

at the top of the Earth

and he came to the South...

where the rest of us live.

Where is the silence?

All these people.

All this noise.

It's getting closer and closer,

and I am getting smaller and smaller.

I must see the sky above me...

in order to feel the ground beneath me.

But here, with all this...

it is difficult to feel anything.

My parents call me Catherine,

but on the streets, I go by Chloe.

And for me, that morning

was just like any other.

Except...

for one thing.

A freakin' Eskimo?

Thank you.

Yo... my man.

- Hello!

- You lost?

Lost, can't find your way home?

Do you speak English?

Speak English? Good.

Right, what we're going to do is...

We're going to take you to wherever

you got to go, you feel me?

I need to speak to your Elders.

You want to speak to my momma?

I have an important message.

But listen here, so you could talk

to my moms, right... that's cool...

but you got to pay me, alright?

Dinero... money.

You understand that? Yes? Good.

But you don't understand.

No, homey, you see... see baby,

you don't understand.

I understand, I understand

you're getting robbed, man.

- Now give me your freakin' money.

- Yo, Mike! What'd I tell you, man?

You all right?

What are you doing?

Can't you see he's a friggin' bum?

No, 'cause he... he was just

looking like a flippin' tourist.

- He was like this, looking up at the sky.

- What's so good about looking down anyway?

Would a tourist be dressed

like a friggin' Eskimo?

No, he would not. Now why don't you go on

and find a yo-yo with some real dough.

- Go on!

- Dude...

Get out! Go on!

You all right?

- You okay?

- Yes.

Thanks to her. Yes, I think so.

And that's when she agreed

to be my guide.

For a small payment, she said

she would lead me to the Elders.

I got to start Miming.

In here are all the old people

you'll ever want to meet.

- These are your Elders?

- Not mine.

But they'll do

for your age fetish, I think.

Here's what we'll do,

I'll create a distraction.

I don't understand.

And you run in and talk

to all the elders you want.

They look like prisoners.

Now, pay attention,

once I've taken out the first one,

I'll signal to you to "Go, go, go!"

And that'll be your chance

and you'll explode into the common room

and I'll block the door behind you.

On three.

One... two... three!

Abandon the plan!

Hey! Hey!

Oh, man, I'm going to ache tomorrow.

Those weren't the right Elders.

- How did you get here?

- I walked.

Look, you wanted to see old folks,

and I showed you old folks.

Is that what happens

to people here when they get old?

In the city,

life is very unfamiliar to me.

But this interesting one,

I hope she can help me make my way

in this strange wilderness.

This is it.

Close the hatch when you come down.

Tyler?

Tyler! Lights.

We agreed, it's just the three of us.

Relax, Sancho. This is Teddy.

Theo.

- He's an Eskimo.

- Inuk.

- On a mission to see old people.

- Oh, good.

We agreed it's just the three of us

and you bring home a grandpa journeyman.

He ripped off a mime today

and gave us 38 bucks.

- You know how I feel about thieves.

- Yeah, you can't trust them.

You can't trust them.

Yeah, well, he didn't know he was

doing it at the time, so that makes it okay.

- I'm not getting involved.

- With what?

With anything.

I know how your mind works, Chloe.

- We're married, you know.

- No, we're not.

- We're getting married.

- No.

- She's my girlfriend.

- Tyler!

She's my friend.

Let me show you your room.

Voil!

- This is my room?

- Yep!

- But I have a...

- Not another word.

Tonight you are my guest,

so make yourself at home.

Unbelievable.

And this is my room.

And who is this?

Where've you been living,

the North Pole?

- Close.

- Really?

This is Bruce Lee. The great one.

The master. The dragon!

- He's dead.

- Or is he?

- Six feet under, Chloe.

- Shut up!

- Was he a warrior?

- The greatest!

He was like... I don't know,

who's your greatest warrior?

- We don't have warriors.

- You don't have warriors?

What kind of people are you?

Who's like, the baddest hunter

there's ever been in the North Pole?

- Nanuk.

- Nanuk! He's like Nanuk, times a thousand.

Nanuk is the Lord of the North.

And Bruce is the Lord of everything else.

Here endeth the lesson.

Sancho, what day is it?

Tuesday.

Monday's we eat Thai food.

Wednesday is Chinese.

Thursday is Indian. Tuesday is Italian.

Hey, here he comes.

Pizza!

Thanks.

Come here. Food on your face.

Good?

- Are you sure you don't want any?

- Really good!

- So what's the deal with the old people?

- It's a long story.

- Is it a love story?

- No.

- Kung Fu, yeah?

- I don't think so.

Tell it anyway.

It's not like there's much on TV.

Okay.

Imagine a land so vast,

and beautiful, and silent,

that if you take a harpoon

and scrape the ice with it,

you can hear the sound

for miles and miles.

He talked about the oneness

his people have with the Earth.

How they watched the moon

to determine when the animals migrate.

But history isn't written,

but is passed down verbally

from generation to generation.

And then, he told us

about the Elder's dream.

The legend of the angry sun.

They told me,

these are the beginning of things.

They told me I will live

on the never ending ice,

under the midnight sun.

They told me of Hysa,

the men of the South.

Their capacity for destruction.

Their need for expansion.

Building structures

that scraped the clouds,

and stopped the sun

from seeing the Earth,

from seeing the planets,

from seeing the people.

And the men of the South

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