Paul McCartney Really Is Dead: The Last Testament of George Harrison Page #2

was as fortunate.

When it started,

I came back to find my family...

my wife.

Did you find her?

Yes, I found her.

In God's name,

what is happening to us?

(sighs)

Maybe we're being punished

for our arrogance.

Perhaps

nature has put in motion

the ultimate solution to its problem.

Man's greed has devoured this earth.

Nature is restoring

its delicate balance.

- (men speak native language)

- (gunshots)

- They won't get through.

- But for how long?

I promised my people

I would protect them.

But I think you...

My family has lived here

for generations.

I was born here

and I will die here.

- (people chattering)

- (women crying)

(exhales)

(moans)

(children laughing)

(whispering in native language)

(witch doctor speaking rapidly)

(witch doctor

continues speaking)

(witch doctor stops)

(chickens clucking)

The fever has broken.

It's time to leave.

(exhales)

(birds twittering)

Hey, take it easy.

(engine grinding)

(engine stops)

(steam hissing)

I'm sorry.

I just want to get to my son.

Yeah, don't worry about it.

We'll get there.

We cannot stay here.

Well, we've lost most of the coolant.

If we try to run this engine

for more than a few minutes,

we'll fry it.

We've got to get this

back on tight.

(grunts)

Then we've got to fill it

with water.

Stop.

There's no waterhole

along this road for many miles.

This water is all we have.

Well, we need to get water in this

or we walk.

We can't drive without it.

What if it doesn't work?

What, would you rather walk

under this heat

for I don't know how many miles?

Then we're left here

with no water and no car.

We don't have time to discuss this.

We can't make it out on foot.

This is the best chance we've got.

It's not enough.

Come on.

All right, all right.

- (c*cks gun)

- (gunshot)

Come on, save your ammo.

(engine grinding)

(engine starts)

Is it safe to drink?

It's safe.

(mud)

(moans)

Oh sh*t.

Looks like we've busted the axle.

(moaning)

Are you all right?

(rustling)

I can't see anything.

Turn the lights on.

With the lights on

we're attracting attention.

The lights will draw them in.

(rustling)

We are blind.

How do we defend ourselves?

Shh. Listen.

- Turn the lights on.

- No.

- Turn them on.

- No, it will draw them in.

(shouts)

Turn them on!

Get out now.

- (snarling)

- Get out! Get out!

(two gunshots)

(insects chirping)

I haven't seen any for a while.

Let's chance a fire.

I've really got to eat something.

All right.

(metallic jingling)

(distant dogs baying)

What's that?

An ancient symbol...

timbu.

It means hope.

This has been in my family

for generations.

My father gave it to me

before he died.

I too will pass it on to my son.

Do you have a son?

I had a son.

And I have a wife and a daughter.

Since the networks have gone down,

I haven't been able to contact them.

I don't know if they're okay.

I don't even know

how far this thing has spread.

What's that just before the desert?

That is what you would call

the Devil's Claw...

miles of jagged rocks

we must climb to get to the desert.

Even the nomads

would not cross that.

How many rounds you got?

Not enough.

Same here.

It's getting cold.

It's getting real cold.

(jingling)

(clanging)

(snarling)

- (screams)

- Daniel!

(Daniel screaming)

Daniel!

You saved my life.

Don't be sad, brother.

I'll soon join my wife Jindibah.

I just want you...

not to let my soul...

wander this earth.

I'm sorry, Daniel.

(wings flutter)

(gunshot)

(wings flutter)

(footsteps)

(Brian whispers)

No.

Woman:
Hey. Hey.

Hey.

(speaking native language)

(baby crying)

Get up.

Come on, we've got to go.

- Come on, come on, let's go.

- No.

- Come on, yes.

- (speaking native language)

What?

What?

No no no, let's go.

Come on, get up.

No, I'm not taking your baby.

Come on, let's go.

(baby crying)

No, I don't... l...

- No.

- (shouting)

No.

(baby continues crying)

(gunshot)

Come on, it's okay.

Shh.

(flies buzzing)

(wings flutter)

(gasps)

(sighs)

Daniel's voice:

The Devil's Claw...

miles of jagged rocks we must climb

to get to the desert.

(wind whistling)

(panting)

(exhales)

(rapid gunfire)

(gunfire continues)

(people chattering)

Woman:

There are more coming, are there?

I knew the Americans were coming.

Do you have aircraft?

Do any planes land here with supplies?

No, they come by road

with any survivors.

The two last ones have not returned.

We are controlling the numbers,

but we can't keep shooting.

We are low on supplies.

Do you have any

communications equipment?

Yes, we have radio equipment,

but it's no longer working.

This is flight engineer

Lieutenant Brian Murphy.

Can anybody hear me?

(radio waves hissing)

This is flight engineer

Lieutenant Brian Murphy.

Can anyone hear me?

This is flight engineer

Lieutenant Brian Murphy.

Can anyone hear me?

This is flight engineer

Lieutenant Brian Murphy.

Can anyone hear me?

Murphy.

My God, you're still alive.

Frank? Frank Greaves?

We thought you died in the crash.

Oh, man, it's so good

to hear your voice.

Listen to me.

I don't have much time.

I need a plane.

I need supplies.

Brian,

no one's gonna send a plane.

We're at breaking point here.

Everyone's trying to get out.

Where to, I don't know.

There's nowhere left to go.

The power's down.

We're running

off standby generators.

I don't know how much longer

we can hold them back.

What about my family, Frank?

I'm sorry, Brian.

They're gone.

What do you mean, gone?

That noise you hear...

that's them.

(crash)

The desks...

stow them against the door.

- (people shouting)

- (pounding)

I'm sorry, Murphy,

but I have to go now.

No. No, Frank, wait.

May God be with us.

Wait.

(pounding)

(pounding)

(women crying)

(people screaming)

Daniel's voice:

Timbu... it means hope.

(upbeat music playing)

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