Silent Running
- G
- Year:
- 1972
- 89 min
- 1,110 Views
How are you today, hmm?
Feeling good?
Aww.
I bet you'd like something
to eat, wouldn't ya? Hmm?
Here, I got something
in my pocket here.
Some goodies.
I'll set the table
for you here. Okay?
That's good.
Do I have to put signs up here
to keep you guys off my grass?
Hey, I'm sorry.
Hey, get out
of the way!
What do you think
you're doing?
Watch it!
Get out of the way, you mother!
Look out!
Did you see the way Lowell
threw that rake at me?
Why don't you guys lay off
Lowell for a while?
We're just having a little fun.
Oh, yeah!
Now, what is this?
Really a nice catch.
You guys are outrageous.
Hey, listen, Wolf,
we've been here for six months.
We got six months more to go.
Now doesn't that
mean anything to you?
You know, he told me
about how they're gonna
refoliate the Earth.
Again?
Let's set this thing up
the way it was before.
Ooh.
Oh, it missed.
It failed.
First time.
Hey, let's not play
with this thing, okay?
Okay.
I'll tell you this
for old flower-face,
he sure knows
how to play this thing.
Plenty of time to practice.
Hey, Lowell.
- How about a little of the old poker?
- Yeah. Later.
On this first day of a new century,
we humbly beg forgiveness...
and dedicate
these last forests...
of our once beautiful nation,
in the hope that
they will one day return...
and grace our foul Earth.
Until that day,
may God bless these gardens...
and the brave men
who care for them.
Three.
Three.
Dealer takes one.
Deck's still open.
Your bet, Barker.
Fifty.
Fifty.
And 100.
Guts.
Come on, son.
Throw it on in.
I fold.
You bet $50, and then
you're folding?
Right.
Well, boys,
here's a three.
And there's
another three.
And there are
three big bullets.
Now I'll just reach in
and gather up the teleports.
Beats me.
You bet it does.
I wish they'd hurry up
with that transmission.
I want to go to bed.
and try and find something
that will keep you awake
a little while longer...
because this transmission
coming up may just...
- rekindle your will to live.
- Think it'll be a recall?
Well, let's
just say that I feel
my communications...
may finally bear
some fruit.
Mm-hmm.
Cantaloupes maybe.
I'll let that witticism
slide by...
because it's my feeling
that they're about
to reestablish...
the parks
and forest system.
With you as director?
You can think
of anybody better?
More qualified? Huh?
It's more likely that--
Wait a second now.
Let me just ask him
a question here.
I've spent my entire
last eight years up here
dedicated to this project.
Now, can you think
of anybody more qualified?
It's more likely
that they're gonna
announce cutbacks.
Sorry.
There's no way they're
gonna announce cutbacks,
not after this amount of time.
Hey, Lowell, you're dreaming.
And you don't think it's time
somebody had a dream again?
Huh?
You don't think that it's time
that somebody cared enough
to have a dream?
What about the forests?
You don't think anyone should
What's gonna happen if these
forests and all this incredible
beauty is lost for all time?
It's been too long.
People got other things to do now.
This is for Valley Forge,
Berkshire, Sequoia.
Valley Forge,
Berkshire, Sequoia,
this is Con Central.
Channel open
for executive order
A.U.C. 3423.
Listen to this, boys.
This is Anderson speaking.
Boys, I have to make an announcement.
We have just received orders...
to abandon, then nuclear
destruct all the forests...
and return our ships
to commercial service.
I have received
no explanation,
and we must begin
at 0900 in the morning.
May God have mercy on us all.
This is it!
We're going home!
I can't believe it.
I told you, I told you.
What'd I say?
We can pack up those
domes and go home.
...auto-destruct
of all forest units.
Kiss 'em good-bye, boys.
Hey, Lowell,
I'm sorry.
Makes sense, you know?
It's insane.
Let's go.
[Joan Baez]
# Running wild #
# In the sun #
# Like a forest #
# Is your child #
# Growing wild #
# In the sun #
# Doomed #
# In his innocence #
# In the sun #
# Gatheryour children #
# To your side #
# In the sun #
# Tell them #
# All they love will die #
# Tell them why #
# In the sun #
# Tell them #
# It's not too late #
# Cultivate #
# One by one #
# Tell them to harvest #
# And rejoice #
# In the sun ##
How far out do they go
before they blow up?
About six miles.
I want a front-row seat
when these babies go.
I'll bet you do.
Lowell, do you have
to eat that stuff?
It stinks!
You never let up,
do you?
Well--
Oh, now you hurt
his feelings.
I'd like to know what any one
of you knows about real food.
What do you mean "real food"?
What, out of the dirt?
That's real food?
That's right.
This happens to be
nature's greatest gift.
- To a celibate, maybe.
Come on, you guys.
Maybe he knows something
we don't. Hmm?
Lowell, give me a slice
of that cantaloupe.
Don't ask Lowell.
I'd be delighted to give you
a slice of that cantaloupe.
Just sit down and shut up.
Sit down, sit down, sit down!
Shut up and leave me alone,
all of you! Let me eat!
What's the big deal?
I can't see the difference
between that and this.
You don't see the difference?
The difference is I grew it!
That's what the difference is.
That I picked it and I fixed it.
It has a taste,
and it has some color!
And it has a smell!
It calls back a time when there
were flowers all over the Earth!
And there were valleys!
And there were plains
of tall, green grass that
you could lie down in,
that you could
go to sleep in!
And there were blue skies,
And there were things
growing all over the place,
not just in domed enclosures
blasted some millions
of miles out into space!
Look at that stuff.
How can you guys sit there
and really say anything
to me about this.
Look at this crap!
Look at that!
Dried, synthetic crap!
And you've become
so dependent on it that I bet
you can't live without it.
Why do we want to,
Lowell?
Don't you realize
how pitiful that is,
what you just asked me?
On Earth, everywhere you go,
the temperature is 75 degrees.
Everything is the same.
All the people
are exactly the same.
What kind of life is that?
If it's so rotten,
why do you want to go back?
Because it's not too late
to change it.
What do you want,
Lowell?
I mean, there's
hardly any more disease.
There's no more poverty.
Nobody's out of a job.
That's right. Every time
we have the argument,
you give me the same three
answers all the time.
The same thing.
"Well, everybody has a job."
That's always the last one.
But you know what else
there's no more of, my friend?
There is no more beauty,
and there's no more imagination.
And there are no frontiers
left to conquer.
And you know why?
Only one reason why!
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