Southland Tales Page #6

Hey, we're on the same team here.

Baron would not sabotage

the campaign.

Who are you going to trust, Bob,

a Nobel prize-winning scientist

or a two-bit porn star?

I don't know, Dad.

I wouldn't trust him,

because you know

he's been secretly funding

the Neo-Marxist movement.

What? How dare you.

Those clowns know less

about Karl Marx than that Chihuahua.

No, you have been secretly sabotaging

this campaign from the inside out.

You should be very careful

about pointing fingers, Madeline,

because I happen to know

that you are pregnant

with Brandt's baby,

and I have the blood tests

to prove it.

Baron.

Baron.

The car is waiting, my child.

Not now, mother.

Mr. Takahashi

has accepted

the terms of the deal.

We have to deal

with Deep Throat Two.

Brandt, you're mine.

I'm not staying in here when

all this stuff is going on,

and Mom is out there,

and she's not in here with us.

- Mom's all right.

- I don't like it.

It makes me feel anxious.

You will never get reelected.

I love you, Jericho Kane.

Hello?

Jericho?

Yeah.

Go to the base

of the Santa Monica Pier.

Through the looking glass

you'll find what you are looking for.

"We saw the shadows

of the morning light...

"shadows of the evening sun...

until light and shadows were one. "

Go...

before it is too late.

This is the wizard,

Baron Von Westphalen.

Remove the paladin body

from Utopia Three.

And so it begins.

But then Satan

answered the Lord

in his sniveling,

conniving way

and said, "Does Job

fear God for no reason?

"Have you not put

a hedge around him

"and his house and all

that he has on every side?

"You have blessed the work

of his hand,

"and his possessions

have increased in the land.

"But stretch out your hand

"and touch all that he has,

and he will curse you

to your face. "

The Baron had been

conducing experiments

on soldiers stationed in Iraq.

Fluid Karma, the elixir of God...

injected into the neck.

Only a few of us

made it home alive.

The Baron claims

that Fluid Karma is safe,

but he refuses to release

the environmental impact report

from Utopia Three.

Why are we being kept in the dark?

What is he hiding?

A deal for the Japanese license

to Fluid Karma

said to be moments from closing.

The Baron's quest

for global domination

was almost complete.

Negotiations had concluded

with Hideo Takehashi,

the prime minister of Japan.

Takehashi was willing

to relinquish one of his fingers

in exchange for access

to Fluid Karma.

You bastard!

You said finger, not entire hand.

Clearly your attorneys

didn't read the whole contract.

It stipulates

a six-inch margin of error

in the cutting radius.

Contract said finger only.

Serpentine...

have Mr. Takehashi's hand

bronzed and mounted

on a cheap wooden plaque.

Here at home the Southland

continues to sizzle

with record-breaking

triple-digit temperatures

in the valleys and the deserts.

Palmdale residents endured

temperatures as high as 124 degrees.

Hey, this guy, he ain't no joke,

so don't waste his f***ing time,

you hear me?

Martin Kefauver has arrived.

Is it God?

It's... it's medicinal.

Now, dog, I seen...

I seen all your movies.

You're... you're great.

I know I'm great.

Tell me something I don't know.

My dad is your plastic surgeon.

Murray Kefauver's kid.

Yeah.

- Sh*t, man, how the hell are you?

- Yeah, dog.

Hey, tell your dad I said hey.

I mean, tell him... tell him I'm...

I'm going to give him a call.

Oh, yeah, yeah.

Yeah, Fallujah.

Sh*t got f***ed up.

Anyways, hey.

Let's get down to business.

What is it?

Straight up Fluid Karma.

Me and my boys been smuggling

this sh*t out of Utopia.

Look. Green, you dream.

Blue, in an hour you feel new.

And you can forget

about mellow yellow

and agent orange, 'cause, hey...

I'm giving you blood red.

Do you bleed?

I said, do you bleed?

Yeah, yeah, dog.

Then you take the blood train.

You talk to God

without even...

without even seeing Him.

You hear His voice,

and you see His disciples.

They appear like...

angels under a sea

of black umbrellas.

Angels who can see through time.

Thanks, dog.

I got soul, but I'm not a soldier

I got soul, but I'm not a soldier

I got soul, but I'm not a soldier

I got soul, but I'm not a soldier

Yeah, you know

you got to help me out

Yeah, don't you put me

on the backburner

you know you got

to help me out, yeah, yeah

You're going to bring us all down

Yeah, yeah

You're going to bring us all down

Yeah, yeah

Don't you put me on the backburner

You're going to bring us all down,

yeah, yeah

You're going to bring us all down

Oh, oh, and then

Last call for sin

While everyone's lost

The battle is won

With all these things that I done

All these things that I've done

If you can't hold on

If you can't hold on

My face haunted his dreams.

For billions of years,

the daily cycles of the ocean tides

have influenced patterns of hunting,

breeding, and feeding behavior

among the developing

life forms of our planet.

The city is filled

with excitement and anticipation

as the hangar doors are

scheduled to open at any moment,

giving Southland residents

their first glimpse

at the Treer MegaZeppelin.

The Jenny Von Westphalen

is 900 feet long,

is lifted by turbine engines

that are activated by an energy field

that they call Fluid Karma.

Hi, Krysta.

Zora.

Come on in.

Penetrating.

It's just a suggestion.

So what do you want?

We're filming my reality webcast

before the party.

Can I score some drugs?

Sure you can, kitten.

Pandora's box had been

left exposed to prying eyes.

How did you get this?

Hey, over here.

What's with the getup?

I've got the tape

of me and Boxer in my bag.

And what are you going to do with it?

I'm thinking of going public with it.

I mean, f*** it, this could impact

the entire election.

There's a website

that everyone's talking about.

Someone's routing

outside of USIDent,

and the government

cannot figure out how to shut it out.

What's it called?

Www. usideath. org.

How do I get this to the webmaster?

Oh, it's the Neo-Marxists. They've

put drop boxes all over the city.

I think there's one in the poopdeck.

Okay, get Sheena and Deena

and meet them in Hermosa

with the cameras.

Let's do this.

Pilot Abilene is accused

of being a part of a group of soldiers

who have smuggled

the drug out of Utopia Three.

War widow Tanya McBride

is set to speak at megachurch

gathering downtown.

Hermosa Police issue

an arrest warrant for Tab Taverner.

The former mayor remains at large,

hidden by Neo-Marxists underground.

UPU units prepare for violence

during downtown celebrations...

Give me the gun.

I need your help.

I need you to help me

find my brother.

Okay.

Put on your seatbelt.

Well, Deep Throat Two,

I presume.

It's the only copy?

I don't work in distribution.

Yes, that's the only copy.

Oh, please, I'd like

to ask you a few questions.

Go ahead, ask away.

How do you sleep at night?

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