The Broken Circle Breakdown Page #4

Read it carefully.

Yahweh is a manipulator, a sadist,

a killer, a racist,

a misogynist, a homophobe,

who is narrow-minded and vain,

who carries out ethnic cleansing,

who demands child sacrifices and plays

sadistic games to test people's faith.

A dictator who apparently created

heaven and earth and mankind on purpose

so we'd fall humbly

to our knees before Him

and deferentially sing His praise.

Well, I wasn't created in that image.

I'm not taking orders from

a God like that. I'm better than that.

I'm...

I'm a monkey.

And I'm scared.

I know I have to be nice to my fellow

man or I'll get a punch in the kisser.

I don't need a God for that.

We created gods

because we were scared.

Out of fear, out of ignorance.

If someone were to say today that

lightning is God expressing his anger,

what would you say?

You'd laugh in their face.

One more God to go.

One more God to go.

One more God to go.

My daughter, Maybelle...

My little daughter died

because certain experiments are regarded

as unethical by the religious community.

But that's a mere detail.

Millions of people die every year

cos the scumbag they call the Pope says

you can't use a condom when having sex.

It's only a mere detail,

historically speaking,

but not to me.

Not to me.

Elise.

- Alabama.

Alabama.

- Yes?

If I want to believe that

Maybelle is a star up in the sky,

I will.

If I want to believe she's a bird

that perches on our window sill,

or a butterfly that sits on my shoulder

or a bloody frog that...

- Maybelle is dead, sweetheart.

She's dead, she's gone!

She's not here anymore.

But we are still here.

I'm still here.

We have to carry on together.

- I've covered up your name, Didier.

You're a coward.

You're nothing but a coward.

A coward!

Maybelle wouldn't have wanted that.

Why did you do it? Why?

I knew.

In fact, I've always known.

That it was too wonderful to be true.

That it couldn't last. That life

isn't like that, life isn't generous.

You mustn't love someone,

you mustn't become attached to someone,

life begrudges you that.

It takes everything away from you and

laughs in your face. It betrays you.

Sweetheart, don't...

- Don't call me that, Didier.

I'm not your sweetheart anymore!

It's over!

Are you alright, pal?

No... but...

Thanks.

What are we going to do?

- Play.

Where's Elise?

Daddy, can you tell me

about the stars again?

What about them?

About how they've gone out.

Gone out?

You told me before.

Right. A little star like this one is,

in fact a...?

A sun.

- A sun. Yes, well done, Maybelle.

It's a sun that is

a very, very long way away.

And its light has to travel

a long way for a long time

to reach your eyes.

So sometimes it's possible that

the little star has already gone out

before the light reaches your eyes.

So you see something

that is no longer there.

But that doesn't matter, because

the light from a little star like that

carries on travelling, past your eyes.

Further and further.

So that little star will exist forever.

Forever and ever and ever.

Elise!

Goddammit!

Madam.

Madam.

Can you hear me?

OK, intu bate, intu bate.

Elise!

Move back, please. OK.

OK. Adrenalin.

Adrenalin, please.

No way.

Don't let her go.

I'm not letting you go, sweetheart.

Don't let her go.

The circle is broken.

You won't see Maybelle again.

Stand back, please.

Three, two, one.

Elise!

We've done all the tests.

She's got serious brain damage.

We are keeping her alive for now.

But she is clinically dead.

The medical team's advice is

to let her go.

I'm sorry.

Can I see her?

I want to see her.

Goodbye, sweetheart.

Will you...

Will you say hello to Maybelle for me

if you see her?

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