The Human Race Page #2

Temptation that? Doesn't sound

too tempting to me, Father. Sorry.

God makes a journey for all of us.

What do you guys say we keep moving.

Come on.

Stay on the path or you will die.

This is so f***ed.

- You just realize now?

- No, I mean, we're f***ed.

You're 37.

You're 38.

And so many people have gone by?

Relax.

Nice and easy. Come on.

You know, if they lap

you again, you die, right?

I'm familiar with that.

Put it like this, I can't go

anywhere without this.

Perhaps it's better.

At one point you're going to die?

Bullshit, nobody wants that.

Can you guys help?

- What does she say?

- Thank you.

They say they can't run forever.

Woh, woh, woh, grab him.

Grab him.

I think the house is after the next

tunnel. Let's help them get there.

Okay everyone.

We walk together, all right?

We will wait back here and

give everyone a heads out.

We want to take him out there

and make sure he is safe.

Hey, make sure

no one gets through.

It's going to be okay.

Okay?

- Are you a vet?

- Yeah. Army.

- P*ssy.

- Excuse me?

- I'm a Marine.

- Are you a Marine?

I was knee high in my

dick's eye in goob blood...

when you were just a

.. in your momma's womb.

Nice to meet you.

I learned a long time ago not to get

too attached to people

in such situations.

- They only leads to sadness.

- Bullshit!

I can't.

I can't shake like a man, anymore.

It's still there, Old timer.

- I'm Thomas.

- Eddie.

Race or die.

Wherever you are, if you're

lapped twice, you will die.

Everyone need to stop right here.

Everyone need stop right ....

No one is moving from

this point on, you got me?

I need you guys to slow done.

We're trying to get

everybody to hold up right

here until we figure this out.

You can stay in here, go

in to the other room,

just don't past the guy

with one leg, okay?

No, no ones getting through.

- Relax, everyone stop in here.

- We can't stop, we must race.

No one's going anywhere,

do you understand?

Do you understand?

If we continue to race,

people gonna die.

There's an old man up there,

if you pass him, he's dead.

I don't want this ...

- Good.

- Race or Die ...

Don't listen to that!

If we work together

we can beat this thing.

There is no f***ing way out of here.

I'll wait.

- You don't let anyone through?

- You got that right, pal.

Open it, please.

Your wife?

She was an angel.

We all gonna die here, you know?

What the f*** is he doing?

- Why isn't somebody saying something?

- I think you've said enough.

It's those a**holes that are

probably behind all these.

They're the ones that caused

all the trouble in the world.

Sit down.

Relax.

F***ing foreigners.

Doesn't anybody know anything?

What. Are we just staying

here until we starve?

Don't you get it? If we just stay here

doing nothing, no food, no water...

we are all as good as dead, anyway.

You're free to go

wherever you want, lady.

Yeah, just not that way?

- Correct.

- Says who? You?

Who the f*** put you in charge?

Look. If you want that way,

go all the way back around.

Who the f*** put you

in charge of my life?

- Look. Time to shut up lady.

- Or what?

- Or I'll shut you up.

- Oh yeah, in front of all these people?

You're damn right I will. You're not helping

anybody and I doubt you'll be missed.

F***ing idiots.

What is the word. How do say

in American the female dog?

B*tch.

B*tch.

My brother is an amputee.

He lost an arm to cancer.

Can you spare one?

Do you want it?

They take away our mobiles, our money and

identification, they leave the cigarettes.

- Yeah, I gotta take a piss, now.

- Go back and piss where we came in.

Any reason why I think

you're picked for this thing?

I don't know,

I'm a cyclist.

- Cyclist?

- Yes, the Tour de France, Tour de Europe.

I have won them all, but why they would

put me here with people like you...

Justin.

You gonna die.

Please don't.

You got him?

- The kids?

- Dead.

We should have

brought them with us.

- We can't save everyone.

- We should have f***ing try.

They are following the Yellow

Brick Road to Emerald City.

The cowardly lion yawned...

He was feeling tired.

- He is gonna try to kill us all.

- But Dorothy knew they had to move on.

If they didn't get to Emerald City,

they wouldn't meet the Wizard of Oz.

And Dorothy couldn't get home.

As Dorothy looked around

this very strange land...

which at first scared her...

she knew that with the help

of her friends, she...

- How far along are you?

- Eight months.

Is it a boy or a girl?

I don't know, I chose not to.

They have names?

For a boy:
Aizeah.

For a girl:
Erica.

Do you want to feel?

I can feel it kicking.

- He wants to come out.

- It won't be long now.

Where did everyone go?

They are all behind me, chasing me.

They'll be here soon.

I'm sorry...

I will not put my life in

anyone else's hands.

I might pass you maybe

for a second time.

- I'm sorry.

- No, please. Don't.

- You won't feel anything.

- Don't.

No, you don't have to.

There's no place like home,

there's no place like ....

Wait.

I think I just slipped

on a baby's hand.

- We gotta catch this guy, old man.

- F*** that.

Get them.

Stay here. You gotta to stay here.

You cannot go ...

F***ing dig it.

Come on, die, die already.

F***!

Let's grasp their ass.

Wait here, let everyone

through, if anyone

gets away and comes

back, you smoke 'em.

- I wanna come with you guys.

- Stay the f*** there.

36. 35.

- Nice.

- 33.

Allahu Akbar.

Bye bye.

What the f*** is wrong

with these people?

Six vodkas, seven beers... having a piss

since we left that school this morning.

- Jesus, I hate that man. Come on.

- Oh my God.

I don't want to slow

music at my funeral, I

want something fast pace, man.

Some rock and roll.

Fast as the girls I'm chasing.

Yeah, you play at my funeral.

How does that sound? You

taking notes, because you

write my obituary, bro.

I'm a crippled baby,

pooping in my diaper.

I am a crippled baby,

pooping in my diaper.

- 26.

- Oh, f***.

16. 15.

Eight, seven, six.

Five.

Three.

Two.

Relax.

I am not going hurt you.

You can read my lips, right?

Okay, I'm not going to hurt you.

I'm not going to hurt you.

I'm not.

Do you know what that is?

Hey, hey. I'm sorry,

I don't understand.

Angels.

Angels?

It looks like they're being tortured.

They fly above these banks

until they can't fly any longer.

Why is God doing this to us?

And them.

- Now what?

- Congratulations, winner.

Who are you?

Who are you?

Who the f*** are you?

We are Acerod.

Acerod ?

What the f*** is Acerod?

- We are Acerod.

- Where the f*** am I?

You are in our human arena.

Congratulations, winner.

You will represent the human race.

While no human has ever survived, you have

shown you will not die without a fight.

You wait until there is only

one from the Engelenras,

the Argons and Milia troops.

Until then you may rest.

While you have little

chance from now on...

we all wish you luck.

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