Yellowbrickroad Page #5
I know you're here with me.
Thus...
Stay with me.
Do not look away.
What's your name?
My name is Walter.
How do you feel now?
lot better.
My earliest memories as a child...
over the bars of my bed to climb
to get out.
talk in Hebrew...
Say...
Stop.
Stop.
Stop.
Stop.
Where have you landed?
Teddy?
Teddy?
Teddy, can you hear me?
Leave me here alone.
I'm trapped here and do not...
I do not...
If you had to go...
If you had to go...
Then you had me that morning
awake to make.
I had gone with you.
Melissa.
I want you to know I'm here.
Where?
- In the cave behind you.
Going on the run?
I would not run for you.
Why not?
With my sore leg I
You might have a chance.
Will you kill me?
Here? Now?
Yes.
Please, Daryl.
Should it do so much?
Yes.
Here we go.
Melissa, are you there?
I heard you on a
Somehow...
If you hear me, maybe...
I'm somewhere on the map
I do not know.
I can not read the coordinates...
I can not trust the coordinates.
You think it... but the trick is that no
an end to it.
But here's the wind.
Melissa...
Are you there?
Are you asleep?
You lie somewhere to sleep without me?
I hope you like the way
home find.
Where it's hot...
and waiting for you.
I hope you give us
Life can still remember.
I hear the music now.
And you will be at Walter...
Walter will be happy too.
Do not think back to Brian.
And let no one a liar.
And one day..
One day you will not
more of me thinking...
Not even for me to curse.
I have loved you.
Go home.
Help.
Someone...
Am I the only one here?
No, sir, I am also.
Who are you?
- I play the movies, of course.
You must help me...
Please, listen to me.
Listen to me.
- I listen!
There are others.
- Yes.
I need help finding them.
You must understand, I left them behind.
They no longer need your help.
How do you know?
- Because I've seen.
Is that so?
Please...
What happened to her?
Oh, Ms. Barnes?
I've just seen her.
Did you know?
Is she here?
Is it the end?
Indeed, sir,
she has reached the end.
But there are so many ends...
Enjoy your movies, Mr. Barnes.
Sit down, sir!
Teddy...
This is our house.
The grass is black.
And the air dirty.
All men are gone.
This is our home...
This is our home.
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