4:44 Last Day on Earth Page #3

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under these unimaginably

tragic circumstances.

Al Gore was right.

By the time we realized

what we'd done,

we had already ruined

the planet.

And today it doesn't

matter where you live

or how much money you have.

We are all about

to face the same fate

at the same moment.

My family is waiting

for me now.

There's nothing more for us

to say here

but to repeat

what we have told you:

We don't have much time left.

You don't need me to sit here

and tell you how tragic

this is,

so this is the end

of our commentary.

We are going to fill the screen

with live camera views

from all over the city,

and we will leave those

pictures up until the end.

How can you not

think about the end?

How do you not plan

for the future?

How do these guys

not think about

what the hell is gonna

happen next?

You know, whether you're...

whether you're

cutting down a tree

or building the Trade Towers

or the atomic bomb...

f*** that.

I'm sick of it.

Where are the experts?

Where are the f***ing experts?

These guys,

they're just talking, talking,

don't even have

the f***ing slightest clue.

Never mind doubt.

I mean, we don't know

what the f*** is going on.

We're all gonna die, guys!

We're already dead!

Damn.

He looked right at me.

He was thinking straight.

Why let someone dictate

when you're gonna die?

F***ing motherfuckers.

Hey, don't put that coat on him!

Leave that man alone!

If you want to help him,

light a candle.

No!

Is that my f***in' landlord?

Hey!

Hey, Wally!

How's that 2.5% a year

feel now, huh?

No, no, I'm not saying him.

F*** you!

F*** you!

It's not his fault.

It's not anybody's fault.

We're all in the same boat.

We're all doomed.

I don't want to leave you.

These guys chopped down

every f***ing tree

on the island

to make a statue.

F***.

And they don't have anything

to build a boat to get the fish.

At least they were doing...

worshipping God...

the f***ing...

I shouldn't be saying that.

F*** that book!

What is wrong with you people?

Leave that man alone!

What is wrong with you?

Baby.

Come on.

Come on.

What are we waiting for?

I'm waiting for you

to come down.

Come on.

What are we waiting for?

A couple hours' difference?

Get down, Cisco.

Come on.

Get down.

Get down.

Thump!

Stop it.

Stop!

Hey.

What?

Come on.

It's gonna be okay.

You're so sweet.

It's gonna be okay.

I don't know

what to do.

Just be with me.

I know.

I am.

You want to fly?

Yes.

- Yes.

- Yes?

You'd like that?

Shoes off!

Now, that I can do.

Grab my wrists.

Ah-ya!

Must have been the gaff tape.

What happened to your legs?

- Okay.

- Spaghetti legs.

Okay.

Okay.

Fly on home,

fly on home.

Where you goin', girl?

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