Apocalypse Rising Page #2

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The direct approach

works every time.

[grunts]

He's mine.

[laughing]

Jealous much?

Are you committed?

- Not yet.

- Well, you came to the right place.

Bunch of horny guys, drunk,

ready to pounce.

Ready to mount

anything that moves.

Try, and I'll toss them

in their tribe's

designated fire pit myself.

[scoffs]

Okay.

Bye-bye, weirdos.

Come on, Noa.

Did you believe one word

from those freaks?

Let go of me!

Well, hello, sexy.

Up for procreating?

Come on.

Excuse me. ls there somewhere

we can go and mate?

Uh, just behind

the tent there.

[Magnum, Beset laugh]

[Choir]

Hallelujah

Hallelujah

Hallelujah, hallelujah

Hallelujah

Hallelujah

Hallelujah

Hallelujah, hallelujah

Hallelujah

Hallelujah,

hallelujah

Hallelujah, hallelujah

For our Lord omnipotent

reigneth

[Magnum, Beset moaning]

[both moaning]

- Yeah!

- That's what I'm talkin' about!

Nothing like

getting your hands dirty

to bring out

other primordial urges.

- Aunt India!

- What?

- Why do you always have to be so...

- Blunt? Factual?

Scientific? Direct? Truthful?

To the point?

An archeologist

never beats around the bush.

Unless he's a hot archeologist,

in which that case,

he could beat around mine.

Stop! ls sex all

anyone wants to do tonight?

[All] Yes!

[Magnum, Beset

continue moaning]

How is it that an aunt

is less uptight than her niece?

We humans wouldn't exist if it

weren't for sex. You know that.

Yeah, but you don't

have to broadcast it.

Of course we do. Look at every

male in the animal kingdom,

prancing about

to entice a female.

I meant humans.

Guys revving motorcycles,

girls in high-heeled shoes,

tattoos, stylish clothing,

fancy cars, hairstyles,

jewelry, muscles...

boob jobs?

You know, everything we do

is an attention-seeking means

to attract a partner.

Hello. I'm India Jones.

I'm Beset. This is Mia, Phoenix,

and that is Magnum

mating with his Thora.

[moans continue]

"Mating." You see, Noa,

that is a much better word

for sex.

It aligns us with animals,

right where we belong.

Are you from a local kibbutz?

Uh, is there any room

at the inn?

[softly] Why did I say that.

[Magnum exhales]

Oh, my God.

Excuse me, ma'am.

You know where

I can rest my wife?

[gunfire on TV]

This broadcast video format

is like

the crude information

dissemination device

we had on Rathe

before evolving to telepathy.

This place is a mess.

And all over

religious differences...

the same as Rathe.

Why did we end up here?

Maybe to warn them.

We find more

at lower elevations,

near ancient streams

and watering holes

where animals are killed

while drinking.

Animals, yes, but Zeds

are more commonly found

where they were buried

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