Children Of Men Page #6

Get in the f***ing car!

MIRIAM:
Get back in now. Quickly.

We gotta get off the road. Get in. Get in.

KEE:
Go! Go! Go!

(MIRIAM CHANTING)

We have to call on help now.

Put your hands out.

F***ing sh*t.

May all the ascended beings,

the bodhisattvas and saints

and all those who have walked the surface

of the earth in the light of eternal truth,

come to the aid

of our beloved sister, Julian.

LUKE:
Theo! Come on!

Theo, come on!

(CHANTING)

This is Tomasz and Emily's farm.

I already called and told them the situation.

We'll be safe here.

Fishes are coming in

to vote for a new leader.

-lan?

-Yeah.

-We have to convene.

-Everyone's arriving.

-Are you all right?

-Yeah, it's not my blood.

-Emily, Tomasz, this is Kee.

-Welcome.

Miriam.

They need to wash up and rest.

How about Julian's mate?

Yeah, can somebody

give me a lift back to London?

No, no, no. It's too dangerous.

We'll sort it tomorrow.

Tomasz, get him a shower and a clean shirt.

Tomasz, don't block the car in.

It needs to be jump-started. lan?

Yeah.

They like you. And they don't like anyone.

(WHISTLING)

CAROLINE:
You did what you could.

LUKE:
We need to show strength and unity.

-The shirt fit?

-Yeah, it's fine. Thanks.

I'll take care of this.

As head Fishes,

we need to make a choice now.

We need to choose leadership.

TOMASZ:
I don't think

that those bloodstains will wash off.

Don't worry about it. Throw it away.

-I'm in charge of watching you.

-Why?

They told me.

Well, I'm going back to London tomorrow.

I lived there once. Didn't like it.

No.

They kill you.

-Where you from?

-Poland.

Is this your place?

My missus. She's a cod.

-English Fish.

-MIRIAM:
Mr Faron.

Kee would like a word with you.

She's in the barn. It's all right, Tomasz.

I'll watch him.

TOMASZ:
Hey, don't smoke in the barn.

EMILY:
To Luke, our new leader. Luke.

-To Luke.

-Luke.

(SPEAKING FOREIGN LANGUAGE)

I'll be right outside.

KEE:
You know what they do to these cows?

They cut off their tits. They do.

(IMITATING SLICING)

Gone. Bye.

Only leave four. Four tits fits the machine.

It's wacko. Why not make machines

that suck eight titties?

Is that what you want to talk about?

Cows and titties?

Julian told me about your baby.

Said his name was Dylan.

You taught him to swim when he was two.

He called you "Papa."

She said if anything goes spooky,

I should talk to you.

Said you'd help me,

said you'd get me to the boat.

-What boat?

-The Tomorrow.

The Tomorrow?

I don't know what you're talking about.

But I'm sure

your friends can take care of you.

But Julian said only trust you.

She said you'd help me.

I don't know why she said that.

Listen, I don't quite know what's going on.

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