Noah

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From Adam to Seth, from Seth to Enosh,

Enosh to Kenan, Kenan to Mahalalel,

to my father, Methuselah, then to me.

Today, that birthright passes to you,

Noah.

My son.

The Creator made Adam in His image,

and then placed the world in his care.

This is your work now.

Your responsibility.

May you walk

alongside The Creator in righteousness.

So I say to you...

The Shrine of Seth!

Men.

Hide.

We mine here.

The ground is rich with tzohar.

This is The Creator's land.

What are you doing?

The Creator?

My mines run dry.

My city withers and must be fed.

And what has He done?

He cursed us to struggle

by the sweat of our brow to survive!

Damned if I don't do everything it takes

to do just that.

Damned if I don't take what I want.

This relic belongs to

the descendants of Cain now.

The line of Seth ends here.

It is ours. Now dig!

Ham.

What are you doing?

It's pretty.

You see those other flowers?

How they're attached to the ground?

That's where they should be.

They have a purpose.

They sprout.

And they bloom.

The wind takes their seeds

and more flowers grow.

We only collect what we can use

and what we need.

Do you understand?

Shem.

Ham.

Let's go.

Men. Hide, hide.

Go.

You found our kill.

How fortunate.

But for you maybe not.

You know how long it is

since we ate meat?

Since we even saw an animal?

Easy.

Please. What do you want?

Justice.

Why did they kill it?

They eat them.

Why?

They think it makes them stronger.

Is it true?

They forget

strength comes from The Creator.

Mama!

Mommy!

See your brothers?

Ham saw men hunting today.

They are getting closer.

How was he?

A little too interested.

He had to see it sometime.

I saw something else.

A flower

bloom from nothing.

Rest.

Perhaps He will finally

make things right.

Methuselah.

Did He speak to you?

I think so.

Will He help us?

He's going to destroy the world.

It's a long and dangerous journey

for the boys.

How do you know

your grandfather's still alive?

I don't.

I saw his mountain.

We need to go and find out

if he knows what we're to do.

Shem. Can you help me with this?

We could take the boys

and find a place to hide.

There'll be no hiding.

We should have left already.

Ham, let me show you how to do that.

Push it in here.

Next time we come through,

we'll know

we've got certain things we might need.

There are cities ahead.

We will not get too close.

Is that a tzohar mine?

It was once. Before they dug it all up.

Should we go around?

No.

Do you think they're all dead?

It looks that way.

They must have been scavenging here.

And someone scavenged from them.

Dada!

Stay close.

Father!

Here!

May I see?

Let me see.

Tell me your name.

You have a name?

Ila.

My name is Ila.

Ila.

You're going to be all right, Ila.

This is Shem.

He's going to hold your hand tight

and he won't let go.

Up the hill! Hurry! Hurry!

We have to go. Now.

Up the hill. Run.

We can't go there.

We have no choice. Hurry!

Hold, men! Hold!

The giants!

They'll kill you!

Shem!

Protect your mother, first and last.

I love you.

Run!

Noah!

Noah!

Noah. Noah. Are you all right?

We are to see Methuselah.

My grandfather.

A child of the old one?

You should have killed them.

But, Samyaza...

This is a man, Og.

Do you forget how

they betrayed The Creator?

It is He who sends us!

It lies!

Leave them here to rot.

What are they?

The Watchers.

Dada?

Sleep now.

Sing to me.

I want my daddy to sing to me.

You know, I, too,

lost my father when I was very young.

There's a song

he used to sing me sometimes

when I couldn't sleep.

Would you like to hear it?

The moon is high

The trees entwine

Your Father waits for thee

To wrap you in His sheltering wings

And whisper you to sleep

Your Father is

The healing wind

That whispers you to sleep

That whispers as you sleep

It's an ugly wound.

She'll never have children.

If the fever doesn't take her,

I think she'll live.

Follow me.

I'm sorry I frightened you.

Watchers have learned to fear men.

Then why are you helping us?

The Creator formed us

on the second day.

The day He made the heavens.

We watched over Adam and Eve.

Saw their frailty and their love.

And then we saw their fall.

And we pitied them.

We were not stone then, but light.

It was not our place to interfere.

Yet we chose to try and help mankind.

And when we disobeyed The Creator,

He punished us.

We were encrusted by your world.

Rock and mud shackled our fiery glow.

Still, we taught mankind

all we knew of Creation.

With our help,

they rose from the dust,

became great and mighty.

But then

they turned our gifts to violence.

Only one man protected us.

Your grandfather Methuselah.

We were hunted. Most of us killed.

Those who lived were left prisoners

in these stony shells,

marooned upon this barren land.

We begged The Creator

to take us home.

But He was always silent.

And now you claim that

you have heard His call.

Samyaza cannot accept this.

A man?

When it is men who broke the world.

But I look at you

and I see a glimmer of Adam again.

The man I knew.

The man I came to help.

Why can't I come?

Because I need you to look after Mother.

Do you understand?

And you look after your father.

Watch over them.

They are in good hands.

Grandfather?

Noah.

This is your great-grandfather.

Show him respect.

Tell him your name.

I am Shem.

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