The Imaginarium of Doctor Parnassus Page #2

I have something very

important to tell you.

Oh...Why does everybody

want to live forever?

Immortality's a bloody curse.

So is pretending to be a child.

Look at me. I mean, look at me.

Nobody's fooled!

And I want this stupid

thing off my ankle.

You can't stop me growing up just

by lying about my birthday! - Shut up...

It's ridiculous!

- Shut up and listen to me!

I need to explain something,

before it's too late.

One, winter's night...

- Is this going to take long?

Yes, yes...quite possibly.

Many years ago...

many centuries ago, in fact...

I was, believe or not,

a young monk.

Someone visited me, in my sanctuary...

Someone I had hoped

never to meet.

Someone none of us

should ever hope to meet...

... Having captured the wind

and tamed the storm,

kept the stars in their orbit and

the earth turning on its axis ...

The Chief Steward,

laying down to take his rest,

had a most disturbing dream...

He dreamt that a hooded rider

was approaching across

the snow-swept plain.

Chief Steward woke...

What exactly do you all do here?

We tell the eternal story.

And, what is that exactly?

The story that sustains the universe.

The story without which

there is nothing.

Nothing?

You mean, if you stop

telling this story...

and whole the universe

ceases to exist?

You make it sound so simple.

And you believe it?

We're ordained for this task.

It's just incredible to me that

you can believe something

that can be so easily disproved.

No, I don't think so.

We'll see.

No!

Stop!

There. The story's stopped.

No more story...

And we're still here...

The fire's still burning...

It's still snowing.

The wind's still blowing.

Nothing is changed.

Come on, cheer up...

I've freed you from all

this ridiculous nonsense.

Now you can use your powers to do

something else.

Have fun.

Learn for language or...go on cruise.

A sign! A message!

That bird was a messenger...

from some distant places

we know not of!

I see rule now...so cleared.

It has nothing to do with us here.

Somewhere in the world,

right now...

Someone else is telling a

story! A different story!

A saga...a romance...a tale

of an unforeseen death.

It doesn't matter!

It's sustaining the universe.

That's why we're still here.

You can't stop stories being told!

That's weak hypothesis!

- I don't think so.

I tell you...You're probably

not a betting man, aren't you?

What?

Not my first wager

made with the devil...

You see, if any first of us two

attract twelve disciples,

would win the bet.

His argument... the necessities

of danger. Here.

The fabled bliss of ignorance.

Mine, the power of the imagination to

transform and illuminate our lives...

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