10بخش

I’m toweling my hair!

It’s my hair.

Look at my arm.

The wound.

It’s like it was never there.

Look at that.

Now you said that you know, he was worshiped like a god.

Now, is he a god?

I don’t know if he’s a god.

I mean, he ate a cat, so I don’t.

I don’t know.

I don’t know, but, I mean, we have to keep him around awhile.

Little while.

Hello?

And sir, General Hoyt.

Tell him I’m not here.

Tell him I’ll call him back.

Don’t put him through.

No, sir, he’s in your office.

At this point, our only concern is the asset.

Do you have it?

Still in the winds, sir.

Well, that won’t do.

Yes, sir, I know.

You’ve known me how long, sir?

Thirteen years.

Battle of Pusan.

Yes, sir.

A man is faithful, loyal, efficient all his life.

All of it.

And he is useful.

And he expects.

He has certain expectations in return.

And then, he fails once.

Only once.

What does that make him?

That make him a failure?

When is a man done, sir Proving himself?

A good man?

A decent man?

“Decent?”

A man has the decency not to fuck up.

Now that’s one thing.

That’s real decent of him.

But the other kind of decency?

It doesn’t really matter.

Well sell it, but it’s an export.

We sell it, because we don’t use it.

36 hours from now this entire episode will be over.

And so will you.

Our universe will have a hole in it with your outline.

And you will have moved on to an alternate universe.

A universe of shit.

You’ll be lost to civilization.

And you will be unborn.

Unmade.

And undone.

So go get some real decency, son.

And unfuck this mess.

36 hours.

36 hours.

Well, shit.

You deliver.

You deliver, that’s what you do You deliver!

Right?

Right?

Elisa.

What is it, honey?

This isn’t good.

I’m gonna call Dr. Hoffstetler.

We gotta release him tonight, honey.

I’ll come back and help you.

He’s coming out.

Ah, fuck.

Sir, if you don’t mind me saying, you.

You don’t look so well.

Shut up.

Can you smell that?

I think it’s your fingers.

They’re, they’re black.

There he is Doctor-fucking-shirtbird.

Oh, there’s no cause for cursing, sir.

Get out of the car.

I’m taking it.

This is my car.

Get the fuck out.

Out of my car?

Did I stutter?