Are you going to leave?
Yes. But obviously, we're going to kill you first.
Are you going to leave?
Yes. But obviously, we're going to kill you first.
In the Second World War, instead of bankrupting Germany, the world helped it rebuild. Likewise, Japan. So, within a generation, they had recovered into economies that outstripped most of their victors.
And that was fair?
Sam, think. It's better than fair; it's... desirable. Why help your defeated enemy? Because the enforced bankruptcy of the enemy after World War I was the reason for World War II. '48, Churchill?
Uh, those who forget history are doomed to repeat it.
Wait, say again?
Those who forget history are doomed to repeat it.
Yes, very good! So, then this kind becomes a kind of a cornerstone of-- of European post-war political philosophy. To never forget. To... To make it the ideas that go bankrupt. Fascism, nationalism, populism, totally dismantled, never to return.
Shit! Jesus Christ! Aw, Jesus! Oh, God! Christ, God!
What are you calling on those shite ****s for, Jimmy?
Sir, please help me! Help, please, I'm scared...
What, you wee crybag?
Sir, I'm getting...
What are you getting, Jimmy? Getting hungry? Getting horny? Getting sleepy?
Oh, sleepy. Bless.
Do we help them? Dad, do we help them?!
Of course we do.
Kelson.
Samson...
Thank you.
Memento mori.
Moon.
Sorry, I don't... I don't have a ticket.
Doctor. Athiest doctor. Okay... So you believe all this zombie shite was caused by science and bugs and whatnot?
Rather than...?
Er, Old Nick? Unleashing His wrath upon the World of Man?
I see. So, I'm an athiest and you're a-- you're a Satanist.
Well, there it is! Mystery solved! [chuckles] I'm gonna be honest, I didn't know what the **** was going on just now. I'm sweating!
I'm in a bit of a bind, Ian.
Why is that?
The others, my peeps, I told them that you were Old Nick, but you aren't, and now they're expecting to meet you.
I see...
And you're in a bit of a bind, too.
How so?
Because if you can't help me with my problem, I'm going to force-feed you your own intestines until you can no longer breathe.
...Y-Yes, that is a bind.
Roberto Calamari. ****in' tough crowd. It's a joke! I'm Jimmy, too. We're all Jimmy.
And so, Old Nick released His demons unto the world of man. And the World of Man fell before the demons, and his world became like the guttering candle flame. And God did nothing, for He was invisible and couldnae punch His way out of a paper **** bag anyway. And so, the world of man became Old Nick's dominion. And his dominion was hell. How's that? [Jimmies: How's that?] Then, Old Nick did speak to His favored son, whose name was Jimmy Crystal. And He said unto Jimmy, "You are now Sir Lord Jimmy Crystal. And you shall be My Right Hand, which shall be strong. And you shall have Seven Fingers, and each Finger shall be a claw. And you shall offer Charity to the World of Man. And for this, you alone shall be My heir, and your Seven Fingers shall hold your crown!" How's that? [Jimmies: How's that?] I am Sir Lord Jimmy Crystal. Favored son of Old Nick. These are my Fingers. We travel the land. We search for souls to deliver to my Father. And we offer you... Charity. Jimmies. [Jimmies: Yes, sir?] Today's Charitable Act shall be... the Removal of the Shirt.
Are you watching, Father? Master. Dark Lord. Are you ready to see if the boy has what it takes to be a Finger? Good! Okay. Fight.
Do you not know the Teletubbies? Ah, they're glorious! They had televisions on their tums. And on television, they viewed themselves, but with another television on their tums, which they also viewed themselves on. And so on and so on, ad infinitum.
Father! Why have You forsaken me? Why have You forsaken me, Father?
I can't hear His voice. Why can't I hear His voice, Ian?