#goffiks

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wtnv 2 - glow cloud // wtnv 210 - ten years later

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i like how hes just like. huh? yeah.

him being so stressed he cant put on his gloves or operate a fucking umbrella... i didnt realize there were two versions of this scene depending on the weather

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every pg wodehouse jeeves short story is like: some person comes to bertie like bertie please do this insane or illegal or stupid thing for me. and bertie's like no i wont. and theyre like but bertie we were at school together, or bertie i though you were a kind man. and hes like, well okay i guess ill do it. and then he gets in trouble and jeeves is like actually this was entirely my plan. look everythings solved. and berties like by jove jeeves youre so amazing and beautiful why dont you throw away all my clothes you hate and here take this five pounds. and jeeves says very good sir thank you very much sir.

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"christine" "you can call me chris"

"nick" "its nicholas"

"static man, arthur" "dont call me arthur"

names, man.....

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politeness translator jules

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this literally made me tear up to be honest. it did matter to me cecil.

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NICHOLAS: So this is… the end.

DAN: Well, you won’t need to carry your recorder anymore, so yeah. You can go home, burn your ritual book, forget this ever happened, and live a normal life.

(A beat)

NICHOLAS: Excuse me?

DAN: You know, go back to New York, live a normal life. You studied the French Revolution right, you can probably resume your academic career. I’ll tell Melody to keep an eye on you. You get to live a normal life

(A beat)

NICHOLAS: Why would I want to live a normal life?

DAN: Nick…

NICHOLAS: My name is Nicholas.

DAN: Nicholas. Are we going to have a problem here?

NICHOLAS: You don’t appear to have any other way of coming home other than me, so I’m not sure. Do we have a problem?

DAN: I’m not… sure what you’re saying.

NICHOLAS: I’m not going to burn my ritual book and I do not intend to stop performing rituals. I promised Static Man I would find him a body, and I intend to keep that promise.

DAN: Nicholas… I listened to those tapes, I know he’s your friend, but that… thing murdered a lot of people.

NICHOLAS: He saved my life and the life of my sister. I am going to fulfill my obligation. And… I started down this path because I was curious. I have not stopped being curious.

DAN: Please. Listen to me. I have waited… so long… just to be normal again. Just to have one second where the world felt real and solid. Don’t throw that opportunity away. Doing these things, being a part of these kinds of stories, even by listening… it’s not a good idea. It changes you in ways that you aren’t prepared for.

NICHOLAS: I will not be content with pretending that the world is the way I thought it was.

god... god. i love nicholas so much.

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PREACHER: [...] Let me tell you a story. One day, when I was a little bit younger and handsomer, I noticed that I had cut my arm. Just a little nick. I didn’t even realize I’d done it. Couldn’t remember how I’d gotten that little cut. Didn’t really matter, wasn’t bothering me at all. After all, it was only a little cut. But, you see, there was a tiny, itty bitty scab on that cut. And I picked at it. I picked at it. Took a little bit of that coagulated flesh and just… ripped a little off. You know how it hurts to pick a scab, but it just feels so good too? You know how it is?

CROWD: [Murmurs in agreement]

PREACHER: My beautiful wife knows how it is. Doesn’t she. Doesn’t she? Now, when I picked at that scab, I tore just a hair more than I wanted to. And so I made that cut bigger. Just by an itty bit. But when that cut, remember it’s just a tiny bit bigger, when that cut started to heal, you know I picked at that scab too. But the same. Thing. Happened. The cut, the tear in my flesh, got just a li’l bit larger. And then, that cut started to heal. I know, I know. And of course I picked at it. And then the cut got bigger. And started to heal. And then I picked at it. And it got bigger, and I picked at it and it got bigger and I picked at it and it got bigger and I picked at it and I picked at it and it got bigger and I picked at it and it got bigger and I picked at it and my flesh became a wound and a legacy and a road marked by the tires of a mute caravan. And I will take off my robes and my mask and I will show you what I have become!

SFX: Cloth dropping to the floor

CROWD: [A gasp of ecstasy]

this mans voice is. fucking incredible