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The film contains scenes of smoking and alcohol consumption. Warning! Smoking and alcohol consumption are harmful to your health.
Mother, the volcano spoke to me this morning.
The old way must burn to ash for the new way to be born.
We will find them.
The three who will save us.
I promise.
For the fire.
Thank you, Mama.
Your son or your daughter will slay the king,
the hero.
I mean, I don't see anything.
It's full, it's lush.
I can feel the AC on my scalp.
It's like they're actively falling out.
Well, stop touching it then.
It's all in your head.
No, it's not.
So, we go to Turkey again and we do the implants.
That's a weird regression.
Three weeks with the monks and I'm worried about a fucking bald spot.
They were bald as fuck and they were happy.
It's the stress, you know, it's the world.
My dad had a great head of hair right until the end.
Come on, I'm good.
I feel like I'm close to something, you know.
Tonight the world's going to see the real Mike Tyler, the real me.
I just want to show people I can be of use, I have meaning.
By the way, if anybody mentions the flamethrower thing, just ignore them.
Why would they bring that up?
I mean, they won't, but...
Well, then why the fuck would you say that?
You're my age.
Look, I put it in your head and I'm taking it out.
But apart from that, take this nice and gentle.
Have fun, you know, dance.
Be seen.
It's comeback city, baby.
Comeback to what?
Wait a minute.
Is this an electric limo?
Oliver, am I about to pull up to a fucking climate change gala in a gas guzzling relic from the 90s?
Stop the car!
You love limos, you think they're funny.
Get the landscape, get the...
Yeah, okay.
Ooh, yeah, I like that.
Give me that hero squint.
Ooh, you got it?
Yeah, that's good.
No caption, power of the image.
Ooh.
Hey, guys.
Decided to walk for the Earth.
Thanks, guys.
Well, look at you two.
Walking for the Earth.
Here we have Ben Bracken, tech visionary and global changemaker, and his wife Gloria, pop legend,
whose new album is told entirely from the perspective of a flood.
It's so powerful.
You all right?
Yeah.
Yeah, it's just...
all the eyes, you know.
You want to hold my hand?
No, not here.
Don't be fucking weird.
Our next guest needs no introduction.
Please welcome Mike Tyler.
All right, you're up, cowboy.
Okay.
Don't draw attention to him.
Yeah, yeah.
You're sexy, you've got a secret.
The Fox office
hit Octavius, The Last Centurion.
Oscar-nominated lead, calamity king.
Mike is making his first major reappearance on the international stage.
Hey.
Are you us?
Can I help you?
Mike Tyler.
Gloria Bracken.
Hi, yeah, I know who you are.
Stop it.
Stop it right now.
I love you.
Oh, wow.
I'm sure you heard I started a production company.
I have the perfect project for us to do together.
So, how's your health?
How's the noggin?
You leveling out?
No more wife-stealing?
No more flamethrowers, Mr. Octavius?
No, sir.
My actions that day were heinous, but I was grieving.
I hit rock bottom, did the deepest possible soul-searching, and I think I came out better for it.
Yeah.
I'm sorry.
Gloria, Ben, excuse me.
I got apologies.
Fuck you.
Hey, it's okay.
I'm famous.
Hey, DK, the maestro.
Mike, you good?
Getting some rest?
Yeah, man, I'm good.
Really good.
Better than ever.
Ready to get back to work, you know?
Trying to use the platform to do something meaningful.
Something that makes a difference.
Cool, man, yeah.
Firewalker's not really an issue, though, but...
No, I know.
I know.
I was just, you know, feel like we're vibrating on the same frequency.
Music of the cosmos, brother.
Where are you right now?
Ah, well, funny story, actually.
I'm in a...
I'm in an old mine at a climate charity event on some weird, middle-of-nowhere, Greek, possibly Turkish island.
I honestly fucking hate events like that, though.
Everyone flies there on their private jets, and then gnaws at the flesh of tortured molluscs,
and the auction part where it's just, like, this virtue-signal circle, and no one actually sacrifices anything.
I'm looking it up now.
Rocks from the ocean?
That's gonna be a full-scope genocide of marine life, squid worms, and anemones, bro.
Like, you don't fuck with the ocean.
I swear to God, Vinnie Brackett is like the fucking Antichrist.
Preaching to the choir, man.
That's what I'm doing here, actually.
I'm, uh, spitting truth in their face.
You know, belly of the beast.
I don't want to ruin it, but, um, you know.
You'll see.
Right, cool.
Well, I'll let you know when there's something to read.
Okay, uh, and listen, I just want to say I read a lot of scripts.
I think it's rare that...
Hello?
Fuck.
Did I say music of the fucking cosmos?
You fucking idiot.
Fuck him.
Pretentious fucking playwright.
Fuck Mike.
As you can see, all these small, new shit coins aren't going well.
You're gonna get burned.
This is the future, you know?
Especially this one.
One of the best.
So, you know what?
Let me show you something.
It's actually really funny.
Check this out.
It's a classic.
Freeze!
Freeze!
I'm not an idiot!
I want to be real!
I'm a fraud!
The end of an empire.
Stop filming me!
And he did this on his opening night.
I'm Mike Schuyler!
I'm Mr. Wise!
I fucked up!
Click.
Never mind my husband.
Oh.
Sometimes he likes to pretend he's a bully.
Right, right.
How are you coping, Nick?
It's been a tough year.
You can have everything you think you want and you still wake up with a hole in your heart.
I don't know if you know, but I lost my dad this year and I'm so sorry.
It's okay.
I didn't know.
Unexpected.
I wasn't ready.
No.
He was kind of my only tether to just miss my dad.
Let's take a picture for my daughter.
Oh, great.
She loves selfies.
I'll wait here.
Thanks.
You're awesome.
Nick?
Sure.
I'm a crybaby, narcissistic piece of shit pussy.
Hey, you feeling okay?
Don't be mad at me, but I think I gotta do a thing.
Fuck, no.
No.
Just mingle, alright?
Remember, nice and gentle.
Some things are more important than nice and gentle, Oliver.
Mike?
Buddy?
You take your- Yeah, I took the fucking pills, alright?
That's not what this is about.
This is about my calling.
This is real work.
And so it felt especially appropriate to gather here in Greece, the cradle of civilization.
Hi.
My name is Ben Bracken.
Let's face it.
Climate change is here.
It's a tragedy.
And it's our fault.
Deforestation.
Floods.
Hurricanes.
Overpopulation.
Wildfires.
Mother Nature is not our enemy.
Her fire is not simply destructive.
It is divine.
Thanks to my wife Gloria's passion for pufferfish, I discovered these incredible minerals at the bottom of the ocean.
These rocks are our second chance.
With Poseidon's revolution, we will be able to create a new source of energy to preserve our beloved planet,
and give us the power to help the victims of climate change.
We can give our children a cleaner, greener future, so don't give up.
Because here, at Poseidon, we're just getting started.
Film this.
What?
Excuse me.
Sorry.
Sorry.
We're in a mine, singing a song about our diseased planet, and we're saying our solution is more mining.
We got tired of raping the earth, so instead we'll rape the ocean?
Not rape.
We're hypocrites.
We're eating our caviar and our tortured mollusks.
And what about the anemones?
Right?
You are not god of the ocean, monsieur Bracken.
You know what?
Let's hear it for the anemones, guys.
Come on.
Yeah, that's what I thought.
That's what I fucking thought.
We need to do better.
Meet love and passion Mike.
Our work here at ...
How was it?
People just, like, in shock, processing the message?
Did I pronounce anemones right?
I think so.
Okay, post it.
Are you sure?
Post it.
Just post it.
Real people will get it.
But now, we have an amazing performance.
A regenerative ceremonial dance from the autochthonous collective Atahualpa Tlaltecuhtli.
Who dare ask the question, can dance heal the world?
Daughter.
I am sick.
Girl, you're always sick.
But it's bad this time.
Did they have to rub it in my face like that?
I don't think it's about you.
Look at you now.
How you doing?
Losing it, Mike.
...throughout the mind.
In two days, we must restore the balance and save the earth with fire!
With fire!
With fire!
Turn off your telephone!
Drop it!
Everyone, please stay calm.
This is a normal occurrence.
We'll try to have it resolved.
Stop moving.
We'll try to sort it out as quickly as possible.
You're not in any danger.
Stop moving.
Normal occurrence.
Hold her down.
What?
Now!
No!
No!
She could fall.
No!
Surrender your telephones!
Our duty!
Our duty is to take three of you to their destiny by the next red moon.
This is a pure mission for the good of the earth.
An extinction event is coming in two days.
We are here to stop it.
We need only three of you who will be revealed to us here tonight.
The youngest shall seek power first.
No!
Don't flatter them with your fear, Gloria.
Gloria!
The son shall seek his purest love.
Mother Nature.
Daughter Nature.
Mother Nature, Daughter Nature, Mother Nature.
Daughter Nature.
Come.
Come here.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
I love you.
And now I, the eldest, shall seek the hero.
I can't find the hero anywhere.
These people are disgusting.
The volcano told you to find the hero here.
Ask it for guidance.
People must choose.
Everybody stand up.
We're going to create two rivers of bodies.
So some over here and some over here.
Some there and some there.
Listen!
I point and you tell me the hero chosen from among your ranks.
Clap.
Clap for the hero.
Come on.
I point and you clap.
What is this, hero?
We don't understand your rules, girl.
Vote for the hero to be sacrificed.
No!
None of that, please.
No, please!
Please!
Come down!
Listen, listen.
She's trying to organize a hostage vote.
Yes.
Okay, it's about clapping volume.
Yes.
She wants you in two lines, and her finger will narrow down the person you want to be the hero.
Like an applause-o-meter.
So, let's move the table on the side, please.
Come on, come on, come on, you too.
Everybody, the dancers, you're gonna spend the night.
Come on, guys, move it.
I need to see faces, come on.
It'll be fun to...
Push them to the side, come on.
...to a river of people.
Two rivers.
Thank you.
Okay.
I guess they like the speech after all.
Mike, it's real.
What's real?
I am so sorry.
Listen, stay safe, all right?
Oh!
It's just like an interactive thing.
Did everybody get their votes?
Thank you.
Thank you.
Most applause I've gotten in years.
They're terrorists.
What?
Terrorists.
Come on.
We have the building.
Surrounded.
You, king man, talk to them.
You will be effective.
Mike, my talent to do it is great at making speeches.
So, um, what exactly am I doing?
Tell them that we mean no harm and to clear away whilst we release half of the unmartyred.
We have no time to lose.
The world will be destroyed in two days when the red moon rises.
Two days?
Wow, okay, stakes.
Um, what's the why, like the message beneath?
Are you a registered group?
Can I plug your donation page?
People are gonna want to follow you.
Nobody can follow us where we are going.
Okay, that's fine.
Just, um, what do I call you?
We are warriors defending the ancient yearnings of the earth.
Hardcore.
I got you.
Ancient yearnings.
Ancient yearnings.
Ancient yearnings.
Ancient yearnings.
Go.
Okay.
All right, so, listen up.
We got some people inside, and they want to let half of the hostages go.
So, could you just back away from the main entrance?
Yes, you, Mike Tyler.
Trava, trava, trava, trava.
They have ancient yearnings to save the planet.
This is a battle between youth and the establishment.
And the youth is winning, guys.
Revolution always wins in the end.
It's because they're lit by a divine fire.
And we should be inspired by that.
I know I am.
Forget your fake charity.
This is real change, real courage.
Nature is sick, and a charity event is like a band-aid on gangrene.
But these kids have the courage to cut off a whole leg.
We have the power.
Octavius.
What is your name?
I'm Mike.
What's yours?
Joan.
Were you sincere in your speech?
Yeah, yeah, yeah, absolutely.
Where did you come from?
Originally, the Arkansas side of a shitty town called Texarkana, but, you know, now Malibu.
I'm an actor.
And where are you from?
I'm from the fire.
Right.
You're special, Mike.
No matter what happens, I want you to remember that.
Behold a hero.
Your father.
Thank you.
Namaste.
Wait for the signal to free the unclothed, and keep the others here.
Is that a hand?
Yes, it's a hand.
It's not real, though, right?
It is real.
Congrats, you just became the spokesperson for Green ISIS.
Oh, my God, they're gonna kill us.
They're actually gonna kill us.
Oh, my God, they're actually gonna kill us.
Sabah.
Okay, stay calm.
I'll be back.
Okay.
What's going on?
Don't worry, daughter nature.
We'll use the unclothed to make our escape.
And who by fire Who by water Who in the sunshine Who
in the night time Who by high ordeal Who by common trial Who in your merry merry
month of May Who by very slow decay And who, shall I say Who
is calling On this hill Who
by barbiturate Who in these realms of love Who by something glad Who by
avalanche Who by powder Who for his greed Who for his hunger
Who shall I say Who shall I say Who
by red scent Who by sedent Who in solitude Who is in this
mirror Who by his latest plan Who by his own hand Who in mortal chains
Who in power Who, shall I say Who is calling.
Hey. You want money, yeah?
I'll give you enough to replant the whole Amazon banana by fucking banana.
Just name it.
We care nothing about money or fame or power.
We chose you guided by forces beyond the fragile systems of man.
Cool, man.
Learn their language.
Where the fuck are you taking us?
You guys have to help me.
This guy's gonna do something bad to me, I can tell.
Helper, your hands aren't even tight, you pussy.
I'm not a pussy.
Watch your mouth.
Oh, fuck your wife.
Is that the only insult you know?
Sorry.
Ego regression.
Sorry.
Hey.
Stop looking at her, you fucking fat hobbit.
Oh, God.
Oh, God.
Oh, fuck.
Oh.
It's part of nature.
We must learn to love each other.
No, we don't.
Why?
Please.
That'll be my guys.
Ralph!
Over here!
Over here!
Oh, fuck!
Oh, fuck!
You good?
Believe me, I'm not a lovable person.
No, you are.
You're pure.
The other one is tragic.
I'm not pure, I just...
Wait, what?
What other?
What is your most deeply held belief?
Oh, I'm good.
I guess my deepest held belief is the power of stories to change the world.
You tell a story and the world changes.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
That's what my dad taught me.
What's, um...
What's yours?
I believe in the cleansing power of death.
Found?
Death make.
You're not gonna kill us, are you?
Two hundred high-profile hostages are still being held captive here in the Jolmere mine.
Amongst them, your client Mike Tyler has become an internet sensation.
He's currently trending as terrorist zaddy, based king and actual hero.
But what are you thinking?
Are you worried for him?
Listen, Mike can handle himself.
He's a badass.
He's the GOAT.
He's a true hero.
Thank you, Oliver.
Yep.
We have some early footage of the group, which we warn some viewers may find disturbing.
The organization, created 25 years ago on the same Greek island where we are now, was categorized as a low security risk by authorities.
Look at the fire!
It was founded by the married Nobel Prize winning scientists Gunnar and Freya Jolmere, and its membership is comprised mostly of the couple's children, along with a small community of Nordic scientists and their
families.
Gunnar Jolmere achieved some fame early in his career, but has more recently been ostracized for his unconventional theories on volcanic patterns.
This video contains harrowing testimony from his daughter.
I had a nightmare.
The volcano was talking to me again.
Gunnar, the world is going to end.
You and Daddy have to die to clear the way.
I'm sorry.
Greek police are still trying to make sense of this footage, and for now, the group's demands remain unknown.
He knows we're coming to kill him.
He's just trying to frighten us.
We cannot escape this fate.
I love you, sister.
The mountain of fire guides me.
It is famished, and without the proper sacrifice by the next red moon, it will eat us all.
So, we must offer you into its magma.
Oh, fuck.
What'd she say?
That they want to throw us in a volcano.
That's what she said?
No.
We're throwing you into a volcano.
The king is thrown by force, but the hero chooses his own fate.
I'm a hero?
Yes.
I think you're wrong.
Jonah's never been wrong!
Okay.
And I have to choose to jump into the...
Volcano.
Yes.
Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.
What about me?
Thrown by many adoring hands.
Oh, fuck my life.
Don't be scared, daughter nature.
It's your destiny.
My name is not daughter nature, all right?
That was a role I was playing.
Do you understand that?
My name is Katie.
Sorry, Jonah?
Why do you want to throw us into a volcano?
To save the world.
So now, the king, the purest love, and the hero must drink this sacred potion to experience the death and rebirth of the hero.
It will lead the hero to find faith.
We must share his journey.
Nothing is real until one faces death.
Take and drink.
What is it?
No fucking way, mate.
Make them drink.
All of those to be sacrificed must drink the potion.
Okay.
Okay, I can't.
Sorry, but I can't stand it anymore, okay?
This is too fucking dumb.
You pagan queers, and your sacrificial clichรฉ, like the bad king, the expendable knight, the hot virgin.
Forgive me for my violence.
Wait, Jonah?
Jonah, did you say virgin?
Because I'm not a virgin, am I?
Like, that's fucking mental.
I'm not a virgin.
Calm down, Marta.
Marta?
Fucking Marta?
No, no, fuck that.
I'm not even that hot.
Go prepare your beloved.
But she hates me.
How do I make her like me?
Show her your beautiful heart, Arthur.
Ask her questions.
I can't lose control.
I can't lose control.
Just don't lose control, Mike.
Just don't lose control.
Mike?
Yeah?
What do you see?
I don't know.
I see the real you.
The hero.
All you have to do is let yourself die.
I made this.
It's beautiful.
Do you like it?
No.
Oh.
It's my special place.
In spring, it's full of red spider lilies.
Why can't she love me?
Because.
Because you're not honest with me.
Tell me about your beloved.
Who is she?
The other is wrong.
You're pure.
No, babe.
I am trash.
I pretended to be Native American to get this job.
Come on.
I'm not Native American.
I'm Pakistani, for Christ's sakes.
And I'm from Essex.
I just put on the fake little Pocahontas accent and they all fucking bought it.
I'm petty and I'm selfish.
I'm honestly the worst person.
Stop it!
It has to be you.
To love Joan would be to kill her.
It's my curse.
I'm cursed.
Joan.
You're in love with your sister.
For the prophecy to work, she has to be the martyr.
I can't kill my sister.
Why was I made this way?
I can change.
We should try.
We should embrace.
Don't touch me!
Sorry.
Joan!
Joan!
Arthur!
Arthur!
Arthur!
Where is she?
She's not the right one.
Let her go.
Stay with me, Joan.
I'm here.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
I was afraid.
Because it was you.
It was always you.
I doomed us.
Because I love you.
I love you, too.
I think I'm starting to feel something.
Is this real?
He's really dead?
Oh, yeah.
And Katie's gone.
Who's Katie?
Will you hold my hand?
Please?
Traitor.
They're not gonna throw you away.
Mike, you told me your stories can change the world, but...
In your stories, when you die, you don't really die.
And when you love, you don't really love.
You know it.
What I'm offering you here is real.
It's the truth.
The truth of who you are.
You will start to feel the potion pulling the truth from you.
Let it.
I think this is exactly what I've been looking for.
I killed my mother yesterday.
Wow.
Wait, what?
And I will kill my father tomorrow.
No, don't do that.
God, I miss my dad.
Did you know pufferfish build sand murals at the bottom of the ocean to woo their mates?
I don't wanna die like he did.
Trapped in his pain.
I can't be alone in this.
I wanted to build a mural at the bottom of the ocean for Gloria.
I'm disintegrated.
You're all of us, Mike.
Yes.
That's why you're the hero.
I'm a hero.
Yourself, go.
Come, my son.
In your stories, when you die, you don't really die.
And when you love, you don't really love.
And it's a shame, Octavius, because the fact is you're a piece of shit.
You cheated on every woman you've ever been with and you never gave me kids.
You run away from everything.
Who even are you?
What do you see?
When will you leave me?
Let me go.
Dad?
Go.
Choose your own path.
Look around you.
Your world is fake.
It's all fake.
Only the fire is real.
Action!
Move over!
Thought our nature is dying.
Jump for us.
Only you can save the world.
Jump for us.
Save the world.
Do it for all of us.
It's who you are.
The earth is crying out, calling your name.
Wake up!
Show us who you really are.
Bitch!
Surrender, Octavius!
Jump, you pussy!
Do it for all of us!
Come on, jump!
Jump!
Jump!
Mike Tyler.
Good.
Welcome back.
How are you?
Where am I?
You are safe.
Please, join me in the kitchen.
From our chickens outside.
You must be rather...
Eat.
Please.
You rescued me?
Yes, I was tracking you from the moment you left the mine.
Those children are insane.
Yeah, they got a whole belief system, really intricate.
They created a barbaric folklore.
Their mentor, you see, was a brilliant scientist who devoted his life to studying volcanoes, but true science,
always science.
Look at me in the eyes, Mike.
Tomorrow, our volcano will blow, killing most life on the planet.
The world will be plunged into an historic darkness, an extinction event.
My daughter, Joan, thinks she can stop it.
She's delusional.
Wait a minute.
Did you say Joan's your daughter?
Yes, and like all false prophets, she created myths to answer the questions that science could not.
Encouraged by my wish of a wife, Joan concocted insane rules.
And this notion that the parents must die in order for the prophecy to be fulfilled?
Well, I don't feel it's necessary for me to die.
Why should I?
Where's the science?
Wait, is this real?
Am I...
Mike, you're not hallucinating.
I brought you here to prove to Joan that you're not her hero.
You are raw meat.
I would advise you to stay here where you'll be safe.
Then there's her brother, who's like tragically in love with her or some shit.
Oh God, he's probably dead now.
I hope he's okay.
Anyway, so they're taking Mike Tyler and Ben Bracken to a volcano, right?
So I throw him in like a sacrifice.
Close the door.
Joan!
Mike, please explain to her that you are not her hero.
I'm trying to save you from yourself.
Sir, can I please hear what she has to say?
Yes, sir.
I told you the next time I saw you would be to kill you.
You abandoned our mission.
You know you must die in order for the volcano to accept our sacrifice.
And don't tell me that you don't believe, because you did until it became inconvenient for you.
No, I didn't believe.
Yes, you did.
No, I didn't.
Yes, you did.
I am trying to save your life.
Liar!
Go outside, Mike.
Tell me what you see.
So this is all...
Fake.
No, it's a pretty forest.
He shielded himself from the truth with concrete and hydroponics.
He's rejected nature.
He left us, brainwashed our cousins, and made them slaves to science.
No, I was trying to bring all of you here to safety.
This place is a masterpiece capable of withstanding the coming catastrophe.
Pointless!
You made it out of fear.
No, I built it out of love for my family.
Wouldn't you rather have a nice toilet than to sit in the woods with bears?
The world will be reborn!
You never listened to me!
Because you're an idiot!
Can I go to the bathroom?
Yes!
It's through that door.
And there's some fresh clothes in there as well.
Thanks.
You coward.
Pathetic.
Sad.
Old man.
Good morning, C.A.A. Oliver McGregor's office, Mike Tyler calling.
I have Mike for you.
Mike?
Is it really you?
Oliver!
Thank God!
Holy shit, man, where are you?
I don't know.
Some underground bunker with a mad scientist.
It's Jonestadt, so listen.
Everybody's obsessed with this fucking volcano.
I keep saying the world's gonna end, but I'm starting to think that's not gonna happen.
Hey!
Have Mike Tyler here!
So I got two offers on the table.
One is to stay here where it's safe.
It's just not really heroic.
It's a little boring.
Almost pointless, maybe.
And then the other one, I'd be following through on the Joan Arc, which is actually really making sense to me right now, but it's a total leap of faith.
Does that make sense?
Mike, are you in a safe place?
Yes, yes, I'm safe.
No one wants to push me.
I'm fucking Zeus.
I have to choose.
Okay, listen.
You need to stay where you are, and we're gonna come get you, okay?
You're not in danger?
No.
No, I'm not in danger.
I'm the most not in danger person in the world right now.
What?
They can't push me.
I have to choose.
Mike, what's happening?
Only I can kill.
Listen.
DK called.
He loved your speech.
He wants you for the movie.
You did it.
Everyone loves you.
You stole the news.
You're a fucking star.
There's serious money to be made.
You think I care about that right now, Oliver?
This isn't about money.
It's about something much bigger.
I feel like I'm on the verge of something.
Something I'm supposed to be doing, and it's fucking scary.
What?
Look, I just don't want you to get hurt.
Yeah, I don't want to get hurt.
I don't want to get hurt.
Come home.
You've gotta come home.
Okay.
Okay.
Here's what we're gonna do.
Ready?
Can you hear me?
I'm gonna get all the way to the edge, right to the edge, and then you're gonna save me.
You gotta get a helicopter, and then right at the last minute, you swoop in and save us.
But you gotta get that image.
That image matters, so everyone can see it.
Joan will think it's real, and that can be who I am, and that'll be enough.
Mike, listen to me.
Those are not your people.
Mike, I'm your people.
You're not hearing me.
No, you're not hearing me.
You're my fucking agent.
Do your job.
I'll see you at the volcano.
Which volcano?
The Ardennes.
The one that's about to blow.
Think of what happens.
Hold on a minute.
Hold on, hold on, hold on.
The volcano
has chosen you for this moment.
My father has nothing to offer you.
Hi.
So, I thought about it, and I want to do the job.
To save the world.
But, if I'm gonna do that, you gotta let Joan go.
You will deliver my daughter to her death?
Fool!
Cort Jester!
Actor!
Release me.
The hero has made his decision.
Do not listen to her.
I will cause you back into the wild.
A goat run then.
What's a goat run?
Will come out unscathed, protected.
You'll be proven wrong.
The volcano will be proven right.
And then you will kill him.
What's a goat run?
By Joan's logic, the chosen ones are protected by magic.
Are you willing to die to prove a point to daddy?
Prepare the goat run.
What the fuck is a goat run?
An act of faith.
Please don't kill her.
She's my daughter.
The volcano won't protect her.
Whoa, whoa.
Remember, my father must burn.
No, Meg, help, help!
Are you sure about this?
Of course I'm sure.
You're going to kill her.
I can see it in your eyes.
You're ready.
We'll all die for nothing.
Run!
Kill her you ungrateful fuckwit.
Go, go, go, go, go!
No, don't.
Oh my god.
Oh my god.
You're a goddess.
You're the most beautiful thing I've ever seen.
Holy shit, Joan.
We got to get you to a hospital.
Why was I hit?
It was supposed to protect me.
How could you let that happen?
Look at the front.
Why didn't you?
I heard helicopters earlier.
Did you make contact?
Did you get help?
No.
How's she doing?
I don't believe you.
I can read you.
Joan!
Joan!
I know you know this, but Mike's not gonna jump.
He's gonna play you till he's rescued, then get a nice picture, and then what?
Huh?
You and I would die for nothing.
This guy is gonna give it all up for your little fantasy?
You need to be realistic, girl.
Face the facts.
He's a fake fucking worm.
He's gonna betray you.
He's gonna run back to Malibu to fuck somebody else's wife in his climate-controlled bed.
Don't listen to him, Joan.
He's a liar.
You think you're their fucking god?
What's the game here, huh?
Make Jesus white again?
Shut up!
Both of you, I hate you.
You shits.
My mother is dead.
My brother is dead.
I sentenced my father to die for you.
I have dedicated my life.
I have suffered in isolation.
What, you think I did this for a lie?
For a story?
Okay, okay, hey.
Remember, I have to do this.
I can't believe I'm gonna die next to a golden globe loser.
You thought you could make friends with them, huh?
You didn't think they were actually gonna kill us.
You couldn't conceive of a reality with that fucking crazy.
Those morons think they can save nature, but you don't set it through a picture or Kumbaya rituals.
You change with technology, and that's me.
Nature needs to be dominated, fucker.
Anything else is a fucking fairy tale for simps.
Fuck nature!
Oh, poor girl.
Your life was a waste.
Me, I already won.
I already saved the world.
Fuck.
Listen to me, your entire existence would be half a paragraph in the books they write about me.
I fix the problem.
I fucking win.
I fucking win.
You fucking lose.
You understand?
I live forever.
Forever.
Important lesson learned.
Yeah, just wait a second, guys.
And tell Gloria, just wait one second, please, that I'm a bumblefish, and I want to make a repainting at the bottom of the ocean, okay?
Tell her, okay?
And tell her I didn't die crying like a little bitch.
I died like a king.
Okay.
I'm not ready.
Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.
Put me down.
I'm not ready.
Put me down.
Put me down!
Help!
Mike!
Joan!
Mike, Mike.
It's not supposed to be like this.
I'm so afraid, Mike.
I'm so afraid.
I don't want to die afraid.
I will not die afraid.
Please tell me you're with me.
I'm with you.
For the fire.
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Specialists from all over the world are studying the various possibilities.
To prevent this euption.
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