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JOURNAL ARCHIVE: Posted by H.V.O.M at 6:00 AM Thursday, October 07, 2010
Here comes 'Four.'
Watching again now the DVD for the 2007 "I Am Legend" the scene with the helicopters just before they seal off the island of Manhattan reminds me of another one of the series of imaginative thoughts I was having in the past week or longer. I think this was happening last weekend. It's hard to say precisely when that was happening because as I write this I am really not certain of the day of week currently. I want to say, without looking it up, today is Friday but I think today is Thursday. So anyway, there is a person here in the Seattle area that is going to be informed that a helicopter will be sent to transport that person out of the area just at the point when the zombies begin to turn into the monsters, for lack of a better description of their impending demise. I was thinking a lot about that. The operative detail was that person was informed by that person's handler than the transition would begin in the next hour or so and that person would only be safe if in close proximity to my physical presence. The reason is that the zombies are telepathic and only my mental consciousness will repel them so if that person is near me then I am some kind of shield that will keep that person from being attacked by the infectious zombies. So I thought through how we would maintain contact while we waited for the zombies to turn and I thought through a great many details such as how even traveling through the building was dangerous because, as I was thinking about, after those zombies turned, they gained superhuman strength and they are about four times faster than any human currently. The objective was for me to travel with that person to that field over by the post office near here and that was where the helicopter would arrive and pick up that person while I would stay here. I thought over how we should stop at that auto parts store and grab some goggles because the helicopter would kick up a lot of dirt in that field as it hovered. After that, I was supposed to drive up to the mall in Lynnwood where I would stay for seven days and there would be some people there to secure the location for my arrival and then they would leave by helicopter. The zombies would stay at least fifty yards from my physical presence so there was no real danger to me personally from then and every single human that stays in this area after the infection begins would become infected except for me. After seven days, I was supposed to leave the mall and I had to walk by foot because I was not allowed to drive because they did not want me showing up on satellite photos and since the zombies don't drive automobiles then the automobile I was driving would stand out in surveillance. So I had to walk and I was walking to that area where the three antennas are located on the hill above Seattle and I would stay there for the duration.
I imagined how there would be something close to two million zombies that would, incredibly after they had all turned into zombies within forty eight hours, converge on downtown Seattle and they would all pack into the buildings and the streets and they would all stay there while they entered some kind of inactive state. At some point, one third of those two millions zombies would eat another one third of that overall group and then the other one third would eat that one third, leaving one third of the original two millions zombies and that group would be some kind of superzombie group. They can't swim thought so as small groups of them begin to scout out into the country from their base in Seattle, they won't be able to cross over rivers. Unless they learn to swim.
[JOURNAL ARCHIVE 07 October 2010 excerpt ends]
JOURNAL ARCHIVE: Posted by H.V.O.M at 11:02 PM Monday, October 31, 2011
God, that is what is happening to me now.
I would find the idea easy to state that during that five-year period I was convinced I was the living embodiment of Thomas Reagan that I knew somewhere deep in my mind that was not true. So I won't dwell on that too much because what would really now be the point of saying "I knew it." I can think of some examples of thoughts I had that were consistent with a tiny part of my mind that I guess was trying to resist that overpowering force in my mind confusing me about my true identity.
The dialog referenced below is written from my perspective when I become a time traveler and begin traveling backwards in time.
I write about that notion now because I have been thinking in the past few minutes and longer about the impending zombie apocalypse that will literally emerge first on this planet here in King County Washington State. I was thinking about how my power of resistance to those zombies will be primarily in the fact that I will be invisible to their zombie senses. To them, I will be no different than a tree or if I am walking around then I am no different than an automobile that has no person at the wheel or sitting in the car while it rolls along the road. I will also have another self-defense mechanism in that my presence will divert away the zombies. The necessity of that self-defense mechanism is that it keeps me from getting trapped someplace that is surrounded by a large pack of zombies. For instance, if there are non-infected human beings inside the building I am in, in downtown Seattle, for instance, then there is the possibility that ten thousand zombies could congregate along every door and window of that building and even though the zombies cannot sense my presence I would still be trapped in the building. So if I come close the zombies then they will divert away from my presence.
Also, the virus or whatever it is that causes the zombie outbreak to literally happen here in King County Washington State will change over time. The second stage is airborne and the non-infected human beings contract the plague by breathing the air that contains the plague delivery mechanism. Then, after a point has been reached where the number of literal zombies exceeds a certain number then the plague delivery mechanism becomes transmitted by the telepathy of the brains of the zombies. Other than me, no one in King County Washington State can hide from the zombies after that point.
[JOURNAL ARCHIVE 31 October 2011 excerpt ends]
http://www.chakoteya.net/StarTrek/76.htm
Requiem For Methuselah [ Star Trek: The Original Series ]
Stardate: 5843.7
Original Airdate: 14 Feb, 1969
SPOCK: You were born?
FLINT: In that region of earth later called Mesopotamia, in the year 3834 BC, as the millennia are reckoned. I was Akharin, a soldier, a bully and a fool. I fell in battle, pierced to the heart and did not die.
JOURNAL ARCHIVE: Sunday, May 08, 2011 Posted by H.V.O.M at 11:15 PM
I have thought several times about a dream I had before waking up earlier today in the morning. I think about it again now, especially considering how my dreams are relevant to observations I made later in the day after having the dream, after watching on television the scene I reference now. The scene only lasted for probably a second or two of dreaming but I have thought of it several times today because of the good feeling I had during the dream. I cannot recall how it started out but the part I remember is that I seemed to be entering an office building and I got a pass to clip to my uniform shirt and I had full access to the building. What I did though is sit in a chair in the lobby, which I can only partially visualize and I could have gone on in but I was just sitting there watching people enter and leave and I think that is what I wanted to do. I looked at my watch. I cannot recall the precise time I saw in the dream but my watch might have read 12:38 PM. I sat there for a while and if I would have wrote about this dream back in early 2006 I would have wrote about how the narrator was talking to me in the dream but in the dream, no one spoke to me during that series of scenes. There almost seemed to be comments about why I was sitting there when I could go in to the office area and I had full access to that building. I was wearing a United States military uniform in the dream and after waking up I decided I was wearing a dress white United States Marine Corps officers uniform that is no longer in service. The uniform was very similar to the United States Navy officers ceremonial dress uniform but what I read earlier today is that uniform was phased in 1998, or maybe 2000. So anyway I was clearly wearing a United States military uniform and I got up from the chair in the lobby and I started walking through the office section and I was very glad to be there. I have been left with the sense all day about how I was back home. I have also been thinking that was some kind of office that I worked out of and that is here in the United States and I had been gone for a while and I was glad to be back and I was walking around and no one had realized yet that I was back. That was how the dream ended. I was walking around through the office and I noted that someone I knew didn't work in the same place. I was going somewhere specific but that was where the dream ended and I woke up and I think that was when I got up out of bed.
But anyway, as I read back through the scene I remember that before that scene was something about me being trapped in someplace that seemed to be a deep well. I was aware that I was perched on a surface and there was very dark water just below me in reach and I was worried about what was under that surface. But I was definitely trapped in a well, a long vertical cylinder of a wall made of stones and there seemed to be just enough lighting to see my surroundings. At one point I caught a frog. I was keeping it because I might have had to use it for food. But I didn't have to because I was only trapped down there for eight days without food and water and I didn't want to eat the frog, which was the only source of possible food that presented itself to me during that time I was trapped in the well. So then the part in the office building seemed to happen.
[JOURNAL ARCHIVE 08 May 2011 excerpt ends]
http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0199753/quotes
IMDb
Red Planet (2000)
Quotes
Dr. Quinn Burchenal: Short time to live, long time to wait.
http://www.springfieldspringfield.co.uk/movie_script.php?movie=red-planet
Springfield! Springfield!
Red Planet (2000)
I tried to stop him.
JOURNAL ARCHIVE: From: Kerry Burgess
Sent: Tuesday, February 14, 2006 12:44 PM
To: Kerry Burgess
Subject: Sleep journal 2/14/06
Everything had been going so right one day, and then the next, everything just started going so wrong. It seemed as soon as I touched home soil again, everything just started falling apart. I was standing there and for the first time in my life, at least that I was aware, I felt lonely. I had been alone a lot in my life to that point, but this was the first time I could really label the feeling. That lonely experience and that terrifing experience are similar in some ways but dissimilar in other ways. The loneliness I felt that day after returning home was just sort of a peak I guess, a new level of an emotion that I had felt many times in my life but never really understood. The terror feeling on the hand, was pretty new. The lonely experience just produced a scar, while the terror feeling, I don't know what the result of that experience is, maybe to reinforce my desire to maintain peace in my life, of which people have been trying to drive me away from, although why they want to provoke me I don't know.
[JOURNAL ARCHIVE 14 February 2006 excerpt ends]
http://www.springfieldspringfield.co.uk/movie_script.php?movie=red-planet
Springfield! Springfield!
Red Planet (2000)
This can't be possible. What the hell is going on here?
From 1/30/1963 ( premiere US TV series episode "The Virginian"::"The Man Who Wouldn't Die" ) To 12/20/1994 ( in Bosnia as Kerry Wayne Burgess the United States Marine Corps captain this day is my United States Navy Cross medal date of record ) is 11647 days
From 11/2/1965 ( my birth date in Antlers Oklahoma USA and my birthdate as the known official United States Marshal Kerry Wayne Burgess and active duty United States Marine Corps officer ) To 9/22/1997 is 11647 days
From 8/1/1971 ( premiere US film "The Omega Man" ) To 9/22/1997 is 9549 days
From 11/2/1965 ( my birth date in Antlers Oklahoma USA and my birthdate as the known official United States Marshal Kerry Wayne Burgess and active duty United States Marine Corps officer ) To 12/25/1991 ( as United States Marine Corps chief warrant officer Kerry Wayne Burgess I was prisoner of war in Croatia ) is 9549 days
From 6/17/1960 ( premiere US TV series episode "The Twilight Zone"::"The Mighty Casey" ) To 5/7/1992 ( the first launch of the US space shuttle Endeavour orbiter vehicle mission STS-49 includes me Kerry Wayne Burgess the United States Marine Corps officer and United States STS-49 pilot astronaut ) is 11647 days
From 11/2/1965 ( my birth date in Antlers Oklahoma USA and my birthdate as the known official United States Marshal Kerry Wayne Burgess and active duty United States Marine Corps officer ) To 9/22/1997 is 11647 days
[ See also: http://hvom.blogspot.com/2016/08/the-omega-man.html ]
[ See also: http://hvom.blogspot.com/2016/10/extinction-2015.html ]
http://www.tv.com/shows/timecop/a-rip-in-time-37912/
tv.com
Timecop Season 1 Episode 1
A Rip in Time
Aired Monday 8:00 PM Sep 22, 1997 on ABC
AIRED: 9/22/97
http://www.presidency.ucsb.edu/ws/index.php?pid=54652
The American Presidency Project
William J. Clinton
XLII President of the United States: 1993 - 2001
Remarks to the 52d Session of the United Nations General Assembly in New York City
September 22, 1997
Mr. President, Secretary-General, distinguished guests: Five years ago, when I first addressed this Assembly, the cold war had only just ended, and the transition to a new era was beginning. Now, together, we are making that historic transition.
Behind us we leave a century full of humanity's capacity for the worst and its genius for the best. Before us, at the dawn of a new millennium, we can envision a new era that escapes the 20th century's darkest moments, fulfills its most brilliant possibilities, and crosses frontiers yet unimagined.
We are off to a promising start.
http://www.springfieldspringfield.co.uk/movie_script.php?movie=red-planet
Springfield! Springfield!
Red Planet (2000)
I came up here to forgive you.
Yeah? Well, screw you. I don't need forgiveness from a pussy like you. Get out of here.
http://www.tv.com/shows/the-twilight-zone/the-mighty-casey-12619/trivia/
tv.com
The Twilight Zone Season 1 Episode 35
The Mighty Casey
Aired Unknown Jun 17, 1960 on CBS
Quotes
(Opening Narration)
Narrator: What you're looking at is a ghost, once alive but now deceased.
http://transcripts.cnn.com/TRANSCRIPTS/1510/14/sitroom.02.html
CNN
TRANSCRIPTS
THE SITUATION ROOM
Disturbing Police Video; Off and Running; Jerusalem Under Siege; Trump to Host 'SNL'. Aired 18-19:00p ET
Aired October 14, 2015 - 18:00 ET
(BEGIN VIDEO CLIP)
[18:30:15] UNIDENTIFIED MALE (singing): You know our wings will make you happy. You know our wings will fill you up. If you want a place where you love chicken wings, yes, Donald Trump's Hot Wings.
(END VIDEO CLIP)
(COMMERCIAL BREAK)
[18:35:12] BLITZER: We're back are our political commentators. Ana, Donald Trump, as you now know, will host "Saturday Night Live" November 7. That's only three weeks or so. I want to play for you and for our viewers a sketch from the last time he hosted "SNL." This was back in 2004. Watch this.
(BEGIN VIDEO CLIP)
DONALD TRUMP (R), PRESIDENTIAL CANDIDATE: Cock-a-doodle-doo, folks. I'm Donald Trump, and there's two things in the world I love: a good deal and a good meal. So when I drove by a defunct Meineke muffler shop in Inglewood, New Jersey, I knew what I had to do. I had buy it on the cheap and convert it into a restaurant specializing in buffalo chicken wings. So I did.
And it's the most important thing I've ever done in my entire life. So please, join me at Donald Trump's House of Wings.
http://www.springfieldspringfield.co.uk/view_episode_scripts.php?tv-show=the-simpsons&episode=s02e18
Springfield! Springfield!
The Simpsons
Brush with Greatness
[ Professor Lombardo: ] Marge, please. I don't take praise very well! Oh! Another triumph!
http://www.springfieldspringfield.co.uk/movie_script.php?movie=timecop
Springfield! Springfield!
Timecop (1994)
Charges are compounded by your current|status as a time enforcement officer.
Does the defendant|have any statement?
http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0111438/quotes
IMDb
Timecop (1994)
Quotes
Eugene Matuzak: [after catching Ricky with virtual reality porn] Damn it, Ricky, I catch you fucking this machine again, I'll break your neck.
Ricky: Sorry, chief.
Max Walker: Looks like safe sex to me.
http://www.springfieldspringfield.co.uk/movie_script.php?movie=timecop
Springfield! Springfield!
Timecop (1994)
It's really disappointing.
A smart woman|would call Bobby...
and give him|some advice.
http://www.springfieldspringfield.co.uk/movie_script.php?movie=timecop
Springfield! Springfield!
Timecop (1994)
How far back have you come?
http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0111438/quotes
IMDb
Timecop (1994)
Quotes
Irish Cop: Poor bastard. Tomorrow might have been a brighter day.
http://www.springfieldspringfield.co.uk/movie_script.php?movie=timecop
Springfield! Springfield!
Timecop (1994)
Guess what else?|You're gonna give it to me.
You all remember|Dr. Hans Kleindast...
the Nobel Laureate who helped us|during the space program?
http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0111438/quotes
IMDb
Timecop (1994)
Quotes
Palmer: [Points a gun at Max] Don't tell anyone I killed you, I'm on bail.
http://www.springfieldspringfield.co.uk/view_episode_scripts.php?tv-show=dead-like-me&episode=s01e01
Springfield! Springfield!
Dead Like Me
s01e01
Miss? Miss? You You said no one could see me.
Before you joined the ranks of the undead.
Order before she thinks you're retarded.
Uh what he's having.
Mm-hm.
I'm still having trouble with this whole "Why me?" issue.
You filled someone's quota.
JOURNAL ARCHIVE: September 14, 2006
JOURNAL ARCHIVE: 9/14/2006 11:41 AM
I was feeling especially homesick this day last year. It is quite remarkable when I look back and see what I wrote considering what I am now thinking. But it also reminds me of unpleasant reality too. It was only a few days later that they kicked me out of here to the Pioneer Square gulag. I didn’t protest that much because, well, my head was still pretty screwed from almost dying from that bowel obstruction.
[JOURNAL ARCHIVE 14 September 2006 excerpt ends]
JOURNAL ARCHIVE: From: Kerry Burgess
To: Kerry Burgess
Sent: Fri, March 24, 2006 2:04:11 PM
I like my doctor at UW. I don't remember her name, but I saw her again at the VA. I always felt good around her.
[JOURNAL ARCHIVE 24 March 2006 excerpt ends]
JOURNAL ARCHIVE: 11/2/2006 1:08 PM
Those vague “memories” of people joking about the dead Challenger astronauts probably reflect the interrogation by the Libyans in 1986. The drugged me up to the point of hallucination, and then started to pretend they were Americans who then tormented me, trying to break my resistance.
[JOURNAL ARCHIVE 02 November 2006 excerpt ends]
JOURNAL ARCHIVE: 11/30/06 11:17 AM
As I looked at this image, I started to think about how much smaller the astronaut on the left looks from the astronaut on the right. It could be because the one on the right is closer to the camera or it could be because the astronaut on the left is me when I was ten years old.
http://www.hq.nasa.gov/alsj/a11/a11f1101754.jpg
JOURNAL ARCHIVE: 11/30/06 11:35 AM
The astronaut on the left is 21 units tall and the astronaut on the right is 25 units tall. The left shadow is 23 units and the right shadow is 32 units at least, but I wonder if the terrain is affecting those shadows.
[JOURNAL ARCHIVE 30 November 2006 excerpt ends]
JOURNAL ARCHIVE: 11/30/06 2:17 PM
According to my calculations, the astronaut on the left was 80% as tall as the astronaut on the right. And I am now thinking the terrain was flat and the appearance of a slope was actually produced by the lunar soil being disturbed which created darker areas. Anyway, if the astronaut on the right was 6 feet tall, the left astronaut would be about 4.8 feet tall.
[JOURNAL ARCHIVE 30 November 2006 excerpt ends]
JOURNAL ARCHIVE: 11/30/06 2:56 PM
And here now I sit, in a prison, by myself, blocked from going home by cowards, a stunning demonstration of the greed and cowardice of those spectator leechs, a stunning demonstation of the cowards that leech off the daring. Here are years of testimony, I am now convinced, that humans are fundamentally bad.
[JOURNAL ARCHIVE 30 November 2006 excerpt ends]
JOURNAL ARCHIVE: From: Kerry Burgess
Sent: Thursday, August 15, 2013 3:15 PM
To: 'L1 - The Homestead'
Subject: RE: Desiree from The Homestead!
Hi Desiree,
The drive back here to Renton was just as interesting as the drive out there yesterday. After driving a car for the first time in over 8 years I find that I don’t really miss it that much. Especially the gas prices!
That other apartment does interest me.
Is that another one that is presently occupied?
Same time for move-in?
I know that I’ll sleep much better on the top floor. I have a sunken floor now here in Renton and I get up many times during the night looking around corners.
[JOURNAL ARCHIVE 15 August 2013 excerpt ends]
JOURNAL ARCHIVE: Posted by H.V.O.M at 11:02 PM Monday, October 31, 2011
The necessity of that self-defense mechanism is that it keeps me from getting trapped someplace that is surrounded by a large pack of zombies.
[JOURNAL ARCHIVE 31 October 2011 excerpt ends]
http://www.tv.com/shows/futurama/a-tale-of-two-santas-101320/trivia/
tv.com
Futurama Season 4 Episode 2
A Tale of Two Santas
Aired Wednesday 10:00 PM Dec 23, 2001
Quotes
Leela: Santa's a robot, so we should be able to destroy him with a logical paradox. Bender, you'd better cover your ears.
Santa: Holy night! Intruders!
Leela: Hold it, Santa! Consider this: You are programmed to destroy the naughty, but many of those you destroy are in fact nice. I submit to you that you are naughty and, logically, you must destroy yourself.
Santa: Nice try. But my head was built with paradox-absorbing crumple-zones.
From 9/27/2013 To 7/31/2015 is 672 days
From 11/2/1965 ( my birth date in Antlers Oklahoma USA and my birthdate as the known official United States Marshal Kerry Wayne Burgess and active duty United States Marine Corps officer ) To 9/5/1967 ( premiere US TV series "N.Y.P.D." ) is 672 days
From 3/16/2013 ( the untimely demise of Kerry Burgess 2005 ) To 7/31/2015 is 867 days
From 11/2/1965 ( my birth date in Antlers Oklahoma USA and my birthdate as the known official United States Marshal Kerry Wayne Burgess and active duty United States Marine Corps officer ) To 3/18/1968 ( United States Congress Pulic Law 90-269 repeals the requirement for a gold reserve to back US currency ) is 867 days
http://www.imdb.com/title/tt3467412/releaseinfo
IMDb
Extinction (2015)
Release Info
USA 31 July 2015
JOURNAL ARCHIVE: - posted by H.V.O.M - Kerry Wayne Burgess 10:35 PM Pacific Time Spokane Valley Washington USA Thursday 15 September 2016 - http://hvom.blogspot.com/2016/09/youre-coming-with-us-arent-you-colonel.html
JOURNAL ARCHIVE: From: Kerry Burgess
Sent: Thursday, January 17, 2013 10:09 AM
To: 'Chad Trammell'
Subject: Nailed nailed NAILED!
http://en.wikiquote.org/wiki/Arthur_C._Clarke
Wikiquote
Arthur C. Clarke
Sir Arthur Charles Clarke
Clarke's Third Law: Any sufficiently advanced technology is indistinguishable from magic.
[JOURNAL ARCHIVE 17 January 2013 excerpt ends]
From 1/17/2013 to 2/15/2013 is 29 days
From 2/15/2013 to 3/16/2013 ( --- ) is 29 days
[JOURNAL ARCHIVE 15 September 2016 excerpt ends]
http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1274586/quotes
IMDb
Dying of the Light (2014)
Quotes
Evan Lake: What in the name of Jesus Christ nailed to the cross are you doing here?
http://www.springfieldspringfield.co.uk/movie_script.php?movie=extinction
Springfield! Springfield!
Extinction (2015)
What do you think?
I think you don't need my dad's help
to go into town.
You, when you were a kid,
did you know how to add and subtract?
Well, not much.
I tell you what, not much now neither.
http://www.e-reading.org.ua/bookreader.php/80261/King_-_The_Stand.html
Stephen King
The Stand - The Complete & Uncut Edition
Chapter 38
George McDougall lived in Nyack, New York. He had been a teacher of high school mathematics, specializing in remedial work. He and his wife had been practicing Catholics, and Harriett McDougall had borne him eleven children, nine boys and two girls. So between June 22, when his nine-year-old son Jeff had succumbed to what was then diagnosed as “flu-related pneumonia,” and June 29, when his sixteen-year-old daughter Patricia (and oh God she had been so young and so achingly beautiful) had succumbed to what everyone—those that were left—was then calling tube-neck, he had seen the twelve people he loved best in the world pass away while he himself remained healthy and feeling fine. He had joked at school about not being able to remember all his kids’ names, but the order of their passing was engraved on his memory: Jeff on the twenty-second, Marty and Helen on the twenty-third, his wife Harriett and Bill and George, Jr., and Robert and Stan on the twenty-fourth, Richard on the twenty-fifth, Danny on the twenty-seventh, three-year-old Frank on the twenty-eighth, and finally Pat—and Pat had seemed to be getting better, right up to the end.
George thought he would go mad.
He had begun jogging ten years before, on his doctor’s advice. He didn’t play tennis or handball, paid a kid (one of his, of course) to mow the lawn, and usually drove to the corner store when Harriett needed a loaf of bread. You’re putting on weight, Dr. Warner had said. Lead in the seat. No good for your heart. Try jogging.
So he had gotten a sweatsuit and had gone jogging every night, for short distances at the start, then longer and longer ones. At first he’d felt self-conscious, sure that the neighbors must be tapping their foreheads and rolling their eyes, and then a couple of the men that he had only known to wave to when they were out watering their lawns came and asked if they could join him—probably there was safety in numbers. By that time, George’s two oldest boys had also joined in. It became a sort of neighborhood thing, and although the membership was always evolving as people dropped in and dropped out, it stayed a neighborhood thing.
Now that everyone was gone, he still jogged. Every day. For hours. It was only when he was jogging, concentrating on nothing more than the thud of his tennis shoes on the sidewalk and the swing of his arms and his steady harsh respiration, that he lost that feeling of impending madness. He could not commit suicide because as a practicing Catholic he knew that suicide was a mortal sin and God must be saving him for something, so he jogged. Yesterday he had jogged for almost six hours, until he was completely out of breath and almost retching with exhaustion. He was fifty-one, not a young man anymore, and he supposed that so much running was not good for him, but in another, more important way, it was the only thing that was any good.
So he had gotten up this morning at first light after a mostly sleepless night (the thought that played over and over in his mind was: Jeff-Marty-Helen-Harriett-Bill-George-Junior-Robert-Stanley-Richard-Danny-Frank-Patty-and-I-thought-she-was-getting-better) and put on his sweatsuit. He went out and began to jog up and down the deserted streets of Nyack, his feet sometimes gritting on broken glass, once leaping over a TV set that lay shattered on the pavement, taking him past residential streets where the shades were drawn and also past the horrible three-car crash at the Main Street intersection.
He jogged at first, but it became necessary to run faster and faster to keep the thoughts behind him. He jogged and then he trotted and then he ran and finally he sprinted, a fifty-one-year-old man with gray hair in a gray sweatsuit and white tennis shoes, fleeing up and down empty streets as if all the devils of hell were after him. At quarter past eleven he suffered a massive coronary thrombosis and fell down dead on the corner of Oak and Pine, near a fire plug. The expression on his face was very like gratitude.
http://www.springfieldspringfield.co.uk/movie_script.php?movie=interstellar
Springfield! Springfield!
Interstellar (2014)
How long you think it's been up there?
Delhi Mission Control went down,
same as ours...
...ten years ago.
- Heh.
So for ten years?
- Why did it come down so low?
- I don't know.
Maybe the sun cooked its brain
or it was looking for something.
- What?
- Give me a large flatblade.
Maybe some kind of signal? I don't know.
http://www.tv.com/shows/nypd/shakedown-174384/
tv.com
N.Y.P.D. Season 1 Episode 1
Shakedown
Aired Tuesday 9:30 PM Sep 05, 1967 on ABC
A blackmailing ring that specializes in extorting money from homosexuals is the subject of an investigation by Lt. Mike Haines and his detectives, Jeff Ward and Johnny Corso.
AIRED: 9/5/67
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Springfield! Springfield!
Extinction (2015)
about a few weeks ago, we...
We hooked up
with about a dozen others...
and created a three-car convoy.
We heard a radio broadcast
out of this valley...
and thought
that maybe things weren't so bad here.
Why did you leave your house?
Because...
that was no longer living.
I mean, we're human beings.
What about you?
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- posted by H.V.O.M - Kerry Wayne Burgess 02:29 AM Pacific Time Spokane Valley Washington USA Monday 31 October 2016
