Jeremiah

Kurdy:
There's never been a movement that ran on hate alone that didn't run out of steam.

Liberty 'Libby' Kaufman:
Why are you winding a watch that doesn't work?

Mister Smith:
'Cause someday the world's gonna change and it'll start ticking again. I'd like to have it ready for when that day comes.

Liberty 'Libby' Kaufman:
You're such a strange man. There's so much going on inside you, you know? Like a pool of water, so still on top but if you dropped in a rock, it'll keep going on forever, never hit bottom.

Kurdy:
So, how's it going with the rest of the founding fathers?

Erin:
Ugly. I just don't think they're taking this seriously.

Kurdy:
Well, should they?

Markus Alexander:
Shouldn't they?

Kurdy:
Think about it. Everyone in there got to where they are by fighting everybody else. Now, they have pushed and pulled and bit and scratched their way into running a town. Then a couple towns and then more. And every step of the way they've had somebody trying to con 'em or take it all away. Now, you think guys like this are gonna bend over just 'cause we ask 'em to?

Erin:
I know, it's just, it's just that they...

Kurdy:
They want to believe. They do. You can see it in their eyes. For sixteen years, they fought to build something and they don't want it to end when they die. They want to believe in all of this. Just like I did when I got here. But in the outside world, it's hard to trust anybody.

Mister Smith:
I read a book once. It said that we'd reached the end of history. That everything big or important that was gonna happen had already happened. If that's true, maybe the years since the Big Death was like the world resetting itself. Now history's starting all over again. I think that's maybe why my watch started up again. There's a word in Latin for it. I heard it once a long time ago. For the time between when a king dies and the new king takes over. Inter-something-or-other.

Kurdy:
Interregnum.

Mister Smith:
That's the one. Maybe that's what the last sixteen years have been. An interregnum.

Jeremiah:
[voiceover] When I was a kid, I remember my dad saying that one man can change the world. At the time he said it, I believed him. Then the years after the Big Death, somewhere along the way, I just stopped believing.

Kurdy:
[voiceover] If one guy with a bullet could change the world in the school depository in Dallas or in a hotel in Los Angeles or Memphis, how much more could one person with an idea, the right idea, change the world?

Mister Smith:
[voiceover] Today, this day, the world would change forever. Not because of the clash of armies, not in the currency of bomb blasts or body counts, but through the proper application of the only force that matters. The only power that even God respects. The truth.

Kurdy:
[looks around the pilgrims' camp] It's kind of nice.

Jeremiah:
Yeah, it's nice. This kind of nice makes me worry. It usually means somebody wants something from ya. Trust me. I've been hustled before by guys like this.

Kurdy:
You know, Jeremiah, my mom used to say there are two kinds of people - those who kiss and those who offer the cheek.

Jeremiah:
I don't get it.

Kurdy:
Look...

Jeremiah:
I mean, you know, nothing against your mom. It's just I, uh, I don't get that.

Kurdy:
Oh, forget it. She also said there are two types of kids. See, you give a kid a big, old box full of crap, and some kids are gonna see only the crap because that's what they're used to seeing, so they walk away. But the other type of kid sees that crap, dives in and starts digging like crazy 'cause he figures if theres that much crap, there's got be a pony in there somewhere. [smiles]

Jeremiah:
So your mom said "crap".

Constance:
The Great Death was not the off switch. It was the reset button. This is not about endings. This is about beginnings.

David:
So you don't believe in God?

Jeremiah:
Let's just say we had a little falling out. I don't bother him, he doesn't bother me. Works fine for both of us.

David:
Yes, I can tell. Look, if you're thinking that I'm going try to convert you to anything, I'm not. Anybody here can believe or not believe anything they want. You just have to believe in something, even if it's just the hope that tomorrow will be better than the day before. You don't even have to believe in God, but to go to war with God, from what I've heard, that never ends well for anyone.

Constance:
[stopping Kurdy, who is about to confront strangers who punched David, the pilgrims' leader] No. In order to stay, we've all taken a vow of non-violence.

Kurdy:
You're kidding.

Constance:
David doesn't believe in violence.

Kurdy:
Oh yeah? well, what about when violence believes in him?

Constance:
He prays... a lot.

Jeremiah:
It's nothing personal. It's just...

David:
You don't trust me.

Jeremiah:
I don't trust you.

David:
How is that not personal?

Jeremiah:
Every time someone drags God into the conversation, it's because they want something. It's a con, it's a hustle, or worse. So excuse me if I look at all you've got going on here, and I wonder what it is that you're really up to.

David:
You know, a few centuries ago, people went on pilgrimages all the time to testify to their belief, to encourage hope, to receive absolution. They expected miracles, and they got them.

Jeremiah:
I believe in miracles a lot less than I believe in whatever it is that you're selling.

David:
[chuckles] Why? It's a new world. The rules have changed. Technologically, we've been plunged back into the middle ages. Right? Maybe, that's the only place where miracles are possible. Maybe, God stopped appearing because He got tired of all the noise. Maybe he only appears when the world is quiet enough to pay attention. Either way, I know we will find our miracle at the end of our journey. Tell me something. Do you believe that there's hope for a better world, Jeremiah?

Jeremiah:
Yeah. Yeah, I do.

David:
Well then, like it or not, you and me and God - we're all on the same side.

Kurdy:
[reads from his unfinished poem to the pilgrims] I wear hope around my neck like a noose. It's loose enough for me to breathe when I need to get me through the day. And, with each swagger and sway, comes a new belief that there's a new relief around the way. So I keep going, halfway knowing it's just a trick my mind likes to play so I don't quit. Or is it? Maybe, I'll never know. Maybe I'll never go past the dreaming that there's more, the scheming that what I'm searching for is seemingly reminiscent to the folklore that there's a garden paradise where I can settle and never have to leave. Where I can [closes eyes] breathe deep breaths and exhale with abandon. Maybe that paradise is wherever I'm standing... tall, [opens eyes but no longer looking at his notes] believing in myself, that I can conquer all the sadness and all the madness, and have a ball wherever I go. Could that be the paradise I'm looking for? Maybe. Maybe I'll never know.

Kurdy:
Constance, what if you get to this place, and - I'm not saying this for sure, I'm just asking - but what if we get there and nothing happens? I mean no big, white ship, no golden sail coming out of the sky.

Constance:
Faith means believing in impossible things.

Kurdy:
But what if the impossible really is impossible?

Constance:
Do you know how many people we've reached on the road, touching them with our dream? What happens to us doesn't matter. What matters is we made our journey, kept faith with ourselves.

Kurdy:
I guess that's all that really matters for everybody, huh?

Constance:
[nods head] Mm. At the end of it all, this isn't about God. It isn't about the road, and it isn't even about the big, white ship. It's about believing that miracles are possible. Because of what we're doing, thousands of people believe who didn't believe before, and they'll get their miracle no matter what... because a world without miracles isn't worth saving.

Interrogater:
Would you like something to drink?

Markus Alexander:
Yeah.

Interrogater:
In return, will you give us the names of the other individuals involved in your attempt to overthrow the United States government?

Markus Alexander:
There is no United States government. There hasn't been one in fifteen years.

Interrogater:
This place is the government. The lawfully established seat of power...

Markus Alexander:
This place is a bad memory. This place is a testament to everything that was wrong with the old world. A triumph of brute force over basic humanity.

Interrogater:
Does it make it easier for you to think of us in that way?

Markus Alexander:
Easier? No. More honest? F**k, yeah.

General Waverly:
This is gonna hurt, Jeremiah, but it's for the good of the country.

Norad Guy:
Why is it so important for you to find Kurdy anyway?

Mr. Smith:
Because if I don't, he'll die.

Norad Guy:
Oh, yeah? Says who?

Mr. Smith:
God.

Norad Guy:
God? Don't believe in Him.

Mr. Smith:
Neither did I, but I don't think He noticed.

Erin:
So, how long do we have?

Lee Chen:
The Big Death spreads by touch. Moves like wildfire. Starts with nausea, dizziness, vomiting, lesions and bruising around the joints. Then, madness, dementia, blindness. The internal organs liquify. And then death. Total time involved, 2 to 3 days.

Kurdy:
The Big Death's comin' to Valhalla!

[talking to an image of God, a facsimile of Michelangelo's famous "Creation of Adam" painting on the ceiling of the Sistine Chapel]

Jeremiah:
Are you happy? Are you satisfied now? I mean, that's the way it works, isn't it? You set us up. You take someone like him, you give him hope, just so you can take it away again? What did he ever do to you? What did any of us ever do to you? What did the whole f***ing world do to you, that we deserve all of this? I mean, come on, the locusts and the death of the first-born wasn't good enough for you anymore so now it's the death of the eldest? The death of heroes? You know what? F*** you. Because we're not just gonna lay down and die down here. You want to finish off the job? Come down here! Do it yourself. You send the Angel of Death, you better give him one hell of a big sword, because I tell you what, we are gonna kick his ass all the way back to the great white f***ing throne. And then we're coming for you. We're coming for you.

[first lines]

Shashona:
[standing in front of door to Thunder Mountain, arms spread wide] Miqu? Tah-Goov!

Captain Iron:
I am Captain Iron and I will use my powers only for good, never for evil. I will fight injustice wherever I find it. I will help those who cannot help themselves. I am a spirit of justice and I am a spirit of vengeance and I will kick the ass of the unrighteous. I will be gentle, for the world is hard, and I will be caring, for the world is harsh, and I will be strong and I will endure pain and I will die bravely and I will make it all better again, so that the children will never have to look up in pain and wonder why they lost so much. Why so many had to die. Why they are still even alive because [pauses] because no one should ever have to ask that question.

Jeremiah:
Amen.

Shashona:
Just one thing though: Does this buckskin make my ass look fat?

Jeremiah:
No, that is one fine-lookin' Native American ass.

Shashona:
My ass and I thank you.

Jeremiah:
You and your ass are welcome. Good luck, Shashana.

[last lines]

Jeremiah:
[stopping truck on road] It was right here, you remember?

Kurdy:
What?

Jeremiah:
You asked me if one guy could make a difference, could change the world.

Kurdy:
Yeah, so?

Jeremiah:
[nods at boy at top of hill wearing Captain Iron outfit, who throws a salute to Jeremiah] Next time you oughta be more careful about what kinds of questions you ask.

Kurdy:
You really think that's an answer?

Jeremiah:
It'll do for now.

[first lines]

Jeremiah:
Markus, it's not like we're complaining.

Kurdy:
'Cause we would never do that, Markus.

Jeremiah:
No, we wouldn't, because we *love* what we do - being out 16 days in a row, in the rain, in the snow, in the mud. We live for that.

Kurdy:
Makes my nipples hard just thinking about it.

Markus Alexander:
Thanks for the image.

Kurdy:
Don't blame me for your charisma malfunction.

Jeremiah:
This place that Theo calls the End of the World, does it go by any other names?

Simon:
Yeah, it does, but I'm not gonna...

Jeremiah:
Is one of them Valhalla Sector?

Simon:
No. How do you... how do you know the name of Valhalla Sector?

Jeremiah:
[to Smith] Okay. Here it is. You want to know what I want? I want to see God. I want to see him, face to face. Him, Her, It, whatever. Just to look Him right in the eye and ask him, "Why'd you screw things up?" And then I'd tell him, face to face, he's a thug, monster, hypocrite. He's a killer. And I'll spit right in His eye.

Lee Chen:
[to Markus] Me? I find trust something of a narcotic. In small doses, it's relatively harmless. You just don't wanna mainline it.

Kurdy:
[referring to the town where all its people were murdered by cyanide poisoning] What happened to Mayfair?

Vernon Diggs:
They rebelled.

Jeremiah:
Against the rules about touching?

Vernon Diggs:
They made sex lawful again.

Kurdy:
Well, sure. Legalize sex, next thing you know people start smiling.

Jeremiah:
You Rachel?

Rachel:
Depends who's asking.

Jeremiah:
I'm, uh, Jeremiah. This is Kurdy and this is Mister Smith.

Rachel:
Mister Smith?

Kurdy:
It's a long story.

Mister Smith:
No, it's not. It's a proper name. First name Mister, last name Smith. Not a title. See? Max, seven seconds.

Jeremiah:
Rachel...

Rachel:
Miss Rachel.

Kurdy:
See what you started?

Mister Smith:
Is it my fault that I'm a trend-setter?