Le prime 200 righe.
After the disasters,
it was as if life itself, it already stopped.
Everything burned.
Afterwards,
nothing seemed to grow again.
Nothing.
The cities died.
People looted them and ran to the sea.
But the seas had died too.
Empty...
And then, it rained again.
But the land and the people were still barren.
People died of hunger and disease, and hopelessness.
And the strong ones began killing the weak ones for scraps of food.
Those who could, flocked together in tribes
and hid in caves and secret places.
And others became like wolves,
hunting and killing anything that moved.
They were ravagers.
Falk! Oh!
Miriam. Miriam.
Mmm. I heard a gunshot.
Did you see Ravagers?
Falk?
Well, I heard... I...
Thought I heard something.
But it was in the hills.
Probably some scouts.
Come on.
I really think it's time that we moved on, Miriam.
You get him, she's yours.
What have you done?
I put the bed over there and I put the table over there.
- Do you like it? - Yeah.
I like it.
All right, okay, they're up there somewhere.
Spread out. You two go around the back.
It's good.
Good.
- Falk... - Yeah, Miriam.
I, uh, I found something today.
See? Isn't it beautiful?
Miriam...
Wha... What?
Listen, it's dry.
There's nothing.
- Nothing. - No.
Hey...
It'll be all right. It's all right.
I told you not to prowl around out there.
That's my job. Understand?
Good.
Where will we go?
Well, uh, south.
- Yeah. - Well, won't they be going south, too?
Following the Flocker tribes?
Well, uh, yes, but, uh...
We've always managed to keep ahead of them before.
I was just beginning to feel safe here.
Yeah.
Well, that's when you start going careless.
Falk,
can we go back to that place on the beach?
Beach? Why?
Maybe the fish would come back.
Oh! I told you, please,
it's no use.
The seas are poisoned.
They're poisoned.
There has to be somewhere.
Must be somewhere.
A place where there's children.
Come on!
Falk, hurry.
Get him!
I kill!
Go up the tower.
Hurry.
Come on.
The bridge. Let's go.
Cross the bridge.
Kill him!
Kill him!
Go around there.
Miriam.
Miriam.
Miriam!
Miriam!
Miriam!
Miriam!
Miriam...
Someday it will happen again.
A woman somewhere will have a child.
No, Miriam.
Look what I found.
Look at this, look at this.
Give me a kiss, honey.
Don't get wet now.
Boy from the steel mill.
We looked all over. He's long gone.
He's out there somewhere.
There's nobody alive out there.
I'll find him.
Move out!
Can we go back to that place on the beach?
Maybe the fish have come back.
It's a place called Genesis.
A place where things still grow.
It means something, Falk.
All the way to the Appellate Court.
Don't think you can get away with this.
I'll teach you how the system works.
Don't think you can avoid appeals.
Costs be damned...
I won't lose this.
No, no... I'm on my way, sir. Just on my way.
I... I'm not going to hurt you
I won't hurt you.
I don't know you, sir.
Oh, I'm... I'm just a guy looking for some food.
Uh, where are your tribe?
Oh.
Stand in front of me.
Do you know what a lawyer is?
Well, that's ancient history.
You just take me to them and I'll...
I'll talk to them.
Useless. There isn't enough. They threw me out.
Shh... Go on.
I'll talk to them.
I'll talk to them.
I'll talk to them. I'm not going to hurt you.
Come on.
There's nobody here.
They're here.
Hold it!
Hey! Hold it!
Stop! Please stop!
Listen to me!
Just listen to me for a second!
Now! Stop! Listen, this...
Halt!
Hands on your head.
Don't move!
This is a military installation.
You're trespassing.
Oh.
I... I didn't know that.
I'll just be moving along.
Hands!
"Special Order Number 18963.
"Subject: Security.
"Effective immediately.
"Any unauthorized person found trespassing on this installation
"will be regarded as a looter and a saboteur
"and executed.
"Signed,
"John C. Ogden, Colonel, United States Army, Installation Commander."
Make yourself a smoke.
Say your prayers...
Looter.
Sixty seconds.
- Now, listen, old man... - Sergeant.
Master Sergeant Cramer.
All right. Master Sergeant Cramer...
Now, shh. You just listen to me for a second, will ya?
There's no government anymore.
There's no army anymore...
There's no law anymore. Just survival.
Ten seconds.
Take your choice.
Turn your back or face the firing squad.
Sergeant.
Food.
You didn't get that belly eating grass.
You're eating food.
Yeah. Yeah.
Where do you hide it?
Follow me, Major.
Major?
Huh. What did you call me?
Follow me, Sir.
After you, Sir.
Watch your step. Watch your step.
Chair, Major.
Listen to me, Master Sergeant Cramer.
I'm not a goddamn Major. I'm a loner.
Now I'm gonna let you continue your little soldier game.
At least you've got a reason for living.
Before I go, I want you to show me...
How to use this thing.
Sergeant!
Now I'm telling you for the last time, Sergeant.
Go back to your soldier game.
Go on, move!
Major,
I know where there's people.
And music. Liquor.
- That's a kind of Flocker camp? - Yeah, yeah.
And Major, the women.
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