No Such Thing

I'm...

Not the monster I used to be.

I admit that.

I'm tired.

I'm weaker.

I'm losing my memory.

And I can't sleep.

Still, these friends of yours...

Well, they're dead now. I...

I tore all three of them to pieces,

and tossed the whole mess off the cliffs out back.

Let the vultures fight over what's left.

This is ridiculous.

I try to withdraw,

I retire,

I hide,

but still you find me out.

Even in my dreams.

Polluting my solitude.

Filling the air itself with your unending and pointless noise.

Go ahead, kill me!

Try it!

Try to be offended by my mere existence, you stupid fucking morons!

But don't send these flattering lackeys

with their cameras and their tape recorders.

Callous and shortsighted henchmen,

talking to me like I was a goddamn child!

Shit.

The time it takes to kill these idiots, it's...

It's depressing.

I can't go on like this.

If you won't come and kill me,

well, then I'll have to kill you.

Every last one of you.

Yes,

you win.

Or it shall be.

I am awake again and put upon.

And then, well,

silence.

Unless...

Oh, fuck.

Ah, fuck off.

Newsroom. Please hold.

Margaret, that's Associated Press on line five.

Okay. Thank you.

You're late.

I'm 20 minutes early.Yeah, well, so what?

Here, go make some coffee.

There's a world of bad news out there, ladies and gentlemen.

A world of bad news.

All we need to do is get our hands on the worst of it,

the very worst news possible.

Fred, what have you got on the national scene?

The federal government's still on strike.

Old. Old, old.

The nation's already forgotten the government's on strike.

They're not impressed.

Has the President shot himself yet?

Rumors are unsubstantiated.

Well, substantiate them.

Domestic terrorist activities are up 60 percent in the past two weeks.

Interesting. A little ahead of the curve, though, isn't it, Tom?

How many dead?TOM: Hundreds.

Sad, but not catastrophic.

Judy, what about international?

Genocide in Eastern Europe. Economic collapse in Japan. The Middle East, of course.

Bootleg nuclear arms being sold by the Russian Mafia to both Pakistan and India.

Climatic irregularities continue, it's snowing in Johannesburg.

This is all last week's news. It's filler.

Random facts to pad out the end of a show.

What do we have here in town? What's happening down at City Hall?

The Mayor has sold Lower Manhattan to a major Hollywood studio.

Well, okay, sure.

That will fill air time till at least tomorrow afternoon.

Maybe by then, the President will have done something drastic.

Have there been protests?

Violent demonstrations in all five boroughs.

Okay. Cop an attitude about it, but not one we can't change tomorrow.

Come down hard on the Mayor.

Careful, boss. Same Hollywood studio owns this television network.

...stupid...

Oh, sorry.

What is it, Beatrice?

A clue has surfaced as to the disappearance of our TV crew in Iceland.

What TV crew?

We sent them there two months ago to investigate the legend of a monster

said to exist beneath an abandoned U.S. missile silo

near an isolated northern village.

The local authorities searched for them but found nothing.

What turned up?

A tape from the sound recordist. One of our envelopes, look.

What's on it?

Someone claiming to have killed them.

Killed who?

Our crew.

Really?

Tell me more, Beatrice.

The cameraman was my fiance.

Really?

Oh, God. Oh, I'm sorry.

Nevertheless, I think we should follow this up. This has got potential.

You know, we need to do these human interest pieces from time to time.

Can it be me?

Can what be you?

Can I be the one to go and investigate the disappearance of the TV crew?

You?

God, Beatrice. Who'll make the coffee in the morning?

I went to college. I studied journalism.

Look. You're very young, this could be dangerous.

You know, three young men have gone missing out there already.

Think of your family.

I don't have a family.

My mom died last year, and she was all that I had in that way.

Besides Jim.Jim?

My fiance.Oh.

Jim.

I see. Sorry.

Please.

Dear Jim.

It was real difficult to get a taxi to the airport

because some terrorists had threatened to blow up the bridges

leading out of Manhattan.

So I tried to take the subway.

But a religious group had set off nerve gas on the train,

and we were evacuated before I even got ten blocks.

Luckily I was given a ride by two guys in a truck.

They were demolition experts,

and said they weren't afraid of terrorists, religious people or anybody.

They seemed happy and relaxed

and looked forward each day to destroying things for a living.

Waiting on line at the airport,

I saw two men get caught trying to smuggle radioactive materials out of the country.

It's like my mom used to say,

the world's a dangerous and uncertain place.

A few moments here and there of selflessness and affection

are about as good as life gets.

I'm sorry, miss, but your flight's been re-routed.Oh.

You'll have to fly to Brussels first and make a connecting flight to Lisbon.

And from Lisbon, pending further notice,

you'll be able to fly directly to Reykjavik, Iceland.

Thank you.

Thank you.

I wish you could've known my mom, Jim.

She would've thought the world of you.

Still,

I can't stop writing these letters to you.

It keeps you alive, somehow.

You need help, don't you?

Final boarding for Flight 167 to Brussels.

Passengers traveling on Flight 167 to Brussels,

please proceed to gate 9-A immediately.

Please have your boarding card and passport ready.

Final boarding for Flight 167 to Brussels.

Passengers traveling on Flight 167 to Brussels,

please proceed to Gate 9-A immediately.

Please have your boarding card and passport ready.

Once again, final boarding for Flight 1...

You've gotta hurry up, miss.

They're holding the plane for you. Go, go.

So what happened?

Airliner crashed into the Atlantic last night.

Oh, my.The Boss wants an expose on the air

by 6:00 this evening.

Did anyone survive?

I doubt it.

Come on, Judy, it's gotta be somebody's fault.

What's the airline saying?

They're withholding comment pending further investigation.

Fred, I want the names of everybody on that flight.

And I want a camera crew in the home of every parent, child and relative

you can get your hands on by lunch time.

Margaret, if you start crying, you're fired.

Beatrice.

She was on that flight.

Pull yourself together, Margaret.

This plane was headed to Brussels. We sent Beatrice to...

Where?Iceland.

Iceland. Yes, of course. We sent Beatrice to Iceland.

It was re-routed.

Why didn't we know that?

Yes, yes. Yes, I speak English.

Yes, Potemkin.

Coordinate, 4572 west,

3850 north.

Yes, have located survivor.

Request assistance now.

What is it?

They found someone.

She sustained multiple fractures, three broken ribs, severe concussion.

Both her legs are broken. She has much internal bleeding.