Post by Ayen on Aug 29, 2012 16:26:59 GMT -6
Agent Morrison: This is a matter of National Security. We need to ask you a couple of questions.
Agent McNeil: Who are you and where do you hail from?
Miracle: I can't tell you... it's a matter of National Security.
Miracle: Why do you sound sad? Have faith. I'll be delivered out of the hands of the wicked.
Miracle: I-I'm in a demon? (Inside of a car as the engine sounds)
Agent Trevers: What can you tell me then?
Miracle: I can tell you if I'm not brought back to my world it will mean death for you and your people.
Agent Trevers: And how's that? What would happen to our world if we allowed you to stay?
Miracle: Trust me... You don't want to know.
Agent Trevers: For all we know you're lying to us.
Miracle: Why would I lie? I am little more than a child with not just the clothes on my back. What then do I have to gain from deceiving you?
Miracle: Is it not your duty to ensure they return from which they came? If not for their sake than your own? Or is it that your duty is of selfish ambition?
Miracle: Why are you whispering?
Miracle: What's a jet?
Obama: My name is Barack Obama and I would like to welcome you to the United States of America. I hope the FBI haven't roughed you up too badly.
Dr. Wallace: You know you're quite fortunate. Many kids your age would kill to meet the president.
Miracle: Kill? Why I'd never.
Dr. Wallace: Be sure to buckle up once you're seated.
Miracle: I don't know how.
Dr. Wallace: I can turn on the radio if you want.
Miracle: Radio?
Miracle: There are people inside the radio! We have to save them! What if they're starving?
Laura: About time you got home. I was beginning to think DC life has swept you away.
Dr. Wallace: You kidding? Nothing could keep me away from you. Especially not a bunch of old guys in suits.
Miracle: I would like very much to try this 'drinking straw' you speak of.
Laura: (About Salad) It's good for you, Miracle. Look. (Tries some of her Salad) Mm. So good.
Miracle: I intend to finish everything on my plate, Ms. Wallace. You've no need to lie.
Miracle: If your intent is to keep from scaring me, I assure you, you can't.
Laura: Oh my god, I love this song. Such a lovely place (Such a lovely place). Such a lovely face. Plenty of room at the Hotel California. Any time of year (Any time of year) You can find it here.
Police Officer: Where did you get all of this bread?
Miracle: From God.
Laura: Miracle, do you mind telling me where you got the bread, hon? You didn't have it in the car.
Miracle: God. I got the bread from God and I used it to feed the others.
Police Officer: You see my problem, ma'am?
Miracle: Yes. You have no faith.
Miracle: You leave your poor to starve on the street and your law enforcement reprimands you when you feed them. Why?
Laura: It's not that simple, Miracle. We can't just go around feeding the poor like this.
Miracle: I did.
Miracle: I thought this was supposed to be a nation under God?
Miracle: No it wouldn't and allowing it to exist in this world unchallenged is a far greater risk than killing it.
Laura: The same could be said about you, could it not?
Miracle: Oh Lord, give me strength. As you raised your sword up against Leviathan, allow me to raise my sword up against the dragon of the skies and clip his wings so I may strike him down. In the name of Jesus Christ, I pray. Amen.
Agent McNeil: Who are you and where do you hail from?
Miracle: I can't tell you... it's a matter of National Security.
Miracle: Why do you sound sad? Have faith. I'll be delivered out of the hands of the wicked.
Miracle: I-I'm in a demon? (Inside of a car as the engine sounds)
Agent Trevers: What can you tell me then?
Miracle: I can tell you if I'm not brought back to my world it will mean death for you and your people.
Agent Trevers: And how's that? What would happen to our world if we allowed you to stay?
Miracle: Trust me... You don't want to know.
Agent Trevers: For all we know you're lying to us.
Miracle: Why would I lie? I am little more than a child with not just the clothes on my back. What then do I have to gain from deceiving you?
Miracle: Is it not your duty to ensure they return from which they came? If not for their sake than your own? Or is it that your duty is of selfish ambition?
Miracle: Why are you whispering?
Miracle: What's a jet?
Obama: My name is Barack Obama and I would like to welcome you to the United States of America. I hope the FBI haven't roughed you up too badly.
Dr. Wallace: You know you're quite fortunate. Many kids your age would kill to meet the president.
Miracle: Kill? Why I'd never.
Dr. Wallace: Be sure to buckle up once you're seated.
Miracle: I don't know how.
Dr. Wallace: I can turn on the radio if you want.
Miracle: Radio?
Miracle: There are people inside the radio! We have to save them! What if they're starving?
Laura: About time you got home. I was beginning to think DC life has swept you away.
Dr. Wallace: You kidding? Nothing could keep me away from you. Especially not a bunch of old guys in suits.
Miracle: I would like very much to try this 'drinking straw' you speak of.
Laura: (About Salad) It's good for you, Miracle. Look. (Tries some of her Salad) Mm. So good.
Miracle: I intend to finish everything on my plate, Ms. Wallace. You've no need to lie.
Miracle: If your intent is to keep from scaring me, I assure you, you can't.
Laura: Oh my god, I love this song. Such a lovely place (Such a lovely place). Such a lovely face. Plenty of room at the Hotel California. Any time of year (Any time of year) You can find it here.
Police Officer: Where did you get all of this bread?
Miracle: From God.
Laura: Miracle, do you mind telling me where you got the bread, hon? You didn't have it in the car.
Miracle: God. I got the bread from God and I used it to feed the others.
Police Officer: You see my problem, ma'am?
Miracle: Yes. You have no faith.
Miracle: You leave your poor to starve on the street and your law enforcement reprimands you when you feed them. Why?
Laura: It's not that simple, Miracle. We can't just go around feeding the poor like this.
Miracle: I did.
Miracle: I thought this was supposed to be a nation under God?
Miracle: No it wouldn't and allowing it to exist in this world unchallenged is a far greater risk than killing it.
Laura: The same could be said about you, could it not?
Miracle: Oh Lord, give me strength. As you raised your sword up against Leviathan, allow me to raise my sword up against the dragon of the skies and clip his wings so I may strike him down. In the name of Jesus Christ, I pray. Amen.