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| thistle salad - 000390 - anna bloom wakes up | Trace Flood: A strong enough magician with a god's knowledge behind him could remake the world-
/ Trace Flood: Turn the clock back to when the gods could stand on their own, even. Before the wars. / Trace Flood: Before Empire. Now, their tribes are scattered, their blood is thin, their nation sundered.... http://thistlesalad.com/thistle000390.htm |
| thistle salad - 000391 - [son of the son] | Drae: Heart, soul and mind-- between you and your vapid half-sister, there is almost one human being. / [[Danny Relston finishes dressing]]
/ Drae: That is my penance for destroying your father. Pray you do not fail me as he did. / Danny Relston: I thought dragons were extinct, http://thistlesalad.com/thistle000391.htm |
| thistle salad - 000392 - the broken thread | [[A woman with a prosthetic hand rings a doorbell.]] / [[She's got more than just the one prosthetic hand- this is Ginger, and most of her limbs have been replaced.]]
/ Ginger: Good morning! I'm here about the job opening. / Servant 1: Miss, I'm afraid that you'll find we have no--
/ Ginger: If it's... http://thistlesalad.com/thistle000392.htm |
| thistle salad - 000393 - the broken thread | [[Ginger has bluffed her way into the midst of a mansion]]
/ Man: This is preposterous!
/ Ginger: I have to agree. For starters, you've dressed them for the wrong century. And they're 'eating' off of empty plates. / Ginger: This is a very clumsy illusion, child. I suggest you drop it so we can talk. / Voice... http://thistlesalad.com/thistle000393.htm |
| thistle salad - 000394 - big tiger | John Rask: Hey. This is a private conversation.
/ Soldier 1: Yeah, you wanna talk, talk normal, right? Our language.
/ Soldier 1: This could be a plot, Bill, a trap. / Cybil Lattimer: No.
/ [[It is apparent her attention is elsewhere. Behind the men, the horned princess is watching.]] / Soldier 2: You... http://thistlesalad.com/thistle000394.htm |
| thistle salad - 000395 - big tiger | [[close up on the arrowhead, as the princess presumably prepares to kill the soldier threatening Cybil Lattimer]] / Cybil Lattimer: ...please... / [[John Rask moves faster- his foot is resting on Soldier 1's shoulder...]]
/ Soldier 1: ah
/ John Rask: I think you owe the young lady an apology. / [[John... http://thistlesalad.com/thistle000395.htm |
| thistle salad - 000396 - big tiger | [[Cybil examines the fallen man]]
/ Cybil Lattimer: I think he'll be okay.
/ John Rask: Pity. / [[Shot of empty tree- the princess has vanished]] / John Rask: I could have broken his neck if only he'd been gracious enough to be facing the other way. / [[Cybil Lattimer looks on in horror as Soldier 2... http://thistlesalad.com/thistle000396.htm |
| thistle salad - 000397 - big tiger | [[Cybil Lattimer catches an unconscious John Rask as he falls]] / Cybil Lattimer: What's wrong with you people? / Solider 2: Nothin's wrong with us, girl. It's just human nature to learn your lessons from the blunt end of a weapon. http://thistlesalad.com/thistle000397.htm |
| thistle salad - 000398 - big tiger | [[Cybil is kneeling by the bodies of two unconscious men now; Soldier 1 and John Rask.]]
/ Cybil Lattimer: And what lesson was it that he was to learn? / Soldier 2: Let me see... Ben there has learned not to underestimate a man just because he's blindfolded and bound, Rask has learned not to attack us... http://thistlesalad.com/thistle000398.htm |
| thistle salad - 000399 - big tiger | Cybil Lattimer: Do you think this is a plot then, like your friend does? / Soldier 2: Seriously? No. You're far too young, too white and too female to be someone Rask would associate with.
/ [[He offers her a hand to help her up]] / [[Close up on their hands clasping.]]
/ Soldier 2: Nice ring. / Cybil... http://thistlesalad.com/thistle000399.htm |
| thistle salad - 000400 - prison planet | Grace Warfield: What's with the ruckus?
/ [[a crowd is gathering in the prison yard behind Haviland Stewart.]] / Tom Amala: Stewart, you're a doctor- Lohr's having one of his fits.
/ Haviland Stewart: ? / [[Tom pulls Haviland along behind him]]
/ Haviland Stewart: Wait- You MORON- / [[Tom is shouldering... http://thistlesalad.com/thistle000400.htm |
| thistle salad - 000401 - other people's sins | [[John Diondel carries the sleeping child in his arms]]
/ Victori Carslyle: W-who is she?
/ John Diondel: Something both the ladies I serve want. Colonel Alexander went through a great deal of trouble acquiring her. And my anonyomous benefactor brought you here to get us out.
/ John Diondel: I must get... http://thistlesalad.com/thistle000401.htm |
| thistle salad - 000402 - other people's sins | [[John is carrying a child in his arms as he and Victori Carslyle navigate their way through DEEP's fortress.]]
/ Soldier: Lord Diondel!
/ John Diondel: I rather thought this hallway seemed strangely deserted. Where are the other guards? / Soldier: Sir? There's been a riot in the prison level- Didn't--
/ John... http://thistlesalad.com/thistle000402.htm |
| thistle salad - 000403 - other people's sins | [[John Diondel throws the still sleeping(?) Michelle in Victori Carslyle's direction]]
/ John Diondel: Hold this. / [[John examines the soldier that Victori has.... um... disabled?]]
/ John Diondel: Well, I admire your gift for metaphor. But you could have simply shot him.
/ Victori Carslyle: I'm- I'm... http://thistlesalad.com/thistle000403.htm |
| thistle salad - 000404 - other people's sins | [[Michelle has opened her eyes... there's something wrong with them.]]
/ Victori Carslyle: Did you- just- just kill that man? / John Diondel: No. Though that would have perhaps been a kinder fate. I have merely imprisoned him within this wall. / Victori Carslyle: That's horrible!
/ John Diondel: Is it?... http://thistlesalad.com/thistle000404.htm |
| thistle salad - 000405 - armageddon girl | Victori Carslyle: I'm done with this. Let's go back to base and get ourselves reassigned.
/ Tiffany Rose: I don't think it works that way, Victori. / [[Jetta Zarfos standing at a pay phone.]]
/ Jetta Zarfos: Yeah, hi, I'm looking for a Mrs. Tabitha Cannon? / [[Yellow pad with a list of possible contacts.]]
/ Jetta... http://thistlesalad.com/thistle000405.htm |
| thistle salad - 000406 - prison planet prologue | [[Thelma Mitzen and some other guy from the White City are standing in Haviland Stewart's kitchen at three in the morning asking for a favor.]]
/ Thelma Mitzen: Look, can I speak freely?
/ Haviland Stewart: I don't see -- / Haviland Stewart: Ah. In front of Lisa. / Haviland Stewart: I could try sending... http://thistlesalad.com/thistle000406.htm |
| thistle salad - 000407 - prison planet prologue | [[Thelma tries to hand Haviland some papers, he won't take them.]]
/ Thelma Mitzen: Right. Well. Anyway, instant oblivion is only the best case scenario. There are some theories that-- / Haviland Stewart: Theories? I don't care what the theories are. You won't let them end the world in order to find... http://thistlesalad.com/thistle000407.htm |
| thistle salad - 000408 - prison planet prologue | [[Haviland puts his coffee cup on the kitchen table. Thelma, in the midst of a pile of paperwork, looks over at him.]]
/ Thelma Mitzen: Nice lecture, Prof. Now, are you going to throw us out, or are you going to help me? / [[Haviland doesn't answer, but his lenses switch from green back to black - with... http://thistlesalad.com/thistle000408.htm |
| thistle salad - 000409 - prison planet prologue | Haviland Stewart: Actually, 'conscorting' is a pretty accurate depiction of- / Thelma Mitzen: Yes! This was all going far too smoothly. Go on, Haviland-- it's a perfect opportunity for you to mortify me in front of one of my peers. / Haviland Stewart: Fair enough. / [[Close up on Lisa Stewart's blank... http://thistlesalad.com/thistle000409.htm |
| thistle salad - 000410 - armageddon girl | [[Victori Carslyle and Tiffany Rose (in uniform) are walking away from the graveyard]]
/ Victori Carslyle: Um, Tiffany? I've been meaning to ask- you couldn't have worn something-- less conspicuous?
/ Tiffany Rose: I'm not worried. My whole life no one's ever looked twice at me. / [[Juni Ellis is getting... http://thistlesalad.com/thistle000410.htm |
| thistle salad - 000411 - anna bloom wakes up | [[Anna Bloom stands terrified as the horned man/ thing that's been killing her husband's bodyguards moves towards her--]] / [[And past her-- towards the house and the lighted window where her sister Eliza is.]] / [[Close up on Anna's eyes, wide and worried.]] / [[The horned figure gazes up at the... http://thistlesalad.com/thistle000411.htm |
| thistle salad - 000412 - the green door | Izzy Ursula Cutter: I just keep going over it in my mind, you know?
/ Patricia Stone: Going over what? / Izzy Ursula Cutter: My last day in the real world. / Izzy Ursula Cutter: I mean, if I hadn't taken that money from my mom's purse, if I hadn't skipped school--
/ Patricia Stone: Kid, it's not- this... http://thistlesalad.com/thistle000412.htm |
| thistle salad - 000413 - the green door | [[Izzy Ursula Cutter and Patricia Stone in some unreal, other world]]
/ Patricia Stone: Dammit, Izzy, it isn't your fault!! / [[A grown up Izzy starts out of her dream]]
/ Lt. Izzy Ursula Cutter: Gah! / Kim Banner: [[on the wrong side of the fence]] um- you okay, Lieutenant?
/ Lt. Izzy Ursula Cutter:... http://thistlesalad.com/thistle000413.htm |
| thistle salad - 000414 - the green door | Lt. Izzy Ursula Cutter: Late night?
/ Kim Banner: mm! / Lt. Izzy Ursula Cutter: [[swearing]], you look like shit, Banner. I'd ask about your boyfriend but somehow I doubt he's hurting nearly as bad as you are. / Kim Banner: What did you just-- / Lt. Izzy Ursula Cutter: Do I need to repeat myself? That... http://thistlesalad.com/thistle000414.htm |
| thistle salad - 000415 - anna bloom wakes up | [[Anna Bloom faces the monster rampaging her husband's garden.]]
/ Anna Bloom: I know you're here to kill my husband and his household. And maybe some other day I'd've let you do it - / [[Anna faces horned figure]] But my sister is in that house tonight and I will not let you pass. / [[half-panel of... http://thistlesalad.com/thistle000415.htm |
| thistle salad - 000416 - prison planet | [[Night. We only see dialogue balloons for the first two panels.]]
/ Mariah: Can we wrap this up? You know how I hate being out at all hours.
/ Albert Dross: You always have to do this, don't you? Okay. Fine. You want to call this off, fine. It wasn't my idea in the first place. Let's go home. / Mariah:... http://thistlesalad.com/thistle000416.htm |
| thistle salad - 000417 - prison planet | [[Mariah examines a young woman who apparently has fallen out of the sky.]]
/ Mariah: She's not badly hurt- most likely she simply dropped from exhaustion. / Albert Dross: Probably been hounded all the way from the Eastern front.
/ Mariah: From one stonghold to another. I don't envy her the trip. / Albert:... http://thistlesalad.com/thistle000417.htm |
| thistle salad - 000418 - prison planet | [[Mariah is kneeling over the unconscious girl's body, Albert is standing behind her and wants to leave.]]
/ Albert Dross: Come on, Mariah. We've wasted enough time here.
/ Mariah: One more minute won't hurt anything. / Albert Dross: Just because you can't die don't mean you can get careless.
/ Mariah:... http://thistlesalad.com/thistle000418.htm |
| thistle salad - 000419 - prison planet | Mariah: How do you feel about the name 'Dawn'?
/ Albert Dross: You have to be freaking kidding me! Why can't you do the smart thing for once and leave well-- / Mariah: [[Snatching the unlit cigarette from his mouth]] And if I'd left you where I found you, Albert Dross?
/ Albert Dross: Hey! / [[Albert... http://thistlesalad.com/thistle000419.htm |
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