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Little Plum, I follow Bell on an adventure ~ "The Wilderness Hunter Resurrection"
Ivory 2022-03-17 09:01:02
If you can’t stand and act, let’s act on your stomach. If you’re not happy, let’s play 123 Wooden People. If you’re not satisfied with the lines, let’s just spit out and gasp out. You can’t play it well, right? Then let’s fight with the bear and ask if you are dead? If it doesn't work, 55555 buddy, I'm really out of luck. I really want me to die for you to see? You said this time that you only frowned and got constipated, didn’t you? But elder brother, we just want to see your reaction from the inside to the outside. Don’t we want you to leave this and the elders to take an adventure with Bell? Is this requirement too high? In addition to you, the younger brothers who can stand and know how to speak without breathing, all play better than you. . . . I doubt if the director was sent by the monkey to make me trick me, he paralyzed me at the beginning of the scene and made me lie still, not talking, not working with people and fighting with bears, I rely on you to play What about me, I guess this time I'm going to be slapped and yellowed again. The buddies are dead for nothing! Good luck to me~~~~~~~~~~.
Extended Reading
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John Fitzgerald: You all right there kid? Your head in the right place?
Bridger: I guess... I can't help thinking about whether we did the right...
John Fitzgerald: No! Ain't our place to wonder. The good Lord got us on a road whether we choose it or not.
John Fitzgerald: My pop, he weren't a religious man, you know? If you couldn't grow it, kill it, or eat it, he just plain old didn't believe in it, that was it. And this one time he head on up the old Saba hills... San Saba hills? He joined a couple Texas Ranger buddies of his to hunt you know? pretty routine, he done it like a hundred times before, should have been a three-day kill but, on the second day, it all went fucked. Somehow that night he lost his buddies, and to top it off, them Comanches went and took the horses so, he was starving and delirious... and he crawls up into this mott, this... this group of trees out in the middle of nowhere just sticking up in this ocean of scrub and he found religion. At that moment he told me... he found God. And it turns out that God... He's a squirrel. Yea. A big, old meaty one. "I found God" he used to say. "And while sitting there and basking in the glory and sublimity of mercy... I shot and ate that son of a bitch".
John Fitzgerald: Yeah. You might want to close your eyes kid.
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Toussaint: [in french] Bring me the girl! Those five horses weren't for free!