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(Ā dialogueĀ promptsĀ takenĀ fromĀ furiosa: a mad max storyĀ (2024),Ā directedĀ byĀ georgeĀ miller.Ā feelĀ freeĀ toĀ editĀ andĀ changeĀ asĀ youĀ seemĀ fit.Ā )Ā
ā as the world falls around us,Ā how must we brave its cruelties? ā
ā we should go back now. ā
ā i'll come with you. ā
ā the stars be with you. ā
ā who's coming for us? ā
ā who do we have here? ā
ā what do they call you? ā
ā now, you have had a hard day, haven't you? you must be exhausted. ā
ā there's only one thing i need you to do and that is rest. ā
ā you don't have to say a word, i promise. ā
ā tomorrow, i'll take you home. ā
ā keep an eye on her, keep her safe. ā
ā i'm not gonna leave you. ā
ā whatever you have to do, however long it takes, promise me youāll find your way home. ā
ā no, no, no. donāt look away. we mustnāt look away. ā
ā why would you run from me? ā
ā youāre gonna have to show me who you are. ā
ā you donāt have to watch if you donāt want to. ā
ā you may wanna close your eyes. ā
ā you will rule with me in the splendor of a new wasteland. ā
ā iām afraid for you, sweetheart. really afraid. ā
ā youāre all fools for coming here. ā
ā when things go bonkers, you have to adapt. ā
ā she looks nothing like you. ā
ā she has her motherās perfections, and none of my deficiencies. ā
ā sheās perfect. not like the genetic absurdities you have for sons. ā
ā would you like to stay here in the citadel? ā
ā if i let you stay and you grow to become a strong, healthy woman, you could become one of our wives. ā
ā no! sheās not for sale, sheās mine. ā
ā you behave, iāll behave. ā
ā where have i seen you before? ā
ā we're going to build ourselves a war rig. ā
ā he done the most runs on the fury road. and brung back the booty every time. ā
ā eyes left. theyāre flanking us. ā
ā youāre going to pull over and get out. ā
ā where did you think you were going? ā
ā there is nowhere else. this is the wasteland. wherever you thought you were going does not exist. ā
ā i lost my convoy. i lost my crew. iām gonna have to start again. and iām driving off thinking i ought to start with you. ā
ā you may be raw, but you have about you a purposeful savagery. ā
ā you give me time, iāll teach you everything you need to know about road war. ā
ā if you survive everything we take on together, youāll have all the skills you need to get wherever you wanna go. ā
ā keep it. youāll need it. ā
ā for you. for your travels. youāre done here. youāre free to go. ā
ā food, water, wheels, whatever you need. i'll help you put it together. give me a couple of days. ā
ā i want what you want. a full belly...Ā and a fistful of bullets for a tank of gas. ā
ā weāre not leaving without our tankers full of gas. ā
ā you wanna get out of here, follow me. ā
ā letās kill him. right now. ā
ā this place at the end of your map of secrets... where is it? ā
ā i wanna help you find this place. wherever it may be. ā
ā there is no hope! not for them, not for you! certainly not for me! ā
ā itās the price we all pay to survive in the wasteland. we cannot be soft! ā
ā stay! youāll find peace here. ā
ā if you find him, heās mine. ā
ā gentlemans, itās time. time to do war. ā
ā here, no time for long goodbyes. weāve done some mighty things together. goodbye. ā
ā youāve found me. ā
ā you could have necked me in the night, but you didnāt. ā
ā i have nothing. i am nothing. ā
ā you crawled out of a pitiless grave, deeper than hell. and only one thingās gonna do that for you. and not hope. hate. ā
ā no shame in hate. it's one of the great forces of nature. ā
ā so... this is the day i die. iāve always wondered how. ā
ā my childhood. my mother. i want them back. ā
ā i'm right there, iām right there with you. i too craved nothing but revenge. ā
ā if the shooter goes around the back, the shootee wonāt know the precise moment of the execution. ā
ā what you want, dear, are my cries of anguish. anguish without end. and if i could give you that, i would. ā
ā if you canāt do me quick, youāll have to do me slow. ā
ā iāve been waiting for someone like you, someone worthy of me. ā
ā no honor, no rule of law to sort things out. just two evil bastards out here in the wasteland. ā
ā you do this, you do this right, you become me. ā
ā i am nothing like you. ā
ā you are me. already dead. ā
ā to feel alive, we seek sensation. any sensation to wash away the cranky black sorrow. ā
ā the question is... do you have it in you to make it epic? ā