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THE LAST OF US
USA, 2023
Creators/Writers/Showrunners
Craig Mazin
Neil Druckmann
Directors
Craig Mazin
Neil Druckmann
Peter Hoar
Jeremy Webb
Jasmila Žbanić
Liza Johnson
Ali Abbasi
EMIL CIORAN
In every man sleeps a prophet, and when he wakes there is a little more evil in the world.
GEORGE ORWELL
1984
The Party seeks power entirely for its own sake. We are not interested in the good of others; we are interested solely in power, pure power. What pure power means you will understand presently. We are different from the oligarchies of the past in that we know what we are doing. All the others, even those who resembled ourselves, were cowards and hypocrites.
The German Nazis and the Russian Communists came very close to us in their methods, but they never had the courage to recognize their own motives. They pretended, perhaps they even believed, that they had seized power unwillingly and for a limited time, and that just around the corner there lay a paradise where human beings would be free and equal. We are not like that. We know that no one ever seizes power with the intention of relinquishing it.
Power is not a means; it is an end. One does not establish a dictatorship in order to safeguard a revolution; one makes the revolution in order to establish the dictatorship. The object of persecution is persecution. The object of torture is torture. The object of power is power.
LEWIS BLACK
Tragically, I Need You
They think we're going back to normal. They're saying that.
Is going back to normal have Steve Bannon in the White House? Is that normal? Steve Bannon. Does that make sense? Why would you have him in the White House. Why would you have him in the White House. That I don't understand. I don't want to look at Steve Bannon. Steve Bannon looks exactly what I feel like when I'm hungover.
Would you put Kellyanne Conway back in the White House? Is that normal? Kellyanne Conway is someone you hire to kill your daughter's cheerleading rival.
JOHN WATERS via DIVINE
"Female Trouble"
I got lots of problems
Female Trouble
Maybe I'm twisted
Female Trouble
They say I'm insane
But I don't care
Go ahead
Put me in your 'lectric chair
I got lots of problems
Female Trouble
Maybe I'm twisted
Female Trouble
Hey, spare me your morals
Look, everyone dies
What pleases me
Is homicide
I got lots of problems
Female Trouble
Maybe I'm twisted
Female Trouble
Oink! Oink! Oink! Oink!
I'm berserk!
I like it fine!
As long as I'm…
Grabbing a headline
Ah-ha-ha, yeah!
I got lots of problems…
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Carl Maria von Weber
OBERON, or THE ELF KING'S OATH, J 306 (1826)
John Eliot Gardiner
Hillevi Martinpelto, Jonas Kaufmann, Steve Davislim, Frances Bourne, Roger Allam, Charlotte Mobbs, Marina Comparato, Lindsay Wagstaff, Mark Dobell, William Dazeley, Katherine Fuge, Charlotte Mobbs
Orchestre Révolutionnaire et Romantique
Monteverdi Choir
ROBERT FROST
"North of Boston"
I had for my winter evening walk-
No one at all with whom to talk,
But I had the cottages in a row
Up to their shining eyes in snow.
And I thought I had the folk within:
I had the sound of a violin;
I had a glimpse through curtain laces
Of youthful forms and youthful faces.
I had such company outward bound.
I went till there were no cottages found.
I turned and repented, but coming back
I saw no window but that was black.
Over the snow my creaking feet
Disturbed the slumbering village street
Like profanation, by your leave,
At ten o'clock of a winter eve.
-
RAINER MARIA RILKE
"The Neighbor"
Strange violin, are you following me?
In how many distant cities already
has your lonely night spoken to mine?
Do hundreds play you? Or does one?
Are there in all great cities
such as without you would
already have lost themselves in the rivers?
And why does it always happen to me?
Why am I always neighbor to those
who fearfully force you to sing
and to say: Life is heavier
than the heaviness of all things?
M.D. Herter Norton translation
WALL OF VOODOO
"Shouldn't Have Given Him a Gun for Christmas"
(aka "A MAGAt's Christmas")
There's been snow covered Christmases
And ones just of rain
Of smoked hams and warm bread
And shiny toy trains
And though they've always been different
They've all been the best
Yet there's one I remember
More tenderly than all the rest
It all began with Uncle Jack
He made a crack and wouldn't take it back
Dad was drinking, he got sore
There was a flash, and a crash
It took the manger on the floor
Shouldn't have given him a gun for Christmas
Shouldn't have given him a gun, gun, gun
Shouldn't have given him a gun for Christmas
Look what Daddy has done, done, done!
He put two slugs into the neighbor's door
And kicked upon a raging scene
The plastic baby Jesus he blew to smithereens
I can't think about the nine year old
Who only seems ten
And how he went on cavelling to the doors of now dead man, oh
Shouldn't have given him a gun for Christmas
Shouldn't have given him a gun, gun, gun
Shouldn't have given him a gun for Christmas
Look what Daddy has done, done, done!
O Tannenbaum, o Tannenbaum
Wie treu sind deine Biätter!
Du grünst nicht nur zur Sommerzeit
Nein, auch im Winter, wenn es schneit
O Tannenbaum, o Tannenbaum
Wie treu sind deine Biätter!
Of course I could have been pizzas and all that but-
Oooo, yeah!
Shouldn't have given him a gun for Christmas
Shouldn't have given him a gun, gun, gun
Shouldn't have given him a gun for Christmas
Look what Daddy has done, done, done!
Music and Lyrics by Andy Prieboy and Marc Moreland
CAROL GRISHAM HALL
"Hard Candy Christmas"
Hey, maybe I'll dye my hair
Maybe I'll move somewhere
Maybe I'll get a car
Maybe I'll drive so far they'll all lose track
Me, I'll bounce right back
Maybe I'll sleep real late
Maybe I'll lose some weight
Maybe I'll clear my junk
Maybe I'll just get drunk on apple wine
Me, I'll be just
Fine and dandy
Lord, it's like a hard candy Christmas
I'm barely getting through tomorrow
But still I won't let
Sorrow bring me way down
I'll be fine and dandy
Lord, it's like a hard candy Christmas
I'm barely getting through tomorrow
But still I won't let
Sorrow bring me way down
Hey, maybe I'll learn to sew
Maybe I'll just lie low
Maybe I'll hit the bars
Maybe I'll count the stars until dawn
Me, I will go on
Maybe I'll settle down
Maybe I'll just leave town
Maybe I'll have some fun
Maybe I'll meet someone and make him mine
Me, I'll be just
Fine and dandy
Lord, it's like a hard candy Christmas
I'm barely getting through tomorrow
But still I won't let
Sorrow bring me way down
I'll be fine and dandy
Lord, it's like a hard candy Christmas
I'm barely getting through tomorrow
But still I won't let
Sorrow bring me way down
I'll be fine and dandy
Lord, it's like a hard candy Christmas
I'm barely getting through tomorrow
But still I won't let
Sorrow bring me way down
'Cause I'll be fine
I'll be fine
Oh, I'll be fine
As recorded by Dolly Parton.
SALMAN RUSHDIE
The Satanic Verses
On winter nights he, who had never slept beneath more than a sheet, lay beneath mountains of wool and felt like a figure in an ancient myth, condemned by the gods to have a boulder pressing down upon his chest; but never mind, he would be English, even if his classmates giggled at his voice and excluded him from their secrets, because these exclusions only increased his determination, and that was when he began to act, to find masks that these fellows would recognize, paleface masks, clown-masks, until he fooled them into thinking he was okay, he was people-like-us.
THOMAS HARDY
"In Tenebris I"
"Percussus sum sicut foenum, et aruit cor meum."
Psalm 102
Wintertime nighs;
But my bereavement-pain
It cannot bring again:
Twice no one dies.
Flower-petals flee;
But, since it once hath been,
No more that severing scene
Can harrow me.
Birds faint in dread:
I shall not lose old strength
In the lone frost's black length:
Strength long since fled!
Leaves freeze to dun;
But friends can not turn cold
This season as of old
For him with none.
Tempests may scath;
But love can not make smart
Again this year his heart
Who no heart hath.
Black is night's cope;
But death will not appal
One who, past doubtings all,
Waits in unhope.
TRUMAN CAPOTE
"Mirriam"
It snowed all week. Wheels and footsteps moved soundlessly on the street, as if the business of living continued secretly behind a pale but impenetrable curtain. In the falling quiet there was no sky or earth, only snow lifting in the wind, frosting the window glass, chilling the rooms, deadening and hushing the city. At all hours it was necessary to keep a lamp lighted, and Mrs. Miller lost track of the days: Friday was no different from Saturday and on Sunday she went to the grocery: closed, of course.
KENNETH GRAHAME
The Wind in the Willows
The rapid nightfall of mid-December had quite beset the little village as they approached it on soft feet over a first thin fall of powdery snow. Little was visible but squares of a dusky orange-red on either side of the street, where the firelight or lamplight of each cottage overflowed through the casements into the dark world without. Most of the low latticed windows were innocent of blinds, and to the lookers-in from outside, the inmates, gathered round the tea-table, absorbed in handiwork, or talking with laughter and gesture, had each that happy grace which is the last thing the skilled actor shall capture - the natural grace which goes with perfect unconsciousness of observation. Moving at will from one theatre to another, the two spectators, so far from home themselves, had something of wistfulness in their eyes as they watched a cat being stroked, a sleepy child picked up and huddled off to bed, or a tired man stretch and knock out his pipe on the end of a smouldering log.
SANDRA NEWMAN
Julia
"Trouble is, though, not all of them can be trusted. Now, Butcher's all right, but a lot of them were in the Party up to their chins. Say, what did you do, Julia?"
"I was a mechanic."
"Now there you are! A girl mechanic! No harm in that. But a lot of them worked at those Ministries - Peace, Truth, Whatsit. We've even had a fellow who collaborated with the Thought Police! Not that he told us about it. Someone recognized him, or we might have gone along with that snake in our midst."
"How dreadful," said Julia. "Is there any more wine?"
SANDRA NEWMAN
Julia
"They can't get rid of it, can they? Not altogether. The world would stop existing, in a way. It would be like the eons before anyone lived on Earth, when there was no one here to see anything. Great lizards lumbering about, without knowing anything."
"The new Party platform has come out against the lizards. That's bourgeois biology now."
"Oh? I'd missed that. No lizards, then. How lonely."