| Scene: mr. |
| blacks army is closing in on flash &the spivs.
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| After a long days c&aigning flash, having overindulged
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| The alcohol, has fallen asleep in his den.
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| Voice: cooee. |
| cooee. |
| flash. |
| flash
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| Flash: who is this?
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| Voice: wake up flash. |
| can you hear me flash?
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| Flash: who is this? |
| who dares to wake me from my slumber?
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| Voice: need I announce myself? |
| am I such a stranger to you?
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| Flash: say your name. |
| speak!
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| Voice: I am your soul.
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| Flash: my soul?
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| Voice: I have come to show you who you are.
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| Flash: show me who I am? |
| I know who I am you upstart! |
| how
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| Dare you intrude.
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| Voice: you lied and schemed and took over a simple village and
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| Turned it into a vulgar playground for your own money-
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| Making ends. |
| before you came people lived simple lives.
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| This was a happy place. |
| then you ploughed up the fields,
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| Sold off the land and lined your own pockets with the profits.
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| Flash: lies! |
| lies! |
| I did it to help the nation
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| Voice: you did it for your own preservation!
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| Flash: no! |
| no!
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| Voice: prepare yourself flash, there are many who suffered at your
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| Hands. |
| they are craving for vengeance. |
| time is running out.
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| Flash: can this be the end? |
| can this be the swan song? |
| the final
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| Elbow? |
| I will not go. |
| the people need me.
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| Voice: men like you will always come and go, but the people will go On forever. |
| take one final look at the past flash. |
| enjoy it,
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| Because you have no future.
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| Flash: no! |
| no! |
| no! |
| I cant stand this.
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| Trumpets herald the final confrontation between flash and himself. |