Memory: Innocent? This is Innocent. He's my brother
Psychology: Now what? Wait for the rest of the army to show up and arrest us for conspiracy? I'm going now
Elohim: Going where? If a soldier's here, the army is right behind. It's too late. When they cut my arm, they left me for dead. A woman and little man healed me and pointed me in this direction. I'm not running anymore. If it's over, it's over. We harm nobody here
Memory: What did you do?
Innocent: I didn't know
Memory: How could you not know? Has disguising yourself in the uniform of a soldier diminished your sensibilities? It was The Motherboard
Innocent: I didn't know
Memory: Did you need to know? Was gender so crucial to your desire for intimacy? Are you justified in attacking strangers who do not fulfill your unwarranted desires? You wanted the world and now you've earned it. I asked you to stay on the path with me. And you refused. Now I must insist that you leave
Innocent: But what about...?
Memory: Now
Memory: It's not what you think
Elohim: I avoided thinking for as long as I could
Memory: My brother is not The Authority. He is not a soldier. The uniform is a disguise
Elohim: Why?
Memory: Because they were born boys and raised to uphold an idea of themselves that will not sustain them. Because the laws of attraction are greater than their laws, said and unsaid. Because they are priests at their own funeral
Psychology: How's it?
Elohim: I thought you were leaving
Psychology: Where'd the soldier go?
Memory: I sent him away
Psychology: Now what?
Memory: I need to speak to everyone. Elohel, go wake Matalusa and The Motherboard
Elohim: Motherboard?
Memory: I'll explain. Just get them
Miners: No, we won't leave. We have to fight. We don't have to leave
Memory: How's it?
Miners: Shining
Memory: Say what?
Miners: Unanimous Goldmine
Memory: It is no secret, the movement of the clouds, it is no secret, the song of the whales. It is no secret we fly overhead eyeing mass movement, stories woven through generations. We are generations. Witness and song-bird offering voice and wingspan to torrents of wind. Water sprouts from unseen regions above and below. Here is our testament: We see you. Shortcomings and downfalls. Babies born, the miles you travel to feed your family. We see your indiscretions and violent acts. We see it all. There is a deeper hunger... to see an end to needless war. We are hunted and honored, targeted and tethered, and through it all, we have survived. But greater than survival is the wisdom of ages applied to the present. Potential openings for new possibilities and greater and greater harmonies: Birdsong and wind-kiss. If ever we learn to communicate with our spirit
Psychology: Why do you sing this old song when the soldiers are at our door?
Miner: Yeah, what happened to your brother?
Memory: There are no soldiers coming. Even if they did, as long as The Motherboard is with us, we're protected
Miner: What is this Motherboard?
Memory: Technology is only a reflection of us. This... is Digitaria, built by the ancestors of the stars: our past and future selves. They built this village as a gateway. Just as we built the drum. Yet the drum is nothing without the drummer. It's time we beat the code
Elohim: She's not here
Memory: What do you mean?
Elohim: When I went to get them, I. found Matalusa asleep, alone
Matalusa: I didn't see her leave. What happened?
Memory: My brother was here disguised as a soldier
Matalusa: Disguised as a soldier?
Memory: My brother is no soldier. He is Ultra-Magnetic
Matalusa: The Ultra-Magnetic?
Psychology: Your brother is Ultra-Magnetic? I thought he was killed
Miner: I thought he left the country
Memory: He told me...the signal from The Motherboard was traced here. The Authority is working with European and US intelligence to avoid suspicion
Miner: So more soldiers are coming
Memory: Listen to me! There are people all over the country fleeing the grip of The Authority. Why haven't they arrived here? Each of us has a story that led us here. A story and a dream. The decoding of the dream is through love and music. We must beat the code until she returns, the Motherboard will do the rest
