Solar Opposites

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All right, Molly, I'm up, I'm up.

You can't let me sleep in one day?

Oh, you're right. Got a lot of work to do.

You ready to go to market?

‐ People of the Wall, this is The Duke. Still here and still in charge.

Quick Wall update. Things are fucking great.

And anything that's not great is the fault of the Wall‐haters

from the lower levels.

Those people are terrorists. Stay away from them.

Keep kicking ass out there.

Play your part, and trust the process.

‐ Mmm, now that's good mouse milk.

‐ Hey, Steven, can I have some Molly milk? ‐ Of course.

‐ Sorry, I've got nothing to trade for it.

‐ I tell you what, come by the barn tomorrow,

help me with some chores, and we'll call it even.

‐ Well, hey there, you got yourself a deal!

Mmm, so creamy.

Well, I should go. Can't be late to run the wheel.

‐ Yeah, he is a good kid.

The only thing sweeter is the mouse who made it.

The freshest milk in all the levels.

Even the upper mids haven't tasted anything like this.

Sorry, folks, we've tapped her dry. See you all tomorrow.

‐ Screw you, Sheriff.

You fucking dickhead.

Ah!

‐ Oh, it's getting harder and harder to avoid trouble these days.

Ah, don't listen to me. You know how I get.

Always going to a dark place.

We have each other, and that's all we need.

You know, I think today was my birthday.

The big 4‐5.

It's funny to think that I used to be the CEO of AT&T.

Back then, I thought money was everything.

Then one day, I farted in an elevator and blamed it on that alien boy.

I was furious when he shrunk me down and put me in his pencil case.

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‐ So how'd you end up in here?

‐ I was a courier for the Resistance,

until my piece of shit neighbor ratted me out.

Never trust someone who was a life coach in the Before‐Fore.

You? ‐ I thought I was helping people.

But all I did was get them killed. Good people.

‐ Wait. Are you Tim?

‐ Well, my first name is actually Lindsey,

but I don't tell people that because that sounds like a girl's name.

‐ The Tim who started the Resistance? ‐ What are you talking about?

‐ That riot in the marketplace was a call to arms

for all of us fed up with being under The Duke's thumb.

‐ It was? ‐ Oui, there are people out there

who want to hear from you. They're waiting for you.

‐ Oh, I don't know what I would say. ‐ I think you do.

I can smuggle out whatever you write to the Resistance.

Just tell your truth.

I guess it's for anyone who feels powerless

but clings to hope for a better tomorrow.

I let pride cloud my judgment and it almost got so many people killed.

It made me realize we all spend too much time fighting each other.

The aliens may have created the Wall, but it was The Duke who made it a prison.

I can forgive Yumyulack for robbing me of my past,

but not The Duke, who's stealing our future.

So I'm letting go of the world outside the Wall,

and choosing to embrace the world in it.

A world we can make better. A world we will make better.

A world we have to make better.

‐ Help, help! My friend, he's sick!

‐ Hey, you!

‐ Drop it or I'll kill him. ‐ Don't do it, Tim. Save yourself.

‐ You should have listened to your friend.

‐ You're, you're alive.

‐ And if we wanna stay that way, we gotta go, now.

‐ There's a level below the prisons? ‐ Our new headquarters.

It's a set replica of Seinfeld. I think Yumyulack bought it online.

Our working theory is that he gets an allowance.

‐ Wow, it's actually kind of cool.

‐ A little off‐scale, but it works.

and built the rest of the Wall above it.

Once we found a way in, we started bringing people down here.

People who needed help. People The Duke was after.

The more he tightened his grip, the more of us slipped through his fingers.

Now we've got fighters on every level working to bring that son of a bitch down.

‐ Wow, you've been busy.

‐ Captain, we intercepted the food delivery schedule.

It's like you thought. The upper mids are getting

more rations than the lower mids.

‐ Make sure that info leaks to the public.

Have the boys in the boiler room turn up the heat

and tell the wheelers to go half speed today.

It's time to put the squeeze on.

People of the Wall, this is The Duke.

Still here and still in charge.

Quick update. Things are not cool, guys.

First off, terrorists have been drawing dicks on my banners.

Not even cool‐looking dicks. I'm talking about bent dicks.

One was definitely at an angle.

And you all know me. I love a good joke.

I'm the first one to laugh at myself.

But it speaks to a fundamental disrespect for the rules.

So because of work lost to these and other terrorist activities,

the lower levels are on double shifts until further notice.

To address the ongoing cloth shortage,

I hereby order that everyone donate their underwear.

Gross, I know, but necessary.

Ugh, you guys, you got to start bringing me better news.

I'm bumming people out.

‐ Well, I could have mentioned that there's a food shortage,

or that the power's on the fritz in the lower mids or‐‐

‐ Then let's start making shit up.

Write up 10 headlines and I'll pick my favorites.

What else? Enrique, you look like you want to say something.

‐ I don't mean to bother you, sir, Mr. The Duke,

but you made me governor of the upper mids to convey the people's concerns.

‐ No, I made you governor to reward your loyalty.

And I kind of thought you'd leave me alone after that, to be honest.

‐ I want to, sir. It's just that my constituents

are complaining that the sewage vent smells of poop.

‐ Let me get this straight. The upper mid's complaint

is that the vent we use to release our diffused shit vapor into the air

smells like shit?

‐ Might there be a better way to dispose of our waste?

‐ Everything in the Wall is being done in the best possible way.

‐ Sir, we just got word from the prison level.

Tim broke out. ‐ Did you say broke out?

He's one inch tall, god damn it.

He couldn't break out of a yogurt container.

‐ We ran out of yogurt containers.

‐ He cannot be free in this wall. He will bring us all down.

I want him dead at any cost. ‐ Yes, sir.

‐ The man thinks he can change the world,

but all he's gonna do is get people killed.

‐ What? Why are you staring at me like that?

‐ I thought you were dead. I saw The Duke throw you down

the Boo‐Hoo Hole.

They snagged me, broke my fall. It hurt the whole way down.

‐ Well, looks like we're matches.

‐ Huh, Red Vines. ‐ Twizzlers.

Pull and peel. ‐ This is from a supply raid.

‐ No, no, no, stay. Lay with me for a while.

‐ There's some people who need to meet you.

The Duke's base of support is cracking.

If the mids abandon him, then we've got most of the Wall on our side.

‐ But what about the uppers?

Those people will never break with The Duke.

Do we just slaughter them?

We can't build a utopia on the graves of our enemies.

‐ The third letter of Tim. It's my favorite passage.

‐ You showed people my letters?

‐ We had them transcribed and distributed copies throughout the levels.

‐ What'd I miss? ‐ Tim's here, yadda yadda yadda.

We're talking about his letters.

‐ Oh, I read the letters of Tim to pass the time while running the wheel.

Your words gave me the courage to join and fight against tyranny.

Giddy up! ‐ I prayed to the bowed one

that I'd live long enough to see a Wall with democracy, justice,

and equal distribution of resources.

Also, I work in the room with the poop vapor

so I'm looking to shake things up a bit.

‐ I don't know what to say.

‐ Say you'll lead us. The revolution is coming.

If we win, when we win, someone will have to take The Duke's place.

Someone the people in the Wall will accept.

‐ I can't. You'll have to find someone else.

‐ There is no one else.

‐ Last time I led, people died. You almost died!

‐ So now you're a coward? ‐ All right, that's enough.

Tim's been through a lot. He needs time.

We can talk again after the holiday.

‐ What holiday?

‐ Aw, look at you. All dressed up for Jesse's birthday.

I know, Molly. Religion's a joke to me, too,

but we'll move a lot of milk.

‐ Sorry I'm late.

‐ "The Letters of Tim"?

Haven't you had enough of this Resistance nonsense?

‐ This is different. It's all about making the Wall better.

‐ You could be thrown down the Boo‐Hoo Hole just for having this.

‐ Mmm, boy howdy, that's sure got a tasty kick to it.

What do you call it?

‐ Mouse nog, get your mouse nog. A festive holiday treat.

Get it before it curdles.

‐ We believe that today is Jesse's birthday.

Let us reflect on all the bowed one's kind words and wondrous deeds.

The time she gave us beef jerky.

All thanks to Jesse.

‐ The day she changed Yumyulack's phone alarm to not be Maroon 5.

All thanks to Jesse.

‐ Can you believe our conversations have been read throughout the Wall?

‐ It's wild. So did you and Cherie pound or what?

‐ Come on, it doesn't bug you that they want us