hael Storm (2O13) dir Luke EnTHield, III: HARDCORE ALTERNA PORN

Klaus: Well, can't argue with that.



Klaus: I don't think I had ever known a guy so mad. This guy was mad one minute, even madder the next. How did I somewhat have trust in this guy in what he was saying?



Hugo: You like this music, huh Klaus!?
Klaus: Yes, it's very... very... err...
Hugo: Abstract?
Klaus: Yes! I love Denevian music!
Hugo: WOOOO!



Hugo: Oh shit!
Klaus: What!?
Hugo: I think I need a slash!
Klaus: You silly bastard!



Hugo: Don't you think... if you pissed out after drinking alcohol... you'd lose all that... BAD STUFF in there that makes you drunk!?
Klaus: NAAH! Uh... oh... maybe a little bit!
Hugo: Do... do... do you feel pissed up!?
Klaus: Huh, what!?
Hugo: Talk... talking to you, you Fauch errr... bastard!
Klaus: Yeah... yeah... er, no.



Klaus: Wh... where... you go?



Hugo: GOOD MORNING, RODHERLAND! R... RISE AND SHI... oooh... I think I'm gonna spew...



Klaus: You should lay off that Hans, you'll make mincemeat of your liver...!
Hugo: Agggghh! That's good...

(Knock at the door)

Hugo: Fu... oh... go... go away, we ain't converting to Marsciterian!
Klaus: Ye... yeah! Clear off!

(Knock)

Hugo: Oh, pissing hell...
Klaus: Leave it!
Hugo: No...



Hugo: Oh, Matti.
Matti: Good morning to you too, Hugo. Come on Klaus, it's time to get you home.



Klaus: Ah, how nice. Come here, Matti.
Matti: Oh... erm...
Klaus: I only just got here mate, can't you see that!? Come and join the party.
Matti: I really should take you home, Klaus.
Klaus: Matti?
Matti: Yes Klaus?
Klaus: I... I... fucking love you.
Matti: Nice to know.



Klaus: Wanna drink?
Matti: No, Klaus. It's time to go.



Klaus: Come on you bore!
Matti: I want your keys.
Klaus: What!?
Matti: I want your keys! To the car!
Klaus: Naah! You're not driving my car! Not my Sandrine!
Matti: You're not driving in your state, sunshine.



Matti: Come on Klaus, let's go.
Klaus: I don't want to go, Ma... Mayyi... Mat... Matti.
Matti: Tough shit. Say goodnight to your buddy Hugo here.









Matti: Oh, so sure. Great first impression, Klaus. Well fucking done!
Klaus: He made me drink... Matt!
Matti: How on Alterra is this proving your point!? What makes you think you have the right to go out and get drunk?
Klaus: He forced me! He forced me to drink...
Matti: Then why didn't you refuse!?
Klaus: I needed one, I guess.



Matti: You must have been there for hours on end...
Klaus: Six...
Matti: (Sighs)
Klaus: No, seven...
Matti: We're here.



Klaus: I really felt sorry for myself following the complete disaster of that night. Yet, I got my point across to him, and the vital information. If he wasn't going to help me, then I don't know who would. I had to help myself.



Klaus: The drinking habit had to go.



Klaus: The guns, the violence. That could only be used at the most appropriate times.



Klaus: I couldn't afford to upset nobody, no more.



Klaus: Change was coming. But change had to come faster.



Klaus: The only way I could find that change was to learn from my mistakes.





Klaus: I was regenerating into a new man.



Klaus: The drink had to go.



Klaus: That shitty attitude of mine had to go down the drain too.



Klaus: The black eye left in the wake of my confrontation with Dane had gone. No gun, no injuries.



Klaus: The police could come looking for me. But they wouldn't find me. I wasn't going to let anything get in the way of my goal. My ultimate goal. I was ready.

(The phone rings)



Klaus: Yes, hello?



Klaus: Oh, Hugo. Hello. Yes, don't worry. That night a couple of days ago, it's all behind me.



Klaus: Really? Well, that's very nice of you. You promise you won't allow me to get into the state I did last time? Well, good. Never mind anyway, I'll be responsible for my own actions. I'll see you there later.



Klaus: I had been invited out to a club downtown. Hugo said there was a 'hugely successful Sarbodian stand-up comedian' in town. But that was besides the point of going there, apparently.





Klaus: Never judge a book by it's front cover, Klaus...





Klaus: Mr Hagel? Klaus Hagel?
Bouncer: Yeah, sure. In you go...





Hugo: Hey Hagel, over here!



Klaus: This was going to be a trip I wouldn't forget...



Hugo: Ah, there you are man. Glad you could make it.
Klaus: Nice to see you again, Hugo. Hey, let's hope this doesn't go as bad as the last time, huh?
Hugo: (Chuckles) Haha! Here's hoping!



Hugo: Hey, hey! Allow me to introduce you to a friend of mine!
Klaus: Oh, sure.



Hugo: This is Najjar Rami Wasem, everybody's favourite Ramashani protégé. Najjar, this is Klaus Hagel... a new friend of mine.
Klaus: Ah, hello...
Najjar: Please, just call me Najjar. It's a pleasure to meet you Mr Hagel.
Klaus: Likewise, Najjar.





Comedian: Pierre, the Maulinian fighter pilot, was lying with his mistress naked in bed. As he was kissing her red, red lips, he stopped. "To kiss your red lips, I need red wine." So he poured red wine over her lips and continued to kiss her. He moved on to her white, white breasts. "To kiss your white breasts, I need white wine." So he poured white wine over her breasts and continued to kiss them. He then moved on to her bush. He poured brandy all over it and set it alight."Pierre!" she screamed. "What on Alterra are you doing?" "Baby," he said, "when I go down, I GO DOWN IN FLAMES!"

(Audience laughs)

Comedian: Thank you, thank you!



Hugo: So, Klaus. Do you like the place?
Klaus: Yeah, look's pretty flashy.
Hugo: It's strange how the native Rodherlander cannot find this great place before the Denevian prick.
Klaus: I'm not a night-out kind of person, usually.
Hugo: I wouldn't have thought so, not after the events of the other night.
Klaus: That was a one-off.
Hugo: Sure it was.
Klaus: I drink alone, usually.
Hugo: Oh, shame. I can show you a real good time, Klaus. Just look at the fit chicks in here!
Klaus: Hugo, please. We're on a job here. How exactly was coming to a club helping?
Hugo: I thought you'd want a bit of comedy to liven yourself up a bit.
Klaus: The only thing that will liven me up now is justice... and until I get it, I'll never be happy where I am now.



Hugo: Fair enough...
Klaus: I'm going for a drink.
Hugo: You soon changed your tone...
Klaus: ALONE.
Hugo: Alright... go...



Klaus: Hey, over here! A bottle of Reiners, please. Cheers.





Harry: I'll have what he's having, thanks.
Klaus: Are you sure about that, Harry?
Harry: Yeah, I'm sure...



Klaus: I saw you when I came in, you know.
Harry: Did you? Hmm... I saw you too.
Klaus: I needn't guess.
Harry: Who's that fellow over there then? He seems pretty close to you...
Klaus: That's Hugo Burton.
Harry: Name doesn't ring a bell. What about the Ramashani?
Klaus: Well, I've only just met him. I don't know him. His name is Najir or something along those lines.
Harry: His name is Najjar Rami Wasem.
Klaus: That's the one.
Harry: I wouldn't hang around that chap if I was you, Klaus.
Klaus: Why's that?
Harry: He's nothing but trouble.
Klaus: Does that explain why you're here then?
Harry: Never mind why I'm here.



Man: There's something not right about them guys, Alicia. You've got to go and do something about it!



Alicia: I'll do it at my own will, Alex. I've just got to wait for the right time.
Man: Make it quick. I'm on the plane back to Archades tomorrow, and I to see you continue this investigation.
Alicia: Alright, alright.



Klaus: You know, it's peculiar to me, Harry. Every time I'm at a frickin' bar you are too.
Harry: Najjar is an ex-paramilitary, Klaus. He's a bad man. He got kicked out for a good reason.
Klaus: What reason is that!?
Harry: The same reason for every ex-para, he became vigilante...
Klaus: Right, thanks for the information.
Harry: No problem, Klaus. Just trying to be helpful. I haven't seen you around at work much recently...
Klaus: No, I've had things to deal with.
Harry: Like what?
Klaus: Never that matter, Harry.
Harry: I want to know.
Klaus: You don't need to know, alright? I've got enough on my plate as it is dealing with this whole Stephan business.
Harry: Put it all behind you, man! You'll never make progress with that thought in your head...
Klaus: Journalists all over are after me...



Harry: You don't reckon they blame you for the car crash?
Klaus: I don't know about any car crash...
Harry: It was right under the bridge. Two cars collided, yet a victim was found with half a dozen bullets through his skull. Doesn't it ring a bell?
Klaus: Nah, you're barking up the wrong tree, Harry. I know nothing about it.
Harry: Are you absolutely sure?
Klaus: Yes! I'm a tough bloke, but I wouldn't kill nobody.
Harry: (Chuckles) Just joking, Klaus!



Klaus: I was feeling intimidated by him. I didn't know what to think on his opinion on Najjar, but if he was ex-para or not, Harry was trying to get a message across to me.
Harry: This comedian... everybody is talking about him coming here Klaus. That's exactly why I'm here... I'm just intrigued. Hey, that fighter pilot joke was quite funny...
Klaus: Yeah, but surely not as funny as you, Harry...
Harry: Hey, I wasn't accusing you or anything of that car crash business. I'm on your side, man. People jump to conclusions too quick around here. Even I know you haven't got it in you to kill a bloke.
Klaus: Oh, thanks Harry.
Harry: No problem, man. Now, I've got to get going now. It's getting late, and I've got to watch that documentary on errr... 'second-world economics'. Ciao, Klaus.
Klaus: Goodbye...







Alicia: Yes, a white wine please... and whatever he's...



Alicia: ... having. Oh, tell you what... just a white wine, please.



Alicia: In fact no, no white wine either... sorry for wasting your time.



Klaus: Oh, may I help?



Alicia: Hello there, my name is Henrietta. I'm an Azarian businesswoman on exchange...









Klaus: Hmmm...
Alicia: Oh, please...



Klaus: I... I'm sorry...
Alicia: No, don't be sorry. Look - I know a great hotel not far from here.



Klaus: Really?
Alicia: Oh yeah.
Klaus: Well, be my guest. Show me the way, baby...





Najjar: Hugo man, are you going to bloody stand there all day or what?
Hugo: Get in the car. I'm coming...











Alicia: (Groans) Oooh...
Klaus: Oh yeah...



Alicia: Aaah!
Klaus: Oh yeah, come on baby...









Alicia: Ooooh...
Klaus: Aah...
Alicia: (Groans) Oh, YES!













Klaus: Time to leave, I thought. She wouldn't mind...



Klaus: But then, something caught my eye...







Klaus: Something...



Klaus: ... not very pleasant...



Klaus: ... at all.



Alicia: Klaus? What's the matter!? Why are you searching through my things!?
Klaus: Is it true!?
Alicia: What!?
Klaus: IS IT TRUE!?
Alicia: Tell me what!
Klaus: You seduce me, make me jump into bed with you and after all this I find out that you're only one sneaky, decieving BITCH of a journalist!?
Alicia: Klaus...!
Klaus: Is it true!? JUST TELL ME!
Alicia: Well, yes...
Klaus: I knew it. I fucking knew it... everytime I come across something GOOD in my life for once, or at least what I think is GOOD, oh... heaven forbid, they eventually result in betraying me!?
Alicia: Klaus, I was going to tell you but I...
Klaus: But you what!? You knew I'd react like this because you've been waiting for this moment your entire life haven't you!? YOU'VE BEEN SPYING ON ME FOR YEARS! JUST SO YOU CAN WRITE A BOOK AND MAKE MONEY OUT OF THE DAMN THING!?
Alicia: No...!
Klaus: Tell me what it is then... huh!? COME ON!
Alicia: I've been investigating into your case for quite a while...



Klaus: Oh, I knew it! Nobody likes to see Mr Hagel happy do they!? DO THEY!?
Alicia: Klaus, this shouting isn't needed!
Klaus: Why isn't it, hey!? WHY ISN'T IT!? HOW DO YOU EXPECT PEOPLE TO REACT WHEN THEY FIND OUT YOU'VE BEEN FUCKING SPYING ON THEM TWENTY FOUR FUCKING HOURS A DAY, SEVEN FUCKING DAYS A WEEK!?
Alicia: It's not like that!
Klaus: Tell me what it's LIKE then!
Alicia: I'm sorry, Klaus...
Klaus: Oh, don't give me a sorry... tell me!
Alicia: I know that you're looking for the girl... Henneman's daughter... and I know that you're not responsible for Stephan's death.
Klaus: ...
Alicia: Yes, I planned to make money out of this... I've been bringing down your company for quite a considerable amount of time in the newspapers...
Klaus: (Sighs)
Alicia: But then I saw what you was going through... the way people see you... even a man like you deserves better, Klaus. I know it for sure.
Klaus: So, what are you implying?



Alicia: I want to help you, Klaus.
Klaus: Help me?
Alicia: Please...



Alicia: Can't you forgive me? Can't you believe me? I have all the knowledge to help you. I know you better than you think, Klaus... and although you may not like that... you can use that to your advantage.
Klaus: ...
Alicia: Being a journalist, I have to say, I'm not the most popular girl around this town either but... if we're both hated... better to join forces hey? Against those naysayers out there!?
Klaus: I guess...
Alicia: You want to prove a point, Klaus... and so do I too. You've just got to trust me on this one.
Klaus: I barely know you...
Alicia: My name is Alicia. Alicia Bocaletti. A journalist for the CIN, a multinational newspaper.
Klaus: ...
Alicia: And you are?
Klaus: Is it worth mentioning? Seeming as you know me inside out...
Alicia: You're Klaus Hagel... CEO of Wardline, one of the hugest blue-collar businesses in Rodherland.
Klaus: You hit the nail on the head, sister.



Alicia: If you can trust me... you'll be the better for it, Klaus. How can you say no to a couple helping hands?
Klaus: I saw myself as a dickhead even at the best of times, but it seems that wasn't the way everybody else saw me. They were all still offering their help, left, right and center... how could I refuse?
Alicia: Klaus?
Klaus: Sure... yeah, sure. I'd be grateful for your help.
Alicia: Can you forgive me... can we make up?
Klaus: I guess we can... I forgive you.
Alicia: Brilliant. I hope that this is the start of something good, Klaus.
Klaus: Well, we've got a lot of work ahead of us.



Alicia: Yes, and I'm prepared to 'bend' the rules a little... we have to do all we can to find you justice.
Klaus: Putting those rumours to bed more than likely.
Alicia: It's a big bad world out there, Klaus. You can't take nothing to heart... it's normal. People hate you, just like people hate me.
Klaus: But things are different...
Alicia: Yes, it is Klaus. But it's still hatred... it stays the same in that respect.



Klaus: Today began awfully, but my arm was twisted... and I trusted the girl... and wanted to get to know her just as much as she knew me already. But things could only turn on their head again, knowing my luck of course...
Alicia: Klaus... what's wrong?
Klaus: It's gone...



Alicia: What's gone?
Klaus: My car... you remember... I parked it right here.
Alicia: Your car?
Klaus: It's gone.





Klaus: I was beginning to panic. Things didn't seem right here, especially after agreeing to become allies with Bocaletti. Was this down to her?



(Phone rings)

Alicia: Hello? Oh, hi... yes. I'm sorry I wasn't in last night. I got in a spot of bother, yes. The car broke down and I was forced to stay in a bed & breakfast in the outskirts. Yeah, sorry about that.



Alicia: I'll drop by later. I can assure you of that. Ok, see you.
Klaus: Was there anything she said that I could have picked up on? 'Car breaking down?'



Alicia: Listen Klaus, I've got to get going quite quickly.
Klaus: I have one question, before you leave. Why lie to them?
Alicia: How do you mean?
Klaus: Car breaking down?
Alicia: You know they wouldn't take it nicely if I were to say I slept with someone when I was supposed to be on the job.
Klaus: Remind me why you was in the club last night...
Alicia: To see you, of course...
Klaus: How did you know I would be there?
Alicia: I...
Klaus: This isn't looking too pretty, is it?
Alicia: We may have followed you, ok?
Klaus: But I seem to recall you was in there before me...



Alicia: Listen to me. I promise I'll explain that matter in more depth later... but seriously, I have to shoot off now.
Klaus: Ok.
Alicia: Let me give you a call, ok?
Klaus: Alright.



Alicia: See you, loverboy.
Klaus: Goodbye.



Klaus: She was somewhat adorable. It felt like for the first time in a long time I was happy... and in love. But then I thought of the worst... my car going missing overnight... that phonecall, and the fact that she was in the club before me... things just didn't add up. I was seriously beginning to worry.







(Phone rings)



Klaus: Hello? Oh, hey there. Tomorrow? Ok. I'll look forward to it. I've been waiting for this call all day... Ressu... not now. Oh, sorry.



Klaus: Alright then. I guess I'll see you tomorrow. At the bistro. Ok. See you...





Klaus: I was somewhat relieved that the day was over, but I knew what tomorrow held wasn't going to be nice. Albeit, Alicia seemed pretty upbeat about telling me what the hell was going on, so I was beginning to believe that there wasn't just her trying to drag me down... and that there was someone out there that still was pulling me down...





















Alicia: Oh, Klaus. Hi.
Klaus: What are you looking at?
Alicia: Nothing...
Klaus: Hey, come on... you've got to be straight with me here!