(GRINDING)
FATHER: Repeat after me.
We are the forgotten children.
We don't have fathers or mothers.
In the filth, we seek our future.
SON: We are the forgotten children.
We don't have fathers or mothers.
In the filth, we seek our future.
FATHER: The future has passed.
The present is filth.
Blood is our law.
SON: The future has passed.
The present is filth.
Blood is our law.
FATHER: Do you remember the way life used to be?
The sun, the rain, the smell of the breeze,
and the water, all clean and clear.
And the fish, fish you could actually eat.
Our island was prosperous, prosperous and alive.
The days were long and warm, and our families were happy
working in the new industrial zone.
It all seems so unreal now.
Do you remember?
Do you?
No, how could you?
You were just a baby.
(SIREN BLARING) It all happened in an instant.
In the blink of an eye.
(EXPLOSION BOOMING)
If you had seen them.
If you had seen all of them.
Lying there.
Dead.
But you wouldn't remember.
How could you?
BIRDBOY: "The Forgotten Children"
It's getting dark.
Maybe we should quit.
Dad?
Keep looking, I know there's copper around here.
We're due for a bit of luck.
You'll see, it'll be worth it.
Copper is worth it.
Look, I told you, this will feed us.
I found something.
Why don't we look over there?
That lighthouse looks pretty intact.
We could still take the glass.
Don't ever go in there.
Never, you hear me?
Nothing is worth going over there.
How bad can it really be?
I heard Birdboy lives there.
FATHER: Birdboy is dead.
Huh?
Wait, no way.
My friend said he saw him two clays ago.
Maybe Birdboy is flying around,
and maybe they did see him.
But believe me, my son,
not everything that has a body is truly alive.
(GROWLING) (HISSING)
BIRDMAN: Wake up, Birdboy, wake up.
Come on, get up.
Don't be afraid.
This could be a great clay.
It would be a shame to waste it.
(HEARTBEAT THUDDING)
That's right, Birdboy, stay focused.
Ready, set.
(CHIRPING)
Concentrate.
Fly low.
Not too fast.
Watch out, that's a difficult dive.
Careful, Bird boy.
Never give up.
Don't worry what people say about you.
Here's the irony.
Birdboy is part bird, but he will never fly.
Well, what can you expect when he has a father like that?
I love you, son.
(OMINOUS DRONING MUSIC)
(SCREECHING)
Beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep.
Time to go to school.
Beep, beep, beep, time to get up.
Time won't wait for you.
Time doesn't care if you're tired.
Wake up.
Would you please just give it rest?
This is my job.
I must wake you up.
You must be on time.
No, Dinky, not again.
Why do you always hurt me so?
I have feelings too.
Young lady where are you going in such a hurry?
Your mother told me what you did to poor Mr. Reloggio again.
Sit down and eat with us.
(BARKING)
I'd love to, but I'm late for school.
So you care about school now?
Sit down and eat.
Your mother and I are concerned about you, young lady.
You've been acting rather strange lately,
like right this moment.
What are you on, cocaine?
Always remember the dying words of Jesus Christ.
Just say no to drugs.
What's the point?
She doesn't care about Jesus.
She strayed from the path of the Lord long ago.
Dinky, look, the baby Jesus doll is crying blood
because of you, and all you can do is ignore him.
You ignore him just like you've been ignoring
all your school work.
MOTHER: Look at him crying, look at him crying.
You can't pass any tests, not even a drug test.
MOTHER: Little baby Jesus is bleeding to death,
and it's your fault.
Evil.
Attacking the alarm clock and now the baby Jesus?
It's like you're possessed.
What is it, Jonathan, you need some loving?
I can't resist you.
So adorable.
Oh, Jonathan, if only we could all be like you.
You're an angel, pure and simple.
Dinky, why can't you be more like your fake brother?
Tell me, little champ, what do you want to be
when you grow UP?
(GROWLING)
Don't be shy now, Johnny, go on.
Tell us the truth, do it.
Engineer.
That's a boy.
That's right, Johnny, an engineer.
Yay, good boy, aw.
Johnny the engineer.
That's right.
The world's best engineer. Engineer, look at him.
Of course you are. Johnny, you're an angel.
You're a perfect angel.
Dinky, before you go,
Jonathan told us you've been stealing our pills.
You know, our happy pills.
You're never to do that again, understand?
We are happy, and we need those pills to stay that way.
To be a normal family.
DINKY: Dear Diary, I hate them.
I can't stand them anymore.
They think they know everything,
but they don't know the first thing about me.
I wish you were still here, Dad.
But it doesn't matter.
From now on, everything is going to change.
SCHOOL/FRIENDS
My family is gone.
There's no going back.
(KIDS CHATTERING)
What'd we tell you?
Come back here again, and we'll kill you.
No, please, don't hit me again.
Just leave me alone.
Look at him beg.
Coward, you're a coward just like your loser father
and your father's father.
Yeah, like his father's father's father.
They're all cowards.
He's rolling up into a ball.
Have you no shame?
SANDRA: Hey, leave him alone.
Stay out of it.
What's it to you, huh, huh?
Hey, dude, that chick, that's Sandra.
You know, the crazy one.
She's violent.
She like hears voices,
and they tell her to do some seriously messed up stuff.
They had to send her to the loony bin.
If there's one thing I hate, it would be bullies.
BULLIES: Good morning, Officer, sir.
This fox ambushed us and then tried to rob us.
Foxes are all thieves.
Oh hey, Sandra, remember me?
I dropped out of school.
Now I have a gun.
Pretty cool, huh?
Wow, I wish I had a gun like that.
Hell yeah.
How many birds can... Are you okay?
You kill with one shot? Mhm.
It's not how many you kill that matters.
It's the quality of the deaths.
You have to shoot them through the heart
so you can destroy their souls.
BULLY: Ah, I see.
I wanna kill souls.
Beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep.
Beep, beep, beep, beep.
Beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep.
Hang in there, Mr. Reloggio. Beep, beep, beep.
I know it hurts, but it's worth it.
That's it, you look fabulous. Beep, beep, beep.
Like your new metal legs? Beep, beep, beep, beep.
Now you have the freedom to make your own friends.
You are free.
Free to do what?
Whatever you want.
Go out and see the world.
Jesus created a beautiful place, even though it's full
of vile, horrible sinners.
It's vile, filthy beyond imagination.
Beep, beep, beep, beep.
DINKY: Birdboy, are you there?
(WHEEZING)
Birdboy?
Hey, Dinky, we're up in the tree.
Come up. Hi, Dinky.
Okay, hold on.
(WHEEZING)
Hey!
So were you able to say goodbye?
No, he always hides from me.
Just forget about him.
He doesn't love you, just the drugs.
Shut up, Little Fox.
You just don't understand him.
Birdboy has a demon inside.
He has to feed it drugs.
Like a parasite, it feeds on him.
Its devouring him from the inside, but he's still Birdboy.
He still has a good heart.
Cheer up.
Forget him, think about our new life.
The big city.
We're getting off this damn island.
Yeah, I hear it's supposed to be awesome.
That's where Little White Mouse's brother went.
He's got a great job and making loads of money.
Little White Mouse is an idiot.
LITTLE FOX: No, he's not, he's my friend.
Let's just count the money and get out of here.
Gee, that's pathetic.
Why did I think we managed to save more?
You don't think that's enough?
No, but I think I know where we can get some more.
Here.
Sounds risky.
What's wrong, you scared or something?
The only thing that really scares me
is the thought of being stuck here on this island forever.
Beep, beep.
Beep, beep, beep.
Beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, Dinky.
Beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, where are you, Dinky?
Beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep.
Hello, friend, have you seen Dinky?
Beep, beep, beep.
Beep, beep, beep, beep.
Oh, gracious, time is passing.
Beep, beep, beep, beep, beep.
You'll never get time back.
Beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep.
Beep, beep, beep, beep, beep.
Where are you, Dinky?
Beep, beep, oh my heavens.
This is terrible, beep.
My brothers, why have you been made to suffer so?
Beep, beep, it's a massacre.
Beep, beep, beep.
DINKY: Dear Birdboy, today's the day.
I'm leaving.
You know I've been considering it for a long time.
Why not leave everything behind and come with me?
You could if you wanted.
Be strong. Come out of your hiding place.
I can't wait any longer.
Love, Dinky.
(COUGHING)
(BIRD SQUAWKING)
God, I'm an idiot.
What the hell was I thinking?
Pretty Polly.
I mean, a fisherman?
All the fish are dead.
The world has turned against me.
Should've stayed in school.
I hope Mom doesn't find out how I'm actually making money.
It'd kill her.
Pretty Polly.
Pretty Polly, pretty Polly.
Would you just shut your beak, please?
All you ever say is pretty Polly.
I thought that parrots were supposed to be smart.
So why can't you make yourself useful?
But you don't even care.
You're perfectly happy to shit and eat all day long.
To be honest, I'm jealous.
You're too dumb to realize how miserable you are.
(OMINOUS MUSIC)
Yeah, yeah, I see you fly-boy.
He's so far gone, he gives he the creeps.
The minute Mom dies,
I am taking this boat and getting the hell out of here.
How's it going, Birdboy?
So how you doing?
Here you go. Fly high.
Don't forget you still owe me 80 coins.
And don't do it all this time.
Wouldn't want you to die before you pay me.
So you know what?
I think it might rain.
Some rain would be good.
People say that it cleans the sea.
Who knows, maybe the fish might come back.
What's wrong, you don't like fish?
Ah, fuck it.
Seriously, go easy though. That's good shit.
(SLURPING)
Pretty Polly, pretty Polly.
(BREATHING HEAVILY)
(HEARTBEAT THUDDING)
(SCREECHING)
(FLESHY SQUISHING)
(SCREECHING)
(SNIFFING)
SERGEANT: Do you smell Birdboy?
No, sir, not a trace.
My guess is that guy is continually moving his nests.
He's clever.
That's why we can't trace him
and he can go on selling drugs to our children.
Damn trees, always in the way.
I say we burn them, every one of them.
Don't worry, boss.
He can hide, but he can't get away.
According to this map,
we've already searched zones one, two, and three,
except, of course, the wasteland.
But, uh, do we really have to go there?
That place is terrifying, sir.
There's no law there.
They're all outcasts.
Shh, someone is spying on us.
Can you sense it?
(GUNSHOT BANGING)
Ha, see?
A sniper, we're lucky to be alive.
He was probably in cahoots with Birdboy.
I don't know, Sergeant, they seem harmless.
Even the most terrible criminals have children, boy.
Those filthy birds warn Birdboy in secret bird language.
Whenever they shriek, they open their filthy beaks.
Flap their germy feathers to fly.
No matter what they do,
they are spreading disease at every turn.
Yes, you're right to be scared speechless.
That Birdboy is a quick study, and he's turning out
to be even worse than his father ever was.
Remember when the lighthouse was still working?
It used to be very important for the island.
It guided the ships on dark nights, and it lit the way.
The lighthouse keeper was Birdman, Birdboy's father.
He was a loner.
Though he seemed good natured,
no one suspected what his warped mind was planning.
After the plant exploded, the lighthouse stopped working,
and Birdman was out of a job.
Then one day he put on a mask and some new wings.
And with the help of his bird friends,
he learned to fly with incredible skill.
Birdman used to fly from one side of the island
to the other, carrying strange bundles,
bundles of drugs that he'd distribute all around the island
with the help of those filthy birds.
It took us a long time to catch on to what they were doing.
WANTED
When we did, we decided to hunt down that criminal.
(MECHANICAL BUZZING)
(GUNSHOT BANGING)
I'm the one who took him down.
My first shot, and I got him right through the head.
Luck, I don't think so.
That shot should've killed him instantly, but it didn't.
I did what I had to do,
and now we have to do the same with Birdboy.
MOUSE FATHER: The sea looks so calm,
as if you could walk across it
to a much better place far, far way.
And it wants you to believe it so you'll try.
40.
50.
70.
90.
110.
And 120.
Don't you think you've collected enough already?
I'm full.
If I eat any more, I'll burst.
Come on, Zacharias.
You and I both know it's time for you to go.
So stop putting it off.
No, not now.
I can't.
My mother. If I left, she'd die.
Life shuffles the cards, but we're still the ones
who have to sit and play.
MOTHER: Zacharias?
Zachafias?
But you have to get in the game to be a player.
MOTHER: Zacharias?
Zachafias?
(BREATHING HEAVILY)
What do you need, mother?
MOTHER: My head hurts.
Please, I need more.
No, no more.
I've given you enough already.
Do you think I give a shit, you ungrateful child?
If you were a good son, you'd do it.
I'm sick and in pain, and you just want me to suffer.
I'm your mother.
If your father could see you now, he'd sob with shame.
You have failed him, and you've failed me.
You can't even bring yourself to help
your poor, sick mother.
Yes, go on.
That's a good boy.
Good boy.
Mommy loves you.
Yes.
Yes!
That's it, yes.
I finally feel like myself again.
Shh.
(FLOORBOARDS CREAKING)
Be a good little boy.
Now, hurry up and give me a bath.
And change the sheets, they're sopping wet.
Hey, where are you taking me?
Who was that?
Did you bring a friend here?
Did you?
(SCREAMING)
We're being robbed!
Let me see your faces, thief.
I want to see you.
I want to see you!
You cowards, stay and fight!
You won't escape, I'll hunt you down.
Just you wait.
You're mine!
(SCREAMING)
No, no, no!
Curse those little parasites!
You idiot, you just stood there and let them steal from me.
They've taken our money.
How am I supposed to pay for my medicine?
You are utterly useless.
Useless, do you hear me?
Getting Mommy her medicine.
That's the only thing you're good for.
Now what, huh?
You're just a nuisance.
And look what they've done to my poor leg.
I'm so tired.
So tired.
Oh my God, will you look at this floor?
It's filthy.
Don't you ever clean?
This place is a pig sty.
Once you get my medicine,
you're going to scrub this whole house.
Kill it.
Then I want you to find those thieves and kill them.
And I want proof.
Bring me their heads.
How could you let them take from me?
I'm your mother.
I'm the only person you have in this world.
Who's going to love someone like you when I'm not here?
Kill it.
What, what are you doing?
No!
Beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, it is now 12 o'clock.
Beep, beep, beep, beep.
Beep, beep, hello, brother.
Beep, you're late, beep, for class.
Bee“ beep, beep. Beep. Beep. (GROWLING)
Beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, what are you doing?
We're brothers.
Beep, beep, beep, beep, beep.
Beep, beep, help me.
Please, please, help me, help me.
Beep, beep, brother, help.
Beep, beep.
(LAUGHING)
I've never seen this much money in my life.
This should be enough for what we need.
We're rich now, woohoo!
It all went exactly according to plan.
Hey, wait, come back.
Where are you going?
Don't leave me here. The tide will come in and I'll drown.
I feel so empty inside.
Come on, let's go, it's trash now.
He's not trash.
He's just afraid of being alone like everyone else.
Oh, that's sweet.
I'm sorry that I ever judged you.
(SQUAWKING)
Danger, Birdboy, danger!
(GUNSHOTS BANGING)
(GUNSHOT BANGING)
You're trapped Birdboy.
You can't escape the law.
(GUNSHOT BANGING) (SQUAWKING)
(GUNSHOTS BANGING)
Did you get him, Sergeant?
(SQUAWKING) (GUNSHOTS BANGING)
Fire, fire!
Let's go.
After him.
(GUNSHOTS BANGING)
BIRDMAN: You won't fail this time.
(GUNSHOT BANGING)
Nice shot.
You got him, sir.
He's gotta be dead.
I mean, that fall alone.
I doubt it.
I've shot him a dozen times, maybe even more.
I don't know how many lives he's got,
but I plan on killing them all.
You'll see.
(COUGHING)
(CHEWING)
(SHOUTING)
FATHER: Garbage is alive.
It is born from us.
It grows, and it reproduces.
Slowly but surely,
garbage will end up taking over the whole island.
Oh, what do we have here?
This is almost brand new.
See, son, you never know what you'll find.
Uncle Klaus will pay good money for this.
Come on, let's go.
We've collected enough for today.
I can't.
My feet hurt so much, Daddy, I can't go on.
I wish Mommy were here.
FATHER: Mommy's very proud of you, you know that?
A little bird told me.
She's looking down from heaven making sure we're all right.
You're a real man now, champ.
Hey, what the hell are you doing?
That's my stuff.
It's garbage.
Well, it's my garbage!
What?
Nonsense, this isn't yours.
Daddy, can we please just go?
This is bad.
SCAVENGER: What are you looking at, huh?
Why are you staring at me?
FATHER: You're the one staring.
Stop it.
SCAVENGER: What?
FATHER: What?
SCAVENGER: Don't come any closer.
You don't come any closer.
(GROWLING)
Die!
(GRUNTING)
(DULL THUDDING)
LITTLE FOX: Look, juice berries.
Can you believe it?
There's actually juice berries here.
Mm, they might be the last ones.
Look at him, that fat, pathetic loser.
He's weak, he slows you down, and he's a thief.
Kill him before he kills you.
Sandra?
Sandra!
You okay?
(LAUGHING)
Why you suddenly acting so sweet?
Oh, I love you too.
You wanna try the the juice berries?
They're really good.
You will never get rid of us.
We will always be with you.
Always.
(BIRDS CHIRPING)
No, thank you, Birdboy.
No need to feed me anymore.
Because of your care, I've been able to enjoy this paradise,
which I thought I would never see again.
You have been so good to all of us,
but you cannot go on living here on your own.
You have to get well, get cured, and expunge that demon.
Think of the people who love you.
You want to look after everyone,
but who is going to look after you?
Goodbye, Birdboy.
FATHER
Hi, my name's Dinky, who are you?
Cat got your tongue?
Come on in, the water's nice.
Don't smoke it all, okay?
Listen, maybe you should cut back.
Not like that.
When you learn to fly, will you take me with you?
What's happening to you?
You should come to the beach more, you look sick.
Birdboy, Birdboy!
How do I help you?
Tell me.
(CRYING)
(COUGHING)
CAUTION INDUSTRIAL ZONE
Copper, ah yes.
Sir?
Excuse me, sir, can you help us?
I think that we're lost.
Is that a map?
(LAUGHING)
No wonder, you can't trust a map.
Trust, you can't trust anyone.
Besides, every single thing on this island is lost,
and every one of us has to find their own way.
But it's easy to get lost here, you see.
The dump is constantly changing.
There's more and more garbage with every passing day.
(SNIFFING)
You smell that?
How can you not smell that?
That is the smell of money.
Where you see waste,
I see treasure waiting to be discovered.
Take this radio, for example.
Some fool tossed it thinking it was useless,
but I know its true value.
(GASPING)
You see, I look for the copper inside,
then I exchange the copper for coins, the coins for food,
then I exchange the food for copper.
(LAUGHING)
It wasn't always like this.
I used to have a life.
I had a life and two hands.
I had dreams too, far from here.
But I threw my life into this dump,
and things didn't work out the way I planned.
Nothing ever turns out the way you plan.
Sure, I might've lost this hand, but look, still got Lefty.
They cut Righty off for stealing.
It's the law. The law of the dump.
But things aren't so bad here.
Everything's fine as long as there's copper.
You got any?
No, sorry, we're not here for copper.
We're just looking for hangar 27.
Hanger 27, sure, sure.
Follow me.
Hop to it, time is copper.
And throw away that stupid map, it's useless around here.
(POUNDING)
(OMINOUS DRONING MUSIC)
(GROWLING) (SCREECHING)
(BREATHING HEAVILY)
(ROARING)
(POUNDING)
(ROARING)
Here it is. Hangar 27.
You're not coming in?
No, no. I've got friends waiting.
Could you spot me some cash?
Just gimme what you got.
Come on, I helped you, remember?
You, you were lost, and I helped you.
Nothing is free around here.
Gimme my money now, you owe it to me!
Thanks, Little Fox.
Don't tell my brother you saw me around here or like this.
I beg you, please.
You didn't have to give him that much.
Who is his brother?
LITTLE FOX: That was Little White Mouse's brother.
The one who moved to the city and became successful?
(OMINOUS DRONING MUSIC)
Hello, good afternoon, are you Uncle Klaus?
It depends who's asking.
Some customers.
Well then, welcome to Klaus's super-store.
Good old Uncle Klaus deals in all sorts of contraband,
guns, jewels, drugs, organs.
Surgeon not provided.
We're not Christmas shopping.
All we need is a boat.
A boat, hm?
Yes, a boat. To get away from here.
I figured.
Come with me. I'll show you my newest inventory.
The Ninja Shark! It's got a powerful inboard motor.
Light weight, anti-police radar, silent,
and packed with features that make it a must-have
for any smuggler.
A bargain at 14,000 coins.
Now, that's definitely the one for you.
But for a little more, I have the Devious Dolphin.
This is a one-way trip for us,
so might you have something more disposable?
Right.
How much money do you have exactly?
Well, we've got less than 1,000.
Oh, that's impossible.
I have nothing for that little.
We're begging you, Uncle Klaus.
All right, hold on.
I could make an exception just for you.
I envy you.
I wish I could've left at your age.
For that little, I do have something more disposable.
The Inflatable Duck.
It's made from a highly durable polyvinyl chloride,
also known as PVC, which makes this one tough ducky.
In fact, it will probably be here long after we're dead.
Honk!
KLAUS: Oh yeah, it talks too.
Hi, kids.
Hello, how are you?
Whoa!
If he gets too chatty, you can just tie his beak shut.
Please don't do that to me.
I promise I won't annoy you.
Just get me out of this hell.
I remember when I used to live with my mother
and my brothers on the PVC lake.
We were happy there.
We swam around and ate loads of inflatable fish.
Open wide.
Everything was wonderful and unreal,
like the setting on a stage.
But then one day, they came.
They tore me away from my family and then tortured me.
They strangled and suffocated me
and then stuffed me into that box.
I had no one to talk to.
I've had to grow up in that filthy dark box.
Please, I can't go back in there.
I'll do anything you want.
Oh, you poor thing.
Can we get him?
He can help us.
Please, pretty please.
He's just perfect.
KLAUS: Of course, he's perfect.
Now, hand over those coins.
But do you think he can make it to the city?
He seems fragile.
Everything I sell comes with a money back guarantee.
If he sinks, bring him back.
I'm afraid you'll have to trust me.
Or continue to rot on this island.
That's the choice that I made.
Sure, I regret it, but every choice comes with its own risk.
Ask yourself what your biggest fear is.
BIRDMAN: Don't worry, son.
Whatever you do, I'll always be proud of you.
(SQUAWKING)
(METALLIC RATTLING)
Attack!
(SHOUTING) (LAUGHING)
Well, well, well, what have we here?
Trespassers here to steal from us.
Let's cut off their hands!
Yeah! Yes!
No, no, no, no, we're only just passing through.
(SQUAWKING)
Shut UP!
You think I believe a fox, huh?
You came here to steal our treasure, you thieving fox.
Yeah, you want our copper.
Yeah. You want valuable copper.
We're the law.
There are no cops here.
Now, give us all your stuff.
Come on, hand it over.
These look nice.
Hey, leave her alone.
Quiet or I'll cut you.
Nothin' but crap in here.
Hey, I found a piggy back.
Empty.
Search everything.
They must have something of value.
What's inside the box?
Please don't harm him. He's innocent.
Wait! It's probably worth something.
You might be able to sell it for a shitload of give.
(SNIFFING)
I love give. It's the elixir of life.
Then what should we do with them?
Could we skin 'em?
Bunny fur is nice.
No, the tribunal first.
Take the girls to the village.
And as for the thieving fox, torture him.
I don't care how. (CRYING)
Just make it as painful as possible.
(LAUGHING)
RAT LEADER: We have our own law.
Our law is necessary.
HOME SWEET HOME
Our law will be for everyone.
And whoever is guilty shall pay with their blood.
(SHOUTING)
RAT: Kill them, kill them all!
RAT: String 'em up!
Give 'em all the guillotine.
Douse them with hot oil!
Hot oil!
Run them through! Kill them!
Beloved leader.
All seeing, all knowing, we call for your judgment.
We caught these three thieves.
They were trying to steal from our territory, our home.
Tell us, what should we do with them?
They were trying to steal from us?
Well, for thieves, they sound pretty pathetic.
So maybe they're really cops.
(LAUGHING)
We were only trying to get off the island, I swear.
Please let us go.
We won't report you.
We don't even know who you are.
What do you mean you don't know who we are?
They claim that they don't know who we are.
We're the forgotten children, that's who we are.
RATS: We don't have father or mothers.
In the filth, we seek our future.
The future has passed.
Filth is the present.
Blood is our law.
And you, on the other hand, are nothing.
You are just meat, meat without a soul.
You live on your island, safe in your cardboard world,
away from all the filth and the pain.
We're forced to feed off your filth and your garbage
and your pain.
(MECHANICAL WHIRRING)
(SQUAWKING)
RAT LEADER: Sharpen the knives and make them bleed.
Make them bleed and make them scream,
so we can feed off their pain.
(GROWLING)
(ROARING)
Huh?
(GASPING)
(ROARING)
Who dares interrupt the tribunal?
Defend our trash!
Fight for your filth!
(ROARING)
Slaughter the beast!
(ROARING)
Be gone, you monstrosity.
This is our dump, not yours.
We are the forgotten children.
We don't have fathers or mothers.
In the filth, we seek our future.
RAT: How 'bout you die, huh?
(ROARING)
(SCREAMING)
(ROARING)
(RUMBLING)
SANDRA: Dinky, Dinky?
Wake up, Dinky.
Are you okay?
Come on, we've got to get out of here.
Yeah, hopefully before that scary monster comes back.
No.
We can't stay here.
No!
Dinky, wait!
Leave her.
Birdboy!
Birdboy, Birdboy!
(GROWLING)
It's okay, it's me.
You're safe.
Try to relax, you're safe now.
You have to leave.
Come with me, Birdboy, please.
Please.
Beep, beep, it's getting late, beep.
Fly away with us.
We'll start a new life far away from here.
You can guide us.
You've always known how to fly.
Let's go, come.
I love you!
(THUNDER RUMBLING)
Welcome aboard, everyone.
(THUNDER RUMBLING)
Don't worry, I'm sure it's just a passing shower.
Hold on tightly!
(SHOUTING)
(GUNSHOT BANGING)
That a boy, nice shot.
Now you're a real cop.
What are you doing?
Save yourself.
Let her drown.
She wouldn't help you.
(GASPING)
Hey, hey, over here!
Help us, please, help us!
Birdboy.
DINKY'S DAD: My goodness, where the hell have you been?
Oh, just look at you, you're drenched and freezing.
Jonathan told us you didn't go to school again today.
We were really worried about you, Dinky.
What's wrong with you?
Just talk to us.
We break our backs for you, and this is how you repay us?
Thank God for happy pills.
And thank God for our precious little Jonathan.
Little Johnny's always the best.
Dear Diary,
I wasn't planning on writing here again.
I was so sure I'd be leaving all this misery behind,
but in the end, things didn't work out
the way I'd planned them.
But it shouldn't surprise me, since nothing ever does.
Escape feels impossible.
I can't long for freedom because I can't even imagine it.
Maybe I just need to accept defeat.
I'll never fight again.
(GRUNTING)
(GASPING)
Maybe this is my place forever.
(CHIRPING)
(GASPING)
Hm?
Birdboy?
(SOMBER ELECTRONIC MUSIC)
"BIRDBOY: The Forgotten Children"
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Based on the graphic novel "Psiconautas" by Alberto Vazquez
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