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IN TRIBUTE TO MORRIS AND GOSCINNY

Louise, stop.

It's pointless.

No. Doing nothing is pointless.

Giving up, staying quiet, not saying anything like you.

Nothing!

What do you think?

You think I don't want to scream?

That I don't have regrets?

If I'm quiet, it's because...

I'm hurting, too, because it hurts.

Who was my mother to you?

Oh, no.

No, no, no, no!

Luke, who was my mother to you?

-How long have we been talking? -Don't ignore my question.

-Louise! How long? -I don't know. Thirty seconds?

Listen carefully.

In less than a minute, I'll be unconscious.

-What? -This cactus, it's a desert rose.

Its thorns are deadly.

We've got less than 12 hours before I fall asleep forever.

And I...

You can't save me on your own. You're gonna need help.

Joe? Should I warn Joe?

No, no, no, no! Definitely not.

If he sees me unconscious, he'll smother me with a pillow...

...or something else.

Not many pillows around here.

-Luke. Luke. Luke? -Queen Crow.

-Queen what? -Queen Crow.

Who?

She's a former slave turned shaman. Only she can save me.

She lives north of the mountains, behind the canyon there.

The most important thing is...

Is what? The most important thing is what?

Luke, what is it? Hey!

Let me guess. This gets worse, doesn't it?

CHAPTER V THE ROOTS

Your cowboy's in the dreamworld.

W-What? Say that again.

He's in the dream world now, a prisoner of his past.

I understand what you're saying.

Well, not the "dream in the past" thing, but--

A desert rose, born long before time was invented.

When past, present, and future were tangled.

Sending back there those it pricks.

- He's in the dreamworld now. - Okay.

How do we bring him back then?

You need to follow him there.

Free him from his memories, from his regrets.

He must mend what was broken.

It's a strange concept for a rational mind, but okay.

It's a dangerous journey, and many never come back.

If you go,

you must be sure.

I've only got him.

Bring him back before the dust sunset.

You need to follow alone.

It's a dangerous journey.

Many never come back.

Bring him back before the dust sunset,

or you'll both be imprisoned, forever trapped in the dream world.

Take his hand.

There's not much happening.

I've got sweaty palms,

and I'm more emotional than expected, but...

Free him from his memories.

It's a dangerous journey. Many never come back.

You need to follow him there.

Into his memories.

Argh!

You'll pay for dropping my gun in the spittoon.

Let her go, or else.

Firepower is cute.

Now, if you had a bullet and a gun, you'd be set.

And your gun? You want to shoot?

It's dripping on your boot.

Whoa! You writing a poem or what? Because now, I'm scared.

Oh, I'm sure you are,

considering your leg's covered in tequila and tobacco juice.

A super flammable man.

My name's Luke.

Uh...

-Louise. -Well, Louise.

Sorry to involve you in that mess. This too shall pass.

I'll be back, you little shit.

And I'll kill you, and everyone you love.

You hear me? Yeah, and everyone you love. You hear me?

Yeah. You're dead! All of you! I'll kill all of you! All of you!

"I'll kill you! You're dead! All of you!"

I swear, you have a subscription to lame sentences,

Yeah. Desperados don't have a ton of imagination.

Hey, uh, have we met before?

Uh... Well, no.

There's no way we've met.

But it's nice of you to invite me over for coffee.

Yeah, don't be silly. I'm the reason you were assaulted.

Toukom?

Toukom what?

Got me, Broken Wing. That's her.

Oh, I'm sorry. That's right.

Toukom, hello. We say, "Toukom, hello" where I come from.

Uh-huh.

You better go put your hat back on.

The sun is strong around here, little papoose.

Find what was broken.

Mmm.

So, Luke, I was wondering,

- uh, is there anything that was broken-- - Luke?

I'm sorry. Charlie.

You're so...

You're really...

You're right. There's no words for her.

You set a desperado on fire?

He took away my guns.

Good thing, too, since this is what you do with a match.

He's a brute.

The guy was extorting the owner, assaulting the girls,

and he made racist remarks about my necklace.

Sometimes courage means that you can clench your fist,

but hold your punch.

Well, then the Sheriff of Albuquerque must be really brave.

Yeah. Because he knows those guys are usually in gangs,

and that violence begets violence.

Hmm. And, uh, and justice?

That can't only be attained by force.

There's, uh, education, mutual aid, information, that sort of thing.

Hmm. Well, as long as desperados have guns,

it means justice needs to be cocked and loaded.

You sound like the guys that you fight.

No wonder the sheriff refuses to take you on as a deputy.

Oh, no. Are those beans? We're having beans again?

Yeah, well, one day, you're gonna miss my beans,

like you'll miss my advice. You rebel.

The rebel revealed the rebels!

-That's pretty hard to say. -Yeah.

The Rebel revealed the rebels! The Rebel revealed the rebels!

The rebel revealed the rebels! The rebel revealed the rebels!

The rebel revealed the rebels! The rebel...

I miss those bursts of laughter. Laughing, I mean.

He acts confused, but he knows Broken Wing is right.

And how did you two meet?

This boy at the orphanage where I grew up, Ben.

There was just one word for this kid, and it's "brute."

He was much stronger, he was bigger.

We lived with knots in our stomachs.

Until the day a new orphan arrived.

He wasn't bigger, he wasn't stronger or meaner than Ben, but...

-But faster? -He was so much faster.

You couldn't land one punch.

Plus, the one time Ben did manage to catch him,

Luke had this secret move, and everyone saw him take Ben down.

He couldn't handle that.

He came after us.

So I went over to Luke...

the first time we ever talked...

I went over to ask if he would beat Ben up so he'd leave us alone.

-He refused. -Yep.

But he taught his secret move to all the kids at the orphanage.

Luke's not the type to tyrannize tyrants.

He likes teaching the oppressed not to be oppressed.

Hmm.

And that's the day I fell in love with him.

Even if he is still a child.

Look at him.

You better hurry, little cowboy.

Time is running out.

You're fast, cowboy.

But not that fast.

-That's harassment. -It doesn't suit you.

Well...

Yeah, but you know, cowboys smoke.

None of them chew straw.

Here.

Or you'll both be imprisoned, forever trapped.

It's a dangerous journey and many never come back.

The man at the flea market told me

the star symbolizes the light that guides our way in the dark.

Like you do for me?

You may not have a pistol or a horse, but at least you have a badge.

Hey, I have a horse.

I do have a horse. He doesn't know it, but I've got one the one.

The one you caught, in the pen?

-Yeah. -No, he's untamable.

Same as you, Luke Lucky.

Ha-ha.

We haven't said that's our last name yet.

You know it's a great idea.

-Oh, yeah? 'Cause it's your idea? -No,

because we're lucky we found each other.

You know what? Speaking of luck, I think I'll try mine with my new horse.

Third time this week, and it's only Tuesday.

Free him from his memories, from his regrets.

He must mend what was broken.

Hey, Luke, um, I was wondering...

Is there anything lately

that would seem like it's, uh... broken for you?

-Meaning... -I'm just trying to make conversation.

But, uh, is there anything in your life that's broken right now for you or...

Anything?

Besides my tailbone 'cause of this guy?

Not that I know of.

Do you mind?

It's your spine.

Shh.

Hey, handsome.

Shh.

There you go. Yes, we love having scratches on our chin.

Aw, look, even the mule is here to welcome you.

What's he doing here?

Don't do this. Please, don't do this!

Hey, he's fryin'!

I think that's enough, Lightning.

What do you think of him?

Ready to speak?

What'd you say his name was?

Broken Wing.

That's why I figured that I'd help fix his wing.

All right, Smokey,

where's your cowboy?

- Stop it. I'm begging you. - Stop talking to him, Charlie.

-The sheriff is going to-- -The sheriff sent us here.

To help find the accomplice of the psycho who's out here burning gunfighters.

Can you handle this?

We'll surprise him, all right?

You from behind and me from the front.

Forgive me, Indian, I didn't even introduce myself.

They call me Lightning.

And you are?

Broken Wing.

Is that right?

It's funny.

You remind me of that nasty Big Bear the sheriff's looking for.

Anyway, that's what I'll tell the sheriff.

And like Big Bear...

you've got a scar on your left cheek.

Or is it the right?

No.

I know where.

It's your mouth.

Wanna speak up now?

Drop the gun...

and enjoy the show.

No, you're right, Indian.

Big Bear's face isn't scarred.

But he is missing an ear.

The next one's for you.

Let her go, or you'll get one.

Hmm.

The problem, cowboy...

is Lightning, of course...

strikes before you can say its name.

Luke!

Mama!

Mama. Mama...

Mama.

Mama.

Mama. Mama!

Charlie!

The bullet shattered her shoulder.

She's been asleep for three days now, but she's okay.

Where's Luke?

He's gone.

To the desert.

When he woke up, he was possessed,

consumed by his shame.

He wasn't able to look at us.

Not at me or her.

He said I was right,

he'd never be sheriff.

He would put us in danger 'cause he had failed to protect us.

He said that Lightning's bullet should never have hit Charlie.

And he was gonna make sure it would never happen again.

So I told him

the fates that the gods choose for us are like shadows stuck to our feet.

Charlie wasn't able to escape her shadow.

That's when he said that one day...

he would face his own shadow,

and beat it.

Where are you going?

To mend what's broken.

You have to come back, Luke.

You have to come back, Luke.

Well, hi to you, too.

Geez, it's been three years. Where are your manners?

Three years throwing stones in the desert?

Have you lost it?

There were scorpions, too.

Okay, you're faster than your shadow. Wonderful.

But you're done. It's time to come home.

No.

I'm not ready for Lightning.

I've got more work to do.

I'm not talking about him.

No.

Luke, you have to come back.

Make him.

So she lives in Albuquerque now.

She's waiting for you.

Wait, is that what happened?

You came back.

You came back after three years.

And you saw them through the window.

With that guy.

My replacement.

-With whom she had a-- -Wait, you don't know that.

He could be a neighbor who's visiting.

He could be a doctor, anyone.

Yeah, but he's not me.

I don't belong in this place.

Stay right there!

You open that door, 'cause if you don't, we'll never know.

Neither of us will.

That woman and that girl, they could be waiting in there, waiting for you.

Maybe they need you?

Luke!

Okay, that's fine. Move on!

But you know what will happen then?

You'll become Lucky Luke.

The man who shoots faster than his shadow.

You'll be admired, you'll be hated.

But you'll always be alone.

With no one...

apart from your horse.

He'll be the one you talk to because you're alone.

You, the poor lonely cowboy.

You'll spend your life trying to fix everything,

every little injustice.

It'll be like a black hole sucking you toward the setting sun.

Away from everyone.

Always repairing, repairing always.

Because no matter what you do,

you'll always be haunted by what was broken.

This moment, when you stood at the door...

refusing to open it.

You had a little too much fun with the knife.

I had to get you awake somehow. She told me that.

To bring back the girl I had to bring you back.

She says he's telling the truth.

And that she told him the knife wouldn't work.

So you enjoyed yourself?

Don't complain. I could have carved a flower,

- or my face, like... - Oh, yeah.

So I should be thanking you.

You owe me your life for the rest of your life.

Oh, that drives you crazy, huh?

Did you hear her?

That still doesn't prove that you're what woke me up.

- Oh, really? - Really.

How did y'all get back then?

Uh...

- I have no idea. - No idea.

-No... Yeah. -Huh? No?

- I actually don't remember at all. - Neither of us remember, it's blurry.

All right, let's move.

She needs us.

Wait, what do you mean "she"?

Who is "she"?

Your mother.

She's still alive.

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