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Back to EpisodesLost Cause: {AETHER.}
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INT. VOID / LIMINAL SPACE - NIGHT
CHAOSHey, Sis.
CCNow that’s strange.
CHAOSGet this: I’m you.
CCWell, that’s stupid.
CHAOSTo you.
FINIYou’re a similar, aren’t you?
REDNo, I’m a familiar.
FINIClose enough.
CHAOSIt’s not enough. It’s not the same. Not even close.
FINITorture. Who are you?
CHAOSI’m not distinctly anything.
FINIWhy am I Jimmy Kimmel?
CHAOSWho knows!
FINIGreat, now the president hates me twice.
CHAOSDon’t be so sure.
FINIIt’s just a friendly game of—
CHAOSOh, there’s my ogre.
FINIYou have an ogre?!
CHAOSI have everything.
FINII see that.
CHAOSThat’s great, now wake up.
INT. GREEN ROOM / DREAMSPACE - CONTINUOUS
JIMMY KIMMEL bolts upright, gasping as he wakes from a dream of golfing with Donald Trump.
KIMMELAre we friends?!
A beat.
VOICE (O.S.)Possibly!
CCYo. Lorne, you gotta stop doing this.
VOICE (O.S.)Doing what?
KIMMELIs he younger?!
A boyish, youthful LORNE MICHAELS sits pleasant and completely calm, casually eating popped corn as he speaks with an almost maniacal chill—chill, as in too calm, but also sort of electric.
KIMMEL (CONT'D)Uh... Dude.
LORNE MICHAELSUgh.
KIMMELYou’re horrible. You’re horrible. How did you learn to do this?!
LORNE MICHAELSWhen did you develop that habit?
KIMMELWhen did you?
LORNE MICHAELSYou’re right.
{Enter The Multiverse}
"The Timekeeper"
VOICE (O.S.)Open your eyes.
KIMMELOh no. Not you again.
VOICE (O.S.)Me. Again.
KIMMELYo! Fuck you!
VOICE (O.S.)You’re a DJ.
KIMMELNO!
VOICE (O.S.)THE END.
KIMMELTHE END.
SKRILLEX (V.O.)THE END—AGAIN.
KIMMELAGAIN?! THIS IS YOUR F—
[The Festival Project ™]
AULTYo, why do I do this?
VOICE (O.S.)You’re fasting again.
AULTI’m not fasting. I’m starving to death.
VOICE (O.S.)MY FAULT?! THIS IS YOUR F—
AULTYou fucked up.
VOICE (O.S.)Well. I did.
AULTThis is your fault, you know.
👀
L E G E N D SI C O N S
T I T A N S VS. O L Y M P I A N SROUND III
CCYou know I’ve been writing this series for seven years.
VOICE (O.S.)Yeah, and look where it got you.
CCIt got me—
🏙️ 🌃 🌆✈️ ✈️ ✈️
CC (CONT'D)Oh. Huh.
VOICE (O.S.)Yeah, that’s right. "Oh."
CCYo, that’s strange.The color of Lorne was distorted;I noted the Martian below him;I’m older but all out of order,My honor aborted award shows,Coveted,Conan was lo and behold him,All over the asphalt,Sat on a fault line,Fell into hard times, a giantMulti-conglomerate global,Holding awards up,Shout out to also important,Impostor for n
CHAOSHey, Sis.
CCNow that’s strange.
CHAOSGet this: I’m you.
CCWell, that’s stupid.
CHAOSTo you.
FINIYou’re a similar, aren’t you?
REDNo, I’m a familiar.
FINIClose enough.
CHAOSIt’s not enough. It’s not the same. Not even close.
FINITorture. Who are you?
CHAOSI’m not distinctly anything.
FINIWhy am I Jimmy Kimmel?
CHAOSWho knows!
FINIGreat, now the president hates me twice.
CHAOSDon’t be so sure.
FINIIt’s just a friendly game of—
CHAOSOh, there’s my ogre.
FINIYou have an ogre?!
CHAOSI have everything.
FINII see that.
CHAOSThat’s great, now wake up.
INT. GREEN ROOM / DREAMSPACE - CONTINUOUS
JIMMY KIMMEL bolts upright, gasping as he wakes from a dream of golfing with Donald Trump.
KIMMELAre we friends?!
A beat.
VOICE (O.S.)Possibly!
CCYo. Lorne, you gotta stop doing this.
VOICE (O.S.)Doing what?
KIMMELIs he younger?!
A boyish, youthful LORNE MICHAELS sits pleasant and completely calm, casually eating popped corn as he speaks with an almost maniacal chill—chill, as in too calm, but also sort of electric.
KIMMEL (CONT'D)Uh... Dude.
LORNE MICHAELSUgh.
KIMMELYou’re horrible. You’re horrible. How did you learn to do this?!
LORNE MICHAELSWhen did you develop that habit?
KIMMELWhen did you?
LORNE MICHAELSYou’re right.
{Enter The Multiverse}
"The Timekeeper"
VOICE (O.S.)Open your eyes.
KIMMELOh no. Not you again.
VOICE (O.S.)Me. Again.
KIMMELYo! Fuck you!
VOICE (O.S.)You’re a DJ.
KIMMELNO!
VOICE (O.S.)THE END.
KIMMELTHE END.
SKRILLEX (V.O.)THE END—AGAIN.
KIMMELAGAIN?! THIS IS YOUR F—
[The Festival Project ™]
AULTYo, why do I do this?
VOICE (O.S.)You’re fasting again.
AULTI’m not fasting. I’m starving to death.
VOICE (O.S.)MY FAULT?! THIS IS YOUR F—
AULTYou fucked up.
VOICE (O.S.)Well. I did.
AULTThis is your fault, you know.
👀
L E G E N D SI C O N S
T I T A N S VS. O L Y M P I A N SROUND III
CCYou know I’ve been writing this series for seven years.
VOICE (O.S.)Yeah, and look where it got you.
CCIt got me—
🏙️ 🌃 🌆✈️ ✈️ ✈️
CC (CONT'D)Oh. Huh.
VOICE (O.S.)Yeah, that’s right. "Oh."
CCYo, that’s strange.The color of Lorne was distorted;I noted the Martian below him;I’m older but all out of order,My honor aborted award shows,Coveted,Conan was lo and behold him,All over the asphalt,Sat on a fault line,Fell into hard times, a giantMulti-conglomerate global,Holding awards up,Shout out to also important,Impostor for n