Episode 2.00 transcript - “Welcome Back to windfall”

ADAM RAYMONDA: Windfall is intended for a mature audiences, see our show notes for more information. Listener discretion is advised.

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WANDA: My dear Proximans, we're now three months past the tragic events of Contact Day…

SHAIMA: Are we doing the right thing taking in all these people? What if we can't provide for everyone?

GERT: It's a war zone up there. We have the space, so it's our moral obligation to help, the rest is just logistics.

WANDA: and as we recover from the entirely accidental malfunctions of our visiting allies' convoy ships, 

TIMMS: You must have assumed that this was a more elegant invasion?

TIN MAN: I assumed that I was dealing with a civilized army, not a lawless hoard of xenophobic goons.

WANDA: We implore you all as loyal subjects to work hand-in-hand with our new friends to rebuild a new world for us all. 

ANTONY: For starters, I won't take this hunting knife strapped to my boot and cut off any of your little bits.

ROOT: Well that is rather kind of you sir.

ANTONY: Oh, but maybe I should?

WANDA: Able-bodied Proximans are kindly requested to report to ground bases one through six, as designated by your neighborhood grid, to join the work effort.

KENDALL: What does that mean?

VIVIENNE: I don't really see an alternative. They're forcing everyone else into work camps to rebuild the East Tower.

WANDA: In exchange for your time you will be rewarded with hot rations, 

LEBOOF: My wife and I need a room, we need clean sheets. What we DO NOT need is an extra bowl of GRUEL.

PAVLIMA: You are here as the guests of our brave and generous grounder friends, by your own choice. By that token, you are free to leave and seek out more desirable quarters on the war-torn surface of our former city, or you're free to stay here, in relative safety, and accept their hospitality, such as it is.

WANDA: and the satisfaction of placing your own humble stamp on this bold new era of Human-Proximan cohabitation. 

TIMMS: WANDA'S MISSING, I REPEAT, WANDA IS MISSING. LOCK THE WHOLE FUCKING CASTLE DOWN, AND TEAR IT APART.

TIN MAN: I'm sure she's just off to the kitchens for a snack.

CAS: Wanda dammit!

KENDALL: Come on, Cas. Keep it together. Argus needs you now more than ever.

WANDA: I'm sorry. I'm so, so sorry. I've never left the city. I didn't know what was happening-

HELINA: -You no longer have the luxury of looking the other way My Majesty. I'm a living illustration of the atrocities committed in your name.

ARGUS: Wait, so how many humans are coming here?

TIN MAN: Oh, a couple million, I'd say.

WANDA: Together we will achieve all that we dare to believe.