無眠覺醒

Jill: Fixing this car is going to be so hard. Oh, man. Okay. But there are books on that, okay? You hear? Dodge: Burn the books, man. Burn 'em all. Don't need those anymore. Jill: Ah, eyes! Can you maybe just not- Focus on the road, please. Not talk to her so she can concentrate, please. Dodge: Enough people said that the Earth was flat, so the Earth was flat. Then, they said the Earth was round... so the Earth was round. Noah: The Earth is round. Dodge: Prove it. Noah: Science proves it. Dodge: Science? And who understands the science, huh? Jill: Eyes on the road, please. Always. Dodge: Enough people talk about something, right? Then they put it in the books, and then the book becomes fact. Then it's settled. Then no one understands it anymore, no one even talks about it anymore. Fuck, this is why we gotta burn the books man. Matilda: He said the F-word. Jill: I know. Please shut up. Jill: She's a kid. Dodge: Okay. Dodge: You know, my grandmama, you know what she used to tell me? That all the world's problems could disappear in one generation if every kid grew up forgetting all the shit they were taught, the shit that doesn't make sense, but you're taught it enough times you believe it. Then we could actually live in a world where no one is starving... and everyone's equal.