While academics debate tactics

Doc, what were Brick and Big Daddy fighting about out in the rain?

Yes, argue while our house burns.

Just, uh, some people in the corridor arguing.

I think they're arguing about something.

They're just arguing. A little loudly, but they're men.

They're arguing whether to make it first or seconddegree murder.

So I study social media, which means, to a first approximation, I watch people argue.

They re ours!

They re here! They re here!

They're things like this.

Those are the Ubangis... one of the most feared and courageous tribes.

The monkeys argue about Nietzsche without ever giving any consideration to the fact that Nietzsche .. was just another monkey.

They jump high. They wear red.

They insist they never saw her.

They don t fall over. They don t fall.

They are not. They are human beings with different views and different visions for the world.

They don't fall over. They don't fall.

They fear Ben Yusuf as we do. They are your friends.

They are bringing him, my friend. They are bringing your boy.

They're retired. They let their girls work for them.

They don't even think of themselves as animals.

They don't hang up on their wives. They don't hang up on life. Would you just please let go?

Danny, they're moving through the tunnel now. They're getting out.

They wouldn't come in a spaceship. Only planes.

Scott, people know. They realise. They're not laughing at you.

They are Christians.

Sure they are.

There he is!

Hit the wall.

You're going to tell them yourself, okay?

They are our family.

I want ground forces to move and secure a new perimeter around that crash site. Can you guide the convoy in there? Roger that.

We're good!

They are monkeys.

They are running!

They love them.

I guess they're here. Surprise!

They begin to chant.

They are mad I agree with you!

The Wakumbas.

No, they're Kabaranda.

They come to trade.

Get back in there.

They White.