Tubal-cain:
When I heard talk of miracles, I dismissed them. But then I saw the birds with my own eyes, flying here, and I had to come.
Noah:
There isn't anything for you here.
Tubal-cain:
No? This all belongs to me. This land. This forest. That stronghold of yours. Did you really think you could protect yourself from me in that?
Noah:
It's not protection from you.
Tubal-cain:
Then what is it?
Noah:
An ark to hold the innocent when The Creator sends his deluge to wipe out the wicked from this world.
Tubal-cain:
The Creator does not care what happens in this world. Nobody has heard from Him since He marked Cain. We are alone. Orphaned children, cursed to struggle by the sweat of our brow to survive. Damned if I don't do everything it takes to do just that. Damned if I don't take what I want.
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