When I came to this country, I was a young man, but my heart was like yours. I was sad, angry, and scared. When I met Miriam, I didn't know we would fall in love. We started as friends, or she tried to be my friend, but I wasn't interested. We worked together at the World Relief Fund. I was so sad that we couldn't help all of the people. Miriam told stories from the Old Testament. About people who had so many troubles, slaves who wanted to leave the desert. They had no food nor water. But in all of this, God came to their rescue and helped them. I used to make fun of God. I was just like you. I didn't believe there was a God who can do wonders. Then, my life started to improve. The pain in my heart also started to fade away. I started to think about the slaves in the desert. I thought it was their will, their faith in each other, that made God possible in the desert. Maybe we make God. God does not make us. Kwesi, me and Miriam are not asking you to believe in what we believe in. Also, we are not asking you to think about us as your mother and father. We are telling you the important things so that you can follow and choose when you want.
Ram: It's so ironic, isn't it? We're literally surrounded by water. There's enough in the walls of this ship to keep us alive for weeks. Misha: Yeah. Yeah, I wish we could access it. Lu: Even if we could, we still need that water to shield us from radiation. Ram: But that's the irony. We're like those sailors who die of thirst in the middle of the ocean. Kwesi: Except that we are not going to die.