Greta Thunberg and Winston Churchill are stuck in Cabin in a Snowstorm and forced to have a deep conversation.

"This infernal climate denial is a plague upon our future, Mr. Churchill! We must act now!" Greta exclaimed, her eyes blazing.

Churchill puffed on his cigar, "Young lady, action without foresight is mere folly; we must consider the economic realities of a nation."

"Realities? What reality will there be with a burning planet, Sir?" Greta retorted, her voice filled with urgency.

"Courage is rightly esteemed the first of human qualities," Churchill boomed, "but courage must be tempered with pragmatism, not hysterical pronouncements."

"Pragmatism? Your 'pragmatism' is destroying my generation's future!" Greta shot back, her frustration palpable.

"We shall fight on the beaches, we shall fight on the landing grounds," Churchill declared, his gaze unwavering, "but we must first secure the means to fight."

"The means are renewable energy! Innovation! Not clinging to outdated industries that are killing us!" Greta countered, her voice rising.

"There is no guarantee that these innovations will provide the energy we need, and the people require warmth and food," Churchill stated firmly.

"But what of the future? Will you condemn us all to a slow, agonizing death just for short-term gains?" Greta pleaded, her voice tinged with despair.

"Never give in, never give in, never, never, never," Churchill intoned, "but we must also never sacrifice the present for an uncertain tomorrow."