(FOOTSTEPS APPROACH)
(WHIRRING)
(d "WORKING MAN" BY RUSH PLAYING d)
(BIRDS CHIRPING)
(DUCKS CALLING)
(FISHING LINE ZIPPING)
(d MUSIC PLAYING ON COMPUTER d)
(COMPUTER BEEPS)
- (EXPLOSION) - (DEL BREATHING RAPIDLY)
(FIREWORKS SCREECHING)
(EXPLOSION)
(EXPLOSIONS INTENSIFY)
(FIREWORKS SCREECHING)
(EXPLOSIONS CONTINUE)
(CAR ALARM RINGING)
(CAR ALARM ECHOING)
(CAR ALARM RINGING LOUDER)
(CAR ALARM RINGING)
(GRUNTS)
Hello?
DEL: Is there anybody else?
Hey.
Is there anybody else?
There's nobody else.
Why are you still alive?
Why are you?
Why do you have a gun?
Just found it on the road, thought it might come in handy.
For what?
Well, I mean, they could reanimate all of a sudden.
- That's not gonna happen. - (DOORKNOB TURNING)
Come on. I have to pee.
- Just give... Give me a minute. - It's an emergency.
DEL: Hold on.
Okay, I'll unlock the door.
You just... You have to count backwards from 100.
And then you can open the door.
Okay.
There's a car downstairs waiting for you.
You have to... You have to go...
to wherever you were... on your way to.
- Okay? - Yeah.
Yes!
- One hundred... - DEL: No, don't start yet.
- Ninety-nine. - Hold on.
I unlock the door and then you start counting backwards from 100.
Step away from it, please.
GRACE: Unlock the door!
(DOOR UNLOCKING)
GRACE: One hundred, ninety-nine...
You sounded shorter.
GRACE: Hey!
Wait!
Where's the smell?
- Where are all the bodies? - I buried them.
GRACE: All of them?
The keys.
I wanna stay.
So you're telling me you're just totally fine with letting the human race go extinct?
DEL: Good luck.
Maybe I can help you clear the rest of the bodies.
You'd get it all done a lot quicker
if you had an extra set of hands.
Maybe we could expand to the next town, then we could go to the town after that.
DEL: There are no next towns.
(d "FINDING MY WAY" BY RUSH PLAYING d)
d Ooh, said I d
d I'm coming back To look for you d
d Ooh, said I d
d I'm going by the back door d
(d SONG PLAYS THROUGH EARPHONES d)
GRACE: So, why do you think it all happened?
Everybody just dropping dead.
DEL: It doesn't matter.
GRACE: It could've been the rapture.
Or some... neurodegenerative disease
that only affects, like, 99.99 percent of the population.
Are you using chopsticks?
- Where were you when it happened? - Sleeping.
You were sleeping? On a Tuesday afternoon?
I worked nights.
Where?
- Right here. - In the library?
Weren't you lonely?
Are you gonna keep asking me questions all night?
That's what people do; they ask each other questions.
You know what?
I'll tell you when I felt lonely.
I felt lonely when it was me and 1,600 other people in this town.
I was pretty fucking lonely.
You have any more questions?
- I'll get my stuff. - Okay.
(CAR DOOR BEEPING)
GRACE: Fuck!
Stupid fuck!
(KNOCK ON WINDOW)
You scared me.
Where are you headed?
Niagara Falls.
I'm... seeing all the landmarks.
And after that?
Just Niagara Falls.
Why are you here?
I thought about it, and worried if I changed my mind you'd be long gone.
Maybe we could have some sort of trial period. I don't know.
We can't just...
Whoa...
What's your name?
I'm Del.
- I'm Grace. - Okay.
(TYRES SCREECHES)
(d HIP-HOP PLAYS IN PASSING CAR d)
Why are you here?
Uh, there wasn't, um... Well, it didn't have an X on the curb, so...
Well, I haven't cleaned this part of town yet.
GRACE: Who is she?
Mrs. Young.
All right. Let's do it.
- Do what? - Let's clean.
I clean the houses. I have a very specific way of doing it.
Teach me.
Just this one house.
I don't know what the fuck that is.
Batteries.
Single most important commodity the dead have to offer.
The necrophiliac in me would have to disagree with you.
You might wanna... put this on.
- What are you doing? - I'm cleaning.
Why? It's not like anyone's gonna come in here again.
Entropy is the idea that there's chaos...
GRACE: Yeah, it's a chaos thing, I know.
DEL: With every piece of trash we pick up,
there's one less case for chaos in the universe.
GRACE: Has anyone ever told you you're kind of a weird guy?
Yeah. But they're all dead now.
GRACE: What are you looking for?
DEL: You know who Tolstoy is?
- I fucking know who Tolstoy is. - War and Peace.
DEL: Mrs. Young owed 700-dollars worth of late fees.
GRACE: Found it!
- You what? - I found it.
(DALE EXHALES)
She stretched the leather.
Wait.
- Aren't you gonna say something? - DEL: Why?
She was a person.
Uh... Did you say something for everybody that you saw?
- No. - Exactly.
GRACE: I held my breath.
DEL: I'm sorry. What?
Every time I saw one,
I would hold my breath for ten seconds.
It's just something stupid I did.
Okay.
(EXHALES)
(BOTTLES RATTLING)
GRACE: We should make chicken wings.
Too bad we can't!
Chicken wings with ranch.
God, I miss ranch. (LICKING HER FINGERS)
I could put it in a cheeseburger, pizza...
a sandwich.
It was so good.
These are expired.
- Fuck it. - (CLANGS)
There's so many things that are gone.
Pepperoni pizza dipped in ranch.
We can have some strawberry pie filling.
It's still good.
What do you miss the most?
Quiet.
- GRACE: What? - Nothing.
Fuck.
- Clean up on aisle five! - Can you pick that up, please?
(LAUGHING)
(d "WORKING MAN" BY RUSH PLAYING d)
d I get up at seven, yeah d
d And I go to work at nine d
d I got no time for livin' Yes, I'm workin' all the time d
d It seems to me I could live my life d
d A lot better than I think I am d
d I guess that's why they call me d
d They call me the workin' man d
GRACE: Del!
Del!
Hello?
(CHILD'S VOICE ECHOING)
(ECHOING VOICES)
(ECHOING INTENSIFIES)
(DOOR OPENS, CLOSES)
(d "LIVIN' PROOF" BY GROUP HOME PLAYING d)
d And if I can't have it then I'm taking it d
d That's how it is 'cause I'm living trife d
d Where's my knife? Take a chance with your life d
d Rappers decapitate and disintegrate d
d You I will mutilate when I penetrate d
d Go for the one when I say raid d
d A hitman for hire and I wanna get paid d
d 'Cause bullets are sprayed and anybody is laid d
d More money is made and that's the family trade d
d See I make moves and tell what's the truth d
d That's why I'm here to be living proof d
d Leave it up to me while I be living proof d
(MUSIC STOPS)
- Fuck. - (SQUEAKING SOUND)
(SQUEAKING CONTINUES)
(SQUEAKING)
(DOOR CREAKING)
(BANG)
(SQUEAKING)
Come on!
- Welcome to the dog pound, Del. - What are you doing?
- (DOG WHINING) - Here.
Can you believe she survived? Good girl, good girl.
Here. Come here, girl.
- All right. I'm allergic. - (DOG BARKING)
GRACE: Hey. (CHUCKLES)
- Hey! - (DOG PANTING)
Good girl, good girl.
Hey! (SMACKING LIPS)
Aw!
- What should we name her? - Bruce.
Hey.
GRACE: Dewey? Like the decimal system.
Nah...
I get it.
Balzac.
Ball-sack!
But she doesn't have a ball sack.
Have some more wine.
- That's a real name, you know. - No, it's not.
Dog!
Hey! Hi!
Hi, good girl.
(FISHING LINE ZIPPING)
(BIRDS CALLING)
GRACE: I had a goldfish once.
A goldfish! It lived for two years.
That's a really long time for a goldfish to live, you know.
Goldfish can actually live up to about 25 years.
Twenty-five years? No.
- So? It's not really that long. - That is not true!
That's not true.
Goldfish, they live, like, a week.
They live, like, a day.
They die, like, the next day. That's their thing.
That's their thing that they do.
If you don't take care of them, they die.
Well, mine lived for two years, which is a long time.
- Not really. - Oh, my God.
Maybe you were a chef in your past life.
(DOG BARKING)
GRACE: Let's go.
- Grace. - Dog!
Dog?
- (PAPER TEARING) - GRACE: Shit!
No! Stop!
Shit, shit, shit. Oh, God.
DEL: What is that?
GRACE: Sorry.
Why don't you stay and clean this up, I'll take the dog out.
Give me the dog. Give me, give me...
- (DOG BITES) - Ow!
- Are you okay? - Yeah, it's fine.
GRACE: Ugh...
(DOG WHINING)
(FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)
GRACE: Here.
Let me see.
(GRUNTING)
GRACE: Just hold still.
Thank you.
GRACE: Del.
Del! The dog's gone.
- What? - The dog is gone.
GRACE: Dog?
Dog?
Wait...
I thought I tied her up.
I just don't understand.
- DEL: I... I let it out. - What?
DEL: It had to pee.
She's a dog. She's gotta pee, right?
Come on.
We'll find her.
DEL: Okay. What are you doing with those?
You don't know any of them.
They're just objects to you.
My dad was a pastor.
People travelled for miles just to see him talk.
And he died on the toilet.
My mom died on the elliptical.
Do you wanna know what I was doing when it happened?
I was with a boy.
I think... I think you've had... too much to drink.
You had no one.
I had everyone.
(WIND CHIMES CLINKING)
GRACE: What are you doing?
DEL: Let me show you something.
There are a lot of houses in town that still need clearing. I could... I could use the help.
Don't feel obligated. Only if you want to.
(SNIFFLES)
DEL: Don't forget to water them.
(DOOR CREAKS)
GRACE: So a vampire walks into a bar,
and he asks the bartender: "Can I have a cup of hot water?"
And so, the bartender then gives him a cup of hot water.
And then, the vampire pulls out a used tampon and says:
"It's tea time!"
Isn't that gross?
(GRACE SLURPING THROUGH A STRAW)
Why didn't we just do this before?
GRACE: (THROUGH WALKIE-TALKIE) Del!
What?
It's Grace.
Del!
Yes?
Hey.
Now, we can always find each other.
(BIRDSONG)
Del, I found a house.
(DOOR CREAKING)
(FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)
What are you... What are you doing here?
GRACE: This house wasn't on the map.
I called you on the...
You're not supposed to be here.
Why?
Is this your house?
- We can clean it like the others. - No, not this one.
You were never supposed to be here.
It was just supposed to be me.
First thing I saw was the...
playground behind the school.
They were out for recess.
All right.
Let's clean.
Hold on.
(INHALES DEEPLY)
(DOOR OPENS, CLOSES)
GRACE: I have to tell you something.
DEL: What is it?
GRACE: It's about where I came from.
DEL: Whatever it is, you can tell me.
(BIRDS SINGING)
(MAN LAUGHING IN THE DISTANCE)
(MAN TALKING INDISTINCTLY)
MAN: Right. (INDISTINCT CHATTER)
(MAN CLEARING THROAT)
(MAN LAUGHING)
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
WOMAN: Oh!
- Hello. - MAN: Oh, hi!
(MAN CLEARS THROAT)
- Um, Grace? - MAN: Geez, uh...
- Hello. - I'm Patrick, and this is my wife, Violet.
- VIOLET: Breakfast? - PATRICK: Come on, we got pancakes, we got syrup.
PATRICK: Yeah, let's set you a place. Come on.
Well...
Grace didn't tell us that she had company.
VIOLET: You can just sit here.
PATRICK: Please.
All right.
What do they call you?
- What? - What's your name?
Del.
Huh! Is that short for something, like Delroy or something?
- No, just Del. - PATRICK: Oh, okay.
- VIOLET: This is a lovely town, Del. - PATRICK: Mm.
VIOLET: And your bodies?
- Sorry? - Your bodies?
Oh, I buried them.
Oh, okay. That's nice.
Yeah. That must have been a real operation.
How'd you manage that?
Well, Del, uh...
Tell me, how'd you meet my daughter?
- Daughter... - GRACE: Excuse me.
Sit down.
He seems confused.
You didn't want to tell this fella about your parents back home?
What, are you embarrassed?
Come on, Grace. Come on.
Tell him, Grace.
They're my parents.
Grace, why don't you go pack your stuff?
We have a long ride ahead.
Your father has his club tournament on Sunday.
PATRICK: Yeah. I play golf, Del.
Mm.
We got a heck of a league back in Palm Springs.
You should see some of these guys.
What guys?
What do you mean, "What guys?"
- What guys? - I have to go to the bathroom.
Well, you're gonna hold it.
- What...? Others? - He doesn't know.
VIOLET: You stayed here all the time?
PATRICK: You didn't go out to see if there were other survivors?
Nothing? Oh, my God!
- (PATRICK LAUGHS) - Stop!
PATRICK: Well, I mean, you can't make that kind of stuff up.
I don't... I don't get it, Grace.
What, did you... just let this poor guy think that he was what?
The last man left on Earth?
- How many? - Hundreds.
- Yeah, thousands. Right? - VIOLET: Mm-hmm.
I mean, we got signs up on every highway in the country.
Violet designed them. (CHUCKLES)
- She's a graphic artist. - Long time ago.
- I miss that. - PATRICK: Yeah.
Let's not dwell on the past.
- Think about the future. Right? - Mm.
PATRICK: Right?
Right. That's what's important.
Okay, you all have to leave now.
PATRICK: I'm gonna keep chasing this kid everywhere?
- Why don't you clean up, okay? - Mm-hm.
Don't listen to them. Del!
They're not good people. They're fucking crazy.
- Are those your parents? - No.
No! You have to listen to me.
When I got to California... Del, listen!
When I got to California, they paired me with them. I didn't have a choice.
You said it was just us. That is the first thing you said to me.
Well, I had to! 'Cause you wouldn't have let me stay if I didn't do that.
I was on the road for months! I was alone! And you were the first person I saw!
- It's my fault. - Del, no!
- PATRICK: Grace! - (ENGINE STARTS)
- GRACE: No, no! Stop! - Get your stuff packed up.
Ready to hit the road. Let's go.
- Let go of the wheel, Grace. - Take me with you!
Take your fucking hand off the wheel!
Let go of the fucking wheel!
- I feel so sad for you! - (TYRES SCREECHES)
(RETCHING)
(PAPERS RUSTLING)
(DOOR OPENS)
GRACE: You told him?
I was worried.
It's time for you to come back home.
It's time.
I don't think I can do this alone.
Please come back.
Please. We'll make it right this time.
We have to be a real family.
(GRACE BREATHING DEEPLY)
Come on. I'll pack for you. Sit here.
This is... all yours?
And that's yours too.
Am I forgetting anything?
(UNZIPPING BAG)
(PEN SCRATCHING)
PATRICK: You got a sec?
DEL: Very busy.
PATRICK: Hey, I'm just gonna snag an audiobook or two for the ride.
Oh, well, just give me Tuesdays with Morrie for all I care.
(PEN SCRATCHING)
(CHUCKLES) I see...
I see... No, I get it.
(CALCULATOR BUZZING)
Mm...
(TAPPING KEYS)
You ever get sad sometimes?
No.
I don't know, I just feel like...
you of all people might understand what I'm going through.
Look at you, and your setup here.
I see a guy who's got it figured out.
(CALCULATOR BUZZING)
We all do what we have to.
Right.
Hey, that's exactly right.
Don't you wish everybody could see things as simply as you do?
Here, everybody does.
Oh, I see. (CHUCKLES)
'Cause it's just you.
'Cause it's just you, right?
I get it.
Yeah, that's good. (CHUCKLES)
No, that's really good.
You know, we could really use a guy like you back in the West Coast.
Yeah. I'll tell you.
Having a guy with your capacities, it'd be a real get.
What if I were to tell you that we've got a team of doctors,
the best on the planet,
coming up with new ways to harness the complexities of the human mind?
I'd like you to leave.
I am talking some seriously cutting-edge stuff here.
(SCOFFS)
Well, all right.
Just in case you happen to change your mind.
'Cause we all gotta join the fold at some point.
It gets pretty darn cold this far up north.
(PATS DEL'S SHOULDER)
(WATER SPLASHING, OARS CREAKING)
(INSECTS CHIRRING)
(WIND WHISTLING)
(SMASHES)
(VOICES ECHOING)
(GRUNTS)
(GLASS SHATTERS)
(BREATHING HEAVILY)
(RADIO STATIC)
(CREAKING)
- (DEL PANTING) - (HEART BEATING)
(FILM ROLLING)
RONNIE JACKSON: Must have been something like those Wuthering Heights.
You know, the kind of a house that looks like you can hunt quail in the hallways.
I didn't know it then, but I was gonna be the quail.
(INDISTINCT DIALOGUE ECHOING)
Well, maybe this is a beautiful...
(INDISTINCT DIALOGUE ECHOING)
MAN: My mind is all mixed up.
What seeks to destroy civilization...
(ECHOING VOICES)
You know, there was something about the way she looked at me...
(BANGING)
(DEL BREATHING HEAVILY)
The Conways, 41, Crescent.
Karl was a... lawyer.
Terry taught the 3rd-graders,
and Angela, she loved graphic novels.
Karen Millikan.
Books would always come back with...
little pieces of sand in the creases.
Mm, it's Fred Cavanagh.
Mailman.
He was a nice guy.
(BOOK FALLS TO FLOOR)
(BOOKS BANGING)
(CAR DOOR BEEPING)
- (URINATING) - (ZIPPER CLOSES)
(d LATIN MUSIC PLAYS d)
(PATRICK WHISTLING)
PATRICK: What's going on?
Nothing.
VIOLET: I'll go check on her.
PATRICK: Uh, check that sensor on her right temple. Okay?
Yeah, it keeps coming loose.
(CAR DOOR BUZZING)
(DOG BARKING)
(INSECTS CHIRRING)
(DOOR CREAKING)
(HEART MONITOR BEEPING)
Hey, Grace.
Grace.
Did Del come back?
DEL: I'm sorry.
So sorry.
PATRICK: Oh, now, is that... Del?
Hey, man, good to see you. Um...
Grace actually should be resting.
What's wrong with you?
PATRICK: You put her back in the fucking bed.
And then, you and me, we... we're gonna have a good talk.
DEL: What... What were you doing to her?
Okay, uh...
all of the negative feelings that everybody has,
they just... wipe 'em off the spectrum entirely.
Yeah.
All the... grief and sadness. And, uh...
...anger, despair, guilt.
These people shouldn't have to live with that shit, right?
It's not fair. Right?
So we're doing something about it.
You keep your town nice and clean.
It's great. And we do that with our people.
They don't have to remember what happened before.
They don't have to live in the past.
There's no before.
There's only from now on.
Isn't that beautiful?
To not have to remember anything?
- (GUNSHOT) - (PATRICK HITS THE GROUND)
(AQUARIUM BUBBLING)
(BARKING IN DISTANCE)
I had a daughter.
I had a daughter once.
There's Windex under the sink.
(DOOR CREAKING)
(ECHOES) Del?
GRACE: I'm sorry I shot him.
DEL: Are you?
GRACE: No.
Is that okay?
(WHIRRING)
(ENGINE ROARING)
(d "FINDING MY WAY" BY RUSH PLAYING d)
d Yeah, oh yeah d
d Ooh, sit down I'm coming out to get you d
d Ooh, sit down I'm coming out to find you d
d Ooh, yeah, ooh yeah Finding my way d
d I've been gone so long d
d I've lost count of the years d
d Well, I sang some sad songs d
d Oh yes And cried some bad tears d
d Look out I'm coming Whoa, whoa d
d Look out, I'm coming Whoa, yeah d
d I'm running Finding my way back home d
d Oh yeah d
d Yeah, oh yeah d
d Ooh, sit down d
d I'm coming back to look for you d
d Ooh, sit down I'm going by the back door d
d Ooh, yeah, ooh yeah Finding my way d
d You've done me no right d
d But you've done me some wrong d
d Left me lonely each night d
d While I sing my sad song d
d Look out, I'm coming Whoa, whoa d
d Look out, I'm coming Whoa, yeah d
d I'm running Finding my way back home d
d I'm coming d
d Ooh babe I said I'm running d
d Whoa babe I said I'm coming d
d To get you mama Said I'm running d
d Ooh babe I said I'm coming d
d For you babe I said I'm running d
d Ooh yes, babe I said I'm coming d
d To get you, babe I said I'm coming d
d Ooh, yeah d
d I'm finding I'm finding my way back home d
d Well, I've had it for now Living on the road d
d Ooh, yeah, ooh, yeah Hey yeah d
d I'm finding I'm finding my way back home d
d Well, I've had it for now Living on the road d
d Ooh, yeah, ooh, yeah Hey, yeah d
d Yeah, oh yeah d
d Ooh, sit down I'm coming out to get you d
d Ooh, sit down I'm coming out to find you d
d Ooh, yeah, ooh, yeah Finding my way... d