Apocalypse 54

JON: That’s really sweet, Lisa, but it’s bullshit. If everyone dies, it’s just…then it’s nothing. No one remembers. No weight. No pain. It’s just nothing.

LISA: I don’t believe that.

DEE: You don’t want to survive? You don’t want us to survive, together? You don’t want to….have kids, leave something behind, to…?

JON: No, I mean. I do. But. I don’t know if I believe I’m in control of that. Anymore.

KAY: It matters, Jon. If we all die. It matters.

JON…yeah. OK. Yeah.

Everyone stares at the fire.

KAY: Eat.

Kay pulls the fish off the fire. She hands it around. She keeps none for herself. She watches them eat.

JON: You’re not—[having any]?

KAY: Eat. Live.

Apocalypse 53

JON: So, I mean, basically what is the difference, really, if it happens how and then, here and there, to this person, and then that person, and then that one, or all at the same time? None of us will know the difference! You know? If we’re all already dead?

LISA: It matters

JON: But why?

DEE: Don’t you believe in…legacy? In leaving something behind that lasts longer than you?

JON: Isn’t that kind of narcissistic? Like why do we care about our own personal legacy so much? What are we leaving behind that’s so great?

DEE: Art? Culture?

LISA: It’s pain. It’s…when one person dies the people immediately around them, feel it. And when a group of people dies it’s bigger, there’s a ripple, people farther and farther away, they feel it. The pain, the legacy, the memory—it connects them. And the weight of it, it brings them down, but there are other people around them…who are alive? And the network. It buoys them up? Too? And if uh…like if everyone dies…except maybe somehow just one person survives….then it’s too much pain, it’s too much memory, there’s no network, it’s just weight. And it crushes them. And the last thing that is humanity? Like the last thing that is us? Is just this crushing weight of nothingness? And even if. Even if. It’s actually no one, no one survives. Don’t you think the weight? Will still be there somehow? Crushing the earth, and the universe, the pain it will just be this big black hole of nothingness and pain and that will be what the universe is. And it will be our fault.

Dee kisses Lisa.

DEE: We’re not gonna /let that happen-

apocalypse 52

Shift. Lisa, Dee, Kay, Jon. In the woods. Around a fire.

JON: Maybe it doesn’t matter.

LISA: It matters.

DEE: Of course it does, Leese.

Dee grips Lisa’s hand. Kay cooks fish. She is sad. She cooks.

JON: But why though? Really?

LISA: It just does.

DEE: The human race.

LISA: Our mothers. Our children!

JON: They’ll die eventually.

Jon glances at Kay. He looks away.

JON: They just will. I’m not trying to be…I mean we all do. Like at some point everybody goes through this weird, private horror of dying, of like being dead, of going from not dead to dead, or alive to not alive, or— Like, sometime or other, sooner or later, you get hit by a bus or you get cancer or the pox or the flu or you die in your sleep or your plane crashes or you step off a bridge or you get in a car crash or you get arrested by a crooked cop and burned in your cell or you get beaten on the street by a crooked cop or you get shot on the street by a nervous cop when you’re reaching for your ID or your lover stabs you or poisons you or pushes you into traffic or a stranger shoots you in the face at the movie theatre and you die. And then you’re dead. And you had a life and it was good that you had a life but now it’s over and ultimately that’s not surprising. Because it happens to everyone. Right?

Everyone just looks at him.

Fridge 3

A1, Woman1, Man1.

A1: A Woman is inside of a refrigerator. A Man is inside of a refrigerator.

Man1 and Woman1 are each inside of a refrigerator. The doors are flush against each other.

They push on the doors, straining, straining. The doors are flush against each other. They do not move.

WOMAN1: I wanted to tell you things. I wanted to tell you at least one more thing. I wanted to be inside of this and live or be inside of this and die but not know the difference. But I think I know the difference.

MAN1: I’m strong enough to get out. I’m strong enough to get out. I’m strong enough to get out. I’m strong enough to get out. I’m strong enough to get out.

A1: The man and the woman cannot get out of the refrigerators.

Man1 and Woman1 continue straining at the door of the refrigerators. They push n the doors, straining. They do not move.

When Did it Start?

Kay, Jon, Dee, and Lisa. On the boat. They are sunburned. Day.

KAY: (dreamy) When did it start?

DEE: What kind of question is that?

LISA: Come on, Dee-

DEE: No. We were at home four days ago. A week ago we started hearing. Two weeks ago we heard nothing because there was nothing. So when do you think it started, Kay?

KAY: There wasn’t nothing!

JON: Kay-

KAY: There were guns before, people shooting people, children shooting children-

DEE: Isolated incidents.

JON: Save your strength-

KAY: No way, there’s no such thing.

LISA: I’m so tired.

KAY: First there were no shootings, then there was one really big one, then there were more but it was rare, then there were people who lived through two, or even three, then everyone had lived through at least one. It was most people most of the time before it was everywhere and everyone. So. When did it start? Was it that very first one? In the school? Was it before that sometime? The idea. The end of everything.

Remember What’s Coming

Geena and Teddy stand in a line at a coffee shop. Wynona loiters nearby, on her phone.

GEENA: What do you want? Venti?

TEDDY: Grande is fine, Geena.

GEENA: Is that going to be enough or are you going to want some of mine.

TEDDY: It’s enough!

GEENA: Are you sure-

TEDDY: Why don’t you get me whatever you think I want, then?

GEENA: Oh, don’t be like that.

Someone Who Remembers enters, looks at Wynona, looks at Geena and Teddy.

SOMEONE WHO REMEMBERS: The world’s gonna end and it’s their fault.


SOMEONE WHO REMEMBERS: The world’s gonna end and it’s their fault.

Someone Who Remembers laughs and laughs and walks away.


Wynona goes back to her phone.

Remember Where We Used to Be

Annie, June, and Mina hike along a well worn trail. The distant sound of water.

ANNIE: Didn’t there used to be trees here?

MINA: I haven’t been out this way before.

ANNIE: Junie, there were trees right?

JUNE:…I don’t remember.

ANNIE: I’m sure of it. Big, tall—like forests. How could they—where did they go?

MINA: Are you sure it was right…in this spot?

ANNIE: It was everywhere…all around, for miles. June you don’t remember?

JUNE: I…Maybe I do?

Annie sighs.

ANNIE: It’s ok, June, you don’t have to remember.

JUNE: OK. Then I don’t.

They walk. The sound of water gets louder.