01x07 - Goodbye My Damaged Home

Episode transcripts for the TV show "Station Eleven". Aired: December 16, 2021 to present.*
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Mini-series based on the 2014 novel of the same name tells a story a group of survivors 20 years after a flu pandemic resulted in the collapse of civilization.
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01x07 - Goodbye My Damaged Home

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[dramatic music]

♪ ♪

You found me again.

♪ ♪

You're dying.

♪ ♪

He sh*t you with poison.

He used to be a dentist.

♪ ♪


This is the antidote.

Give it.

♪ ♪


♪ ♪

[breathing heavily]

[inhales deeply]

[eerie creaking and whooshing]

Hey, Jeev.


You still scared of the dark?


[metal groaning]

[wind whistling]

- It's like a spaceship.
- We're f*cked.

[tense piano music]

It's gonna get cold.

[tender music]

♪ ♪


It's gonna be okay.

You said we're f*cked.

When spring comes, we're
gonna run out of food.

Whoever's left alive is gonna
want to fight each other.

We have to think about the future.

We have to leave, because this...

can't last.

♪ ♪

I spy with my little eye.

I told Jeevan to come to you.

You guys should be together.

No. No, no. No.

No, I don't want him here.

I don't care if you don't want Jeevan...

♪ ♪

Then I'll have the guard stop him.


[phone ringing]

♪ ♪

Good evening, Mr. Chaudhary.
I've got a Jeevan down here.

Says he's your brother.
He's with your niece.

Want to come up.

They've got some items
for your Christmas party.

- Hey, Frank.
- Hi, Uncle Frank.

Send 'em up.


[jazzy music]

♪ ♪

- [pounding on door]
- Frank! Open the door, Frank!

- Hold on.
- Come on!

- Hold on!
- Open it!

Jeev. Little white girl.

Okay, this is all comin' in. Back up.

Frank, this is Kirsten. Kirsten, Frank.

- Hi.
- We seem to be experiencing

some technical
difficulties at the moment.

Hello, it's Matthew here. Actually...

Paris is just f*ck' on f*re now.

And there was a coup in China.

- Attempted.
- Reports of in excess

of , deaths coming in tonight.

Yeah, maybe you should turn it off.

There hasn't been any
news on the Ferris wheel.

- The story, here, Tina...
- [line rings]

The speed at which this virus kills.

Imagine dying like that.

Well, the way I see it,

power is on.

Everything will be back to normal

in a couple of days.

Matthew, this news is
a somewhat radical escalation

of what we've been hearing.

Uh, yes, that's correct, Tina, yes.





[soft piano music]




♪ ♪


maybe, uh... Do you
want to get some sleep?

There's a spare bedroom.

♪ ♪

I'll tell you when my parents call.

Good night, Jeevan. Good night, Frank.

♪ ♪

Well, parenting is easy.

♪ ♪

[distant sirens wailing]

[exhales heavily]

[dramatic music]

What's gonna happen?


I don't know.

But I'm glad you're here.

How was "King Lear"?


- _
- [clock ticking]


Merry Christmas.

That's right.

I... I forgot.

I didn't get you anything yet.

That's okay.

Can I have that back?

"Station Eleven"?


Just keep reading it.

Should be doing my work.

It's good, though.

I can relate.

To which character?

All of them.

Did you put the antidote in the present?

I have to get back. Where is it?

Where is it?

I just made him something.

You can go if you want to go.

I hid the antidote in your pocket.

[delicate music]

♪ ♪

I knew you wouldn't look there.

♪ ♪

No, I could stay a little.

There's time.

[festive music playing]

♪ ♪


She's moving into the closet.

♪ We wish you a merry Christmas ♪

Why do all kids love little
Harry Potter rooms like that?

♪ We wish you a merry Christmas ♪

To make the world small.

♪ And a happy New Year ♪

You think she's okay?

She just found out her parents d*ed.

She's eight. She's traumatized.

Makes three of us.

♪ And a happy New Year ♪

♪ Good tidings we bring ♪

Oh, come on, now.

What's wrong with this...
What's wrong with this thing?

Seriously, how have you
made it this far in life?


You got batteries?

Junk drawer.

♪ We wish you a crazy Christmas ♪

♪ We wish you a naughty Christmas ♪

♪ And a frantic New Year ♪

Frank, can I talk to you
real quick in private?

- Uh, make us more eggnogs.
- Is there a recipe?

Pour whiskey into eggnog.

♪ ♪

- What the f*ck, Frank?
- It's not...

I'm sorry, heroin? We're
not heroin people, Frank.

We're barely weed people.

You win awards.

I quit. I'm clean. It's fine.

People don't just quit heroin, Frank.

Aren't you in withdrawal?

I don't have a cold.

- When did you even start?
- Ten months ago.

It's not sad, Jeevan.
It just... it just is.

It's not great, Frank!

I can't ghostwrite sober.

Then stop ghostwriting.

It's the only job I can get.

Frank, there are no more jobs.


Whatever's going on
outside is irrelevant

'cause I haven't been out
on assignment in two years.

Whatever I had, it's gone.

It'll come back.

Journalists have to go outside.

- Then write a novel.
- I don't make sh*t up!

[tense string music]

♪ ♪

If we have to leave, we leave together.

You'll get better. Your hip...

It's not the hip, Jeevan.

♪ ♪

We have a kid now.

♪ ♪

Listen to me.

Don't write the play.

Hey, Kirsten.

You leave one day too late.

♪ ♪

Will likely happen in phases, I think.

Networks and television have
already stopped broadcasting.

Likely the phone system next,
and already, it's failing.

Power and the Internet
will both hold on,

and people who are
holed up will continue

to find one another online,

but this will only conceal the reality

that it's already over.

We've encountered a flu
that does not incubate.

It just explodes.

We were not ready for
a -in- , survival rate.

Chicago's not Chicago anymore.

It's just . million bodies and...

♪ The first Noel ♪

♪ The angels did say ♪

♪ Was to certain poor shepherds ♪

♪ In fields as they lay ♪

♪ In fields where they ♪

♪ Lay keeping their sheep ♪

♪ On a cold winter's night ♪

♪ That was so deep ♪

♪ Noel, Noel ♪

♪ Noel, Noel ♪

♪ Born is the King ♪

♪ Of Israel ♪



- _
- [clock ticking]

Any word from your parents?


Jeevan's brother.


You know, first morning I was here,

I remember the sun rising
over that lake, and...

I knew I wanted to be here forever.

East-facing windows, you know?

Did you just move in?

Ten months ago.

What's your job?

I'm a ghostwriter.

What are you ghostwriting?

An autobiography.

Don't you have to write
your own autobiography?

Not if you're rich.

[sighs] Um...

listen, Kirsten, my brother does...

weird sh*t sometimes.

He... he brought home a bird
once that he found on the sidewalk

with a broken neck.

He's a terrible babysitter,

and I'm sort of a shut-in,
but... we're safe.

What do kids eat?

- How's the quesadilla?
- I had a brother.

He d*ed before he was born.

Maybe he would have been
at home with a babysitter

when Jeevan tried to
take me to my house.

I try not to think in maybes.

What happened to your leg?

- Someone tried to blow me up.
- Why?

I was in the wrong place.

Sri Lanka.

There's a w*r there that never ends.

What were you doing there?

Writing a story for a magazine.

What magazine?

"Vanity Fair."

You heard of it?

I don't know.

Well, I wasn't supposed
to be in the country.

[sparse music]

And I went to this bar,

started chatting up the locals,

you know, strangers, no agenda.

Talked to this guy for a while.
Hired him as my guide.

We walked.

We walked about half a day.

The last thing I remember before...

♪ ♪

I look up at my guide
and he's running away.

So I take a step, and bang...

Got bl*wn up.

I floated.

[dramatic music]

♪ ♪

- Then what?
- Then I woke up in a hospital.

No idea where I was, what happened.

I've got bandages everywhere,

pieces of shrapnel in my hip.

I start screaming for help.

And I look down and Jeevan is there,

asleep on the floor.

So I'm thinking
I'm either d*ad or I'm home.

- Where were you?
- m*llitary base in Singapore.

He got a -hour flight
on Siya's credit card.


I flew first class, by the way.

She never found out.

She did.



[tape rewinding, playing intermittently]


Hey, Frank?

You wanna be in my play?

Who else is in it?

So I think...


I think we need to have
a f*re in the spare room.


Hold on. Hey, Jeev.

Can both of you meet me at
the table in ten minutes?

I need to show you something.

- Yeah.
- Okay.

I was working the other day,

listening to the tapes he sent me,

and I heard something.

It was the way he laughed.

I... I couldn't really believe it.

And so I enhanced it and I looped it.

It's real. It's a way to stay hot.

[snippets of words playing rhythmically]

♪ Back in the days
when I was a teenager ♪

♪ Before I had status
and before I had a pager ♪

♪ You could find the Abstract
listenin' to hip-hop ♪

♪ My pops used to say it
reminded him of bebop ♪

- No.
- ♪ I said, "Well, Daddy ♪"

♪ "Don't you know ♪
that things go in cycles ♪

♪ Way that Bobby Brown is
just ampin' like Michael?" ♪

- Frank.
- ♪ It's all expected ♪

♪ Things are for the lookin' ♪

♪ If you got the money,
Quest is for the bookin' ♪

- [b*at drops]
- ♪ Come on, everybody ♪

♪ Let's get with the fly mode ♪

♪ Still got room on the
truckload of black gold ♪

♪ Listen to the rhyme
and get a mental picture ♪

♪ Of this Black man and
Black woman venture ♪

♪ Why do I say that ♪

♪ 'Cause I gotta speak the truth, man ♪

♪ Doin' what we feel for
the music is the proof ♪

♪ And planted on the ground,
the act is so together ♪

♪ Bona fide strong, you
need leverage to sever ♪

♪ The unit, yes, the unit,
yes, the unit called the jazz ♪

♪ Is delivering each year ♪

♪ An LP filled with street goods ♪

♪ You can find it on your
rack in your record store ♪

♪ If you get the record,
then your thoughts ♪

♪ Are adored and appreciated ♪

both: ♪ 'Cause we're
ever so glad we made it ♪

♪ We work hard, so we gotta thank God ♪

♪ Dishin' out the plastic ♪

♪ Do the dance till you're spastic ♪

♪ If you diss, mm, it gets drastic ♪

♪ Listen to the rhyme 'cause
it's time to make gravy ♪

♪ If it moves your booty ♪

both: ♪ Then shake, shake it, baby ♪

♪ All the way to Africa,
AKA the motherland ♪

♪ Stick out the left, and
I ask for the other hand ♪

♪ That's the right hand, brown man ♪

♪ Only if you are noted as my man ♪

♪ If I get the credit, then
I'll think I deserve it ♪

♪ If you fake moves, don't
fix your mouth to word it ♪

♪ Get in the zone of
positivity, not negativity ♪

♪ 'Cause we gotta strive for longevity ♪

♪ If you botch up, what's in that ass ♪

- ♪ What, a pair of Nikes ♪
- both: ♪ Size / ♪

♪ We gotta make moves ♪

♪ Never, ever, ever can we fake moves ♪

♪ Yeah, we gotta make moves ♪

♪ Never, ever, ever can we fake moves ♪

♪ We gotta make moves ♪

♪ Never, ever, ever can we fake moves ♪

♪ We gotta make moves ♪

♪ Never, ever, ever
can we fake the moves ♪

- _
- [clock ticking]

I know. I know you said , but...

By the way, I don't think
the flu is out there anymore.

You have no data whatsoever.

What's the ration estimate
on the food, Frank?

- days.
- Oh, days?

So what is that,
days until we starve?

There's your data. We have to leave.

First thing tomorrow.

Autobiography's not done.

Neither is my play, but I'm almost done.

Something tells me neither
of you are gonna finish.

Do you remember that... That film

with the soccer team
and they eat each other?

You don't remember, You're eight. Frank?

- "Alive"?
- "Alive"? "Alive."

- Yeah, it was a rugby team.
- Okay, great.

- They were proactive.
- You need more information.

They had a plan. They
had somewhere to go.

They had a map. They knew what they...

Frank, this... this is what we know.

They survived.

[dramatic string music]

♪ ♪

They survived.

Yeah, they had to eat each
other, but they survived.


You okay?

Where have you been?

- Watching.
- I spy with my little eye.

I thought he only started
speaking to himself

at the cabin.

- He started here.
- I don't get it.

Yeah, I'm trying.

Siya. I don't know, he won't.
This is Frank.

- What's the cabin?
- He's not listening to me.

I don't know, Siya, but I'm
gonna convince him, okay?

He'll come.

I'll convince him, or...

Kirsten will convince him with her play.

They've got a thing.

I don't know. They've got a thing.



Yes, I know.

I just... okay, fine.

I'll go across the hall
and I'll look west.

Get him his data, his info, his...

Okay, Siya, yes.

I'm in the red. I gotta go.


I'm opening the door.

Frank, is that okay?


♪ ♪


Look, I know it's hard
and it's scary, but...

We're gonna starve to
death or freeze to death.

And we can't wait for him to get better.

And we can't just write plays and books.

I'm finished writing.


We can do it tomorrow, then go.

But we have to perform it.

Okay, can we do it... But
can we do it, like, now?

The costumes still aren't done.

Tomorrow. I promise.

What would you have done

if you knew the flu was coming?

I would have come home earlier from LA.

And I would have spent time with my mom

before she d*ed.

And Siya.

And that idiot, and we
would have been together.

I would have just done...

I would have made the choice
I wanted to make, you know?

I'm always late for everything.

How about you?

Said goodbye to Arthur.

I didn't get to say goodbye to anyone.

[sighs] Yeah, well, say bye now.

He can't hear me.

Frank, I am opening the door.

I mean, we don't even know
what Chicago's like out there.

It might be fine.

♪ ♪


♪ ♪

Hey, Luli!


♪ ♪

[wind whooshing]


[breathing heavily]

[piano keys bang]

[piano keys bang]

[dramatic music]

♪ ♪


[plays piano key]

♪ ♪

[wind whistling]

[light piano music]

♪ ♪

Smells so bad.


Oh, you get used to it.

Hey, go talk to Frank, hey?

Close the door.

♪ ♪

What's that?

Well, I owe you a present, don't I?

[wind whooshing]

I got this from our
dadu, our grandfather.

Had it in my pocket that day
when I stepped on that mine.

It's a compass.

We're going tomorrow. Just come.

It's broken.

[wind whistling]

No matter how you stand,

it tells you you're looking east.

Jeev just made me think of it.

And that day, when you were
looking at the sunrise...

That was a good feeling.

[solemn music]

♪ ♪

I made the whole play the death scene.

Who am I?


So it's... my death scene.

I found something,

data boy.

Frank thinks we should go east.

[radio beeps]

[radio beeps]

[radio beeps]

Call time is noon.

Okay, Kirsten, this is really long,

and there's not much light.

- So...
- [static buzzing and warbling]


Yes. This is now. This is now.

[distorted voice]

- Hello?
- I get scared. Where are you?


So nothing's gotten rotten yet?

The whole Mississippi is bodies.

I don't know how they got in there,

but it's plugged up.

You could walk down it
and come to visit if...

Don't come here. It's not safe.

It's just math.






Let's do the play.

I get tired of sifting
through the wreckage.

And I get tired of watching you sift.

What are you looking for?

There's nothing out there.


Whatever didn't break.

Don't be nervous.

I'm not.

You should go. It's so gross.

- It's fine.
- Why did you pull me on board?

Why did you let me in here?


Where's the antidote?

Don't worry about it.

Or I was lonely.

This strange and awful time...

was the happiest of my life.

[light music]

♪ ♪

You're the only friend I've ever had.

You're going to die,
and I can't stop it.

That's true for everyone.

Good point.

Where did you come from, Eleven?

What were you doing, floating
out there by yourself?

I was trying to come home.

You were the only person
who knew me from before.

Turn on the engines!

I can't do that.

Why not?

I'm tired of that answer.


[dramatic music]

♪ ♪

You should have listened.

You idiot! You need him to survive!

♪ ♪

Goodbye, Eleven.

Say your line.

Say it.

♪ ♪


[cat meows]


[tense music]

Jeevan! Frank!

Kirsten, run right now.

- Lock the door.
- Lock the door.

- [door slams]
- Hey, it's okay. It's okay.

Whatever you need, man.
Okay. We're safe. It's safe.

Please leave.

♪ ♪

I live here now.


It's okay. You can have the place.

We're all packed. We were just leaving.

Right, Frank?

♪ ♪

Come on, Frank. Let's go.

We're all packed up.
We were just leaving.

It's fine.

I'm really sorry, man.


I'm not leaving, man.

No, Frank.

It's my home.

♪ ♪

[both groaning and straining]

"I remember damage,"

"then escape."

"Then I found it again."

"My home."

[grunting continues]


Stay in your room.


It's okay. He survives.

You leave here with him.

Frank too?

You get to see him again.

I shouldn't have done the play.

This didn't happen
because you did the play.

This isn't your fault.

This is just what happened.

♪ ♪

[bl*ws landing]


Frank. Frank. Frank.

I'm okay. My armor.

Oh, God. I don't know.

You can't just take it out like that,

I don't think, Frank.

Siya. Siya.

Siya! Siya! Come on!

Siya's d*ad, Jeev.

No, no, no.

No, Frank.

I wanna lie down

in my bed.

[sobbing] Frank. Frank.

[sobbing] No.

Is that man gone?

We're safe, yeah.

I thought your play was good.

[somber music]

♪ ♪

Hey. Come here.

♪ ♪

You were really good

as Dr. Eleven.

I almost made you Lonagan.

So what happens next...

in your book?

It's the two of them,

Dr. Eleven and
the Rebel Undersea Leader.

For a while.


Just come.

Open the door.

You have to go with Jeevan.

[music building]

I should probably go now.

Goodbye, Frank.

[poignant piano music]

♪ ♪

Wanted to say thank you

for letting me stay here.
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