Foe (2023)

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(DEEP INHALE)

(QUIET SNIFFLING)

(SOFT FOOTSTEPS)

('IT'S RAINING' BY IRMA THOMAS

PLAYS)

- Drip, drop, drip, drop...

- (DOOR CREAKING)

- (TAP SQUEAKING)

- (WATER RUNNING)

It's raining so hard

Looks like it's gonna rain

all night

And this is the time

I'd love to be

holding you tight

But I guess

I'll have to accept

The fact that

you are not here...

(SOBBING)

I wish tonight

would hurry up and end, my dear

- It's raining so hard...

- (CONTINUES SOBBING)

- (STATIC BUZZING)

- (GASPING)

WOMAN: In the beginning,

everything feels so alive

and...

exciting.

But time makes it predictable.

He doesn't really

see me anymore.

It's as if he's replaced me

with someone else.

I've lost those parts

of who I am...

or who I could be.

And...I'm scared

I won't ever get them back.

Maybe I shouldn't

be telling you this.

(QUIET EERIE MUSIC)

NEWS ANCHOR: Another 500,000

people have been displaced

by the vast tornado systems

wreaking havoc

on Central and Western Europe.

European leaders

have described the storms

as catastrophic

in scale and power...

REPORTER: The warning period

for severe heat and drought

has been extended again

to nearly 60 million Americans

under the Federal Government's

Climate Alert System.

(EERIE MUSIC BUILDS)

REPORTER: ..or underlying

health conditions

are reminded

to take extra precautions

and remain indoors

when possible.

(INSECTS CHIRPING AND BUZZING)

(BREATHES GENTLY)

(INSECTS CHIRPING)

(GROANS SOFTLY)

(WIND WHISTLING)

Hen?

Hen!

You expecting anyone?

What? What is it?

Didn't hear you come in.

JUNIOR: Someone's here.

- Oh.

Looks official, doesn't it?

HEN: Yeah, could be.

When was the last time

we had a visitor?

(VEHICLE APPROACHING SLOWLY)

HEN: He must be lost.

JUNIOR: No, I don't think so.

(SETS BOTTLE DOWN)

He must want something.

- (METAL CLICKING)

- W... Oh, my God.

JUNIOR: Hey, whoa...

- Um...

- You been messing with this?

- What are you talking about?

- It's empty, Hen.

Yeah. We never leave it loaded.

What do you mean,

we never leave it loaded?

Just put the g*n back!

Put it back.

- Or what?

- (KNOCKING AT DOOR)

Just put the g*n back, OK?

We need to go. Come on.

Get the door. It's empty.

OK, well, let's...

I can't do anything

with the g*n. It's empty.

Go.

(KNOCKING AT DOOR)

Hello?

MAN: I'm sorry.

I know it's late.

Is that Henrietta?

- Who's that?

MAN: Terrance.

Yeah, we don't know

any Terrance.

TERRANCE: Junior?

I think you'll want to hear

what I have to say.

Both of you.

No.

(DOOR OPENS)

JUNIOR: What's this about?

TERRANCE: I'm here

on behalf of OuterMore.

JUNIOR: OuterMore?

TERRANCE: We're working on

the climate migration strategy.

Specifically,

Off-Earth habitation.

What is he saying?

I think he means

living in space.

TERRANCE: You OK if I came in?

Yeah.

(r*fle CLUNKS SOFTLY)

JUNIOR: Anybody else

in the car?

TERRANCE: No,

making these visits is my job.

Hi.

- Do you want to sit down?

TERRANCE: Sure.

OK.

JUNIOR: Mm-hm.

- It's a great place.

HEN: Hm.

Charming.

Rustic.

How old is it?

Ah, it's old.

Couple of hundred years.

Wow.

You just...you just

don't see this anymore.

Guessing it's always

been in the family?

Yeah. Yeah, fifth generation.

Oh, I love that.

The old ways of living.

Yep,

still a few of us left, so...

(HEN CHUCKLES)

But you don't farm it, do you?

Right, well, this is...

this is very exciting,

but before I say anything,

I'm supposed to show you this.

Now, I'm sure you've seen

our previous campaigns,

but this one is special.

- (DEVICE CHIMES)

- Can you see OK?

Yep. Can you see?

Uh-huh.

WOMAN 1: We are all

so proud of you.

WOMAN 2: It is so inspiring.

MAN 1: You're giving us hope

for the planet.

WOMAN 3: I got chosen.

I'm going to space.

MAN 2: We're all

eternally grateful.

I can't wait to see

your smiling face soon.

We've been working on

the next phase of transition

for a long time.

Uh, there's always been

several possibilities

of human existence in space.

The Moon, Mars.

But with our lands and seas

transforming as they are,

we decided to build our own

space station, our own planet.

WOMAN 4: Go further.

Be better.

For the planet. For the future.

For all of us.

How will you rise?

Yeah, what...what's that

got to do with us?

Right, so I'm here

because of the installation.

Ah, the first wave

of temporary resettlement.

Oh, yeah, yeah, no, I think

I heard about this sh*t once.

TERRANCE: You did?

- Looks pretty ridiculous.

I mean, why would you

spend money up there

when you should

be fixing things here?

Well, see,

our motivation is proactive,

to help

our children's children.

(SCOFFS)

Do you have kids?

Could I trouble you

for a glass of water?

Yeah.

- I'll have a beer, yeah.

- Yeah.

- Thanks.

- Thanks.

(EXHALES)

(CHUCKLING) It's hot.

I'm used to air conditioning.

- Right.

TERRANCE: Yeah.

(CHUCKLES)

Do you remember a time when

there were farms around here?

With livestock, and crops.

Real farms, no offense.

Mm-hm.

Yeah, only as a kid, though.

Must have been bought up

or burned.

- Burned?

- Yeah. By the corporations.

They burn all the old farms,

clearing the fields

for their hybrid stuff.

They don't give a sh*t.

I noticed all the canola

on the drive on the way in.

I didn't realise

it grew this time of year.

All year round.

Barely needs water.

TERRANCE:

Doesn't seem natural.

It's not.

Man, you could...

you could do whatever you want

out here.

(HEN CLEARS THROAT)

HEN: Here you go.

Thank you.

(LAUGHS)

Oh, yeah, you won't get

water like that in the city.

- Thanks.

- Yeah. I do love it.

JUNIOR: Mmm.

Cheers.

So, I've been assigned

to your file.

We have a file?

You didn't sign us up

for anything, did you?

No.

OK, so this guy just showed up

out of nowhere, right?

Yeah, it's not my fault...

Wouldn't be the first

f*cking time...

TERRANCE: No, it's true.

No, you didn't, you didn't.

Um, but we've had

our first lottery.

I'm excited to say

that you've made the shortlist.

You're one step closer

to living up there.

JUNIOR: (LAUGHING) OK...

OK, well,

you're wasting your time

because we...we haven't

even been on an airplane,

and she'd...she'd hate it.

Oh, so you wouldn't?

You wouldn't hate it?

I...I'm just saying

you wouldn't like flying.

You've also never been

on an airplane.

OK, we both don't f*cking like

flying. What's the big deal?

Alright, I should...I should

clarify, sorry. Um...

I'm talking about you here,

Junior. Only you.

What...?

TERRANCE: These tests require

real physical strength,

specific skills,

all of which you have, Junior.

Wait, wait, wait, you're not

f*cking around, right?

No, this is just a warning.

(TENSE SIGH)

Sorry. (LAUGHS)

Sorry, warning's

the wrong word.

This is...this is good news.

It's good news?

And the...the government

knows about this, right?

We are the government.

Our space station

is orbiting Earth as we speak.

And what if...what if

I just say no, right?

If I just refuse.

What happens then?

You do know about conscription?

During the old wars,

if-if you were picked,

you had to go to w*r.

And if you didn't, well...

Yeah.

Are you threatening us?

- Junior.

- Is that what's happening?

HEN: Junior.

- No, no.

Are...are you

threatening us?

HEN: We could lose the farm.

(CHUCKLES)

Let's not focus

on the rule of law here, OK?

This operation

could end up being

the biggest public initiative

ever, OK?

You'd be a hero, Junior.

Do you want to live

mundane lives

like everyone else,

or do you want to be part of

something special and unique?

Because that's what

this is really about.

A chance to be

a better version of yourself.

Sounds pretty good.

TERRANCE: Listen,

it's time to move on.

Soon, most of us

won't be able to live here.

Our planet was marvellous -

is marvellous -

but it's given us all it can.

No, it didn't give us anything.

We stole it.

JUNIOR: How long's

the shortlist?

- I can't reveal that.

- Wait...

But what I can tell you is

that nothing will be decided

for a couple of years.

A couple of years?

TERRANCE: Yeah, sadly,

these tests

will run

in two-year cycles.

Right, so you expect us

to just go on living

like everything's normal?

Yes. Because it is.

Nothing's been decided yet.

Mm-hm.

(SOFT UNSETTLING MUSIC)

(INSECTS CHIRPING)

(CAR DOOR WHIRRING)

You look after that

wee Henrietta for me.

These kinds of things

can be upsetting.

Yeah.

(UNSETTLING MUSIC CONTINUES)

Really?

Are you just gonna

go to sleep after that, huh?

Sorry.

Can we talk tomorrow?

I'm not feeling well.

No, we should

talk about this now.

Do you think you could sleep

in the guest room tonight?

I just don't want you

to catch anything.

(JUNIOR SCOFFS)

Since when has that mattered,

huh?

(KISSING)

I'd rather be alone.

You're serious. You want me

to sleep in the guest room?

Please.

- How did you know?

- (EXHALES WEARILY)

How did I know what?

Before he got... Hen.

Before he got out, you said,

"He must want something."

How did you know it was a man?

I don't know,

is that what I said?

- Yeah, when the car pulled up.

HEN: Oh, I don't know.

It wasn't intentional.

I mean, if I said it, it was

probably without thinking.

Listen, I'm exhausted,

and if it's OK,

I just want to go to sleep...

When you said it,

it was so certain, so...

OK, well, name one woman

that would drive up here

at night, alone, hmm?

The way he was

looking at you...

Why are you pushing me?

(FRUSTRATED SIGH)

OK.

Could you shut the door?

(FLOORBOARDS CREAKING)

Sure.

(DOOR CLOSES)

(FOOTSTEPS PADDING)

(LOCK CLICKING)

(MUTTERING) Wow.

Wow.

Oh... (LAUGHS)

Just beautiful!

f*ck me.

f*ck.

('AIN'T GOT NO HOME' BY

CLARENCE 'FROGMAN' HENRY PLAYS)

CLARENCE 'FROGMAN' HENRY:

I sing like a girl

And I sing like a frog

- I'm a lonely boy...

- (DOOR CLANGS SHUT)

I ain't got a home

Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh,

ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh...

- (ENGINE STARTING)

- Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh

Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh

Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh,

ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh

Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh,

ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh

Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh,

ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh...

(VEHICLE DRIVING)

Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh,

ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh

I ain't got a man

I ain't got a son

I ain't got a daughter...

(MUSIC CONTINUES PLAYING

IN DISTANCE)

(DOOR CREAKING)

(MUSIC FADES OUT)

(PLAYS HIGH-PITCHED NOTE)

(SIGHS SOFTLY)

(BROODING INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC)

(MACHINERY WHIRRING)

(CHICKENS CLUCKING

AND SQUAWKING)

Mm-hm.

(BUCKET CLUNKS)

(INSECTS CHIRPING)

JUNIOR: You know

we won't see him again.

They're not actually interested

in someone like me.

(SCOFFS)

What have I got to offer?

Hm.

You might be surprised.

- Do me a favour?

HEN: What?

Stop wearing that shirt.

Why? I like this shirt.

You were wearing it

the day we met.

And the more you wear it,

the more worn out it'll get.

HEN: Hm.

So, what else do you remember

about that day?

JUNIOR: We were happy.

(BROODING INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC

CONTINUES)

(SIGHS)

(BREATHES HEAVILY)

HEN: I miss you.

(BOTH GASPING)

(BOTH PANTING)

(BOTH MOANING)

HEN: Do you still

like living here?

JUNIOR: Why?

Do you feel happy here?

Of course I'm happy here.

Aren't you?

What am I to you?

Oh, you know, if this is

about me leaving,

if you're worried about that...

No it's not, it's not.

It's about us.

JUNIOR: Us?

- Yeah.

Did you have any questions

when we got married?

There shouldn't be questions.

We all have questions.

Well, not when

you take your vows.

So in seven years,

you've never felt any doubt?

Never.

Getting married straight out

of school doesn't worry you,

- when you're still a teenager?

- We weren't school friends.

And we're different.

We met at the right time.

Sorry I've been distant.

It's OK.

What do you think about more,

the past or the future?

- (GIGGLES)

HEN: What?

JUNIOR: Jesus, what is this?

- Sorry. (GIGGLES)

JUNIOR: Oh...

I don't mean to pepper you

with questions like this

first thing in the morning,

but I really want to know.

JUNIOR: OK.

Uh, I think...

(KISSING)

..we need a bigger bed.

(LAUGHS)

I was asking you

a serious question.

I know.

You're not taking me seriously.

- I'm sorry.

- No, you're not.

No, I'm not.

OK, I'm sorry, babe.

- Mm-hm.

- Yeah.

(PENSIVE PIANO MUSIC)

(WATER RUNNING)

Coo-ee!

Coo-ee!

(BIRDS SQUAWKING IN DISTANCE)

(PLAYS PENSIVE TUNE)

(LOW RUMBLING)

(RUMBLING INTENSIFIES)

- (WIND ROARING)

- (HOUSE SHUDDERING)

- (RUMBLING CONTINUES)

- (HOUSE CREAKING)

(WIND CONTINUES ROARING)

(QUIET UNEASY MUSIC)

(WIND HOWLING)

(DUST STORM SUBSIDES)

(INSECTS CHIRPING)

(QUIET UNEASY MUSIC CONTINUES)

To get the best understanding

of life up there,

the selected group

needs to be random.

All walks of life.

OK, so pick someone else,

Terrance.

People like us

don't belong in space.

But that's the whole point.

At some stage, all of us

may need to go. Permanently.

You'll receive

handsome compensation.

A thankyou from the government.

(CHUCKLES)

Look, you've been gifted

a rare opportunity

that for now seems daunting.

But why does the unknown

have to be a burden?

Junior, this is

incredibly rare, OK?

And you've been selected.

You're going to

the installation.

No, no, listen to me. I don't

like how you just show up here,

and you say all this sh*t

and you act

like we should be thanking you.

And if it's such...if it's such

a f*cking great opportunity,

why is it only you

that shows up here?

Where the f*ck

is everyone else, Terrance?

Would it help

if there were more people

scurrying around your house

and property?

What's in your bags?

I thought

I'd drop some things off.

I'll have to stay,

now that it's official.

Here? You're staying here?

If you recall

from my last visit, Hen...

I thought we still

had longer together, Terrance.

TERRANCE: ..it was all

explained in the paperwork.

I assume there's a guest room?

- This is bullshit.

- Why?

TERRANCE: There are

a series of steps to complete.

Observations,

data to collect...

When does he leave?

Couple of weeks.

JUNIOR: Why?

This next stage

is going to go fast.

Look, I'll stay nearby for now.

Give you guys

a little more alone time.

Come here, come here.

- Shh. Shh, shh.

- (CRIES)

It's OK, baby.

It's OK. Shh.

Shh, shh.

(SLAPPING GROUND)

(SNIFFLES)

('THE END OF THE WORLD'

BY SKEETER DAVIS PLAYS)

(CRIES SOFTLY)

SKEETER DAVIS:

Why does the sun...

Come on.

Go on shining?

Why does the sea

rush to shore?

- Don't they know...

- (OBJECTS CLATTERING)

It's the end of the world?

Cos you don't love me

anymore...

Hey, hey, hey, hey!

Hey, these are mine!

Yeah, well, you never wear 'em,

and they stink.

Well, I hate breaking in

new gloves, so...

This is why

we have so much stuff,

because you can't let go.

Of anything.

What do...

what do you mean by that?

HEN: It means that all of this

is just sh*t.

It's stuff from your past,

not ours.

OK, and if you start

throwing things out randomly...

Stop it, OK?

I...I need this stuff.

- Your face is flushed.

- Well...

I... Hen, I just...

Listen, I just wish that

you wouldn't get like this,

especially tonight.

Why? What's so special

about tonight?

Because it's our last chance

to be alone.

Oh, God, yeah, and I guess you

just wanted a quiet night in?

- Just like the old days? Yeah?

- OK,

we haven't even talked about

me leaving and you're acting

like this is no big deal,

like it's not even happening.

- Give me that!

- f*cking talk to me!

This is happening faster

than I was expecting it to.

And now he's coming to stay.

OK, well...so why are you

cleaning the f*cking house?

Just give me the...! I don't

want you stressing over him.

- I'm not stressing.

- OK, then, what is it?

What is it? Look at me.

Look at me.

I'm really worried about you,

OK?

Hey.

Hen? I'm going away for years,

OK? It's not days.

I'm worried

about leaving you here alone.

You don't have to

worry about that, Junior.

HEN: f*ck!

JUNIOR: What?

That. In there.

JUNIOR: Oh.

I've never seen one like it.

They're getting bigger. God,

I hope it's not an infestation.

They'll get into the walls.

Christ, that's all I need.

It's only one.

- Well, one is too many.

- Mm.

I'm checking our room for more.

JUNIOR: Hey.

Hey, little guy.

Junior.

HEN: What is it?

You're staring.

Don't... Ah...

It's OK, I'll take care of it.

JUNIOR: Hmm?

(WHISPERS)

Why aren't you moving?

(UNSETTLING MUSIC)

(STEADY CLACKING)

(MACHINERY HUMMING)

(UNSETTLING MUSIC INTENSIFIES)

Here you go.

What are you doing here?

What's wrong?

I, uh...

I started thinking

about leaving.

The things I'll miss,

things that aren't obvious.

Maybe we should talk

about this outside...

No, no, no, just like

stupid little things like...

Like how by the sound

of the floor creaking,

I know that

it's your steps upstairs.

And nobody

could ever recognise that.

It feels like

a secret between us.

It's...

I'll miss hearing those steps.

- Hey, Junior.

- What?

Can we just

talk about this tonight?

- You know we need this job.

- No, let's just be together.

Like right now.

- Hmm?

- (SIGHS)

None of this matters.

(HAUNTING AMBIENT MUSIC)

(HAUNTING MUSIC CONTINUES)

HEN: Strange, how dying

can still be beautiful. Hm.

JUNIOR: Are you afraid

of dying?

Maybe of not being ready.

HEN: Have you ever thought,

what if we're not actually...

looking up at the sky?

What if we're actually

looking down?

The sky below us.

Try. Think about it.

(BOTH GIGGLE)

JUNIOR: Oh. (CHUCKLES)

- See?

- Oh, yeah. (CHUCKLES)

(HEN LAUGHS)

JUNIOR: Give me my pants!

HEN: Whoo-oo!

JUNIOR: Hen, I'm serious.

(HEN LAUGHS)

HEN: (SLAPS) Wha-hey!

(HEN LAUGHS)

(WHISPERS)

Why don't we just disappear?

Get out of here?

HEN: Oh.

(UNEASY MUSIC)

HEN: Hello. Hi.

Look at you.

I'm not gonna hurt you.

Come here.

It's OK. Good boy.

What happened to you, hey?

Where did you come from?

It's OK.

There you go. See? Good boy.

(HORSE NEIGHS SOFTLY)

Junior?

Junior!

(UNEASY MUSIC INTENSIFIES)

Oh, sh*t. Junior!

Junior! f*ck.

Junior!

Stop!

(PANTING)

HEN: Where are you going?

(GALLOPING HOOVES)

HEN: Junior!

(OMINOUS MUSIC)

(FIRE ROARING)

(OMINOUS MUSIC INTENSIFIES)

(BOTH GRUNTING)

HEN: No! f*ck off! No!

Junior!

Don't hurt him.

It's not his fault!

(MUSIC FADES)

(OBJECT CLUNKING)

(WINCES)

(EXHALES DEEPLY)

JUNIOR: Hey...

- Are you OK?

Hey. Hey, hey, hey. Hey.

(JUNIOR EXHALES)

Did they hurt you?

- Who?

- Are you hurt?

- I'm OK.

- There were men and...

- No, no, no, no.

- You...you were screaming.

No, they were just

burning an old barn.

You're confused.

You hurt yourself.

But you're gonna be OK.

- You're lucky.

- No, we...

We need to tell someone

about what's happening.

Tell them what? Tell them what?

You had an accident,

that's all.

No, no, no,

we're in danger, baby, OK?

Junior. Junior.

You're the one

that ran into the fire.

Why would you do that, hmm?

JUNIOR: What do you mean?

- What...what was in the fire?

I hope this wasn't done

intentionally.

JUNIOR: You, uh...you think

I did this on purpose?

Well, an injury won't change

anything. You know that, right?

I can't feel

this side of my body.

TERRANCE:

That's the anesthetic.

It'll wear off soon.

But you won't be able

to use that arm much

for a while, though,

and you have to get used

to that recliner of yours.

JUNIOR: Why?

TERRANCE: Well, you can't sleep

lying down.

You can recline to

about 45 degrees but that's it.

JUNIOR: What do you mean,

I can't sleep lying down?

The doctor did

a minor procedure and...

A procedure? What doctor?

She operated on your

injured shoulder, the tendon.

It went very well, but she'd

like to leave it covered.

Ah, here. You gotta take these.

('CELLO CONCERTO IN E MINOR'

BY JACQUELINE DU PRE PLAYS)

TERRANCE: Jacqueline du Pre.

"A musician of nature

with an unerring instinct."

That's how her husband

described her.

I know this hasn't been easy

on either of you.

But soon,

all of this will be behind us.

So I would like to congratulate

you on making it this far.

South of France.

The real thing.

Why are you following me?

I'm keeping you safe,

both of you. It's crucial.

Both of us? What...?

We're taking Junior away.

You've never been all alone

out here before.

Yeah, so? (SCOFFS)

Could be a real strain on her.

On your marriage.

You're the one

that's forcing me to leave her.

Well, so we have to do

what's moral.

And what do you consider

to be moral?

We're going to replace you.

What, me?

We're going to ensure Hen

has company while you're away.

No, f*ck off. There's no

f*cking way that's happening.

(LAUGHS)

What, do you really want

to leave her here all alone?

Day after day?

Night after night?

She can handle herself,

Terrance.

Sorry, why doesn't anybody

ask me how I feel about it?

- Cos I'm right f*cking here.

- Calm down.

No, no, no,

you f*cking calm down.

Hear me out, OK?

It's not another man.

We're developing

a biological replacement.

(SCOFFS) Oh, my God.

JUNIOR: What the f*ck

is he talking about?

In the old days,

you would have left Hen with

a two-dimensional photo

of yourself.

This is the next step, OK?

A dynamic copy of you,

with living tissue,

- volume and a body.

- I don't want a f*cking robot

living with my wife.

Ah, it's not a robot, OK?

It's a new kind

of self-determining life form.

The first to live in a domestic

setting as freely as you do.

You'll see.

It's going to be astonishing.

There's a series

of interviews, OK?

No detail is inconsequential.

Only to observe you

and record your daily routine.

- That's why you're staying.

- This is f*cking insane.

For example, what did you

have for breakfast, my man?

- OK.

TERRANCE: Look.

OuterMore has a duty of care

to those left behind.

You know what my dad

used to get us to do?

TERRANCE: What's that?

- Test of manhood.

- Don't be an idiot.

- We'd go outside, stand apart

and we each got one punch

at the other.

Oh, you'd punch each other?

- Yeah, you ever punch someone?

- (HUFFS)

- Mm, can't say I have.

- Mm.

I guess that's what being

a man is, though, right?

Hen, I am just having

a conversation.

So would you do

your test of manhood with me?

Now you're just being dumb.

(LAUGHS)

(WINE SPLASHES)

f*ck.

(WINE GLASS BREAKS)

(LAUGHS)

(TERRANCE LAUGHS)

(CRIES)

REPORTER 1: (ON RADIO)

As air quality continues

to decline worldwide,

an estimated 1 billion children

remain at risk of developing

respiratory disease.

According to the UN,

820 million children

have experienced

prolonged mega-droughts

and have never seen rain

in their lifetimes.

We now go live

to the Earth Concert stage.

Buzz has been building all day

for this historic performance

of music icons.

Sarita, can you hear me?

SARITA: (ON RADIO) Jay, the

energy down here is electric!

An unbelievable line-up,

the likes of which hasn't been

seen since the Live Aid show

back in the 20th century.

Once again standing up

for what they insist

is the greatest emergency

of this generation.

There is no more time left

for talk and debate

but to offset the centuries

of exploitation and neglect.

The crowds here are huge and...

DAVID RUFFIN: Yeah

I have dreamed the dream

(SINGS ALONG)

I have dreamed the dream

- Of every common man

TERRANCE: Of a common man

DAVID: Hoping to rise

TERRANCE: Hoping to rise...

(CAMERA CLICKS)

I have sworn by my blood...

Terrance, I don't care

what you're planning, OK?

But whatever you bring here,

it won't be me,

you know,

cos I can't be replaced.

Nothing wrong

with a growing self-confidence.

Just make sure for your own

sake it never hurts Hen.

Have you ever hurt her?

TERRANCE: f*ck!

(LAUGHS) No hands!

(LAUGHS)

Whoo! Whoo!

JUNIOR: Whoo!

JUNIOR: Any hook, any chicken,

it doesn't matter.

TERRANCE:

I'm glad the pills

are working on your shoulder.

JUNIOR: I do feel energised.

TERRANCE: Because

in the coming days

you will be under

enormous physical

and psychological pressure.

OK. You ready?

Alright.

(DEVICE BLEEPS)

(GROANS)

You have to

get used to these tests.

There are more when you arrive,

some less pleasant than others.

Oh, f*ck.

Deep tendon carpal-tunnel

reflex test.

I'm so sorry. It's done.

- Done at work already?

- Why is he facing the wall?

TERRANCE: Hen,

you can't be here.

I think he's had enough.

- You OK?

JUNIOR: Uh-huh.

We agreed.

(SIGHS)

HEN: Be downstairs.

- Yep.

JUNIOR: What the f*ck

was that?

Yeah, we really need

to make sure she's OK.

If you notice anything unusual,

or if she's acting odd,

it's best you tell me.

- OK.

TERRANCE: If we're to help her

while you're away,

your replacement will

need to know what you know.

I need to have an intimate

understanding of your marriage,

the good and the bad.

And anything

you tell me up here,

I promise it's confidential.

It's between you and me.

You can handle that, right?

Mm-hm.

This is more

than saving the farm, Junior.

It's about ensuring

your marriage survives

while you're gone.

(PIANO PLAYING FAINTLY

IN DISTANCE)

TERRANCE: Have you ever

cheated on her?

What?

TERRANCE: Hen.

No, definitely not.

You never fantasised

about another woman?

Ahh... (LAUGHS)

TERRANCE: Come on.

- No, I don't know. I...

No. I, um...

TERRANCE: Has she ever

cheated on you?

- Oh, f*ck you.

TERRANCE: Has she?

No.

TERRANCE: You're not

basing that on trust, are you?

I'm basing it on what I know.

TERRANCE: Do you feel you know

how she would react

in every situation?

Have you ever asked her

the question yourself?

Hen's not like that.

TERRANCE: But you don't

actually believe

you know Hen better

than she knows herself?

- I'm not saying that.

TERRANCE: Look, there are

things about her you don't know

and will never know, OK?

Thoughts, feelings,

all her years before you.

Listen, mate.

Hey.

Look, she has desires

that existed before you

and exist beyond you.

- You can accept that, right?

- No, I...

Hey, Junior.

(PLAYS MELANCHOLY TUNE

ON PIANO)

I suppose you want me to stop.

No. Why?

You usually don't like it.

You used to tell me

not to play.

Sorry?

(CONTINUES PLAYING)

As long as we move

from day to day,

living the routine

that was established...

that you established...

..you're convinced I'm happy.

Walking the same path

as everyone who came before me.

(PLAYS PIANO SLOWLY)

Your mom.

(REPEATS SINGLE NOTE)

My mom.

Their moms. Their moms.

(HEN STOPS PLAYING)

(WIND WHISTLING)

I'm starting to worry.

- What if the rain never comes?

- Mm.

I never want you to worry.

Yeah, I know.

(EERIE WOODWIND MUSIC)

JUNIOR AND HEN:

And if you leave me

It'll break

It'll break my heart...

(HEN CHUCKLING)

HEN: (ON TAPE) I've never

talked about this stuff before.

TERRANCE: (ON TAPE) Really?

HEN: Mm-hm. Never.

Hen?

HEN: I just think having

other living things around...

does something.

Makes you hopeful, I think.

(TAPE GLITCHING)

HEN: I really miss the trees,

though.

(DISTORTED) Trees, though...

TERRANCE: The trees?

HEN: Yeah, more of them were

around when I was growing up.

Some were, um...

some were shy.

And then others were

really bold and ancient.

Wise. (CHUCKLES)

You only have to spend time

with them and I just...

I love their personalities

so much.

TERRANCE: Personalities?

HEN: Junior thinks I'm crazy,

but, I mean, people do.

Dogs do. Cats do.

Why would you draw a line

with trees?

TERRANCE: I don't know.

HEN: It's sad we need proof

to believe in something.

TERRANCE: Belief is deceptive.

Mm...

HEN: No, it's not. It's...

(SIGHS) It's a feeling

and when you have it,

it is...it's exhilarating.

(UNSETTLING MUSIC)

TERRANCE: Can we talk

about the piano?

HEN: OK.

TERRANCE: Why the basement?

Looks like it hasn't

been played in years.

HEN: He doesn't like it

when I play.

Maybe it's what's in the music

that scares him, I don't know.

TERRANCE: What's in it?

HEN: All that's gone.

TERRANCE: Gone?

HEN: Affection. Possibility.

Um...curiosity.

That's...that's a big one.

He used to love that about me.

TERRANCE: Do you think knowing

Junior for as long as you have

has taken that away?

- (STATIC BUZZING)

- (DISTORTED SPEECH)

HEN: In the beginning,

everything feels so alive

and...

exciting.

But time makes it predictable.

He doesn't really

see me anymore.

It's as if he's replaced me

with someone else.

I've lost those parts

of who I am...

or who I could be.

And...I'm scared

I won't ever get them back.

Maybe I shouldn't

be telling you this.

TERRANCE: Why would you

live with that fear?

Don't deny yourself

those parts.

HEN: No, I don't want to

anymore.

TERRANCE: Good. Good.

I encourage you

to use this opportunity

to act on your instincts.

HEN: How real will he look?

TERRANCE: Identical.

HEN: Will he behave

like Junior?

TERRANCE: Just like

when you first knew him.

A new beginning.

(GRUNTS)

(MUFFLED SCREAMS)

(MUFFLED GROANS)

(JUNIOR CONTINUES GROANING)

(DRAMATIC PIANO TUNE

PLAYING IN DISTANCE)

(PIANO TUNE CONTINUES)

(CHUCKLES)

(PLAYS DRAMATIC TUNE)

(PLAYS SUSTAINED NOTE)

(STOPS PLAYING)

('I'M NEW HERE'

BY GIL SCOTT-HERON PLAYS)

GIL AND TERRANCE:

(SPOKEN) I did not

Become someone different

That I did not want to be

But I'm new here

Will you show me around?

Maybe.

(SINGING) No matter

how far wrong you've gone

You can always...

- (HEN LAUGHS)

- Turn around...

(LAUGHS)

(SPOKEN) Met a woman in a bar

Told her I was hard

to get to know

And near 'bout impossible

to forget...

TERRANCE: I'm just saying.

HEN: Well...

She said I had an ego on me

- The size of Texas...

- God.

TERRANCE: Ready?

No matter how far

- (HUMS OUT OF TUNE)

- Wrong you've gone...

Yeah. Go on.

One, two, three, four.

BOTH: You can always

turn around!

(BOTH LAUGH)

GIL: And I'm shedding plates

like a snake

- It may be crazy...

- (HISSES)

- No.

- No, no, no...

(HEN CHUCKLES)

That's it, man!

I don't want you two talking

alone together anymore.

GIL: Turn around,

turn around, turn around...

(LAUGHS)

GIL: And you may

come full circle...

TERRANCE: Hey, that's it.

That's the spirit.

GIL: And be new here

again...

(MUSIC STOPS)

What happened?

('LAND OF MY DREAMS'

BY ANNA DOMINO PLAYS)

TERRANCE: What happened?

JUNIOR: Ah, f*ck it.

TERRANCE: She didn't

like your dancing?

- (HUMS)

- JUNIOR: No.

- (TERRANCE LAUGHS)

JUNIOR: No, sir.

ANNA: You're sweeter than...

- (HUMS)

TERRANCE: That's it, man.

That's it, man.

- (HUMMING)

- In the land of my dreams

You love me so much more

I even...

Hold your arm up like this.

- (MUMBLES)

- You've been drinking.

(BOTH LAUGH)

(MUSIC PLAYING FAINTLY

IN DISTANCE)

Is there something

bothering you?

Uh-uh.

TERRANCE: I can feel it in you.

- No.

It's more like an awakening.

Hm. OK.

And how has this awakening

affected Hen?

(WRY CHUCKLE)

I sense a little bit

of a strain there, perhaps?

JUNIOR: You're always wondering

how things are between us.

- It's f*cking sick, Terrance.

- (DEVICE BEEPS)

I don't mind

being wrong about that.

- I'm just curious.

- What is that?

TERRANCE: It monitors

your hydration levels.

Does she tell you

what she likes?

What's that?

Your wife, Junior.

Is she open and honest

with her preferences?

- About what?

- Come on. You know.

f*cking.

Is she explicit

about what she likes?

JUNIOR: What did you just say?

- What she needs.

- What?

- Every relationship depends

on open and honest

communication.

- Oh, f*ck you.

TERRANCE: You know that.

(CHUCKLES) Just relax.

It's just a conversation.

(LAUGHS)

(LAUGHS)

TERRANCE: What the f*ck?

You like playing with us,

don't you?

TERRANCE: No. No, I'm...

People fascinate me, OK?

You two fascinate me.

People fascinate me too.

- Really?

- Mm.

I watch people sometimes.

See things.

What do you see?

The guys in the lunch room,

right?

They bite

hunks of their sandwiches,

meat and bread,

and they...

they grind it together

into some disgusting paste.

And whatever wasn't swallowed

would just be stuck...

between yellow teeth

and infected gums.

And it's not just eating.

No.

I've seen a co-worker

fall asleep

with his mouth gaping open.

And I felt sick

at the sight of it.

I mean, think about...

earwax and pus and fingernails.

I...I... (EXHALES)

I've seen guys spit on

the ground and just walk away.

Just walk away

and they don't...

I mean, we're f*cking oblivious

to it most of the time!

We don't even f*cking see it!

(LAUGHS)

But one day...

..I...I started to wonder

why that is.

And then one of the guys,

he wipes his f*cking nose

with his f*cking napkin.

Just ba*ls it up,

drops it on the plate,

full of f*cking snot.

And then very slowly...

it just started to unfurl.

(QUIET MENACING MUSIC)

All on its own.

As if it wanted to be seen.

And then, I mean,

that's when I realised

our common seam in each of us

is our own

built-in f*cking scum.

Our dirt. Our grease.

- f*ck you!

- (CHAIR CLATTERS)

(PUNCHES WALL)

HEN: What the hell

is going on?!

Hen, everything's fine!

- Let me in!

TERRANCE: He's fine!

- Let me in!

- He's fine!

- It's OK!

HEN: (BANGING ON DOOR) Junior!

TERRANCE: Stop! He's fine.

HEN: Let me in, Terrance!

f*cking Terrance,

open the f*cking door!

TERRANCE: Go downstairs!

He's fine!

(SOBS)

HEN: (BANGING ON DOOR) No!

(WATER RUNNING)

Jeez! Hell!

(WINCES)

(GROANS IN AGONY)

(BROODING INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC)

(LAUGHS) No.

(LAUGHS)

This is f*cking crazy.

(LAUGHS THEN CRIES)

What's a boat

without an anchor?

What's a boat

without an anchor?

What's a boat

without an anchor?

(SHUDDERING)

Little Hen.

I'm here.

(WHIMPERS SOFTLY)

I was just taking a shower.

(CRIES)

It's OK.

(SOBBING)

Shhh.

(CONTINUES SOBBING)

When I get back,

let's do something.

Go somewhere.

Make a family.

But whatever we decide to do,

let's decide together, OK?

Mm-hm.

We'll be together.

Like we used to be.

(SOFT UNSETTLING MUSIC)

(WATER TRICKLING)

(INSECTS BUZZING)

(BIRDS SQUAWKING)

(BIRDS SCREECHING)

(UNSETTLING MUSIC

BUILDS SLOWLY)

(METALLIC CLATTERING)

(r*fle CLICKS)

(UNSETTLING MUSIC SWELLS)

(c*ck r*fle)

(g*nshots)

(g*nsh*t)

(g*nsh*t)

- (g*nsh*t)

- (c*ck r*fle)

(UNSETTLING MUSIC INTENSIFIES)

(c*ck r*fle)

(g*nsh*t)

(g*nsh*t)

f*cking cowards!

(GRUNTS)

(GROANS)

(GRUNTS)

(JUNIOR MOANS)

(PANTS AND GASPS)

(SPITS)

(GROANS SOFTLY)

(GRUNTING SOFTLY)

(SPITS)

(QUIET EERIE MUSIC)

TERRANCE: (INAUDIBLE)

Keep a low profile.

OFFICER: Yes.

TERRANCE: (INAUDIBLE) I'm going

to go upstairs and get going.

(EERIE MUSIC CONTINUES)

(PANTING SOFTLY)

TERRANCE: (ON TAPE)

When Hen played the piano,

did you like it?

JUNIOR: (ON TAPE)

Oh, I don't really remember.

Why are you asking me that?

TERRANCE: She said you're

the reason she doesn't play.

JUNIOR: She told you that?

TERRANCE: When you listened to

it, how did it make you feel?

JUNIOR: I...I enjoyed it

in the beginning, but...

..it changed her.

TERRANCE: Changed her?

JUNIOR: She seemed different.

I...

HEN: Hm.

JUNIOR: I didn't know

who she was when she played,

like she was trying

to be someone else.

(RECORDER BEEPS)

TERRANCE: That was...

- (HEN CLEARS THROAT)

TERRANCE: That was a while ago.

- God.

TERRANCE: How does it feel

to listen to that now,

having gone through it?

I've always had this fantasy

that...

..there's something else

out there for me.

What do you think

it would take?

- To leave?

TERRANCE: Yeah.

HEN: Courage.

The courage

to let everything go.

(SNIFFLES)

TERRANCE: Mm.

Follow what I feel.

HEN: Not be scared.

(SOBS QUIETLY)

And where would you go?

There are places. There's...

There's places with life.

TERRANCE: Mmm.

- Places with other people.

(CHUCKLES)

God, with new people.

With music.

TERRANCE: Mmm.

HEN: Somewhere that just

doesn't feel like it's dying.

And instead of...

trying to explain that

to him...

- (SOBS QUIETLY)

HEN: ..or to justify it,

I would just do the opposite.

I'd leave a letter,

but it would be blank.

So...so nothing at all?

It would say nothing and

everything at the same time.

Oh...

(EXHALES DEEPLY)

TERRANCE: You know I can

help you, if you do decide.

- I know what he needs.

- I'll be OK.

TERRANCE: Yeah.

- (DOOR OPENS)

You're a lying piece of sh*t.

We're going to

clarify everything.

Oh, it's pretty f*cking

obvious, though.

TERRANCE: So, tell me.

- No, this is over, Terrance.

You're f*cking leaving now.

And, baby, we're gonna talk.

Baby, you're gonna talk to

me properly. No more bullshit.

What do you think is going on?

No, no, no, no. No more

f*cking questions, Terrance.

Hen, this has got to stop, OK?

OK.

(CRIES)

Yeah. Yeah, you want my wife,

don't you?

Yeah? Yeah, you want to keep

her company while I'm gone.

Calm down. Calm down.

JUNIOR: You're f*cking sick,

Terrance!

- (LAUGHS)

TERRANCE: Hey, hey, it's OK.

Junior! Junior. Stop.

HEN: Hey. Hey.

It's not what you think.

It's not what you think.

(JUNIOR SOBBING)

f*cking do something.

Although the sun is shining

High above

The one thing on my mind

- Is you my love...

HEN: It's OK.

No!

(HIGH-PITCHED WHINING)

(VEHICLE APPROACHING)

(VEHICLE RUMBLING)

(RUMBLING CONTINUES)

(RUMBLING STOPS)

(FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)

JUNIOR: Hey. I've missed you.

(HEN CRIES)

JUNIOR: It's so good

to be back.

(HEN BREATHES HEAVILY)

It's time.

OK.

(SNIFFLES) You coming?

You go.

JUNIOR: OK.

JUNIOR: (ON TAPE, FAINT)

No, you f*cking calm down...

(INDISTINCT VOICES ON TAPE)

HEN: (ON TAPE, FAINT)

f*cking Terrance,

open the f*cking door!

(INDISTINCT VOICES ON TAPE

CONTINUE)

- (JUNIOR GROANING)

- (DEVICE BLEEPS)

(MOANS)

Holy sh*t.

It's so f*cking real.

(PANTS SOFTLY)

Hen?

TERRANCE: I'm sorry.

Hen?

I know you're confused.

(GASPS SOFTLY)

(LAUGHS)

Oh, no. Oh, no...

I know how you must be feeling,

but I need you to stay calm.

Ohh...

(WHIMPERS)

TERRANCE: I'm sorry

we had to deceive you,

but it was the only way

to test your full capacity

and function.

It's critical that

you were lucid enough

to experience the reversal

face-to-face.

This is

not the replacement, Junior.

(CRIES)

It's you.

You're the replacement.

Oh! No.

- This...

- No...

This is Hen's real husband, OK?

No.

No, no, no, that's bullshit!

- Terrance, where is she?

- She's safe in the house.

Where is she? Hen? Hen!

Please! Hen, don't listen

to 'em, OK?

What... I'm not gonna let them

do anything to you, OK?

I'm not going anywhere, baby.

TERRANCE:

We brought you here

just over a year ago.

The same day Junior left

to live on the installation.

When our headlights

turned you on...

(SOFT BUZZING)

TERRANCE:

..that was the beginning.

That was the day

your mission started.

You were free to experience

a real, human relationship.

(JUNIOR CRIES)

TERRANCE: We wanted your

focus to be your present-tense,

but we had to design

your memory.

You're a f*cking liar.

We gave that to you

after spending many months

talking with Junior

before he left.

Hen!

I need to know you're OK.

(SOBBING) I need you here.

I need to hear your voice.

Hen!

Hen?

Your memories are his.

(SOBS)

(CONTINUES SOBBING)

(CRIES)

Oh.

HEN: It's OK.

It's OK, it's OK.

I'm here. I'm here.

JUNIOR: Baby. Baby.

Terrance is wrong, OK?

Whatever this is,

whatever you've done,

it doesn't matter, OK?

Why?

(PANTING)

JUNIOR: I'm sorry.

HEN: No.

JUNIOR: I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

- Sorry.

HEN: (SOBBING) I'm so sorry.

JUNIOR: I am sorry.

I love you.

- I love you.

HEN: I love you too.

JUNIOR: You have to go.

- It's OK. (CRIES)

JUNIOR: I love you.

HEN: (CRYING) No...

- You have to go, baby.

- No...

(UNEASY MUSIC)

Don't. Don't do this.

Please don't do this.

(UNEASY MUSIC SWELLS)

- No!

- No, no, no, no, no!

No! No, get the f*ck off of me!

- No, no, baby, please!

- No!

Please! Hen!

- Baby! Baby, please!

- (HEN CRIES)

Shame on you! Shame on you!

Shame on you! Shame on you!

You're going to hell! f*ck you!

(WAILING) Hen, no!

(SOBS)

HEN: This can never

be forgiven!

Get off of me! (GRUNTS)

(SOBS)

HEN: Get off of me!

- (WAILS)

No!

(WHIMPERS)

(PANTS AND SOBS)

(CRYING) No. No!

No! Get off of me!

(QUIET WISTFUL MUSIC)

(CRIES)

There were other possibilities

for how this part might go.

We set out to create

consciousness.

To validate it

through real human connection.

But we never dreamed Hen

would experience love.

Junior.

Hen had no idea

how this would end.

I never told her.

- (EXHALES GENTLY)

TERRANCE: You're not real.

But what you have both

shown us here tonight...

is a gift to humanity.

This is my life.

This is our life.

They're going to be

writing about you for years.

Hen.

(BREATHES DEEPLY)

Hi.

(WISTFUL MUSIC BUILDS)

(SOBS)

We'll go somewhere else.

(JUNIOR SOBS)

I'm sorry.

(SOBS)

(WISTFUL MUSIC INTENSIFIES)

(PLASTIC SHEETING RUSTLING)

(HEN CRIES)

TERRANCE: Thank you.

(MUSIC FADES)

JUNIOR: No, I'm fine.

- (WATER SLOSHES)

Oh, f*ck this gravity sh*t.

(GASPS)

(PANTS)

(CRIES SOFTLY)

(CONTINUES CRYING)

(GASPS)

(CRIES)

(JUNIOR MUMBLES)

(CONTINUES CRYING)

(BIRDS SCREECHING)

(WOOD CLUNKING)

(CUTLERY CLINKS)

Why?

I was, oh, hoping for loyalty.

Trust.

How can you say that?

'Cause you're my f*cking wife.

There were rules. We agreed.

- It's not like that.

- OK.

Then, explain.

What is it like?

This wasn't an affair.

I saw you in him.

You saw me in it?

I saw what we've lost.

It's you

that I fell in love with again.

It wasn't me, Hen.

It wasn't real.

What I'm feeling is real.

I know what's real

and what we need.

HEN: And what is that?

Is that to take each other

for granted?

No?

No.

Is that to just stay like this?

To just stand still? For what?

We had dreams together,

remember?

We can just leave and

we can just get out of here.

- We can do something together.

- My family is buried

out there

in the f*cking ground!

I can't throw it all away to

go off on some f*cking wander

that proves nothing.

(BANGS TABLE)

This farm, this house,

this life, it's us, Hen.

We made it. We should

be f*cking proud. (BANGS TABLE)

There is nothing out there

for you.

I know that now.

There's nothing.

Ah...

(HEN SETS PLATES DOWN)

(HEN SNIFFLES)

(SPORADIC PATTERING)

(PATTERING INTENSIFIES)

(RAIN PATTERING STEADILY)

(THUNDER RUMBLING)

Junior.

(SOLEMN PIANO MUSIC)

(RAIN CONTINUES)

(HEN LAUGHS)

(HEN LAUGHS)

HEN: Junior!

Junior!

Oh, my God!

Oh, it's so beautiful!

It's so beautiful!

Junior, come on!

- Look!

- (THUNDER CRACKING)

Junior.

Come on!

Come on.

- Hey, come on.

- Alright.

Come on. Oh! Oh, sh*t!

- You OK?

- (GROANS)

Oh! I'm sorry.

I'm sorry. (CHUCKLES)

Come on.

I'll help you up. Come on.

No, no, no.

I don't need your help!

(JUNIOR PANTS)

Look at you.

(THUNDER RUMBLING)

(SOLEMN PIANO MUSIC CONTINUES)

(PLAYING SOLEMN TUNE ON PIANO)

(INCREASES VOLUME)

(TUNE GROWS BRIGHTER

AND LOUDER)

(SNIFFLES)

(SNIFFLES)

(SNIFFLES)

(DECREASES VOLUME)

(SNIFFLES)

(STOPS PLAYING)

(BREATHES SOFTLY)

(DISCORDANT NOTES)

(HEN GRUNTS)

- (GRUNTING CONTINUES)

- (DISCORDANT NOTES CONTINUE)

(SOUNDS FADE)

JOYCE HEATH: He asked me

if he could hold my hand...

JUNIOR: Hen?

And I shyly said,

"I wouldn't dream of it"

But then I felt

his hand touch mine

Now I dream of it

How I dream of it

all the time

All the time

All the time

He asked me then

could he kiss my lips

And I playfully said,

"I wouldn't dream of it"

But then I felt

his lips touch mine

Now I dream of it

How I dream of it

all the time

All the time

All the time

I felt him ever

so warm and near...

Hello?

Whispering promises in my ear

He said he'd always

be true to me

To love him and I'd see

I felt my world

spinning round and round

Around the wonderful love

I'd found

I heard my heart whisper,

"Why resist?"

He held me and we kissed

He held me and we kissed

He asked me then

would I marry him

And I foolishly said,

"l wouldn't dream of it"

And now that our love

is cold as stone

I dream of it

But I dream of it all alone

All alone

All alone.

(SIGHS)

(CRIES)

(CONTINUES CRYING)

Little Hen.

(SNIFFLING AND CRYING)

(VEHICLE RUMBLING QUIETLY)

(EERIE MUSIC)

It's so pretty.

It's OK.

(SIGHS)

I'm here.

(KISSES)

(SOMBRE STRINGS MUSIC)

(JUNIOR SIGHS)

(WINE POURING)

HEN: Endings aren't easy.

Not like beginnings.

But endings can feel alive

and exciting too.

My whole life people have

been telling me what I like.

What I want. What I need.

I had to become

someone different.

Someone else.

(HEN LAUGHS)

- Refill?

- Sure.

(FOOTSTEPS RECEDING)

HEN: But now I know.

There is only one of me.

HEN: Hello.

(GIGGLES)

What are you doing,

little one, hmm?

It's not moving at all.

It's just sitting there.

JUNIOR: What is?

I've never seen one before.

('ALTHOUGH THE SUN IS SHINING'

BY FLEETWOOD MAC PLAYS)

FLEETWOOD MAC:

Although the sun is shining

(BOTH SING ALONG)

High above...

(CHUCKLES)

There's one thing

on my mind...

Mwah.

You, my love...

(HEN CHUCKLES)

I see a weeping willow

In the park

Like there's

this sadness growing

In my heart...

(GUITAR OUTRO PLAYS)

(SONG ENDS)

(WAVES CRASHING GENTLY)

(BREATHES DEEPLY)

(MELANCHOLY STRINGS MUSIC)

(STRINGS MUSIC BUILDS)

(MUSIC FADES)

(SOMBRE PIANO MUSIC)

(MELANCHOLY STRINGS

AND PIANO MUSIC)

(MUSIC BUILDS SLOWLY)

(MUSIC FADES OUT)

(WIND HOWLING GENTLY)

(BIRDS CALLING)

(EERIE AMBIENT MUSIC)

(MUSIC FADES OUT)

(BIRDS CALLING)