What Happened to Monday

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In the last 50 years,

we've doubled our population,

tripled the amount of food and water we use,

and we have quadrupled

the use of fossil fuels.

Every four days, there's a million

more people on the planet.

How is the world gonna cope

with this explosion in population?

The UN predicts

that, by the end of the decade,

we will have a population of ten billion.

I am a firm believer

that climate change is real,

that it is impacted by human behavior.

The government has declared

most of South America a disaster zone.

Extreme drought and massive dust storms

have shut down

the Earth's entire agricultural system.

Too many people, not enough food.

In an effort to combat the food shortage,

the European Federation has placed

the world's future in the hands of science.

The development

of more resilient, high-yield,

genetically modified crops

is being fast-tracked around the globe.

Shelves once empty are now fully-stocked.

But the tinkering with nature

has created long-term consequences.

Across the world,

we are witnessing a staggering spike

in multiple births and genetic defects.

The solution is now feeding the problem.

It is the biggest crisis in human history.

Political activist

and renowned conservation biologist

Dr. Nicolette Cayman

has prompted the Federation

to institute a "one child per family" policy

called the "Child Allocation Act."

We are one human family sharing this Earth.

Today, together, we make history.

The Child Allocation Act

is the first vital step

towards preserving our planet

and making a better future for our children.

New legislation has been swift.

Check points have been

erected across the nation.

All citizens are required to wear

a Bureau-issued identity bracelet.

And, from this day forth,

illegally conceived siblings

will be remanded

to Bureau-enforced cryosleep.

Children are more than just children.

They are the future.

With cryosleep, we'll make sure

your child rests peacefully,

humanely, free from hunger, safe from harm,

while we work to build

a better, brighter future.

Cryosleep.

Awake to a better world.

I know there's...

maybe a little resistance,

but, with the "one child" policy...

it may give us some time.

I'm so sorry, Mr. Settman.

We did everything we could.

If we were better equipped,

there's a chance

we might've been able to saved her.

She knew the risks.

She knew you wouldn't report her.

- And the father?

- Who knows?

My daughter...

We haven't spoken in years.

How do you plan on hiding this?

How will you cope?

I'll manage.

I'll have to.

Have you thought about names?

Well...

There are seven.

So...

Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday,

Thursday, Friday, Saturday, and Sunday.

Free from hunger, safe from harm,

while we work to build

a better, brighter future.

Cryosleep. Awake to a better world.

Children are more than just children.

They are the future.

With cryosleep, we'll make sure

your child rests peacefully, humanely.

Please have your wristbands

ready for inspection.

No unauthorized persons

are allowed to enter the sector.

The following items may not be taken

through checkpoints

without prior permission:

any sharp objects, flammables, or chemicals.

For your safety and security...

My baby!

Don't take her, please! Please!

She's my child! She's my child!

This sibling is now listed

and will be processed under authority

of the Child Allocation Act.

No! No! My baby!

- My baby!

- She's my sister!

Can I have that one?

"What happens to a dream deferred?

Does it dry up like a raisin in the sun,

or fester like a sore and then run?

Maybe it just sags like a heavy load.

Or does it explode?"

I like it. Did you write that?

No, ma'am.

That's the great Langston Hughes,

jazz king of Harlem.

Haven't I already told you that?

Must have slipped my mind.

Tell me, Miss Settman, what's your secret?

Last night, you're puking in the planter,

but, today, you're looking fresh as a daisy.

Dinner is served.

- That's interesting.

- Spreadsheets for tomorrow.

I'm starving.

- You are always starving.

- I think you might have worms.

Oh, come on, Saturday.

I hope I have worms.

We can cook them next week.

- Ugh, that's gross.

- It's delicious.

It's kind of beautiful.

- It's a f***ing rat.

- It's actually quite good.

At least, it tastes like something,

unlike that engineered sh*t you're eating.

Oh, come on, Wednesday. You'd eat anything.

Deep-fried pig dick on a stick.

You'd buy it and you'd eat it.

Are you okay?

- I'm fine.

- You seem...

I know. It's just...

my big presentation is tomorrow.

You mean "our" presentation.

No thanks to you

getting shitfaced last night.

Yeah, Eddie said you threw up in the planter.

I didn't know what to say.

I felt really embarrassed.

I was entertaining one of our clients.

I might have overdone it

on the martinis. Shoot me.

You have to tell us everything, Saturday.

How can you be so stupid?

I'm just tired. Tomorrow's a big day.

If we get this promotion,

it's all thanks to Friday.

She makes us all look like a genius.

It's a team effort.

You guys did the legwork.

I just crunch numbers.

Seven minds are better than one.

You must work collectively.

You're stronger together than you are alone.

In time, we will select a career

that capitalizes on your joint skills.

What are you waiting for?

Go on, go on. Solve the problem.

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