The Last Light

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Do you remember the night...

It's not the red

of the dying sun

the morning sheet's

surprising stain

it's not the red

of which we bleed

the red of cabernet sauvignon

the world of Ruby all in may

it's not that red

it's not that red

it's not that red

it's not that red

the wish that would

be your color

I wish this would be your color

I wish this would be your color

your color

I wish

are you kidding me, Harold?

Strawberry bars again?

Nutrition bars.

I don't want a nutrition bar.

I want a blueberry bar.

You ate all the blueberries.

Well, I don't care.

These taste like crap.

Please, could you just

maybe give him a break?

He's just doing his job.

It's OK.

He doesn't bother me.

Here you go.

I'm gonna just eat

your strawberry bar

because you are a big

fucking complainer.

Mmmm.

Hey Jack.

What's for dinner?

What do you think it is?

Same shit it's been for weeks.

I don't know, these strawberry

bars are pretty good.

How was it out there, Jack?

Same.

Did you see any of them?

No, not one.

Where's Jenny?

Usual.

Impressive.

Thanks.

I have to start over.

Why would you want to do that?

Well, I just don't understand

who these people are.

I mean, there are so many

notes, and so much detail.

I'm just trying to piece together

something about this place.

Oh, I missed it again, didn't I?

I brought you a plate.

Thank you.

You're welcome.

Well, I uhh,

I should probably go

check on the others.

OK. Thanks.

No fair.

Where on earth did

you find those, man?

Went out this morning.

Cigarettes, booze go

into the communal pot.

Everything else, finders keepers.

Your rules, Jack.

Brought you a plate.

Yeah.

Not much of an appetite these days.

Could use the company, though.

Why don't you come upstairs?

Join the group.

You know I can't do that.

I can't trust those people, Jack.

No. They're good people.

Really?

Try not to burn the

place down, huh?

You know, Jack, you're

a real pal, man.

See you soon.

I'll be here.

Do you remember the light, Jack?

Remember, Jack?

Remember, Jack?

Fixed?

It's stuck.

I bet it's summer time out there.

Must be.

Yeah, you're probably right.

Maybe we could go out and have a

look around, or, somebody could.

You serious?

Maybe things have changed.

I don't know, look around.

I think it seems kind of the same.

No one's come for us.

It's still light out, all the time.

And we haven't heard anyone.

No airplanes.

No helicopters.

No sirens. Nothing.

You haven't heard those things.

Maybe they're gone.

We should go out and have

a look around, or...

maybe there's somebody out there.

Just an idea, you're

the boss, Jack.

You say we stay, then we stay.

Jenny, who you working on today?

He's hot.

He's 15.

Right. Okay.

I didn't know there were

kids in this institution.

Yeah.

What's the story?

His name is Devin Killian.

Looks like he was admitted

with behavioral issues,

potential psychosis.

Says here, he got into a

fight with his teacher.

Says he spat on her.

That doesn't sound that bad.

Well, he also burnt down

his parents' house.

I stand corrected.

I like this kid already.

Crazy kid, though.

I mean, sometimes I wonder

with these kids, you know?

Oh yeah, the bag.

The bag, the bag!

The bag!

Your turn tonight, Ashley.

OK. Oh, I'm too nervous.

You read it.

All righty.

Ah, story night.

Describe the best day of your life.

All right.

Wait, actually.

Before we start, I've got

something for everybody.

Where did you find that?

Woo-hoo.

Bless you, Jack.

Where'd you get that?

A desk on the second floor

that I've walked by

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