The Last Man Page #3

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I can feel it

flapping in the wind.

We can't hold it.

We should have tied it down better.

- Don't worry. It's fine.

- It's not fine!

What's wrong with you?

We can get another table.

No, Alan.

I still feel sort of...

peaked.

But we drank

three nights ago, sweetie.

I know.

That's how it gets me.

The thing is, Sarah,

since you feel

that God is behind this,

that I would think you'd feel

sort of a responsibility

in a biblical way to...

propagate the Earth.

Come on, Alan.

What? We're going to have a child?

Who will they have children with?

Another one of ours?

Start a whole race

of imbeciles.

Yeah, if you're going

to logic it out.

Don't be mad.

Hi.

Something's not right

with Sarah.

I'm not expecting anything.

But still, everything was going fine

on days four and five.

But by day seven,

she started in

with these moods.

She's not as...

open as she was.

I mean, everything

started off great.

But I feel almost

like there's this--

this... thistle traps...

are what the Chetabi

used to capture the rodents,

thus keeping them fresh...

for the big evening roast.

Well, that about covers

the traps...

and the big roast.

We'll talk about

after-dinner dancing later.

Morning.

Morning.

How are you feeling?

Listen, there's something

I want to do.

I'd like to use

the camera for a while.

I think

it'll make things better.

Sure.

I'll film anything you want.

No, this is private.

I'd like to film by myself.

Oh.

Okay.

Hi.

I'm Sarah.

We've already met,

but not really.

I wanted to talk to you

a little bit

about the way

you handle things in life.

Alan, please!

What I wanted

was to warn you...

about people like me.

You believe

You can do

Nothing to save yourseIf

You've got demons,

you need him

And you're afraid

to trust yourself.

- Hey.

- Morning.

Powdered eggs Benedict.

That's absolutely delicious!

What do you say

we take a little ride?

Sure.

I've got this great idea!

Cool!

What?

We'll go find

other people!

Wait! Sarah!

We both know what the story

is out there.

You drove halfway

across the country!

I found you.

There's got to be others.

- But--

- We owe it to them.

But, what about--

Last night, we--

I don't want you

to get disappointed.

What?!

What is really going on,

Sarah?

And don't tell me

it's last week's tequila shots,

because that's wearing

a little thin. What is wrong?

- Nothing.

- Bull!

You've been acting

strange for days.

Well, maybe

I am strange, Alan.

Who do you think I am, huh?

You think I'm just some good-looking

girl from across the bar?

Or some Penthouse fantasy

you just lucked into?

What the hell

are you talking about?!

I don't know.

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