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Yeah, I mean I have to start

paying rent though,

I don't have time

to manage this place.

Oh, poor baby.

I've had it easy.

Well, shoot whatever

you want with it,

but it's yours.

We're all going

to have them tonight.

They fit pretty snug

in your hand.

They're nice, man.

I miss you, man.

Bell misses you too.

We're getting married.

I heard.

Congratulations.

Thanks.

Can we put this all behind us?

Sorry for all of this.

No, it's not your fault.

It's no one's fault.

I'll get ready and come up.

Cool.

And look good.

Use the end of the world

as an excuse.

If you can't get laid tonight,

you're hopeless.

[Cheering]

Oh, yeah.

Thank you.

Everybody raise them up.

Raise them up.

Come on.

We're all dying

in a couple of hours.

End of the world!

Give me some cheers.

Give me some cheers.

Yeah, yeah.

You know what?

Before I drink too,

I just want to say

for all the people...

What are you doing?

Look at this.

This girl is totally

chatting with Dillon.

She's cute.

What do you think

she's saying to him?

I work in movies.

Really?

Because I'm an actress.

It must be fate

that we met tonight.

Yeah, it's just like

it's too bad

it's like the last night

on earth, right?

Oh, my God.

I guess we better

make the most of it.

Look at her hands.

She's holding hands

with someone.

What?

He better not be

paying for that whore's drink.

Oh, my God.

She's so busted.

No, look at her.

Oh, she's brushing him off.

She's brushing him off.

What a slut.

What a slut.

Oh, my God, Dillon.

No, come on.

Poor Dillon.

Buddy.

Man down.

What happened?

Did you guys film?

Did you get all of that?

Oh, we got it all.

We got it all.

Yes, but you know what?

I'm sorry, man.

I hope you couldn't hear it.

No.

No, we didn't hear it.

Yeah, [Indistinct].

It was worth a try.

Cheers to the next.

Aw, Dillon.

We love you.

We do.

Yeah.

And you look

so handsome tonight.

Oh, well.

Shucks.

We're going to find you

a way sexier girl.

Okay, good.

We're going to get you

laid tonight, buddy.

Yeah, yeah.

I know.

If I can't do it tonight

then I'm hopeless, right?

Then you're hopeless.

I know.

[Clock ticking]

Well, here we are.

Technically,

it's June 9, 2015.

Doomsday ended

three hours ago.

The only thing to end

on doomsday is

the last chapter of this doc.

[Knocking]

Come in.

Hey.

Hey.

Scott went over to Jay's

to keep drinking,

but I was done.

It was a fun night.

Zack was great.

Yeah, he was.

I just wanted to make sure

you got home okay.

I actually didn't

drink that much.

I'm really glad

you came out tonight.

I missed you.

I missed you guys too.

Crazy about that

reporter lady, huh?

I know, right?

I'm going to call her

tomorrow.

Good luck with that.

Well, off to bed.

Hangover breakfast

tomorrow afternoon?

I think I can be convinced.

Good.

[Laughing]

I'll call you

when we wake up.

Good night.

Night.

[Vibrating]

Oh, my God.

What's going on?

[Car alarm beeping]

Bell, this way.

This way.

Get down.

Bell, get down.

Dillon?

Hold still.

Hold onto me.

It will be okay.

It's going to be okay.

[Banging]

[Screaming]

[Indistinct]

Dillon?

I think so.

We found this partially

standing house

to take shelter in.

We've been here

for three days.

No one's come.

People who lived here

had some hiking backpacks

so we stuffed them

full of clothes,

scavenged for canned food,

some survival tools,

couple personal keepsakes,

and maybe it's dumb

but I'm bringing my cameras

and my archives.

Battery light is blinking.

Epilogue,

this movie didn't

turn out to be

the polished

and masterful cinema

that I had hoped,

but thanks to my new friend

Ryan Whitney

with the help of his harmonica

and guitar

we were able to at least

get a score,

which is incredible.

And now that it's done

I can see

that it really wasn't a movie

that I was making at all,

you know?

I think it's more of

a time capsule.

What the world was like before

and maybe even a little bit

about why

and how it collapsed.

I don't know if in the grand

scheme of things

I was meant to capture it all

on tape or not,

but here it is for anyone

who wants to see.

The rest of the chosens

think that...

That word chosens,

it's just still really

strange to me.

But anyway they think I'm nuts

because I took

a gas powered generator

from an old home depot

and used it so I could power up

the cameras and my laptop

so that I could

edit this thing.

And they might have a point

because carrying that stuff

around has been a b*tch.

So, thank God that it's done.

I'm leaving

the generator behind.

There's a copy of the movie

on this camera's drive

and I'm leaving it behind too.

I've got my copy

on the camera Scott gave me.

As I say goodbye

to this chapter of my life

I need to say goodbye

to those that I've lost.

Mom, I love you and I miss you.

Pat, you never

got your print read.

So, who knows?

Maybe I still have

a brother out there.

I'll never stop looking.

To the rest of my friends

and family,

I promise to keep

your memories alive.

Come on, dil.

We're off.

Coming.

And Scott, I can't tell you

how much you're missed.

Bell loves you so much.

You were everything to her

and I will never let

anything interfere with that.

And I promise you, my friend,

I will never let

anything happen to her.

I swear.

All right.

Bye.

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