Star Trek: The Next Generation Page #2

I don't know.

Their clothes are here, but they're not,

just like with Annie. Where'd they go?

I wish I knew.

Sorry...

about your mom.

Did your parents disappear?

A long time ago.

Hey, we found some bread and peanut butter.

Great.

Claire loves peanut butter.

What about targeted radiation?

Terrorists with X-ray machines? Like it.

I got a signal.

Recording:
Sorry, all circuits are currently busy.

- I've seen him before.

- Seen who before?

- Flynn.

- You know him?

I don't know him. We seen him a couple times.

You know, where the homeless guys are?

- By the old fountain?

- Yeah.

- Gabby!

- Come on!

Hello?

- Shut up.

- Why?

What about an alien invasion?

Makes about as much sense as what you guys are saying.

The pastor at the church,

he said the believers are gone.

Believers? You mean like people

who believed this was gonna happen?

Hey, I recognize this place.

We're almost there.

Claire:
That's Dad's truck.

- Dad?

- (scraping)

- Daddy!

- Wait. Claire!

Where's my dad?

Well, hello.

- Where is he?

- Your dad?

Eric Harlow. Where is he?

Gee, honey. afraid we don't know.

The house was empty when we got here.

Gabby, come on. Let's leave.

We're not leaving. They are.

You got a mouth on you, don't you?

Hey, it's all good.

- Gabby.

- Leave!

(grunts)

Go, go, go!

Gabby:
Here.

- Move over.

- I got it, I got it.

I got it, I got it.

(grunting)

- (pounding)

- It won't open.

Move, move, move!

Go! Go, go, go!

They're coming!

This way.

Forget it.

They're not coming back.

Gabby, my leg.

It's okay. It's okay.

- Aah!

- Hang on, Claire!

- You're gonna be okay.

- It hurts!

I know, Claire, I know, but I need you to calm down, okay?

I saw this big farm. It's not too far.

I saw some women there.

Hello?

Please, we need help.

Please open up!

- My sister cut her leg.

- She's lost a lot of blood.

Lay her on the bed.

Come here.

All right, keep her--

there you go.

Hey, what's your name, sweetheart?

- Claire.

- I'm Sarah.

She cut her leg on some glass.

It's okay. My sister's a nurse.

Is she gonna be all right?

Well, first I gotta clean the wound,

and then we will see what we got.

- What's your name?

- Gabby.

- Claire's my sister.

- Well Gabby,

I'm gonna take really good care of your sister,

but right now I need you guys all to step out

- so I can work.

- No, I'm not leaving her.

Come on, boys.

Your little friend's in good hands.

Sarah's as good as any doctor, or better.

She doesn't need a piece of paper

from some college to prove her worth.

Come on. I'll give you the tour

and get you something to eat.

This shouldn't hurt now.

All right.

I'm gonna stitch this,

so you might not want to look.

I'm fine.

You got a lot of medical stuff here.

Yeah, that's my brother for you,

prepared down to the last detail...

...although I never believed we'd need it.

Man:
All the fruits and vegetables,

even the grains and meats are all grown right here.

Thanks, Larry.

Who are these people?

Neighbors, people who walked in.

Everyone laughed when I said I didn't trust the system.

Now they're all hoping for a handout.

I mean, I'll share, but everybody has to contribute.

How long have you been here?

I got here...

right after everybody disappeared just like everybody else.

But Damon's been building this place for a long time. Years.

Isn't this sort of a big place for one person?

Yeah, well, my brother's always been a bit different.

When I was chasing after boys

and riding horses in junior high,

he was building a wind turbine in the backyard.

- Wow.

- Yeah, we always thought he'd end up at MI or Harvard, and he could've.

They wanted him.

But life went in a different direction.

All this will soon be hydroponic,

gravel for root support instead of soil.

The crops will get a balanced mixture of all the necessary ingredients

- in a liquid form.

- Intense.

Yeah, it is sort of intense, but my method yields

ten times any conventional agricultural method.

Here. Smell.

(sniffs)

I'm not really an herb guy.

It's rosemary. We're gonna have it with the chicken tonight.

It's really delicious.

Oh, let me guess. You grow chickens, too.

Free range. We feed them scraps,

the chickens fertilize the vegetation, and we eat both.

I've created this complete perfect loop here at Sanctuary.

- Sanctuary?

- Mmm-hmm, you know the word?

Yeah, it means a place people can escape to.

And a place that people can live without interference,

Or fear of reprisal.

Reprisal from what?

From whatever.

Damon always said the time would come when people couldn't rely

on the government or modern conveniences.

People eventually would have to survive on their own.

Does he know why all this happened?

Well, he certainly has his theories.

It's not a theory.

What's happening is we're suffering the effects of an EMP.

EMP?

Electromagnetic pulse.

It's complicated, but basically an EMP

is a short burst of electromagnetic energy

which causes a solar storm.

Our world relies almost exclusively on computerization

and the electricity that feeds it.

This EMP, whether natural or man-made,

has disabled civilization as we know it.

If it's man-made, who made it?

The North Koreans have been working on

something like this for years,

or maybe it's even beings that we don't know exist.

Either way, everyone was completely unprepared...

except me.

I get how an EMP could take out all the technology,

but it doesn't explain why everyone disappeared.

My guess is it has something to do with

certain individuals' electromagnetic makeup.

So the EMP just vaporizes people?

That's a simplistic way to put it, but,

yes, it's conceivable.

This guy back in the city said something about

haw people who disappeared were believers.

Right, that's a fringe religious theory.

Believers who believe in the right god in the right way

get zapped up into Heaven without warning.

Well, so what if you become a believer afterwards?

People just keep gelling zapped up?

Oh, no, they think it's a one-time occurrence.

It doesn't need to make sense.

People rely an religious superstitions

'cause they don't understand something.

I'm a man who deals in fact, not fiction,

and never fantasy.

There. She should be just fine.

Just gonna have to watch her fever.

We were lucky we found you.

Oh, I'm just glad I could help.

Do you live around here?

No, we're from the city.

My mom was one of the ones who disappeared.

I'm sorry.

But my dad's still alive.

He didn't five too far from here.

Maybe you know him. Eric Harlow?

Did he ever come here?

No. Sorry.

But maybe he, uh--

maybe he went to look for you in the city.

If you were my daughter, that's what I would do.

When I built this place, people thought that I was crazy.

You know, they were the sane ones

with their careers and families and tin gods.

But that world's gone now.

Suddenly, I'm the sanest guy on the planet.

You're right. The chicken's delightful.

(snorts)

(beep)

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