What Happened to Monday Page #2

security's getting tighter.

I f***ing hate that b*tch.

I don't know.

Maybe cryosleep isn't such a bad idea.

We turn ourselves in, get frozen,

play Sleeping Beauty

until the population drops.

I heard you still dream,

like, horrible nightmares

for hundreds of years.

By the time you wake up,

everyone you know and love will be gone.

Well, we go to sleep together,

we wake up together.

The Child Allocation Act

will be a thing of the past,

and we can finally live our own lives.

Are we really gonna have

this conversation again?

Why can't you just accept

that this is your family?

This isn't a family.

It's a repressive regime.

I didn't pick this life

any more than you did.

Yet you live it so perfectly.

Karen Settman from cradle to grave.

- It's disgusting.

- What do you care?

Your only ambition was to be

a total loser, which you are.

F*** you, Monday.

Just because I have my own personality and

dreams, and I want to have a relationship

that is more than just a random f***

with someone that I will never see again?

I'm sick to death

of Miss Karen f***ing Settman.

Karen Settman is the foundation

we built our lives on.

No, she's a mask,

a mask we put on one day a week.

One day a week we can go out into the real

world, and we can't even be ourselves.

- We have to be a fake person.

- Oh, shut up, both of you!

- You're driving us all crazy.

- Yeah, this is our life. It is what it is.

Being trapped in this prison

six days a week isn't a life.

It's a slow, agonizing, soul-sucking death.

Move over!

Saturday, let's go.

Or you'll be late for your recital.

So... you didn't see her leave...

and you don't have any idea

where she might be.

Well...

When did you see her last?

I was just skating and I fell! I did!

Oh, Thursday...

What if the Bureau caught you?

One mistake is all it takes

to put all your lives at risk.

I hate Karen Settman!

I wish I had never been born!

Enough!

You want to get taken away?

Get frozen for all eternity

in that god-awful machine

and never see me or your sisters again?

Go.

Monday.

I warned you.

Everything you do affects each other.

- What's that for?

- Keep still.

What happens to one of you...

happens to you all.

Monday...

I need you to be brave.

Set an example for your sisters.

Will it hurt?

Yes.

Don't move.

I bet that rat tasted better going down.

Shut up.

You're burning up. You running a fever?

No.

- You sure?

- I'm fine.

- Maybe you should switch days.

- I can do Monday.

Success does not come

without sacrifice and struggle.

Shut the f*** up.

"Beneath the tall tree, while night

comes on gently, dark like me."

Langston Hughes again, Eddie.

- You sound like a broken record.

- And a good day to you, too.

The following items may not be

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The following items may not

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For your safety and security,

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- Someone's in a rush, huh?

- By an enforcement officer.

Big day at work.

These lines are getting worse.

Last week, a woman gave birth right here

because she couldn't get through.

- No kidding.

- Of course, it had to happen on my day.

Mondays are the worst.

I hate checkpoint duty.

Except I get to see you.

I'm afraid I have to ask you

a couple of questions.

The Bureau's a stickler for protocol.

You understand.

- What's your name?

- Karen Settman.

- Karen, do you have any siblings?

- No.

You carrying any contraband?

No.

Are you sure?

Do I have to body search you?

You may proceed.

- Karen.

- Jerry.

So...

Today's the big day, huh?

We'll see who gets the promotion.

All these years, I've been trying

to figure out your angle.

I always thought, with a body like that,

you'd f*** your way to the top.

But then it turns out, you're a frigid b*tch.

Just because I find you repulsive?

You're not interested in anyone.

Working here, night after night,

like a f***ing robot.

You think you have us all fooled, don't you?

I have no idea what you're talking about.

Yes, you do.

Karen.

I'm onto you.

Where the hell is she?

- Did you try her again?

- Yeah. Straight to voicemail.

- Maybe she got held up.

- She would have called.

Ping her bracelet.

- That's weird.

- What?

Her GPS locator is off.

She's not showing up on the grid.

- She can't just vanish.

- Oh, yes, you can... if you want to.

Maybe she was in an accident.

Run a search. Um, hospitals, police records.

What if Monday's hurt? Or dead?

And the authorities find her before we do?

Then... Karen Settman no longer exists.

And our lives are over.

Jeez, she's only a few minutes late.

Monday's never been late

for an end of day meeting.

Ever.

"Eyes bloodshot from excessive drug use

and emotional distress.

Dark circles under the eyes..."

- Ow!

- Stay still.

Really? Pot brownie?

It's medicinal.

You know it's good for my nerves.

I have a bad feeling about this.

Remember what happened last time

two of us were out there at once.

That was bad.

We gotta figure out where Monday is.

You gotta act as if everything is normal.

Easy for you to say. It's not your day.

What if we've been listed?

Listen to me. If Karen Settman's been listed,

the Bureau would've kicked in the door,

and we'd all be processed by now.

Well...

technically speaking,

one of us would get to live.

- Good morning, Miss Settman.

- Good morning, Eddie.

I didn't see you come home yesterday.

After hours. Let myself in.

may not be taken through checkpoints

without prior permission:

any sharp objects, flammables, or chemicals.

For your safety and security,

have your bag ready for inspection

by an enforcement officer.

She's through.

So, we got our promotion.

Stay focused, Tuesday.

Check the calendar, desktop,

anything that might give us a clue.

I've got the brief for your conference call.

Vicky, when was the last time

you synched my tablet?

9:
03 this morning. Why?

Um, I forgot to log out last night.

You left early to celebrate.

Yes, of course.

Um...

Where did I go again?

Your favorite bar. Harry's.

Yes, of course. Harry's. Thanks.

You're welcome.

- Cheers.

- Cheers.

Last night, um... do you remember what...

what time I left?

You only stayed for one drink.

You barely touched it.

I think that colleague of yours put you off.

Yeah.

God, yeah. Which one of them?

You know, that douchebag in the suspenders.

- Jerry, I think?

- Yeah.

Monday and Jerry argued

just before she left the bar.

He's onto us.

- I knew it.

- F***ing dick sold us out.

Then why aren't we listed?

You've got to corner him, Tuesday.

- Find out what he knows.

- Are you nuts?

He could be the last person who saw Monday.

- He's our only lead.

- Yeah, okay.

Miss Settman.

Yes?

Step into the van, please.

Is there a problem?

I don't understand. Who are you?

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