Earth Abides

Previously, on Earth Abides.

"Lucky" it fuckin' is.

I don't know what the hell we're gonna do,

but at least we're gonna do it together.

Lucky?

How can we protect a child?

We'll be okay.

I need you to believe in us. In this.

In a future!

Okay, here it comes.

No. Fuck the book!

I don't know what to do if we fuck the book!

Ish! I will die, and so will our baby,

if you don't step up right now!

Come on, come on, come on!

The humans are back.

Maybe civilization could rise again.

You putting that huge task on these tiny shoulders?

Not just hers. On mine. On ours.

We could look for others.

Help wouldn't be the worst thing in the world.

Others?

Hey!

Hey. Hey!

Wait!

Hey!

Hey, wait up!

Hey, wait, wait, wait!

Hey. Hey! Stop.

Hey, hey! I'm not gonna hurt you!

I'm not gonna hurt you.

Hey, stop. Stop.

Stop. Hey, hey! Stop.

Stop. Stop. I'm not gonna hurt you, I swear.

I won't lay a hand.

Understand, the only reason I was gonna shoot the lion

is for mercy's sake.

Are your parents nearby?

Are you hungry?

I have, uh. Apples on the truck.

Fresh fruit. Um.

I'm a father.

I have two children, a son and a daughter.

We live with another couple.

They're wonderful people.

I can bring you to our home, but only if you don't have one.

At least let me take a look at that cut, okay?

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

Whoa. Okay. Okay.

Here's what I'm gonna do.

I'm gonna walk back up that road, okay?

And I'll wait in the truck, right where I saw you.

I'll keep the engine running,

and if you want food

or a-a place to stay.

I'll be there.

The choice is yours. Obviously.

You understand what I'm saying?

Shit.

Fuck.

Come on.

Come on, come on, come on, come on.

Hi!

It's fresh.

Can you catch it?

Okay. Hang on.

How old do you think she is?

Older than 10, younger than 15?

What was her name?

She didn't volunteer.

In fact, she hasn't really said anything at all.

Daddy, watch me!

That's brilliant, Alex.

Let's go.

Oh, my goodness! Oh!

Let's go. Go see the new girl. Hmm?

I just want to.

Make sure we're not taking her away from her own.

Oh!

Hey there!

This is my wife, Emma,

and these are my children,

Alex and Heather.

What's your name? I'm Heather. "Heather Bo-beather."

It's okay, sweetie. She just needs time.

Well, let's get this one.

But I need to get those baskets

off of this truck and into the house.

How's that sound?

Awesome. Let's get it.

All right, worker bee. You gonna get the apples?

- Let's get it. - Yeah?

I'm doing this one!

- You're not getting that one. - You getting a bug?

Good job!

Them gas cars go faster.

What? You got that! Come on, tough boy.

What? What? Whaa!

I'll hold your apples for you.

This is too heavy.

Stay there as long as you need.

She, uh.

Can't or won't speak, won't make eye contact,

and her scream is something you don't want to hear twice.

Autism?

I thought of that too, or...

it could also be all the trauma. PTSD.

Maybe something else.

I don't know.

All I know is I wasn't gonna leave her in the woods

with the lions and the bears.

We still need to go where you found her

and look for her people.

Where is she?

This mystery girl.

In the back of my pickup.

I don't blame the kids for staring.

I can't take my eyes off of her.

They've never been around another child.

Mm. Maybe she hasn't either.

Lucky! Come on. Let's go!

Ish, tomorrow, you need to go look for her people.

Hey, Lucky.

Hey. Good boy.

Good morning?

I have breakfast for you.

Hey.

Uh.

I've got scars too.

From a long time ago.

When I was...

a girl.

Hmm?

I came here as a stranger too.

I bet I can guess exactly how you're feeling.

We were so tired from walking

that I just wanted to lie down.

And never get up.

Then maybe three minutes from giving up.

We saw a sign.

It was spray-painted on a building,

for anyone.

But somehow I knew.

That it was meant for me.

If you need me.

Splash the water with your hand,

and I'll come back in to wash your hair.

If you like.

I'm just outside the door, okay?

Jorge?

Something fuckin' bad happened here, Jorge.

This is your room and your bed now.

You can stay as long as you want.

Evie?

My name is Maurine.

And I... I never liked it.

But "Evie" is beautiful.

I'll see you in the morning, okay?

Good night.

They're not sleeping, but they're not fighting,

so that counts as a win.

Em?

Maurine found a letter in the girl's backpack.

From her mother.

"My daughter's name is Evie.

"If you found this, I beg to God you found her alive.

"After we lost everything,

"my husband decided to take out his rage on Evie.

"I tried to protect her.

"I failed."

"She has suffered...

"so much,

"so much that she no longer chooses to speak,

"but no matter what he did to her...

she survived."

"I am dying.

"There is nothing I can do to protect her anymore."

"So, if you find her alive,"

"please don't tell her "no."

Be her "yes."

Yes.

Yes.

Maurine?

With Evie here,

do you think you can finally be... happy?

Today...

was a day I didn't think I would ever have again.

You can tell me what happened, Maurine.

Push, honey! Push! Push! Push! Push!

Hi.

Shh, shh, shh, shh.

Hi, Joey.

What an entrance that was.

Someone's in a hurry.

I see those wondering eyes.

"Who thought this was a good idea?" Right?

Welcome to the world, little Joey.

Or maybe it's gonna be yours.

So little.