Miracle Workers

Craig, you've been working here forever.

You're the best. - They say I'm the best.

The greatest talent to ever work in this department.

He's all style, no substance, okay?

Trust me. What?

Safety's on. Oh!

Yes, I was checking the safety, Sanjay!

Time to change the game.

Sweet.

Thanks again for your help, Sanjay.

It is too bad you can't stick around.

Maybe I will.

What?

Okay, guys. Coffee is up.

And we have a half-caf soy cap for Sanjay

and a double red-eye for Eliza.

Whoa, that is awesome!

What's awesome?

We were watching what Sanjay was like before he died.

Did you know he was a prince?

Of, like, a tiny empire.

It wasn't as glamorous as it sounds.

It's hard to wear all that gold.

It really starts hurting your back.

What were you like, Eliza?

Oh, I mean, compared to you?

Pretty lame.

Aah!

Oh, come on.

That necklace. Why?

I mean, who wears bones to a massacre?

I mean... ugh,

I thought I was so hip.

Craig, why don't you pull up yours?

Oh, no. We should probably get back to work, shouldn't we?

No, no, no. Come on.

You saw our embarrassing lives.

It'll take too long to find.

Found it.

Huh.

What is this? What are we looking at here?

That's me.

By my bog.

Say more. There was a bog.

And I was chosen to live in the bog and watch the bog

and keep an eye out for the bog monster.

Uh, it was not especially glamorous or cool.

But I was doing something important and valuable.

I was keeping the town and my friends

safe from the bog monster,

who, funny enough, I never saw or found any trace of...

and as I describe the situation out loud now

for the first time, it occurs to me

that there never was any bog monster

and I was there for nothing.

That's my life.

Well, anyway, big day ahead of us.

Here's to the team.

Oh. Hey.

- Cheers. - Cheers.

- Oh! Oh! - Oh!

Oh, hot! Hot!

Okay. So. Sam and Laura.

How do we get them back together?

Let's figure this out.

I just did. What?

They both have a mutual acquaintance

who's throwing a party tonight.

Looks like all we have to do

is find a way to get them both invited.

A party? Yeah. What's wrong with parties?

Oh, I don't know, Sanjay.

Maybe just the fact that they are death traps.

Think about it. Lots of people. Jostling.

A communal food bowl. It's unsanitary.

Unsanitary? We just watched you eat mud out of a bog.

Yeah, that was clean mud.

Eliza, can you believe this guy?

I mean, I agree with Sanjay.

Party seems fine.

Unless you have a better idea.

Well, yeah, I will.

Soon. I just, uh...

just need to find somewhere to sit

since I no longer have a chair.

What's that? What? Nothing.

Sanjay!

Hey, Sanjay!

Sanj?

Jay man? Sanjay!

Sanjay's not here.

Oh.

Well, what's going on here in Rosie-land?

I'm working. Ah.

Read you loud and clear. Don't let me interrupt.

It's the food claw.

You know... from Lazy Susan's?

Is there maybe someone else you could talk to?

We're the only ones up here.

What about on Earth?

It's been years since you had a prophet.

Oh, well, yeah, that's by choice.

I mean, every time, it's the same old story.

You know, I-I meet some guy in the desert

and get to talking and, you know, it's fun,

and then, like they get...

They get obsessed with me.

They start building temples and compounds,

and I'm like, "Whoa, buddy.

I like you, but we just met.

Pump the brakes." But that wouldn't happen this time.

The world's ending in six days.

So there's not enough time for things to get serious.

Ah, you make a good point there, Rosie.

Yeah. Let's put ourselves out there.

Rosie! Come on.

- It works. - Nice!

Awesome. Wait.

You got them invited to that party already?

Yeah, it was easy.

Sanjay just got all their better friends

sick with the bird flu.

Okay, the bird part was Eliza's idea.

I wanted to go swine flu.

Look, look, look.

They're picking their outfits already.

We are on our way.

Yes. We.

Oh, hey, Craig,

can you grab us some more coffee?

Oh, yeah, and I'll take a half-caf soy cap,

uh, three pumps of hazelnut syrup,

hot, but not, like, "ugh" hot.

That sounds really good.

Yeah, let's get two of those.

Two of those. If you don't mind.

Nice. Great thinking.

You too.

What about him?

Eh, he's too smug.

He looks nice. Trying too hard.

Ooh, hello!

What am I doing?

I always fall for the same type.

The skinny guy with the stick and the hair.

You know, maybe there's just nobody out there for me.

So what?

I got you, right, Rosie?

What about this guy?

Dr. Dave Shelby. - Huh. Hey, stranger.

What's his deal? Looks like he's a laser eye surgeon.

He's in good health, advanced degree...

Okay, nice.

Nice. But isn't he kind of square?

I mean, I like them a little rough and tumble.

Says here he's got a guitar. A Stratocaster.

Plays in a band on the weekends.

Oh.

Ohh.

Okay.

He's the total package.

I want him to be my friend and my buddy

and also kinda like my dad.

Is that weird? Yeah.

Should I call him? Yeah.

I should just call him, right? Just do it.

Is it crazy? No. Yeah. Just go crazy.

All right, you're right. Let's stop talking about it

and just do it.

Uh... what do I say?

I mean, what do I say? Um...

You know what? I'm just gonna use a line.

I am the Lord, thy God.

Aah!

Dave?

Dave Shelby?

Honey, is everything okay?

Go inside. Take the kids.

Dave, what is it? Dave?

It's nothing. I-It's not important.

Not important?

Heck, Dave.

C'mon. Buddy.

I don't get it. Wh... Wh... Why is he playing so hard to get?

Maybe just move on to another prophet.

I don't want another prophet!

I-I want Dave!

Boy, this is gonna take some doing.

Well, it's a good thing I've got you, wingman.

Oh, yeah.

You have to come back up.

God met this prophet and...

No way. I'm not about that drama right now.

Well, someone needs to help him, because I'm not doing it.

- I will. - Whoa, Craig.

Were you just sitting there alone the whole time?

Yep.

Shall we?

When did the voices start?

This morning. Just out of the blue.