Episode Twenty-Nine

INT. CAR – NIGHT – Street.

MARTY Z in driver’s seat. VALLERY shotgun. DUSTEN and ABBIE are in back seat.

MARTY Z

That was a great party.

VALLERY

Should you be driving?

MARTY Z

I’m not driving. We’re just sitting here.

DUSTEN

We should GO somewhere.

ABBIE

It’s too late.

VALLERY

It’s never TOO late.

MARTY Z

True.

VALLERY

But you shouldn’t be driving.

DUSTEN

I can drive.

ABBIE

But you don’t have a license. In this state.

DUSTEN

True.

VALLERY

I can drive.

MARTY Z/ABBIE/DUSTEN

No.

PAUSE

DUSTEN

Whose car is this anyway?

MARTY Z

It’s not mine.

VALLERY

I don’t have a car.

DUSTEN

Me neither.

ABBIE

Not my car.

MARTY Z

It’s nobody’s car. And we’re driving it.

VALLERY

You shouldn’t be driving.

MARTY Z

I’m not. We’re just sitting here.

Pull back to reveal EUREN standing next to the car.

EUREN

One hundred years from now, we won’t have bodies. We’ll still have them but they’ll be disposable, replaceable hardware. The software will be what’s important – our mind, our soul. When the hardware runs down, we’ll just download ourselves into a new unit- a man, a woman, a dog – why did I say dog?- a beetle, a plant…. These units will all be shareware. Well,with limited features. Sense of smell, and not touch, for example. If you want touch and say, sight, you’ll have to pay. I don’t know. Maybe 19.95 a month, or the 22^nd century equivalent. Something reasonable, anyway. Come to think of it, I guess you’ll need touch and sight to pay that bill, unless there’s some kind of automatic payment reduction from your soul, which wouldn’t surprise me, frankly. If you prefer, you can just let your consciousness roam free, like a ghost. Without the dead part,though.