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I have to run home and change.
Lets just not go.
I'm leaving now.
Five minutes, five more minutes.
Pssst!
They know you'r here.
Don't go back to sleep.
I won't.
Selamat pagi.
Pagi.
You know what shakespear said about punctuality?
Better three hours too early, then one minute too late.
My hand was on the door on time.
So here we are, at the end of it all
I've done what i can for you, now you have to go out and think on your own
time to fly or die.
Still defending Aristóteles, Mr. Zimit.
Up or down.0 or 1. True or false. Fly or die.
You'r a slave to binary logic, you know that?
Logic, being?
The science of reason.
Or more precisely?
The power of the mind to form judgement
based on strict principles of validity.
Logic...
Remains after 10,000 years of the human experience,
the best way to get through the day.
Though it still doesnt do much for you at night.
Oh, right. I've read a great line in bed last night
I was going to mention this.
Philosophy is to real life, as masturbation is to sex.
At least you're reading.
That brings up an interesting point though
wether philosophy makes any difference to help people actually live.
I mean, Mr. Zimit would you say that most people
who never study philosophy do ok in life?
I couln't give a monkey's, wether most people do ok in life.
I mean according to who's vapid creed, is doing ok?
"the definition of a meaningfull existance?"
If we really want to talk about most people. .
Most people are waddling through their days
stuffing cheese puffs down their gullets,
Most people are so mush brains
they have no hope of solving of the intricate problems
they come up against as adult human beings
most people by the age of 40 have turn into blubbering nutters
at least on the inside.
Fortunatly, you're not "Most people".
so for you, theres a chance to
clear apart through the muck of the world
And see ahead to the deep truth of things.
which is why we spent the last year
strengthening your mind with the same tools
used by some of the best brains in history.
Descartes, Newton, Wittgenstein, to explore in the imagination
what they were constraint from exploring in the physical world.
Do we feel like recaping some of our favorite thought experiments?
The infinite monkey theorem.
The infinite monkey theorem...
the classic way to wrap your head around the concept of "infinity".
which is so endless that if you put a monkey at a typewriter
and let him bang away at it forever,
he'll eventually, almost surely. Completly randomly type out the entire play of hamlet, word for word.
I mean, the odds are nanoscale but he's gonna hit all the rights keys on a row
on any given day, but over the strech of eternity
across time, without any limit
every event has some
actual mathematical probabilty of really happening.
Who else?
I like the trolley problem.
an out of control trolley car is speeding towards 5 people
tied to a track
but, you can pull a lever
and make the trolley swerve into another track
where only 1 person is going to get run down.
Should you do it?
If your being utilitarian about it, you can argue
that you did the right thing letting 1 person die to save 5.
But what if the situation was slightly different?
This time there's no lever to make the trolley swerve
but theres an obese man standing next to the track
and you calculate that he wheights just enough
to derail the trolley.
Do you push him infront of it?
Absolutly not!
how's it less acceptable than the first version?
you'r still sacrificing 1 person to save 5.
They're both wrong.
Don't be fool by the arithmetic
it's murder, eithir way.
Anyone else?
The ignorant bliss paradox.
you're hanging off the highest tower in Yakarta
it's a thousand foot drop to your death
so you call your three best friends for help
they rush out to save you
but they're afraid if they try to pull you up, they might be yanked over themselves
so they step back.
you fall...
... and live.
But do you wish you never tested your friends, in the first place?
since now you know you can't count on them
when it's a matter of life or death.
would it be better if you stayed ignorant of what their truly good for
and gone on being friend forever?
i'd wanna know the truth
cut your loses, and walk on. you'll find other friends.
you'll fall off other towers.
The good news is:
although we're about to part ways.
not one of you leaves here, lacking the credentials to thrive in the world
your all well equipped, to push on to university
and become happy, energetic members
of a post industrial twenty-first century society.
on the other hand. what if that society ceases to exist?
what if your credentials don't mean what you expected?
and your expectations mean nothing at all?
I know it's hard to concieve of everything
you'ved based your plans on, being wiped away at a single stroke
but i'ts happened before and it can happen again
so let's say things do change
I propose one last good ancan experiment
a final thought experiment, for our final session together.
something on a grand scale, something juicy.
let's invision a global cataclysm
in the event of which, how do you survive?
Uh, the last day of the year is you know
traditionally sort of a chill experience for seniors
this is starting to feel, not so chill.
Uh, the last day of the year is traditionally, you now
still a day which I can fail seniors.
or at least knock them down a letter grade
for refusing to participate.
that's what the academic handbook says.
but what kind of cataclysm are we talking about?
Gamma ray burst, Pandemic, Erupting super volcano,
a sudden shift in the earth axis rotation, gray goo?
hang on chips, we'll get there.
but is it biological? geological? Thermal nuclear? Meteorological?
Let's go old school, say Atomic.
Ready? set.
Think...
Definetly radiological and heading this way.
sorry, what are we doing in Prambanan?
Field trip.
Listen up everyone. We're going to have to take shelter here in this reinforced bunker.
you see the problem.
we're a group of 21 but the bunker is only built for 10.
so we'll share a beds and ration supplies.
Can't be done. Let me show you why.
You can't share oxygen, every cubic centimeter of breathable air in here
once the outer door is seal, comes from these compressed tanks
this place has been enginered
to support 10 people for 1 year
even 1 person more means, death by hypoxia.
If you try to cram anyone else in, you'll asphyxiate.
the temperature of an impact point is ten million degrees
we have maybe an hour before the wind starts dropping fallout.
this is a radiological event thats global in scope
to live through it, we'll have to spend a full year inside this bunker
which is equipped with a generator and fuel supply to keep it running that long
which means you have to decide
whos valuable enough to expend limited resources on.
I stipulate the existance of 1,000 bunkers around the world
times 10 occupants per bunker, that's a gene pool of 10,000 people
to reboot the human race with.
I'm sorry, are you saying we are suppose to choose who goes in the bunker and
who stays out and dies? becouse if that's the experiment i'm not doing it.
well, you have to.
I won't. It's repulsive.
it's the sort of pseudo-science
a gang of nazis would have dreamt up in a big garden, circa 1939.
this isn't a eugenics experiment
the goal isn't to improve the human race
the goal is to save the human race.
which means, a commitment to reason no matter how much it hurts.
I decline.
then we'll be 20 rather than 21 to whittle down to 10.
when the hot particles of nuclear fallout
burn through your skin and your organs start shutting down through radiation poisoning, . .
try not to scream.
well, I suppose I'm in.
I'm sorry but this one is not for me, so...
the thing about an A+, as far as semester grades go
it's more than rare, it's practically mythological.
and an A+ in philosophy, there's never been one in the history of this department.
so I have to ask, How does it feel knowing
you could've been the first, if only you hadn't walked out the door?
Bribery is not my very favorite form of negotiation.
then what about sympathy?
let's say if you leave someone else pays.
the difference between an A+ and an A
won't change your life, but for example, james?
a grade that drops form a B- to a c+
that might actually disturb the good people at Cornell admission's office.
you'll risk a faculty review, to keep me here?
I'm a rationalist.
I know I need the best student in the room, to stay in the room
if I want a thought expirement
to yield it's sharpest result.
This is one rude "goodbye", you could've just bought us pastries.
I don't have a problem with an atomic holocaust.
That's the spirit.
we are pioneers of the mind in this classroom
scholars and philosphers
so, this is how it's going to work
you'll each choose at random a card from inside this box
on each card there is a profession
based on that profession, your colleagues are going to make decisions
concerning your bunker worthiness.
James was last one into the room
I designate you, first one into the experiment
we'll make a punctual man out of you, one way or the other.
isn't punctuality the virtue of the lonely?
so, who are we? James?
I am an organic farmer.
I'm a structural engineer.
real state agent.
i'm a carpenter.
I'm an opera singer.
I'm a hedgefront manager.
i'm a harpist.
I'm an Austronaut.
I'm a Phd in chemistry.
I'm an electrician.
i'm a wine auctianeer.
i'm an orthopetic surgeon.
I'm a house keeper.
I'm a fashion designer.
I'm a gelato maker.
I'm a zoo-ologist.
I'm a psycho therapist,
I'm a soldier.
I'm a United States senator.
I'm a published poet.
you would have never have voted him into the bunker
what does a poet bring to the table in the world
we are facing, his skillset was the definition of useless.
that doesn't mean you had to kill him.
was it any crueler than letting an atomic cloud peel his skin off?
do you not see the weather?
and do you really imagine he was just going to sit on a rock
and wait to be scorched?
If you hadn't voted in a slot
he would have killed you to get in.
How can you know that?
your still not locking on the conditions of the excercise
you have a brutally short window to calculate, who deserves a slot on your bunker.
your one tool: logic.
The variables?
your skill sets as indicated on the cards you chosen.
Other than that, you are in the thought experiment as you are in real life.
James, name your best characteristic.
I'm a pacifist.
so he is a pacifist in our experiment
it was close call
between two people of different gender
preference always goes to the girl.
becouse child bearing becomes job #1 after the apocalypse.
who are you in this experiment?
I am the wild card. a person whose skillset you don't know
so you have to assest wether it's worth keeping me around
you might learn something from me, that you need to survive.
sounds inconsistent.
well then for now just think of me as the chap who enforces the rules.
I'm an orthopedic surgeon. which is ever better than being a regular doctor,
'couse I specialize in fixing broken bones
which I expect we'll have many
I provide excellent value, so it's hard to invision not voting me in.
All agreed?
so, i'm a harpist.
it's rather worse than that. your a harpist without a harp.
is that really the measure of a man?
wether or not he has his harp with him, post-cataclysm.
but even if you had a harp,
as far as the survival of the species goes, harp playing is not crucial
so who votes to give Russell a slot?
Fuck it.
Zoo-ology just ins't a skillset we absolutly need
we all know about animals.
a carpenter is basic, how can we not have a carpenter?
if we are going to repair broken equipment
we obviously need an electrician.
I don't really know what a wine auctioneer even does.
a fashion designer? Beatrice, I wish I could say yes,
but how would what you know about clothes help us survive?
Nelson, you're such a good guy but your a housekeeper, it's low value.
Omosede is a senator. She knows the law
She knows how to negotiate, she knows how to lead.
James is an organic farmer
if we cant grow food, we can't live.
A gelatto maker is lovely, truly lovely, but that's it.
a real state agent, in a world
with no more houses to buy or sell?
look I always wanted to be an austrounaut but I
dont think we'll be sending ships into space any time soon.
Jack has a phd in chemistry, that's vital in a thousand different ways.
we'll need a mental health proffesional
in a world where we are all going to be traumatize for the rest of our lifes.
A hedge front manager
it will be like giving a slot to a vampire.
A structural engineer means we can rebuild
houses, bridges, dams. .
what does a soldier contribute except ways to kill people?
ways to keep the peace, of course.
an opera singer is essential
for entertaiment, for relaxation, for inspiration.
what does Mr. Zimit bring?
the answer is, we don't know.
he self identifies as the wild card, it's too big a risk.
I think we can survive without an opera singer, at best it's a luxery
Mr. Zimit is bringing some kind of secret utility, that can really matter.
I would rather have the chance to win big than win small.
all in favor of giving Mr. Zimit the last slot.
we're going to be cooped up for a whole year, let's take 5 minutes and be alone.
I found these in a stream, should I bring them?
Thanks for staying to save me.
what makes you think I stayed for you?
well I think you stayed to save me from getting a "C"
You can't live without me.
They din't want to face the agony of death by radiation
they asked me to help.
I don't want him in the bunker with us.
Listen, I'm going to try some hydroponic gardening
while we're locked in for the year.
maybe get some fresh vitamins in our own system
instead of just the freeze dried stuff.
so, if everybody could take a quick look around
and bring in whatever plants or herbs you find
that'd be a big help.
Better three hours too early, than one minute too late.
is everybody ok?
we never saw the bathroom.
there's no condoms.
sex isn't for fun anymore.
come look at this.
It's a retreat space to take the edge of cabin fever
artiificial garden, phototherapy
day bed, all to help aliviate deppression.
I could live through a year in a bunker
I could find the fields, I could rebuild the world
I can do anything. As long as your with me.
It's a lie, there is no exit code.
Let's find out. No, no, no!
you'll flood us with rediation if it opens.
what if we do need a code to get out?
well, we're going have to live through the year not knowing the answer to that.
can I point out, that isntead of writing down
he was the only one who had the code
he could've just written down the code.
Meaning? - He was only taunting us.
he knew it'd be a riddle gnawing at our brains for 12 months
I'm not sure about that.
Why would a bunker need a code to get out?
security precaution
to prevent someone opening the door too early, without realizing it would kill us.
he woudln't bury us in here
maybe he would.
we did do the dirty on him and lock him out.
364 days till we know whos right.
it wasn't what you'ed call a heavenly year.
life in a bunker on the wrong side of an atomic apocalypse
is no joy, under the best of circumstances.
but it's far worse.
when your there, brooding over the calendar
wondering if the end of your first agony, will be the beginning of your next.
without the exit code, there was no getting out
every idea the mind could spit up was tried.
Beginning with the bunker's small armory.
It was all in vain. the emotional instead of rational calculus
used to deny the one person a slot in the bunker
who as it turns out
could have got everyone safely out again, was now producing it's inescaple result.
Eventually the last container of food
from the last storage bin, was cooked and served.
no proper meals followed,
only scraps of nourishment from any source available.
Then came an unexpected death
a brain aneurysm.
Not a medical examiner was present to say so
brought on by acute mental anguish
Those who couln't bear what they done to stay alive
or what horrors they had to look forward to, until they die, asked for help.
and then, finally, the oxygen supply
which had lasted several weeks longer than a year
becouse there had been only 9 people in the bunker, instead of 10, dribbled to a halt
hyphoxia followed and then it was all done.
Charming.
I was eaten.
I'm a little dubious about only you knowing the exit code
it's quite coincidental.
Einstein said "coincidence it's just God's way of staying anonymous. "
So God gave you the code?
I stipulated I was the wild card, wich you get in any random sampling.
your job was to include or exclude me based
on what you din't know about me, you chose wrong.
Becouse what you din't know about me, is i'm a bunker builder
with the indonisian defense department
as a matter of fact, I built the bunker you just died in.
So it's no surprise I knew the exit code, since I keyed it into the system myself.
Don't worry about it you'll do better in the next iteration.
Next iteration?
Mont Bromo.
New iteration: new location.
But we still have a bunker and we still have an apocalypse.
Everything is in one piece inside.
so how would it be any different this time?
theres always another angle to any experiment
and you saw going in
no one in the world is define only by his or her skillset
theres always more to the story
check the inside of your card
hold on, one at a time.
I'm an organic farmer. who is gay.
thats not going to win votes.
Why not? - Becouse we're stepping things up
every bunker around the world is now required to get
at least one pregnancy in the works
Preferably, produce a healthy baby during the course of the year's confiment.
That still doesn't answer my question. I'm a farmer, I'm gay.
no big deal, I still know what I know about farming
and I can still sleep with a girl to get her pregnant, if that's what your talking about.
I still have the right equipment so, whoever wants to vote for me?
I'm an orthopedic surgeon, who on a trip to Uganda last week
"foot doctors without borders" was exposed to the Ebola virus
may or may not be on the verge of a full blown ebola hemorrhagic fever.
That's a puzzler, do you risk a slot on a doctor
could save your life, if she doesn't drop dead next week.
or who could just as easily infect you with the virus
that will exterminate the whole bunker.
I highly doubt I contracted the disease, I'm sure i'll be fine
all in favor of going through the apocalypse with healthcare?
I don't think thats logical decision macking.
I think it's irrational surrender to fear mongering.
I won't be leaving here with warm memories of you, becouse of this.
I don't care, how warm your memories of me are
I only care wether I streched your brain to their largest possible size.
your a mean bean Mr. Zimit.
and pardon me for saying but somedays your logic reeks of bullshit.
next.
I'm a hedge front manager
who becouse of a phobia about armageddon
always travels with 5 million dollars worth of diamonds, zaphiries, gold and platnium in hand
and unlike paper money it holds its value during war or famine
on a cataclysm like this.
Plus shes a girl. She has girl parts.
Chips, you're up.
I'm a carpenter
Um, Sterile... cool.
Atomic war is going to flatten everything, right?
so, we're going to need to build new houses, lawns and sheds with our bare hands
Everything is going to be made out of wood for a century
that takes expertise
I'm voting for Chips.
Thanks, James.
I am a structural engineer, who is also an electrical engineer.
Hard to argue with that
I'm an electrician
Who has fibrodysplasia ossificans progressiva
it's a very rare disease of the connective tissue. a mutation.
Everytime I fall down or bump into something
wherever I hurt myself turns to bone on the inside
in the end i'll ossifice all over
I'll be a statue under my skin. I'll only be able to move my lips.
Andy, I'm sorry mate, but that's not so good.
we let you in the first time so you could help get the electrical grid working but
if your all turn to bone
You'r not going to be able to climb the transmission towers
or even walk.
I could be really carefull
and try not to bump into things for a few years.
sounds like a losing battle.
also, your no treat for the gene pool.
Petra's extra degree in electrical engineering
means your skillset as an electrician won't be much missed.
What's going on? we already had our blast.
This is worse than before
We are in the middle of an atomic free for fall
we better wrap this up. Poppy.
I'm a psychotherapist, though its true
I had a histerectomy at the age of 12
due to pediatric overian cancer.
so you can't have kids?
I'm a zoo-ologist and I blog at night for PETA.
well there are no more zoos and no more computers...
there are still animals
Vivian, we are at the dividing line between survival and anihalation
What do you have to offer after the bombs stop falling?
I'm a Phd in chemistry, who won the genetic lotto
so I won't get, heart disease, lung disease
Joint disease or brain disease.
barring a knife to the neck or stepping into quick sand
I will live to the age of 103 without any serious physical ailment or impediment.
I'm a real state agent but also a midwife
a male midwife?
yeah, a male midwife, sexist.
we lost our doctor, we need someone who can deliver babies
how can we not vote for midwife?
I'm a gelato maker. that's it.
Theres nothing on the inside of my card.
All agaisnt.
i'm an opera singer, so I speak seven langueges
we'll need to be able to communicate with survivers
from other bunkers around the world.
There's something else.
But, why does the inside of my card say two things?
And mine said none?
Must be a typo, keep going.
In three years I'll develop throat cancer
and if theres no hospital
and no doctor to take out the tumor, i'll lose my voice
I won't be able to sing or speak
even though the cancer will stop just short of killing me.
i'm a wine auctioneer. I have an I. Q of 200.
i'm voting for Mitzie.
Your voting for everyone
shes litterally a genius.
i'ts less Impressive than it sounds
a wine auctioneer who test well is...
... not a must have for saving civilization, I'm sorry Mitz.
I'm a fashion designer
who created a hit line of womens wear out of bamboo cashmier.
so I'm a left brain, right brain success story.
Insignificant. all agaisnt?
I'm a harpist, with an autism spectrum disorder.
I'm a United States senator
who would have become the best female cheif justice of the supreme court
and the most effective american jurist in the generation.
I'm a soldier with a document eidetic memory
the army has me on tape reciting the first 92 thousand decimal places of Pi.
I'm a housekeeper, who is such a good and kind person
that the angels will bow their heads
as I walk through the gates of heaven, if heaven exist.
and if not, i'm just a nice guy who clean rooms
Are we seriously considering this?
we need more boys.
he is a house keeper.
No nation suceeds without the strong working class
he's strong, I say we let in some strenght.
i'm a published poet who--
I'm afraid his slot is for me.
why would we give it to you now?
we never got the exit code from him
we still need what he knows.
Give me the keys to the truck, now, now!
I intent to outrun these blasts, I have room for passagers is up to you!
move! move! move!
Petra, Petra, pleaser. Petra, please stop!
Petra, pleaser!
what happened?
I walked in on James and Jack.
James and Jack?
This is how I am now, you know that.
But with Jack?
Yeah the rules are, except for what's written on the cards we are
In the thought experiment what we are in real life
I din't know
my boyfriend was over from Cambridge in christmas, you met him.
I thought that was your cousin
My cousin?
I misunderstood for some reason, I apologize.
you ok?
at least James can still be your baby daddy.
we can still procreate with him.
I'm not sure about that.
i'm just not sure I feel right about sleeping with a girl
for me, it'd be unatural.
and for the survival of the speicies you couln't fake it?
which you said you would.
Should I have to?
I mean do we really understand what the bigguer picture is?
maybe by not procreating i'm helping the species to survive
or even, evolve in some complicated way we can't understand.
evolve, by not procreating?
Maybe this a good time to go over how we are going to pair up
we need to get a pregnancy going as fast as we can
and the arithmatic on six males and four females, doesn't leave many options.
First of all, Bonnie and Plum are both having their periods, so they're out for now.
How did you know i'm having my period?
I'm a midwife. I can tell.
and I think Omosede has her eye on Nelson,
so they're paired up.
does that sound ok to you?
lovely.
which leaves Petra, who's ovulating
and for sperm donation is Mr. Zimit.
what?
well you said you were out on principle.
Jack might still be willing to pitch in?
So Jack is out. Nelson is already spoken for. Chips is unfurtanetly Sterile.
and sleeping across religios lines isnt forbbiden
per say, in my faith but
sleeping with a partner whos not otherwise chased, is.
which leaves Mr. Zimit
We do need to multiply.
what, right now?
Petra?
Petra, just because I dont want to sleep with you anymore
doesn't mean I don't love you anymore.
It's not working
whats not working?
four women in prime physical condition, ten weeks of intercouse
no pregnancies. something's not right.
we're ten of the last people on earth
we're stuck in a bunker
and we're under the influence of an atomic war
that for some unknown reason, keeps going on and on
the stress alone is enough to stop conception.
the uteros ins't stupid, it knows what it's doing
evidently it still needs some help.
I don't like the sound of that.
do you really still not see it?
we're not here just to save ourselves
we're here to make sure that human life continues
reproducing is our highest priority
multiple partners for the girls
and this time all of the boys are going to have to contribute
to maximize our odds.
no matter how much one of them doesn't like it.
we are pushing logic hard to try to survive
we are extreme philosophers becouse we have big problems to solve
but philosophy isn't morality and even logic has it's limit
so let me explain this to you.
you will not force me, to be with any boy
other than the one I want to be with or different boys on different nights.
if you try. I will kill you.
get up! get up, all of you! out! Out
Out! all of you, out! not you.
go! now! move!
Human beings were built with a design flaw
we believe what we feel rather than what is
which means that the weaker minded among us are...
easily suede by impassioned arguments. even when they're very bad ideas
I wont have you debating us into extinction.
I'll say what I want, if you don't like it, shoot me.
No!!!
One more round? we can do better!
I have a question. Why did you cough before?
what?
right after I picked my card you had a sort of. . coughing fit.
and you had another one right after Petra picked hers.
you haven't coughed since it's... It's curious.
I took a cough drop.
I din't notice, and i've been looking right at you
it has secret compartments , it's like a magicians box.
these all say the same thing
Organic farmer, whos gay
that's why you had me go first
so any card I picked would have been the same.
then you switched them out so any card Petra picked
would have been the same
then you switch in all the random cards for everybody else
first you made me important
by making me a farmer
then you made me irrelevant by making me gay.
which is relevant and awesome if it's real but
why rig it? just to cut me out of the gene pool?
I get that you never though I was smart enough for your class
does it really offend you that much that i'm here?
becouse that's one seriously demented vandetta
agaisnt one harmlessly mediocre student.
you remember the anegree of Plató's cave?
yeah.
sum it up.
a person lives his entire life from when he is a little kid
chained to a wall inside a cave, were all he ever sees are shadows
and all he ever hears are echoes
so. . he assumes thats what reality really looks like and sounds like
then one day he is unchained and he
realizes there were bodies casting the shadows
and voices making the echoes
his whole idea of what was real was just an illusion.
that sounds a bit like you
Only in your case, chained by privilage and good luck
watching shadows of beautifull shapes
and hearing echoes of success
and thinking "thats how things trully, rightfully and eternally are".
well now you got a glimpse through that illusion
I wouln't call that a vandetta, James
I'd call it a tutorial.
I can tell your lying to me, I just don't know what about.
if you really wanted to enlightent me or disillusioned me or whatever your deciding to call it.
I still don't understand why you
bother making me a farmer.
Why not a, I don't know, a florist? so I'd never make the cut at all.
you know what? I do want another round.
you havent had enough philosophy for one day?
I wanna go again. let's reset and get our doomsday on, one more time.
please, can we not?
I'd like to do another.
Let's do another one.
Great.
Just one thing this time, you are a florist.
Are we early?
Nothing yet. I'll do a quick check.
Looks like you could use some company.
can I give you a hug?
why?
becouse I know how hard this has been on you.
I'm going to change things now
you're not going to like it.
I have a proposition to make
we've had trouble deciding who gets a slot the past few times
but i have a different way we could go, if your willing.
you all know me. you know what kind of person I am, for better or for worse
so i'd like to be in charge of who's in and who's out
and if you agree I promise i'll use my very best and fairest judgement
I'm staying out of it, you have to find your own fate now.
is this a joke?
as is, your staying out of it?
have an obligation to step back in
If I see a student about to walk off a cliff
this is who you want to let in?
a wine auctioneer?
she has a genius I. Q
which made her smart enough to pack a case of red and a case of white
into the boat for our field trip.
That's a shame. becouse that A+ just vanished into thin air.
A fashion designer?
Dressing well boost self esteem
self-esteem promotes productivity
productivity rebuilds civilization.
A-
Petra this is disorder. The poet?
The poet, we would've known if you'd let him describe himself
he is also a champion poker player
and he brought his cards.
The harpist has autism!
some people consider autism a gift.
B+
She was exposed to the ebola virus last week.
I'm praying she wasn't infected.
Down to a "B"
she's an opera singer thats struck with cancer
and can't even speak in three years
whats the point?
we could be dead in three days, i'd like to fall sleep to music
before it's all over.
B -
Jack, you've got the beautifull difference in your favor
and we need to make sure a virtue like that stays in the gene pool
Sorry I don't mean to sound ungreatfull
but i'm I the only one who won't have anyone in here to be with
there isn't anyone now
but what about in here? can we carry over?
wait sorry, you want someone whos not out, to come out right now?
Just to sleep with you in a thought experiment.
we graduate tommorow, nows a good time to make a move.
Out of 20 of us, statisticly, theres gotta be somebody else.
Really? nobody?
Parker?! get in.
you have two slots left. Choose.
No, he's a florist, theres no way you can justify it.
you're willing to go through life defending yourself
everytime someone checks your transcript?
explaining that you really were the best student in the class
but you almost fail becouse... I dont't know what?
I won't let you do it.
get out of there! Get out!
Get Out!
are you looking for this?
can I give you a hug?
I'm going to give back to you now
you're going to walk away and find your own faith with it.
Put these away, you'll have them if you need them
Put them away!
Put the bullets away and go!
you can't shoot me, you're a pacifist.
I'll make an exception.
you won't know the exit code without me
7-3-8-7-2
eidetic memory.
Petra, get in.
I din't ask to run this so I could save myself
It's the last slot, Petra!
Bonnie, get inside.
I'm a soldier, I know how to knock things down, you're an engineers you know how to build things up.
I'm not worth as much.
My logic's fuzzier
in my apocalypse everybody is worth as much as everybody else
no.
I'm not letting you sacrifice yourself to save me
I won't let you sacrifice yourself to save me.
then we'll both go up in smoke
and you'll have wasted a slot for someone to live.
Chips?
Petra. I't doesn't matter about the slots, we have to go now.
we'll take the boat and get away.
we'll find an island outside the detonation zone
theres still time.
Petra! I have the keys to the boat.
Let's go. Let's go!
so we settle in for a year inside a bunker
keeping safe from an atomic holocaust
and dispite the horrific circumstances,
which should have made everyone of us absolutly miserable,
somehow, we had fun.
Toby's cards help
and good wine
and poker kept our spirits up
specially since Plum had been genorous enough to leave us her gold
and when Mitzy confessed
she always brought along something a bit stronger on out of town trips
some of us were glad to know it.
then there was Shakespear.
and once a month we had an original poem.
and now and then, late at night, on of us danced
becouse if you don't know what a gelato maker
is practicing in his spare time
you don't know the whole story.
One good thing about the apocalypse: all the extra time we are going to have together.
becouse I might need the next 20 or
30 years just to tell you everyway I love you.
now you say it back to me.
I like your nose
and?
the way you smile
and I love your terrible poems
theres a girl I know named Petra,
shes smart and cute, etc,
I like her hair, it's blond and fair
and i'm really glad I metcha.
So you only like me for the things I do badly?
No.
we had an universe to ourselves for a while
and in our universe
we had art, we had literature and we had engineering.
the machine room was a trobe of spare parts
puzzle pieces for all kinds of acts of creation and cunstruction
and engineers do love puzzles
specially in the service of their friends
becouse a harpist without a harp isn't a liability
only a riddle to solve.
and finally we prayed
we prayed for our friends who wern't with us
we prayed for the other survivors around the world
we prayed for the animals who din't have safe places to wait out the trouble
we prayed for our parents we prayed to god
there was some kind of greater plan in the works.
and then the year was up.
the bombs never fell
we're ok.
you mean, your alive?
and here is what I predict happens next.
true, the bombs never felt where you are
But the rest of the world was decimated
but since you're mostly defficient in skillsets of practical value
you can never get back to yakarta
or build new shelters or even grow food and feed yourselves
so you die off.
becouse where you are, only the smartest survive.
Tragic and powerfull, But wrong.
we live... briefly... yes
Imperfectly? of course.
stupidly? sometimes.
But we don't mind, becouse thats the way we're made.
and when it's time to die
we don't resist death, we summon it.
this is not philosophy. , anymore.
How are you here?
I found a cave.
I went deep enough down
to avoid the raditation, that I now see, never came.
after a few months, I lost track of time
and then I heard you.
I have one bullet left
which i will use to kill you, if you need me to
to stop you from commiting an act so urreasonable
it might end the human race.
so, can I just say? a tip of the top hat to our boy Chips.
you chose your love life over your actual life in that bunker
I saw it on your face when you made up your mind to go for the girl.
Petra, I have the keys to the boat.
Let's go, Let's go!
that did not fail to impress
you know what, that's not exactly what happened.
we're listening.
ok so I ran a little thought experiment
inside our thought experiment.
I din't think anyone would mind if I fiddle with things, just a bit
and your thought experiment has hit what premise?
whats the point of living if you can't have sex?
really!?
yeah, I was just a sterile kid in a bunker
everybody else was starting to pair up to save the human race
sex for procreation only, so I would've been the odd man out
or I could be one man with... six women all to myself.
so I found another uninhabited island outside the detonation zone--
Hold it, I was on that boat too, what happened to me?
Drowned.
and me?
Barracuda attack?
what about me?
ah Andy, the day that we arrive at the new island, you had a run in with the palm tree.
you turned to bone by the end of the week becouse of your hideous disease.
so it was just myself and the ladies.
me being a carpenter, I built a shelter
we set up shop.
Had a girl for each night of the week and on the seventh night, I rested.
Um, excuse me you're sterile
why would we have sex with you at all?
Ah, becouse thats the flip side to my thought experiment
what do you do if you're six girls?
and you need to start repopulating the human race?
you've only got one man to work with?
and he's infertile? you try, try and try again.
any specialist can tell you that in someone my age
infertility is more often than not, sub-fertility.
meaning, even if the odds are only 1 in 1,000
that I can get the job done, theres still a chance
so yeah, I had defective semen
But in the land of the blind, the one eyed man is king.
well friends, I believe Chips has just settle the old question:
is philosophy to real life as masturbation is to sex?
and the answer is?
sometimes you want to have a wank and a shag in the same day
six girls? that's nicely done.
just putting to good use my large sex organ
my brain.
thanks for that, Chips.
Don't forget to leave me your textbooks.
you trouble me, Eric,
taking out your issues with me on James.
not your finest hour.
he ins't smart enough for you.
how can you still not see it?
being smart ins't everything, has it done for you just what you hoped?
Punishing him makes no sense...becouse he doesn't know about us.
I'm not sure he needs to know.
specially after the way you behaved today.
I love him, so leave him alone.
guess thats why you din't
I just coulnt put all the pieces together
who could?
you.
Nobody is trying to take anything away from you
I got mad at you about going to Cornell.
I still don't understand how he got in
I wrote his essay for him.
did you?
No.
the winters are brood in Ithaca. you'll be cold.
I'll buy a sweater.
You honestly believe
that James as of this world can keep up with you?
Only in a classroom of overachievers like this
can anyone possibly accusse him of being innadecuate
you want me to skip college?
and stay in yakarta? is that what you're asking me to do?
there are some, outstanding universities in this city.
can you imagine, how good we'd be for eachother?
yes.
but you do know that can't happen.
of course I know.
do you know what "apocalypse" actually means?
tell me.
it's from the greek.
"Apokalypsis" meaning to uncover what you couln't see before
way out of the dark.
you're sweet talk still needs work.
i'll get on that.
you're a very good teacher, Eric.
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