ULRIKE and MUN YI are sitting on some rocks, surrounded by thick primordial soup with a green film on it.
MUN YI: Seriously though, what were you expecting?
ULRIKE: I don’t know.
They stare at the goup.
ULRIKE: It’s just. . .
Silence.
ULRIKEL: I don’t know. It was just,.. I thought it would be.. . That we would find. . . Something else.
MUN YI: You thought we’d find Greys didn’t you?
Pause.
MUN YI: Come on, you thought we’d find big gangly grey aliens with big heads who’d try and probe you?
ULRIKE: No! No, I was not imagining probing. I just thought we’d have a chat.
Silence. The slime pops.
MUN YI: But it is life. We’re not alone! After all this time, life!
ULRIKE: Yeah.
Pause
ULRIKE: It’s just. I thought it might have the answers for us.
MUN YI: What answers?
ULRIKE: You know, the answers to the big questions.
MUN YI: What, the answer to life, the universe and everything?
ULRIKE: Fuck off.
MUN YI: Well then?
ULRIKE: Just, how we could be better. How we could stop making such a fucking mess of it all.
MUN YI: And what might they say?
ULRIKE: Like, love one another, treasure your precious little planet, grow up and stop squabbling. That kind of thing.
MUN YI: But we already know all of that, don’t we?
ULRIKE: Yeah. I suppose.
MUN YI: We already know that that’s the answer, right?
ULRIKE: Yeah.
MUN YI: But we don’t do it do we?
ULRIKE: No.
MUN YI: So, why would we do it if a gangly grey alien with a big head told us to do it? In fact, if a gangly grey alien with a big head turned up and told us to all love each other and treasure our precious little planet, grow up and stop squabbling, what would we do?
ULRIKE: We’d tell it to fuck off?
MUN YI: And?
ULRIKE: We’d nuke the fucker.
MUN YI: We would nuke the fucker.
ULRIKE: So it’s probably just as well, I guess.
MUN YI: I guess so. Pause. And what have we learnt from this particular alien, the small green gloopy one?
Silence.
The slime goes pop.
ULRIKE: (Puts her finger in her mouth and pops it.)
MUN YI: (Nods. Puts her finger in her mouth and pops it.)
Silence.
The slime goes pop.
ULRIKE and MUN YI are sitting on some rocks, surrounded by thick primordial soup with a green film on it.
MUN YI: Seriously though, what were you expecting?
ULRIKE: I don’t know.
They stare at the goop.
ULRIKE: It’s just. . .
Silence.
ULRIKEL: I don’t know. It was just,.. I thought it would be.. . That we would find. . . Something else.
MUN YI: You thought we’d find Greys didn’t you?
Pause.
MUN YI: Come on, you thought we’d find big gangly grey aliens with big heads who’d try and probe you?
ULRIKE: No! No, I was not imagining probing. I just thought we’d have a chat.
Silence. The slime pops.
MUN YI: But it is life. We’re not alone! After all this time, life!
ULRIKE: Yeah.
Pause
ULRIKE: It’s just. I thought it might have the answers for us.
MUN YI: What answers?
ULRIKE: You know, the answers to the big questions.
MUN YI: What, the answer to life, the universe and everything?
ULRIKE: Fuck off.
MUN YI: Well then?
ULRIKE: Just, how we could be better. How we could stop making such a fucking mess of it all.
MUN YI: And what might they say?
ULRIKE: Like, love one another, treasure your precious little planet, grow up and stop squabbling. That kind of thing.
MUN YI: But we already know all of that, don’t we?
ULRIKE: Yeah. I suppose.
MUN YI: We already know that that’s the answer, right?
ULRIKE: Yeah.
MUN YI: But we don’t do it do we?
ULRIKE: No.
MUN YI: So, why would we do it if a gangly grey alien with a big head told us to do it? In fact, if a gangly grey alien with a big head turned up and told us to all love each other and treasure our precious little planet, grow up and stop squabbling, what would we do?
ULRIKE: We’d tell it to fuck off?
MUN YI: And?
ULRIKE: We’d nuke the fucker.
MUN YI: We would nuke the fucker.
ULRIKE: So it’s probably just as well, I guess.
MUN YI: I guess so. Pause. And what have we learnt from this particular alien, the small green gloopy one?
Silence.
The slime goes pop.
ULRIKE: (Puts her finger in her mouth and pops it.)
MUN YI: (Nods. Puts her finger in her mouth and pops it.)
Silence.
The slime goes pop.
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