• Will Reierson

After Our Lifetime


After the total silliness that was the last post, I wanted to dial things back and go in a more serious, dramatic direction. "After Our Lifetime" was the result. This is actually based on a short story that I wrote around six years ago.

This version has some fairly dramatic differences to accommodate the fact that I'm the only one doing the acting. The original is between a guy and his wife/girlfriend dealing with losing her Mom a second time, but considering that I sound like Elmo at my most feminine, I figured making them brothers made far more sense.


Here's the script so you can compare it to the finished product!



We open on a park bench on the side of the road. It’s late, and there isn’t much traffic. The sound of approaching footsteps precede someone sitting down.



DANIEL:

(Adjusts his coat as he takes a seat)

How’re you doing?



CHRIS:

(Silence)



DANIEL:

… you’d think that the second time around-



CHRIS:

They’re both gone. Again. It feels like we just got them back.



DANIEL:

I know. (Pause) Hey, do you think it’s gotten bigger since we crossed over?



CHRIS:

What?



DANIEL:

The Moon. It looks bigger to me.



CHRIS:

I don’t know. (pause) I didn’t think anything was gonna be like this.



DANIEL:

At least everyone else has something to look forward to, I guess.



CHRIS:

Look forward to? Look forward to what? Watching your parents die a second time? Watching the people you loved from before drift away? Question your existence even more than you did the first time?



DANIEL:

Chris, stop. At least we have our memories of our first time around. And even if Mom and Dad are gone now, we can’t say there isn’t a whole nother layer after this one and we’ll see them again when we go.



CHRIS:

But we don’t know! We don’t! We can’t know!



DANIEL:

Chris…



CHRIS:

What if there’re only two layers, and after this one’s gone it’s lights out? What if that’s it? What if there isn’t anything left? What if they’re gone forever?!”

DANIEL:

I’m sorry.



CHRIS:

Great, thanks, that fixes everything.



DANIEL:

I get it.



CHRIS:

How could you? You weren’t at their funerals last time. You were halfway across the world! You just left us, and you didn’t come back when they were on their way out! No card, no phone call, no nothing! You weren’t there for them, and you weren’t there for me, so don’t pretend to know what I’m going through because you can’t! You couldn’t possibly!



DANIEL:

You’re forgetting something.



CHRIS:

What?!



DANIEL:

Who do you think buried you?




CHRIS:

… I don’t…



DANIEL:

Me, Chris. I did. (pause) I’m sorry I missed their first passing, but you can’t tell me that I don’t know how it feels to lose someone. I know only too well.


(there is a long pause. A car drives by)



DANIEL:

They’re gone, again, and I screwed things up the first time around. Let me make it up this time. Please.



CHRIS:

… okay.



DANIEL:

I love you brother. Let’s make this life count.

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