Act. It's never to late. Scene. Scratch that.

Lights up.

We are in a living room.
The world is falling apart.
Literally.
Antartica just went and done fell right off.
There is a massive hole where it use to be.
But somehow things are not falling INTO the hole.
But out of.

It's like suddenly space has gravity.
And all of earth is slowly melting and falling off at the bottom.
I hope thats clear.
It's vital for this break up scene.

So... living room.
Martha stands with her arms folded while Sam is rushing all over the house collecting his things.

The year is 4097.
They speak in Uptomiese.
Translations are provided in brackets.

Sam. SumaSumaSuma!! Yuptley unk sisisi moo-ey Sto!
[That's it! We're done! You come and go now. House is yours!]

Martha. AyAy itrely hersese walo quef toatadsy. TOATADSY!
[Fine by me! I just want you out. OUT!]

Sam. Iuta yuma lasawre tulololalala tewa?!
[I'm getting out, what does it look like?!]

There is a pause as Sam realizes he is done packing.
There is a pause as Martha realizes she is done yelling.

Martha. Yuma presion tula relao pse.
[You make me so sad]

Sam. Lola nuyn sawa talo.
[Never been anything else]

Martha. Tula yofmad?
[You ever wonder?]

Sam. Yofmad hunc?
[Wonder what?]

Martha. Hunc fulo fewrse buinance?
[What it would be like if we were happy?]

Beat

Sam. Tolo.
[No.]

Martha. Ui waserta
[Me neither]

Beat.
Sam gathers his things.
He takes his coat of the coat hanger.
Places it on his head.
Martha goes to the closet to get his jacket.
She puts it on him.
He picks up his briefcase.
They stare at each other.
He looks at her and moves in to kiss her.
She moves in as well.
A kiss.
A simple Kiss.
Nothing has been simple between them ever.
This is the first thing.
It feels so good.
So good.

They move back and stare at each other.
Martha opens the door.

Martha. Goodbye.
[Goodbye]

Sam. I love you.
[I love you]

Martha. Goodbye
[Goodbye]

Sam is defeated.

Sam. Goodbye
[Goodbye]

Sam leaves.
Martha shuts the door.

Suddenly everything seems to be slipping through a hole on the floor.
Martha clings on to the door knob for life.
The carpet gets vacuumed in.
The lamp shades are the second to go.
Thirdly is a cat that flies in from the other room.
Then the fake trees.
Then the floorboard.
And then the doorknob.
Along with Martha.

END