‘The Leftovers’ Recap 3×06: Confront an Alligator

An Original Operetta
Libretto by Tom Batten
Music by Octavio Nekenbrulli

The Leftovers. Ben King/HBO

Characters

TOM, a recap writer—Tenor
MIRABEL, A woman on a date—Mezzosoprano
EDMUND, an oaf—Baritone

Place: The lobby of a Starbucks in York County, Va.

Time: An hour before close on a Friday night in the middle of May, 2017.

Scene: Tom sits alone. He’s got headphones in, and he’s very absorbed in watching a screener of episode six of TheLeftovers season three on his laptop. He scribbles notes in a notebook as he watches.

At the next table, Edmund sits with Mirabel. There’s a complicated Vape set on the table between them, Edmund admires it as one might a Faberge Egg.

Suddenly, Tom rears back from his laptop and removes his headphones.

TOM

Oh lord, what have I just seen?

Oh Lord, this cannot be the end!

Perhaps if I’m patient, and watch the credits

There will be a final scene

To save my heart from being

As broken as it’s ever been!

Tom continues watching for a moment

No! That was truly the end

And now I feel as though I’ve watched the death of a real friend!

Edmund and Mirabel look over at Tom. Edmund is annoyed.

EDMUND

Excuse me sir,

You’re being very rude with these anguished exclamations!

I’m trying to explain to my date, here

The various modifications I’ve made this vape, here!

MIRABEL

Oh Edmund, don’t be so callous

There’s plenty of time for talking about your vape!

Can’t you see this man’s heart has been shattered?

Friend, please, is there something the matter that we

Might be able to help with?

TOM

No! Despite your kind desire to alleviate my pain

I fear that nothing will restore the balance to my brain!

What I’ve seen will linger in my soul, a constant stain!

The happiness I used to know, I doubt I can regain!

MIRABEL

Who is this man? He feels so deeply!

Whose pain burns brighter than the coils in a vape?

I must know more about him!

I must know more about him!

I must peer into the darkest corners of his soul!

Perhaps what I find there will mirror the darkest parts of mine!

Mirabel rises and takes a seat at Tom’s table.

 Please, sir, although we haven’t met,

All humans are bound to one another in times of

Suffering and pain! At least that’s what I believe,

And how I choose to act!

TOM

Where to begin?

MIRABEL

At the beginning, I beg you, and leave nothing out!

EDMUND

Well this is certainly an awkward turn,

My date stolen by some sobbing fool!

But no, this day is far from lost,

For I have one last card to play!

A cloud of vapor as thick as a burrito,

The kind that’s free if you clean your plate,

Is exactly what will win Mirabel’s attention…

And restore order to this date!

Edmund takes an enormous toke on his vape and releases an unbelievable cloud of vapor that fills the stage.

 The lights dim, and then as the vapor clears, a spotlight on Tom, who now stands center stage facing the audience.

 TOM

The episode began with a flashback,

Laurie in her office, debating suicide

In the face of all the horror in the post-departure world!

But no, she doesn’t do it,

Just as death is imminent,

She backs off and chooses to live instead–

With the Guilty Remnant!

Mirabel steps forward to ask—

MIRABEL

Wait, is this Laurie a friend of yours?

A relative? Your mother?

Or is she someone from your past?

Perhaps some long-lost lover?

Mirabel steps back into the darkness.

TOM

No, I wouldn’t say I loved her, in fact

Her character has been far from a favorite!

Too anguished when we first met, too wrapped up in her pain,

And then in season two she seemed too trapped in her own brain!

But in this latest episode, it seems that Laurie’s turned

Becoming someone who through much turmoil has learned

That there are things in life you can’t control

No matter whether your faith is placed in psychology or

The soul!

Mirabel steps forward again

MIRABEL

Wait, I’m sorry, but to be clear…

What exactly are you speaking of, here?

TOM

I speak of Amy Brenneman!

An actress of great skill

Who perhaps I’ve underrated due

To the character’s icy chill!

MIRABEL

Sorry again, but I must know…

Are you merely describing a TV show?

TOM

A show indeed, but merely? No!

This is amongst the best I know!

The narrative trick this episode plays,

Cutting back and forth in time

From Grace’s ranch to Nora’s van

A clever way to depict this span

In which Laurie makes a fateful plan!

How gracefully each scene creates a mystery

For the next scene to solve,

Or mirrors a comment or conversation,

It’s an hour filled with gratification,

Until the dreary end.

So much here to unpack and explore…

From the bruise on Laurie’s eye,

To whether Nora wants to die,

And who called Laurie to the house,

And what’s to become of Kevin?

Will he agree to his father’s wish

And travel forth to heaven?

And does John really think that what they’re planning is for real?

And is embracing the supernatural a healthy way to heal?

MIRABEL

Sounds complicated.

Edmund steps forward and stands beside Mirabel

EDMUND

And weird.

TOM

No more complicated,

Nor more weird,

Than the human heart.

And isn’t that the job of art?

To mine the weird

The strange

The twisted—

EDMUND

I like Ballers

That show’s funny

It’s all about sports, tits, and money.

MIRABEL

I’ve heard that’s good, but haven’t seen it.

EDMUND

Oh you must!

You must! You must!

Come back to my place, we’ll watch and chill…

If you catch my drift.

MIRABEL

I must admit, that sounds like fun!

It’s pleasant to escape the awful ambiguities of daily life

That keeps one ill at ease

And filled with doubt.

Lights up until the entire stage is fully illuminated.

TOM

Funny you should mention doubt!

That lack of all conviction is much on

Laurie’s mind as well!

At dinner when compared to Thomas,

The disciple who needed proof,

She compares herself to Judas and suggests this is the truth—

Doubt is easy, has no cost

Judas acted on his beliefs

And because of this,

Was lost.

EDMOND

Cool. Mirabel, are you ready to get out of here?

TOM

What’s this mean, this comparison

That Laurie makes to herself?

She drugs the Murphy’s

And Kevin’s dad,

Knowing it will make them sad

And speaks with Kevin for a while,

A pleasant scene, they laugh and smile!

She doesn’t ask him not die, she asks him if he’s scared.

He says he’s not, he feels alive,

he’s found a way, in death, to thrive

and asks for Nora—is she gone?

We’re all gone, Laurie says.

And then she is.

MIRABEL

Yes, I believe I’m ready to depart.

Mirabel and Edmond move to exit stage left. Tom rushes to block them from leaving.

TOM

You believe you are, but how to tell?

The conundrum facing Nora, as well,

When Laurie helps her track the doctors

And their possible departure machine.

EDMUND

Please move.

Tom ignores him.

TOM

See, they both seem bonded in

Their avowed skepticism, but

Nora’s come to the conclusion she

Must know for sure.

And Laurie believes

She already knows

All there is to know.

MIRABEL

It was nice talking to you, sir.

But we must be off, please move aside.

They attempt to step around Tom; he moves to block them again.

 TOM

If it’s doubt that has no cost,

Then what cost has belief?

Only grief?

Is that why Laurie takes to the sea,

Echoing an earlier conversation

On how one might seek to end their life

Without causing

undo strife?

MIRABEL

I do not know the answer

To this question that you ask,

I haven’t seen this show!

But if I may, let me suggest

That this, in fact, is all men’s task—

To look inside their hearts and minds

And question what they find,

To examine

To explore

To test their boundaries,

And then, endure.

TOM

But be it faith or

Be it facts,

Every system suffers cracks

When tasked

With making sense of life’s contradictions.

EDMUND

Dude, I’m going to crack your head if you don’t step aside.

MIRABEL

So be it, cracks let in the light.

Now let us leave, put up no fight.

Mirabel and Edmond rush towards the exit. Tom and Edmond grapple while Mirabel runs offstage. Edmond strikes Tom, knocking him to his knees, and follows her through the exit.

 After a moment, Tom stands and brushes himself off. His lip is split, blood drips down his chin. He wipes his face.

TOM

Fresh red blood,

A hefty toll

For trying too hard

To stay in control.

But perhaps there is a saving grace

To this wound upon my face—

For much like Laurie

Choosing to die alone,

I’ve spilled no blood beside my own.

END

‘The Leftovers’ Recap 3×06: Confront an Alligator