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Okay, come on. Sit. Sit.

THE DOG STARS

MARGARET QUALLEY

Stay here.

Wait. Wait.

Okay. Okay.

Jasper, wait. You hungry, huh?

Okay, wait.

Jasper, let's go.

Let's go.

Get in.

Jasper, go

Good boy.

Okay, Jas.

NO GPS POSITION

Cessna Two-Whiskey-Delta ready for takeoff

So, what do you think?

All good, Jas.

Fuck. Sorry, sorry.

Too much wind. Wait.

Come on.

Jasper!

Come on. Up, up. Sit.

Good boy.

Okay.

LOOT AND DIE

Good boy. Good boy.

Good boy. Good boy.

DENVER CITY HALL

Jasper, come on.

Let's go.

After you, Jas, come on.

Come on.

Come on, Jas.

Ready?

Ready.

Where are you going?

Wanna play?

Welcome home, buddy

Come on

Hey.

Go, go.

Here.

DENVER ATHLETIC CENTER

Jas, here

Let's go.

Stay.

Jasper!

An airplane, huh?

An airplane that works.

You don't see those every day

Jasper.

Either give me the keys or I'll take it!

Taking it is more fun for me, but you decide.

Nobody has to die, friend.

You're a real treasure

We both know, in a shit world like this

bullets ran out years ago!

So don't make me repeat myself.

Drop the keys and get the fuck out while you still can!

Shit.

You actually do have bullets!

You're the one who's dry.

Put down the crossbow.

You think you're giving orders now?

Shit.

You're dead, like the others.

You just don't know it yet.

Really?

Sure as smoke in the city. You seen it?

A pack just showed up from Texas or Mexico or some other shithole.

Reapers.

A new tribe, fiercer than the others.

They kill anyone left.

They wipe everything out, just like that fucking flu,

but more brutal.

But you...

and me, together, right?

You with your bullets and me knowing how to move,

we could survive, right?

I already have a partner.

They'll tear you apart, you son of a bitch! You and your fucking dog!

And you'll hear me laughing when they do.

I know. We're almost there, we're almost there.

- It's him! -Yeah!

Jasper. Look.

Hi, Jasper!

Jasper.

Good boy.

There's Jasper!

Here they are.

Hey, hey, hey.

Not too close.

Remember, kids, you have to stay back.

- Okay. - Hi, Jasper.

Have fun.

What a good dog.

I made a run into town.

Their favorite. Thanks, Hig.

- Kids. - How's it going?

- We're managing. -Yeah!

Hi. Go on

Need help with anything?

Sorry to make you work when you stop by.

It's something to do.

In that case, we've got a problem with the well.

It's hooked up to solar, but it's not getting power.

- Okay, let's take a look. - Let's go.

Come on, Jas, where you going? Where you going?

I didn't see

I didn't see Caleb when I got here. Where is he?

Caleb died last week

Some of the kids too.

We think it was measles this time.

I'm sorry, Aaron.

Seems like that's just the world we live in.

Yeah.

If the virus didn't get you, something else will.

We ran out of vaccines years ago.

And there you go.

You said your green beans didn't grow well this year.

Thanks.

Ben made it for you, I colored Jasper's fur.

Jasper and I have never looked better.

Thanks.

Thank you.

Okay, you all take care, see you soon.

Jasper! Let's go!

Get in.

Up, up, up.

Good boy. Come on

How was town today?

Same old. Quiet.

Not that quiet.

Just one scavenger. I chased him off.

Chased off or finished off?

Letting cockroaches run will come back to bite you.

Yeah.

He said there's a new pack roaming around burning everything.

He called them Reapers.

And I saw this in town.

Looks like they're looting whatever's left.

Fuck 'em. Long as they stay away from here.

Are those Mormon green beans?

Mennonite. But you already knew that.

We agreed, no more visits.

If you said it, it's not an agreement, Bangley.

I told you, one cough near eyes or an open mouth is all it takes.

You want to survive the fucking plague and die on your own?

That's not how it works.

You a fucking doctor now?

They're kids.

They need help.

In all the years we've been here,

when has doing favors for others ever kept us alive?

That's not how people should be.

how people should be.

But it's how they've always been.

It just took the mask of civilization falling off for you to see it.

At least I got these in return.

Here.

Remember before all this shit

my doctor at OKC said I had atherosclerosis?

- That soda could kill me? Yeah.

- But you keep bringing it. Yeah.

- By the case. - Yeah.

- Yeah. I thought it'd be a good story.

You surviving the rest of the world and then dying from a Coke.

- Really? - Yeah.

Nice.

You want some?

Please.

At least you can fucking cook

Fuck you.

Jasper. Here.

Goodnight, guys.

Okay.

Looking at the sky, Jas?

There's the goat and the wolf.

Look, there's a bear.

And over there's a turtle, next to Elvis.

And the Major Jasper.

Next to the girl.

Isn't it beautiful tonight?

Yeah.

Yeah.

Come on.

Come here.

Come on.

Wanna help me?

Where you going?

Come here

Come on.

Clear!

Down. Wait.

They're kids.

No ammo.

It's a weapon, same effect.

Let's go.

Rule number one: don't bring weapons onto someone else's land,

unless you plan to use them.

I doubt they knew anyone lived here, they were just being cautious.

Should I let cockroaches with rifles get close

before asking if they want to shoot us?

Then it turns out they're better with their guns than I am with mine,

and the whole balance of power tips the wrong way.

Sure, odds are slim they're better, but still...

Look, it's like...

It's like the old saying: "Shoot first, ask questions later."

Fuck you!

Jas!

You lost the fish.

What happened?

No fish for us, huh?

- What is it? - Wait.

Too early for reconnaissance.

Hard to spot anything with thermal.

Killing time.

Hope you don't land without a vest and rifle if you don't want to die.

Good boy.

Good boy.

Good boy.

Don't worry, you get out first.

Grand Junction, do you read me? Over.

Cessna Two-Mike-Mike-Whiskey-Delta.

Grand Junction, do you read?

Grand Junction, do you read me?

Grand Junction, do you read?

Grand Junction.

Fuck, fuck, fuck.

Grand Junction, do you read me? Over.

Grand Junction, do you read?

Grand Junction, do you read?

It's the same voice I heard a few months ago.

Sounds like a...

a woman, I heard it a few years ago too.

Sort of a...

So why don't I hear it more often?

I don't know how this...

Maybe it takes the right wind.

Anyway, raise you five thousand.

Anyway, raise you five

Either way, doesn't matter.

Grand Junction's as far as France,

as far as you can go on a full tank in the Cessna.

I'll get more fuel.

What do you expect to find, if you ever get there?

I don't know.

You think Grand Junction will be packed with what used to be?

Happy people everywhere,

kids laughing and playing, lovers strolling hand in hand.

That world is gone, fuck.

In the world you're in now, you have everything you need:

power, food, water, weapons.

A perimeter you can defend! Fuck, Hig.

With what we have here, we're living the fucking American dream.

I'm not sure I'd call it a fucking dream.

Call it what you want, it's a hell of a lot better than the flip side.

Pair of kings, fives.

- Wait, that's it? - Yeah.

You got another thirty grand here.

Don't care, take 'em.

Let's go.

There was a lot of light when you came back.

You sure we're good?

Yeah, nothing out there.

Alright, sleep well and dream of Grand Junction.

The fucking Paris of the new world.

What is it?

Stay.

Stay.

Bangley.

Here, get down.

Stay.

Bangley!

Stay.

Bangley, you there?

Bangley, you...

Where the fuck are you?

Jasper!

What the fuck?

Figured I'd remind you living's better than dying

and where the fuck is your night vision?

Why did you...

How do you think these assholes got here?

- They slipped past you! - Fuck.

You were so caught up in your mysterious Grand Junction voice

and whatever paradise waiting for you there,

you did recon too early and flew right over them!

So yeah, I let you clean up your own mess.

Fuck.

Before I had to save you.

Jasper!

Here! Jasper!

Oh, buddy.

No.

Good boy.

Hi!

Hi.

Okay. Okay.

Jasper.

- Hi! Come here. Where you going?

He's really tired, it's been a long day.

Hi

Hi.

Hi. Is that your mom?

That's your mom.

HERE LIES JASPER MY BEST FRIEND

KISS MELISSA FOR ME MAY 2035

Going on a trip?

I'm trying to get to Grand Junction.

Without even talking about it?

What's there to talk about

I don't know, Hig

The fact that you decide to leave out of nowhere, how it affects me.

You won't do recon, I'll be more vulnerable.

I've told you for years I'd teach you to fly.

You don't need to teach me because you're the one doing it, fuck!

Say you get to Junction,

...and it's not guaranteed, but say you get there,

and there's nothing. What then?

I'll keep going west.

God dammit.

If you're pissed about what happened to...

- There's nothing left for me here. - Fuck, that's nice of you.

I'm just saying I can't do this anymore.

You'd rather die somewhere else?

If that's how it goes, yeah.

That's how it'll go.

You alone, in lands you don't know, but others do.

We have no idea what's out there, we haven't even looked, Bangley.

Why would it be any different?

To whoever's already there, you're just another fucking cockroach,

and they'll treat you the way we treat cockroaches.

This world suits you, Bangley.

Waking up, defending, surviving.

Fuck, you were ready ten years before it even hit!

You love this shit.

I was a fucking mechanic.

I fixed things.

And when I wasn't doing that,

I kissed my wife...

or played with my dog.

Wondering every day how I got so lucky.

That luck's run out.

You won't find more out there.

You wanna come with me?

I'd rather stay alive.

There's a list on the fridge.

How to manage power, the garden and...

Yeah, I can manage on my own.

Here.

In case you wanna clean something from above.

You can't drop 'em from too high, though.

The blast can blind you.

Don't be stupid dwelling on the past,

letting some asshole catch you off guard.

I know we fought and pissed each other off,

but you've been a good partner.

Yeah, you too. Thanks.

Sorry about Jasper.

OIL PRESSURE

Fuck.

ALTITUDE

Fuck.

Come here girl.

Where you been, missy?

Come on, my Sarah. Let's go.

Come on, little one.

Put down that fucking thing:

Drop it and hands up.

Keep your hands up

What are you doing here?

I landed my plane in the meadow.

I saw your donkey.

Haven't seen one in a long time, got curious.

You okay?

Where are you from?

- From Erie, just outside Denver. - I know where it is.

My dog died

So you thought you'd steal mine?

I didn't even know you had a fucking dog.

I don't. What are you doing here?

I'm heading to Grand Junction.

What the hell are you doing on my property all armed?

Didn't know what I'd find,

maybe the wrong cockroach.

What do you mean by cockroach?

Survivors.

The ones the flu didn't kill.

What was your dog's name?

Jasper.

You must miss him a lot.

He was a great dog.

You have to leave

Unload the weapon.

Slowly.

The pistol too.

Now get the fuck out

My name's Hig

We don't care what your name is.

I'm Cima.

He's my father, Pops.

Pleasure.

Get out!

Need a longer runway, Jasper.

What the...

Can you give me a hand, please?

Hold this, right here.

Keep it steady.

- Here? - Yeah.

Smells like real coffee.

It is.

Want some?

My father makes coffee from holly and roots

This is really good.

Thanks.

You wouldn't happen to have a banana nut muffin too?

We ran out five minutes ago

Of course.

Damn

Silly me.

What did you do before the world ended?

I was a mechanic, mostly.

Did some construction work,

odd jobs.

Enough to pay the bills and still enjoy life.

The dream.

I guess, for a while anyway.

You and your husband have kids?

No, we never got there.

You?

My wife, Melissa, she was... she was pregnant,

but we lost the baby about a year before she died.

I'm sorry.

It's okay.

Not your fault.

I miss music.

I miss driving around listening to music.

Singing on the way to the grocery store.

- I miss the fucking grocery store. - Yeah.

And traffic, being stuck in traffic.

Cima, where are you?

I'm already out of the canyon, Dad.

Close your eyes.

Wait, close your eyes.

Trust me. Close 'em.

I promise.

Okay.

You'll like it, trust me.

What are we doing here?

Helping him get on his way

He's a stranger.

We survived because we have rules about how to treat them:

I know he has real coffee.

And a stash of these.

I've known bad men with this in their pocket.

I'll get an axe and a saw, so he can leave.

Need to cut some trees then I'm gone.

I'd like the axe put back sharp.

Sure.

Want a hand?

Yeah.

Three, two, go.

Come on, come on, little one

Come on.

You did it, good girl.

Been a while.

Let's clear this shit so you can leave.

Want the coffee?

And a cigarette?

You have cigarettes?

Okay, ready?

Okay.

Say when.

Ready? Three, two, one.

Come on, come on.

Come on, you can do it.

Good

- Fuck - No, gotta keep it level.

- The saw or... - Yeah, gotta keep it level.

I'd put my hand on top of the handle

Perfect.

I can't push alone...

You're not pushing alone, I'm trying to pull after you push.

Alright. Okay

Let's go home.

Come on, Sarah.

Yeah, gonna dry you off good.

And if Grand Junction is like Erie,

or Denver or other places like that?

Yeah, I've heard this one.

It could be.

What would you do?

Where would you go?

There's a mountain in Telluride.

It's over twelve thousand feet.

On one side, it's practically a sheer wall.

I used to go there with my wife.

Hiking in summer,

skiing in winter.

Wow.

So you'd go there?

I'll fly the plane straight into the face of that fucking mountain.

Here.

We need to move the bigger rocks.

Otherwise I can't take off.

Alright.

Better focus on the rocks.

It's tight.

But if I can get up before the first row of trees, it's fine.

Good, because my back is wrecked.

Thanks, I appreciate it.

Yeah.

Alright...

Let's turn it.

I'm trying.

- Okay. - Okay.

I push harder, you push less.

- No, I think we got it. - Okay.

Did you grow up here?

I grew up here, but went to college in New York.

I worked at a hospital with my husband, Tom.

How come you're here?

My mom got stage four cancer, I came back to help my dad,

except Tom was still in New York,

but they banned travel and I couldn't go back.

Fuck.

And then he died.

I'm sorry.

You gotta have something that drives you, right?

Otherwise, you feel alone.

That's rough.

We need to turn it forward

- Fuck. - Yeah.

Come on, all muscle!

Okay.

Another storm's coming.

Where do you sleep if it rains? In the plane?

It's a bit cramped inside.

Usually, under the wing.

There's shelter at the end of the pond, if you need it,

I don't want you getting sick before you leave.

Thanks

Was he nice to me?

I don't know. I've never seen him nice before.

Night, Jasper.

You okay with this?

Yeah.

This arm straight, this one bent. - Alright.

Got it.

I need to stand behind you.

Like golf.

Fore!

You play golf?

- Used to

I used to say "If you see me playing golf,

shoot me in the head."

That's a drastic position

I have an idea.

Yeah?

What?

Yeah?

What if I stayed?

I can't.

I can't.

I'm sorry.

Okay.

Cima, I'm sorry.

No, it's okay.

Cima, wait.

Wait.

Cima!

You think I don't think about Tom every fucking day?

I know. Like you think about Melissa.

I get it, I know.

You don't have a fucking monopoly on grief, Hig.

I know.

I...

I killed her.

I killed my wife.

She couldn't... she couldn't breathe.

Please.

I couldn't watch her suffer anymore.

Sorry.

About time, you sons of bitches.

There, easy.

Fuck!

Hig, there's... over...

Come again?

You got visitors about five hundred meters northwest of you.

Fuck. How many?

I don't know, ten, twenty?

Three with rifles, bows, hatchets, some on horseback.

They haven't seen you yet. You got a rifle?

No, just the Glock.

Turn toward me like you don't know they're there.

I'm watching 'em.

Jesus Christ, Hig. Listen, they've seen you.

Run, get out.

Lead 'em here, we'll cover you.

Cima! Get ready!

Hig, get up here! Cima!

Go!

We're too heavy!

We'll take off eventually, right?

Yeah, that's the fucking plan.

Come on. Fuck!

If you'd left earlier, you wouldn't be stuck with us.

I'm not stuck.

We shouldn't be more than ten miles from Grand Junction by now.

I'll try calling them.

Grand Junction, this is Cessna Two-Mike-Mike-Whiskey-Delta.

Do you read?

Grand Junction, this is Cessna Two-Mike-Mike-Whiskey-Delta.

Do you read?

Grand Jun...

Grand Junction, this is Cessna Two-Mike-Mike-Whiskey-Delta.

Do you read?

Grand Junction... is anyone there... Over...

Grand Junction, do you read?

This is Cessna Two-Mike-Mike-Whiskey-Delta.

Do you read?

Received, Cessna. You actually exist?

Yeah!

Holy shit!

It's been two years since a plane answered me,

thought there was nobody left up there.

Same.

We're from Erie, near Denver, we've come a long way.

We were thinking of stopping,

there's three of us.

No offense, Cessna,

I appreciate the conversation,

but we'd prefer you keep going.

We haven't been lucky with visitors.

We won't cause any trouble, we mean no harm.

No offense, but who would say otherwise?

Fair enough.

There was this amazing pancake place downtown.

I think it was called Sandy's.

I had a thing for the blueberry ones.

She'd sprinkle something on top, I can't remember what.

It was fantastic.

Sandy would chop up marshmallows real fine and sprinkle 'em on.

Yeah, that was it, it was the best.

Keep coming in, Cessna, we'll see you when you get here.

Please.

Received, see you soon.

Grand Junction, this is Two-Whiskey-Delta.

Three thousand feet southeast, inbound for landing.

I see you, Cessna.

Two-Whiskey-Delta, make straight-in approach, runway 22.

Cleared to land.

Received, Grand Junction.

Welcome to Grand Junction, Cessna.

A couple of our people will meet you.

And no weapons, please, if you have any,

it's the only real rule we have.

With all due respect, you're strangers to us as we are to you.

Understood.

And you're free to keep flying in friendly skies if you're not comfortable.

What do we wanna do?

It exposes us.

Yeah. Depends how much we trust 'em.

We don't trust 'em much.

Thanks.

What are we doing in this wreck?

How's it going?

Welcome. I'm John, this is Logan.

Hi, I'm Hig.

And this is Pops and Cima.

Any illnesses we should know about?

Sorry.

Logan likes to get straight to the point.

No, no illnesses.

If you don't mind.

It's green.

Yeah.

Awesome. Thanks.

Follow me.

You'll meet Darlene.

This way, Pops.

Haven't seen one of those in a while.

Just a precaution.

Don't blame you, Cessna.

Understandable.

New place, new faces.

Takes a lot of trust, especially in this world.

But rules are rules.

We'll give 'em back after. Follow me.

A welcome to our guests.

Let's go.

Better not keep her waiting.

- Welcome. - Please, sit.

Alright.

There you are, Cessna.

In the flesh.

You mind? Wanna commemorate the moment.

Say "cheese."

And a good-looking trio to boot.

Hig, Cima, Pops.

I'm Jack, actually.

He's the pilot. She's Darlene.

Darlene, thanks for letting us stop.

Tell me your story.

Don't get to talk to new people much, so

Jack, you said you spent time with Sandy and her pancakes

Me and my old man used to buy cattle at auctions here, back in the day,

and I'd end up with a Sandy's blueberry pancake as a reward.

It was a perfect little town back then.

We're doing our best to rebuild it.

Fly me to the moon

Let me play among the stars

Hostess once, hostess forever.

Thanks.

Drink up.

Thanks.

Honey, do you ever talk or are you just

part of the display?

Sometimes.

And what do you think of our little place?

Interesting.

Almost like stepping back in time, isn't it?

Drink up, there's more.

Got something stronger if you want.

Wouldn't say no to something with more kick

How about a hundred and eighty proof, Jack?

Like my granddaddy taught me

This ain't vodka nor gin.

Tell me if you like it.

Here you go.

You haven't touched yours.

- I'm good, thanks. - Just a sip.

Yeah, that's got kick.

Yeah, that's the kick I was talking about.

Told you, if we're gonna start over, might as well do it right.

No fancy cocktails with little umbrellas and fruit and...

Go on.

Tell me about your trip.

Signs of life between Erie and here?

There's some groups here and there, but nothing close by.

Good to know.

You had trouble here?

Psalm 121, "The Lord will keep you from all harm,

he will watch over your life. Praise be to God.

Amen.

He's been hiding out here these last few years.

So, Jack...

You and Big Hig have hands that rough before the world turned upside down?

I've had a ranch all my life, so yes.

You?

I was a mechanic, mostly.

Darlene, you mind if I smoke?

Go ahead.

Hardworking folks, I respect that.

And you?

Medical resident.

Well, I'll be!

John, a doctor.

We don't have one here.

No, we don't.

Shoulda told me what precious cargo you were carrying, Big Hig,

I had no idea.

See, workers like you, who eat like everyone else,

we got more than enough of.

But a real doctor, now that's something worth sharing.

You got it wrong, I'm not a doctor.

I was studying, and honestly I barely remember anything...

It'll be like riding a bike.

Yes ma'am.

Logan, would you like to marry a doctor?

What the fuck?

I would, Darlene.

I would too.

I think the small talk's over.

- Don't be rude. - We have to go.

- Jack. - I'm not rude.

Sit down.

Jack, you remind me of the men I used to know.

You thought it was your job to set the pace of conversation.

- Or touch my ass or spread my legs. - He didn't do anything.

I appreciate your loyalty, honey, I really do.

I used to defend my father too

when he yelled too loud or hit too hard,

But the truth is Jack's right, you know why?

There's nothing left to say except thank Big Hig...

for answering the call and bringing Cima

so we could bless our family.

We'll take Cima now, shall we?

Yes, Darlene.

- Fuck! - Go!

Get those sons of bitches!

Cima.

Shit.

Go.

Fuck.

Oh my God.

- Down! - Down!

Move!

Hig...

I'm not forcing anyone to come here.

I just offer a glimmer of hope

in a world where hope shouldn't exist anymore.

And you and everyone else,

you're all desperately looking for something better.

Come on, come on...

You'd follow a voice almost anywhere.

Listen to me.

This place is the best you can have.

I don't believe that, Darlene.

Pops, there's a bag full of grenades behind me.

Here.

Pull the pins and get ready.

- Got it. - Careful.

Now!

Daddy, I tried.

I'm sorry.

I'm so sorry, I...

Where to now?

You're not thinking about a mountain in Telluride, are you?

No.

Let's go back to Erie, okay?

Yeah.

Bangley, Bruce Bangley, we're two miles out.

This is Cessna Mike-Mike-Whiskey-Delta.

Friend, please don't shoot.

Bangley, do you read?

Fuck, something's wrong.

Bangley.

Cima.

All good.

All good.

Okay, tough guy.

Almost there.

So your Grand Junction fantasy turned out to be a shitshow,

like I predicted.

Yeah, didn't go according to plan.

Or maybe it did, I don't know.

Sorry I left you alone.

Nah, it's fine.

I can handle fifty assholes without your help.

I counted thirty-one bodies.

Fuck, had to blow a bunch up.

At least count the pieces.

Too bad about Grand Junction.

At least you got this one.

Fuck... Okay.

We built it once, it'll be easier now,

we'll know what the hell we're doing.

And then?

This place was always too exposed.

It's a lot harder to defend now.

We figured that out before, what the fuck alternative do we have?

The families aren't contagious.

Christ!

No, they've got power, water.

You can only see 'em from above, safest place.

From the goddamn Mormons?

I'll wake up with them trying to convert me.

Only thing I'm missing is more wives!

Mennonite. But you already knew that.

And you?

You gonna stay there or go looking for something else?

I still don't know.

You know, Hig,

you're consistent in your stupidity, I'll give you that.

Once knew this asshole in Oklahoma City.

He was a Marine.

Had a wife, two daughters.

When the virus took 'em,

he completely fell apart.

But not just because they were gone.

It was all the years he coulda spent with 'em, but didn't.

He was out doing anything else.

That's what fucked him up.

He always knew death would come for everyone,

but he never managed to enjoy what he had.

Until it came.

Isabella

Do you get tired a lot?

Sad?

- Do you feel hot? - Yeah.

Can I touch your forehead?

So, what is it?

Something caused by the body's defenses responding to the virus.

Yeah, but some of these kids were born after the virus.

Sure, it was passed down genetically.

That's why it's not contagious.

Can we help them?

Yeah.

I need a few things: immunosuppressants and corticosteroids.

I'll take all of these.

Go.

- This one? - Yeah.

Not this one. These three.

Great.

- Perfect. - What do you think?

Thanks for bringing her, Hig.

Where you sneaking off to?

I was heading into town for supplies.

You want me to come with?

No, I'm good.

But you're coming back, right?

You're not leaving me alone with all these Mormons.

See you.

Come on, George.

There you go. Thank you very much.

- Good job. - Thanks.

Appreciate it. Thanks.

I don't know how to dance this one.

I think you do it like this.

See that big bright star?

That's the Major Jasper.

Then if you go back...

See that cluster?

- Yeah. - That's the Elvis constellation.

And those are the official astronomical names, of course.

Yeah. At least as far as I know.

I don't like having to wonder if you'll come back.

You left without saying anything.

I had to say goodbye.

Are you cold?