NARRATOR:
The Earth turns
Rose stares out the window
Taking in all that she can
Samuel, as always
Stands beside her
With his notebook in his hand

ROSE:
Is this the latest Stratford adventure?

SAMUEL:
Thomas wants it for The Sun’s early edition

ROSE:
A weekly feature full of tales
From Township Number Nine

SAMUEL:
If there is a change you want to make
Then now’s the time

ROSE:
I thought Thomas was the president

SAMUEL:
He’s set to run next year
ROSE:
Funny, I can almost see
His big, fat, massive head from here
(they both laugh)
He was lucky to have you

SAMUEL:
And I’m lucky to have you

HERSCHEL:
I’m sorry to interrupt, but if that journal
Involves me and a telescope, then I’m going to-

SAMUEL:
Don’t worry, John. Your legacy is safe

ROSE:
For now

SAMUEL:
(laughs) I’m going to go check on Margaret

HERSCHEL:
There
Sagitta
ROSE:
Rose, Samuel, Margaret, and-
Ugh, John, you know how being near death makes
You think?

HERSCHEL:
I do now

ROSE:
Well, I’ve been thinking about earlier, and I’m
Sorry

HERSCHEL:
For what?

ROSE:
When I took your hand
John, I apologize, for the things I said
‘Cause you and Anna are in love
And the last thing that I

HERSCHEL:
What?

ROSE:
You’re in love with each other. And that’s okay
HERSCHEL:
Miss Stratford, no-

ROSE:
She’s brilliant and accomplished and you have
Adorable nicknames for each other-

HERSCHEL:
Anna and I have been through a lot together over
The years. Still, our relationship is that of close
Friends

ROSE:
Really?

HERSCHEL:
Really. (beat) There
Ursa Minor

ROSE:
Polaris, Kochab, Pherkad

HERSCHEL:
Polaris

ROSE:
(beat) Polaris

HERSCHEL:
Your turn, Miss Stratford

NARRATOR:
On the other side of the satellite
Laying in the faint glow of the galaxy
Margaret slept
Unconscious since the radiance
Samuel and the moon kept her company
The Sagitta was running low on air
And running out of time
Every breath brought them closer
To the end of the line
Samuel looked at Margaret
Samuel looked at the stars
He saw them shine