INT. FRANK'S APARTMENT – EARLY MORNING

The apartment floor is now free of vodka and orange juice bottles. FRANK is getting ready to leave for work – putting on his shirt, tying his tie, etc. YVONNE is awake, but still lying in bed.

YVONNE
So this is the week for that big Mayan thing, right?

FRANK
That's right, babe.

YVONNE
So what's going to happen, and when?

FRANK
Well, today is Monday, December 17, 2012. Which is nothing special, except that we're getting close to the end of all days – Thursday, December 20, 2012.

YVONNE
And what's special about that? Is that the day we're getting married?
(they chuckle)

FRANK
No, not yet, my love. For a very long time now, we've known that December 20th is the last day of the Mayan calendar. After that day, there's nothing.

YVONNE
Well, shouldn't we go by the American calendar instead of the Mayan one? My calendar says there's a December 21st.
(pointing to a calendar on the wall)
See, I'm getting a pedicure on Friday.

FRANK
Well, the ancient Mayans would disagree with you. They were super advanced. They made the Egyptians look like cavemen. Five thousand years ago, they calculated the exact day that the world would end. And like complete fools, we've ignored their warning, and pretended that life will go on as usual on December 21st.

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