opening voiceover, Carrie and others in “You've Dug Your Own Grave, Now Lie In It”

Carrie

They say we leave this world just the way we came into it - naked and alone.

Lucas

So, if we do leave with nothing, what, then, is the measure of a life? Is it defined by the people we choose to love?

Nathan

Or is life simply measured by our accomplishments?

Brooke

And what if we fail? Or are never truly loved? What then? Can we ever measure up?

Dan

Or will the quiet desperation of a life gone wanting drive us mad?