In the screen-drama bank robbery scenario, you have the person trying to procure medical attention for the injured/sick hostages and you have the person trying to secure their own release by giving up which hostage is the bank manager with the codes to the safe.

In the stranded-in-space scenario, there’s the person organizing the remaining supplies so everyone gets a share and there’s the person who’s plotting to steal all the supplies while getting away in the last remaining escape pod.

Never in the entire history of screen viewing has there been someone over six years old confused about who the asshole in these scenarios is.

And yet here we are, lead by the embodied archetype of shitty-ness and being asked to consider the possibility that maybe assholes should have their moment too.