Targum Pseudo-Jonathan on Genesis 7:13 narrows the entire human story down to a single doorway. On the day the Flood began, eight people walked through it — Noah, his three sons Shem, Cham, and Yapheth, Noah's wife, and the three wives of his sons. That was the remnant. Every thread of every nation that would ever be born on earth was now standing inside one wooden hull.
The Targum keeps the list flat and precise, and that is the point. There is no heroic farewell scene, no crowd begging at the hatch. The rain is already falling. They simply enter. The narrative almost refuses to dramatize it, because the drama is the arithmetic itself — eight souls against an entire world.
Jewish memory treats this verse as the first sheerit, the first remnant. Again and again in our story a catastrophe will narrow the people down to a handful, and from that handful a world will be rebuilt. The takeaway the Maggid leaves on this moment: a remnant is never small in the eyes of heaven. Eight is enough, if eight is what walks through the door when the door is still open.