The Boy and Dude 2 look at each other
Dude 1 re-enters, firing at a Tahoe. Dude 2 falls. A red mist spurts from him. He's screaming
Dude 1 tur-
GUNSHOTS
Dude 1's chest explodes into blood
GUNSHOTS: BRRRR
Silence
The Boy's phone buzzes inside Dude 1's jacket. He apprehensively retrieves it. The Buddha statue looks on. Fam's picture lights up the screen
THE BOY: Fam?
MARCUS: Marcus. Get the f** out here! Steve's dead, Fam got clipped
The Boy stands. Flash between the dead dudes and Jay from the nightclub
EXT. MANSION - DAY
He walks outside and sees the Tahoe. Dude 3 and 4 are dead in the driveway. He isn't walking through their blood or stepping around. Sirens are approaching. Steve is in a heap in the back. Swa*k is driving (smh) AJ in the pa**enger, Marcus and Fam are in the back seat. Fam is bleeding a lot. A lot a lot
MARCUS: You're gonna be okay man. You wanna call anybody?
FAM(sputtering): Naw
MARCUS: Maybe your moms? She'll be all ‘Why the f** are you calling me in the middle of the day, I got sh** to do.'
Fam smiles. Blood drips from his mouth
FAM: No, it's good
The Boy takes out his phone
It's like his arm is moving on it's own. He sees himself get his phone out and press record
Fam's sneakers. His jeans with red flecks and growing stains beneath his belt. The blood soaking his shirt. His face - not scared, not sad, just Fam
MARCUS: Are you sure?
Fam looks up at The Boy, his pupils dilated - he's fading but isn't gone
FAM: Like I said, I'm not trippin on d**h
His eyes focus, locking with The Boy's through the screen
FAM: Hey [edit], (whispering) Worldstar
His eyes glaze over
Marcus pulls The Boy into the car
INT. TAHOE - DAY
The sirens aren't getting closer or farther. They ride in silence - the kind where you hear everything going on in your head
THE BOY: Stop the car
Swa*k: What?
THE BOY: Stop the car
EXT. CITY - DAY
The Boy disembarks and walks away. The car speeds off