brock.. - BTI Screenplay Alt. Ending lyrics

Tires SCREECH outside. Dude 2 stands up. There's a small crash outside Yelling VOICE: FREEZE! GUNSHOTS The Boy and Dude 2 look at each other Fam kicks open the door. He starts firing. Dude 2 falls. A mist of red puff spurts from his chest. He's screaming Fam turns to The Boy and starts yelling something, but he can't hear him. The Boy's mind struggles to catch up to everything that just happened FAM: Mane get your a** up we gotta move! The Boy slowly looks up from the now dead Dude 2 and stares into Fam's eyes THE BOY: No Fam opens his mouth to talk some sense into him, but The Boy's blank stare says everything. Fam smh, then walks over to where the trash bag of weed still sits. He grabs it and steps over the doorframe on the floor. Tires screech as he pulls away SLOWLY FADE TO BLACK CUT TO: The Boy is sitting cross-legged on the ground in the foyer. Staring at the Buddha statue CUT TO: EXT. BUS STOP — NIGHT The Boy walks onto an empty bus and pays the fare. As the bus pulls away, a billboard becomes visible behind where it was once parked: "ROSCOE'S WETSUIT" INT. BUS — NIGHT The Boy is sitting alone in the back seat of the bus. He reaches into the pocket of his shearling jacket and pulls out a sealed envelope. Some kind of address had been sloppily scrawled upon the front, but the ink had since smeared and was now illegible The Boy rips open the envelope and stares at the letter inside CUT TO: Up close view of the letter. Jagged letters and unfinished sentences are all that is visible from this viewpoint. One word, however, in the middle of the screen reads clearly... "destiny" FADE TO BLACK The clicking of a gun loading... ...A single gunshot ...You can't live your life on a bus CUT TO: Slowly zoom in on Buddha statue in mansion foyer as burly men carry away furniture in the background