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