All The Boys Love Mandy Lane Page #3

- Alright.

(girl screams)

Ah, sh*t!

Perfect.

Yep.

Perfect.

Jake, go get Garth

to start the genny, OK?

Hell, no.

I just got you a beer.

- Probably busy boning Marlin anyway.

- (Chloe) Somebody help me!

- Dude, go help Chloe.

- No way, bro.

Someone should go outside

and sort the generator.

- F*** it, I'll do it.

- (Chloe) I'm serious!

I'll go help Chloe.

Um, I should go get the candles.

(Jake) Hey!

Hey.

So where is everyone?

They're all f***ing.

Really?

And just where are you, Mandy Lane?

Right here.

(whistles nonchalantly)

(generator splutters)

(twig snaps)

(generator splutters)

- What are you doing?

- (gasps)

Oh, uh, trying to get the power

back on.

Right.

Red check the fuse box?

I think I can get it started.

Don't you have a girlfriend in there?

Yeah, I think I might.

Well, I'd run back in there

before I lose her.

What the hell are you talking about?

We're on the grid here. Power ain't

got nothing to do with the generator.

(laughs)

Those little f***ers.

Hope they get the power

turned back on.

Yeah, I wouldn't count on it.

Yeah, I thought we could use

some alone time.

Jake.

What?

- What are you doing?

- Nothing!

You know what?

You walk around this place

like you think you're better than us.

- I do not think I'm better...

- And you know what? You're not.

Sh*t! I think we're pretty much

on the same page here, don't you?

In fact, Lane,

I think we're a lot alike.

You want what I want.

Turn the power back on, Jake.

Why the f*** did you come here anyway?

Good question.

(sighs)

Hey, look, I understand you.

I really do.

- Don't forget that sh*t.

- I don't have a problem with Marlin.

But if that fat b*tch

has a better chance at Jake than I do,

then why is it my fault

that she has body-image issues?

Like, that's her problem, you know?

She makes a choice to be fat,

so it's totally all on her, you know?

It's like... what does that

have to do with me?

What does that have to do with Jake,

you know?

It's like...

You know what I mean?

I have no idea

what you're talking about.

You OK?

Yeah. Yeah, I'm fine.

Yeah, she's fine.

And I'm bored.

Messing with the fuse box wasn't fun?

Oh, no. No, that was fun.

It was fun, wasn't it, Mandy?

Thanks for starting up the genny.

F*** you!

Come on, Bird. We were just playing

with you, man. We cool?

OK.

Hey, Chloe, how about a swim?

Skinny-dip.

Just you, me

and the beautiful creature again.

I'm sorry, um... didn't you,

like, f*** Marlin tonight?

I did, actually. Lane?

Last chance to get a piece.

Well, back to the well, then.

No. No, no, no, no. No keys.

Jake, you can't drive.

- Jake, please!

- Don't wait up, ladies!

Hilarious! Give me the f***ing keys!

Jake, give me the f***ing gun, dude!

Marlin!

Where you at, you crazy b*tch?

Marlin!

(guitar)

(Red) # Well, I keep on thinking

'bout you

# Sister golden hair surprise

# And I just can't live without you

# Can't you see it in my eyes?

# And I've been one poor correspondent

# I've been too, too hard to find

# But it doesn't mean

you ain't been on my mind

# Won't you meet me in the middle?

- # Won't you meet me in the air?

- Marlin?

# Won't you love me just a little?

What the f***?

(turns engine off)

(slams door)

Marlin?

That you, babe?

Hey! What are you doing?

Are you crying or puking?

Not that it makes much difference

to me, but...

Nah, I'm just playing with you.

Here,

have a drink.

Don't give me the silent treatment.

Have a drink.

It'll make you feel better.

C'mon, baby, have a drink.

Come on, have a drink.

Oh, sh*t!

Hey!

- Who the f***?

- (gun is cocked)

(druggy distorted voices)

Wait, wait, wait.

Did you guys hear that?

It's just Jake messing around.

No, no, no. He's drunk

and he's in a truck and he's got a gun.

OK, that's bad.

- (gunshot)

- (Chloe) Sh*t!

- Bird, go get him.

- F*** that.

I'm not doing it.

He's been an a**hole all night.

Don't look at me!

I'm not going out there to get shot.

Yeah, just let him cool off.

Oh, my God! OK, fine.

I will go get him myself.

Damn it!

(squeals)

(Garth) I heard a gunshot.

What the hell's going on here, Red?

# Eagles, Eagles, we're the best!

# Better than all the rest!

# We're number one!

# E-A-G-L-E-S!

# Let's have some f***ing fun!

(Marlin whimpers)

# Go... Eagles!

(Garth) Look, I don't care

what you do. I really don't.

But if you're drinking and whatever,

I don't wanna know, right?

I don't need to know.

- (Red) It's not us.

- (Garth) But no guns.

You're the one with the gun.

You've been drinking a lot and doing

a lot of whatever you're doing,

so I'd suggest

you call it a night, alright?

- Take it, man. We're done.

- I'm not gonna take it, Red.

Just sit tight and wait till

the morning. We'll have a big time then.

I would feel much safer

if you were here.

Well, I'm leaving, darling.

Oh, and, uh...

if I hear one more gunshot,

I'm calling your dad.

(cheerleaders chant)

(breathes hard)

(boy) Lane? Lane?

(breathes hard)

Is he single?

Why the sudden interest

in the ranch hand?

(laughs) Just curious, that's all.

Hmm.

So, well, is he?

Well...

Well, he was married and then

his... his wife died tragically.

Oh, my God. That poor thing.

(Red) He's poor alright.

(Chloe) I bet your mom likes him.

Yeah. Both my parents like him.

They love having a marine

around the house.

Oh, my God. (laughs)

A cowboy and a soldier?

I just got wet.

You know, Ned Willis

was trying to recruit me.

I think he got traumatised by the

Gulf War. He saw a lot of people die.

- He doesn't seem traumatised.

- Nah, he's just like that.

The guy's seriously traumatised.

Classic shell shock.

Oh, my God. Can I just go hug him?

That is so sad. So sad.

(chops up coke)

Oh, my God. Oh, my God, oh, my God!

I just saw somebody covered in blood!

You put so much sh*t up your nose,

I don't believe a word you say.

No, I mean it. I just saw somebody!

- Hey, Chloe, it's been a long night.

- I swear to God, I saw someone.

There's nobody out there.

There's nobody for miles.

Look, I'll prove it.

- No! Red!

- I'm gonna prove it to you.

There's nobody.

No, uh...

F***! Get down, get down, get down!

There's no one out there.

(Mandy) Chloe? Chloe, are you OK?

- Yeah.

- I think we're all just real tired.

(chuckles)

I'm fine.

Whoa! Oh, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

- You OK?

- (laughs)

- I'm f***ed.

- Sit down.

I have to go to the bathroom.

I don't want to go by myself.

OK. OK, let's go. Yeah?

OK, I got you.

OK.

(Chloe) Where's the light?

OK, girl. Yeah? You're safe?

Hm-hmm.

- You'll be fine. You're calm.

- Hmm.

- Right?

- Hm-hmm.

- Like a monk.

- (laughs) Yeah, right.

Oh.

Thank God.

(sighs)

(water runs)

Yeah? See?

You're gonna be fine.

Thanks.

Your hands are shaking. Are you OK?

Yeah. I'm fine.

Jake and Bird both tried to kiss me.

They did?

- You're so much prettier than me.

- Chloe...

No.

You are. It's fine.

This will make you calm.

- Hmm?

- Open up.

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