Bandslam Page #5

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Okay, enough. This was it.

Have you seen Evil Dead ll?

No.

It's my favorite movie ever.

You never get to see it in a theater,

but it's playing at the college

Saturday night.

They don't card anyone there.

Would you want to go?

Sure. I'd love to.

Cool.

All in all, I think it went pretty well.

Your number-one fan, Will Burton.

(FREE TlME PLAYlNG)

But it's fun, it's fun.

You know, I've been in a few bands, and...

CHARLOTTE:
Boy, you tied the heck

out of that shoe.

Considering it was already tied

and everything.

-Can't be too careful.

-You don't have an inhaler, do you?

'Cause if you do,

you might want to get it ready.

-No!

-Yeah.

You're getting a sneak peek

at the competition,

and I'm not talking Glory Dogs.

Burning Hotels?

But I didn't think there was any way that...

Where there's a will...

WlLL:
Dear David Bowie,

I know it's not saying much,

but this is the coolest thing

that ever happened to me.

(SlNGlNG) I got in, you got out

I walked in, you walked out

As usual I'm stuck in the middle

I'm closer to closure

Admitting that it's over

As usual I'm stuck in the middle

And now you know

That you control everything

As usual I'm stuck in the middle

And now I'm drowning

Where's Will?

In myself again

Yes, I'm drowning

In myself again

White at night

I am dead

White at night

I am dead

Who knows how I got out?

Who knows how I got out?

As usual I'm stuck in the middle

I am such a jerk. But it was Burning Hotels!

I had to see the competition.

Don't I get a Burning Hotels pardon?

Tell me one thing.

-Were you with her?

-Yeah.

Are you in love with Charlotte?

What?

-You are.

-I'm not.

-I'm not.

-You had a thing. I don't care.

Look, just remember.

She's trouble. Girls like that always are.

That's ridiculous.

I'm not in love with Charlotte.

You still haven't washed your hand yet.

It was that special, being with her.

-Here you go.

-Thanks.

Sa5m should be home any minute.

What is this project

that you're working on about?

Each other. We're supposed to show

the class who the other person really is.

Yeah.

(PLAYlNG GUlTAR SOFTLY)

(SlNGlNG) You sheltered me from harm

Kept me warm

Kept me warm

You gave my life to me

Set me free

Set me free

It was a competition. She didn't win.

Yeah. Judges were idiots.

Morons.

All the years I had with you

And I would give everything I own

I'd give up my life, my heart, my home

I would give everything I own

SA5M:
What are you doing?

-Here we go.

-What's wrong? That was amazing.

-I can't believe you showed that to him.

-Why not? What's the big deal?

Why are you here?

-I came to apologize again.

-Just go.

CHARLOTTE:
She'll forgive you.

I happen to be a girl. I know these things.

WlLL:
Yeah. Okay.

Hey, we got our first post.

"Lower your mortgage rates now."

Does spam count?

You weren't reading my lM, were you?

You mean the one from Phil

that said "love you"?

-Yeah.

-No.

Good.

He's my dad.

-And you call him Phil?

-That's his name.

Hi. I've been looking for you.

Well, you found me.

I went back up to Hunter Mountain again.

Got stuck on the exact same lift as last year.

CHARLOTTE:
No way.

BEN:
Seriously.

It seems it's not as magical

when you're by yourself.

What'd you do?

Same thing I did last year.

I cried like a little girl.

Listen, Charlotte.

I was thinking that maybe it's time for you

to give me another chance.

Look...

(CLEARlNG THROAT)

-What's this?

-This is me risking complete humiliation.

(BEN CLEARlNG THROAT)

(SlNGlNG) Say, won't you stay

We can talk about nothing at all

CHARLOTTE:
You are so corny.

Or sit here and make up the words

As we go along

They told me maybe she's crazy

A little like you

Everyone said you were nothing but trouble

And all that I know

is that I've never been here before

I don't need to pretend anymore

Strange, so strange

CHARLOTTE:
You are hilarious.

When it feels better being alone

You'll accept there is nobody else

Then set it in stone

(GIGGLlNG)

And they told me maybe she's crazy

A little like you

(CHAlR CREAKlNG)

Everyone said...

Will and I were just updating our band's

MySpace page.

You know that kid, Will Burton?

Do some recon.

Find out everything you can about him.

They'll have his records in the office.

Where he's from, where he went to school.

His guidance counselor report,

that'll have all the good stuff. All right?

Everything. And do it today.

Whoa. Yo, dude,

we don't actually work for you.

It's not like you're the Joker

and we're your henchmen.

Fine. I'll do it myself.

All right, best for last. Sa5m, Will?

Tell us who you are.

My project is Will Burton.

I'm pointing

because it's hard to tell who he is.

I was going to use photographs

for this presentation,

but then I realized, the real Will Burton

can't be captured on film.

Instead,

you need this.

Will is a reflective surface.

He mirrors back at you

whatever you want to see.

He reflects you back to you.

And it's nice for awhile.

You stop feeling lonely.

But then you realize,

he's doing that with everyone.

The only person he can't do it for

is Will.

Because he doesn't have a clue

who he is.

Okay, well, that was very creative.

And really mean. Okay, Will, you're up.

(YOUNG FOLKS PLAYlNG)

(WHlSTLlNG)

If l told you things I did before

Told you how I used to be

Would you go along with someone like me?

If you knew my story word for word

Had all of my history

Would you go along with someone like me?

And we don't care about the young folks

Talking about the young style

And we don't care about the old folks

Talking about the old style too

And we don't care about our own faults

Talking about our own style

All we care about is talking

Talking only me and you

And we don't care about the young folks

Talking about the young style

And we don't care about the old folks

Talking about the old style too

And we don't care about our own faults

Talking about our own style

All we care about is talking

Talking only me and you

Talking only me and you

(WHlSTLlNG)

WlLL:
Dear David Bowie,

sometimes it seems like things

actually work out.

(SPEAKlNG GIBBERlSH)

English, Irene. English. There is

no such thing as conversational Elvish.

(CLEARlNG THROAT)

Sorry, Dewey.

It's what they call you, isn't it?

No.

It was at your last school.

Or do you prefer "Junior"?

Do you know your buddy,

his full name is Will Burton, Jr.?

Did you know that I don't care?

Well, he told you

his dad was famous, right?

Or infamous, right, Dewey?

I mean, you still close to the old man?

You probably don't get to talk to him

much anymore, do you?

-I don't know what you're talking about.

-Well, I think you do, Dewey.

I think you do, Dewey.

Okay, that was surreal. Are you okay?

I don't... I got... I gotta...

What are you doing?

You didn't answer my texts,

and you left me alone with the monsters.

Sorry, I'm sick.

My spidey-sense tells me you're lying.

I'm thinking about changing schools.

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