Bellflower Page #4
I know. I'm sorry.
No, it's okay.
Did you actually eat there?
Yeah.
I had meat loaf.
It was good.
And you're okay?
Mm. Mm-mm.
I had diarrhea, but it's better now.
Cool. Are you f***ing serious?
Oh, my God, perv!
Did you f***ing just grab my f***ing ass?
Relax, okay? Oh, you
telling me to relax, huh?
Oh, my God.
Shut the f*** up,
f***ing f*ggot!
Go suck some f***ing dick!
Wow. That girl is feisty!
Man.
Hey, Mike, looks like
you made a friend up there, huh?
Uh-huh. Yeah. Whatever.
F***ing b*tch. My house!
I think that girl
has a crush on me.
I should probably go say hi.
Definitely.
Oh, yeah?
What will you give me if I do?
I will give you a dollar.
I will give you a dollar too.
I also will give you a dollar.
However, I don't think
it's a good idea.
Wow. Three dollars.
Do you guys know what
I could buy for three dollars?
Oh, my God.
I better go over there.
What are you gonna say?
I think I got
the perfect thing, actually.
I'm just gonna need
to get ready first.
Hey, I saw you looking
at me from across the room,
and I was looking at your jeans,
and I could tell you're packing...
a tight little p*ssy in there,
and I wanted to put it
in my mouth.
What the f***'s
your f***ing problem, man?
You talk to chicks like that
all the time, or what?
Hell, no, dude.
What, are you crazy, man?
F*** you!
Ow. Oh.
Now what, motherf***er?
Now what?
Woodrow! Woodrow!
F***! Oh!
F*** you, motherf***er!
Dude, come on!
Dude, f*** that guy!
F*** that girl, dude!
I hope that f***ing girl...
takes that guy home
and gives him f***ing Al DS.
Or at least a f***ing blow job.
Hey, you guys!
Where are you going?
To hell! And heaven!
Where you going?
Nowhere.
Aiden...
Aiden, let's go!
Don't be getting fresh with my girl!
You guys stop getting fresh!
Come on!
Ohh.
You know her friends
are a bunch of tools, right?
Seriously.
Shut up, Mike.
They're my friends too.
I don't get it.
What don't you get?
Mike, what don't you get?
# Get back in the game #
# Get back in the game #
# Don't you want rent
free from shame #
Happy birthday, sweetie.
# Never meant
to cause you pain ##
Mmm.
Mmm. Mmm.
Hey, buddy.
Mmm, hey.
Mmm.
Feeling chipper today?
Mm-hmm.
I'm surprised.
You just, like, passed out...
after beating the crap
outta some dude.
Mmm, that's right.
Oh, my God.
My f***ing head hurts so bad.
Hey.
Wait. Wait.
What?
Don't get off yet.
I already did.
I'm sorry. Is that gross?
Can you always do that?
I don't know.
It never happened before.
Wait. Here. Move like this.
Mmm.
Mmm.
Hey.
Hey.
That was really nice.
Mm-hmm.
Yeah, it was. Mm-hmm.
I don't think I ever
had sex that good before.
Shut up.
No.
Shut up.
It probably wasn't any good for you.
It probably would help
if my fingers were in your butt.
Oh, no.
Oh, my God. Good morning, Aiden.
Wow. You guys
are really close.
We can switch spots if you want.
No, no, no.
Just pretend I'm not here.
I'm gonna make breakfast.
Such a gentleman.
A fine gentleman.
Hey, there, buddy.
Hey.
Mmm. Mmm.
I had, like, a really, really
good time hanging out with you.
Me too.
I'm gonna go. I smell.
Okay.
I'll call you later.
Okay.
Hey, buddy. Hey!
I'll see you later.
Later!
You want butter
on your toast?
Yeah. Thanks.
No problem.
So, what did you guys do?
What happened?
Oh, crap, dude.
All kinds of stuff.
Yeah? Well, I wanna hear
some f***ing stories.
Okay. Um...
Oh, sh*t! I got a f***ing motorcycle.
What? Really?
Yeah.
Sweet. Where is it? I'm pretty sure
it's still sitting over at Milly's house.
Aw, dude, that sucks.
I wanna see it.
I know.
It's f***ing sweet, dude.
I actually didn't buy it.
What, did you steal it?
No. I traded my car for it.
What? Dude, you traded Speed
Biscuit for a motorcycle?
Yeah.
An apocalypse motorcycle.
Dude, that is
so f***ing awesome.
All right.
Beer and bacon,
beer and bacon.
Here you go.
Oh, wow. Thanks.
Yeah.
Do you know what
this means, dude?
Two for three.
Two for three, dude.
You finished the flamethrower.
I finished the flamethrower.
You f***ing a**hole.
You f***ing a**hole. Eat your
breakfast. We're gonna go test it.
We had to refill the liquor
reservoir on the Biscuit, like, three times.
Really?
Yeah.
Awesome.
So, basically, while you were
away, you turned into a, uh,
drunken, criminal brawler,
basically.
Yeah.
Dude, that's awesome.
How about
this little guy?
Oh, nice. Oh.
Sweet.
I should've called or something
while I was gone, huh?
Dude, don't even worry about it. I'm
not your mom, I'm your best friend.
Okay. Good.
Cool.
Now let's get that f***ing
Medusa on your back.
I'm so psyched to test this.
Okay!
Ready?
The pilot is lit.
There we go.
Okay.
All right.
All right.
Here we go.
Wait. What if it
blows up or something?
Then we're gonna be on fire.
Okay.
Do we have safety stuff?
Oh, dude. I totally forgot.
Here you go, commander.
Oh, perfect.
I feel much better now.
All right.
Here it goes.
Holy crap!
Mother Medusa!
Mother Medusa!
#Give her a dollar #
#For every word I spoke today #
#Have at least
a couple dollars to my name #
# Was amazing
the way drunk I get #
#Shake the embers from
my hands and my brain #
#Do I love you enough #
# To get me through another day #
#Do I love you enough #
# To pretend I'm okay #
#If I had a million people
laughin'at us ##
Did you cut your hair again?
Babes, I'm freaking out.
What? What? I don't like my facial hair.
It looks good.
Does it?
Yes. It's fine.
I feel stupid.
No.
Just leave it.
Okay. Oh.
I can't find my belt.
It's f***ing trashed in here.
What is all this nonsense?
What is this?
It's a jewelry box.
But where
did it come from?
My mom gave it to me.
And it's here?
L... I don't know.
I don't know why it's here.
All right. Well.
When are you coming back?
Um, tomorrow night.
You have to leave right now?
Yeah.
So we have
the whole day tomorrow.
Okay.
Aaah! Aaah! Aaah!
Oh, what's this?
Mmm.
Do you know what you're
gonna do tonight?
No. I don't know.
Do you think that
you're gonna go out?
Maybe.
Are you gonna come home?
Yes.
Will you call me
before you go to bed?
Yes.
Okay.
Who called?
Courtney.
What?
I'm sorry. I'm gonna get going.
All right.
Okay.
I love you.
Hey, dude.
I thought you disappeared.
Hey.
You want a beer?
Thanks.
What's up?
Nothing.
Just been sitting here
working on a drawing...
when I realized I hadn't
even left the house in a week.
I told Milly I wasn't coming back
until tomorrow.
I bet that went over really well.
F***.
You wanna start
looking for the car?
No. F*** the car.
Dude, f*** the gang.
F*** everything right now.
F***!
I'm going to bed, dude.
Babe! F***!
What? What?
Get off! Get off!
Babe!
Oh, f***!
Goddamn!
F***ing Woodrow.
Get your clothes on.
Babe...
Why are you doing this?
Babe, you weren't supposed
to be here.
F*** that! I left a f***ing
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