Butterfly Effect: The Creative Process Page #3

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Remember, uh...

that day at the junkyard

when we were kids?

I was just hoping that you

could help me remember.

Like, just any details about it or...

I couldn't cut the rope.

Yeah...

that's good. Um...

anything else?

'Drop it or I'll slit

your mother's throat in her sleep! '

Uh...

Jesus Christ.

It really happened.

Wow, uh...

Wow, Lenny, l...

'Make one peep

and I swear it'll be

your last, motherf***er.'

'The last thing I remember

before the blackout

was holding my hands

over Kayleigh's ears.

I think I was more

focused on her hands

on mine

than on the mailbox...

across the street.'

Maybe it went out,

should someone check it?

Yeah, you do that, Lenny.

You make one peep and I swear

it'll be your last, motherf***er.

Ugh!

F***!

What's this?

Huh? What's this?

Want to get the mail?

How's my sweet girl?

How's my sweet girl?

You need a change,

don't you, honey?

You wanna open it?

You wanna open it?

- Oh my God!

- Holy sh*t!

Run!

F***, Lenny, come on!

Lenny, come on!

Come on, Lenny, let's go!

No, baby. That's my finger

in your arse.

Christ, man.

F***in' brutal!

What the...?

- Hello.

- Hello. Who is this?

Mrs Kagan, um,

it's Evan... Treborn.

I hope you know

how much you upset Lenny.

Yeah, I'm... look,

I'm really sorry about that.

It took me over an hour

to clean up the mess you made.

Can I just talk to Lenny?

Don't call here.

Mum.

I can't help it.

I'm just so proud of you.

Hey, did... did Dad...

Did Jason get good grades?

Please, he got straight As

without ever touching a book.

It was the one area

his memory never failed him.

Did he ever say that he, like...

figured out a way to recall

his lost memories

like years after he blacked them out

in the first place?

- Why do you ask?

- No, I just figured with him being

you know, such a brain and all

it's like, you would think

that he would figure out

a way to remember

stuff that he forgot.

Well, when he was your age...

almost exactly your age

come to think of it,

he said he figured out

a way to remember his past.

I couldn't tell

if they were real memories

or just his imagination.

Then, just before

it got so bad, he...

had to be institutionalised,

he said he could...

What?

What?

What... what did he do?

Forget it.

It's nothing.

He was far too sick by then.

'I never wanted to be

in the movie, anyway.

I was cold, so I wanted

to wear my clothes.

Mr Miller took my shirt off.'

What the f*** are you doing?

Shhh, I need quiet for this.

Are you stupid or what, man?

Maybe there's a reason

you repressed the day

some pervert had you

in your tighty whities.

I'd think twice

about what you're doing.

You could wake up a lot more

f***ed up than you are now.

- More f***ed up than I already am?

- No, l...

You think you know me?

I don't know me!

Whoa!

I'm sorry.

No, it's my fault.

Can we get through

one damn day

without you

breaking something?

Hey.

Evan.

Oh my God.

It's been a long time.

How you been?

Same old, same old,

you know?

No, I don't know.

Fill me in.

Uhh, well...

I'm going to State now.

It's going good.

My Mum's good.

- I don't know.

- You want a smoke?

- No, not since we were kids.

- No?

I've quit like 100 times.

- Are you walking home?

- Uh-huh.

- Can I walk you?

- Sure.

- Oh my God.

- So...

how's Tommy?

Well, they kept him

in juvie for a few years,

but now he's working

over at Dale's Auto Body.

That's good.

Still living with your dad?

No.

I emancipated myself at 15.

Must've taken a lot of courage.

Not if you remember my dad.

Well, couldn't you have just

moved in with your mum?

No, she had a new family.

Wasn't enough room.

Whatever.

Well look, the reason

I came back to town

was to talk to you.

To me? Why?

Well...

remember when we were kids

and I used to have

those blackouts?

Yeah, of course.

Well, some of those memories

have been coming back to me.

And I just...

I wanted to talk to you

about one of them in particular.

Well, I'll try to remember.

When we were kids, uh...

your dad was making a movie

about Robin Hood... something.

What do you want

to know, Evan?!

Is... did he...

What happened

in the basement?

Look, it was a long time ago.

I know.

Is that why you came

all the way back here?

To ask a lot of stupid questions

about Robin Hood?

No, l...

I just think that something really bad

might have happened.

Is there a point

to any of this?

Look, whatever happened

it wasn't our fault.

We were kids. I mean, there was nothing

that we could do to deserve...

Just shut up, Evan!

You're wasting your breath.

You can't hate yourself 'cause

your dad's a twisted freak.

Who are you trying

to convince, Evan?

You come all the way back here

to stir up my sh*t

just because you have

a bad memory?

What, do you want me to just cry

on your shoulder

and tell you everything's

all better now?

Well, f*** you, Evan!

Nothing's all better, okay?

Nothing ever gets better.

You know, if I was

so wonderful, Evan,

why didn't you call me?

Why did you just

leave me here to rot?

When he was your age... almost exactly

your age, come to think of it...

he said he figured out a way

to remember his past.

Some dude left

a message for you.

You can smell that all the way

to the bathroom.

Hi, Evan, this is Professor Carter.

I just wondered why you didn't

hand in your essay this afternoon.

I was a bit concerned.

Call me to schedule a make-up.

What'd you say

to my sister, motherf***er?

Last night she cried on the phone

for over an hour to me.

She said you came

and saw her last night.

She...

she f***ing

killed herself tonight.

She's dead...

and so are you!

'If the scar on my stomach

didn't just come out of nowhere,

maybe my father wasn't

as crazy as everyone thought.

If I can make scars, do I have

the power to heal them?

What about Kayleigh's scars? '

'I never wanted

to be in the movie, anyway.

It was cold, so I wanted

to wear my clothes.

But Mr Miller took my shirt off.'

I've got an idea.

Let's go down to the basement.

It'll look more like

a dungeon down there.

A little light here.

Huh?

Hey, now what did I tell you

about keeping that door shut?

But I wanna see.

You're going to see the back of my fist

in about two seconds

if you don't do what I tell you.

Now, in this part of the story,

Robin Hood has just

married Maid Marian

and they have to kiss and stuff,

like the grown-ups do.

So, take off

your clothes, Kayleigh.

Come on, just like

when we take a bath.

Don't make a big deal out of it.

You too, Evan.

Come on, let's go. Let's go.

We're making a movie here.

Put your hands on your ears.

What time is it?

It's time for you to do

what I tell you to do.

Wrong answer, fuckbag!

This is the very moment

of your reckoning.

In the next 30 seconds, you're going

to open up one of two doors.

The first door will forever

traumatise your own flesh and blood.

What... what's happening?

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