Butterfly Effect: The Creative Process Page #5

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What was it you said?

I think I believe it was, 'sick f***'!

Don't! Tommy!

Stop!

Stop!

Stop! Oh my God!

Stop!

Oh my God!

Oh!

No, Evan!

Stop!

Stop it!

- You're gonna kill him!

- He's a f***in' maniac!

Don't do this,

I'm begging you!

You ruined Lenny's life!

You killed Crockett!

You killed

that woman and her baby!

Now you're trying to kill me.

Just tryin' to f***ing kill me!

Oh my God!

Oh my God,

what did you do?

Oh my God!

You right there, f*ggot!

First time?

Yeah.

You'd better not

b*tch up, man.

You'll wind up someone's

luggage that way.

Can you protect me?

Jesus himself

couldn't make me stand up

against the brotherhood.

Look, man...

when they come,

you go someplace else

in your head, man.

Be somewhere else.

Back your arse up.

Yo, gimme that.

I spoke to your lawyer.

And he says he's sure

he can get you off

on self-defence.

So if you're just patient...

Mum...

How long am I gonna

be in here?

I don't know.

These things take time.

What about the journals?

Did you bring the ones

I asked you to bring?

I found these two.

The others are still in storage.

Mum! L...

I need them all,

all of them.

And I'm going

to get them to you,

but right now, you need

to concentrate on the case.

Please.

Alright.

You're right.

What about Kayleigh?

Is she alright?

Try to tell her I'm sorry.

Time's up.

I'm not going

to lose you, kiddo.

Promise me you'll hang on.

Sh*t on my dick

or blood on my knife.

They're mine...

Come on!

Back the f*** off!

Show's over, ladies!

Put this maggot

back in his cell.

Move it!

Come on, let's go!

We'll be seeing you

later on tonight, little sister.

Let's go, let's go, let's go!

Come on, Reese.

You're religious, Carlos,

you believe in that whole bit,

the Lord works

in mysterious ways?

Straight up, man.

'Cause I think Jesus sent me

to your cell for a reason.

For you to help me.

Sh*t.

I knew you were crazy, man.

I ain't bullshitting you.

Jesus speaks to me

in my dreams.

Oh, yeah?

That's cool. Great.

A pack of smokes says

I can prove it to you.

When I'm out, I need you to watch

my hands and face closely.

You need to see

the prison shrink, man.

Just tell me if you see

anything just... weird.

Weirder than this?

It could be marks.

It could be scars.

It could be anything,

I don't know.

'On Wednesday, I got in trouble

for a drawing I didn't do.

Mummy won't let me see it.

Hey, no monkey business, Evan.

Sit down and finish your drawing.

That's great, everyone.

Just imagine

what you want to be.

There's no limits.

Oh, Mrs Boswell.

Sweet Jesus, it's a miracle!

Look, it's stigmata, man!

What'd you see?

What'd it look like?

The signs of the Lord, man.

They just come out of nowhere.

Man, I thought you were...

I though you were

f***ing crazy, man.

So now you believe me.

Straight up, man.

Wanna make a deal?

Alright, look. I'm new here,

but I think I get

how things work.

You either join a gang

or you're dead.

Well, I sure as f*** ain't joining up with no

spics or n*ggers.

And I don't want to die.

So...

what do I gotta do?

I'm the new guy.

I've got to work my way up, so...

should I...

suck your dick now...

or...

Is your blood pure?

Well, I ain't no f***ing kike,

if that's what you're asking me.

Well then, let's see

what you got, honey.

Watch the f***ing teeth

or you'll be leaving without 'em.

Yes, Sir.

Come to daddy.

Carlos!

'We took the woods

behind the junkyard

just to make sure we wouldn't

bump into Tommy!

We hadn't seen

the smoke yet.'

Hold 'em. Hold 'em.

'We took the woods

behind the junkyard

just to make sure we wouldn't

bump into Tommy.

We hadn't seen

the smoke yet.'

Rot in hell,

you f***ing animals!

Wait, before we...

we need something

that could open the sack.

I want you to take this, Lenny.

Today's your day of atonement.

I know how guilty you feel

about that woman and her baby.

Evan, stop it.

It's not the time.

Now's the only time! Today you get

a chance to redeem yourself,

to start all over with a clean slate.

- What are you talking about?

- Evan, you're acting crazy.

Please, if you've ever trusted me before,

trust me on this one.

Cut the rope.

Come on.

- Listen to me good, Evan.

- I'll do whatever you want.

You don't want me to see

Kayleigh ever again, fine.

Just let Crockett go.

Besides, if you kill him now,

they'll stick you

in juvie for sure.

And I know you'd never leave

your sister alone with your father.

Lenny, no!

Oh God.

Oh God, Lenny.

I said cut the rope.

It's all backwards.

Ah! Ah! Ah!

Evan...

What the f***?

Lenny, no!

Want a ride?

Lenny!

Somebody call 911!

Evan! Evan!

F***! Evan!

Hey, doc.

What's the damage?

- How much time do I got?

- Cute, Evan.

It's a little complicated. I haven't seen

results like these before.

Not even with my father?

Well, actually, they didn't

have these tests 20 years ago.

So, what did you find?

We're finding most of

the haemorrhaging is coming from here,

the outer layer

of the cerebral cortex.

That's where

the memories are stored.

- Thank you, Evan.

- Uh-huh.

I've never seen

anything like it.

We compared these

to the ones taken last year.

We found severe haemorrhaging

and massive neural reconstruction.

What does that mean for Evan?

What he's saying, Mum,

is that I've jammed

into my head in the last year.

It's overload city. I've completely

reprogrammed my brain.

- That about the gist of it, doc?

- Yeah.

Alright, I'm going

to go wait in the car.

The light in here is kind

of bugging my eyes, so...

It was good seeing you, doc.

It really was.

It was very... very informative.

But, you know,

I got people to see

and things to read.

Alright, see ya.

Hey.

It's me...

Evan.

Can I get you anything?

What about...

what about some of those

model airplanes you like, huh?

I bet I can get a shitload

of those model airplanes up in here.

Lenny.

You knew the whole time,

didn't you?

When you put that shard

in my hand...

you knew something big

was going to happen.

Didn't you?

Yeah...

- I knew.

- Then you should be where I am.

You should be

where I am.

'Today I get to meet my father.

His name is Jason...

and he's crazy.

I hope he let's me

call him "Dad."'

You okay?

'Cause you look like

you went somewhere else

there for a second.

Look, Jason, I need some

fast answers from you

if I'm ever gonna fix

what I've done.

I was praying this curse

would have ended with me.

Yeah, but it didn't.

So now I need information

to make things right again

and you're the only one

that can give it to me.

There is no right.

You can't change who people are

without destroying who they were.

Who says you can't

make things better?

You can't play God, son.

It must end with me.

Just by being here you may

be killing your mother.

That's bullshit, you know?

I'll send you a postcard when

I made everything perfect again.

Ahh! No, no!

Just get out, did ya?

Hmm?

Oh, nothing, just that my brother

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