Channeling Page #5

Grow up.

- Think this is gonna help us both.

- You are unbelievable!

Let her go, Conner.

Sorry Ash.

Ashleigh!

Welcome back guys, Match here,

your agent of casting,

here I am reporting inside Club Fig

in the ladies' restroom where

Ashleigh has just taken refuge

inside a stall.

It seems Conner was live

when he and Ashleigh were fornicating

Apparently he was Ashleigh's...

maiden voyage.

But...

the question remains

Was Ashleigh's cameo

on Connor's video unauthorized?

Was Ash simply trying to get her

new beau's pathetic numbers up?

Stay tuned.

Hey...

Do me a favor.

Send me a text letting

me know you're going out

and I'll make sure to

get you some coverage.

You know, sometimes I think about

why I channel myself,

and...

It's moments like this

that I still have to understand.

So many girls

have the same crappy stuff

happen to them that happen to me

and

knowing that you're watching

and that

you see things from my perspective

This makes me feel a little stronger.

Anyway,

remember this, okay?

Thanks for watching.

And start cueing up early because

tomorrow's gonna be an interesting day.

Well, Ash...

that's a record.

I told her it was a bad idea,

but she insisted, so...

I figured hey

if she wants to break off,

I'll be somewhere else.

Ok, you see this?

That's how my people are

going to watch me kick your ass.

You're really going back?

Have to.

At this point I may as well.

It has been a cool fifteen

minutes for me for sure.

What does that mean?

It means I'm gonna have

sh*t duties for a while.

Figuratively and literally.

I hate to see you in

trouble and all, but

I really am glad

you're here right now.

Really?

Because I did just beat

up your boyfriend.

He had it coming.

And besides, he likes the drama.

Give him an excuse to relapse.

Today

I let Wyatt down.

I used

his... passing

as an excuse to...

to do whatever I

wanted to do anyway

and that just sucks.

Wyatt would be disappointed if we

didn't use his death to act like idiots.

Right? You and me.

We're gonna go knock over

a liquor store, for old time's sake.

It happened.

They're headed for me.

Wow, someone's important.

Ok, well let me...

let me stall them while you slip out.

You sure?

Yeah, I'm an old pro

at this. Just use my car.

Ash...

You know...

I know.

Are you sure you're up for this?

We know you guys channel

us to see something real,

but most of the time

what you see is not true.

Something else, something less.

But tonight,

tonight we're gonna settle this.

And you

You can believe what

you're gonna see.

Spend lots of money.

Whoa, whoa whoa...

where you going?

I don't believe this.

I got Wylde. he's upstairs right now.

You know, I have no

trouble believing that

given your unbroken

chain of anecdotes, Tanner.

Move!

Tell me.

Do you fancy a wager?

Eh? Would you

Come on.

What should I give you?

Let's call it a suggestion. The teeth.

Where is he?

Dude!

- You OK?

- I'm fine.

I'm a pretty good bait.

Yeah, thanks. I hope

I don't get pink eye.

let's go, huh?

I have to go do something.

Keep your head low,

I'll catch up with you later.

Hey dad!

Hey, bud.

How's your mom?

Dylan?

Kid's not here two seconds

and already he's...

Did you hear they hurt my dad?

Dylan?

Why don't you walk

down to Tyler's house, Ok?

It's gonna be alright.

It's OK.

You put the thing around my brother

So what's your real name?

Jonah.

So, Jonah.

What are your ratings like?

Breaking in my house, scaring my kid?

Surprisingly good.

Felonies always find an audience.

Do your followers know that they're

watching an imposter?

Do your shareholders

know you're mission creep?

You see where I've been

we know what that means.

That's right.

- Aren't you in the army or something?

- Yeah.

Or something.

Thirsty?

You know when your

brother posted his best ratings?

No.

It was the night he died.

Wylde got nearly half a million followers.

And those numbers helped, but

Long after he went black

half a million people

watched the inside of

your brother's eyelids.

nothing but blood vessels

He got an ovation

We should all be so lucky.

So what?

Are you gonna kill me now?

I get it.

You loved your brother.

I guess you had to end up here.

I didn't love my brother.

I should have.

That's why I'm here.

Phone call for you.

From the States.

it's late there.

Hello, this is Sargent Maddox.

Hello, this is Wyatt Maddox.

Dude, what are you

doing calling me like this?

You realize how much

trouble I could get in?

Look, email me tomorrow

and I'll call you when I can, Ok?

Yeah, and just how

long will that take, huh?

Jesus, Wyatt, I got

responsibilities here, man.

I know, I know.

Come on, Jay, don't be mad.

I know you're glad to hear from me.

I mean, what's up?

Were you sleeping?

It's the middle of the day,

and man, I'm busy.

Oh, yeah.

An...

orphanage ain't gonna

bomb itself, right?

Nope.

I'm a medic, remember?

You leave the other

boredom to others.

Do ya?

Now, that's cool.

it's important to delegate.

Wyatt, what's this about?

Are you in trouble?

Always, little brother.

Never fail to disappoint, do I?

Well, what is it?

What'd you do now?

Oh... about six tabs of Oxyne

That's supposed to calm you.

When you take enough of it it's like being

rocked to sleep

And you can hear your

own heart snore.

it's like

A little puppy in the bed

with the clock just listening

to that ticking so he

don't think he's the

last f***ing dog on earth.

Look...

I gotta go, man.

Go home, sleep that stuff

off, and I'll call you when I can.

Got an ovation tonight, Jonah.

That's like

500,000 people all clicking

that little clap icon.

Oh, yeah? What'd that cost you?

Exactly.

And Jay...

I always wanted to

be so much like you.

Disgraceful, huh?

Wanting to be like your kid brother.

Wyatt...

that cough sounds hollow.

Are you alright?

I'm fine...

I'll be fine.

Especially with this many followers.

Sign off, little brother.

And hey Jay...

Yeah. Yeah, I'm here.

Say hi to her for me.

I think your followers are

going to be disappointed.

You're not gonna hurt me.

Not like this.

I don't think that's who you are.

You're right.

it's not who I am.

So I'm leaving it up to them.

Let's see here... oh, look at that.

Steve

from San Fran

just texted I should

order you to run

and then shoot you

in the back of the head.

Jesus. Reese in the U.K. thinks

that I should knee-cap you.

I don't know, Reese.

these are Wadcutter bullets.

They're soft slug.

they'll pulverize the bone.

You are not popular with

my demographic, Garrett.

they don't even know this is real.

Deon in Gary, Indiana

wants to see us slug it out.

- What do you say? You look like you work out.

- You don't get this, do you?

I got 'make him beg!',

Listen...

- Curb stomp hem!

- Wylde!

- Slit his throat!

- Jonah!

Talk to your customers, Garrett.

After all, I'm just a vessel, right?

Dad?

You need to go to Tyler's house.

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