Day Zero Page #4

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Number six.

It was awesome.

I can't see you doing it.

I think I'd pay f***ing money

to see you do it.

We should totally do it!

Before we go.

Right.

You guys remember

the girl from the bar?

When I was

a mumblin' stumblin' idiot?

Loser.

After all that

sh*t we did.

She think this

is going somewhere?

You know,

I'll f*** it up somehow.

Oh, I thought

you already did.

Thanks, buddy.

She know

you're leaving?

Yoo hoo!

Wait, we're getting on the boat?

Let's go.

Make the jump.

That's it.

You said this

was gonna be fun.

We're gonna have

a blast, let's go.

It's been

a while, huh?

So how's

work, buddy?

Well, I told some

client to f*** off.

I've done worse.

Like?

What do you

mean, like?

What's the worst thing

you've ever done?

Come on.

Yeah, come on.

I'm kinda curious

about that myself.

Look at you, f***.

Are you serious?

Yeah.

Alright.

I'll go if

you guys go.

Fine.

The worse thing

I ever did--

was I threatened

to kill my father.

In high school,

he was drinking

and I'm coming home with all

that sh*t.

My mom worked these shitty

f***ing jobs

sometimes two

at a time.

She worked

all night,

and this guy would

just blow all our f***ing money

on liquor, hookers.

One time I was 16,

I hear him coming

up the steps.

He's drunk.

He f***ing stinks.

He comes

through the door.

I just snapped.

I said that

"If you ever

come back,

"if you ever try

to talk to my mother again,

I'll kill you."

And the thing was,

is that, I meant it.

I did.

I wanted to kill him.

Right then.

That was it.

Haven't heard from the guy since.

I'd be proud

if I did that.

Come on.

I'm a fraud.

Sorry, you're what?

You're a frog?

I plagiarized

my book.

I was traveling

around Malaysia

after I got

my Masters.

I was working

at this farm place,

hanging out

with these guys.

Every night, these guys

would sit around the fire

and tell these stories.

It was like the Dark Ages.

Really, like all these

amazing stories.

Well, one night the guy I was

working for,

told this story

about a young boy

who went into this

volcano to save his sister.

It was the most amazing

thing I'd ever heard in my life.

So, I kinda took it.

I mean, I tweaked it

and set it in

Alaska, but--

That's where

I got the idea.

You are

a fraud.

F*** you guys!

I still have to write it!

Yes, you did.

Did the old man

get residuals?

Unbelievable.

Alright, you now what?

It's your turn.

Yeah, come on, lawyer boy,

cough it up.

No.

Cough it up.

I've never really

done anything.

Bullshit.

Tonight was a new low,

don't you think?

I'd be lying if I said I

didn't agree.

Something tells me there's a

skeleton in the closet there

that's a little

bit worse.

Alright.

Alright.

When we leave

this boat,

this conversation never happened.

Okay?

Okay.

You guys remember

Jessica Hendrix?

Yeah, Tommy's little sister.

She was cute.

I don't know if you

guys remember, but--

she was really advanced

for her age.

She always seemed

a bit older, right?

Well, one day I'm hanging out

at Tommy's house.

It was me and, uh,

four other guys.

We wanted to drink

some beer and stuff.

So we flipped for it and Tommy

loses so he's gotta get it

but the only place we know where to get

it is really far away.

So we all pitch in

and Tommy leaves.

And while

we're there,

Jessica comes home.

And one of the guys

starts playing with her,

you know, tickling her,

and saying stuff,

like, "Show us your tits"

and I'll show you mine if you show me yours."

Playing. Little stuff like that. Flirting.

And she played back.

And then he lifts

up her shirt.

Then he lifts

up her bra.

And then one of

the other guys--

got on the floor

with them.

And took her

pants off.

And she was kicking him,

and she's yelling,

but they're holding

her mouth so she can't scream.

They start yelling

to me, " F*** her, come on,

Do it, get down here! Do it!

F*** her!"

Don't f***in' tell me

you f***in' did that.

I didn't.

I didn't. I swear to God,

I didn't.

I got up out of there

and I ran!

I ran away, and--

and I left

her there.

I left her there with

those f***in' guys.

Listen, I'm

really sorry.

But I feel like I don't have

any other choices.

My father hasn't

come through.

I don't know what else

to do.

They might die

over there.

I might die

over there.

Well, we need

a little realism.

I know.

Meantime, officials here in New York,

say they are prepared to handle

the influx of protesters

coming to attend next weekend's

anti-war march.

NYPD plans to deploy twicethe normal amount

of officers to watch over the event.

Planners say they expect well more than

a million people to attend.

The war remains the hotspot area

for voters.

New poll numbers show that the war

was ranked the most important issue

by a four to one margin.

The economy was a distant second,

followed by the cost

of education.

I got drafted.

I got drafted.

Okay.

When do you leave?

I leave on--

I leave on Saturday.

That's when I leave.

I leave on Saturday.

Wait.

What?

How long have you known

about this?

Since I met you.

Jesus.

Oh.

How could you not tell me?!

What if they don't like me?

I bet the first ones to die

are the ones

that nobody likes.

And I feel like I'm one

of those guys.

How long have you been

coming to me?

I don't know.

Seven years.

I guess.

After seven years,

I think it's time we tried something new.

These will help you sleep.

You don't need a psychiatrist

and just be yourself.

Look at me.

Hey, baby.

Does Alice make you feel

all right?

What do you

want, motherf***er?

Uh--

Speak, b*tch.

Dallas, she said.

Fifty bucks,

fifteen minutes.

Alright.

Fifteen.

One motherfucking

second more,

you in

another fifty.

Come on!

Come on.

Relax, baby.

Alice is gonna

make you feel good.

Oh, sugar.

Thanks.

Night, baby.

Night.

Where you goin', b*tch?

What?

Another fifty,

motherf***er.

I was only in there for,

like, two minutes!

Hey!

F***er!

Are you okay?

Huh? You hurt?

Relax, I want you to tell me exactly

what happened.

Don't lie,

don't embellish.

Tell me exactly

what happened.

That's the guy?

I don't know.

Alright.

You ready?

What?

Just walk by me.

Oh!

No.

No, I'm staying here.

Jesus Christ.

You wanna wait here?

Please.

Wait over there.

You got a problem,

mother--?

Let's get something straight.

You like that?

A deal's a f***in'

deal, a**hole.

That was so cool!

I don't f***in'

need this sh*t.

But you wrecked that guy.

I don't f***in'

need this sh*t.

You wrecked that guy!

That was--

Listen, man!

You f***in' think I like doin' sh*t

like this?

F***in' answer me,

you think I like this sh*t?

I don't know.

Jesus Christ!

What the f*** are you doin', man?

What the f***

are you doin' with this guy?

Man, we are

f***in' leavin' soon.

This is what

you're doin'?

You don't understand.

I don't f***in' understand?

Tell me.

Man, you take a f***in' walk.

You can't leave me here!

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