Earth to Echo
1
Hey, hey, Tuck, dude.
- Okay, we're rolling.
- Okay, hold on.
B-Before you go,
look-look at my coat.
- It's cool, huh?
- What is that?
Can we do another take
with it on, though?
No.
Okay.
-(clears throat)
- TUCK:
Ready when you are.(sniffs)
Okay. How do I smell?
Or I mean, look, or you know?
Yeah, you can't smell a video.
Okay.
(clears throat)
- Ruckus, dude, you got to get out of here.
-(barks)
Hi, I'm Reginald.
I don't really get friends much,
but it's probably because
I'm a bit of...
an acquired taste.
That's what my mom says.
And I'm sure whatever school
I'm forced to go to
no one will acquire it.
So...
thanks for paving
a road over, really,
the only place I've
ever had any real friends.
Okay, we good?
- TUCK:
Uh, say your name.- I thought you knew my name.
You know what I mean;
for the video.
Dude, we've been hanging out
for years.
- Come on.
- Dude, stop fronting. Just tell the camera.
You're upset, right?
You don't want to move.
TUCK (voice-over):
I've never gone a day
without seeing my friends.
They're, like, the only people
in the world who get me.
And now it's just all over,
you know?
Good luck finding that again.
So wherever-wherever
Munch is going, man...
Look, you people listen to me,
all right?
He's-he's a really good kid.
So don't just assume
that he's weird and that's it.
And Alex,
man...
He's a foster kid.
He's been moved all over.
I mean, it's like, why do you
have to build a freeway right through?
You know, can't you just
go around or something?
You're going along
feeling like
your own person
with your own friends,
and then something
like this comes along...
...that you have
no power to stop...
...because you're just a kid.
(scoffs)
You're just a kid.
(phone rings)
Yeah, hey, man.
(sniffs)
Yeah, yeah, I'm up, I'm up.
Whoa, whoa, man, slow down.
What's the problem?
Yeah, my-my phone's good. Why?
What happened?
- Wait, what?
-(click)
(voice-over):
This is when everything
started to change.
So, being me,
I kept filming.
I'm Tuck.
What you're about to see
happened to me
and my best friends
one year ago.
This is the story
of our last week together.
-(static buzzes, crackles)
- Phones all over
our neighborhood
are freaking out.
We've done everything we could
possibly do with this phone.
We threw it at the wall,
we took it to the phone guy,
we took it to the store
where we got it from,
and they say it's a problem.
So you know it's serious.
It looks like your phone
basically barfed on the screen.
- What happened?
- I don't know.
I was just eating dinner,
and all of a sudden,
all the phones in the house
just did this.
At exactly the same time.
Dude.
- What? It's freaky.
-(phone rings)
- De hello?
- Hey, Alex.
Oh, Munch, you're outside.
MUNCH:
Get over here, over here,down the street.
TUCK:
Ask him ifhis phone barfed yet.
ALEX:
Did your phone barf yet?
- ALEX:
Cool.Keep going, and we'll meet you
in the backyard.
Okay, copy that.
I'll take swift steps.
TUCK (voice-over):
When I look back at that day,
I realize the clues
were all around us.
(chuckles)
We had no idea.
Dude, they all still work.
See? (panting)
Dude, you know if
-these phones are done.
- No, I know.
- I have 14 spares; it's okay.
-(phone chirps)
-(scoffs) I bet you do.
- Okay.
All right, anyways,
let's spread out.
- Okay.
- Alex, go by the gate.
Munch, go on the far end,
- Yeah, I got it.
-and I'll stay right here by my camera.
- Just watch out!
- Okay, okay.
Okay, it's good.
It's good...
It's good...
-(static screeching)
- Whoa, okay, it went out.
TUCK:
Whoa, whoa, it barfed!
All right, people,
if you go to Alex's house,
your phones will spew chunks
all over his screen.
My mom said the Murphys' phones
and the Churleys' changed, too.
So what do you think this is?
TUCK:
Whoa!
-(Tuck chuckles)
-(doorbell rings)
(Tuck groans)
These dudes.
-(low, indistinct radio chatter)
- Hi.
- Is that on?
- I don't know.
- Maybe.
- Oh.
We had an electrical short
over at the site,
and it may be disrupting
people's phone service,
and we're wondering
if that happened
-to anybody in this house?
- Oh, no, my phone is good.
-'Cause we're offering new phone vouchers
- Uh-huh.
In exchange for any device
in this area here
-that may be displaying
- That's weird, that's weird.
- Faulty messages or images?
- I don't know. See you.
No, listen, I...
Okay, so you-you
really don't think
this is a little bit weird?
These dudes come here
to build a freeway
-and now they want our phones?
- Well, I think it's gonna work.
No. Clean your room.
Oh, my... I'm not gonna have
a room if we don't do something.
- Right, I think...
- No, Mom, seriously.
These guys want our houses.
Maybe if we expose them
for illegal property, then...
- TUCK:
Yo!- Aw, you don't like how things are, do you?
What are you gonna do
about it, huh?
-(electronic chime)
- Dude, it's a map to the desert.
Like, what is that?
What do we do with this?
I guess most maps
are made to be followed.
Exactly.
It could go to, like,
some crazy headquarters,
and we find out
that these construction clowns
are spies
and we expose them to the world.
It's 20 miles away.
What...
No, we're not...
we're not gonna go.
No, obviously not.
Look, whatever it is,
this Saturday,
we're going to sneak
behind our parents' backs
and find out.
I'm moving Saturday.
All right, all right,
so Friday night.
Our last night together?
It doesn't have to be;
that's what I'm saying.
Like, I don't want to move,
and these clowns
are making us do it.
Maybe we can stop them.
Now, are you in?
Yeah, all right.
- All right.
-I'm in.
Munch, don't you
bail out on us now.
Dude, I'm not. Me?
No... pfft! I'm in.
Yeah! All right!
That's what I'm talking about,
that's what I'm talking
about, all right.
Bring it in.
- Oh, oops!
-Munch!
So, why would you be
organizing your ketchups?
- Because.
- Who does that?
So I can get to them easier,
and then it's more organized,
-and it's better.
- And you are my friend.
Guys, guys, it's time
to practice the big lie.
Hey, Morn, I'm spending
the night at Alex's house
so we can play
a neat, brand-new video game.
And I'm sleeping over
at Tuck's house
so we can play a new video game.
And I'm sleeping
in your mom's bed,
- Oh, my God, all right, dude.
Stop talking about
my mother, thank you.
All right,
the camera's are gonna be on
24 hours a day, nonstop.
Dude, can you stop
touching, please?
It attaches to my bike,
and it's also a pretty good way
to get footage on the fly.
Spy glasses.
I love these; I love them.
And last, camera,
but definitely not least...
What up, camcorder?
Keeping it tight.
Looking pretty good these days.
Tuck, these are the ugliest
things I've ever seen.
Dude, what? What are you...
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