Earth to Echo Page #2

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what are you talking about?

Those are... They're sweet.

- The camera's undetectable,

- Wow.

- And the ladies love them.

- Prove it.

Prove it?

(scoffs)

This guy, all right?

Give me my glasses, man.

Those are stealth.

Now I'm gonna prove

to you guys

spy glasses get you girls.

MUNCH:
Oh, my gosh,

he's going over there.

- I can't see who he's talking to.

- Shut up, Munch.

TUCK:

Uh, hi, uh...

Hey, um, Em-Emma, right?

Emma?

I was just...

(Tuck sputters)

Okay, uh, can I borrow

a piece of paper, please?

MUNCH:

He has something.

- I can't see who he got it from.

- We're about to see right now.

Look, look, look, look.

He has a paper.

ALEX:

You did not get her number.

Totally got her number.

Right there.

You doubted me,

and my spy glasses worked.

You, too, you're a sellout.

No, uh-uh, you didn't

get Emma's number.

Yes, I did.

Mannequin Girl?

(Alex laughs)

What kind of name is that?

What? That's what I call her.

I think mannequins are hot.

-(school bell ringing)

- TUCK:
I'll leave my house at 6:00.

15 minutes later,

I pick up Alex.

- Munch, we'll get you at 6:30.

- Yeah.

Okay? Tonight,

we're no longer boys.

We're men.

(grunts)

- TUCK:
Dude, what the...?

- I didn't see you, man.

(Tuck sighs)

ALEX:
Tuck, you all right?

Let's go.

TUCK (voice-over):

Our whole lives

we've been nobodies.

Invisible.

The good kids.

(chuckles)

Not anymore.

(indistinct conversation)

All right, Ma.

I'm leaving.

Spending the night

at Alex's house

so we can play

a new video game.

Have whatever you want, honey.

-(conversation continues)

-(Tuck sighs)

You know what,

I lied, actually.

We're gonna ride our

bikes out into the desert

at night alone.

Without supervision.

We got that;

we're going to state.

Okay, see you then, sweetie.

- We could go.

- Also rob a bank.

- All the way. State.

- What?

TUCK:
Go to Mexico.

Maybe even start a new life.

- Right, I know.

- Wrestling!

TUCK'S MOM:
You're trying

to act like I don't know

what I'm talking about.

(conversation and laughter

continue)

What's up, Stumpy?

Yo, man, I told you

to stop to calling me that.

You know what, man, look,

my girl's throwing

this huge party later tonight,

if you want to come by.

(engine starts)

You serious?

Yes, I'm serious.

Because not a lady in the world

can resist

a natty old BMX bike.

What's the zero to 6O

on that bad boy, huh?

Two, three days?

(tires squealing,

engine rumbling)

(humming)

Come on, come on, dude,

you ready?

Let's go.

(laughs)

I can't even tell a difference.

This looks exactly the way

it looked before you packed.

All your stuff fitting

in one box?

What are you,

a drifter?

Who told you?

Look, all I'm saying is,

when you get to your

new house, put a poster up,

put some shelves on the wall,

frame a photo.

Look, there's a painting

right there.

Put something on a shelf...

That's not a painting.

That looks like somebody

just took

a bunch of dirt, smudged it

and called it art.

I'm going to Munch's house

to play a video game, all right?

- Okay.

- Yeah, sure, buddy.

- Bye, Dylan.

- Have fun with your friends.

- Hey, hey, Tuck.

- TUCK:
How are you?

Uh, good luck with the

move to New York, buddy.

- Maybe we'll come see you.

- All right, cool.

The moving truck

is coming at 10:
00.

Make sure you're back, okay?

TUCK:

I-l don't get it.

If your foster parents already

have a baby of their own,

why do they need you?

There's no sense

in having two babies.

- Shut up, dude.

- One baby cries all the time,

the other one listens

to indie rock.

Let's go.

-(Alex whooping)

-(Tuck humming)

ALEX:

Yeow!

WOMAN:
Guys, would you

please help my son

with his room,

before I go crazy?

- Yeah, yeah, sure.

- I don't think he's started...

Honey, have you even started

packing your room?

MUNCH:
I told you

a thousand times,

I'm alphabetizing!

(Alex chuckles)

TUCK:
Yo, let's scare him,

let's scare him.

Shh.

(door creaks)

(video playing indistinctly)

MAN (on video):
...they're

exible, they're "dynamical,"

they can be curved,

they can bend,

and this opens up

a whole new universe

of possibilities,

and one of the possibilities

is that there can be shortcuts

through space and through time.

So that's really just

what a Wormhole is.

It's taking advantage...

(boys whispering

indistinctly)

(screaming)

What are you... Aah!

- Why don't you stop doing that?!

- I'm sorry!

You guys are gonna give me

a heart attack one day.

- I'm sorry.

- Turn that off, dude.

(muttering)

-(beeping)

- I created a substation

for each of our parents' phones

that's wired to the router,

which is wired

to the transmitter,

which transmits

to the receiver, which is...

-my phone.

- TUCK:
Okay, so basically,

no matter who our parents call,

it goes to your phone.

Yeah. My mom's

friends always say

that I sound just like

my mom, you know,

-when I pick up the phone...

- Yeah.

So I figured,

I can be Betty.

(computers and gadgets

beeping)

ALEX:

Bye, Betty. Thank you.

Um, I'm going to Alex's...

or Munch's... or Tuck's house,

and we're gonna play

a video game and sleep over.

BETTY:

Wait, what's all that stuff?

Honey?

(sighs)

ALEX:
Good job, Munch.

You did it.

TUCK:

Here we come.

17.6 miles.

(Tuck humming happily)

Going to the desert... a'

Munch, what are you doing?

Guys, guys, just hold

on, hold on, hold on.

- Dude...

- I'm not backing out or anything,

- He wants to quit right when we

-...just-just hear me out.

- Been waiting for this forever.

- Dude, listen, come on, okay.

This is crazy what we're doing.

Dude, I don't want

to punk out

or back out or anything--

it's just, my mom, you know,

she just got divorced.

- Munch...

- She's already had

enough guys lying to her.

If you didn't want to come,

then why didn't you tell us earlier?

TUCK:
You do understand this is

our last night together.

Yeah, I know, I know.

Look, Munch, if we don't

go now, we'll never go.

We won't even be here.

This is our last chance

to try and do something.

Even-even if it is stupid.

- Yeah.

- You know what,

I say we put a vote to it.

All in favor raise your hand.

Well, now I have

to raise my hand.

Munch, just...

Fine, fine.

Okay, whatever.

I'll go.

But only under one condition.

- TUCK:
I call the black!

- ALEX:
Mine! No, no, give it!

MUNCH:
It's so weird,

no one's gonna be

in these houses next week.

ALEX:

Dude, you're so full of it.

- When did you kiss her?

- TUCK:
Dude, trust me.

After pre-algebra,

she pulled me into the bathroom.

Wait, wait, wait, wait--

Mannequin Girl?

- TUCK:
Yeah!

- Was she good at it?

TUCK:

Uh, eh, B minus.

You know, I've kissed better

in better locations.

No, how do I know

you're not lying?

TUCK:
Trust me. I don't even

have to reply to you.

- You're last!

- MUNCH:
Hey, you got a head start!

That's not fair!

TUCK:
Oh, so what,

there's a Wing Stop?

I never been to a Wing Stop.

(birds squawking)

TUCK (voice-over):

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