Earth to Echo Page #3

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We followed a map

out in the middle of nowhere.

MUNCH:
It might be, like,

a CIA prison.

TUCK (voice-over):

We were miles from home.

(boys talking indistinctly)

No one in the world knew it.

No one said it...

but we were scared.

ALEX:
We haven't seen

a car in, like, half an hour.

TUCK (voice-over):

We were on our own.

MUNCH:

This-this is the way, right?

You have the map, right?

- Can I see the map?

- ALEX:
Left.

MUNCH:

Left? Are you sure?

Because right looks

a little bit more promising.

-(coyotes howling, yipping)

- Did you guys hear that?

ALEX:

Just a couple more miles.

(steady electronic pulsing)

TUCK:
Hold on.

What is that?

It's the map.

TUCK:

Are we close?

MUNCH:
I never understood

why people like the outdoors.

TUCK:

Will you stop freaking out?

(electronic pulsing continues)

Yo, this is too steep, man.

Let's go, man.

(electronic pulsing continues)

MUNCH:
We're getting pretty far

from the road, guys.

ALEX:

Almost there.

(electronic pulsing slows)

TUCK:

Is it this thing?

(sighs)

(electronic trilling,

then static crackling)

ALEX:

I don't think so.

(electronic pulsing

and trilling stop)

TUCK:

Wait, what was that?

- ALEX:
I don't know.

- Well, hold on.

What'd you see, dude?

-(pulsing resumes)

- TUCK:
Over here!

ALEX:
We're almost there.

Come on.

(electronic pulsing stops)

MUNCH:

Oh.

TUCK:

What?

TUCK:

What do you think it is?

How would I know?

TUCK:

Why does it look all burnt?

MUNCH:

Hey, just be careful.

- Careful!

- Yeah, don't touch that thing. Could be...

MUNCH:

C-Could be...

I don't know, I don't know.

A part of a satellite?

TUCK:
All right, all right,

um, Munch, film me while I'm...

-while I'm touching this thing.

- Yeah, yeah, absolutely.

Let me try it. Thank you.

It's dusty.

It's a piece of crap.

MUNCH:

What?

Forget about it.

Just turn off the camera.

MUNCH:
Well, it's not

a national treasure,

but it could be used

for something.

(Tuck scoffs)

It's crap.

What happened to filming

'cause it's our last night, huh?

Um, in case

you haven't noticed, obviously,

the map led to squat.

ALEX:
Got it.

So all you cared about

was getting your stupid

hits on your stupid video?

- Dude, why don't you just...

- MUNCH:
Whoa, guys, guys, guys.

Come on!

I know we're all frustrated...

-(phone ringing, gasps)

-it's Alex's mom.

- TUCK:
Are you serious?

- ALEX:
Um, it'll be fine.

Just, um, be Betty, okay?

- Oh, man.

- MUNCH:
Oh, crap.

Yo, I thought I could

do this, but I can't.

Maybe you can answer it.

She just likes to

check up on things, okay?

All right. (gasps)

WOMAN".

Betty, are you there'?

(whispering):

Go.

This is Betty.

WOMAN:
I was thinking

maybe I could bring over

some pizzas?

TUCK:

Dude, go.

No, no, no, no, no.

No, no, no. No coming over.

- Just hang up.

- No way.

No, it's really no trouble.

We have a coupon.

- I said no! No pizzas!

- What?

- No, uh...

- TUCK:
Don't yell at her, man.

Maybe you and your husband

should go to bed.

TUCK:

Stop saying words!

ALEX'S MOM:

Are you sure everything's okay?

Have a good night.

Go to sleep.

(line disconnects, beeps)

(chuckles)

That could've gone better.

TUCK:

That was horrible.

"Your husband

should go to sleep"?

Was that really

something smart to say?

Munch.

Don't look at me

like I'm a hoarder.

That's rude.

(distant voices)

ALEX (whispering):

Who are they?

MUNCH:
I don't...

I don't know.

MAN (over radio): I'm picking up

some spikes in the readings...

ALEX:

Get down, get down.

Turn your flashlight off, dummy.

Let's go.

MUNCH:

Why would they be out this far?

TUCK:

Who cares?

The night's blown.

(static crackles)

- Aah! Whoa, whoa, whoa!

- Whoa, whoa.

(panfing)

ALEX:

Munch? (chuckles)

- You're a character.

- There's something in there!

ALEX:

What?

TUCK:
Dude, are you

kidding me right now?

MUNCH:

Something is in that bag.

It-it touched me.

TUCK:

Go check.

MUNCH:

Be-be careful.

(harsh screeching)

- TUCK:
What?

- Did it poke you, too?

TUCK:
What, dude?

Say something!

What did you see?

There-There's something

in there.

Yeah, a bunch of crap

Munch brought.

(chuckles)

- You guys are funny.

- All I know is it beeped.

You know, why don't you go

in there and just see.

TUCK:
Beeped?

What are you talking about?

Babies.

I'll do it myself.

Dang, how much stuff do you have

in your bag, dude?

Geez.

Oh, boy, are you guys

talking about this?

It's garbage.

It's nothing.

What are you talking about,

you heard something?

It made a noise.

Hey, hey, do something!

See, it's not doing anything.

What are you talking about?

Beep.

(snarling, snapping)

(Tuck laughs)

Do that again,

do that again.

Do what again?

Do what you just did.

- Beep.

-(snarling, snapping)

Whoa, hold on.

Let me...

Let me try this for myself.

Beep.

Beep?

Why is it making noise

only for you and not me?

Make it beep again.

Beep.

-(clank, hissing)

- Whoa!

MUNCH:

This is it! It's a bomb!

(fading into distance):

No, no, oh, God, no!

No, no, no!

(chittering)

ALEX:
Guys, I think...

I think it might have defused.

I don't know.

TUCK:

Man, nothing's happening.

All right, hold on, hold on.

I got an idea.

MUNCH:

Tuck!

What?

MUNCH:

Okay, it didn't do anything,

but j-just don't do it again.

Are you insane, Tuck?!

Are you sure you guys know

what you're doing?

TUCK:

Yes, trust me.

When it's a bomb,

you have to act quick.

I seen it on some TV show

or some movie or something.

- ALEX:
Saw what?

- Check it out.

MUNCH:

What are you doing?!

Disarming it.

MUNCH:

Are you crazy?!

It's a bomb; that's what

you're supposed to do.

That's not what you do

with a bomb!

Are you insane?!

-(electronic chirp, pinging)

- What was that?

It's not my phone.

It's the thing,

whatever that is.

- What are you talking about?

-It's that.

That's what just

made that noise.

(electronic pinging)

I, uh... It, like,

imitated my ringtone.

TUCK:
This is what

made our phones barf?

(electronic chittering)

ALEX:

Did you hear that?

-(static crackles)

- ALL:
Whoa, whoa.

All right, so, a couple

of seconds ago,

our phones went crazy.

Bananas, insane.

I don't know

what to call it. Look.

You see that?

It's a new map,

but on my phone this time.

To me?

All right, him, or...

Dude, Munch's phone got

all weird hieroglyphics

and, ugh, I don't even

know what that is.

Alex's phone, it just

turned on by itself

and started filming.

We can't even turn them off.

Oh, don't try to act

like it's not cool.

That is weird.

ALEX:

It's showing us where we are.

MUNCH:
And you don't

find that creepy?

What do you think that is?

You think that's a road?

We should follow the map.

MUNCH:

How about no.

TUCK:

How about yes?

We wanted

a last night together,

so what do you call this?

A trap?

MUNCH:
Didn't you guys see

the "No Trespassing" sign?

TUCK:

Oops. I didn't see anything.

(electronic tone

pulsing, stuttering)

This is where

the map says to go.

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