Goat Page #2

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-Hi. How you been?

-You look good.

You all right?

Hey, man.

How are you?

-How you been?

-Good.

-Good to see you.

-You too, man.

-Brought the beer.

-Here you go.

Welcome, Lands.

-Thanks, man.

-Say hello, everybody.

Brett? Brett!

Come over here,

you f***ing a**hole.

Couple of

my brothers here.

Yeah, good to meet you.

Whoo!

[general chatter]

So where you been

all summer?

Just had some sh*t

I had to deal with

back home.

Yo, Brad got f***ing

rolled up on

by some white trash

f***ing rednecks, man.

Those townie dudes

in Dawson are no joke, man.

They know they got

nothing to lose.

These motherfuckers are

literally on their way

to jail,

and they figure sh*t they

can put you in the hospital

at the same time is better.

So what happened?

They beat my ass,

stole my car.

I'm just saying, man,

you creep up on a dude

like that behind his back,

you're straight p*ssy, man.

I'll say this, though.

My boy Brad knows

how to take

a f***ing punch, man.

Unlike some of us.

Oh! What...

Why are you

flinching, Baity?

F*** you.

[laughter]

You piece of sh*t.

Baity, why are

you flinching?

[Baity]

I hate all of you.

[laughter]

[music playing in distance]

-Hey.

-Hey.

Do you mind if I sit?

No, no. Please.

Got some towel.

-[laughs]

-Towel here.

I'm really glad

you came.

Me, too.

Yeah.

How are you?

I'm good.

Yeah, they found a fracture

in my jaw, though.

I mean, I remember

when it happened.

'Cause I could hear it,

you know...

I mean,

this guy's fist

just like...

kept slamming

into my face.

But I remember...

I remember I was

thinking of you.

What do you mean?

Just your last memory

of me was me

abandoning you

at a party.

-And--

-No!

No, you did not

abandon me...

...at all. No.

Seriously.

[Brett] Yo, B.

You seen my keys?

Oh, sh*t.

Sorry.

I'm gonna go get

another beer, actually.

Okay. Yeah, yeah.

Cool.

Can of beer.

All right.

I thought you said

she had

a f***ing boyfriend, bro?

[laughs]

Shh.

You're so drunk

right now, aren't you?

Can you just get me

another f***ing drink?

[laughs] You...

Just keep

your voice down.

Why don't you

drive this one.

It's probably a good

idea, buddy.

Probably take a nap

or something

like that?

Yeah. [clears throat]

Easy with

the f***ing mirror, bro.

[Brett] It's all good, man.

We're good.

Yeah, I don't have

the keys, bro.

I got it. I got it.

'Cause you had them.

Yeah, here. Right there.

Oh, hold on a sec.

-Do you have them?

-Yeah, I got 'em.

All right.

Okay.

-Brett? Hey.

-Yeah?

Do you think

I'm a p*ssy?

You're drunk, dude.

Hey, hey.

I don't know why

I didn't fight back.

Okay? I don't know.

I don't know.

-Okay.

-Okay?

You know, like...

If I had to do it again...

All right.

I'm just gonna...

-Can you get this?

-Okay.

There we go.

I kissed her, you know.

I know. I saw you.

Don't try to kiss me.

I won't kiss you.

[laughs]

Just get in the car

Be good.

I'm good.

Everything's good.

[car door shuts]

-That is why

you wear glasses.

-Shut up.

I don't know if you remember

this, I didn't look at

the f***ing sun.

F*** you. What,

did you close your eyes?

I wouldn't

be surprised, man.

Dumbest game ever.

Could you throw me

my hoodie, dude?

When are you

driving back?

Uh, next Sunday.

I've been thinking, man.

I, uh...

I think I'm gonna go.

Go where?

Like, I think I'm gonna

start school on time.

Brad, that's f***ing awesome.

Yeah?

That's amazing.

[chuckles]

-Thank you. Thanks, man.

-Yeah.

[sombre instrumental music]

-You good?

-Yeah, I got it.

Six...

Four.

Oh, dude. This room is

way f***ing bigger than

I thought it was gonna be.

It's not bad.

That's a pretty sweet TV.

Yeah. Good to go.

Hey, what's up, man?

Uh, one of you Brad?

I'm your roommate.

Will Fitchley.

But people call me Fitch.

Right on, dude.

I'm Brad Land.

It's really good to meet you.

This is my brother, Brett.

What's up, man.

Sh*t, dude.

Are you in Phi Sig?

I am. Yeah.

Oh, dude,

that's awesome.

Uh, so what's up

with Rush?

Can anybody

come out, or...

Yeah, of course.

Yeah. We're actually

got a party on Saturday.

You should come out.

Brad's coming.

Yeah. I will

totally be there.

That sounds

awesome, man.

All right. Cool.

Oh, we got some

more stuff--

Yeah, we got some

more boxes, man.

-Good to meet you, bro.

-Yeah, dude.

I'll see you in

a second though, man.

It's good to meet you, Will.

Yeah, good to

meet you, too.

[techno music playing]

[people chatting]

[music thumping]

[rap music playing]

[techno music playing]

[all cheering]

[Brett]

Hey, what did I tell you.

It's good, right?

It's just f***ing chill.

Brett. Brett.

It's f***ing awesome, dude.

Seriously.

These are some of the best

dudes we'll ever f***ing know.

Like, I mean that.

I get it.

I got you.

I'm excited.

I'm excited you're here.

Okay. good.

What's up, motherfuckers?

[boy]

Yo, who's this f***ing...

Who is this f***ing

Ellen DeGeneres here?

Dude, that's my

f***ing roommate.

No!

Oh, f*** dude.

I'm sorry.

[hip hop music playing]

[birds chirping]

Shh.

[mouths] Okay.

I'm leaving.

[door shuts]

[laughing]

What's up, man?

How you doing, dude?

-I'm good, man.

-Yeah?

-Yeah.

-You feeling all right?

You ready?

Hell week's coming up.

Yeah, I'm ready, man.

-You sure?

-Yeah.

Oh, man.

I'm not so sure.

Got some hot girls

in your barn?

-One or two.

-"One or two."

-[laughs] What?

-What are you doing right now?

Where are you going?

I'm just going to class.

Oh, f***.

We're going to

the bar, brother.

It's kind of early.

You're smart enough, man.

Don't be a p*ssy.

Come on.

[rock music playing]

So how you been

anyway, man?

-I've been good, man.

-Yeah?

Yeah, I'm doing good,

I think.

F***ing trying not to

sleep through class, right?

No, how you been?

How you been

since the, uh...

F***ing whatever.

Since your accident.

Yeah.

You're gonna

be Phi Sig.

All right?

That sh*t's never

gonna happen again.

First of all, you're never

gonna find yourself

in that position again.

Ever.

Yeah, I gotta get in first.

Yeah, you gotta get in.

Yes, you do have to

get in first.

Finish that beer, man.

We're doing

shots tonight, man.

-You f***ing serious?

-Me and you,

we're doing shots tonight.

We're blacking out tonight,

motherf***er.

Finish that beer.

Yo! Phi Sigma Mu,

motherf***er!

Ow!

Whoo!

Yeah, man!

Don't stop, motherf***er.

Yes? Yes.

Oh, God.

[speaks indistinctly]

What?

I do.

I think I love you.

-You don't mean that.

-No.

[chuckling]

I don't know, I just...

I could love you.

I don't even know you.

Look, um...

I have to be up

really early tomorrow.

I think maybe

you should go.

[clears throat]

[hip hop music playing]

[people chatting]

[Brett] Brad.

Dixon, Brad.

Brad, Dixon.

This is my brother

I was telling you about.

-What's up, Brad?

-Hey, man.

One of those?

Brad, how do you like

all the sh*t so far, huh?

I don't know.

It's good times, right?

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