Goat Page #6

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Baity, you fat f***.

Don't just stand there.

-What?

-I think he's really hurt.

You all right, man?

You all right, buddy?

He's fine.

[Chance]

You okay, buddy?

You're a f***ing a**hole, man.

Whoa.

What the f*** did you

think was gonna happen?

Dude, I'm fine.

Dude, it's cool.

-You all right?

-Yeah, yeah.

-You okay?

-Yeah, I'm good.

Chill the f*** out, brother.

[cell phone vibrating]

Hello?

[man] Is this Brad Land?

Who is this?

Yeah, this is Detective Bert,

with the Dawson Police

Department.

Look, I've left you

several messages.

We really need you to come

down to the station.

Yeah, yeah. I know.

I got your message.

Well, look. I really think

we may have one of the guys

who assaulted you last summer.

Mr. Land?

Are you there?

Yeah. Yeah, I'm here.

Yeah, do you think it would

be possible for you

to come today?

Uh, today? No.

Okay.

How about tomorrow

No, I can't.

Brad, listen.

I know this is tough.

But it's important--

Look, I'm sorry.

I just can't.

Brad. What's going on?

Hey. I'll be back.

What's going on?

I have to get back to work.

Um...

The cops found them, Brett.

They want me to f***ing

come in and ID them.

All right. We'll go back

to Dawson tomorrow.

No, I'm not going.

What do you mean?

You have to go back.

No, I can't.

Brad, you have to ID them.

-You have to

f***ing punish them.

-No.

Dude, it's taken me

six months to get away

from this sh*t.

I'm not gonna

go back now.

F***.

I did this.

What? No.

Yeah. I made you

f***ing come here.

I made you join this

f***ing fraternity.

-No!

-Yes.

If I would've just gone home

with you that night,

none of this sh*t would

have happened.

What are you talking about?

That doesn't have anything to do

with this sh*t.

It ha to do with you, Brad.

Okay? And how f***ed up

everything has been between

us since this summer.

I'm not gonna quit

the frat, okay?

I'm not letting those guys

lay another f***ing

hand on you.

Brett...

This is not your decision.

Okay?

I'm gonna go.

Brad...

[door shuts]

-[knock on door]

-[Chance] Knock, knock.

Errand time, Willie.

Oh, sh*t.

Yeah, I forgot.

What's up?

I need...

I need one egg roll

from Yang's Palace.

Not the one on

Main Street, all right?

You gotta go all the way

to the airport.

Okay? Don't f*** around.

I can tell the difference.

-Yeah.

-All right.

You want anything, Baity?

I don't know.

Let me see a menu.

[clears throat]

How do you...

How do you pronounce

that one?

What are you doing?

[muffled protests]

Let go of his arms.

Let go of his arms.

[Baity laughing]

Oh, that's

f***ing incredible.

Now get that egg roll, buddy.

You got an hour.

Go, hustle. Hustle.

[both laughing]

[breathing heavily]

[sighs heavily]

Oh, f***.

[breathing heavily]

[serene music playing]

[ambulance sirens wailing]

[knocking on door]

What are you doing?

Just cleaning up his sh*t.

I know.

It's crazy, man.

You hardly even knew him,

you know.

I knew him.

He was my roommate.

I just feel like he didn't

deserve this, you know.

No, he just had

a bad heart, dude.

You wanna stay over

at the house tonight?

I feel like that will be

better than being here.

Okay.

[organ music playing]

[organ music continues]

[whispering indistinctly]

Hey, Brad.

Hey, man.

-Hey, man.

How you doing?

-Good.

-You doing all right?

-Yeah.

Oh, man.

This must be so hard for you.

I can't even imagine.

I can't f***ing

imagine, man.

It's been terrible.

Buddy, I mean...

Dude, you know, um...

If you ever want

to talk to anybody,

or anything like that.

If you ever want to talk...

Get anything off your chest,

-you know I'm

here for you, right?

-Yeah.

-Anything. I'm here for you.

-Thanks, dude.

Thanks, Chance.

Yeah, of course, man.

We're actually doing

a little get together tonight

at the house.

Just brothers only.

Just to chat.

No drinking or anything.

Just to talk.

Just trying to deal about

what we're feeling.

Yeah, I don't think I can

come tonight, Chance.

I just think it's important

that we're all there, man.

That's all.

Or else I wouldn't ask.

I just think it's important

that we're all with brothers.

You know what I mean?

Yeah, all right.

Okay, man.

Okay.

Hey, I love you.

All right? Hang in there.

-Yeah.

-See you tonight, okay?

-Okay. You too. Okay.

-I love you.

Yeah.

[door opens]

[door shuts]

Yo, what's up?

Did he call you?

He said the f***ing school's

putting us on probation.

What does that mean, man?

What does probation mean?

It doesn't f***ing

mean anything yet.

Okay? It just means they're

launching an investigation.

We'll all probably have to

go in and, you know,

f***ing talk to the probos.

[Baity]

What the f***?

He wasn't even here.

He died on campus.

Yeah, well, someone must

have told them about

the concussion, right.

No, it wasn't

the concussion, man.

We gotta stop saying that.

We need to stop saying that.

He went to the infirmary.

They know that it

happened in the house.

I don't f***ing know.

Dude, this is serious.

They could kick us

out of school.

This is serious.

Okay. I don't know who's

f***ing telling them this.

-Okay?

-[Chance sighs]

-F***! Sorry.

-Look...

I'm sorry.

We need to huddle up

on this sh*t.

Yeah.

All right? We can't be

telling them anything that

they don't even know.

I'm not gonna f***ing

lie to them.

If I lose my scholarship,

my dad's gonna

f***ing kill me.

No one's f***ing

telling you to lie, Baity.

Look, we haven't been

doing anything

that every other

fraternity on campus

hasn't been doing

for the last...

What?

F***ing 100 years.

-Yeah, I know, dude.

-A hundred years.

-Right?

-I know.

-Right?

-Yeah. Right.

If you don't have an answer,

just say, "I don't know."

[door opens]

Just keep your f***ing

mouth shut, Baity.

Go and talk to the pledgers.

Hey...

Brad didn't show up

to the meet up.

[birds chirping]

[telephone ringing]

[door opening]

Come on in, Brad.

[door shuts]

How you holding up, Brad?

I'm fine.

[clears throat]

You and Will were pledging

together, right?

Mmm-hmm. Yeah.

That's right.

What was that like?

I don't know.

Just normal stuff.

Were they hazing Will?

Come on, man.

They were beating the crap

out of him, right?

What do you think?

I mean...

Just normal

pledge term stuff.

I mean...

You've been here a while.

I mean, I don't

understand what...

Right? He was

running on the track.

It was a heart attack.

He had bruises

all over his body.

He went to the infirmary

for a head injury

the week before he died.

That was the school's

responsibility

to keep this kind of thing

from happening.

It's my duty to make sure

that this kind of behavior

stops.

And you know what?

It's your responsibility--

It's my "responsibility,"

it's your "duty."

Will's dead. He's dead.

Okay? I don't know

what else to tell you.

Brad, just tell me

what happened.

[exhales]

Dude. Where have

you been, man?

I've been looking

everywhere for you.

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