Jamie Marks Is Dead

Mooney!

Where you at, Mooney?

Mooney! Mooney!

Hey, don't drop your wad, you

get spied on in the shower.

Do it.

Just do whatever faggy sh*t you want

with your Cub Scout buddies,

but keep the f*** away from us!

What's that? I can't hear you.

Don't give us that

sh*t, you f***ing liar.

I wasn't spying.

What were you doing then?

Were you taking a dump?

'Cause that's what toilets are for, man.

It doesn't smell like

he was taking a dump.

Does it smell like he was taking a dump?

Nah, man, someone needs

to give this motherf***er

a shitting lesson, huh?

Oh, is that... is that what it is?

Mooney, you need a

lesson in potty training?

Mooney, you're in

luck 'cause I gotta go.

Oh, yeah.

Anybody else gotta go, huh?

Who the f*** is Jamie Marks?

Jamie Marks, he was... he

was in your homeroom, right?

Yeah.

Did... did he have red hair?

Nope.

Wait.

Was Jamie Marks a boy or a girl?

It's a boy, you moron.

Jamie Marks is that kid

with the... the glasses

and the... the... the boy scouts shirt.

That's him, right?

Mooney Marks.

Told you.

Oh, you know what I heard?

I heard they found him

without his eyeballs.

I mean, like, seriously.

And he was raped.

Yes, Elizabeth.

Aren't we gonna talk

about what's happened?

Okay.

Fine.

Let's talk about what's happened.

Who wants to talk about Mooney Marks?

Do you, Elizabeth?

You were a good friend of his?

How did it make you feel

when you learned he was gone?

Hm? Anyone?

Should we talk about

all those fond memories

we have of Jamie?

How everyone thought

he was such a great guy?

Who knew him?

Gregory?

Huh?

Belinda.

Eric.

Anyone.

Now...

I think it's awful what's happened.

I do.

And if any of you wanna stay after class

and discuss it, please

feel free to do so.

But right now, I think we

should get back to work.

What are you doing here?

Visiting.

What are you doing here?

You don't have to leave.

It smells good.

So do you really collect rocks?

Yeah.

Rocks are the best.

He was in my homeroom.

Down there is where I found him.

He looked so scared.

You're Adam.

Gracie.

I know your older brother...

Unfortunately.

You should come by tomorrow...

And see my collection.

My parents will be at

marriage counseling.

How was practice?

It's all right.

I'm gonna go down to the

landing for a bit, okay?

Just for a quick drink.

I won't be late, I promise.

Have fun.

Thank you.

Hey.

Don't ever put your happiness

in anyone else's hands.

You hear me?

I'll drop it.

I'll drop it every time.

Bye!

Oh, my babies.

Just rest, mom.

You're okay.

They said you were gonna be okay.

I know they did, honey.

Aaron.

Baby, look at me.

You're gonna have to cover

my shift tomorrow night, okay?

We're gonna be fine.

You'll see.

Latham?

Here.

Leeds.

Here.

Long.

Here.

Marks.

Oh, dear.

Excuse me.

McCormick.

Here.

Okay.

All right.

Hello?

Yeah.

Stop calling here.

Who is it?

The crazy b*tch that hit you?

She doesn't want to talk to you!

Yeah.

What do you think she wants?

She's a little busy right now,

considering you just ran

her over with your van.

So what took you so long?

Sorry.

I ran.

Come on.

Don't just stand there, come in.

How's your drink?

Did I make it too strong?

You've got quite a collection.

I... I didn't know rocks

could be so beautiful.

I know.

Sit down.

I, uh, like your shelves.

Thanks.

My dad made them for me.

I see graves all the time now.

Beds are kinda like graves.

What kind of funeral do you want?

Aren't they all the same?

No, they're all completely different.

In Mexico, on day of the dead,

the families go to the cemeteries

and picnic on the graves of a loved one.

They burn incense to guide the way

between the road of

the dead and the living.

Is that what you were

doing the other day?

I think you should go now.

Okay.

Don't worry, you're invited back.

Oh.

Thanks for showing me your rocks.

Not today, bro.

You're on your own.

Come on.

Sorry, we got important

sh*t to attend to.

Yeah, like what?

Aaron's taking us to

where they found him.

You should come, Adam.

Jenny Miller says she saw him

hanging around by the bridge down there.

No thanks.

It's not a circus.

What'd you just say?

Let's just go.

Why do you give a sh*t what we do?

I think it's about...

Seven months.

I understand.

I think it was about...

That one night, I had to...

Adam?

Honey, is that you?

Yeah.

Come in here a minute.

What's up?

What is she doing here?

Adam, what happened wasn't Lucy's fault.

It was an accident. Of

course it was her fault.

She's my friend, I want

you to be nice to her.

Since when? Adam, I know

this is really tough for you.

I know there's been so

much going on, but...

Oh, you gotta be f***ing kidding me.

It's... it's so awful what

happened to that Marks boy,

and... and... and if you need to talk...

Just stay out of it, Paralyzer.

Adam.

Mom.

She is the reason you're

in this wheelchair.

She hit you head-on, she was drunk...

I wasn't drunk, it was an accident.

Yeah, a drunk accident. You know that.

It... I wasn't drunk.

Just go away.

Lucy's just trying to help.

You apologize to her this instant.

Apologize for what?

We are not the only ones

who've had tragedy touch our lives.

Fate brings people

together for a reason.

What does that even mean?

There's some chili on the stove.

Will you put it in bowls for us?

Why can't the Paralyzer do it?

Lucy made the chili, Adam.

Did you know Adam was born prematurely?

With underdeveloped lungs

and a murmur in his heart?

- Really?

- Yeah.

Oh, that's so scary.

My parents are gone until 10 tonight.

I mean, if you wanna come over.

I never had to worry

about him doing things

that he wasn't supposed to.

He was a... a scout,

and always on a project.

I'll tell you this much.

Some sick pervert murdered my boy,

and God's vengeance

needs to be carried out,

so Jamie won't have died in Va...

What a load of crap.

So what if they find

out what happened to him?

I mean, it's not gonna

make things meaningful.

What do you mean?

He's still dead.

Big f***ing deal.

It won't change his story.

Sorry.

You don't have to be sorry.

Can we please not talk about him?

I think that he should've been loved.

Though...

He never got that.

Not like how everyone deserves.

What are you looking at?

Nothing.

Look, do you want another drink?

Uh, yeah, sure.

Hey.

Come here.

Adam.

Don't.

Gracie.

Look, just pretend

like you don't see him.

But I do see him.

What does he want?

How the f*** should I know?

Can... come on, can we

please just drop this?

Look, I did not choose

for him to be here.

I found him, but not

because I wanted to.

You're acting like I asked for this.

Look, I'm sorry, I was just...

Adam, I don't want a dead boy

lurking around outside

of my house, okay?

Okay?

And...

Trust me.

Neither do you.

What are you waiting for?

You're not real.

Don't be frightened.

I don't wanna hurt you.

I'm not frightened.

You can call me Mooney.

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