Judas Kiss Page #3

My film.

Let's just say putting it in

the festival is going to put me

into a little bit of

a financial bind.

It cost a lot to make?

You could put it that way.

Gonna get that?

Right.

Hello.

Hey, it's me.

Rebecca.

You're taking me to

a cocktail party tonight.

Do you ever just

ask for anything?

If I don't command you,

you'll just stay all day

in that pathetic dorm room

smoking Art Deco cigarettes.

I'm supposed to avoid drinking.

Okay, I'll be

straight with you.

You're my excuse for

blowing off Ralph Garlington.

Fine.

Great.

Pick me up in an hour.

You know, you can't

smoke in here.

You gonna tell on me?

So, Danny...

Daniel Reyes Jr.?

Grew up in Lockton?

Uh-huh.

Your dad, he teaches

at the high school?

Yeah.

And your mom?

What about her?

She died.

Cancer, right?

What?

You trying to freak me out?

No, I'm just trying to figure

out how much of you is phony.

Well, I'm about as real

as you are.

Well, that's not really

saying much.

Hey!

You're Danny Reyes.

Yeah. So did I pass

your little test?

Are we gonna be okay for

this interview tomorrow?

You do your part,

and I'll do mine.

Table!

Not today, supermodel.

Wow.

Hollywood's made you cutthroat.

Film school

made me cutthroat.

Hollywood just helped me

dress better.

So, Danny's interview,

tomorrow at 10:
00 A.M.

You've seen his shorts, right?

Shorts?

Short films, pervert.

How are we supposed

to argue about it

if you haven't even seen it?

We have to argue?

We certainly do.

Unless you plan to

work out this sexual tension

some other way.

Tension?

You're bristling with sexual

tension, Zachary Wells.

Admit it:
you're hot for me.

I...

I know, I know.

Your life's so complicated.

Whatever.

Go watch the kid's

damn film already.

Go.

Mrs. Blossom.

Hey, Mrs. Blossom!

Wait up!

Look, I'm really sorry about

that whole interview thing,

but you've really got to help me

understand what's going on here.

Understand?

You know that kid

can't be Danny Reyes.

You know he didn't make

Judas Kiss.

I made that film 15 years ago.

Danny Reyes made that film.

I'm Danny Reyes.

You're Zachary Wells.

Danny Reyes is still here.

Please tell me

I am not going crazy.

You're not going crazy.

Wait!

You want more?

Some answers.

Danny Reyes

always wants more.

His cocksure attitude,

his charm, his talent -

they always get him

what he wants.

Stop giving him what he wants,

Mr. Wells.

Give him what he needs.

I don't know what that means.

You were brought to

Keystone to do a job.

It's the key to your future.

Why does everybody

keep saying that?

- Everybody?

- You, and that tour guide.

That old man...

Stay away from him.

He has his own work to do.

Do your job, Mr. Wells.

Interview the students,

judge the films,

make a difference.

Good day.

Fet.

Hey, rasshol!

What happened to

"Meet Me After Sundown"?

Abbey, I'm sorry.

Don't go all Canadian on me.

What?

Like you look like

you're in my reality,

but actually you're in

a parallel dimension...

Like Canada.

Your ass, up here.

You brought your camera?

Yeah.

Thought I'd get

some practice shots.

So, how'd it go with

cute older dude?

Fine...

Weird.

I- I don't know.

Is this multiple choice?

Okay, he said we'd be fine

for the interview tomorrow,

but it's-it's like...

Like what?

Like he knows me, Abs.

Like he knows what we've done.

He can't possibly know.

Get down here.

You're just letting guilt

get to you.

No one could know.

Now, look at the pavilion.

That is Emerald City,

and you and I are Dorothy

and her friend.

Somehow your pretty-boy looks

have gotten us invited to

the festival's hottest party,

so we are having fun tonight.

Understood?

Yes.

Understood?

Yes, Dorothy.

Now, come along, my friend.

B*tch.

Welcome, weary travelers.

For you...

And little missy.

I have a surprise for you.

So you can relax

and we can have fun later.

Hey, Chris.

Hey.

Nice camera.

Old school.

Bolex 551 XL.

You know your cameras.

Is this the model

with 36 F.P.S.

and Aspheron wide-angle lens?

Yeah.

Everyone is talking

about your film.

Yeah, well, that's not always

a good thing.

Meaning?

I just totally f***ed up

my scholarship interview.

Well, maybe I can put in

a good word for you.

C.W., making time with

our budding filmmaker?

Daniel, little Miss Abbey

sorely misses your company,

and she commanded

I come fetch you,

so come on.

Yeah, sure.

I am so screwed, Shane.

Screwed, screwed, super-screwed.

Don't jump to conclusions.

You just got under

this guy's skin.

Well, that's not the only

thing I got under.

I've seen Judas Kiss.

How'd you manage that?

It blew me away.

It's gonna blow everyone away,

no matter what that guy says.

I can see to that.

That's... awesome.

Shane, your mom cut herself

with the cheese knife thingy.

Godver.

C.W., do me a favor...

Take him home, will you?

He's a little, uh, wasted.

You gonna be okay?

Home in one piece, C.W.

Sure.

He's mine.

Hey.

Hey, camera dude!

Thanks.

I wish I was inside your head.

All right, let's get you

back to your dorm.

Wait. Abbey.

We, uh, need to get Abbey.

We'll get her on the way out.

Excellent.

Okay, let's get you to bed.

Okay.

Alone.

B*tch.

Good morning, son.

How'd you get in here?

Your R.A. seemed real eager

to let me surprise you.

So guess what I got in the mail?

I have no idea, Dad.

Two things:

your tuition bill...

and this.

My invitation.

Dad, can we, uh,

talk about this later?

I have a scholarship interview

to get to.

We talked about this

months ago, Danny.

I pay for film school,

and you are not

to show that film.

Dad, it's fiction.

It's worse than fiction.

It's a lie.

Look, Dad, I have a real

chance at winning this.

Not at my expense, you don't.

Not at your mother's.

Don't bring her into this.

Withdraw the film, son,

or your little

movie career is over.

Dad, please.

Aw, jeez.

Take a shower.

You stink.

Gimme a cigarette.

I am not supposed

to talk to you.

So, don't talk.

Did that old windbag tell you

to stay away from me?

Why would she tell me that?

Because you have

a decision to make.

Don't let him win.

Danny?

Do you care about anyone else?

See, I won 15 years ago.

Judas Kiss won.

You cheated.

I did not.

What's the date on that?

First draft.

Senior year, high school.

So what?

Playing dumb doesn't really

do it for you.

Official rules say,

"Original screenplay written

while attending Keystone. "

Who are you, huh?

Why do you care

so much about my past?

His past is the key

to your future.

What on this campus

isn't the key to my future?

That script proves Danny

cheated with Abbey's help.

That's how you

keep him from winning.

Winning was the worst thing

that ever happened to you.

I can't just walk into

Blossom's office with this.

How would she know it's real?

You don't have to.

Now I gotta win.

He's going cut me off if I keep

Judas in the festival.

Your dad's really that much

of a Rasshol?

Trust me.

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