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Perfect Life Page #5
MAN:
Get over here!
Come over here!
(Screaming)
MAN:
This pain I see in your eyes,
where does it come from?
I don't know.
The boozing, the partying,
the fornicating,
it doesn't alleviate it?
No, it just makes me numb.
Your father was a gardener,
wasn't he?
Yeah.
So how could the son
of a gardener afford
to go to
such a prestigious college?
Scholarship program.
Your best friend
paid your fees.
So?
Well, I guess he always
felt guilty after the accident.
So tell me,
what happened in your childhood?
Nothing.
And who was Simon?
I don't know
who you're talking about.
Hi, guys!
I was hoping you would be here.
How're you doing,
Simon?
Anne looks great,
doesn't she?
Look, Simon,
Jack and I are having a talk
about some private stuff.
Maybe you could get--
Did you hear about
the big contest?
What contest?
We are going to see who can
in the pool.
The winner gets five minutes
in heaven with Anne.
Oh, yeah?
Who decided that?
Anne.
She called me last night,
to ask me if I thought
it was a good idea.
Anne phoned you last night?
Well, if you will
excuse us, Simon,
Jack and I are going to
discuss some exercises
to expand our lung capacity.
Okay, I got you.
May the best man win.
There's no way
Simon can win that contest.
Calls her every night!
Who the hell
does he think he is?
Relax, it's just Simon.
I hope
I can count on you, Jack.
I have to be the one
who ends up with Anne.
Whatever you need, buddy.
So, what happened in the pool,
Jack?
It was a long time ago.
Yes, but you keep
coming back to it.
ANNE:
You all jump in together.
The last one
who comes up wins.
JACK:
Can I get a kiss
for good luck?
Step forward.
Who brought him?
I apologize.
He's my personal trainer.
We'll see how he shapes up.
Ready, set,
go!
The truth, Jack,
for once in your cheap, sordid,
miserable little life.
Simon thought that
he could just take her.
Yeah, but you muscled in on her,
didn't you?
Didn't you?
And that is really
what's killing you, isn't it?
Is everyone all right?
F*** you. It's your
goddamn fault we are here!
Why couldn't you have broken
the heart of some poor schmuck,
instead of that f***ed up rich
kid with the house of horrors?
They locked me up like this
before,
and then they put a hose in.
Who is they?
Veritas.
That's what
he's gonna do next.
Who's "he"?
VERA:
How stoned are you?
Freddy, the twisted f***,
is going to kill us all,
because the love of his life
would rather f*** Jack!
Best friends
make the worst enemies.
Who asked you, huh?
Hello!
Wait.
Listen.
What is it?
The birds are gone.
He knows my fears.
Out of one box
and in another.
Perfect!
F***ing perfect!
There's got to be a door
or a window.
What do we do now?
We should call the police.
It's f***ing dead!
It must be a holiday
or something.
I have a cell phone!
(Beeping)
It's wet!
I wonder how it got wet.
unless I call!
Don't touch anything!
Don't touch anything!
Assume everything
is a trap!
It's just the wine cellar,
dude!
Listen to him, Mark!
Jack knows Freddy
better than anyone!
VERA:
Right now, I wish I had never
met any of you a**holes.
MARK:
Look, Freddy is just
yanking our chain.
Any second,
the door is going to open up,
a great big smile on his face,
and the joke is on us,
and the party continues.
JACK:
Do not kid yourself.
Freddy is capable of
very bad things.
VERA:
What does that mean,
Jack?
Jack, what are you saying?
Jack? Jack? Jack?
Jack? Jack, get up!
Jack?
And you, uh, really think
you killed that kid?
That wasn't Simon.
I killed him.
I swear, I killed him!
No.
That wasn't Simon, Jack.
JACK:
I am going to lose
my f***ing mind, I swear!
And yet, you swear.
By what do you swear?
By your honour?
By your drugged-out,
could happily f***
the only girl
his only friend
had ever loved?
You really like
jerking the world off,
don't you, Jack?
Jack?
Jack?
You need to stay with us,
Jack.
We sure can pick our men.
MARK:
What happened, bud?
Nightmare.
Yeah?
What did you see?
A tunnel of light.
survive a near death experience
to say the same thing.
"A tunnel of light
calls to me."
It's a collective memory.
Where do these
tunnels of light go?
What is the light
at the end of the tunnel?
Are you really awake, Jack?
I'm just f***ing with you.
Look, don't touch anything,
man.
Vera, come here.
This is exactly
what we need.
Mark, use what's left
of your brain for once
and get over here!
MARK:
You know, I guess
they get paid in wine over here.
That's why nothing works.
See, we're not
drunk enough yet.
That's my theory.
If we get completely wasted--
That phone over there
is not f***ing working.
Do you realize how pickled
when we drink this?
Mark, just put it down.
to smooth out the edges.
Listen to Jack.
Hey, Vera, I know
you're always good for a screw,
but what about a corkscrew?
Mark!
Bite me!
Mark!
(Rumbling)
Mark! Mark!
This is so cool!
(Screaming)
(Screaming)
How hard would it have been
to marry the rich boy
and live happily ever after?
Shut up, Vera.
You know,
all you had to do was ask.
I would have put on a wig
and dressed
like Miss Uptight over there.
We would be upstairs
safe and sound,
instead of wondering which one
of us dies next.
He had a choice.
You've been Freddy's
since the second he decided
it was gonna be that way!
All the money in the world
does not give a person the right
to decide
another's future for them.
Then how come it's always us
poor bastards who end up paying?
We have to get out of here.
So...
What is at the end
of the tunnel of light?
We are born into this world
through a tunnel into light,
and we leave this world
through a tunnel into light.
One tunnel just leads
to the next, and the next,
and the next, and the next,
whether we are ready or not.
The nature of life is that
there is no end to anything.
Who said that?
Nobody.
Freddy!
Help!
Damn you!
Let us out!
Hello!
Guys?
It smells like a sewer.
It's pretty small.
You can stay
and calculate the circumference,
but I'm getting
the hell out of here
so I am not next
on Freddy's to-do list.
I will take questionable odours
Hey.
You can guide me into the hole
for once, okay?
Wait, wait, wait.
Where did you get this?
You're such an a**hole.
It is from the doll we won
on the Brighton Boardwalk.
Jack?
Are you coming?
Jack?
Jack, I'm not waiting for you!
Vera.
Hey!
Hey, I can stand!
Jack! Anne!
It's not so bad!
Hey!
When I was a kid,
my mom took me school shopping.
There was this pair of Nikes
that I wanted,
and she wouldn't
get them for me.
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