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

hold their breath the longest

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?

We talk almost every day.

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.

They nearly drowned me.

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.

My parents are going to freak

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,

he is going to be there with

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,

wasted little ingrate life,

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.

It is common for people who

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

our brain is going to be

when we drink this?

Mark, just put it down.

Let's drink a little bit

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 think we should wait.

I will take questionable odours

over certain death any day.

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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