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and grape eyeballs and stuff?

Brains do not feel like spaghetti.

How do you know?

I know a thing or two about brains.

Right.

Birdie, are you okay?

Yeah, just... Hold on.

Holy sh*t, Brae. I thought you were dead.

Hey, Oz.

- Nice costume.

- Thanks, you, too.

This is Annabel.

- Hey.

- Hey.

Annie, this is Ozzie.

We went to school together.

Hey, Brae,

I think you two should get out of here.

Why? Think we can't handle it?

No, just trust me. You guys should just...

I don't believe this.

Oh, sh*t. We got to get out of here.

- Why?

- Now.

Brae, you little sh*t.

Enoch, what the hell is going on?

Why are we running?

- Get in the car.

- Why was that kid so mad at you?

- Open the goddamn door, Ozzie!

- I'm trying!

Payback time, you little f*ggot!

Go. Go, go, go, go, go, go!

Okay, is somebody gonna tell me

what the hell that was all about?

That was Alger Cofax.

He made some joke

about Enoch's parents after...

- After they...

- Died.

Right.

So, Enoch beat the living sh*t out of him.

Put him in the hospital for a week.

So that's why you got kicked out of school.

- Stop.

- What?

Stop the car, Oz.

- At least let me get into town or...

- Stop the car now!

- He okay?

- Probably just carsick or something.

- Okay.

- Okay, thanks for the lift.

- Are you gonna be okay?

- Yeah, we'll be fine.

- Okay, nice to meet you.

- You, too.

Take it easy, Brae.

Enoch?

Enoch.

Over here.

Are you okay?

Kind of.

You?

I'm okay.

Good.

Looks lonely.

My dad was a forester.

Yeah?

Might still be.

Annabel?

Man. You actually look terrifying.

Yeah? That's nothing.

Annie?

Annabel?

Okay, this is kind of not funny.

I'm gonna get you, little ghost.

Why are you trespassing in my woods?

I'm sorry.

I was looking for my girlfriend.

I think she came this way.

Nobody has passed through these woods

for years.

What did she look like?

She is about your height, brown eyes.

Was she pretty?

Beautiful. Who are you?

I am the spirit of this forest.

Can you help me?

This girl, you must care about her a lot

to come into the woods looking for her.

Very much.

Come with me.

Is this your home?

Yes, it is.

Please come in.

Sit.

Do you know what this does?

No.

It lets you see

what you truly want in this world.

I want you to have it.

Try it.

What I truly want?

Is it working?

Yes.

Oh, my God. We're saved!

So, what was it like?

Okay.

Are you gonna do it again?

Hiroshi.

Did it make her happy?

Okay.

Yellow-footed gull.

Why do we only do this one chapter?

'Cause it's my favorite.

What's so great about water birds, anyway?

I don't know.

They can go anywhere they want.

They're the only birds that can do that.

Not just the air and the land, but the sea, too.

When are we gonna get to the birds of prey?

'Cause eagles can, like, kill...

Yellow-footed gull.

So, that's a no?

Yellow-footed gull.

Larus livens.

Wing span?

Fifty-five inches?

- Life span?

- Seven to 10 years.

Very impressive.

You know, I wonder

what my wing span is.

Well, I know my life span.

Yeah, yeah.

So I was thinking about donating my body

to science.

Why?

Because maybe I could

help somebody like me.

It's disgusting.

What's disgusting?

I mean, all those science guys

cutting you up

and putting you in jars and microscopes

and those dish things.

I think I might like to have my eyes in a jar.

They're nice, right? My eyes.

Let's not talk about it, okay?

You don't think they're nice?

They are. It's just, you know...

Would you come and visit them?

I guess.

You guess?

Yeah.

Yeah, I would.

Of course I would.

Of course you would.

Annie?

I got your Darwin books.

They had a new print

of Voyage of the Beagle.

I know it's your favorite.

Annie?

Annabel?

Annie.

Hold on, Annabel.

No.

It's okay. I'm gonna be okay.

- Tell me about the birds, Enoch.

- What?

The songbirds.

Why do they sing in the morning?

They sing because they're happy

to be alive another day.

I've sung every morning since I met you.

- I'm not letting you go, Annabel.

- Let me go.

Enoch, let me go.

I can't.

I love you.

I love you so much.

I've never been so happy.

I've never been so...

Hey, Annabel?

Annabel!

Oh, God, no!

Hold on, Annie.

I'm coming with you.

What are you doing?

What? I'm following you into death.

What more do you want from a guy?

Wait. That's not in the script.

That is so not in the script.

I know. I added it in for this run.

But that's ridiculous. It makes no sense.

What do you mean, "Makes no sense"?

Like all that bird singing stuff does.

It totally upstages my passing.

- You can't just stab yourself to death, like...

- I'm not stabbing.

I'm disemboweling. It's called seppuku.

Okay. Whatever.

You cannot seppuku yourself to death

right after I just had the most tragic

and beautiful end.

- Who says?

- Me.

And all that bird stuff,

that's stuff that we agreed on.

And you seemed to like it just fine

when we wrote it.

Well, I don't like it anymore.

It's sappy and corny.

All the repeating the ends of the lines?

"Don't be gone, don't be gone. "

"Let me go, let me go. "

Okay, but nobody also

disembowels themselves

right after their girlfriend dies in their arms

from a terminal brain tumor.

How do you know?

Oh, my God. This was such a mistake.

What was a mistake?

This!

Well, fine.

It's your dumb death scene.

You obviously don't want my help.

- I quit.

- Fine.

Good. I don't need to die in anybody's arms.

It'll be much sadder alone.

- Where are you going?

- I'm out of here.

- You think you can just leave like that?

- Why not? Isn't that what you're gonna do?

- You think I want to?

- It doesn't matter, though, does it?

So, what has this been?

I don't know.

- You don't know?

- I don't know.

So, what? You're just gonna go back

to making fun of people's funerals?

Yeah, I guess I am.

You know what?

You're a coward. That's all you are.

You know, I hope you and your ghost friend

have a good life together,

throwing rocks and acting like 2-year-olds.

You tell him that I said that.

I made it up.

- What?

- He's not real.

- But you said that...

- I've been there, Annabel.

I was dead for three minutes.

And you know what's there?

Nothing.

No ghosts. No sappy lines about birds.

No parents. No goodbyes.

Just nothing.

Thank you, everyone, for gathering

this evening to honor my brother, Hans.

I've been looking up to Hans

since I was born.

He was my hero. He was my big, big brother.

Over the years, Hans taught me many things.

He taught me how to catch fish in bell jars

in the rivers of Wisconsin.

He taught me how to take a punch

in elementary school.

Good heavens.

In high school,

he even counseled me on French kissing.

- Golf at 5:
00.

- All right.

Hello.

Enoch, right?

Yeah, Enoch.

Annabel talks a lot about you.

What can I do for you?

I know you're really busy or whatever,

so I'll make this quick.

I'm just doing my rounds.

I have some time. What's on your mind?

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