Stir of Echoes Page #5

Tom! Look at the screen!

No!

Wow! What... what happened? Are you OK?

You need to sit down. What was happening

there was very next level.

You should have seen your face.

D'you want a beer?

Are you feeling better? What happened?

I'm supposed to dig.

Hi!

Hello?!

Anybody home?

Wow! Look what I'm not cleaning up.

Interesting!

OK!

Hi, honey. What you doin'?

Dad said I'm supposed to dig.

Oh.

Nice!

Tom.

- Tom!

- Oh!

- You scared me.

- I scared you?

- What are you doing?

- I'm supposed to dig.

- Whaddaya mean?

- I'm supposed to dig.

Who says?

I see. And what's Jake doing?

Jake... is helping.

- Why are you doing this?

- The water softens up the dirt.

No. I mean...

Could you just stop for a second?

- Tom! Can you turn around and look at me?

- What... exactly don't you understand?

I'm supposed to dig.

- Why are you digging?

- I'm searching.

- What are you searching for?

- The question is not what.

We both know very well what,

even though we don't wanna admit it.

The question, Maggie, which you can

plainly see I am very busy trying to answer...

The question is where.

Don't worry, he's OK.

- It's not over there.

- We're calling the police.

And tell them what, exactly? Huh?

Practise it! Run it by me once.

I wanna see how it sounds out loud.

Anything else?

Tom, why don't you come inside with me?

I wanna talk to you.

You're not yourself right now.

This is just f***ing typical!

Now, what do you want me to do,

Maggie, huh?

You want me to go inside and just, uh...

sit down on the couch in front of the TV...

...and drink beer until I fall asleep, and maybe

repeat the whole thing again tomorrow?

- Be quiet!

- And the day after and the day after?

- Oh, just stop!

- Until... until...

Until I... I grab my chest and die?

I mean, this... this is the most important thing

that's ever happened to me.

I mean, this is...

this is the most... important thing...

...that I have ever done in my whole life,

in my whole stupid life!

And you want me to just stop?!

No! No, I won't stop!

I won't stop! I won't stop!

Eight years, I've known you.

Not once have you talked to me like this.

Not once.

And if you do it again, I swear to God...

And you know what? When you talk about

how ordinary you are and your stupid life,...

...you're saying "Our stupid life,"

which I don't think is particularly stupid.

So how the f***

am I supposed to feel about that?

Are you gonna drink that?

I'm sorry.

OK, I'm not sorry.

- Who's that from?

- My brother Steve.

- My grandma's going back in the hospital.

- No, she...

What?

What?

Nothing.

What is it?

Hello?

Oh, Steve. I'm sorry, we've been so busy.

I was just about...

What?

She did?

How am I doing, Dad?

You're doing great, kid. You're doing great.

I'm so sorry, baby.

You knew.

You knew, didn't you?

When is the funeral?

Sunday. We should leave as soon as we can.

Oh.

You... you want me to go with you?

I just thought,

with your family and everything...

Do I want you to go with me...

to my grandmother's funeral?

She practically raised me!

Of course I want you to come.

It's just, I'm kinda

in the middle of something here.

$800 a month! Can't get any f***ing water!

F***!

Tools.

Damn!

Piece of sh*t!

Haa-ha-ha-ha!

Yaaaaa!

It's a rented house!

- Hello?

- It's me.

- Oh, hey. Hey, baby, how're ya doin'?

- I'm OK.

- How's your family?

- Drunk, fighting with each other.

Listen, Maggie, I'm so sorry. I mean, I...

I should be there with ya. I'm an a**hole.

Yeah, well, you have your good points.

- How do you feel?

- Oh, fine. Fine. You know...

Much... much... much better.

Everything's fine here. Really good.

No, uh...

- No more digging?

- No. Uh-uh. Back to normal.

I'm sorry, too. I wish I hadn't stormed out.

I shouldn't have left you alone.

I deserved it.

Why don't you come up here with us?

You could make it in an hour.

- Oh, no, I can't really do that.

- Why not?

I'm not supposed to use the truck

for personal trips.

I'll pick you up. I'll leave right away.

Oh, no, no, baby. Don't do that. That's crazy.

I gotta go.

- I'll just pull up front and honk. Bye.

- No, no, no! No!

OK, bub, you ready to go?

I'm scared to go home.

I wanna stay at Uncle Steve's house.

- Why are you scared?

- Because of the feathers.

What feathers?

I don't know. I just saw feathers.

It's OK. I'll watch him.

OK. You be good.

Mom! Wait!

You forgot this.

Hi!

Hi.

Come here a sec.

- What?

- Come closer. I can't hear you.

- Are you talking to me?

- I wanna show you something.

You wanna show me something?

Well, yeah. I don't see anybody else around.

- What is it?

- It's a surprise.

It's really great. Come on!

You won't believe it.

Come on! It's freezing!

Hey! Happy St Patrick's Day!

- What's the surprise?

- Don't you have it?

- Oh, yeah. The surprise, huh?

- The surprise.

- You need another drink.

- No, I got the spins.

Drink, motherf***er, drink!

- I don't think there is a surprise.

- Oh, yeah, there is. Yeah, there is.

The surprise is we decided

we wanna be your friends.

- You do?

- Yeah.

- Why do you wanna be my friends now?

- Are you kidding? Look at yourself.

Uh-uh, look.

You can take your coat off, you know.

- You want a drink?

- I'm not supposed to.

Don't you do anything

you're not supposed to? Huh?

I do.

Yeah.

Momma, you are hot!

Come on, let's be friends, huh?

Well,...

...you can kiss me if you want to.

Yeah... Yeah.

- Not... not like that, OK?

- OK. OK. OK...

Agh! Ouch!

- I wanna go home.

- Not now, no, no. Come on...

- I'll be your friend.

- I want to, but...

Just be nice to me, huh? Be a good girl.

You are a good girl, aren't you?

- I have to go home.

- How about a helmet wash?

I have to go home. I have to go home!

No! Stop!

Shut up! Shut up!

Shut... Argh! God!

Shut up! Argh!

Make her stop, man!

Make her stop screaming!

Shut her up, man!

Use your jacket or something!

Put it over her face!

Shut up!

I could not foresee

this thing happening to me

Oh, my God!

What the f*** did you do that for?

- Is she dead?

- No sh*t, she's dead!

Oh, my God!

- Look at her tongue, man.

- I am not here.

I've never seen nobody dead before.

- I can't be here.

- It's f***ing gross.

This isn't happening.

F***ing plastic over her face!

Good thinking, Adam!

Well, what do we do now?

How's he doin'?

He might make it. He might not.

Sheila's over at the hospital.

I'm gonna head over.

Frank... I'm sorry.

I'm sorry because...

I think I know why Adam shot himself.

And... I gotta call the police about it.

And I don't want you to hear it from them.

And I don't want Sheila

to read about it in the paper.

I-I... I think you have a right to know

before anybody else.

What are you talking about, Tom?

Come with me.

Wait here for a second.

It better be important.

Come on!

Come on, come on, come on, come on!

How the hell did you find this?

Does it matter?

Well, you don't know if it was Kurt and Adam.

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