The Blackout Page #6

Okay. Whatever.

[exhales]

That's okay.

I haven't f***ed the guitarist

yet.

[slides open the closet door]

Where are my notes?

-What?

My notes.

They were just here.

I seriously have no idea what

you are talking about, kid.

You took them, didn't you?

[sobs]

Alright.

[sobs louder]

[sighs]

The goal gets weird.

Weird term pro.

[lighter clicks]

[music starts]

[rock music continues]

[heavy breath within gas mask]

They're all whores.

[music and party chatter

continues]

[heavy breath within gas mask]

[vomits]

[rock music continues]

[drinks spilled from bottle]

[music descends]

[sighs]

What are you doing?

Drinking wine.

Playing guitar.

Clearly, trying to hook up with

myself.

You look like sh*t.

I can't hear you with the shirt

on.

Dude, have you seen Jenny

anywhere?

I can't here you with that shirt

on.

[whimpers]

Help.

Okay.

[dramatic sound]

My brain...

is like uh...

[sighs]

hot air balloon.

Cover in a sexless marriage.

So, is that why I'm dressed

like a dick head right now?

Huh?

[funny smiles]

[bursts into laughters]

Funny. Yeah.

[sighs]

why don't you just pull the

trigger

and get the rest pt that out,

alright?

No.

The coke's outweighing the

booze.

[sniffs]

I know Beth had you all f***ed

up in the head, man.

But look, you just got...

I'm all f***ed up because the

LSD:

is stronger than the Ecstasy.

[dramatic music]

I'm tripping.

Balls, man!! Ssss...

I''ve seen music in here. And

colors, man.

[trembles]

[woman laughs]

[whooshing sound]

[suspensive music]

Jenny?

This is not what it looks like.

We were just talking, I swear.

-See, there.

You can tell she's lying because

she's a woman.

And her lips are moving.

Shut it, Spencer.

One more word from you and

I'm...

How's my dick taste, Eddie?

Oh, you touch...

Think about it, kiddo...

You hit him, he wins.

No contract, no tour.

You know what?

You two deserve each other.

Don't say that, please.

It's gonna be fine, buddy.

I just miss her so much.

Hey Gunther.

that sound advice coming from a

guy who's almost made it,

what, like

six times now?

[dramatic whooshing sound]

He's mine.

[electronic sound]

Ha ha ha.

[pounding sound]

[old fashion sound effects]

[ding]

[water splashes]

[water splashes]

[dramatic music]

You want some creep tonight?

B*tch.

[water splashes]

[laughs]

I thought they'd never leave.

Slut.

[whooshing sound]

[cellphone rings]

[cellphone rings again]

Hey, this is Jenny. Sorry I

missed your call, leave me...

It's all I got.

Tell me,

you got,

the contract.

[dramatic music]

I did, but...

We want answers

and we want them now.

Where,

is our copy of the contract?

[doorbell rings]

I'm gonna shoot that damn

thing.

[footsteps]

What, uh, no no no...

-Shhh...

What?

Whoa. Hello, Officers.

Can I help you?

I hope so.

But I stopped by to help

the boys clean up.

Is, that all right?

But you need to...

-Give me more, give me more...

Hey!

[whispers]

[girl screams]

What the f*** was that?

Well, here we go.

Pretty sure that girl just found

Reuben's dead body

in our pool.

You're shitting me?

Mom was right.

My first record

will be criminal.

Where the f*** is our copy

of the contract?

Stall the cops. I know what I

have to do.

You guys are on your own.

I quit. Remember?

It's good I'm not

talking to you...

Guys, stall the f***ing cops.

Superman's on it.

Have you see my trunk?

I'll save this f***ing band.

I got a corpse in the pool.

Which means this is now a crime

scene. Nobody leaves.

[pull body out of the pool]

You know the protocol, rookie.

Come the f*** on. He's dead.

[into radio]

Watch commander

this is car W-2K.

Investigating a code 10-54.

Requesting paramedics at 90210

Hagen Road.

[watch commander O.S.]

10-23 car W-2K.

[beep]

10-4.

[in disgust]

Tell them to send the Coroner.

I gonna die if I have to

make out

Paramedics are en route. Do you

need further assistance?

Yeah. You'd better send

the Coroner.

How about some backup?

How about you do your job and

do me do mine?

[drunk footsteps]

this dead body ringing any bells

for you boys?

Not yet.

Amigo. Toss me one of those.

This is a f***ing clown show.

Hey guys, I don't think so.

We gonna take statements form

you later,

you can't do it

if you are drunk.

This maybe the last beer I have

before I lose my anal virginity.

Hey, put the beer down.

[drops the beer]

Never take me alive.

Kazansky, go get him.

I'll take it from here.

Hey get the old guy, too.

Let me know if you gotta take a

sh*t,

we wouldn't want you wiping

your own ass. You old prick.

[dramatic, funny music]

Looks like we're going to jail,

Eddie.

[clears throat]

You know,

[beer can pops open]

I was up all night thinking...

Is that what the kids call

a good old fashioned

bender these days?

Take it easy, baby dick.

I know I messed up.

And then I went over to Jenny's

last night,

and I tried to fix things.

Ah I mean I tried to reason with

her, but...

she's a girl. So...

[drinks loudly]

Let's just say...

I don't think she's coming back,

mate.

[dramatic music]

[music continues]

Well, well.

Looks like you manage to do it

in one night

what I wanted to do for years.

You murdered my boss.

[farts]

Eat my dick, Spencer.

Not if it cured cancer. Chas,

you're gay, and your ass sticks.

[in disgust]

Mr. Bayne,

would you mind identifying the

body for us?

Abso-f***ing-lutely not.

I was too much of that prick

when he was alive.

That's fine.

Next of kin has been alerted.

I'm sure they'd be glad

to do it.

Great.

I'll be over here, chillaxing.

Want a front row seat for this.

[spits]

Let's go, baby.

[footsteps]

You boys are in a heap of

trouble.

Wait, hey! It's okay. I remember

last night.

[shouts]

Remember! Everything!

Right on. Okay! Hm...

Hm! Hm!

[shouts]

Ladies and gentlemen...

I feel good...

[loud music starts]

So, this is how you niggas do it

up in the hills, huh?

Samuel Jackson.

[door closed]

Oh my...

goodness!

Filipino James.

Theses are my darlings.

Darlings, say hello to, uh...

Jenny.

[darling]

Hi.

Do you wanna die tonight?

I was uh,

just leaving.

[sniffs]

You look upset, baby girl.

Wanna talk to daddy about it?

but I know what you're doing.

And it's not gonna work.

Woo! Sharp tongue.

I like that in a b*tch.

Excuse me.

Filipino Jack! Where is up with

you as forty?

Look, I'm looking for Chas. We

the entertainment.

That's typical.

[chuckles]

Find that nigga Chas and give

him everything

that he has coming to him.

Nothing more.

You hear me?

Now, who's this whore

gonna blow to get me a drink up

in this b*tch?

Is that your briefcase?

Alright, I think we got

some code 45...

's up.

[symphony music plays]

Nice place you guys got here.

Yeah, we like it, we like it.

You rent?

Yep yep, we rent.

Worst house on the block, but

we're on the block.

[laughs]

[symphony continues]

[party chatter]

Ah...Do you have any crack?

Jenny?

Yo Gun. You sees her anywhere,

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