The Endless Page #5
- (KNOCKING)
- Hey, I'm sorry to come by so late.
I'm, uh, lost and, uh...
(SIGHS)
Hey, I can hear you
in there.
It's Justin from
ten years ago.
Can you just help me out?
(CREAKING)
Why are you in my house?!
Why the f*** are you
in my house?!
Uh...
God damn it!
F*** me all to hell!
Just-just sit down
or whatever, all right?
Careful around my bike!
Don't you f***ing touch my bike!
So, a decade ago,
I tell you that you're livin'
in some sort of death cult,
and not only were you not bright
enough then to figure it out,
you actually came back.
You are not smart.
(CHUCKLES)
You never have been, no.
I mean, all kids are dumb,
but you're like some sort of
retarded hobbit or something.
I'm sorry.
I, uh...
I don't know how
I got lost.
I don't know how you're hanging
in there
I don't understand what's going
on at that camp.
Bunch of loopin' prisons, man.
Like shitty pods of time.
Repeatin' over and over
and over again
like rats tellin' stories
for that thing's amusement!
My loop's short as hell, bro.
Hell, some are even shorter.
Hell, you fools, you fools up at
that hippy-dippy camp bullshit,
you're something like, what,
ten years now? (CHUCKLES)
You gotta kill yourself
before the restart
or that thing,
that thing'll do it for ya.
And it's much worse than
anything you can do to yourself.
But the camp prefers that thing
doin' it for 'em, doesn't it?
Yeah, considers it
sacred even.
It'll snatch you
right out of your shoes.
I feel terrible.
I know better than that.
Well, it just sounds like you
lost your temper, that's all.
It happens.
Hal.
Anyone want a beer?
Yeah, thanks.
Okay.
Hey, we all know that
your brother's a good guy.
We all knew about
the cult thing, but...
Whatever.
It's in the past.
You don't think most of us
have something we wish we could
just leave behind?
(WHISPERING)
The rest of it, though,
it just...
You know, this place protects us
from some of it.
regardless.
on, doesn't it?
I'm just grateful I get
to live at all.
Don't do it
if you don't want to.
Everything all right?
Yeah.
You might not be able to tell
because of that big ol' beard,
but Tim, he just
worries a lot.
Anything I need
to worry about?
Yeah, you get used to it.
Suicide option. Mm.
I ain't no mathematician,
but every few hours since '09...
now what is that? Hmm?
Well, it's a f***ing lot!
But what you wanna do is,
you wanna get...
you wanna get unlost...
and then leave again,
like you're not some Mongoloid
motherf***er, am I right?
'Cause if you let it
have you,
and you're still in the borders
when the loop resets,
you'll be stuck as sh*t
forever.
Hmm?
Now, you should be able to follow
that trail there, shouldn't you?
Everything looked different
all of a sudden, and I...
Yeah, I remember that.
Oh, yeah.
Thing is, you're old
as f*** now.
And more likely just to...
just to toe the line.
You know,
put some confusion in that
I just really got to get back to Camp
Arcadia and get back to my brother.
I can do that for you.
Great. How do I get back?
Oh, not for free.
Big 'ol f*** no.
(CHUCKLES)
No, you gotta
suck my dick first.
What?
You have to suck
my dick first.
(LAUGHS)
I'm just f***in' with ya!
Your f***in' face!
Uh...
(LAUGHS)
No, but seriously,
not for free, no.
All right, look, I don't know
what I can give you,
but I really just gotta get back
and get back to my brother
before whatever's about...
We're all stuck in these
f***in' things, man!
But you're free,
you're free for now.
It'll get you lost, but you
like some brainless dickhole.
(LAUGHS)
And since you wouldn't know a
carburetor from your cock...
I want you to get me a gun.
We have those back at camp.
I could just...
I ain't falling for that, no.
Sit down.
All right, now this is our
circle, right here, okay?
And there is this b*tch-ass
tweaker, with a grip of guns,
who sold me a broken computer
before I was stuck up in this
f***in' b*tch,
and he swore to God he'd make it
up to me.
This is his filthy
f***in' loop,
and this is his shitty f***in'
cabin right here, all right?
The gun-nut tweaker?
Yeah, the gun-nut tweaker.
You just follow this map
fuckamajigs.
All right, and you'll find this
who's got a gun collection that'd
give Yosemite Sam a boner.
Now, you bring me back a real
nice one. Okay?
And I'll draw you one of these
fancy maps,
get you back to your brother.
Oh, and, uh...
use this compass.
And trust only this compass,
not what you see.
All right.
It doesn't let me sleep.
Funny thing is,
I don't get tired.
I just...
It doesn't let me dream.
It does that so my mind
never leaves this place.
These three hours...
Using space and time
as its horsewhip.
I'm, uh...
I'm really sorry
to hear that.
And I'll, uh...
I'll see you soon.
There is
A house
In New Orleans
They call
The rising sun...
(BIRDS CAWING)
I have this theory that it's
made up of impossible colors.
See, retinas only have three
types of cone cells,
so maybe none has
the signal strength
to see it in our normal state.
Just a theory, though.
What we do know is that...
it shows us what it sees.
It has a powerful
elegance to it.
So, it was looking at me.
Why did it send me
a picture of a trailer?
Probably where to go.
I was actually gonna go
find Justin.
Well, there you go.
I know that fight was really
hard for all of us last night,
but can you help?
I don't know anything anybody
else doesn't know about life.
But last night's got me
thinking.
Can you have power over
yourself,
if you give up any amount of
authority to something else?
I mean...
I really do have to find
Justin...
I mean, it's a good question.
Always has been,
always will be.
Go out to the route,
past Cabin Two.
When you go past it,
you'll see a small trail.
Just follow it for
a really long time.
There's no way I'm not gonna
get lost if I do that.
Can you please just
come with me?
I literally can't go with you
to help you find your brother.
But you should.
And I sincerely hope
he's okay.
I really hope you make
your own choice.
Before the third moon is full.
Hal?
Hal.
Tell me what that means.
Saying more would be like
trying to explain
an impossible color.
(BREATHES DEEPLY)
(SCOFFS)
In the house
Of the rising sun
MAN:
Yeah?Uh, hi.
Um...
Carl sent me.
Who?
Carl. He, uh...
Can you just open
the f***ing door?!
Uh, Carl sent me
and, uh...
- What?
- Are you all right?
Oh, this?
Yeah, no, I'm fine.
It's not what it looks like.
Mike's trying to help me out.
He's my buddy.
Trying to, uh, you know,
get me clean and sober!
Okay.
Um... so...
Don't be weird, dude.
Come on in.
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