The Finales I: Date Of Fire Page #19

Jason:
Hello, Meryl.

Meryl:
So, You’re the new guy?

Jason:
Yes, Seems that way.

Meryl:
Alright, Well, You have some stuff on Nate?

Jason:
You asked, and you shall receive.

Meryl:
Okay, Where is it?

Jason:
In your email.

Meryl:
What?

Jason:
It is in your gmail.

Meryl:
What is your gmail?

Jason:
You mean yours?

Meryl:
You said in your gmail, So--

Jason:
Do you have a gmail?

Meryl:
Oh, Ummmmm No.

Jason:
Well, Do you have an outlook?

Meryl:
No, I have a window you can look out in--

Jason:
No, No, No, Not like that. Well, Do you have a yahoo?

Meryl:
I like the drink, I don’t drink it that much anymore though, considering--

Jason:
Do you have a hotpop?

Meryl:
Yeah, I meant to put them in the fridge--

Jason:
Ugh.

Ater.

Lo:
God, man, that’s f***ing disgusting.

Dave:
What? I wanted something to chew on.

Rachel walks up to Lo, Lo grabs her, and begins petting her, but he drops her almost a second after picking her up, She is now wet. Chase begins heavily breathing.

Chase:
Oh my god, Okay, I’m not the only one, sh*t, uhhhh, What do y’all see?

Lo:
You and Dave? What else--

Chase:
Uhhh, You know what I mean--

Dave:
Yeah, I do! I have instant reflexes, and Lo has water powers.

Lo:
What? I do?

Dave:
I’m assuming, considering your blood is water, and (he looks at Lo) your hand is dripping.

Chase (looking at Lo’s hand): God, that’s disgusting.

Lo (looking at his moist hands): Oh my god, Oh my god.

Dave:
What‘s your name, kid?

Chase:
Chase, or Chase.

Dave:
Alright, Chase, What now?

Chase:
Well, Another dude got the serum, If we can find a file for a guy named Devin Ellswort, and get his address, we could speak to him--

Lo:
No, No, No, We’re going to team up, We’re going to become famous beyond your wildest dreams!

Dave:
Ugh, What a squad we’re making--

Lo:
That’s it! We call it The Finales!

Dave:
It sounded like you were gonna do something clever there.

Lo:
It did didn’t it?

Bill (a random police officer who walks in): That sounds really, really f***ing dumb, and I’m in.

Lo:
What’s your powers?

Bill:
I don’t know yet, but I like the sound of this--

Dave:
You get a injection, drink the water?

Bill:
Water, I brushed my teeth, and next thing I know, my f***ing back teeth are green and my front are blue. By the way, Dave, You’re a wanted criminal in Canada, and I should arrest you, that’s why I’m here, but, If what wet dude (pointing at Lo) is right about us becoming famous heroes for killing fire dude over here (now pointing at nobody), I think I’ll give you a pass.

Dave:
Well, Thanks…… I guess?

Bill:
You’re welcome, So, The Finales, I have a Swat van that can fit up to 6 people, I’ll get them out of the van, and away from the state, and we’ll go get Ellsworth.

Lo:
What kind of last name is that?

We cut to them getting in the van, As they get in, Dave suddenly yells something.

Dave:
Wait!

Lo:
What?

Dave:
We gotta go back to the bar.

Bill:
What bar?

We cut to them walking in the bar, Ian is cleaning the bar off.

Ian:
Wait, Aren’t you the guy--

Dave walks up to Ian and begins choking him.

Dave:
Where’s Blake?

Ian:
Stop choking me and I’ll tell you!

Dave:
WHERE THE F*** IS BLAKE?!

Ian:
I can’t talk unless you let me go!

Bill:
Let the f***er go, Dave!

Dave lets him go.

Ian (suddenly aback): Motherf***er! Alright, The trans hoe?

Dave:
Hoe?

Dave begins to try to punch him.

Bill:
Dave.

Dave (looking behind him at Bill): What?

Bill:
That’s considered assault.

Dave (going to punch him): I DON’T GIVE A FLYING F***! SHE’S NOT A F***ING HOE!

Lo:
Jesus Christ. Dave. Stop.

Ian:
Yeah, Dave. Please, Come on man!

Dave (stopping):
Alright, Where the f*** is she?

Ian:
She lives in the apartment complex across from here. We fired her due to her faking her gender.

Bill (fainting):
The hell?

Chase:
Faking gender?

Lo (whispering to Chase): I’ll explain it later.

Dave:
She was female--!

Ian:
F***ing no she wasn’t! Me and you both know she f***ing lied!

Dave:
Does it f***ing matter! You have a p*ssy and a dick--!

Lo:
Jesus Christ we’re now getting the talk.

Dave:
She’s a f***ing female--!

Ian:
Shut up! Deal with your gender talks in another joint! I’ve got cleaning to do--!

Dave (going to punch Ian): Oh f*** you, you little sh*t!

Lo:
Dave!

We cut to Dave and Lo walking to room 420, They knock on the door, They hear the sound of a woman moaning.

Dave (hearing the door): The hell?

Dave knocks again.

Dave:
Blake?

Blake:
UGHHHHH!

The moaning stops, and she opens the door, she has a towel around her body.

Blake:
Oh, Dave--

Dave:
I don’t care who you’re f***ing, or what you’re f***ing, but--!

Blake:
What are you talking about? It’s that new rap song.

Lo (smacking his forehead): Oh yeah! I know that song!

Blake (to Lo):
Yeah, You get it.

Lo (to Dave):
The whole song’s about sex, It has moaning and everything.

Dave:
You guys are bullshitting me.

Blake:
No, I can play it back for you and everything!

Dave:
Then why do you have a towel on--?

Blake:
I was getting done taking a shower, like a normal person does once a week.

Dave:
Once a week?

We cut to Blake and Dave sitting at a table.

Dave:
And I’m sorry about that night, I really like you, and I hope we can go out sometime this weekend.

Blake:
Saturday night sounds good.

Dave (eyes wide): Oh my god, Oh my god! Great.

Blake (as Dave’s getting up to leave): See you around, reflexes.

Dave:
It was just a fly!

Dave leaves, and Lo then gets out of the bathroom.

Lo:
Where’s Dave?

Blake (getting up and running to the Door): Dave?! Dave? You left Lo--

Lo:
Oh don’t worry, It’s fine.

Lo goes back in the bathroom and sits on the toilet, and becomes water (Blake is watching the whole time).

Blake:
WHAT THE FUC--

We cut to them driving in Devin’s driveway, Lo and Chase walk up to the door, and knock.

Devin (opening the door and noticing Lo): Well, Well, Well, Lo, it’s been a while.

Lo:
Oh yeah, You.

Devin:
You’re still mad over her? Shoot, I let her go a few days after that, She kept wanting my attention, I didn’t text her for a single second, she was yelling at me, threatening to break up with me, and she wasn’t even letting me go to my Mom’s funeral! Yeah, I dropped the b*tch.

Chase:
Did she wear glasses?

We cut to Lo, Chase and Rachel (the cat in Lo’s lap) sitting on the couch, Devin pours them a mug of tea, and sits down. On the couch across from them.

Devin:
I don’t know what to tell you, You guys think I’m a magician--

Lo:
Don’t call us f***ing magicians! Don’t you call us that!

Devin:
Fine, Anyway--

Lo:
They’re paid wayyy more.

Devin:
Well, I don’t know what to tell you guys, other than y’all are f***ing insane! Did y’all do drugs before y’all came here?! How did y’all get this address?!

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