The Informers Page #2

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but we're not gonna be a family.

Martin?

You can't call the house anymore.

Why? Is there someone here who cares?

You just can't come over here anymore.

- No.

- Are you going to tell me why?

William is moving back in.

Are you telling me

he dumped the newscaster chick?

So...

Big Bad William is moving back in.

So the f*** what? Unless you wanna

shell out for a room at the Bel- Air...

No, Martin. Martin, you don't understand.

We can't do this anymore.

We can't do it. It's over.

Right.

Just like it was over the last time?

Martin, don't.

Baby.

I see.

Well, could I at least

borrow 60 bucks?

I have to pay this guy

for these Billy ldol tickets.

And I forgot to go to the lnsta- Teller

and, you know...

You know,

it's just really a massive hassle, so...

What can I do for you, Mr. Metro?

Can you just get these kids

out of here, man?

- Hey! What are you doing? Come on.

- All right. Time to go.

No!

Hey, Jackson. How's it hanging?

What the f*** are you doing here?

I told you I was coming.

What'd you think, it was a joke?

One f***ing night. And that's it.

You understand me?

Jackson, will you chill out, man,

and show your Uncle Pete a little love, huh?

Well, where's this f***ing

lndian friend of yours?

Indian's in the desert.

What the f*** does that even mean,

"The lndian's in the desert"?

Indian did some bad stuff.

Decided to stay in Barstow.

He's laying low, if you get my drift.

But Mary's in the van.

- Who's Mary?

- Come on, I'll show you.

Jackson, this is Mary.

Mary? Mary, this is Jackson.

Is she okay?

Yeah, she's sort of just taking it all in.

She saw some stuff. Bothered her.

- How old is this girl?

- I don't know.

Sixteen. Seventeen. I never ask.

Lucifer?

What the f*** are you doing

with two underage kids?

How many times

are we gonna go through this?

It does not matter if it was consensual.

I f***ed up my hand.

How'd you do it? Did someone help you?

I did it shaving, man. Who the f*** cares?

My hand is f***ed up.

Just... Just call a doctor, Roger.

We are meeting Gary Gray,

the movie producer.

You know, I don't know if I'm going

to be able to make that meeting, Roger.

Look, I'll send the hotel doctor up

and then you're gonna pull it together.

And when I knock on your door,

you are going to answer it

without your cock hanging out

of some 14- year- old girl's ass. Got it?

And you're going to be wearing something

with long sleeves.

- Why?

- Multiple choice.

A, you look nice in long sleeves.

B, you have holes in your arms.

C, you have holes in your arms.

Or D, you have holes in your arms.

- C.

- Really?

Yeah?

Graham, it's for you.

- It's Dirk.

- Sh*t.

Hey, Dirk.

Yeah.

What do you need?

Yeah, I can get that for you.

Okay.

A little business?

Yeah. And my f***ing car's at my mom's.

- Can you give me a ride?

- Can't. I'm going to Hawaii.

Well, f***, dude,

give me a better excuse than that.

I wish I could. Thanks.

Aloha.

Can you give me a lift?

Don't look at me, dude.

Bye.

So how're you doing, Tim?

I'm good. Fine. How are you?

I'm doing good, I guess.

- You want a drink?

- No, that's all right.

Come on. Have a drink.

- I'm okay.

- I'm gonna pour you one anyway.

So, what have you been up to?

Kind of a tough thing

about that friend of yours dying, huh?

- You want to talk about that?

- What time does the plane leave?

You wanna hear something?

Who's this?

- I think it's Devo.

- Who?

It's a group called Devo.

Great. I love it.

Yeah.

Hey. Hey.

I think it's great you could finally

get away with your old man, you know?

Your mom said maybe

you weren't gonna be able to make it.

- But here you are.

- I'm here.

We're going to Hawaii. It's gonna be great.

The virus's unknown origin

and seeming selectivity is creating fear.

Gays, intravenous drug users and Haitians

seem particularly to be at risk.

The virus reacts almost like

a contagious form of cancer.

I'm trying to stay positive.

I think in my situation it's very...

And it's where film meets rock

and we're all happy.

- Bryan.

- Okay, an idea for a movie.

And the reason we came to Bryan Metro

is because people remember

how intense that movie turned out

about the life of the band.

Holy Christ, man, the four of you guys,

Sam and Matt and...

- Ed. His name was Ed.

- Yeah. Yeah.

That's known as a real tragedy, huh?

A real shame.

Upsetting, too, I bet. Right?

When your bassist jumps from the roof

of the Clift Hotel, I'd say so.

They'd already split up by then, so...

Yeah. Well, anyways,

since that movie about the life of the band

turned out to be so cool and so profitable,

without exploiting anyone,

we were wondering

if you'd be pleased and thrilled

to star in a movie,

one where you would actually play yourself.

We get so many scripts.

Bryan turned down Amadeus,

so we're very fussy.

Well, this movie is basically your typical

rock- star- in- outer- space- type thing.

There's this alien creature, this ET.

- ET?

- Extraterrestrial. Alien.

Yeah. The ET sabotages Bryan's limo

after a gig,

and there's a big fiery chase and somehow...

- We haven't quite got that nailed yet...

- Yeah, go on.

You all end up on a planet

where Bryan falls in love with a princess.

We're thinking Pat Benatar

or a Go- Go for that.

In order to escape the planet,

you have to play in this big concert

for the emperor,

who's basically this giant tomato.

So it's madcap, right?

- It's not tacky...

- Yes.

...and everyone is getting

very excited by it.

Bryan?

Bryan. Bryan?

Thank you so much for coming.

Hey, what are you doing here?

Christie, you know my sister, Susan, right?

- Have you guys met?

- Yeah. Hi.

Okay, well, I'm gonna get a drink.

- Cool, baby. You wanna bring me one, too?

- Nice shirt.

Ditto.

Does she always dress like that?

Movies, restaurants and stuff?

- You a little jealous?

- Graham!

Hey, mellow out.

Did you know

they were gonna go through with it?

What?

Mom and Dad? Yeah.

Mom mentioned something when I woke up.

What a scandal, huh?

Oh, my God, you're so stoned.

You're such a stoner.

I can't even talk to you.

I'm really not stoned, okay?

Just mellow out.

- You should talk to him.

- And say what exactly?

I don't know. "Dad, this isn't a good idea.

Don't go through..."

Okay? All right.

Let's take off, all right? What do you say?

Graham, do you even care

what he did to Mom?

And now he's back and he's just gonna do

the same thing again.

Look, I had to take care of her,

okay, Graham?

I had to take care of Mom,

and I'm not gonna do it again!

Graham. Graham!

Please. We have to do something, okay?

If Dad pulls the same sh*t again,

Mom isn't gonna make it.

This will destroy her. Do you understand?

Cheryl, there's someone on the phone.

- William Sloan.

- Thank you.

- What?

- I called the house and no one answered.

I was hoping it was the wrong number.

Yeah, well, it's not the wrong number.

So why haven't you been home?

Because I've been busy.

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