The Spearhead Effect Page #2

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the sh*t out of me.

You seem like an easy target.

Wait, what are you doing here?

I thought you were still

up at school.

Grad school.

Journalism, right?

Yeah, I graduated like,

- last summer.

- Oh.

Came here looking for a job.

Any luck?

- No. Nothing.

- Well...

I tried calling you. What,

you changed your number?

Yeah.

Stupid thing. You know, you

got to be safe sometimes.

Check out.

I wish you had let me

know you were in town,

we could've got a drink.

Ah, man, I've been slammed anyway,

don't worry about it, you know...

How you... You doing

okay, yourself?

Yeah, I've never been better.

What are you

doing right now?

Want to grab a drink?

Place down the street

has a great Taco Tuesday.

It's Thursday, dude.

That's right, yeah.

I got some research

to do anyway, so...

let's make it tomorrow.

Sure...

Greenman, eight o'clock?

Yeah, cool. Sounds great.

Leave your hidden camera

at home though, huh.

[laughs] Yeah, good one.

Good to see you, man.

- See you tomorrow.

- All right.

[man on radio] Brings me to

the story Sasha referenced

at the top of the hour

about the newly weds.

A new wife cooked her husband

a roast one night for dinner.

The husband noticed that both ends

of the roast have been cut off.

He asked, "Why?

Why would you cut

the ends off in a roast?"

The wife became defensive

and said,

this is how her mother

always did.

But she was secretly curious,

so the next day she called her

mother asking about the roast.

Her mother said, "Well,

that's just how my mother

always did it."

The young wife then

calls her grandmother.

- And asks about the roast. The grandmother said...

- [cell phone vibrating]

"Well, sweetie, stoves

were smaller back then,

that's the only way

it could fit."

Hello.

[man muttering on phone] You like

squealing? When is your birthday?

You know, f*** you.

[door squeaking]

[heavy breathing]

[Daniel laughs]

Wedding was a blast.

I just couldn't get over

how fat everybody got.

I'm serious.

It was disgusting.

Ah, it happens I guess,

right?

Everybody was

asking about you.

[Jake clears throat]

[Daniel] I saw your

interview last week.

- Yeah?

- Your dad must be real proud.

My dad thinks

that I went too far.

Made myself a... target.

Maybe he's got a point.

Give me the matches.

Remember this one?

F***ing party tricks, man.

Some things never change, huh?

Nope.

I don't get it.

What's there to get?

I mean, what's the point?

There doesn't have

to be a point.

What's going on?

Something's up. I can tell.

Somebody broke into

my place last night.

Did you call the cops?

Somehow I doubt

it will be news to them.

What, you think the cops

broke into your place?

Left me a message.

Typical scare tactics.

Has this happened before?

A couple of emails, phone

calls, but nothing this...

Invasive.

Oh, this is serious, man.

This is exactly the type of behavior

I am trying to highlight, okay?

They're practically handing me

motivation and ammunition.

Besides, if they actually

plan on doing anything,

all they do is make

me a martyr.

Maybe you should lay low for a

little while, you know, like,

get out of your house, like, go

stay with your dad or something.

Thank you.

Hey, no, look, I got it.

- I got it.

- It's fine. I can...

Dude, I got it.

I am getting phone calls

for book deals

if you can believe it or not.

Plus I know you got

student loans to pay off.

So, my treat.

Thanks.

Are you sure you feel

safe at your house?

Why don't you crash

at my place?

I got a couch you

can sleep on.

You know, it will

be good to catch up.

My treat.

Okay.

[Daniel] This is you.

Make yourself at home.

You know...

You got enough books in here.

Yeah, well, you like playing

with fire, I have my interests.

Maybe I like actually

playing with fire

instead of just

reading about it, huh.

You know what?

Oh, and you know, by the way,

try not to broadcast my address

all over the Internet,

you know I prefer my walls

without bloody threats, okay?

Noted.

All right.

Shower pressure,

the water is little wonky,

but, will be all right.

Yeah, make yourself

at home, man.

Wanna watch a movie

or something?

Ah, dude, I really

got to get to bed, man.

These interviews

are kicking my ass.

I wanna get at least 12 hours

of sleep tonight. You watch.

Yeah. Pretty beat too.

- Yeah, good night.

- Hey...

Meant to ask you earlier.

You never said what you thought

about the videos I post.

I...

No, it's cool, right?

[clears throat]

Good night, man.

Good night.

Thanks again.

[sighs]

- [grunts]

- [gasps]

[clock ticking]

[door opens]

[footsteps]

[door closes]

Excuse me, guys.

Thanks, man.

So where did you go last night?

Nowhere.

Two o'clock,

I heard you walk out.

Oh, yeah, I...

Couldn't sleep. I felt

a walk would clear my head.

For three hours?

Longer the walk,

clearer the head, you know.

I thought you were getting

laid or something.

You know...

You all right, man?

Yeah, it's fine, it's just...

you know, job interviews

aren't really coming,

still got this debt

on my hands,

and you know, like...

Daniel is always talking

about his student debt.

He never mentions his weekend

trips to the casino, does he?

Dude, I told you that...

And he neglects to mention

his celebrity friends.

Jake, this is Evan.

Evan, this is Jake.

Hi.

Sure... Have a seat.

I hope it doesn't embarrass you

if I say I admire your work.

No. Not at all.

We actually got

to get going.

Why?

You got a job

to rush off to?

Yeah, thanks, Evan.

So when can we expect

your next expose?

Waiting for an inspiration

to strike.

How do you two

know each other?

We're in the same book club.

Book club. Really?

What are you reading?

Crime and Punishment.

We have some pretty

lively discussions.

Especially last night.

Last night?

You guys meet pretty late

for a book club, don't you?

You should swing by.

Maybe we can provide you

with some inspiration.

I actually don't think we got

enough room, really, you know.

I mean, no offense, Jake,

but you probably wouldn't

even like it anyway.

Okay, you guys are f***ing

with me, right?

Why don't you two

talk about it?

I should get back to work.

All right.

It's a pleasure to meet you.

Okay, what the hell

is that sh*t?

Sorry, he can be kind

of a douche.

He's a douche?

You're the one

with your panties in a wad.

Like what's the sh*t about the casino?

I thought you were done with that.

All right, I'm not gonna

get lectured by a guy

who's got half the police

force after him, all right?

Okay.

Look, I've known you

my entire life, you know,

I just want the best for you,

you trust me, right?

Yeah, of course.

Then just let this one go.

You said you wanted to

lay low for a little while.

Just lay low.

[clock ticking]

[footsteps]

[door opens and closes]

What the...

[muffled talking]

[Evan] F*** you, guys. I'm

not gonna tell you anything.

[man grunts]

[man being hit]

[man] You're gonna have trouble

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