The Vanishing of Sidney Hall Page #5

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All right.

I win.

Thank you.

Could I actually

have one of those?

It's not a prize, mind you.

But you're welcome

to have a look.

Johan Tidemand.

It's kinda beautiful.

Hey, Melody.

Can I, um,

talk to you?

You make these yourself?

From time to time.

It's a little hobby of mine,

when I travel.

How much, uh

How would you want for this?

Listen, I only have, uh

Keep it.

Thanks.

You're welcome.

Hey, Hall.

Hey, man.

Where you been all week?

I was I was sick, dude.

Hey, so, um

You still

You still have that thing?

Yeah, I can bring it to the

finals on Monday if you want?

How's it going?

What do you mean?

You know what I mean.

Come on.

I'm gonna marry him.

So this is it?

Guess so.

Please, don't leave.

There's no room

for me here anymore.

I don't know what that means.

It means when I'm with you,

I don't feel like a person.

I feel like Sidney Hall's wife.

That's not true, Mel.

It is true.

When I'm with you,

it's just all about you.

Either your sad or depressed

or jealous or angry.

And those just aren't

attractive qualities

in case you wanted to know.

Mel, you're leaving me.

I just lost the Pulitzer

to Bishop,

a kid killed himself because

of something I wrote

How am I supposed

to feel right now? Huh?

- See?

- What?

- It's all about you again.

- How am I supposed to feel?

That kid didn't kill himself

because of you, or for you.

He killed himself for the cause.

You're not going to take the

Which left you

a really long time ago.

Where are you staying?

Where are you staying?

There's nobody else,

if that's what you're asking.

Please, stay tonight.

Stay tomorrow?

Yeah?

Hey, you weren't

at the party last night.

I thought we were

supposed to meet up.

Listen, Alexandra.

Sidney,

I've been doing some thinking.

And, I think we should

become more serious.

What does that mean?

Means that, what we're doing

is fun but

But I know it's not long-term.

I can't do that and you know it.

I want to fall

in love with you, Sidney.

Please, don't.

I think I already am.

Well, when you are finished

falling in love with me,

you know where the door is.

Are you for f***ing

Melody?

No, Gina. Remember?

Personal assistant who

you haven't called in a week?

Melody.

Drink this.

Come on.

Well, looks like

someone's been busy.

It's just words.

By the looks of it,

enough here for ten books.

Problem is, there's

only ten pages worth reading.

Okay. Which ten?

Doesn't matter which ten.

It's all just

first pages and first sentences.

There's no middle.

There's no end.

Characters keep switching

their identities.

Wish I could tell you

there's life and death

and plot twists.

And three generations

of richly drawn characters

And hope, and courage.

Regrets.

But it's just one long,

intoxicating

masturbation session

with no climax.

When am I going to climax?

Okay, let's get you

to bed, all right?

When was the last time

you slept?

I need you to do me a favor.

All right? Burn 'em.

What?

Burn 'em.

Sidney, I'm not

burning your book.

Just burn 'em.

Okay, you're being drunk

and pretentious

and I'm going to slap you

in the face.

People work their entire lives

in this industry,

just to get a taste

of your praise and accolades.

You just want

to throw that away?

I'm not doing it.

Fine.

I'll just do it myself.

- Okay.

- Fire

F***. Jesus.

Good morning, students.

This is the principal speaking.

I have very sad news.

A student here at Aubrey Field,

Brett Newport,

passed away last night.

His cause of death

is unknown at this time.

But he was a good student

and a great athlete.

I would like

to extend condolences

on behalf of myself

and the school faculty,

to his friends and family,

and I would like to ask everyone

if they could please rise

for a moment of silence.

I wish I could have been there.

Just five minutes

before he did it.

I would have shaken him

and just said,

"You have your whole life

ahead of you."

The good things

outweigh the bad.

That's just not true

for some people.

I always felt

like there was something

going on in Darcy's house.

Just something a little off.

Secrets, you know?

I've got to get out of here.

I'll go with you.

No, no, I mean, like

Like I gotta get out of here.

Yeah. Me too.

Really?

Yeah, really.

My parents said

they'd give me the old Pacer

so we can leave

after the school year.

Where would we go?

We can just go west.

Just Just go west?

I mean, just

I found this thing the other

day, in a magazine.

Here, I tore it out.

It's really cool, though.

Don't you think?

Yeah.

It's in the middle of nowhere.

The sky is like really blue.

It's not all polluted.

Where is it?

I don't know.

It's somewhere

in the Western Hemisphere.

Well, that narrows it down.

No, but really,

seriously, we're gonna

go here one day.

When we're old. Like 30.

And it'll be on this date.

What's today?

May

- Okay, okay, so on May 25th

- Mmm-hmm.

when we're 30 years old,

we'll go to this house.

And sleep on the lay of the land

until the sun rises.

And we'll bathe

in desert hot springs

before a tortoise attacks us.

What if we're not

together anymore.

We'll be together.

I mean, of course,

we're going to be together.

It doesn't matter.

Even if we're not

together anymore.

Even if we have

different families.

Other lives.

We just have

this one night together.

It's our night.

And what happens in the desert

stays in the desert

But we still don't know

where it is.

That's just a small detail.

Anyways,

it's all about beginnings.

And you already

have a beginning.

Yeah? What's that?

Well, you want to write

a novel, don't you?

Yeah.

Well, how about this?

A high-profile judge's son

kills himself in front

of the fam.

And you might have been

one of the last people

to see him alive.

If that's not a beginning

to a great book,

I don't know what is.

No.

Stay.

Sh*t.

Oh, sh*t. Come on.

- Sir.

- Yeah, we're good.

- Sir.

- Thank you. I'm good.

Sir, I need you

to stay right there.

Yeah.

I got you.

Step back to the car for me.

Is there any way

I can get a lift somewhere?

Sir, we're not a taxi.

We're arresting you.

Open container.

I was just laying down there,

that's not even mine.

Ow!

It's all right, Homer.

What are you going

to do with my dog?

Animal control is going

to take care of him.

Please don't hurt my dog.

- Please.

- Watch your head.

Please don't Ow!

Please don't hurt my dog.

Roger

that, bringing him around now.

Haven't seen this one before.

His name is Brett Newport.

It's a New York ID.

That's Brett Newport.

Good evening, ma'am.

My name is Duane Jones.

I teach English

at the high school.

Something wrong?

Oh, no. No, no.

Not at all.

As a matter of fact,

Sidney's one of our

brightest students.

I was wondering

if I could speak with him.

Make it quick.

He's grounded.

Well, I'm not

getting any younger.

I almost got in an accident

on Route 9

because my mind

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