The Wicked One Page #2

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going for this year?

Last year, you were

a naughty schoolgirl,

and I think you looked

a little bit more like

Velma from

"Scooby-Doo."

(laughing)

Contrary to your

point of view,

Halloween isn't an excuse

to dress up like a dirty hooker.

Liv, you're gonna be fine,

no matter

what you decide to go as.

So, this Wicked Fest,

is it adult-oriented,

or is it, like,

kid-friendly?

Ahh, what's going on, guys?

- Come in.

- What'd I miss?

Well, Alex was about

to explain this whole

Wicked Fest,

Dr. Destiny thing.

Mm-mmm...

Chris, Dr. Dementia.

- Oh...

- You know, like, the old-school Halloween host.

- Mm-mmm.

- No.

Okay, like, okay,

Wolfula.

- Nope.

- No.

Morgas?

- Try again.

- No.

Oh, my God, really?

Oh, my God... okay, Elvira.

- Ahh!

- Thank you.

Elvira was

f***ing hot.

- But still...

- Hey!

So, it's like

a retro thing?

...you'll love it.

Let's face it, guys,

Halloween isn't

what it used to be.

Nowadays, kids go

in the church parking lots

and football fields

and walk 100 feet

to get their candy.

You remember

when we were kids?

Oh, my God,

it was so much more fun.

- Mmm.

- I mean, you'd be two or three miles

away from the house.

No curfew.

One rule.

Light wasn't on,

you ain't getting no candy.

Those were the houses

that got egged and T.P.'d.

Well, see,

we all have fond memories

of Halloween as a kid.

And that's what

Wicked Fest is doing.

They're just trying

to stay true to...

the meaning, in our

opinion, of Halloween.

All the fun and...

there's music,

there's entertainment,

there's liquor.

Ooh, I like liquor.

It's a blast, you guys are

gonna have a good time.

- Sold.

- There's no clowns though, right?

I cannot stand

clowns or carnivals.

Seriously, they smell

like old cheese.

And you remember

that sawdust stuff

they used to clean up

the puke with

- at elementary school?

- Eating!

- Sorry.

- No, it's not a carnival.

You're good.

- Well, maybe...

- Sounds good.

...we can find Awkward Annie

right here a man.

(chuckling)

Ooh.

Nice.

As long as he's nothing

like you, Quinton,

then I'm all for it.

- Score, ouch.

- (buzzing)

- Nice one.

- Thank you very much.

I'm gonna get up.

What do you want?

(man)

Well, hey to you too, sis.

What is it, Trevor?

You sound busy.

Too busy to talk

to your own brother?

Maybe... you only call me

when you want me

to get you out of

trouble or something,

so is that

this kind of call or what?

(chuckling) ...it's funny

you should mention that.

(sighing)

(engine starting)

Hey, you okay?

Not really.

Who was that

on the phone?

My brother.

He's stranded and needs

somebody to pick him up.

Oh, I see.

I'm so sick

of my brother's sh*t.

So, are we gonna

pick him up?

I'm not keen on the idea.

We both know

his track record.

I don't wanna risk him

ruining this trip.

Oh, God, you think we should

pick him up, don't you?

I didn't say that,

I was just,

you know, thinking...

he is your brother.

I haven't forgot that.

But I also haven't forgotten

all the trouble he's caused.

I've bailed him

out of jail,

what, three times

in the last two years?

Yeah, I know,

I know, it's...

He's family.

I mean, if he doesn't have

you, who else does he have?

You know,

he doesn't even like you.

Remember?

He stole your car

and wrecked it

two years ago?

Yeah, I remember

the car stunt.

Even still, if...

you wanna pick him up,

then so do I.

This weekend's

all about us.

(both chuckling)

How did I get so lucky to get

such a great guy like you?

Mmm, I believe it was

those black-lace thongs

- you wore that one time.

- Shut up!

(laughing)

I'm not lying.

Yo! Let's get the f***ing

road on the show.

- Come on!

- Let's go, guys!

How are we supposed

to even find him anyway?

Oh, the smell of cheap

cigarette smoke.

Wait.

Jesus Christ,

Trevor, a graveyard?

Really?

Hey, sis.

What the hell

are you doing here?

Oh, well-well-well,

if it isn't Sergeant Rock.

Trev.

How's Alexis?

Come here!

What the hell happened?

Why are you here?

It's just a little mishap,

that's all.

- Mishap?

- Yeah.

Look, I... I just needed

a ride, all right?

- Trevor...

- Nothing to freak the f*** out about.

Trevor!

All right, fine,

I was in Geneva,

conducting

some business.

My ride bailed on me...

good enough?

- Business?

- Yeah.

Drugs.

You were on a drug deal,

weren't you?

God, I can't believe this.

Hey, listen, back off,

Al, all right?

Do I judge you

for your lifestyle?

Job? Love interests?

Are you serious

right now?

About what...

yeah, like

Mom and Dad would be

so disappointed...

Don't you dare

bring them into this.

Is everything

all right?

Peachy,

never been better.

You listen to me,

and you listen good.

I'm hoping for

a fun, little getaway

out at the farm,

and I am in no mood

to deal with any of

your drama bullshit,

do you understand me?

What, the family old farm?

Yes.

Ahh.

What now?

Who's the chick with

the "Ugly Betty" glasses?

She's kind of cute.

I'm serious, Trevor.

One fuckup, and I will

happily leave your ass

on the side of the road,

are we clear?

Yes, ma'am.

Let's go.

Guys...

My ill-conceived brother.

Hi, I'm Olivia.

It's nice to meet you.

Trevor.

F*** it... Quinton.

How's it going?

This is my bodyguard, Chris.

Um, weird, she's never

mentioned you before.

We had no idea

she even had a brother.

No, I'm sure

she hasn't.

Don't make me regret this.

(doorbell jingles)

(doorbell jingles)

Hello?

Ms. McCoy?

(man)

Hello?

Ms. McCoy, you here?

Hello?

Ms. McCoy?

Hello?

Ms. McCoy?

Ms. McCoy?

You in here?

Ms. McCoy?

Well, there's

a sight for sore eyes.

Hey, there,

Mr. Thatcher.

You still letting this guy

tag along with you?

- How you doing, Harry?

- Real good.

Well, Norma cleaned y'all's

place for you yesterday.

She'll be ready to go.

- Thank you.

- You tell Norma

- we greatly appreciate it.

- Ayuh.

I won't keep you folks.

You all have a good time.

Just remember,

if you need anything,

you let us know.

(Alexis)

Thank you.

See you, Harry!

(engine starting)

See you!

(crow cawing)

(crow cawing)

This is f***ing legit!

Like, awesome.

Yeah, it is.

This is...

This is you?

Alex, you said

you grew up comfortable.

I had no idea you grew up

on f***in' Skywalker Ranch.

It's a goddamn

farmhouse,

it's not the Grand

f***in' Canyon.

All right, Baby Gap.

Let's unload

this sh*t.

Hey, Trev!

Would you just stop?

What?

Look, I know

this is difficult.

Yeah, what?

What's difficult?

Coming back here.

Look, but I really think

it's what you need.

You know what I need?

For you not to tell me

what the f*** I need

all the time, all right?

Do you think this sh*t

wasn't hard for me

when I first came back?

When I came back here,

I cried for days.

I laid in our parents' bed,

I visited their graves.

Those emotions that

you're feeling right now?

I know them, okay?

I felt them too, but...

I promise, Trev,

it gets better.

Day by day,

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