Wake Page #5

She's just still mad about the mirror.

Oh, the mirror.

[Vehicle approaches]

Hey, isn't that the guy

from the funeral?

Hey, hey, hey!

Hey! Come back here!

Wasn't his name,

like, Varnez or something?

I don't know.

My life just keeps getting

weirder and weirder.

What's going on?

You know, I'm kind of beat.

I think I'm gonna go home.

You don't want to come in?

'Cause I actually needed

to talk to you about some stuff.

I know. I... I'm gonna

take a rain check, okay?

- Okay.

- Okay?

Okay.

How about 2:
00?

Great.

We'll see you tomorrow.

Thank you.

How may I help you?

Hi. I'm here to see Tyler.

[Telephone rings]

[Door opens]

Hey.

Hey, I just thought I'd stop by.

Nice.

Just give me a minute.

Junkie's dream come true, huh?

[Chuckles]

You don't have to watch this

if it makes you squeamish.

Oh, I'm fine.

Anna could never...

I'm sorry.

I keep talking about her.

Don't be silly.

You're thinking about her.

It's natural.

Thank you.

Yeah, she could

never watch this.

Makes me sad to think

about all the things

she didn't get to try or do

or places she didn't get to go.

We were gonna go to India.

She wanted to see the Taj Mahal.

Every year I'll get older,

farther away from her.

I'll be 30, 40, 60.

She'll always be 28.

Yeah, I understand.

Like, my parents are cheerful people,

like, aggravatingly

cheerful people.

When my sister died,

oddly enough, that didn't change.

I didn't even know she was sick

until she was hospitalized.

And then afterwards, you know,

there were whispers

behind closed doors,

or red eyes at the breakfast table,

but my parents

never lost their composure.

They never doubted that it was all

just part of some master plan.

And we never even

had a funeral for her.

We were supposed to just move on

and let go of the negativity.

[Scoffs]

I still think about her

in the middle of the night.

Like, I see her

walking down the street.

I never really

got to say goodbye, so...

My point is that if you,

you know,

want to go to the cemetery,

I'll go with you.

That's all I want to say.

Thank you.

You know, I'd love to see

some of your artwork.

My artwork?

Yeah, from the class

you took with Anna.

I mean, was it painting,

or was it pen and ink, sculpture?

What was it?

Oh, my artwork, what was it?

Um, it was painting.

I want to call the school, see if they

have anything left of Anna's.

I mean, I'd love to have it

as a keepsake, you know.

You know, what?

I actually have some of her

stuff that I can just give you.

No, I wouldn't dream of taking yours.

She gave it to you.

I mean, you never know.

I'm sure they have something.

So, how long

have you guys been painting?

Oh, gosh.

Six years?

Ten years, here.

Uh-huh.

So, you know, if I wanted to

take a crash course in painting,

what would you recommend?

Wait?

You want to paint?

You do tiny, perfect dioramas,

but you can't even

draw a stick figure?

- It's easy.

- It is?

It is?

You paint the masterworks.

Just like "Mona Lisa."

Or "The Dancers"

or... or "Starry Night"

or whatever style you like,

and then you learn

from the masters in that field.

I could do that.

You're a painter?

Yeah, apparently.

[Register beeps]

$436.

Okay.

[Sighs]

Uh, no, sister...

that's not going in my living room.

[Sighs]

All right, the bathroom.

All right.

[Sighs]

Tyler, I...

I have something

I have to tell you.

[Indistinct conversations]

How can I love the one man

that I can never have?

I have tried everything

to forget him...

to dull my pain.

The mere thought of him

just undoes me.

I know I can't...

I can't have my one true love,

and my only choice is to die.

[Sobbing]

[Laughing]

It was beautiful.

Oh, the actors were great.

And the sets...

the sets were very first class.

I love them.

I absolutely lov...

Shh.

You know what?

Tonight was so great,

which makes this

even harder to say.

[Cell phone rings]

- Can you not get that?

- I won't. I'll just screen it.

Hold on one second.

Hey. Hi.

M-Marissa. Whoa, whoa,

whoa, whoa, whoa.

Hey, hey. Calm down.

Marissa, hey, you don't mean that.

Listen to me. Listen to me.

You just have to go

to the safe-depos...

[Cell phone beeps]

Never mind, Marissa.

She hung up.

- What was that about?

- Nothing.

[Sighs]

You know what?

Anna was your friend.

You have a right to know.

What am I talking about?

Actually...

I'm sorry,

what were you saying?

She thinks I killed Anna.

What?

That's ridiculous.

I mean, you could never...

I know.

I knew there was something

I didn't like about that guy.

What can you tell me about him?

Did you see anything suspicious

in his house?

I've actually

never been to his house.

Well, obviously

you need to stop seeing him.

Anna's sister's sick with grief.

I saw her. She's not well.

The suspicion thing's nothing.

I can't believe you're dating

a murder suspect over me.

[Laughs]

Shane, you and I...

I'm going to a morticians'

conference next month...

...and we could never...

...in beautiful

downtown Cleveland.

We're more like...

I don't know why

we never get Miami, or...

...like friends.

...Las Vegas.

I'd even settle for Philadelphia.

[Sighs]

Yeah, Philadelphia would be nice.

What the hell

are you wearing, anyway?

[Chuckles]

Oh.

[Sobbing]

[Knock on door]

- Hi.

- Hi.

What's going on, hmm?

Mm.

I understand it, you know?

I understand Marissa.

She just...

needs someone to blame.

For me, it was

my sister's doctors.

I mean, you can't be hurt by it,

because...

...it just helps her

to believe that.

I know.

What's that?

- Open it up and see.

- Hmm.

[Gasps]

Oh, my God.

I was gonna take you

to hear some Texas music tonight.

I didn't think

you'd have the right shoes.

But we don't have to go.

No, no, I want to go.

Let me change.

I'll be a minute. Thank you.

You're welcome.

% % I'm gonna steal

Willie Nelson's hat % %

% % Well % %

% % I'm a Lone Star fool % %

% % Ooh % %

% % I'm a Lone Star fool % %

% % In the heart of Texas % %

% % Dear Lord,

I'm a Lone Star fool % %

% % In the heart of Texas % %

% % Dear Lord,

I'm a Lone Star fool % %

% % I'm a Lone Star fool % %

% % I'm a Lone Star fool % %

% % I'm a Lone Star fool % %

% % I'm a Lone Star fool % %

[Chuckles]

[Sighs]

My God, you look gorgeous.

[The Mother Truckers'

"Dynamite" plays]

I'm gonna get some drinks.

What do you want?

Heineken.

I know you want to talk.

I'll be right back.

% % I've got a pack of matches % %

% % And there ain't a thing

That you can do % %

% % You'll never see it coming % %

% % 'Till the fire's up inside of you % %

% % Oh, yeah % %

Hey.

Oh.

- Salud.

- Cheers.

% % It just depends on when

The feeling's right % %

I just saw that guy.

What?

You know, the guy.

- I just saw...

- I can't hear what you're saying.

Maybe that's good,

because there's some things

that I haven't been

able to say otherwise.

I-I've lied.

What are you...

what are you saying?

% % How I feel inside % %

Rate this script:0.0 / 0 votes