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Tires SCREECH outside. Dude 2 stands up. There's a small crash outside Yelling VOICE: FREEZE! GUNSHOTS The Boy and Dude 2 look at each other The Boy walks towards Dude 2 and slams a fist across his face He reaches in Dude 2's pocket and grabs his phone, wishing he had had his phone to record his knockout punch The Boy takes off INT. GARAGE – NIGHT Gunshots and yelling heard in the background He slowly walks to the Aston Martin, carefully removes the tarp and drives off INT. RENTAL HOME – NIGHT The Boy opens the door Fam and Naomi are there, terrified FAM Damn nigga I hoped you'd come here, I ju- The Boy tosses the keys at him FAM What's this? The Boy doesn't say anything, he looks at Naomi They just look at each other for a moment, no words are said but they understand each other. Naomi knows that for The Boy, everything is fine He turns and walks out, a word never spoken INT. – A BUS TO WHEREVER – DAY The Boy, sitting alone, gets a notification *something something #roscoeswetsuit He doesn't read the whole tweet, just sets his phone down on the seat and exits the bus as it comes to a halt EXT. REMOTE CABIN - NIGHT The Boy is sitting at a campfire, an empty tree stump next to him He vapes as he roasts a marshmallow The father comes and sits next to him, puts a hand on The Boy's shoulder The Boy's eyes stay fixated on a burning marshmallow FATHER It's a great time, right? The Boy cracks a smile, no emoji.. just a smirk He turns as if to say something, but the father is gone.. ***Play song Life: The Biggest Troll*** Camera pans out as he puts his s'more together