SurrealEstate (2021) s03e08 Episode Script

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[INDUSTRIAL SOUNDS]
[DRAMATIC SCORE]
LUKE: Previously on SurrealEstate.
We heard your agency is special.
Well, we like to think so.
It came from some ruin outside of town.
My mom would've loved these.
Here's a report on that brick of yours.
- Thanks, Tag.
- Great little partner
you got there. Be a shame
if something happened to her.
- [TIRES SCREECHING]
- [SUSAN GASPS]
- [CAR ENGINE REVVING]
- Susan! [GRUNTS]
SUSAN: Oh!
[DRAMATIC SCORE]
- [SOBS] No.
- [SCORE FADES OUT]
[ENGINE REVVING]
[OMINOUS SCORE]
- [THUD]
- [RATTLING]
TAG: So are we gonna go?
- Tag?
- Because you promised me
an exclusive, private showing.
- Of what?
- The home you sold me!
It has everything on my
list. Everything a young,
trendy guy like me needs.
Cozy, below-ground walkout,
- quiet neighborhood.
- Lots of natural wood.
I don't want to be late.
[SCORE INTENSIFIES]
[DRAMATIC BOOM]
- [OMINOUS SCORE CONTINUES]
- [HIGH-PITCHED RINGING]
Is your friend coming with us?
She's not my friend.
Maybe we can leave her, then?
TAG: Too late. We're already here.
[SHADOW WOMAN SIGHS] It's perfect.
SUSAN: Don't leave.
I have to. I'm home.
- Please, Tag.
- I have to, Susan.
You know how I feel about home.
Please.
Just be careful.
She seems really mad about something.
[DOOR THUDS]
[SHADOW WOMAN BREATHES HEAVILY]
[OMINOUS SCORE INTENSIFIES]
- [WOMAN GRUNTS]
- [SUSAN GASPS]
- [SCORE ABATES]
- [SUSAN GASPS]
[OPENING THEME]
- [DISTANT MAN SCREAMING]
- [THEME FADES OUT]
LOMAX: Can't believe he's gone.
"Out, out, brief candle.
Life is but a walking shadow."
Shakespeare?
- [ELEVATOR DINGS, DOORS RUMBLE]
- The Scottish play.
Well, great. Thanks.
[PHONE CLICKS OFF]
[LUKE SIGHS]
Hey. So that was, uh, Briar Meadows.
They're going to handle all the details.
Thanks, Lomax.
I understand there will
be no memorial service?
Tag's attorney said he was very specific
- with what he wanted in his will.
- [SOFT SOMBER SCORE]
He asked that his cremated remains,
and I'm quoting here,
he wanted them transported to
the South American Altiplano,
along with a few hundred thousand pesos
to compensate an
indigenous Chilean huaso
for spreading his ashes
so they might mingle among the scat
of the proud alpaca in
the land of their birth.
Eccentric to the last.
Wow.
I mean, we get people who
want to bury their ashes
at Knott's Berry Farm.
This feels way more poetic.
- Has anybody heard from Susan?
- [ELEVATOR BELL DINGS]
[ELEVATOR DOORS RUMBLE]
Sorry I'm late. I should have called.
I, uh, I didn't sleep very well.
Of course not. Are you okay?
I'm fine. Um
Tag is gone and I'm just, uh
- I'm just fine.
- You didn't have to come in.
I need to keep things moving
on the Matthew closing,
the Elizabeth open
house, the Tot contract,
but especially the Kamara listing, so.
Would've kept until Monday.
No. I just, I need to work.
[SOMBER SCORE CONTINUES]
- [CLICKS TEETH]
- [SOFT SIGH]
- [DISTANT TRAFFIC]
- [SCORE FADES OUT]
Hey.
[QUIET SCORE]
I just wanted to say,
just because Susan feels
like working through this,
it doesn't mean you guys have to.
I'd like to keep busy.
Same. What did the cops say?
I talked to them this morning.
They're calling this
a random hit-and-run.
Making the usual inquiries.
They don't think
anything will come of it.
It's so wrong.
I'm gonna stop by Tag's place later.
Something made him leave that building.
Otherwise, all we can
do is support Susan.
Where'd she go?
That dumb bank repo. What's the name?
- [SCORE FADES OUT]
- [KEYS JINGLING]
[OMINOUS SCORE]
[DOOR THUDS]
[OMINOUS SCORE CONTINUES]
[PHONE CLICKS]
[DOOR RATTLING]
[DRAMATIC BOOM]
[SCORE INTENSIFIES]
- [SUSAN YELPS]
- Hey, girlfriend.
- Lomax! Yell or something!
- [SCORE FADES OUT]
Sorry. I wanted to let you know that
I can take care of all of this
if you want to get everything ready
for the walkthrough at Bali Hai.
[SIGHS] Yeah.
Hm. Must have taken out most
of the personal stuff, huh?
This is how she left it.
Feels more like a furnished apartment
than the lived-in house
of a real, live person.
Not even a Christmas
card from four years ago.
And the bank didn't have
any record of savings,
checking, credit cards
Nothing.
She was a senior software engineer.
She must have made good money.
With nobody to spend it on.
- Hm. She lived alone.
- [SOFT TENDER SCORE]
Died in her sleep upstairs.
- Cardiac arrest.
- Hm.
They didn't find her for three days.
Eww.
Ugh, see, this is my worst nightmare.
One day you're fine, you're living life,
making plans, and then suddenly, bammo!
You're dead. [SIGHS]
You're out of the game.
All the stuff you were
gonna do, forget it.
All the secrets you were
gonna hide? Ha, too late.
Any business you were gonna
finish, sorry, Charlie.
Yeah, but to die in your sleep.
I mean, we should all be so lucky.
I mean, there's nothing pleasant
about a lingering death,
but at least you can tie up
some loose ends while you linger.
Yeah.
Oh, God, I am so sorry.
- I forgot.
- Oh no, no, no, no. No, no.
My mom probably would
have loved to go out fast,
in a blaze of glory.
Dorothy didn't even have a will.
No will, no relatives, nobody.
Dying intestate is as bad as it sounds.
Go. Get out of here.
Spend some extra time at Bali Hai
before we hand it off to the buyers.
You are a pal.
[SCORE FADES OUT]
- [DOOR OPENS]
- [HINGES CREAKING]
I wish my house was this clean.
[DOOR CLOSES]
We did it, Mom.
I know you had your heart
set on shiplap in the ensuite,
but there was no way
it was going to work
with those north-facing windows.
Besides, Devjani and
Priyanka love the terrazzo.
They're the new owners.
Or, they will be.
- A mother and a daughter.
- [TENDER SCORE]
Put it under contract,
they're prequalified.
We'll close as soon as
the masonry is finished
and the inspection's done.
They're going to have the
time of their lives here.
[BIRDS CHIRPING]
Susan. Hi.
Crash! What are you doing here?
Listen, I
I heard about that guy
that worked with you.
A buddy of mine down
at Station 14 told me.
Are you okay?
I'm getting by.
He was really nice.
Look, I know what that kind of
accident, loss, what that can do to you.
So, I'm not going to tell
you not to feel that way.
That's not how it works. I
I just
I just didn't want you
to feel that way alone.
But if you need someone
to feel that way with you,
I'm your guy.
[SOFT LAUGH]
Here.
Thank you.
Look, um,
I'm late for work, uh,
and I parked in front of
a fire hydrant. [CHUCKLES]
- But, um
- [SCORE FADES OUT]
- are you gonna be okay?
- I'm fine, Crash. Really.
But call me tonight, okay?
I promise.
All right. Take care.
Peonies, Mom.
A man has brought me peonies.
- [CHUCKLES THROUGH NOSE]
- [DISTANT PERSON SCREAMING]
[OMINOUS SCORE]
[DISTANT PEOPLE SCREAMING]
[DRAMATIC BOOM]
[DISTANT SCREAMING CONTINUES]
[SCREAMING CONTINUES CLOSER]
[OMINOUS SCORE CONTINUES]
[VOICES SCREAMING AND CACKLING]
Why does this shit always
happen right before closing?
[CACKLING, SCREAMING CONTINUE]a
The George Richard Asylum
for the criminally insane?
[SCORE INTENSIFIES]
[KEYBOARD CLACKING]
[PRINTER WHIRRING]
[OMINOUS SCORE]
[OMINOUS SCORE CONTINUES]
[SCORE INTENSIFIES]
[SQUELCHING]
- [SCORE INTENSIFIES]
- [SQUELCHING]
[COINS CLINKING]
[YELLS, GASPS HEAVILY]
- [DRAMATIC BOOM]
- [OMINOUS SCORE CONTINUES]
- [SHARP EXHALE]
- [DEVICE BEEPING]
- [RIVER BURBLING]
- [LOMAX HUMS]
That doesn't make sense.
I know, I know. That's just what I said!
- Pardon?
- [BEEPING CONTINUES]
What?
You, uh, murmured.
Oh. Sorry.
Conversations I start in my head
often spill out when get tired.
Ah. I see.
It happened a lot more
back at the funeral home.
Things from my day
would just cling to me
and turn into these crazy dreams.
Dreams?
It's believed dreams are one of the ways
by which the brain
processes information.
But I find them incredibly auspicious.
Auspicious? A sign?
A recurring dream is usually
my first indication
I'm onto something big.
[DEVICE BEEPS MORE RAPIDLY] Oh.
[DEVICE SQUAWKS] Hello.
[DEVICE SQUAWKING AND
BEEPING ERRATICALLY]
[TENSE SCORE]
It's giving me dual readings.
And what does that mean?
I have no idea.
It's never happened before.
[PHONE RINGING]
[RINGING CONTINUES]
This is Auggie.
[PSYCHEDELIC MUSIC PLAYS THROUGH PHONE]
Hello?
WOMAN: Hey, Auggie.
Can you dig it?
I'm asking, can you dig it?
I can dig it.
[OMINOUS SCORE]
[SCORE INTENSIFIES]
[WOMAN GRUNTS]
This would appear to be the spot.
[PICKAXE THUDS]
[AUGUST GRUNTS]
[BOTH BREATHING HEAVILY]
[AUGUST GASPS]
- [AUGUST EXHALES SHARPLY]
- Are you okay?
- Oh. [SIGHS] Apologies.
- [SCORE FADES OUT]
I seem to have had a
rather disturbing dream.
Welcome to the club.
There was a woman. I
couldn't see her face.
There was a strange
woman in my dream, too.
She tried to choke me!
Oh.
Surely you came here for something.
A favor. One of my
listings has developed
a little tiny bit of a
disembodied screaming problem.
- Hm. A house that screams.
- [QUIET SCORE]
It laughs, too. Not
happy comedy club laughs,
but loud, insane, mwah-ha-ha stuff.
Interesting.
Yeah, apparently, some
of the bricks we used
in an accent wall have a
rather complicated past.
- Is that even a thing?
- I've never encountered it.
But I suppose if a certain material
came from a site of
enormous emotional trauma
and despair, it could leach
into the walls and floor.
Especially something porous, like brick.
I was wondering if you had
anything around here, you know,
off-the shelf, that might help.
I could look at the place.
I assume it's one of our listings?
Well, yes and no.
[DOOR HANDLE RATTLES]
[SCORE FADES OUT]
- [DOOR THUDS]
- [PENSIVE SCORE]
♪
[DRAMATIC BOOM]
[SCORE INTENSIFIES]
Susan, this is marvelous.
[CHUCKLES] It was hard.
- But it was a mission.
- [TENDER SCORE]
There's a story here.
My mom.
We always watched those
flipping shows together
and said, "We could do better."
And, God, Lomax is like
Jackson Pollock with spackle.
[BOTH CHUCKLE]
Anyway, we fixed it, we staged it,
and we sold it.
Somewhere, Susan,
your mother is smiling.
Honestly, my first thought was,
"Oh, God. Mom doesn't
like that I'm selling."
[SCORE FADES OUT]
Constance was not a screamer.
She would be much more likely to, uh,
short out your blow dryer
or lower your credit scores.
[LAUGHS] That's true.
- [BRICKS THUDDING]
- [VOICES SCREAMING]
Don't suppose that's a design choice.
[PERSON ROARS]
- Oh!
- [MAN LAUGHS]
[TENSE SCORE]
Perhaps you should go to the source.
[SCREAMING]
Hey, Lomax, we need to
talk to your pal, Viktor.
- [SCORE FADES]
- [GENTLE ACOUSTIC GUITAR MUSIC]
- [FAINT CONVERSATIONS]
- [CUTLERY CLINKING]
[CHAIR CLATTERING, SCRAPING]
I was surprised to get your call.
What are we drinking?
A little early in the
day, but I'm a team player.
A friend of mine was killed
in a hit and run last night.
[FAINT CHUCKLE]
Hell of a conversation starter.
Oh, well, something's gonna kill ya.
Where's Lloyd? On a break?
His name was Tag.
Did you ever meet him?
[TENSE SCORE]
Your employees,
they're just not my kind of people.
Your partner, Susan? [LAUGHS]
A lovely girl, I'm sure, but God,
she is kind of a snooze.
Tag was just a kid.
He was 24 years old.
Had his whole life in front of him.
Or not.
That's a shitty thing to say.
Grow up!
He had his whole life in front of him!
It's a cliché.
Let me tell you the terrible,
shitty truth for a second, Luke.
None of us have anything ahead of us.
Nothing.
Except for what we make, scrape, claw,
buy, beg, borrow or
steal from somebody else
who's trying just as hard
to keep it for themselves.
This is what I've been
trying to make you understand.
This is why I tried to
get you into my deal.
Your deal?
You're making all of this
out of a dead worker bee?
People die every day, Luke!
But you know what? People live, too.
Honestly, I've been trying
to throw you a life preserver,
just toss you a little rope ladder
that you can climb out of this
rusty playpen of mediocrity
- that you call a life!
- [RUMBLING]
But I am bored and exhausted.
Now, I'm going to get
drunk so just piss off.
Pretend I didn't try to give you
the opportunity of a lifetime,
and for the love of God,
go find another Asperger's poster boy
with high-speed internet.
I guarantee you, they're out there.
Tag was a good kid.
[OMINOUS SCORE CONTINUES]
[CRACKLING]
[DISTANT OVERLAPPING ECHOING VOICES]
[SLAM]
- [SCORE ABATES]
- [SHARP EXHALE]
[WISTFUL GUITAR SCORE]
I'm really glad that we had this talk.
Freak show.
[DOOR OPENS, THUDS]
- Charismalech, you had one job.
- [TENSE SCORE]
Hi, Seven.
Want to hit a few balls?
Great for tension.
You're always so tight.
- You failed.
- [WHOOSH]
I did not. I found my way in.
Grief.
Not exhaustion, not
alcohol, not hardship.
Grief.
His sniveling sadness over the loss
of these annoying,
fragile lumps of carbon.
Grief is my way in.
So what are you waiting for?
It was great.
Wasn't enough.
There is no more time, Malech.
The window is closing.
I waited over 30 years for this.
In the lake. The lake, Seven!
You'll get your way in,
just hold that spot for me.
- The spot may be gone.
- No!
Or it may not.
Okay, now you're just being mean.
It is up to you, Malech.
If you fail, I cannot
describe the excruciating depth
of the consequences.
I won't fail.
- Don't.
- [THWACK]
- [SCORE INTENSIFIES SHARPLY]
- [GRUNTS]
I'm in the middle of
my goddamn backswing.
- [CARE BRAKES SQUEAL]
- [PENSIVE SCORE]
[CAR DOOR THUDS]
LUKE: Hey.
Hey.
- Everything all right?
- Yeah, fine.
Little late in the day for
an eye-opener, isn't it?
This is a redeye.
Double espresso topped with drip.
Navy Seals would drink
these before a night mission.
Good luck falling asleep tonight.
That's the idea.
Yeah, August and Susan, too.
Think what we still need is here?
If I'm wrong, you can
buy the next round.
[SCORE FADES OUT]
Everything's pretty
much how she left it.
Apparently, she turned off the light,
went to sleep and never woke up.
[SIGHS] Dorothy Kamara
died in her sleep.
Yeah. A heart thing.
Susan sent me her bank records.
No savings, no credit cards.
She was a software engineer.
She made good money. Where did it go?
Well, certainly not into
lavish home furnishings.
[PENSIVE SCORE]
Who's that?
Hm.
Oh my God! That's her!
LUKE: Dorothy Kamara?
The woman in my dream!
LUKE: Me and Lydia.
SUSAN: That's her!
She strangled me in the car.
Dorothy Kamara.
I assume the little girl
is Lydia? Maybe a niece?
No living family.
So, Dorothy Kamara is
reaching out from our dreams?
How does that even work?
And why is she so mad?
People who die
unexpectedly in their sleep
manifest in different ways.
There is often confusion, anger,
and a very strong sense of purpose.
So, can we get her to stop
making guest cameos in our nightmares?
I mean, she cut me this
close to my carotid.
She wants something. Need
to find out what it is.
You dreamt about
I dreamt about Tag. I was
driving him to his grave.
What'd you dream about?
It started with some
familiar iconography
from a dream I often have,
but then it changed.
I found myself digging in the back yard
at the Kamara house.
- And she was there?
- With a pickaxe.
And a total disregard for OSHA
excavation safety standards.
LUKE: Lomax?
Horror show.
I watched Dorothy do an
incision on me, like an autopsy.
- Eww.
- Only instead of guts,
there were gold coins inside.
- Gold coins?
- Yeah.
Paid out like a slot machine.
Okay, so she doesn't like us.
Most likely reason is
the usual one. [CHUCKLES]
[SCORE FADES OUT]
We're real estate people.
She doesn't want to sell her house.
But why? I mean, it's
a pretty simple house.
There's not a lot of
her shining through.
- Just a photo.
- [PHONE BUZZES]
Her and Lydia, October, 2023.
Sorry, I have to go postpone a closing.
- And see a man about a brick.
- [INTRIGUING SCORE]
Oh! I'm coming with you.
Hey, check in later, okay?
So, what now?
- Do you have a metal detector?
- [SCORE FADES OUT]
- [LEAVES RUSTLING]
- [BIRDS CHIRPING]
[BREATHY LAUGH]
So?
Help me out here.
How is this shit my problem?
Cursed building materials
are everyone's problem.
You sold us a defective product.
They look pretty stationary now.
I saw what I saw.
And this is not her first time
at this particular rodeo.
Ah.
- Ladies
- [MISCHIEVOUS SCORE]
a brick wall is not a handbag.
You can't just return
it because you don't like
the color no more.
Especially [SIGHS]
if the install is shoddy.
You take that back.
Don't do it, man.
He's not worth it.
Have a nice day, ladies. [CHUCKLES]
- [LOMAX SIGHS SOFTLY]
- [SCORE ENDS]
[DEVICE BEEPING]
- It does add up, doesn't it?
- [SOFT SCORE]
Well, Dorothy had a six-figure income,
and yet she never seemed to spend it.
Your digging dreams, Lomax's coins
I just don't know how
Susan's dream fits in.
- Yet.
- [DEVICE BEEPING]
This might be it.
[LUKE GRUNTS SOFTLY]
- [VOICES SCREAMING]
- [BRICKS THUDDING]
[WOMAN CACKLING]
If we have to replace that wall,
we're gonna be way over
budget and blow the schedule.
[SCOFFS] Oh, Dev and Priya
are gonna be heartbroken.
They might back out of the deal.
Well, shit.
I feel like I let them down.
And my mom, Tag.
- Susan.
- [SUSAN SIGHS]
But that's what I do now.
I let people down.
[YELLING, BRICKS THUDDING CONTINUE]
- [WOMAN CACKLES]
- [SUSAN SIGHS]
[LUKE GROANS]
- [SHOVEL THUDS]
- [PENSIVE SCORE]
[LUKE GRUNTS]
AUGUST: Ooh, my.
Ooh, at the very least,
we should probably waive our commission.
What, now?
You both had bad dreams
after you left the house.
I was just in there.
Oh, dear.
Yeah.
I think I should go
home and sleep on it.
[SCORE INTENSIFIES, FADES OUT]
[OMINOUS SCORE]
[DOOR THUDS] Lydia?
[SCORE INTENSIFIES DRAMATICALLY, ABATES]
- You're not from here.
- Leave my Dotty alone!
Where do you live?
Kakata. Dotty found me.
She found you?
These people, Americans,
they took my picture.
- [DRAMATIC BOOM]
- [CAMERAS SNAPPING]
They sent it to thousands of people.
It turns out they were raising money.
Yeah, we do that a lot
in the United States.
But it reached Dotty.
Dorothy Kamara.
She searched and she found me!
Our hearts connected.
- [DRAMATIC BOOM]
- [CRACKLING WHOOSH]
I told her my greatest
wish was to go to school.
To be educated. She
said she would help me
and other girls like me.
She promised, and I believe her.
I still believe.
- Is Dotty here?
- No.
She can only come in dreams.
Oh, I'm pretty sure this is a dream.
Oh?
- Well, then.
- [SCORE INTENSIFIES]
Dotty!
[SCORE ABATES, FADES OUT]
[BIRDS CAWING, CHIRPING]
[PENSIVE SCORE]
[SIGHS]
- [SCORE INTENSIFIES]
- [PIERCING HIGH-PITCHED SWOOP]
- [CRACKLING]
- [MANY WHISPERING VOICES]
[PENSIVE SCORE CONTINUES]
- [LOUD BANG]
- Give us back my money!
Dorothy?
Dorothy, your gold is safe.
I'm here to find out what
you want to do with it.
- [DRAMATIC BOOM]
- Give it back to me.
Okay. Put down the
knife. This isn't a dream.
You hurt somebody here
and they stay hurt.
[DRAMATIC SCORE ABATES]
[KNIFE CLINKS ONTO TABLE]
If this isn't a dream,
then how can you
- See me?
- It's something I do.
So, what do you want?
I want my money!
I spoke to Lydia last night.
She came to me in a dream.
She said you found her in Liberia.
Was the money for her?
I was saving for Lydia and
10,000 other girls like her.
I always kept to myself.
There's no family, no friends.
But then I got one of
those help an orphan
for 23 cents a day things in my mail,
and there was a photo of a little girl.
And when I looked at that photo,
something happened.
- [TENDER SCORE]
- You connected.
Yeah.
I make a lot of money.
And I don't trust banks,
so I convert it to gold.
For over 20 years I
buried it in my backyard.
So why didn't you
Because gold went up!
The price got bigger every day!
Every day, there was more
money for Lydia and her friends!
I, I was just waiting
for that right moment.
But then I died.
[SIGHS]
So, what now?
[SOBBING]
You have several million dollars of gold
rotting in your backyard.
I think that's what's keeping you here.
[SNIFFLES]
After I spoke to Lydia, I went online.
I found a couple of agencies.
They're doing really
good things in Liberia.
Kakata, Barclayville, Fishtown.
They're building schools,
they're staffing them.
They're making a difference.
If you'll agree,
I'll get your money into their hands
and make their dreams come true.
[DOROTHY SOBBING]
You need to rest now.
Some day?
It finally came.
Thank you.
Thank you.
[SOFT WHOOSH]
[SCORE FADES OUT]
[ELEVATOR DINGS, DOOR RUMBLES]
- Yeah, okay.
- [QUIET SCORE]
Uh, you know what, Luke? I gotta go.
Yeah, I'll see you tomorrow. Okay.
[SCORE FADES OUT]
What are you doing here?
I need to talk to you.
My guys can pull those
bricks from your house
and replace them with anything you want.
- I got some clean bricks.
- [SOFT SCORE]
New bricks, a premium item.
Just like the, uh, old stuff.
Just like the old bricks?
st like 'em! 72 hours,
they're in and we're gone.
You could sell your house and
the buyers will never know.
- How much?
- On the house! [CHUCKLES]
Uh, so to speak.
- Why are you doing this?
- [VIKTOR SIGHS]
At Viktor's, integrity
is our cornerstone.
We strive to be ethical in all our
- Viktor.
- [SCORE FADES OUT]
Why are you doing this?
[SNIFFS] So, uh, your guy.
He's gonna lose those files, right?
- [TENSE SCORE]
- My guy?
He came by this morning.
Eh. Somehow, he found
out about a certain
Maybe just a smidge
less than strictly legal
transaction of funds from
a certain municipal official
who awarded a certain contract
for a certain paving project.
I was assured that
this could be kept quiet
if I fixed your problem.
Yeah. Sure.
Huh. So, we're done?
Viktor, this, this guy,
did he give you his name?
No.
Uh, yeah. [SUCKS TEETH]
I just remembered.
He gave me, um, a business card.
- A business card?
- Yeah.
Oh, yeah, this guy
said I should tell you
not to feel bad.
About anything.
[MELANCHOLY SCORE]
Does that make any sense?
[SCORE FADES OUT]
- [LUKE SIGHS]
- [PHONE RINGING]
Luke! Thanks for calling me back.
You're a client.
Yeah, but still, after
the other day, I felt bad.
- [SOFT TENSE SCORE]
- I was emotional.
Me, too, but that's no excuse.
I said some hurtful things
about your dead digital cub scout
and I'm sorry.
I understand.
Hey, something's gonna kill ya, right?
I guess so.
Anyway, I'll leave you to it.
Your friends need you right now.
But I couldn't live with myself
knowing I got between you and them.
Ciao.
[PHONE BEEP]
[CLICKS, BEEPING]
[CLICK]
- That was a good day today.
- All right.
Lady's gonna really like us for the cat.
- Hey!
- See you.
You with the shiny red truck!
[SOFT LAUGH] Hey.
Hey, I forgot to ask you.
How did you know that
peonies were my favorite?
They are?
[EXPELS BREATH]
- What?
- Nothing. I
Well, I was
I was about to buy roses.
But then I heard this
this voice, this whisper in my ear.
"Buy the pink ones." So
So, I did.
[ROMANTIC SCORE]
[LIPS SMACK]
What was that for?
For listening to the whisper.
Oh.
[OMINOUS SCORE]
[ECHOING KEYBOARD CLACKING]
[LUKE SIGHS]
[OMINOUS TREMULOUS WHOOSH]
- [DRAMATIC BOOM]
- Hiya, buddy!
How they hanging?
Hi, Elvis.
So, what do you wanna do tonight?
Break a window? Scare
the shit out of the cat?
The night is young and
you're so beautiful.
My dad says you're no good for me.
Oh, Luke, you have no
idea how good I am for you.
You are a mouse in a terrarium
and the snakes are flipping a coin
to see who gets to swallow you whole.
I can make you a mongoose,
but you need to let me in.
- You kind of frighten me.
- [WHOOSH]
- [DRAMATIC BOOM]
- Hey.
Something's gonna kill ya! [LAUGHS]
[OMINOUS SCORE ABATES]
Elvis is Tyler.
[SCORE INTENSIFIES, FADES OUT]
[CLOSING CREDIT THEME]
[PROJECTOR RATTLING]
[PLACID LOGO MUSIC]