Episode 5
The Sleepover
The living room.
The guys are watching some cheap comedy skits. Doctor Simmons and his patient, Wilbur, are in an office.
Wi: Hey, doc? What are we waitin' for?
DS: Just a sec!
Simmons takes out three pens.
DS: How many pens can you see?
Wi: Hey, I know that one! Six pens, a drunkard woulda seen twelve!
A cheap laugh track, Tito and Chet burst out laughing. Milton is unamused. Penn peeks in, he looks at the TV confused. Another patient enters the office.
Pt: Doctor, doctor! My teeth hurt, they hurt really bad!
DS: Open wide for me?
The patient opens his mouth.
Pt: Well, doc?
DS: We're gonna have to remove three of your teeth.
Pt: Will it hurt though?
DS: It will hurt me. Last time I was doing that, I smashed my damn hand on the trolley!
Tito and Chet laugh once again, Tito falls off the couch.
M: This is not even remotely funny, those are some cheap Little Johnny jokes!
C: What do you know?
Chet gets up from the couch.
P: Come on, Milton. Party at Angie's!
M: No way, I'm not sleeping over anytime soon.
Penn leaves the living room.
Angie's bedroom.
Angie is sitting on the bed. Penn enters the bedroom.
P: Say, when are they coming?
A: In a wee tick.
A knock on the door.
A: That'll be them!
Angie runs out of the bedroom. She opens the door to find Ricky, Madison's boyfriend.
A: Oh... Hullo, Ricky.
Ri: What's up? Is your big sis around?
A: She's in the lavvy.
Ri: Alrighty then, I'll just wait here.
Ricky sits down at the table. Angie turns around, another knock on the door.
A: That's them, surely?
Angie opens the door, a food deliveryman is waiting outside.
FD: Evenin'. That'll be $40.
A: You must be joking!
Madison calls for Ricky from the bathroom.
Ma: Ricky, could you pay?
Ricky sighs, he pays for the food. Angie returns to the bedroom.
A: They've set me up right enough. Some mates they are, ken?
A third knock on the door.
A: Hold the door, would you?
Penn opens the door. Three girls are at the door: Makenna, Crystal, and Willow.
Cy: Hiya, we've come to Angie.
P: Come on in.
Penn and the girls come to the bedroom. The doors close.
The living room.
Tito, Chet and Milton are sitting in front of the TV. Laughter can be heard from Angie's room. Tito has an offer to make.
T: B'ys, how about we have our own sleepover, eh?
M: What sleepover?
T: We'll be playing games and smashing a bag of chips, bud!
C: How about porn?
M: Chet, you... you genius! Of course, we can watch some of your porn! We'll be choking our chickens all night long, a perfect evening!
C: Really?
M: No, you bloody spanner! Are you off your fucking head?
C: Take it easy now, I'm winding you up!
Chet chuckles softly, Milton shakes his head in annoyance.
C: Shoot, how about some of them shootin' games? That newest Gloom?
Tito and Milton agree.
T: Oh yeah, bud! I'll run you right over!
C: Try me!
The guys hop on the couch, controllers in their hands.
The kitchen.
Madison and Ricky are eating dinner.
Ri: Honestly? This lobster is the best darn thing I've had. Have I told you that my parents once brought a live one on a plate? I was still a kid, on that Italy trip. I was fleeing for my life!
Ma: You're joking.
Ri: I'm not! Don't you laugh at me, they really looked scary! Those beady eyes, and those huge claws...!
Ma: Ricky, it's not gonna pinch you!
Ri: I know, it's already cooked to perfection. But that garlic butter is amazing, I tell you! How's your salad?
Ma: Tastes fine. I used to make them back at that food court.
Ri: Well, weren't you the best in Cooking class?
A giggle from Angie's bedroom interrupts their chat.
Ma: Would you look at them.
Angie's bedroom.
The girls are laughing.
A: And then I says, "You don't know a single thing aboot them"! But she kept gabbing pure shite aboot Su-Yee. And then Crystal absolutely telt her, ken?
Cy: I only did what I had to do. She can go jump in a lake!
The girls burst out laughing. Penn is sitting quietly.
Mk: K-dramas are no fairy tale, girls!
Cy: Penn, do you even watch any K-dramas?
P: Nope, just listening to music.
Wl: Ooh, what do you listen to?
P: Radiohead, let me put that on.
Penn plays "Planet Telex" from his phone.
Wl: Turn that off, turn it off!
Penn turns it off after a few seconds.
Wl: I'm feeling a little queasy now.
P: Darn it, girl, what's wrong with The Bends?
Wl: Too depressing!
Cy: Sure is, Willow.
A: Lassies, fancy playing a wee game?
Mk: Let's play the bottle!
Cy: One guy and four gals?
P: I can get my guys, just hang on a second.
Penn leaves.
In the living room.
Chet, Milton and Tito are playing Gloom.
T: They're comin' at us from the left, eh!
Gunshots, Milton dies.
M: Why didn't you give me a heads-up? I died thanks to you, you total melt!
Milton elbows Tito. Penn enters the living room.
P: Hey, guys. Got a sec? We need you for the bottle.
M: So? We're kind of busy here.
C: What, you don't want to see 'em milkers?
M: I've got my priorities right.
T: B'ys, I'd like to see that tomboy girl's boobies, eh?
Tito makes his way to the bedroom, he bounces off the door and lands right in front of Willow. He smiles awkwardly.
T: Hiya!
Penn and Chet join.
Mk: Your friends are a bit funny.
P: Well, aren't they?
Chet takes his shirt off, showing off his muscles.
C: Alright ladies, who’s taking the first turn?
Crystal gags.
C: Hold your horses, everybody’s gonna get their turn to look me over! Even the fellas!
P: Piss off, dude!
The living room.
Milton is playing by himself.
P: Milton, come on, let's play the bottle!
M: No way.
Milton keeps on playing.
T: Come on, we'll have a blast, eh?
M: Leave me alone!
Milton becomes increasingly nervous.
C: Milton, I reckon you wouldn't mind a girl gittin' on-
M: You lot are going to get me killed!
Milton dies. He chucks the controller towards the bedroom door.
M: For fuck's sake! I’m not having any of it! Get Ricky instead, I know he wouldn't mind!
Milton leaves the living room.
M: I'll just... grab that controller.
Milton picks his controller up.
M: Cheers.
He returns to the living room.
Kitchen.
Ricky peeks into the room.
Ri: What's up, boyos? Heard you needed a fourth guy?
A: Aye, step inside!
Ma: Ricky!
Ricky turns around.
Ma: What do you think you're doing?
Ri: They wanted me to play, what was I supposed to do?
Ma: It was supposed to be just us two!
Ri: Let's make it bigger, come join us!
Ma: I'm too old for that.
Ri: No one is too old to have fun!
Ma: So now you're gonna enjoy yourself with teenagers? Well I'm not!
Madison leaves. Tito breaks the awkward silence.
T: Let's start, eh?
Tito spins the bottle.
Angie's bedroom.
The bottle points at Willow.
T: Willow, truth or dare?
Wl: Truth!
T: Are any of the fellas here catching your eye, bud?
Willow looks at each of the guys in the room, she chuckles.
Wl: Yeah, I think so. Not telling you, which one!
C: Ooh, is it me?
Wl: Nope.
Chet frowns.
Mk: Next one!
Wl: My turn!
Willow spins the bottle, it points at Ricky this time.
Ri: Get me a dare, would you?
C: Big guns already?
Wl: Are you a cop?
Ri: Sure am.
Wl: Would you give Makenna your walkie-talkie for a sec? She wants to say something!
Ricky gives his walkie-talkie to Makenna.
Mk: Is it on?
Ricky turns it on.
Ri: There.
A police officer on the other side answers.
TB: Patrol seven, reporting.
Mk: Hey, sweetheart!
Wl: What's your name, pal?
TB: Patrol seven, what is going on?
Ri: Sorry, Ty! Alright now, give that back.
Ricky takes his walkie-talkie and turns it off.
Mk: Spin the bottle!
Ricky spins the bottle.
The living room.
Milton is in front of the TV.
M: This evening was meant to go rather differently, dash it.
Milton puts his controller aside, he leaves the living room. He notices Madison sobbing.
M: Maddie, are you alright?
Ma: No... Ricky wanted to play with the teens.
Milton sits with her at the table.
M: Right, you really can't stop him. That's just typical herd instinct. He didn't want to be outdone, let him show off.
Ma: I guess... you're right.
M: The blokes were meant to have a game with me, but they ditched me for the birds. Let's just have our own night in, shall we?
Ma: Thanks, Milt. Netflix?
M: Sure.
Milton takes Madison to the living room.
Back to Angie's bedroom.
Six people in the game. Tito and Ricky are out.
Mk: Your turn, Chet!
Chet spins the bottle, it points at Penn.
C: Well, well, well. Truth or dare, fella?
P: Dare, I'm not scared.
C: Why don't you roast everybody in the room? Don't hold back none.
P: Everybody?
C: Angie too.
Penn looks at Angie, he's a bit worried. He sighs.
P: How about I start with you, huh? I bet you wanted to play the game just to get blown. You're sick. Next person, Crystal. No offense, but what are you wearing? What are you even from, Cyberpunk?
Crystal shakes her fist at Penn.
P: And you, Willow? Your laugh pisses me off, you're like a smoking horse.
Willow covers her mouth in shock.
P: Ricky, to take things easy - FTP. You and the entire station. Makenna, your sister's bunny drawings sucked ass.
Mk: You better watch your-
P: Oh, I'm not done yet! I'm sure Tito would say the same.
T: Yeah, bud!
P: And you, Tito? Even a dish sponge has a higher IQ of yours. Do you even know what 3 times 2 is?
T: Five, eh?
Penn smiles menacingly. His eyes are glowing yellow, it's worth to notice.
P: Angie...
Angie gasps in fear.
P: Remember that mixtape you sent to me last evening?
Angie nods.
P: Complete bullshit. How can you listen to that edgy crap? Is the "life hurts, we hate everyone" motive really what grinds your gears all the time?
Angie's eyes grow big.
P: What's more, I don't think you're worth saving. Did you think that by dressing up like a scary count and painting your face like a clown, you will get praised by everyone?
C: Lord have mercy!
P: The only place where you belong is grippy sock jail! What even is the matter with you, girl? Do me a favor and leave the game, would you? Leave!
Penn kneels in the middle of the room, as if a demon had just left him. Angie doesn't say anything, she leaves the bedroom.
In the living room...
Milton and Madison are watching Netflix. Screams from the bedroom can be heard, the atmosphere is growing heavier.
M: I'll be honest, I thought it'd be more of a laugh. He still went back to him, after all that.
Ma: Movies are full of plot twists. I can boldly say so, I watched the entire thriller series with him.
The room is about to go critical.
Ma: I think their evening didn't go so well.
M: I couldn't care less.
A knock on the door.
Ma: I'll get it.
Tyler, the cop, is standing outside of the door.
TB: Wonderful. Just wonderful. This is my third visit here in the last two weeks!
Ma: My goodness, what did they do now?
TB: What Ricky did now. I can hear them having a blast. Outta my way, I'll handle them.
In the bedroom.
Willow and Crystal pin Penn against the wall. Makenna is standing nearby. The other guys stand there, hopeless.
P: What do you think you're doing? Let me go!
Mk: You've pushed things too far, moron!
P: You wanted the dare, you got the dare! Piss off!
Mk: I bet you wouldn't want the entire world to know what happened? You cussed out the poor girl!
P: Don't put the blame on me!
Tyler enters the bedroom.
TB: SSPD, let go of him!
The girls let go of Penn.
TB: Well, Ricky?
Ri: Ty, let me explain!
TB: You'll explain that to our chief.
Ri: Not him, please! Come on man, let's talk things through!
TB: You know it won't work on me no more.
Tyler and Ricky leave the flat. Angie returns to the bedroom, everyone looks up at her. She points at Penn.
A: You're kippin' in the street. Pack your stuff.
P: Oh yeah?
A: Aye!
Penn takes some of his stuff and leaves.
P: See you around.
In the living room.
Madison and Milton sit in silence. Angie is sobbing in the kitchen.
A: I'm telling you, am that shocked!
M: Well... I suppose this evening wasn't half bad.
Ma: Speak for yourself.
M: But hey, listen. Their sleepover went totally tits up. I was meant to hang out with the boys, but they buggered off with the girls instead. Course, they had to go and make a right cock-up of it. The girls scarpered, that copper took Ricky away, but us? We were just sat in the lounge watching telly, minding our own business.
Ma: Don't you get it? Your buddies made my sister cry, damn it.
Chet passes them.
P: Penn made her cry.
Ma: Do I look like I care who made her cry?
M: Bloody hell, you lot! You've ruined the night, you might as well take the credit. Give Penn a bell, we need him back here pronto.
C: Oh I will, but I doubt he'll be comin' back.
M: Call him up, tosser!
Chet picks his phone up from the nightstand.
In a dark forest.
Late night, storm outside. Penn is walking in the forest. He wipes his tears and sits under a tree. Chet calls.
P: Yeah, what's up?
C: Are you comin' back?
P: Nah.
C: Why, huh?
P: I'll tell you for why. It's your fault, dude!
C: You had the perfect chance to walk away. I didn't ask you to roast a living soul, it was just a game. You went and shot your own foot on this one.
P: What's the matter with YOU, you idiot? You were the one to give me that dare, does it make sense now?
C: Come on, buddy. Where might you be headed?
P: Narnia. I'll be back in five mins, or never.
C: Hush now, it's alright. Angie’s still carryin' on, but she'll pull through by mornin'.
P: You have no idea, how much words can hurt someone. I've dug my own grave, thanks to you. Goodnight.
C: Goodnight, then.
Penn hangs up. He walks by a lamp post, Crony is standing under it.
Cr: I used to think that people were alright. Now we’re all drownin' in everybody else's mess, and we never sent for it, friend.
Crony tosses the cigarette behind himself, a bush catches fire.
Cr: Now that don't look too good. You ain't never seen me down yonder.
Crony adjusts his trench and walks away quickly. Fade to black.
End of episode 5.