Episode 6
Lost
In a dark forest...
It's the middle of the night. Penn is walking along the forest, tears in his faces.
P: Fuck those so-called friends.
He kicks a rock.
P: What, is she going to forget? She's vengeful, I already know that.
Penn sits under a tree.
P: It's now just me, alone.
He takes his MP3 player out of his pocket.
P: Oh yeah, and some music.
He plays Planet Telex.
P: Too depressive? Well, would you look at that! I'm depressed as heck.
The batteries run out, the music slows down. Penn puts the MP3 player in his pocket.
P: Ass...
He gets up and walks away.
The living room.
Tito can't fall asleep. He wakes Chet.
T: Hey, Chet?
C: Huh... wha?
T: You think Penn will come back?
C: He should be back before long.
T: I'm getting worried, bud!
M: Stop whingeing and just get some kip. He's out dead somewhere.
Milton turns to the wall.
T: We gotta find him, b'ys!
C: He'll get to missing us and be back in the morning.
T: What if he won't? I'll go track him down, eh.
C: Leave it be. Don't go off, you'll get lost!
T: I'm taking Angie, we'll go look together.
Angie calls out from her bedroom.
A: Och, forget it, pal! He’s a big lad now, so he is. He’ll make his own way back.
T: So be it! I'm out of here. See you.
Tito leaves.
C: Bless your heart.
Out in the city.
The lanterns are glowing. Penn is walking along a suburban district.
P: I'm so scared of this area... it looked so scary to me!
Dogs barking, and loud, muffled hip-hop music can be heard. Penn can feel someone behind him. It's Dirty Harry, one of the locals.
DH: Hey, stripling?
Penn flees.
DH: What's eating him?
Dirty Harry takes a bottle from his pocket.
DH: I wanted to give him some of that good old rotgut!
He takes a sip.
DH: Tastes... cheap. Rico, man!
Dirty Harry wanders off to a friend of his. Penn is still running.
P: What do they want from me? Darn it!
At a kebab store on the corner of the street...
Aliman, the man running the stand, hands a kebab to Makenna.
Ai: Here you go, mixed meat and sauce, mixed too!
Mk: Thanks!
Makenna takes a bite out of her kebab. Penn runs past.
Mk: Watch where you're going!
Makenna realizes.
Mk: Wasn't that him by chance...?
She shrugs and keeps eating. Tito walks by.
T: Hey, uh, aren't you Makenna, eh?
Mk: Yeah, what's the deal?
T: I'm looking for Penn, he totally bolted!
Mk: I'm sure it must have been him running just a few seconds ago.
Makenna points behind.
T: Thanks, bud!
Tito walks away. He returns briefly.
T: Makenna, mind helping me look for him, eh?
Mk: Sorry, I have a bus at 1:15.
T: Alright then. Sleep tight.
Makenna snickers.
Mk: Gee, thanks.
Tito walks away.
Mk: Well aren't guys like Penn just like cats? Always going their paths, right?
In the city.
Penn slows down, he's breathing heavily.
P: Hold on... I can't run any longer.
He crouches and looks around.
P: Crap, now where do I go?
Penn's phone rings. It's Chet. He gets up and picks up.
P: Yeah?
C: Where've you run off to?
P: Why would you want to know? Getting worried, huh?
C: Come on now, quit messin' 'round! Angie said she's just fine. I can put her on the phone just now.
P: If only I had time for your bullshit. Sorry, I've made a decision. Now be gone.
A: Penn, can you hear us?
P: Nope.
He hangs up.
P: As if.
In the living room.
Chet, Milton and Angie are looking at the phone.
A: That's pure boggin'!
C: Can't get ahold of Tito, neither.
A: Should we get them telt missing?
M: Why? The Old Bill won't do a thing. Let's just sit tight and wait for them both.
C: Well, I ain't waitin' 'round no longer. Do y'all even know who prowls' 'round after dark?
M: I'm off to bed. You go on.
Chet takes the keys from the nightstand.
C: Angie, are we goin'?
A: Aw, I don't ken... Right, let's go. I'm freaked about that numpty.
Angie and Chet leave. Milton turns towards the wall.
At the Santana Norte bus stop.
Makenna is sitting at a bus shelter. Penn passes by.
Mk: Hey, Penn?
Penn turns around.
Mk: They're looking for you.
Penn faces away.
P: They better be looking, while they still can.
Penn walks away. A bus arrives. Makenna enters the bus and it drives away. Another bus driver stops by Penn.
BD: Need a ride, buddy?
Penn hesitantly enters the bus. He sits right behind the driver.
P: Drive south, as far as you can.
The bus drives off.
The city center.
Light traffic. Chet and Angie are wandering around the main district, Cristóbal.
A: You know him better, where do you think he's gone?
C: I can't say for sure! He's got that cat in him, if you catch my drift.
A: Up to the woods?
C: That's plain as day. We can’t be piddlin' around bushwhacking.
Chet's stomach begins rumbling.
C: Let’s get some food instead.
A: Aye, scran! If he was off for a bite, where’d he go?
C: Well I ain't clairvoyant! He despises kebab, so the Lord only knows where he's off to dine.
A: Give us a clue!
Big Chrissy, a scooter rental worker, interrupts their talk.
BC: Can I help you? You've been wandering around for a few minutes now.
C: Yeah, get us a scooter.
BC: $20 an hour.
A: Can we not go any lower? We need to find our pal, like, right this second!
BC: Sorry, pixie. $20 or get lost, you get the deal!
Chet takes out a $50 bill.
C: Keep the change, we're in a doggone rush!
Chet and Angie drive away. Big Chrissy giggles menacingly and takes the bill.
The living room.
Milton is by himself, sound asleep. Madison flicks the light on.
M: Huh-?!
Ma: Milton, where are the others?
M: They're off somewhere, Lord knows where.
Ma: And you?
M: I'm staying put. Needs must, don't they?
Ma: Chet and Angie are out, they're not picking up! Tito and Penn aren't either!
M: Oh, they'll be right back. Cheerio then!
Madison flicks the light switch again. Milton turns to his side.
Back to the city center...
Two cars are driving around a roundabout slowly. One of them exits. Suddenly, Chet and Angie cut the roundabout, the cars honk at them.
A: See them?
C: Nah, keep lookin'!
Chet and Angie turn left. Crony is coming from the opposite direction, he stops. Another scooter driver pulls up right behind him, it's the same model as Crony's.
SD: Oh my God, same scooter! Scooter brother, wait! Scoot-
Crony throws a shovel at him out of nowhere, it hits his helmet. The man falls off the scooter. Crony catches the shovel like a boomerang.
Cr: My stars! You hit the dirt and can't rise? Aw, what a pity!
Crony drives away. Chet and Angie keep going.
C: Dodge them craters!
Angie zigzags through the potholes.
C: You got some real talent there!
A: Aye, I've been at it for a wee or nooooo-!
Angie's scooter hits the curb, she falls over. Chet breaks sharply.
C: You alright?
He helps her get up.
A: I'm grand, thanks!
Angie feels a bit dizzy.
A: Chet, am I going radge, or have you got two heads?
C: Looky there, it's Tito!
Tito is walking along the street with an ice cream cone in his hand.
T: Hiya!
C: Drop that ice cream and let's go find Penn! Mount up on my bike, and let's get on out of here.
Tito hops on Chet's scooter, all three of them drive away.
The city.
The scooters dash through the street. Penn emerges from an alley nearby. He sits by a tenement building. He lowers his head and clasps his hands together. Someone sits nearby. Penn recognizes someone familiar.
P: Creator?
TC: Yep, it's me. How's life? I bet it sucks.
P: Oh, you're A-right it sucks. I'm just wandering around like some nutjob.
TC: I think I get, what's going on. The sleepover - didn't go too well?
P: How did you know?
The Creator looks directly at the camera.
TC: A little birdie told me. Anyway...
The Creator takes out a bottle of vodka from behind.
TC: How about we take this conversation back to my place?
Penn chuckles.
P: Alright, bet.
At The Creator's place...
Penn and The Creator are chatting at a table.
TC: To wrap things up, the conclusion... I don't even have a damn conclusion, let me tell you that! Who the hell cares about them! And then they kept calling me, "We need you"! Who? The studio! The Animator, The Artist, The Screenwriter, everyone!
P: I still can't seem to make one thing out... Why does this all make you happy, if the studio is going bankrupt?
TC: I had a plan... and that... nasty son of a bitch, who is my brother, chose to study engineering! We were making a new project for a year, and he said... er, fuck... broski... Hey, broski! I can study at a uni now, I have the oppurtunity! Like what?
P: Chicken butt!
They both laugh, The Creator drinks a shot.
TC: Ahh... And he left me on ice. Anyway, you still have those... friends of yours. That's what matters.
P: I know, and they're looking through the whole city, as if they were looking for gold!
TC: You go, go find them and do your thing.
P: And I will! But uh... can I ask you for one more? The last one.
The Creator pours him a final shot.
TC: Bless your heart.
Penn raises the shot high.
P: Thanks... cheers, host!
Penn drinks up and leaves.
In the dark forest...
Penn returns under the same tree.
P: Damn, man... I'm sooo pissy!
He sits down and begins chuckling uncontrollably.
P: That film studio... and his engineer bro... Would you... fffreaking look at that!
He bursts out laughing. Three silhouettes emerge from the distance.
C: We might as well give it up. We've been all over creation, and at this point, he oughta be floating belly up in the river.
A: It's all my fault. I shouldn't have thrown him out in the rain.
C: It's just a drop in the bucket compared to the mess I stirred up.
T: I see him!
C: Huh?
T: Under a tree, eh!
Penn is sitting under a stump. Head on his knees, laughing.
C: Well, looky yonder!
P: Screw you all... I feel... fabolous! Out here, in the wild!
A: Don't be a numpty, it's 4 in the mornin'!
P: Let me be! I can really feel it, really!
T: Maybe we can just head back later?
C: Ain't no way.
Chet takes Penn under his arm.
C: Let's fetch that poor fella on home.
A: Aye, lead the way.
Chet and Tito lead Penn home. He's still giggling.
In the living room...
Milton tosses and turns.
M: Bloody hell, I've had enough of this! I'm bloody well finding him!
Milton leaves the living room and home. Madison is sitting in the kitchen with a hopeless look. An early sunrise can be seen from outside the window.
Ma: They'll all get lost... They lost my sister... Angie!
Madison dials Chet. Back to the forest...
C: Lead him right!
T: I can't! He's in his wobbly boots.
Chet's phone rings.
A: Hey Angie, do me a favor and grab that phone outta my coat pocket, if you don't mind.
Angie takes the phone out, she picks it up.
A: Aye, sis, we've got him.
Ma: Thank God, is he okay?
C: Oh, he’s doin' alright. Just had a few too many.
Penn mutters something.
A: We'll be there in two shakes.
C: See ya!
Angie gives Chet the phone back.
T: B'ys!
C: There ain't but one.
T: What do we do with him?
A: We let him lie on.
P: Erm... mwhe?
C: Lord have mercy...
All four of them head towards town.
At the flat.
Angie, Chet, Penn and Tito return home.
Ma: There you are, finally!
Madison hugs her sister, and then the guys.
Ma: I was getting worried sick!
C: You didn't have to fret none. We told you we'd be just fine.
P: Ay... eh...
A: Get him to my room. That poor wee bastard...
The guys carry Penn to her bedroom.
A: That's me done, never playin' spin the bottle again.
Chet steps out of the bedroom.
C: Neither am I.
T: And I!
C: From now on, we're passin' our nights just starin' at the picture box. No more dares, just some good ol' TV and cheap beer.
T: How about we watch some, Chet?
C: Not now, Tito.
Tito and Chet go to the living room.
T: Hey, where's Milton?
Out in the city...
Milton is running through the city, only in his pajamas.
M: Penn, I'm coming! Don't leg it, mate!
Back to the living room...
C: I'm sure he'll be back.
Chet yawns.
C: Well, I ‘spect it’s about time to hit the hay. On the bed you go.
Tito hops in bed.
T: Yay, the bed!
Chet sits on Tito's armchair and turns to the side. They both fall asleep. Fade to black.
End of episode 6.