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ARCHIE: I promise. You better be ready for this.

I don't think you're ready for this.

VARIOUS VOICES: Have you ever felt like your life was just one big movie?

[BRIGHT EYES' "JUNE ON THE WEST COAST" PLAYING]

All right. Here we go. Stiff motherfucker.

Just a second. Focus. Focus. Here we go.

[FOOTSTEPS DEPART]

[DOOR OPENS, CLOSES]

♪ I spent a week Drinking the sunlight ♪

♪ Of Winnetka, California ♪

♪ Where they understand The weight of human hearts ♪

♪ You see Sorrow gets too heavy ♪

♪ And joy It tends to hold you ♪

♪ With the fear That it eventually departs ♪

♪ And the truth is I've been dreaming ♪

♪ Of this tired Tranquil place ♪

♪ Where the weather won't get Trapped inside my bones ♪

[PEOPLE CLAMORING]

[DOOR SLAMS; INDISTINCT SHOUTING]

♪ Then it's there I'll plant These seeds and make my home ♪

[SPEAKING VIETNAMESE]

[CHICKENS CLUCKING]

ARCHIE [AS NICK CHEVOTAREVICH]: You got to think

about one shot.

[THUNDER RUMBLES]

[SNIFFS] One shot...

is what it's all about.

[AS CHRISTOPHER WALKEN]: A deer...

has got to be taken out...

with one shot.

[SPEAKING VIETNAMESE]

[THUNDER RUMBLES]

[GUN COCKS]

[SPEAKING VIETNAMESE]

[GUN COCKS]

ARCHIE [NORMAL VOICE]: I am nowhere near home.

I'm performing this death act

to temporarily entertain these twisted bastards.

They are awaiting a decision--

the ultimate decision.

These motherfuckers--

they never cared in the first place.

[GUNSHOT]

[THUDS]

[STATIC CRACKLING]

[FANFARE PLAYS]

MAN: "Getting to know your fucked up teen."

Yes, today's youth are a confused bunch,

lost in a 3-D wonderland of violence and temptation,

even sexually transmitted diseases.

Why, everyone at this table has some form of V.D.

[ALL GROAN]

Yes, yes.

But what are they really thinking?

Well, let's take a gander

at your typical teenager, like Archie here.

And although he might not look it,

Archie's much more deviant than you'll ever know.

Let's for a second analyze this confused adolescent.

The hands cramp from excessive playing of video games

and fervent masturbation. [SQUEAKING]

The eyes, red from too much television and computer use,

watching endless hours of pornography and horse beatings.

It's enough to make one L.O.L., as the youngsters would say.

But most importantly, what's going on

inside that media-overloaded brain?

[DISTORTED VOICES]

[DOOR SLAMS]

[BOY WHINES]

MAN: Oh, you want to keep it closed? Okay.

You can be on TV if you want.

My name-- [BLOWS]

My name is Archie.

Archibald Holden Buster Williams.

[AS SEAN CONNERY]: My name's Archie.

[AS JIMMY STEWART]: And I'm gonna kill myself.

[NORMAL VOICE]: Archie Williams is going to kill himself.

[ZIPPING]

I'm one badass motherfucker.

ARCHIE: I guess you could say I grew up

with everything that a kid could possibly want

to start his life.

At age 11, I even got the guest house.

I am a goddamn marvel of modern science,

locked and loaded.

A video sniper.

I'll bet you're wondering why--

why an isolated, poofy-haired, little shit like me

would want to end it all on camera.

Well, to quote one of my heroes...

The call of death is a call of love.

ARCHIE: Love. I'm a virgin. What do I know about love?

Is this love? [WOMEN MOANING]

I think so. Heh.

I feel sexed over. Whew.

And I see so much of it every day.

I've never really had any close contact with a girl.

WOMAN: Oh, Archie. Ohh.

Bl-bl-bl-bl-bl-bl-bl-bl!

I think they all just consider me a freak.

MAN: Can you prank the school? Prank the school.

ARCHIE: Come on. Just look at-- Just look at the camera.

You're so pretty.

♪ Once I find ♪

But I am fucking horny.

God, am I horny. [CHUCKLES]

And the girl you choose to dream about...

MAN: Do you like her?

...just happens to be...

perfection.

Sierra. Ahh.

She'll be the death of me.

[INDISTINCT VOICES]

This is your last note.

I don't like that lighting.

Try that again like this. Good. Go. Repeat it.

My name's Archie Williams, and I'm gonna kill myself.

Nice. Nice.

Now take that enthusiasm...

Take that enthusiasm-- there you go.

In a schoolyard. You're 10 minutes late.

Get the fuck up. Get up.

You can't fucking do it.

Shut up, shut up, shut up, shut up, shut up.

Fucking fix those nerves. That is not helping anybody.

I know.

Uh, today's the day that I need to know

what you guys are doing for your film projects.

A personal film about your life

communicating your feelings

and something important that you care about.

So-- Mallory, what are you doing?

Um, my project is going to be a documentary

about this project and my favorite class, which is yours.

Okay.

Lisa's dog, Snowball.

He's 14.

VARIOUS VOICES: Ahh!

The mating rituals of suborder blattaria.

VARIOUS VOICES: Wow!

My film is on the early years of Sigmund Freud

and the influence on Victorian culture.

VARIOUS VOICES: Whoa!

We're doing first-person shooters,

the whole gamer subculture.

ALL: "Halo" rules!

Shoot him in the face!

VARIOUS VOICES: Gee!

Just put the back of your hand

to your forehead, and you're there, man.

Archie "Eyeball" Williams.

So, what masterpiece do you have up your sleeve this time?

ARCHIE: Um...

H-Hood, please. Oh.

What you got?

Well...

For my project, I'm gonna kill myself on camera.

Okay.

Oh, and I'm gonna be

Archie Williams: Kid Suicide.

[CHEERS AND APPLAUSE]

That's not funny at all, okay?

I'm not trying to be funny.

If you need to talk-- If you--

[LAUGHTER] Can you please turn this off?

I was just getting good footage.

If you need to talk after class, I'm here for you,

but I'm not gonna make this a class discussion.

Please turn that off. This is part of my-- This is her project.

This is important, okay? This is a very important project.

This is 60% of your grade.

We work on our deaths our whole lives, don't we?

That's pretty important. Don't you think so?

MALLORY: I think. Yeah? Yeah.

You're a good student in this class.

I understand that, and it's gonna be a really good movie.

I'll make the lighting really good.

[LAUGHTER]

Can you please turn that off?

[GUN COCKS; LAUGHTER]

I'm sorry. That's it.

I need you to go to the office.

I need you to see Mrs. Ellis now.

It's part of my project. I don't see why I have to leave.

Great. Let's go. Hey. Careful.

Follow it out the door! You're gonna rip it.

Follow it out the door.

I can't do that? I made a finger motion.

Back off. Let go of my camera, man.

Let's go. Let's go. I'll take your watch, you take my camera.

Archie! Leave!

[RHYTHMIC CLAPPING]

This is not a class discussion.

Can't get my foot out from-- Mr. Bedford, I--

Shit! [APPLAUSE]

GRETCHEN: She punched you?

[YOUNG ARCHIE CRYING]

Archie, don't scream at me. Use your words!

Did she punch you?

Get back here, you little bitch!

Nobody punches my son!

Her mother is gonna get a--

It's all right. We learn from this.

This is what happens when you don't advertise your events.

God, I wonder if I can return all this turtle crap.

GRETCHEN: Archie, I'm not gonna get combative with you.

You want to scream at me, you just scream into the camera,

like that's a-- DARYL: Gretch. Gretch.

Archie. Please, honey.

This-- This is not working. This is not--

GRETCHEN: We can't turn it off, Daryl-- let him manipulate us.

We're not gonna let him get that satisfaction!

DARYL: What is he doing?

ARCHIE: These are actually some of my first memories.

[SIGHS] Hold on. Back up.

Let me start earlier.

I was a TV fetus.

All my mom did was sit around,

watch soap operas, and drink milkshakes.

I had a camera on me before I was even born.

Under my parents' roof,

I was programmed to behave the American dream--

nothing too special, nothing too dangerous,

just what the system wants for you and me.

Play your role in society, pay your taxes, do your job,

and make as little noise as possible.

Fuck that.

[INDISTINCT VOICES]

Have you ever felt like your life was just one big movie?

Well, see, mine is.

And it might not all be real. I know that.

But it's all true.

MAN: And I think this is the end of line.

A-a-a-a-all righty, then.

Have you ever felt like your life was just one big movie?

MAN: You know what I can do. You know what I can fucking do!

ARCHIE: Hell hath no fury

like a horny teen with no outlet.

I'll tell you two things I've learned

living on this planet for only such a short time,

and at 17 years old, supposedly the prime of my youth,

I've realized that I can't trust one goddamn person.

I mean, the highly paid psychiatrist?

The fucking mother who's pissed

that you captured and killed her youth?

[MOCKING GRETCHEN]: "Pulled the potential right out from under my ass."

[NORMAL VOICE]: The father that can't remember your birthday?

DARYL: Someday...

this is all gonna be yours.

ARCHIE: Ah, what a schnook.

Who really cares about this shit, really?

Kids shooting up in the streets,

shooting up the schools,

bulimics, anorexics wasting away?

There's AIDS, for fuck's sakes-- AIDS!

I even have a TV and a hell of a computer.

Oh, poor fuckin' me.

Poor fuckin' me. I am so lost.

And the other thing I found on this planet,

traveling the world with my camera--

I am not the only one.

You know, hate consumes me. That's all I can say.

I think death is pretty awesome.

It's a scary thing, but you know, I constantly hurt myself.

I don't know why.

I really don't give a fuck about death.

Blow it right out the back of your fucking head.

Kurt Cobain did that.

Brains splatter against the fucking wall.

Yeah, pretty much. Yeah.

They want us to respect them without giving us any respect!

They need to fucking resp--

They think we're just fucking douchebag, like, stoner.

Like, I want to learn, fucking know more

than they have ever learned in their life.

We're may more advanced than they've ever been.

You are messing with the primordial forces of nature!

MAN: We're looking into the future, Chuck.

MRS. ELLIS: 611478. Archibald.

Archibald Holden... Buster?

Bingo. That's-- That's me.

Ah.

Are you still enjoying the soccer team?

I've never played soccer.

Is that on?

Red light's not on.

Archie, have you been feeling low lately?

[VOICE BREAKING] I feel like nobody can hear me.

Oh, God, please tell me what to do.

[SIGHS]

Eh...

I'm not s-sure.

Do you have access

to any dangerous weapons or... drugs?

[CHUCKLING]

[GUN CLICKS]

Archie...

...do you have any friends?

[AS HENRY HILL]: Karen! Karen, why did you do that, Karen?!

That's all the money we had!

[NORMAL VOICE]: The only way I can have any form of relationship...

[AS KAREN HILL]: I'm sorry! They were in the house!

They would have found it!

[AS HENRY HILL]: They would have never found it, Karen!

[NORMAL VOICE]: ...is with this camera.

[AS HENRY HILL]: Oh, my God! Oh, my God, Karen!

Why did you do that, Karen?! Why did you do that?!

[NORMAL VOICE]: Plastic and glass.

[AS HENRY HILL]: That's all the money we had!

[AS KAREN HILL]: I'm sorry!

[NORMAL VOICE]: His name was Robert Paulson.

Archie. His name was Robert Paulson.

You said that you're gonna kill yourself

in this movie of yours.

Are these serious thoughts...

or just a movie?

It's a serious movie.

Archie...

do you have a plan?

You want to see the storyboards?

[POLICE RADIO CHATTER]

MALLORY: Guys, the cops are here.

Yeah. Uh, yeah, they're taking Archie away.

You guys, they're hauling Archie. I got to get this.

MR. BEDFORD: Mallory! Everyone-- Mallory!

Get back in--

Everyone, back to your seats.

That means you. Let's go.

ARCHIE: Oh, shit.

Motherfuckers. Dirty motherfuckers.

You motherfuckers. You dirty motherfuckers.

Fuck you, dirty motherfuckers.

SIERRA: That was the first time I noticed you.

ARCHIE: Did you think I was cute?

[ECHOING]: I thought you were something.

So, you finally noticed me.

I think everybody did.

What's going on?

Archie Williams.

Do you know him? Maybe.

Freaked out in Media 2.

He says he's gonna kill himself on camera.

♪ I used to think ♪

♪ There is no future Left at all ♪

OFFICER: All right. Let's go to the car.

♪ Open up ♪

SIERRA: So, was it love at first sight, Archie?

ARCHIE: I have to tell you,

you've kind of always stood for everything I hate.

I'm sorry. Sierra Silver. Sierra Silver. Sierra Silver.

Sierra Silver. Perfect ass. She had a nose job at 15.

I heard at some Halloween party,

she did coke off some guy's dick.

It's all "beauty is truth" with this girl.

Lifeless. Hollow. She doesn't even know who I am.

Oh, she gets to me.

She-- me.

[SIGHS] But I think you're beautiful.

Even if you did have a nose job.

Girl: Oopsie!

[VOMITING]

Ugh.

[POLICE RADIO CHATTER]

[POLICE SIREN APPROACHING]

[HORN HONKS]

Oh, fuck. You called my parents? Oh, man.

[VEHICLE DOOR OPENS]

Officer.

Daryl Williams...

El Pollo Loco, Chamber of Commerce, Rotary.

ARCHIE: Daryl Williams-- former star quarterback,

presently prioritizes chicken sales

over a father/son bond.

Sometimes it's price, Archie, my boy.

Sometimes it's volume.

If you weren't futzing around with that camera all the time,

you might write down some of your old man's wisdom.

ARCHIE: A content man, Daryl pulls in...

Mid six-figures a year.

[SCOFFS] I don't think you quite understand my son.

I mean, he's-- He's harmless, different, odd.

Dad, what are you-- Not now. Officer--

Protocol is, a kid says he's gonna kill himself,

we have to escort him to mental health.

Obviously, we have a very delicate situation here,

but couldn't you just let him go?

I mean, it's just a joke with his camera.

Everything's a joke with him. Tell the officer, Archie.

[AS BUFFALO BILL]: It puts the lotion on its skin,

or else it gets the hose again.

Flp-flp-flp-flp-flp-flp-flp!

He's just-- Come with me. Step over to the car.

Jesus. It smells.

[HORN BLARES]

Oh, shit. What, did you call Mom?

You're in trouble, man.

GRETCHEN: Get your hands off my son.

Daryl, you worthless fool!

ARCHIE: Gretchen Williams-- born in Chicago,

bred into a hard-ass lawyer of 13 years,

and a noted supporter of society's well-being.

Good morning, sir.

Do you promise to provide honest wages

for an honest day's work?

Food and water, care and compassion?

Hello?! Shit.

ARCHIE: Although Ms. Williams feigns interest in special causes,

she has yet to notice her son.

I'm his mother, his legal guardian.

You have to release him to me.

Lady, he threatened. It's a liability--

What is your badge number? Who's your sergeant?

I have no choice. Y-you do have a choice. Yes, you do. Come on.

No, ma'am. Sorry. Yes. No, I am his mother.

Sir, I will sue you. I will sue the city.

Do something! Don't just stand there, Daryl!

He's a police officer!

Getting dragged into the car!

You can't fight with a cop! I'm doing it.

Are you crazy?!

I will sue the city!

OFFICER: This is your last chance. Over my dead body!

[STUDENTS CHANTING "ARCHIE!"]

We'll take this all the way to the Supreme Court.

VARGAS: Freedom is security.

Peace is war.

Nineteen, nineteen eighty four.

Suicide. Suicide. Suicide.

Don't you know?

Big brother says, "Prohibito."

[LAUGHS]

[COUGHS]

WOMAN 1: She is not. WOMAN 2: Oh, she is, girl.

You should be here. [GASPS] Oh, my God.

[AUSTRALIAN ACCENT]: Join us on our fabulous three-day, free cruise

through the halls of your local mental-health facility.

Looney bin lagoon, a premier destination

for the certifiably insane.

[WOMAN SCREAMS]

MAN 1: I'm going to send you to the hospital.

And if you will cooperate with those doctors,

I think they'll be able to do you some good.

Mr. Horton? Let's go.

MAN 2: Escorted to the receiving ward by an attendant,

he's bathed and outfitted.

The admitting clerk takes care of valuables

until he has sufficiently improved

to be trusted with them.

Open.

[PINGING]

And what's this?

No. Don't-- Don't touch it.

That's mine. Put your hand-- Put your arms down.

That's mine! They said I could have that! Stop. Turn around.

Goddamn it, that's my camera! That's my stuff!

Relax.

And while you're away on your fabulous vacation,

the pigs will ransack your most holy sanctuary.

Your mother and father will sell you out.

We need a list of everything you're taking, obviously. OFFICER: Absolutely.

He's got another camera right here.

[PIG OINKING]

Looks like everything is feeding into these computers.

Just to be on the safe side,

we're gonna take both the computers, too.

We don't need to take the monitors,

just the laptop and the tower.

MAN: And a spinal-fluid test.

ARCHIE: And your visit will last a lifetime

because you get to return again...

and again and again...

to meet with your court-appointed shrinks

who hold the key to your future freedom.

And your first visit is free!

Hey, there.

Welcome. Oh, yeah.

You requested to videotape our sessions.

I'm down with that.

Just let me know what my best angle is.

[LAUGHS]

All right.

Archibald...

do you have any insight as to why you might be here today?

[BLEEP]

Uh, okay. Well, that's inappropriate.

Okay. Uh...

Do you prefer "Archibald" or "Archie"?

I actually was a fan of the comic book when I was a kid.

Eh, [BLEEP] [BLEEP] [BLEEP] [BLEEP].

[BLEEP].

I'm here to help you. All right? To listen.

You can feel free to think of me as a friend, as a bro.

Okay? Will you receive that?

[BLEEP]. You know what?

I'm not that, um...

shocked by the female genitalia.

As a matter of fact, I enjoy it.

But-- [BLEEP] [BLEEP] [BLEEP] [BLEEP].

Okay, ho--

I, as an LCSW, am required to evaluate you

and grant authorizations

that you can legally return to high school

and to your mother and father, who are very worried about you.

[BELL DINGS] [BLEEP]. All right.

Is it that camera that's prompting you to act this way?

Because if that's camera, I'm gonna turn that camera off.

[BLEEP] [BLEEP] [BLEEP] [BLEEP].

Yeah, I call this little shit amusing, huh?

Huh? Huh? Hm? Yeah?

You know what? I have no problem

treating you as one of my elderly patients.

[BLEEP] [BLEEP] [BLEEP] [BLEEP].

I am a licensed clinical social worker.

I deserve respect. I am not a [BLEEP].

[BLEEP]. You're the fucking cunt!

[BLEEP].

All right. That's it. You know what? Let's turn this off.

Huh? Huh? Let's try and turn this off.

[BLEEP] [BLEEP] [BLEEP].

I'm a therapist! Oh, you little shit!

Get your hands off! Cunt! Cunt!

Your precious little camera has been restarted.

So, are you gonna speak?

[BLEEP].

That's fine. That's fine. You win.

Here we go. Watch this.

"Return to school is approved."

Let them fucking deal with you.

[BLEEP]. Shut it!

Here.

Have a nice day, dickhead. Fag.

Dickhead. Get the fuck out of my office. Fag.

Ow. Shit.

We had no choice! That's my stuff!

Some of the things we found in there.

Jesus, whatever happened to all your first amendment bullshit?

GRETCHEN: A child's constitutional rights

are superseded by parental prerogative. Fuck off.

Don't you ever talk to your mother like that again.

Don't touch my shit!

GRETCHEN: Daryl. Daryl! Don't touch him!

Daryl. Daryl.

♪ Where a wood-burning stream ♪

♪ Flows up through the trees ♪

♪ Like the soul ♪

[POUNDING ON DOOR] DARYL: Archie!

GRETCHEN: Don't pound on the door. Just knock on it.

I'm tired of this. Get out here now.

We can talk about this.

Archie, get the hell out here right now!

Archie! We are all human beings!

I want to talk to you!

Now, come out here!

Archie. Knock on the door again.

Archie!

[EXHALES SHARPLY]

Stop. Stop.

[CRICKETS CHIRPING]

This isn't what you're making your movie about.

[BREATHES DEEPLY]

That's okay. You can have your freak-outs.

Just take, you know, a couple breaths.

[SNIFFLES]

And, uh...

I know, I know, I know.

They trashed your room.

Yeah. [CHUCKLES]

This place is fucked up.

God damn them. Fucking assholes.

[CHUCKLES]

You got some villains in your movie now, Archie.

Yeah.

[DRUMROLL]

The green screen...

...is the pogo stick of the new generation.

[DRUMROLL STOPS] This...

is... where I live.

MAN: A reported school shooting...

ARCHIE: Look at these sardines.

Homes that look like gravestones,

with enough prescription pills

to put the whole world to sleep.

[XYLOPHONE PLAYS]

[SITAR MUSIC PLAYING]

I've been drawing ever since I was little.

But at age 11, I got this obsession

with drawing myself into my favorite movies.

[HUMMING "MISIRLOU"]

Wah! I don't know yoga...

but I practice it every day.

[GRUNTS]

Tonight I took a couple too many Ritalin.

To get back into school, I have to do drugs.

It's kind of ironic, don't you think?

Bl-bl-bl-bl-bl-bl-bl-bl-bl! Drugs!

Sorry. That's my A.D.D. acting up.

[SIGHS] First day back at school.

Come on, Mr. Beale. Mr. Beale.

You decided to do this, so fucking act like it.

Act like it. Act like it. Act like it.

Fucking act like it. Act like it. Act like it.

Climb back to that podium,

'cause, baby, this is your final dander.

[WHIRRING]

We are sick of being lied to!

You! Yes, you!

The very people that muddy our minds,

destroy our education, choke this planet,

and send us to die?!

Listen to you?! Fuck you!

You don't listen, and you don't receive!

You are a brick wall with a name tag!

What more can they offer us?!

So I say to you, yes, you, brother and sister, misguided,

will you follow them, footprint to footprint,

or will you dig your own trail?!

Rise up-- up out of your seats,

out of your padded rooms to scream with me to the world,

"I'm mad as hell, and I'm not gonna take it anymore!"

Okay. You can do this. You can do this.

Just walk in...

like nothing happened.

Get some good interviews. Do what you got to do.

And don't... freak.

Jesus fucking Christ, I'm sweating so much.

[SIGHS]

I can't do this. Put down the camera.

You're attracting so much attention to yourself.

BOY 1: Camera face. ARCHIE: Oh, shit. Here we go.

BOY 2: I've known Eyeball since kindergarten crew, right?

ARCHIE: You never said, like, three words to me.

BOY 2: So, what is this? What is this?

Cops drive you away, all of a sudden,

you're gonna pussy out on your little snuff shit?

What's going on?

[SCOFFS] You carry that thing with you?

Archie. Goddamn camera hands, man.

You are a paranoid motherfucker, you know that?

♪ Try to remember ♪

♪ But my feelings Can't know for sure ♪

♪ Try to reach out ♪

♪ But it's gone ♪

[SPED-UP VOICE]: Never mind.

Um, how does it feel to be a celebrity?

[NORMAL VOICE]: And have you decided how you're gonna do it yet?

Archie?

ARCHIE: You had a question about my project?

I don't know-- Like, no love, no family, no friends?

Have you ever thought about it? No.

No? No.

Yo, death dude! Hey.

You want-- You want to snort some Ritalin? Diet coke?

Which one is it? Is that the red one?

Let us pray...

for the soul of this lost and wandering spirit.

No, take 12. Take 12 of these,

and, dude, you're gonna trip your way into, like,

next century.

[LAUGHS] No, no, no.

You need the selective serotonin reuptake inhibitor,

not a tricyclic antidepressant.

Your doctors taught you nothing.

Like, the moment you got hauled away, everyone was just like, "Oh, my God."

Yeah, everyone was talking about it.

ARCHIE: Yeah. I mean, what's your, like, main reaction?

How do I feel? Do I think it's cool?

[SARCASTICALLY]: Oh, yeah. Suicide's awesome!

Like, what the fuck? No. ARCHIE: Gut reaction.

It's terrible. It's stupid.

Um, you shouldn't do it.

Definitely.

Are you Archie?

ARCHIE: Yeah. You want to jump in on the interview?

Like, 'cause, like, the day after,

there were so many fucking rumors that, like,

he got chained up and, like,

someone was hitting him with, like, a bar and shit.

What? I never heard that. My brother heard that.

Yeah, man. It was so good.

ARCHIE: 'Cause people don't really talk about the subject.

There's a reason they don't talk about the subject--

because it's painful.

ARCHIE: Well, okay. I don't find it painful for me.

Have you ever had somebody kill themselves?

Shut the fuck up! Cut the bullshit, okay? Because this is a--

This is an attention spree.

ARCHIE: I'm just making a movie.

Can I have my camera back, please? Can you just--

BOY: No, dude.

Hey, man, suicide is for pussies, anyway!

No, man. Get the fuck out of here. Give me my camera.

You're giving him more for his camera.

It's not your own choice! Turn your fucking camera off!

You don't understand what you're doing to people!

Amy, you're giving him more for the-- Come on.

You're giving him more. Turn your fucking camera off.

You fucking pussy.

ARCHIE: You approached me in my own video.

Go kill yourself! This isn't about you!

This is about everybody else around you!

This is about people and people who love you!

I need my--

BOY: Sierra. Sierra, wh--

What the fuck? He's a fucking freak. Look at him.

I really want to talk to you.

BOY: What the--

What?

I really want to talk to you.

Yeah, I don't think so, all right?

[BOYS MAKE DEEP NOISES, MOCKING THE SITUATION]

[LAUGHTER]

BOY: Come on. Let's go. Let's go.

BOY: They're goin' nuts on you 'cause they're scared of what you're doing,

because they don't have the balls to do what you're doing.

And you know what? In the end, they don't give

a fuck about what you're doing.

Think about it. You go to another school tomorrow,

you really think that Counselor Bulldyke and Principal Buttfuck

are gonna give a shit whether you live or die?

They're not gonna try and save you.

There are people out there. Dude, dude, dude.

I'm telling you,

these are the lowest-paid people on the planet.

They don't care.

I don't care. You know what I'm say--

Dude, I'll fucking do it, you know what I'm--

Like, right time, right place? Shit, man.

Die young and proud? What's better than that, man?

But the only question-- The only question

you got to be asking yourself right now--

Do you really care what these sicko fucks think

about your leap of faith?

[MUZAK PLAYS OVER P.A.]

[WOMAN COUGHS]

"Cunt"?

That is not as taboo as it used to be.

I was recently called "cunt"

at a gay bar in Santa Monica.

I took it as a compliment.

Sex with your mother-- Now, that is taboo.

Anal sex with your father

while your dog is watching,

and you videotape, much like you are doing now--

I believe that is still taboo.

Would you agree with that?

Let me ask you a question.

ARCHIE: In the end, these guys are just your friends for hire.

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

ARCHIE: Your psychological hookers, your personal drug dealers.

...release to legal guardians.

WOMAN: No additional psychiatric sessions required.

MAN: How can I begin to understand where you're coming from

and how you're feeling and everything? How are your bowel movements?

[SIGHS] It all seems so scripted.

[PEN SCRIBBLING]

Contrived.

[IMITATING RUMBLING]

Completely...

fabricated.

[LAUGHS EVILLY]

[GRUNTING]

[COMPUTER MOUSE CLICKS]

Archie...

can I ask you a question?

[AS DIRTY HARRY]: Go ahead. Make my day.

What brings you here to my office?

[AS DONNIE DARKO]: They made me do it.

Wake up.

And who would that be but yourself?

How do you feel about your parents?

[AS NORMAN BATES]: Well...

Boy's best friend is his mother.

[WOMAN SCREAMS]

[AS FORREST GUMP]: Mama always says stupid is as stupid does.

[WIND RUSHING]

That is very interesting.

Why do you say you want to end your life?

[NORMAL VOICE]: Don't you see what I'm doing here?

[AS THE DUDE]: This will not stand. This aggression will not stand, man.

[NORMAL VOICE]: This is just a chicken-shit move

by my parents, my school, the whole fucking system.

Instead of talking with me and interacting,

instead of real answers,

I'm force-fed this cafeteria dialogue

I've heard a thousand times.

And you just sit there

and you judge me and you make money.

Why should I give a fuck about what you think?

Is this psychobabble bullshit supposed to make me happy?

Give me hope? Passion?

Heal my tortured psyche?

Well, it's not fucking working!

Damn it!

[GLASS SHATTERING]

Aaaaaah!

I hear you, Dude.

I was a screwed-up Bollywood boy myself once.

Archie...

I believe what we have here...

is a failure to communicate.

[SALSA MUSIC PLAYING] Hm.

What is that-- Cool Hand Luke?

I met your mother and your father.

Insanity runs in your family.

It practically...

gallops.

Hm. You got me there.

What? Only cinema after 1980 rings a bell?

Well, movies don't have to be old to be a classic.

The Matrix revolutionized cinema.

The red pill...

or the blue pill?

It's Alice in Wonderland with snazzy bullets.

Follow me down the rabbit hole, Archie.

[WATER BUBBLING]

Who...

are...

[ECHOING] ...you?

[COMPUTER KEYS CLICKING]

[GROANS]

Oh, stop.

You know anything about that guy?

Not really.

I hear he used to be a student,

got in some horrible accident.

He fell off a roof on Halloween.

That's-- That's what I heard.

That's weird.

It's like he's never mad or sad.

Just is.

[SIGHS]

Hey, Archie.

I just wanted to say I think it's pretty brave what you did.

What?

In media class.

Standing up for your right to express yourself.

Oh! Express myself.

If I wasn't such a fucking idiot,

I would have said more than...

Yeah?

You fucking idiot.

Look, I'm thinking about writing an article

for the school paper

on the whole teen-angst thing.

You know...

What you're going through.

I know. It sounds cliché, but it doesn't have to be.

It sounds wonderful. That's a great idea.

Say something!

Archie, that was pretty powerful stuff--

threats of suicide, cops on campus and all.

Can we talk sometime?

I'm not much of a talker.

I bet you are when you want to be.

[MOCKINGLY] I don't really do much talking.

You're kinda awkward cute.

I never realized.

I'd really like to pick your brain,

see what makes that mind of yours tick.

Sorry.

[ZIPPING]

Um...

Yeah, I don't-- I don't know if I'd really be...

Come on. It'll be cool.

...into something like that.

Mm. What?

[CHUCKLES]

I'm actually kind of-- I'm sort of busy with--

You're scared.

You're awfully good at pointing that camera at everyone,

but then when someone wants to turn the spotlight on you...?

Yeah.

It's pretty hypocritical, don't you think? I know.

We can fix this.

Okay. [KEY CLICKS]

ARCHIE [CLEARS THROAT]: This is for you.

I made it... for you.

You-- You should probably watch it alone.

Okay?

[CHUCKLES]

[DISK CLICKING, WHIRRING]

[SPED UP HAWAIIAN MUSIC PLAYING]

MAN: 5, 4, 3, 2, 1.

MALE COMPUTERIZED VOICE: I have recorded many things.

But none like this.

Can we talk sometime?

Since I will be departing soon,

I will not hold back with my answer to your question.

Can we talk sometime? It will be blunt.

[OMINOUS THEME MUSIC PLAYING]

WOMAN: Everybody likes... MAN: Sierra. [BELCHES]

I'm a cliché. I'm just a cliché.

I'm a cliché. I'm just a cliché.

MAN: Lubricate, tighten, rub.

Ride slowly until you come-- Ride slowly until you--

BOY: Come... MAN 1: On... MAN 2: Sierra.

BOY: She was pretty impressed with me, all right.

I wonder if she's really the kind of girl I could go for.

She's always around-- only, kind of flashy.

And it's certainly true that she isn't very smart.

You're kinda awkward cute. MAN: A love appeal

that hits you sort of-- Boing!

I never realized. I'd really like to--

MAN: Boing!

[JAPANESE ACCENT]: So, you want to interview me, Miss Silver?

Pretty girl with a big-time story.

Yaaaaaaaaaaaaah!

[SHOUTING IN JAPANESE]

Aaah!

Aaaaaaaaaah!

MAN: Sierra. What's the matter with her?

[COMPUTER KEYS CLICKING]

[MOUSE CLICKING]

[SCRIBBLING]

Who...

are...

you?

ARCHIE: I'm a rag doll.

I'm a loser.

[WHISPERING] I'm a sorry entertainer.

[JOANNA NEWSOM'S "SPROUT AND THE BEAN" PLAYING]

[CHUCKLES]

♪ I slept all day ♪

♪ I awoke with distaste ♪

[THUNDER RUMBLES]

[COMPUTERIZED BEEP]

♪ And I railed ♪

Yeah? [COMPUTER KEYS CLICKING]

Um...

"Excuse me?" No.

[CLICKING CONTINUES]

"Who are you?" [CHUCKLES]

[BUZZING]

[STATIC]

[CELL PHONE RINGS]

[BEEPING]

Hello? SIERRA [ON PHONE]: So, tell me, Archie,

do you make psychotic love-note videos for all the pretty girls?

[SCOFFS]

Archie?

Who said it was a love note?

2:45 in the morning.

Little late for this Katie Couric shit.

I never sleep.

Yeah, me neither.

What are you doing?

I always cut at night.

What?

I have a movie to edit.

Busy killing myself.

How do you end it?

I hate people that give away endings.

Time your death to the end of the story,

and the story is told anew.

Did you just quote Vargas?

[MUSIC STOPS]

You like Vargas?

I'm in love with his basement tapes.

[RAIN PATTERING]

Huh. Here. You're gonna like this.

ARCHIE: His first studio picture.

They give him $2 million and creative control.

And he hides mics on the street

and shoots 24-hours VHS surveillance

out his skid-row window.

Cost him 150 bucks.

[INDISTINCT VOICES]

And then he handed the rest of the budget

to homeless people.

SIERRA: "L.A. Nickel."

Yeah. They never offered him a studio deal again.

He looks so young.

You know what else?

I have the whole "Mindfuck" surveillance series,

a bootleg of his lost movie, if you want to...

watch it sometime.

It's really good-- with me.

That sounds...

fun.

[ROCKY VOTOLATO'S "SHE WAS ONLY IN IT FOR THE RAIN" PLAYING]

[INDISTINCT VOICES]

♪ She swore out the lights ♪

♪ When she said ♪

♪ That she was only in it ♪

♪ For the rain ♪

♪ She made of her bed ♪

♪ A naive nativity ♪

♪ Just in case it became ♪

♪ Just in case ♪

♪ Here's the first Of many songs ♪

♪ You wanted me to write ♪

♪ Just for you ♪

♪ I hope to God you like it ♪

♪ It's as pretty ♪

♪ As it is cruel ♪

♪ It's as pretty ♪ Wow.

I didn't even know you could get up here.

♪ ...cruel ♪♪

You eat lunch up here?

Sometimes.

All right.

So, how do you want to do this?

Who goes first?

[SIGHS] Well...

You.

Why do you want to kill yourself?

That's your first question?

I thought this was supposed to be a puff piece.

[SIGHS]

I just ran out of bullshit. SIERRA: That's all?

I don't know how else to say it.

Just ran out of bullshit. Bullshit.

Suicide should have a better reason than "bullshit."

You got one?

I think suicide is a permanent solution

to a temporary problem.

Really?

It's a permanent solution...

to a temporary problem.

Temporary. It's temporary.

Permanent solution... to a temporary problem.

...to a temporary problem.

A permanent solution to a temporary problem.

It's a permanent solution to a temporary problem.

I've never heard that before.

Is it my turn yet?

Just step back if you want to be in the wide shot.

Symmetrical. Okay.

What's the worst thing that ever happened to you?

My brother died last year.

Car crash, right?

That sucks.

Yeah.

You never really get over something like that.

What's your worst memory?

I don't know. I guess it's, um...

I guess it's that I have no memories.

No wins or losses,

or big tragedies, or...

wins or losses.

I'm just kind of here.

SIERRA: You're gonna kill yourself 'cause life's too easy?

There's just so much of everything,

so nothing has any meaning. So what's the point?

And death has meaning?

We work our whole lives just to die.

Death drives tyrants to torture, lovers to cliff's edge.

Masterpiece or trash...

Death paints the final brushstroke.

More Vargas.

He's the man.

Are you a virgin?

[SIGHS]

Definitely not a puff piece.

Um...

Heh. You either are or you aren't.

Yeah, I know how it works.

Yeah, I am.

Not by choice.

But you're not a virgin.

Why do you ask it like that?

Joel, Timmy, Billy, Dirk,

friggin'... Buffy,

and all the varsity basketball team.

Yeah.

A girl's got to suck a lot of dick

to support her coke habit.

Do you want to die a virgin?

Is that a come-on?

Let me ask you this.

Are you gonna kill yourself

before you lose your virginity or wait until after?

I don't know. What...

What do you think?

Nobody wants to die a virgin.

Now, obviously, you're not serious about killing yourself.

Let me ask you a question.

What's it like being so perfect?

Perfect in every way?

Okay, we can turn 'em off now.

Please just turn it off.

[FILM PROJECTOR WHIRRING]

[SIGHS]

You really want to know?

It feels like shit.

[CLICK, WHIRRING STOPS]

[MUZAK PLAYING]

ARCHIE: I'm gonna be honest with you.

I hate this place, this zoo,

this... prison,

this reality, whatever you want to call it.

I can't stand it any longer.

[AS AGENT SMITH]: It's the smell.

I feel saturated by it.

I can taste your stink,

and every time that I do,

I feel somehow I've been infected by it.

[SIGHS] I must get out of here.

I must get free,

and this mind is the key, my key.

You need the key to Zion.

Yes! Once Zion is destroyed,

there is no reason for me to be here.

BOTH: I need the codes.

ARCHIE: You fucked it up!

I don't know!

[BOTH LAUGH]

[AS TRAVIS BICKLE]: You.

You're good, Doc. Yes, you are.

You talkin' to me, huh?

Yes, Archie. I am talking to you.

Live fast, die young, have a great-looking corpse--

that is only good in the movies.

You should be bulldogging, contending.

Go on. Be a kid.

Try it on for size.

It's not so bad.

I am talking to you!

You motherfucker! I'll bury you in this place!

I never fucked my mother, Archie.

I did have one client, though, that would fuck the sheep.

Say nothing.

[ROCKY VOTOLATO'S "MIX TAPES/CELL MATES" PLAYING]

♪ I am a prisoner In the sunlight ♪

♪ You are my cell mate In the darkness ♪

♪ There's a box full Of mix tapes ♪

♪ With titles You came up with ♪

♪ They can show us Where we came from ♪

♪ But not how To get back there ♪

♪ Listening to the songs Can't heal my broken fingers ♪

♪ It's just weight For the anchor ♪

♪ To keep your ship here ♪

[HARMONICA SOLO]

♪ And I'm serving time ♪

♪ Till I've earned the right ♪

♪ To go back to the place Where we started from ♪♪

ARCHIE: She's the class president.

She's captain of the girls' tennis team.

She's every dork's wet dream.

She's...

Sierra Silver.

ARCHIE: Some say there are cracks in Sierra's armor,

ever since she dumped trophy boyfriend number three,

this douchebag.

Sierra's mom, the lovely Mrs. Coleman Silver,

is a noted community servant, and a real MILF.

CHARLOTTE: Coleman's ancestors came over on the Mayflower.

The Silver crest.

Not the Silver perks.

And I descend from Danish royalty.

[♪♪♪]

[FLATULENCE SOUND]

Sierra's dad, Mr. Coleman Silver,

is CEO, CFO, c-asshole

of some obscure multi-national corporation.

He makes gobs and gobs of money working very, very hard.

After 18 holes of golf with a prospect,

I know if we can do business.

If you want to have a beer with him after five hours of play,

you know all you need to know.

ARCHIE: What do you think about your daughter?

She's a winner.

Harvard-bound. [CHUCKLES]

Just like her brother.

What's this for again?

Oh, it's, um, it's for school, Dad.

Oh.

ARCHIE: Shane Andrew Silver,

Sierra's older brother,

was tragically killed

in a fiery single-car accident

on Red Canyon Road.

Trojan president,

captain of the golf team, Young Gentlemen.

[TEST SIGNAL BEEPING]

[THIRD EYE BLIND'S "JUMPER" PLAYING]

CHARLOTTE: Shane is gone...

instantly.

[VOICE BREAKING] You can't imagine

what that leaves you with.

We beg of you...

Drive carefully...

Because no family should suffer pain like this.

[SOBBING] ♪ I would understand ♪

Sierra Silver--

What's next for this straight-A stunner?

A Pulitzer Prize for her sensational exposé

on four-time suicidal loser...

me.

And if I kill myself,

Sierra Silver is truly Ivy league-bound.

[CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKING]

Careful.

What are those?

[PANTING]

Nothing.

ARCHIE: That's more than nothing. That's something.

It's a rash, okay?

ARCHIE: You can tell me.

Tell you what?

[SCOFFS]

I'm not blind.

Yeah, you are.

I can't believe it.

You?

Why?

Would you just please don't?

You're beautiful and smart and popular and--

Poised and outstanding and blah-blah-blah.

I've heard all that garbage before.

We can talk.

[SCOFFS]

If I wanted a shrink, I'd buy one.

Look, I'm sorry, but I just think that--

Shit! Of all the people,

I thought that you'd understand.

I do understand.

[EXHALES SHARPLY]

You think?

You don't have a clue.

[DOOR OPENS, CLOSES]

[AS COLONEL KURTZ]: I've seen horrors.

Horrors that you've seen.

Primordial killings without...

feeling, without passion.

[SNIFFS]

You have no right to call me a murderer.

You have a right to kill me.

[SNIFFS]

But...

But you have no right to judge me...

because...

because it's judgment...

Judgment that defeats us.

GRETCHEN: Archie?

Are you up?

Uh-oh.

It's the horror.

The horror.

Archie, I can hear you.

I'm late. Now get your ass in gear.

[SNIFFS]

The horror.

[CONTEMPORARY FOLK MUSIC PLAYS OVER RADIO]

[DOORBELL RINGS]

[CLASSICAL MUSIC PLAYING WITHIN OVER SPEAKERS]

Hello.

Oh.

Hello, young man.

Oh, I am so sorry for the mess.

We have our big charity ball for Shane's foundation next week.

It's just crazy around here.

Wait here.

Sierra, sweetie, you have company!

You want orange juice?

No, thanks. [SMALL DOG BARKS IN DISTANCE]

No? Okay.

Honey?

You know the rules, young lady.

Yes, Mother.

Condescension...

is so unbecoming.

[CLASSICAL MUSIC CONTINUES]

So, this is the music they play in hell, hm?

[BOTH LAUGH]

Quite a lady.

Mm.

I never want to judge you.

I know how much it sucks to be judged.

Misjudged.

Yeah.

Well, I've been that, too.

Can I trust you?

Yeah.

No matter what?

No matter what.

["CUT ME IN TWO" PERFORMED BY ROCKY VOTOLATO PLAYING]

Follow me.

♪ On nights when ♪

♪ Sleeping it off is exactly What I should do ♪

♪ I won't come through ♪ ARCHIE: Pink room.

Are you filming?

Is it okay?

♪ Nobody understands This light ♪

♪ Just like me ♪

♪ Sincerity ♪

♪ Oh, please return to me ♪

♪ 'Cause I've been lying To myself ♪

♪ To myself ♪

♪ You see myself ♪

♪ You see ♪

No matter what?

[SIGHS]

This is different. Look...

[SCOFFS] This was pathetic.

♪ Create something That's the truth ♪

What do you want with me?

♪ So it pierces through you ♪

[SIGHS]

♪ Cuts me in two ♪

I want what you want--

to end it all.

When?

Soon.

Where?

On camera.

With you.

♪ I lied to you ♪

♪ And part of me I'll never see ♪

♪ All is gone, I must go on ♪♪

[SIGHS]

[INHALES SHARPLY, GROANS LIGHTLY]

Our secret.

VARGAS: Call of death...

[ECHOING] is the call of love.

There is a pit in my stomach that won't go away.

It's filled with the emptiness of this family.

I hate my mom.

Suicide pact. ARCHIE: Yeah.

That's kind of creepy.

Let's just say I've cut before.

SIERRA: Really?

She didn't know.

Yeah, you didn't know that. [CHUCKLES]

MAN: Address the pain.

You cannot lead a long life with acute suicidality.

You either discharge the emotion or discharge the bullet.

BOBBY: You stick it in, and you slide it over.

You rip apart all your stomach and guts and all that shit. WOMAN: Bobby!

Mom, I'm doing the fucking interview thing!

VARGAS: Death deals release

and oblivion.

She heals the sick and wounds the healthy.

Death runs her chariot horses unchallenged

until all eternity praises her dominion

and all God's creatures pay homage.

SIERRA: We acquire all of this crap

so we never have to face what we don't have.

Never had.

Can never have.

[SIGHS]

You and me, Archie.

We're cashing out.

[PANTING]

[CLIMAXING]

[PANTING SLOWS]

Now you can kill yourself.

[CHUCKLES]

[♪♪♪]

ARCHIE: I found it on a Tuesday.

SIERRA: This is your favorite piece of equipment?

Yeah.

First I thought I was losing it.

This flipped image appeared on my wall.

My mother pacing in the backyard.

She's pissed.

My grandpa just died.

And my dad came outside,

kissed her right on the top of her head.

Real tender.

Cradled her.

[SIGHS]

That's the only time I've ever seen them...

intimate.

It's the first camera.

Aristotle used it...

Da Vinci.

Camera obscura.

Light has to be... just right,

directly over the main house.

♪ Olly olly oxen free ♪

No filter.

Yeah.

♪ Come out, you can't hide ♪

The world's upside down.

♪ From what you've got ♪

♪ Coming ♪

Shit.

Yeah.

I do not do well with parties.

[LAUGHS]

Like, I don't do well with big crowds.

You're not that good one-on-one, either, Archie.

Thanks.

ARCHIE: You see, it's just that

I-I've been filming everything for so long,

I just guess the world looks better through a lens.

And some people find that weird.

Why do you care what they think?

I guess I don't.

What is-- What is this?

It's a shot.

Okay.

It's horrible!

Besides, if anyone messes with us...

shoot 'em!

Shoot 'em.

YOUNG MAN: You should drown yourself, Eyeball.

Cinder blocks, like, to your ankles,

you just jump into the quarry.

Like, I did it, it's like...

[WOLFMOTHER'S "VAGABOND" PLAYING]

That's too much.

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey. I got something I want to say.

I heard what you were doing in Bedford's class. Yeah.

What he's doing-- boffing Sierra up the butt nightly.

I'll ride you, baby.

SIERRA: As if. As if. I would ride the shit out of you.

As if, my dick.

Hey, no, man, I'm serious. I just, uh, want to--

Look, look, what this fucker's trying to say...

No, what I'm trying to say is that--

...is that fucking partying rules, school sucks--

It sucks! Yeah.

It sucks my dick.

Fucking-- What's up, babe?

What's her name? Michelle. Megan.

Misty. Missy?

Fuck it all.

SIERRA: Look how fucked up these people are.

[VIDEO REWINDING]

I mean, look at them.

Do you really want to be like this?

Do you want to grow old with these people?

Well, put on your plastic smile,

'cause we're gonna get fucked up.

♪ See me ♪

Very nice.

CROWD [CHANTING]: Go! Go! Go! Go! go!

♪ 'Cause I'll tell you Everything about being free ♪

[VOMITS]

SIERRA: Are you gonna be all right?

Yeah. Fine. [GROANS]

[CHUCKLES] [BELCHES]

Anyone know where Sierra is?

When I kill myself...

Hey, get the fuck out of here.

ARCHIE: Anybody know where Sierra is?

Does anybody-- You know where Sierra is, man?

Excuse me.

Milky-white skin.

You want to see?

See what?

She didn't even wake up. [SNAPPING FINGERS]

[INDISTINCT CHATTER AND LAUGHTER]

[CHATTER CONTINUES]

[ALL CHANTING "EYEBALL!"]

Party. Sit down. Come here.

[CHEERING]

BOYS [CHANTING]: Fuck her! Fuck her! Fuck her!

[INDISTINCT CHANTING]

ALL BOYS: Noooo!

BOY: What are you doing?

I've never been drunk with people before.

SIERRA: Then this could be one of your last times.

Yeah.

Go play.

No consequences.

[ARCHIE GROANS]

YOUNG MAN: Hey, hey.

Come here. Come here. Camera. Cameraface, come on.

Do it again. Do it-- Do it like--

Just keep doing it. Christ.

COREY: It's a big, old cone in like three turns.

We can make the movie with the smoking.

Let's do it. Where's your ca-- Listen.

You're making your movie? I'm your director.

Action!

Hey. Let's go.

You can do it. There you go.

Light the fucker.

There you go.

Hey, everybody, let's just look in this thing.

You got it?

Look at this.

[LAUGHS]

We brought John along right here.

John's gonna light some stuff.

Yeah! [SHOUTS]

Did you ever see Raging Bull

when the guy was just like, "Aah!"

Aah! Aah! Aah!

[LAUGHS] Aah!

What the fuck?!

Ah, it's in my ear!

It's in my ear.

[BOTH LAUGH]

Where the fuck did Corey go?

He has my camera.

Oh, shit. Corey. Corey.

Where is it?

I got to go again.

Do you want to find him?

Yeah, where is he?

I don't know.

[LAUGHS] That's the point. We got to find--

Okay. We'll find him.

Corey! We'll just find him.

Corey!

Get the bunny!

Oh, get that bunny!

He's got the bunny!

Did you get it? No.

Almost found a bunny.

Where the fuck have you been?

You got...

[LAUGHS]

Here's Archie.

He's gonna make a suicide video about killing himself.

He thinks it's fucking cool to kill himself.

[GAGGING]

Where was he?

Everywhere.

[GAGGING CONTINUES]

That's the only way to live.

[LAUGHS]

Love yourself.

Don't listen to me.

YOUNG MAN: So...

any final thoughts on the world, Archie?

[CROW CAWS]

VARGAS: Death and love, formed from the same clay,

drawn from the same well.

Regenerated by the same primordial bang

that's exploding now in some distant heart.

Life may be but a stirring in the still vacuum of time.

But even a fool's life makes more calamitous riot

than death in all her silent glory.

Fear love and you fear life.

And those who fear life

have already begun playing the empty notes

of their funeral dirge.

[SHOWERS RUNNING]

YOUNG WOMAN: So ugly.

[TOILET FLUSHES]

Somebody's in the itty-bitty titty committee.

Hey. [LAUGHS]

[GROANS]

It was a good party.

[FAUCET RUNS]

That is the sign of a really goddamn good party, dude.

[BELCHES, SIGHS]

Smells like mashed potatoes.

Let's go.

You got it, bro.

All right. This is the class that sucks the most, right,

after you're fucking hungover, dude?

I fucking hate this.

MAN: Come on! Let's go, Tigers! Let's go!

We're gonna work hard today! Let's get out there!

Let's go! We're gonna run the--

WOMAN: Girls, no more gossip!

Let's get to work. Let's go. Come on.

[YOUNG WOMEN SCREAM]

[THE CINEMATIC ORCHESTRA'S "TO BUILD A HOME" PLAYING]

♪ I climbed the tree To see the world ♪

MAN: Get back to the locker room now! Let's go!

[YOUNG WOMEN SCREAM]

Archie!

WOMAN: Inside! Everybody inside!

♪ I held on as tightly As you held on to me ♪

WOMAN: Back inside! Now! Move! Let's go!

In the locker room!

Move it! Get back in the locker room! Move it!

MAN: Get back in the locker room now!

Archie, what the hell are you doing?

Get back.

YOUNG MAN: Archie.

Corey's a fucking asshole!

Fucking asshole! No!

Help me get him down! Get him down!

[VOICE BREAKING] Oh, fuck!

Help me get him down! Corey, no!

No, Goddamn it, no!

WOMAN: Everybody in! In! In!

Corey, no!

Help me get him down!

Come back and help me!

♪ From me ♪

♪ From you ♪

No! Fuck you! No!

[SOBBING] He's dead.

That's Corey.

[SINGER VOCALIZING] [SOBBING]

♪ My time to die ♪♪ [SIREN WAILING]

YOUNG MAN: Where's my legs, buddy?

Fuck you.

This is your fault. It's your fucking fault.

It's all your goddamn bullshit!

[SOBBING]

[GROANS]

[GROANS]

[GROANING]: Fuck...

SIERRA: Why do you want to kill yourself?

Suicide is a permanent solution to a temporary problem.

You never really get over something like that.

Now you can kill yourself.

[♪♪♪]

ARCHIE: Sierra!

Sierra!

[PANTING]

Sierra! [ENGINE TURNS OVER]

Slow the fuck down! Talk to me!

[TIRES SCREECH]

♪ Champagne made my head feel Light and overcast the stars ♪

He was just hanging there.

Did you see the cut marks on his neck?

He changed his mind.

This is fucked up.

Everyone is fucked up!

[ENGINE REVVING]

Slow down.

Why?

Just slow down.

SIERRA: Open the glove box.

What? Open the glove box!

Read what's inside.

"This family is suffocating me.

"I can't breathe anymore.

I feel"--

Read it!

"I feel ugly inside.

"I feel dirty, and they can never accept the real me.

"I'm sorry, but don't forgive me.

"Forgive yourself.

Love, Shane"?

Mm-hm.

"Love, Shane"?

His suicide note...

to me.

He wrote my parents one, too. They burned theirs.

He did it in my father's car on my mother's birthday.

You hear that, Mom and Dad?!

I fucking know!

You think I don't, but I fucking know!!

[SOBBING]

Brave enough for the climax of your little snuff film.

ARCHIE: No!

ARCHIE: This is it?

You're gonna be like every other selfish fuck out there?

Well, get it over with! Do it!

Now!

[TIRES SCREECHING] Shit!

Corey?

That was supposed to be us.

I thought you'd keep your promise.

I will.

We just need to take a breath.

I don't want to take a fucking breath!

If you don't want to die with me,

then just get the fuck out of my life!

You get the fuck out of my movie.

["CUT ME IN TWO" PERFORMED BY ROCKY VOTOLATO PLAYING]

You fucking kidding?

♪ Nobody understands This light ♪

♪ Just like me ♪

♪ Sincerity ♪

♪ Oh, please return to me ♪

[SIGHS]

Your counselor called.

What do you have to do with this?

Jesus Chr--

Nothing!

[CLICK, MUSIC STOPS]

I don't know.

Everything.

GRETCHEN: What does that mean?

I don't know. It means nothing.

Enough of your B.S., boy. You tell us straight.

What do you mean, "us"?

Since when have you two been an "us"?

This isn't about your father and me.

This is about you.

God, what are you, tweaked?

Your kid's thinking about ending it all,

and you think it's got nothing to do with you.

Okay, granted, maybe it is about us.

Maybe it's about all of us.

But that doesn't give you the right

to engage in this kind of dangerous material,

or to involve other kids in your game.

We're talking about life and death!

What is this game that you and Dad play?

You haven't been a couple...

ever!

Never!

Why did you even have me?

Because we love you. That's bullshit!

No.

You two don't even sleep together.

You don't love each other, so how can you possibly love me?

Sometimes I just-- I don't even feel like your kid.

Why did you even have me?

Because we got pregnant.

Gretchen. No.

Look at him, Daryl.

We're losing him.

I was a mistake?

Ohh.

Archie, you were the best mistake we ever made.

Just-- I am just--

I need my space.

[SNIFFLES]

I want you to promise us one thing.

Promise you won't hurt yourself,

or do something rash or foolish.

I need to know that.

We need to know that.

[ARCHIE BREATHING HEAVILY]

[EXPLOSION]

COREY: You mean this, Archie?

I know we're playing tonight, but do you mean it?

Do you fucking want to die?

Archie. Co--

I'm sorry to leave this here. I know this is not your shit.

VARGAS: Death... is the grand releaser,

transforming torrid pain into soothing ice.

Worshippers are right.

The power is awesome.

Death a creative force?

Fucking "A,"

for the righteous few seeking higher knowledge.

[DOGS HOWLING]

COREY: When are you gonna die?

Huh?

When the project's over. I don't know.

I don't fucking know.

Shh! Yeah. You don't know.

He doesn't fucking know. Shut up.

He doesn't fucking know, Archie! [LAUGHS]

You got my camera, dick. Yeah.

Just fucking talking--

I'm a movie star.

Why are you making this?

What? Running around.

Got to have something to do.

[LAUGHS]

Fuck.

I was just shitting, man. [CHUCKLES]

[DOORBELL BUZZES]

[SIREN WAILING IN DISTANCE]

[DOG BARKS]

[SIREN WAILING IN DISTANCE]

[DOG PANTING]

Muchacho despierte.

Go ahead. Shoot me.

I don't give a shit.

I got nothing to hide from your media weapon.

Do you want me to turn it off?

Do you want to turn it off?

No.

[SIGHS]

Why come to me about death?

'Cause that's what you write about.

You're the-- You're the death poet.

I fucking hate that name.

I don't write about death.

I write about the blood in my veins.

Dirty mix of grace, shame...

pain...

glory.

In other words...

love.

Life.

What do you know about life, kid?

Well, at least you're honest.

But why should you know?

Anyhow...

[GROANS]

[EXHALES] Those high hills you come from

are affluent and shiny distractions,

but impoverished in things you can't buy.

You think, uh, you're alone?

Don't blame yourself.

You ain't the first suicidal refugee

to walk through my door.

[CELL PHONE RINGS]

Goddamn it! That's what I mean!

You want to talk to me, talk to me!

And turn off that fucking interruption.

[RINGING STOPS]

At first I wanted to kill myself because I was miserable.

You know, freaking numb.

And... alone.

I was wandering in foreign terrain.

Oh, I wasn't part of this world.

You know, but now I'm in the world.

It's eating me alive.

COREY: They think I got my friend,

was gonna go on a trip.

Here's my legs walking.

Just got to find the right place.

Corey was my friend.

I mean, he wasn't-- He wasn't really a friend.

He was a character in my movie,

but real, and he did it, man.

He fucking did it, and I didn't see it coming,

not even in-- in close-up.

It's like this movie of mine caused it.

It was like a perfectly...

terrifying moment.

[COREY SIGHS]

I remember waking up at the clinic

for the first time with all the other kids.

And I was given a second shot

to see what I wasn't gonna live for,

but I... just can't.

I just can't beat it.

[SOBBING] Nobody fucking...

I can't understand it.

[COREY WEEPING AND SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY]

'Cause they think you're a fucking sissy.

[GLASS SHATTERS]

[SLURRING] 'Cause I don't feel that anybody loves me!

Aah!

No, I don't even feel it, man! I don't feel anybody loves me!

No!

[CRIES]

ARCHIE: And then there's Sierra.

Oh, God. You should see her.

She's so fucking beautiful.

Her blood on my hands...

Fuck me.

The pain of my promises...

was the pain of my lies.

You really are fucked.

Mm. Come with me.

And bring your eyes.

Salvation hangs on every street corner.

VARGAS: They'll sit next to you on the bus

as long as you're not fool enough to get up and move.

It's all over, everywhere.

[♪♪♪]

VARGAS: You're either taking--

Taking up space...

or you're giving.

Right.

VARGAS: Check that out.

That's salvation.

[LAUGHS]

VARGAS: You start giving to others,

and you'll see your pain fade away.

If you want to kill yourself, man,

kill what you don't like.

Kill Narcissus.

I had an old self...

that I killed.

You can kill yourself, too.

But that doesn't mean you got to stop living.

Kill the part that's all about you and nobody else...

because that's the part

that makes you want to curl up and die.

It's got to end.

Look at where you're at. Look at your timeline.

We are 90 minutes in.

90 minutes in.

VARGAS: Kill Narcissus.

[♪♪♪]

[IMITATES EXPLOSION]

COREY: Archie?

This movie that you're making doesn't got to be bad.

It could be good.

We're good.

YOUNG MAN: Corey?

Corey!

It's good.

[FIRES REPEATEDLY]

[CELL PHONE RINGS]

SIERRA [SIGHS]: Archie.

[VOICE BREAKING] Where are you?

You always answer.

Love that color, don't you? [SNIFFLES]

Blood red.

I took, um...

something an hour ago and stopped the vomiting.

The Internet says 40 will do.

I am eating 60.

Archie.

Thank God I have a mother addicted to this crap.

Don't worry.

I'm getting this on the little three-chip, too.

It's good quality video. [CHUCKLES]

You taught me well.

I can't wait.

Just, um...

put it in your movie.

Make it your movie.

[PHONE RINGING]

WOMAN [OVER PHONE]: 911 Emergency.

ARCHIE [OVER PHONE]: A girl's trying to overdose at--

at 1603 Harris Drive.

I'm feeling it already.

ARCHIE [OVER PHONE]: You got to hurry, though. It might be too late.

Oh. It's a nice feeling.

Relaxed.

[POUNDING ON DOOR]

Fuck!

Helps me breathe. [SIGHS]

♪ ...that suicide is painless ♪

Should always feel this way.

You're all right, Archie.

[VOICE BREAKING] I'm not.

♪ Suicide is painless ♪

♪ It brings on many changes ♪

Hello!

♪ And I can take or leave it If I please ♪

[GLASS SHATTERS]

♪ And you can do The same thing ♪

♪ If you please ♪♪

[SOBBING]

Get up.

[SOBBING]: What am I gonna do?

[SNIFFLES] I'm so sorry.

What the hell is going on? Sierra!

CHARLOTTE: Oh, my God.

Get away from her!

Oh, my God.

[DIALING] COLEMAN: I'm calling.

I already called.

[SIREN WAILING]

[CELL PHONE CLOSES] You bastard!

See what he's done to our baby?

[VOICE BREAKING] Jesus Christ.

Come on, baby. Come on.

[KNOCK ON DOOR]

MAN: Hello! Fire department!

[DOOR OPENS]

COLEMAN: All right. Come on. Wake up. Honey.

Come on, baby. MAN 1: What happened?

CHARLOTTE: I don't know.

Put her on her knees. I'm... sorry.

Let's move back. Just stay calm.

She took...

It's a barbiturate overdose. Oh, no.

Charlotte! Charlotte, can you hear me?!

No, her name's Sierra. Who's Charlotte?

It's me, but she wouldn't take those.

She wouldn't do that.

Charlotte, that's enough.

[POLICE RADIO CHATTER] [SNIFFLES]

MAN #2: 200 and charging.

How many were left in here? How many did she take?

I-I-I don't know.

Forty-- Maybe more.

COLEMAN: How would you know?

She told me.

Yeah? You're gonna burn in hell, you sick fuck!

MAN: I can't feel her blood pressure.

COLEMAN: What? What did you just say?

I said, "Sir, I can't feel her blood pressure."

Heart rate is very low.

[SNIFFLES] She knows about Shane.

COLEMAN: All right. What's-- What's--

I've lost her pulse.

[COLEMAN STAMMERS] [MONITOR FLATLINING]

Sir, sir, please. You're not helping your daughter.

[DEVICE BEEPING]

[EQUIPMENT CHARGING]

Clear!

♪ Pain, don't go ♪

♪ You remind me ♪

♪ Of a winter storm ♪

♪ Faith, don't grow ♪

♪ When they say ♪

♪ You've been told ♪

♪ If I stay ♪

♪ If I stay, don't go ♪

MAN: Go get the gurney.

All right, sweetie. She's breathing, you said.

MALE MEDIC: Yeah, she's breathing for now.

Come on, sweetie.

You have your French tutor at 6:00.

♪ Pain, don't go ♪

♪ You remind me Of a summer storm ♪

I feel like this is all my fault.

Oh, hon.

No.

♪ Faith, don't grow ♪

♪ When they said ♪

♪ You've been sold ♪

♪ If I stay ♪

♪ If I stay, don't go ♪

SIERRA: There were no tunnels...

or white light or angels.

There's nothing...

except the chalk of the pills

running down the back of my throat.

And I thought I saw my brother.

He was crying.

ARCHIE: Take those off.

Take them off. I want to see your eyes.

What were you thinking?

♪ Don't go ♪

"This is it."

♪ Pain... ♪

"This is the last time I'll ever go to sleep."

♪ You remind me Of a winter storm ♪

VARGAS: You and I and every soul that breathes,

we're virgins, man-- death virgins.

SIERRA: This is amazing. How did you get him to do this?

I just asked.

...wrap your cold arms around her skeletal void.

Beautiful.

[VARGAS SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY]

Wait. This is the best part.

What was your girl's name again?

ARCHIE: Sierra.

Sierra. Sierra.

Who hides behind smiles and mascara.

Strip clean your skin...

and spread free your wrists.

Work your fingers in and rip out your heart.

Watch it beat before you,

glistening in the light of your confession.

Now, place it back within its cage...

Oh, my God.

...and go to sleep, to dream of...

to dream of...

your dreams.

♪ Airplanes, black ties ♪

♪ Some say goodbyes ♪

♪ Black tea, clean sheets ♪

[SCOFFS]

It's perfect, Archie.

♪ Oh, but you said You drowned... ♪

ARCHIE: They say movies are never finished.

They're abandoned.

My suicide-- Ugh!

Well, I guess, my life is just the same.

One abandoned, the other unfinished.

You can't make every shot perfect.

MAN 1: What's the matter with her?

ARCHIE: Sometimes you just got to let the film roll.

MAN 2: Do you like her?

ARCHIE: I know what you're thinking.

The final moment of bullshit.

Archie gets the girl, chooses to live,

war, famine, date rape,

all wiped clean from Planet Earth.

A new beginning.

[MUSIC STOPS] Sorry.

After saving Sierra Silver,

her journey led to Luke--

["SUICIDE MEDICINE" PERFORMED BY ROCKY VOTOLATO PLAYING] some bro-tastic undergrad

she met on the interweb.

Perfect.

And I'm still with my first love.

[HIGH-PITCHED VOICE]: Hi. How you doing?

[NORMAL VOICE]: No, not that one.

There we go.

Have you heard of Buddha?

♪ If this matter... ♪

Turn it off, Archie.

I don't want to. Turn it off.

You have to turn it off.

I am-- No!

Archie-- Can't... fight it.

[GASPS] It's turning on him.

It's beginning to eat his brain!

Crawl inside my brain and fuck me from the inside!

No, no! Don't do it!

Not in public!

[SCREECHES]

Turn off. Okay.

♪ Is it the red wire Or the blue wire? ♪

♪ Just pick one and cut ♪

♪ It just doesn't Matter anymore ♪

♪ Or did it ever? ♪

♪ 'Cause I could never control When the bomb would explode ♪

♪ Oh, God, I love you ♪

♪ I mean forever ♪

♪ I left my body behind To break the news ♪

♪ Looks like it's over ♪

♪ Please remember ♪

♪ All of the things I never Got a chance to say ♪

♪ Like you look smashing In your fourth-grade picture ♪

♪ The one that we hung By the door ♪

♪ In our house That was so beautiful ♪

♪ Yeah Here in our little home ♪

♪ Our little home ♪

♪ Nobody knows ♪

♪ Our little home ♪

♪ Nobody knows what goes on ♪

♪ Our little home ♪♪

PSYCHIATRIST: Hello, Archie.

Get over here!

[GRUNTS]

Archie!

GIRL: Oopsie!

BOY: Oh, my new bike!

["BLUE SKIES" PERFORMED BY BLUE OCTOBER PLAYING] ♪ Blue skies ♪

♪ Calling on blue skies ♪

♪ Don't take them away, boys ♪

♪ Don't take them away ♪

♪ 'Cause I'll never stop Loving my ♪

♪ I've been to both knees ♪

♪ Raise my hands up to the sky Forgive me ♪

♪ Is something out there Far beyond the clouds? ♪

♪ I'm asking, help me ♪

♪ Help me to see the world Through baby eyes ♪

♪ And hold 'em closely ♪

♪ I need a fresh start On the roller coaster ♪

♪ Made for coasting ♪

♪ It's time to wake up Time to make up ♪

♪ Time to shake These memories ♪

♪ It's time to leave the past In the past ♪

♪ And lace up a new set Of shoe strings ♪

♪ I want the world to know ♪

♪ I've got your back Through up and down, see ♪

♪ So we can sit together Side by side ♪

♪ Through amazing blue skies ♪

♪ Calling on blue skies ♪

♪ Don't take them away, boys ♪

♪ Don't take them away ♪

♪ 'Cause I'll never stop ♪

♪ I've broken every bone ♪

♪ And fought through What felt never-ending ♪

♪ I thought my head Was made of sadness ♪

♪ My heart is mending ♪

♪ I scream at sunsets ♪

♪ Give applause To what I can't control ♪

♪ Then somehow laugh at how the Moon divides an ocean's soul ♪

♪ But I want To be that ocean ♪

♪ I want to shine like that ♪

♪ I want to smile so big My daughter jumps into my lap ♪

♪ I want to tell her daddy's Fine and always plans to be ♪

♪ Then take her in my arms This is what we'll always see ♪

♪ Blue skies ♪

♪ Calling on blue skies ♪

♪ Don't take them away, boys ♪

♪ Don't take them away ♪

♪ 'Cause I'll never stop Loving my ♪

♪ Blue skies ♪

♪ Calling on blue skies ♪

♪ Don't take them away, boys ♪

♪ Don't take them away ♪

♪ Yeah ♪

♪ And when I'm gone, I won't go Screaming in the end ♪

♪ 'Cause I'll give you Everything my life amounts to ♪

♪ So raise this life up with me And, baby, let's go dancing ♪♪

Come on! Let's go!

[INSTRUMENTAL FLOURISH]

Come on!

["SALT OF THE EARTH" PERFORMED BY ALEX HERRON PLAYING]

[ALEX HERRON HUMMING]

♪ Salt of the earth ♪

♪ You're the salt Of the earth ♪

♪ You sing ♪

♪ La-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da Da-da-dum ♪

♪ You sing ♪

♪ La-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da Da-da-dum ♪

♪ Oh ♪

♪ I climbed the back fence ♪

♪ So as to hide on the roof ♪

♪ And wait for you to find me ♪

♪ I counted passengers In cars ♪

♪ Made a tally of my own Calculating the lonely ♪

♪ They sing ♪

♪ La-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da Da-da-dum ♪

♪ They sing ♪

♪ La-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da Da-da-dum ♪

♪ Oh ♪

♪ I fell asleep on you ♪

♪ The things you let me do ♪

♪ My face flat on black vinyl ♪

♪ I listen to your stomach ♪

♪ When pressed against Your red shirt ♪

♪ A language I've always understood ♪

♪ It goes ♪

♪ La-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da Da-da-dum ♪

♪ It goes ♪

♪ La-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da Da-da-dum ♪

[HUMMING]

♪ Salt of the earth ♪♪