All language subtitles for Boys.in.the.Trees.2016.

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'Tis the night,

the night
of the grave's delight.

Gotcha.

Hey. They're not your mates.
Your mates are over here.

Go on. Go.

You think
i give a shit, Corey?

-Ready for the money shot?
-Yeah, man.

Whoa!

The fuck?

Are you blind? Faggot!

How many times
have I got to tell you

you are not welcome here?

Are you fucking mute
as well?

Get the fuck up. Go. Go!

Yeah, run, you little fag!

Fuckin' freak
gives me the creeps.

--Bleurgh!

What a dickhead.

-Mr. m.
-Boys.

How you going?

Mr. m.

I've been trying all afternoon

to get this damn printer
to work.

Have you tried...
Plugging it in?

-Ooh, it's fixed.
-What?

What did you do?
Show me what you did.

Mr. m.

No pop-tarts.

I guess you didn't know
i was coming over, eh?

So, how was your final day?

Must be a bit sad
leaving school behind.

-That's not the word I'd use.
-You home for dinner?

I'm sure you can microwave
your lean cuisine on your own.

Having dinner together
isn't just about eating.

-It's about...
-Spending quality
time together.

Wait. What'd...
What'd you want to talk about?

Oh, well, um...
What are you doing tonight?

-Skating. Trick or treating.
-Thought you hated Halloween.

Shouldn't you be studying?

Well, exams don't start
till next week.

Every grade counts

if you're gonna get
a scholarship to New York.

-Have you been
in my room again?
-This came in the mail today.

They're on the other side
of the world, mate.

I thought you were going
to study here, like your
old man.

You might have thought that.

Photography's
a fun hobby.

But it's hardly gonna
pay the bills, is it?

Can we talk about this
another time?

Maybe, I dunno, my 18th?

Corey?

Yep?

I thought we might
go away for the weekend.

Um, up to the lake for a bit
of fishing. What do you say?

It just sounds like great fun.
Don't you think?

I think I have to study.

Man, kill me
if I ever end up like him.

Amigo, it's a promise.

Is that
a whole bottle of vodka?

-Yeah. Here you are.
-He's gonna notice that's gone.

So?
What's he gonna do?

Bore you to death?
The guy's a numbnut.

Off the bed, dickheads.
What the hell?

Whoo!

What's the plan for tonight?

Hey? Oh.

A little trick. A little treat.

Then a whole lot of tits
at the tower.

Whoo!

So we're finishing high school
the way we spent it.

What's the matter, New York?
Too good for it?

What is this shit?

You actually pissed
about that?

Well, I thought we were
all going to box hill.

The world is bigger than that.

So, what,
you're just gonna ditch... us?

Well, come on.
It's not like we can hang out
at the tower forever,

smoking billies.

What the hell
is wrong with that?

--Yo, Dave grohl!

- Shut the fuck up.

It was just an idea.

If it means that much to you...

Don't get your panties
in a twist.

My panties are fine,
fuck knuckle.

I don't like it
when mum and dad fight.

-Hi.
-You're letting light in.

-Want a hand?
-I don't need your help.

Not bad, man. Some choice cuts.

But your prime, a-grade,
numero uno, pi�ce de r�sistance

is gonna have to be...

Yeah!

This shit's got a date
with the local photocopier.

Yeah?
What are you gonna do?

You want to live the dream,
don't ya?

Want the world to see
your amazing photography?

Well, lucky
you got friends like us,

even if you're too stupid
to realize it.

Dude, New York
had nothing to do with you.

You don't ever get bored?

Same old shit every day?

Don't you ever want
to get out of here?

Hombre...

I'm a god here.

Weed to smoke,
bitches to fuck.

-Fags to bash.
-What's he done to you?

Let me explain to you
the law of the jungle.

You want to run
with the wolves, you
gotta kill a few lambs.

So which one
you gonna be?

Fine. Go nuts.

Yeah, that's what
I'm talking about!

Now, can you stop
being a buzzkill?

Please?

It's Halloween.

Yeah!

Care to do the honors?

-Law of the jungle, huh?
-We all live by it, mate.

Whoo!

What are you meant to be?
A sheep in wolves' clothing?

Whatever.

Halloween's just an American
invention to sell lollies.

Incorrect.

Oh, yeah? Enlighten me.

'Tis the night,

the night
of the grave's delight.

And the warlocks
are at their play.

Ye think that without,
the wild winds shout,

but no, it is they,
it is they.

Nice pic.

But not your finest hour.

The boys think it is.

'Cause I know
they're the first ones

I'd turn
to for an art critique.

-What's the problem?
-Who said there was a problem?

You only fry your brain
when there's something on it.

My brain's fine.

At least nangs
don't give you cancer.

It's worth it.

Hey, why don't you
come down from there?

I hate heights.

My bedroom's
on the first floor, and even
that freaks me out.

There are way more scary things
than falling.

...sort of closing, circling
around her, and then... argh!

You know, you're a much nicer
guy when you're not around
them.

We all do shit
to fit in.

Is it worth it?

Just 'cause they're good
with a sodastream

doesn't make them...
Amigos para siempre.

How about
you back off my mates?

These guys don't get you.

Mmm.

We're teenagers.

Nobody gets us.

That's half the fun.

No.

Everyone has somebody
who understands them.

You're not the only one
who wants out of this town,

you know.

Who said I want out?

Got everything I need
right here.

Weed to smoke,
fags to bash, bitches to...

Fuck.

Spliff's up.

Romany?

Tokey-toke?

Ah... what about you, coz?

Another toke?

I'm good.

Corey! Where
are you going?

Oh, shit! I'm late for work.

Skip it.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

-Wait.
-Some of us gotta earn a buck.

Yeah, like daddy wouldn't
buy you anything you asked for.

What's wrong?

You scared the baby birds
are all grown up

and leaving the nest?

Poor jango.

-Hey, hey, hey, hey.
-Move!

I've got graveyard shift.

Then you're...
Right where you need to be.

Boys! We're moving out.
Get up.

Quicker! Let's go.

- Trick or treat.
- -Hey, Deirdre, you coming?

Hey, you okay?

Are you trying
to kill me?

Oh, fuck!

Why can't you arseholes
leave me alone?

You don't own the park.

Shouldn't you
be with your wolves,

gang-banging some mental
defective from the drama class?

Well, at least I got mates.

Yeah, I'm sure they're awesome
once you get to know them.

Yeah, they are.

Then why are you here?

Huh.

You're bleeding.

Oh, shit!

-Still gullible.
-Oh, you fucker!

And then you wonder
why nobody likes you.

-Got anything to eat?
-Do I look like a servo?

You must have scored
trick or treating.

-It's kids stuff, man.
-We're kids.

-Well, you, maybe.
-Right.

I forgot, gramps.

That's why you're dressed
as teen wolf.

And what are you
supposed to be?

Your mum?

Oh, what? Jonah. Hey!

Hey, I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

Wasn't cool.

You can hit me if you want.

One free hit,
anywhere you want.

Walk me home.

Huh?

I'm not gonna hit you.

You're gonna
walk me home instead.

Get fucked. I'm not going
anywhere with you.

Maybe I have a concussion.

Maybe I'll get lost.

Maybe I'll fall
and never wake up.

Or maybe...

You owe me...

Old pal.

If I knew they were coming,
I'd have baked a cake.

Fine, but we're going now.
Alright? Move it.

But aren't we gonna
say hello first?

Hurry it up, dickhead.

Hey.
Notice where we are?

A bridge?

Not just any bridge.

The bridge
over cocytus.

Where
the veils are thin,

and once we cross,
we leave the mortal realm.

Once we cross,
we leave the mortal realm.

And enter the world
of enchantment,

where we see things
as they really are.

Where dreams are true.

Stories too.

I miss that game.

Everything was simpler then.

And boring.

"Boring"?

We saw zombies
and ghosts and werewolves.

I was never bored.

It was just a stupid game.

It was kids,
trying to spook each other

with a bunch of fairytales
and chickenshit dares.

Well, let's play again.

-We're not kids anymore.
-We're not grown-ups either.

Not yet.

And besides...

I have something
to show you.

Believe me, there's nothing
you could show me

that I'd possibly
give a shit about.

You sure about that?

Your head still hurt?

Excruciating.

This thing
that you wanted to show me,

it'd better blow my mind,
alright?

It's a promise.

This is just for tonight.

Don't think 'cause
we're talking, we're friends.

I wouldn't dream of it.

And remember the rules.

Game isn't over
till we get home.

No wimping out midway through.
I know.

Ready to cross?

You're on.

'Tis the night,

the night
of the grave's delight.

Hey.

Short cut.

It rained last week.

I'm not going in
some deathtrap drain.

Come on.
This is cocytus.

It's more than a drain.
It's a passageway.

It could lead us anywhere.
Where's your sense
of adventure?

Where's your common sense?

- I don't want to go in there.
- -Scared?

Scared certain death
lurks within?

It's not death
I'm scared of.

Jeannie was scared.

Is this part of the game?

Haven't you heard the stories?

Once there was...

And once there was not.

A girl called Jeannie
who was afraid of the dark.

She played cocytus too
with her older sister.

In her fantasy,
they were princesses,

living in a castle
far, far away.

Two dreamers,
united against the world,

waiting
for their lives to begin.

And one day, the knights came.

But they weren't
Valiant or brave.

And though they were pretty,
the girls weren't wise.

For wolves may lurk
in any guise.

She didn't want to be left
behind, so she followed.

But the distance between them
grew and grew

until she could
barely see her sister anymore.

While Jeannie
was afraid of the dark,

she was more scared
of being left behind.

Katherine!

But Jeannie didn't know
that there are some dark places

one should never walk alone.

For tunnels can be longer
than they appear.

Katherine!

And there are things
in this world

we don't read about
in the storybooks.

Not everyone
can survive the dark.

Did she die?

Can't have a good story
without a dead body.

Now she's just another lonely
ghost haunting these tunnels.

The saddest part...

She doesn't even know
she's dead.

Ghosts, huh?

Suppose you believe
in the tooth fairy too.

Light a match.

Only when she sees light

does she realize
she's dead.

And her scream will stay
with you till the day you die.

-You're trippin'.
-Light it.

-You're retarded.
-You're scared.

--Ah!

Least I'm not the only one.

--Oi!

Be ready.

Um, yeah, Kurt cobain.
You don't know who
Kurt cobain is?

No.

Hey!

Who wants to go hunting?

Miss susie had a steamboat.

The steamboat had a bell.

Miss susie went to heaven.

The steamboat went to hell.

I wish you'd go away.

We taking high street
or cotham?

I'm not falling
for your shit again.

Yeah, I am.

Suppose you want to walk
on the other side
of the street.

This place doesn't scare me
anymore.

Yeah, right.

You used to wet yourself
when we passed boo radley's.

His name is Edward.

It's open.

I'm not going inside.

You have to.
We're playing cocytus.

When exactly did someone
shove a straw up your arse

and suck out all the fun?

Fine.

Hey. Can I borrow your board
for a second?

Oh!

Guess you'd better
go get it, eh?

Fuck!

-This is where it happened.
-What? Let me out.

Poor Edward.
He was only ten years old.

I'm gonna kick you really hard
in the face.

Edward's dreams were so big.

They were like universes
unfolding forever.

In Edward's world,
a paper plane
could be a turbojet,

fighting the forces
of darkness.

The trees were allies,
hiding you in their branches.

And Edward ruled it all
from his island base.

And then, one summer's day,
Edward made a promise,

here in the presence
of the masters of the universe,

the sea monkeys
and the galactic army.

He swore an oath
to follow his dreams,

no matter how ridiculous,

to explore the shadows,
no matter how scary.

And his vow was heard.

Oh, you absolute muppet!

When you're a kid,
you want to explore

and see what's hiding
in the shadows,

even if it
scares the shit out of you.

You'll cross the bridge
over cocytus.

But... as people grow older,
they lose that wonder.

Scary things aren't fun
anymore, just scary.

So they shut them out.

The dreams he once promised
to live were stored away
in boxes,

stored away for another day,

and the days passed,
and the dreams
were quickly forgotten.

But... abandon your dreams
and they can become...

Resentful.

And as poor Edward let life's
little compromises accumulate,

the gap between who he was
and who he wanted
to be grew larger.

And as his dreams
turned to darklings,

the sparkle faded
from his eyes.

Now he sits there...

In front of the TV,
late into the night,

with the volume turned way up.

And he knows that one day,
he'll have to pay the price

for breaking his promise
and abandoning his dreams.

And that price
is why I don't ever...

Want to grow up.

--Shit! Get off!

Do you expect me
to believe that?

Sometimes you have
to pull back a piece
of reality

when it gets in the way.

I think you're full of shit.

Take a look
in the window.

You look in it.

I'm not the one
that doesn't believe.

It's, what...

Twenty meters?

Then I'll let you out.

Trick or treat!

Shit!

Why the fuck did you do that?

-Come on. It was funny.
-You know I hate being scared.

No, I don't.

The Corey I knew
loved being scared.

Halloween was
his favorite day of the year.

His head was full of dreams
he was gonna live.

What happened to you?

It's called survival.

Law of the jungle.

Survival.

You clearly
don't have a concussion.

Find your own way home, right?

Okay, truce.

I'll stop trying
to freak you out if...

You stop running away
for once.

I'll even
make it up to you.

How?

School?

Best years of our lives.

You have a funny way
of making it up to people.

Chuck us your board.

What about security?

Is there anything
you're not scared of?

I didn't say I was scared.

I just have
a cautionary nature.

Boom.

See? Easy as.

You know, most people
aren't really scared
of heights.

At least... not of falling.

What are they scared of, then?

They're scared they'll jump.

Is this the thing
you wanted to show me?

This is a thing
i wanted to show you.

Shit.

- What's with all the birds?

They say animals know
when they're gonna die.

So they come here
for their final moments.

I like to keep them company.

Nobody should die alone.

When my dog died, he knew.

Went off behind the rubbish tip
at the back of the yard.

Took us, like, three days
to find him.

My mum knew.

She was always worried,
'cause she had me late,

that she wouldn't always
be around.

That's why she always
used to tell stories

about fantasy lands
where I'd be safe.

It's one way to survive,
i guess.

Is that why she always
played that song?

You remember that?

You shouldn't sing.

It's bullshit, anyway.

"You'll never walk alone."

I'd rather be alone.

No-one to rely on but yourself.

No-one to drag you down.

Nobody to have
your back either.

I remember this exhibition
at the museum.

There was a quote.

"Man is by nature
a social animal.

Anyone who does not partake
of society

is either a beast...

Or a god."

Jango would say
you're a little lamb.

At least I'm not a beast.

Can you say the same,
dances with wolves?

If there's one thing
i won't miss,

it's these corridors.

Mmm.

Feels like we should do
a nudie run.

Or you too scared of security?

It's not security
you need to be worried about.

It's the wolves in the walls
that'll get ya.

Hm.
I hoped we were done with these stories.

This isn't a story.

Everyone notices
different things.

Some notice the moment
you change your hair.

Others always notice
what shoes you're wearing.

I noticed them change.

It was the smell
I noticed first.

The stench of twisting,
multiplying hormones.

It always preceded them.

No amount of cheap safeway
deodorant can cover that odor.

I saw skin disappear
beneath unwelcome hair,

voices deepen into growls.

Like a virus, it spread.

And once that
toxin poisons you,

you're capable of doing things
you never thought you'd do,

all in the name of survival.

No matter where you hide,
they sniff you out.

And for those
that didn't change...

Those that were left behind...

Those that didn't have
the taste for blood...

There was only one thing
you could do.

Jonah!

Jonah?

There's only one thing
you can do.

Welcome to the library,

the sanctuary
for geeks, freaks and outcasts.

Guess you're
one of us now.

One of us! One of us!

-Why'd you disappear?
-To see how you liked it.

-I didn't.
-Well, color me surprised.

Is there another way
out of here?

In a coffin?

You really are no help.

Well, I guess
we're saved, then.

-Shh! Wait.
-What?

They're your friends.
What's the worst they could do?

How's this for a chaos theory,
arsehole?

- Yeah, jango.

He decked you sober. You don't
want to see him pissed.

There you go.

- Cheers.
-Wear that.

He won't hurt me
if he knows I'm with you.

-Right?
-Shh!

You still don't want
to be seen with me.

Nobody means anything to you,
do they?

Shitty books
that you love so much.

Shove these fireworks...

I've got an idea.

Shh. Shush.

Shut up.

Did you hear something?

Wait, what?

Come out and play.

Where are you?

Thank you.

Do you know
Laura premble?

This place
kinda reminds me of her.

This isn't one of those
"penthouse forum" stories,
is it?

Well...

She was the first person
i, you know...

Fooled around with.

But no, a bunch of us came here
after year 11 formal.

I barely knew her,
but... everyone was pairing up.

I remember thinking...

"Jackpot!"

You liked her?

Yeah.

But, man, she could drink.

She drank so much.

She just got kinda quiet.

She just sat there
staring off into the dark.

And she dropped a bottle.

It smashed on the concrete.
She didn't even move.

It's like
she wasn't really there.

It's not much of a story,
i guess.

What'd you do after formal?

I didn't go.

Oh, well...

I guess you didn't miss much.

Miss susie had a steamboat.

The steamboat had a bell.

Miss susie went to heaven.
The steamboat went to...

Hello, operator.
Give me number nine.

- If you disconnect me...
- -I'll chop off your...

Behind the refrigerator,
there was a piece of glass.

- Miss susie sat upon it...
- And broke her little...

-Ask me no more questions.
-Tell me no more lies.

The boys are in the bathroom.

Zipping up their...
Flies are in the Meadow.

Bees are in the park.

Miss susie and her boyfriend
are kissing in the d-a-r-k,

d-a-r-k, d-a-r-k...

You still hungry?

What the fuck? It's just me.

I thought you hated Halloween.

Twick or tweat.

Here. You stink.

It's not my fault
there's a heatwave.

It's the hole
in the ozone layer.

Those spray cans don't help.

You know in some places
it snows on Halloween?

You like snow?

I've never seen it.

That's why I'm saving up all
my slave wage from this dump.

So I can fly away to Canada.

Get a log cabin.

It snows most
of the year there.

The rivers are so frozen,
you can skate on them.

It snows quite a bit
in New York too.

You're gonna go,
aren't you?

Did you ever
let down a friend?

Like stand someone up? Sure.

If I had a dollar
for every person I left waiting

under the clocks
at flinders street...

I'd have nine dollars.

- No.

I mean...

Did you ever say
that you'd be there for someone

no matter what...

And then you weren't?

I had this one friend
in primary school.

She even joined me
at callispastics,

even though she
was a total unco.

What happened to her?

Never really thought about it.

I went to a different
high school,

started hanging out
with other girls.

The cool kids, you know.

I just couldn't keep playing
with my little ponies forever,

right?

I guess I didn't notice
when the gaps between us

got bigger and bigger.

I haven't seen her for years.

She was just a friend.

Why?

I guess sometimes you don't
realize who you've left behind.

Or who's right
in front of you.

Yeah.

Maybe.

Or maybe you could get out
of your fucking diapers
for once.

You think
you're frustrated here?

Try living
in the same world in a skirt,

surrounded by a bunch of babies
who don't even notice you.

Why can't you guys just
grow up? Girls do!

We just stand here, waiting,

while you guys are stuck
with your heads
in the... trees.

Is this 'cause I didn't
thank you for the slurpee?

I don't under... ow!

We do want to grow up.

There's just a part of us
that doesn't want to stop.

Stop?

Climbing trees.

--Trick or treat!

Great.

Well! Ring-a-ding-ding, cozza.

You sly hound.
Thought your head was hurting.

Turns out you were just
hurting for head.

- Real smooth.
- -Thank you.

So? Where have you been?

Looking everywhere for you.

Don't tell me
you were getting bored?

Hey, Bobby.
Want to go for a ride?

Hey, um...

You're not... pissed
about before, are ya?

I mean, any hole's a goal,
you know.

Maybe you shouldn't
talk about her like that.

Is this true love? Huh? Huh?
It is, isn't it?

Anyway, we're not done yet.
The night's not over.

-Copies ready?
-Almost.

Forget something?

Hey, uh, guess what we found
at the cemetery.

-What?
-The little fag's mother.

Yeah. And wait till you see
what we did to her tombstone.

We're gonna need photos of it.

So...Grab your shit.

Let's go.

--Got everything?

Slushy.
Did you get me my slushy?

Yeah, yeah.
I got your slushy.

Thank you.

Nah.

What?

What's the problem, cozza?

Is he your boyfriend
or something?

-I don't want to be like that.
-Like what?

Cruel.

Didn't know you batted
for that team.

What if I did?

Would you still
be my friend?

Or would you throw dead animals
at my house?

Alright, what...
What are you saying, man?

Maybe I'm not one of you
anymore.

- Whoa!
-Hey.

You are one of us.

Or you're nobody.

I guess you're friends
with nobody, then, eh?

Hey! Hey! Oi! Oi!

Fight! Fight! Fight, fight,
fight, fight, fight, fight!

Fight, fight, fight,
fight, fight, fight!

--Fight, fight, fight, fight!

Mate.

Nah.

Corey!

Fuck.

Jonah!

Jonah? You in there?

Jonah?

Now he sits there,
in front of the TV,

late into the night,
with the volume turned way up.

Turn off the light.

Why'd you leave?

You're the one
who left.

Come outside.

-Why?
-'Cause I want to explain.

You can't.

Keep it.

You're breaking the rules,
you know.

What rules?

Cocytus.

Game doesn't stop
till we get home.

That's kids stuff.

So?

We're kids.

At least for tonight.

You can be such a dick
sometimes.

Yeah.

Come on.

Best way to keep the wolf
from your door is to go to his.

One thing's for sure.

Jango and I
are no longer friends.

Thank you.

Got time
for one more house call.

Fuck!

Motherfucker.

Are you trying to kill
yourself? You'll fall.

People aren't really
scared of falling.

They're scared of jumping.

I'm scared
my dad will kill you.

What are you doing here?

Is your face okay?

Yeah, yeah.

I just thought you might want
some snow on Halloween.

That stuff's toxic.

-So?
-It'll give you cancer.

It's worth it.

Romany,
are you okay in there?

I'm fine. Go back to bed.

You should go.

One more thing.

I owe you an apology.

I've been a real dick tonight.

Just tonight?

Maybe for a while.

But I did notice you.

And sometimes the boys just...
Climb the trees

to get a better look
at the view.

- Oh!

Happy Halloween.

You'll catch your death if you
stay in the snow for too long.

So, what happens now?

I think this is where
you show me

one of your
callisthenic routines.

I will punch you
in the face.

I guess you go back
to the company of wolves

and I get to escape
to the wilds of Canada.

Unless...

"Unless"?

Well...

I don't know for sure, but...

I imagine there
are some pretty good

photography courses
in Canada.

There would be a lot
of beautiful things there

to capture.

Do you really want me
to come?

Sometimes it's just...
Easier to live your dream

if you have someone
to share it with.

And... maybe you don't
come to Canada, but...

We can make sure
we both get out of here.

What, if... if I live my dream,
you'll live yours?

Yeah.

Want to swear?

Sure, motherfucker.

No, I mean it.

Let's do this.

If you go back on this,
i will come at you in the...

...black
of some terrible night.

And I will bring a pointy
reckoning that will
shudder you.

--Shh!

I'm through
with breaking promises.

Don't fall.

Too late.

-Shut up.
-Okay.

Oh!

Jonah!

Rex?

- Rex! Hey.

Come on.

Let's get out of here.

Jonah.

Jonah! Stop!

What was that place?
Who is that man?

I don't know him.

He looked familiar.

We meet him twice.

First time,
you don't remember.

The second time,
you never forget.

What if I lied to you?

When I said
i didn't want to grow up?

Run.

Run! Run!

--Jonah!

We need more light.

Hey.

They can't hurt us
if we stick together.

They won't let us go forward.

Then let's go back,
where the dreams are true.

The stories too.

Jonah. Jonah.

-Huh!
-Whoo!

Ah! Ah!

Whoo!

We need to go higher.

My best friend.

Why did we
leave all this behind?

-We needed more.
-Did you?

Do you remember that day?

Like it was yesterday.

It kinda was, since we
kept it so close.

It was Halloween then too.

We were all dressed up.

I still had
my first camera.

Don't make it too real.

It was getting late.

And it isn't midnight
when young boys

turn into pumpkins.

It's when
the street lights turn on.

It was a bad idea.

The boys knew that
from the start, but...

Nobody wants
to be the one left behind.

Even though tunnels
can be longer than they appear.

And there are things
in this world

we don't read about
in storybooks.

Wolves may lurk in any guise.

And only in the dark,

do we learn how far
we'll go to survive.

Even if it means
running as fast as you can

and leaving behind
everything you value.

Corey.

And that was the last time
that they played cocytus.

It'll be morning soon.

Is it getting cold?

Think so.

We have to go home
eventually.

Then the game will be over.

What would happen
if we change the ending?

What ending?

To the story
in the drain.

What if I...

-What if he stayed?
-He left.

Maybe he didn't.

Maybe it just seemed
like he did.

And as he was walking away,
he turned back,

'cause he realized
who his real friend was.

'Cause together,
they could do anything.

They could cross the bridge
to cocytus.

They could outwit
the darklings. They
could outrun the wolves.

Why couldn't they defeat
two bullies?

And then?

And then they
live their dreams

like they promised
each other.

That's what
should have happened.

I like that ending.

But that's not
what happened.

I'm ready
to show you now.

This is where
we say goodbye.

This where you live now, homey?

Yeah, real mature, smart-arse.

Thought you were in a hurry
to grow up.

Ah, maybe I was a bit
hasty on that one.

Good to hear it.

I'm sorry.

For leaving.

You know...

Tonight...

Kind of made up
for the rest of it.

Turn around.

Jonah!

Hey, Jonah!

Oh, fuck! Fuck! Jonah!

Dad!

Dad, are you there?

Dad, I need you.

Judging by the state of his...

Uh...

The, uh... condition...

He's in,

they... they think
he must have been in the water

since... late afternoon.

He must have...

Fallen while he was...

Crossing and...

Hit his head.

We climbed trees together.

That was a long time ago.

Are we still going
to the lake this weekend?

Only if you want to.

Yeah.

I do.

Are you ready to go?

I just want to stay here
a little longer.

Your friends are here.

Forget something?

Hey, you there?
Can you hear me?

You're cutting
in and out a bit.

Yeah, this Wi-Fi's bullshit.

Dude, how
are the performances going?

-Full houses so far.
-Really?

Hey, look. Can you see it?

-Is it snow?
-Yeah. Happy Halloween.

Where are you
heading tonight?

Uh, the voice are paying me
to get shots of the parade

in the village tonight.

What are you gonna be?

Uh, romany?

Romany? Hello?

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