Sloshed around a table in Rocco’s desolate room, a whiskey-wielding Justin babbles on in a whiny, urgent tone.
JUSTIN
- And then...and then sh-she just says "don’t go to school, Justin.
Don’t get an eduma-education. Be the loser you were always destined to be." And you know - you know what the worst part of that is?
It’s exactly what I’ve always wanted to have, heard.
Justin pours three shots, sliding two down the table.
JUSTIN (CONT'D)
So that’s what I’m going to do. I’m going to be - stay right here.
(gesturing at Rocco)
While my best friend goes and makes something of his life.
NATE
I’m your best friend too, right
Justin?
JUSTIN
Shhut the fuck up, Nate.
ROCCO
Just’. Take it easy. I’m not goin’ …show more content…
For reasons in relation to timing, Nate sprints away, screaming in fear.
Rocco perks up, relieved.
rocco
Oh, fuck. That's better.
He examines the organ.
ROCCO
We’re gonna have to clean that up.
JUSTIN
You fuckin’ think?
ROCCO
Well, let’s get it in the van first. JUSTIN
I’m not fucking touching that. It’s got your chunks all over it.
ROCCO
Is that what you’d say if I was
OD’ing? Help me get it in the fuckin' van.
The pair struggle to place the puke-covered organ inside
Stan. Justin slips up several times, getting bits of vomit on his chin and shirt. Eventually, they power the organ inside - much to the dismay of Nate, whom now seeks refuge in the back.
NATE
NO NO NO! You ARE NOT putting this thing in here with me, you are -
Slam of the doors. Justin examines his yellow, soiled shirt.
JUSTIN
You owe me a new goddamn shirt.
ROCCO
Quit being such a pussy all the time, will ya?
Rocco re-enters Stan. Still scouting himself, Justin shouts after him :
Justin
Who can’t handle their alcohol now, fucker!? He enters the driver-side door.
INT. ST. FRANCIS XAVIER HIGH - SMOKE PIT - NEXT MORNING
Fresh off the bus, Justin notices Aubrey at the smoke pit.