Death At The Party

Screenplay

DEATH AT THE PARTY 

Written By 

Justin Marshall 

INT. MR.MONTELLO SEX ED CLASS-ROLLINS HIGH SCHOOL IN SOME 

TOWN IN MASSACHUSETTS-MORNING 

Mr.Montello is in his early 40’s,tall white male,wearing 

teachers attire. He is in good shape and ready to insert his 

last Magnum Opus of literature with 15 minutes left of his 

last class of the year. 

MR.MONTELLO: 

Settle down class! settle down!... 

Yes I know it is the last class of 

the year and yes I know sad is the 

expression. Especially since some 

of my most brightest,intuitive and 

busty. 

Looking at a female student with big breast 

Um..Students! will be truly 

missed(Smiling).I remember when I 

first started off as a young 

scholar.I would of never had 

ponder,that I would be such a 

prolific educator of the sexual 

commentary.As well as the sexual 

educational endeavors...truly 

blessed I’m I,truly blessed. I have 

seen wonderful young women 

grow...and developed..and season 

into,into...tender!...I mean!... 

Into...profound excellent students! 

The boys too,the boys too...but 

with some worry in my voice,I am 

concerned...I’m concerned on how 

concerned you young men are in tone 

with these young vivacious women. 

These young women are at a period 

where the most flexible positions 

are able to be accomplished. Where 

the tongue is young and down there 

is never run. Think of it as the 

freshest of fruit,where the harvest 

is at it’s most ripe and when the 

sun is beaming and it’s rays shine 

the brightest. It’s hard to give a 

A minus(Smiling).Young ladies I’m 

always willing to work something 

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(CONTINUED)

CONTINUED: 2. 

MR.MONTELLO: (cont’d) 

out...without Eve there wouldn’t be 

Adam and if Eve did not bite that 

sweet,fresh apple...Then we would 

have no sin(Smiling). And what’s 

the world with out sin 

ladies(Moving his eyebrows up and 

down)... The world without sin is 

just a bore some spectacle where 

the soul never really feels alive. 

Where the fun ends with un and it 

just becomes F for fuck all of this 

shit!... Since,since this is the 

last class of the year.I would love 

to shed some light on the top 

topic,the main topic...the topic of 

discussion. Where elope is king and 

love is queen and the penis is seed 

which spouts into the air,which the 

Vagina blooms into a flower....at 

it’s last form.A truly alluring 

scene....truly alluring 

(Daydreaming) So!! I would like to 

leave off with a question? (With a 

grin) 

Mr.Montello then proceeds back to the front of the 

classroom. He picks up a piece of chalk and writes the name 

Henry Louis Mencken on the chalkboard. 

MR.MONTELLO: 

Sex! Sex!..What do we know about 

it? (Gazing at a female student) 

Hmm....Henry Louis Mencken once 

said life without sex might be 

safer...but! It would be unbearably 

dull. It is the sex instinct which 

makes women seem beautiful,to 

which...they are once in a blue 

moon and men seem wise and brave,to 

which...they never are at all. 

Throttle it, denationalize it, take 

it away and human existence would 

be reduced to the prosaic, 

laborious, bore some, imbecile 

level of life in an 

anthill...Brilliant!! Just 

Brilliant!...So who will be the 

brave soul that would like to try 

to devour Mr.Louis Mencken text and 

explain it to there fellow 

classmates? 

A nerdy kid name Jimmy Russo raises his hand 

(CONTINUED)

CONTINUED: 3. 

Mr.Russo! please put your hand 

down! what do you know about 

getting some ass!? Let’s!..Let’s 

call on someone with a little bit 

more experience. More in touch with 

their body,more understanding of 

the passion of love,more able to 

treat the needs of not so yet 

middle age man...you know? Late 

30’s on the horizon of early 40’s. 

A slight chisel fame,close to 

Daniel Craig but...but! more 

willing to indulge in calories... 

Ah!,Ms.Anderson! Please explain? 

While Christine Anderson is answering the question. The main 

Protagonist "Death Grim" takes over as narrator. 

DEATH GRIM(NARRATING): 

High school...yeah you gotta love 

it. Teachers making passes at 

students,students making passes at 

teachers,students selling drugs to 

teachers,teachers selling drugs to 

students. It definitely comes in 

full circle...Well! except for my 

English teacher Mr.Preston. He’s 

now serving a twenty year bid. I 

guess teaching Shakespeare doesn’t 

always pay the bills...but Hey! 

what do you except when you have a 

tattoo that says gangsta for life! 

on your right leg...your definitely 

destine to get into some shit. 

A picture of Mr.Preston in prison takes the screen. 

Mr.Preston is a skinny middle age white man wearing a turn 

around Bandana on his head,swatting down posing with a 

couple of black inmates in prison. 

(Continued) Me!,Me! over 

here...over here! 

The camera proceeds to swings around the room. 

That’s it..that’s it!,kept it 

steady,kept it steady!... 

Death is 18 year old teenager,wearing all black with a 

Hoodie over his head,his eyes are yellow and he resembles a 

goblin looking creature.Even though he resembles a monster 

outta a horror movie,his youth and innocence is show threw 

his face. 

I know!...I know what your 

thinking? Who’s this suave looking 

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(CONTINUED)

CONTINUED: 4. 

DEATH GRIM(NARRATING): (cont’d) 

young man over hear? Well!... 

that’s not really what your 

thinking but...I just wanted to put 

those thoughts in your head.Yeah! 

I’m Death,Death Grim my government 

name and my title name.Hey you can 

check my ID if ya want.I also go by 

acouple of nicknames placed on by 

the historians,the famous 

educators.These names given I don’t 

really know what to feel about 

them.The grim reaper,The angel of 

Death,The bail bondsman for the man 

upstairs and the man downstairs.The 

Repo man for just one big happy 

family(Sarcastically). See I wasn’t 

the first death and I probably 

won’t be the last...well...if i can 

get laid...gesh! My family roots 

come from a long generation of body 

snatching...yep! Where sort of like 

the mafia except without all the 

pasta meals and cigar smoking and 

the kissing and the using of the 

hands.Not tryna stereotype but... 

you get it! See the bloodline for 

this rich ancestry started with my 

great,great! grandpa Grim Thantos 

or short for Grimmy T. Who was 

actually the brother to the first 

guy that became the devil. I 

know...I know what your thinking? 

That terrible son of a bitch comes 

from a long line of other terrible 

sons of a bitches?...Bingo! But in 

all honestly to tell you the 

truth...the devil now..."Cousin 

Dev". Well he’s actually not that 

bad of a guy. I think he’s just 

emotional distress from his 

childhood. Yeah! he’s definitely 

one of those...I HATE YOU DAD! IT’S 

YOUR FAULT late 20’s assholes. But 

anyways I know this isn’t 

therapy...I’m sure both me and my 

cousin could use it. See I’m the 

youngest of reapers to actually get 

stuck with this bullshit 

responsibility. Yes I know I would 

still be ugly...believe me it runs 

in the family. But taking on such a 

tough burden just fucking sucks! 

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(CONTINUED)

CONTINUED: 5. 

DEATH GRIM(NARRATING): (cont’d) 

Imagine if you have to do this and 

do that and tell people there dying 

and see people begging and pleading 

for their lives and asking if 

there’s going to be meal for the 

ride?...Damn!,like you don’t have 

other shit to do! and with older 

people it’s a little bit more 

easier but still...it fucking 

blows! 

MR.MONTELLO: 

Mr.Grim!...Do my lectures not curb 

your enthusiasm?...Huh? 

DEATH: 

No!?..I mean...yes! yes! they do 

Mr.Montello. Me personally I’m 

always looking forward to one of 

your lectures...I really do. 

Honestly when I wake up in the 

morning one of the first things I 

think of is...man! I can’t wait to 

hear one of Mr.Montello’s perverse 

lectures while trying to make 

passes at every female student in 

this class and the thought to 

acknowledge that sexual favors are 

being exchange for favoritism with 

star student Christine 

Anderson.While the rest of us just 

watch and throw up in are mouths. 

Death nodes his head to his own belief the students start 

chuckle. Mr.Montello is not pleased and gives the students 

who are amused a dense stare. 

MR.MONTELLO: 

Umm...I see some of the students 

are amused by Mr.Grim’s comments. 

It seems clear to me that Mr.Grim! 

With his sarcastic tone thinks he! 

is in charge of this class. Thinks 

he!,is the big man on campus. 

Thinks he! is the big baller...shot 

caller...Well! let me tell you 

something.(Walking closer to Death) 

Think again...bitch(Softly into 

Death’s ear) See! this is my class. 

Which includes my rules,which 

includes...my way of thinking! This 

is a perfect example of what’s 

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(CONTINUED)

CONTINUED: 6. 

MR.MONTELLO: (cont’d) 

wrong with your generation...the 

younger generation!...(With a slow 

tone) The younger 

generation...Umm...you see the 

problem with the younger generation 

is basically!...yourself. You 

twiddle your thumbs back n forth. 

Looking threw a screen to find a 

date. To find a soul mate,the times 

fit this date,nothing more on my 

plate. As the older grow older so 

shall the younger and so as the 

days go. You will hear less of my 

thunder. But then...but then! there 

will bring a new thunder and for 

then!... your minds will wonder. 

Student Jimmy Russo raises his hand again 

What is it now Mr.Russo? 

JIMMY RUSSO: 

So...should we write this down? 

MR.MONTELLO: 

Should you write this down?(In 

a aggravated tone) Should you 

write this down!? Do you have 

a pen Jimmy?....Ok!... Well 

write this down. 

Mr.Montello proceeds to stick up his middle finger at Jimmy 

Russo as the bell rings. 

INT. MAIN HALLWAY OF ROLLINS HIGH-MORNING 

DEATH(NARRATING:) 

Huh! thank god that was the last 

class of the year. The day I send 

that asshole to my Cousin Dev will 

definitely be one of the most 

joyest days of my life...Hey! he 

might even try to make a move on me 

just to get to heaven. See the one 

thing about this town,this 

school,these people...is everyone 

is just so damn simple minded. Just 

full of stereotypes because they 

think it fits them well. It’s 

comfortable to them. It settles in 

their eyes and ears and crawls 

under there skin inside there veins 

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(CONTINUED)

CONTINUED: 7. 

DEATH(NARRATING:) (cont’d) 

and effects their blood. Poisoning 

their inside to which all they 

do...is do! Do what others 

do...followers. Monkey see monkey 

do if you ask me.See there’s a 

seed... that’s been planted right 

in there fucking membrane. Right 

from the happy go lucky of 

elementary, to the ever growing 

pubescent of middle school,to the 

melting pot of high school and the 

melodrama of college and life 

after.Either get picked on or 

picked at...it’s just simple as 

that.See bullies...bullies are 

nothing more then just a warm up to 

Classism that will grab your arm 

with the firmest of grips and when 

you scream let go!...they will stay 

silent. The observation as a reaper 

is a unique view sure indeed. In 

someways it can be equivalent to 

being an abused spouse. See abuse 

is ignited by both love and 

hate,actions from emotions that 

fuse a Vendetta in which is half 

ass to say the least. The one thing 

you notice about an abusers is 

control. When they loose control of 

what they love it sheds layers in 

them,breaking them down and even 

driving them over the edge or 

showcasing their insecurities. The 

same can be said when your about to 

pass away and for all the health 

you carried threw life. You ignore 

me and shun me with no regards of 

mines and when your at your weakest 

it can be very hard to sympathize. 

My existence in this school has 

lead me down a path just to not 

giving a fuck. If I’m an outcast 

then so be it. Their fear shows 

well on there shoulders. Their 

either scared of me or they don’t 

pay me no mind...shit! I feel like 

a black guy back in the 1950’s and 

Hey! don’t hit me with the racist 

bullshit either. My best friend is 

black and have you seen me ...Yeah! 

(CONTINUED)

CONTINUED: 8. 

Walking down the hallway in the direction of Death is a 

eager young fellow, athletic shape, around six feet 

tall,African American teenager. 

JAKE WARNER: 

BIG D!!!....My bad!...not talking 

about this D(Laughing 

profusely,while students look at 

him weird)...Fuck y’all!...Ya’ll 

don’t know me! 

FRESHMAN MALE STUDENT: 

Yeah we do Jake!...Your Jake 

Warner...all scholastic Football 

star slash "demi" sex god. 

JAKE: 

(Pondering)You right!...But still 

don’t be calling out my government 

like that...you ain’t my kin fork 


Jake! you pay me every week to say 

this whenever I’m in your presence. 

Plus you want my vocals to project 

higher when there’s a crowd around. 

Especially when the ratio is more 

women to men and put more emphasis 

on the "demi" then sex god...isn’t 

being called a god better then 

being called a demi god?... I just 

don’t understand the emphasis on 

"demi"? 

JAKE: 

Listen!...In ancient Greek and 

Roman literature a demi god was the 

shit!...Ok! 

Heracles,Orpheus...ugh!...when you 

are on earth and you got the blood 

of a god in you. Your automatically 

getting more hunnies...why I’m I 

explaining this to 

you!...(Whispering) We have a deal 

ok!...stick with it 


(Whispering)Well the deal was Jake. 

You where gonna pay me the whole 

amount every single week...I only 

got paid half of the money from 

last week...what’s that about? 

(CONTINUED)

CONTINUED: 9. 

JAKE: 

Umm...Listen freshmen!...Hear,hear! 

take this,take this and go!...Lucky 

I don’t kick your ass. 

The random freshman kid and his three friends walk away. 

DEATH: 

Speaking of black!...What was that 

about man? 

The two exchange some type of handshake 

JAKE: 

Whats up D....don’t worry about 

that...you know how freshmen 

are...always on some bullshit! 

DEATH(NARRATING): 

This here is my best friend Jake,as 

you can see from the Letterman 

jacket. Jake looks like one of your 

normal jock egomaniac assholes and 

in all reality...he is. But he’s 

got the biggest heart of anyone I 

ever know. He’s like a mix of the 

token black guy and debonair ladies 

man with just a little sprinkle of 

bad decision on top...it definitely 

makes one hell of a combination. 

JAKE: 

Yo...D!,It’s going down tonight! I 

hear that "Bradley A.Hailbeck" is 

having the biggest Par-ty that this 

white man’s town has ever seen. So 

you know Jake Warner gonna be in 

that bitch! 

DEATH: 

Oh yeah...that’s nice Jake. 

JAKE: 

Wait...why are your panties in a 

twist for? This is it man...Jenny’s 

friend Sarah...The one you have 

multiple wet dreams about?....Yeah! 

You know she’s gonna be there 

brother! Perfect getting your dick 

wet opportunity D...for real. 

(CONTINUED)

CONTINUED: 10. 

DEATH: 

Dude come on...You know Bradley 

despises me. That guy isn’t gonna 

let me into that party. As for 

Sa-sa-sa-sarah... 

JAKE: 

Damn bro!...You alright? 

DEATH: 

Ya...I’m fine...Sarah! That’s outta 

my league man. 

JAKE: 

League?...I shun out that talk 

Death...See that’s,that’s that talk 

I’ve been talking about...that’s 

that talk for the weak D! 

DEATH: 

Umm Hmm... 

JAKE: 

Look at it this way...Ok! Sarah! 

you might think she’s outta your 

league. Look at me and 

Jenny...Jenny is obviously outta my 

league and yes on a scale of one to 

ten she’s definitely a 8.5 to 

8.8...her ass can pack a little bit 

more punch and the tiddies are C’s 

so that’s not too bad. But...I’m 

more of a 9 and up type of guy,but 

I really do like her so I deal with 

it...Ok! 

DEATH: 

So Jake what point are you tryna 

make?...I don’t understand. 

JAKE: 

I’m just saying she might be 

willing to downgrade...like I did. 

DEATH: 

Oh,thank you Jake...that really 

builds my confidences up and now I 

definitely feel like me and Sarah 

will hit it off big. 

JAKE: 

I knew it would D,I knew it would. 

I would never steer you wrong 

(MORE) 

(CONTINUED)


JAKE: (cont’d) 

man(shaking his head agreeing in 

his own b.s) 


Remember when I mention the part 

that Jake was sort of a egomaniac. 

Jake catches a glimpse of Henry Spencer giving Death a mean 

ole stare. 

JAKE: 

Man this fucking guy Henry 

Spencer...I think he has a man 

crush on you bro he must still be 

mad about his dog,huh? 

Henry looking at Death like he wants to pound his face in 

DEATH: 

Ugh!...this guy is never gonna 

stop! Hey Henry!....It’s not my 

fault that your fat ass did what 

you did...Ok! Maybe next time watch 

where your sitting before you 

blotch down without 

looking!...Maybe your dog will 

still be alive.(Speaking directly 

to Henry) 

HENRY SPENCER: 

Your dead Death!...If it’s the last 

thing I ever do! 

Henry then flashes a shirt that has a picture of his dog on 

it and states "In Justice for Muffy" 

JAKE: 

Henry get your heavy rolling body 

outta here!...don’t make me come 

over there and put my Jay’s in your 

ass. 

As Jake moves closer to Henry Spencer,Henry then starts to 

run down the hallway. 

HENRY SPENCER: 

I’m get you Death!...Muffy will not 

be forgotten!! 

DEATH: 

Gosh that kid is in denial...I 

don’t understand I’m Death but he’s 

scared of you? 

(CONTINUED)


CUT TO FLASHBACK: 

JAKE: 

Damn right he’s scared of me! I’m 

pure slight tilt dark-mocha 

chocolate muscle bound machine...He 

know’s he can’t fuck with 

this!...And D this is the third or 

fourth time I had to save your ass. 

Your gonna have to start 

reimbursing my ass very soon. 

DEATH: 

Jake,I think it’s the other way 

around...do you remember sophomore 

year?...(C.U. Shot of Jake) Yeah! I 

know you do...(O.S.) The had to 

have been the beginning of 

April?...but maybe,maybe the end of 

May? I know that day still sits as 

a burden on you. It sticks like 

glue,it haunts your soul and makes 

you feel blue...it’s gives you 

agony like a cold and stays in your 

mind like goals.This is just 

something between me and you. 

TITLE OVER BLACK:A NIGHT WITH DEATH 

INT OF JAKE’S CAR-NIGHT 

Jake is driving in his car getting ready to indulge in a mix 

of Bathsalt and some very good marijuana. He turns on the 

radio,the song "Where have all The Cowboys Gone" By Paula 

Cole is starting to play. 

JAKE: 

Huh Oh!...Damn! this is my jam 

right here! 

"The doo,the doo,the doo,the 

doo,the doo,the doo,the doo,the 

doo,the doo,the doo,the doo,the 

doo,the doo,the doo,the doo(Taking 

a pull of the maijuana,acouple 

seconds later he tries to hold back 

the coughing) 

(Singing) 

Oh you get me ready in your 56 

Chevy. Why don’t we go sit down in 

the shade. Take shelter on my front 

porch. The dandy lion sun 

(MORE) 

(CONTINUED)



scorching,Like a glass of cold 

lemonade.(Taking a pull)...Damn! 

That melody is hot!(start’s 

coughing) 

Jake is now mumbling the chorus 

Where have all the cowboys 

gone!!!..Damn this white chick be 

singing her soul out!...Jenny could 

learn a lesson or two from her. 

While Jake is singing and driving,the mixture of bathsalt 

and very good weed start to take a toll on him. 

Man!...What the fuck Addai...what 

is this shit you blessed me 

with!(Takes another pull) I ain’t 

never felt this way before.(takes 

another pull) 

The drugs have start to alerter Jake’s mind,his 

hallucinations have left him in a state of panic.He then 

stops his car on the side of the road and proceeds to start 

screaming. 

FADE TO BLACK: 

INT. GOAT BARN-NIGHT 

In a very disturbing scene Jake is having sexual intercourse 

with a goat. While the backshots give Jake much pleasure the 

goat is in agony. This awakes the goat taker a crazy old 

women with a heavy country accident carrying a pair of saggy 

breast. 

CRAZY SAG TIT WOMEN: 

What are you doing to my Sassy!? 

You sick goat fucker. 

JAKE: 

Don’t mind me Ms...I’m just making 

sweet love to this sexy female 

thing right here.(Jake has a very 

deranged look in his eyes) 


You know them goats are carrying 

that aids virus Ya DUMBASS! What is 

you high on something?! 

(CONTINUED)


JAKE: 

...What did you just say? 

Jake then stops the sexual intercourse with the goat and 

approaches the sag tit women. 

What...did...you...just...say? 

He rubs out his left ear rapidly to hear her more clearly, 

the fear from the Sag tit women is showed. 


Them goats...you are playing around 

with...are carrying...that Aids 

virus...you 

dumb...ass...motherfucker! 

She then pulls up her blouse where is she is holding a 

shoulder gun holster,this action exposes her saggy breast. 

As Jake see’s her reaching for her guns,he starts to run off 

in fear of his life,she then proceeds to fire away. 


You sick goat fucker,you!...Fucking 

my Sassy. 

Jake is screaming outta the barn with no clothes on.He 

starts to run across the field screaming and losing his 

mind. 

JAKE: 

What The fuck! Magic had way more 

time then this?...He got 

championships! He got baseball 

teams! and all my black ass got is 

All Scholastics two years in a row 

BABY!...Hell yeah!...I can’t die! 

He then proceeds to start screaming outta his mind again.As 

he is approaching a tree he spots someone or something 

coming closer. 

JAKE: 

GOD? 

DEATH: 

God!? No Dumbass! I’m death! You 

know...your classmate for about... 

umm...are whole life! 

JAKE: 

Wait! Wait! Oh shit!! you the 

motherfucker that always has the 

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(CONTINUED)



hoodie on n shit! In straight goon 

mood n stuff! Straight thorough 

bread son...but damn! Now I see why 

you always got that hoodie on!...no 

offense or anything...So how you 

get this gig? Does it pay well? 

Nice benefits?!..Definitely can’t 

make minimal wage? Shit hook a 

brother up... I’m looking for a 

summer a job. 

DEATH: 

Listen dude! You contracted the HIV 

virus from obviously fucking that 

goat and by the way your heart is 

tryna come outta your skin.That 

bathsalt isn’t helping you out that 

much neither. 

Shows Jake heart pounding profusely trying to exit his chest 

So you got like 10 minutes before 

your heart just burst inside of 

you.And my job is to basically wait 

and comfort you to the best of my 

ability and actually act like I 

care some. 

JAKE: 

Oh lawd! Listen man,I can’t die! I 

can’t die like this! From fucking a 

goat?...Man! Everybody’s gonna be 

laughing at my funeral.You can’t be 

fucking shitting me...fuck! Fuck 

Fuck Fuck Fuck!..Fuck! 

DEATH: 

Hey...I’m sorry Jake. But at least 

you won’t be hearing everyone 

laughing at you...you know.... 

Since your gonna be 

dead.(Convincingly) 

JAKE: 

Death! Death! (Crawling over to 

him) Please listen you nice man of 

darkness,the most prettiest of 

ugliness I have ever seen in my 

life. Can you please...please!Just 

this once!... just this once! Let 

me have a second 

opportunity..please I’m begging ya 

man I’m only 16 bro! I haven’t even 

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(CONTINUED)



tap half the girls in the school 

yet...COME ON! 

DEATH: 

I feel so sorry Jake,I really do 

(Sarcastically) 

Jake then starts to break down,it starts from a slight tear 

drop running down his right eye into heavy breaths,then hums 

of trying to hold in his tears. 

DEATH: 

Ugh...Listen Jake! I can’t deal 

with the crying...it makes my job 

that much more awkward. 

C.U.shot of Jake’s eyes watering up from trying to hold back 

the tires. 

Fine I’ll give ya one more chance 

Jake!....just one more chance...but 

you can’t fuck up. These drugs man 

are no joke I thought black people 

only smoked weed... 

Awkward silence... 

JAKE: 

In my time of dying we getting 

racial in this motherfucker!,Huh!? 

DEATH: 

No man! I’m just..I’m just..Listen! 

I’m death and your not! Your dying 

you need me!...Ok! 

JAKE: 

Alright,Alright!! Listen,I won’t do 

anymore drugs, I promise 

you...Believe me,I will 

change...haha! I feel like a 

changed man already! Wow!...NO MORE 

DRUGS FOR ME,PUSSY AND RELIGION IS 

ALL I NEED!(singing it out) 

He embraces with joy... 

DEATH: 

Well...that’s great man. Hold on a 

second...this might hurt a little 

bit. 

Death then approaches Jake and places his hand on his heart. 

A white light takes over and covers the screen. 

(CONTINUED)


END OF FLASHBACK: 

JAKE: 

Wow!! What the fuck was 

that!...Damn ain’t no girl ever 

treat me like that before...I might 

be in love. 

DEATH: 

Yeah...for someone reason people 

always say that... 

RANDOM HOBO: 

Hey buddy!(Speaking to Jake)...Get 

in line!...those magic fingers 

touch my heart first...Death did 

you ever receive those flowers that 

I sent to ya. 

DEATH: 

See I told ya...All my victims love 

me... 

Death then looks down at Jake package 

Jake how about(in a slow monotone 

voice) We get you into some 

clothes. We wouldn’t want you to 

scare anyone with that thing. 

JAKE: 

I knew it!...I saw you looking...I 

saw your peripheral’s glancing,I 

ain’t mad at ya(With a smile) Just 

another thing...literary! God has 

bless me with. I owe it all to him, 

DEATH: 

Umm Hmm,that’s nice to know 

Jake...So where did you park your 

Car. I gotta get away from this 

hobo,he’s been harassing me for 

close to a month. 

FADE TO BLACK: 

BACK TO INTERIOR OF THE MAIN HALLWAY- MORNING 

JAKE: 

Ok!...fuck! you got that one 

alright. That night should...and 

will...not! ever,ever,ever! Be 

mention again...Ok D? 

(CONTINUED)


DEATH: 

Hey Jake,I won’t I promise 

buddy...Well maybe for 

blackmail...you know in case if you 

become successful and tryna cut me 

off. I’m bring all this info right 

to TMZ and Mediatakeout...maybe 

even Star magazine they live for 

this shit. 

JAKE: 

No! No! Not Mediatakeout!...there 

so hurtful and malicious. 

DEATH: 

Jake...don’t worry man,it’s me 

Death!...I can fucking find 

everybody’s dark secrets if I 

wanted to!...I got the password to 

Uncle G’s email address. I hope you 

know that? 

JAKE: 

Well now I know!...Yo! I gotta 

bounce D. Jenny is waiting in the 

back outside stairwell for the 

kid...time for early morning BJ for 

Jakey Jake...Peace my brother. 

The two exchange a certain handshake 

Remember!...Party tonight...it’s 

going down. 

DEATH: 

Yeah...party(sarcastically) Hey! 

make sure Jenny has enough room for 

lunch...if she even eats 

lunch(quietly) 


Or even eats in general...Yeah! as 

you can see...there hasn’t been 

much has change in my friend. He 

definitely is one of a kind though 

and the closer we get...the more i 

enjoy are friendship. Even threw 

all the drug induce 

conversations,drug induce phone 

calls,drug induce...Jake! Just alot 

of drug induce in that guy,makes 

Charlie Sheen look like a 

monk...Holy Shit!...there goes 

Sarah Emerson. 

(CONTINUED)


Sarah and her friends are walking down the hallway. Sarah is 

a 18 year old white teenage,fit and nice body very 

conservative but her shape still shows. Gloria is a Spanish 

teenager,short and exotic and Vicky V is another white 

teenager with an Emo and Monotone personality...Their all 

good looking I leave it at that. 


She is a goddess among mortals. The 

light which to my dark just makes 

it want to be day again. Don’t get 

me wrong we got some wicked hot 

chicks but...but a girl like this 

only comes around in every high 

school film that always focuses on 

that one hot chick. Long reddish 

brown hair,beautiful green eyes and 

the body... The body is just a 

wonderland full of curves that 

would make you wanna just lay on 

them and ponder for a few hours. If 

I ever could... 

Sarah approaches Death with her two friends Gloria and Vicky 

V. 

SARAH: 

Hey what’s up? Your Death 

right?....Jake’s friend? 

DEATH: 

Huh.. Yeah!...yeah that’s me,I’m 

Death...Yeah!...I’m Death (Very 

awkward confirming to hisself that 

he is Death) 

GLORIA: 

Oh my goodness! I knew it was you. 

I always wanted to ask you..umm do 

remember my Auntie Cheekie? You 

know, she was about 4"11, always 

babbling and talking about my 

cousin Victor,actually now Victoria 

because of the sex change? 

DEATH: 

Ah!...Oh yeah!...very nice 

lady...sorry for your lost. She 

definitely had the gift to gab. 

SARAH: 

Ugh! Gloria!...really? 

(CONTINUED)


GLORIA: 

What Sarah?! He’s Death! of course 

I’m gonna ask him...I’m sure he can 

use a conversation or two? (With 

Attitude) 

SARAH: 

Ugh!...Death,these are my two 

friends. Gloria and Vicky V,and of 

course you probably heard of Jenny 

from your air head of a friend 

Jake. 

Both Gloria and Vicky V wave... 

VICKY V: 

I like you...because I like dark 

stuff...real dark stuff. 

Pumps her lips as if she’s interested 

DEATH: 

Thanks...I don’t...I don’t really 

get that type of feed back 

everyday. 

SARAH: 

So Death...do you know where Jenny 

and Jake might of went? 

DEATH: 

I..I didn’t see her 

but Jake said he was meeting 

up with her...He was very 

excited to say the least. 

SARAH: 

Uh Huh!... 

Let me guess? Early morning BJ 

for Jakey Jake? 

Sarah looks at her friends in disgust 

DEATH: 

Wow...your good! 

SARAH: 

I know... 

She slowly leans near deaths ear 

I’m good at a lot of things 

(CONTINUED)


Death is blushing from his dark exterior. They both stare at 

each other the connection is obviously there.Gloria and 

Vicky V babble on in the background. 

GLORIA: 

You know! If she gonna kept sucking 

on his dick she gonna end up with 

that swap mouth. She don’t know 

where Jake be putting that thing. 

He’s nasty...straight up girl,if 

that was my man he would already 

got Lana Bobbitt. 

Sarah and Death are still in a daze. 

VICKY V: 

That chick is fucking 

awesome...She’s like a culture Icon 

for sadist,vigilante bitches. She 

probably just grab that shit in his 

sleep and Blam!! Off with the dick! 

Sarah and Death are still in a daze. 

GLORIA: 

For real girl!...ain’t no man 

playing me that way. Shoot I’mma 

put that in my twitter 

profile,"Queen Gloria 27" if ya 

screw me over,best believe it’s off 

with ya dick! Hashtag...Lana Bobbit 

inspirations.(Gloria and Vicky V 

proceed to give each other a high 

five.) 

As Death and Sarah are still off in a daze letting their 

staring connection marinate. Approaches is Bradley A. 

Hailbeck a young white male,slim and dressed well.He is also 

accompany by his sidekick Gary a white male,slim and dressed 

well also...They go shopping together(Smiley face) 

BRADLEY A.HAILBECK: 

Sarah! Please don’t embarrass the 

guy,his face has the look like...I 

hope this pre-cum doesn’t stain my 

underwear. 

Brad and his friend Gary start laughing 

...If anything do you think he know 

what do with someone like you 

Sarah? 

(CONTINUED)


SARAH: 

Oh and you would...Bradley? 

BRADLEY: 

Of Course my love! An elegant 

flower like yourself only deserves 

the finest things in life. 

Something noir he or should I say 

IT! Would know nothing about. A 

fine young women of your stature 

would not fit with someone as 

goriest as mouf boy over here. And 

I...I would not allow such a thing 

Sarah! Only I..Yes! Bradley 

A.Hailbeck could only give you the 

finest things in life and what 

young women does not want fancy... 

GLORIA: 

Shoot!...I do...I loves me some 

fancy...What!(Looking at Sarah) 

Bradley reacts with a smile...the words that he speaks next 

project that his mannerism are fuel with aggravation. 

BRADLEY: 

It’s...it’s like when you see 

trash. I’m sure you not like...that 

smells fine and dandy.But when your 

rich like me,my smell...is 

something that can come in handy 

because TONIGHT! I well be throwing 

a party...And not! just any party 

but the party of a lifetime! 

A crowd that has assembled starts to cheer 

RANDOM KID: 

(21 Year Old kept back student) 

Bradley! Your Fucking awesome,Just 

Awesome man. A fucking noble man... 

a very fucking noble man! (Shaking 

his head in his own agreement) 

BRADLEY: 

(Has a smile) This party will only 

be the for the best looking! The 

most brightest and of course the 

most popular of students at Rollins 

High. Meaning pit boy...you have no 

chance. But do not worry you will 

not be single out,as you can see 

(MORE) 

(CONTINUED)


BRADLEY: (cont’d) 

you are not the only loser this 

school has to offer. 

Bradley then goes into a musical number describing why Death 

or any other so called "Losers" will not get invited to his 

party.After Bradley has wibbled and sway around the corridor 

the bell proceeds to ring. The observers then flock away to 

there next class. 

BRADLEY: 

How did you like that 

Rendition?...Mouf Boy! Believe you 

me,my party is not for the geek! 

Then starts to laugh with Gary and walks away,Death is 

standing alone and baffled,Sarah approaches him. 

SARAH: 

Hey...Death,just because he might 

think that way...doesn’t mean I 

do...maybe we 

DEATH: 

Sarah!...it’s alright you don’t 

have to feel sorry for me...I hope 

you have a great time at the party 

tonight. 

Death then walks away,Sarah is left standing with her 

girlfriends. 

INT. PRINCIPAL STEVEN SPADE OFFICE-DAY 

Principal Spade is a tall,mid 40’s white male,rough around 

the edges,as well as rough inside(personality wise).He has a 

raspy voice in comparison to Rorschach from the Movie 

"Watchmen" and Clint Eastwood’s "Dirty Harry character". 

Principal Spade lights up a cigarette as the shades are down 

in his office. 

PRINCIPAL SPADE(NARRATING): 

Uh!..the juvenile society has taken 

a towel on my mind,umm... This shit 

hole which they label "high school" 

is just the love child of a 

mentality ill and a social climber 

in a desperate need of a bib. Damn 

them! Damn them all for who took my 

badge and gun away. It hurts to the 

equivalent of a butt fucking that I 

didn’t welcome or quite enjoy..not 

(MORE) 

(CONTINUED)


PRINCIPAL SPADE(NARRATING): (cont’d) 

like I ever experience it 

before,but... just saying. Serving 

on the police squad for eighteen 

years you would think all the 

glitter would be gold and roads 

sing with happy people...Because 

when I was on the scene...shit 

turn’t up. Just that one day...Ugh! 

Forever hunts my mind and scars my 

reputation as a policemen with the 

deepest cut. 

Takes a pull of his cigarette... 

So now here I am...the head master 

of are so called "future leaders" 

who pen point selfies of their 

young faces and listen to that talk 

show host who also sings...what’s 

that damn song?...Oh yeah! If I was 

your boyfriend?...Well law 

enforcement was my boyfriend...and 

I fucked him well. 

The assistant to the principal "Mrs.Henson" rushes into his 

office. 

MRS.HENSON: 

Mr.Spade!..You know there’s no 

smoking in this school! For peep 

sakes! this isn’t the police force 

anymore!! And it’s not setting a 

good example for the staff and 

students. 

PRINCIPAL SPADE: 

My apologizes Mrs.Henson sometimes 

I forget...I forget that I’m the 

one who signs your pay checks every 

week,I forget I’m the one who got 

the 10 year free coffee supply for 

the facultents,I’m the one! who 

step on all the under age drug 

peddlers,the alcoholic revenuers 

and the low life settlers. I’m the 

main man in this school...so step 

off old lady.(C.U shot) 

MRS.HENSON: 

Huh!...Mr.Spade!,you are a very 

rude man...enjoy your cancer 

sticks! 

She slams the door while mouthing away 

(CONTINUED)



My school,My rules,if you don’t 

like...kiss jewels(grabs his 

private part area)...Bitch! 


Before I was interrupted by the 

wicked old hag of the west. Trying 

to tell me how to conduct my life. 

I was explaining the meanings to my 

unfortunate circumstances that have 

lead me to this place. One thing 

these students lack is discipline 

but I’m the opposite of lack. I 

came here to stir the pot...with no 

need for mitts at that. 

There’s a knock at the door...Mrs.Henson peeks her head in. 

MRS.HENSON: 

Excuse me Principal Spade! 


What is it now Mrs.Henson? 

MRS.HENSON: 

You have a visitor. Student Jimmy 

Russo is hear to see you. 


Oh...well...isn’t that a pleasant 

surprise...bring him in Mrs.Henson. 

MRS.HENSON(O.S.): 

Jimmy!...Principal Spade is ready 

to see you. 

Student Jimmy Russo walks into Principal Spade’s 

office,slowly due to his shy demeanor. 


Thank you Mrs.Henson your 

present isn’t needed 

anymore...beat it! 

MRS.HENSON: 

Huh!...Principal Spade you are one 

of the most rudest..intolerable...d 

bags! That I have ever work for in 

my whole life!...I think,I think 

you need to find a new 

secretary...I quit! 

(CONTINUED)



Jimmy do me a favor good old 

boy...you see that door knob...grab 

it,twist it and then slam it...use 

some force make sure she catches a 

whiff of her own mouth odor. 

Jimmy proceeds to do what he is told and slams the door in 

Mrs.Henson’s face while she babbles on. 


Good deeds are never left unpaid 

young Russo...Take a seat...relax 

your calfs...the glutes will heel 

after. 

JIMMY RUSSO: 

Thank you Principal Spade...thank 

you. 


Mr.Russo you have been my eyes and 

ears for the past year. You have 

creek threw the cracks and smell 

the B.O in the corridors where I 

can’t infiltrate. The sack where my 

balls hang and they hang low. You 

will be awarded for you deeds and 

will not be forgotten. But...you 

know why your hear. I heard 

rumors...and the rumors don’t sit 

well on my stomach. Matter of 

fact...they don’t sit at all,I 

rather have them stand 

up...So....spill it...Mr.Russo. 

JIMMY RUSSO: 

Ok!...So basically Bradley 

A.Hailbeck perform this big ole 

musical in the main hallway stating 

that he is "Having the biggest 

party of the year". I didn’t catch 

the whole thing but for what I saw 

his routine which I can say myself 

was really tremendous. Sort of on 

par with a routine that surpass 

Fred Astaire. The choreography was 

right on point...very well 

balance,light feet with remarkable 

power in his legs. 

(CONTINUED)



Son...why don’t you watch your 

tongue there boy. Fred Astaire was 

an icon. A man above the clouds...a 

man with moves way before Jagger 

and a man when your by 

yourself...alone at night with a 

batch of non butter popcorn. His 

mystic might give you a funny 

feeling in your pajama pants and 

wish you was a participate in that 

man shoes because you know them 

feet was giving em a good ole 

fucking...so choose your words 

wisely son. 

JIMMY RUSSO: 

Well...Principal Spade...I’m just 

saying he used his moves and wit to 

promote his party as such a 

spectacle. Which left the students 

in amaze. I mean ne... 


Well...this is great news! You can 

be my informant. The first one to 

penetrate the party and then I got 

sloppy seconds in it...because I 

enjoy the loosen. 

JIMMY RUSSO: 

Well see...that’s the thing. I 

wasn’t...I wasn’t... 


Come on spill it boy! 

JIMMY RUSSO: 

I wasn’t invited to the 

party...Principal Spade.(lowers his 

head) 


Well what good use are you then 

little Jimmy.(C.U.SHOT) 

JIMMY RUSSO: 

Well! he basically ousted all the 

rejects...all the unpopular kids. 

All the geeks and freaks and the 

big fat 0’s...yeah we all felt his 

wrath. His mannerism where equal to 

Hitler and his routine was that of 

(MORE) 

(CONTINUED)


JIMMY RUSSO: (cont’d) 

Mein Kampf. He has a really big 

problem with Death Grim...there’s a 

lot of hate in his heart for him. 


You mean that smart alec death 

pusher? 

JIMMY RUSSO: 

Yes sir...a lot of bad blood 

between those two,sir. 


Umm...interesting,well Jimmy thank 

you for the information you 

provided today. And like I say your 

good deeds will not go unpaid. I 

will be sending you two free passes 

to the comic con convention. I just 

made it two because hopefully you 

can find a soul mate who shares the 

same pleasures that you arouse 

over. 

JIMMY RUSSO: 

Wow!...thank you Principal 

Spade...thank you so much...man! 

Your awesome! 


Umm...now let me be Mr.Russo...I 

need time to myself to narrate some 

more. 

JIMMY RUSSO: 

Will do Sir...I’ll see you at 

graduation!...Woo! Comic Con!...I 

can’t wait to get on web cam and 

tell Abby the Bot about this. 

Jimmy Russo proceeds to leave principal spade’s 

office,Principal proceeds to light up another cigarette. 


Fucking nerd...this was just a 

lesson to myself that I should 

never let a boy handle a man 

job...Especially one who jerks his 

skin off to Hentai and 

Anime...Atleast give your wang the 

pleasure to ejaculated to a real 

women...Huh!...amateurs.And my 

(MORE) 

(CONTINUED)


PRINCIPAL SPADE(NARRATING): (cont’d) 

blood is boiling blister red right 

now.Bradley A.Hailbeck...Um! He 

thinks the H.N.I.C, he thinks he’s 

swinging his wang with more grip 

then me...Well he’s in for a rude 

awaken. Because I’m two handing and 

using mines to open up that pinata 

of a party which is filled with 

lust,sex,drugs and dance. And when 

I get swinging...(C.U.shot)I attend 

to hit all the treats out at once. 

INT OF DEATH’S BEDROOM-EVENING 

Death is in his bedroom,sad about not being invited to the 

biggest party in the school. He is Singing and listening to 

Phil Collins "When the Roof Is Leaking",his mood has put him 

in a very weeping state. 

DEATH(SINGING ALONG): 

And me!! Ooh! I’m getting stronger 

my the minute!! My wife’s 

expecting,but I hope she can wait 

’Cos this Winter looks like it’s 

gonna be another bad one But 

Spring’ll soon be here...Oh god I 

hope it’s not late.. 

(Weeping/crying sound) 

Death is then interrupted by a phone call... 

INTERCUT TELEPHONE CONVERSATION: 

DEATH: 

umph umph Hello?.. 

Death turns the music slightly down 

JAKE: 

Yo! what’s up my ninja? 

DEATH: 

(Weeping sound) nothing much man 

just hanging out..you know..umph 

oomph 

JAKE: 

Man!is you crying? Because you 

sound like a straight hoe right 

now...for real D... What’s that in 

the background D!? 

(CONTINUED)


DEATH: 

Background? What ya talking man? 

In desperation turns the music down some more... 

JAKE: 

What the hell is going on? How you 

gonna be Death and sentimental? 

That sounds like some Phil Collins 

to me...Yep! I Know that sound D,I 

know that sound!. That’s some Phil 

Collins,that’s some Phil Collins 

The Roof Is Leaking? Umm Hmm 

DEATH: 

Naw man,no Phil Collins over hear 

Umm...Omphh 

Trying to hold back the weeping noises... 

JAKE: 

Stop!..Stop it D.I know that’s Phil 

Collins.I know that’s some Phil 

Collins "When the Roof is Leaking" 

and that better be the live version 

to!? 

DEATH: 

There’s a live version?(In 

Amazement) 

Jake covers his mouth in distraught. 

JAKE: 

Yo! Don’t play with me D!! Do not 

fucking play with me...Of course 

there’s a live version. Live at the 

Perkins Palace 1983? This was his 

first solo tour where he performs 

hits like.. I don’t Care Anymore... 

I Miss Again!...The West Side!, In 

the Air tonight!...Death where the 

fuck have you been at? Seriously! I 

don’t think you down with the times 

man. 

DEATH: 

Ok dude!,I’m sorry...(Sniffle 

noises) I’m just going threw a lot 

right now (Wiping the tears away) 

(CONTINUED)


JAKE: 

Yeah,Yeah! Yo! You rolling with me 

to the most amazing fucking thing 

that’s hit this town since the 

Great Billy Dee Williams ran game 

in this bitch. 

Jake then looks up to a picture of his idol... 

Billy Dee Williams,You’s a real 

motherfucker! 

DEATH: 

....I wasn’t invited 

Death proceeds to makes a weeping weird sound,but holds it 

in. 

JAKE: 

No...No...No! You wasn’t invited? 

DEATH: 

I (sniff,sniff) 

wasn’t...invited!!(starts to cry) 

JAKE: 

Hey!..Hey! Stop that crying D,stop 

that crying!...I can’t do 

crying...ever since I saw the movie 

The Santa Clause(makes a weeping 

noise)and when Santa was 

arrested!...I haven’t been the same 

with crying...Kris Kringle didn’t 

have no priors.... 

An awkward silence between the two 

Always I’m telling you D,wipe your 

eyes and dry for tears...this is 

gonna be the biggest party of your 

life.Women..alcohol..Drugs,shit! I 

might even try some of that "bath 

salts" heard that shit’s 

ri-di-cu-lous! 

DEATH: 

Bath salt?? What the... 

JAKE: 

Straight right out the oven! 

DEATH: 

(sniff) Jake...Do you remember last 

time with the Bath salt? What we 

talked about earlier in the film? 

(CONTINUED)


JAKE: 

Yaaad yaad Yee! I pick my poison 

bro,Oh!...yeah! and Jenny told me 

your "baby" Sarah is gonna be there 

too. 

DEATH: 

...Sa Sa Sarah?? 

JAKE: 

Yes motherfucker! did i stutter? 

Sarah! She always got something to 

say,she needs to kept a zipper on 

that mouth.Always putting thoughts 

in my baby Jenny’s head ...That’s 

the shit I don’t like. 

DEATH: 

Huh!...Jake,listen man you missed 

Bradley "fucking" A. Hitchbeck’s 

musical song and dance basically 

saying I’m a big fat zero. There’s 

no way I can go to that party...he 

ousted me man. 

JAKE: 

(Jake takes a line of coke) 

Listen!... Bradley’s my 

bitch!!...Ok?(Rubbing the coke on 

his gums and tongue) Umm.. So get 

ya ass ready D because I’ll be 

there in less then an hour. 

DEATH: 

Bro but Bradley’s musical rant... 

It was really good like I 

definitely see him on Broadway.. 

really incredible choreography. It 

was like a mixed of Rent and Cats 

With his own flav at the top.A 

young Gene Kelly in the making...It 

was incredible! 

JAKE: 

Listen!...Less then an hour D! 

TELEPHONE CONVERSATION ENDED: 

Jake looks up at his poster of Billy Dee Williams 

Billy Dee...they don’t hear me 

though..But this do! 

Jake snorts another line of coke 

(CONTINUED)


Huh! 

CUT TO: 

Death with his usual dark attire is ready to go for the 

party. He walks down the stairs in desperate need of a pep 

talk from his mother. Death’s house is very dark with a very 

eerie feeling. Mrs.Grim is sitting on the living room couch 

while reading a magazine. She is in her late 40’s,a heavy 

cigarette smoker,carrying a heavy Boston accident. 

INT. DEATH’S FAMILY LIVING ROOM-EVENING 

DEATH: 

Hey Ma 

MRS.GRIM: 

Why hello my son! Come give mother 

a kiss(Death proceeds to give his 

mother a kiss on her cheek.)...Ow! 

why do you look so sad for 

hunny?...Don’t tell me your getting 

influence by your Cousin Dev 

ways!...No not my son! I’ve heard 

stories of his behavior and I do 

not approve in it. You know he had 

the audacity to tell my sister! His 

mother! That she’s a "know it all 

bitch"...Even though she is,But!! 

No son should speak to his mother 

that way. I know his father is 

rolling around in his grave right 

now...Huh! Also he’s been going to 

the clubs in Worcester,always on 

that Heroin,always on some drug!... 

What’s that new one their on these 

days? 

TRANSITION CUT COUSIN DEV IS AT A CLUB DANCING: 

INT. OF WORCESTER CLUB-NIGHT 

COUSIN DEV: 

SWEATING ON THAT MOLLY!(While 

dancing on the dance floor) 

TRANSITION CUT BACK:

34. 

INT. DEATH’S FAMILY LIVING ROOM-EVENING 

DEATH: 

Ma!...I think I’m in love. 

MRS.GRIM: 

Oh My God! With who? Who’s the girl 

my son? I can’t believe it!...Jesus 

I told you my son wasn’t a fruit 

mangler. 

DEATH: 

Fruit Mangler? The girl is Sarah 

Emerson mom. 

MRS.GRIM: 

Oh! Mr.Emerson’s daughter? She is 

such a gorgeous young women...You 

know?...I see her father around 

town. He is always with this young 

hussy. I feel so bad for 

Mrs.Emerson... How could he just 

leave her for a young girl? Do you 

know what that does to a middle age 

women confidence? That why she 

should find herself one of them mid 

20 year old studs,give her a good 

bonking or two. 

DEATH: 

Ugh...Ma! 

Mrs.Grim starts to laugh 

MRS.GRIM: 

Believe me because if your father 

did that...Oh!..Thank god he’s 

dead. 

DEATH: 

Ma! 

MRS.GRIM: 

I’m just playing son!..Oh! I miss 

that man so much. 

She then picks up a photo of her and Death’s father when the 

two were younger. 

Death believe me she would be happy 

to have a boyfriend like you. 

Death looks in the camera,thinking "Yeah Right" 

(CONTINUED)


DEATH: 

Well how I’m I suppose to have a 

girlfriend when I’m Death. I’m the 

fucking Grim reaper I’m a... 

Death’s mother smacks him in the mouth 

MRS.GRIM: 

Hey! don’t you ever...ever! Use 

that language in my house 

again!...Just cause you have worry 

mouth,does mean you need to have a 

dirty mouth. 

DEATH: 

Ok! Ma!..Geez 

MRS.GRIM: 

If she..Sarah! Really does like 

you? she would look pass all of it. 

She would look pass your face,your 

skin, your clothes,the deaths! When 

I met ya father! I know what his 

career was and yes I was a little 

bit different. I was already a 

little darky into exorcism, cult 

recreations,somatosensory 

stimulation....Horror fantasy sex 

novels...you know all the things 

young women indulge into a one 

point of there life. 

Death is puzzled... 

What I’m tryna to say is...your a 

very sweet young man. And when you 

find that right girl you will make 

her happy and she will be happy to 

have a young man like you in her 

life. 

Death then puts on a smile 

DEATH: 

Thanks ma...I really do appreciate 

that. 

MRS.GRIM: 

Awww! No problem my son...I love 

you so much,come give me a hug. 

Death then proceeds to give his mother a hug,she wraps him 

up tight and smothers him with kisses...All of a sudden they 

both hear music blasting from outside. 

(CONTINUED)


JAKE: 

Death!...Death!...Bring ya bitch 

ass out hear! 

MRS.GRIM: 

Oh my god!...Is that,that nergo 

friend of yours out there? 

DEATH: 

Ma!...he’s name is Jake...this 

isn’t the 1960’s...you can’t call 

him a negro. The correct term is 

African American 

MRS.GRIM: 

What!...I’m far from racist...In 

case if you didn’t know. I had 

jungle fever at one time in my 

life...way before ya father came 

around. 

DEATH: 

...Alright ma!...I think I heard 

enough stories today...let’s catch 

up with some more a never day. 

INT OF JAKE’S CAR-EVENING 

JAKE: 

Death!...Hurry the hell up!(Starts 

beeping the horn)...I’m trying to 

get fuck up!(Jake then starts to 

sing along to a Reggae song 

"Clarkes" by Vybz Kartel) "Real 

badman nuh model inna 

shorts,Straight jeans cut off foot 

parts,Everybody haffi ask weh mi 

get mi Clarks,Everybody haffi ask 

weh mi get mi Clarks" 

Jake then starts to dance 

INT OF DEATH’S FAMILY HOUSE-EVENING 

DEATH: 

Alright ma!...I’ll be back later

37. 

INT OF JAKE’S CAR-EVENING 

JAKE: 

What it do bro! Ya ready for the 

party of a lifetime? 

DEATH: 

Yeah!...yeah man..I think so 

JAKE: 

You think..you think so? Man! I’m 

telling you...this right 

here..RIGHT HERE! Is your chance to 

impressive the whole school. Show 

them your the coolest motherfucker 

that hit this earth since.. that’s 

right...you know who I’m about to 

bring up? Since... 

Both say it at the same time... 

JAKE: 

Billy Dee "Motherfuckin" Williams! 

DEATH: 

Billy Dee Williams (not much 

enthusiasm) 

JAKE: 

Ya damn right D Money! this is a 

once in a lifetime 

event...especially for you (Death 

gives a down frown) You gotta take 

and own this moment man there ain’t 

gonna be no second chances.You 

gotta go in there like...Sarah,How 

ya doing girl? With your sexy fine 

ass? What ya need in ya life is 

some death baby?...Ya feel me man?! 

Ya feel me!? 

DEATH: 

(Laughing) I can’t say that Jake 

your fucking crazy man. She 

probably isn’t that happy that I 

just walked away from her earlier 

today. 

JAKE: 

Man...don’t worry about it,she’ll 

get over it. I’m telling you 

man...Why ya think all these 

hunnies want to sit them pretty 

(MORE) 

(CONTINUED)



things on my lips?...because of my 

game motherfucker.Yes! I know were 

not made from the same 

cloth.But!...in time,in time! You 

can learn. 

DEATH: 

Well I guess I have to learn fast 

since it’s the end of the school 

year man.You know she’s going to 

College in Colorado...I don’t know 

what to do!(Whiny) 

JAKE: 

For someone who’s only said one 

fucking ad lib to this girl. You 

sure know a whole lot about 

her...can you say stalker?! 

DEATH: 

Man! (Pushes Jake on the shoulder) 

You know everyone knows that,she’s 

the hottest,smartest girl in the 

school everyone knows what she’s is 

doing...Plus! My competition is the 

same guy who is throwing this party 

"Bradley A. Hailbeck" he gets all 

the girls man I can’t compete with 

that guy,it’s fucking impossible 

it’s... 

JAKE: 

Bro listen! Fuck...That...Shit.. 

It’s all about the your swag 

man...Bradley A.Hailbeck! He ain’t 

got no swag bro (Death nodes his 

head in agreement) and neither do 

you..(Death stops nodding).But I’m 

telling you...it’s all about 

confidence. You go in that 

party,like your the king of that 

shit man The women will be flocking 

to ya in no time and everybody is 

gonna want to be tapping that your 

ass bro.(Death has a confused look 

on his face) Now let’s get pump up! 

Pump,Pump,Pump,Pump,Pump,Pump,pump,pump 

it up!Hey I got some of that Molly 

in the passenger draw would you 

mind passing that shit to a mother 

fucker. 

(CONTINUED)


While Jake takes his eyes off the road,Death spots a older 

man walking in the middle of the road and warns Jake very 

quickly. 

DEATH: 

Jake!...watch out! 

JAKE: 

Oh Shit! 

Car moves out the way just in time as an old man is in the 

middle of the road. 

OLD MAN: 

Ya fucking gooks! 

JAKE: 

Wow! that was close man...How the 

hell are you death and you couldn’t 

even predict that shit man? 

DEATH: 

Sorry dude...my bad 

JAKE: 

It’s ok D...don’t beat yourself 

up,we all make mistakes...Just next 

time be more aware...Ok? 

Jake then blast the music louder and their off.After acouple 

of minutes Jake then stops the car again. 

JAKE: 

Oh...by the way we gotta stop by 

Addai’s house...he’s coming with us 

to the party. 

DEATH: 

Are you fucking kidding me! Addai 

got invited to the party and I 

didn’t? 

JAKE: 

Listen! don’t take your anger out 

on Addai. He’s a very nice young 

man just because he is the biggest 

drug dealer in this town doesn’t 

mean his heart isn’t full of gold. 

Not just any gold but Captain One 

Eye Black beard gold..OK! 

(CONTINUED)


DEATH: 

Damn Jake,I’m sorry... I didn’t 

know Addai meant so much to you 

Gesh! 

JAKE: 

Well he does!..because that 

motherfucker got the best Hashish 

this whack ass town has ever 

seen...yes sir! and tonight! is the 

night I am going all out...and 

ain’t no doubt...because Billy Dee 

Williams got that clout! Ya feel me 

D...Do you feel me? 

DEATH: 

Yeah...I feel ya Jake?...just 

promise me that you won’t die 

tonight. 

JAKE: 

Bro how am I gonna die when my best 

friend is Death! that is basically 

a free pass to do whatever. 

DEATH: 

Yeah!,Yeah!... well when I’m not 

around anymore then what are you 

gonna do? 

JAKE: 

Well!.. we’ll worry about that shit 

then. I ain’t fucking Mrs.Cleo! 

What do I look like...I’m not the 

second coming of Nostradamus...All 

the hard questions I can’t answer. 

They are off to Addai’s house 

CUT TO: 

Now inside the Hailbeck Residents a lavish mansion covered 

in the most luxurious and fancy interior sets. Bradley and 

his "Best friend"(uhmm lover) Gary are discussing 

expectations for the party tonight. 

INT BRADLEY A.HAILBECK’S BEDROOM-NIGHT 

BRADLEY: 

Ugh..Gary! 

(CONTINUED)


GARY: 

Yes Bradley!(glides over to him) 

BRADLEY: 

How does my hair look? 

Bradley is looking in the mirror with Gary behind him 

GARY: 

It looks wonderful Bradley...just 

wonderful! 

BRADLEY: 

I know! I just wanted to see what 

you would say.I went to Ignado,you 

know the short Dominican who works 

at Style By The Minute. He is such 

wiz when it comes to the perfect 

varsity side part...it’s injustice 

that I’m not on the cover of 

Cosmopolitan. 

GARY: 

(Gary rolls his eyes) I really 

don’t like him Bradley! I really 

don’t like when you go to see 

him...you know that.(Looks away 

from the mirror in disgusted) 

BRADLEY: 

Oh Gary! you get jealous so easily. 

He just does a wonderful job on my 

hair and you know this! Any way we 

don’t have time to babble back and 

forth about Ignado. 

Gary gives him a nasty look 

this party(With a smile)...this 

party is my opportunity to become 

the most popular,heterosexual 

teenage boy,this town has ever 

seen! (Gary rolls his eyes) and 

Sarah Emerson,well be all over 

these nuts. 

GARY: 

Her butt’s big... 

BRADLEY: 

Well Gary,that’s what’s in style 

today,you know with all the rap 

videos with all the tall,dark, 

handsome men (In a weird pondering 

state)...Huh! 

(CONTINUED)


GARY: 

Well,I can twerk it better! 

BRADLEY: 

Oh! hush Gary (Brad then joins Gary 

on the bed,sitting down) Sarah is 

just a diversion of the main goal. 

GARY: 

And what is that Bradley? 

BRADLEY: 

To be wordshipped Gary!...to be 

treated as if your existence was 

made to be written.To be praised 

and bathe as a man of royalty...To 

still be thought about when your 

off at college and your like 

man...Bradley was way more cooler 

then everyone else was.(C.U.Shot) 

GARY: 

Ugh! I don’t understand why you 

care so much anyways.Your already 

rich,you already have everything 

you want.You have gorgeous features 

from head to toe...isn’t that good 

enough? 

BRADLEY: 

Gary...do you really mean 

that?!(Excitedly) 

GARY: 

Mean what Bradley? 

BRADLEY: 

About..you know? My gorgeous 

features... 

Gary is now looking into Bradley’s eyes 

GARY: 

You know this Bradley!(He then 

Chuckles) Your beautiful dirty 

blond hair. Your chiseled jaw 

bone,just so manly but also screams 

look at me I’m vulnerable. 

BRADLEY: 

Oww ahh!,Please! Say more... 

(CONTINUED)


GARY: 

Your just so athletic and tall... 

BRADLEY: 

Yes! I’m tall and very athletic,my 

Pilates regime is strenuous. 

Bradley and Gary both move closer to one another as if they 

are about to kiss.They are then interrupted by Bradley’s 

cell. 

It’s Sarah!...get off me! 

Brad pushes Gary off of him,Gary lands on the floor 

GARY: 

Hah!! 

INTERCUT PHONE CONVERSATION: 

BRADLEY: 

What’s up Sarah? How’s ya fine ass 

doing?(Very Manly Tone) 

SARAH: 

Hi Bradley!...And I’m doing just 

fine (Rolling her eyes) I was just 

wondering,what time should me and 

my girls come around? 

BRADLEY: 

Well me and my homies 

SARAH: 

You mean Gary?... 

BRADLEY: 

Yeah!..I mean homey...you know what 

I’m saying,don’t be playing... we 

about to set up some shit up right 

now but make your way in about an 

hour and half...Ya feel me (Manly 

Tone) 

SARAH: 

Ok!..is there gonna be any pot 

there,tonight? Because I feel like 

smoking. You know...since it’s the 

end of the school year...I just 

feel like letting loose. 

BRADLEY: 

Ugh! No! definitely not! There will 

be no pot smoke.. 

(CONTINUED)


Gets a nudge from Gary... 

Oh! Um!...I mean of course 

girl!(Manly Tone) Ain’t no party if 

we can’t get are smoke on! 

SARAH: 

O...K...cool?...Well were gonna get 

ready.So I’ll see ya in a little 

bit ok? 

BRADLEY: 

OK,no doubt girl,I’ll see ya soon 

and kept it tight!... 

PHONE CONVERSATION ENDED: 

Bradley disconnects the conversation,with a confused look on 

his face.Gary also looks confused as well as Sarah. 

Ugh! How did I sound Gary? Did I 

ensued the confidences of a 

masculine macho man?...a man who 

takes charge? 

GARY: 

You sounded like a perverted black 

guy Bradley. 

BRADLEY: 

Whatever Gary! I needed to sell the 

part...Ok! She wants to smoke pot? 

Gary...smoke pot? (confused) 

Doesn’t she know that marijuana 

causes break outs and over eating? 

GARY: 

Her ass is already fat anyways 

BRADLEY: 

Fucking Stoners! I don’t want 

stoners at my party! This whole 

house well need to be rinse and 

sprayed with anti bacteria right 

after it’s over.Just...just so much 

for Maria the house maid to 

do...Yes! she’s Mexican and 

pregnant,but I don’t wanna make it 

that hard on her. I can’t even 

understand her half the time... 

ugh! These pot smoking,dirty finger 

nailing,assholes will just destroy 

my house.I don’t know what to do! 

Gary! (emphasis) 

(CONTINUED)


GARY: 

You know what...Bradley! (emphasis) 

you need to loose up a bit maybe 

it’s best if you have some of these 

weedlen stoners around...You did 

say you want to be remembered 

as the coolest and most popular 

"heterosexual" male in Rollins 

High...Right!? 

BRADLEY: 

I know Gary,I did say that...Umm 

He rest his head on Gary’s shoulders 

You know what? I need to man up! 

Forget these low life 

stoners,forget Sarah and her big 

ole butt,forget it all because 

TONIGHT!...Will be my night! 

GARY: 

Oh! please Bradley...you sound like 

a transgender mix of J-Lo and Danny 

boy from Grease. 

BRADLEY: 

Shut up Gary! and Kiss me! 

Bradley and Gary are now getting imitate 

GARY: 

Be gentle Bradley...wow! your lips 

are like a slick walrus. 

BRADLEY: 

Odobenus Rosmarus! 

GARY: 

Hehehe..you so Crazy! 

INT. SARAH EMERSON BEDROOM-EVENING 

Meanwhile at Sarah Emerson’s house,her and her three friends 

Jenny,Gloria,Vicky V are in Sarah’s room discussing the 

party as well as other things. 

JENNY: 

O...my...gawd! I can not wait for 

the party tonight it is gonna be so 

exciting! 

(CONTINUED)


GLORIA: 

I know gurl. They better have some 

sexy men there because I can’t look 

this good if there’s a whole bunch 

of geek’s around. (Attitude) 

SARAH: 

Gloria! I am sure Bradley wouldn’t 

invite any geeks to his house.. you 

know how he is. 

VICKY V: 

Yeah...so full of his self 

Sarah looks as if she agrees 

GLORIA: 

So what girl,I think he’s sexy! You 

need to stop fronting...and give 

that man some.Because we know 

little "Ms.Princess" is still a 

virgin. 

SARAH: 

Uh!...Gloria that is so uncalled 

for. I’m waiting for someone 

right...Someone who is nice and 

smart and who actually loves me for 

who I’m. 

GLORIA: 

Ow!.. Sarah don’t tell me your 

thinking about Death. I saw how 

y’all where looking at each other 

earlier...Umm Hmm 

SARAH: 

What are you talking about we...we 

were just talking...I feel so sorry 

what Bradley did to him 

earlier...he didn’t have to 

embarrass him that way. 

GLORIA: 

Well...what do you except? That’s 

what men do...their primal 

instincts kick in when they want 

something. What you carrying down 

here(pointing to her lower area) 

can have the closest of 

friends,become to the worst of 

enemies.You know the phrase "men 

run the world" well in all 

(MORE) 

(CONTINUED)


GLORIA: (cont’d) 

reality...the only reason the men 

are running is because we don’t 

have to run because their running 

for us. 

VICKY V: 

Gloria I’m getting a vision!...I 

see...I see...I see! A gold digger 

future for you. 

GLORIA: 

What ever Vicky...I’m just saying 

Bradley is hot! and Death is... 

not! 

SARAH: 

Ok! but looks aren’t everything 

Gloria. Bradley yes,is gorgeous but 

kinda to gorgeous you know? 

VICKY V: 

He’s probably gay... 

JENNY AND GLORIA: 

Huh!(In Shock) 

GLORIA: 

Vicky...No! Just because he’s 

gorgeous doesn’t mean he’s gay.I 

have a cousin name Petey,we call 

him Pee Pee for short,you know! 

He’s always been into dressing 

good,always been into style.And 

when we was younger he used to do 

my nails and fix my hair and he was 

really good at it.And as he got 

older he started dressing into 

women’s clothes but he said he was 

just in a stage in his life.Where 

he was just trying to express 

himself...but that don’t make him 

gay. 

VICKY V: 

Umm...yeah Gloria 

JENNY: 

Well Sarah,trust me... their are 

gonna be other hot guys there 

also.Because I know Jake is coming 

and he is as hot as they come. 

(CONTINUED)


GLORIA: 

Jenny! I can’t believe you still 

mess with that low life. 

VICKY V: 

Seriously! 

JENNY: 

Listen! Jake is not a low life,if 

you really get to know him. He 

actually a very wonderful soul...he 

just struggled threw a sex 

addiction. 

GLORIA: 

Girl Please! 

VICKY V: 

Yeah...a sex addiction? he gave you 

that bullshit? 

JENNY: 

No! really,the last time I caught 

him cheating on me,he was almost in 

tears.I never seen a man so beat 

down like that before I just 

couldn’t be mad. 

VICKY V: 

Oh! Jenny!...I’m getting another 

vision...I see...I see,I see! a 

lonely housewife,who so naive about 

her husband adultery that she 

covers her sadness in alcohol and 

Klonopins. 

Sarah and Gloria start to laugh 

JENNY: 

What ever Vicky 

Sarah’s father Mr.Emerson has now enter the room with he is 

a middle age white male wearing professional attire. He is 

also accompany by his girlfriend Mindy who is a mid 20’s 

white women,with a preppy look to her. 

MR.EMERSON: 

Sarah!...Honey! Is everything 

alright in here? 

SARAH: 

Yes dad!... everything is fine 

where just having a girl talk. 

(CONTINUED)


THE OTHER GIRLS: 

Hi Mr.Emerson! 

MR.EMERSON: 

Why! Hello girls very nice seeing 

you all. I hope you ladies are 

keeping it PG in here..because I 

know I’m not...(He then starts to 

laugh) 

The girls laugh as well,then have a silent pause after 

Awe Ladies! Where’s my manners... 

this is the new lady in my 

life...Mindy! 

MINDY: 

Hello Girls! 

THE GIRLS: 

Hello Mindy! 

Sarah Rolls her eyes... 

MR.EMERSON: 

So what’s in the plans for tonight 

girls? Thinking about throwing it 

down with the posse. Dropping it 

like it’s hot, then cooling it down 

for the boys because they ain’t 

getting none? 

The girls are in a awkward silence... 

SARAH: 

Dad! No! where going to a party 

tonight. 

MINDY: 

Woo! Party! 

MR.EMERSON: 

Oh I see honey! cag stands,passing 

around a couple bowls? binge 

drinking marathons and funnel hand 

stands till ya pass out?...Huh! 

These things feel like something I 

experience before? 

MINDY: 

Yes honey! Because we did 

experience them...Remember last 

weekend? 

(CONTINUED)


MR.EMERSON: 

But hunny!...I thought we went to 

your Sorority party...down at 

Amherst? 

MINDY: 

Yes Hunny! We did,that’s where we 

got fuck up at!! 

VICKY V: 

Sorority Party?(whispers to Gloria) 

MR.EMERSON: 

Wow!..I just realized that girls! 

I’m telling ya I was so fucking 

wasted...you know what Dear...I 

think,I think I remember it now. I 

pissed in that fish tank? Didn’t I? 

I pissed in the fish tank! I’m so 

embarrassed. 

MINDY: 

Oh! Hunny...don’t beat yourself up 

MR.EMERSON: 

Tell the girls in the sorority,I 

will pay for all the damages...I’m 

a madman baby...a madman of fun! 

MINDY: 

Hunny don’t worry,nobody was mad. 

We all done it before...except piss 

in the fish tank...that was a first 

babe but still. 

The girls look confused... 

MR.EMERSON: 

The madman is in me Mindy...I got 

to set him free,he lives in my soul 

and takes control of my insides. 

Screaming and shouting "DRINK,SMOKE 

AND FUCK! LET THE ANIMAL OUT OF HIS 

HABITAT"....Huh! No wonder those 

cops stops us.They must of thought 

I was a drunken pedophile,they 

could see it in my eyes...you saved 

my ass on that one baby...I owe you 

my darling. 

SARAH: 

Ugh! 

(CONTINUED)


MINDY: 

Honey they weren’t gonna take my 

sweaty pie away from me no there 

weren’t. 

MR.EMERSON: 

I know my sweaty pie! that’s why I 

love you so much. 

MINDY: 

No!.. 

MR.EMERSON: 

Ah! 

MINDY: 

That’s why I love you so much 

They both look at each other in daze,their passion is fill 

with love and emotion. 

MR.EMERSON: 

Aw with you fine ass gurl! you know 

I can’t wait to wax that ass later. 

MINDY: 

Umm you gonna treat me filthy 

bitch?! and take control of me. 

MR.EMERSON: 

You know what it do girl! 

MINDY: 

Aw...Do the Michael Clark Duncan 

voice from the Green Mile...do it! 

MR.EMERSON: 

Oh Yes! I’m gonna lay that ass down 

tonight...I swears to ya gurl! 

MINDY: 

Treat me like a prison bitch! 

They start grabbing and kissing each other in front of the 

girls. 

SARAH: 

Dad! get out of my room...uh! 

That’s so disgusting. 

MR.EMERSON: 

Sorry Sweetie! we got caught in a 

moment...girls again have a good 

(MORE) 

(CONTINUED)


MR.EMERSON: (cont’d) 

time tonight and stay fly 

I,I,I,I,I,I,I! You remember that 

song? 

SARAH: 

Dad...Get the hell out! 

Mr.Emerson and Mindy quickly exit the room on there way to 

make love. 

JENNY: 

Sarah your dad is.... 

SARAH: 

I know an idiot! 

GLORIA: 

Damn girl!...that’s a man right 

there...shit! if your dad was 

single I would differently let him 

do that Michael Clark Duncan on me. 

VICKY V: 

I would fuck em 

Nodding her head in a "Yes" manner 

JENNY: 

Seriously can you say hottie! 

Vicky V and Jenny hi five each other... 

SARAH: 

Uh!,gross...I don’t know what’s 

wrong with him! Ever since my mom 

and him got the divorce,it seems 

like he’s trying to live out his 

college years again like...like 

he’s trying to prove something. 

It’s like dad hello! I call you dad 

for a reason! Act your damn age! 

Mr.Emerson rushes back into her room 

MR.EMERSON: 

Hunny! Sorry to interrupt again but 

by chance...do you have any 

rubbers? 

JENNY: 

Oh! I Do! 

(CONTINUED)


SARAH: 

Dad!...get the hell out! 

MR.EMERSON: 

Throw it! 

Jenny then throws it to him 

...Thanks! 

He quickly leaves the room,Sarah is mad from Jenny’s 

actions. 

JENNY: 

What!...I couldn’t leave the man 

hanging? 

SARAH: 

Well at least we know you and 

Jake!...Are keeping it safe. 

JENNY: 

What eves 

GLORIA: 

Ok!..so what time is this party 

starting at? I am ready to get 

drunk! 

VICKY V: 

Seriously! Fucking black the fuck 

out tonight. 

JENNY: 

Vic you know it’s not good to black 

out. 

SARAH: 

I know! how if somebody tries to 

take advantage of you? 

VICKY V: 

Fucking let em 

GLORIA: 

Girl! Are serious? 

JENNY: 

Vicky! you are a very beautiful 

girl...you know that! maybe...maybe 

if you stop swearing like a trucker 

and grabbing your crotch and 

actually shave down there. You 

could get a guy...you know? 

(CONTINUED)


VICKY V: 

Suck a dick Jenny...actually even 

better...suck a big fucking Jake 

chlamydia spouting dick. 

She then proceeds to stick her middle finger up 

JENNY: 

Ugh! (In Shock)...If Jake had an 

STD wouldn’t you think I would of 

been pissing out fire by now...huh 

Vicky?! 

VICKY V: 

Well you know Jenny,sometimes 

people can have an STD and not even 

feel it! 

GLORIA: 

Oh My goodness! You know what!... 

That happened to my cousin Paco. 

Yep! I remember they had to stick a 

cue tip in his ding a ling and he 

shitted his self because it hurt so 

bad. Everyone is disgusted... 

SARAH: 

Ugh Gloria! 

GLORIA: 

What!?... No Lie 

SARAH: 

I don’t wanna hear about your 

cousins Paco’s tip dick right 

now...Ok! 

GLORIA: 

Fine...It’s cool girl (Sadly).. 

SARAH: 

Sorry I don’t mean to be a bitch 

but... 

VICKY V: 

But you are 

Sarah gives Vicky a look... 

SARAH: 

Well! I’m not trying to! But I just 

don’t know what to do.(In a 

whiny,aggravated mannerism) I feel 

(MORE) 

(CONTINUED)


SARAH: (cont’d) 

like Bradley is trying to make me 

into his trophy girl or girlfriend 

for this party and I don’t even 

like him I feel like he’s using 

this party just to say. Hey I’m 

rich and you know this and let me 

just show it...Do you like what you 

see Sarah? (Mocking Bradley) 

VICKY V: 

No fucking way (Sarcastically) 

SARAH: 

Yes! Vicky,...yeah he’s attractive 

but his personality just sucks. 

He’s such a self center ass hole 

that only tries to get on 

top...Ugh! 

VICKY V: 

Ladies...we have a modern day 

Sherlock Holmes. 

SARAH: 

What...ever! 

VICKY V: 

I’m just joshing ya Sarah 

GLORIA: 

You know what girls! it’s 

whatever...lets go there drink all 

these assholes alcohol. And party 

it up! 

Everyone is in joy from Gloria’s motivational speech. 

Mr.Emerson walks back in... 

MR.EMERSON: 

Hunny!,ugh...sorry to bother ya 

again...but...but do you think. 

Mindy and me can use your 

dildo?...Um you know the 

rattlesnake doesn’t rise in the 

garden like it use to and ah... 

SARAH: 

Dad! Oh...my...god! get out!...Now! 

MR.EMERSON: 

Sorry hunny! It was just...have 

fun! 

(CONTINUED)


Mr.Emerson then rushes out of Sarah’s Room. The girls are 

now getting ready to prepare for the party. 

CUT TO: 

Principal Spade is now posted in a tree house of Billy 

Rangold. A twelve year old neighbor of Sarah Emerson. 

Principal Spade is on a mission to find out more information 

on the party. He’s peeping on the girls with a par of 

binoculars and crafty Bionic Ear & Booster Amplified 

Parabolic Dish Microphone Hearing Listening Kit. 

INT.BILLY RANGOLD TREE HOUSE-EVENING 


Oh!...Feeling kinda dirty from 

watching the young women undress 

and fiddle around in there 

inappropriate party attire for the 

night. But I’m a man on a mission 

and the mission is simple and 

clear. Clear as a windshield on a 

Boston police cruiser when you 

chasing a bad guy at top speed over 

the Zakim Bridge...preferably on a 

cool summer night. With the 

pleasure of not knowing if my dick 

is hard or if my gun is offset in 

my holster...The only thing I know 

is something’s poking my thigh. 

This thought of Bradley A.Hailbeck 

is putting my dick in a very 

flaccid state. With the rumblings 

of his party and me not 

knowing...it just gets my blood at 

a very high rate. See I’m the type 

of guy where minding my business is 

never in my preface...some say 

asshole...I just say acceptance. 

Static noises from the transmission of The Bionic Ear. 

JENNY(FROM TRANSMISSION): 

Hey Jake...I miss you 

baby!...Oh...Oh....Huh...Huh...Ok!...What...What! 

Death is coming with you to the 

party?...I thought he wasn’t 

invited?...Oh...Oh!...Well...don’t 

go crazy on anyone tonight Jake 

...Ok...Ok!...Yes I know...Billy 

Dee wouldn’t approve...Ok baby I’ll 

see you soon. So Sarah looks like 

your dream is coming true. 

(CONTINUED)


SARAH(FROM TRANSMISSION): 

He’s coming?!...Death’s coming? 

JENNY(FROM TRANSMISSION): 

Huh!..Yes Sarah...your Gothic Suave 

is coming...Jake doesn’t give a 

shit!...he’s bring him. 

SARAH(FROM TRANSMISSION): 

I wonder how Bradley will handle 

this. 


Well,Well...it looks like the plot 

has just thicken plumper boy. 

The Camera shows Billy Rangold standing in the corner. 

the young Bradley is in for a rude 

awakening. It looks like his arch 

nemesis Death is packing some 

mighty ripe Grapefruits underneath 

them trousers. This news will 

definitely nudge Bradley’s ego... 

and I will be the one to shut down 

the festa...call it an extra layer 

of icing on the cake. You would 

know something about that fat boy. 

BILLY RANGOLD: 

Excuse me sir...Will you be taken 

much long?...I must go inside for 

Dinner. 


Ugh...Dinner? Didn’t the snacks 

give you enough pleasure. Your 

cholesterol must be as high as the 

Buddhist monasteries Taung 

Kalat...but you wouldn’t know 

anything about that. Food for 

thought kid...cut down on the fatty 

acids,sugars,Monosodium 

Glutamate,high fructose corn 

syrup,potassium Benzoate and 

Hydrogentated oils and then maybe 

one day you can be like the man you 

see threw your pudgie little eye 

lids...a strong man at that. 


So...can I go in now?.... 

(CONTINUED)



Ugh!...yeah I guess,I’ll make sure 

I put everything back n order and 

clean up everything before I 

leave...thank you again Billy. 


Your welcome weird man 

Billy then rushes out of the tree house 


Hopeless is my inside expression. 

The young lad should be happy that 

I judge him for his appearance 

before he enters the jungle know as 

"high school". They will tear him 

apart and the cafeterias will miss 

lead him.I can’t save everyone 

though...the main mission is 

tonight and that’s the only thing 

that matters.I hope Bradley 

A.Hailbeck has Depends...because 

I’m go prison style on that ass 

tonight. 

CUT TO: 

EXT. OUTSIDE OF ADDAI SHUKLA’S HOUSE-EVENING 

Jake and Death have now reach Addai’s House,they make their 

way to Addai’s front door and ring the doorbell.Addai’s mom 

Ms.Shukla answers. She is a middle age Middle Eastern women. 

MS.SHUKLA: 

What the fuck do you want!? 

JAKE: 

Huh!!.. Hi Ms.Shukla is Addai home? 

MS.SHUKLA: 

Yeah that sorry excuse is 

hear...and!? 

JAKE: 

Oh!...Well where his friends,I’m 

Jake and this is Death (Death Waves 

Hi) 

MS.SHUKLA: 

God Damn! You an ugly motherfucker! 

Buddha must cursed your mother 

before you was born. 

(CONTINUED)


DEATH: 

Umm...thank...you 

MS.SHUKLA: 

Like seriously? did she mix crack 

with Newports and alcohol and then 

go on 60 minutes and say this is 

what you shouldn’t do when your 

pregnant?...I’m just 

wondering...that’s all. 

JAKE: 

(Laughing) That was a good one 

Ms.Shukla...Woo! 

MS.SHUKLA: 

Shut up hell up!...I got more of 

those for your black ass too. 

Jake stops laughing and looks hurt... 

Well are you both just gonna stand 

out there. Come in! come in! 

INT. ADDAI’S FAMILIES HOUSE-EVENING 

I don’t know where that lazy 

bastard Addai is. He’s probably 

jacking off his kaish...you know he 

don’t get no pussy...ADDAI! ADDAI! 

Addai appears at the top of stairwell.He is 18 years old 

Indian American wearing normal teenage attire. 

ADDAI: 

What is it mom!? 

MS.SHUKLA: 

Listen! Who the hell ya yelling 

at?! 

ADDAI: 

You! You crazy ass bitch! What the 

fuck is up with all the 

hostility?...Gesh! 

MS.SHUKLA: 

Listen you Yebeben! I brought you 

into this world,so I have no 

problem bringing you back to Ali!. 

I will put my foot so far up ya ass 

while at the same time you get 

bitch slapped with eight hands of 

Shiva. I don’t care if Blackie and 

Blackie are here to witness. 

(CONTINUED)


ADDAI: 

Mother! I’m sorry...Ok there was no 

excuses for me to raise my voice at 

you and to call you a crazy ass 

bitch. 

MS.SHUKLA: 

You know! (Getting teary eyed) if 

you father was still alive... 

ADDAI: 

Ma please!...There is no need to 

bring up that Yebeben!...Ugh! I 

can’t kept this a secret 

anymore...Ma he bounce on us,he 

ain’t dead. 

MS.SHUKLA: 

No! No Son! You must not speak 

about him like that. 

ADDAI: 

Ma! poppa lives in Compton. Right 

off of South Fe Avenue across from 

uncle Rudra’s Wing Stop. He didn’t 

want me to tell you! I was trying 

to protect you mother...but I can’t 

lie about it anymore. 

MS.SHUKLA: 

Ah! you tell your mother such 

filth! That is a lie Addai! 

ADDAI: 

Ma his exact words where "If you 

tell your crazy ass mother where I 

stay,I swear to Ali! that I will 

blow up a damn post office and then 

blame it on having a fucking crazy 

ex wife"...His exact words mother! 

MS.SHUKLA: 

Ah!...that asshole!...I know he 

still loves me. 

ADDAI: 

Yo dudes!...come on! I can’t take 

this shit anymore! I’mma be the 

next one to leave! 

Jake and Death go up the stairs to meet Addai... 

(CONTINUED)


JAKE: 

What’s Up Bro!... I feel ya pain 

man my mom crazy ass hell to. 

Jake gives Addai a certain handshake... 

ADDAI: 

Man!...That bitch crazy!,that’s why 

my dad gotta new shawty and that 

ass is crazy fat. Ya feel me 

fellas!...Stack like a camel back I 

need something of that! 

JAKE: 

Umm! I feel you my dude...That 

Ghetto Booty?! 

ADDAI: 

That Ghetto Booty!! 

Shaking and Nodding his head 

JAKE: 

Ow!...I ain’t mad at him 

ADDAI: 

Your not mad at him?...I’m not mad 

at Him! Death!...What’s up man,see 

ya making the trip with us out 

tonight? 

DEATH: 

Yeah!,kinda of nervous...Jake told 

me to tag along. 

ADDAI: 

Tag Along?...You mean you wasn’t 

invited? 

DEATH: 

Naw dude....I wasn’t invited 

Death has his head down and embarrassed,Jake Hits Addai in 

the arm. 

ADDAI: 

Aw shit Jake!...Listen my brother! 

if we in there,you in there bro 

...Ya Feel Me! 

DEATH: 

..I feel you... 

(CONTINUED)


ADDAI: 

(Pushes Death to get him Amp up) 

Motherfucker! Ya Feel Me! 

DEATH: 

Uh!? 

JAKE: 

Man come on! (Speaking at Addai to 

go into his room)...you sounded 

like you about to blow up some 

shit. 

ADDAI: 

Jake you with these racist 

bullshit again!...just because I’m 

middle eastern doesn’t mean I’m 

ready to blow some shit up and wear 

a fucking turban. You don’t hear me 

saying you look like you about to 

eat some fried chicken and slip 

some Hen Rock and have sex with 

some fat white women every single 

day. 

JAKE: 

You know?...the chicken and Hen 

rock would not be bad right now but 

the fat white women...Shoot why 

not...Yo! what is this?....Is that 

what I think it is? 

Pointing to a bag of potent weed... 

ADDAI: 

Yes it is motherfucker! That’s is 

High Grade Bacla! 

JAKE: 

In English! 

ADDAI: 

This here is what a stoner lives 

for,what we breath for.We imagine 

it in are dreams and when we wake 

up...the first thing we grab...is 

this my friend and when you smoke 

it...you feel like,you have reach 

the heavens and bust your first nut 

again... 

(CONTINUED)


DEATH: 

Bro,that sounds pretty extreme 

ADDAI: 

Yes it is my friend(Kisses it)..Yes 

it Is. 

JAKE: 

Shit! let me try some of that then! 

ADDAI: 

No Jake! I need to test it out some 

more!It is not weed sda approved 

yet. 

JAKE: 

Yeah?...Well shit! your talking to 

the master of testing shit right 

here! 

ADDAI: 

Jake! No,you don’t understand! this 

is not your normal weed my friend 

one puff of this,can cause over 

eating and intense paranoia. 

JAKE: 

Shit!...That ain’t nothing new 

ADDAI: 

But it is my friend!.. The other 

side effect that it can cause...Is 

Death! 

Jake and Death then look at each other then start laughing 

profusely... 

JAKE: 

Yo! do you hear this dude right 

hear? Death! 

Starts to laugh again... 

DEATH: 

Bro listen! I can smoke that shit 

and I wouldn’t die. 

JAKE: 

Uhh,Uhh (Crying in laughter) Your 

killing me man,damn! 

(CONTINUED)


ADDAI: 

Ha! Ha! motherfuckers very funny 

but still... neither you or robe 

boy ain’t trying this shit...just 

yet! but I got something else 

meet...Diploma! 

While enjoying the marijuana fest served by Addai. The three 

are flipping back and forth between watching cable 

television and videos on Youtube. 

MUSIC VIDEO: 

ADDAI: 

Oh Shit! This is the fucking man 

right here. 

JAKE: 

(Takes a pull of the weed) Who dat? 

DEATH: 

Isn’t his name Insanity? or 

something like that? 

ADDAI: 

No! His name is Stdesy,he’s the 

fucking man! I went to see him 

perform live,there was so many 

bitches everywhere...Praise Ali! 

DEATH: 

Turn it up bro! 

Music artist Stdesy is performing his song "What’s the check 

up for" The Song is a RnB song,Stdesy and his female 

companion are laying in his bed talking to each other,the 

instrumental of the music is playing under the 

conversation.... 

INT. BEDROOM IN STDESY MUSIC VIDEO-MORNING 

STDESY: 

Girl,you know I love you 

VIDEO MODEL: 

I know...I know baby! 

STDESY: 

So stop all the worrying 

(CONTINUED)


MUSIC VIDEO ENDS: 

VIDEO MODEL: 

But those bumps on your... 

STDESY: 

Baby,baby! Listen..it’s hereditary 

just a gift and curse from all this 

love.All this love I got for you 

baby...it’s all wrap inside...all 

inside! But I got one question for 

you baby and the question I got for 

you is...What’s the check up for? 

The song begins to play... 

ADDAI: 

That was fucking amazing! Stdesy’s 

you a bad motherfucker! 

DEATH: 

Yeah I can definitely feel the 

passion in his music(Sarcastically) 

JAKE: 

Yeah! But he ain’t no Billy Dee 

Williams...Carry On! 

ADDAI: 

Motherfucker! he better then Billy 

Dee Williams. 

JAKE: 

Shut your Kish poo ass up with that 

rubbish. 

ADDAI: 

Bitch! Call me a Kush poo again,I 

swear on Ali! I will light ya ass 

up with Borccadin. 

JAKE: 

Whatever....Bitch! 

Addai and Jake start to argue back and forth. A small 

physical altercation has taken place. 

DEATH: 

Fuck guys!,get a grip they both are 

phenomenal artist...ok? But Jake 

honestly Billy Dee hasn’t been 

relevant in about 20 years dude! 

(CONTINUED)


JAKE: 

Huh! How dare you? How dare you!? 

Motherfucker! dude was in 

Undercover Brother...obviously a 

cult classic. 

ADDAI: 

Are you fucking kidding me!? 

DEATH: 

Yeah....Cult classic alright 

JAKE: 

Listen! Shut the fuck up...Addai! 

ADDAI: 

Addai!?.. Just me? 

JAKE: 

I’m tell ya’ll a little something 

about the man they called Billy 

Dee...Bily Dee William December 

Williams Jr., Yes!... junior was 

born April 6,1937 in New York,New 

York.. he first appeared on 

Broadway,in the play The Firebrand 

of Florence in 1945. When he was 8 

years old In 1959 he made his film 

debut in the academy award 

nominated The Last Angry Man And 

rose to stardom in the made for TV 

film Brian’s Song where he portrays 

former NFL running back Gale Sayers 

the film became so popular that 

they soon released it in theaters 

he was also nominated for an Emmy 

award for that picture and then 

returned to Broadway back in 1960 

in the play The Cool World Due to 

his commercial success he became 

one of the most well know and 

successful black actors in 

Hollywood and especially around the 

time of the Blaxploition genre In 

the 1980’s Mr.Williams then played 

the part of Lando Calrissian in the 

Star Wars trilogy and as well his 

success in the 1990’s with roles 

like Harvey Dent in Batman He also 

dibble in the music field,with the 

Jazz LP entitled "Let’s Misbehave" 

Which! landed him a appearance on 

the legendary Motown 

25:Yesterday,Today,Forever... 

(CONTINUED)


ADDAI: 

Holy Fuck! Are you finish man!? 

Gesh! I thought I was going in a 

trance because of all this 

bullshit! 

JAKE: 

Man whatever! 

DEATH: 

Jake thanks for the history lesson 

but what’s the point your trying to 

make? 

JAKE: 

The point is...(Zooming into a CU 

shot) Don’t talk bad about the 

baddest motherfucker in the 

universe. Especially if you can’t 

tell the smell of shit that is 

coming off your shoe.From the smell 

of shit that is projected off your 

breath... 

Awkard silence 

OK! I think it’s time the get up 

and head to this party. 

ADDAI: 

Yeah?! I’m down(Nervously)...a 

motherfucker need some fresh air. 

DEATH: 

Yeah?! Sounds good to me to 

(Nervously) 

The three friends are now making there way outta Addai’s 

house. Excited for what the night is gonna bring,Death 

however is still more nervous then excited but how can you 

tell he’s death? Since he knows his best friend Jake in his 

corner his worries are a little less settling. The three 

make there way into Jake’s car armed with drugs,booze and 

the passion of having a damn good time....(Meanwhile!) 

INT. OF BRADLEY A.HAILBECK’S HOUSE-NIGHT 

In Broadway musical style,Bradley and Gary break out into a 

song and dance spectacle on how rich they are and how it 

makes them much better then everyone else. 

CUT TO:

68. 

We now join back up with the gang of Death,Jake and 

Addai,they are making their way to Bradley’s party. As well 

as getting high and drinking,these actions might bring 

trouble down the road. 

INT OF JAKE’S CAR-NIGHT 

ADDAI: 

Oh my goddness! to the warm nipples 

of Shiva I’m so fucking wasted! 

Death is laughing because he is enjoying life....Ironic? 

JAKE: 

Addai can you chill the fuck out! 

Yall sand motherfuckers don’t know 

how to act n shit that’s way y’all 

always on the news. 

ADDAI: 

Really Jake?! you got some nerve 

talking about me and my people on 

the news.Yous motherfucker is 

always on the news. 

JAKE: 

What you mean yous motherfuckers? 

ADDAI: 

Motherfucker!? ...U 

motherfuckers,you black ashy 

motherfuckers! Like seriously every 

time I turn on the news it’s always 

...today someone has been shoot in 

hood just like every other day 

because it’s all about the same 

shit....NOTHING! NOTHING! 

NOTHING!,there is no reason y’all 

keep killing each other. It’s over 

the most stupidest shit. 

JAKE: 

Like yall the one’s to talk,all 

yall terrorist motherfuckers is 

always on every news channel. Like 

I swear to god the news to a 

terrorist is like sponsors to 

NASCAR. 

ADDAI: 

Dude! Do I look like a terrorist to 

you? I’m your fucking drug dealer 

(MORE) 

(CONTINUED)


ADDAI: (cont’d) 

you jou domstuk bak! Plus my family 

comes from a long generation of 

farmers. 

JAKE: 

Where’s there any grass in the 

middle east Addai!? 

Jake and Addai proceed to argue back and forth 

DEATH: 

Alright! The both of you’s...like 

goddamn,ya made your points. 

JAKE: 

Hey Bro! don’t be using god’s name 

in vein. 

DEATH: 

He’s a relative,I’m sure he doesn’t 

give a fuck...Listen! we’re heading 

to the most important event that 

has ever happen in my miserable 

life.This...this will be the first 

time that I even get to be in the 

same room as any and every popular 

kid at Rollins High and of course 

Sarah! This will be my last 

opportunity to a least have a 

conversation with her...Hey! I’ll 

even take a statement...so if you 

guys wouldn’t mind. Can you chill 

out on the arguing...please? 

ADDAI: 

Hey D! I didn’t know it meant that 

much to you and I’m sorry man. 

DEATH: 

Hey it’s cool dude 

Addai and Death exchange a handshake 

JAKE: 

Hey I’m sorry to homie,you know all 

I wanted you to do is have a good 

time...You know this! 

DEATH: 

I know man 

Jake grabs death shoulder to insure him 

(MORE) 

(CONTINUED)


DEATH: (cont’d) 

anyways we both know that middle 

easterns are the new blacks to 

discriminant against. 

JAKE: 

See I told you! 

ADDAI: 

Man fuck you both! you both some 

ugly motherfuckers! 

JAKE: 

Ugly!?...Homie I’m pretty...I’m the 

defination of prettiness..don’t 

ever disrespect. 

While everyone is bickering and Jake is not paying attention 

he then hits a cop car from behind 

DEATH: 

Oh shit! Jake...man! 

JAKE: 

Oh Shit!,Fuck! 

ADDAI: 

Oh man we’re fucking screwed... 

Look at all the drugs...Look at it! 

JAKE: 

Bro just calm down...relax and 

everything will be fine. 

ADDAI: 

Motherfucker telling me to 

relax..ok,ok I’m relax...BUT! 

what’s not fucking relax is that 

i’m a fucking middle eastern drug 

dealer with a black motherfucker 

and the devils wingman...Sorry D,no 

offense! 

DEATH: 

He’s my cousin Addai and I only 

wingman for him once...and the 

results weren’t that 

great....ugh(pondering) 

Two African-American Police officers get out of the Police 

Cruiser and approach Jake’s car. 

(CONTINUED)


JAKE: 

Word! They some brothers,I got this 

everybody stay clam. 

Jake pulls down his car window,a very strong weed smell 

escapes out the car... 

EXT.OUTSIDE OF JAKE’S CAR-NIGHT 

BLACK POLICE OFFICERS 2(JAY): 

Goddamn! Nigga what...What u 

smoking on?(Starts to smell the 

weed over dramatically) Damn! 

Black Police officer 1 Signals to his partner to chill out 

BLACK POLICE OFFICER 1(MAY): 

Having a good night fellas? 

INT.JAKE’S CAR-NIGHT 

JAKE: 

Oh! yes sir! where just making are 

way to a friends house for a 

graphic novel discussion that takes 

place every Friday,Sir.(Looking at 

his friends for approval) 



Right...Well as you can see,your 

car hit the back of my police 

cruiser. While at a stop sign and 

from the strong smell of marijuana 

and those empty beer bottles under 

your feet. The cause of the 

situation is probably on what we 

just spoke on. 

INT. JAKE’S CAR-NIGHT 

JAKE: 

Yes Sir...you make a good point,I 

totally agree.(Looking at his 

friends for approval)

72. 

EXT. OUTSIDE OF JAKE’S CAR-NIGHT 

Both Officers looking at each other in confusion 

BLACK POLICE OFFICER 2(JAY): 

Yo May! I think dude trying to be 

slick. 

INT.JAKE’S CAR-NIGHT 

JAKE: 

Uh..No Sir I wouldn’t do 

that(Looking at his friends for 

approval) 



Yo May! I think he trying to 

undermined ya.I think he think we 

some kinda suckers! 


You know what Jay! I think you 

right... ALL YALL GET THE HELL OUT 

THE CAR...NOW! 

Jake,Death and Addai all get out the car 


Look like we got a bunch of tough 

guys,some stiff neck motherfuckers 

huh!...Uh!! WHAT THE FUCK IS YOU!? 

(That comment is made towards 

death) 


God damn! You’s a ugly motherfucker 

Can you believe it Jay look at this 

trio (Going down the line) We got 

us a black motherfucker,a middle 

eastern motherfucker and a Ripley’s 

believe it or not 

motherfucker...DAMN!... Boy what 

you suppose to be? It ain’t 

Halloween rusty!? 

DEATH: 

Well Sir,I’m Death... 

(CONTINUED)



Deaf! Like you can’t hear little 

goblin? Can you project my nouns 

and verbs...you need some 

adjectives? 

DEATH: 

No not Deaf but Death...the grim 

reaper? 


Well what do you know Jay! We done 

bagged us the guy who sends us to 

where we need to go after we leave 

this world...Ain’t that some shit. 


I can see!...Yo(Whispering voice)if 

you really death,could you take 

care of a little situation for 

me...see...my baby mama trying to 

get me to pay a little bit more on 

the child support and you know it’s 

hard times out hear.I’m not saying 

to commit a murderrr but maybe just 

make her die... You know if you 

could...Is there a fee? 

JAKE: 

So are we getting charged sir! 


What you say!? You sassing me Boi!? 

JAKE: 

No Sir I was just wondering if we 

where getting charged...Sir!,that’s 

all. 


You think you tough! 

JAKE: 

For real! This is how it’s going 

down? 

ADDAI:(WHISPERING) 

Isn’t that from Boyz n Hood? 

DEATH: 

Yeah and fucking that parody film 

Don’t be a Menace to south central 

while Drinking Juice... 

(CONTINUED)



Shut The Fuck Up! 

Looking towards Addai and Death... 


You think you tough! Huh Boi? 

Police Officer May looks over to Police Officer Jay he then 

gives him a wink. The wink is a signal that he is about to 

play a joke on Jake,he then proceeds to take out his gun. 


Yeah get em May..Go head! Ya boy in 

some trouble now!(Looking at Death 

and Addai) 

JAKE: 

Really!? 


Yes really motherfucker.. I don’t 

like your skin you dark 

motherfucker! 

JAKE: 

Sir..but you darker then me! 


Shut the Hell Up! I ain’t finished 

Pressing the gun harder on Jake’s neck 

..so where was I at? 

JAKE: 

I don’t like your skin..you dark 

motherfucker! (Helping out with the 

Process) 


Oh ok,ok I got.. I don’t like the 

way you talk,I don’t like the way 

you smell?...Brother I don’t even 

like that you in my presents right 

now. 

Hold’s the gun tighter to Jake’s neck... 

JAKE: 

Damn....that kinda hurts,Sir 

(CONTINUED)



What set you role with huh?... You 

know what he looks like to me Jay! 


What’s that May!? 


He look like one of them Hoover 

crips off of Crenshaw,one of them 

Spalding ball head motherfuckers... 

I don’t like you! I should blow ya 

head off right hear Right Now! 

He then pulls the safety back... 

JAKE: 

No Sir,No Sir! 

Please,stop!...Please!!... 


(Laughing)told you Jay.... I told 

you this dude would fold!(Laughing) 


Aw...Aw Oh shit!,I am telling you 

man you had little homie shaking in 

his boots,them draws moist young 

man. 

Jake looks over at Death and Addai in confusion... 


See that’s what happens when you 

ram my vehicle,we don’t arrest ya 

ass... We get in the ass!.. 

Mentally (The officers dap each 

other up) 


Yeah Nigwa! Think about it like the 

movie Inception...expect all that 

stuff is going on in ya ass. 


Yeah! So little homies let’s kept 

things neutral and carry on with 

are agendas...Sounds good? 

DEATH: 

Hey! I’m so cool with that 

(CONTINUED)


ADDAI: 

Me too!..Lets go 

Jake,Death and Addai make their way back into the car 


One more thing!...Yall got anymore 

Weed? 

Death,Jake and Addai all look at each other. 

TITLE OVER BLACK: THE PARTY 

INT. BRADLEY A.HAILBECK’S MANSION-NIGHT 

Now back at The Bradley residents the party is starting to 

get rolling. The Camera starts with a close up of the DJ’s 

turntables.After a few scratches,a song starts to play. 

There we see the Man of Hour,the Host of the 

Party,MR.Bradley A. Hitchbeck who is doing a solo dance 

routine on the floor which is a mix of Saturday Night Fever 

Travolta and some new twerking moves made popular by the 

black community. 

INT. DANCE FLOOR-NIGHT 

GARY: 

Bradley! Bradley! 

BRADLEY: 

Don’t call me like that when theirs 

guest hear Gary! 

GARY: 

Please! The key is thrown away in 

the closet..Bradley! I just wanted 

to tell you that Sarah has arrived 

and she looks..alright..I guess. 

BRADLEY: 

Ah! I must greet her 

Bradley and Gary are making their way threw a couple of 

guest at the party. The crowd is getting larger by the 

minute. 

BRADLEY: 

Ah!.. the Lovely Sarah (He greets 

her with a kiss on the hand) and 

her lovely friends... 

Jenny(Greeting) 

(CONTINUED)


JENNY: 

Hi Bradley! 

BRADLEY: 

Gloria... 

GLORIA: 

Oh hello Bradley! I love the 

house,it’s so big and spacious. 

BRADLEY: 

Well! Thank you very much 

GLORIA: 

You know!...My cousin Cecelia after 

he got his sex changed n shit 

because his name use to be 

Cecil...well he got into interior 

design and he is...I mean she is! 

One of the best on the East 

Coast,she can take a crack house 

and make that shit look like the 

Oval Office...for real! 

BRADLEY: 

Oh! Well thank you so much for the 

information Gloria.If I ever need 

any interior decorating,I will 

definitely hit ya up...Well ladies 

get comfortable and party hard! 

there are drinks in the 

refrigerator as well as the cooler 

and anything else you 

need...especially you Sarah...I’m 

hear!...Please excuse me for a 

moment I have to take care of a 

couple of things but I will be back 

shortly. 

VICKY V: 

What the fuck Bradley! do I look 

like the door to you...no hello? 

BRADLEY: 

Oh I’m sorry Vicky I actually just 

forgot about you...HI!..BRB (Walks 

off with Gary by his side)...Gary 

is that Jorge over there? (Gary 

nods in agreement) Watch him till 

the end of party and make sure you 

do a re count on valuables...you 

know Mexicans have sticky fingers. 

(CONTINUED)


Gary nods in agreement 

VICKY V: 

Fucking dickhead! I hate that 

guy... I’m going over to were the 

Captain Morgans is. 

SARAH: 

K Vicky,be careful 

JENNY: 

Yeah...don’t break someone’s dick 

off. 

Vicky sticks up her middle finger while walking away. 

SARAH: 

So are the guys hear yet? 

JENNY: 

No not yet the last text he sent me 

was "Rolling on that Molly with D 

and Addie,We likes to party! be 

there soon". 

SARAH: 

Oh! that’s awesome I can’t wait for 

Death to show up! 

JENNY: 

...Why are you so excited for Death 

to come anyways? 

GLORIA: 

Oh My goodness! don’t tell me you 

like him Sarah? 

SARAH: 

No! I like him as a friend! ..I 

mean he’s such a nice guy and he’s 

so shy...and sweet. 

GLORIA: 

Oh girl!..I think you likes him! I 

think she likes him! I think she 

likes him! 

SARAH: 

Whatever! You know,he’s just so 

different from all the other 

guys... It’s just not something I’m 

use to. When I look into his eyes I 

just see.. 

(CONTINUED)


JENNY: 

Uh Yeah! He’s fucking death! Of 

course he’s different then half the 

other guys because most other guys 

don’t hang out in Sematary 

discussing World of Warcraft with 

the Graveyard keeper at night. 

SARAH: 

(Confused) What? 

JENNY: 

I don’t know, that’s what Jake told 

me.. he hangs with the graveyard 

keeper and they play World of 

Warcraft and look at dead people 

and bet money on Tombstone 

sizes...If that’s not weird. 

(Sarcastically) 

GLORIA: 

Dang...that is sorta weird but you 

know what Sarah! my cousin Vlade 

but we call him Veve for short! he 

use... 

SARAH: 

Ugh..whatever! 

Sarah is furious and walks away.. 

GLORIA: 

Dumbass! why you say that for? 

JENNY: 

What!..You agreed...Whatever,he’s a 

creep. 

GLORIA: 

And your boy toy Jake isn’t? 

JENNY: 

No girl he’s a freak!..there’s a 

differences. 

GLORIA: 

Aww Gurl..you crazy 

They kept mumbling along following after Sarah

80. 

INT. POLICE CRUISER-NIGHT 

While the party is getting started the trio of friends 

Death,Jake and Addai are now smoking weed with the two 

African American Police Officers.Reakwon’s "Knowledge God" 

starts to play in the police cruiser. Police officer Jay 

starts taking pulls from the blunt,while singing along with 

his own theatrical twist. 


(Cough...Cough) YOOO SON, WORD! 

YO,YOU KNOW WHAT I’M SAYING D? WE 

HAD THE BADDEST MOTHERFUCKING UNIT 

(COUGHING)... BACK IN THE DAY KID 

(Death and Jake look at each other 

in confusion) YOU KNOW WHAT?...I 

MISS ALL THEM NIGGAS THROUGH 

BELIEVE THAT! I AINT FORGET NONE OF 

MY NIGGAs! NONE,YOU 

KNOW...SNOW,TIE..Skinny Jimmy,Short 

Arm Ricky (He then starts to cry) 

Short Arm Ricky! don’t let ur arm 

hold him back in life...don’t let 

it!.. WE TOLD EM DON’T LET IT HOLD 

YA BACK IN LIFE,DON’T LET IT,DON’T 

LET IT... Ricky! 


Can you shut the fuck up back 

there!...please don’t kill my vibe. 


I’m sorry dawg..you know this some 

good ISH! (Coughing profusely) 

..ughh got a nigga reminiscing. 


Well nigga!...reminisce to yourself 

with that shit and kids cut all the 

bullshit. I know that ya’ll weren’t 

on ya way to no god damn graphic 

novel discussion. Like come on! You 

got on a damn lettermen jacket. 

Ya’ll young boys are full of 

shit!...May what’s that party going 

on tonight...off of Winstind Ave? 


You talking about the Hailbeck 

resdients? 

(CONTINUED)



The Hailbeck residents!..That’s it! 


What kinda name is Hailbeck? Sounds 

like the logo of some Yuppie ass 

motherfuckers...Hailbeck!...HA!...Isn’t 

the son gay?...He’s always in some 

booty short’s when mowing the 

lawn...like anyone wants to see 

that. 

JAKE,DEATH,ADDAI: 

Bradley! 

BLACK POLICE OFFICER 1: 

Yeah...that’s it!...Bradley,Bradley 

A.Hailbeck...what a fucking 

dickhead. 

ADDAI: 

Well we got invited (Pointing at 

Jake) and where just showing up 

with him. (Speaking about Death) 

DEATH: 

Thanks Addai...thanks 

JAKE: 

Fucking asshole! 

Hits Addai on the leg... 

ADDAI: 

What? What did I say? 


Oh is that right?... Hey well 

that’s a mighty nice thing of yall 

to do man...Hey kid! there ain’t 

nothing wrong with going to a party 

uninvited thats what parties are 

for baby! 


Ya Damn Right!... I ain’t never 

been invited to a party 

before...ummm hmm! 


You still bringing this up 

Jay?...Seriously? 

(CONTINUED)



Uh..YES! Brutha!.. How ya gonna be 

partners with someone for close to 

Eight months...Eight MONTHS! and 

not even invite them to your 

parents renew vows 

ceremony...trifling. 


May it wasn’t that serious...Why 

are you so mad about it? 


Yes it’s that serious...it 

hurts!...it hurts my feelings. You 

see this is why I have trust 

issues. 


WHATEVER May!...But like I was 

saying. It doesn’t matter if you 

wasn’t invite...shit that’s even 

better. You gotta go in there 

and make that party Urs. Use that 

shit to your advantage...No one 

looks at the under dawg but when 

you rise,you make sure you rise the 

highest.You show everyone there 

YOUR! the man of the hour and 

everyone is happy to be a part of 

your world...ya feel me? these are 

wise words from the player of all 

players...So kept em close to your 

heart. 

DEATH: 

Uh...thank you,Sir I will 

definitely kept that in mind. 


And yeah and if that shit doesn’t 

work pull ya dick out or 

something...start stealing all the 

beers n shit and make your own 

MOTHERFUCKING PARTY...You know 

what?..YOU KNOW WHAT? ...We’s likes 

to party! 


You know what!?...We’s Likes TO 

PARTY!...We likes to party! 

Everyone starts singing as Slick Rick’s "Hey Young World" is 

playing. 

(CONTINUED)


EVERYONE: 

YOU KNOW WHAT? YOU KNOW WHAT? WE 

LIKES TO PARTY!,We Likes to party! 

CUT TO: 

Back at the party Bradley and Gary are cautiously watching 

over the action threw the Hailbeck’s security cameras. 

Observing room by room,making sure everything stays at 

ease...well a least by party standards. There is one room in 

particular the one room that Bradley values the most. The 

one room that doesn’t sit well for the host. This room is 

not a room for a stoners fest,noir a room to value a dumbass 

reach all this has been sum up in Bradley speech. This room 

is the black room as I preach. 

INT.BRAD’S HOUSE,SECURITY CAMERA ROOM-NIGHT 

BRADLEY: 

Well Gary! looks like everything is 

going well downstairs. I might say? 

GARY: 

Oh yes Bradley! Tone like a well 

oil Greek Romain man. 

BRADLEY & GARY: 

Hmm umm! (Excitedly) 

BRADLEY: 

Gosh! Who is that wearing that 

awful Skully on his head?.... Are 

those Ekky Sins?...Huh! 

GARY: 

Bradley that is Danny B! Norfolk 

Country Lacrosse player of the year 

And Ekky Sins are in style now..get 

with the times! 

BRADLEY: 

Huh! Please! I’m with the times. 

You think that Banana Republic 

Cardigan is in right now...So 2012! 

GARY: 

Huh! Please! Bradley,lets talk 

about the post mortem Clay Aiken 

hair do that your little boyfriend 

Igando submitted to you early. 

Gary and Bradley start bickering back and forth,then all a 

sudden.... 

(CONTINUED)


GARY: 

Bradley!...Look!...Look who’s at 

the party. 

BRADLEY: 

OH MY GOD,IS THAT JAKE!!??...My 

milkdulette chocolate man. 

GARY: 

Huh!! Slut,No!! Looks who’s behind 

him it’s death! Death is at the 

Party. 

BRADLEY: 

Oh my god! What the fuck is Hilary 

wearing is that a Flees..Huh that 

bitch has no Fashion sense. 

GARY: 

What about Death?!... you been 

bitching about him for the whole 

movie. 

BRADLEY: 

Has it been? Because I feel like 

just on occasions...You know! 

mostly in the dance scenes but 

other then that...not much 

GARY: 

Pretty narcissistic if you ask me 

BRADLEY: 

What’s narcissistic is that damn 

haircut Gary? atleast flip the 

bang,not hang it..Huh!(Shocked)I 

can’t believe Death showed up. 

GARY: 

Yes Bradley! That’s what I’ve been 

saying! 

BRADLEY: 

Well...It wasn’t clear enough! You 

know how easy I get distracted 

between Hillary’s awful fleece and 

and seeing Jake flock around. I 

just get so hot and cold. 

GARY: 

Well get warm Bradley!... 

(CONTINUED)


Bradley and Gary kept bricker back and forth as the party is 

taking off down stairs. Blunts and bowls,Keg stand and 

Wasteland of teenages bliss is in process. Jake,Death and 

Addai roll threw the party looking for the girls. After 

acouple of minutes Jenny then spots Jake and his friends. 

JENNY: 

Baby!...Move dike!(Pushes party 

goers outta the way and then jumps 

into Jake arms) 

JAKE: 

Ow Girl...Look at your sexy ass. 

Hmm where’s the closet bathroom. 

SARAH: 

Wow slow down Billy Cee...I see the 

early morning wasn’t enough for 

"Jakey,Jake" 

JAKE: 

How you know about that 

name?...Baby how she know about 

that name? 

SARAH: 

Hi guys...Death I’m happy that you 

made it. 

Addai then hits Death in his arm as a sign of telling Death 

he is the man. Death is just standing still and lost for 

words. 

ADDAI: 

(Whispering) Are you fucking 

kidding man?...Say something? 

Addai then nudges Death again in his arm. 

DEATH: 

Oh!...I mean! Thank you Sarah I’m 

happy I’m hear also... 

Awakrd silence from the friends around 

Because!...I’m the party man!...I 

loves to pop that molly and get on 

that dance floor....Woo! 

This brings Sarah to laugh... 

JAKE: 

Yeah D!...let me know how you get 

down this is bitch! 

(CONTINUED)


Bradley has posted at the top of the stairwell balcony. 

BRADLEY: 

(C.U. SHOT) 

And I thought I told you not to 

show your face mouf boy! 

With a cut from the DJ the music and dancing stops 

DEATH: 

See Jake I told you I should of 

never came...I’m just go. 

JAKE: 

Hell naw D...Bradley! What the 

fuck! We came here to party,what’s 

all the b.s for? 

BRADLEY: 

My quarrels aren’t with you 

Jake!...the man to your right,is 

the man I’m making my statement to. 

JAKE: 

To the right?...You talking about 

Addai? 

ADDAI: 

Motherfucker!(Addai elbows Jake) 

You know he’s not talking about 

me...Hi Bradley!... its Addai...you 

know...you invited me. 

BRADLEY: 

I know that Addai...I can see just 

fine! and Jake I’m talking about to 

your right. 

JAKE: 

Well you could of said that 

Bradley! I was speaking threw your 

view. I was just tryna take hold of 

your peripheral’s and see it threw 

your eyes...Bradley...that’s all. 

BRADLEY: 

Sorry Jake!...Sorry I was so 

confusing! (whispering) he’s so 

freaking cute Gary...Just gorgeous 

....Now! Death! how many song and 

dances do I have to perform before 

you get the message? 

(CONTINUED)


DEATH: 

I don’t know Bradley. I just saw 

the one in the hallway. I wasn’t 

aware this was eating you up like 

this...couldn’t we just talk...you 

know without the Broadway 

theatrics? 

SARAH: 

Ya Bradley! There’s no need to try 

em embarrass him! 

BRADLEY: 

Sarah my dear...Death is not 

welcome at my abode! 

SARAH: 

I’m not your dear Bradley,you don’t 

treat people this way and me and 

you are nothing alike! 

BRADLEY: 

...Sarah...Sarah please...your tone 

is very disturbing...it...it isn’t 

really nice. Sarah! I don’t 

understand (transitions into a C.U 

shot) An A grade student... 

Ms.Perfect now downgrades her image 

but protecting him?...Look at your 

peers around you? Do you think they 

look at you the same?...For someone 

who isn’t even a whore...this 

moment surely does stain your rep. 

This truly is Beauty and the 

beast.(With a smile) 

An awkard silence has taken place threw the party 

goers...All eyes are on Death and Sarah. 

DEATH: 

I’m leaving...I can’t take anymore 

of this guy. 

JAKE: 

Come on D... 

Jake tries to stop him but Death pushes him away. 

SARAH: 

Death...please stay...Please! 

(CONTINUED)


DEATH: 

You heard the guy...looks like mouf 

boy isn’t welcomed. 

Death exits the house...This makes Jake angry,I mean really 

angry,his blood is boiling and he starts to see red. 

JAKE: 

Yo Bradley! You about to get that 

ass toar up! 

BRADLEY: 

(Whispering to Gary)Is that a good 

thing? 

GARY: 

(Whispering back to Bradley) No! I 

think he means he’s about to whip 

your ass Bradley...not the BDSM 

we’ve been experimenting in. 

Jake is making his way up the stairs to give Bradley the ass 

whipping he deserves. 

BRADLEY: 

Listen!...Jake I understand that 

your upset about Death. 

Jake is getting closer and closer... 

But!...But! Jake I feel we can work 

this out ok?... I got unlimited 

supply of alcohol Jake! 

Jake walks even closer... 

I got weed!...Gary where’s the 

weed!?...I know you like to get 

your smoke on?..Huh? 

JAKE: 

Move out my way!!(Talking to the 

party goers in his way) 

GARY: 

I gotta go! 

Gary runs away,Jake is face to face with Bradley 

BRADLEY: 

Jake! my big muscular man...I mean 

friend! 

(CONTINUED)


JAKE: 

I’m not your friend Bradley!...My 

friend was the kid you kick out of 

here. 

BRADLEY: 

I understand that Jake but you have 

to understand...listen...uhhh(Jake 

cliches up his fist)...uhh I got 

coke! 

JAKE: 

...What did you just say? 

BRADLEY: 

I got...Coke?...for you...Jake(With 

a smile) 

Jake has stop dead in his tracks...in a pondering state 

JAKE: 

Well...well...Why didn’t ya say 

something my buddy!?...Gosh! I’m a 

reasonable person...I’ll talk to 

Death later...he’ll be fine.I think 

this was all just a 

misunderstanding...Jenny! I’ll be 

back baby! I love you 

girl!(Speaking to Jenny 

directly)...So how much Ye are we 

talking? 

BRADLEY: 

Tons my friend!...tons. Jake have 

you ever seen the movie "Mahogany"? 

JAKE: 

Oh my godness! you did you just 

say? what!? Of course! anything 

with Billy "Motherfucking" Dee 

Williams I have touched,damn 

Bradley you should let me know this 

earlier,I wouldn’t have even gave 

Death a motivation speech....Jenny 

I might need to call you tomorrow 

gurl!(Speaking to Jenny directly) 

CUT TO: 

Death has fled to a park close by Bradley’s mansion. He is 

clearly upset and a sadden by the events that have just 

taken place. He sits down at the a picnic table thinking 

over the events that have just took place.He then see’s a 

(CONTINUED)


figure from a far mumbling out loud while holding a large 

pack of something,the figure keep’s coming closer and 

closer,it’s Death’s cousin "Cousin Dev"(The Devil).He is in 

his late 20’s,has on a black sabbath shirt with ripped jeans 

and has a beer belly...he is also drunk as hell and is 

holding half a 30 rack of PBR(Pabst Blue Ribbon). 

EXT.PARK-NIGHT 

UNCLE DEV: 

Na na na na! na na na na! Hey 

hey-ey...goodbyeeeeeeeeeeeee!...I’m 

so fucking wasted. 

DEATH: 

Uncle Dev!? What are you doing 

hear? 

UNCLE DEV: 

Holly fuck,Death!...I was calling 

you back there man. Jesus 

Christ!...(Looking up to the sky)I 

know jesus!...I know...you told me 

not to mentation your name ever 

again...sorry....Hey Death I hope 

your peers have really good car 

insurance...because I fucking 

trashed that whole street with my 

truck...huh! such a bad but great 

driver...Is everything alright bud? 

DEATH: 

No...everything is not alright. 

Everything just sucks!...look at me 

Cousin Dev. I look like something 

straight out of a tacky horror 

movie,where obviously these 

creatures will never existed in 

real life(Both look into the 

camera). What was i thinking in the 

first place? I guess dead bodies 

and watching soaps with MA! are in 

my future. 

COUSIN DEV: 

Uh! Your killing me with all this 

sensitive shit,hear have a 

beer...(Cousin Dev and Death both 

opened up a beer)...Aww the taste 

kept’s me living...D,you know all 

those new assholes you sent down to 

my place really,really,really! 

(MORE) 

(CONTINUED)


COUSIN DEV: (cont’d) 

fucking suck,those are some evil 

motherfuckers man. 

DEATH: 

I’m sorry man....where else was I 

gonna bring em? 

COUSIN DEV: 

I know...if pops was alive he would 

of loved this bunch,and bunch a 

sick motherfuckers...My 

father...ugh(Chugs down the beer) 

DEATH: 

You miss your pops too? 

COUSIN DEV: 

No!...Hell No!that guy...that man, 

that man I called my father was the 

worst. You remember when you used 

to come to my birthday parties we 

when was younger. You remember the 

Cambodian zombie stripper? 

DEATH: 

Oh yeah man...ughh I couldn’t eat 

for a week after seeing that. 

COUSIN DEV: 

Well you know what?...she sucked 

the skin off my dick!...literally 

there’s only bone there now. You 

know those Pneumatic tubes?....yeah 

imagine getting ya dick sucked with 

that much suction and force...it 

could ruin your lif forever. 

DEATH: 

Oh man I’m...I’m sorry Dev. But 

what did this have to do with your 

dad? (Confused) 

COUSIN DEV: 

Well he hired the whore!....and now 

she’s been my girlfriend for about 

the last 9 years. 

DEATH: 

Oh?...that doesn’t so bad...Dev. 

(CONTINUED)


COUSIN DEV: 

Will it is!....Imagine if you feel 

deeply in love with the girl who 

sucked the skin straight of your 

knob...it would be hard to sleep at 

night.(Throws back his beer) 

DEATH: 

Cousin Dev...no offense but a least 

you have someone...the girl I love 

is nothing more then a moment,a 

thought. I was this close to her 

and then bam!...Bradley Ass Beck 

had to bud in. 

UNCLE DEV: 

(Takes a slip of beer) Well you 

know what D. Sometimes...sometimes 

you gotta take a stand. You can’t 

let this assholes walk over you. 

You gotta rise to the 

occasion...I’m not the greatest at 

and take your foot and stick it 

right in face of putter down’s. 

DEATH: 

Thanks Cousin Dev...I already got 

like two motivation speeches 

tonight...So thanks for the third. 

UNCLE DEV: 

Anything I can do to help cuz 

Death and Uncle Dev then hear a voice from a far 

SARAH: 

Death...Death!...Death! 

UNCLE DEV: 

Oh look what you know...I guess 

your luck is show in the cards very 

well D. This is your shot 

buddy...so don’t blow it. I gotta 

get back home to Mee Mee. My 

cambodian goddess is waiting to 

slurp some skin off...it’s an 

addiction D...those lips are like a 

vaccumm pump. Thank care cuz...I 

will see ya soon. 

Uncle Dev then starts to run away,Sarah gets closer. 

(CONTINUED)


SARAH: 

Death!...Death!...Are you over 

hear?..Death! 

DEATH: 

Sarah over here! 

SARAH: 

Death! where have you been? I’ve 

been looking everywhere...are you 

alright? 

DEATH: 

Yeah I’m fine...I guess...I’m just 

SARAH: 

Bradley is such an asshole!Ugh I 

cant stand him...I should of never 

came to this party! I don’t know 

who he thinks he is. 

DEATH: 

He’s "Bradley A.Hailbeck" Sarah...A 

man of many dances and bullshit! 

SARAH: 

Yeah a dick head at his finest...If 

his penis is on his head I wonder 

what’s down there?...Death I’m 

telling you acceptance is 

overrated,popularity blows! 

DEATH: 

Don’t tell me this is one of those 

"don’t believe the hype" speeches. 

SARAH: 

Well...yeah!...it is.Do you really 

wanna know what popular is? The big 

high school popularity chain of 

likeability? It’s a bunch of kids 

that come from entitlement houses 

and home,two parent laugh if you 

have one. Who wanna live out there 

parents douchebag qualities and 

think about...what can I do to out 

do them...that’s popularity.Now 

that I’m finished with this circle 

of idiocy. I’m so happy to escape 

to college and actually be able to 

bulid myself and express myself 

with out having to try to fit in. 

It’s the best breath of fresh air 

(MORE) 

(CONTINUED)


SARAH: (cont’d) 

that i’ve breath in since my 15th 

birthday...Also I heard Colorado 

has awesome weed. 

DEATH: 

Yeah they really do...I remember I 

had to pick up this one guy in 

Boulder. He’s roommates where so 

high they though he was taking a 

nap...it was a fucking week later. 

Sarah begins to laugh 

SARAH: 

See!...this is why I like you 

DEATH: 

You like me? 

SARAH: 

You and Vicky can be whoever you 

want and people don’t even 

care...you guys don’t even care. 

DEATH: 

You like me? 

SARAH: 

Jenny,Gloria and Jake are all lost 

causes. There imagine is everything 

to them...it’s so fucking stupid! 

DEATH: 

Sarah! 

SARAH: 

What!? 

DEATH: 

You like me?...You said that you 

like me? 

Sarah blushes... 

SARAH: 

Of course I like you...Death your 

beautiful...I feel at rest when I’m 

around you and when I look into 

your eyes. I can tell you feel the 

same. 

(CONTINUED)


Death and Sarah the proceed to make out,you can tell there 

kiss is full of passion and love...All of a sudden Death 

spots something from the corner of his eye. 

DEATH: 

Dude come on!...you again 

RANDOM HOBO: 

I thought we could of been 

somebody...and this is how you 

repay me. 

DEATH: 

Listen! homeless guy I gave you a 

pass...Ok!...I gave you another 

opportunity alright!...And I’m not 

gay! 

RANDOM HOBO: 

Dude,I’m not gay either but...the 

light flashing thing made for some 

pretty hot intimate stuff...You 

know I’m willing to give a 

handjob...you know just for another 

go around. 

SARAH: 

Death...what’s he talking about? 

DEATH: 

Dude listen! I’m giving you 5 

seconds to get outta hear or I’M 

BURN YOUR INSIDES AND THEN USE YOUR 

SKIN AS A MINK!....The clock 

ticking bro! 

The random hobo then makes a run for it 

that’s it!...the clock! 

SARAH: 

What are you talking about?...what 

clock? 

DEATH: 

Bradley A.Hailbeck’s family 

valuables...in the black room of 

his house...I mean manison...who 

needs that much fucking space. I 

know how to get even with "Bradley" 

now. 

(CONTINUED)


SARAH: 

Ow my sexy Death man 

Death and sarah then start to make out again and then head 

back to the party...to fuck some shit up.Meanwhile Cousin 

Dev was in the bushes the whole time and he is masturbating 

for looking at Death and Sarah make out. 

UNCLE DEV: 

Oh no! Don’t stop...dammit! 

RANDOM HOBO: 

Hey i don’t mean to be a burden,but 

I can finish that up for you...you 

know...for a couple of dollars? 

UNCLE DEV: 

Alright I guess...just not to hard 

I’m sensitive down there. 

INT. OF BRADLEY A.HAILEBECK’S HOUSE-KITCHEN-NIGHT 

The Savant of Rut and Vicky V are having a conversation. The 

Savant of Rut is teenage white male. Based off of Max 

Julien’s The Mack character. 

THE SAVANT OF RUT: 

Damn baby girl...umm umm I have 

never laid eyes on such a fine 

young specimen such as yourself in 

my lifetime before. 

Vicky V looks around to see who he’s talking about. 

You are the rose pedals to my 

steam. The light to my dark and 

ying to my yang and even tho this 

might seem strange...am willing to 

try a couple of new things with 

your fine ass girl. 

VICKY V: 

Oh!...well thank you...and you are? 


I go by acouple of names baby 

girl.(Kisses Vicky V on her 

hand)But as you see here... 

Looking to the table set up of Beirut(beer pong) 

My name is all in cups...umm hmm,I 

am the table setter,the cup 

dweller. Some shoot for the thrill 

(MORE) 

(CONTINUED)


THE SAVANT OF RUT: (cont’d) 

but I shoot for kill...believe 

that. In the know circles of 

Rut...I am the truth. That’s why 

I’ve been giving the name...The 

Savant of Rut. 

VICKY V: 

Oh!...that’s quite a name. So "The 

Savant of "Rut". What makes you so 

great at beer pong. 


Well that’s quite a good question 

baby doll. See this...this game is 

used as a recreation between high 

school and college kids. They play 

it to get drunk and have some fun 

but me...me I look at it 

differently. This game is an art 

form,a art form in which the likes 

of someone who doesn’t see the 

beauty in it,will always think of 

it as a fucked up way to getting 

fucked up. But when you see the 

beauty with in the symmetry of the 

cups and the way the ball rolls off 

the tip of your fingers,it’s like 

poetry in motion. 

The Savant of Rut then demonstrates his supeior beer pong 

skills beating both his opposites in a matter of minutes,not 

even once having to take a drink. 

VICKY V: 

Well that was fast...can I be your 

partner next? 


Of course baby doll...of course 

CUT TO: 

Death and Sarah have arrived back at the party. Death has 

decided to get payback on Bradley and he knows the best way 

to do it.Now feeling confident as ever he makes his way 

threw the party goers avoiding Jake and Co. 

JAKE: 

Yo!...D...Yo D!,where ya going 

man?...Oh! shit something going 

down. 

(CONTINUED)


As Jake and the rest of the party goers follow behind Death. 

These actions catch the eye of Gary,who notices Death making 

his way to the Hailbeck’s black room where the most valuable 

and expensive airelooms are store. 

GARY: 

Oh my god...where is he 

going?....Oh my god he’s heading to 

the black room!...Where’s 

Bradley!...I gotta find 

Bradley!...Bradley! 

As Death heads down the hallway coming closer to the black 

room Jake catches up with him. 

JAKE: 

D!...what are you thinking of doing 

man? 

DEATH: 

Something I should of done a long 

time ago Jake...I’m tired,I’m tired 

of getting pick on and spit on and 

shit on...all figuratively 

speaking...I’m taking a fucking 

stand. 

JAKE: 

Man!...You sound like you just got 

some pussy...I can hear that bass 

in your mouth. 

DEATH: 

Ya damn skippy...Sarah’s my girl 

now! 

This stops Jake in his tracks... 

JAKE: 

You got the juice now D...I’m so 

fucking Coke up. 

Jenny and the girls catch up to Jake... 

JENNY: 

Baby what’s going on? 

JAKE: 

Sarah! I don’t know what you did to 

that man...but he’s unfuckable 

with. 

This brings Sarah to a smile...Meanwhile Gary is searching 

the manison to look for Bradley. 

(CONTINUED)


GARY: 

Bradley!...Bradley!...Oh my god I’m 

going into cardiac arrest,someone 

please perform CPR....preferrely a 

male performer. 

Gary has finally made his way to the second floor of the 

mansion and walks into a guest bedroom and to his surpise... 

INT.HAILBECK’S RESIDENTS GUEST BEDROOM-NIGHT 

Huh!...Bradley! 

Gary has caught Bradley making out with his hair dresser 

Ignado. 

BRADLEY: 

Huh!...Gary! 

GARY: 

I should of knew you where up to no 

good...This is him?...This is your 

boy toy huh! 

BRADLEY: 

Oh Gary...stop...stop it now! 

Just...some things are 

unexplainable Ok! 

GARY: 

Well there’s something you should 

know...Death is back at the 

party(With a smile). 

BRADLEY: 

What!..How could he?...I thought I 

told him not to show his face 

again! He will feel my fury! Where 

is he? 

GARY: 

Well...the last time I saw him,he 

was heading to the black room. 

BRADLEY: 

The black room!...the black 

room!...Gary we must go...now! 

Bradley then takes off at full speed...Gary is staring at 

Bradley’s hair stylist Igando. 

(CONTINUED)


GARY: 

You are nothing but a booty 

call...get that clear...your lucky 

I don’t whoop that ass...boo! boo!. 

INT. BLACK ROOM IN HAILBECK’S RESIDENTS-NIGHT 

Death has now reach the black room a crowd has circle at the 

entrance of it. Death stands alone as he walks slowly over 

to The Hailbeck’s family clock. A clock that means the most 

to Bradley for whatever reason. Death then proceeds to pick 

up the clock off the fireplace stand.Bradley is pushing the 

crowd out his way as he see’s Death with the clock raised 

above his head he then scream’s as an outcry. 

BRADLEY: 

No!...Don’t do it! 

Death who doesn’t even acknowledge Bradley’s words then 

slams the clock to the ground with full force. Bradley now 

runs over to the aid of the Grandfather clock. 

BRADLEY: 

Ahhhhh!,My clock!...My family’s 

clock!...How could you?,do you have 

any idea how much this clock cost? 

It’s worth more then your miserable 

life! Mouf boy!,I.... 

DEATH: 

Listen hear Bradley!...Do you 

remember what I am?...Huh? The only 

reason that your still on this 

earth is because of me? I’m the 

beholder,I’m the one when your 

existence is close to the end and 

your lying bedridden and you ain’t 

got no friends! I’m the one who 

walks and talks with you when your 

time has end...All you have been is 

nasty and mean...just plain old 

mean,ever since we where younger. 

You think being such a privileged 

child makes you so much better! 

Huh! 

BRADLEY: 

Umm...I mean there’s more Pro’s 

then Con’s? 

(CONTINUED)


RANDOM RICH KID: 

Dude I’m not even gonna lie. My 

family is so fucking loaded and my 

life has been so fucking sweet 

dude...It’s really not that 

bad...just saying. 

JAKE: 

Shit!...I ain’t mad. I’m be riding 

my gifts giving to me from the man 

upstairs,till the wheels fucking 

fall off...Yes sir! I got 

scholarship’s out the ass! Jake 

Warner tryna go pro...Jake Warner 

tryna get paid baby! Model white 

women,the best sports cars and a 

lifetime discount to Whole 

foods...oww! it don’t get no 

better. 

JENNY: 

Model white women!?...I should be 

the only model white woman that you 

want in your life hunny. I thought 

we was gonna be high school into 

college sweethearts? 

JAKE: 

Well...yeah baby!...I’m just 

weighing out my options...You know? 

GLORIA: 

See Jenny I told you Jake ain’t no 

good...you need to drop him like a 

bad habit...stupid cabron! 

JAKE: 

Jenny what I tell ya about being 

your chiwawa hear...Ain’t nobody 

got time for that. 

Jake and Gloria then start Bambling on...Death has to 

intervene. 

DEATH: 

Hey guys!...I’m not finish yet 

ok...chill out! 

GLORIA: 

Sorry!...He’s not worth it 

always... 

(CONTINUED)


JAKE: 

Yeah neither are you...Um! 

DEATH: 

Bradley! Ok...having money isn’t 

that bad...but still...it doesn’t 

make you better for a human stand 

point. Ever since High school,ever 

since you became Mr.Popular...you 

have been a pain in my side. The 

way you treat people isn’t right,it 

just isn’t. I have never met 

someone as vicious as you are. 

Malice is in your heart and in your 

soul and I have dealt with plenty 

of people like you and just 

remember your attitude will leave 

you in regret and sorrow because 

this!...this party,these 

people!...will all be gone by 

tomorrow...remember that and you’ll 

just be another lonely rich 

kid.Who’s parents are never home 

and never cared enough to give you 

even one phone call when their 

always on vacation. 

RANDOM RICH KID: 

I don’t mean to interrupt 

again...but 

DEATH: 

Shut up!...No one’s asking for your 

opinion. 

As the crowd watches in silences,Bradley looks around and 

realizes that his way isn’t the way to live and tears soon 

fall out his eye lids. 

BRADLEY: 

Death...you are right...I’ve been a 

real rotter huh...Not...not that 

great of a person might I say. I 

guess I couldn’t really see that 

with my great wall of ego 

blocking...well...well Death,I just 

wanna say....I’m sorry,I’m sorry if 

I made your life tough....I’m sorry 

if I made anyone’s life tough!...I 

really I’m...I’m sorry everyone. 

(CONTINUED)


DEATH: 

Thank you Bradley...I really do 

appericate it. 

BRADLEY: 

Uh!...I’m nothing more than 

dreamer,with dreams of being the 

next Gene Kelly or Fred Astaire.... 

ADDAI: 

I told ya bitch asses that!...I 

told you that’s who he reminds me 

of. Bradley I knew what you was 

thinking! I knew they where your 

inspirations...Psychic 

mutherfucker. 

BRADLEY: 

Right you where Addai...right you 

are.Death again...you are a great 

man.I see why you have such a great 

responsibility given to 

you....Party goers!...I have an 

annoucement...I can not hold this 

end anymore...I am...a homosexual 

male! 

The crowd becomes silent... 

VICKY V: 

Well...that’s obvious 

JAKE: 

I KNEW IT...I remember that day in 

the showers.Checking out my chest n 

shit!...that still haunts me to 

this day...excruciating experince. 

BRADLEY: 

Really! I didn’t know it was that 

obvious...Nobody’s shocked?...No 

Owww!? No Ahhh’s!?...Nothing? 

VICKY V: 

Believe me Bradley your more 

flexable then half the girls in the 

school. You think we didn’t realize 

your plie stance when you used to 

be the school hall monitor last 

year...Yeah...big diva on board. 

(CONTINUED)


BRADLEY: 

Wow...I never realized it 

GARY: 

Yeah Bradley!...your a queer as 

they come. I see how you be eyeing 

me n shit!...that ain’t how I roll! 

BRADLEY: 

Oh please! Gary...Your more of a 

Homo then I am. Collecting Bra and 

panties sets at age 11? Envious of 

Katie Moss 2006 Louis V runway 

show!?...Yeah! 

GARY: 

Ah!...that was a secret Bradley!... 

Gary looks around embarrassed 

BRADLEY: 

Well enough about me and my former 

secret lifestyle. We came here for 

one thing and only one thing only. 

You know what it is Death? 

DEATH: 

I sure do...We came here to party! 

Sarah comes up to Death and kisses him,Jake,Addai and the 

rest of Sarah’s friends all embrace near the two. Bradley 

and Gary also embrace and kiss.The party starts back up 

again. The air is fulled with brooze,drugs,dance,sexual acts 

and music. Everything is going fine intill a gun shot goes 

off,the music from the DJ stops again... 

INT. HAILBECK’S RESIDENTS DANCE FLOOR AREA-NIGHT 

PARTY DJ: 

Dude!...What the fuck! This is the 

third time I had to stop 

tonight...It’s fucking up my mix 

selection. 


The gigs up...children,sorry to 

whistle your fun hole but I’m 

shutting this party down. 

BRADLEY A.HAILBECK: 

Principal Spade!...What are you 

doing here?...This is private 

(MORE) 

(CONTINUED)


BRADLEY A.HAILBECK: (cont’d) 

property,we are not on school 

grounds? 


Oh! My apologies,I must have 

amnesia...I forgot...I forgot that 

I own you till graduation so it 

looks like your privates are my 

property. The mischief that has 

taken power tonight...the 

drugs...the brooze...the Sonny Bono 

and Cher vibrations have left my 

nerves highly frustrated. 

BRADLEY: 

But why Princial Spade?...What did 

we do to you for you to barge on to 

are fun?...I would of thought you 

had bigger issues to attend 

to.Being such an important man and 

everything...Hmm! 


Umm!...I was an important man, a 

man with digity,a man with class,a 

man with the highest honors of 

rank...The greatest police officer 

the city of Boston has ever fathom. 

And now...I’m just a damn 

principal,listening to all the 

bitching and whinying of faculty 

and staff. Oh! Principal Spade I 

don’t know if the semister is long 

enough to finish the whole 

text,what should we do? How will 

the students get the most outta 

their education?(Imitating a female 

teacher)...Why don’t you try 

dealing with a Code 99 by yourself 

because your partner is a fat piece 

of lard.Who’s only body movement is 

lifting his hand up and down to 

grab a donut and smudge his lips. 

Principal Spade then pulls the safety back on his .44 Magnum 

Smith & Wesson model 29. 

The forty four magnum Smith and 

Wesson.The only magnum I can pull 

back all the way...I’m taking you 

in Bradley A.Hailbeck...under age 

drinking, drug possession with 

probable causes to intent to sell 

(MORE) 

(CONTINUED)


PRINCIPAL SPADE: (cont’d) 

and last but not least...Your 

horrible DJ and playlist 

section...It just disgust me. 

BRADLEY: 

But Principal Spade!...I 

can’t!...you can’t do this 

me!...What about my scholarship to 

Penn...I can’t go!...No I won’t 

go,I will not go with out a fight! 


No problem...prepare to get 

posterized. 

As Principal Spade moves closer to Bradley. He is then 

interrupted with a glass bottle of Hennessy to the back of 

his head courtesy Black Police Officer Jay.(Blam!!!!) 


Oh shit!...Did ya’ll see that 

shit!...Jay you seen that shit!? 


Hell yeah...Shit where’s the 

instant replay screen at? We need a 

review...that would of definetly 

been a homerun. 


Hell yeah!...that was defiently my 

I’m in the Dominican Big Papi A 

Ortiz(singing) swing....Shit! Let’s 

carry on!...Well pick his ass up 

later. 

The party goers start to cheer and roar as the party 

continues.As the fun goes along Jake has a gift for 

death.Sarah and Jenny are also around them sitting on a 

couch. 

JAKE: 

D! my man..No! you didn’t nail 

Sarah. 

SARAH: 

Aye!...screw you Jake! 

JAKE: 

My apologizes,my apologizes....just 

being honest...But! D,I’m still 

proud of u.I’m proud that my best 

(MORE) 

(CONTINUED)



friend Death actually got 

some...tongue action...no booty 

action but you always need to get 

to first to make it home. 

DEATH: 

Thank you Jake,thank you...I take 

that as a compliment. 

JAKE: 

So in your honor,do you remember 

that Balca bullshit Addai had at 

his crib? 

DEATH: 

Oh yeah,that was the Oh! look this 

is the most powerful weed known to 

man...blah,blah!(imitating Addai) 

stuff right? 

JAKE: 

Blam!...It’s rolled to serve 

DEATH: 

Wow your finally gonna let me smoke 

with you? 

SARAH: 

Finally? Yeah Jake some friend you 

are... 

JAKE: 

Baby(speaking to Jenny)... ya 

better get ya girl 

JENNY: 

Sarah!?..That was rude 

SARAH: 

Jenny,you know what’s rude... 

Jenny,Sarah and Jake all start arguing... 

JAKE: 

Listen!..Sarah you are a very 

strenuous person,very 

strenuous..Ok! Before there was 

you,before all this!!...it was me 

and this guy. Though I am a five 

star,all state,division 1 school 

scholarship getter,god child...Yes! 

And Death is...uh...Death! I own 

(MORE) 

(CONTINUED)



alot to him. I feel privilege to 

call Death my best friend...Plus 

he’s saved my ass plenty of times. 

JENNY: 

Wait!...I thought it was just once 

Jake. 

JAKE: 

Um..no I’ve been lying to you 

babe...see! the bath salt and the 

HIV scare... 

JENNY: 

HIV scare? 

JAKE: 

Yes Jenny,the HIV scare,it’s not 

that big of a deal.It was just the 

intro to problems to come.Ya see 

there was also...the coke binge 

fiasco,the bloody scrotum 

incident,the obese Pilates 

instructor who sat on my 

face...almost die from suffocation. 

The molly mixture cocaine 

popsicles...and last but not least 

the blowjob from the cambodian 

zombie stripper a.k.a Death’s 

cousin Dev’s girlfriend...and that 

happened last summer during Dev’s 

twenty-seventh birthday party. 

DEATH: 

Oh! and you forgot how you fucked 

that goat sophomore year in the 

barn. 

JAKE: 

Death my friend...that was the HIV 

scare...you know the first thing I 

brought up. 

DEATH: 

Oh...yeah...sorry 

JAKE: 

Sarah, I might not be the greatest 

person in your eyes but for this 

kid I would do anything...anything 

Ok....got me getting emotional n 

shit. 

(CONTINUED)


SARAH: 

Well Jake,it’s looks like I 

misunderstood you and I’m sorry for 

that. But if you ever miss around 

on my friend Jenny ever again.Like 

Gloria said that thing between your 

legs will get.... 

Gloria interrupts.... 

GLORIA: 

Lanna Bobbit the fuck off(pushes 

Jake in his head)...Jakey! 

Death bears a smile,looking at Jake as Jake looks back at 

him. 

JAKE: 

Fair enough ladies,fair 

enough...We’ll it looks like that 

time D.We will now hit the BALCA 

ALI AH!! 

Laughs from the small circle around 

Aye! let’s smoke this before Addai 

bring his noisy ass around,you know 

he do and oh don’t hog this shit 

up....Gloria! I know how ya ass be 

doing it...you ain’t smoking all my 

shit! 

GLORIA: 

Listen Jake! It ain’t even that 

serious,I don’t need ya weed...I’m 

a recreational smoker anyways. 

JAKE: 

Yeah whatever...alright D!,so hear 

we go. 

Jake then lights up the joint,as Addai is walking closer he 

then begins to smells the sent of the Blaca being lighten. 

THE FILM PROGRESSES IN SLOW MOTION: 

ADDAI: 

Jake!,Jake!...don’t smoke the 

Blaca! 

Jake hears Addai and with the second pull he then taunts 

Addai with a Michael Jackson "Shamone move",as Addai starts 

to run closer he get’s another whiff on the Blaca which 

makes him pass out. 

(CONTINUED)


JAKE: 

D...hear you go 

Death processes to take the joint,he places the joint to his 

lips and takes along pull...but that’s when all the wrong 

starts to happened.... 

THE FILM PROGRESSES IN SLOW MOTION ENDS: 

Death’s eyes begin to turn red and he then starts to cough 

profusely. Jake begins to start shaking as blood is coming 

from his eyes and ears and mouth his skin starts to 

deteriorate into bones. Sarah and the girls start to scream 

but the same happens to them. Death can not stop coughing 

the smoke has taken over the house and one by one it starts 

to kill off the party goers. In a matter of minutes everyone 

is lying on the ground dead. We then hear a toilet 

flush...out comes Bradley A.Hailbeck "The man of the hour" 

he appoches out the bathroom with his eyes closed,singing 

and dancing to his rendition to Destiny’s Child song 

"Solider". 

BRADLEY(SINGING): 

We like dem boys that be in them 

lac’s leanin’(Leanin’) Open their 

mouth their grill gleamin’ 

(Gleamin’) Candy paint, keep that 

whip clean and (Clean and) (They 

always be talkin that country 

slang, we like) They keep that beat 

that be in the back beatin’ 

(Beatin’) Eyes be so low from that 

chief (chief and) I love how he 

keep my body screamin’ (Screamin’) 

A rude boy that’s good to me, wit 

street credibility Oh where’s Jake 

at? he’s the closet thing to hood 

and black in this town!! 

Bradley opens his eyes....He looks around in disbelief,he 

starts screaming profusely... 

BRADLEY: 

Oh my god!...Oh my 

god!....ahahaha!!!...Jesus 

Christ...what the hell 

happened?...Oh my 

god?....Gary!....Gary! Where are 

you? 

Bradley then steps on Gary’s skull 

Ahahaha!....Who would wear a Banana 

republic cardigan,ahh! that color 

(MORE) 

(CONTINUED)


BRADLEY: (cont’d) 

is terrible...Gary! Is this you? 

(he proceeds to tilt Gary’s skelton 

body) Who would do this to you 

why,WHY?!,WHY?! 

Bradley see’s Death choking... 

It’s was you!...you! you killed 

them. You killed them all!...I 

thought we turn the corner D!..I 

thought we where gonna continue are 

bond threw college.You know! send 

vines back n forth,maybe,just maybe 

alittle Ichat...I knew...I knew I 

should of never let you stay,trying 

to change me from my asshole 

ways...I knew I should of never... 

Death then let’s one final last cough out which flows right 

into Bradley’s mouth. He slowly turns blue,his eye’s turn 

red,his body starts to deteriorate right in front of Death’s 

eyes. 


Oh man look what I’ve done!...I 

can’t believe this happened to 

me...well I actually believe this 

happened to me. The commercials 

were right....weed does kill. Well 

especially with Death At The 

Party...Huh! just when I thought my 

life was turning the corner and 

love and new relationships were 

right in my sight.I left my eyes 

down long enough for that brick 

wall hit me right in my face.A 

tragedy that I knew was on the 

horizon but still to naive to catch 

the view. 

Sarah,Jake,Bradley,Addai...the two 

african american cool police 

officers...man I fucked up. But one 

thing I learn for sure...is just be 

yourself. I’m seeing that gets you 

more further in life then being 

what they want you to be. Wearing a 

mask or makeup to cover up your 

insecruties,your doubts,your 

fears.Being a clone in fucking 

society norms is not the way to go. 

I’m to wasted to kept 

preaching...Just wondering how the 

heck I’m I gonna explain this one 

to my family...I’m fucked. 

(CONTINUED)


THE END

Death At The Party

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