The Dead Thing

Alex.

- They didn't tell you the new formatting, did they?

They didn't tell you about the new formatting, did they?

A bunch of fucking assholes.

Here, it's easier if I just show you.

So they still want us to create the base layer,

but instead of labeling the others

1, 2, 3, and 4, they want--

I actually geared up a little shortcut here.

That's-- Um, yeah.

Any questions?

You wanna get out of here?

What about Johnny and June?

Can--can you?

Yeah.

Yeah, would you?

Maybe I should just post it on Facebook.

Mom, I'm kidding.

Mom, what?

No.

What are--Mom, you don't know, okay?

Mom, you have no idea anything had happened.

Mommy.

Do you ever feel like--

What?

Tell me.

- Do you ever feel like there's just no escape?

There's just day after day after day.

It feels like you're doing something different.

But then, you know, as you fall asleep, you realize,

oh, it was just the same day, except different

clothes, maybe--

sometimes it's the same clothes.

I mean, in this place, can you imagine

dying in a place like this?

How would that happen?

I don't know.

Things happen--shootings, fires, stampedes.

- The last place I would

want to die is on the floor of some hipster bar.

I don't know what's worse--

here or in a rental apartment

or some soulless office under fluorescent lights.

- Sounds like you need to get out of LA.

Oh.

I'm sorry.

I--I don't know what's wrong with me.

You must think I'm so rude.

- We don't really need to talk, do we?

Is that your cat in the picture?

Uh, no, not mine.

Oh.

There's just something about you and that cat.

Yeah?

- It just got my attention.

Um, it's a fine job.

It pays decent, and I don't really have a boss.

- But is it what you want to be doing?

I mean, it's in the vicinity.

No.

No, it's not what I want to be doing.

So what's stopping you?

I don't know.

I guess I'm waiting.

- Yeah, that'll-- that'll do it.

Mm.

Did you go somewhere?

I'm not keeping you up, am I?

Mm, no.

No, I--I start work at night.

What about you?

I'm not sure.

- Well, shouldn't you figure it out?

Okay, what's the name of the place?

Scotty's off Sunset.

Okay, do you work day?

Night?

Mm, both, I think.

You think?

I don't want to go to sleep.

Are you sleepy?

Never.

You wanna hear something?

Did you lose something?

Mm-hmm.

Yeah, can I see your earbuds?

Yeah.

Mm-hmm.

Mm.

Listen to what she's doing.

I used to do this all the time in high school.

Who else lives here?

Uh, my old friend, Kara.

That's cute.

Her mom bought it for her.

I'm just crashing here until I figure something else out.

How long have you been here?

Two years.

It's finished.

I love it.

Can I keep it?

I guess, if you want.

Can I do one of you?

Sure.

Okay.

- I'll make it easy for you. - Okay.

- I won't move my face. - Okay.

I'm sorry.

That feels loaded.

Maybe close your mouth.

Yeah, that's what I needed.

It's pretty good, huh?

Yeah.

What is that?

- Uh, it's a skeleton playing his ribs.

What?

You know, like--

like an old cartoon.

It's like, a skeleton playing his ribs.

What?

Like, bum, bum, bum bum?

Like that?

Mm.

Hmm.

Mm, I have to go to work.

So--

Yeah.

Well, it was nice knowing you.

I like you.

I know.

This is crazy, right?

Okay.

Bye.

- This is ridiculous.

Right?

I mean, this is fucking ridiculous.

They can't just increase our workload

and expect us to still finish it on time by this session.

Mark.