Kill Game

911, what's your emergency?

911? Thank God!

My friend went swimming in Sandy Beach.

Oh, ok ma'am.

And he, he's gone.

When did you last see your friend?

I can't find him!

When did you last see your friend?

I don't know, a half hour.

Ok, Ok, ma'am, I need you to calm down,

we have someone on the way.

Hurry please!

I need you to calm down, stay put, stay where you're at.

Moved spiritually to his Kingdom,

where they will become one with others.

And their soul may grow for Eternity.

For the Lord himself shall descend from Heaven

with a shout, with the voice of the Arc Angel.

With the trump of God and the dead of Christ will rise first,

then which we are alive and shall remain the same,

be caught up together with them in the clouds, to meet

the Lord in the air and so we shall be ever with the Lord.

James has moved on in spirit, but Shall be remembered...

Glad you could make it.

Man, I was just with him last week.

As we too await our calling to the Holy Land, Amen.

Help!

Shit!

I warned you, dude, Filipino pussy.

She wasn't Filipino, man.

Filipino, Malaysian, whatever, the point is,

you've got to double up on the raincoats, bro.

Yeah?

Yeah, hey listen, there are some nasty organisms out there,

alright, E coli, swine flu.

I hooked up with a Thai chick from...

Highland Park?

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

How old was she again, 12?

She looked it...

after she shaved.

That's cute, man, that's real cute.

I know.

You, my friend, are a sick fucking asshole.

You think?

Mm-hmm.

It's so hard out there, you have no idea.

Guys will post their pictures online and you're like,

oh hey, he's cute, maybe I'll get past

"the “let's grab a mochaccino" stage.

Yeah right, you meet the guy and he's a freaking caveman.

I don't know what happened, I used to be so fuckable

in high school.

Jessie, really?

I just have this sick feeling that something

awful is going lo happen.

Come here, don't say that.

It's going lo be ok.

It's just, first, my fiance cheats on me

and I have to call off my wedding...

and now Jimmy.

I know, I know.

Come on.

So how's your love life, Courtney?

Fantastic, Ryan, how's yours?

No complaints here.

I'm surprised your dick hasn't fallen off by now.

Um... it's great to see everybody again.

I just wish the situation was a little different.

I think it's important that we remember Jimmy

and the good limes that we had.

So with that, uh, I would like to propose a toast.

What the fuck is a toast gonna do, bring him back?

You know what, shut the fuck up, Nathan!

Why do you have to be so depressing all the time?

Don'! You think it's depressing romanticizing a guy

that was stupid enough to get himself killed

because he was in deep with some drug dealers?

Or whatever happened to him.

Don't you have any fucking feelings, Nathan?

Such an asshole.

Like I was about to say... To Jimmy, he was a great friend,

and the funniest guy I've ever met.

No matter how down you were, or no matter how down he was,

he was always good for a laugh.

Here here.

Cheers.

Do you guys remember when he rearranged the reindeer

on Mrs. Heller's lawn, so on Christmas Day

they were all humping each other?

Christmas morning, right?

Classic, man.

Or the time that he jelloed the pool?

Or the time that he faked putting pot into all

the cafeteria cupcakes and the entire school was dismissed

because everyone thought they were high?

Oh my God.

Remember Donald Buckley?

Oh my God...

It? On, go!

Hi Donald!

Congratulations on being Valedictorian.

Blow any football players this weekend?

That's funny, Donald.

Actually, I am doing an interview for the school paper

and I was wondering if you wanted to answer

a couple questions for us.

No.

Hey, it's on!

It's On!

One shot dude, one shot right here.

There he is, there he is.

Yes!

Fuck you, Buckley!

There goes your scholarship, buddy!

So what did Jimmy have against Donald Buckley?

Hmm... He asked Beth out on a dale.

Buckley?

What?

Oh my God.

I mean, I don't understand, why did everyone wanna

ask out Beth in high school?

She's cute, ok.

She was more than cute.

She had that, uh, that velvet tongue.

I'm gelling tight in the pants just thinking about her.

Beth was always there for you.

You do anything?

You had a thing for Beth, huh, Nathan?

Oh, you're blushing, dude.

Beth was Jimmy's girlfriend.

Yeah, alright, guys.

Who's the asshole, huh?

What? No, not me.

Seriously guys, come on, pizza?

I mean, that's really fucking high school.

Maybe a little bit of imagination next time?

There's five boxes, Ryan.

One for each of us.

Yo, Pedro, where... where'd the pizzas come from, huh?

No? You don't speak English?

Not a fucking thing, huh?

Fuck man!

Help!

Help. Help!

Help!

Hey Beth, it's Ron from work, uh, where are ya?

Beth, it's Ron.

Two days in a row, I hope everything's ok.

Call the office.

Hey Beth, I don't know what to say...

sorry this isn't working out, um, there's no need to come in,

we'll mail you a check.

Ok, good luck.

Beth, I, uh, I hope this is you, ifs me, Jessie,

Jessie Anderson from Grace Arbor.

Beth, I, I have some bad news about Jimmy.

Look, I'm sorry, Ok?

I didn't want lo scare the girls.

Bullshit, you didn't want lo scare the girls!

Why didn't you tell me?

It's confidential, Ryan, Ok?

If word got out that Jimmy was barbequed like a brisket,

the whole town would go crazy.

I mean, there is a sick luck out there, dude.

Somebody stole my phone.

What?

Look, I'm not sure what happened, alright.

Maybe you misplaced it.

Did you check your car or something?

No, that fucking thing is tethered to me, man.

I called the pizza parlor.

Somebody called in those pizzas under my name, using my phone.

Look, you gotta start telling me everything, Ok Blake?

Ok.

I mean ill.

Alright!

No more of this police bullshit.

Hey Blake?

Somebody's fucking with our heads, man.

Talk to Nathan?

No, fuck Nathan!

Fucking faggot.

Who moved my fucking car?

You're fucking kidding me.

Someone racked up a thousand dollars in porn sites

on my credit card.

Somebody moved my car to another parking spot.

Someone ordered a guy prostitute to my house.

I got this in the mail today.

Dipshit, why didn't you tell me you had my phone?

I had lo see if we were involved, man!

We're being targeted, Ryan!

Shit.

Do you know what's happening right now?

What do you mean we're being targeted?

Jimmy wasn't killed because of a bad gambling debt

and Blake knows it.

Jimmy was killed on the same day as Brandon Booth.

You guys remember him?