INT. BRAD'S HOUSE - DAY
Music. Brad is shown in many parts of his house texting. He
is doing various tasks such as watching History Channel,
playing video games, and doing the dishes. He breaks from
each task to begin feverishly texting. His mom, in a loud
and annoying voice, occasionally asks who he is texting, and
he doesn't respond.
INT. SAM'S CAR AND RESTAURANT - DAY CHARACTERS: CATELYN,
Camera shows an SUV pull up to a driveway. Catelyn steps
past the camera and into the car. Music is loud and the
driver, Samantha, turns it down as Catelyn enters.
Is that your dad looking out the
I don't know. Probably.
So he has to check and make sure
that there aren't any crazy
internet rapists in my trunk?
Maybe you're a crazy internet
Yeah don't tell him my secret or he
won't let you ride with me any
Well I can barely ride with you
anyway. Only to your house, school,
and Taco Barn.
Luckily Taco Barn is the greatest
thing known to man, so you're
Yeah that's true.
It's been like a year. How long do
you have to do this shit?
Well, until the protection agent
dudes tell my dad to stop. He's
been paying them. Mostly to tell
him not to let me go get raped and
to ban me from the internet.
I thought you started getting on?
Just on messenger and stuff.
So he doesn't let you post on
imageboards and post pictures of
I wish. That would be soo sweet. I
mean, that's what I really want to
do with my life.
They are sitting at a table in the Restaurant.
So why isn't anyone in prison over
all of this crap?
Well, I don't really know. No one
has committed any big crimes I
guess, except maybe me responding
to the trolls.
Cate, stop it. It wasn't your
fault. People are just crazy,
especially those idiots.
Come on. You know they're not all
What? Do you know a lot of Internet
tards? Your stalkers talk to you a
You know that guy I've been talking
to? Brad? He's into that Internet
Yeah. He's really funny. He just
likes the funny stuff, not the
crazy hacker stuff.
Come on. Seriously? Those people
ruin your life and then you start
dating one of them?
Dude, no... He's not like them.
Plus, I'm not dating him really.
Didn't you guys go to Taco Barn the
Yeah. And we're doing something
else this weekend where he lives.
He lives over an hour away right? I
can't believe your dad lets you go
to his house with him.
Well, he's not the type of guy that
my dad would be scared of...
Does he know that Brad knows about
No. He doesn't need to know that.
He wouldn't understand that Brad is
Waiter, Daniel, approaches table with a tray of tacos.
Hey! Daniel, right?
Yeah. I know you guys. Johnson's
Algebra 2 right? Senior year? Well,
here's your tacos ma'am.
Daniel sits next to Sam. Catelyn and Sam share a
what-is-this-guy-doing look, and Daniel coughs awkwardly.
So, how have you ladies been since
Work sucks. I'm going to UC Davis
in the fall.
Oh, I've been exploring and stuff,
Yeah, you know, been traveling
through my closet to Narnia and
talking to lions and stuff. That
freaking bear is a douche. He
thinks that just because he is a
talking bear that he's better than
everyone else. Anyway, where have
Daniel looks slightly affronted.
Working here at Taco Barn.
Yeah, Taco Barn is heaven. At
least, eating it is. Working here
must be awful.
Yeah, it is.
Yeah, it seems like everyone who
works at Taco Barn is a huge
faggot. (Catelyn laughs)
Yeah, pretty much. (not happy)
Yeah, you know, all of them. Like,
earlier in the summer, I was
thinking about working here.
Remember that Cate?
Yeah, I remember what happened.
Oh, I walked in to apply, then I
realized I wasn't a huge fucking
faggot, so I left.
(Catelyn high fives)
Nice. (Begrudgingly takes the
Yeah. So I was going through the
drive-through the other night, and
I saw the guy working at the
window, he looked just like you,
and when he gave me my food, I said
No, not really. Actually I told him
he was a huge faggot.
(sarcastic high five)
Daniel looks toward the counter, probably worried about
getting in trouble for flirting instead of working.
So are you guys this nice to
Yes. (long pause, then high five
Well, I'll let you enjoy your food.
I've got to get back to work.
Don't enjoy rolling those chicken
burritos too much.
Oh, I will.
Daniel leaves. His facial expression looks like he's on the
verge of tears.
Rolling your burritos? What does
that even mean?
I don't know...It just sounds like
something faggots would like.
Um...I guess. (laugh) We're
INT. BRAD'S HOUSE - DAY