The Christian Avenger By Paul Fritz Bishop

SCENE I: INT. BRIAN AND NATASHA’S BEDROOM BRIAN is laying on his side in bed, presumably asleep. The bed room is darkly lit by a single lamp on the bedside table, which also has candles, incense, and a framed picture of BRIAN and NASTY TASHA, the walls are covered with paintings and drawings. NASTY TASHA enters, quietly closing the door behind her, and climbing into bed next to BRIAN. NASTY TASHA I finally got her to stop crying... NASTY TASHA cuddles up next to BRIAN, kisses him on the cheek and rests her head on his shoulder. BRIAN does not respond. NASTY TASHA ...Honey, I just smothered our baby. BRIAN slowly opens his eyes, NASTY TASHA sighs and kisses him softly on the shoulder. SCENE II: INT. BRIAN’S BEDROOM BRIAN awakes in bed, sitting up and looking around while breathing heavily and sweating. The room is considerably messier, the walls are bare, and the bedside table is only covered in more mess, and the framed picture is of BRIAN, appearing to be on vacation. BRIAN looks at the alarm clock on the bedside table, as it changes from 6:59 to 7:00, the alarm begins going off. SCENE III: INT. BRIAN’S LIVING ROOM / KENNETH’S CUBICLE Close up on sweaty forehead and eyes of BRIAN, audible heavy breathing, he blinks the sweat out of his eyes. Close up of a large, crucifix on a wall in the living room. Close up of the lips of BRIAN, as he runs his tongue along his dry lips and swallowing hard. Close up of framed picture of The Virgin Mary and baby Jesus beside rotary phone on a table beside the couch. NASTY TASHA (V.O) Ooh (giggles) any one out there want to have a little fun with me? NASTY TASHA appears to be sitting at her computer, on a web cam, seductively caressing her chest and biting her lip.

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CONTINUED: BRIAN (V.O) Oh god yes, I want to fuck you so hard that my dick goes right through you and you would fucking love it. Oh... (moans and grunts)

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BRIAN is sitting in the middle of the couch with his laptop, sweating and swearing as he masturbates. The living room, much like the bedroom, is messy. The table in front of the couch is covered with newspapers and plates. BRIAN I’m going to tie you up and pump you full of cum. NASTY TASHA (V.O) Is anyone out there watching me? (Giggles) Do you boys want me.... to take my shirt off? BRIAN I want to cum all over your tits and lick it off. BRIAN begins thrusting his hips uncontrollably and twitching, he sinks into the couch with a sigh of relief. BRIAN turns away from the laptop with a look of remorse. NASTY TASHA smiles playfully, looking away and back at her web cam, giggling. NASTY TASHA Mmm, that was fun. This is Nasty Tasha from Twisted Bitches.com signing off for now and, as always, thanks to my all subscribers. Bye bye, boys and girls. BRIAN closes his laptop and sets it down on the table, he starts digging through the mess on the table and retrieves a piece of ripped lined paper which reads "CHRISTIAN CRISIS LINE 1 888 728 4687". BRIAN grabs the rotary phone off the couch side table and sets it in front of him, he squints at his hand written note and begins dialing. BRIAN (MUTTERING, AS HE DIALS) (silently dialing 1 888) ...7...2... BRIAN stops and squints at the note for a moment. (silently dials 8)...4...6...8...7 BRIAN sets down the note, dial tones are audible. (CONTINUED)

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OPERATOR (V.O) Thank you for calling Christian Outreach Crisis Line, please hold and a representative will be right with you. More dial tones are audible. KENNETH (V.O) You’ve reached Christian Outreach Crisis Line, my name is Kenneth, can I have your credit card number and your name as it appears on the account? BRIAN My name is Brian Nelson and I- uh, I actually would rather not give my credit card information over the phone... KENNETH is sitting in a cubicle, wearing a headset and typing. His desk has framed pictures of KENNETH with his friends, a large picture of the Christian Outreach Ministries logo is on his cubicle wall. KENNETH It’s okay, sir. We don’t take the three digit security number on the back, so you will only be charged for your call and any monthly subscriptions or donations you would like to sign up for today. I promise we’re not going to go shopping with your credit card number or anything. (Laughs) BRIAN audibly sighs, KENNETH patiently waits as BRIAN presumably digs his credit card out. BRIAN (V.O) 527... 4026... 135... 796... 077... KENNETH types this information into his computer. KENNETH Okay, great, and what are you calling in about today, Brian? BRIAN sighs and sits up more straight while pulling his pants on better.

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CONTINUED: BRIAN I am an unmarried man and I have taken a particular, sexual interest in a woman I do not know... My thoughts of her are not.. pure. KENNETH (V.O) Well, we have seen many cases like this before, but just remember that the intentions of a man towards a woman should always be pure and in the pursuit of a happy marriage. BRIAN But... every time I see her and I think about her, I just want to... hump her, hump, hump so hard that... I, uh- I.... want her so badly...

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KENNETH sits at his cubicle with a mixture of disgust and intrigue, clearly dumbfounded. KENNETH turns in his swivel chair and types on his keyboard, staring intently at the monitor in silence. BRIAN (V.O) ...Are you... still there? KENNETH Yes, I’m here. Okay, what you are describing is a struggle between what you think you want, sexual gratification, and what you really need... KENNETH stops typing, and starts searching his desk, he picks up a bible and starts thumbing through it on his lap. BRIAN (V.O) What I... need? KENNETH What you need is a wife. BRIAN audibly sighs, KENNETH continues flipping through the pages of his bible. KENNETH What you need... is... companionship. KENNETH appears to find the chapter and verse he was searching for, and begins to read. (CONTINUED)

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BRIAN has sunk into the couch, looking dismal with the phone on his lap. KENNETH (V.O) First Corinthians 7: "It is good for a man not to touch a woman. Nevertheless, to avoid fornication, let every man have his own wife, and let every woman have her own husband." When you first fulfill your need, the things you want will come to you and... (sighs) listen, just wait ’til you’re married to fuck, okay? BRIAN Okay. KENNETH (V.O) Great, I think we all learned something today, praise be to the lord. Amen. BRIAN Amen. KENNETH (V.O) And is there anything else I can do for you today, Brian? BRIAN Do you have some suggested readings? SCENE IV: EXT. BRIAN’S APARTMENT BUILDING DOORWAY (NOON) BRIAN is sitting on the front steps of his building, appearing to intently read his bible. Close up on the eyes of BRIAN, close up on eyes of NASTY TASHA in a picture, close up on a cross necklace laying across her chest. DAVE (OFF SCREEN) Hey man, are you reading the bible? DAVE suddenly appears standing on the opposite end of the steps, against the wall, smoking. BRIAN quietly closes his bible, clearly annoyed. BRIAN Sorry?

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DAVE Is that the bible you’re reading? BRIAN Yes. DAVE Do you... believe in that stuff? BRIAN Yes, uh I- I do. DAVE I don’t, man. BRIAN Oh, uh, well then... BRIAN tries to continue reading his bible, but DAVE takes a seat next to him on the steps. DAVE C’mon man, you know organized religion is... it’s all just a new elaborate version of cavemen worshiping the sun. BRIAN sighs. DAVE You know Jesus is a plagiarized character? He’s like, a collaborative of all these messiah figures in other, much older organized religions. He’s just a rip off of Horus, man! BRIAN Well, I think... over the years, the figure of Jesus has been interpreted and represented many different ways by different peopleDAVE See, I don’t think Jesus even existed, man! BRIAN But the figure of Jesus Christ, under many different names, is consistently represented as the son of God and the savior of mankinduh... (CONTINUED)

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BRIAN stops and turns to DAVE, who has been shaking his head for as long as BRIAN has been speaking. DAVE slowly stands up. DAVE Nah man, I think you’re just being closed minded and I think it’s a real shame that you’re so quick disregard, uh... other perspectives on things. BRIAN You just openly attacked my faith and then ignored everything that I said in defense ofDAVE That’s it, man! Don’t speak to "defend", speak to discuss. I think you should embrace the opportunity in talking to strangers to, I don’t know, maybe get a different perspective? Try new things? You should just be more open to the world, man. DAVE flicks his cigarette and turns to leave. DAVE Whatever dude, have fun with your messiah. BRIAN, dumbfounded, watches DAVE leave. SCENE V: INT. NATASHA’S BEDROOM / BRIAN’S BEDROOM NATASHA sits at her computer, on her web cam, looking bored and unenthusiastically caressing her chest. NASTY TASHA Hmm... where are all you boys and girls tonight? ...Chat room’s looking a bit sparse tonight... BRIAN (V.O) (Moans) Oh, c’mon, show your tits, show your tits already, c’mon! Fuck! BRIAN is sitting up in his bed, his back against the wall, and his laptop on his lap, masturbating.

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NASTY TASHA (V.O) Are you all being flaky with me? Hmm... well... alright boys, I’ll be back tomorrowBRIAN What? Fuck! BRIAN appears to more vigorously masturbate, breathing heavily and gritting his teeth trying to cum quickly. NASTY TASHA (V.O) I’ll be waiting for you all... to come... BRIAN throws his head back against the wall, groaning more loudly and letting out occasional, aggressive grunts. BRIAN begins to climax, using both hands, his mouth wide. BRIAN lets out a long moan as he achieves an orgasm, breathing heavily afterward. NASTY TASHA (V.O) I’m... Nasty Tasha, signing off from Twisted Bitches.com... um, good night...? BRIAN continues breathing heavily, sighs deeply, and closes his laptop. SCENE VI: INT. / EXT. BRIAN’S APARTMENT BUILDING (LONG TAKE) BRIAN exits from his apartment, carrying two garbage bags. BRIAN walks down a stairway, through a long hallway, exiting out of the building in the morning. BRIAN climbs a few steps over to a dumpster, tossing his bags in. BRIAN continues back to the apartment building through another door, TOM stands in the door way, smoking a cigarette. BRIAN passes TOM, unlocks the door and steps into his building. TOM enters from behind BRIAN, grabbing him roughly by the clothes, pointing a gun at the back of his head. TOM (OFF SCREEN) Hands up, get on your fucking knees. BRIAN puts his hands up, still holding his apartment keys, and gets down on his knees. TOM (OFF SCREEN) Which apartment do you live in?

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TOM roughly pulls BRIAN to his feet, keeping the gun pointed at his head. TOM (OFF SCREEN) Let’s go. BRIAN leads TOM with his hands up, they go up the stairs. As they approach the apartment door, TOM roughly grabs BRIAN again and shoves him into the apartment. TOM shoves BRIAN to his knees in the living room, as NASTY TASHA enters, wearing an apron and oven mitts, carrying a fresh tray of baked goods from the kitchen. TOM points his gun at NASTY TASHA. TOM Take your clothes off and get on the fucking couch. Audio of alarm clock. SCENE VII: INT. BRIAN’S BEDROOM BRIAN slowly wakes up in his bed, uncovered by the twisted sheets, wearing a white shirt, boxers, and black socks. He drags himself across the mattress to swipe at the alarm clock, turning it off. BRIAN slowly pushes himself up, groaning, and sits up in his bed, he sighs. Audio of a phone ringing. SCENE VIII: INT. JACKIE’S CUBICLE / BRIAN’S KITCHEN JACKIE is sitting at her desk, staring forward blankly while eating chips. The phone continues to ring, JACKIE sighs, reaching out of frame and bringing the receiver to her ear. JACKIE will continue to eat chips through this scene. JACKIE Hi, credit card number and name as it appears on the account? BRIAN (V.O) 527, 4026, 135, 796077. Brian L. Nelson. JACKIE types this information on her keyboard. JACKIE Okay, thanks... JACKIE continues to stare vacantly and eat chips. (CONTINUED)

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BRIAN sits at his kitchen table, which is covered in pots, plates, and mess. He holds the receiver to his ear, the phone on the table in front of him, as well as his wallet laying open with his credit card on top. He eats noodles from a pot on the table. A moment passes in silence. JACKIE (V.O) So, what’s up? BRIAN I’ve been having recurring dreams in which I’m married to a porn star and... bad things happen to us... JACKIE (V.O) What kind of bad things? BRIAN Last night, I had a dream that a man broke into our home and raped her in front of me... JACKIE (V.O) (Chuckles) That’s fucked up. BRIAN I think God has been... sending me these dreams... JACKIE (V.O) Hmm... I don’t know if that’s so much God as your imagination. BRIAN Maybe you’re right... I- I don’t know, I just think I need to be more involved in... my faith and surrounded by people of my congregation... I think the closer I am to God, the farther I will be from a sinful life and these awful images I- I have... in my head. JACKIE is searching her desk passively, she picks up a pamphlet for Christian Outreach Support Groups. JACKIE Hmm, like good vibes and such. Okay... Well, we have a number of support groups through the church-

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JACKIE looks around some more, picking up a pamphlet for Christian Outreach Door to Door Fundraiser Offices, she begins reading it. JACKIE (Reading) Well, "a great way to feel closer to God is by getting others to come into the light of our faith as a door to door representative for our Christian Outreach Awareness Campaign"... BRIAN listens intently, running his fingers through his hair. BRIAN You really think so? JACKIE (V.O) Oh yeah... "what better testament to the goodness of the Lord than a... faithful son to spread the good word...?" There’s an office on Hemming and Krause in the North End of the city. BRIAN Do I just go in with a resume? JACKIE (V.O) Yeah, it’s open... 9 to 5 every day, except Sunday... obviously... BRIAN grabs a pen and paper off the messy kitchen table. BRIAN Uh, yeah, what was the uh... address? SCENE IX: EXT. STREETS OF ASHDALE (MORNING) BRIAN walks through the streets of Ashdale, wondering curiously and looks carefully at street numbers as he passes buildings. BRIAN walks past SANDWICH BOARD GUY, wearing an army jacket and ripped jeans, as well as a sandwich board sign which reads "THE END IS NIGH", BRIAN looks over his shoulder as he passes him.

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BRIAN arrives outside of OFFICE, he squints at his hand written note and then at the building number before entering. SCENE X: INT. CHRISTIAN OUTREACH OFFICE BOBBY sits at a desk, typing on a keyboard while ISLA sorts papers and forms in Christian Outreach binders on the table behind BOBBY. The office is neat and well organized. BOBBY (In a normal tone of voice) -So I said, well if it’s not that big of a deal then she can sort it out herself. ISLA (In a normal tone of voice) Yeah, you can’t get yourself involved in that. BRIAN enters, BOBBY and ISLA immediately turn to acknowledge him and will continue speaking through the rest of the scene with a much more up beat, enthusiastic tone. BOBBY Hello! BRIAN Hi, um, Bobby? BOBBY Yes, are you here for an interview? BRIAN Yeah, I uh- Brian Nelson? BOBBY Alright, just take a seat and I’ll be right with you. BRIAN Okay, thanks... BOBBY turns back to typing on his keyboard, follow BRIAN as he takes a seat at the table, ISLA smiles at him. ISLA Hi there!

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BRIAN Hello. ISLA (Stretching her hand across the table to BRIAN) My name is Isla. BRIAN (Shaking hands with ISLA) I’m Brian, nice to meet you, Isla. ISLA Nice to meet you! ISLA starts putting the binders in a book bag. JOSHUA enters from the back room, wearing a robe and holding a coffee mug. ISLA (to JOSHUA) Good morning, Joshua! JOSHUA (to ISLA) Hi. BRIAN (to Joshua) Hey. JOSHUA nods curtly to BRIAN and turns to acknowledge ISLA and BOBBY. JOSHUA You guys, I just wanted to ask that you don’t use the bathroom upstairs while I’m still sleeping in the back. The sound of the water in the pipes wakes me up way earlier than I need to be up. BOBBY (OFF SCREEN) Aw, sorry about that, bud. JOSHUA shrugs passively, though clearly annoyed. ISLA takes a seat at the table, setting the book bag down beside her seat. BOBBY (OFF SCREEN) Joshua, this is Brian, he’s here for an interview.

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JOSHUA (to BRIAN) Hey. JOSHUA drifts back out of the room, swigging the last of his coffee and closing the door to the back room behind him. BOBBY takes a seat at the table next to ISLA. BOBBY Joshua has been living in our back room for the past few weeks while he looks for a new place. (Chuckles) We do things a little differently around here. So, I have... your... resume... BOBBY sorts through some folders and papers before finding a resume BOBBY ...Here. (Reading) Your name is Brian Lester Nelson of 56 Vickers Drive... just outside the city? BRIAN Yes. BOBBY And you’ve previously worked as a janitor at a... post office and you have... a lot of volunteer work here... are you involved with any churches? BRIAN Yes, uh- actually, most of my volunteer work has been through my church, Christ the King. BOBBY Okay... Roman Catholic, I trust? BRIAN Yes, I’ve been going there since I was a boy. BOBBY Okay, great, so you understand that this is pretty much missionary work, but on a much more personal level. You WILL be entering people’s homes, but only to tell them about the good word... and (MORE) (CONTINUED)

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BOBBY (cont’d) offer them access to the amazing services offered by Christian Outreach Ministries. BRIAN So, it’s... soliciting. JOSHUA re enters from the back room, now in a complete change of clothes, he walks over to a coffee pot in the background and pours himself another cup. BOBBY (Mildly offended) Absolutely not. We are not trying to sell them anything, we are an awareness campaignBOBBY stops, closes his eyes, takes a deep breath, shaking himself off with a chuckle. BOBBY (Calmly smiling) I can understand that someone who’s a bit of a... cynic might want to label the work we do as "solicitation", but that’s... that’s just not at all what we do. We do, however, accept donations from the public, which are kind of the grease to keep the Christian Outreach wheels turning. (turns to JOSHUA) Hey, Joshua, what’s the best part about working here? JOSHUA (shrugs) Just... spreading the good word, man. BOBBY I’m with you there, buddy. JOSHUA exits, BOBBY turns back to BRIAN. BOBBY So what do you think? You up to spread the good word with us? BRIAN I- uh, I guess so.

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CONTINUED: BOBBY Great, well, thanks for coming in today, man. We’ll see you here tomorrow at 9 sharp to get you out on the streets and uh, get you started your probationary period. BRIAN Oh... that’s it, I’ve got the job? BOBBY That’s it, you got the job buddy! BRIAN Oh, okay! BOBBY Yeah, nobody else applied. BRIAN Oh, um.... thanks... BOBBY Hey, no problem, man. Just one more thing, remember to bring a New King James Bible in with you tomorrow, cause if you don’t, we’ll have to send you home.

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BRIAN smiles awkwardly and lets out a feeble laugh and then sighs. SCENE XI: INT. BRIAN’S LIVING ROOM / EXT. ASHDALE BRIAN enters into frame, sitting down on the couch and setting his laptop on the table in front of him. BRIAN types with one hand, while unbuttoning his pants and sticking his other hand down the crotch of his pants. Close up on the eyes of BRIAN, as he search and reads his monitor, he suddenly appears confused. BRIAN takes his other hand out of his pants and types with it as well. BRIAN appears more panicked and he starts using his touch pad, reloading the page and entering "NASTY TASHA" into the search bar. BRIAN (Muttering) Where the... fuck is her profile? BRIAN angrily pounds the enter key of his keyboard.

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BRIAN Where... is her chat room? ...She’s not even on the fucking site any more! Search: ... Nasty Tasha... No! Who the fuck is "Lick Me Lisa"!? BRIAN begins panicking more, pulling on his hair and grunting, he suddenly has an idea. BRIAN Her blog... I’ll check her blogBRIAN begins hurriedly typing, he stops and appears to read over the site, stroking his face and scrolling through the site with his touch pad. BRIAN (Muttering) April 26... 2 weeks ago... "Hi, I’m really excited about the show"...? BRIAN reads silently to himself for a moment and suddenly stands, crouched over the monitor and yells at his laptop. BRIAN You never fucking update your blog! BRIAN stands and paces for a moment, he takes a deep breath. BRIAN violently begins throwing a tantrum, grabbing objects in the room and throwing them angrily against the wall. BRIAN sits on the couch, his head in his hands. BRIAN looks up at his computer and beings typing frantically again, he searches and reads intently for a moment. BRIAN sighs, takes off his glasses and rubs his eyes. BRIAN begins sobbing hysterically, making deep gasps and crying. BRIAN She’s gone! Fuck, fuck! ...She left me! BRIAN continues to sob, holding his head in his hands. BRIAN sits up in his bed, reading his bible by the light of the lamp on his bedside table. BRIAN is looking at his picture of NASTY TASHA, tucked in his bible. BRIAN looks down sadly at the picture on his lap, appearing absolutely miserable.

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BRIAN tears through his cupboards in search of alcohol, he angrily pulls things out and looks in his fridge. BRIAN pulls on his jacket and slips on his shoes, exiting his apartment and locking the door behind him. BRIAN is walking down the sidewalk at night, he hurries his stride and begins running towards a store that is closing, he pleads with LIQUOR STORE EMPLOYEE locking the door. BRIAN Please, please, it’s only... (looks at watch) 10:02! I’ll just be two seconds, please! LIQUOR STORE EMPLOYEE ignores BRIAN, going inside the store. BRIAN I need it! BRIAN walks through the streets, he stops HOMELESS MAN, pushing cart of recyclables, drinking from bottle of whiskey. BRIAN inaudibly stops HOMELESS MAN, pulling out his wallet and pleading with a fistful of cash. HOMELESS MAN accepts the offer, giving BRIAN the bottle of whiskey in exchange for the cash. BRIAN pulls out more cash, pleading, HOMELESS MAN retrieves a bottle of wine from his cart and sells it to BRIAN for the rest of his cash. BRIAN sits and drinks, sobbing. BRIAN stumbles along the sidewalks while drinking heavily from his bottle. BRIAN falls over, appearing surprised and confused. BRIAN finds a pile of garbage bags and begins tearing through them madly. BRIAN throws back his head and drinking wine. BRIAN urinates in an alleyway, stumbling out while doing up his pants. BRIAN sifts through cigarette butts on his hands and knees, he finds one that is longer and lights it with a match. BRIAN sits on the sidewalk, drinking from his bottle. BRIAN passes out either on a park bench or at a cemetery statue scene. BRIAN awakes the next morning, either on a park bench, or a cemetery statue scene. BRIAN checks his watch, groans and begins stumbling away.

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SCENE XII: EXT. STREETS OF ASHDALE (MORNING) SOAP BOX PREACHER yells out his speech to no one atop a short brick wall, BRIAN is walking down the street in his direction. SOAP BOX PREACHER gestures strongly with a bible in one hand, holding a wooden cross in the other. SOAP BOX PREACHER The end times are upon us and if we do NOT repent, we WILL burn for an eternity of suffering and torment within in the gates of the city of Din, in... HELL! I implore upon you, my brethern, to lend me your ears as... I- uh, I read... yes!... SOAP BOX PREACHER opens his bible with one hand and begins reading loudly. SOAP BOX PREACHER Uh- um, Revelation! 14... 7.. "Fear God and give glory to him; for the hour of his Judgement is come-" BRIAN begins to approach SOAP BOX PREACHER, who immediately turns and begins trying to engage him, setting his cross down. SOAP BOX PREACHER O Brother, won’t you hear my message of great doom? But also of great hope, and of renewal...! BRIAN slows down his walking, squints at SOAP BOX PREACHER, who has already started hurriedly flipping through his bible and finding a verse. BRIAN stops. BRIAN I really have to be going, it’s my first daySOAP BOX PREACHER Revelation! ...5... 2! "And I saw a strong angel proclaiming with a loud voice, Who is worthy to open the book, and to loosen the seals thereof?" And brother, let me tell you, I have been touched and I have touched many, many people. I believe I have a gift-

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BRIAN puts his hand up to shrug SOAP BOX PREACHER off, walking away hurriedly. However, SOAP BOX PREACHER takes little notice and simply continues yelling after him. SOAP BOX PREACHER I believe I can guide you, my brethren, from this world... onto the next. For when the earth and the heavens fall, we shall rise anew in everlasting glory and spend eternity in the bliss of a new world! Praise be to our lord, amen! SCENE XIII: EXT. CHRISTIAN OUTREACH OFFICE (MORNING) BOBBY and ISLA are standing outside the office, chatting. BOBBY (In a normal tone of voice) And she tells me that she thought THAT was the best way to handle it. ISLA (In a normal tone of voice) Wow... BOBBY and ISLA looks off screen and sees BRIAN approaching, both smile widely and begins speaking once more with a much more up beat tone. ISLA Hi Brian! BOBBY Hey buddy, how’s it going? BRIAN enters the frame, ISLA smiles at him as well, also now using a much more enthusiastic tone of voice. BRIAN Hi... uh, good. ISLA Excited for your first day? BRIAN Yeah. BOBBY You look a bit rough, Brian... everything okay?

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BRIAN Yes, I’m just an bit nervous... BOBBY Brian... have you been drinking? BRIAN sighs, swallowing hard. BOBBY Isla, could you excuse us? ISLA Oh, yeah... of course. ISLA turns to leave, but suddenly reaches out and touches BRIAN on the arm, he turns to her with a wild expression of surprise. ISLA God bless, Brian. ISLA inhales sharply, as if choked up and hurries into the office. BOBBY crosses his arms. BOBBY I’m going to ask you onceBRIAN Yes... I’m sorry... BOBBY (Sighs) Brian, alcoholism is an awful ailment... we have all had our brush with... cruel temptations, but keep it at home, okay? I can’t have you coming in to work smelling like shit and reeking of booze. BRIAN Okay. BOBBY I think working with Joshua today will be good for you, Brian. Joshua is one of the best representatives for Christian Outreach Ministries International... he’s been recognized on a national level, and he’s overcome his own fair share of trials.

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CONTINUED: BRIAN Yes, sir. BOBBY Remember Brian, this is the lord’s work we are doing... so don’t fuck around. BRIAN Yeah, of course...

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JOSHUA exits from office, appearing incredibly groggy, carrying a book bag and clutching a travel coffee mug. JOSHUA looks at BOBBY and lastly BRIAN, he sighs and gestures for BRIAN to follow him, visibly annoyed. BRIAN follows JOSHUA off frame. BOBBY Have fun and God bless! SCENE XIV: EXT. TRAIL OUTSIDE NEIGHBORHOOD (NOON) JOSHUA leads BRIAN down the trail, they stop just outside a cul-de-sac. JOSHUA throws his book bag off and starts digging through it. JOSHUA Here’s good... I’ll give you your stuff and you can take the street up that way (swings his arm without looking, pointing aimlessly) JOSHUA begins handing things to BRIAN from off screen, he passes him a binder and a vest. JOSHUA (OFF SCREEN) Don’t start off by asking people if they’ve heard the good news, they fucking hate that shit... JOSHUA begins listing off things as he hands them to BRIAN. JOSHUA (OFF SCREEN) Pens... badge... Christian Outreach brand mints... BRIAN looks curiously at the tin of mints with the Christian Outreach logo on them. JOSHUA (OFF SCREEN) Oh, and if you’re wearing any brand name clothing with logos on them, cover it up. (CONTINUED)

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JOSHUA stands and turns to acknowledge BRIAN, holding a joint and a lighter. JOSHUA Today, you are a Christian Avenger. BRIAN What’s that? JOSHUA lights the joint and takes a deep drag. JOSHUA That’s what we call ourselves... the people who work here. BRIAN Oh... hey, is that a joint? JOSHUA (Shaking his head) No... absolutely not... BRIAN passes everything but the vest to JOSHUA. BRIAN Do you mind- uh, holding this while I put on my vest? BRIAN pulls his vest on, JOSHUA looks around calmly while smoking his joint. BRIAN clips his badge onto the front of his vest. JOSHUA passes him back his binder. BRIAN So, uh- how did you get into this sort of work? JOSHUA I pissed away my dad’s inheritance and had my family home foreclosed... I was referred to this job through an alcoholic support group. BRIAN Oh... I was referred by a phone line... I had bad dreams. JOSHUA and BRIAN share a moment of silence. JOSHUA Uh huh.

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BRIAN I’m sorry about your dad. JOSHUA Yeah, well... BRIAN Were you two close orJOSHUA Do you like God, Brian? BRIAN ...Yeah, I suppose... JOSHUA Why? What’s he done for you lately? BRIAN (Struggles to find his words) Uh- geeze, I don’t know, my- my health? I’m thankful for... my homeJOSHUA I’m not asking you to tell me what you’re thankful for like we’re having Thanksgiving Dinner... I want to know what God has done for you lately. BRIAN I- I don’t know. JOSHUA Well, you should figure that out, because that’s the first fucking thing anyone who wants to attack your faith is going to ask you... and if you don’t know, well then you just look mighty stupid on their front steps with your dick in your hand, don’t you? BRIAN I guess...? JOSHUA (Looks away from BRIAN) You can go get started. JOSHUA looks out into space and continues to smoke his joint, BRIAN walks away, confused.

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SCENE XV: EXT. HINKLEY RESIDENCE (AFTERNOON) BRIAN stands outside the door, writing in his binder. He rings the door bell / knocks on the door. Audio of a dog barking. JOANNE Shut up, Rusty! JOANNE opens the door, standing in cut off jean shorts and a white wife beater. JOANNE leans on the doorway with her arms crossed. JOANNE (Angrily) Hello? BRIAN I’m, uh, a representative for... Christian Outreach, today... um, we’re looking for people interesting in, uh, showing their, uh, support... for it...? RICKY (OFF SCREEN) Joanne! Who the fuck is it? JOANNE (TO RICKY) It’s one of those Christfags, Ricky! RICKY (OFF SCREEN) Well tell them to fuck off! It’s Saturday, for fucksakes! JOANNE (TO RICKY) Now that wouldn’t be very Christian like, would it Ricky? BRIAN chuckles, JOANNE turns her glare to him intensely. JOANNE What are you laughing at? BRIAN Um... nothing. JOANNE (Scoffs) Yeah, well I’m going to have to ask you to leave.

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BRIAN (nods) Okay, sure, so, should I... just put you down as not interested? JOANNE slams the door, BRIAN calmly writes in his binder. SCENE XVI: EXT. PAULA’S HOUSE (AFTERNOON) BRIAN knocks on a door from off screen, set to perspective of BRIAN. PAULA answers the door, smoking a cigarette. PAULA Hello? BRIAN (OFF SCREEN) Hi, my name is BrianPAULA Hi Brian! BRIAN (OFF SCREEN) Hello. Uh, I’m here on behalf of Christian Outreach Ministries...? PAULA Oh yes, come in, come in. How are you? PAULA steps out of the doorway and gestures for BRIAN to come in, BRIAN enters from off screen and into the house. BRIAN I’m good, thank you. PAULA closes the door behind him. SCENE XVII: INT. PAULA’S LIVING ROOM BRIAN sits on PAULA’S couch, the walls in her room are covered with materials and paintings. The room is quite messy, with multiple things used for ash trays lying around the room. PAULA enters from off screen, sitting down next to BRIAN with two cups of tea, she hands on to BRIAN. PAULA Here you go.

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A moment passes in silence, PAULA smokes her cigarette. BRIAN hurriedly takes a sip from his tea. BRIAN Mmm! PAULA smiles at BRIAN. BRIAN (nodding) It’s good. PAULA Listen, I know all about your cause and I would LOVE to support itBRIAN Oh, okay. Well, um... BRIAN picks up his binder from beside him and opens it, trying to quickly find the forms he needs. BRIAN ...would you like to do the monthly donations to the organization and uh, be the grease to keep the wheels turning...? PAULA Well, actually, I had someone come to my house last week doing the same thing... but... (sighs) I just don’t have the money to do it right now, I’m really invested in my music and I don’t have any steady income, just what I make at gigs, really. BRIAN Oh... PAULA (nodding) Yeah, sorry. It’s a GREAT organization though! BRIAN closes his binder, obviously deflated. BRIAN Yeah, uh... it is. But, uh, if you knew what I was doing here and had someone here before... why did you invite me in? (CONTINUED)

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PAULA (Shrugs) I don’t know... you seemed nice. And it’s been nice. Don’t you think? BRIAN Um... I guess. PAULA Has it... not been nice? I meanI’m not keeping you hostage in my home on the hopes of you signing me up for your charity or whatever, am I? BRIAN No! PAULA Okay, good. Well then... it’s been nice (laughs) BRIAN (Nodding) Yeah. PAULA moves a little close to BRIAN on the couch, staring at him intently. PAULA Brian, I may be a little forward here, and if it’s not cool then we can drop it, okay? BRIAN ...Okay...? PAULA We are just people, in a shared space in which I want us both to feel... comfortable. Where a disagreement does not need to lead to conflict... BRIAN I’m comfortable. PAULA Well, good! I want you to be and I want to share something with you...

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BRIAN looks slightly uncomfortable, shifting in his seat as PAULA moves closer. Then suddenly dropping down out of frame, BRIAN is startled as PAULA reaches under her couch and digs out a box. PAULA Would you... like to smoke some pot with me? BRIAN Oh...Oh! Um, Okay... PAULA (Smiling) Groovy. PAULA digs through the wood box from under the couch, takes out a bag of marijuana and papers begins rolling a joint while BRIAN looks around the room. BRIAN Now that I think about it... I’ve never smoked pot before. PAULA Oh? What is making you suddenly want to do it? BRIAN Uh... I don’t know... PAULA You don’t have to just because I offered... BRIAN No, no, it’s not that, I... I want to... I’m curious. PAULA Oh, okay then. BRIAN I think my supervisor smokes pot. PAULA At work? BRIAN Yeah.

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PAULA No way! (Laughs) BRIAN Yeah, but he just completely denied it while he was smoking this joint in front of me. PAULA (Laughs) Man, I want your job! BRIAN ...So, you’re a musician? PAULA Mmhmm, I play gee-tar for the people. PAULA climbs off the floor and back onto the bed beside BRIAN. BRIAN watches as PAULA pulls the joint smoothly between her lips. PAULA (TO BRIAN) Gotta make it holy. PAULA lights the joint and takes a drag. Camera follows joint as it is passed to BRIAN, who takes a drag and holds in it. BRIAN starts coughing immediately as he exhales. BRIAN Thank you. BRIAN takes another drag of the joint, and listens to PAULA. Camera follows joint as it is passed to PAULA. PAULA takes two quick drags of the joint, before passing it back off screen to BRIAN, the camera turns to BRIAN. BRIAN Do... you like God, Paula? Follow joint being passed to PAULA. PAULA Yeah, I guess the idea of God is kinda cool. I’m more in the persuasion of what lies between what can think and what can be thought of as subjective, neither thinking nor thought itself, y’know?

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During this dialogue, the camera shifts focus to BRIAN, listening intently. The joint is passed to BRIAN from off screen. PAULA Do you like God? BRIAN Yeah... I’m just not sure what he’s done for me lately... BRIAN smiles faintly, BRIAN holds the joint out to PAULA, the camera shifts to PAULA, staring at BRIAN. Close up of PAULA from the perspective of BRIAN. PAULA looks down and away from BRIAN, looking back at him with a shy smile and taking the joint. PAULA I like you, Brian. You’re... different. PAULA passes the joint to BRIAN, his hand taking it from off screen. Close up of BRIAN from the perspective of PAULA, trying to contain his coughing. Cut back to close up of PAULA, smiling, the video becomes blurred with motion as PAULA gets up and leaves the frame. Cut back to BRIAN, taking a deep breath and sighing. BRIAN leaves from PAULA’S HOUSE, walking with little coordination. BRIAN notices he took his tea cup, he considers running back in to return, but looks in it at, throws his head back and drinking the rest. BRIAN delicately set it on the front steps and leaves. SCENE XVIII: EXT. BUD’S HOUSE (LATE AFTERNOON) BRIAN arrives outside BUD’S HOUSE, trying to walk while writing in his binder, though clearly lacking the coordination. BRIAN stands outside the house, squinting at the house number and continuing to write in his binder. VICTIM 1 falls from around the corner of the garage, knocking over garbage bins. VICTIM 1 Fuck!

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BRIAN turns and watches in horror and VICTIM 1, bloodied and bruised with his feet and hands tied, pushing himself up and sees BRIAN. VICTIM 1 Hey, you! Help me! VICTIM 1 starts moving towards BRIAN, pleading. VICTIM 1 Please, just untie my hands! BRIAN (Vacantly) I’m stoned... VICTIM 1 What? BRIAN I’ve never been high before... I don’t know what to do... VICTIM 1 They’re going to fucking kill me! STEVEN and BUD slam the front door open and hurry out, STEVEN has a noticeable black eye / mark on his face. STEVEN Get back here, you little bitch! VICTIM 1 Shit! VICTIM 1 tries to run, but STEVEN quickly pushes him to his knees. BUD points a gun at BRIAN, who immediately drops his binder and puts his hands up. BUD Who the fuck are you? BRIAN I’m high! Close up of BUD from the perspective of BRIAN. BUD is pointing his gun past the camera at BRIAN. STEVEN starts dragging VICTIM 1 into the house, past BUD. BUD pulls a cigarette out of his chest pocket and puts it in his mouth, he digs a lighter out of his pants pocket and lights his cigarette, while still pointing the gun at BRIAN.

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VICTIM 1 Fuck! STEVEN Shut up! BUD chuckles to himself. Cut to BRIAN from perspective of BUD, still holding his hands up. Cut back to BUD, exhaling some cigarette smoke while keeping his eyes locked on BRIAN. BUD Well... looks like we’ve got ourselves a new little piggy to play with... BUD reaches out of frame, grabbing BRIAN roughly by the clothes and leading him into frame then into the house, closing the door behind him. SCENE XIX: INT. BUD’S GARAGE STEVEN drags VICTIM 1 into the garage and off screen, BRIAN is followed at gunpoint by BUD. VICTIM 2 is tied to a table and gagged from the perspective of BRIAN, he non verbally pleads and groans. VICTIM 2 is tied with his arms exposed. STEVEN is crouched down, yelling in the face of VICTIM 1, who is on his knees. STEVEN (Pointing at his face) You think this is fucking funny? STEVEN very roughly slaps VICTIM 1 with the back of his hand, VICTIM 1 falls to the floor and remains still. STEVEN turns to VICTIM 2, who is loudly groaning. STEVEN picks up a bat and begins beating it over the arms of VICTIM 2, who screams past his gag. His arms bleed after continued beatings. STEVEN then turns and approaches the camera (BRIAN) STEVEN Now who are you? BRIAN, held at gunpoint by BUD, swallows hard, rushing his words.

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BRIAN (OFF SCREEN) I’m a representative of Christian Outreach Awareness CampaignBUD roughly growls at BRIAN. BUD Oh, so your here to save us poor sinners, huh? Fuck God. God don’t live here, I do. I’m fucking in charge here! (TO STEVEN) I guess that makes me god. BRIAN I’m not here to save anyone... BUD Shut up. You’re worse than the fucking homeless, begging for change right at people’s doors. What has GOD done for you lately? BRIAN freezes. BRIAN I’m not sure how to answer that yet... STEVEN laughs and smiles at BRIAN, who is off screen. STEVEN You’re a preacher man then, are you? (chuckles) You fucking touch little kids? BRIAN (OFF SCREEN) I’m not a priestSTEVEN Shut up! I know all about what you faggots do... but trust me... you’re going to be begging to me before God this time... BUD stomps on BRIAN’S shin, causing his knees to buckle. BRIAN is on his knees in front of STEVEN, as BUD holds him at gunpoint. BUD (OFF SCREEN) I want first go on this one...

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STEVEN steps aside as BUD stands in front of BRIAN, who turns his look to the floor. BUD laughs and pets BRIAN’S head. BRIAN Father, please forgive me... BUD (OFF SCREEN) That’s right, you beg to your God... why don’t you beg to me too, we’ll see who COMES first. BRIAN quietly removes a swiss army knife from his pocket, extracting the cork screw. VICTIM 2 tries to scream past his gag, BUD turns and yells at VICTIM 2. BUD (TO VICTIM 2) Shut up! BRIAN holds the corkscrew high above his head and brings it down on BUD’S foot. BUD screams, and recoils in pain. BRIAN hurries to his feet, pulling out a knife, he stabs BUD in the stomach, they both scream. BUD falls to the ground, groaning in pain, BRIAN turns to STEVEN and swipes his knife at him wildly. BRIAN Don’t follow me! BRIAN hurries past STEVEN out of the garage. BUD Ow! Jesus, fuck! STEVEN Shit, shit, shit! STEVEN grabs the gun from BUD, cocks it, and hurries after BRIAN as BUD continues to groan in pain on the floor. SCENE XX: EXT. SWAMP / PATH LEADING TO SWAMP Running ahead of BRIAN as he hurried out of the house and down the trail, slipping and falling into the swamp. BRIAN struggles to his feet and begins running into the swamp. BRIAN unsuccessfully tries to navigate the swamp, before deciding to stay low and keep quiet. (CONTINUED)

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BRIAN scans the swamp carefully, breathing heavily. STEVEN brings the gun up from out of frame and points it at BRIAN, he pulls back and hammer. STEVEN (OFF SCREEN) You... stupid fuck! Get on your knees! BRIAN gets down on his knees, he swallows hard and tightens his face expectantly. STEVEN (OFF SCREEN) I’m going to put an asshole where your face used to be... and fuck it! The camera moves down and follows the hands of BRIAN as he reaches for a brick laying on the ground at his knees and tightens his grip on it. STEVEN (OFF SCREEN) Your hear me? There’s gonna be nothing left of your fucking face! BRIAN quickly turns and heaves his weight with the brick into STEVEN, causing STEVEN to fall out of frame and be knocked unconcious. BRIAN, breathing heavily, looks around, he takes STEVEN’S gun, stares down intently at STEVEN for a moment then sighs. BRIAN starts hoisting STEVEN up to drag him out of the swamp. BRIAN drags an unconcious STEVEN out of the swamp, once on solid ground he drops STEVEN and falls to his knees. BRIAN vomits, gasping for breath between heaves. STEVEN begins to stir, BRIAN hurries to his feet, pointing the gun at STEVEN. BRIAN Get the fuck up, shit licker. STEVEN slowly pushes himself up to a stand, appearing to slip in and out of conciousness. BRIAN grabs his roughly by the back of the clothes. BRIAN Start walking. BRIAN pushes STEVEN out of frame at gun point.

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SCENE XXI: INT. BUD’S HOUSE STEVEN leads BRIAN into the house at gun point, BRIAN stops STEVEN and forces to prop up on his knees. BRIAN closes the door behind them before whispering into STEVEN’S ear. BRIAN (Whispering to STEVEN) Call your friend out... now. STEVEN Bud! ...Get out here! BUD Steven!? BUD enters from room on the left, BRIAN quickly draws his gun. BUD is held by gunpoint. BRIAN You asked me what God has done for me lately... well... I know how to answer that now... BRIAN pulls back the hammer, staring BUD down with the sight on the gun. BRIAN God put this gun in my hand. BRIAN shoots BUD in the chest, who falls to the ground, dead. STEVEN You fucking killed him! BRIAN backhands STEVEN with the butt of his gun, causing STEVEN to fall to the floor. BRIAN Deuteronomy 23:1... "He that is wounded in his stones, or hath his privy member cut off... shall not enter into the congregation of God"... STEVEN The fuck does that mean!? BRIAN I’m going to blow your dick off so you burn in hell!

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BRIAN shoots STEVEN in the crotch, causing STEVEN to clutch his groin and scream in pain. STEVEN You shot me in the dick... you fucker! BRIAN kneels down and turns STEVEN on his side, BRIAN digs the wallet out of STEVEN’S back pocket before pushing him back onto his back and opening the wallet on his stomach, STEVEN sobs. BRIAN begins taking out the money in STEVEN’S wallet. BRIAN Thank you for your donation to Christian Outreach Ministries today, we appreciate your support and it is because of your kind contribution that we can continue to offer our services to your community. BRIAN begins to count the cash, muttering to himself. STEVEN continues to sob and groan on his back. STEVEN Who... who the fuck are you!? Cut to BRIAN from the perspective of STEVEN. BRIAN My name is Brian Nelson, and I’m a Christian Avenger. BRIAN reaches past the camera and takes a pack of cigarettes out of STEVEN’S chest pocket. BRIAN I’m going to have one of these... BRIAN pulls out a cigarette and puts it between his lips, throwing the pack on STEVEN. BRIAN fishes a lighter out of STEVEN’S pants pocket, lighting his cigarette with it. BRIAN sighs in relief, pushes himself to his feet and exits. STEVEN continues to cry out, the door slams shut behind BRIAN.

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SCENE XXII: EXT. TRAIL OUTSIDE NEIGHBORHOOD (EVENING) JOSHUA is seen standing exactly where he was last seen, appearing concerned. JOSHUA sees BRIAN off screen and acknowledges him as he enters. JOSHUA Where the hell have you been, man? There’s been gun fire, fucking cop cars showing up and shitseriously, what the fuck? BRIAN calmly walks over, takes out the money and counts the it out again in front of JOSHUA and puts it in JOSHUA’S hand. BRIAN takes a drag from his cigarette. BRIAN Hard sell. BRIAN leaves up the trail, JOSHUA stuffs the money in his pocket and hurriedly follows him. (SCENE XXII): EXT. BRIAN’S APT / EXT. SWAMP BRIAN gets off the bus, crossing the road to his apartment building. BRIAN digs his keys out of his pocket, looking down while sifting through them. TOM, wearing a hooded jacket, approaches BRIAN, looking down while holding something close to him. TOM suddenly stops BRIAN and holds him at gunpoint, BRIAN appears unfazed. TOM (Nervously) Give- give me your wallet. BRIAN scoffs, he puts his keys back in his pocket, smiling at TOM. TOM Now, bitch! BRIAN calmly reaches behind him, as if getting his wallet out of his pocket, though he instead pulls out a gun. BRIAN Oh, I don’t think so. BRIAN holds the gun above his head, pointing it directly in the air with a smile.

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BRIAN Run. BRIAN pulls the trigger, only to discover that he is out of bullets. BRIAN freezes, shocked and suddenly afraid for his life. BRIAN and TOM stand in silence, BRIAN continues to hold the gun above his head, breathing heavily. TOM shoots BRIAN twice in the stomach, BRIAN falls backward onto the ground, gasping for breath. TOM kneels down beside BRIAN, taking his wallet and running off into the night as BRIAN lays on the ground, breathing sharply in panic. Close up of BRIAN, as he lay on his back, gripping his bloody stomach. BRIAN breathing slows, his eyes close as he struggles to remain conscious. The camera continues to zoom in on the face of BRIAN. BRIAN (Whispering) Take me home... BRIAN opens his eyes, no longer appearing to be in pain or having trouble breathing. BRIAN sits up and finds himself in the swamp, he looks around expectantly, though the scene is calm and serene. Suddenly, STEVEN and BUD slowly rise to the top of the water in the swamp as BRIAN watches in amazement. STEVEN and BUD crawl out of the swamp, STEVEN has a bloodied crotch and head wound while BUD has a bloodied torso. STEVEN crawls on top of BRIAN, staring at his vacantly with dead eyes. STEVEN, from the perspective of BRIAN, begins to spit up a dark, syrupy liquid from his mouth. STEVEN opens his mouth widely, staring at BRIAN, who screams. BUD grabs BRIAN’s leg and starts dragging him into the swamp, STEVEN sluggishly follows. BUD calmly walks into the water, dragging BRIAN by the leg as he disappears under the water. BRIAN screams and swings his limbs wildly, though begins sinking into the swamp. STEVEN climbs into the swamp with BRIAN, clutching onto him while whispering in his ear.

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STEVEN Welcome to Hell, Brian Nelson. BRIAN screams as he and STEVEN disappear into the water. Bubbles break the surface of the water. FADE TO BLACK. Open on bedside table in Brian’s Bedroom, the picture Brian had of Nasty Tasha in his bible earlier has been placed next in the frame to the picture of BRIAN on vacation.

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