The Shortcut Page #3

- Sir, I truly believe your son is deranged.

Hartley:

You'd better stay the hell off my land!

Mrs. Hartley:

Frank, what are we gonna do?

Mr. Hartley:

I don't know.

(dog barks)

- (loud thud)

- (dog yelps)

Hey, what's up

with Christy Doyle?

Christy Doyle?

(snorts)

- Why?

- She flirted with me

- in the guidance center today.

- Oh, she flirted with you, huh?

Then why are you

asking me questions, mister?

Well, you've known her

a lot longer than I have.

Like what's she all about?

Fill me in. (sniffs)

Derek, it's not like we hang out.

I don't know anything about the girl.

Take it easy.

Just help me out.

- Is she dating anybody?

- (sighs) Matt Fink; fullback.

They've been dating for,

like, 2 years.

Really?

She's not a cheerleader, is she?

- No, she's a soccer player.

- Nice.

So what's wrong with their relationship?

There's gotta be something.

I don't want to talk

about Christy Doyle.

Come on, Lisa. 2 years?

You know it's getting stale.

I don't know, man.

Sorry.

- I gotta go to work.

- Okay.

Thanks for the advice.

Call you later.

Bye.

- Tobey!

- I took the shortcut!

- What shortcut?

- The dog, he killed it!

Tobey, what are you talking about?

Did you do something?

- No, I didn't do anything.

- Tell me what happened.

These kids just

showed me this path

and there was this dog

all cut up and I fell in the blood.

It wasn't me.

It was the old man.

He said if I went back,

I was next.

- What old man?!

- I don't know who he is.

You know you can

tell me the truth, right?

I am.

Don't tell Mom, okay?

It really wasn't me this time,

I swear.

Did anybody else see you?

All right, come on.

I'll find out who this old man is.

Where's this shortcut anyway?

(cell phone rings)

(beeps)

- Yo.

- Mark:
We're freakin' slammed here, man.

(reception crackling)

Where are you?

We're--

- Hello?

- Come on, man. We're slam--

I've got really crappy

reception here.

We're short-staffed. You aren't here,

I'm gonna beat off in your apron.

(stammers)

I'll be there in like 5 minutes.

All right.

(beeps)

- Girl:
Hey, Derek.

- Hey, Julie.

Hey, you're here. Good.

- Yeah, sorry I'm late.

- No, it's great. It's great.

Man, Coach is so

pissed off at you.

He told everyone what you said,

which was actually quite amusing.

Really. So awesome

to be hated by people.

Number 89.

Are you okay, bro?

I'm in the kitchen talking

to Lisa on the phone,

Tobey comes in

with blood all over him.

What? What happened?

Is he okay?

Yeah, he's fine.

It was dog's blood.

Dog's blood?

Yeah, he found one

all hacked up in the woods.

Some old man was in there.

He thinks that maybe he did it.

Bastard scared Tobey

half to death.

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