All The Boys Love Mandy Lane Page #6

It was fun, wasn't it, Mandy?

Thanks for starting up the genny.

F*** you!

Come on, Bird. We were just playing

with you, man. We cool?

OK.

Hey, Chloe, how about a swim?

Skinny-dip.

Just you, me

and the beautiful creature again.

I'm sorry, um... didn't you,

like, f*** Marlin tonight?

I did, actually. Lane?

Last chance to get a piece.

Well, back to the well, then.

No. No, no, no, no. No keys.

Jake, you can't drive.

- Jake, please!

- Don't wait up, ladies!

Hilarious! Give me the f***ing keys!

Jake, give me the f***ing gun, dude!

Marlin!

Where you at, you crazy b*tch?

Marlin!

(guitar)

(Red) # Well, I keep on thinking

'bout you

# Sister golden hair surprise

# And I just can't live without you

# Can't you see it in my eyes?

# And I've been one poor correspondent

# I've been too, too hard to find

# But it doesn't mean

you ain't been on my mind

# Won't you meet me in the middle?

- # Won't you meet me in the air?

- Marlin?

# Won't you love me just a little?

What the f***?

(turns engine off)

(slams door)

Marlin?

That you, babe?

Hey! What are you doing?

Are you crying or puking?

Not that it makes much difference

to me, but...

Nah, I'm just playing with you.

Here,

have a drink.

Don't give me the silent treatment.

Have a drink.

It'll make you feel better.

C'mon, baby, have a drink.

Come on, have a drink.

Oh, sh*t!

Hey!

- Who the f***?

- (gun is cocked)

(druggy distorted voices)

Wait, wait, wait.

Did you guys hear that?

It's just Jake messing around.

No, no, no. He's drunk

and he's in a truck and he's got a gun.

OK, that's bad.

- (gunshot)

- (Chloe) Sh*t!

- Bird, go get him.

- F*** that.

I'm not doing it.

He's been an a**hole all night.

Don't look at me!

I'm not going out there to get shot.

Yeah, just let him cool off.

Oh, my God! OK, fine.

I will go get him myself.

Damn it!

(squeals)

(Garth) I heard a gunshot.

What the hell's going on here, Red?

# Eagles, Eagles, we're the best!

# Better than all the rest!

# We're number one!

# E-A-G-L-E-S!

# Let's have some f***ing fun!

(Marlin whimpers)

# Go... Eagles!

(Garth) Look, I don't care

what you do. I really don't.

But if you're drinking and whatever,

I don't wanna know, right?

I don't need to know.

- (Red) It's not us.

- (Garth) But no guns.

You're the one with the gun.

You've been drinking a lot and doing

a lot of whatever you're doing,

so I'd suggest

you call it a night, alright?

- Take it, man. We're done.

- I'm not gonna take it, Red.

Just sit tight and wait till

the morning. We'll have a big time then.

I would feel much safer

if you were here.

Well, I'm leaving, darling.

Oh, and, uh...

if I hear one more gunshot,

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