Beach Rats Page #6

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[ALL CHUCKLING]

[SIGHS] You guys can't hang out here, sorry.

Fine, we'll go out back.

No.

- What's the problem?

- You gotta go.

- Mom.

- Can I speak with you, please?

ALEXEI:
Ooh.

[ALL LAUGHING]

- I want them out of here.

- They're harmless.

I know exactly who they are.

We aren't even doing anything.

Well, then do nothing somewhere else.

- Fine.

- You have five minutes

to make them disappear.

Yo, bro, you got a message on this site.

FRANKIE:
Get up.

Oh, it's just that guy again.

MAN:
What'd he say?

He wants to get high with me. Alone.

That's bullshit.

Sorry.

Let's just take it from him.

Yeah.

Why would you get high

with this guy, anyways?

And why you even prowling this site?

Nuh, I'm just looking for weed.

What's the plan?

Where do you wanna meet this guy?

Uh...

what if we brought him to the beach?

Yeah, I like that.

- Yeah, all right.

- Let's do it.

Let's do it. [SIGHS]

[TYPING ON KEYBOARD]

[LIGHTER CLICKING]

[FRANKIE KNOCKING]

- That was quick.

- Yeah, come on, get in.

Let me just smoke this first.

I don't wanna stink up your car.

You know, it actually didn't

take that long to get here.

- No?

- Yeah, it's, like,

a 15-minute drive at this hour.

- Makes sense.

- Yeah, I took the BQE

even though it said it was longer.

Did you bring the weed?

Yeah. Where we going?

You don't do this much, do you?

Why?

- Well...

- No, I do.

[CHUCKLES]

- What?

- Nothing.

Am I your type?

No.

What's your type?

Older.

Why?

So, then they don't know anyone I know.

So, you're not out.

I don't really think

of myself as gay, I'm, uh...

But you have sex with men.

Yeah.

Will you have sex with me?

- Maybe.

- [CHUCKLES]

That's okay. I like a challenge.

FRANKIE:

You're gonna wanna take the next right.

[FIREWORKS POPPING IN DISTANCE]

You're free.

JEREMY:
I wish I'd brought my sweatshirt.

[CHUCKLES]

This is actually really nice.

Yeah.

You okay?

Uh, yeah.

Do you have papers?

I think I left my pipe in the car.

Uh... maybe we should just go

back to my place and smoke it.

No, this is nice.

What's going on?

Yo, he got it?

FRANKIE:
Yeah, he's got it.

- Yo, just give them the weed.

- F*** you.

Just give it to them.

FRANKIE:
Check his pockets.

[MUMBLING]

Yo, I think he dropped it.

Hey! Hey, I found it.

WOMAN:
Please tell me what's going on.

Just spit it out.

Please.

What is it?

P.A.:
This is Coney Island, Stillwell Avenue.

Transfer is available

to the D, F, and N train.

[CROWD CHATTERING]

[LOUD POPPING]

[FIREWORKS EXPLODING, CHEERS AND APPLAUSE]

[MUSIC PLAYING]

[WAVES CRASHING]

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