The Eyes

THE EYES:

If it's not too much

trouble may I leave now?

These things are getting

kind of itchy.

Hey.

Wake up.

Hey you.

Shit!

What the hell is this?

What the f*ck is this?!

You tell me!

Look, I'm gonna

fucking die, I'm gonna die,

I know I'm gonna fucking die.

Take it easy.

Take it easy.

Do you know any of these people?

What, what, no.

No, who the f*ck are they?

I asked you.

Hey, what the f*ck

is going on here?

I don't have a clue.

Shit.

Who did this?

I don't know.

But I bet it's a game.

A game?

Fucking six people tied up

knocked the f*ck out!

That's not a fucking game!

Kidnapped.

Stun gunned I think.

Drugged I think.

F*ck.

Are some of these people dead?

I hope not.

All I know is

I got out of my car

and I woke up here.

Radical, well I was

smoking a joint

and I closed my eyes and

now I'm fucking here.

Weird.

This can't be good.

Yeah really?

I'm Jaclyn.

What's your name?

I'm sure it's not

coffee bean head.

No it's not

it's Jeffrey actually.

And I hate these damn things.

Then why

do you wear them?

Well, because I have a girl

and she thinks they're sexy.

Does she suck

on your ears when you do it?

Yeah she does actually.

You're right.

Hey wake up!

Stop it!

Welcome to the tie up.

Help!

Somebody help!

Shut the f*ck up!

They got me.

Who got you?

They got me.

They got me.

Who got you?

What's the meaning of this?

Shit are you okay?!

Jesus who got you?

The one fucking person

who knows something

and she fucking flips.

Give her some time.

Let me free!

I'll kill you you bastards!

Let me free right now!

Let me free right now!

Let me free!

I kill all of you!

I kill you bastards!

Let us free!

What the f*ck.

He's not awake I think.

Hey, wake up.

Come on.

Take it easy.

Wake up, that's it that's right.

That's right.

You're alright.

Okay?

Is that so?

What do you call this?

What's his fucking problem?

He woke up

and found himself tied up

with five other people.

I'm Robby.

What's going on here?

I'm Jeffrey and that

chick across the table,

that's Jaclyn.

I'm Arnold.

Arnold Proctor.

Can any of you explain this?

I think I'm in shock.

Very peculiar, surreal.

Awe, surreal?

Alright this is

fucking real man.

Can you get it?

Real.

And if any of you don't

know why the f*ck we're here

then maybe the screaming

bitch next to me does.

I took a sleeping pill.

Yes, right, right.

So then maybe is some kind

of dream or something.

A dream,

try fucking nightmare.

Like the dream I had before,

I was on the ocean.

I was fishing I think.

Like that, a fucking nightmare.

Are we gonna die?

Personally, I really really

feel like I'm gonna die.

Gentlemen, Jeffrey here

is not very optimistic.

Shut the f*ck up!

No, no yeah, I guess I'm not.

Look sorry dudes.

I just don't know

why the f*ck I'm here.

That's all.

I'll let you be in my dream

if you let me be in yours.

The great Bob Marley.

Or was that Dylan?

This is not a dream.

I don't know maybe we are.

You know, in each others dreams.

Alright Dylan

write something else?

Not that he's dead but...

What is with this guy?

One second

he's acting like Rambo

and the next minute he's

philosophizing about Dylan.

Okay f*ck Dylan!

Young man, Bob Dylan

is a great American

songwriter and poet.

Philosopher.

Okay

I don't give a shit!

You should.

Okay, did you see

your dad quit his job

and then listen to

I Ain't Gonna Work

On Maggie's Farm No More

for days

while his family starved?

You know,

unfortunately like a

lot of people your age

you have

a very limited vocabulary.

Well I learned it

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