The Visit Page #5

an isolated farm.

People sneaking around.

Is it dead bodies?

Is it dead bodies?

Is it dead bodies?

(lock slides)

(hinge creaking)

(door closes)

(thumping)

I'm gonna go to the shed.

Ugh.

Smells like ass in here.

(flies buzzing)

I'm--

I-I'm moving closer

to the suspicious pile.

(buzzing continues)

Oh, sh*t!

(groaning)

Oh, goddamn it!

(groaning continues)

Ohh! Sarah McLachlan!

Tyler.

What the hell, Nana?

Your Pop Pop

has incontinence.

He hides his accidents

in the shed,

and then I think

he burns them

out in the field.

He's such a physical man,

he gets ashamed.

You must be disappointed

in your grandparents.

I'm sorry

we ruined things.

We're really trying.

I'll make you

some bread pudding.

Are we okay?

Yeah.

Yeah, I'm good,

Nana.

Good.

(door slams)

My mom's a classic

narrative character.

She says things like

"Things don't work out for me,"

and then makes it happen.

(footsteps)

She needs the elixir,

or all of her relationships

will fall apart.

TYLER:

Becca!

Pop Pop, we play this game

where you have to

point to a building,

and you have to say

who lives there

and what they secretly do.

Becca,

do that police station.

A police officer

named Jerry

works there,

but he never

comes in to work,

he never answers

the phone,

because all he

really wants to do

is be a Latin dancer.

(all laugh)

TYLER:

Ooh, okay, I'll go.

That huge brick building

back there is a sneaker factory,

and a woman named Sally

works there--

Oh, that's Maple Shade,

actually.

Yeah, M-Mom said

you guys volunteer there.

Yeah, every Tuesday

and Thursday.

They're good people.

There's just nobody there

to take care of 'em.

I have to find

my Maple Shade badge

and we'll visit.

Join us on a journey into

young Loretta Jamison's past.

This was young Loretta's

high school.

Young Loretta and her friends

used to hang out at this sign.

We will now go around

to the back

to catch a glimpse of young,

mischievous Loretta's locker

through a window.

BECCA:

Pop Pop,

was Mom a good student?

We have to go.

That fellow

keeps staring at us.

H-He's--

He's not, Pop Pop.

Damn it,

he keeps stopping.

Pop Pop?

Pretending

like he's not watching.

What are you doing?

Pop Pop, stop!

Hey.

Hey!

Stop following me.

No, no, no,

don't--

He's following me!

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

I'm not following you!

I don't know who you are!

Stop following me,

you cross-eyed--

Pop Pop! Pop Pop!

You're hurting him!

Get off me!

Hey.

What's

your problem?

Tyler.

He doesn't know you,

Pop Pop.

Oh, man.

Yeah, my mistake.

I'm fine.

I'm-I'm--

I'm sorry.

TYLER:

That was crazy.

He's as strong as a wrestler.

BECCA:

He's old.

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