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Tires SCREECH outside. Dude 2 stands up. There’s a small crash outside

Yelling

VOICE: FREEZE!

GUNSHOTS

The Boy and Dude 2 look at each other
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Gunshots/commotion are heard as these scenes of a small boy (we assume
The Boy) play:

A small boy running fearfully behind the mansion Buddha statue
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Him emptying an urn over a bridge. Ashes fall like snowflakes into dark water
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Three girls hauntingly towering over him. Their laughing faces, warped like
Fun house mirror reflections
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INT. MANSION – PRESENT

The Boy, in the foyer, is shot from behind. He falls. His head connects
With Buddha’s stone belly

INT. HOSPITAL – DAY

…what’s that sound?…

NAOMI:
You’re lucky

…why’s that?…

NAOMI:
You’re still here after two
Near death experiences

…what do you mean?…

NAOMI:
We had something didn’t we?
(then)
Say something

…you’re not listeni-

The boy realizes he isn’t speaking. He imagines Naomi the way she always
Looks on the couch watching China, IL. In reality she’s sitting on his hospital bed wearing his coat; absentmindedly fingering the hole in it with one hand
Touching his arm with the other. There’s a beeping sound
He’s hooked up to machines-in a coma

NAOMI:
[EDIT] I can’t do this forever…

Naomi kisses his forehead and squeezes his arm before solemnly leaving
For the last time

He struggles to focus his thoughts

INT. HOSPITAL – NIGHT

Fam and Steve stand over The Boy

FAM: (to Steve)
You think he knows he was my best friend?

…was?

Steve gives an [UNDECIDED EMOJI] face :/ it’s vaguely empathetic

FAM:
Should’ve told him… never know now

…never?

INT. HOSPITAL – MORNING

The boy hears doctors discussing him outside his room; 3005
Something about no family and life support?
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Aerial view of The Boy’s bed

…it’s over?…
…It’s over….

He understands everything now. A doctor approaches

He recalls Naomi, “It’s all a cycle.”

The plug is pulled.

…death feels like cold wa-

He ends

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