INT. VAN - LATE NIGHT A MEXICAN in a hippie van speeds on a quiet suburban area.

There is a black car behind him. MEXICAN (sweating) Shit shit shit shit. Suddenly, we hear a silenced gun shot as his left rear view window shatters. MEXICAN FUCK! The MEXICAN loses control, and skids into the drive-way of a suburban house. He tries to run away. EXT. ROOFTOP - LATE NIGHT We see through the sights of a sniper rifle, perched on top of a warehouse in the distance. Through the sights, we see the men getting out of the black car with pistols. They fire at the MEXICAN. MEXICAN SNIPER (whispers) Fuck fuck fuck fuck. He fires, blowing the head off of one of the men holding a pistol. Seconds after, the second man with the pistol shoots the MEXICAN in the back. MEXICAN SNIPER SHIT! The sniper sets his sights on the second pistoled man, who is sprinting towards the van. He blows his head off. MEXICAN SNIPER (into walkie talkie) Jose's dead. We need someone over here NOW. The sniper begins to pack up his equipment. As soon as he puts his gun in his case, we see (from the rooftop) a very fat teenager with a jew fro run out to the van with binoculars around his neck. He jumps in the van, and puts it

2 into full throttle. INT. VAN - LATE STROM, the fat boy, is sweating profusely as he looks into the back of the van, where we reveal an incredibly large amount of marijuana and cocaine piled to the roof of the van. STROM (eyes lit up, quietly) Holy shit. He tightens his grip on the steering wheel. INT. KEVIN THURMOUNT'S HOUSE - DAY JONAH, KEVIN's 5 year old brother, sits at the dinner table in a normal chair. KEVIN is forced to lean up against a chair that is normally supposed to be JONAH's. JONAH Dad, do negroes celebrate Christmas? ROD THURMOUNT (thick Texan accent) Watch the language, son. We call them "holidays" now. (beat, thinking) But that's a good question. You'll have to stop over at the prison sometime to find out. KEVIN (offended) Dad! ROD THURMOUNT (oblivious) What? KEVIN shakes his head. We hear a knock at the door. ROD goes to open it. Standing at the door is STROM, the fat kid with the jew fro. He takes breaths between words, and has a lisp. STROM Hello, Mr. Thurmount. I am Strom, Kevin's friend!

3 ROD THURMOUNT Kevin's friend, huh? I didn't know that was possible! ROD and JONAH laugh very loudly at the joke, and STROM joins. KEVIN is extremely confused. He has never talked to STOM in his life. ROD THURMOUNT Well, you two have fun, I guess. INT. KEVIN'S ROOM - DAY STROM paces back and forth. KEVIN sits on his bed. STROM has stopped acting like a four year old. Think Jonah Hill, now. KEVIN Why the heck are you here? STROM I did something insane last night. KEVIN I don't even know you. STROM Do you even know anyone? KEVIN That's a good point. STROM keeps pacing. He's having a very hard time working up the courage to tell KEVIN what he did. STROM Holy shit. (beat) Okay. (beat) God damnit. (beat) I killed a dude. KEVIN (standing up, whisper yell) ARE YOU KIDDING ME?

4 STROM Yes. But I do have like, 500 pounds of marijuana in a van I stole last night. KEVIN Seriously? Why'd you say you killed someone then? STROM To soften the blow of telling you I stole a drug van. KEVIN True... (beat, sudden realization) YOU STOLE A DRUG VAN? STROM Yes. KEVIN WHY? STROM (still in shock, staring at the ground) I have no idea, man. (beat, looking up) But I need your help. KEVIN (speechless) But, dude! You ca- I - why me? I'm literally the last person I'd choose for something like this. STROM Exactly. If a druggie goes missing, people get suspicious. If you go missing, people won't care. KEVIN Thanks. STROM No problem.

5 KEVIN But I can't do this. STROM pulls KEVIN by the collar, so their noses are touching. STROM (emotional, almost shaking) Look man. See all this shit? He points at the homework splayed all over KEVIN's bed. STROM Fuck that. Your life sucks and you know it. You need an adventure more than anyone I know. KEVIN This isn't an adventure, man! This is real. You stole drugs! Lots of drugs! STROM It's really not that much. Just come out and see, and we'll make the decision then. EXT. KEVINS HOUSE - DAY STROM opens up the door of the van. KEVIN immediately faints after seeing all of the drugs. INT. VAN - DAY STROM has aviators on, as he drives the van on sketchy, woodsy two-track. KEVIN is passed out. KEVIN slowly wakes up. STROM Morning, sunshine! (quick beat) You do NOT take good hits when you're unconscious. KEVIN (disoriented) Hits? STROM Yeah, you know... (pointing at the weed)

6 Weed. KEVIN What the hell is wrong with you? STROM Nothing. (quick beat) And that is EXACTLY the problem, my friend. EXT. CLIFF - DAY STROM and KEVIN look out into the water, hundreds of feet below. KEVIN is pacing. Their van sits right on the edge. They have put the drugs into potato sacks, far away from the van. KEVIN Can I just go home now? STROM You could try, I guess. You would probably die. Probably is a key word, though. STROM begins to unscrew the license plate from the van. CUT TO : EXT. CLIFF - DAY The 2 stand far away from the van and license plate, both wearing goggles. STOM presses a button on a small device, and the license plate explodes. KEVIN flinches, and STROM is invigorated. KEVIN What about the van? They walk towards the license plate. STROM We can't kill the van, dude. We need something to travel in. STROM kicks the license plate off of the cliff. We watch its descent.

7 KEVIN (pointing at drugs) So...why, wha- what's thaSTROM I'm giving you an opportunity. We're leaving the drugs and the van here until tomorrow night. If someone doesn't find it... (beat, thinking intensely) If someone doesn't find it... Fuck it. I'll think of something. (beat) Is that fair enough? KEVIN Comparatively, yes. Realistically, no. STROM I don't know what those words mean, but I'm gonna assume it's good. (beat) Let's go catch a bus. EXT. BUS STOP - DAWN STROM and KEVIN board the bus. There is some silence, as KEVIN seems to be deep in thought. KEVIN How'd you get the name Strom? STROM It's a nickname. I was eating dinner in my little, little kid thing, one day, and my parents gave me a piece of pastrami to eat. It tasted really good, so I was like, "this is good." (beat, as if traumatized) And, and I just kept asking for more and more pastrami. (beat, he looks up at KEVIN) I ate the whole package, Kevin. KEVIN Wow. That's, that's really touching,

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