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ROD
Who knows what they’ll make you do. You know white people into some crazy sex slave shit.
Chris laughs.
CHRIS
Yeah, I’m like 99% sure they’re not a kinky sex family, but-
ROD
Why not? Jeffery Dahmer ate niggas’ heads, but that was after he fucked the heads.
ROD (CONT’D)
You think they saw that shit coming? Hell no.
(MORE)
ROD (CONT’D)
One second they think they just gonna suck some dick, next second they sucking dick but their head isn’t on their body Chris.
CHRIS
And thanks for that image, right there.
ROD
I saw that on A&E, so that’s real life.
CHRIS
It’s the black people out here that are the weirdest. The help. It’s like they’re possessed or……
ROD
Hypnotised.
CHRIS
(dry)
Ha ha--
ROD
I’m just connecting the dots you presenting me with. The mom puttin’ trances on niggas and
fuckin’ them. It’s clear as day and that’s fucked up. She hot?
CHRIS
What’s fucked up is: You’re the first line of defense against terrorism.
ROD
This is good shit tho.
CHRIS
Oh, and the one other black guest is like the whitest-most dude at the party.
Rod laughs.
CHRIS (CONT’D)
I mean Rod, if you could see what this dude is wearing.
ROD
Send me a picture. You are a photographer.
(MORE)
ROD (CONT’D)
You should be documentin’ this shit.
CHRIS
(amused)
Aiight. I’ll try.
ROD
And yo, don’t say I didn’t warn you ‘cause my ass sure as Hell ain’t coming up to the country to save you from no fuckin’ witch coven…… Unless the mom’s hot. She hot?
CHRIS
Thanks Rod, bye.
Chris hangs up and brings his phone with him. He opens the door. Georgina stands right outside it, eerie smile and all.
Chris is startled.
GEORGINA
Hello.
CHRIS
Hi.
Georgina’s voice is shaky and careful.
GEORGINA
I owe you an apology. I shouldn’t be touching things that don’t belong to me.
CHRIS
Oh, no. It’s cool. I was just confused.
GEORGINA
I lifted your cellular phone this morning to wipe down the dresser and it accidentally came undone, see?
CHRIS
Yeah, I--
GEORGINA
Rather than meddle with it further, I left it that way.
CHRIS
Really, it’s okay. I didn’t mean to rat you out. Georgina eyes get lost for a moment. There’s a pain behind her smile.
CHRIS (CONT’D)
……get you in trouble.
GEORGINA
Oh no, no, no, no, no, no…… Aren’t you the sweetest thing? Not at all. The Armitages are so good to us; They treat us like family.
EXT. BACKYARD - AFTERNOON
Chris walks back into the back yard where Dean entertains seven people Chris hasn’t met. They turn as Chris approaches smiling eagerly. They all seem to share a private joke.
DEAN Chris! There you are. I wanted to introduce you to some old friends.
We’ll do it quickly. Down the line: David and Marcia Wincott, Ronald and Celia Jeffries, Hiroki Tanaka, and Fredrich and Jessika Walden.
Each couple - DAVID and MARCIA, RONALD and CELIA, HIROKI, FREDRICH and JESSIKA - waves as they are named.
CHRIS
Too many names to remember but……
The couples all laugh nervously.
HIROKI
(to Dean in Japanese)
Who knows what they’ll make you do. You know white people into some crazy sex slave shit.
Chris laughs.
CHRIS
Yeah, I’m like 99% sure they’re not a kinky sex family, but-
ROD
Why not? Jeffery Dahmer ate niggas’ heads, but that was after he fucked the heads.
ROD (CONT’D)
You think they saw that shit coming? Hell no.
(MORE)
ROD (CONT’D)
One second they think they just gonna suck some dick, next second they sucking dick but their head isn’t on their body Chris.
CHRIS
And thanks for that image, right there.
ROD
I saw that on A&E, so that’s real life.
CHRIS
It’s the black people out here that are the weirdest. The help. It’s like they’re possessed or……
ROD
Hypnotised.
CHRIS
(dry)
Ha ha--
ROD
I’m just connecting the dots you presenting me with. The mom puttin’ trances on niggas and
fuckin’ them. It’s clear as day and that’s fucked up. She hot?
CHRIS
What’s fucked up is: You’re the first line of defense against terrorism.
ROD
This is good shit tho.
CHRIS
Oh, and the one other black guest is like the whitest-most dude at the party.
Rod laughs.
CHRIS (CONT’D)
I mean Rod, if you could see what this dude is wearing.
ROD
Send me a picture. You are a photographer.
(MORE)
ROD (CONT’D)
You should be documentin’ this shit.
CHRIS
(amused)
Aiight. I’ll try.
ROD
And yo, don’t say I didn’t warn you ‘cause my ass sure as Hell ain’t coming up to the country to save you from no fuckin’ witch coven…… Unless the mom’s hot. She hot?
CHRIS
Thanks Rod, bye.
Chris hangs up and brings his phone with him. He opens the door. Georgina stands right outside it, eerie smile and all.
Chris is startled.
GEORGINA
Hello.
CHRIS
Hi.
Georgina’s voice is shaky and careful.
GEORGINA
I owe you an apology. I shouldn’t be touching things that don’t belong to me.
CHRIS
Oh, no. It’s cool. I was just confused.
GEORGINA
I lifted your cellular phone this morning to wipe down the dresser and it accidentally came undone, see?
CHRIS
Yeah, I--
GEORGINA
Rather than meddle with it further, I left it that way.
CHRIS
Really, it’s okay. I didn’t mean to rat you out. Georgina eyes get lost for a moment. There’s a pain behind her smile.
CHRIS (CONT’D)
……get you in trouble.
GEORGINA
Oh no, no, no, no, no, no…… Aren’t you the sweetest thing? Not at all. The Armitages are so good to us; They treat us like family.
EXT. BACKYARD - AFTERNOON
Chris walks back into the back yard where Dean entertains seven people Chris hasn’t met. They turn as Chris approaches smiling eagerly. They all seem to share a private joke.
DEAN Chris! There you are. I wanted to introduce you to some old friends.
We’ll do it quickly. Down the line: David and Marcia Wincott, Ronald and Celia Jeffries, Hiroki Tanaka, and Fredrich and Jessika Walden.
Each couple - DAVID and MARCIA, RONALD and CELIA, HIROKI, FREDRICH and JESSIKA - waves as they are named.
CHRIS
Too many names to remember but……
The couples all laugh nervously.
HIROKI
(to Dean in Japanese)
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