Other - A look at a strange thing on the laptop at a cafe. A click on the rail separating the table from the walk, she looks up, a crow looking back. They stare ... a roll of the eyes she shoves the plate across and pulls out her phone ... "He's checked in. It's tonight."
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The listener watches the mid-day traffic through the diner window, everyone's hot as hell. Tie loosened and jacket on the side like it was thrown down in an act of protest against fate. The waitress steps up with the vessel.
Waitress - "Topper ?"
Listener - Distracted, "Hm ? Yeah sure. Thank you."
Waitress - Sneaking in a closer look as she pours, he intuitively pulls his eyes away damned. "Hey ... are you ... "
Listener - A laugh. "No. No I'm a ... well these days I'm his stunt double."
Waitress - Interested smile, "Really ?"
Listener - Another laugh before a sip ... "Yeah."
Waitress - "So what's that like ?"
Listener - "You mean what's he like ?"
Waitress - "No. I'm sure he's an asshole. I mean those are really intense movies. What's that like ?" Sits down leaning in like it's a secret ... "I mean ... how many buildings have you fallen off of ?"
Listener - A slow real laugh this time ... "Many. Very very many."
Waitress - "Wowwww. I wanna do that some day."
Listener - "You want to ... fall of buildings ?"
Waitress - Eyes grown wide with excitement "YEAH ! Oh my God. You have no idea. And I wanna roll down stairs. Like really shitty ones. And I want to ... " Sees him staring ... "What."
...
Listener - "Do you know who you look like ?"
Waitress - Almost blushing, "I ... get that all the time."
The car pulls away with an extra in the passenger seat.
Listener - In the eve, "It's ... weird. You know. I'm five years older than this guy. And I was doing this ten years before anyone heard of him. Now you know it's like I'm some other fucking guy, to the entire world, and you're right. He is an asshole. And you would not believe, the enemies he's made.
"And yet ... fucker's all I got."
Waitress - "Yeah I know. I mean the part about everyone thinking you're someone else. Sometimes it's cool ... "
Listener - "Discounts."
Waitress - "Mm-hm. But I only feel comfortable at work now because everyone knows a waitress couldn't be her ! I like to dress up ! Like she'd ever go to the bar in this fucking town."
Listener - Smiling while driving, "What fucking town ?"
Waitress - "A laugh and a look to the darkness in the rear view, "Oh yeah." Looks at him.
Listener - "She's a total asshole by the way."
Waitress - "Figures. I just wanna fall down some fucking stairs."
Listener - "Seriously."
And seriously does not realized he just drove by the walker while appreciating her beauty, if noticed in the background.
Listener - "You're prettier."
Waitress - Looks at him. "You think so ?"
Listener - "Oh yeah. She's ... mmmm she's just got some habits we'll say. You know I got caught in that wild fire ?"
Waitress - "Oh my God are you okay ?"
...
Listener - "Yes. But all my cards melted." Looks at her with a smile, "Wanna get a free meal ? They're gonna fucking hate it."
She laughs as they pull into another restaurant. Out the car and in the door, their waitress screams wide eyes as they walk in together, dropping the coffee.
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Some guy who looks just like him at home on the internet, security pacing around as one stumbles over a rug. The guy looks into the screen like a deep pit filled with horror, "Jesus fucking Christ ... I fucking Hate her." Slams it shut ... God ... Damn him."
...
Slides the laptop hard off the desk in a rage as the distracted security bump into each other.
Inside the restaurant, the many many selfies while if noticed the walker walks the road a distance from the window behind.
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The listener's car pulls to the roadside and parks.
Listener - "I'm really sorry about this but I have to do something for a minute. Well. Like maybe half an hour."
Waitress - "Can I come ?"
Listener - "No, that I'm ... " Looks to the glove compartment in horror, realizing what he needs is in there."
Waitress - ... "Oh !" Opens the glove compartment, the gun. "Oh. Um." Looks at him ...
Listener - A shrug ...
Waitress - "Okay." Hands it over like a dead rat by the tail, if one were strangely comfortable with that.
Listener - Getting out of the car ... "It'll be fine."
Waitress - "I know. Hey do you want me to be like ... ready at the wheel just in case ?" Excited nods ...
Listener - ... "Huh. You know that might actually be really cool."
Waitress - "Hee !" Scoots over and grips the wheel staring ahead. "Ready." Looks at him grinning.
Listener - "Yeah. I'll be right back." Closes the door like a grinning idiot and walks into the apple orchard loading, it starts to rain.
During the song's soft part ~
The walker walks the orchard ahead, he pulls his knife. The listener walks a distance behind making out the form in the rain.
Listener - Drawing the gun up, "Chule !" Stepping hard forth, "I can't let you do this Chule."
Walker - Looks as the knife drops an apple from the tree. "Do what ?" A smile, he takes a bite and turns his back.
Listener - Growls the impetus, points and click. Looks at the gun, at the walker ahead, loads again and points. Click. "God ... damnit." Fucks around trying to load it while into his downward view an apple rolls. He looks up as the walker drops more apples to his hand, filling his satchel. Fiddles more and a bullet jams in the receiver.
"! FUCK !"
(2:43)
Kicks the apple, it bounces off a tree and splats on his forehead. He drops the gun and falls back laughing into the puddle.
(3:03)
The manor's door at the orchard edge blows and the smoke pours in. Security turn fast, slowed as one has to arc his rifle over another before flying back hard against the wall.
And the same for more, cast aside as the clearing smoke shows the tactical team in mask moving through with shotguns at the lead.
(3:34)
The apples fall into his hand as the bodies where they do not surrender, his hand hesitating where they do, and moves on to another while the Listener splashes that last two inches away in the mud laughing ...
They burst the office with a guy looking just like him, his security kneeling and knowing better. The actor looks at them in a rage, knocking a pile of papers at them from the desk before the same knowledge. Face pushed hard to the ground for arrest.
Outside the Other watches over smoking, the Walker walking up behind.
Walker - "You're really good at this." Hands her an apple.
Other - A laugh, she drops the smoke in the water. "Thanks." To black with the sound of a bite.
The listener walks out from the orchard, arms out with a smile, covered in mud. The waitress sticks her arms up from the window. "Get in get in !" They peel away for no reason into the night, sirens flash in the distance past the orchard.
(credits)
~ mid credits (music break) ~
To the guy at the vegetable stand while sharing a blunt.
Walker - "Hey uh ... there this guy following me. Some famous guy from hollywood he was in some fucking thing."
Vegetable - "You mean like a pedophile ?"
Walker - "I think he may be ... "
Vegetable - Nods understanding ... "Yeah I got you."
(sound of the waitress laughing ~ music returns)
~ after credits ~
The walker breaks out laughing in the interrogation room, the displeased actor across the table.
Walker - Laughing ... "Oh ... you stupid son of a bitch, you have no idea. I was the good cop." He gets up leaving a smile when she walks in and drops the thick file before the actor's pale terror.
Some guy - "I wanna see my lawyer."
The sound of the walker's laughter behind the glass.
~ What Comes Out of Your Mouth ~
(song's last voice over while the actor stares at the file)