TOTAL VIEW" BY VISHAL V.R. I This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents are either the product of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events, or locales is entirely coincidental. Copyright © 2019 by Vishal V. R. Nandigana ((BACK COVER) ILLUSIONS Matt Anderson, a rich diligent geek leaves to Massachusetts Institute of Technology to study Bachelor of Science in Mathematics. He bubbles to marry a nerdy rich girl Rianna, to have a fairy-tale life. Will Wagner, Matt's best friend is a scanty chef. He rainbows to be a singer and have a rich lifestyle with his girlfriend, Savannah. The two however turn covetous and travel to bizarre dream world. The dreams turn Matt as a drug addict and Will blobs into a bloody criminal. Fasten your seat belts in fracas-turbulence as we gyrate in dream and real worlds to witness the two gaze the real treasure of richness is ones inner conscious and battle out to win their spiritual and material treasure. ACT I CHAPTER 1 LOST WALK Boston avenue witnesses early morning snow showers. The cold wind buzzes the birds to tightly net to their shutters. Amid these strong winds, two gray men, Will Wagner aged 73, chef, musician, Casanova, and Matt Anderson aged 65, nutty geek Mathematician with Glossophobia walk parallel. Matt and Will gaze at one another for a slight second as they quickly eye a Grey car bear a slow reverse from Apartment number 2065, Boston avenue. Matt tens his eyes on the car and serenely looks at Will. Will glares towards Matt for a brief second but boorishly turns his head away. A clubby wind blows over Matt's shoulder. The slow Grey car prepares to go forward. Matt warily dusts snowflakes on his trench coat and eyes Will for the second time. But Will hard in eyes refuses to look into Matt's eyes. Will and Matt part a dark past that twinges them. A saga unwinds. CHAPTER 2 A SAGA UNWINDS Today is October 15th, 1974. We are in Massachusetts Institute of Technology campus in Boston, Massachusetts, United States of America. Massachusetts Institute of Technology also know as MIT is World's best college in science and engineering as its students are superior in mind to crack knotty merciless problems which others do not wish to give a whirl. We see MIT campus brimming with beautiful FALL colors. The cold air buzzes the ears of ingoing students and rain drizzles grazes the tumbling leaves-giving a grandeur picturesque frame. Matt Anderson, our protagonist in this story studies final year Bachelor of Science in Mathematics at MIT along with his three best friends George Board, Mike Dawson and Jerry Matthews. Matt Anderson is 21, is lanky for his age, hates food, doctors advised him to devour protein, but he grubs ice creams, says has got milk and proteins. He's a nutty geek, hogs books and musters puzzles. He pesters people by quizzing them. He has a freakish questioning mind. His other physical features include, is 5 feet 9 inches tall, spots goggle-eye glasses like Looney tunes-got his first shades at 3. He had a power of 1.5. With time, his vision come gloomy, now has shades of 4.5. Also, he was a top-drawer in school, won all school awards. He straws on marks like ice creams. Now, he yens to be a top-drawer in college with the pine to grab the best outgoing student award. He knows he would win the award but his college folks think otherwise. That is because, he has Glossophobia, fear of public speaking especially with girls. He has a bad flashback with girls. When he was at kinder garden, he fell for a flabby. He kissed her but got slapped by the girl because he ain't a stud. His friends taxed him to change and become a stud. They urge him to find a Redgirl so that he can bring out a new leaf in talks, GIRRRLS... But Matt cries the slap. He deems girls are psycho, unfailingly mutter about hot men. He knows he's not hot. He can't share his geek mind with hot girls. He now wishes to go out with a girl who is beautiful and at the same time as geeky as him. He sparks beautiful nerd girls are attracted to rich prince like the fairy-tales. He specters becoming a rich man after graduating with a B.S from MIT and rise to the top Chief Executive Officer (CEO) position. To full fill his dream, he already has an offer from Mckinsey, the biggest financial firm in USA. He reckons he ain't becoming CEO of Mckinsey owing to the insane competition, hence longs to work in another big financial strategy firm, Standard Fidelity Accenture, to bet as the CEO and earn crazy money. The dude has checked all boxes to perfect his long desire of allying a beautiful geeky princess. George Board, Matt's best friend is a passable student. He hubs on his looks rather than books and spots a well muscled abs, probably a six pack. He kens his tricks with girls and has a beautiful hot girlfriend. He is a sweetheart with her. He loves to stroll, but fights with people when drunk. Matt shoves him off trouble at times. Matt fervors he ain't sleeping around any hot girl discerning George bicker with her at times. But Georgy has his ways with her. He is a stud. He dreams of working for Mckinsey, the top financial firm in USA and acquire 10 million dollars before 40 and retire knitting his hot girl. Georgy and Matt, the two best friends are just a semester away from joining their respective firms and achieving their dreams. Today ended the last prefinal semester exam on probability. Georgy is in a grungy mood. He flubbed the exam. But, Matt aced it, he is expecting a top draw award. He tries to pacify Georgy. Matt says, MATT Do not worry, you flubbed this exam. But you had around 5/10 in the last quiz, that would suffice you to just pass. George bawls at Matt. He wishes to knuckle Matt to floors. He grudges to Matt that he's not a dumb ass to fail. He would indeed pass. But he deems the college would think he is a dunce as he would just stroll the crossing line in this subject. He fervors his favorite probability professor, John Latham deems him a jackass after he reads his paper. He wishes to be a stud here in MIT, deem people to think he is as smart as Matt. He pesters the argument to Matt. Matt appears somber and tremors discerning George boil, his six pack abs showing off, ready to knuckle a guy into hunks. He steps away from Georgy and keeps mum. Mike Dawson is the nifty guy in the group. He is 5 feet 5 inches tall, round face with dark thick eye brows and a over grown beard. He offenses people crying or rehashing, wishes to quaff a beer with them to go easy on life. He too had a sticky time answering the questions and deems Professor John ain't gonna think about Georgy that way after he leers his paper. He wishes to swig a beer to howl out and vent his gall on Professor John. Matt wishes to bawl out. His nutty brain pests him to yell out that he's not angry on either of them. He wishes to share that he has answered all questions, even the most difficult one. He howls at himself and says, MATT I think John's question was too simple. He was trying to quiz us on what is the probability of landing at multiple job offers and negotiate between those offers. I have to say I already have an offer from Mckinsey and I'm negotiating with Standard Fidelity Accenture for a finance analyst position. I know I would get that job as well. I had no trouble finding the probability. Professor John reckons I am smart and awards me the best outgoing student award. George and Mike heard, wish they snuffed Matt and murdered him. The two do not wish to chant his prayers. The duo long to gulp gallons of alcohol to vent their spite. Georgy says, GEORGE Hey, I don't want this geeky bastard to jabber about exams. Do you know of any new bar? Campus bars must be drowned with students with post exam break. Jerry Matthews, the fatso in the group is as big as an elephant. He has a round torso, rides to school in a XQ51 sliding bicycle which is designed for kids half his age and size. He seeks pleasure riding his scrubby bike. The secret is Jerry is homosexual. The group does not want to to know anything more as they are all straight. Jerry tips a new bar to the group which Will Wagner, the other main protagonist in this story and Jerry's close aid suggested. Jerry says, JERRY Hey, I know one at Packard Square area of Allston called Brandy's bar. My friend Will Wagner absolutely loved the air. Why don't we check that bar? For the first time, Georgy gleams at his idea. He wishes to hug Jerry but doesn't. He knows Jerry is homo, so stays behind. He beams and says, GEORGE Excellent Fatso, let's scout the bar. Jerry is ecstatic since his idea was unquestioned by Georgy who habitually treats him like a gay. Today he wishes to quaff a beer and vent his gall like Mike just said. The friends hover across the campus bus to go to the Packard Square area of Allston. The quartet enter the Brandy's bar. CHAPTER 3 NERDY CELEBRATION Matt and his trio butt into the new Brandy's bar. The bar is colossal. It is tipped to be the BIG JUMBO bar in Boston. They have a wide variety of drinks from Pilsner Urquell beer to White horse Whiskey, Malibu rum, Valentine Liberator gin, Polar ice vodka and Manhattan cocktails to attract all kinds of people, young, old and also hot GIRRLS... Matt and his friends barge into the bar and get a table, number 3. The quartet greet Jerry for showcasing a new bar to chill out during college break. As they perch their asses onto the seats, a beautiful college junior walks in a waitress uniform. She is strikingly arousing and sensuous. She has a well rounded ass and big tits. Her hips don't lie. As she gaits, her hips flaunt across left and right. The four boys watch her in anguish and wish to be on her lap. The sexy waitress serves water to Mike and Georgy and then to Jerry and Matt. She leans forward showing off her fleshy hot tits and enquires, WAITRESS Hey, What do you want to drink? Matt sups his glass of water, loses his senses over her lewd lips, says, MATT I can't drink. The waitress gives a sheepish look at him. She deems he is a dunce. She leans forward touching his cheeks, WAITRESS Honey, why don't you wanna drink? Matt loses control, sups his glass of water full, tells her the big secret. The friends discern the mystic, start to burst into tittle. Matt shares the secret. He says, MATT I puke when I drink. The waitress bursts into laughter. Georgy joins, laughs out loud. Jerry mocks at Matt. The waitress curbs being rude, gaits the boys with a grin look. She sees Matt sexy over other three boys. She tugs Matt's pants and pulls him forward and gives a erotic kiss on his cheek. Matt deems euphoric, rubs his cheek and gives the waitress a kiss on her cheek. The friends look lost, forget to order the drinks. The waitress looks at Matt, smiles and gives him a flying kiss as she leaves the table. She marches towards table 2. The friends gape in astray, enquire Matt. ALL FRIENDS What the fuck was that? Matt gleams and says MATT Brothers, I am a stud now. Georgy gets ecstatic, he toasts him with water. The boys grow up and become men. They chill out, lay their feet on the table. They go for a good meal. Georgy charts to order a steak grill with mashed potatoes, Matt agrees upon a Hamburger with Pepsi, while Mike settles for a Pork sausage with French fries and coke. Jerry gapes at the menu card, tailors for a fish salmon with rice and salad. The men gaze at the waitress, howl at her to come back. They wish to talk to her and probably get her number. They make all the plans to get her number but Jerry spoils the plan. He waves towards a black, six feet 2 inches muscled guy. Mike fumes at Jerry in anger. He bawls at him, MIKE Hey gay, whom are you waving at? We are all waiting here to ogle at the waitress. JERRY Hey, that's Will Wagner, my friend who suggested this place. I want you guys to meet him. Mike gets irked with Jerry's request. He doesn't want some strange black guy probably a gay interrupting their post exam fun. He says to Jerry, MIKE Why should that black guy join us? Is he your partner? Jerry gets offended with Mike's words. He pleads the group to not call Will his partner, he's his friend, a best friend probably. Meanwhile, Will arrives to the table. Jerry gets ecstatic. He begins to introduce Will to the four. JERRY Guys, this is Will Wagner. He's my friend. Will, these are my closest buddies about whom I talk to you often. Will gets thrilled to see the boys. Will is feckless in nature, works as a chef at a Mexican restaurant in Lewis street. Jerry met Will when he had a chicken quesadilla at the Mexican restaurant. Jerry loved the dish profusely that he befriended the cook, Will. Will treats Jerry as his brother. Will Wagner greets the group with warmth. However, Matt doesn't gape at Will. Jerry gazes at Matt, solicits to be cheerful. Meanwhile, Mike ponders the request, converses with Will. Mike asks, MIKE So Will, are you a student? Will looks joyed as a white man is talking to him. He does not get to see white men talking with blacks in his profession. All white men treat the blacks with hatred since the colonial era. Will doesn't care about the discrimination and without ruining time, uses his rap accent to talk to the white men. He says, WILL No way man. I ain't a student. I'm not wasting time reading. I help 300 people beat their hunger. Jerry doesn't like Will's over eagerness. He doesn't wish Will go overboard while talking to his white friends who could be snobbish. Jerry cut shorts Will's excitement and says, JERRY Dude is just a cook. Will's excitement falls flat looking at his White friend belittle him. He doesn't give up though. He loathes people calling him a cook. He prefers Chef, thinks that would bring dignity to his profession. He reminds Jerry to say so. Jerry cares for him and bows to his request. Will radiates, spiels in excitement. He says, WILL Hey, not everyone is cut out to be a chef. Preparing food takes creativity, magic. Matt gets agitated with Wagner's black color skin and his gibberish cook talk. He breaks his conversation, yucks at him and says, MATT Cut the bullshit you retard. We ain't gibbering our brains for a cook talk. We are MIT toppers. We talk math, science and capital entrepreneurship. If you ain't closing your mouth, we leave, period. Matt utters in red hot tone, changes topics towards the group. He says, MATT Hey Mike, checked the recent rise in oil price? The prices have shot up crazy. Will glares as if he is mugged, remarks all White people are doggy bag. Before he can refute and bawl at Matt, Mike dawns to support Matt. Mike says, MIKE Yeah, have read about the rise in oil prices. I guess it has to do with the policies USA have with the Arabs. Georgy looks relieved that Will is cut out, joins the conversation. He says, GEORGE Mike, you are nowhere close on the real reason for the rise in oil prices. Last year, OAPEC, that is Organization of Arab Petroleum Exporting Countries initiated an economic oil war against USA. Our companies could not compete with the Arabs, thus inflating our oil prices. Matt is charged that his friends are allying his conversation ignoring Will. Matt parts his total knowledge about the oil price rise to his best friends. Matt says, MATT George, it's more complicated than you think. Let me explain. Now, any product's price is determined by its supply and demand ratio as explained by Professor Shao Horn at Statistics for Applications course. We have four things that are affecting oil prices. First, the demand is high. Second, the supply is on a lower end. Will agonizingly looks troublesome. He wishes to howl at Matt, but can't rise his voice against a white guy. He sups water from Jerry's glass and looks at him why he's having just water? He feels the nerds do not crave for a real drink? Matt doesn't stop, continues his speech on oil price rise. Matt says, MATT Also, we need to note that there has been a substantial decrease in USA oil production. Lastly, George as you vaguely pointed out, the Arabs did not want to lose their market share to us and hence proclaimed an oil war against us as we had supported Israel in Yom Kippur War. As Matt continues, a loud music plays inside the bar. The boys catch the music but feel irritated. They shout saying ALL FRIENDS Stop the music? We are having a real conversation on reasons for USA oil price rise. Will yucks at the boys. He has had enough with Matt's geek talk and the boys requests to stop the music. He bawls at them. Will shouts saying, WILL Matt, you are a fucking nerd. And as far as you are all concerned, you are trumpets to this geeky nerd. You guys are pissing me off with this shit. I ain't sitting here and rambling over some garbage oil price rise. I need a real drink and a dance. I am leaving. Jerry you are a gay listening to your friends gibberish talk. Bye. Never come to see me. Will rises up and struts off from the table giving a final good bye to his white friend, Jerry. Mike notes insulted, bawls at Jerry for inviting Will. Mike shouts at Jerry, MIKE What the fuck? We're having a real conversation on such a serious topic and that shitty black asshole just walks off. He can't rise above butler heads. Will doesn't heed to Mike's talk. He walks towards the bar premises and talks to the bartender. He says, WILL Hey bro, had a rough night, can I get an Alaska. Alaska is a beer manufactured by a regional brewery, beer company in Juneau, Alaska and United States. Will orders a beer and feels roused. He springs to gaze girls at the dance floor. Amidst the crowd, Will glares at a blonde girl probably in her teens dressed in black low neck skirt with no bra. She is drop dead gorgeous with her breasts showing off a little. The blonde walks towards the bar table. Will's eyes follow the blonde's breasts walking towards the table. He checks her out and makes a bold move. Will says, WILL Waiting for someone? The blonde girl doesn't regard him. She replies dry, BLONDE GIRL Yeah... for the bartender. Will gets confounded, but he's not dropping back. He's always good with girls. Will studies the conditions and makes an adventurous move towards the blonde. He says, WILL So you ordering a Mojito? The blonde girl gets addled towards the guess that Will had made. It is indeed Mojito she is about to order. She spiels kooky and wishes to know the trick. She asks Will, BLONDE GIRL 'F' you, how did you guess my drink? Will knows he has made the first impression. He moves closer to her and says, WILL Baby, if I share my secret, would you dance with me? The blonde girl is very nosy to know the secret, and says BLONDE GIRL Tell me your secret, I would dance with you. Will hands over the drink from the bartender. He gaits closer to her, watches her sexy breasts. He says in exciting tone, WILL The weather outside is cold and it is a beautiful fall evening, sweet sugar as I want to call you, A strong Philippine rum with cane juice is the right tropical cocktail my sweetheart would've ordered. The blonde girl is flabby on her knees. She sputters, BLONDE GIRL 'F' you on that, you want me to be your sweet sugar for the night? Are you checking me out? Will is hopped up and sees she's fallen on her knees to his charm. He flirts with her and says, WILL You are indeed my sweet sugar. I am indeed checking you out. I would like to dance with you and make you wild tonight. What do you say? The blonde girl kisses him on his lips. Will kisses her in return. They smooch and dance. Out somewhere in the restaurant the boys are watching them. Mike notices Will and the blonde girl live the moment. He calls Jerry to look. Mike utters, MIKE Hey look, is that your friend Will dancing and kissing the blonde? Will and the blonde girl gleam at Will's jokes. Will takes the blonde's hand and kisses her lips and sips his phone number inside the girl's up skirt. Mike discerns the kiss and curses Will with all his flirtatious moves. Mike fumes in anger and says, MIKE How on earth did that black hippy pull that kiss? He's even touching her breasts. GEORGE Douche, we are just a bunch of retards having a useless oil conversation. Will kisses the blonde hard, touches her breasts, lifts the paper from her up skirt and buzzes the girl to give him a call. The blonde girl nods. Will signs a goodbye to the blonde as he has night plans with his girlfriend at his apartment. Will treads towards table 3 to bid goodnight to Jerry. But Jerry is fuming inside. He enquires to Will, JERRY Dude, what are you doing with that blonde? Don't you already have a girlfriend? Matt gets shocked. He wonders what that mother fucker black retard doing with the blonde when he already has a girlfriend? Will takes it easy and responds, WILL Yes, I do have a girlfriend. How does it matter? Girls are as beautiful as nature, and I like to admire them up close. But, at the same time I draw my line. I ain't crossing the line. I just kissed that blonde and touched her breasts. I am happy with that. I ain't sleeping with her. I made a promise to my girl that I wouldn't sleep with any other girl but her. My girl and I trust each other. All these small flirts are good for the body. I want them and I enjoy them. Jerry doesn't like Will's take on admiring girls up close. Mike looks at Will and curses Will for being a big playboy. He utters to himself, MIKE Never met someone like him before. Fucking Jerk. Will doesn't bother the little scorn his new friends have towards him. He bids a final goodbye, leaves the bar. After 5 minutes, an yellow taxi enters the bar premises. It is an old 1940 Dodge with formula one car pictures on the Chassis. Will enters the taxi and says, WILL Hey bro, take me to South Clinton street. The taxi driver nods his head and starts the car. Will perches his ass inside the taxi and is completely passed out. He's had much booze that he hardly clear in his eyes. He still recollects the kiss and dreams about the blonde's breasts. The taxi driver switches on the radio. An old rock n roll music of famous black singer Ben King's "Stand by me" (1960) is being played in the radio. Will listens to the old song. RADIO PLAYING When the night has come, And the land is dark, And the moon is the only light we'll see, No I won't be afraid, no I won't be afraid, Just as long as you stand, stand by me. Will recovers to his senses. He starts to listen to the song and dreams about his hot girlfriend, Savannah. He feels she always stands by him, be it in joy, trouble or fun. She's his guide, his shore. He starts to ramble across to the taxi driver. Will says, WILL Bro, has anyone stood by you when your life ain't going anywhere? The taxi driver smiles and shares his story. He says, TAXI DRIVER Never had anyone to rest my shoulder brother. Jesus is there to show me a light, a girl someday. Will is totally high on alcohol that he starts to blabber. WILL I've a girl who stands by me, guards me from trouble, feels my pain. What did I do in return? I never gave her the love she deserves, she's never seen the richness with me. Still, she stands by me. I think love happens only once, she is my love. I would like to give her richness, luxury cars, costly gifts. I know I have it in me to give her, I promise, brother. The taxi driver eyes turn moist as he listens to Will's dream and his desire to give his girl richness. The taxi driver wishes god answers Will's prayers. The driver eyes Will from front mirror and says, TAXI DRIVER Sunny days ahead my man, Jesus is watching. He would show you the richness. Until then give her more love and hold her hand. By this time, Will passes out and sleeps in the taxi. The driver looks back, smiles, nods his head and wishes Jesus listened to the prayers of young Will. CHAPTER 4 CALCULATING FINANCIAL ANALYST ABC news is played on the TV. It is Matt's apartment. The apartment is clean and neat. Books on Fourier Transform and Real analysis are on the shelf. These are the courses learnt by Matt. Matt has waffles with egg scramble and Milk on the dining table. He squiggles the stock prices on a white paper as he listens to the news. He has invested his college earnings on Dupont and Kraft. His father, Robert Langer is a world renowned Physics professor at Harvard university. LANGER Son, get into high frequency trading to invest on large number of orders at very fast speeds. MATT Pops, need a complex algorithm to execute that trade. LANGER Here, read this paper. He takes from his shelf a paper on "Towards a Fully Automated Exchange- part 1 and II" by Black Fischer, published in Financial Analyst in 1971. LANGER The paper talks about the "computerized automated code to invest on high frequency trade". Matt, eats his waffles and drinks his milk as he scans the paper. Matt says to his dad, DMATT Dad, the paper kinda deals with computer- assisted market makin g system for automated quotation. I have to read it through to understand it completely. LANGER Good, my boy. Oh your mother is here, keep it inside, she does not understand high end mathematics. Matt discretely keeps the papers inside as his mother arrives. ALEKSANDRA Oh you two have started talking with your nerd brain. Now, I have seen you hiding your papers. MATT Ma, pops and me were talking on investing on stocks.If we iwere I love oothappamonlfnln dr ALEKSANDRA Oh stop you both. You have a million things to talk about other than your investing stocks. Now, temme when are you going to find a girl and get married. MATT Ma, stop insulting me. LANGER Oh, your mother has started it over again. Now deal with her. ALEKSANDRA Now you keep quiet. MATT Ma, I do not know if I can find a girl myself. I haven't found anyone in my pool. ALEKSANDRA Ah Matt, time is passing by, you're already 27, your father found me at 25. You're still single. MATT I guess papa was lucky. Langer nods his head in negative. ALEKSANDRA Oh you keep quiet, Langer. You're really lucky to have me. Langer takes his coffee and sips it. LANGER I have no complaints on that one dear. ALEKSANDRA You better don't have any. Now, you find a girl within the next 2 months, else would find a girl for you. MATT Ma, two months is way too short notice to woo a girl. ALEKSANDRA I don't want any of your explanations, find a girl else you are at my mercy. Aleksandra takes the coffee from Langer and sips it and leaves the living room. Langer heaves in vain. Matt throngs the stock paper and bunts it onto dust bin. MATT Gosh, where would I find a girl now. CHAPTER 5 WILL'S MUSIC HUNT Will air-balls the basketball. He plays basketball with a team of his black friends. Will boxes out Marlon and snags the ball and zaps it into the basket. The score reads 66-52 with Will's team in the lead. Will calls for a time out and heads to catch a drink. MARLON Dropped a record at Columbia records, mother fucker, still haven't heard back from them. Son of a bitch drinking milk from his mama and pissing in his pants before replying about the record. WILL Can't get any record sealed in, tried 4 companies in the last 1 month. I am a musician, I've to have a placard to tell people that I am a musician. I am not worth even a penny, I've to work as a chef to make my ends meet. Marlon's wife Zuda enters the outdoor court with her kids. ZUDA Why don't you write a new album and send it to Hayden music company, they might be interested in launchin' an album. WILL Fucking asshole takes million years to give an appointment. SEAN Zap the album on their heads when you get a chance. WILL Hey kiddo, will do. Throw me the ball Zuda's kid, Sean passes the ball and Will shoots the basket. CHAPTER 6 INTERNAL: STANDARD FIDELITY ACCENTURE -DAY Two board members of Standard fidelity Accenture discuss about the financial crisis faced by the company. SNIFF Have leered at this algorithm sent by this Harvard kid Matt. He's talkin' about company's soft spot and messed up equity shares. He has solutions to the revival. Gore accords the algorithm. SNIFF It would be best to call him through and take our offer to work on the stocks. GORE We are in loses, would he acquire our offer. SNIFF That's our only hope, lemme give him a ring. The phone rings, but Matt does not pick up. SNIFF Bastard, must be swoon over by a girl, little prick is not answerin'. Sniff flips his phone back and forth and hangs up the receiver. CHAPTER 7 EXTERNAL: SWIMMING POOL -AFTERNOON George, Matt's friend holds his breath under water. He surges up from the pool. GEORGE Arghh... JERRY Thats 4 mins 40 seconds, you beat your own record GEO. GEORGE Fuck that piece of timer, next time its gonna be 5 minutes. I would wanna beat the world record. JERRY Go for it brother. GEORGE Matt, what are you scrawling in your notepad. Matt has a beer in one hand and a pen in another. He has got the 1974 DynaTac Motorola phone which is still not released. His dad is working on real analysis for Motorola, got the phone as a test subject. Langer had given the phone to Matt to test its performance. Sniff could not reach Matt as his phone is switched off. MATT Working on all new Thorp's algorithm to beat the market and improve the stocks at Standard fidelity accenture. GEORGE Why beat your brains to work with that company, with your skills you can make it to Goldman sachs. MATT The two fuckin' dorks workin' in Standary fidelity accenture don't know how to run the company. I'm makin' sketches to take over the company. Matt throws a ball in the pool MATT Now you want to watch the rippling effect. There is someone always present to fuck the balls of his predecessor and take over from them. I am gonna be the guy takin' over from those retards in Standard fidelity accenture. He quaffs his beer. CHAPTER 8 INTERNAL: MASSACHUSETTS GENERAL HOSPITAL -DAY As Matt tries to solve his new algorithm and makes plans to take over the Standard fidelity accenture, somewhere in Massachusetts general hospital, a schizophrenia patient meets a psychologist, Rianna, to collect his reports. RIANNA Got your reports, from whatever we've discussed looks like you're havin' Schizophrenia. PATIENT What does that mean? Is it brain tumor? RIANNA No, it's not tumor, neither it's a fatal illness. Schizophrenia is a mental illness with people havin' difficulty in relatin' real world and dream world. PATIENT Does that mean, I live with illusions all my life. RIANNA I feel that's the case. I would prescribe some meds, that would control the thoughts and dreams. PATIENT Have you ever met a person and fallen in love? RIANNA Now that's a strange question. I haven't, been busy with my profession and married to it. But I have someone arranged by my parents, have to talk to him. PATIENT Then you wouldn't understand how difficult it is to love someone and prep the brain with these thoughts. I have to constantly speak to my mind to be alive and have a real conversation with my love. RIANNA You got to order yourself to be present and the meds would keep your thoughts in check.I'm certain you be in good condition in no time. PATIENT I would fight this ailment for my love. I have won her heart before, now would win this battle for her. You would understand this love when you meet your man. You would know him well and things will happen for good. RIANNA Haha, we shall see what's in store between me and my man, I would love to talk about my profession with him, get his outlook. How does he feel relatin' real world and dream world that my patients suffer. PATIENT Hope he doesn't have dreams like me. RIANNA I hope not. A brain signal is displayed on the monitor as the conversation ends. CHAPTER 9 INTERNAL:MATT'S APARTMENT GYM -AFTERNOON The cardio machine displays 600 calories been burnt on the run. Matt sweats as his legs gear up to burn another 200 calories. He corrals a towel from the hand rest and wipes his sweaty hands. A door buzzer whirs at the front. Aleksandra waits for Matt to open the door. Matt plugs the cardio machine to a halt, checks the door. ALEKSANDRA Here hold the bag. Have talked with Kiera, you've a date with her daughter next week. MATT Ma, this is all of a sudden, have not even seen her. ALEKSANDRA You would once you go to the date. She is beautiful, oh what lovely manners. MATT Temme what she does, is she in my pool? ALEKSANDRA Wringer your doubts to her next week. Her name is Rianna, she is a psychologist MATT What would I talk to her ma, my freakin' math brain. ALEKSANDRA That's somethin' you got to figure out my son. Aleksandra hands over a cup of milk to Matt. Matt drinks the milk and places the cup on the table. CHAPTER 10 INTERNAL: COFFEE SHOP -DAY Coffee is streamed from the coffee machine. Waiter picks the coffee, takes to table 5. Will sips the coffee in Table 2. Will burps. WILL Mother fuckin' bitch, drops her eyelids over me. Will and Marlon gaze over a Spanish woman (25), wearing a pink lace body con dress. MARLON Her booty is like strings to be played upon every night. WILL Hold on bro, ain't get borne away. MARLON I would get her on my laps brother, wait and watch. WILL Hey, no sit. Matt after havin' a conversation with her mom about his possible date with a psychologist Rianna, takes a break from college and arrives at the coffee shop. Will notices Matt and talks to him. WILL Hey bro, you're friend of Jerry. MATT Yeah. WILL I muffed you guys last time we met, hope you guys have resolved the oil crisis. Come sip a bite with us. MATT Actually... MARLON Cut the bullshit, grab a bite with us. Coffee? MATT Yeah. WILL Is this the usual place you grab coffee, haven't checked you before? Will passes comments on the Spanish girl who has a coffee and sits in Table 3. MATT (muses on) Yeah, I and she come here often. WILL Hey chill bro, got fire under your pants or what, seem to be all muffed up. Matt sips his coffee. WILL So Matt, temme, you got a girl bro? Matt's coffee spills on his pants. MATT Hmmm, no but have a date with a girl fixed by my parents. I haven't spoken with her. Will scans Matt for a moment. WILL Oh my god, you got to be kiddin' me. You still single? Also, you have a date arranged by your parents. Holy cow. Tell me this, you like girls, don't you? MATT Shut up, yeah I do. WILL Why do I get a feeling that you don't have the balls to talk to a girl. Matt gets frustrated, turns away and grabs his coffee and drinks it faster. WILL Chill out man. I can help you out on that one. MATT Hey, wouldn't want my pants to be washed by some random prick. I do it myself. WILL Relax bro trying to help you on this. Check that girl next table would make her pass her number to me. Now watch me in action. Will advances towards the girl at Table 3. (Conversation is muted). 5 minutes later. Will places his number in her up skirt and notes down her number in a coffee napkin. Matt watches the whole conversation bemused. Will arrives at the table. WILL That's how you play the game and fetch the number (places the girls number chit in his shirt pocket) Play it on your arranged date, bet it always works. Matt nods with a muddled head, confused but at the same time happy to see Will helpin' him out to talk to a girl. As talkin' to a girl is his only Achilles heel. He is good in math, topper in college, has multiple job offers, also has a new algorithm all lined up to convince the bosses at Standard fidelity accenture. But, when it comes to girls, he backs out. He gets all edgy and fussy with them. Will realized this early in their meetin' and helped him in conversin' to the girl. Matt, now treats Will as his friend, thanks to his help. Matt has mentally noted down all the points Will had said to the girl to play it on his date, Rianna. The next day, Matt has a date with Rianna. Matt is all prepped up about it. CHAPTER 11 INTERNAL: THE CAPITAL GRILLE RESTAURANT -EVENING Coffee is streamed from the coffee machine. Waiter picks the coffee, takes to table 5. Matt is in Table 3. Matt reads the message from Will. WILL'S MESSAGE Follow my tips and impress the girl,brother. MATT It better work out Will. I need your help fuckin' asshole. Waitress walks in. WAITRESS Do you want anything to drink? MATT Yeah, can I get an IPA The waitress leaves the table smiling. Matt checks his watch and taps his foot in nervousness. Few minutes later Rianna (25), a psychologist enters the restaurant. She slides her phone into her purse, while the waitress walks past her. Matt ganders at Rianna and flaunts a nervous excitement. He waves at Rianna. Rianna, wears a beautiful white skirt, a nose stud and a platinum pedant complimenting her natural elegance. A close up of her synergistic lips flaunting a cultured smile is what catches the attention of the entire restaurant. She carries a feathered hair with the retro 1970's style as she plays around her hair. Matt gazes her creme rain drop ear rings along with her natural elegant hair twirling with thin wind. A close up of her upturned eyes as she inquisitively looks for Matt. She notices Matt and smiles and slowly walks towards him. Matt gets up from his chair, Rianna walks towards him MATT Hi, how are you? He greets her with a firm handshake and a glowing smile. RIANNA Hello. She smiles at him and takes her seat. CHAPTER 12 INTERNAL:STANDARD FIDELITY ACCENTURE CONFERENCE ROOM -DAY Matt gaits across a spiral staircase of Standard Accenture Fidelity. SNIFF Ah welcome, you wouldn't find climbin' this staircase as hard as MBA in Harvard. MATT I'm raised in Boston, have climbed such staircases before, not a hurdle. SNIFF Hmmm, read your piece of algorithm, as an alum of Harvard really impressed with your work. MATT Thanks. SNIFF Temme why do you think we would run out of funds in another 4 years. MATT To give a detailed explanation, I need to check your accounts and stocks. Would give an explanation by afternoon. Where's my room. SNIFF Hmmm, Gore give him access to all our accounts. Clara, our accounts manager would help you out with the details. Gore escorts Matt to his room. Sniff rivets his eye on Matt as he leaves the office. After 2 mins. Clara brings all the account documents to Matt. Both of them decide to read the accounts together. As Clara picks up the first account and finishes reading them, Matt has finished reading the rest of 15 years account books. CLARA You read all of them. MATT Yeah, now no time to waste, give me that marker. Matt writes on the scratch pad, his calculations extend beyond the pad. He writes on the glass table and extends to another scratch pad next to the glass table. Clara looks at the math in wonderment. Matt has figured out the pattern in the accounts for the last 15 years from 1959. He circles the last 2 digits in every month of every year and found that a generalized Langevin dynamics is been followed to get the last 2 digits in the account. MATT Have you seen these numbers? CLARA What's with'em? MATT You see the last two digits. A generalized Langevin dynamics is followed to get the numbers. Generalized Langevin dynamics has a conservation term along with dissipative and random force. Every generalized Langevin dynamics generates the sequence of numbers with time. These numbers would have a correlation in time. Now in our case the correlation of the numbers follows a two relaxation time step model, with a kernel which has a finite pink noise type memory. The power spectra of these numbers with month follows a pink noise dynamics and is not a Brownian dynamics. CLARA Ok, hold on. I read these in my grad school as well. A Brownian dynamics is a case where the correlation is absent between numbers with time. And a pink noise dynamics means the numbers depend finitely on earlier months MATT Exactly, so the final two digits irrespective of whether we want it or not depends on the stock prices from the year 1959 to 1974. SNIFF Thus hampering our possibilities to escape the mishap that our company suffered in 1962. In this rate, we would end bankrupt in the next 4 years. What a brilliant observation. Do you know your algorithm is a proof which is analogous to Fluctuation- Dissipation theorem in physics. People in universities are dying hard to prove a theorem analogous to this in stock market. You were able to break down the entire math in a matter of 4 hours. MATT I don't know that, but I know the solution to revival is to change the algorithm and we need a fresh project to increase our profits. A possible tie up with a music company and allow them to launch a music album from a new talent and use that publicity to rake up our funds. SNIFF Not a bad idea, Hayden music company is looking to launch a new album. We can certainly talk to them. MATT A revenue generation of $500,000 is sufficient to rake our profits to... SNIFF $40 million in the next 2 years. Brilliant. You are a real genius. I will arrange for a meet with them, you be present with us. Matt takes his coat from the desk. MATT Sure, give me a call, I'll be there. Sniff, Gore and Clara share a happy laugh. CHAPTER 13 INTERNAL: BOSTON MARRIOTT LONG WHARF HOTEL -DAY A colossal hotel with guests flocking in the room. Sniff waits for Hayden Music company CEO, Richard Chrysler. Matt has a red zinfandel wine as he descerns Sniff. Richard arrives at the hotel. SNIFF Grab a drink. RICHARD I have been messed around with this place, have been to this place many times, temme what's this meetin' about? SNIFF We have a proposal to revive both our companies. I know your music company is runnin' into loses. We propose you set a target to launch a new singer and an album, we plan the strategy on whom to market, along with providin' you a nation wide search team. We take 70% share, that's the deal. RICHARD So you monitor our stocks and make profits with our revenue, is that it? SNIFF There's more benefit to you than us, your company's album sales would go up. RICHARD Hmmm, that's a start. We get to keep the singer in contract with us for 2 years and his concert profits are not shared with you, that's the deal. SNIFF Well you've my word on that, so you're on board, that's fantastic. Here's Matt, our new strategic analyst, he would work with you guys to pick a singer. Matt shakes hands with Richard. RICHARD We hope you find the right singer to revive us. MATT Definitely, we are here to do just that. Matt gives a toast. CHAPTER 14 EXTERNAL: BOSTON RAILWAY STATION -DAY Will gaits to a railway station. He steps down from the stairs of south station. He moves closer to the train tracks. He takes a piece of ad paper from his pocket and checks out the news release by Hayden music company who say, they are now listenin' to audio tapes of potential singers. Once they select a tape from a singer, they would call for an audition and the final three singers would make the cut. The final three would get a chance to sing for the company. Will takes his audio tape from his bag and thinks about singin' an album with Hayden music company and gettin' a record deal. He dreams of gettin' stardom and money. He wants to show his richness to his lady love. As he ponders over his dream, train arrives at platform 14. Will picks his regal guitar, his personal favorite guitar through which he composes his music and boards the train. INTERNAL: METRO TRAIN -DAY Will savors a window seat. He places his bag on seat number 32. Reads a book by Guy Peellaert and Nik Cohn on "Rock dreams". The book was marketed as "rock'n'roll for your eye. Will reads Cohn's description and Peellaert's visuals that blurs the lines between kitsch, porn and art. As he reads, he watches a blind Vietnamese girl, Cera sitting in seat number 30. She straggles over to grab a water bottle. She knocks down the bottle to the floor. Will grasps the bottle in thin air and hands to Cera. WILL Here, it's in my right hand, clockwise to you. CERA Oh thanks. WILL Where are you heading to? CERA Have no destination, wherever this train takes me to. WILL Don't you've a family in Boston? CERA I don't have a family anywhere in this world? All are gone, the war did not spare anyone. WILL Which war? CERA The Vietnam war, lost my husband, my little one who was just 3 months old to a bomb strike by the North Vietnamese. Now've no one to cry on and hang on to. God has taken my two souls along with my two eyes. Now I am just livin' in this world to see myself end. I didn't know how my little kid was dyin'. I lost my eyes before he was dead. God was kind enough to think no mother should watch their child die in front of them. Now I am just livin' with the refugee camp, no one cares for us. I know my death is not far away, either today or tomorrow as it is gettin' more cold. Will's eyes turn moist, he sips water. He hands over his coat to Cera. WILL Fuck that death, you ain't seein this world, fuck that, make the world see you. Why don't you write your story as a book, people would read it, west would know what happened in your city, how terrible war is. CERA You're givin' me dreams. WILL This is real, people will read your book. you'll have a life you want to share. A mother's pain should be known to the world, the war should end. You lay a stone, we'll join you. CERA You're givin me real dreams!! I don't know whether I can write. But you've definitely given me a reason to live longer. I would hope to start writin' my pain, that would give me a sense of satisfaction. I want to let the world know my pain and grievances. WILL Excellent, teach these mother fuckin' warheads a lesson. Show them a mother's love is bigger than any bloody war. Only you can tell them what a mother's cry would be like, those dancin' pigs should repent for the war. Show them what you've got. CERA I will, thanks for givin' me hope. WILL Any time brave lady. My station has arrived, gotta go, we shall live to fight another day. Cera smiles. Will bids good bye to Cera and hops off from the train. EXTERNAL: SULLIVAN SQUARE -DAY Will leaves the railway station and gaits past the north Boston streets, with cars swinging by in the street. He watches the tall buildings as he walks. He walks his way towards Hayden music company to give them his music album tape. CHAPTER 15 INTERNAL: HAYDEN GROUP OFFICE -DAY Will wriggles towards Hayden office. He goes to meet Richard. WILL Hi, this is Will Wagner, need an appointment with Richard. A beautiful teen blonde, Kate is the secretary of Richard. She is 19 years old, just out of Boston university with a degree in English. She has her locks long with not a single strand seemed out of place. KATE Please have a seat, would've a word that you're here. What is the purpose of your visit? WILL Would like to give my record in for the auditions. KATE Oh yeah, the auditions. Great I would let him know that you are here. WILL Ok. Will gazes his look at Kate as she looks delicately beautiful in her sand semi-sheer silky polyester button cuffs longsleeve midlength secretary dress. Kate looks at Will and smiles. She calls Richard KATE Richard, you've a visitor for the audition. RICHARD Send him in. KATE Sure sir. KATE You can go in now, he can meet you. WILL Thank you young lady. Will gives a rose resting on the table to Kate. WILL That fits you perfectly with this outfit, you look lovely. KATE Thank you. She smiles. Will leaves the table and enters the office. RICHARD Come on in, so you're? WILL Will Wagner. RICHARD Ok, so what you've got? WILL I am here to give my record, been waiting for a record deal, would love to be your group's lead singer and get an album released. RICHARD Well, there are many who're willing to take that position. You see we're runnin' into loses, we want to get out of this mess, our leading partner Standard fidelity accenture is bailin' us out. We've a lead strategic analyst, Matt, who looks at the selection process. Give me your album and details, I would listen to it and read the details. I would send them to my lead strategic analyst. You will hear from us in a month's time. WILL You give me this record deal, I would bail the company from loses, I promise. RICHARD Hahaha... can't risk my life with a stranger, give me your details. I would listen and send it to Matt. WILL Please give me a chance, I shall show you my skills, I shall show you what a hungry man who wants to taste success can do. Please hear my album, you wouldn't regret. RICHARD I shall listen to it, you will hear from us soon. WILL I shall wait until you call, I believe god is listenin' to me, he would show me light. I shall sing for this company, I know I will. God is listenin', your strategic analyst is listenin'. RICHARD Well let's see young fella, now if you excuse, I have people waitin'. Will gets up from the table feeling depressed. Looks at Richard in his eye. Richard nods. CHAPTER 16 EXTERNAL: CONSTITUTION BEACH -SUNSET EVENING Crepusular insects set their eye on the Constitution beach in Boston. The sun bids a good bye to the day as he sets his shadows on the coast. Savannah (25), a black woman from Brazil settled in Boston as her family had moved to Boston after the Brazilian revolution in 1930 sits on the beach. Savannah is Will's girlfriend. Both are seein' each other for the last 3 years. SAVANNAH Will Will looks at his girl and reaches out to her. SAVANNAH How about a walk together? WILL Sure. Will and Savannah walk down the beach. The sun flashes like a torch in front of Savannah. Will rubs his fingers on Savannah's ass. A Luftansa flight breezes in beside Will, as Will kisses Savannah under the dusk sunset. The flight dartles past them with a perfect landing at Logan airport. Will carries Savannah by his arms towards the group. Will's friend Smith sits on the beach admirin' Will and Savannah as they walk close to him. SMITH You two look perfect together. WILL Well, thank you. SMITH Why don't you render a new song, would be perfect song in this weather? WILL Sure, would be a practice before the Hayden group calls me to sing. Meanwhile, Matt walks his way towards Will. Will had invited Matt to ask about his date and to know more about him. He picks up his regal guitar and invites Matt over. SMITH Who's he? WILL He's Matt, my new friend, invited him over for the evening. SMITH Fuck you, ask him to zip his energy towards your jazz. Matt comes towards the group and shakes hands with Will and Smith. Will tunes his strums. Varun (an Indian, dressed in a simple white Kurtha), a close friend of Will, tries to record the song on his song recorder, unfortunately he had forgotten the battery. VARUN Hey, I am Varun, Will's friend. MATT Hi, I am Matt. Nice to meet you. VARUN Nice meetin' you as well. You seem to carry a calculator, can I borrow your batteries. MATT Ah these. This calc is from my office, just returnin' from work. Sure, here are the batteries. Matt picks up his calculator and gives batteries to Varun. Will croons his song. The song describes the beauty of his lady love. Savannah feels wary of the song as her demure eyes are down. She finally lifts her head with a coy smile and her down turned eyes looks at Will with a duchenne smile. The song ends. Smith, Zuda, Marlon, Sean, and Savannah give a thundering applause to Will. Matt's ego gets hurt for the first time with the reception Will receives. He has never met a person in his entire life who overtook his stardom. Matt thinks he is the super smart and charismatic guy in this whole Boston and he has worked hard to achieve that. He doesn't want anyone to outsmart him and steal his charisma. MATT (self talks) Who's this fuckin asshole who steals the show when I am in a group? I'm the show stealer. I am a born leader. But, Will showcases why he has the charisma in the group with his music. Will has got talent, he can arrest the group with his sheer music. That's why the group loves him. Matt finds hard to digest this. Matt handclaps rigidly and walks towards Will. Will takes his guitar strap and wraps his regal in the bag. Matt gets back to his senses. MATT Ah, wonderful song, whose composition is it? WILL Its Will Wagner's, my own, trying to get a record deal from a while, wouldn't miss one this year, had sent a record to Hayden music group. I know I would get the deal. Matt's ego resurfaces. MATT (self talks) You mutt, you would never make it to my league. Let me see how you get the record deal. I am the strategic analyst for Hayden music company. Your record can't go past me. I promise. Matt changes the topic. MATT So is she your latest muse? Tryin' your trick of gettin' her number or what? Savannah overhears and raises her eye brows. Will hugs Savannah. WILL Matt my friend, meet my girl, Savannah. Will hugs Savannah tighter. Savannah smiles. SAVANNAH Haven't we met before? MATT Not that I can recall. SAVANNAH Haven't we met in a national talent search? Will is intrusive about the turn of things? MATT Oh yes, Savah. SAVANNAH Yes. Are you still in touch with the search team? MATT Oh yes, I still train the kids for the national talent search at Boston public school. SAVANNAH That's very impressive. Will, I know Matt. We both worked on trainin' kids for national search team. He trained kids in science and I taught them social science. WILL Ah good, so you both know each other. SAVANNAH Yeah. Any bigger plans Matt with the search team? I am not takin' classes these days. MATT Well, any day would love to coach the genius brains. My vision to direct the young minds to work in my firm. I want to open a firm soon and want them to work for me. The group admires Matt's words, his vision. SAVANNAH Praise your stars and your pundit vision, fuckin' Will just sits and writes sleazy music, never has this vision. Will frets over her words, His ego takes a beat. This is the first time he thinks how can another guy like Matt take the center stage in his own group. He thinks he should be the show stopper in his group as he has got music to tie them down. He thinks Matt is just a dork. WILL (self talks) Mother fuckin' bitch, lurin' my girl in front of me, with your fuckin retardin' nerd mind. I am the showstopper, the show shalln't run without me. I've got the music. WILL (to the group) Cut the shit, handlin' you is a big fuckin' vision. Ain't it Smithy? SMITH Wouldn't complain, I've trouble handlin' mine. Can imagine your status. Group laughs. Savannah affectionately jabs Will. Zuda jabs Smith. Sean laughs heartily. Will and Matt feel a bit bitter at each other's abilities. Will wants Matt to leave the place at once as he has shown enough skills. He doesn't care to ask more details about Matt and how his date turned out as he has got enough idea about Matt. WILL Ok dork, talk to you later. MATT See you. Catch you soon. WILL Yeah bro. Matt leaves the beach. Will in the background cuddles and kisses Savannah. WILL You're always mine baby. Matt watches Will cuddlin' Savannah and thinks about Rianna. He goes to his car to talk to her. INTERNAL: MATT'S CAR - NIGHT Matt strides towards his new 1974 Chevrolet Camaro. He takes his 1974 Dyna Tac Motorola phone and places a call to his girl, Rianna. RIANNA Hello. MATT Hey, been a while. RIANNA Yeah. MATT Catch up this weekend for a drink? RIANNA Hmmm, I'm off work at 7, catch you an hour later at my place. MATT Ok, see ya. Matt cuts the phone. Starts his car. He drives across the streets of South Boston. CHAPTER 17 INTERNAL: RIANNA'S APARTMENT -NIGHT Matt walks upstairs to Rianna's apartment. He gives her a champagne. RIANNA Hey, thanks, you up early? Wait I'll bring a toast. MATT I need a beer. RIANNA Oh ok. She goes to the fridge. Takes a beer and hands it to Matt. RIANNA what do you want to watch? MATT No real preferences. She switches on the video recorder and they watch "The Garden of the Finzi-Continis". Few minutes pass by. MATT So you like the film? RIANNA The movie's gettin' better, the two are opening up. Matt feels nervous about askin' anythin' more. Rianna sees Matt been uncomfortable helps him out. RIANNA so.. Do you want to open up? She unbuttons his shirt. She leans forward in her night pants and tops and cuddles him RIANNA Wanna stay for the night? Matt passes out. Matt gets wearied as Savannah unbuttons his shirt. He freaks out. MATT Leave me. I need to leave now. SAVANNAH Wait, where're you goin'? He dashes out of the apartment, opens the door and hushes towards the steps. He trips at the doorstep, and the beer trips from his hand. Matt and his beer topple across the stairway. Matt lies down on the floor and watches the beer fissure out from his bottle. CUT TO: INTERNAL: MATT'S APARTMENT -NIGHT Matt wakes up from this horrid dream. His sweaty hands open the fridge and he sups a bottle of water. He gasps in deep breadth. He starches towards the telephone to call Rianna to cancel their second date. The clock reads 2 am. He decides to hang up the phone. He gasps in deep breadth and lights a cigarette. The smoke puffs out from his nostrils. He recollects the scene where Will gives him tips to impress the girl. Smoke continues to puff out from his nostrils. MATT Rianna, I love you, I need you in my life Will, you fuckin' bastard, help me out. That low class varmit can help me talk to my girl. Matt puts off the cigarette. The smoke comes out as he stamps the cigarette. He breathes the smoke and lets it out from his mouth. MATT I would learn to talk to you Rianna. You're my girl, I would get close to you. He looks out through the windows at the sky. A full moon glows in the dark. The night ends CHAPTER 18 EXTERNAL: SOUTH BOSTON STREET -DAY The sun surfaces up in South Boston. Will plays basketball with his friends. Will sees a black thug gang advance to their court. The steps of Stuart, a black guy, six feet 2 inches walks towards Smith. He drags Smith towards the center court and gives him a big blow on his lower jaw. Will watches Smith's struggle, he interferes. Will gets hit on his lips, blood starts bleedin' from his lips. Will takes the basketball, smacks the ball onto Sturat's head. The thug gets taken aback. Will catches his collar. WILL You mother fucker, you lay another hand on my man, you're dead. Temme what happened? STUART He's taken cocaine from us to sell it to the college kids. He hasn't returned our share. SMITH Fuck you, I have stopped that business, I drained the cocaine. STUART You cunt, that's worth $5000. Pay me the cash else I will slit your dick. Will knuckles Stuart. He holds a knife up his throat. WILL He's not payin' you the cash. I see you again at this place, I will cut your throat. Get out of this place. Will throws Stuart, Marlon and Smith throw the rest of the gang off from their sights. The thugs leave the place. INTERNAL: CROKE PARK BEER SHOP -DAY Blood pours in from Will's lips. He places a cold Whiskey down his lips. WILL I see you sellin' drugs, scum head I will slit your throat open. Smith nods MARLON Skinny dog was in need of money, the issue is resolved now, he wouldn't get into that business, I promise. Will drinks his Whiskey. He feels the pain of the hit. He places his Whiskey down his lips. Matt meanwhile walks inside the bar to chill out from the last night dream he had. He sees Will and gets excited to meet him to get insights on what to talk to Rianna for the second time. He walks towards Will. MATT Have been searchin' for you. I need your favor. Blood still sheets out from Will's lips. He finds hard to talk. WILL What's the news? MATT What happened to you? WILL Got a knuckle over from the thugs who were tryin' to sell drugs to Smithy. Gave them a fuckin' roundhouse to temple, bastards wouldn't wake up for 3 months. Matt grazes Will's lips. WILL That hurts. MATT You watch out for couple of days. WILL Yeah. What's up with you? MATT Called my girl for a second date. I don't know how to continue my conversation with her. I need your brains. Help me out. WILL Order a Whiskey for me. Matt looks bemused. WILL Order one, this pain is killin' me you nerd. Matt orders a whiskey. WILL Look, you are a dork, girls do not like dorks like you. They want to be alive with a guy who shows them manhood, protect them from danger, this is how our civilization has evolved.Show her the rough end of yours, allow her to see through you, once you're in, she will want you, get into your pants. Matt nods. Will has his Whiskey, smirks at Matt and nods. Matt smiles. CHAPTER 19 INTERNAL: HARVARD LECTURE HALL -DAY The next day, Prof. Shou-horn delivers a lecture on increasin' the per capita income in health care industries. She delivers lecture in an open seminar hall. Matt is in the classroom who personifies himself as Will. Matt wears a black jacket with a sterlin' silver chain. He gets into the character and pretends to be Will. He personifies himself to be a men with girls. Couple of desks from Matt, Jane and her friend Samantha have a laugh. Matt's friend Stephen takes the opportunity to talk to Jane. He wants to show her that he is the man for her. Matt overhears the conversation. STEPHEN Hey babe wanna go for a ride with me. JANE Back off you arsehole. You ain't gettin the queen of college in your bike. STEPHEN Come on give me a chance. Jane kicks him in his balls. Stephen feels the pain, strolls back. Matt approaches towards Jane. He couldn't take his friend being offended. MATT Don't show your skills on this puny head, try them on me. What roller skates, are you gonna swirl your hip in my head. JANE Watch your head while I'm slidin' through. It hurts. MATT I ain't movin' out when you slide, I would push your hip to give me pleasure. Jane closes her left hand and raises her middle finger. JANE You got to pull my hip hard to seek pleasure, not push it, it doesn't impress me you dumb head. Matt is taken aback by her. As he moves towards her, he is toppled by Samantha. Matt slumps on the desk. The entire classroom laughs at him. Matt feels shrinked. As he raises from the desk... INTERNAL: HARVARD LECTURE HALL -CONTINUOUS A marker pen slides down from the desk. Stephen catches the pen and hands over to Matt who is lost in this dream of havin a tiff with Jane. Matt gets back to his senses. He takes the marker, looks at Jane who smiles at him. Matt realizes he had a horrid dream of personifying himself as Will. He looks flabbergasted at the turn of events. He squiggles in his notepad that "WILL YOU'RE A SCUM BASTARD, YOUR IDEAS WOULD NEVER WORK, NEVER I WOULD WANT TO IMPERSONATE YOU". He rolls the marker over his fingers. He points the marker to the front. Prof. Horn continues to deliver the lecture in the foreground. Matt moves his marker down and signals a nod and gives a tick mark to his note and scrams the page and gashes it onto the floor. CHAPTER 20 INTERNAL: THE CAPITAL GRILLE RESTAURANT -NIGHT Steak and fresh vegetables gets fried on the pan. A Spanish cook adds extra virgin olive oil to the dish. SPANISH COOK1 (in Spanish)No quiero ser expulsado del país (translation) I do not want to be expelled from the country SPANISH COOK2 Estamos en este país como inmigrantes ilegales (translation) We are in this country as illegal immigrants The two cooks pack the dishes. WILL Así como usted ha entrado en nuestro país para trabajar como cocineros, soy un cocinero para hacer que mis fines se cumplan. Quiero entrar en la industria de la música. Pero tengo que esperar. Hasta entonces, debemos rezar para que estos chicos no nos echen del restaurante. (translation) Just as you have entered our country to work as cooks, I am a cook to make my ends meet. I want to enter the music industry. But I have to wait. Until then, we must pray that these guys don't kick us out of the restaurant. Will switches off the lights and heads out of the kitchen with the rest. INTERNAL: BOYLSTON STREET -NIGHT Will whirls in his old 1950 Dodge truck late in the night. He gazes across desolate street. The only light is from the street light in the far end of the street. He drives serenely. CHAPTER 21 INTERNAL: HAYDEN MUSIC COMPANY -DAY In the morning, Will wriggles towards Hayden office. He talks to Kate, Richard's secretary. WILL Hi, this is Will Wagner, need an appointment with Richard. KATE Please have a seat, would've a word that you're here. Will checks out the place and perches his ass on the sofa at the lounge. He perches with his legs stretched out. He sets his eyes on Kate. Kate calls on Richard. Will ogles at Kate. Kate broods over office papers and lifts her head to see Will, she notices he's checkin' her out. She peps back to her work. Will rests his hand on his cheek and gazes at Kate. Kate leers at the clock and her papers, and looks at Will. Will takes his pen out, rolls over his fingers, pushes the pen head in and out symbolizin' if she is ready to fuck him. Kate notices this but doesn't respond. Will pushes the pen head towards Kate. She glims across Will and eyes behind the desk to check out if Will's been called at. She gazes over Will, who changes his hand, rests on his left cheek and smiles. Kate thinks a while as she analyzes the docs. She holds her pen on the head. Rolls the pen over her fingers and pushes the pen head out. She realizes she does the same action as Will, she looks at Will and smiles. Will smiles big. Kate strokes her pen head back and forth at Will. Will smiles, gets up and whirls towards Kate. As Will tries to make his move to lure Kate, she gets a call from her boss, Richard. RICHARD Send him in. KATE Will do sir. Will collects flowers from the table and endows it to Kate. Kate smiles KATE Please go in. Will places a note on Kate's desk reading "NAME IS WILL - CAll ME". Kate beams. Will smirks and leaves. INTERNAL: HAYDEN GROUP OFFICE -DAY Will enters Boss's room. He gaits towards the table. RICHARD So Will, have you been to LA. WILL No. RICHARD Then pack your ass and bags to LA to record your first album. You are selected to sing for Hayden group. You are our lead singer. WILL Holy goodness, is this real, you got me on the album. Richard nods. RICHARD Yes, you bastard. You got amazin' talent, best voice and your music audition record is terrific. We gonna make you sing your own record for the album. WILL What the 'F'. I am really excited to go to LA. Richard moves the contract forward to sign. RICHARD Here, sign these papers. These are your contract papers. Will reads the contract and signs. He gets $200,000 to sing the record. WILL I get paid $200,000, holy shit that's insanely high. RICHARD You have the talent and we want to cash in on that. That's the price we are willin' to pay for your talent. Will feels honored and lost his words to thank Richard. Richard confers an empty CD RICHARD That's where your song goes into my boy. Will smiles and takes the CD. WILL Thank you Richard, I owe you a great deal. RICHARD Record your album and we want to release it so that everyone can hear your silvery voice. Will smirks... CHAPTER 22 INTERNAL: WILL'S BEDROOM -NIGHT Will wakes up from his bed. WILL Jesus Christ, that was a fuckin' dream. No way that was a dream. I wanna make my name in real in this world. I want to make that dream come true. Savannah who is sleepin' next to Will wakes up from the bed. SAVANNAH What happened baby? WILL Savah, had a best dream. I was awarded the contract to sing for Hayden music company. They made me sign the papers and were sendin' me to LA to record the album. I wanna make my name in real in this world. I want to make that dream come true. SAVANNAH Oh you would definitely sing for them. I can sense this. This dream is surely gonna turn real. I believe this would happen. She moves close to him and kisses him on his lips. She takes off her printed maxi dress and her inner wear. Will savors her lips and goes to smooch her tits. They make love to make this dream come true. Will kisses her lips hard as she heaves in pain and pleasure. Will transfers his excited mood to make her feel bliss. They make love for 4 hours and multiple times. Savah shouts in pain the entire night and gets multiple orgasms. INTERNAL: WILL'S APARTMENT -DAY Clock ticks 9 am. The alarm goes on. Will shuts off the alarm. Gets off from bed, swaggers towards the basin, brushes his teeth. Door bell rings at the entrance. Will with his mouth soused in paste, opens the door. Marlon is at the door. MARLON Brought a brand new Ray Charles cassette. Stole it from Casper. Casper is the music shop owner who is a close friend of Marlon in South Boston. WILL You arsehole. Savannah walks from the kitchen, hands Marlon a hot coffee. SAVANNAH You too work very hard. MARLON Yeah, we wanna make it big. Will towels his face. MARLON We wanna make as much money so that we can take our families to exotic places. SAVANNAH Will, definitely made me exotic last night. He is a charmer in that. MARLON Ah ha. What's that my friend share that secret even with us. WILL Cut the crap. She just blabbers. MARLON Ok, looks like you two share a good secret. Savannah smiles at Will who asks her to be quiet. MARLON Hey dude, check this song by Ray guy, he just ripped the roof. WILL Ok, you want to hear what happened last night. I would tell some part of it. I just got a fuckin' dream last night, blew me off. I was signin' the deal with Hayden music company on this record release. MARLON Should've had me in the dream as well, we both would flap it off. WILL You dickhead, you ain't perk me off even in my dream. Let me tell you what else happened last night. Savannah shies away. MARLON Where would I go brother. I ain't goin' anywhere even in your dream. I would be there with you all the time at all places. Temme did you hear anythin' from the audition guys? WILL No, no news in real. MARLON Oh, that's sad. Lemme know when you hear from them. I can be your assistant while you sing the album. WILL Sure bro, you would be my drummer. SAVANNAH I have an idea Will, why don't you talk to Matt, the guy has vision, he would help you over to deal with big men. MARLON Yeah man, that's a killer idea. Will likes the idea. WILL Dork owes me one. He knows the deal to negotiate with big men. I would get his insight. MARLON Great, so we're makin' the dream come true. We're gonna sing for Hayden group. WILL Yeah, that's my dream. What say Savah. SAVANNAH I know what happens to us when we dream, saw that last night. The two can't control their laughter. Marlon doesn't understand what's goin' on but laughs with them. Will receives the cassette and plays it on his recorder. Will takes Savannah's hands and dances. RAY CHARLES'S SONG Come live with me, And won't you be my love, Share my bread and wine, Be wife to me, Be life to me, Be mine, Oh, come live with me, And won't ya please be my love, Let our dreams combine. Will cuddles her neck and kisses her on her lips. He starts all over again what he started last night. Savannah interrupts indicating that Marlon is here. The tape recorder continues to play the song and they just dance. CHAPTER 23 EXTERNAL: MATT'S APARTMENT ROOF -EARLY MORNING Matt is aloof on the roof top on an early Sunday morning. The sun beams in pride. Langer, Matt's dad walks up to the roof. LANGER Matt, you're alone. MATT Yeah. Langer smokes a cigarette. He streches himself. He talks to Matt and wants to know more on how Matt and Rianna are doin'. LANGER So, how are you two comin' along? MATT Doin' alright. LANGER You meet her often. MATT No, not often. Just met her once, have a second date planned between us. Langer nods. LANGER Good. You know you aren't a loner anymore, you have a girl now. Let me tell you something. I didn't know how to have your mom when I met her, I didn't tell her this fact till you were born, I had to keep this truth to myself and was fearing to tell her. Remember kid, you've to face your fear to get any person, you got to meet your fear. I finally opened up when you were born, I realized we became more closer to each other after I told her the truth. Tell Rianna your fear when you meet her, you two would become more closer. Your bond becomes tighter. She would start lovin' you more. Matt nods. Langer smokes his cigarette, the sun beams from east luggin' the cigarette smoke. CHAPTER 24 INTERNAL: ORANGE LINE TRAIN -DAY Matt sits on an orange line train. Orange line is one of the four subway lines of the Massachusetts Bay Transportation Authority (MBTA). The train runs from Forest Hills in Jamaica Plain in the south Boston to Oak Grove in Malden in the north. Matt manages with a sweep of papers. The pages read the audition list of Hayden music group. The pages scud away from the train seat, Matt hasps the papers, binds them with a binder clip. Will spurts across the station, capers through the staircase, clasps his hand on the train post and screams his way onto the train. The train door closes just as Will enters the train. Will whirls past birth number 2, birrs to seat 10. WILL Holy cow, you ridin' with me. MATT Yeah, wanted to travel in train today. WILL Oh good for you. You ain't sittin' rattlin' your brains, come on what're you workin' on. MATT Countin' the numbers to bump up the stocks. WILL Man, you suck your brain into these numbers, projectin' the stats to high tech, wear a piece of Armani, jack your shit to the execs. Teach me some of these, wanna get a record deal with a company, pissin' my ass to concur with them. Matt smirks. MATT These're up sleeve work, you apples can you manage that? WILL I ain't heroic, teach me how to deal with big men, you owe me a deal. Matt thinks for a while. He feels Will is a mutt and how can he teach him about talkin' to high end people. He also thinks that Will wants to know how to impress Richard, his own boss. The thought that primarily rings in his head is that if he teaches him this trick he would get the record deal and become famous, become the center of attraction in the crowd. Does he want to give him the chance. This runs in his mind. He quickly thinks the other side of the coin. He feels Will has helped him to talk to Rianna, helped him find a girl. His mind tells him to return the favor. He rambles over the two thoughts, finally sanity prevails. He wants to return the favor to Will who has helped him to find a girl. Matt takes a pen, construes on a paper. MATT Ok, I will help you. Concentrate on what I say. Here, this is you slave head, you hasp your chin up to speak to this guy who's your exec. Now, you tryin' to get a record deal, so you need to moil with album numbers. Tell your exec that if he signs you up for a record, you could rake up the numbers from your black community twice more than a Jack who's numbers are from California. The number of blacks in upstate US is 20 million, you sing a fuckin' love album for the blacks, you rake up 25% of the black community, you get 4 million hits, with $20 million profit in your share. WILL Shit those are big numbers. MATT Now, the fuckin' community expects an album from you every year, keepin' you and the record company in business till you're alive. WILL What the 'F'. MATT Buck these numbers to the exec, bet you would get a record deal. Now cut the crap and move your ass. Go and do the work. WILL I would brother. This piece of shit should work. I would shovel these numbers up the execs dick and seal the deal. Matt nods. He thinks he has helped Will to get the deal and probably the album as well. Deep down he still thinks if he has done the right thing of helpin' Will. Time only will answer that question. Will notices that his station has arrived. WILL Ok brother, my station has arrived, would get the ball rollin' you dork. MATT Ok, wear an Armani, you slave head WILL Will do brother. Will gets off the station. He decides to buy a suit to impress the execs of Hayden music company. EXTERNAL: SULLIVAN SQUARE -DAY Will walks across Sullivan square in north Boston to go to Brooks Brothers Factory Outlet. Brooks Brothers has clothes on American style, offering stylish modern clothing and fresh takes on heritage designs for men and women. Will crosses the road and makes his way into the shop. INTERNAL: BROOKS BROTHERS FACTORY OUTLET -DAY Will breezes into Brooks Brothers Factory Outlet. He gazes at the suit section. He quickly selects a full sleeve, lapel collar Navy blue Armani suit. Will meets the shop keeper to check the size. WILL Will this fit me? Is this my size? SHOP KEEPER Here, I'll measure. Your shirt size is 16, so this suit would fit you. WILL Thanks. Will takes a white shirt from Calvin Klein to try it with his blue suit. Will goes to the trial room to try the suit. WILL (self talks) Let's wear this suit and lemme impress Richard. He should give me the record deal lookin' at this suit. Will walks out from the trial room and looks in the mirror. SHOP KEEPER That suit fits you to the T. WILL Yeah, ain't I lookin' like a parvenu. SHOP KEEPER You're indeed. Will looks at the price tag which reads $200. Will thinks it is a lot of money. But, he wants to buy this suit to impress big men. He checks his wallet and luckily Savannah had given him $200 to pay the rent. He thinks rent can be paid later and the suit is more important to him as he is meeting Richard to seal the deal. He makes up his mind to buy the suit. He walks closer to the shop keeper. WILL I would take this. SHOP KEEPER Sure. The shop keeper packs the suit in a bag. But, Will says he would wear the suit in the showroom as he has a meeting to attend. The shop keeper nods. He goes to the cash counter to bill the suit. Will pays the money from his wallet. As soon as he pays the bill, he goes to the trial room and wears the suit to meet Richard. Will gaits past the showroom in his newly bought Armani suit. EXTERNAL: SULLIVAN SQUARE -DAY Will crosses the road, ambit into Hayden group. CHAPTER 25 INTERNAL: HAYDEN MUSIC OFFICE -DAY Will ganders at Kate. X 🔥🇬🇦 WILL Hey, have an appointment. Kate reins at her papers, KATE You're.. WILL NWill Wagner. KATE Please wait. Will takes a seat in the lounge. Kate peers at Will, Will doesn't respond. He is no mood to flirt with Kate today as he is mentally prepared to talk to Richard to get the deal and sign the contract. After few minutes, Kate receives a call from Richard. RICHARD Let people in. KATE Will do sir, Will, you can meet Richard now. Will gets up sharply from his seat. KATE Please sign here. Will takes his pen, pushes it in and out and signs his name. Kate smiles and thinks if Will is flirting with her, but Will doesn't respond. He leaves to the office. Kate watches him in somber. INTERNAL: HAYDEN GROUP OFFICE -DAY Will shakes his hand firmly with Richard. He stands self-assured. RICHARD Hi Will, please be seated. Will takes his seat. RICHARD You look all decked up. Looking sharp Will. WILL Thanks, Richard. RICHARD Look, I will come to the point straight. The stocks are on an all time low, my team is selectin' the singer, you've been shortlisted by us but the final decision is from the strategic analyst, I'll let you know the decision in a week's time. Will gets excited to know he has been shortlisted. He corrals a paper from his bag. He demonstrates his strategy of revivin' the stocks of the company. Richard listens. Will confers a bar graph showing the growing population of blacks in US. He corroborates the figures of blacks buyin' his album using a simple regression analysis. Richard is curious to know more about the analysis. RICHARD How're you gonna make these numbers. WILL By releasin' my album, I would make every black guy buy my love album. I would represent the blacks. I would be a face for them through my music. The sales in this way would touch a holy $20 million dollars. RICHARD That's really impressive. If you get these numbers, I promise would release your album with you gettin' a share of 25%. Will smirks. He gets greedy. WILL No Richard, I would get these numbers only when I get 50% of the share. Richard ponders a while, nods finally to the deal thinkin' his company would now have all the blacks buyin' his music cassettes. RICHARD You've my word, we would've you on board as our lead singer. Will gets overjoyed, shakes his hand frenziedly. WILL Thank you Richard, thank you, very much... INTERNAL: HAYDEN GROUP OFFICE -DAY Will shakes his hand vehemently. Richard gets pissed off for holdin' his hand for this long. RICHARD Stop that crap head, had a heck lotta cocaine or what? Will gets back to his senses, realizes he was in a dream all this while. He thought he has signed the deal, but it was all a dream. He has just entered Richard's cabin to talk to him about the album and hopefully to get the contract. Richard is in no mood to entertain Will's actions nor he is interested to see his new Armani suit. RICHARD The stocks are on an all time low, my team is selectin' the singer, you've been shortlisted by us but the final decision is from the Strategic analyst, I'll let you know the decision in a week's time. You can leave now. Will gets back to his senses from his dream. Matt's numbers obliterates from his memory. Will gets tensed loses all the numbers but somehow wants to impress Richard. He corrals a white paper from his bag. He draws a bar graph. WILL You my man, your penny's here right in the bottom of this bar graph. You fix my record deal, your penny would reach the pinnacle of the graph in 6 months. Richard gets curious with his explanations and wants to know more. RICHARD How're you gonna reach the numbers? Will gets nervous, he doesn't remember the numbers and the statistics of how he would get the numbers. All he remembers is blacks would buy his album. In the tension, he just rambles WILL I would get the numbers by bullyin' the blacks. Make them buy my album. RICHARD What, by bullyin' blacks. Are we in music business or some kind of slaughter house, cut this crap and get your ass out of my office. Will gets tensed and fully resentful for the way he has put it to Richard on how we can get the numbers. He loses his head and talks sporadically. WILL I'll get you the numbers from my music, please listen to my music RICHARD I listened to your album. That ain't enough. Every business deals with numbers, needs a strategy. You've none. Without a plan this is plain piece of shit. He gashes the drawings that Will had drawn and throws it on the floor. Will loses his vigor and zeal utters no word. He collects the papers, CD and places in his bag. WILL I don't know how I will get you the numbers but I am confident that this record will get the numbers. I bet you'll praise my triumph when I sing my album. I just need a chance, need a fuckin' little chance. Richard sneers. RICHARD You see as I said, my lead strategic analyst would shortlist the final singer. He has to decide whether you have a fuckin' little chance. Will gets wrecked. WILL Fuck that lead strategic analyst, you decide, you are the company head, you decide whether I am good or not. I request you to please give me a chance, I would show you my zeal, my gift. I'm born to do music, I would make great music, I would. Richard smirks. RICHARD Just leave. There're a zillion guys who would do great music, but I need people who can give me numbers. You show me the numbers, I'll give you a record deal. Now if you excuse me, I've people waiting. Richard shows him the door. Will gets frustrated, he is in deep pain that his fate would be decided by some random analyst who needs only numbers. He is embittered at the turn of events. He unbuttons his suit and shirt and leaves Richard's cabin head down. CHAPTER 26 INTERNAL: HAYDEN OFFICE -DAY Will leaves the reception office head down. Kate looks at Will in query, Will doesn't look at her. He leaves the office. EXTERNAL: SULLIVAN SQUARE -DAY Will ingresses into the busy streets of Boston. He gaits across the road crossing the signal. Will is lost in despair. He goes to the Sullivan square railway station. EXT: SULLIVAN SQUARE STATION -AFTERNOON Will walks down the stairs in the train station. He walks towards platform 14. He looks disoriented, the train tracks catch his attention. Orange line arrives on the platform. People conk him over, rush to catch the train. Will stands still, untucks his shirt, takes a cigarette. He doesn't board the train. Orange line door shuts, train leaves with loud horn. Will's bag suffuses on the ground. The train leaves the station. Will looks at the train in distance. He drops his cigarette. Smoke continues to puff out from the cigarette. Will cuts off the smoke with his shoes. The train sirens at a distant and leaves from his vision. A tear pedals out from Will's eye. CHAPTER 27 INTERNAL: GIACOMO'S: ITALIAN RESTAURANT -AFTERNOON Matt meets Rianna for their second date. A candle gleams at the table where Matt and Rianna are seated. Rianna has a Chardonnay. Matt gazes across Rianna savorin' his amber ale. Matt gripes his inner emotions, looks at Rianna. MATT So Rianna, What's important in this relationship to you? RIANNA Ah... I don't know, trust. MATT Hmmm. RIANNA What about you? MATT I wanna be myself with you, but I don't know who I'm in real. I was told that to come out and be yourself, one has to let go your fear. I haven't met my fear. I don't know where it is. Rianna softens her emotions, places her hand on his. RIANNA Everyone would meet their fear, when you do, have your fear with you to win over it. MATT I don't know Ria how to face my fear. Have you met your fear? RIANNA I have, my fear was on how I should talk to my patients. They are different. They need to be dealt with tender. I had learnt it through my interactions with my clients. They can be impoverished in talking but you need to handle them like a teacher. You will know your fear the moment you see it. I would say, learn to face your fear. Rianna rubs on Matt's hands givin' him solace. Matt decides to kiss Rianna. Just when Matt is about to kiss his girlfriend Marlon and Smith enter the hotel. Marlon rests his hands on Matt's shoulder. MARLON Hey smirk head. Matt surges from the table, he spurs along with them towards the wall. MARLON The thugs are jailed. Smith is free from their bashin'. We made sure they don't see light for another 3 months. MATT Ok, so what brings you here? SMITH Food, you dork !! MARLON Hey, is that your girl whom you were talkin' to Will? She looks sexy. Fuckin' needed Will's help to flirt with her. Still pussyin' out to talk to her. Matt rages in anger. MATT Don't you dare to fuck with me or her, understand. You don't leave this place at once, son of a bitch will cut your throat. MARLON Chill out man, if you aint't sleepin with her tonight, let Will know about it, he would tip you over to bonk her booty ass. MATT You sucker. Marlon and Smith leave the scene and the restaurant. SMITH I guess, he still needs his mama to clean his shags under his pants, bloody jerk. Matt irked by the scene of events decides to leave the restaurant. He treads back to the table. MATT Hey Ria, got a text from client regardin' an urgent meetin', gotta go now. RIANNA But we just started. MATT Sorry, have to go, would text you soon. Matt leaves the restaurant. CHAPTER 28 EXTERNAL: U.S. ROUTE 1 -AFTERNOON Matt drives across the freeway. Cars drive past Matt. He is in the center lane. Matt is fumin' in anger. MATT (self talks) Fuck that Will, he's fuckin' me over. That Marlon bastard says I took Will's help to talk to my girl. I am better than that, who is that Will to ask help for, why should I take his help? He is a fuckin' loser. I have the skills to talk to Rianna on my own. I don't want anyones help. I have my own way to impress Rianna. I have the charm to get her. I know how to make her fall for me. Will, you need to learn a lesson. I have your album cassette and I have the final say in decidin' who should get the record deal. Lemme see how you're gonna make it in the music industry. You wouldn't get the record deal in Hayden group. I can bet every penny on that. Suck my dick you slave head. I would wipe out your music career completely. Let's see who shall stop me. He smirks and laughs at his plan to stop Will from gettin' into the music industry. He takes a right exit at US route 1. He drives past W.Brookline street and reaches his office. INTERNAL:STANDARD FIDELITY ACCENTURE OFFICE -EVENING Matt's secretary, Christine is seated in her cabin. CHRISTINE You've files to select people for music album to Hayden group. Matt doesn't respond to her words. He climbs the stairs. Christine feels disappointed. INTERNAL: MATT'S OFFICE ROOM -EVENING Matt spurts to his office cabin. He leers across the audition files. There are 10 names in the final selection list, includin' Will Wagner. He looks at Will Wagner's name, shouts his name in anger. He takes his pen and scratches his name out from the final list in grudge and vents his anger. Matt smirks hard. To cool his anger he sups a glass of water. MATT (self talks) Will, your music career is over. You would never have a life in the music world. I would never make you a singer. That's final. Matt smiles at his accomplishment. He now squints over the audition files, prepares the final selected singer's list. He types all the 3 names in computer and prepares a folder to save the final singer's list. Matt gets up from his seat. He scrams from his office desk, meets his fellow office colleagues in their cubicle to talk about the group's progress on increasin' the stocks at Standar accenture fidelity. INTERNAL: STANDARD FIDELITY ACCENTURE INTERNAL: STANDARD FIDELITY ACCENTURE CUBICLE -EVENING MATT Use steepest descent to optimize the prices for the next quarter. OFFICE COLLEAGUE 1 Sure, wouldn't that give us a local solution. MATT Yeah, that would avoid considerin' the price stock dip in 1962. OFFICE COLLEAGUE 1 Ok, got it. Matt leers to another pool at H8, he riffs over the computer. MATT You gotto fix this code, use convex optimization to find multiple minima that would rake up multiple solutions and we can pick at the best for the stocks. OFFICE COLLEAGUE 2 Ok, would add the function in the code. MATT Sounds good. Matt goes back to his office desk. He corrals the briefcase from his office and leaves. Christine notices Matt and wants to catch his attention this time to tell him good night. She has a soft corner on the way Matt dresses and presents himself at the office. She wants to go on a date with him. To get his attention she tries hard to talk to him but Matt never responds to her as he is always contended to talk to men and always wanted to avoid woman. That's one reason why he had hard time in talkin' with Rianna at the first place. Christine tries to converse with Matt. CHRISTINE Have a good night, Matt. Matt doesn't bother to look at her and leaves the office premises. Christine throws her pen down on the desk in anger and feels sad. EXTERNAL: MATT'S OFFICE EXTERNAL: MATT'S OFFICE PARKING LOT -NIGHT Matt whirls to his car, finds his car has a flat tyre. He smacks his car tyre in rage. Matt decides to take a train. He walks to the nearby JFK/UMASS railway station. CHAPTER 29 EXTERNAL: JFK/UMASS RAILWAY STATION -NIGHT Matt arrives at the JFK/UMass station entrance. He gaits into the station, boards the train to Harvard station. INTERNAL: TRAIN -NIGHT The metro train motions across the streets of Boston. The train hustles past Boston common. Skirls loud as it scouts past East Cambridge. Matt discerns a young couple kissin' passionately at each other. Matt looks at the couple and dreams about him and Rianna. INTERNAL: L STREET BAR & GRILLE, SOUTH BOSTON -NIGHT Rianna is dressed in Royal Blue Sleeveless Taffeta and Tulle Sparkle dress. She sups up vodka with rum. Matt steps up his plate, gives a whirl and desires his hand to dance with Rianna. He gazes into her eye, she gives him a smile of togetherness. Matt caresses her body and neck. She desires his move. Matt leans forward to kiss her red sensual lips. Just as he goes for the kiss, he hears a thud noise. Bang !! (beat). A loud thud shatters the romantic spirit. It was instrumented by Will at the bar table. Will is near their table havin' Whiskey. He has come there to spoil the mood of Matt and Rianna. Matt gets agitated with the presence of Will. MATT Get lost you asshole. This is my girl, I don't need your help. Will advents past Matt, has a whiskey in his hand. He holds the whiskey glass towards his face, rubs his cheeks with the glass. Will stupifies Matt and yakes him. WILL What, you don't want my help, I was the guy who helped you to talk to Rianna. You were a pussy before and now you say you don't want my help. Fine, I will leave, but I've to say you ain't the man for her. You ain't kissin' her when she is real. Ain't it correct Rianna. RIANNA Yes. Matt looks lost at the response from Rianna. He feels low. Will advances towards Rianna, takes her hand and asks her to dance with him. Rianna obliges to his act. He caresses her with his virility. He responds to her move by touchin' her ass. Rianna doffs off her lady inhibitions. Will goes for the grand kiss as Rianna leans for the moment. Will kisses her impressively as Rianna melts to his move. Matt watches the entire scene in a state of shock. INTERNAL: TRAIN -NIGHT Matt rolls out from his dream world, rubs his eyes. He discerns the couple kissin' in the train. He rolls out a tear from his eye. He starts to weep and thinks that Will is disturbin' his love life. He wants to thrash Will at this moment. He feel he may lose Rianna as he is not able to make love to her. The train reaches Harvard station. He rushes out from the train in ire. He walks haphazardly in the station. EXTERNAL: HARVARD TRAIN STATION -NIGHT Matt perspires in state of disquietude as he walks down the train station. MATT (self talks) Son of a cunt, Will. You have started to come into my dream and cuddle my girl. I had asked him to figure out how I should talk to my girl and flirt with her. Mother fucker has started comin' into my dream and messin' me over. He is seducin' Rianna and kissin' her in front of me in my dream. I fuckin' don't have to learn this from him. I can win her over and make love with my own spirit. Now, leave me alone, Will. Stop messin' with my thoughts. Rianna you're mine, mine forever. I'll win you over amd make love on my own. I promise!! Now, Will you just leave my thoughts. I don't want to see you in my life anymore. You're not in the music auditions and you wouldn't be there till I supervise Hayden group. I don't want to see you or listen to your crappy music anymore. Nor, I would take any help from you about talkin' to Rianna. I would handle it myself. I would make love to you Rianna and be your man. People look at Matt as he talks to himself in the station. Matt soon realizes that he is been watched. He has slowly developed this habbit of talkin' to himself and gettin' lost in the dream world. INTERNAL: SEVEN ELEVEN STORE -NIGHT To get over his anger, Matt wriggles into a seven eleven store in the train station. He ajars the glass door, takes a water bottle. Matt is flimsy, perspires severely after his horrid dream. He sups up the water, vents out his anger by throwin' the water bottle onto the ground. The crowd watches his action and gets afraid lookin' at the turn of events. The water rushes out from the openin' to the floor. Matt walks fast on the wet floor, the bottle is still on the ground leakin' the water. Matt scrams past the station payin' cash at the counter. The people watch Matt in silence. A train leaves from platform 3 at a distance from the store. The night ends... CHAPTER 30 INTERNAL: WILL'S DINING ROOM -NIGHT Will crams steak with mashed potatoes and butter. Savanna sapors turkey breast with bread. The air is still in the dinin' room. Savananh breaks the silence and starts to talk to Will. SAVANNAH So, 've you heard anythin' from the music company. WILL Nothin' positive, the final list is being prepared. SAVANNAH Do you know who's preparin' it. WILL No, I don't, they have a strategic analyst who's preparin' the final list. SAVANNAH Pray that the deal goes through, would have a better and larger life. Will nods. SAVANNAH We've been trampin' in misery for the last 5 years strivin' for better life, our lives have'nt moved in any place. This record deal is the ray of hope. WILL Yeah. SAVANNAH Why don't you speak to Matt to get some thoughts on how to bend the deal. He has a better vision, he would succor you in gettin' this deal. WILL Shut the fuck up, never utter his name in front of me, he is a douchebag. Still pissin' in his pants to talk to his girl. His ideas don't work. Last time I took his idea on talkin' to Richard the music company boss, lost my head to talk to him. I forgot all his complicated ideas that I had to say to Richard. I am sayin' his ideas won't work. They're too complicated. SAVANNAH What has he got to do with you forgettin' your lines. Ask him one more time and tell him to keep it simple for your brain. WILL Enough, had enough with this steak and with your bloody offer, no more talks about Matt in this house. Will scales up from the chair and scrams to the living room. He leaves the food half finished. INTERNAL: WILL'S LIVING ROOM -NIGHT Will heeds to the living room, switches on the TV. A music awards ceremony is been announced on the TV. MUSIC AWARDS HOST 'And the award for the best music director for this year goes to "Matt hoggard". WILL What the heck, Matt, your name ain't sparin' me even in music. Will sags around'n his chair. He closes his eyes WILL (Self talks) Will, What's your vision? Will dwells into sleep and starts to dream. CHAPTER 31 INTERNAL: BOSTON CONVENTION CENTER -EVENING Two senile men announce awards for stock investments. The award hall is gorged with people. The guests are seated in davenport. The tables are decorated with candle lights. Guests chow on the food served on the table. The award annoucer Bill takes on the mike. BILL It's a proud evenin' to see all the big investment brokers in one arena. This year we've witnessed prodigious growth in stock market. It's a great pleasure to announce the best stock analyst who revived his company with almost 300% rise in stocks compared to last year. This company was not in consideration till May this year. Miraculously tops the stock exchange this year. All the glory goes to one man. I am herewith presentin' the best stock investor award to "Matt Bailey." The guests focus on Matt, who is havin' Spaghetti. Matt takes his dinner towel wipes his mouth, gets up to a thunderous claps from the audience. Matt beams in pride, smiles big as he gaits onto the stage. Matt shakes hand firmly with Bill, accepts the award, waves at the crowd. Matt takes the mike. The applause dawdles down, there is silence all around. MATT I am excited to receive this award. Numbers, numbers, numbers, we're in the business of numbers. Scrape your left brain to generate the numbers, that's your analytical brain. Also, regard your right brain to make creative decisions, that's your imaginative brain. I work with both my brains. That's my secret. I am motivated for more. Are you? The hall goes berserk ENTIRE HALL YES. Matt points his award at the audience. The hall stands up and gives a standing ovation to Matt Bailey. Matt smiles big and leaves the stage. INTERNAL: WILL' LIVING ROOM -NIGHT Will sleeps in the couch as he dreams about Matt gettin' an award from the stock company. Outside Will's apartment, Marlon knocks on the door. Will wakes up to the door bell, the TV plays on in his livin' room. WILL (self talks) Matt, you jerk. You're havin' a happy life and you pass me these ideas that don't work. Why did I ever meet you? Why did I ever help you find a girl? You would marry that girl, earn rich money and spend your weekends in Hawaii and here I'm actin' like a loser lookin' for a record deal. I won't let you settle a happy life. I would defenitely make you weep. I promise brother. The door bell buzzes on. Will gets back from his senses. He stops talkin' to himself, gets over from his dream. He opens the door. MARLON You allright man, lookin weirdo tonight? WILL No, had a very bad dream. MARLON Ok, you got a letter in my mail. WILL What is that letter? MARLON I don't know man, you read it out. Marlon heads to the fridge and prepares Whiskey to Will and himself. Will opens the letter. Will reads the letter loud. WILL We are sorry to inform you that you are not selected to sing as a lead singer in our album. Your record deal has not been approved. We appreciate your business with Hayden music company and hope to see you again next year. P.S: Please accept the gift card for your participation. Your's sincerely, Matt Bailey. Will gets furious after readin' the letter. WILL Matt, I'll kill you scum. Will bangs the table. Marlon shrugs back. MARLON What's up with you. What happened? Marlon brings whiskey to Will. He takes the letter from him. MARLON What the crap, we lost the record deal. I am gonna make that Matt piss hard and tell his mama, he ain't openin' his dick for anyone. WILL I want to burn that fuckin' dork alive. Will takes the letter. He gashes the paper and walks next to the fire. He hurls the paper into the fire. Will walks backwards from the fire, and sups his Whiskey once. He places his whiskey on his forehead. MARLON He ain't gettin up from that fire. Marlon takes few ice cubes from the icebox and drops in his whiskey. He savors the whiskey. MARLON This shit ain't coolin' me. He takes the ice cube box and pours the cubes onto his face. Will looks at him in anger, sups his Whiskey again. The gift card scorches in fire, with Matt's signature burnt into ashes. The ash falls down the fire hood. Will smirks and sups his whiskey. WILL Matt, you're my nemesis. You jerk had asked your help to sign this deal. You had never opened your lip that you were the strat. Analyst for Hayden group. You could have given me a deal. Why didn't you open your mouth? I had helped you to find a girl. I helped you find love. You know what it means. You know the true meanin' of helpin' someone when one offers you the help. I guess you don't, you are a SCUM Matt. Will falls on the floor with his whiskey. He loses his control and passes out on the floor. Marlon weeps in pain. He lifts him up and takes him to the bed. He asks him to change his pants. Will changes his pants, falls on the bed and sleeps. Savannah is already fast asleep next to him on the bed. CHAPTER 32 INTERNAL: MATT'S OFFICE ROOM -DAY A new day begins at Matt's office. Matt bellies up to the office at 8:30 am. He shaggers office papers and picks up the latest beta version of the stock algorithm. He has the new algorithm ready to talk to the group members. The group believes this algorithm would rake in more stocks to the company and would keep the company alive. This algorithm plans for the latest lead singers selected by Matt for Hayden music group. The algorithm promises to revive both the Hayden group and Standard fidelity accenture in one go. Matt has done 3 all nighters to come up with this algorithm. Sniff arrives at the office. He walks towards Matt's office. He has read the algorithm before and has his apprehentions, but feels confident with Matt's ability that he would pull it off. He walks closer to Matt's office and enters his room. SNIFF Ready to present the latest algo? MATT Yeah,'ve everythin' ready. SNIFF I've my doubts on the method, do you think it would work. MATT It is correct, the algo would definetely work, you would see it. SNIFF Ok, see you at the conference room. MATT Yeah. Matt corrals his files and glass board, he ardors into the conference room with zeal. INTERNAL:STANDARD ACCENTURE CONFERENCE ROOM -DAY The conference room is desolated. There is stoic silence all around. The lights are shut off. Matt mounts his glass board. He switches on the lights. He turns on a projector on the left. He perches on his favorite Divano Black Color Modular Office Chair. He gazes at the numbers on the glass board and on the projected screen. MATT (self talks) Do you think the algorithm would work? He rests his palm on his left cheek and gazes at the algorithm. Matt looks at the math with sincerity. He gets interrupted by Carl, a fellow office colleague of Matt who has helped him get all the data for runnin' the algorithm. CARL Hey, you up early, ready to roll up? Matt looks behind, looks at the room being filled with people. MATT Yup, let's roll up. His colleagues arrive into the conference room one after the other. They babble around while switchin' on their computer. Matt welcomes the group and starts his presentation. MATT Welcome folks, today is the most important day for our stock numbers. We would be launchin' the new algorithm developed by me. You would see the stock prices on this projected screen and also on your computer monitors. Here you go, I am turnin' on the algorithm. In 3,2, 1 go, the numbers are ON on your screen. The stock numbers pop up on the screen. Within minutes the numbers begin to rise up. Matt smiles in happiness. MATT We've a rise. The office colleagues applaud the initial rise in the numbers. They begin to feel happy with joy. MATT Great job guys. The numbers should beat the ones last year by a big margin. The last 12 digits controls the growth rate of the numbers. We shall wait for another 10 minutes to check out the market trend and our numbers. Zuzanna watches the numbers on her screen to the left of Matt and feels contended. Zuzanna is the analytical head of the group who had initiated to take in Matt's algorithm to beta version and supported the algorithm when Sniff was apprehensive. Time ticks by, we are into 8 minutes after the launch of the algorithm. Everyone looks contented. In the 9th minute, Zuzanna notices a sudden dip in the stock numbers. The numbers continue to fall and tumble below last year numbers. ZUZANNA Jesus, what's goin' on? The numbers suddenly tumble as Zuzanna watches. Zuzanna looks at Rui. Rui is the computer software engineer who coded the hand written algorithm by Matt. He looks at his computer monitor and gets shocked at these numbers. RUI Shit, what's goin on? The entire office starts to babble at the numbers. Matt looks baffled at his audience. MATT What's goin on? Why you guys in state of despair? RUI Look at the screen you nut head. MATT Fuck the numbers, my stocks goin' down, fidelity stocks are down. Sniff and Gore arrive. GORE Jesus Christ, all our stocks are sinkin'. Sniff gets distraught with the numbers. He fires at Matt for comin' up with a lousy algorithm. SNIFF You dumbass, I told you that your algorithm had flaws, you still launched the version. You messed up the entire stocks. MATT Sorry Sniff, I have. I don't know how my algorithm got messed up. I had everythin' under control. I looked at last year's trends and developed a new method to rise the stocks. I can't believe how the method is not workin' with the market. I don't understand why there is sudden slump in our numbers. Please give me some time. I would restore it in a couple of days. Please stay assured. RUI 2 days, you mutt, I lost all my shares today, my savin's are fucked up. I ain't have a penny to nap this night, you better fix the numbers and fuck your head today. SNIFF Rui, keep quiet. You too were involved in the development of this algorithm. I had warned you both along with Zuzanna to watch out for the new algorithm. I had warned you and mentioned to you that there were some glitches in the algorithm. You guys convinced me. Now you see we are all in dire straits. So, you've no right to talk now. And as far as you are concered Matt, you are the lead strategic analyst, who has come up with this algorithm, I would give you two days time not to get jailed, lawsuited. Fix these numbers by then and come and meet me with your new algorithm. MATT Sure, Sniff. I would restore the numbers, I promise. Sniff gashes the papers on Matt and leaves. INTERNAL: MATT'S OFFICE ROOM -DAY Sniff taps on Matt's shoulder. Matt is lost in lookin' at the new algorithm he has developed. SNIFF You ready Matt to present the new algorithm, I've my doubts on the method? You believe the numbers would go up? Matt wakes from his horrid dream. These dreams continue to chase Matt. But, this time the dream can save his ass from gettin' fired. Matt becomes unsure of the chances of the algorithm to succeed. He looks at Sniff into his eye and wants to tell him that the algorithm wouldn't work. He doesn't think about the consequences that would bring to the company. How much money the company would lose. As, this is the big day for all major stock markets to release their new strategy to bump up the stocks. He takes courage to talk to Sniff. MATT No, the algorithm wouldn't work. I'm not presentin' today SNIFF What? What's wrong? MATT I don't think the version works, let's call off the meetin'. Gore, the company's second partner interferes. GORE You mutt, you tell us to call off the meetin'. You know how much we've invested on this company and how much we're at stake today. You think this is a child's play. You're wasting the company's money and time. This meetin' is very important for us to stay alive in the market. Now you are puttin' the company in a big soup. We would take years to recover if this algorithm is not released. You're expected to write a leavin' letter to the company within a weeks time. Your office would be cleaned, your dues would be cleared by the HR. Christine would talk to you about the other details. MATT You can't do this to me, let me explain. I feel the algorithm has flaws. It's better to not release the algorithm than end up losin' a big chunk of stocks to our competitors. I brought the initial numbers to the company. I revived this company from goin' bankrupt. Please don't fire me. I would modify the algorithm and present in a week's time. I would bring in more numbers. Please trust me. SNIFF Your work is half done, Matt. You were expected to fully bail us out from the loses. That's why we hired you for so many dollars. I'm sorry but I have to fire you if we don't release the numbers. The company has to find a way to get past this mishap, otherwise we all are fired, we should pack our bags and go back home. MATT Please don't do this to me, I would figure out a better version. The last few days've been really troublin'. I'm gettin' these dreams and am not able to concentrate for long time. My personal life is messin' me up. But, I would give you the numbers in a week's time. I promise. SNIFF You've seven days to revive the numbers, else I am sorry, I should stick to Gore's words. GORE This idiot doesn't deserve seven days time. SNIFF Under my responsibility, I'm givin' you seven days time. Fix the numbem n rs. MATT I will, I promise. Thanks, Sniff. GORE You can leave, you pooch. Matt leaves the premises. He looks at the office. He feels skittish, sees people walkin' in slow motion. MATT (self talks) "I'M FUCKED UP" Matt closes his eyes, splashes water up his face from his water bottle. He sups up the remainin' water from the bottle. He knows he has to fix the algorithm. He knows his job is in danger. He prays not to have any more dreams till he fixes his algorithm. He feels dejected and walks towards the parkin' lot. EXTERNAL: STANDARD FIDELITY PARKING LOT -DAY Matt whirls past the parkin' lot. He starts his car and drives. He hits the freeway. He thinks about the algorithm and the ways to revive the company. Meanwhile somewhere in Will's apartment Will has a dream. CHAPTER 33 INTERNAL: THE PALM BOSTON RESTAURANT -AFTERNOON Will, Matt, Rianna and Savanna are in the restaurant servicin' great steak overlooking the Rose Fitzgerald Kennedy Greenway from its curved porch. The steak is abundantly marbled making the steak tender, juicy and flavorful. A small selection of Italian dishes and seafood are also served ensuring an excellent experience for all diners. The waiter brings Champagne to the table. The ladies get excited with the champagne. Matt toasts the champagne to Rianna and then to Will. MATT The toast is for my engagement with my beautiful lady, "Rianna". WILL Congratulations you dork, did you two finally make love. MATT Yeah. Rianna smiles. Savannah holds Rianna's hands in joy. WILL Excellent, now if you excuse me, you ain't stoppin' me from makin' love to this steak. The group laughs. Savannah meanwhile looks at the beautiful jewelry Rianna wears for the afternoon. SAVANNAH My god, that's a wonderful piece of jewelry you got there. RIANNA This ring is Matt's gift for our engagement. SAVANNAH Oh you sure know to see richness in a lady. MATT I make my share to keep my baby happy. Matt kisses Rianna. MATT I've the luxury to buy her few more. I am secured with my job and gonna get a promotion soon. So, I can get her few more ornaments. SAVANNAH You sure know to keep us desired. Savannah leans towards Matt, holds his hands, pours the champagne. Matt drinks the champagne. Savanna leans more towards Matt. She starts to seduce Matt. SAVANNAH You got somthin' on your lips. She takes the steak remains from Matt's lips and smiles. Will fumes inside as he watches the episode. He takes his knife and gashes the steak hard. He ponders over Rianna's ring as he lacerates. He takes the fork and pierces it on the steak. CHAPTER 34 INTERNAL: WILL'S APARTMENT - AFTERNOON Will is seated on his cabriole loveseat sofa. Will gets back from his terrified dream. He moons over a magazine and gazes across a ring equivalent to one he had witnessed in his dream. He carps over the price. Will leers at his wallet and the ring's price. Will feels he has little money to buy the ring. WILL (Self talks) I ain't buyin' this ring with my stash. Will heeds over to the bathroom, the door is open. He sees Savannah naked and takin' a shower in the bathroom. WILL Hey Savanh, can I ask you somethin'? SAVANNAH Yeah, I am listenin'. WILL What do you want in life? SAVANNAH I wanna make richness. I want us to live a luxury life. Will razes his cash. He feels with the current profession he can't make Rianna live a luxurious life. His music ambitions have also been shattered by Matt. He starts to doubt his own skills and his life. He asks Savannah about his personal life and whether he can make it big in life. WILL Do you see me makin' richness, Savah? SAVANNAH Not until you roll yourself up. You should raise up like Matt. WILL I told you not to take his name anytime. He is a cunt. SAVANNAH Haha, look some one is feelin' insecure. WILL Oh shut up, Will shoves the magazine and slams the door hard. Savannah smiles inside the bathroom. She takes the shampoo and rubs it on her breasts and hair. Will walks towards his recordin' room. INTERNAL: WILL'S RECORDING ROOM -AFTERNOON Will goes to his recordin' room. He takes his guitar. He starts to curse Matt and tell him names. He feels Matt has taken the record deal from him but he can't take away the music. He feels he still has music in him that can't be robbed. WILL Kiss my ass, Matt. I still 've my music. He whams his door hard. Will has a 1955 Multitrack recording machine to record his songs. The clock ticks 2 pm. Will picks up tunes his guitar, Hana. WILL I shall make it big. I 've my music. Even if Matt takes away my record deal he can't take away my music. Hana, give the sound of love to your man. Will strums his guitar. INTERNAL: THE PALM BOSTON RESTAURANT -AFTERNOON Will dreams about Savannah and Matt at the Palm boston restaurant where Savannah gets impressed with Matt's choice of ring to Rianna. Savanna squints at Rianna's ring. Her proximity to Matt increases. INTERNAL: WILL'S RECORDING ROOM -AFTERNOON Meanwhile in the real world, Hana starts to give a sensual tune to Will. INTERNAL: MATT'S BEDROOM -AFTERNOON In the dream world, Savanna moves to Matt's bedroom and makes romantic eye contact, Matt obliges to her act. She takes her jacket and shawl off. She walks naked towards Matt. INTERNAL: WILL'S RECORDING ROOM -AFTERNOON In the real world, Will ups his guitar beat, begins to strum hard. His eyes turn moist. INTERNAL: MATT'S BEDROOM -AFTERNOON In the dream world, Will dreams Savannah to be on bed with Matt and Matt fuckin' her very hard. INTERNAL: WILL'S RECORDING ROOM -AFTERNOON In the real world, the pitch of the guitar alpines to a soar. INTERNAL: MATT'S BEDROOM -AFTERNOON In the dream world, Matt and Savannah make love fiercely. Will imagines Savannah havin' multiple orgasms. MATT I would give you the richness, fuck me hard. SAVANNAH Oh, you're my man. You're better than Will, get in harder, show me the richness. INTERNAL: WILL'S RECORDING ROOM -AFTERNOON In the real world, Will strums his guitar a zillion times. He imagines Matt fuckin' Savannah and that too better than him. He feels the pain and strums his guitar hard. INTERNAL: MATT'S BEDROOM -AFTERNOON In the dream world, Will's dream intensifies, Matt fucks Savannah hard and they eventually break out. Savannah gasps in breadth. INTERNAL: WILL'S RECORDING ROOM -AFTERNOON In the real world, Will's guitar Hana slackens. Will's eyes turn moist, he touches the guitar strings, fumes in anger. He dashes the guitar in anger. Hana hits the wall and breaks. Savannah rushes to the door step after her shower. She is barked in a bath towel. The room is filled with silence. Savannah perspires and looks at the wrecked guitar. Her sweat gets merged with her shower body. Will walks towards Savannah, looks remorse, walks past her. The room is stoic silent. Will wears his sweat shirt and leaves the apartment. Savanna watches in the background dumb-folded. She doesn't utter a word. CHAPTER 35 EXTERNAL: SOUTH BOSTON STREET -EVENING Will after thinkin' about Matt and Savannah makin' out goes out from the apartment to jog in the streets of South Boston. EXTERNAL: WILL'S APARTMENT ROOF -MORNING As Will jogs, he starts to dream about Savannah. Savannah clothed in a T and shorts calls Will. Will in his dream is playin' his record in his recordin' room amidst a cluster of music albums. A portrait of Savah ridin' on Will's back is next to his bed. SAVANNAH Hey!! WILL Hey, what's up!! SAVANNAH Wanna talk somethin' important with you. I am on the roof top, come up. WILL It's bloody 6 am, you wanna talk now. SAVANNAH Yeah, it's urgent. WILL Oh god, ok wait, would keep Hana on the shelf and would come up. I would be on my way in two minutes. Will climbs the stairs to his roof. Wind buzzes around on a warm Sunday morning. Savannah smokes a cigarette. WILL What's up, why you wanna meet this early in the morning? SAVANNAH It's over, I ain't stayin' with you anymore. WILL What the fuck, come again? SAVANNAH Will, I know it's hard, but I don't want to be with you anymore. Will gets nervous, lights a cigarette. He puffs couple of times. WILL Why now? We've been together for 5 years, why do you want to leave now? Savannah puffs her cigarette. SAVANNAH I need solidity Will, I need money for my family, I don't see that in you, you don't care for our future. It's been 5 years and we haven't moved anywhere, this music of yours, I don't know when you 'll get a deal. You lost the chance to do music to Hayden group. Now, I don't see you gettin' any more offers, I don't know if you've got music in you. I've moved on, I want someone who gives me richness. The cigarette smoke burns Will's hands. Will drops his cigarette. WILL What the Fuck!! Will begins to perspire in fear. WILL You're my life, I see my future big baby. I've music, but I need your support goddamn it, please don't leave me, please don't go. I promise I would get a record deal. I know I've music. SAVANNAH I care for you Will, but I can't live with uncertainty anymore. This ain't gonna work. I want to leave now, I wish good for you. WILL Please don't go baby, please, I've music. I need you, I'll make it big, I promise. Savannah leaves. Will cries hard. Will's hands shiver in despair. He runs to the roof edge, looks down. Savannah leaves him forever. He weeps and falls on the floor disoritented. His love is gone forever. Savannah wouldn't return back in his life. That's the hard truth in this dream. EXTERNAL: SOUTH BOSTON STREET -EVENING Will continues to jog in the streets of south Boston. Will stops. He gasps in breath. His eyes turn moist as he rests. He comes out from his dream. He holds his knees, runs his nose. Will looks at the sun and asks. WILL Is that all you can throw at me, ah, tell me. Is that all you can do to make me miserable. I am looking into your eyes and could proudly say I've music, I would become a music composer one day. I would give my baby richness. She's mine, you can't take her from me, she's mine forever. Throw me what more you have got. I can bear. I will win her heart, give her all luxuries in life. I know I will. I promise. The sun sets down in the west, rain starts to spew down heavily. Will looks at the sky as the rain drops surges his face. He holds his knees, gets drenched in rain. He looks towards the sun and talks. WILL Are you scared? Ah, you already set down and crying. I would win this battle. I would win my girl. She's mine forever. You can't take her from me, that's for sure. Now you cry harder. I will call my girl. She's there to pick me up. Will smiles and runs for cover to prevent himself from getting wet further in the rain. CHAPTER 36 INTERNAL: DEDHAM STREET -RAINY EVENING Rain gushes down heavily. Matt jaunts his car across Dedham. He now starts to dream about Rianna as he is drivin' his car. INTERNAL. L STREET BAR & GRILLE, SOUTH BOSTON -NIGHT Matt still thinks they are in the L. Street bar and Grille restaurant in South Boston. Rianna is in Royal Blue Sleeveless Taffeta and Tulle Sparkle dress. She sups up vodka with rum. Matt dreams Rianna dancin' with Will at the bar. Will advances towards Rianna. He caresses Rianna, completes the kiss. He touches her booty. WILL Will you come out with me? Rianna nods. They fleet towards the car. Both of them sit in the car and drive towards Rianna's apartment. Will smooches Rianna, kisses her passionately in the car. Rianna asks him not to kiss her till they reach home. She wants to get in the mood to make love to Will. INTERNAL: RIANNA'S APARTMENT -NIGHT Rianna and Will reach her apartment. Will can't resist Rianna's beauty. He advances towards her. Rianna opens her apartment door and moves inside. She gets high with Will's virility and pushes him to the sofa. She unzips her dress. He osculates and kisses her breasts. She gets lost in the sex and has multiple orgasms. Will cherishes his act with Rianna and goes hard on her female organs. Rianna breaks out and gasps in breadth. INTERNAL: MATT'S BATHROOM -EVENING Matt reaches his apartment. He goes to the bathroom to take a shower. He finishes his shower. He finally comes out from the dream, loses his composure. MATT You cunt, why do you always come in my dream Will, what did I do to you. Just leave me alone. Go away from my dream. Leave me and my girl alone. She's mine, I've dated her. I agree I took your help to win her over, but that doesn't mean you can keep troublin' me in my dream. You've no right to make love to her. I should make love to her. I love her deeply. I would do anythin' for her. She's mine, mine forever. The shower pipe flubs from his hands, the pipe falls down. Water fissures out from the pipe. Matt turns off the shower pipe. Matt takes out the towel, wipes his ass. He wraps the towel round his ass. MATT Now I can tell you Will, you're not my FEAR. I have not faced my fear but I can certainly tell you that you're not my fear. Once, I face my fear I know I have the courage to win over it. I know I am better than you. I know I can win my girl. Now get the hell out of my life. Matt saunters to his bedroom. INTERNAL: MATT'S BEDROOM -EVENING As Matt walks to his bedroom, he starts to get into his dream world again. He sees Will and Rianna naked in his bedroom makin' love. Rianna let goes all her inhibitions and smooches Will passionately. She yells in pleasure. RIANNA Come on, harder harder. Go deep. Will fucks Rianna hard. He leers at Matt. WILL Matt, you ain't makin' love like I do. Matt walks towards the bed to rein if it's real. He doesn't understand if it is a dream or real. Will and Rianna are in his bedroom makin' love. MATT What the heck is goin' on? This ain't real. He perks his hand on the bed. Will and Rianna disappear from the bed. MATT Holy god, this ain't real. This is a dream. Come'on god save me from these dreams. Get lost Will. I don't want to see you anymore. I don't want your help to woo my girl. I can make love to my girl. I can find my own path, she is mine. A phone rings in his bedroom. Matt checks if the phone ring is real. He delicately feels the phone, lifts the phone. RIANNA Hey, MATT Hey, it's you, Thank god you're real. I've been wantin' to call you. RIANNA Hmmm.. want to come over to my place, my parents are not in town. MATT Sure, would love to, been wantin' to. RIANNA Great, see you here. MATT Yeah, sure. Rianna hangs the phone. MATT Yeah baby, would come down to your place and make love to you today, I promise. No more dreams and no more Will in my life. I'm ready to have you in my life. Matt bunts his towel onto his bed changes his clothes and gets ready to meet Rianna. CHAPTER 37 EXTERNAL: SOUTH BOSTON STREET -EVENING We are now back at Will's world where he halts abut a bus stop. Rain ceases its downpour. Will wearied off from his jog rings Savannah. WILL Hey, it's me. SAVANNAH Hey, where're you, it's pourin' down heavily. WILL I'am at south Boston near E. Broadway, pick me up. SAVANNAH Ok, I'll be there in five minutes. She locks the door, snags her car keys. EXTERNAL: SAVANNAH CAR -EVENING Savannah jaunts past South Bay center, Old colony avenue. The car tires splatter in rain water across E 8th street. In no time, she reaches E. Broadway avenue. Will embarks onto the car. SAVANNAH Come on in. WILL Yeah. SAVANNAH You looked wearied today, you doin' alright. WILL Yeah, you're there to watch me over. SAVANNAH I would always be with you. Savannah kisses Will. EXTERNAL: SOUTH BOSTON STREET -EVENING Savannah and Will are stuck in a traffic signal behind a car near Boston Exhibition and convention center. Will leans behind his seat, gazes to his right towards the sidewalk. Will notices a black boy (12) standing. Will starts to dream about his music as he sees the black boy. In his dream he sees the boy standin' there and listenin' to a music played by him. Will warbles his song with his regal guitar. None in the streets are lured to the record except the boy. The boy whisks to his dad's grocery store. He opens the cash counter, takes a penny from the counter. BOY'S DAD Watch out son, be careful with the money. The boy nods. He whisks past the shop to the sidewalk and gazes at Will. Will renders the song to a completion. The boy moves forward drops a penny on his plate and guns at Will. BOY This ain't any music, I dropped a penny to tell you not to compose music, you ain't a worthy singer. Will dazes at the boy in shock. He surveys the people who're disinterested in his music. He gazes across the street to look at himself and Savannah in an old dodge truck. EXTERNAL: SOUTH BOSTON STREET -EVENING Will gets out from his dream world gazes at the kid in astonishment. He hears a lusty honk from behind. Savannah accelerates the pedal. Will shrieks at the boy. WILL I've music you retard, I can create music. The boy and a musician at the street glare at him. Will loses his senses and goes into his dream world again. Will notices the boy with himself next to the boy. He holds a placard readin' "I AM WILL WAGNER, I LOST MY MUSIC AND I'M HUNGRY, PLEASE HELP". Will gets back to his senses, returns to the real world, ponders over the boy, the musician and the crowd. He glares over Savannah and hears her voice as though its an illusion. SAVANNAH What's wrong with you? You look lost. WILL We lost it. SAVANNAH What, lost what? WILL I've lost it, I've lost my music I've met my fear. Savannah, you hear me, I've met my fear. We need to talk today, now let's sit and talk. Drive to the right, take me to a coffee shop. SAVANNAH What, what're you talkin' about? Will moves the steerin' from Savannah's hands. The wheels squeal as they turn. SAVANNAH Hey watch out, I've the wheel. What's wrong with you? WILL Take me to a coffee shop, we need to talk. SAVANNAH Ok, ok, I would stop by one. Savannah drives down the Wilbur. They go past a teen white boy (17) Chris, who talks on the phone at a newspaper store. CHRIS Hey, I'll be at the park in twenty minutes. I promise. He hangs up the phone. Chris takes his bike and heads towards Maritime park. CHAPTER 38 INTERNAL: RIANNA'S APARTMENT -EVENING Matt rolls up in Rianna's apartment. Rianna is in a coral romper. The romper features a halter neck and an elastic waistband. Also features pockets in the front and an open V cut in front and back. Rianna invites him over. Matt treads over. Rianna gaits past the living room towards the fridge, schlepps a beer from the fridge. She cedes a beer to Matt. RIANNA So, what's up with you? MATT I've fucked up in office, have an important deadline this week, need to meet this one to save my ass from gettin' kicked out. RIANNA Oh, that makes you look out of place today. MATT Not only that, I've somethin' else to tell you. Matt sups his beer. He gaits towards Rianna, caresses her hair. MATT I want to win over my fear. I want to make love to you. Rianna kisses Matt, places her hand on Matt's. Matt carries Rianna to her bedroom. He nethers her onto the bed. Matt unbuttons his pants, moves towards Rianna. Rianna seeks his pleasure. He takes off her romper. She is naked on the bed. He goes hard on her body. Rianna enjoys Matt's every move. She is seekin' pleasure for the first time in her life. She is losin' her virginity. She enjoys the act. Rianna mutters to Matt. RIANNA Ahh, don't stop. Matt makes love to her. At this time he only thinks of Rianna and pleasin' her. After 15 minutes of her act to make love to Rianna he suddenly notices Will's image. He gets illusions of watching Will as he makes love to Rianna. Will starts to talk to Matt in a husky tone. WILL You ain't a man, Matt, you should meet your fear to conquer the fear. Meet your fear, my friend. I'm your fear. Meet me. Matt loses control, yells at himself. MATT Ah.. stop that. I've had enough, Will don't trouble me like this. I don't want to think about you now. RIANNA What the hell is goin' on? MATT Will, you prick, you ruined my night. I'm coming to meet you. I'll meet my fear. Rianna gets fidgety. RIANNA Can you tell me what's going on? Who's Will ? MATT I've been gettin' dreams of this guy, Will. He's comin' between us. I understood now that he is my fear. Today, I'm gonna meet my fear. RIANNA Oh my god, you're havin' dreams of him in between our sex. MATT Yes, I'll meet him tonight, I am definitely going to beat my fear today,I'll talk to you later. He rushes out from the bed. Matt wears his pants. Rianna is muddled at the turn of events. RIANNA Don't leave, tell me what's goin' on. MATT I'll beat my fear. You wait here. Matt dashes out from her apartment. Rianna wears her romper and runs behind him. I RIANNA Stop, don't go, hope he's not Zcqqsufferin' from Schizophrenia. Matt goes to the parking spot, starts his car, swiftly drives away. INTERNAL: MATT'S CAR -EVENING Matt jaunts in his car speedin' up to meet Will. EXTERNAL: SOMERVILLE STREET -EVENING Matt rides his car up the streets of Somerville. He saunters about to take a left. In comes Chris, a teenage boy, who makes a sharp turn up the corner. Matt whirls around and takes a sharp right to avoid Chris. The tires squeal and skid as he jams the steering to the right. Matt raps up a banyan tree. The car window gets whacked, the glass pieces pierce into Matt's elbow, as he yells in pain. Beating the agony, Matt hovers off from his car, calls 911. Matt moves to the nearby coffee shop to get a first aid done. CHAPTER 39 INTERNAL: COFFEE SHOP -EVENING A hot coffee homogeneous to gel with the Monday weather is placed on the table of a coffee shop. The coffee steam raves out from the cup. Will's hand reaches out to pick the coffee cup from dark. Will budges the hot coffee towards him. Light ray shoves on his face as he savors the coffee. Savannah is sittin' next to him. SAVANNAH Tell me what exactly is goin' on in your mother fuckin' head. Will holds Savannah's hands. WILL I have something important to talk to you. Before he can utter another word, Savannah interrupts the talk, takes her hand away from Will's and waves at Matt who is at the coffee shop entrance. Matt's eyes look empty with blood bleedin' out from his elbow. WILL Savah, don't. Savannah doesn't reconcile at Will's words, invites Matt over to the table. SAVANNAH Oh my god, you're bleedin'. Waiter, get me some ice cubes. MATT I've been waitin' to meet you Will. Will gives a frenzied look at Matt. The waiter brings in a cup of ice cubes to the table. Savannah labors the cubes onto Matt's elbow. Matt squawks in pain. The hostility between Will and Matt grows as they fraught at each other. SAVANNAH So what exactly happened? MATT I was comin' over from Rianna's place, there's this teen curved his bike towards me, lost my steerin, boxed my car into the tree, my window broke and the glass busted my elbow. Savannah props her hand on Matt's shoulder. SAVANNAH Oh, I am sorry to hear that. Here, give me your hand, the ice cubes should stop the bleedin'. Wait would wrap over the wound with this piece of cloth. WILL Enough, he can take care of it himself. SAVANNAH Oh, stop feelin' insecure, the guy is bleedin'. Will gives a frenzied look at Matt. SAVANNAH How're you two coming along? MATT Not bad, just things are mutterin' between us. SAVANNAH Rianna is fortunate to have you, you two stay tight. WILL Yeah, don't lose her. Even I can't fuck my mind to find you a girl. SAVANNAH Will, stop that, he's a top dog,the guy is achievin' his dream. WILL Ah, shut up, he couldn't find a girl till I tell him how to find a spark in a girl. MATT Cut the crap, how are your music auditions coming along? Still no call backs? WILL You arsehole, ruined my chances of makin' it to Hayden music company, you made me lose my deal. Matt and Will lock eyes. Matt starts to get aggressive. MATT Someone doesn't know how to clean their balls while pissin' in their pants, your music is a piece of shit, you've got zero talent. Wait, I got another call this evening from Hayden company, would find you a deal. Don't worry it wouldn't be creatin' music. More so would be on swabbin' floors. Show your creativity if you got them. Savannah steps back. SAVANNAH Stop it Matt, why did you ruin his chances of makin' music. We were countin' on that record deal. Matt's face turns red and looks down to avoid saying anything impulsive to Savannah. After some thought, he looks up to talk to Savannah. MATT Your man is a plan piece of shit in composin' music. He ain't got the balls to meet his fear and accept he is a failure. Will fumes inside in vigor. SAVANNAH Fuck you Matt, he has music. He'll make it big one day. WILL No I don't, I found out I don't. Savah, leave him. Matt miffs at Will WILL I lost my music, I agree. But I am not a dork findin' it hard to make love to a girl and inklin prompts from someone to fuck a girl. Feel sorry for Rianna. MATT You dolt, you utter another word about my girl you're dead. WILL Shut up, you dork, didn't you ask my help to swoon that girl. MATT I did and I repent why I did. WILL You're gonna live at my mercy every time you make love to your girl. MATT I regret why I took your help, I am not able to make love to her. Every time I try to make love to her, I think of you fuckin' my girl. SAVANNAH Oh my gosh. MATT I can't live with her any longer, I would like to end this agony, thought I would win over my fear after seein' you, but you mutt, you ruined my life. I've decided to part ways with her. WILL Good for her. MATT I wish I had never met you in my life. Matt rises from his table, places the ice cubes up his elbow and leaves the table. The entire coffee house glares at Matt and are bombshelled. INTERNAL: COFFEE SHOP -EVENING Savannah surveys the situation, noticing Will's furor. SAVANNAH What the heck wrong with you both, thought he was our friend. Will turns to Savannah. WILL No, he is not my friend. He's never been my friend. He made me lose my deal. If he's partin' ways with his girl, it's good for her. No one can live with him. Neither can I live with you. Savannah is completely addled. SAVANNAH What are you talking? What's going on? Can you please explain. WILL I wanted to talk to you about this, let's walk and talk. CHAPTER 40 EXTERNAL: COFFEE SHOP -EVENING Matt heads over to his car. The cops arrive at the scene. They note down his details and toe the car. Matt calls a cab from the accident center. As he sits in the car, he thinks about Rianna. MATT (talking to himself) Ria, I can't live with you anymore. I can't see your face and tell you this. I have met my fear and was not able to win over it. I lost this battle. I want to leave you forever. Just forget we ever met. Matt sobs and weeps in the car. A tear plummets from his eyelid. Matt wipes his tears and loses in thought picturing Rianna. CHAPTER 41 EXTERNAL: MARITIME PARK -EVENING Savannah and Will stroll down Maritime park in south Boston. There is mizzle in the background as they gait. SAVANNAH So, what's bothering you, Will? WILL Just listen to what I'm gonna say, I've thought about this a number of times. I can't be with you anymore. I am sorry. Just forget we ever met. Savannah halts in the park SAVANNAH What's wrong with you, Will? Why do you want to do this all of a sudden? Is it my fault. WILL No, Savah, there is no fault of yours. It's mine. I have been thinking about our future for a long time. I don't think it'll work out. I am not a parvenu, or read enough books nor I have a plan for the future. Believe me, I have tried to change, but it just made me more depressed. I've to admit, I've met my fear and I failed to win over it. You are never gonna be happy with me. Just leave. I just can't do this anymore. Savannah stands before Will and is thwarted. WILL I can't live with you anymore. As I said, I've met my fear. I've no music. I am a loser in life. You can't find peace with me. Just leave, Savah, leave me at once. SAVANNAH Look, it's up to me to decide whether I'll be happy with you or not. Will drops his head. SAVANNAH The day I met you, I was immediately drawn to your fun lovin' nature and your creative spirit. Will looks up sheepishly but grins. SAVANNAH You know it takes more than book smart to write great music. Will, I love how much you appreciate the beauty and elegance of nature and girls. I love how much life that brings to your music. Will perks a bit. SAVANNAH I don’t expect you to present me a Rolls Royce, nor I need an expensive dinner. But I would kill you if I am not the first person to hear your record. Just be at it, Will. You would've your time. Today, this Matt fucker ruined your chance to do great music, but life ain't the same everyday. You will have your day. I will accompany you every time, everywhere. Will's mood shifts. WILL No Savah, why don't you understand. You can lead a better life. I am just an unworthy composer who can't even get a record deal. Today while I was in the car, I realized I don't have the talent to do great music. Maybe, Matt was right in not choosin' me. I am not a Mozart nor I have great skills to become one. My album is a total disaster. I'm in a wreck. I don't know if I would get another chance to do music. I am a failure in life. You deserve someone better than me. Leave me for Christ's sake. Enjoy your time with someone who's worthier than me. Who keeps you happy, gives you peace in life. I know I can't. I am leavin' Savah, bye. Will turns, walking away. Savannah is motionless. Rain starts pouring down heavily. SAVANNAH Please Will, don't go. I love you. Will doesn't adhere to her words and leaves in the rain. Savannah cries hard and beseeches him not to leave. But Will does not listen. They depart once in for all. The rain exacerbates in the background. Savannah sits on the ground mewlin' constantly. ACT II CHAPTER 42 EXTERNAL: MATT'S APARTMENT -EVENING The car halts near Matt's apartment. Matt gets off the car. He gets ready to pay the cash as tears coursed down his cheeks amidst the fervid rain. The taxi driver does not discern Matt's tears as the rain buries his grief and sorrow. The driver gives him the change. He starts the car amidst the rain and takes a reverse. The tires splurge the rain water as he leaves. Matt mewls as he walks past the living room and enters his bedroom. He bashes his bedroom door hard and cries in pain. Matt's mom notices the loud throb noise in the kitchen. ALEKSANDRA Matt, is it you ? Matt does not respond. He bawls hard on his bed, as blood spews out from his elbow. He senses he has to let go of Rianna as he is not able to make love to her and his dreams are constantly hauting him. MATT I am sorry Rianna, I just can't make love to you. I want you in my life but I did not win you with my own heart. My dreams wouldn't leave me. My fear wouldn't be won. Just leave me and forget we ever met. Matt depouses the picture frame from the wall, it is the picture he had taken with Rianna at Giacomo's, an Italian restaurant during his second date. He bunts the picture frame onto the floor as the glass stomps on the floor. Matt's mother hears the glass rift and rushes towards the door. ALEKSANDRA Matt, is it you? What happened down there? Is everythin' all right? Matt does not respond and mewls over the broken photo frame as he knows Rianna is his past and he has to let her go. Aleksandra gets nervous and knocks the bedroom door hard. ALEKSANDRA Matt, Matt, open the door for Christ's sake. What are you doin' inside? Matt rubs his tears MATT Nothin' mom, I don't want to be disturbed now. Please go away. ALEKSANDRA (self talks) What is this boy upto? Can't understand his mood swings, he is just like his dad. Aleksandra talks to Matt. ALEKSANDRA Ok, the dinner is ready, made grilled chicken with mashed potatoes for you. The ones you like. Your father would be late tonight, you finish your meal and go back to your room. Matt gets upset with his mom as she interrupts his inner emotions. He starts to shout in furor. MATT Mom, don't disturb me, I don't want to eat anythin' tonight, just leave me alone. ALEKSANDRA Ok, ok, just relax. (Self talks)God only knows what has got onto him tonight. Aleksandra heeds that Matt needs space and does not wish to disturb him further. She leaves him alone and goes back to her kitchen. Matt bawls in despair and takes the photograph from the photo frame, tatters it into pieces and gashes them on the floor. He weeps and within minutes he falls asleep on his bed. The clock ticks 2 am. Matt wakes up from his bed, his face is covered with dry tears. He washes his face in the washroom and returns to his room, watches the trampled photograph of Rianna. He bunts the photograph into the dustbin and spits on it. Matt mewls hard and switches on his computer to work on his office work. The new algorithm has to work now to save his job. MATT This algo would surely not work to revive the company. I am not gettin' any ideas to write a new one. Does algorithm trading work this time? How about Time Weighted Average Price trading, would that work? I am not quite sure. What else have I learnt in grad school. Index Fund Rebalancing, Statistical arbitrage strategies. None would work in this situation. Oh god, I lost my girl to my fear and I would not get her back. Now, I would lose my job because of my intellectual inability. I am a big zero in life. Matt gets embittered, switches off the computer and dozes off on the computer desk. The clock reads 3:30 am. CHAPTER 43 INTERNAL: WILL'S APARTMENT -DAY Will comes down to his apartment from Marlon's place on a Tuesday morning at 9:00 am. He discerns Savahnna sleeping on his bed. This is the first time he is meeting her post the break up yesterday evening. Savannah's clothes are all rabidly dispersed on the floor. Will gets a feeling that Savannah has been constantly mewlin' all night and deranged her clothes in anger. WILL Savah, sorry to wake you up? SAVANNAH Will, you came back, please tell me what happened yesterday was a misunderstanding. WILL I wish that was true. I came to pick my things up. Gonna stay at Marlon's place. You've this apartment. SAVANNAH No, please don't go. I don't want you to go. We both can stay here like old times. WILL Sorry Savah, that wouldn't happen. I had made my decision. You find a better guy and be happy in life. Savannah mewls. Will packs his clothes, his regal guitar, his cookery items. Savannah looks at Will in despair and beseeches him not to go. But Will is busy packing. Marlon waits outside his house in a U-haul. U- haul is a truck to carry luggage and furniture from one place to another. Marlon hired the U-haul to help Will vacate his place. He had decided to drive the truck on his own. Will packs his stuff in boxes, tapes them. WILL Marlon, come in Marlon enters the apartment. WILL Help me in carrying these stuff. SAVANNAH Marlon, please tell him not to go. MARLON Told him all night, he ain't listening. I wept all night to not leave you, but still he doesn't care. He wants you to be happy with a guy who gives you peace and prosperity. I don't understand how you would find peace if Will leaves. Will doesn't understand these things. He is too firm on his decision. I hate him for this, I want to leave him. But if I leave he would become schizo. I've decided to stay with him and help him out. Why does God test us in life, does he seek pleadoin' such things. If so, he is a jerk, I don't want to go to church anymore. I hate him. You take care Savah, be strait-laced. Things will change, he will come back to you. WILL Cut your chatter and carry these boxes. I am not coming back. Savannah mewls hard. Will and Marlon carry the carton boxes and place them in the U-haul. Both leave in U-haul. EXTERNAL: MARLON'S APARTMENT -DAY Marlon and Will arrive at Marlon's apartment. The U-haul is parked right outside the basket ball court where Will and Marlon play in the evenings. Will gets down from the the truck and opens the trunk. He carefully places all boxes on the ground. WILL Hey bro, gimme a hand to carry these boxes inside the apartment. MARLON Sure, give me that. Have you thought enough about staying pYou seemed to lose a nice deal. Savannah is a good woman. WILL You've any problems with me stayin' here. Tell me that straight. MARLON No dude, you can stay here as long as you want. But think before you leave her. WILL We argued all night over drinks. I am not goin' back to her. I am a failure, a bit fat zero in life. Let her find a nice guy and live a happy life. MARLON Told you what I felt, rest is between you two. I feel you would repent for this move. WILL Cut that bull shit and carry this box. I would take the guitar. Will and Marlon spruce all the boxes in Will's new room. Will is bushed after shifting his apartment. Both go to the restroom and light a cigarette to relieve their stress. CHAPTER 44 EXTERNAL:WASHINGTON STREET -DAY Matt drives his car on the streets of Washington street, that extends southwestward to the Massachusetts-Rhode Island state line. He drives to his office Standard accenture fidelity. The day has arrived to present his new algorithm to the company. He has to save his job today. MATT Only the soul of almighty knows how I would survive today in this company. I know this is goin' to be my last day in this office. Save some tears Matt, you may need them for the night. Matt arrives at the standard accenture fidelity parkin' lot. He parks his Cheverolet Camaro outside the parkin' lot. He walks into the company. INTERNAL: STANDARD ACCENTURE FIDELITY OFFICE -DAY Matt's secretary, Christine is seated in her cabin. She discerns Matt arrivin' inside the office. CHRISTINE You've got all your reports, it's your big day today. MATT I guess today would be my last day. Matt smiles and goes inside the office room. INTERNAL: MATT'S OFFICE ROOM -DAY Sniff and Gore arrive inside Matt's room. All the other office colleagues look in silence. SNIFF So Matt, do you've the reports and the new algorithm ready? We are all waitin' for the report. MATT Here. Sniff corrals the report from Matt. The report reads, "I am a big fat loser in life, please fire me" GORE You little bastard, what's this trick? MATT I don't have the report. Please fire me. GORE Oh you surely would be fired. I always knew you are an unworthy bastard. Can't imagine how you survived in our company for so many days. Gore tries to move closer towards Matt to jide him, Sniff stops Gore. SNIFF Matt, looks like you've asked for your own dismissal. We've done everythin' to help you. Christine would give you your remainin' dues, you would be relieved with immediate effect. You wouldn't get any recommendation letter from any of us for your period of work in this office. Other formalities Christine would walk you through. Matt looks in despair. MATT Sniff, I am sorry for my fraility. I am a big fat loser in life. I've lost my girl and now I am fired. I am an unworthy bastard. You guys deserve a better Strategic analyst. I am leavin'. Please forgive me. I however have one final question. I just want to know what about the companies future? Who would revive it? GORE Son of a bitch, you still want us to be doomed. SNIFF Stop that Gore. Matt, you don't worry about that, you know I am an alum of Harvard as well. I've written the new algorithm and that should keep us in business for a few years. MATT Ok, so you guys have your ass well and truly secured. I do not have mine. GORE Get lost you loser. Matt husltes all his material from his office desk and leaves. Christine prepares his relivin' letter, takes the computer password from Matt. Matt signs the relivin' letter and has a copy for himself. He leaves the office premises downhearted. He leaves his car in the parkin' lot and decides to catch a train to return home. CHAPTER 45 EXTERNAL:LIGHT RAIL STATION, BRIGHTON -DAY Matt walks down the stairs in the Light rail station, Brighton, which is an hour from Harvard college station. He walks towards platform 3 and looks up astray, the train tracks catch his attention. Metro train arrives on the platform, people conk him over, rush to catch the train. Matt untucks his shirt, gets on the train. Metro train door shuts, train leaves with loud horn. Matt's bag suffuses on the ground. MATT (self talks on the train) What has happened to you man? You have lost the job. What are you goin' to do? And to top it off you have started talkin' to yourself. People in the train look at Matt in bemusement while he talks to himself. A random passenger walks up to Matt. RANDOM PASSENGER Are you ok? You're talkin' to yourself. MATT Hey, mind your own business, I'm a little schizo. I lost my girl and now I lost my job. You better mind.... As he is about to end his abuse towards the random passenger, he discerns Rianna walking towards him in the same train. Matt marks Rianna, he cinches to hide from her. MATT Hey bro, will talk later. I've to leave. RANDOM PASSENGER Hey no wait, what is that you're sayin'. MATT That your mother is a cunt. Matt utters the 'F' word. The train arrives at the Downtown crossing station. Matt quickly descends from the train to avoid Rianna and runs. EXTERNAL:DOWNTOWN STATION, BOSTON -AFTERNOON Matt hides behind a public pay phone to avoid Rianna. Rianna gets down the train, gaits towards the payphone. She enters the call box and drops a nickel in the coin hole to call her friend Priyanka. Matt hides behind the call box and fears if Rianna notices him. RIANNA Hey. PRIYANKA Hey Ria, what's up? RIANNA I don't know what happened with my boyfriend Matt? He doesn't seem to lift my calls from yesterday evenin'. Matt checks his phone and sees 8 missed calls from Rianna. MATT (self talks) Sorry Ria, I can't talk to you? Rather, I don't know how I can say this to you. Leave me Ria, just forget me. PRIYANKA Is everythin' ok between you two? RIANNA Actually no. He was makin' love to me and he had a sudden feelin' that this guy Will is interruptin' our sex. He was constantly sayin' he met his fear. I am a little worried. PRIYANKA Oh, thinkin' of someone while havin' sex. Gosh, he must've been in some pain. Help him out. You're a psychologist. Talk to him about it. Why don't you go to his house. RIANNA That's a good idea. I would go to his place this weekend. In the meantime would try to reach him over phone. PRIYANKA Ok, take care. RIANNA Thanks. Rianna hangs up the phone. She walks out of the call box. MATT (self talks) Please don't look at me. I can't see you in the eye. Rianna walks round the call box. Matt doesn't realize what to do to avoid Rianna. Rianna continues to walk close to Matt. Just as Rianna notices Matt, Matt quickly bends down to take his briefcase and covers his face. Rianna doesn't discern Matt's face and leaves the station. Matt heart beat softens up and he shows a sign of repreive. He gets onto the next train to go to East Cambridge station to his apartment. CHAPTER 46 INTERNAL: THE CAPITAL GRILLE RESTAURANT -NIGHT Will gets back to his chef life. He is slowly gettin' adjusted to being single after 5 years of relationship with Savannah. He feels jaded after he has beached his girl. He prepares Seared Citrus Glazed Salmon with Marcona Almonds and Brown Butter for table 5 and Jumbo Shrimp and Grits with Applewood Smoked Bacon for table 8 customers. His fellow Spanish cooks ask him about his love life. He divulges his break up act to them. SPANISH COOK1 ¿Como es tu vida amorosa? ¿Cuándo vas a casarte? (Translation) How is your love life? When are you goin' to get married? WILL Rompí con mi chica. Perdí celo en mi vida. (Translation) I broke up with my girl. I lost zeal in my life. SPANISH COOK1 ¿Por qué de repente? ¿No la quieres más? (Translation) Why all of a sudden? You don't love her anymore? WILL Soy sólo un chef indigno que no puede darle su riqueza. Mi música se ha ido y no tengo el gusto de vivir. (Translation) I am just an unworthy chef who can't give her richness. My music is gone and I don't have the gusto to live. SPANISH COOK2 Siento oír a ese compañero. (Translation) Sorry to hear that mate. The first Spanish cook lowers his face in somber. He feels sorry for Will. Just when he raises his head he discerns fire in the cookin' pan of Will. Will continues to discant to the second cook and does not notice the fire. The first cook wails at Will. SPANISH COOK1 Fuego, fuego. (Translation) Fire, fire. Will marks the fire in his cookin' pan and tries hard to cork the fire. The other cooks in the kitchen bring a fire extinguisher to prorogue the fire. Finally the fire is put off. The salmon and the bacon char due to the fire. They can't be used to serve the customers. Meanwhile, the customers at table 5 and 8 become restless and clamor at the manager for food. The manager reaches the kitchen and sees the fire in the kitchen. He crossly questions the cooks. MANAGER Damn it, who's responsible for this fire. WILL It was me. I was talkin' to the other cooks and didn't notice the fire. It's my fault. MANAGER You useless critter, what have you done to this place. Who would pay for the losses. WILL Hey, watch your tongue. Don't call me a mammal. I would pay for the loss. MANAGER You want me to give you respect after the scene you've created here. The customers are clamorin' me for food. Now, it would take another 15 minutes to prepare the food. WILL It's your duty to pacify the customers. I made a mistake, I agree, I would cook the food in ten minutes and give it you. MANAGER Don't raise your voice over me and don't tell me what to do. You're not gonna cook that food, let the other cooks do it. Son of a cunt can't keep his dick in check. WILL You say another word, I swear I would knuckle you over. MANAGER Try to lay your hands on me, you pooch. WILL I will. Will boffs him hard on his face. The manager plunges flat on his face. Blood start fissurin' out from his nostrils. The other cooks look in astonishment. The two Spanish cooks clasp the hands of Will and control his rage. The manager gets up curses Will in his mother tongue, telugu an Indian Language. MANAGER Lanja Koduka. (Translation)Son of a whore. As the Spanish cooks hold Will, the manager advances towards Will and tears his shirt. He uses cuss words again. He fires at Will and asks him to vacate the premises. He dimisses him from the job. MANAGER Madarchod. (Translation) Mother fucker. MANAGER You're fired varmint. You come to the hotel tomorrow, I swear I would call the cops. You would not be given your dues. I would see how you would get employed as a chef in other hotels in Boston. I would make sure you are unemployed for the rest of your life. WILL I swear if I see you outside I would slit your tongue. I would make you bleed every drop till your dead. I don't want your job, I know I'll find one in this great city. You can't stop that. Will directs the Spanish cooks to leave him. He takes his shirt from the floor and leaves the premises. The manager buzzes the other cooks to cook the food fast to serve on the table. He corrals icecubes from the fridge and keeps them on his nostrils. Will watches the crowd outside the kitchen who have a happy meal and thinks why his life is becomin' a mess day by day. He leaves the hotel and calls Marlon. WILL Hey brother, where are you? MARLON I am at work in the gas station, bro. WILL Come down, I've somethin' to talk to you. Meet me at the Tam bar at Tremont street. MARLON Ok, I would be there. INTERNAL: THE TAM BAR -NIGHT Will sits at the leadin' entrance of the bar. He waits for Marlon to come down to meet him. He orders an IPA, (Indian Pale ale), an American beer. The bartender gives him his beer, Marlon pats the shoulder of Will. MARLON So, what's up? Why do you want to see me? WILL Hey, wanna drink? MARLON Yeah, can I get an amber ale? Amber ales range from bland, vaguely caramelly beers to products with a fairly healthy malt. It's a popular beer in Boston. WILL Bartender, get us an amber ale. BARTENDER Sure sir. The bartender prepares an amber ale to Marlon. Will sups his beer and has a chat with Marlon. WILL Brother, lost my job. I had a tiff with the manager. MARLON Holy mama, who? You had a spat with that oily Indian head? The bartender hands over the amber ale to Marlon. WILL Yeah, had a spat with that guy. He started abusing me, insulted my mother in his native language. I just knuckled him over. He started bleedin' bloody pussy. MARLON Oh god, now what are your plans? WILL I don't know. Why does god do this to me? He took my girl away and now has taken my earnin'. Does he have a heart? MARLON Don't talk about god to me. He is a big arsehole. He wants to see people mewl. WILL Can you do me a favor? Can you find me another job. MARLON You don't worry about the job. I would definitely do that for you. We can get some deal. We can hunt for couple of jobs in 2-3 days time. You may land up in a better place. WILL The dick head would spread the word that I had a banter with him and he would mar my character. I can't find a chef job here in Boston. MARLON Oh ok, that's cruel. We shall find some security personnel job for you. Give me 2 days time would enquire around. WILL Thanks brother. You're my rescuer. I am repeating this, but let me say this. I lost my girl, lost my job but at least have you alongside me. I want our friendship to last forever. MARLON Sure, brother. Will and Marlon quaff a beer and smoke a cigarette. The bar is about to be closed down. They both head out of the bar to their apartment in Will's old Dodge car. CHAPTER 47 INTERNAL: MATT'S APARTMENT -NIGHT As Will loses his girl and his job, here in East Cambridge, Matt locks himself up in his apartment. For 8 long hours he stays put in his bedroom. He thinks about the scene where he spots Rianna at the train station but wasn't able to talk to her. He couldn't tell her that things have reached its finale between them. He couldn't confess that they can't be together and mewls in his bed over his love failure, collapse of his dream to live happily with Rianna. Matt's mom knocks the door to enquire if he wants to have food. For 5 straight nights Matt hasn't eaten his evening meal. Aleksandra gets worried over the turn of events and knocks the door hard. ALEKSANDRA Matt, open the door. Why are you not talkin' to me? Open the door and talk to me. Matt being pensive doesn't respond to his mom and weeps in his bedroom over his breakup with Rianna. ALEKSANDRA Matt, you haven't had food for 5 consecutive nights. Talk to me Matt, is everythin' alright. Don't lock yourself up. Open the door. Matt gets wearied and curses his mother. MATT Get lost mom, I don't want to eat anythin'. I want to be alone forever. ALEKSANDRA (Self talks) Oh gosh, what happened to this boy. (talks to Matt) You want to alone forever, what does that mean? You don't want us to be with you? Talk to me. MATT No mom, I don't want anyone, I am gonna lock myself up forever. ALEKSANDRA God why are you talkin' like this. You dad is also not home, don't do this to me. Come out and temme what happened. MATT Go away mom, I am gonna lock myself up and that's final. Aleksandra gets nervous with Matt's words. She lifts the phone to call George, Matt's best friend. ALEKSANDRA Hello, George. GEORGE Hello, Mrs. Langer. ALEKSANDRA I am worried about Matt, he says he wants to lock himself up in his bedroom forever. Can you please come home and talk to him. GEORGE What? Is he mad? I would be right there Mrs. Langer. Aleksandra hangs up the phone. George rings Mike and Jerry to come down to Matt's place. In the meantime, Rianna rings Matt, Matt looks at the caller id and discerns its Rianna. He doesn't answer the phone and switches off the phone. Rianna tries again and gets a switched off ringtone from Matt's phone. INTERNAL: MATT'S APARTMENT -NIGHT Within half an hour George, Mike and Jerry reach Matt's place. They look at Mrs. Langer clutched and distraught. Aleksandra marks the three young boys. She beseeches them to help Matt to come out of the room. ALEKSANDRA Come on in boys. George, Matt is inside his bedroom and doesn't want to come out. GEORGE I would take of this. George calls Mike and Jerry to knock the bedroom door. MIKE Matt, it's me Mike. George and Jerry are also here. Open the door. We are all worried. MATT Mom, who asked you to call them, I'm fine, just go away guys. GEORGE I know you are doin' fine Matt, just come out and say that. MATT I'm not comin' out. I'm gonna lock myself up forever. You guys can pass me the meal sometimes when I knock the door. I don't want anythin' else from you. JERRY Don't do this to yourself Matt. Tell us what happened. We've exams in a week's time, how are you gonna attend them. To top it all, the last week lecture is crucial for the exams. MATT I know we've exams. I would come for them. I would take my exams and come back home and stay inside my bedroom. Now, regardin' notes, you guys come to my place everyday and pass me the notes. I shall prepare for them. ALEKSANDRA He has thought all about it and planned every thing. Matt come out, please. Let's talk, tell us what happened. MATT No mom, it's personal. GEORGE Ok, Matt we would do what you say. We would drop by and study together for the exam. You be on the other side of the door and we would be on this side. Does that sound like a deal to you. MATT Ok, now get out. I've to pee. George waves his hand in anguish. He talks to Aleksandra about the plan of action. GEORGE Ok Mrs. Langer, I guess Matt is always been fixed and stern in his behavior. Might be he had a bicker with his girl that makes him talk like this. I would figure out when he comes for the exams next week. Till then let him be the way he wants and you please keep an eye on him. ALEKSANDRA Sure. I would keep a check on him. I would figure out if Rianna has said somethin' botherin'. I would call her mother and find out. Thanks boys for comin' this late in the night. GEORGE No problem. The clock ticks 12 am. George, Mike and Jerry leave from Matt's apartment premises and drive up to their apartments. Aleksandra knows she has to live with Matt's tantrums for another one week till his exams start and by then his dad would be back from his conference trip. CHAPTER 48 INTERNAL:BESTBUY, SOUTH BAY CENTER -DAY Will starts in the pursuit of a new job. He has tried at every restaurant in Boston. But his banter with his manager had spread like hot fire. Every restaurant manager canned him out from the place. Marlon, had a acquaintance in Best buy at south bay center. Best buy is an electronic showroom franchise in USA. Marlon, knows the sales manager, Alister. He wants him to espouse the case of Will and make him work as a security personnel. Will is better built and can cohere into the roll of a security officer. Alister adjures Marlon to arrange a meet with Will. Will gaits into Best buy. He duds an XL size Aeropostale solid polo T-shirt. He discerns Alister and walks towards him. Alister marks Will and asks him to come over. ALISTER Hey Will, come over. WILL Hey. ALISTER So, Marlon had remarked good things about you. WILL Thanks ALISTER So, have you worked as a security personnel before? WILL No. ALISTER Oh ok. Have you got a trainin' certificate from any body buildin' agency. WILL No, but I've been workin' out for the last 8 years. ALISTER Ok, that's a start. Look Will, this is a tough job, you got to handle men who may be surly at times. You got to combat with them. Do you think you can do that? WILL Yeah, I've had a share of altercation with people before and won many fights. I bet I would do a good job here. ALISTER Ok, can I have your resume. WILL Here it is. ALISTER Ok, 5 years of work experience as a Chef. That mayn't be enough for this job. Anyway, I would have a word with the higher officials and with the HR. I would support your case. Let's wish the fortune runs in your favor. WILL I guess I've no fortune left in my side. Please help me find this job. ALISTER I would. Come back in a week's time. We would know a decision by then. WILL Ok. Please put in a strong word. Alister nods. He takes the resume from Will and goes inside the Geek squad room and hands over the resume to his boss. The Geek squad in best buy is where the repair works of all electronic components are handled. Will leaves the buildin' and desires to hope that he would get this job. He calls Marlon from a phone booth and details him with the events that betided in the shop. They both keep their fingers crossed and wish for good fortune. CHAPTER 49 INTERNAL: MATT'S BEDROOM -EVENING It's been 3 days since Matt has cinched himself up in his bedroom. He hasn't broached any topic to his mom for 3 staright days, neither he has seen her. Everyday he conks on the bedroom door and leaves a note readin' he needs food. Aleksandra prepares the food and knocks the bedroom door. Matt doesn't moot any sentence, takes the food and scarfs it. Now, for these 3 days he hasn't taken a shower and hasn't changed his clothes. He has been puffin' a smoke in the nights. Tonight Aleksandra knocks on the bedroom door to serve food. Matt opens the door. A cigarette smell spouts out from the room. Aleksandra yells outside the door. ALEKSANDRA Matt, have you been smokin'? Your room stenches with smoke and foul ordor. Have you taken a shower Matt? You're really stinkin'. Matt doesn't utter any word. He takes the food and closes the door hard. ALEKSANDRA (Self talks) God, please bring sanity to this place. What's gotten into him? Aleksandra weeps outside the bedroom door. She leaves the premises and goes to the kitchen. Matt goes to the loo, he urinates. He doesn't wash his hands and uses the same to eat his meal. He leaves the plate outside the bedroom door and conks the door to signal he is done with the meal. Aleksandra gaits next to the door and takes the plate. She quips Matt to open the door so that she can clean the place. Matt doesn't budge, he turns off the lights and smokes a cigarette. CAHPTER 50 INTERNAL:BESTBUY, SOUTH BAY CENTER -DAY Will gets an interview call from Bestbuy. He walks into the Bestbuy showroom in his full sleeve, lapel collar navy blue Armani suit. This is the same suit he wore when he bobbed up at Hayden music company to enquire about his album. The last time he donned this suit things fell flat and he lost the chance to do music for the company. Today seems to be a different day with the weather appeasin' and stars hopefully shinin' on him. He meets Alister who marks him to come down to the cabin for the interview. ALISTER Come on in Will. WILL Thanks. ALISTER Meet Sherwine, our boss and meet Leasel, our HR. WILL Hello. SHERWINE Please take a seat Will. WILL Yeah, thanks. SHERWINE So, have you worked as a security personnel before? WILL No I haven't but I have been workin' out in gym for the last 8 years and got my body trained for this job. LEASEL Ok, do you think you can handle people? WILL Well yeah, I've been involved in fair share of fights and have won over men, I think I can handle the crowd at this place. LEASEL You seem to be under qualified for the job. We expect men to have 2 years of work experience as a security officer at other offices. WILL Please, I need this job. I would do a good job. I have the skill to administer the crowd and knock their heels if they have committed a fault. Please give me this job. SHERWINE Look Will, we had called you over as Alister recommended your name to us. We would be happy to hire you if you can show us a year of experience. Work as a security personnel in a bank or grocery store and then come back to us after a year. We would hire you. WILL Does that I'm not gettin' this job. SHERWINE I'm sorry, I'm afraid I can't risk our company to a novice. Come back after a year. WILL Alister, can you have a word for me man. ALISTER I'm sorry I've tried. This is how far we can go. WILL Now, where would I get a trainin' for security job. I've to twist my arm to get a security job at other places. LEASEL Thanks for your time, I'm sure you can find one somewhere. Make sure you've a year experience and come back to us. Will feels dashed and dispirited. He rises up from his chair feelin' remorse. He leaves the premises and thinks where else he would find a job. The quest for his job continues. CHAPTER 51 INTERNAL: MATT'S APARTMENT - DAY It's been 4 days since Matt has spoken a word to anyone. His exams are round the corner. He hasn't started his preparation nor he cares for them. He is adrift in his world of halucinations and illusions. He constantly dreams about Rianna that both are livin' a prosperous life. But it is just a dream now. In reality, he gusts out packets of cigarettes a day not carin' about the straits that would cause on his health. He's not able to glean his mind as to how he would talk to Rianna and end ties with her. In this situation, he feels best to dodge her and not look her in the eye. His strange mind on the other hand thinks if he talks to Rianna now he needn't say anythin' more, his appeal would be enough for her to dump him and leave him. He hastily thinks Rianna is a psychologist, may be she has ways to talk to him and get him out of this situation. Matt doesn't want to budge to that. He loses in his thought with a gale of smoke. The clock ticks 8 pm. His mother arranges food for him and knocks on the door. She has given up talkin' to him and weeps silently as she preps food. George, Mike and Jerry enter the apartment to see Matt and discuss the college notes with him. This is the plan Matt obliged to when George beseeched him to study together. Aleksandra conks on the door. ALEKSANDRA Matt, your friends are here. GEORGE Hey Matt, it's George. We bought the college notes for the day. Prof Shou-horn gave some important pointers on Double Entry Accounting. She warned us to expect a plot on this in the exam. MATT Leave the books near the door, I would pick them up. GEORGE Come out, we want to see you. MATT I'm not showin' my face till the day of exam. I don't want to meet anyone. Aleksandra shreds off mewlin'. George leaves the books at the door entrance and halts for Matt to pick them up. Matt corrals the books and locks his door. Mike and Jerry remind Matt that they would be stayin' on the other side of the door and study with him for the exam. MIKE Matt, you read aloud and we would prepare with you for the exam. MATT Ok. All the four of them read Financial and Management Accounting syllabus includin' topics like trial balance, final accounts, financial statement analysis. The syllabus never ceases to end. Matt puffs a cigarette and reads the portions loud. He doesn't care for the notes and the exams. Smoke fissures out from the door. Jerry notices the smoke and hoots at Matt. JERRY Matt, are you smokin' inside? MATT Yeah. I'm, do you have a problem with that? JERRY Dude, it's exam time, why do you want to get into those habits. Besides we're college rankers. MATT College rankers? What good is it if it doesn't hold my job or hold my girl? GEORGE Hey, is there a tiff between you and Rianna? Tell us we can sort it out. MATT You mind your own business before diggin' into my personal life. MIKE Relax bro, he's just offerin' help. MATT Now cut the rumblin' and lets just read. Otherwise I would shut off. GEORGE Don't do that, lets just read. But hang in there if there is somethin' itsy-bitsy banter between you both. MATT Shut up. Matt continues to smoke his cigarette and read the notes on trial balance. The group continues to read aloud as the clock ticks 12 am. CHAPTER 52 INTERNAL: THE TAM BAR -DAY Will and Marlon belly up to the Tam bar at Tremont street. They loom up to the bar at 9:00 in the morning to confer where Will would find his next job. Will brings a newspaper ad with him which reads "Looking for a security guard job in Boston Private bank, Boylston street. No degree required. Person with nil experience is required. Its a temporary based job, male can apply for this post." Will confers the ad to Marlon. Marlon gazes the ad and orders an IPA. Will gets animated readin' the ad. WILL Did you see this ad. Boston Private bank wants a security guy with nil experience. Isn't this ad taylor made for us. MARLON What are you waitin' for, apply for this job as soon as possible. WILL I know you would say this. I had bought with me my resume and a stamped envelope. MARLON Holy cow. You're all prepared. WILL Yeah dude this job is definetely for me. MARLON Good, now you keep fillin', I would get my IPA. WILL Get me a fosters beer. Fosters is an Australian beer which was exported in US just two years back in 1972. Fosters is pricey compared to IPA. Marlon takes the change from his pocket and buys the two beers from the counter. He heads back to the bar table by when Will has finished fillin' his application. Marlon hands over the chilled fosters beer to Will. MARLON Here, have your fosters. WILL Thanks, brother. I am almost done with my application. Now just sealin' the envelope. Hope we get this job. MARLON Lets just toast for this new job application. Cheers man. WILL I ain't toasted in a while with the turn of events in my life. Lets indeed toast for this new job application. Cheers. MARLON I hope you would acquire this job. That should keep you set for sometime. WILL Yeah, that's true. Will and Marlon finish their beers and wind up from that place. Will drives his old dodge to the post office to post the application. The sun rays had risen brightly and shinin' straight into Will's eyes as he drives towards Dorchester avenue towards the post office. The post office is 2.7 miles from Tremont street. CHAPTER 53 INTERNAL: MATT'S APARTMENT -EVENING Matt gales off packets of cigarettes in the day. He has acquired a new habit of boozin' for long hours durin' the day. He hustles bottles of whisky from his dad's room and savors it durin' the day. The exams are only 2 days away but Matt eyes lie more on alcohol than on exams. He waits for his friends to arrive in the evenin' to prepare for the exam. Once the friends wrap up the night, Matt devours alcohol for 2 to 3 hours and is passed out. He has developed a strange taste of havin' whisky with lemon and beer. The taste of whisky with such crazy combinations makes him throw up every night. He hasn't cleaned his room. Stash of papers, vomit and clothes are all deranged on the floor. The room is stacked with smoke and alcohol bottles. Matt's mother, Aleksandra smelled the room when Matt was out from his room. She detested the smell and wanted to clean the room. But Matt refused the idea vehemently. The idea of a clumpsy and shabby room metaphorically relates to his state of mind with halucinations and illusions. Matt locks his room and goes to the loo to pee. In comes a new guest to his house. After havin' tried for the entire week to get hold of Matt, Rianna tired of callin' comes down to his apartment to meet him and talk to him about his problem. The last time they met was when Matt snapped from makin' out with her and started dreamin' about Will. That conversation still rings in Rianna's mind. It makes her worried about Matt. Rianna rings in the door bell. Aleksandra opens the door. ALEKSANDRA Hey Rianna, come on in. RIANNA Hi mam, is Matt around. I've been tryin' to reach him for a week. But he hasn't answered my phone. I'm little worried. Aleksandra doesn't wish to tell that Matt is boozin' and throwin' up every night. She doesn't want to tell her that Matt is just a rotten egg with no bath, no cleanliness and no personal hygiene. She dodges the question and lies to Rianna. RIANNA Mam, is Matt around. ALEKSANDRA No Matt is not in town. He has gone out on a college project tour. He would be back in a month's time. I guess he hasn't called us either barrin' once when he reached the place. He is little irresponsible, he could've informed you as well and that would've kept you happy. I would ask him to call you once he calls us. His dad is also not in town, he has gone for a conference. RIANNA Oh ok, I am a little relieved. I thought he was upset with somethin' and not talkin' to me. Tell me this mam, did Matt had halucinations and dreams when he was a child. ALEKSANDRA That' a strange question. Why do you ask? RIANNA I would like to know more about him. ALEKSANDRA Matt is a quite kid, a nerd in some ways like his dad. Always thinkin' about mathematics and science when he was a kid. He is a smart one but he gets lost in his world while he reads. The thoughts of the class subjects always keep registerin' in his head. He dreams of them in the night. RIANNA Oh.. I am little worried about him if he is sufferin' from any bipolar disorder. As he was sayin' he was dreamin' about a guy named Will who keeps troublin' him. Generally people of this disorder are smart kids whose dopamine levels in the brain are high. That makes them very creative but at the same time tend to make them dream about people which causes halucinations. I was little worried if Matt needs some medical attention for this. ALEKSANDRA I don't think that is necessary. He is like every normal guy. Probably his work tensions would've made him think that way. RIANNA Ok, that could be one reason. Sorry I am a psychologist so I keep thinkin' from that perspective. I just want to ensure he is fine. ALEKSANDRA I'm sure he would be fine. Give him some time, you both would just be fine. Trust me. RIANNA Thanks, mam. I'm so glad I came to his place and met you. Please ask him to call me once he reaches you guys. ALEKSANDRA Sure, I will. RIANNA Thanks, mam. I would take a leave now. Rianna leaves the apartment premises. Aleksandra sends her off. She is releived that Rianna hasn't met Matt in this situation but is little worried about Matt's dreams. Rianna drives to her apartment. Aleksandra locks the door. She knocks on the bedroom door of Matt to enquire about his dreams. ALEKSANDRA Matt, do you keep gettin' these dreams about Will. Who is that guy? Matt is wearied with alcohol but suddenly gets back to senses hearin' Will's name. He is so animated inside the room and begins to yell at his mother. MATT Who told you about that mom? ALEKSANDRA Forget who told me about that. Is this correct you keep gettin' dreams of Will. MATT Don't utter that mutts name to me. He's the reason I am like this today. I don't want to talk about him. ALEKSANDRA Oh gosh, tell me what he has done to you? Has he misbehaved with you and Rianna? MATT Leave it mom, it's a thing of the past. I don't want to talk about him. But temme who told you about Will. ALEKSANDRA Rianna just came to meet you. I told her you were away. I didn't want her to meet you in this state. Told her you would be back in a month. MATT Rianna was here. I don't want to meet her, in fact I don't have the guts to meet her. ALEKSANDRA Oh god, why are you talkin' like this. Temme for heavens sake what happened between you two. Did that guy Will say somethin' or did somethin' to you guys. MATT I don't want to talk about him mom. Now, if you keep troublin' me with questions I would vacate this place. ALEKSANDRA Ok, I won't ask any questions. Look your friends are here. Tell them what happened. George, Mike and Jerry arrive at his apartment. They are here to discuss on creating value through corporate restructuring syllabus today. Matt's mother asks them to come inside. She explains to them what has happened half an hour back. She discloses Rianna's episode to them and also Matt's halucinations about Will. Slowly the three friends understand the situation and feel worried. Aleksandra requests them to find out what has happened between the three guys, Matt, Will and Rianna. The three friends assure her that they would enquire about the situation. GEORGE Hey Matt, just heard from your mom about the entire Rianna episode and you havin' dreams about Jerry's friend, Will. Temme how you know Will. We just met him once in the restaurant. MATT I don't want to say anythin'. This is personal and it would remain personal. If I have to suffer from it, fine I would. I don't want any pooch to feel pity on me. JERRY Matt, take it easy. We're just here to offer help. I know Will, he's a nice guy. Tell us what happened and we can sort things out. MATT Nice guy, my foot. He is a cunt, suckin' my blood. I don't want him in my life nor I want you guys. Just get lost from here, I don't want to study with you guys today. JERRY Ok, relax. Let's not talk about him today. We shall study for the exam and discuss about him after our exams. Mrs. Langer just give us some time we would get the relevant information from Matt after our exams. ALEKSANDRA Ok. JERRY Matt, we're not talkin' about that guy until we're done with our exams. Now, open the door we want to give you the notes. Matt nods his head but quietly tells himself he doesn't wish to share his past incidents about Will with anyone. He opens the door and collects the books. The four friends prepare for the exam. The topic they have picked to study today is creating value through corporate restructuring, a finance course. The four friends discuss the syllabus and study the material for 4 hours straight. As usual practice, Matt puffs his cigarette along, while all the other three friends follow the notes. The night appears dark with no moon and stars to comfort the night. The dark night symbolizes Matt's own life which has lost the shine after he has met his nemesis Will. Guess the life of Matt would not be the same. The dreams, halucinations would continue to haunter Matt. His life is a wreck now. Back in Matt's apartment, the friends finish the course preparation, leave down in their respective cars in the shadows of dead night. CHAPTER 54 EXTERNAL:BASKETBALL COURT -EVENING Marlon and Smith, Will's friends play basketball on a cold humid evening. The sun dooms down in the west creatin' a dark night. The natural light is camouflaged by the flood lights at the court. Smith boxes out Marlon and shoots a 3 pointer basket. Marlon takes the ball and dribbles multiple times before air-ballin' the basketball. Marlon bawls in joy havin' won 2 points. As Smithy dodges Marlon waiting to alley-oop the ball to score a dunk, Savannah in a denim jacket and textured neckerchief with ribbon fastening and faux pearls gaits down to meet Marlon. She interrupts the play and mewls lookin' at Marlon. Marlon discerns Savannah and passes the ball to Smith. He springs a conversation with Savannah. MARLON Hey, how're you Savannah? SAVANNAH Hey, just hangin' in there. Actually a little miserable I should say. Do you know where Will is now? MARLON He must be in his room applyin for jobs. He's tryin' very hard to find a job in the city. SAVANNAH Oh, what happened to his chef job? MARLON Will ran into a bicker with the manager and got fired. He's out of options of applying to chef's job as the word spread like pancakes. He's applyin' for a security job and wagerin' out his options. SAVANNAH Oh, that's a mess. Why does he have to get to those quarrels? Why can't he stay low and work his way up? He doesn't listen. I know I shouldn't say this as my life is a mess as well. MARLON Hey hang in there, good times would strike you both. SAVANNAH Thanks. I just would like to meet him. Can I go in? MARLON He's problin' ramblin' across those job application papers. I bet he would bawl and yell at you if he sees you. I suggest you come later when tensions ease out between you two. SAVANNAH No, I want to meet him. It doesn't matter if he yells at me I would atleast get to see him. MARLON Ok, that's a good reply. Test your stars and go in. SAVANNAH Thanks. INTERNAL: MARLON'S APARTMENT -EVENING Savannah treads down to Marlon's apartment and serenely gapes the door. She walks into the apartment with Will workin' in his bedroom. The apartment lights are off with the only light shinin' is from Will's bedroom. Savannah walks towards the bedroom hopin' to talk to Will and get him out of this mess. She discerns Will in the bedroom. Will leers her into the eye and places his bank security job application form down. He is in no mood to discourse a conversation with her. He walks towards the door to slam the door, but Savannah intervenes. She resists the act of Will closin' the door and bawls at Will to talk to her. SAVANNAH Will, don't close the door. I want to talk to you. WILL Get lost Savah, I don't want to see you. Why did you come here today. SAVANNAH I love you Will, what more reason do you want to see you? WILL I don't love you anymore Savannah, our lives are different. I am a strugglin' varmint, lost my job, lost my sheen in life. Go away Savah, I don't want you to sag around in my gutter. SAVANNAH I don't mind swimmin' in your gutter. I want us to either float together or we drown together. You decide Will. WILL Shut the fuck up Savah, I ain't swimmin' with you. You can swim in Carson beach here in Boston and go for a surf with your guy rather than peddlin' with me in my gutter. SAVANNAH Why do you talk like this? You're my guy, I want to be with you. WILL Enough, I've heard enough of this bullshit now please leave. Will prods Savannah from the door and grapples the door and latches the bolt. Savannah is stranded outside the door bawlin' at Will. SAVANNAH Will, open the door, I don't want to leave. WILL I ain't listenin anymore, you just shut off. Savannah mewls hard outside the door and conjures him to open the door. But Will is stern is his stand and doesn't want to sway away. Savannah gives up the fight and finally stirs away from that place. Will's eyes soften and turn moist. He starts to cry hard inside the bedroom as he has to be a slayer with his girlfriend. He thinks it is for the betterment of his girl to find a better life. He weeps on the ground as the application papers flits over the bed due to the fan speed and dips on the ground. Will corrals the paper and binds them together with a bindin' clip. He closes his eyes and dozes off on the ground with the lights on. The fan runs in full speed in the bright light room as Will dozes off and dry tears cover his face. Within minutes Will is fast asleep and he starts to snore.Savannah starts the car and drives past south Boston. She mewls in the car. Guess their lives will never be the same. They would never ever meet again. Only time can heel their pain. These are the prayers the wind gods are talkin' as wind breezes over her shoulder. Savannah takes a right as a dark blue Chevrolet blazer gusts past Savannah in the night. She returns to her apartment, parks the car. She untucks her shirt and lays flat on her bed. The expensive sander braided boots are still on her foot as she dozes off in the bed. Within minutes she snores in her bed with her bedroom lights on. The moon shines alone in the dead night as both Will and Savannah snooze off in their respective apartments. CHAPTER 55 INTERNAL: MATT'S APARTMENT -DAY The Harvard fall MBA exams have commenced in the campus. For 2 straight nights Matt and his friends mug for the exam. Matt hasn't shaved his beard for two weeks. He looks like a physics professor with scraggly beard which hasn't been washed for days. After the exam prep time Matt had squeezed in 5 rounds of whisky in the night. Now during the day he is sloshed in alcohol and looks dazed. Hardly any energy is left in his limbs to move his body from one place to another. George, Mike and Jerry show up at his apartment to pick Matt up for the exam. George conks the entrance door. Aleksandra gaits to the livin' room and opens the door. ALEKSANDRA Hey boys, What brings you guys up to my place so early in the mornin'? GEORGE Hello Mrs. Langer, today is our Entrepreneurship and Global Capitalism exam. It's part of enterpreneurial management syllabus. We are here to pick Matt for the exam. Is he ready? ALEKSANDRA Matt hasn't informed me about his exam today. I was thinkin' it's next week. I hope Matt has woken up. Aleksandra gaits to Matt's bedroom and conks the door. She enquires if he has woken up. Matt is indeed awake smokin' cigarettes and gulpin' alcohol. He looks almost passed out and needs just 2 more gulps of alcohol to make him bummed out. Aleksandra converses with Matt to get ready for the exam. ALEKSANDRA Matt, are you awake? Your friends are here to pick you up for the exam. MATT Yes mom, I am awake. I would get ready in 2 minutes. Matt drudges to pull himself up from the chair to change his clothes. He doesn't wish to take bath. Today is no special day as he hasn't taken bath in a week. His breadth stinks with Marlboro cigarette and statesman whisky. He walks out of his bedroom. George, Mike and Jerry see Matt's face after 2 weeks. The friends are suprised with Matt's unshaven look. Matt never likes to have a beard as he deems that he would look old in a beard. Jerry enquires about Matt's new look to him. JERRY Man, you look like a Lion's mane, you've got so much fur on your face. Matt cold shoulders Jerry over his comments. He just walks past him. George stares at Matt over his cold behavior. He breaks the ice to spring a conversation with Matt. GEORGE So Matt, are you all ready for the exam? MATT Just shut up and walk. I'm in no mood to talk now. All I want is a booze. GEORGE Man, you stink like a dead whore's minge. MATT I'm stinkin', I know that. But I like it, no girlfriends no people to talk to, it's a happy life. I want to be like this forever. GEORGE What happened to you man, look we know you have a problem with your girl. We shall sort it out after our exams. You don't worry. MATT Why should I worry about it. I am happy that I broke up with her. I don't want to see her. I am happy the way things are. George, don't be a pooch, shut your ass up in your pants and don't get involved in my shit. GEORGE Alright fine, I don't want to talk about this as we are gonna write an exam. I want to be in a happy and sedulous mind. Matt and his friends walk towards the Harvard campus. EXTERNAL. HARVARD CAMPUS -DAY As Matt treads to the campus all the college students gaze at Matt as a varmint or a mammal. They cover their nostrils with their handkerchief as Matt trots past them. The clock ticks 9 am. Matt and his friends show up at the examination hall. INTERNAL: HARVARD LECTURE HALL -DAY The invigilator Professor, West looks addled at Matt's appearance as Matt takes the questionnaire and the answer sheets. The desk of Matt is repellin' him to sit on its seat. Matt crouches his ass on the seat with his legs streched out. He discerns the question paper and scrawls down the answers to the questions he knows well. Within 15 minutes, he requests for an extra answer sheet. George looks aghast at Matt's ability to write in such an inebriated state. The clock ticks 11:30 am givin' students only half an hour to wrap up the exam. Matt corrals all the answer sheet and binds them usin' a bindin' clip. We don't know if he has answered all the questions but he is blacked out and dozes off on the exam table. He places his head on the table with hands folded around his face and sleeps. Mike and Jerry knock him over from behind but Matt doesn't say a word and is passed out. The alcohol finally started to do its deed. Professor West announces only 20 minutes are left for the exam. George starts to scribble in his sheets to write as fast as he can. He gapes at Matt and thinks no way he would have answered all the questions. Matt is fast asleep with saliva runnin' out from his mouth. The class leers at Matt who is the topper of the class for 3 straight semesters. This semester has been a rough ride for him as he has lost his job and aspirations to take over from Standard accenture fidelity. In addition to that he has lost his love. To add to his woes this semester he is all likely to lose his first rank slot to someone else. The clock ticks 11:59 am as only a minute is left for the exam to get over. Professor West treads to Matt's desk and pats him on the back with the answer sheets. Matt rolls out from his sleep. The toxic levels in his blood is so high that he is barely able to talk to Professor West. WEST Hey, it's time. Can I get the answer sheet? Matt doesn't murmur anythin' and hands over the answer sheet. He walks out of the exam hall. George, Jerry and Mike all walk out of the examination hall feelin' moderate with the completetion of the first exam. They still have four exams which continues for another four days. The friends stay muted durin' their entire walk. The sun, just bursting forth from behind a cloud that had concealed it, was shining, with rays still half broken by the clouds, over the roofs of the Harvard campus. Matt trots lackadaisically across the campus, his friends offer a shoulder for him to rest onto as he walks past East Cambridge to his apartment. George, Jerry and Mike tread along with him to his apartment as they plan to finish their meal at his place and continue to study for the exam tomorrow which is a course on Corporate Financial Operations. The course takes a general management perspective on corporate finance, focusing on the activities chief financial officers perform. CHAPTER 56 INTERNAL: HARVARD LECTURE HALL -DAY Four days have passed, Matt markedly attended all the exams without missin' out on any. Today is the final exam on the course public entrepreneurship, which is part of general management syllabus. Matt has a special penchant to this course as he always dreamt about learnin' entrepreneurial skills to start a company. Though his dreams are shattered as he lost his job, these things did not stop his spirit from preparin' for this course. Matt dressed in lounge pants and a solid dark blue top arrives at the lecture hall. Matt is sober today as he didn't graze alcohol yesterday while preparin' for his favorite course. As Jerry, Mike and George mugged till 3 am in the mornin', Matt decided to sleep early at 12 am. He felt that was enough to prepare for this course. Professor Shou-horn handed in the question paper to Matt and other students. She then distributed the answer sheets. George gazed at the question paper trembled at the thought that he did not know answer to any question. The paper was set by Professor Wiesley, a wily and astute professor in Harvard. Professor Wiesley had defended his PhD dissertation in management studies in 1952 from Harvard school and has been a professor in Harvard for the last 19 years. He had started a small start up on bankin' and finance in 1965, so it has been 9 years since he is jugglin' between college work and entrepreneurial work. He knows all about entrepreneurship, hence wants his students to learn the practical aspects of settin' a company by testin' them in the semester exams. Mike and Jerry swivel at each other on the onerous question paper. They both heave in vain, and almost bow out under pressure. George too gives up writin' the exam. He just answers to questions he vaguely recollects discussed by Professor Shou-horn in the class. Matt looks aghast at the question paper. He profanely leers at the questions set by Professor Wiesley and recalls that he has dealt them in his company. For instance one of the trick questions set by Professor Wiesley is as follows. "Stanley has to present a lucrative solution to raise the financial status of firm X. However, Stanley fails to come up with the solution. Now, what would be the best solution for Stanley to present before the management". Matt has experienced a similar situation in his office where he had to present an algorithm to Sniff to raise the profits of the company. However at the last moment Matt backed out from the idea of presentin' the algorithm as he felt it had flaws. The result was that he was fired from the job. Now, Matt havin' lost his job felt best to explain his side of the story in the answer sheet. Every dork mind would have thought to answer the question in a way where they would go about revivin' the solution to a better level by workin' hard and improvin' the financial status of the firm. But Matt wanted to narrate his aspect of the story and began to write what goes on in the mind of Stanley when he goes about revivin' the solution. He would not be able to comprehend a solution for the revival as he would have already thought about that solution before. Hence, he would argue that the best solution at that stage would be to resign the job and ask another adept person to solve the problem rather than Stanley himself. The other person would be fresh with new thoughts that might help revive the company. That's Matt's logic. Matt apparently has scribbled down his experiences and his decision to quit the job in the answer sheet. Professor Wesley wouldn't have expected anyone to write down this solution. Matt in his fearless nature feels he has nothin' more to lose at this point of life decides to jot down these points in the answer sheet. The clock ticks 12 noon with Professor Shou-horn requestin' students to return the paper. Matt for the first time in the exam week has scrawled down answers for the entire three hours. George, Jerry, Mike and pretty much the rest of the class finished writin' their answers before 11 am. They just sit there idle gapin' at Matt as to what he was writin' for this long. Matt turns over the answer sheets feelin' allayed from the pain of exams ever in his life. Matt pats on the shoulder of Mike after walkin' out from the exam hall. MATT God that's such a relief, there are no more exams in our life. I can just booze and smoke for the rest of my life. MIKE Scrape off dude, you were writin' for all three hours. What the heck were you doin'? Did you figure out the answers for all the questions? MATT No man, I was just writin' my experiences. I had witnessed pretty much every situation in Standard fidelity, so summed up my life to Professor Wesley. MIKE Ah, do you think that would give you an A? MATT I don't care about the grade. I need a booze badly, haven't had any alcohol for an entire day. That makes my blood pine for alcohol. I need to feed my blood with some smoke and booze. GEORGE Oh gosh, why did you develop a sudden likin' for booze. You got to stop that shit. MATT Yeah, right. GEORGE Whatever, I guess I would just break even with my grades. I may end up getting a B in this exam. JERRY Lucky you, me and Mike are gonna have a C. We were just gazin' at each other. I couldn't get one answer right. That shit was tough. MATT Forget it man, We are MBA graduates now, let's celebrate. I need a whisky. MIKE Oh no, he has started it again. Matt, today is gonna be your last day for booze. Promise us you won't drink that poison again. If you promise us, let's go to the bar. MATT Let's just go there and talk. I don't care a rat's ass about these promises. GEORGE You are such a dope. How did your other exams go, would you clear them all? MATT I don't give a damn about these exams. You guys compelled me to take the exams. Now that it's over we ain't discussin' about them. MIKE Ok. You have my word. Let's go the TAM bar. MATT Yeah, good. George and Jerry nod. The group struts off the Harvard campus to the TAM bar in Tremont street. They stroll across the streets as small flotilla of aircrafts zap in air in full speed as an air show commences at East Cambridge road next to MIT and Harvard campus. The friends disregard the fleet of aircrafts and walk into the TAM bar. CHAPTER 57 INTERNAL: TAM BAR -AFTERNOON The four friends, Matt, Mike, George and Jerry traipse into the TAM bar. The bar looks like a barren land with no inhabitant abidin' on a hot Friday afternoon. The sun bursts in daylight makin' the folks swelter in dolor. The weather intrigues people for a cold beer, but most of the folks are gone witnessin' the air show at East Cambridge. Matt and his friends perch on the bar tables and order beer and whisky. The bartender fills in a pint of beer for each of them and disburses to the four friends. He hands over whisky to Matt who wisps a cigarette as he quaffs his whisky. The intake of fresh fluids after 12 hours makes Matt take down a leak in the restroom. As Matt unbolted the door, he witnessed a thin, smooth, blonde gay man, Nathan with longish bangs and a trident tattoo around his neck peein' in the loo. Matt unbuttons his zip and goes to pee in the urinals. He marks the blonde gay man smokin' a weed. The smoke wafts out in the air as Matt flavors the tang. The urge to taste a new drug to liberate his senses yearns Matt to get close to Nathan. He strikes a conversation with the gay man. MATT What are you smokin' mate? NATHAN Are you a cop? MATT No, I am a nomad, a loner. I need a surge in life. I would like to taste what you are havin'. NATHAN Mate, this is a weed, if you need this you got to kiss me on my cheeks. MATT No way fucker, I ain't peckin' your cheeks. NATHAN Then jerk off mother fucker. Matt hankers to taste the weed for the first time in his life. His heart craves for one smoke while his head rejects the idea of kissin' the gay man on his cheeks. Matt ebbs down and listens to his heart. He decides to kiss the gay man. He inches closer to the guy and pecks his cheek. Nathan smokes the weed and wisps out the smoke onto Matt's neck. Matt endures the lust in agony. The guy hands him the weed. NATHAN Oh that was a queer kiss. Now, here is your weed. MATT Where can I get more of them. NATHAN You want to buy more, come to my place and we shall rub more often and I would give you the weed. MATT I ain't kissin' you anytime in future, if you have those desires fuck off. NATHAN Ok, I don't need your kiss, but you got to pay for the weed. MATT That's a deal. I would give you the money. Tell me where should I get them. NATHAN Come closer. Matt moves closer to the guy and he shares his apartment address. Nathan hugs Matt and kisses him on his lips for a brief second. Matt yucks on him and asks him to jerk off in the restroom. He gets the weed and struts off from the restroom. The tables at the bar room witnesses new crowd beside the three friends. Mike starts a conversation with Matt. MIKE What took you so long? MATT Had a long leak? Too much of beer. MIKE But you were just havin' whisky. MATT Yeah, felt the adrenaline rush. MIKE Bust off. Matt bequests the cash at the counter. He quaffs his beer and buzzes his friends to move out from the bar as he doesn't want his friends to glimpse the gay man. MATT Hey, it's really sluggish in here. Let's go to the campus and watch the air show. GEORGE That ain't a bad idea, lets have a ball at the show drinkin' our beer. JERRY Great, lets go. All the four friends, pay their checks at the cash counter. In US, that is a culture every person pays for his own. There is no concept of payin' for everyone. The friends pay the bill. Matt buys a beer can and treads out of the TAM bar to walk towards the campus. EXTERNAL: AIR SHOW CENTER -AFTERNOON Matt and his friends gait past the red signal on Tremont street and walk towards East Cambridge. Matt keeps the weed in his pockets ready to ginger them in the night. The friends go to the air show and perch their seats on the ground. They gawk in amazement as the flights wing past them in supersonic speed. The air show compasses a F16 flight which is a fighter flight launched by the US Air force this year in January which touches speeds of 1500 miles per hour. The flight is known to give tough competition to all fighter planes includin' ones to be made in the future. Matt quaffs his beer and watches the motion of these flights in amazement. He secretly smokes the weed as a cigarette and wafts the smoke in thin air. His friends are hooked to the air show as he mixes some weed in his beer and guzzles it fast. Matt has had too much of weed that he loses his senses and snoozes on the ground. His friends notice Matt in an inebriated state think he has had too much of alcohol. They call for help. They carry Matt to the entrance and call a cab. Matt continues to sleep, but the weed has reached his brain. It triggers the brain pulses and makes him laugh weiredly in his sleep. He muddles around names of Will and Rianna and laughs frantically. The power of weed shows its true premise when he begins to throw up on the road as he is fast asleep. Mike and his friends get frenzied with the turn of events shrug off Matt to wake up. But Matt just mutters around and asks him no to disturb. George splashes water on Matt and asks him to clean his vomit on his mouth. But that does not wake Matt up and he is in total high state. He continues to laugh lunatically. The friends fear Matt is on a high because of alcohol clean his vomit and plan to take him back to his apartment. The four friends get inside the cab as Jerry gives directions to the cab driver. JERRY Hey, head south two blocks and go east down three blocks and park near the nursery school. CAB DRIVER Yeah sure. The driver drives down slowly and watches Matt sloshed in alcohol and weed. He arrives at Matt's apartment which is next to a nursery school in East Cambridge. George takes change from his pocket and pays the cab driver. The cab driver thanks George. The three friends carry Matt to his apartment. They ring the apartment door bell as Aleksandra treads towards the door and opens it. She sees Matt in drunk state enquires around. ALEKSANDRA Matt, wake up what has happened to him? JERRY Nothin' Mrs. Langer. We just ended our exams. We are Harvard MBA graduates now. We just wanted to celebrate, so Matt just had a drink. ALEKSANDRA Oh my god, has he drunk so much that he just dozed off? GEORGE Nothin' serious Mrs. Langer, he had a high end beer so that made him pass out. He will be fine by tomorrow morning. ALEKSANDRA Ok, bring him in. George and Mike lug Matt around to his room and lay him on his bed. Aleksandra thanks the boys for the help. ALEKSANDRA Thanks, boys. I would take care from here. JERRY Ok, Mrs. Langer. We would take a leave. ALEKSANDRA Sure. The three friends leave the premises as Matt torpors around in his bed. The clock ticks 5 hours, it reads 7 pm, but Matt doesn't fling a muscle and continues to sleep. He laughs sporadically during his sleep. Aleksandra trots towards his bedroom to check if he is awake but finds Matt is still dozed off and leaves him undisturbed. The clock ticks 12 am and Matt continues to sleep. The night gawks him enough and says goodbye to Matt as the moon gets veiled by a sheet of clouds. CHAPTER 58 INTERNAL: BOSTON PRIVATE BANK -DAY Will who has decided to apply for a security job in Boston private bank, plop downs on a wodden chair along with other interviewers who have doled out their names for the same security job in the bank. A small bath of sweat exudate from his body as Will is edgy and fidgety over his chances of gettin' the job. The office peon calls him in. Will feelin' snappish treads to the interview room. The room is inhered by three white men who are in their 40's dressed in Kingsman eggsy's navy unstructured birdseye wool blazer and Harry's blue pinstriped wool suit trousers. They request Will to come in and take a seat. Will perches his ass on a regency cream leather upholstered carved Mahogany wood chair. The first officer, Dean takes down the resume from Will. DEAN So you are Mr. Will Wagner. WILL Yes, sir. DEAN So, Will what's your height? Will is startled with the question. He quickly gets back to his senses and replies to the Dean. WILL Sir, I am 6 feet 2 inches. DEAN That's pretty good. Look we are lookin' for people who can hector perky crowd when they frump around with the staff. Also, we need someone who can guard the money. Do you think you can do that? WILL Definitely sir. DEAN Ok, so I'm lookin' at resume, you have been workin' out for the last 8 years and got a body buildin' certificate as well. WILL Yes sir. Will had managed to play his cards right this time as he had enquired his friend Smith to arrange for a body buildin' certificate from his contacts. He stashed in $2000 cash to acquire the certificate but that ain't a bad deal if he lands in a pretty secured job at this bank. The other officer, Marcus checks his database to see if there are any criminal history against Will. But he finds none. MARCUS The good thing is that you don't have any criminal records against your name. That makes us think you are good law abidin' citizen. You have only one case in 1971 where you got a ticket in Dayton Ohio for speedin'. WILL Yeah, Ohio is a flinty state. I was over 5 miles per hour above the speed board and got pulled over for that. MARCUS Yeah, it sure is a strict state. Ok, I think we have all the details that we need and your credentials are impressive. Marcus leers across Dean and the HR officer, Roger. They both nod their heads in corroboration. Marcus sets down Will's name in the appointment letter and forks out to Will. MARCUS Ok then, we think we would like to hire you for this job. You would be on a probation for a year and we would meet again next year to go over your workmanship and fix upon your permanent position. WILL What the ... So, I got this job. That's it the interview is over. DEAN Yeah. WILL Holy shit, thank you officers. Oh, I can't explain how allayed I am from all my misery. I thank you profusely for givin' me this offer. Will shakes hand with all the three officers. ROGER Good. Congrats on your offer. Now, if you sign these papers, I would start my paper work and would post you the offer letter and your date of joinin' in the afternoon. WILL Certainly. Will rolls out his pen and clicks the pen head multiple times like he usually does when he is excited or when he flirts with a girl. The last time he played with his pen was when he was in a dream flirtin' with Richard's secretary, Kate. He signs the offer letter and entrusts them to Roger. All the three officers shake hands with him and congratulate him on the offer. Will shows gratitude for offerin' him the job. He trots out from the interview room and rambles in joy. He wafts a smoke of cigarette outside the bank and fists his hand in excitement. CHAPTER 59 INTERNAL:PARKER APARTMENTS -AFTERNOON The room is stuffed with gust of smoke as painting of Adolf Hitler and photograph of Christina's World painting delude the eye of the onlookers for the contrasting pictures on the wall. Adolf Hitler, a chancellor of Germany from 1933 to 1945, a leader of Nazi Germany, a dictator who initiated the second world war. He had all the features of a spiteful leader. Probably his paintin' was rated on the wall more so for his unknown homosexuality secrets. We do not know the reason for the portrait but only Nathan can answer that question as to why the paintin' is hangin' in his apartment. The photograph of Christina's world painting, depictin' a woman lyin' on the ground in a treeless mostly deserted field. The woman is lookin' up at a gray house on the horizon; a barn and smaller buildings adjacent to the house is one of America's peerless piece of art sketched by Andrew Wyeth in 1948. He got the idea to portray this paintin' when he was watchin' Anna Christina Olson crawlin' across a field while he was watchin' from a window in the house. Nathan had got this photograph when he went to museum of modern art, New York city where the paintin' was placed. He got fascinated with the paintin' as it doesn't depict the woman's face as she crawls, which gives him a sense of exhilaration that he does not have to leer at women to crave for his sexual needs and only men are enough to satiate his desires. These two posters probably summarize Nathan's sexual orientation to the society. Nathan, the gay man whiffs weed from his nostrills. He sits in the restroom with two ounces of weed in his pouch. He marks the weed on the toilet seat and wisps two to three puffs of weed every single time. A door bell rings outside his apartment. Nathan walks towards the door in his wasted head and opens the door. Matt stands on the other side of the door waitin' to let him in. Nathan affectionately clinches Matt's ass as he hugs him. Matt gets provoked by his move slaps him on his face. MATT Stay away from me, I am not your lover you prick. NATHAN I know brother, I was just wasted, sorry for misbehavin'. MATT It's fine, wanted to get some pot from you. NATHAN Do you have the cash? Matt stares at his wallet and hands him $200 for three ounces of weed. Nathan takes the cash and hands over the stuff. Matt doesn't waste any time as he treads off in his car to his apartment. Nathan smokes the weed puffs the smoke in air, closes the door. INTERNAL: MATT'S APARTMENT -EVENING Matt trots off to his apartment with three ounces of weed in his pocket and secretly treads past the living room into his bedroom. Aleksandra is not home as she is out for grocery shoppin'. Matt opens the weed and places the powder on the drawin' table. He takes a cigarette, rolls the weed onto his cigarette. This is somethin' new to him as he hasn't learnt the technique of rollin' weed into cigarettes. So in the processes of rollin' he wastes few grams. Matt licks the weed that is fallen on the floor. He lights up the cigarette and wisps the smoke in thin air. The longin' for havin' an illegal drug in his apartment has been realized tonight as Matt whiffs off an ounce of weed in one entire night. The drug starts to take an effect on the body. Matt polarizes into a stern being with no movement. He begins to laugh nonchalantly as excess weed stimulates blood flow to the right frontal and the left temporal lobes in the brain, which are the areas of laughter. He recollects his past love life and begins to dream about his girlfriend Rianna. He starts to laugh hard at his life for losin' her. Matt sketches her face as a cartoon and laughs languidly at her. He dusts the ash of the cigarette smoke onto her face and marks cigarette burns onto her eyes. He beats himself crazily and falls on the floor. Matt finally burns his wrists with cigarette and cries frenziedly. CHAPTER 60 INTERNAL:AMACI SALON -DAY People conk the doors of Amaci Salon, a beauty parlor located in South Cove Plaza in Stuart street. The parlor has four customers. Only two lady hair stylists are at hand in the shop, so the other two customers have to wait for their turn. In walks Savannah who has been hired recently by the shop as a hair stylist. She applied for this job to cut corners after her break up with Will. She wears a black tee with the shop logo on it and a blue denim jeans, calls in the customer to takeoff her work. SAVANNAH Ryan, you can come in. RYAN Yeah sure. SAVANNAH So what can I do for you? RYAN Taper fade hair cut. SAVANNAH Right. Tapers or also known as fades both refer to hair at the sides and back of the head. They both go from short to shorter at the neckline. It is one of the most popular hair styles in the west, especially in the US military. The sharp cuts and fades around your sides symbolize you mean business. Savannah starts to cut his hair and begins to strike a conversation with him. SAVANNAH So are you new to this place? Haven't seen you at our shop. RYAN Yeah, moved in couple of weeks back. I am from Illinois. SAVANNAH Oh, you are from Midwest. The windy state. How's the cold out there. It's already October, I bet it is as cold as here. RYAN It is getting colder by the day. But it ain't different to Boston, both are equally chilly. SAVANNAH Haha. Ryan relaxes as Savannah cuts his hair. He strikes a breezy conversation with her wanting to check her out. RYAN Do you have a family here in Boston? SAVANNAH No, I am alone. RYAN Any boyfriend? Savannah gets teary eyed. She remembers the day Will has left her. She gets back to her senses and continues her conversation with Ryan. SAVANNAH I had a boyfriend, he left me. We broke up. He didn't think he could keep me happy, give me richness. He wanted me to find a guy who can give me happiness. But I yelled at him sayin' I can't find happiness with anyone other than him. Things are bitter between us. I know he would come back to take me. We would be together, god would not do injustice to me. I know that. Ryan doesn't mince words nor he wants to fuck her around after hearing her story. RYAN I am sorry to hear that, but I wish you good luck. SAVANNAH Thanks. Savannah winds up the haircut. She dusts off the left over hair on his neck with a drier and a towel. Ryan raises up and enquires about the rate. RYAN How much? SAVANNAH 8 dollars. Ryan pays her ten dollars and asks her to keep the change. Savannah thanks him. RYAN Ok, see you. SAVANNAH You're welcome. Have a nice day. Savannah looks at the appointment list and calls in the next customer for the hair cut. The day continues at the Amaci salon with long list of customers and their stories to share with the hairstylists. CHAPTER 61 EXTERNAL: BOSTON PRIVATE BANK -AFTERNOON On a cold Wednesday afternoon, Will stands outside the private bank surveyin' the customers walkin' in and out of the bank. A semi automatic, magazine-fed, recoil-operated Colt 1911 pistol is bestowed to Will. The pistol was used in the world war-I, world war-II, the Korean War, and the Vietnam War. It is designed by John Browning, an American firearms designer. The M1911 is one of his best-known designs to use the short recoil principle in its basic design. The responsibility of Will as a security guard is to keep an eye on the intruders bargin' into the bank and control the mayhem in the bank durin' off days when the cash is run out. The other personal responsibility of Will is that he should not booze or smoke durin' the office hours of the bank as being in inebriated state is a strict no for the bank. Hence, Will has started to restraint his drinkin' and smokin' habits. The curb on alcohol has made him more aware of his surroundings indulgin' him to listen to the conversations of the customers with the bank employees. Today was no special day in the bank, as the bank is permeated with rich businessmen and officers. Andrew Hudson, a rich South African steel businessman settled in U.S for the last ten years has an account in the bank. He turned up to deposit $100,000 of cash in his account. This is the money he had gotten from his recent transaction of steel scrap he had exported to Africa. Hudson descends from the car as Will raises up from his seat to wish him. WILL Good afternoon sir. HUDSON Hi. Hudson treads inside the bank to contact the bank officer, Emma. Will in sober state eavesdrops the conversation between the two to know the business of Hudson. EMMA Hello Mr. Hudson, please have a seat. HUDSON Thanks. EMMA So, what can I do for you? HUDSON I am not here to swinger around you, today I mean business. Will tacitly hears the conversation between the two. HUDSON I've $100,000. I would like to deposit it in my account. I've another $200,000 in my villa, would bring that in a couple of days time. EMMA How wonderful that is. You're our most preserved customer. We would be happy to deposit that amount in our bank. We would be waitin' for the remainin' amount. HUDSON Thanks EMMA So, if I may ask, can I get your ID and please enter your SSN. SSN stands for Social Security Number, which is a identity number disposed to each person when he/she starts to earn an income in US. Hudson enters 513-08-**** in the pin machine. All his details includin' his bank account details open up in the computer. Emma gazes at the computer and secures the cash in her locker. She transfers the amount immediately to Mr. Hudson's bank account. Will quietly listens to the conversation and is jarred by the amount of cash being moved under Hudson's account. He recollects that another $200,000 would be transacted in another two days into his account. Will swelters at the thought and decides to share the news with his friend Marlon. He makes brash decision to rob Mr. Hudson from his apartment. To know more details about Mr. Hudson, he continues to overhear the conversation. EMMA There you go Mr. Hudson, your money is deposited in your account. Is there anythin' I can do for you? HUDSON Yeah I am headin' to my apartment at Chestnut avenue, would you like to join me. EMMA Not now, I am in the middle of my work, how about we pap around 9 pm tonight. HUDSON Sounds like a solid plan. See you tonight. Will overhears the conversation and talks to himself. WILL (self talks) Man, he got the cash and now he got his lady for the night. What the heck is he doin' in life. Will gets back to his senses, and goes back to his seat to greet Mr. Hudson as he leaves the bank. Will whims at the thought of robbin' the rich businessman and is deluged in this thought for another 2 hours, as the clock ticks 5 pm, which marks the end of the bank office hours. The bank officers and cashiers leave the premises along with the customers. The manager locks the bank, takes the key with him and leaves the buildin'. Will finally gets to smoke his cigarette bursts into laughter at the thought of robbin' Hudson. He starts his Dodge and drives past West Broadway street towards South Boston street. The car moves in the Broadway. Will takes a turn to his apartment. He discerns Marlon and Smith near his apartment playin' basketball. Will parks his car outside the basketball court and screams at Marlon. Marlon peeps up to notice Will. Will asks him to come inside the apartment. Marlon bunts the ball to Smithy and decides to call night. MARLON Good night, Smithy. SMITH Good night, brother. See you tomorrow. EXTERNAL: MARLON'S/WILL' APARTMENT -NIGHT Marlon wriggles from behind and surprises Will. Will gets alarmed at Marlon's intrusion, drops off his beer. Will bawls at Marlon for scarin' him. Marlon apologizes to him and asks him the reason for callin' him in. MARLON Sorry brother, so why did you call me in? Will mops the floor with a wet cloth and trashes the broken beer bottle. He trots towards the fridge and takes a beer for both of them. WILL Here, have this beer. MARLON Thanks, brother. So tell me why you called me in? WILL Just a minute dude, still recoverin' from the creepy distress you had created from behind. MARLON Sorry. WILL Ok, come have a seat, want to talk somethin' important with you. Marlon and Will perch at the entrance floor. WILL Hey Marlon, I've been witnessin' so many businessmen walkin' in and out of my bank. Today was no different. I had seen a South African businessman depositin' $100,000 cash into his account. The dude is gonna deposit another $200,000 in a couple of days time. Will reveals the details of Mr. Hudson's personality to Marlon along with his apartment address which is in Chestnut avenue. He outlines the conversation between Hudson and his bank officer Emma, how he called her for dinner and foreplay later in the night. Will shares his intension of robbin' Hudson before he deposits the money into the bank. Marlon gets flipped out to hear the intentions of Will. He starts to howl at Will. MARLON You out of your mind brother, you want to rob a guy now? What, are you nuts? WILL Now, hear me out brother. You see, I left Savannah because she can not be with a guy who is broke. I know I can not give her richness. We had discussed this before. Now, I was just thinkin' if I can rob this guy, I would make some money. If I loot some more customers in the future, I will make enough money to go back to Savannah. MARLON Oh so this plan is to reconcile with your girl. She doesn't need your money, she needs you. Why don't you get it. She is happy as you are. You can go back to her even today. WILL Cut the bullshit, she would be happy today but tomorrow when we have a family, think about it, she would be thinkin' why she has married a flat broke guy. If I am gettin' back to her, I need money. Are you helpin' me to loot this guy so that it gives me a chance to get back to my girl. MARLON You are puttin' me on the spot. Temme if you have a plan. WILL I do, trust me, I do. I'll tell you later. Now are you on my side? MARLON Ok, but this is for you and Savannah, to make you both get back once again like old times. WILL Done brother. Will hugs Marlon and toasts for their union on robbin' the rich businessman. Only time will tell what is in store for them while they rob him. But for now, they are enjoyin' their beer on a cold night. Will and Marlon have four bottles of beer each and they don't have enough steam to gait to their bedrooms to sleep, they both doze off on the floor. The beer bottles say good night to them as they roll off on the floor and reach the door. Drops of beer fissures out from the bottle as the night comes to an end. CHAPTER 62 INTERNAL: MASSACHUSETTS GENERAL HOSPITAL -DAY The patients linger around at the Massachusetts general hospital and wait for their turn to consult with the psychologist. Rianna discerns her patients one by one, she spends half an hour with each patient unlacin' their problems and their idiosyncrasies before prescrbin' them with needed medication and solacin' them with spirited words. A patient named Mattew West, goes by Matt comes to her room to confer his situation with Rianna. Matt is sufferin' from bipolar disorder. Bipolar disorder is a mental illness marked by extreme mood swings from low to high, and from high to low. The highs include periods of mania, while lows include periods of depression. Matt has come here to discuss his situation with Rianna. MATTHEW Hello doctor, may I come in. RIANNA Come in. MATTHEW Hi doctor, I am Matt. Rianna thinks about her boyfriend Matt as she catches the patients name. She hasn't known the whereabouts of Matt for more than a month. She is irked with Matt's behavior. He hasn't rung her nor attended her calls. The attempt to meet Matt at his residence turned fruitless as Mrs. Aleksandra turned her away citin' Matt was not at home at that time. Rianna doesn't know how to lay hands on Matt and snap him up to her love. She wishes the lucky fairy to flood luck on her to end her misery. Rianna starts to get back to her senses as Matthew cries her name. MATTHEW Rianna, mam. RIANNA Yeah, just deliberatin' in some old thoughts. Have a seat. MATTHEW Thanks, doctor. RIANNA So, what brings you here. MATTHEW You see doc, I am sufferin' from a bipolar disorder. I get happy sometimes when things go my way and in the same moment I gaze at a sad situation in my head and feel saddened. I had consulted a psychologist in the past when I was in San Diego. He checked me and said I was sufferin' from this disorder. Some medicines were prescribed to me to recuperate from my illness. The mood swings had minimized, but occasionally I veer around in my moods. Now for the last two months, I had shifted to Boston. I started datin' a girl within a week after my shift. Her name is Sahana, she loves me very much. I started lovin' her in return and hid the fact that I was sufferin' from this disorder. We made love to each other in our last meetin'. That's when things got worse. I was estatic when she lost her virginity with me. I told her the truth that I am sufferin' from bipolar disorder. I told her I am takin' medicines to control my situation. Sahana started askin' me questions. She was scared to hear my situation. On that night, after our make out she wore her clothes and hinted me that she wanted space. Its been more than three weeks since she talked to me. I am nervous if she hates me forever. She is not answerin' my calls nor she wants to see me. She latches the door when I go to her place. I am goin' back to my depression days, things are dreary in my head. I can't but think about her. Temme doctor, was it wrong to tell her that I am sufferin' from an illness. I love her, I didn't want to lie to her. Now she doesn't want to see me. How can I get back to her? How can I cope with my disorder? Temme doctor, I need answers. Rianna marks the entire conversation, discerns the patient and asks him to give her a minute. She trots to the restroom, closes the door. She sits on the granite slab, next to the washbasin. She leers hard about the patients case, treads along the restroom and starts to visualize if her boyfriend is also in the same shoes as this guy Matthew. She starts to analyze Matt's head, if he too is sufferin' from bipolar disorder or some sort of Schizophrenia. RIANNA (self talks) Is Matt thinkin' I would leave him if he tells me about his situation? Is he avoidin' me to not tell the truth about his personality disorder? I am a psychologist for god's sake, Matt you can definitely talk to me, I can help you to come out of the trouble. Now, I need to talk to him. The patients can wait. I know Mrs. Aleksandra wouldn't allow me to meet Matt in this situation as there's somethin' wrong with him. I would ask Matt's friends to know the whereabouts of Matt and what he is sufferin' from. First, I need to know his friends. I would do my homework during this week. The patients can wait. This is more important, it's for own future. Matt, I need you in my life. I will be there for you come what may. I love you. You are mine, mine forever. Rianna treads outside the restroom and gaits towards the patient, Matthew. She stirs a conversation with him. RIANNA Look Matt, I have thought about your case. I need time to diagnose you, why don't you come back in a week's time, when I would have more clarity in what treatment has to be given to you. MATTHEW One week, you should be kiddin' me. I want to get back to my girl, temme if I was wrong to tell her the truth? I need answers doctor, I need them right now. RIANNA (Self talks) Gosh, he is askin' answers to questions that are totterin' in my head. I need to tell him somethin', else he would become like my boyfriend. (Rianna talks to Matthew) Look Matt, I think you did the right thing in discussin' your situation to your girlfriend. Honesty is very important in a relationship. You should realize she is a normal girl, she would feel alarmed at your situation. She can't take the fact she is goin' to live with a guy who is havin' a personality disorder. You need to give her some time. Talk to her friends and arrange for a meet between the two of you. You can discuss serenely about your situation, you can tell her you are under doctor's care and these things would be soothed out in time. Tell her it is not somethin' that can't be treated. Tell her you love her and you too want her to feel safe, that's why you need a doctor. Let me know her reaction after you have talked to her. I would council you further. Now, if you excuse I have a personal work to finish. MATTHEW Thanks, doctor. I need to talk to her friends to arrange a meetin' with her. I haven't thought about that. I would do that and get back to you. Thanks for your help doctor. RIANNA You are welcome. Now, if you excuse me I would leave now. MATTHEW Sure, doctor. Rianna walks out of the hospital, and heads to Harvard campus to know who are friends of Matt Bailey. She sits in her expensive BMW 02 series car and drives to Harvard. CHAPTER 63 INTERNAL: HARVARD CAMPUS - DAY Rianna parks her car outside Harvard campus and trots towards the main building. Harvard school of business shortly known as HBS comprises of many entrances to the campus. Rianna gaits past the south entrance towards the Baker library. Baker Library is named after Harvard Business School's first benefactor, George F. Baker. In 1924, George F. Baker, briefly expressed the motivation to donate all the funds necessary to construct a campus for the School. For the donations made by George F. Baker, a library was named after him. Rianna walks to the east of the campus towards Aldrich horseshoe-shaped classroom hall, where the classrooms are situated. Aldrich hall was inaugurated in 1953 at a time when there was a shortage of class rooms in Harvad Business school. Economic reasons resulted in the elimination of a dedicated classroom building in the plan of 1920s campus construction, but the growing enrollments in the wake of World War II made the then Dean Donald K. David and HBS faculty plan for a new classroom buildin' east of Baker library. That motivation from the faculty led to the construction of a revolutionary layout specifically designed to facilitate case-method teaching. Rianna enters into the Aldrich hall, walks to the ground floor secretary office rooms to query about Matt's classmates. She discerns a black, probably in her 40's aged secretary, named Trissa at the counter table to converse about Matt and his friends. RIANNA Hello. TRISSA Good morning mam, how can I help you today? RIANNA Hi, I am lookin' to meet my fiance friends. Can you tell me their home addresses? TRISSA Sorry mam we aren't allowed to give away addresses of students to outsiders. RIANNA I know this is not correct, but I would like to give away my marriage invitation and call my fiance's friends to attend my weddin'. I didn't want to tell my fiance as I want to keep it as a surprise about the guests list. TRISSA Sorry mam, this is against college policy to give away addresses. I would like to congratulate you on your weddin', besides that I can't do anythin'. RIANNA Please can you just help me. TRISSA The best thing I can do is give you the list of names of your fiance's classmates. It's semester holidays now, you can come back when the semester starts and ask me again. I can atleast tell you their classrooms. RIANNA But my fiance is graduating this year all his friends wouldn't return next year. TRISSA Then mam I can't help you. RIANNA Please atleast can you give me the address of one of his classmates so that I can get to others. I love him so much and I want to do somethin' for him, I want to show him true love. Rianna sheds fake tears to persuade Trissa. Trissa precipitates with her words and her love towards her fiance. She agrees to share the house address of only one of his classmates. TRISSA Oh such true love you have for him? RIANNA Yes mam. TRISSA Oh that's wonderful. I wish I loved someone so deeply. I never had a love in my life and never been loved by anyone. I wish I found a guy who does somethin' for me. Is he that good a boyfriend. RIANNA Yes, he is the best. The most sincere in his heart. TRISSA Oh how wonderful. What's his name? RIANNA Matt Bailey. TRISSA Give me a moment I would look up his name. Trissa types Matt's name in the computer and in pops up his major been in Finance and Management in HBS. She serenely enquires about Matt to Rianna. TRISSA Is he in Fiance and Management? RIANNA Yes. TRISSA Ok, let me pull up his classmates list. Trissa discerns the names of all students in Matt's class and to safeguard the safety of Rianna she votes to give a girl's name and address to Rianna. TRISSA Ok, I don't want to land in trouble givin' you a guys name and you landin' in any trouble with them. I would give you a girl's address instead. Her name is Jane Watson. She is Matt's classmate in HBS. RIANNA Oh that would be wonderful. Trissa scrawls down Jane's address and her home phone number to Rianna and warns her not to tell anyone with the leakage of information. Rianna assures her that she wouldn't divulge the information and quietly takes the address from her. Rianna thanks her profusely before leavin' the premises. RIANNA Thank you very much mam. TRISSA Oh you are welcome dear. Happy weddin' to you both. RIANNA Thanks. Rianna strides past the Baker library and walks out of the campus. She starts her car towards Boylston street, to Jane's apartment. CHAPTER 64 EXTERNAL: JANE'S APARTMENT -AFTERNOON Rianna reaches Jane's apartment in Boylston street. The apartment is just eight minutes drive from Harvard via Soldiers Field road. The clock ticks 12:30 pm. Jane is inside the apartment relaxin' in her bed after finishin' her lunch. Rianna parks her car in the meter parkin' outside Jane's apartment and treads towards the door bell to buzzer Jane's apartment 605. The door phone rings, Jane answers the door and wonders who is at the door. JANE Who's it? RIANNA Hi my name is Rianna, I am Matt's girlfriend. I would like to get details about Matt. JANE Come in. Jane unlocks the door and allows Rianna to walk in through the security door. Rianna takes the elevator to the sixth floor to apartment 605. She knocks the door and in opens Jane who welcomes Rianna. JANE Hi, so what were you sayin, you are Matt's girlfriend? RIANNA Yeah, we have been datin' for more than six months now. JANE My god, Matt never mentioned about you. He's shy guy he never discusses anythin' with girls. RIANNA Oh ok. Actually, I was tryin' to reach him for more than a month now, he's not pickin' up my calls. I am a little worried. Can you actually arrange a meet between us or temme where I can find him. JANE Oh that's strange. Did you check in his apartment. He generally stays there. The last I met him was when we took our exams. He was a total shit with beard and booze. RIANNA Oh my god. Does he drink? Does he have alcohol issues? JANE I don't know. I thought he was always sober, shy guy, a geek, sorry for being straight. RIANNA No, please go on. JANE He never likes girls, never talks to us. Always a geek mind, fascinated by numbers, wanted to start his own company. Suddenly two weeks before the exams, he didn't show up to school. His friends were worried, I was like if he got hit by a car or somethin'. After two weeks, our exams started, Matt came to the school in night pants with full beard and looked lost. I thought he was doin' drugs, which he might, the last thing I heard was he bought drugs from a dealer after our last exam got done. But, where were we, yeah the day of exams. He looked in inebriated state, looked pale and dull. His friends George and Mike were with him to toe him to the campus. Surprisingly he attended all exams. The results would be out in another weeks time, we would know how he fared. Probably would have flunked this time. That would be bad news to us, a college topper failin' in the final semester. I wish he would pickle through. RIANNA Ok, thanks for sharin' details about him. I hope if he comes through all this and allows me to see him. Do you know any of his friends who can tell me where I can find him. JANE Ah, you can try George or Mike or for that matter even Jerry. They are all Matt's close friends. But, I don't know any of their addresses. I can give you Stephen's address, he lives just two blocks down west of Alpes, which is this apartment's name. He lives in Bankier apartments. He sits on the same bench as Matt. You can get hold of George from Stephen. They know each other well. RIANNA Thanks, what's his apartment number? JANE It's 804. RIANNA Thanks, Jane. I want to know more about Matt. I would swing by to know more about him. JANE Sure. RIANNA Thanks, see you. Have a nice day. JANE You too. Rianna rises from the chair and walks out of the apartment. Jane says good bye to her and locks the door. Rianna enters the elevator descends down six floor. RIANNA (Self talks) Gosh what has happened to Matt? Are you takin' drugs? What's wrong with you? Just meet me once and we can sort it out. The elevator reaches the ground floor. She walks out and treads towards the Bankier apartment which is in sight from Alpes. The bankier apartments is relatively inexpensive as there is no security door to buzz onto to call Stephen about her arrival. INTERNAL: STEPHEN'S APARTMENT -DAY Rianna conks onto Stephen's door. Stephen dressed in while tee-shirt and paige branded shorts opens the door. He enquires about Rianna and after getting to know that she is Matt's girlfriend, he lets her in. Rianna tells her about her details and all the conversation with Jane. Stephen offers her coffee and asks her to sit on the sofa. STEPHEN So, you are Matt's girlfriend. Dude has never opened his lip about his relationship. Don't be scared, that's what Harvard MBA does, makes people very cagey about revealin' secrets. RIANNA Ah STEPHEN So you want to know if you can somehow meet Matt or his friends. RIANNA Yeah. STEPHEN Ok, I don't know where Matt is, haven't seen him after the exams. I'm glad you had a conversation with Jane and she told you about how Matt was behavin' during the exams. I was completely surprised with his idiosyncrasies, not allowin' people to come near him as he was always high on spirits. He was constantly smokin' cigarettes. I am glad to know that there is some reason behind his behavior and that could be you. Now I can't take you to Matt, but I can definitely make you meet George. I know where he lives, but I am afraid he is preparing for his job interviews this week. You can meet him next week for certain. He lives in JSM apartments in Prospect Hill, Somerville. He shares his apartment with Mike and Jerry. RIANNA Ok, I don't want to disturb his exam preparations. I would meet George next week. Thanks, very much for all the information. STEPHEN You are welcome. Rianna gaits past the door and walks out of the apartment wonderin' if George at least knows whether his friend Matt has a girlfriend. She wonders if Matt always been an introvert and hides his life events with people. As she munches over that thought she walks back to Alpes apartments and takes her car and drives away to her workplace. CHAPTER 65 INTERNAL: MATT'S APARTMENT -AFTERNOON The drinks have reached a count of 20, cigarettes have reached a count of 32, two rounds of weed should also be included in the count, that's how much Matt is glazed in alcohol from the time the clock has started to tick from 3 am to 4 pm. Glob of papers sow across the room with letters reading "Rianna, I lost you forever". Matt scrawls the words in 100 sheets of paper. He corrals the papers, bunts them in toilet drain, spews alcohol on them and lights them in fire. He reaches his bed and blacks out. The fumes from the bathroom reaches the fire alarm and triggers the alarm. Mrs. Aleksandra, listens to the alarm, inspects if the fire is from the kitchen. She hovers to the kitchen to check the grill and the gas coils. She finds both are turned off, making her suspicious if the fire is from Matt's room. She treads to Matt's room, conks on the door hard. Matt is passed out and has fallen asleep on the bed. Aleksandra discerns that the smoke is indeed stimulated from the bedroom as waft of smoke drifts from the bedroom and reaches the livin' room. Aleksandra gets antsy, strolls outside the bedroom door restlessly. She conks on the door again, but receives no response from the other end. Agile on her feet, she moves to the living room and takes the phone receiver to call Matt's cell phone. She dials in 617-222-****. The phone rings multiple rings, receives no answer from Matt. Aleksandra fiercely tries to ring in the number again, this time she hears a feeble voice from the other end. MATT Hello. ALEKSANDRA Matt, open the door for Christ's sake. There's somke comin' out from your room, triggerin' the fire alarm. Matt discerns the smoke comin out from his bathroom, quickly sprints in to the bathroom and flushes out the toilet. He takes in a hand shower to shut out the residual fire. The fire dissipates and slowly the smoke fissures out in air silencing the alarm. Matt gaits to the door and opens it. Mrs. Aleksandra arrives at the scene noticin' the fire is quenched. She treads to the bathroom, notices the sheets of paper in burnt ashes. She views the words, "Rianna, I lost you forever" from one of the burnt paper and sheds a tear of cry. She serenely wipes her tears, catches sight of Matt's room for the first time in a month and notices the alcohol bottles, cigarette packets and weed in his room. Aleksandra trots close to one of the weed packets and tastes the powder. She begins to feel tripsy. Angst and tears shed from her eyes as she notices her son becomin' a drug addict. Taking a few steps towards Matt, she slaps him hard on his cheek and enquires, why he is doin' that? Matt mewls lookin' at his mother, explains her the fear of losin' Rianna. MATT Ma, I had faced my fear. I don't know if I can live with Rianna. I am constantly being chased by my fear. ALEKSANDRA What is your fear, Matt? He explains her the entire situation of meetin' Will and how he had helped her tippin' Rianna. The help had turned into a curse as he is constantly chased by these dreams of Will fuckin' his girl. MATT Ma, I am not able to control my dreams. I get these halucinations that I don't want to see. I can't talk to anyone about these things. I want to forget everythin' and drugs are helpin' me do that. Tell me what's wrong with that. ALEKSANDRA Matt, but that is wrong. You can talk your problem to us. We can help you talk to that girl or we can take you to a psychiatrist. But doin' drugs is not a good option. Look at you, you just look like a rut. If your dad gets to know all these things he would most certain be mad at both of us. MATT Ma, please don't tell dad. ALEKSANDRA I want to talk to Rianna and see if we can sought things out. MATT That's not a easy way out. I don't want to share all my dreams with her. ALEKSANDRA You got to face her Matt. She would be wantin' to hear from you. MATT Please tell her that my relation with her is over. ALEKSANDRA If you think, you want to cancel this relation, you have to go and personally tell her. You got to be a man and show her respect. MATT I can't talk to her mom. I feel ashamed meetin' her. Please tell her that it's over. ALEKSANDRA Ok, Matt. I would discuss this issue with your dad and see what he has got to say with this. If he says me to talk, I would call her parents up and end this relationship. MATT But, please don't tell him I am takin' drugs. ALEKSANDRA I wouldn't. MATT Thanks, I know I let both of you down. I want some time for myself before I can pick myself up. ALEKSANDRA I would take you to a psychiatrist and would see what he can do best for you to come out of this misery. Do you understand? You are comin' with me to a psychiatrist. MATT Ok, I need help. I would talk to him. ALEKSANDRA Good. Now, come down to the livin' room and sleep in another bedroom. I would clean this place and throw your weeds out. MATT Please don't do that. I would stop them step by step. I promise. ALEKSANDRA Ok, now get some rest. Go to the other bedroom. MATT Ok, mom. Matt treads to the other bedroom, the little one. He switches on the AC and goes for a short nap in the bedroom. Back in his original bedroom, Aleksandra starts to clean Matt's room throwing away all the cigarette debris and the alcohol bottles. She mewls hard thinkin' about Matt's condition. The clock ticks 6 pm and Aleksandra successfully cleans the entire room and makes it look tidy. Out at the door entrance, Mr. Langer parks his old Cheverlot car in the parkin' garage and knocks the apartment door. Aleksandra answers the door and discerns her husband standing at the entrance. ALEKSANDRA You had come early today. LANGER Yeah, got done with gradin' the exams. I am tired now, so wanted to come home to have a bite and get to bed early. ALEKSANDRA Ok. Come on in, I have somethin' to talk to you. LANGER What is it? ALEKSANDRA Go and freshen up, I would serve you dinner and we can talk at that time. LANGER Ok. Langer wearily treads towards his bedroom. He takes his towel and goes to the bathroom. He switches on the geyser, removes his clothes, uses the shampoo, "Gee, Your Hair Smells Terrific" and freshly takes a bath. He turns off the shower knob, wipes his ass, rolls up the towel around his waist. He trots out from the bathroom to the bedroom, wears his night pajamas, walks down the staircase to the dinin' room. Langer discerns Aleksandra, walks towards her and gives her a kiss on the lips as a symbol of their bondin' love. ALEKSANDRA The food is served on the table, come sit down. LANGER Ok honey. Langer perches on the chair, with legs stretched out. He grubs on the steak, with mashed potatoes and butter around the sides of the steak. ALEKSANDRA I want to talk to you about Matt? He is out of our hands. LANGER What's wrong with him. He's just finished his exams. He looks to me he is maturin' as he is spotting a beard. ALEKSANDRA He has matured way more than we expect him to. He is doin' drugs now. LANGER What, are you mad? Our Matt would never do that. ALEKSANDRA I saw him, my own eyes, he is into alcohol, cigarettes and weed. I cleaned all the rut and spruced up the place. LANGER Jesus Christ, who's influence was it? ALEKSANDRA He wants to break up with Rianna, it's a long story. LANGER Tell me all of it. I want to hear it. Aleksandra narrates him about Matt's friendship with Will. She elaborates on Will's tips to impress a girl. ALEKSANDRA Matt played all the tricks on his date, Rianna. She was impressed and wanted to continue datin' him. They both decided to make love one day, but Matt had been halucinatin' that it was Will who had made him find the girl. He had been imaginin' Will makin' out with Rianna. He had thoughts of Will interruptin' his sex and he walked out of Rianna's room. The idea of talkin' to Will and endin' his dreams turned futile. He thinks he has met his fear, and can't come out of it. Ever since then, he's been into alcohol, drugs and cigarettes. We don't know how he's fared his exams. ALEKSANDRA This is his situation. LANGER Oh gosh, did he share all this to that girl? ALEKSANDRA No, he didn't. But I told him to tell her straight that he wants to end the relationship with her. LANGER If she asks on what reasons? ALEKSANDRA Then tell her about his situation. LANGER That's absurd. He can't tell her he is thinkin' of some one else fuckin' his girlfriend in his dreams. That would hit her psyche and make Matt go schizo. ALEKSANDRA Then, what would be the best decision. I wanted him to talk to the girl upfront and break up with her. I wanted him to be a man. LANGER I don't think that would solve this problem. We need him to get him out of this situation and then ask him to decide what he should do. He has done a good job in not talkin' to Rianna all this while. ALEKSANDRA Would you talk to Matt and help him out? I wanted him to see a psychiatrist to get him out of this situation. LANGER That's one way to deal with these kind of issues. But I have a better idea, I can motivate him to do somethin' he fears s little, so that that would push forth his psyche to handle the bigger fear. I would talk to him right away. Mr. Langer sups a glass of water and washes his hands on the plate as he wipes his hands with the paper towel. He moves up from his chair and trots towards Matt's study room. He conks on the door and calls on Matt from outside. Matt is dead asleep, he doesn't hear the door knocks. Mr. Langer knocks on the door hard. Matt rises up from his bed half asleep, pissed with the door bang, serenely walks towards the door and opens the door. CHAPTER 66 INTERNAL: MATT'S APARTMENT -EVENING Matt rises up from his bed half asleep and heads towards the door and opens the door. He notices his dad standing outside the door, who wants to talk to him about Rianna. LANGER Matt, sorry to wake you up. MATT What's up dad. Anythin' important? LANGER It is important. Can we go to the roof and talk? MATT Ok, let me wear my shirt. LANGER Ok. Matt steps out along with his dad to their roof. The clock ticks 8 pm. Langer opens the roof door and lights a cigarette. He passes one to Matt to smoke. MATT Dad, I don't smoke. LANGER I know you've developed this habit recently, your mom has told everythin' to me. MATT Dad, I don't want to talk to you anymore. I am leavin'. Langer hasps his hands around Matt and pulls him back to the roof. He continues to talk. LANGER Calm down, Matt. I am not goin' to hurt you. MATT I am sorry dad. I just don't know what more to say. LANGER I understand. I heard all the horrid things you are goin' through. It's terrible to hear. Matt breaks down and hugs his dad. MATT I am indeed goin' through terrible things. I've met my fear. It's Will, he is my fear. He ruined my life. Now, I don't know how to have my girl back in life. LANGER It's ok Matt. Don't lose heart. Rianna is waitin' for you. You've not yet lost her. Be ready to face her when you think it's the best time. You've done a good job not meetin' her. MATT Do you think so dad? LANGER Absolutely. MATT I don't want to be in a relationship with her. I can't meet her. You and mom please pass this message to her. LANGER I would, but do you think that would make you a happy man. You are in deep shit. How are you plannin' to come out of that? MATT I don't know dad. I am afraid. LANGER You've got every right to be afraid. If I am in your shoes, I would be afraid as well. I once told you that I didn't know how to tell your mom that I loved her. Those years I was facin' same trouble as you're. I used to feel ashamed of myself that I can't communicate to my wife.I started smokin' cigarettes. I used to booze a lot at nights and tell your mother that I was workin' late. I was a mother fuckin' bastard. Slowly, I picked up the habit of havin' drugs. Those days, it was far more easy to get Opium than now. I used to have a pot of those outside Boston and pass out in my friends place. I was in total shit. I didn't know how to tell your mom, that I loved her. I thought I was a loser, though I was doin' my PhD from the greatest school in the world, MIT and had the best wife I could have asked for. Matt puffs in multiple smokes of cigarette as he listens to his dad's words. Langer continues with his strong story. LANGER Only when you were born, I found a purpose to share my love towards Aleksandra. I told her I loved her deeply. I was in seventh heaven when I let out my feelings for her. I was a different man. I quit all my bad habits. She loved me even more. I finished my PhD, got a faculty position here in MIT and from then on, I'm livin' a comfortable life. I am really happy with my life and I don't regret any day after your birth. Now, what you want in life? You got to have a purpose in life. You got to have a purpose to tell Rianna your love. At the moment you don't have one. MATT I am afraid to talk to her dad. I feel I have met my fear and I don't want to face my fear. LANGER Ok, I understand. You've met a very strong fear which is havin' these weird halucinations of your girl being with someone. MATT How do you know that? Has mom shared all these things. LANGER Your mom is a very strong woman and we both trust each other very well. She wanted to have my opinion on this entire situation. MATT I don't want to talk to Rianna about these things, papa. LANGER Ok, don't talk to her at the moment. You've met a very strong fear which is hard to tackle. Let me tell you somethin' that can help you attain courage. Why don't we address first your small fears. I know you were afraid of swimmin' when you were a kid. You were scared of water and its depth. Now, I want you to learn swimmin' and beat that fear. Ask your friends to teach you swimmin'. Learn to face this fear. If you need, take a shot of weed to handle water. MATT Do you think that would work? I don't know how if we manage to handle small fears would help us fight big shitty problem. LANGER Yes, it would definitely work. Let me give you an example. Have you ever realized how an electric eel feeds on its prey? The electric eel has a special gift to generate electric shocks to stun prey and divert predators. Now even if they have this special ability, a first-born hatchlings would not start huntin' for its prey usin' their electric current. It eats other eggs and embryos from later clutches. Once they have overcome their initial fear of how to hunt, they use thier electric current to feed on invertebrates. In the same way, if you overcome your small fear of how to swim, you would overcome this strong fear of havin' illusions. Trust my words. MATT Does that mean, I needn't consult a psychiatrist? LANGER You can consult a psychiatrist and get medicines from him to allay your pain and fear. But you should first be able to face your fear and fight it. MATT Ok, dad. I would trust your words. But I am really afraid to swim. Do you think I can do it? LANGER You can swim my boy, you're born to swim. I would come with you to the pool and take a look at you. Take a weed with you if you want. MATT Papa, are you serious, are you askin' me to smoke weed? LANGER I just want you to get some support to initially face your fear. But promise me you would quit smokin' weed or pot soon. MATT I would papa, I promise. Just give me sometime. LANGER Sure, but please stay away from all these wrong things. MATT I would, I promise. LANGER Good. So tomorrow we are goin' swimmin'. MATT Yes, dad. Langer smokes in a puff of cigarette and bunts the cigarette onto the floor and puts if off. Matt rests his shoulder onto his dad and feels the comfort. The aerial view of the sky shows a clear sky with stars twinklin' in the sky formin' a Big Dipper. The night ends. CHAPTER 67 INTERNAL: MATT'S APARTMENT -AFTERNOON Gazin' the rays of the sun at a distance the glass door shines the mid afternoon light to Matt who dozes in deep sleep. He deludes an idea of divin' into an empty swimmin' pool to black out from the material world. He serenely sleeps inside the swimming pool holdin' his breath. His heart rate sheepishly whispers in his ears to sleep for long hours. In comes an electric shock from his heart which rudely triggers an image of his fear ... "WILL". Will tacitly enquires him. WILL Hey Matt, Do you think you can swim? Do you think you can face water? Can you survive in this water? Aren't you afraid of water? Wake up Matt, you would never be able to survive. In the real world, Matt sleeps in slumber. His dream continues to stay real. Will sparks off a nerve in his heart to give him a stroke. He calmly whispers in his ear. WILL Hey Matt, I am pluggin' off your nervous system, you are goin' to die in a few seconds. You ain't beatin' this fear. You are a little cunt. You'll never be able to face your fear. Good bye!! Will triggers the nerve and Matt gets a stroke. Up wakes Matt from his horrid dream, he checks his heart pulse which is racin' at light years per second. He wildly pinches his hand to check if he is really alive. The pain of the pinch meets his heart and the heart rate gradually resides to a sanity. Matt painfully accepts his fear and realizes it can never be won. He begins to talk to himself. MATT Will, I am tired of facin' you. I know I can't face you at the moment. But I promise I can win you over. I want to face my fear of water. I want to hold my breadth inside water. I would trust my dad's words and be able to fight my fear. You can continue to haunt me. It would not make a difference to me. I am already half dead. But I want to live for sometime. I want to face my fear. Matt rises from his bed and goes to the bathroom to pee. At the front entrance, George visits Matt to check on him. George just finished his entrance exam at Lehman Brothers Holdings Inc. in Newyork and returned home. Lehman Brothers Holdings Inc. is the fourth-largest investment bank in the United States (behind Goldman Sachs, Morgan Stanley, and Merrill Lynch), doing business in investment banking, equity, fixed-income sales, trading and private banking. George's vibes tell him that he would get selected in the interview. He's excited to work in Newyork for a financial firm. George continues to wait outside the door. Aleksandra hears the door bell, trots towards the door and discerns George. She gleefully asks him to walk in to the apartment. ALEKSANDRA Hi George, come on in. GEORGE Thanks, Mrs. Langer. ALEKSANDRA So, how did you fare your exams. Haven't seen you after the exams. GEORGE Yeah, they went well. I've been preparin' for job interviews. I wasn't in town last week, I had attended a job interview in Newyork for Lehman Brothers. Langer gets excited hearin' the company's name walks in from the kitchen. He was helpin' Aleksandra cook the afternoon supper. He excitedly starts to fissure out his wishes to George for gettin' a call from Lehman Brothers. LANGER Congratulations young man for gettin' a call from a top firm company. GEORGE Thanks, Mr. Langer. Langer begins to talk to his wife. LANGER Lehman Brothers is the fourth-biggest financial firm in US. George is very lucky to have gotten an interview call from them. ALEKSANDRA Oh, is it that big? LANGER Yeah, it's like Harvard for finacial firms. ALEKSANDRA Oh I am very happy for you son. How did the interview go. GEORGE The interview went pretty well. I should be hearin' a positive news from them soon. ALEKSANDRA Great to hear son. I am sure my boy Matt would also end up in such a top company. LANGER He should be able to get it Aleksandra. I am sure he would get his due. Aleksandra gleens and rests her head onto Langer's chest. Mr. Langer comforts her. LANGER So do you want to meet Matt. He's just dozin' off on a lazy sunday afternoon. The guy is into a terrible mess. GEORGE I am sorry, Mr. Langer. I didn't want to share this, but Matt is doin' drugs. LANGER I know George. My wife has seen his room. GEORGE Oh my god. And were you silent? LANGER I want him to come out of this mess. Why don't you talk to him. He would be happy to see you. GEORGE Ok, does he know you guys know his shitty business. ALEKSANDRA Yes he knows. My husband had a straight word with him in the night. The two are makin' plans to get him out of this situation. You meet him and we all can talk. GEORGE Ok mam. George treads towards Matt's room and conks on the door. GEORGE Matt, it's me George. Can you just come out. Matt walks out from the washroom self talks jargon things about Will and his fear, walks out from the bedroom. He discerns George and his parents outside the livin' room. He nonchalantly starts to talk to George. MATT Hey George, need a quick favour from you. GEORGE Go on brother. Shoot it. MATT Can you teach me swimmin' please. Mr. Langer smiles happily. George gets dumbfounded for a second, looks at Mr. Langer. Langer smiles at George and brings him to his side and explains him the night story. He talks to him about Matt's illusions about Will and Will's interventions with his girlfriend Rianna. He tells him that Will is his fear who keeps poppin' up in his dream and tries to have sex with Rianna. George gets shocked with the story. Langer continues with the story and narrates him about overcomin' his small fear first which is swimmin' in order to tackle Matt's big fear which is Will. George understands Matt's fear of water but has apprehensions about whether the idea of learnin' swimmin' would work. Langer narrates him about life's teachings. He sheds him free light on how deep consciousous is and fear is part of controllin' consciousnous. George gets horrored hearin' such deep words from Langer. Langer continues to throw light on life. He places his hand on George's shoulder and narrates a simple story. LANGER When a mountainer starts to think about climbin' mount Alps. A realist would think that it is impossible because Mount Alps stretches 1,200 kilometres (750 miles) across eight Alpine countries (from west to east): France, Switzerland, Italy, Monaco, Liechtenstein, Austria, Germany, and Slovenia. GEORGE That's fuckin' hard. Oops sorry. LANGER Yeah, it is fuckin' hard. It is not only the realist even the mountaineer's fear is the same. That is his biggest fear. Matt sits on the couch and listens to his dad's story. LANGER Now, if the mountaineer begins to succumb to his fear, he would never be able to climb the mountain. He tries to overcome his fear by lookin' at the small goals that is reachin' small heights. Now, let's assume he has climbed half way up the Alps. If he looks down, he would see death, if he looks up he would see hell. His biggest fear now is can he finish the climb. The fear transforms into loosenin' his hands seein' death. In order to overcome his big fear, the mountainer tries to overcome his small fear which is seein' the gaps where he could place his hands to climb one step higher. The mountainer tries to control his thoughts and consciousnous by not lookin' down. He tries to control his big fear by overcomin his small fears. Finally he conquers Alps and reaches the peak. He conquers his big fear of climbin' the mountain. But does anytime he think about his big fear. GEORGE If I were him, I would think about it everytime and I would see down. LANGER That's exactly what you've to tell your conscious brain. The mountaineers are trained to beat their small fears by always trainin' for small heights. They keep lookin' at the big mountain as a collage of small mountains. When they train they tell themselves not to look down as they are only interested in the small gaps. Neither they are interested in lookin' up at the peak as that is not their immediate gap to climb up. GEORGE That's really fascinatin'. How do you know them? LANGER That's life for you son. GEORGE Really fascinatin' sir. LANGER Thanks. Now let us look at Matt's story, his biggest fear is beatin' Will and reducin' his hallucinations. GEORGE Yes. LANGER So to beat that big fear, just like the mountainer we need to train our heart and brain to control our consciousness and our small fears. We had identified Matt's other fear. That is water. We want to train him to beat that. GEORGE Excellent. I got it. So his objective is to face his small fear which is water and learn to train his brain to control his conscience to beat the big fear. LANGER Yes, my son. That's my goal. Will you help him teach swimmin? GEORGE Definitely sir. I am ready. MATT I want to hold my breadth under water like you do and want to beat your record. GEORGE That sounds hard. But we shall definitely go for it. I promise you will surpass my record. MATT Thanks, George. Thanks dad for the courage. Mr. Langer winks his eye and smiles. He signals him by rubbin' his left palm with his right thumb if he is carryin' weed with him. Their sign code goes unnoticed by both George and Aleksandra. Matt gives a thumps up and winks. Matt gets animated and enthusiastically asks George to come out with him. The two hasp out the bedroom door gait past the livin' room and flee past the parkin' lot to the swimmin' pool backyard. George asks Matt to take off his shirt and just jump into the pool. Matt heeds to the request and just jumps... CHAPTER 68 EXTERNAL: SWIMMING POOL -AFTERNOON The streams of water in the swimmin' pool soak up to the sunday afternoon weather. The water temperature is scorchin' high as it is mid May and all the onlookers are nestlin' inside thier apartments to rest from the demandin' heat. Matt heeds to the request of George, dives into the pool. The swimmin' pool is shallow water deep with 5 feet. Matt pants for breadth as he tries to stay under water. His body tramples as he fears water and loses control of his body. George discerns Matt shouts in air for Matt to stand up. The loud cry from George reaches Matt's ears as he quickly tries to get support from the bar around the edges of the pool and stands up. Matt cries hard in misery that he is not able to face water and swimmin' is backbreakin'. Matt strikes a conversation with his friend. MATT Man, this shit is fuckin' scary. I felt I was dyin' under water. I was gaspin' my breath. I felt like my nervous system was breakin' out and my heart beat was racin' ahead givin' me a stroke. Probably Will is right, I can't swim. My fear would make sure I can't swim. This shit would definitely kill me. GEORGE Come on here, Matt. In swimmin' you got to take one step at a time. You can't be thinkin' about floatin' under water and holdin' your breath for long hours. There's still time for that. You would definitely die if you try that. MATT But I want to do that, that's my fear. I want to beat that. GEORGE Ok, but remember what your dad had just said, try to conquer your small fears. MATT What are my small fears in swimmin'? I don't know any. GEORGE I would teach you some of the techniques of swimmin' which would help you get past the small fears. MATT Ok. GEORGE This is a shallow pool. The shallow end of a swimming pool is a good place to swim by yourself. I would be next to you during your moves. Swimming involves breathing, kicking with your legs and stroking with your arms. These are your small fears and you can practice one at a time in shallow water. Possibly the simplest stroke for you is the forward crawl which can help beat the small fear. MATT What's that? GEORGE The front crawl or forward crawl, also known as the Australian crawl or American crawl, is the fastest stroke in swimmin'. Remember the stroke names, they are forward crawl, backstroke, butterfly stroke, breast stroke. Let's just worry about forward crawl. The starting position for the front crawl is known as the "streamline" position. You got to lie on your stomach with both arms stretched out to the front and both legs extended to the back. The arm movements of the front crawl provide most of the forward motion. The arms alternate from side to side, so while one arm is pulling and also pushing under the water, your other arm is gettin' back to its base position which is next to your abdomen floatin' above the water. The legs move alternately, with one leg kicking downward while the other leg moves upward. The legs stabilize the body position. Now, did you understand what I just said. MATT Sort of yeah. GEORGE Ok, now lay flat on your stomach above water. Try to float over water. Matt struggles to stay afloat over water. He constantly drowns inside the pool gulpin' water from the pool. Strugglin with his poor technique and constant quaffin' of water, he throws up lightly in the pool. George gets irritated with the scene howls over Matt. GEORGE Eew, dude you're disgustin'. Matt practises his floatin' technique growls under the water. MATT Sorry, dude, still tryin' hard. This water is killin' me. GEORGE Ok, stay alfoat Matt. Think you are a feather, just allow the water to love you and caress you. Don't disturb it's bouyancy. MATT I can't. My body is too heavy. I am not able to float under water. Matt rises up mewls hard at his misery. He gets defeated from water pushes George away. He gets back to the ground and starts to beat his fear with a weed. George gets muddled with the turn of events rises up from water, gets onto the ground. He watches Matt havin' weed stops him from takin' a puff. GEORGE Matt, what are you doin'? Come back to the pool. You can learn this thing. MATT It's too hard. I can't swim. I am too tired and want to have a smoke. Let's try this thingy tomorrow. GEORGE Are you nuts? If you are tired, go take a breather at home. Why do you want to smoke a weed? MATT It helps me beat my fear. GEORGE 'F' you Matt, that little powder is dangerous. Besides it drains you off. You got to have stamina for swimmin'. MATT I understand, give me sometime till I can come out of my fear. GEORGE No, I wouldn't allow you to have them. MATT Please, don't irritate me. George struggles to take weed out of reach from Matt. Matt resists every struggle of George and finally pushes him inside the pool. The two glare at each other. Matt apologizes, lights on the weed and puffs of the smoke. He stoles up a towel around his ass smokes his weed and pisses off from the place. George splurges the water in hatred goes for a swim across the pool. He mutters cuss words on Matt as he swims. GEORGE Dude is never gonna change. Son of a mother fuckin' cunt. You should know Matt, swimmin' is heaven. Trust me, you would seek pleasure in swimmin and would go to the trans world once you learn this sport. You would think twice to smoke weed once you learn swimmin'. We are all waitin' for that day. He submerges into the pool and holds his breadth under water for a staggerin' 5 minutes. That's his personal best but there is none to clock this feat. George just strolls across the pool and enjoys the evenin sunset with a forward crawl. CHAPTER 69 EXTERNAL: BOSTON PRIVATE BANK -DAY Boston private bank is stocked with cash and people in the wee hours of Monday morning. Stacks of cash is unloaded from the truck and gets deposited in the bank lockers. Will finally gets a security personnel job in the bank lends a helpin' hand to take the stack to the bank locker. He discerns the cash and the temptation creeps in his brain to be owner of the cash. His brain sends him signals and hints to manuver a plan to loot the bank. The idea of robbin' the bank looks lucrative and plausible. But the thought of robbin' such a large work space needs good brains and skill set with a large personnel. He thinks that Marlon alone can not help him to instrument this plan. He needs many heads. Where will he get them? Smith, his other friend is an option. But he needs 5 to 6 more. Will and his fellow bank personnel reach the locker room with the box. The bank manager unbolts the box and in we see a stack worth of one million dollars. Will's eye collapse lookin' at the cash. His heart races like a horse gallopin' in the beach. His mouth waters with bewilderment. In comes the bank officer, Emma who arranges the cash in order inside the locker. Lookin' at Will, Emma understands he is gettin' allured to the cash. She asks him to step out of the locker room. Will steps out in angst. The idea of robbin' the cash still waves around in his head. He analyzes all the methods to rob the cash, but little help is offered to fianlize the final plan. He finally abandons the idea and returns to his duty. In about fifteen minutes a BMW 5 Series (E12) stops at the entrance of the bank. Will standin' at the entrance gapes his eyes onto the car. He checks out the owner of the car. It is Mr. Hudson, the south African settled in America, the steel scrap business owner. Will sketched out a strategy before to rob him. Mr. Hudson is probaly here to discuss when he would deposit the money. He trots inside the bank. Emma greets him with a firm handshake and requests him to step inside her cabin. EMMA Hello, Mr. Hudson. What can I do for you? HUDSON Hey officer, I am here to meet my two businesses. One I need you for the night. Second, I would deposit $200,000 tomorrow. Tomorrow is an auspicous day. EMMA I know I have got you in my venom. I would be in your pants tonight. Wait for the night. She walks up to him and makes him touch her ass. Hudson melts in her perfume. He tries to advance further, she stops him with her hands and whispers into his ears that we are in bank. Emma clutches his ties and pulls him towards him asking how much amount he would give her for the pleasure. Hudson shivers in her closeness replies, $10,000. Hearin' the news she gets excited and shows him gratitude by makin' him touch her breasts. Hudson advances to kiss her, but she refutes and goes back to her seat. The rich businessman sure seems to have fallen for her quirky behavior and wants the night to end in heaven. Will enters the empty clerk's room outside Emma's cabin eavesdrops the conversation. He thinks tonight is the right time to device a strategy to rob Hudson. He devices a plan to give Hudson a helly experience lootin' his money when he seeks heavenly pleasure with Emma. He decides to seek help from his dear friend, Marlon. Hudson walks out of Emma's cabin sheepishly grinnin' at the thought of havin' a ball for the night. Will treads behind him grins maliciously. He follows Hudson to his apartment. He leaves the premises of the bank citin' he wants to make an urgent call. Emma accepts his plea grants him the permission to go out for half an hour. She is still wet in her thoughts of havin' Hudson for the night. Will thanks her for the permission marks out of the bank and follows Hudson to the parkin' lot. He hides behind the cars to mark Hudson leave the premises, starts his car, follows him behind. EXTERNAL: CHESNUT AVENUE -DAY Will drives across Boylston street to Chestnut avenue. It's a 2.7 mile drive to Hudson's apartment via Riverway. Hudson drives across the busy streets stops his car in Forbes street in the meter parkin'. US is pretty systematic with coined meter parkings everywhere to park the car. The meters are set for a certain time dependin' on the quarters coined in. For each quarter the typical meter parkin' time is 15 minutes. Hudson sets in 2 quarters to park for 30 minutes. The apartment he resides in is a beautiful duplex with 5 bedrooms. All the bedrooms have an attached bathroom and one of the master bedrooms has a locker where he safely guarded his $200,000 cash. Will marks the apartment as Hudson walks into it. He measures the nearby premises,, eyes that the place is habituated with residents forseein' no danger in the night. The plan of lootin' the money is ramblin' in his head. A clear thought strikes in his head when he discerns a manhole just outside Hudson's apartment connectin' to his apartment. Will smiles franatically at his idea quickly turns his car towards Mozart street, a parallel one to Forbes towards a gas station. He gaits into the gas station, uses a penny to call his best friend Marlon. The call rings. MARLON Hello. WILL Hey brother, have got the best news for you. MARLON What? WILL Remember I was tellin' you about this wealthy millionaire, Hudson? MARLON Yeah, the South African settled here in Boston. WILL Yeah. He's got his cash. MARLON Holy mama, how much? WILL A full $200,000 in his bedroom. MARLON woooooooooooh... WILL Yeah. Be ready today to knock his place off. I checked out his apartment made a mental sketch with his layout. We can be all set for the thriller. MARLON I would be there brother. You got a plan? WILL Yes, a perfect one to get his mullah. Every inch is pictured in my head. I ain't goin' wrong. MARLON What's the plan? WILL I shall share it with you in the night. I would come down to your place at 8 pm. The act is at 2 am. MARLON Excellent, see you here. WILL Sure, bye. MARLON Bye. Will hangs up the phone. He shreds over a penny from his pocket. That's one pretty excited penny spent by Will. The car engine starts, Will speeds towards Boylston street back to the bank. The night entrusts us with suspense as Will wafts past the Mozart street. The dust sheets out from the ground in the background. The suspense begins. CHAPTER 70 EXTERNAL: BEECHER STREET -NIGHT Will's old Dodge car wafts past the street of Beecher in cold November night. The fall season has come to an end and we are in for the winter. The clock ticks 1:30 am. Marlon seated in the passenger seat knows the plan and he ticks his boxes for the robbery. Will wears a LL Bean Goatskin leather jacket gets down from his car. He prefers this jacket as it is dark in color and is a camouflage to the night. Will takes a double braid nylon rope from the rear. It has a nylon core inside a cover for its durability and shock-absorption. We would get to know the purpose of this rope in a few minutes. Marlon discerns Will as he gets down from the car. The cold air whisks past his nostrils as he gasps in breadth for a second. He frictions his cold hands to generate heat and whip the cold. The two friends gaze at each other to see if they are ready for the rob. Will leers at Marlon and gives a thumps up sign. A wooden stick of the size of a baseball bat is picked up by Will. As basic as it may seem, a wooden stick used as a hammer is perhaps the first weapon implemented by humans. Along with the stick, he carries a match box, a cotton cloth and a bag of coal. The cloth is tied around the wooden stick. The coal and kindling are tied to its end. Kindling are dry grass, small chucks of wood and twigs. He ties the kindling to create fire. Marlon and Will are ready for the big robbery. They serenely walk makin' sure they don't step onto the mist grass. They run on their heels taking small steps. Marlon gauges the surrounding, the street is empty. The clock ticks 1:45 am. Will marks a sewage hole. They tread towards the sewage hole and prepare to enter in. To enter in, Will unbolts the sewage man hole. He treads down the sewage stairs cautiously and Marlon observes him. There is absolute darkness beneath the sewage hole. Marlon patiently descends the stairs, the slippery stairs does not understand the brave act put up by these two young thieves offers no shear to his motion. Marlon being blinded by the wet stairs loses a step and topples down into the gutter. Will howls at Marlon for being untidy. Marlon yucks at himself, takes off his shirt and throws it into the gutter. Will slaps him for leaving off the evidence. Marlon stands up and apologizes, thinks for the best option, wraps the shirt in a corn husk bag, rolls the bag and bundles it into the backpack. Will asks Marlon to stop jesting around. Will matches the wooden stick to create light. He tacitly avoids the sewage and walks on the side walk of the gutter. There is absolute silence in the dark. Will quietly takes a right turn and walks down the long path towards Hudson's building. The long braided rope is waiting to be tested for its durability to lift the two bloody fellas up into the first floor where Hudson's five bedroom apartment is situated. A ring sized metal hook is tied to one end of the braided rope and is tossed up in the air. The hook gets latched onto the metal pipe on the first storied. Will smugs at his early success gives a frenzy look to Marlon. Marlon leers. Will ties the other end of the rope around his waist and tries to climb up. Marlon observes his experienced man make attempts to climb. Will has loads of knowledge in rock climbin', prefes to climb the rope first. He uses the skill to angle the rope to different degrees as he gallantly pushes himself up. The gravity tries to pull him towards the ground. Will does not back out. If he misses one climb, he would see himself in Boston general hospital for multiple fractures around his neck, head and lower back. Being fearless is a necessary trade to a thief but being adroit is an quintessential requirement. Will perspires in his hands as he attempts to reach the top. His hands feel it had gone past its yield point and they break down. Will loses balance as he slips off from the rope. Marlon howls at Will as he watches Will trip. The brave man senses the fall somersaults in mid air and hangs onto the top metal pipe, embracing the hook. He kisses his fortunes and rolls up the pipe gallantly reaching the first floor. Marlon totes his emotions in happiness witnessin' his friend's success. It's now Marlon's turn to show his artistry. Marlon is not used to climbin' nor is he as adept as Will in showin' his heroic skills. The two had discussed this section before on how to make Marlon get to the first storied. Marlon turns off the light from the wooden stick and keeps it in the backpack. He does this move to not lit the rope with fire as he climbs the rope. Marlon and Will do not wish to talk at this time as they sense they may wake up rodents and bats in the gutter. Marlon ties the rope around his waist until it is faithful to his waist. Will holds the other end of the rope feels his weight. Will shows us why he is appointed as a security guard in the first place at the Boston private bank. He indeed can flex his muscles and give a guy a beat. He twirls the rope and lifts the five foot seven inches Marlon effortlessly. His friend is hefty for his height, but today he feels like a elephant. Will uses all his muscle to lift up the big man. Marlon ambits to the top and pulls himself up to the first storied. The two friends chest bump each other as they win against their first dare. Mr. Hudson's apartment is right on the first storied. The drain of his toilet runs to the pipes. Will and Marlon engage their second plan. They take out from their bags two transparent plastic rain coats and a oxygen mask bought at Nordstrom Rack Newbury, in Boylston street. The two rain coats cost them $40 and the oxygen masks cost about $100. Will tries to keep his expenses to a low to sketch his plans into actions. The two dud themselves up in the raincoats and cover their face with the oxygen mask. Will treads inside the pipe connecting to Hudson's toilet drain. He speedily pushes the drain water to swim across the pipe. The raincoats assists him to stay dry. Marlon accompanies him who has an unique skill to hold his breath under water for long hours and use the oxygen mask moderately. Will however is not a great swimmer rushes quickly towards the toilet drain. The hastiness induces the oxygen mask to crack open. Will pants for oxygen. The sewage water smacks his face. He stifles inside the pipe and suffocates. The water continues to irk his pain. He calls in for help. Marlon discerns the pantin' pulls out his mask and lobs it to Will. Will swiftly catches the mask and wears them. Will's breathin' resonates to order. Marlon holds his breath under water until Will enacts his next plot. The big man plunges out screw driver and hammer from his raincoat. The screw driver unscrews the bolts of the toilet seat and the hammer is used to knock out the latches. The time is tickin' by as Marlon can not hold his breath for long. The bolt loosens and the latches swing open the toilet seat inside Hudson's bathroom. Hudson is inside his bedroom at the wee hours of the night. He does not notice the creaky sound of the toilet cover turnin' in his bathroom. Will unscrews all the screws shoves over the toilet cover and tacitly moves inside the pipe to enter Hudson's apartment. Marlon drinks some of the gutter water manages to hold his breath for few more seconds to exit out from the toilet. He pukes on the bathroom floor. Will gazes his action, hands him a toilet paper. The two have victoriously reached the prey's home and fortuitously finished their second act. The main act of robbin' Hudson's money is waitin'. Will they succeed? The clock is tickin'. EXTERNAL: HUDSON'S APARTMENT - LATE NIGHT Marlon cleanses his vomit and tries to get over the agony of drinkin' gutter water. However, he bethinks the incident and pukes multiple times. Will gawks at him and asks him to be quiet. The duo nervously leer towards Hudson's bedroom. They begin to hear moans of a female who is seekin' an orgasmic pleasure. Is Hudson still awake watchin' an adult film is the question that runs in the strained minds of Will. He slowly opens the bedroom door to peak into the scene. The female on the bed happens to be Emma, the bank officer. She is havin' a hell of a night with Hudson who is seducin' every penny of her ass and lickin' her breasts in sexual anxiety. Hudson has got his desire satisfied as tonight he is able to gratify his hunger and make a women long for him for multiple intercourses. The rich businessman is a married man for the last 5 years. His wife dwells in South Africa and has never been to United States. Hudson prefers to visit his wife in Capetown every six months once. Capetown is a coastal city in South Africa. It is the second-most populous city in South Africa after Johannesburg. Never in his life Hudson has managed to go past single intercourse with his wife as she does not allow him to finish his desire since she does not want to start a family this early. The concept of usin' a condom is a firm no in her family heritage as it is against a happy sex. This made Hudson lust for long sex. Emma too has a past to desire her booty call as she has lost her husband in a plane crash three years back. Her husband was a pilot in Alaska Airlines Flight 1866. The flight crashed into a mountain near Juneau, Alaska, killing about 120 people. The incident left Emma wordless for one entire year. The job at the bank gave her some relief to forget her surfferin'. But Emma is still 30 years old, she has the need to find love on a new soul. The desire to meet a new partner had turned barren as all men wanted her curvy assests and juicy breasts than her heart. In the early years such remarks made Emma cry out her pain to this world. But men will be men, things did not change in their viewpoint. This made Emma a brave women. She started to take set decisions about her desires. She longed for men who had money and would deposit that in her bank as an exchange for her sexual activities. Time has past by and she grew as a most revered woman in the bank bringin' in giant sums of money. Tonight, she knew a massive sum of $200,000 would be pocketed in her bank by the South African sex cravin' businessman, Hudson Theron. The idea of growin' her bank by another $200,000 enticed Emma to satisfy Hudson in every possible manner. The orgasms don't stop and Hudson is in no mood to slide his desire. Will and Marlon are sidetracked watchin' the episode and have forgotten their main purpose to rob Mr. Hudson. Marlon secretly mutters to Will in a low voice. MARLON Dude, look at him, he doesn't stop his intercourse. WILL Shut up, now get to work. MARLON How do we rob him, he's still awake. WILL I have a plan B. MARLON What's that? WILL Just crawl. MARLON What? WILL I said just crawl. MARLON Are you serious, what's your plan? WILL Arghhh.. you always like to hear things before you execute them. Ok, hear me out. You and me would crawl this walkaway into his bedroom. We make absolutely no noise. MARLON Ok, but what if he sees us. The dude is still awake. WILL Did you see him, you just said the dude does not stop his intercourse. Emma is his only sense that he wants to entice. He's in no mood to stop seducin' her. Now, we just crawl down the floor and reach the dresser. We search for the keys in the draw. My bet is that they should be in the second draw. We take the keys, open his wardrobe situated on the left of his dresser. We look for the cash in each drawer. Once we get the cash, we place the keys back to its base position and leave. That's the plan. MARLON Ok, I have a feelin' he would see us. WILL Look, trust me. We won't get caught. He's not lifting his head at this time. He's in the cowgirl position. She still would perk him to the cat position. No way he would look up. Trust me on this. MARLON Man, you sure know your sexual positions. I got to learn these when I go home with Zuda. WILL Shut up and just crawl. MARLON Ok, here we go. Will and Marlon crawl like a worm on the floor. Marlon being an expert swimmer does this easily. Will follows him to the bedroom. The moans don't stop inside the bedroom as Emma is havin' a fancy night with Hudson and they both completed their third intercourse for the night. Marlon reaches the dresser first. Marlon searches the bottom two draws while Will searches the top ones. As Will had guessed it in the first place, the keys are in the second draw. Will's intuition was simple, when a man checks his wardrobe, he sees danger in losin' his keys if he keeps the keys in the top draw as that is the most looked up draw everyday for common dressin' items. While, the lower two draws would never be looked up as it is difficult for any middle aged man to bend down. That tips us to search in the second draw. Will secures the keys crawls his way towards the wardrobe. The wardrobe is atleast 4 feet tall and needs a man to stand up to open the lock. Will did not speak this issue to Marlon when he was narratin' the plan. The fact of standin' inside a man's bedroom and openin' his wardrobe while he is awake sounds perilous to any seasoned thief. Marlon discerns Will as how he would open the wardrobe. Will has thought all out while he was watchin' the two lustful souls lurin' each other. He marks his friend to stay down for a while. Marlon doesn't understand. But Will signals him with a thumps up sign to trust him. The friend trusts his best partner in crime. The moments pass by. The two watch the couple make intercourse for ten minutes. Finally, Will's plan was put to use. As he had predicted the couple change to cat position where both stay flat on the bed cuddlin' one another. In this nick of time, Will gets up from his position and serenely opens the wardrobe door and quickly takes the cash from the wardrobe and bum, flat he reaches the floor. The entire act was completed in ten seconds. Marlon gazes the moment in awe. Will signals his friend to start crawlin' towards the bathroom. The friends get out of the bedroom and as they crawl they give the couple a farewell kiss in the air for givin' them a double bonanza, one a free live sex video and two a mammoth sum of $200,000. This would call for a mad celebration. Before we ponder at their celebration, Will and Marlon make sketches to plan their way out. The duo enter the bathroom and plan to get out of the apartment in the same way as they entered. Will remembers that there is only one oxygen mask for the two and Will needs them as he is a not so great swimmer and would pant his life out if he does not get enough oxygen. Marlon assures Will that he can stay afloat and reach the sewage gutter in no time by holdin' his breath. The two friends smack their fists in confidence. Marlon plunges into the pipe and swims his way towards the gutter. Will wears his oxygen mask, carefully screws all the bolts of the toilet and leaves the arena as if none entered the scene. Both the friends swim across the pipe and exit out of the pipe into the gutter. This time no heroics had to be displayed by either of them to climb down the rope onto the ground. Finally, they exit the sewage hole and discern if the street is empty. The clock ticks 4 am. Hudson breaks out from his sex, cuddles Emma and sleeps without knowin' who had breached into his apartment. As for as the friends are concerned they are rich by $200,000 and can proudly drink a beer next morning to celebrate their first robbery. The duo quietly reach the car, start the engine and zoom they flee past the crime scene. The next mornin' newspapers would let public know about the crime. Until then Hudson and Emma indulged in an expensive sex losin' out a mammoth $200,000. CHAPTER 71 SWIMMING SESSION 2 - MORNING As Will gets rich by a mammoth $200,000, here in Boston avenue, Matt sleeps in his apartment having packets of weed next to him. Matt has puffed tonnes of weed last night to beat his fear. However, he is not able to fight it out. He mewled all morning to fight his fear but courage doesn't recognize him. Finally he dozed off at 5 am. Meanwhile, George arrives at the apartment entrance and rings the door bell. Aleksandra walks up to the door and discerns it is George. She feels happy that in spite of duel between the two friends on their last swimming session, George has come down to teach Matt swimming. Aleksandra knows all about the fight as she was watching furtively yesterday's swimming session from the bushes. She wants her son to come out of the rutt and wishes George can aid him in the process. She opens the door for George and asks him to come in. George enters the house and enquires about Matt. Aleksandra mewls and says Matt is still alseep. George gets very annoyed and angry over Matt. He calms himself down and thinks of a plan to teach Matt a lesson. Aleksandra meanwhile prepares coffee for George. She heads over to the kitchen. Mr. Langer walks out from the washroom after finishing his morning routine. He discerns George and wishes him. LANGER Hey George, you are up so early. I guess Matt is still sleeping. Wait, I would wake him up. GEORGE Hello Mr. Langer, yes I have decided to come early today so that Matt can learn swimming before it gets too hot. Mr. Langer smiles at him and nods with a wink. He goes to Matt's room and knocks the door. LANGER Matt, wake up. George is here. You need to go swimming now. Matt hears his dad's words and wakes up. He goes to the door entrance half asleep and opens the door. His room smells shitty because of weed. Langer smells the smoke but doesn't want to create a ruckus. Matt has promised he would quit smoking soon. Mr. Langer trusts his words and stays quiet. Matt greets his dad. Mr. Langer kisses him on his forehead and says, LANGER Matt, get ready for your swimming lessons. George is here. Matt discerns George who waves at him with a coffee cup in hand. Aleksandra had given him the coffee while Langer and Matt were talking. Matt is not overjoyed with George's presence as he still remembers the swimming session he had yesterday. He was panting for breath under water. Today, he fears whether he can swim or atleast float. Matt talks to his dad, Dad, should I go today. I had a terrible time yesterday. I don't think I can swim. Mr. Langer gives him a word of assurance. He reminds him of his promise and overcoming his small fears. LANGER Matt, yesterday was just the first day. You were scared. But today would be a different game all together. Why don't you get ready and try it out. I will ask George to go easy on you today. Remember we had a promise. I know my son would keep promises. MATT I am afraid dad. But I did make a promise to you. I would try swimming again. But if it doesn't work, I think I have to live with the fear of water for the rest of my life. Langer takes his son closer and hugs him. He assures things would be just fine today. He asks Matt to get ready and come out for swimming. Matt nods and gets into the washroom. Langer walks out of his room and goes to meet George. Mr. Langer is a worried man today as it is last day for Matt to overcome his small fear, otherwise they would not be able to make Matt beat his fear and all the more not be able to make him talk to Will and Rianna. He discusses with George, LANGER George, today we need to teach Matt a big lesson. I don't know what you would do but you got to make him a pro in swimming. George too wishes to teach Matt a lesson for havin' woke up late for swimming class but doesn't have an idea of what to do. He tells Langer about it. Langer thinks for a while and gets a exquisite idea. He asks George to wait in the living room for a while and have his coffee as he walks towards Matt's bedroom. George agrees to Langer's request and sips his coffee. Meanwhile, Langer slowly walks into Matt's room and opens his drawer. He discerns packets of weed in his draw and tacitly takes them and puts them in his pocket. Matt is busy taking his shower and hence doesn't know about his dad's motive. Mr. Langer quietly shuts Matt's bedroom door and bursts into the living room. He hands over the packets of weed to George and asks him to lean forward. George agrees. Langer whispers the first-rate trick he has in mind to forge Matt to beat his fear. George pays attention to the trick and grins in excitement. He says in beaming voice, GEORGE This shit would definitely work Mr. Langer. I'm up for it. Langer hugs George and pleads him to build courage into Matt's psyche. George is super confident with the scheme that he feels he can teach Matt a lesson. Meanwhile, Matt finishes his shower and strides into the living room. He discerns George and Mr. Langer perch on the couch and reading newspaper. Matt speaks out loud that he is ready to learn swimming for one last time. Langer folds the newspaper and winks at George. George silently gives a thumps up sign. George buzzes Matt to come by the pool. Matt concurs and strolls behind him. He goes to the shower room to change to swimming clothes. Matt treads closer to George and descants, MATT George, today is the last day I am going to take your harassment. I am not going to learn swimming hereafter if I don't beat my fear today. George grins hard. He assures him that he would make sure he learns swimming today. As Matt is ready to set foot into the pool, George takes out the weed packets from his pocket and plashes them onto the pool. Matt looks stunned as his weed bags are slinged into the pool. He howls at George, MATT You mother fucking cunt, that's all my weed. Why did you throw them? GEORGE Matt, the best way to beat your fear is to meet it solidly. Now, if you want your weed go ahead and swim and zap them up. Matt is livid with George. He knows he has to swim to get his treasure. He makes the first attempt to swim. He swamps big time. He gasps for breath. He holds the bar at the edges of the pool to get support. Matt secures the packets that are near the edge of the pool. But there are tonnes of weed out at the center of the pool. Matt has to swim forward and back to set the weed onto the ground. Matt calls George dirty names and quips for help. George grins and ambles to the lounge chair by the pool and earns himself a tan bath. Matt gets frenzied. George utters only one word. GEORGE Float, Float, Float. Matt understands that he has to float to get to the center of the pool. He struggles to stay afloat but drowns again. He catches the bar at the edge of the pool and cusses George. MATT You bastard how do I float? GEORGE Think Matt, observe how the weed packets are floating? Remember what I told you yesterday, you need to be like a feather to float. Matt watches the padded bag of weed and how it floats despite its mass. He thinks and self talks The padded bag is not as light as feather to stay afloat in water. There is buoyancy that makes them float. I need to make sure I displace the right amount of water downwards so that the water pushes the same amount upwards in order to float. Lemme try that. Matt calculates how much water he needs to displace to balance his weight. He infers he needs to push twice as hard as he is doing now to displace the right amount of water. He manages to give a try. MATT Now, I have to make my right arm go up and left arm down and paddle twice as hard than I do it now. He goes with the action. BAM... he starts to displace water and proceeds forward and floats. George watches him in awe. He trudges closer to the pool in zest. GEORGE That's it Matt, you are floating now. Matt is euphoric that he is floating. He moves closer to the paddle bad of weed at the center of the pool and hoards them up. He floats back to the edge of the pool and stations the bag onto the ground. He fist pumps and jumps in the pool in joy. As he jumps he drowns. But this time he quelled his fear as displaces enough water with him arms to rise up. He feels ecstatic and bawls in excitement. MATT George, I can float you mother fucker. I can fucking swim as well. George doesn't mind Matt using cuss words on him as his plans worked. He leaps in joy. Matt requests George to jump into the pool. George takes off his clothes and THUD!! springs into the pool. Matt floats like a feather. He displaces the right amount of water every time he swims that George gapes in awe at his precision. Matt shares his joy with George, MATT Dude, this shit is like trans. I feel like I am havin' weed. Jesus, I didn't know swimming is heaven. GEORGE Told you buddy. Now, promise me you wouldn't smoke weed any more. MATT I would stop, I promise. I need time. But I know I found an alternative. I have smacked my fear. I should be grateful to you and dad. GEORGE Ahh... cut that bullshit. We all want you to get back to normal. I want you to face Will and Rianna and tell them all your story. You should clobber off your mother fucking fear MATT I will. I promise. GEORGE Excellent, so wish to swim more? MATT Oh yeah. GEORGE Then bring it on buddy. I would drill you with two more strokes, butterfly and breast stroke. Matt masters both these strokes and swims for another 2 hours. His longing for weeds is past now. He has found swimming as a new sedative. He has quashed his small fear. He has the nerve to meet his biggest fear, Will and Rianna. The afternoon sun gleams in pride having witnessed a hero conquering his fear. The sun continues to shine as Matt and George swim and achieve tranquility... CHAPTER 72 ANOTHER ROBBERY -AFTERNOON Will braces up for another robbery. He blueprints a plan to defraud an office manager at Westwood, 24 miles from Boston Private bank. He tops the office manager as his location is long way away from the bank to safeguard himself from being caught by the cops. The manager has just drawn away $100,000 from the Boston private bank. Will overhears Emma's jive with the manager. Emma blubbers her expensive night with Mr. Hudson to him. She cautions the manager to be circumspect with the money as she reveals the con to be very slick with his tricks. Will smirks in pride as he savors the scent of robbing Mr. Hudson. He serenely overhears their chat. The office manager reassures her that he would be overcautious with the money and wouldn't allow any blockhead to rob him. He tips her the secret that the money would be safely guarded in Westwood office where even a slimmest movement is recorded by the CCTV cameras. Will smirks as he has prepared himself with major covers to game the manager. The managers steps out from Emma's office and out whisks Will to his usual outdoor security door to bow out to his bank's customers. Will has inwardly scribbled down his office address to plunder the cash. The night avers to be a spine-chilling con game as the office manager zings in his car. ROBBERY NIGHT AT WESTWOOD Will and Marlon are dead set tonight. They have set out their game plan to rip off the manager in his own office. Will knows the place, Marlon learns the plot. He understands Will needs his hand outside the office to sinker the mission. The two sketch out the scenes of conning the manager and before they carry out the game, they puff an ounce of weed through their nostrils. The thrill of robbing the scanty little manager and the high from the weed sets the two to barge onto the bloodcurdling night. Will takes his car, Marlon sets his seat belt straight and DAFT !!! They VROOM... in the car. The car ticks 120 mph, the cops are busy supervising the highway. The street is empty with the clock ticking 1:30 am. Will enters Westwood street, parks his car couple of blocks away from the office. Marlon gets off the car and whisks towards the AVIS rental car, a chevy Camaro, 55NZ V plate number. He has booked the car in the morning to use it to full for the game. Marlon rests in the car until Will embarks his plot. Will gazes the lone security guard dabbling in the street. He needs to scram the guard away from his place. The clock ticks 1:45 am. A chevy camaro whisks past the office and DANG !!!crashes into the post. The air bags balloon up with Marlon beetling tight against the steering. The mission starts. The security guard heeds the car crash and DRAT!! he races towards the scene. The car is bonked to the post and Marlon down unconscious. The guard calls 911, he spews water onto Marlon's face. Marlon rises up with the airbags jamming to his chest. The guard calmly lifts him as Marlon shoves the door and breaks out from the car. The guard enquires about his safety, the con gives him a smile. The ambulance rushes in and the cops barge into the scene. Will's plan has worked to the T. The guard is off the scene, busy assisting Marlon. Will zips through the office gate and DANG!!! enters the office. He only has few minutes to con before the guard bursts into the building. Will's plot is to first switch off all the CCTV cameras. He games the show. The clock ticks 2:00 am. Will parts a portable ruby laser out from his bag. He had bought the laser from his friend who works in a radio station at Massachusetts radio company. He focuses the laser light onto the first camera at the entrance door, and DIM... the CCTV generates a black image. The CCTV camera uses auto-exposure to ensure a constant well-lit picture. The moment Will stirs up the laser, the camera adjusts the exposure to the light provided by the laser and everything turned black. Will continues to lit the laser onto the CCTV camera as he whizzes past the security room. He trots into the Office manager room and in he discerns four CCTV cameras. He has to turn all of them black but our guy has got just one laser. His mind thinks a gazillion ideas, he stays still and takes out three mirrors from his bag. He places the mirrors into a triangle form and ZOOM... he focuses the laser light onto one mirror. The reflection of the laser light from the mirror dips into other mirrors and off turns all the CCTV cameras into black. Will smirks at his pro skills. He treads towards the locker where the stash is placed. One final puzzle to solve. How to open the locker? Will smirks as he spews an ounce of small white powder onto the key hole, it is grenade. He possesses the powder from Marlon who has connection with mafia in Boston. Marlon's wife Zuda is a sister of a black thug who deals with arms. Marlon keeps the news a secret to stay at peace with cops. Will musters a plan to Marlon about befriending with his brother-in-law to obtain the powder. Marlon grins and accepts the proposal. He acquires the grenade dust as Will sneers at the news and balls in delight. He spews the grenade dust onto the key hole. He drops a fire and BOOM... the locker bursts open. He discerns the stash and beams in pride. Will gathers the cash in ado. He feels thrilled with his deft skills. He races out from the office, plops the mirrors into the bag and whizzes past the office and VROOM... gushes out to the outdoor gate. The security guard continues to listen to Marlon's spiel as the cops enquire about his well-being. Marlon notes Will pointing his laser light and marks the game is complete. Marlon politely explains the cops he is good and able to go home on his own. The cops concur to his plea, leave the scene, and the towing van tows away his car. Marlon profusely thanks the security guard for saving his life and presents him with a $100 check. The guard savors the gift hugs him and bids him a goodbye. The friends flee from the scene with a resounding amount of $100,000. The guard never knows who conned him and as far as the manager is concerned, he is a moneyless soul who would mewl in the morning. The friends, they are big fish now who are inching their stash towards half a million dollars. Until their next game, they lay underground and pray for another schmuck. The night too falls for them with winds ringing their names as the car zings at 120 mph. POLICE REACH THE SCENE - MORNING The dawn billows for a new day. The guard rolls out from his chair. The cars horde the parking lot and people jam the office. They perch onto their cubicle chairs. The office manager barges into the office. He treads towards his closet with a cup of coffee. As he sups his hot brewing coffee, he secerns the locker wrecked open. The coffee cup errs from his hand, THUD... breaks down. The manager yells in pain. The guard dashes in from the door. He discerns the scene, falls flat unconscious. The men stir him up, splash water onto his face. He rises up. Looks at the scene, beats his chest and cries hard. He looks into the eyes of the manager who gives him a violent lion look. The guard fears. The office manager races towards the guard and howls at him. He calls him names, cusses his mother, swears at him in filthy language, finally raises his hands to belt him, but controls his temper. He mewls at the turn of events. OFFICE MANAGER What have you done you Mother fucker, where's the cash. SECURITY GUARD I don't know sir, I was awake all night. OFFICE MANAGER You douchebag, did you see anyone suspicious in the night? SECURITY GUARD No I didn't. I was here all night. OFFICE MANAGER Then dumber, then what happened to the stash. I need to call the cops. I have my doubts on you. SECURITY GUARD Sir, I did not take the money. I swear. OFFICE MANAGER Shut up. The office manager rings 911 and explains the situation. The police station takes on the case, wires the information to the cops patrolling nearby Westhood. The cops acquire the message. 911 OFFICE We have a robbery near 54th, Westwood, Allfarm office. POLICE We are on our way to the scene, Over. 911 OFFICE Roger that. Over Within the next ten minutes the police arrive to the place. The cops discern the scene, look at the doors all sealed in. The forensics also arrive at the scene. They mark no finger prints. They eye the con to be a pro. The police search for clues. They enquire the office manager. POLICE So, you are the manager. OFFICE MANAGER Yes, sir. POLICE When did you leave the office? OFFICE MANAGER At 6 pm. POLICE Hmmm... Who was in the office after you left? OFFICE MANAGER I was the last to leave. The security guard was outside all night. POLICE Ok, you may please sit. The office manager takes a seat and mewls hard at the loss of his hard earned cash. The police serenely walks towards the guard. The manager reckons he is the thief. He howls at him. The police asks him to be quiet. The cop wringer the guard who fears in dread. He records the same message that he was awake and did not witness any odd action in the night. The police pester him with questions, POLICE So you did not see any unusual actions? SECURITY GUARD No sir. POLICE Did any one come to you for help. SECURITY GUARD No sir. Wait a minute... Ahh.. yes, there was an accident yesterday night. POLICE Where? SECURITY GUARD Just here, couple of blocks from Allfarm. I heard a loud thud noise and DASH... I raced to witness the scene. POLICE Who were involved in the accident? SECURITY GUARD Just one, his name is, I don't know his name. He was tall, six feet tall and lean. And yeah, he was black. POLICE What happened to him? SECURITY GUARD I saw a car being dashed to the pole. The victim was unconscious. I raced to the scene and helped him out. Splashed water onto his face. He started breathing. The cops arrived at the scene. I was listening to their words until the guy said he was fine and can go home alone. The towing van towed away his car. POLICE So, you were with him until he felt OK and left. SECURITY GUARD Yes, sir. POLICE How long were you there with him? SECURITY GUARD For half an hour. POLICE Was there anyone guiding the office then? SECURITY GUARD No sir. POLICE Hmmm... so for half an hour the office was unguarded. SECURITY GUARD Yes, sir. POLICE That's the time the con played his game and swindled the money. The manager ascents from the seat and howls at the guard. The police calm him down. The theft happened around 2:00 am, the doors are not cracked. So the police guess that the con had duplicate keys. The CCTV cameras are all blacked out, the police suspect the con had used a metal and a laser to shine light onto the cameras to shun them out. He is a pro, quips one of the cops to the manager. The other cop signals to the manager, POLICE The con must be someone who knows you got the stash in your office. He must be following you for sometime. OFFICE MANAGER But, I didn't tell anyone about the cash. I had only based the stash yesterday, even the guard doesn't know there was cash in my office. I took out money from the bank and felt office is much safer place to keep the cash. POLICE So the bank knows you were going to keep the stash in the office. OFFICE MANAGER Yes, oh my god, now I get it. Emma told me to be careful with the cash, as they was a theft at Mr. Hudson's house when Emma was with him. She told me the con was very slick with his tricks as he robbed Mr. Hudson when the two were in the house. POLICE What were they doing in the house when the thief entered? OFFICE MANAGER Ahhh.. they were in the bedroom making out, you know what I mean. The con arrived directly to their bedroom and robbed them under their eyes. POLICE Son of a prick. OFFICE MANAGER I should have been more careful with the money after she warned me. POLICE Don't worry, I think, we got a clue. Let's go to the bank. Ask the guard to join us. OFFICE MANAGER Yes, sir. The police rush to the car and out they hunt for the con. The chase begins... POLICE AT THE BANK -MORNING Not many people conk the bank today. It's Thursday morning with crowd still hustling in their office before they can set their foot inside the bank. Will'e eyes look grimy after the venturous night yesterday. He smirks at the customers brooding over the fact that he is richer than them by a zillion times. He reflects on the robbery and feels he has become a pro at his new skill. He longs for one more con game, probably a sum of another $200,000 to make a tally of half a million dollars. He wishes to go back to his girl, Savannah with his moolah. Her name flashes a scent of smile to his face. He reflects his time with her, playing with her, singing for her and even turning a con for her. He yearns her to have the love, money and the richness. To him his girl is everything. As he shuts his eyes, a police officer charges towards him and howls at him. POLICE Hey, is your officer Emma there? WILL Yes, but may I know why you are here? POLICE It's none of your business. The police officer marches inside the bank as the office manager and the security guard barge in behind him. Will discerns them with fear as his hands tend to shiver. He dashes towards Emma's office and eavesdrops the conversation. POLICE We are in from the Allfarm office. There was a theft in the office and the manager lost out his cash. We suspect the thief is from this bank. So, please cooperate in our investigation. EMMA My god, the con has done it again. I told you to be careful with your money. He should not get away from this. Officer, if you think the con belongs among us, you have all the rights to search this place. We shall cooperate. POLICE Thanks, Miss Emma. Will shudders in horror. He develops cold feet. He swiftly scrams to his security door. The police begin their investigation first with Emma as she was the one who knew about the cash withdrawal. POLICE So Miss. Emma, is there anyone aside from you who know about the cash withdrawal? EMMA Yes, the bank clerk, Julie. POLICE Excellent, can we talk to her. EMMA Yeah, sure. Emma calls her intercom and asks Julie to set in. Julie abides by her plea and walks to the room. EMMA Julie, the officer wants to ask you few questions. Please cooperate. JULIE Sure, ma'm. POLICE You can please have a seat, if you don't mind Miss Emma. EMMA No problem. Julie, you can take a seat at the front. JULIE Thanks. POLICE So Miss. Julie, did you talk to anyone about the manager withdrawing his cash yesterday. JULIE No sir, I didn't. My officer did not want the news to drop out. POLICE Good. May I ask what you did last night after you finished work. JULIE I went straight home and cooked dinner for my kids. I went straight to bed after that. POLICE Do you have any witness who can tell us you were in your apartment. JULIE Yeah, my kids and my baby sitter who was with us all night. POLICE Thanks, you may leave now. JULIE Thanks. Julie departs from the scene and gets back to her usual Thursday routine of clocking the customers for the day. The police reckons she is not the thief as her answers were straight, fast and crisp. The officer investigates few other employees but none give him evidence. The officer strongly feels the con is from the bank. He discerns Will outside the bank and whizzes towards him. Will's face turns red. He quivers the cop at his side. The officer looks him into the eye. Will sweats... POLICE So how long have you been a security guard? WILL For little over three months. POLICE You have been here for just three months and there have been two thefts. WILL Yes, sir. Will sweats hastily. The police enquire about why he is so muddled and tensed. Will quips that he had never been summoned by cops. The police continue to question him. POLICE So do you know this manager? WILL No sir, I don't recollect. The cop nods. He discerns the security guard of Allfarm and enquires if he happened to identify Will. The guard answers in negative. The clock ticks 12 noon. The police finishes his investigation. Will signs a breather. The cop warns all the bank staff. Rain gushes in heavily to scent an air of tremor. The police officer along with the manager and the guard move out in their cars. Will treads in hastily towards the telephone booth to call Marlon. Marlon lifts the call. Will voices out the total scene. He gabs him to stay low until the mess is culled. Marlon concurs to his idea. He descants him to stay calm. The rain continues to downpour weightily as Will lights a cigarette and puffs out smoke to stay unruffled. The street is doused in water and mud. Will puffs his last cigarette, breathes in respite. CHAPTER 73 GIRLS RECOLLECTION Bread crusts with flank steak are dined in by Mr. and Mrs. Saintillans, Rianna's parents. Mr. Saintillan spots super thick glasses like Matt, well ironed red polo T-shirt with white dress pants. He is cool, unruffled and undeniably loves his daughter. Rianna loves Matt as she discerns her father in him. Kiera, Rianna's mother is a tough and strict woman. She never devoted her time with Rianna, but rather on make up and extra club activities. She wishes Rianna to emulate her personality. Rianna hates her, feels her mother is a monster. She wishes to leave the place, never see her after marriage. She dreads how her father handles her tantrums. She deems he is a poor soul. Mr. Saintillan on the other hand loves his wife. His is a love marriage. The two cared for each other when they were in college, but over time, her mother stopped bothering him and spent most time in club activities. Yet, he loves her. Today, the two want to discuss her daughter's love life. They are single-minded on the fact that Rianna should move on from Matt. Mr. Saintillan lowers his fork, wipes his mouth with a Kleenex, adjusts his Bulgari spectacles, leers at Rianna. SAINTILLAN Rianna, you should probably move on from him. Rianna downs her glass of milk, her eyes turn moist. SAINTILLAN He is not coming back. You have waited for him for nearly four months. I would talk to Mr. Watson, his son is a good guy, he would be ideal for you. Rianna cries. Her mother musters the nuts and chews them. Rianna pleads her dad to give her one more chance. RIANNA Dad, I love him. He is the best thing that happened to me. I was happy because he made me smile. I don't want to lose him. He is going through a tough phase. He tremors his fear. I saw him meet his fear. He needs help. I wish to descant with him. I would bring him to me. He is mine, mine forever. Saintillan wipes his tears. He continues to dine his steak and doesn't utter any word. He understands true love. Kiera on the other hand bawls at Rianna to leave him. KIERA Rianna, Matt is a schizo. The guy is doing drugs. He has hardly seen you. I don't think he would come back? I don't want my daughter to swinger around a weirdo. Forget him forever. Rianna howls at her mother. RIANNA Mom, he is a champ. He's stuck with issues. He would shunt out his fear and sweep me off my feat. I know he would definitely come back to me. I don't want you dabbling. If you say more, I would tread out from this house. KIERA You are sucked by his charm. He is no more than a geek. I shouldn't have brought this alliance. He is a dishrag. RIANNA I know he is a geek. I love that geek. Now you hold your tongue, else I would spiel you words. KIERA How dare you talk to your mother like that? I raised you. I care for you. You ought to forget him. RIANNA What mom, you raised me? Where? You were always interested in your make up and extra club activities. You never cared for me. You thought your beauty dropped off because I was born. You never gave me motherly love. But Matt is different, he gave me true love. He cared for me like his wife. Our first date was exceptional. I fell in love after our date. He is a thorough gentleman like dad. I wish to marry him and that's final. KIERA How dare you talk to me as if I never cared for you? I love you Rianna, that's what matters. I want you to marry Mr. Watson's son and be happy with him. If you don't oblige I will see your end and that's final. RIANNA 'F' you... Rianna raises from her seat and barges into the bedroom, whacks the door hard, THUD!!! Her mother bawls at her for using cuss words on her. She mewls, dashes into the kitchen and weeps hard. Mr. Saintillan runs to the kitchen, pacifies her, leers at her, comforts her and assures her that his daughter would oblige her. He bags her to stay taut, kisses her forehead, soothes her to have dinner. Kiera rests on his chest, wishes her daughter's life recurs to normalcy. Saintillan hugs her, vows things shall return to equilibrium. Meanwhile, Rianna sobs hard in her bedroom, utters Matt's name multiple times, trashes her psychology books, breaks the wall clock and howls him to come back. The love between Matt and Rianna forges the clouds to beat in anger, provoking turbulent thunderstorms. The gods too want the two to be one. The rain gushes down heavily to see the two together. Rianna cries hard for her lover, her man, Matt Bailey to come back into her life. He is her love, her first love. She mewls hard on the bed. The rain outside continues to pour hard. The wall clock on the floor ticks every second, 1,2,3.... The sun rises in the east. It is 6:00 am. Savannah sups up her morning coffee. She discerns her photo frame with Will at the constitution beach. The picture portrays Savannah kissing Will on his lips under the dark sunset. She mewls hard discerning at the photo frame. Plenty of things have changed from the time Will parted out with her. Savannah started working in a beauty salon shop. She's trying hard to meet her ends. She hasn't talked to Will for four months. She doesn't know Will's whereabouts. The last time she treaded to his restaurant working place, the manager chided her with names. He notified her of calling cops if she talks to him again or inquire about Will. Savannah discovers Will's bicker with the manager and his upshot with him. She understands Will would not find a chef job, hence, she worries for him. She wishes to talk to Marlon and inquire about Will. But Will warned Marlon not to meet her. Marlon too keeps a distance with her. However, things have changed over the last two weeks. Will is a rich man, he is preparing stash to give her more love, money and luxury than she ever imagined. Will wishes to marry her, but Savannah doesn't cognize that. She treads towards Will's room, switches on the record he had written for the Hayden music group and listens to the song. WILL'S SONG When I see you, I see light in the dark. When I think about you, you are my only thought. When I know you don't exist, I don't know who I.m. Who am I my dear. I'm you my love, I'm you. Savannah mewls hard at the lyrics. She weeps hard as to why Will left her. She wants him back, she wants him to complete her, be her love and walk down the aisle with her. She hopes he would bend on his knees and propose to her, kiss her on the big day and marry her. She weeps hard. She wishes to meet him, talk to him, ask him to get back to music, but feels she has no plans, no folks to help her. Matt turned out to be a back stabber, ruined Will's dream of doing music. She is not going to forgive him, wishes Matt is dead. Plenty of thoughts run in her mind, she desires Will to be back. That's her wish to gods. She prays Jesus, signs the cross, kisses the lord, shuts her eyes crying for her best friend and her soul mate Will Wagner. CHAPTER 74 MATT SWIMS - MORNING Matt jumps into the pool with George gleaming with joy that his best buddy has found a new kick in life. Matt floats like a fluff. He careens into the pool, easing off a lovely butterfly stroke. He has bested his small fear, WATER... George meanwhile lunges into the pool making the water caress him with love. He dives into the pool, dips under water and holds his breath. Matt gleams at his friend and wishes him to outrun his personal best time of under water breathing. George lingers inside, the clock ticks 4 minutes. Matt yells out loud requesting him to stay inside for one more minute. The words reach George's ear and he perseveres. The clock ticks 4 minutes 45 seconds. George bettered his earlier record of 4 minutes 40 seconds. We do have to discern that George had timed 5 minutes when none of his friends clocked him. Today he dares to beat that. The clock ticks 5 minutes 10 seconds. Eleven, Twelve, Thirteen, George rises up panting for air. The clock is stopped at 5 minutes 14 seconds, George's best time under water. George blurts out, shouts in excitement. Matt swims towards him, hugs him in pride. George gleams, exclaims and beams in delight. He dares Matt to stay inside water. Matt embraces the challenge. He dips under the pool and the clock starts ticking. Matt struggles to stay under the pool. Thoughts lumber around in his head. Images of Rianna and Will flash in front of him. Matt continues to hold his breath. The clock ticks 2 minutes. The images turn into dreadful illusions. Will bursts into his imagination and kisses Rianna, strips her naked. He shouts at Matt to meet him and fight his fear. Matt gasps in breath, fights to stay under water. George heeds Matt, howls at him to rise up. The clock ticks 4 minutes. George worries. Matt imagines Will holding Rianna's breasts and fucking her passionately. Matt cries hard, rises out of water and whines hard at his hallucinations. George woes at Matt. He quizzes him? GEORGE Matt, What happened? Are you alright? You stayed there for 4 minutes 10 seconds. I was worried for you man. MATT George, I have a schizo mind. Not for one second my brain peps me with happy thoughts. I wish to die. I saw Will fucking Rianna. I wish that schmuck is dead. I don't want Rianna in my life. I don't want anyone in my life. I'll stay single forever. George weeps. He soothes himself. GEORGE Matt, you are having weird thoughts. You are imagining your girl having sex with a guy she never met. She doesn't care for him, she loves you. You got to meet her and talk to her. I would say talk to your dad. He would suggest something. What do you think Matt? MATT Yes, I know I have to meet her, but I don't think I have the guts. I would talk to dad today. But these hallucinations are killing me. I need to get over them. I need my weed now. GEORGE Stop Matt, don't go. You said water was taking you to a state of high. Be in water for some more time, may be you don't need the weed. Matt nods to his plea. He swims inside the pool. The water cuddles him. He doesn't dive into the bottom to hold his breath. He fears his illusions shall revert back, so he just floats. The water takes him to a state of paradise. Matt forgets about Will and Rianna. He steadily clasps his mind to overcome his hallucinations. Matt swims for an hour continuously. He feels his fiery thoughts are shattered. He savors water, it gives him a new feeling. He deems like having a weed. He swims, caresses the water, and has happy illusions. He dreams of hugging his dad, mom and his best buddy George. Matt opens his eyes, rises up from the pool, watches George. He strolls towards him, hugs him and cries. MATT George, you were right. I feel like heaven. Water is paradise. It gives me happy memories. I felt like I hugged my dad and mom. I haven't done that for years. I don't wish to go back to my dreadful dreams. I don't wish to take weed either. I shall stop taking them. Thanks, George, Thank you so much. George weeps in bliss. He buzzes him to get out from his frightful illusions, especially from Will. He pesters him to talk to his dad. But first, he wishes Matt had a clean shave. It's been four months since Matt shaved his beard. He looks like a rut, got a bit of a bluish tint to his skin, pinpoint pupils, dry mouth and nosebleeds. He needs a wash. Matt bows his head to George's plea and rises up from the pool, treads to the shower room. He washes himself completely, wishes to shave, and hence, treads towards his apartment. Matt trots towards his bedroom with the towel wrapped round his waist covering his ass. He opens his draw beneath the bed. Packets of weed and cigarettes lie still. Matt gathers a weed, unseals the packet, rolls into a cigarette and puffs it hard. He instantaneously vomits as the weed tastes like toxin, like a snake's venom. He gashes the packet away and yucks at it. He lifts a matchstick and lights them. Smoke fills the room. Before the fire alarm sets off, he streams a gush of water to quash the fire. Matt gleams in joy, his eyes turn moist. He treads towards the bathroom, looks himself at the mirror. He discerns his drained eyes, dull face, wasted body and whines. He used to grub on marks, thought books were his world, wished to be the best outgoing student of the college, marry a cute geek girl, but gapes at himself to have turned into a dishrag. Matt cries hard, he musters his brain to soothe himself, splashes water onto his face. He opens the bathroom cabinet, discerns a Gillette men's shaving foam and rubs about 10 grams of thick foam onto his face. Matt feels his beard for one last time. He holds a Gillette shaver in his right hand. His hand trembles due to excessive weed intake. Matt holds his right hand using his left and slowly shaves his beard. The beard remnants fill into the sink. The left over hair lie in the shaver; Matt cleanses the shaver and shaves. Fifteen minutes pass by, Matt surges water onto his face, wipes his face with a towel, and heads towards the shower. He twists the shower lever, water gushes out from the nozzle. Matt cleanses his face with a L'oreal men's face wash, washes his hair with TRESemmé shampoo and conditioner and cleans his body with a Dove men's body wash. Matt completes his bath, wipes his hair and body, swirls the towel round his waist and trots towards the chestnut drawer. He slips on a khaki colored formal pants and plaid print blue colored dress shirt with a cardigan and a blue pencil stripe skinny tie. He dons his super thick goggle-eyed glasses and discerns the mirror. This lanky dude looks like a parvenu, his gelled hair, clean shaven face descries a Matt who oozes spirit and gusto. He is ready to meet his big fear, Will and Rianna. We may see the two friends together leading a blessed life. Also, we shall witness Matt winning his love and lady luck. The encounter bids us a thrilling spectacle. Matt awaits to talk to his dad for the plan. Mr. Langer has gone to his office and would be back in the evening. Matt, awaits for his dad to return from work. Meanwhile, his mother calls him from outside to have lunch. Matt answers his mother that he would clean his room and then join. Matt's mother gets appalled, thinks her son has never cleaned his room for the last four months. She feels elated, descries him to finish cleaning and come for lunch. Matt smiles in his room. He weeps in his heart and finds his love towards his mother back in his soul. He commences cleaning his room. The books are all over the map with packets of cigarettes and weed splashed all around them. Matt cleans the left over cigarette buts and weed powder and gushes them onto the dustbin. He arranges the books in an orderly fashion with Finance and Accounting books on the top shelf, Entrepreneurial Management on the middle row and Marketing and Strategy books on the lower rack. He laundries the stinking and reeking clothes with Arm and Hammer detergent. He dries them in the Dryer with Bounce dryer sheets. He awaits for half an hour to get the clothes dried and in the meantime organizes the bed with new bedsheets and pillow covers. He sprays in the room with Pure room freshner and glade Air-Wick freshmatic air-freshner. The dryer meanwhile finishes its work. Matt transfers the dried clothes in his laundry basket and folds the clothes one by one. He moves onto his chesnut drawer and arranges the full-sleeve shirts onto the top rack, his T's in the middle rack and keeps the dress pants and jeans in the lower draw. He gawks at the photo of him and Rianna taken at Giacomo's during his second date. He weeps at the picture and inserts it carefully to the frame and rests the picture on the top shelf of the book rack. Matt gleams that he would get back his lady love Rianna and soon deems to propose her with a wedding ring. Matt smiles deeming about these happy thoughts. He returns to the living room. His mother awaits for him to have lunch. Matt rushes towards his mother and hugs her tight. MATT Mom, I missed you. I don't want to do drugs anymore. I want to be healthy. I have found a new sense of happiness through swimming. I want to swim and wish to be with you guys. I feel happy and want to get back to old days. Aleksandra weeps with Matt's words. She hugs him and cries. She feels elated and asks him to promise her not to get into weed ever. Matt weeps and promises her. Aleksandra feels fulfilled and asks him to have lunch with her. Matt weeps listening to his mother. It's been four months since they both dined together. Aleksandra seldom ate during these last few months as she was depressed thinking about his son. Today, she wants to feed Matt to the full and also wishes to have a contended meal with him. She has cooked Rib eye steak and shrimp with Parmesan sauce for him. Matt washes his hands, readies to dine in with his mother. Aleksandra weeps, serves him the steak and a coke. Matt gobbles around the food after a long time. He savors the food to the T. Aleksandra beams in her heart, takes in the steak and gnaws in the food. She deems heavy in her heart with motherly love and care for her son. Matt wraps up his lunch, waits for his mother to finish her meal. He gleams at his mother gulping at the food earnestly after a long time. Aleksandra finishes her food and Matt treads towards her and hugs and kisses her on the cheek. MATT Ma, I would like to meet my friends and celebrate with them. I promise I am not going to drink today but I want to be with them, play with them as old days. Aleksandra looks pleased. MATT Matt, I am so happy that you want to play with them again. Please do not drink. You should promise me that. MATT promise ma. Aleksandra beams. ALEKSANDRA Go ahead, enjoy the day, but be back for the dinner at night. You dad would be mighty pleased looking at you today. MATT I would be back by 8 pm. I promise. I wish to talk to dad. Hug him and kiss him. ALEKSANDRA Oh, you are wonderful kid Matt. Play safe. MATT Thanks, ma. Matt gushes out from his house, takes his car and vrooms towards George's apartment. With this frenzy mind, Matt meets his three friends after a hiatus. A fun filled play time envisions us with the four friends going back to thier geek days. Let us await for their geek talk. FRIENDS MEET - AFTERNOON The sun takes a nap on a mid-November afternoon. Temperature outside is 12C/54F, is frigid. The mothers are escorting kids returning from school, clothed in Boys Bluestreak and Girls' Switchback Rain Jackets. Rhyme "The Hokey Pokey Shake" with colorful play. Matt discerns the kids, beams, gives a cute flying kiss. Manuvers his car towards the crossing and slowly drives towards Prospect Hill, Somerville, George's residence. He parks his car at the deserted JSM visitor's parking lot. Gleams in joy inching to meet his friends in sober mood after ages. Rings the buzzer, Georgy opens the door. Georgy discerns Matt's new look, gleams, thrilled to gawk his makeover. Matt looks like a stud. George says, GEORGE Hey buddy, you are a killer. You look like a Casanova. Matt gleams and says, MATT Thanks, buddy. It's all your tip. Georgy smiles and hugs Matt. He says in joy, GEORGE Anytime bro. Georgy calls his roomies Mike and Jerry to eye at Matt. Mike and Jerry step out of their room and enter the living room. Discern Matt and feel appalled at his new avatar. Mike says, MIKE Matt, you are a fucking ladies man. Matt blushes, feels he is a ladies man. He says to Mike in beaming voice, MATT Yead Mike, I wanna be a Romeo to my girl, Rianna. I want to get back to her. Mike gleams, says, MIKE You apples, you would ace her when you meet her. Jerry gets tempted with Matt's new looks. He wishes he fucks him tonight. Jerry gets all gay and says, JERRY Ohh... you look sexy. I want you for the night. Matt revokes his movement, says in macho tone, MATT Stop that you gay. Fuck your own people. Georgy, Mike and Matt have a heavy laugh at Jerry. Matt wishes to enjoy the day with his best buddies, proposes a party. He says, MATT Guys, let's party today. I wanna enjoy, back to the old days. Georgy supports Matt's plea, decides to call in the party. He says, GEORGE Let's party hard. We shall go the JOE's bar. Matt beams, tells them his big decision. He says, MATT Sure, JOE's is in campus. But I would like to tell you, I quit heavy drinking and weed. I wish not to try them any time forward. Georgy and his roomies glim in pride of their friend. They move forward, Georgy takes the lead, says in dignity, GEORGE Ahhh... You are a good man now. Matt becomes gentle agrees in poise. Matt says, MATT I am brother, thanks to you and dad. Georgy eyes turn moist, says, GEORGE Come forward brother. Matt leans forward. The two best friends hug, happy tears spill out from their eyes. Jerry and Mike feel heavy. The friends love the moment with a big bear hug. Jerry feels the heavy heart changes topic and wishes everyone changes to their T-'s and jeans to hush to the campus bar. Matt swabs his tears, calls everyone to join the car, rushes outside for air. Car vrooms past the crossroads and zap towards JOE's bar in Cambridge. The JOE's bar is still for an afternoon college bar. College senior waiter escorts them to Table 3. WAITER What do you want to have sir? MATT Organe juice GEORGE I will have an IPA. MIKE will have an amber ale. JERRY a pumpkin beer. WAITER Sure, sir. The waiter leaves the table. MIKE So Matt, how are you now? Do you have plans of talking to your girl? Sorry for being straight. MATT Hey buddy, no issues. I am happy today. I have no problems answering the questions. MATT So yeah, I would like to talk to Rianna, but before that I need to talk to dad to get an idea on what to say. JERRY That's good buddy. I am glad you two are going to get together. MATT Yeah, pray for the starts Jerry. The waiter brings in the drinks. He serves, the group tips $1. Waiter beams, smiles, quits the table. MATT Toast everyone for my new avatar. ALL FRIENDS Cheers, brother. MATT I was a shmuck for the last four months. Lost out everything, my job, my love, my life. Today, I am a changed man. I want to win back everything. GEORGE Chill brother, you would get what you want. You need not share your story with us. We understand. MATT No my friend, I wanna share my story. It gives me a sign of truce. MATT I was dating this girl Rianna, for three months. I never shared it with you guys. I was a coward, didn't want to let out that I am dating until I know I am marrying her. Sorry guys. MIKE It's Ok. We were angry on you when we got the news from Georgy but hey it's fine, you were trying to be sure she is the one before you tell us. MATT Yes, brother. I wanted to check all boxes and bet on she is the one. My first date was arranged by my parents. I met her first at the restaurant. She was beautiful in a white skirt, had a nose stud and a platinum pedant complimenting her natural elegance. She was a diva. I fell for her when I first saw her. I didn't know how to talk to her. I was fidgety. My feet trembled. Raised up and greeted her with a Hello. She shook her hands with me. My hands throbbed. But, I felt her hands, her touch, fell in love with those hands. How silky were they. Jesus, wish she was sitting next to me to listen to this story. I want her back. MIKE You will have her back. Tell us what happened on that day. MATT I didn't know how to talk to her. So took Jerry's friend Will's help to talk. He laid me out the plan and wanted to follow just that. When I met Rianna, I knew deep within I didn't want to say those cheesy lines, but I guess I couldn't say anything more. We had dinner during our talk. Ahhh, she had a lovely etiquette while eating. Such soft hands and lovely manners. I fell for that. I felt edgy, guess talked all the cheesy lines, don't remember what I said. She smiled at my humor, my talks, was just watching her eyes and smile, blew me away. Paid for the date and ushered to the car. The date ended well, called her the next day, planned for another date. MIKE Did she like you? MATT Guessed she had fallen for me. MIKE How do you know that? MATT She wanted a second date at her place when her parents weren't home. MIKE Fuck you. MATT I didn't know how to handle the date, took Will's help. That's when things fell apart. He's started nighing into my life, my head, my dreams. Imagined him to cuddle my girl, touch her parts, fuck her. Things shimmered in my eyes, guess used his help mucho, seein' he's got Rianna, not me. Shunned me to the brim. Wanna harry him, took his music chances, revenged my gall. But keeps nexting my dreams... still does. MIKE God, it's strange. You should've never met him. MATT Son of a shmuck, wanna gash him. GEORGE Easy, Matt. He's not gonna come between you two. Forget you ever met him. Be with us, think you got your girl and he didn't account you. MATT That's what I want. Wanna know I won the gal on my own. Would leave him, forget him and forgive him. Georgy, Mike and Jerry weep, feel guilt, quaff their beer, balm Matt. Matt senses rue, drinks his orange juice, tips to forget Will. GEORGE Excellent, forget that prick, get back to your gal. Talk to your dad, we need you both together. Let's toast for that. GEORGE, MIKE AND JERRY Cheers. Matt gleams. Orders icecream, gorgers full tilt, burps. Weather bows to frigid frosty. Georgy escorts Matt to his place. Matt elates to behold his dad, glean his take, get back to gal, Rianna, enters the door. Dad awaits. FATHER TALK - EVENING Matt discerns his dad having a hot coffee with Oreo biscuits in his Beverly One Seater Sofa with Rocker Recliner. The temperature outside has dipped to 7C/45F. Matt wants to talk, gets close to his dad. Mr. Langer radiates, knows his son changed his look, but didn't imagine the surpise he would bring in. Hugs his son and kisses his forehead. Asks him to take a seat in the couch. Matt perches his ass down the couch. Trembles, feet get nervous, doesn't reconcile what to ask. LANGER I am so proud of you Matt. MATT Thanks, Dad. Matt signs a relief, still his feet trembles to ask him. LANGER Is there anything troubling you son? MATT No nothing. Matt develops cold feet. Wishes his dad would start the talk. LANGER Is there anything you wanna ask me? MATT Ahhh... no. Langer redresses his glasses. Puts in a new frame, discerns Matt, gets close to him, asks him to walk to the roof. Matt feels allayed. Gets up, walks down with his dad, builds confidence, shreds his fear, talks. MATT Dad, thanks for lending your hand, I was able to give up smoking and drinking and weed. LANGER I love you my son. You have done it all by yourself. Promise me you wouldn't go back to those things. MATT I promise you dad. I told mom today morning and now I am giving your my word, I wouldn't get to those smudged things any longer. LANGER Good, my boy. MATT Dad, I wanna ask you something. LANGER Yes, my son. MATT How do I beat my fear? Should I talk to Rianna? LANGER Ahh... you wanna meet your fear. Good to know Matt. But, I would say wait for a while, don't talk to Rianna, sort out your life, get your job back. Talk to Standard Fidelity Accenture heads and see if you can win the job back. MATT I don't know, I feel they wouldn't let me in again. LANGER Try it out, you never know what the company is doing now and whether they need a finacial analyst? MATT Ok, I would bite their profile and gaze their shares. Check if they have improved over the last four months? LANGER Get your job, I would tell you what you could do next. MATT Sure, dad. Thanks Hugs his dad, weeps and promises to be a good lad. Langer kisses his son's cheek and pats his shoulder. The father son relationship is adorable to watch. CHAPTER 75 THIRD ROBBERY Will unlocks the briefcase with a 8-24oz claw hammer. He discerns cash and final list of singers to be auditioned for the last round by Hayden group company. The stacks of papers also stay slashed on the case with all the secret algorithms for the company's stock investments. Will smirks in venom, savors blest, happiness and contentment. He has triumphantly robbed the Hayden group just few minutes before the dawn rolls his eyes. He lits fire to all the stock documents and takes out the stash of $75,000. Marlon gleams, eyes rolled up howls in excitement. Will bawls. WILL My name is Will Wagner and I'm the richest man in Boston. No can succeed me. Hayden group, you come and suck my dick. Your chapter is closed. Marlon smirks, chest bumps Will and sups his whiskey on the rocks. WILL Savannah, I have all the stash to make you a real woman, give you the high class lifestyle and we would live in paradise. WILL This world is a mother fucking cunt, I would show her who the real showman is. I have the moolah and now I'll have my babe as well. Will rests on the couch, desires to kiss his girl, imagines to play with her, bend on the knee and propose her on the big day. WILL The day is not far away my babe, we shall be one. You're mine, mine forever. WILL You're my love, oh my love. WILL Cheers Marlon. You're my man. MARLON Cheers brother. We have the stash to make this world gawk at us and salute our feet. We're the men of Boston. Will passes out on the couch with the stock papers flaming in the fireplace and ashes fuming the living hall. The day is not far when Will rejoices meeting his love, his soul mate, Savannah. But, for now Will is a parvenu with stash of $275,000 in his account. He can start off his own music band and launch his album, but would he get back to music? Time shall answer. The moon yearns to know the future, wishes to revolve around the earth faster to travel in time, see the couple together with love, luxury and fame. The night CHAPTER 76 NEXT DAY HAYDEN MUSIC COMPANY AND STANDARD EQUITY SHARES COLLAPSE TO AN ALL TIME LOW After the robbery the secret documents has all the steps to do trades with big leaders and all of them know the trade secrets are robbed so they remove their tie up with the Hayden company and standard equity company. So these two companies shares drop. WILL READS THE NEWS AND CELEBRATES Will and Marlon celebrate as the shares collapse. HAYDEN AND STANDARD COMPANY DECIDES TO POSTPONE THE SINGER ALBUM AND LOOK FOR A TRADE ANALYST WHO CAN REVIVE THEM AGAIN The current trader does not have the expertise, CHAPTER 78 MATT TOPS THE EXAM Matt repairs his phone. His friends arrive and share the news that the results are out and he has topped the exam in spite of missing class and having dope. Matt feels happy Matt's dad congratulates him and asks him what he wants to do now Matt says he wants to work on the new algorithm again to regain lost faith of Standard accenture equity. Matt's dad resents the idea. Matt wants to pursue that as he does not want to lose again. His dad agrees. Matt's mom talks about meeting Rianna. Dad and Mom both try to convince him. But Matt does not listen and asks for more time. They agree MATT'SDREAM RESURFACES THINKS IT IS BECAUSE OF WILL HE GOT RIANNA He wants to kill Will if he disturbs him again and pleadges he does not want anyone in life to marry. CHAPTER 79 WILL MEETS SAVAVNNAH IN THE BEAUTY PARLOR AND ASKS HER TO COME BACK AS HE HAS GOT MONEY Savannah rejects and wants the old Will only then she will come Will pleads her but she rejects WILL GOES TO RAILWAY STATION Train arrives WILL BOARDS THE TRAIN MEETS CERA THE BLIND LADY She gives him her book and says its a big hit. She tells US is givin shelter to all war refugees and work to people like her Will feels very happy. She asks Will to live his dream of doin music WILL COMES TO APARTMENT picks up his guitar He strums but does not get any music. he cries He weeps and sings the song he had sung for Savannah Marlon arrives and gets mesmerized with Will's strumming and the song He asks him to take up music as they have enough money to launch an album on their own Will relents as he feels he does not know which crowd listens to his music and keeps his guitar on the side CHAPTER 80 RIANNA MEETS GEORGE AND ASKS HIM ABOUT MATT George asks her to meet next week. CHAPTER 81 MATT WORKS ON THE NEW ALGORITHM TO REVIVE STANDARD EQUITY STOCKS He gets successful in getting a scheme to revive the stocks MATT GOES TO STANDARD OFFICE He meets Richard and Gore, but both reject seeing him as he is responsible for their misery MATT WAITS OUTSIDE OFFICE FOR HOURS He waits for 5 hours SNIFF CALLS HIM IN Matt explains the algorithm, Sniff likes it and says it must revive the company. Matt gets the job Matt feels elated, asks it present to the company members. Matt nods MATT DREAMS ABOUT THE PRESENTATION OF THE NEW ALGORITHM The dream says Will says the algo won't work MATT GOES BY HIS GUT TO PRESENT THE ALGORITHM The algorithm becomes big hit. Stock prices rise to all time high MAtt puts a secret code so that no one can rob the stocks He gets applause from all MATT LEAVES OFFICE IN CAR calls friends to meet him in the restaurant CHAPTER 82 RIANNA FINISHES HER WORK IN THE OFFICE AND GOES HOME GEORGE CALLS RIANNA TO COME TO HOTEL CHAPTER 83 WILL TRIES TO MAKE ONE BIG ROBBERY TO SETTLE IN LIFE he makes the sketch of robbin Investment banker He reads his wearabouts WILL FOLLOWS HIM TO HIS HOUSE notes his house and devise plans to rob him CHAPTER 84 SAVANNAH FINISHES WORK AND GOES HOME SHE PASSES BY INVESTMENT BANKERS HOUSE AND NOTICES WILL She observes what they were doing WILL AND MARLON ENTER THE HOUSE AND ROB THE HOUSE Just as they enter Savannah discerns them. SAVANNAH NOTICES WILL AND MARLON AS THEY CLIMB DOWN THE STAIRS OF THE APARTMENT SAVANNAH THREATENS WILL THAT SHE WOULD CALL COPS WILL TELLS SAVANNAH HE HAS ROBBED TO GIVE HER RICHNESS Savannah relents the idea of earning through robbery and does not want such richness She cries in anger Will says he does not have any choice As he lost his job, his hunger to succeed as musician everything in life He does not know who his audience for music are and also how to control his dreams Savannah does not listen and cries hard and shouts Will persuades her not to shout and walk to park to talk AS WILL AND SAVANNAH WALK CHRIS RIDES WITH HIS GIRL TO PARK Chirs talks to his girl and rides to the park CHAPTER 85 RIANNA ENTERS THE HOTEL WHERE MATT SITS Matt wants to avoid Rianna but Rianna insists him to talk to her this time RIANNA THREATENS MATT TO TALK ELSE SHE WOULD SHOUT IN THE HOTEL SHE SHOUTS AND HOTEL GOERS LISTEN TO HER SHOUTING IN ASTONISHMENT. MAtt obliges and says lets go to the park CHAPTER 86 MATT ARRIVES AT THE PARK WITH RIANNA EXT: JOE MOAKLEY PARK -EVENING Matt and Rianna argue why they haven't met all this while. They meet next to a small lake. There is slight mizzle outside. Rianna arrives at the scene. RIANNA Is everything okay Matt? you still havin' dreams? MATT sit down first!! Rianna sits on the bench. EXT: JOE MOAKLEY PARK -EVENING MATT I've thought about us a number of times on my way to this place. I can't live with you anymore. I'm sorry, just forget we ever met. Rianna is appalled to hear the news. RIANNA What happened? Is it me? Matt drops his head. CUT TO: EXT: JOE MOAKLEY PARK -EVENING MATT Ria, I thought I had everything in life planned. But all I'm is a geek. I am not creative, I have no passion; in fact, I had to get someone else's help to talk to you and win your heart. Whatever, I talked durin' our first meet is not mine, I took help from someone, from a cunt to impress you. I told you to be in love one should win over their fear. I've met my fear, a fear that told me I didn't win your heart but my unreal words won you over. I thought I can win my fear, but I lost, I've no where to hide. Just forget me and leave Rianna is staggered. EXT: JOE MOAKLEY PARK -EVENING MATT I just can't do this anymore. EXT: JOE MOAKLEY PARK -EVENING Rianna seeps in the moment. She flares up laughing frantically. Matt is jarred by her reaction. Rianna, contains herself. MATT What's wrong with you? I'm not joking. RIANNA ah just shut up, do you even remember what happened on our first date? Matt deems in the moment. RIANNA Let me help you recollect. INT: THE CAPITAL GRILLE RESTAURANT -EVENING Rianna descants with her mom at Boylston street across the restaurant. RIANNA Hey, ma Yes, I am here. Well, as long as he can talk about something besides my eyes, dress and smile. He will be more interesting than my previous 5 dates. ok ma, I'll let you know how the date ends. Rianna ambits into the restaurant. She places her phone inside her black Marc jacobs leather clutch with butterfly closure purse. Matt raises from his chair, Rianna walks towards him. She greets him with a firm handshake and a glowing smile. Matt gleans. MATT So how are you? Rianna smiles. MATT I am well. I am free from all of my clients. CUT TO EXT: JOE MOAKLEY PARK -EVENING MATT (Yes, I remember the handshake.) RIANNA Ok, what about the rest of our conversation CUT TO: INT: THE CAPITAL GRILLE RESTAURANT -EVENING Rianna unwinds her coat, places them on the chair. Matt sits down quickly and struggles for a moment to find something to say. MATT your eyes.. they are Rianna settles down on the chair What, come again? MATT Ah.. your? Waitress steps in. WAITRESS Here is your IPA MATT what do you want to have? Rianna, reviews the menu. RIANNA I'll have a porterhouse steak MATT Oh, good choice. It's their most famous dish. Can we get a porterhouse steak and a citrus glazed salmon with marcona almonds and brown butter. WAITRESS Sure. Can I take the menu Matt and Rianna hand over the menu card. The waitress leaves the table. Matt gazes over Rianna's eyes tries to recollect Will's words on talkin' about a women's beauty to get the attention of the girl. MATT your eyes RIANNA What is it again? Matt sups up his IPA to control his fidgety excitement. He taps his foot in restive mood. Matt forgets the pickup lines he rehearsed with Will. The foot tappin' slowly comes to a halt as he tries to regain his composure. He starts the conversation in his usual nerd style. MATT Ah... so why psychology? Rianna is caught off guard with an unexpected question. She sups a glass of water to repose herself and to think why Matt is not talking about her eyes, smile and her beauty. She is caught off guard. She feels Matt has got her attention as he is interested in her profession and work and her looks. RIANNA Ah... let's see, so when I was a kid, I've been curious about the thought process that goes on while choosing our friends. Also, I wanted to understand the state of mind of young kids, so that I can help them achieve their goals. Matt is intrigued with her clarity. The waitress brings in the dishes to the table. She serves the porterhouse steak and the salmon to Rianna and Matt, respectively. The waitress leaves. RIANNA That's why I chose this profession. MATT That's really awesome. Sounds like, I could really use your help to understand the minds of my clients. Trust me they are worst than kids. Rianna smiles big. MATT So, I am now curious to know what distinguishes a psychologist and a psychiatrist. Rianna is rused over by the choice of his questions. She discerns Matt is a geek. She chuckles herself to be in the company of this geek. RIANNA Hmmm... a psychiatrist chiefly relies on psychotropic medications to address mental health problems. We Psychologists receive training in psychological test administration and interpret from the test results. MATT I'm not sure I follow. RIANNA Ok, lets say, someone with a mental disorder visits a Psychiatrist, before treating him, they would ask the patient to meet a Psychologist like me to conduct some tests. Once we give him our results, Psychiatrist prescribes the necessary medication. Matt nods his head in positive. MATT Ok. So, in future, if we ever to get in trouble and I meet a Psychiatrist, I should come back to you first. Matt and Rianna have a hearty laugh over the conversation. EXT: JOE MOAKLEY PARK -EVENING Rianna sits on the bench reliving the conversations with Matt on their first date. RIANNA Do you remember any of these conversations? MATT No, I don't, Did I talk like that? RIANNA yes, you did, you dork !! do you remember, what you said to the waitress at the end? Matt gets curious again. INT: THE CAPITAL GRILLE RESTAURANT -EVENING The waitress stands at their table. Their plates are virtually empty, with remnants of FOOD. MATT Who is the Chef here? Please let him know his food is fantastic. Of course your service is exceptional!! Waitress smiles. WAITRESS Will do sir. Rianna smiles at his cordiality and honesty. Waitress whirls to the kitchen and informs Will Wagner, the head chef about the food. WAITRESS Hey Will, the couple at Table 3 wanted me to tell you that your food was great and they absolutely loved it. WILL Well, I keep telling you. The secret ingredient is love. That's the magic in any walk of life. The waitress smiles. EXT: JOE MOAKLEY PARK -EVENING Matt takes a seat next to Rianna. RIANNA Matt, what impressed me most was your honesty. I never felt you were playing games with me. You have been interested in reasoning to my choice of profession, my character and above all pushed me to broaden my horizon. That's why I respect you. If all you'd done was throw a bunch of pickup lines or sing me some cheesy love songs, we wouldn't be talking right now. Matt lifts his head, smiles. Rianna looks him in the eye. RIANNA Sometimes we don't choose the things we believe in, they choose us. We are together because we are like minded. The rain showers get heavier, the sun is setting in the west, the reflection of the sun set falls on the lake RIANNA Matt, we all possess different strengths. But oftentimes, we forget this fact and start comparing ourselves to the best we see in others. We never stop to think what challenges the other person faces. He too may have struggles. Matt takes her hand, gleams. MATT I didn't know what my life would've been hadn't I met you. All this while I was thinkin I couldn't win over my fear. But hearin' you I realized my fear is within me. I had to see my inner self to win over my fear. I am really happy to realize I didn't take any mutts help to win you over. I did it with my own geek mind. We are together because we are like minded people. I hear that. Today, I don't have to worry about Will, nor I need to think about him. He didn't help me win you over. Will, I am sorry, you are not my villain. I wouldn't ruin your life, I would meet you to give your life back. You are not my fear, neither am I to you. Matt kisses Rianna in the rain, as the sun sets past them with the reflection cast on the lake. CHAPTER 87 EXT: SOUTH BOSTON STREET, SNOWY DAY EARLY MORNING The clock ticks 44 years, Will and Matt continue their walk on the snowy street, as the grey car now accelerates in the snow. There is stoic silence all around. Matt smiles at Will as all his apprehensions about Will are past and he understands that Will was never his fear. Will, looks down, there is a pause for 10 seconds, he lifts his head, and looks at Matt and starts to smile. Why does Will reciprocate his smile? What happened in these 44 years that made him change his stand on Matt. We go back in time to the same day when Will deserts Savannah at Maritime park. EXT: MARITIME PARK -EVENING Will careens against a banyan tree. He gazes over Savannah as she whirls towards him. Savannah leans against the other side of the tree. She watches Will couple of times and slowly mulls to the right side of Will. Savannah politely enquirers, SAVANNAH Would you walk with me, one last time? Will gazes his moist eyes towards Savannah and nods in affirmation. Will and Savannah stroll back towards the car. Savannah feels dejected and spiritless to let go Will. As they walk, Savannah stops in her tracks. A jazz music is being played at a distance. EXT: MARITIME PARK - MOMENTS LATER Will and Savannah gait in the park quietly. SAVANNAH Do you hear that music? Will mutters. WILL Not really. Savannah clouts Will's hands SAVANNAH come on, let's check it out? Will stands still WILL I don't hear any music, let's just walk Savannah locks her eyes onto Will SAVANNAH Please, let's walk towards the sound. I'm hearing something, let's walk, just once. Will loosens his body and allows her to pull him along. Will and Savannah gait along towards the music. As the music becomes audible, Will walks faster towards the the music. Savannah is trying to catch him. SAVANNAH Will.... wait Before she says anything, Will starts to run. The sun sets in the west, the rain drizzle intensifies. The wind is whiskin' in the opposite direction resistin' Will's efforts to walk faster towards the music. The drizzle intensifies, Will and Savannah get wet in rain. Will, who is doused in rain, sees a singer, an American boy, Chris, aged 17 who serenades a Spanish teen girl aged 15 under a wooden hut. Will stands next to a tree catching his breadth. Savannah runs towards the tree and discerns the kids. She places her hands on Will. SAVANNAH hey, is that your WILL Sh.... Will stops Savannah in the middle. He rushes towards the kid, Savannah follows. Will kneels down in front of the kids. WILL (Breathing heavily) Hey! Where did you hear this song? The boy is startled, steps back. He rambles excitedly. CHRIS I don't know my Dad's friend recorded this song on his song recorder. I got the cassette from my dad. Chris's dad's friend happens to be Varun who is Will's friend who recorded the song when Will sings for his girl, Savannah at the constitution beach. The same day when Varun collected the batteries from Matt Bailey to record the song. Chris continues to feel elated. CHRIS I just thought it really rocked. I played it to all my friends in school who totally loved the strums and the lyrics. I was just playing it to my girlfriend. The girl smiles big. Will beams in pride. WILL did you like the record entirely? CHRIS Yeah man, I wish I could write songs like him. Savannah in the background smiles and turns emotional. Will's confidence surges out. WILL mother fucker, thanks brother!! you made me believe that I am worthy enough to be a singer!! That's my fuckin' record. Savannah beams in pride, trying to control her tears. CHRIS what the, is this your record? You just killed it. When its gonna release? WILL soon brother, I needn't worry about the numbers, my target audience are the American teens, mother fuckin' Matt you'll have the numbers, Richard, I would bring you the numbers, I have my music well and truly cherished. Will hugs Chris tighter. WILL you'll hear my album this year. I promise. Matt, you ain't my fear. Savah you hear me, that mother fuckin' Matt is no longer my fear. My fear is within me. I'll conquer my fear. If not Hayden music company, some one else will record my album. I know my fear can be won by composing great music and making the American teens hear my album. CHRIS I certainly would like to view girls through your music. You really killed it. SPANISH GIRL Loved it. Will hugs Chris tighter. He shakes hands with him He leaves Chris and the girl alone. He turns to Savannah. Savannah controls her tears and smiles at Will. Will holds her hand. He rests on her shoulder and walks away. Savannah has happy tears on her face. As they walk, the rain intensifies. CHAPTER 88 EXT: SOUTH BOSTON STREET, SNOWY DAY EARLY MORNING We move forward 44 years in time, when Will and Matt stand on a cold, snowy street. Will smiles at Matt. MATT I'm sorry for what had happened!! WILL don't be, you gave me a record deal from Hayden group. I should be thankful to you. Will and Matt recollect their past every single day during their morning walk. Today was no special. MATT Never knew you were the chef who cooked the food on my first date. WILL I keep tellin' my clients, the secret ingredient is love, that's the magic. MATT yeah, showed the same love to my boss and completed the work on time to save my ass from getting fired. WILL That's great. You know who is my lead guitarist? MATT Who? WILL Marlon. MATT Hehehehe .... As the two walk on the snowy day, Will rests his hand on Matt's shoulders. Matt smiles. Both of them gait past the Boylston street as the sun rises in the east.