Late follows two best friends, lackadaisical Cal and studious David, as their friendship is tested in ways they could never imagine.
NotesINT: classroom/lecture room
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Dialog"James?"
Dialog"Here!"
Dialog"Allison M.?"
Dialog"Ellie?"
NotesThis is DAVID. He seems put together, wearing a sweater over a collared shirt with his hair neatly combed into place.
NotesThe chair next to him is empty and he looks around anxiously as the TEACHER drones on with roll call.
Dialog"David?"
Dialog"Present!"
Dialog"And Calvin is, as usual….?"
Dialog"Heeeeerrrreee~~"
NotesThere is a beat of silence, then scattered giggles. David blushes in embarrassment and hides his face.
NotesThe teacher sighs and puts away roll-call
Notesbefore beginning to write on the chalkboard and talking about the upcoming lesson.
Dialog"Today is Lesson 6, but before that I'm going to collect your homework."
Dialog"Cal! If you’re tardy to one more class, that’s an automatic fail for the semester!"
Dialog"But I’m not late. So don’t sweat it, man!"
Dialog"I'd hardly say--"
Dialog"SHHHHH!"
Dialog"I swear, you’re more worried about my grades than I am."
Dialog"Someone has to be!"
Notes*mouthing "WHAT!?"
Dialog"One day, running chronically late is gonna bite you in the ass."
Dialog"You sound just like your mom."
Dialog"No I don't! My mom would never swear!"
Dialog"OW!"
Dialog"I guess you're right"
Dialog"I must be a horrible influence on you."
Dialog"Hahaha!"
Dialog"Alright, listen."
Dialog"I, Calvin O’Donovan, best friend and lackey of David Lynn, promise hereby to never again be"
NotesWe find CAL standing in the rain in an ill-fitting suit, already getting drenched. He blinks in confusion.
Dialog"Wh...what did you say?"
Dialog"I said, you’re late. The funeral ended about thirty minutes ago."
Dialog"There were a couple of these left over though."
Notes*lightning crash and thunder*
Dialog"I know I said I wouldn’t mess it up again."
Dialog"But I didn’t break my word"
Dialog"I promise I’m right on time."
NotesHidden behind some larger tombstones, CAL rips off his overcoat.
NotesSlo-mo
Dialog"CAW!"
Dialog"Ow! Hey, ow!!"
Dialog"Get out of here!"
Dialog"Stupid crow."
Dialog"Shit!"
Dialog"Sorry, David, I pulled some all-nighters reading through this so it may have some residual Dorito dust"
Dialog"Ah! Here we go."
NotesCAL inhales deeply widens his stance with purpose.
Dialog"Uh-"
Dialog"I got this book from those weird goth girls at school who used to pretend to be cats, so I really hope this works."
Notes*silence*
Dialog"OH!"
Dialog"An offering! I totally forgot!"
Dialog"Uh...oh, this should work!"
Dialog"CAW!!!!"
NotesCAL begins chanting, heard from a distance
Dialog*chanting*
Dialog*gurgle*
Dialog*FWOOM*
Dialog"Ah!"
Dialog"Ah! My offering wasn't enough!"
NotesThe tome then begins to vacuum up nearby grave offerings: a set of candles,
Notessome flowers,
Notesand a six pack of beer next to a photo of a grinning, mostly toothless man.
NotesA poor passing crow is disrupted in its flight pattern and sucked into the book with a final
DialogBUH-GAW!
Dialog"Whoa."
Dialog"Oh, I missed this part!"
Notes*muffled chaos*
Dialog"Storm's gettin' real rough out there, huh Carl?"
Dialog*final words*
Dialog"I did it!"
Dialog"Ha-ha!"
Dialog"I can’t believe I did it!"
Dialog"YES!"
Dialog"Take that Mr. Neely!"
Dialog"I told you I could read above a fifth grade level--AHHHHH!"
NotesCAL’s cheers turn into a scream of pain as he turns around and finds a slightly zombified David with a good portion of CAL’s cheeks chomped between his teeth.
Dialog"I told you being late was gonna bite you in the ass."
Notessmash cut
DialogCAL: "You hungry for some brains, man?"
DialogCAL: "Nothing is gonna be weird from here on out."