RICH
Yo, tall-ass. Where’s my money?
JEREMY
(to the SQUIP) Crap, what do I tell Rich?
THE SQUIP
Up up down down left right A.
(RICH experiences a jolt.)
RICH
You got one!
JEREMY
Yeah. Sorry, I meant to go through you but— Don’t hit me!
RICH
Jeremy! This is awesome! I mean, I coulda used the money. Things are kinda
rough at home, if you know what I’m sayin’…
JEREMY
(prompted by the SQUIP) Yeah…my dad…drinks too?
(He looks at the SQUIP, like: where did that come from? RICH grins.)
RICH
Yo, fucking dads, right?! He usually passes out by nine, you should come over,
play X-box. You know with a squip, the only controller you need…is your mind?
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actual part of the BMC script
