"Around the Fire" > Simon's Trip

Cut to: Simon stoned, standing by the wall. Jennifer and Trace are dancing. In Simon's eyes, everybody looks blurred, that's because of the pill he took. He has several flashbacks, Simon opening up his gift of his friends from his graduation, Kevin's ashes dumped in the river, Simon grabbing the package from the table. Jennifer sees Simon.

Jennifer (shouts from across): Are you okay?

Cut to: Jennifer and Trace holding Simon up from under the arms.

Trace: Ooh, ooh. Wait wait I gotta go pee. Alright, hold on. Hold my pack with me um, is that right.

Simon: Yeah.

Trace: Hold it.

Trace hands his bag to Simon.

Trace: Keep a tight grip alright? I'm serious! Remember what's in there alright!

Trace walks into the bathroom. Jennifer and Simon walk over to the poll out of everybody's way.

Jennifer: Uh, I gotta go and set up the stir-fry.

They walk a little more and stop.

Jennifer: So you better come and find me okay?

Jennifer gives a little kiss on Simon's lips. Simon puts his hand on Jennifer's cheek, he laughs. Jennifer leaves.

Simon: Oh. Wow.

Cut to: Trace and Simon walking down the steps of some church-like-looking place.

Trace: Alright, so I'll meet you over at the van, alright?

Simon: Aight.

Trace handshakes Simon.

Trace: Peacce!

Trace walks down the street.

Simon (walking up to Jennifer): I just fucked with Trace bit time. Jennifer: Oh yeah? Hi baby.

They kiss.

Jennifer: How are you?

Simon: I'm okay.

Jennifer: Yeah?

Simon: Yeah.

Trace continues to walk down the street, he meets up with the guy earlier.

Trace: Yo, what's up brother? Smokin show, huh?

Trace and the guy shake hands.

Guy: Yeah.

Trace: You alright?

Guy: Oh yeah. Great acid man thanks.

Trace winks.

Guy: So did you bring the sheets?

Trace (suspicious): You sure you're all right?

Trace takes the book bag from the back of should out.

Guy: Oh totally. So...you got the sheets?

Behind Trace, a big dark van pulls up. Simon walks over so he can see a clear view of what's going on with Trace and that guy. Simon looks at the guy, the guy looks back and looks behind Trace. Trace sees where the guy is looking, which is behind Trace. Trace looks behind him and sees this big, tall, guy with long black hair wearing a big coat walking toward Trace. Simon sees all this, Jennifer walks up to him, not noticing what's going on.

Jennifer: Can you help me?

Trace looks back to the guy, kicks him in the groin and tries running away. Jennifer, herself, tries running to help Trace but Simon stops her.

Simon (to Jennifer who's running, and stops her): Woah, woah woah. Stay, just stay.

Jennifer: You're fuckin high Simon.

Simon: I'm high. I'm high yeah, I'm high.

Trace keeps running near the end of the street, he has no where else to go except try jumping the wall. So he jumps up and tries to crawl over the wall. The one guy grabs Trace's foot.

Jennifer (to Simon, trying to get free from Simon): What are you doing? Trace needs help!

Simon: Just relax.

Another guy comes up to Trace and tries to pull him down and they do. Three police men are with Trace too.

Simon: It'll be okay, just watch.

Jennifer: Trace is busted.

The cops stand him and up and hold him against the wall. They pick up a backpack.

Trace: No, that's not my backpack!

One of the guys, looks like the town sheriff, grabs the package — reads out loud the yellow notepad letter.

To Whom it may concern

I bet you thought this was drugs

haha

Love, Trace.

Guy#2: What is this?

The guy takes out the stuff in the package.

Simon: I switched envelopes. I trip.

Guy#2: I don't believe this.

Cut to: Simon in the passengers seat, while Trace is in the drivers seat. Jennifer is lying down in the back, the bed.

Trace (to Simon): I don't know what to say.

Simon: You don't have to say anything man. Strictly coincidental.

Trace: No, no. It was more than coincidental. I was goin down big time bro. I should be in jail right now. Whatever you need bro, anything.

Trace puts his arm on Simon's shoulder. Simon lights his cigarette.

Simon: Bro, there is one thing. You could uh, you could hook me up with your chemist.

Trace (smiles): Are you sure your ready for that?

Simon: Yup, here.

Simon gives the cigarette to Trace.

Simon: Totally ready for that.

Trace: It'll be getting a little weird over there.

Simon: How weird could it possibly get?

Back 12.31.2007.