When the Streetlights Go On (2017) s01e08 Episode Script
Halloween
1
The location
of the Halloween party
was an evicted home
in the unincorporated part of Colfax,
a no-man's-land outside CPD jurisdiction.
The perfect place for a showdown.
Kirchoff?
Anderson?
- No fucking way.
- Goober!
Oh!
Hey!
How is college, man?
- Can I be honest?
- Yeah.
- Dude.
- Yeah.
- Oh!
- I cannot fucking wait.
- I can't fucking wait.
- Yeah.
Is it true about TAs?
- Yeah.
- Oh, Jesus.
Hey, I'm gonna go grab a beer.
Do you want one?
Uh, yeah, sure.
Hey, don't be long.
Bro, so, like--
- Get me out of here.
- After you.
The only thing I got
back in high school
was high school chicks.
What are we doing in here?
I got a gift for you, remember?
Ah. Wait.
What?
Close your eyes.
- Oh, my--
- Close 'em.
I got--I gotcha.
Okay.
- I can open them?
- Yeah.
I found this in my mom's collection.
- The Beach Boys.
- Mm-hmm.
Who's Luke?
That was my dad.
His first, I guess,
before it was my mom's.
He--he died when I was little.
Casper, this is--
Thank you.
Yeah.
You know, you said it was sacred, so.
To Goober, back in fucking high school.
- Yeah, the fucking dude.
- Shut the fuck up.
- You never left.
- You peaked, you peaked.
- You never left.
- Cheers, man.
Wait, wait, wait.
I've never done this before.
Me either.
"Those who attempt to poison
"and destroy My brothers.
"And you will know My name is the Lord
"when I lay My vengeance
upon thee."
That was great.
Thank you.
You don't drink much, do you?
- You know, sometimes.
- Yeah?
Yeah, you know, I had a Schlitz.
- Mm-hmm.
- So not too long ago, so.
Just got a thing
for, like, a fucking skeleton.
Oh--hey, Kirchoff!
Oh!
Kirchoff's here.
Where's your date there, Kirchoff?
What the fuck did you just say?
You know where Becky is?
No idea, dude.
- Tatum?
- Yeah.
Tatum.
Hey, Brad Kirchoff's looking for you.
He's about to fuck some shit up.
Come on!
Hey, Becky!
Oh, there's my date.
Come on, let's--
let's go home.
I'll give you a ride.
Hmm?
Why don't you come down from there
before you hurt yourself?
Just forget it.
- You know what?
- Please.
I dare you
to fucking hit me, "Happy Days."
I know you want to.
It's not worth it.
He's an idiot.
No?
Everyone's watching.
Come on.
Please, come on!
You better sleep with one eye open,
Becky.
You're dating a cold-blooded killer.
Get him, Kirchoff!
Get him!
- Yeah!
- Get him!
Oh!
Stop!
Stop!
Stop!
Please!
Go.
Please.
Are you all right, Kirchoff?
- Hey.
- All right, let him go.
- Casper, dude.
- Casper.
- He's had enough.
- Chill, man.
Buddy.
Get the fuck up.
- Come on, man.
- Casper.
Oh!
- Casper, Casper, yo, hey, hey--
- Fuck off.
Dude.
There were no longer any doubts
that Casper Tatum was capable
of cold-blooded murder.
Fuck.
Ah, fuck.
Can we go?
No.
Come on, come on, come on.
Go, please.
Please, please, please, please.
I love you.
I'll come back for you.
Kirchoff.
Hey, can you hear me, man?
Are you in there, dude?
Shit.
Hey, call 911, man.
Someone, call 911 now!
The location
of the Halloween party
was an evicted home
in the unincorporated part of Colfax,
a no-man's-land outside CPD jurisdiction.
The perfect place for a showdown.
Kirchoff?
Anderson?
- No fucking way.
- Goober!
Oh!
Hey!
How is college, man?
- Can I be honest?
- Yeah.
- Dude.
- Yeah.
- Oh!
- I cannot fucking wait.
- I can't fucking wait.
- Yeah.
Is it true about TAs?
- Yeah.
- Oh, Jesus.
Hey, I'm gonna go grab a beer.
Do you want one?
Uh, yeah, sure.
Hey, don't be long.
Bro, so, like--
- Get me out of here.
- After you.
The only thing I got
back in high school
was high school chicks.
What are we doing in here?
I got a gift for you, remember?
Ah. Wait.
What?
Close your eyes.
- Oh, my--
- Close 'em.
I got--I gotcha.
Okay.
- I can open them?
- Yeah.
I found this in my mom's collection.
- The Beach Boys.
- Mm-hmm.
Who's Luke?
That was my dad.
His first, I guess,
before it was my mom's.
He--he died when I was little.
Casper, this is--
Thank you.
Yeah.
You know, you said it was sacred, so.
To Goober, back in fucking high school.
- Yeah, the fucking dude.
- Shut the fuck up.
- You never left.
- You peaked, you peaked.
- You never left.
- Cheers, man.
Wait, wait, wait.
I've never done this before.
Me either.
"Those who attempt to poison
"and destroy My brothers.
"And you will know My name is the Lord
"when I lay My vengeance
upon thee."
That was great.
Thank you.
You don't drink much, do you?
- You know, sometimes.
- Yeah?
Yeah, you know, I had a Schlitz.
- Mm-hmm.
- So not too long ago, so.
Just got a thing
for, like, a fucking skeleton.
Oh--hey, Kirchoff!
Oh!
Kirchoff's here.
Where's your date there, Kirchoff?
What the fuck did you just say?
You know where Becky is?
No idea, dude.
- Tatum?
- Yeah.
Tatum.
Hey, Brad Kirchoff's looking for you.
He's about to fuck some shit up.
Come on!
Hey, Becky!
Oh, there's my date.
Come on, let's--
let's go home.
I'll give you a ride.
Hmm?
Why don't you come down from there
before you hurt yourself?
Just forget it.
- You know what?
- Please.
I dare you
to fucking hit me, "Happy Days."
I know you want to.
It's not worth it.
He's an idiot.
No?
Everyone's watching.
Come on.
Please, come on!
You better sleep with one eye open,
Becky.
You're dating a cold-blooded killer.
Get him, Kirchoff!
Get him!
- Yeah!
- Get him!
Oh!
Stop!
Stop!
Stop!
Please!
Go.
Please.
Are you all right, Kirchoff?
- Hey.
- All right, let him go.
- Casper, dude.
- Casper.
- He's had enough.
- Chill, man.
Buddy.
Get the fuck up.
- Come on, man.
- Casper.
Oh!
- Casper, Casper, yo, hey, hey--
- Fuck off.
Dude.
There were no longer any doubts
that Casper Tatum was capable
of cold-blooded murder.
Fuck.
Ah, fuck.
Can we go?
No.
Come on, come on, come on.
Go, please.
Please, please, please, please.
I love you.
I'll come back for you.
Kirchoff.
Hey, can you hear me, man?
Are you in there, dude?
Shit.
Hey, call 911, man.
Someone, call 911 now!