Italics or double question marks indicate mumbled speech.

Scene 1

Film begins in Odin's house in Niverville, Manitoba. A leafless tree in a pot in front of the window, a coffee table book about Germany. The rest of the living room, clean, white walls, nice carpeting, a computer, furniture– upper middle class.

Scene 2

Jack's trailer. Jack makes a gesture towards the camera, holding his fingers to his teeth, with a glass in hand, nearly empty. Extension chords hang from the ceiling. The time is just after nine, but the clock could be wrong. Garbage bags on the windows. Occult paraphernalia taped to the cupboards. Other voices speak first.

Everett: ??
Jack: Are you... checking into the drugs, or something?
Everett: No, it's none of those ?? I wouldn't mind getting prescribed, um, phenol-barbital though.
Jack: I have one double Valium left.
Odin: Hey, who's got a black lighter? That I just stole, from this guy.

(Odin appears to have thrown the lighter toward Everett)

Everett: ?? Nazi.
Odin: I tried to fucking put it in your ??
Jack: K but I'm gonna have to shower.
Everett: I thought they took away the shower thing.
Jack: ??
Odin: I'm gonna have to shower too. Yeah Friday I didn't take a shower after work until what was it 3:30 in the morning, it was nice ?? Hey it's a good thing to shower ??
Everett: What's this thing?
Odin: Yeah, right away she starts taking off her clothes ?? One of the last guys who said, oh why don't you guys stick around ??
Everett: I dunno, I'd phone and ask her but I don't want to get drawn into a conversation with her, and ??
Jack: You mean from home?
Everett: Yeah, you think she'd be pretty straight up and just answer questions about the facts– "What's the name of that thing? Yeah, k, thank you."
Jack: She's not gonna know!
Everett: She'll know! She's on it too, fuck.
Jack: No 'cause then she'll think, oh! She'll think something, something ??
Everett: I'm gonna try and get a transcript or something– what are those things called?
Jack: Prescription?
Everett: You get a sheet, it's technically called you get a transcript.
Jack: Um, bullshit information.
Everett: Something like that.
Jack: That information doesn't help anything, It doesn't explain what neurochemicals in the brain is transforming it.
Everett: Those people don't care though.
Jack: Then they're stupid.
Jack: Follow me!

(Jack begin moves down the hallway.)

Everett: They don't have the internet.
Jack: Fuck that, you don't need the internet.
Everett: I need the internet.

(Jack has disappeared down the hallway)

Everett: Your flies are tweaking.
Jack: What? Kay...
Odin: They are too, look at them.
Everett: Get some shots of these flies.
Dot: (laughs) That's okay...
Everett: Seriously, it's a, it's a–
Dot: It's an art thing, right?
Everett: It is an art thing, look at those guys. They don't care, they're like an inch off the floor, then they're back down. Here comes one.

(Jack comes back down the hallway. Flies circumnavigate above the floor around Everett and Odin's shoes. The feet stamp lightly.)

Everett: We're both wearing hard rocking, uh, band shirts.
Jack: One point?
Customer: Yeah
Jack: Okay. You paying tomorrow?
Customer: Yeah. I'll come by tomorrow, 'bout six o'clock; five, six o'clock–
Jack: In the morning?
customer: Oh, not in the morning, six in the evening–
Jack: Well... Pfft. ?? Okay. What's this fucking ?? shit.
Dot: Can I sit you down and ask you a bunch of questions?
Jack: What? After I shower.

(Jack recedes down the hallway.)

Customer: I don't even care, you know, ?? cares.

Scene 3

For the duration this scene the camera explores the trailer, revealing books covering the kitchen table, religious paraphernalia on the walls, and flies in the sink. Everett is seen reading in a chair across from Odin between the kitchen and the living room. Two customers sit further into the living room.

Everett: Who's crazy?
Customer: I don't know, man.
Everett: You don't know.
Customer: I've only come here a few times now, ??
Everett: He's a little crazy.
Customer: But fuck man, he was sitting there ?? talking to himself, sketching right out.
Everett: I've read this book like four times.
Everett: He gets a little sketchy. He's been into, um, peeking a lot lately, like around corners and over blinds and shit.
Customer: I don't even want to talk to him, man, he just talks to himself.
Everett: I've never seen him talking to himself.
Odin: Yeah, neither have I.
Everett: Today we thought he was yelling at himself outside the house but he was actually just yellin' at us, and we were all standing out there like, "what the hell is he yelling about?", we didn't know what was goin' on, and he was all mad at us.
(Laughter)
(Cough)
Everett: ?? car ?? Whatever you want...
Everett: Shit.
Odin: I know.
Everett: Yeah, fuck.
Odin: That's messed.
Everett: Here we go.
Odin: ?? down the hallway.
customer: Are you actually taping?
Dot: Yeah.
customer: Yeah?
Dot: Yeah.
Everett: Hey Jack, what's your–