Brian and Nick are sitting on Nick’s bed playing video games.
The phone rings.
NICK - Let the machine get it.
The machine picks up.
It’s Joey Fatone.
JOEY’S VOICE - Brian? Are you there? Brian, you can’t just come over and play basketball with me and then leave.
Brian rushes to the answering machine and shuts it off.
He smiles innocently at Nick.
Nick stands up looking pissed.
NICK - You’ve been playing basketball with someone else?.... ...With N Sync of all people!!
BRIAN - Nick, I -
NICK - No! I don’t wanna hear it!! Get out!!
BRIAN - Nick -
NICK - No! I don’t ever wanna see you again!!
Brian packs his things and moves out.
Nick goes upstairs to Howie’s apartment.
He knocks on the door. Howie answers.
NICK - Brian left... I told him to. I can’t be alone tonight.
LATER
Sitting in Howie’s hotel room watching When Harry Met Sally.
NICK - I don’t wanna live alone. I’m scared of the dark.
HOWIE - There are worse things than being on your own.
NICK - Yeah, I could be dating Britney Spears.
HOWIE - Ew.
NICK - Maybe I’ll get a roommate.
HOWIE - You can always call Brian.
NICK - No, we’re through. I’m gonna get a roommate.
The next day.
Nick walks past the fridge. He sees a picture of Brian and Tyke.
He picks up the phone and dials Brian’s number.
BRIAN’S VOICE - HELLO!!!!!
Nick hangs up.
He slides down into the corner, crying.
A young boy with bad hair, by the name of Justin Timberlake walks in unseen by Nick.
Justin walks over to Nick.
JUSTIN - Yo, dawg.
He sticks his tongue out.
Nick jumps to his feet.
NICK - Hi.
JUSTIN - Yo, the d’oh was open...Hey, you’re Nick Carter, ain’t ya?
NICK - Yeah.
JUSTIN - I’m Justin Timberlake.
NICK - Yeah, I know, from N Sync.
JUSTIN - I’m here ‘bout dat crib....You aiight, G?
NICK - Um... no. Could you come back tomorrow?
JUSTIN - Yo, kick back ‘n chill and I’ll fix us some vodka t’s. It’ll be tight, homes, trust me.
NICK - ... Um...I don’t drink vodka.
JUSTIN - Oh... rum?... Tequila?
NICK - No.
JUSTIN - Dat’s whack.
He sticks his tongue out.
NICK - ... Justin, eh? That’s an unusual name.
JUSTIN - Yeah, I got some wicked tags growin’ up, yo.
NICK - (under his breath) I’m sure they were cause of your hair, not your name.
JUSTIN - Huh?
NICK - Um... nice hair.
JUSTIN - It’s cold, isn’t it?
NICK - (slowly) ...R.....ight.
Justin picks up the pic of Brian.
NICK - You can toss that. He’s the reason I’m looking for a new roommate.
JUSTIN - Word...But you two nigs were wicked tight, yo. Frick and Frack, ya know what I’m sayin’? Damn.
NICK - Yeah.. so when can you move in?
JUSTIN - Really?
NICK - Yeah.
JUSTIN - AAAAWWWWSYEAH!!!!!!! We gonna get this crunk!!
NEXT DAY
Nick and Justin are walking back to the apartment eating ice cream.
JUSTIN - Where’d you get such cold threads . I mean, it’s just so...”show business”, you know what I’m sayin’?
Sticks tongue out.
NICK - Well, I think you look very comfortable.
JUSTIN - I don’t dig when it comes to lookin’ good. I just put on what I sees, ya know what I’m sayin’? Don’t matter to me.
NICK - Yeah, I come from a big family, ya know. We like to look in the mirror before we leave the house.
They walk inside the apartment.
JUSTIN - I was supposed to be a twin, ya know, but he was stillborn.
NICK - (mumbles)Thank god there’s not another him.
JUSTIN - Huh?
NICK - Nevemind.
As they walk in the door, the phone rings.
The answering machine gets it. It’s Brian.
BRIAN’S VOICE - Come on, Nick. Call me. This is torture. I know you need me as much as I need you. Just call me.
A pug comes running out of the kitchen.
DOG - Arf! Arf!
NICK - What the -
Justin picks him up.
JUSTIN - They was tossin’ these little pups out fo’ free and..... can we keep him?
NICK - No.
JUSTIN - Let’s call him Crunk.
Sticks tongue out.
NICK - Let’s not.
JUSTIN - Can we keep him? Please!!(whines)
NICK - God!! How does N Sync put up with you?!
JUSTIN - What?
NICK - Nothing. Nevermind.
Justin holds the dog up over his head.
JUSTIN - Please!
The dog pees on him.
NICK - HAHA!! Ok, we can keep him.
JUSTIN - Awwwwwwwwwwwwssssssssssssyeah!!
NICK - YOU take care of him!
JUSTIN - Word.
THE NEXT DAY
Justin is sitting on the floor playing with the puppy.
Nick walks in.
JUSTIN - Wait, yo.
He stands up.
Brian comes out of the kitchen.
JUSTIN - I tried to tells ya.
BRIAN - Why haven’t you called me? Why didn’t you respond to my letter?
He turns to Justin as his face lights up.
He waves.
BRIAN - HELLO!
He goes back to being serious.
NICK - What letter? I didn’t get any letter!
BRIAN - I sent it with the keys.
NICK - I didn’t get any keys either.
Justin glares at him from across the room.
BRIAN - What’s his problem?
NICK - I dunno... let’s go play golf.
BRIAN - YEAH!!!!!
Brian makes a weird face and throws himself on the ground and flops about.
BRIAN - Neep!! Neep!!
NICK - Get up. Let’s go.
Brian stops flopping and looks up at Nick. He waves.
BRIAN - HELLO!!
NICK - Hi, Get up!
They leave.
5 AM THE NEXT MORNING
Nick comes quietly into the apartment.
JUSTIN - Where the hell have you been?
NICK - GASP!!
He spins around.
NICK - Justin, what are you doing?!
JUSTIN - Yo, I’ve been wating since 6 last night to hear from you!
NICK - I’m sorry. I was out with Brian.
JUSTIN - There’s such a thing as a phone, ya know!! While you were out gallivanting around with that floozy friend of yours, I’ve been here worried sick!!!
NICK - OK, calm down, MOM.
Justin looks hurt.
JUSTIN - So you two are friends again.
NICK - (shrugs)Yeah.
JUSTIN - So, I guess he’ll be moving back in again. I’m sure you two will be very happy.... and I’ll be lonely.
NICK - Hey, you’ll find someone else. I mean, we can-
JUSTIN - Look in the mirror.
They walk over to the mirror and look into it.
Justin sticks his tongue out.
JUSTIN - You’re in a different league. You have this great personality. You’ve got this great sense of style. You’re always gonna have someone. Look at me... and my afro!!
He slams his fist down.
He takes a deep breath.
JUSTIN - Well, I guess I’ll pack my stuff.
NICK - You don’t have to leave yet. (shrugs) I mean, Brian’s not moving in until we get back from our next tour.
JUSTIN - Sigh.
NICK - We’ll work something out. But right now I gotta go. Brian’s waiting, ya know.
Justin sits down on the floor as Nick leaves. The dog scratches at the door and whines.
JUSTIN - Come here Crunk... Crunk....CRUNK!!!
The dog ignores him.
JUSTIN - Here boy!! Yo!!! Crunk!!
The dog still ignores him.
LATER THAT NIGHT
Brian and Nick are crossing the street to the apartment.
They hear a lady's scream. They run over to her.
Crunk’s lifeless body is laying on the ground. Brian looks up to the apartment window.
NCIK - AUGH!!!!
They run inside and up to the apartment. Justin is walking around dusting with his headphones on.
JUSTIN - I’m the miggity miggity miggity miggity mac daddy. I’m the miggity miggity mac. Jump jump, the mac dad’ll make ya, jump jump. Daddy mac’ll make ya JUMP JUMP! Kriss Kross’ll make ya JUMP JUMP!! Uh huh! Uh huh!
Nick runs over to Justin with tears steaming down his face.
NICK - JUSTIN!
He rips Justin’s head phones off.
JUSTIN - What the dilly, yo?
NICK - Crunk is dead!! You left the window open!
Justin’s mouth drops open.
JUSTIN - But......
Nick rushes into Brian’s arms.
NICK - He’s dead Brian! Crunk is dead!
BRIAN - I know, honey, I know. Shhh. Shhh.
He pats the back of Nick’s head.
NICK - Why?!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
THE NEXT DAY
Nick is sitting in the living room playing Nintendo.
Justin walks in with a haircut exactly like Nick’s and wearing a typical Nick outfit.
NICK - What are you doing?
JUSTIN - I love myself like this.
NICK - .................
JUSTIN - I didn’t think you’d mind.
NICK - (angrily)Well, I do. You should’ve asked first.
JUSTIN - Well, I love myself like this.
He smiles and runs his fingers through his hair.
NICK - Geez.
He stands up. I’m going upstairs to visit Howie.
He goes upstairs to Howie’s apartment.
Howie answers the door.
NICK - You gotta help me, D. Timberlake has gone insane! You gotta tell me what to do.
MEANWHILE DOWNSTAIRS
Brian enters the dark apartment.
BRIAN - Nick?
He searches for a light switch.
NICK - Leave the light off.
BRIAN -(waves)HELLO!!
He squints through the darkness.
BRIAN - What are you doing?
NICK - Come here. I have a surprise for you.
Brian walks towards the shadow sitting on the couch.
BRIAN - Your voice sounds different.
NICK - Uh... I have a cold.
BRIAN - That’s not what Nick sounds like with a cold.
NICK - Uh.. I have laryngit- I mean.....larynditos.
BRIAN - Oh, ok. Hi Nick.
NICK - Come sit by me.
He pats the couch next to him.
Brian sits down.
BRIAN - Um... can we turn a light on?
NICK - No... I don’t want you to see me. I have a pimple.
Nick scoots an inch closer to Brian.
He puts his arm on the couch behind Brian.
He scoots closer.
NICK - So.....
He traces his finger down Brian’s chest.
NICK - What do you feel like doing?
Brian swallows heavily.
NICK - Don’t be nervous.
He holds Brian’s face in his hands.
BRIAN - Uh... dude-
Nick puts his finger on Brian’s mouth to silence him.
NICK - Shhh. No talky. Just kiss me.
Brian yelps as Nick’s lips touch his. He jumps up off the couch.
Just then, the front door is thrown open and two people come in. One of them flips the light switch. Brian looks over. It’s Howie and Nick.
Brian looks back and forth between the Nick on the couch and the Nick by the door.
BRIAN - Nick?
Howie is holding a cat.
HOWIE - I’m Howie.(wink)
Brian looks down at the guy on the couch.
BRIAN - Justin?
Justin flashes him a teethy grin.
BRIAN - Gross.
He gags and spits.
Justin stands up. He picks up a high heeled shoe.
HOWIE - Hey, that’s my shoe!!
NICK - Howie, that’s a woman’s shoe!!
HOWIE - It is?.... No wonder!!
A look of anger and evil crosses Justin’s face.
JUSTIN - (to Nick) He’ll do it again! Tomorrow he’ll be off playing basketball with someone else!! You’re so fucking weak!!(to Howie) And you! Do you even have a purpose in this movie?!
HOWIE - I’m Howie. (wink)All of you guys have stuck behind the Backstreet Boys for the past 5 years of our existence as a group.(wink) We love you guys.
Everyone stares blankly at him.
HOWIE - Thank you for all your support. (wink wink)Right now, at this time -
JUSTIN - DIE!!
He charges at Howie.
HOWIE - EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Howie passes out before he gets to him.
The cat runs into the other room and eats Tyke.
JUSTIN - Well, that was easy.
He turns to Brian and holds up the shoe.
He throws it at him. It sticks in his forehead. He falls.
NICK- NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO OO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
JUSTIN - Boom jiggy jiggy jiggy. Boom jiggy jiggy jiggy.
He sticks his tongue out.
Nick rushes at him.
NICK - AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!
He punches Justin in the nose.
JUSTIN - OW!!!!!!
NICK - There! Now it’s even bigger than it was before!
He runs at Justin again.
Justin ducks.
Nick runs into the wall.
NICK - OW!!! MY NOSE!!!!!!!
He turns around crying.
NICK - Why did you kill him?!!! WHY???!!!!
JUSTIN - Can you ask the rain why it falls? Can you ask the toast why it burns? Can you ask the other sock where it goes in the dryer? No!! Such is Justin!
NICK - You’re insane.
Justin looks Nick dead in the eye.
JUSTIN - I.....am....not.....insane. I am merely... fascinated with the wondrous artifact that is Nickolas Carter. And this is how you repay me?!!
He slaps Nick.
Nick grabs his face.
JUSTIN - Well, now it’s my turn. He pulls out a roll of duct tape.
NICK - What’s that for?
JUSTIN - To tie you up and leave you here to rot!!
NICK - You’re not gonna rape me are you?
JUSTIN - No. I’ll leave that up to Howie.
Nick looks over at Howie’s body.
NICK - HOWIE!!!!
He cries again.
NICK - I loved them!! And you killed them!!
JUSTIN - It had to be done, Nicky. You and me....we were meant to be.
NICK - No!!
JUSTIN - We’re both blonde. We’re both the youngest. We both have incredibly squeaky voices. We were born almost a year apart.
NICK - NOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!
He pulls a rat out of his pocket and tosses it at Justin.
NICK - Here’s your twin you were talking about!!
It lands on his face.
JUSTIN - EEEEEEEEKKK!!!!
He tosses the rat off and throws Nick to the ground.
They wrestle.
Justin pins Nick to the ground.
JUSTIN - Now.... you’re mine!
HOWIE - NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Justin turns his head as Howie gets up.
JUSTIN - I thought I killed you.
He knocks Justin off of Nick.
He takes the high heeled shoe out of Brian’s eye and stabs Justin with it.
He pulls Nick up and hugs him.
Nick weeps into Howie’s shoulder.
FADE OUT:
NICK VOICE OVER - I cried the whole week of Brian’s funeral. Howie says that won’t bring him back. He’s right. Howie always knew just what to say to turn me o- I mean to cheer me up. Joey Fatone said that Justin had wanted to be close to me. He never wanted to hurt Brian. But he still couldn’t forgive himself for not being good enough for me. Everyday I try to forgive Justin for Brian. Then I try to do what Justin couldn’t... forgive myself. I know what could happen to someone who doesn’t.