SOMA | The Meme Dump
CLEANER
Iso, Gary, get a hold of him. Gentle but firm restraint. Safe word is mongoose. Agreed? Engage.
Levon scrambles away from the three clumsy MemeTrade workers.
He grabs his long board and swings it into the Mover’s temple with a mighty crack. Iso screams. The Mover goes weak in the knees and falls away from the treehouse entrance.
MOVER
Oh, Ray... I’m hurt.
The mover falls to the ground.
CLEANER
Mongoose! Mongoose!
The Cleaner and Iso jump to the ground. Levon stumbles down the ladder after them, awkwardly carrying his phone, longboard, championship belt, and his mushroomfilled backpack. On his way to ground, his backpack snags on a nail. As it’s yanked free, a small hole is torn in the bag. Fine wisps of mushroom spores escape. They drift out from the hole like cigarette smoke.
NICK
What’s going on over there?
Levon runs away with his phone at his ear.
LEVON
Friggin' narc raid!
NICK
Levon. Cool out, brother! They aren’t the police.
Levon looks back at the MemeTrade workers. He sees the team splitting the walls of this treehouse apart with a crowbar and loading the pieces into their van.