[ IP ] Underneath the bridge .

`` What are we doing here?'' Quick moaned, looking up at the pigeons walking the girders high above. 
 
 `` I like it here. It's... I just like it. Feels nice.'' Corky sat atop the hood of his car. He sliced off sliver of apple with his pocket knife and listened to the echoing drone of the traffic above. 
 
 `` I thought we were going to pick up Samantha and head to the mall.'' Quick said, slinging a rock at one of the column of cement supporting the bridge. 
 
 `` You know, I always had a thing for her -- for Sam. Ever since our freshman year.'' Corky admitted, eating the sliver of apple from his knife blade. 
 
 `` I know. I wish it had worked out differently. We're best friends. She chose me though. I do n't want there to be any hard feelings, dude. Say the word. I'll break up with her. Our friendship is more important than a girl.'' Quick told him with a smile. 
 
 `` Naw. You two are great together. I mean, it kind of sucks you're dating her when you just admitted I mean more to you than her, but I understand it.'' He said with a laugh. Quick chuckled too. `` You go ahead and date her. She's not going to come between me and you. In fact, after today, I promise never to bring it up again.'' 
 
 `` That's why we're friends.'' Quick told him with a grin. `` That shit right there. I love you man.'' He said, stepping over to bump fist. Corky bumped his fist then slugged him in the shoulder and laughed about. Quick rubbed away the sting and laughed it off. 
 
 `` Hey,'' Corky called. `` You want to know the real reason I like this place?'' He said, pointing up at the bridge above. 
 
 `` Yeah. Sure man.'' Quick replied looking up. 
 
 `` That's why I like this place.'' Corky crowed. 
 
 `` I do n't see -- What are we looking at?'' Quick asked. 
 
 `` Oh. You ca n't see it from there. Come over here.'' He said. Quick backed over to his car and peered up at the under structure of the bridge. `` You see it?'' Corky asked. 
 
 `` No. All I see is pigeons and a lot of pigeon shit.'' Quick confessed. `` What is it?'' 
 
 `` Nothing. That's why I like this place. There's nothing here and nobody from the bridge can see you when you're here.'' Corky told him. 
 
 Quick shrugged. `` Cool.'' 
 
 `` Yeah. A man needs a place like this to visit on occassion.'' Corky said, tossing his apple into the weeds. 
 
 `` To think?'' Quick asked. 
 
 `` No. To dump a body.'' His friend replied. Quick turned to see Corky smirking. 
 
 `` Yeah. You could definitely dump a body here. That's for freaking sure. You think anyone has ever dumped a body here before?'' Quick asked. 
 
 `` Before today?'' Corky asked. `` No.'' Quick coughed with laughter, then cried out when Corky threw an arm around his throat and shoved his pocket knife repeatedly into the small of his friends back. When Quick raised his arms to try and break free, Corky stabbed him several times under the arm. 
 
 `` Why?'' Quick cried as Corky eased him to the ground. 
 
 `` I saw her first.'' Corky replied. 
 
 `` I would... have broke... up with her.'' Quick sobbed, coughing up flecks of blood. Corky shook his head. 
 
 `` She chose you, buddy. Now, she choose me when I console her. I wish it did n't have to be like this, but she's the one.'' 
 
 `` I loved... you, m-man.'' Quick whispered. He breathed a long sigh and stopped his protest. 
 
 He closed Quick's eyes and blinked away the tears forming there. `` I love you too. I just love her more.''
