As Alexander and Zachariah are making their way through university, they realize that the future holds a different path for each brother. In their third year Alexander decides to dropout of the university and enlist in the military. As Alexander is starting his military career, Zachariah is preparing to graduate from the business program at the university and enter the workforce.
(5 years later).
Zachariah is in the middle of a profile interview with Isness Bus Outsider, discussing what its like to have made his first billion dollars before the age of 30 when he receives a call from a blocked number.
(Z) "Hello?" (A) "Zach! How are you doing you big dumb bitch? Its Al." (Z) "Hey brother it's good to hear from you, I'm in the middle of an interview can I call you back in a few?" (A) "I can see that, congrats on being so damn impressive, and the piece of ass they sent to interview you has some nice tits. Unfortunately, I can't talk long, as this will be the last phone call I make will still alive." (Z) "What do you mean your last phone call while you are alive?" (A) "I have been invited to join an exclusive agency and my death will be reported tomorrow, following that all record of my existence will be erased. Just wanted to give you a heads up and to ask that you help my family through these hard times and keep an eye out for them while I'm dead." (Z) "You know I would do that without you even asking, will I ever see or hear from you again?" (A) "I'll try and keep in touch the best I can, probably need to come up with something creative, if I'm still above ground that is. I appreciate you looking out for them. I love you brother." (Z) "I love you (click) too… fuckin asshole, just like him to hang up on me."
At this point the interviewer from Isness Bus Outsider has been sitting awkwardly for a couple of minutes while waiting for Zachariah to finish his phone call, which he took in the middle of the TELEVISED interview! (Interviewer) "Is everything alright? May we continue with the interview?" (Z) "Everything is fine, just a friend wanting me to let you know that you have some nice tits."
(10 years later).
Two men dressed in black are watching a funeral take place from a little wase off. (A) "You sure you want to go through with this?" (Z) "A little late now don't you think? That's my casket they are lowering in to the ground." (A) "I know haha, just fuckin with you. Pretty cruel of you to put your wife and little one through this though don't you think?"(Z) "She's a good woman, she deserves someone who actually cares for her, and my child would probably end up growing to hate and resent me anyways. That's how it usually goes when your parents have an obscene amount of wealth." (A) "Sound logic, and I can't really talk. I have enough children littered across the world you could fund a city with the amount of child support I would have to pay if I weren't dead."
.…Silently observing the funeral as it comes to an end….
(A) "This funeral is a little small given the amount of notoriety you possess. I'm assuming there will be something grand at a later date once your death is announced?" (Z) "When you have enough money to literally purchase the northern hemisphere, giving away trillions to charity is nothing. So, to answer your question yes, they'll probably do something ridiculous like bury my "body" in a public place, erect a statue and build a park in my honor." (A) "Well, aren't you cool. I want to be just like you when I grow up. A real saint." (Z) "We both know neither of us are a saint. There's one thing that's been bothering me though." (A) "Hmmm?" (Z) "Why didn't I have an open casket funeral? With the resources at our disposal, it should have been a simple task." (A) "Because I'm lazy." (Z) "Care to elaborate?" (A) "I found someone who had the same body type as you and shot them in the head with a shotgun. Then paid the mortician to claim it was you and to strongly recommend a closed casket funeral. Coupled with some of your personal belongings, one of your excessively expensive suits and a smashed pumpkin of a head it went over smoothly. Keep it simple, people like it that way." (Z) "You know that you are fucked in the head, right?" (A) "So?" (Z) "Just sayin. Now what? Just disappear?" (A) "Ya, just disappear….. Want to go fuck with people on the golf course?" (Z) "Fuck ya!"