Because the internet screenplay entry, 21st century siddharthra

Tires SCREECH outside. Dude 2 stands up. There's a small crash outside

Yelling

VOICE: FREEZE!

GUNSHOTS!

The Boy and Dude 2 look at each other

*****[PLAY Hans Zimmer's "TIME" AT THIS POINT]*****

A stray bullet hits Dude 2 in the chest. At this moment Dude 2 looks at The Boy much like Jay. He'll never read this sentence because he's already dead, just the somewhat ominous expression on his lifeless body staring at The Boy

Then, while looking into the eyes of Dude 2, he sees Fam. But not only Fam, but Swank. And Steve. And Marcus. And AJ, and Sasha, and Vanessa, and Nyla, and Naomi, and finally, his father. He sees them in flashes for moments but yet all at once. He feels as if his whole life has led up to this moment

For a second, times stops. He realizes that there is no value behind a computer screen. That their is no value in slanging dope, or riches. He begins to ponder what even drew him into such things. He wonders why he did all the actions in his life that have cultivated into this moment. He realizes the true meaning of life for a moment. He feels as if he has achieved, …as the word comes to him:

… mast er y…..

He now has a new found sense of the world around him. He knows what he wants to be in life. It was never about summer camp, his father, his trolling. It was about finding himself. He then looks back to see the faces saying the same word, with a different accent and tone each time, but still maintaining a purpose:

... roscoe's wetsuit…..

"roscoe's wetsuit" was almost like an anthem, a call to one's soul. He realizes that these two, little words is what embodied him. They are what ate him away and yet they lead him to his whole self. He stands up, walks out the door, and as he does so, the light from…

…OP EN FOR IN TER P RET ATION…..