The Thompsons Page #2

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You got a car?

Tell them you're closed.

You don't understand,

they're my older brothers,

they won't leave.

What's going on in there?

Open the door...

Open the door!

Come on!

Slowly.

Hey, what the f***?

Why's the pub shut?

It's the middle of the f***ing day.

Check it out.

Boys...

Sit down.

Who the f*** are you?

Sit... down.

Of course.

Grab that tape.

Just a couple of seconds,

and we'll be on our way.

Alright.

So you're just going to waltz out of here

with our baby sister, then?

- That's the plan.

- Looks like you've got it all figured out.

Me and my brother...

Oh my, where are my manners?

My name is Ian.

This here is my brother, Cole.

Looks like you've met

the rest of my family.

Let's go.

Should've used more tape.

I would be careful.

Or perhaps you should be careful.

I should probably

back up here a minute.

See. This isn't exactly

how I ended up in here.

Maybe we should start

at the beginning.

As always in my life,

eveything begins with my family.

My brothers. Sister. And I

been moving from town to town

looking for a place to call home.

A place to belong.

You know. We've been close a few times.

But there's something

you may not know about us.

We live with a disease.

A disease we can't run from

even if we tried.

You know. Sometimes it feels

like it's the only thing

keeping us together.

That. And our family blood.

See. After our parents died.

We were left to fend for ourselves.

So now we're all alone with our curse.

Our burden.

Even though we have each other.

Yt can be a very lonely existence.

Hello?

Francis! Pay the guy, will you?

David is my oldest brother.

He used to be a lot more uptight

before the Hawaiian shirts.

He's always felt responsible

to plan our lives out.

To make sure we keep it together.

- How's it going, man?

- Alright.

I'm gonna do a pack of lights.

- And the rest on... pump two.

- You got it.

You ready?

Yo, this place is great, man.

Black Life Magazine?

I haven't seen this

since the nineties, man.

This is my other older brother.

Wendell.

He's one of the twins and not what you call

"completely there."

A bit of a loose cannon.

Best to stay out of his way.

Yeah, well, you got the good one.

I have to get closer in,

'cause you're shooting further.

Bang! Bang!

Bang! Oh!

Whew!

You know, you might be

the prettiest thing I've seen

in a long while.

I'll rip your heart out

and swallow it whole

before you wipe that smile from your face.

Ho!

My sister Darlene.

Be warned. She usually means

exactly what she says.

She's the other twin.

As you already saw.

Darlene and my brother Wendell

do practically everything together.

Alright, Little Man Lenny,

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