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A Bag of Hammers Page #6
Here. Take it.
Careful.
Just... drink it.
Okay...
- Mm-mm.
- I don't believe you. Yeah right.
- Mm-mm.
- Come on.
- You like it a little bit.
- Mm-mm.
Kelsey! Kelsey!
Let's go!
Let's go.
What are you driving?
What?
Geez. I'm gonna get my ass
kicked if someone sees.
Just get in.
And don't say "ass".
Come on,
it's all we could find.
We gotta get you
to the doctor's by four.
Doctor's?
That's right.
You need some shots.
Yeah, so you don't
bring home diseases.
- Just kidding!
- We're going to Splash World!
We faked you out so hard!
Look at your face.
- That was awesome!
- Yes!
You smell like throw-up.
My shoe smells like
throw-up.
- Hello.
- Hey, how's it going, Kelsey?
Good. We went to
Splash Mountain.
- We had a very educational field trip today.
- Yep.
- Oh, you did?
- Yep.
And we learned that Splash
Mountain makes Alan puke!
- Kelsey, thank you...
- Yes we did, it's a beautiful thing.
Kelsey, you wanna go see how
Jorge makes the waffles?
- Sure.
- Hey, cool.
- Deal. Whaddya say?
- Thank you.
- Hey, boys.
- Hey, Jorge.
Hi, Jorge.
Just what in the f***
are you doing?
Mel, we're doing this.
Okay? So...
What you're doing is selfish.
This wont fix you,
wont help anything.
It wont erase anything.
You'll just f*** up
everyone involved.
Can I get a cup
of coffee, please?
- Thanks.
- If you do this...
You will hurt him so bad...
You'll make him just like you.
Alright, that's enough.
Kelsey. We're going.
Why?
Come on, guys.
- Slow pokes.
- We're coming.
You got my shirt
and everything?
Oh yeah.
The shirt is cool.
Kelsey, get in the car.
What? Why?
- Hey wait, you can't take him!
- What are you doing, man!
Watch me.
- Kelsey!
- What are you doing?!
Hey! You've got no right!
Right? Kidnapping a little boy?
Is that a right?
- No, we're not he...
- Back off!
He has no one.
He has no extended family,
no father.
We're all he's got!
A mother dies,
and you thought
you could just take him?
That no one would notice?
That no one would care?
- No. All we've done is take care of Kelsey.
- Save it.
- I'm taking him to the police.
- Don't do that man.
- Hold on!
- Please, don't take him!
They got me a sofa bed.
We went and tested them out.
I got to pick which one.
And they didn't even care.
- And Alan says soon we're gonna
move into the front house... - Kelsey.
so I can have my own room.
Look, that's all fine
but it's not...
- It's not a mother...
- She hated me!
I'm sure that isn't true.
Listen, you guys had
a very difficult time
with the hurricane.
- When an act of God like that happens...
- I'm not from there.
What?
She made me say that we
were from New Orleans,
so people would treat us nicer.
Look, you may not
understand this,
but this is the best
thing for you, okay.
They wanted me.
They couldn't take
care of you, Kelsey.
No one has ever
wanted me before.
But they wanted me!
- It's not enough.
- Yes, it is!
It could have been.
Get on it, Kels!
Get on it, Kels!
- Alright, come on, Kelsey.
- Get on it, Kels. Top corner!
- Top three, yes.
- Top three.
See how my sword weeps
for the poor Kings death.
- Yes.
- Excellent.
- Where you going?
- Just out. None of your business.
I don't know what the f***
you're talking about!
What am I talking about?
It's not my f***ing
fault, it's you.
F***!
Blue.
That's so easy,
it's right there.
You total idiot.
Sorry for your loss.
Condolences.
Head on the hood.
Spread your legs.
Do not resist me.
Do not resist me.
There he is.
Yes!
Welcome out.
Freedom!
You guys have to
stop stealing cars.
Kelsey!
- Come on.
- Yeah.
...six, seven, eight...
Welcome to Wiggles,
the Wiggles Waffles...
Can you make your hips go back?
And I'm a professional!
We just need some hotdogs.
What's up, buddy?
Yea.
Kelsey?
Kelsey?
The group home was okay?
At least the water's hot.
I'm sorry, Kelsey.
It's our job, my job actually,
to protect you,
kids like you
from people like that.
It's no excuse,
obviously, but...
Sometimes, you know...
Sometimes we just can't
get there soon enough.
Hey,
a lot more from now on.
Okay?
We're gonna find you a family
that you can stay
with for a while.
Become an adoptive
family maybe.
We'll see.
But...
Nothing bad is gonna happen
to you anymore.
Alright?
With the new people can
I have my own room?
We'll see what we can do.
You wanna go meet them?
There's a busy infidel
And we had poor defense
And she had little malice
A saddened hurt embrace
I wouldn't kiss enough
To put them in their place
Is not now common knowledge...
Alright.
Here we go.
- You got your toothbrush?
- Yeah dad, I've got it.
You got the map of the school,
so you don't get lost.
You guys need to chill out.
Be cool.
- I will be fine.
- It is cool.
And, I just want you to know,
we're gonna be
around if you need...
It's only an hour drive.
I promise to visit.
- Right.
- Cool.
- He promises to come visit.
- Good. Good.
Son, I'm so proud of you.
Thank you.
Alright, you guys
need to get out of here.
Alright. Don't forget
your six string now.
Express yourself, bud.
I'm Kelsey Manilow-Dwellman.
I think I'm in room 322-B.
It's alright.
- Let's go.
- I'm not ready yet.
Alright, you guys
need to get out of here cuz...
Okay.
See you in four years.
- I love you, son.
- See you, bud.
Okay.
Wow, we did it!
Some of them still green
But never will you see one
that's stuck and in between
As all came from a garden
where the wind has died down low
He tends them with a smile
It's all that I believe
Hey, Marty.
This is it...
What can I get ya?
A side of you.
I knew you'd be happy.
- Seriously?
- Yeah.
Oh Marty, no. No...
But I can give you, you know...
A lots...
I am... sure.
You're a great guy,
- and I think you're...
- You touched me...
and there is someone out there
who will want to touch you
- but I don't.
- You only know seventy percent of me...
- Try for his wallet, Kelsey.
- Kelsey!
What are you doing?!
- I am so sorry...
- Apologize to this man.
I can't believe this.
I am so sorry.
No matter what we try
he just keeps on stealing!
You are gonna be
punished, mister!
Hundreds of kittens and puppies
being put down every week.
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