A Boy and His Dog Page #2

This place ought to be

loaded. Get it out of there.

Might work.

Dog:
We'll wait like we always do.

Hell with waiting.

Dog:
Vic, come back here!

Get away from here, help help,

he's taking our bag, help help.

Get back down in here, you

idiots, get back in here.

Leave him go.

Oh shut up. At least

he's got some guts.

Get out of here and guard that wagon.

He got our bag. Run boy!

Come back any time, though.

Dig you...

That's our boy. Put out the cheese.

What do you want to do tonight?

Dog:
Oh, doesn't really matter to me.

Whatever you would like

to do, Albert...uh, Vic.

Well, hell, now that we're loaded,

I guess we could hit the turf.

Dog:
Yes, we could do that.

Well if you rather not...

Dog:
Oh no, no, no,

that would be fine.

We could probably even

afford a little pop..popcorn.

Mats good for the rifle,

put in the water there.

Theyre getting wet there; move

them over, goes to rust fast.

Move on along.

You money grabbing toad,

you move my stuff over!

Move his heat; we don't

want no trouble tonight.

If it picks up one rust spot,

you're going to wake up

with a crowd around you.

Sardines...

We could use some.

What about the mutt.

He ain't no mutt.

You wanna see the movies or don't you.

Peaches.

How the hell am I

supposed to know that?

You can read, can't you?

Peaches for the dog.

Beets are better for him any way.

There's a screamer 'bout a mile out.

Where's he heading?

You think I'd stick around to

find out? I said screamers.

Dog:
I want popcorn.

Pass.

You said we'd get some.

Who said.

Dog:
Come on, Albert,

buy me some popcorn.

I'm tapped, you can live without it.

Dog:
You're just being an ass.

You just remember that the next

time you want to call me Albert.

Dog:
I hope the next time you

play with yourself you go blind.

Dog:
Come on let's sit there in front.

Sit down!

Get your ass over there,

I want to sit here.

Dog:
How can you enjoy

a show without popcorn.

Dog:
All right tightwad,

watch the master at work.

Dog:
Charity is a thing of the past.

Dog:
There's a female in here.

You're nuts.

Dog:
I tell you she's in here.

Where?

Where is she?

Wait a minute.

Come out here, I want to talk to you.

Lying egg sucker, I ought to kick

your tail up around your ears.

Expect me to believe you

can whiff her when there

ain't no other dog in the whole

joint that's caught her yet?

Dog:
Now you forget my

infallibility, Albert, that's foolish.

No I didn't forget, I

just don't believe it.

Where is she?

Knock it off.

How the hell can I see the picture?

Get them out of here,

sic the dogs on them.

Call off the dog...

Ok, all right I was dumb, you taught me

all I know, I believe

everything you say.

That wasn't her was it? Come on.

She might get away.

I'll buy you the popcorn.

Bottom line, you're a

brain with an educated

nose and there's no other

canine in your class.

Dog:
She's dressed like

a solo wearing a knit cap.

Where's the kid?

He's spending the night

with Johnny Lambert.

Oh, please, take me now.

Come on, get up. Not yet guys.

Damn it darling, cry!

Look what I found.

Okay? Which way did she go?

Dog:
To the right.

Come on.

Not Troy or Hitchcock.

That's it for tonight, shut 'her down.

That stupid broad.

She's in there where

the screamers hole up.

Dog:
They're not in there

now, she's in there alone.

Screamers.

Damn it.

How the hell am I going

to nail her in there?

Dog:
Simple, stop shaking like

a leaf and go in there and do it.

You sure it's clean?

Dog:
Albert, have I ever lied to you?

Go over there, and I'm going

to get one of them mats.

You make one move off there

and I'll shoot your leg

right out from under you.

and you'll still get it

except you'll be without a leg.

Well what are you looking at?

What's your name?

Vic.

Vic what?

Just Vic.

Then what are your

mother and father's names?

Boy are you a dumb broad.

I told you to stop

looking at me like that

or I'll bust your teeth out.

Now get that stuff off.

What's your name?

Quilla June Holmes.

That's a weird name.

It's not. My mother says it's

not that unusual back in Oklahoma.

That where your folks come from?

Before the war.

They must be pretty old by now.

They are, but they're okay I guess.

Hmm, this one's better....Now what?

Dog:
Rover pack. 23 strong.

They got the building surrounded.

Great, some other mutt must

have smelled her in the theater.

Who are you talking too?

Him.

The dog?

Dog:
Give them the girl.

Dig in and stand them off.

Dog:
They don't know about us.

Just give them the girl

and let's get out of here.

We stay. Now you got

any helpful suggestions?

Dog:
Yeah, pull up your pants, Romeo.

Dog:
Now will you listen to reason?

Dog:
There's too many of them.

You're going to get us shot up.

Dog:
Damn fool.

Dog:
There's only one way out of

here. Boxed in, that's no good.

Dog:
out there in the big

room...what...Quilla: Hello dog, hello...

Dog:
Oh Jesus, they'll probably

come down the ladder...Quilla:

What's a matter, don't you talk to

strangers? Dog:
Shut up will you!

Dog:
I can see it.

Dog:
It's going to be a great help,

now if we..Quilla:

Do you understand me?

Dog:
One down, take his heat that

will get him...Quilla: What's the...

Shut up!

Dog:
Lovely odds we're

up against, aren't they?

Right. Let's set up for them.

Dog:
And I'm right about

the simpering female.

I get that, now how do

you figure the fight?

Over there!

Hey ....

She's moving again.

Roar.

Where'd she go?

Dog:
Good or bad first.

Bad.

Dog:
All right, they didn't come

down the ladder like I anticipated

and since they found other ways in,

we've lost the element of surprise.

Dog:
There's no way

we can handle them.

And the good?

Let the 7 dwarfs have Snow White and

we can get out of here

with all our parts.

Over my dead body.

Dog:
They're working on

that right now. Grrrrr...

Dog:
Screamers.

Where? I don't hear them.

Dog:
Now what would everyone

do if they heard one right now.

Run like a sonofabitch.

Dog:
Ah ha.

It's worth a try.

Screamers.

You hear that?

Screamers!

Goddamn it, get out of the way!

Dog:
Make certain they've gone, Vic.

Dog:
Don't stick your

empty head out, Vic.

Hey,easy...

Dog:
Will you shut her up?

I can't hear myself think.

Dog:
Get something green.

Wrap it around a stick.

Dog:
Wave it up there. Shine

a flashlight up through it.

Have they gone?

What do you see?

Ha, ha, ha, ha...

They are wimps...woohoohoo!

We did it!

I would have given a whole sack of

potatoes to see their

faces when they ran!

Hehehe, Hey Blood we did

it, we did it! Woohoohoo.

Come on. Let's get

the hell out of here.

Dog:
They might still be out

there. Just pull back a little.

Dog:
Wait until

daylight, then we'll see.

Okay.

Well, I'll take the chick in.

Dog:
She's right below us.

Stupid hick, you wanna

run into one of them?

You think I'm bad? Well you just

wait until you see one of them.

What are they?

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