Annie Page #3

Plus, the city needs me.

All right.

Take it easy, Batman.

You let all your employees

talk to you like this?

The ones that make

me billions, I do.

You make me mayor, you can

say anything you want.

Hey!

Oh, no. Not again.

Nash. Why we stopping?

Sorry, Mr. Stacks.

Uh, I'll fix it.

Next!

I'd like to get

my records please.

You'll need DOH

form number 4380...

.7-8.

And $43 and...

55 cents.

And an application signed

by a parent or a...

Guardian. Bam.

It's all there.

Are you going to stare

at me the whole time?

Sorry.

- Next!

- Can you read it? I'm too nervous.

"Annie Bennett. Abandoned

outside 26th Precinct.

"Age estimate at time of

abandonment, four years.

"Placed in state foster care.

No further data."

What does "no

further data" mean?

That's all there is to know about you.

Sorry, honey.

It's okay.

I'll figure it out.

The sun'll come out tomorrow

Bet your bottom

dollar that tomorrow

There'll be sun

Just thinkin' about tomorrow

Clears away

the cobwebs and the sorrow

'Til there's none

When I'm stuck with a day

That's gray, and lonely

I just stick

out my chin and grin

And say, oh

Faster, Daddy!

The sun'll come out tomorrow

So you gotta

hang on 'til tomorrow

Come what may

Tomorrow, tomorrow

I love you, tomorrow

You're always a day away!

When I'm stuck with a day

That's gray, and lonely

I just stick

out my chin and grin

And say, oh

The sun'll come out tomorrow

So you gotta

hang on 'til tomorrow

Come what may

Tomorrow, tomorrow

I love you, tomorrow

You're always a day away!

Tomorrow, tomorrow

I love you, tomorrow

You're always a day

Away!

Get it! Get it!

- Come on!

- Hey!

Throw something at it!

Throw the can!

Hey! Stop!

Mind your own business!

What's going on?

I don't know.

I'm not a chemist.

Jimmy Neutron here had me throw

this experimental engine in.

It shows that he cares

about the environment.

You know, that

he's forward-thinking.

Oh, great. Here they

come with the pictures.

We gotta distract her.

Something whimsical.

Let's get into a leaf fight!

Ma'am.

- Okay, okay.

- I'm gonna call a car.

- Hey!

- I'm gonna go walk.

What?

- Where's he going?

- I wanna be alone.

We don't really have time.

I know how to

walk down the street!

I'll text you directions!

Don't need them.

This is all your fault.

Take it easy, pantsuit.

And, you... I'm sorry.

Hey, Stacks!

Your phone bill's

killing me, bro!

- Get it!

- I told you to stop!

Try to hit it!

Leave it alone!

Hey!

All right, kick it! Kick it!

- Stop! Leave it alone!

- See how scared it is!

Leave it...

- Watch where you're going, kid!

- Are you okay?

- Let's get out of here!

- You could've got run over.

- Sorry.

- Don't be sorry. You be careful.

- Why're you running?

- Gets me to places quicker.

Little kids.

Kids with germs.

How was the library?

Educational.

Well, I have some

more education for you.

I told the inspector I don't

wanna foster you anymore.

As of next week, you're

somebody else's problem.

Did they say who?

Not a who, sweetie.

A what.

Group home.

Okay.

Maybe that'll teach you to

stop running your mouth.

So, where are we

with our new phones?

- Well, we've got the battery up to 150 hours.

- That's not a week.

I said I need the charge to last

a week, Grace. Specifically.

At the moment, unfortunately, the phone

is burning up in people's hands.

What?

That's what I told Mom.

And she says to me, she...

You burned me!

Don't worry.

She signed a waiver.

You burned me!

What up, Guy-O?

You're up. Five points

in the polls.

Really? They liked that he

vomited on a homeless man?

Uh, no, Grace.

They liked the fact that

he saved a little girl

from getting hit by a van.

Some guy recorded it, put it

on the Internet. Check it out.

"Oh, I'm a little girl who

doesn't see where I'm going.

"Well, look! I bumped

into the future

"mayor of New York

who just saved my life!"

This is fantastic, Will.

I'm telling you. It's the

most human thing you've done

this entire campaign,

all due respect.

None taken.

You didn't tell me

you saved a little girl.

You didn't tell me anything.

Like Batman.

Hey, listen to me.

You gotta capitalize on this.

- Of course we do.

- You invite her to lunch.

- No.

- See how she's doing.

Snap a few pics.

The press'll eat this up.

- Do we know who she is?

- That's the best part.

She's a foster kid from Harlem.

- Hmm.

- Did you hear what I said?

Foster kid! Harlem!

Your undereye vein is bulging.

- I'm gonna go get her.

- No. I'm gonna let Grace go get her.

- What? Why?

- What? That's a terrible idea!

Do you actually

want 5-hour ENERGY

to go over there and

scare this little child?

I don't even know

what this is about.

Grace, please.

For me, Grace. Please.

- Thank you.

- Will, let me go to Harlem.

Please. Don't send her.

They will whoop

your ass in Harlem.

- Don't shut me off.

- Thank you.

Don't shut me off!

Yeah.

Is that Colleen Hannigan?

I was wanting to talk to you

about a girl in your care.

Annie.

I work for William Stacks and he would

love to take Annie out for lunch.

Why?

They ran into each other yesterday.

She didn't tell you?

No.

We didn't have a chance to, uh,

have our girl-talk

jawbone last night.

Annie!

So you said he ran

into her, huh?

'Cause I noticed that her neck

did seem a little whiplash-y.

We are happy to make a donation

to the charity of your choice.

Gosh! There's so

many to choose from.

There is.

Let's see, Save the

Whales, of course.

And Clean Water,

but you can't have

whales without water.

Gosh. You know what? Just make it

out to "cash." I'll divvy it up.

- Perfect.

- Annie!

You know, she's such an angel.

We don't inherit the Earth,

we borrow it from our children.

It's a lovely sentiment.

Oh! There she is.

Hi, Annie. I'm Grace.

I work for Mr. Stacks, the gentleman

that you ran into yesterday.

He'd like to

invite you to lunch.

I promise we

won't keep you long.

You can keep me

as long as you want.

- No way!

- Is this for real?

- This car's as big as a subway!

- You're so lucky!

It's incredible.

Oh, my gosh. I want that!

Oh, my gosh!

Help yourself to

whatever you want.

No way. Really?

Sure.

Give me this!

Give me this! I want this!

Oh, my God!

I want that one!

I want that!

This is crazy! My God!

Kids love candy, huh?

Hey, Annie! Maybe I

should come with you

and make sure that everything's

USDA Grade A awesome, huh?

I'm good. Thanks.

Bye, Annie!

- Bye!

- Later.

- Thanks!

- Oh, my gosh.

Hey, gorgeous!

How does it feel to

have a famous kid?

What are you talking about?

It's Annie!

Your Annie!

Hey, you wanna go out tonight?

I got my dance pants on.

I haven't hit

that rock bottom yet.

I love it when

you throw me shade!

- Here, Lou.

- It's okay. She likes me.

Oh, my God, this is so good.

Mr. Stacks would like to take some

pictures with you, if that's all right.

I guess so. Why?

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