Annie Page #5

Think I'm gonna like it here

Think I'm gonna like it here

Yes, yes!

The closet was so big, I thought

it was the living room.

- Really?

- How big was the living room?

I thought it was Connecticut.

Oh, my gosh.

Is he nice?

I think so.

He just doesn't know it yet.

We're gonna miss you, Annie.

I'm not. Finally can get

a little space in here.

Well, whenever you miss me,

all you gotta do is call.

- Bam, bam.

- What? Are you serious?

- Bam.

- Stacks phones?

Even one for you, Pepper. I

know you're gonna miss me. Bam.

No case, huh?

This is janky.

Hey, Mr. Will Stacks.

Or should I say

Soon-To-Be-Mr.-Mayor?

No, thank you. We're

just waiting on someone.

I'm not looking for

temporary companionship.

Not judging you.

God has a path for us all.

- Your path should be away from the car.

- What?

Ma'am, wanna move away

from the car, please?

How dare you...

Oh, really,

you're gonna spray me?

You think you're better than me?

Is that what it is? You think

you're better than me?

I do. I do think

I'm better than you.

- Hey, Miss Hannigan.

- What?

I just wanna thank you for

everything you've done for me.

You think your life

is a fairy tale?

There is no happily ever after.

And the worst thing is

to get a little taste

of something good

'cause it never lasts.

And then all you can

taste from then on out is

not that taste.

Huh?

Shh. Just let her talk when

she gets like this, remember?

Shut up!

Colleen Hannigan! H-bomb!

Like me on Facebook!

I don't like you in Harlem.

Why would I like you

on Facebook?

Come on, rats, let's go!

- Inside!

- Bye, Annie.

Bye.

What was that?

Don't worry about it.

All right, Nash,

we can take off.

- I can't, there's a truck.

- Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Bogey on your left, Nash,

bogey on your left. Steady.

No, thank you. I'm not

looking for companionship.

- What is it with this neighborhood?

- No, that's Lou.

- You know her name?

- It's a he.

Hey, girl.

Hey. I got you something.

No, thanks.

Those things are evil.

They steal your

private information

so that big business can spy

on you and crush your soul.

Really?

I'm happy for you though, mija.

Getting off the block.

Take care.

Bye, Lou.

Stay warm, Mr. Stacks.

Sorry. He just

doesn't like you.

A lot of people don't like me.

That's why we're doing this.

Don't worry, I got a game face.

Let's take some photos.

My opponent wants

to be mayor for two reasons.

To feed his ego, and bolster

his business interests.

And now he coincidentally takes

in a foster kid? Come on.

Don't pee in my ear

and tell me it's hot rain.

Are you saying Annie

is a political move?

I'm surprised he

hasn't gotten a dog yet.

Are you sure I can have one?

- No.

- Yes.

Look, kids love dogs.

Come on, they see them on the

street and they all go, "Aw."

- Am I right?

- Hello.

You know, women do

the same thing.

Hello.

Hello.

What about that one?

She was separated from her pack too early.

She just needs a little love.

Don't pick that one, it's

licking its own hoo-hah.

Hey, girl, we found each other.

I'll never leave

you again, I promise.

Annie,

what are you gonna name it?

She's like a hurricane.

Sandy. Her name's

gonna be Sandy.

I told you. Ow!

Annie, will you

take a picture with us?

Um, sure.

Thanks, Annie.

She really likes you.

Look.

Hey.

Something wrong?

Couldn't sleep.

So quiet up here.

- What you doing?

- I'm working.

This late?

Always.

When do you have fun?

This is fun.

I haven't been to Disneyland,

but I don't think they

have a paperwork ride.

Look, if you're hungry, there's not

a lot of food here. Only takeout.

Fridge.

Cool.

Knock yourself out.

You don't have a cook?

Or like a million servants?

Nope, I don't.

I like to be alone.

So why do you

need all this space?

'Cause I like to be alone

with a lot of space.

Look, I think people surround

themselves with other people

just so they can feel loved.

I don't believe in that.

I believe the people

that actually love you,

you can count them on one hand.

You know you're making a fist.

Whatever.

Where are your people?

Wow, you ask a lot of questions,

little one. My people aren't around.

You don't want new ones?

I'm good.

You know what?

I am hungry.

I can make a meal

out of anything.

Pick five ingredients.

- I don't want to.

- Come on, this'll be fun.

Annie, listen,

I don't have time...

Not work, but almost as fun.

All right. Fusilli, pancetta,

steak, pomegranate,

truffle,

sun-dried tomatoes.

I've only heard of

two of those things.

Google it.

Okay, where are

your pots and pans?

Pots and pans.

I know.

- Cool.

- Cool.

Put some in there.

Eh...

Put in some carrot?

You're not gonna

chop that carrot?

You lactose-intolerant?

I'm kid-intolerant.

How's your cholesterol?

It's good right now.

I'm gonna go downstairs and get

some supplies. See you later.

Orange you glad I'm back?

The sixth ingredient

is my jokes.

Order up.

- Are we really doing this?

- Cheers.

You gotta be kidding me.

Sorry, it's gross.

But you gotta learn to stop spitting.

You're not a camel.

Guy has this crazy idea

that I should take you

to a movie premiere

tomorrow night.

A movie premiere?

Yes.

Can I bring my friends?

There's more of you?

More photos. Click, click.

All right. More photos.

More photos.

- It's worse the second time.

- Yeah.

This is kind of like a bunk bed.

Morning, Annie.

Good morning, Nash.

I know this sounds crazy,

but do you guys

spy on people with your phones?

Why?

I really need to

find some people.

Come with me.

Come on, you got it.

There you go.

Stacks Mobile Control Center.

We can trace every call,

every data transmission

made on every carrier

over the past 20 years.

- Whoa.

- Mmm-hmm.

People shouldn't be

scared of governments.

They should be scared

of cell phone companies.

- Check for Bennett.

- Checking.

Whoa.

That's a lot of Bennetts.

Can you please

go back six years?

Around the 26th Precinct.

It'll take a bit,

but we'll let you know.

Thanks.

Oh, my God!

Did Hannigan catch you?

No, she's passed out.

Things that make

you go glug-glug.

Uh, Mr. Stacks,

who are you wearing?

Armani.

Annie, who are you wearing?

This is my friend Isabella's,

and this I think

I found somewhere.

Annie, how'd you

like the French toast

you had for breakfast

this morning?

Wait. How'd you know that?

You tweeted it.

@annie4realz

I started you a Twitter account.

1.3 million

followers so far.

You get it? "4realz."

Because she's "for reals."

All right.

You get it, right?

Hey! Stacks Phones!

Never drop a call.

And, uh, vote for me, too.

Things happen for a reason.

Says the boy who doesn't have to

go home to the moon every night.

Then don't go.

You know it's not my choice.

What the hell is happening?

Her moon tears are running out.

Of course they are.

Then I'll make it my choice.

Did you just grab yourself?

Shh.

You're buzzing.

- It's your phone.

- Oh.

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