Bad Moon Page #3

Get in there!

Come on.

Come on, sweetie.

Come on. It's okay. I'm sorry.

Come on.

Come on.

I'm sorry, babe.

Hold his head.

It's okay, Thor. Go on.

Okay. Good boy.

I got him.

Thor! Come back!

Brett, come here.

They have to take him.

There's nothing we can do about it.

Don't go!

They'll kill him!

They have to take him, Brett.

He's dangerous!

No, it's not true, Mom! It's not true!

Let go!

Mom, they're going to kill him!

He's going to die!

Let go!

I'm sorry.

It's okay.

It's okay.

Come on! Come on!

It's okay.

It's probably genetic.

It happens with Shepherds.

It's the way they breed them.

Thor's pedigreed.

It doesn't happen to pedigrees.

You'll have to see a doctor for that.

No, I won't. It's just a flesh wound.

No veins or tendons were cut.

Nothing I can't take care of.

You'll need a tetanus shot.

I can give myself a tetanus shot.

Excuse me a second.

I'm sorry about your dog, son.

Come here.

Come here!

There'll be other animals in your life.

It's time for bed.

I'll be right up.

I guess I'll turn in, too.

If I ask you a question...

...will you tell me the truth?

Of course.

Where's Marjorie?

Seattle.

Come on!

Sh*t!

Company?

Just what I came here to get away from.

Sis?

Janet?

Is it you?

Yeah, Ted.

What the hell's going on?

Playing Nancy Drew, are we, sis?

You caught me

at a rather awkward moment.

I was just about to...

...restrain myself.

But now that you're here,

that might be somewhat pointless.

You're going to come clean

with me right now!

Family love, Janet.

I thought it could save me...

...but I was wrong.

But, hey, we all make mistakes!

You sent the dog to the pound, Janet.

I warned you.

I told you I shouldn't be here,

but you wouldn't let me go.

You wanted to play big sister.

You had to be right.

You always have to be right,

but this time you're wrong!

You should have listened to the dog, Janet.

He was trying to protect you.

Handcuffs.

I was going to use these on myself.

Can you believe that?

What's happening?

They were supposed to keep people

from finding out about my...

...private affair.

My mistress.

Oh, my God.

But, you...

You already know, don't you, sis?

Yes, you know...

...the handcuffs won't keep my little secret

a secret any longer.

Come back here!

You stupid b*tch!

I'll get you out!

Come on!

Come on!

All right, Thor, come on! Quick!

You're free! Let's go!

We've got to go!

Get the f*** off my son!

Do it.

Finish it.

Hey, there, big guy.

You saved us.

You're our hero, Thor.

Good dog.

Mom, is everything okay?

Yeah, everything's okay.

Everything's okay.

Gee, Thor, hello.

Come here.

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