Breakfast Of Champions Page #9

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Fairyland!

Ahh. Fairyland! Ha-ha!

where is that guy?

Mr. Hoover! Where have you been?

where are all the showroom cars?

Headquarters called and they're very

upset you missed that spot this afternoon.

- Mr. Hoov- Is everything all

right? - Browbeatin' machine!

Oh, here's the best f***ing machine...

in all of Midland City.

Mr. Hoover, you are the most

hateful man I have ever met.

Sure!Just wind her up and

she'll say she loves you.

And she'll keep goin' until she

gets her own fried chicken franchise.

Yes, I said I loved you, but that

was when you stood for something-

when you were a man of

hope, truth and success.

But you've become a

betrayer, Mr. Hoover. A fake.

Fine!

Get the police! Go!

Call the police! There's

only one thing you can do.

- Tell me what it is.

- The only thing you can do is continue.

- Continue? - Continue. That's right.

You're a continuing machine.

Can't quit now. Gotta keep

going. That's why you were born.

- Yesterday was my birthday.

- Yeah, until you're dead, it's all life!

That's it!

What did you just say?

what did you just say?

Until you're dead, it's all life.

So make the most of it.

Life?

You're right.

It's all life.

Oh, my goodness! Are

- Are you all right?

So, it's you.

The Creator of the Universe.

Well, it delights me...

that I no longer have to suffer

your gift of life anymore.

The joke's on you, isn't it, big fella?

Huh? what are you gonna do

when you run out of playthings?

I'm so sorry. I didn't mean it.

Your kind never has to mean it.

Is there anything I can do for

you? Anything I can do to help?

Get me a Nobel prize or,

or a reputable publisher.

I'm sorry. I can't

really- I don't-

I don't think I can help

you with those things,

but if there's anything

else, please feel free.

Free? Like Tolstoy freed his

serfs, Jefferson freed his slaves?

Feel free? Feel free.

I will make the most of it.

Celia.

- Until you're dead, it's all life.

- Feel free.

Free?

Until you're dead, it's all life.

wait a minute, Bunny. I know

you think that was a bad show.

- I gotta be by myself for a little while.

- It wasn't a bad show.

- It was great. They loved it.

- I think my daddy loves me.

Of course he loves you, but he's a

nut job. wait. Let's talk about this.

wait, Bunny. I love you!

Celia?

- Dwayne?

- Celia?

- Dwayne?

- where-

- Dwayne?

- where are you?

- I'm here. Over here.

- I need help, Celia.

You need these.

Put on the boots, Dwayne.

Put on the boots.

You can do it.

I'm so sorry.

- I'm so sorry, Celia.

- You can do it.

- So sorry.

- Don't stop now. You can do it.

I understand.

Oh.

Bunny.

- Dad.

- Come here, son.

- All right, Mr. Hoover.

That's enough. - Hey, what the-

No! No!

- It's okay.

- Not unless you got a good lawyer, buddy.

I understand now.

Until you're dead, it's all life.

Until you're dead, it's all life, Celia.

That's it.

Good-bye, Blue Monday!

Bye, Blue Monday.

- It's okay. Everything's okay.

- Get in the car.

I:

- I'm not mad.

I'm

- I'm okay.

All right, let's go. Let's move it!

- I love you.

- I love you too.

I love you.

Daddy.

Make me young.

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