Bubble Boy Page #5
- Five hundred dollar! - Five hundred dollar!
- Five hundred dollar! - Five hundred dollar!
All right! Our next contestant,
Mr Alien!
Red Hot, Working Girl, bring him
on over! A big cheer for Mr Alien!
Mud! Mud! Mud! Mud!
- Mud! Mud! Mud! Mud! Mud! Mud!
- Five hundred dollar!
- Five hundred dollar! - Five
hundred dollar! - Five hundred dollar!
- Five hundred dollar!
- Bubble Boy! Bubble Boy! Bubble Boy! Bubble Boy! Bubble Boy! Bubble Boy!
Bubble Boy! Bubble Boy!
Bubble Boy! Bubble Boy!
- Five hundred dollar!
- Goddess Shiva, I really need that money!
I pledge allegiance to the flag of the United States
of America and to the republic for which it stands!
We have winner!
Winner! Winner! Winner!
B*tch-slap me, Jesus
I've lost my way
Strayed from your path
Yet I pray
Who let the dogs out
Morton, I was listening to that.
Yeah, Mort.
A girl can't get five minutes
of quality time with Jesus.
Man, this is some good curry.
Yeah!
I got the money!
Look! There he is!
I've got the money!
We found you, Todd.
We know who you are.
We've come to set you free.
- You are the Chosen One!
- Well, I don't need you to set me free.
I don't need... I don't...
Wait!
- Look. Those people have Jimmy.
- Stealth. - What the hell is that?
- We've gotta get him away from those freaks.
- What could we do?
- We need a plan.
- We blend.
I've got a plan.
What size shirt you wear?
And now, to avoid mutating
and burning on planet PX-41...
using the ceremonial tweezers.
With this tiny prick,
I release thee!
No! No! Don't! I'll die!
It must be a test.
Where's my Kloobda?
- Right there, Lorraine.
- Thank you.
You're welcome.
Wait a minute.
You're not a Shiny.
Who are you?
Uh, Todd?
- Oh! Hi, Todd!
- Wait a minute.
- What's the matter with your arms?
- What are you talking about?
- There's nothing wrong with my arms!
- Look at him!
We're too late.
We're mutating.
We're gonna get you out
through the front of the bus.
Oh, God!
Why won't you help me?
He's got a bubbly face
and a bubbly nose
Mr Bubble
Bubble, bubblicious
The ultimate bubble
Tiny bubbles
Tiny bubbles
In the wine
I know. I miss him too.
Come on, Bubble Boy! Hurry up!
- Come on!
- This way, guys. Hurry!
This way.
Guys! Hey! Come on! Todd!
Hey, Shinies!
We got some
unfinished business, huh?
No, no, Slim.
They're my friends.
- They got him brainwashed.
- No, no, no! Step back!
- Wait!
- Bubble, we're gonna help you out.
- Don't worry.
- I'll take you all on with one flipper behind my back.
You want a mouthful of tuna?
Free Willy! Free Willy!
- You're all coming to get...
- I'm gonna whup that ass!
Get it off of me!
Get it off of me!
Niagara Falls, and step on it!
- It's the cops. - Wait a
minute. - Don't touch me there.
Wait a minute.
Where's Bubble Boy?
You ask me if I love you
And I choke on my reply
I'd rather hurt you honestly
- Than mislead you with
a lie - Poon... - Huh?
- Chasing a dame, ain't ya?
- And who am I to judge you
- By what you say or do - Last
time I was in a commotion like that...
...it was all on account
of Poon...
- Oh, what the astronauts drink.
- No, no. My wife.
Yeah, till that damn brother of mine
too her off to Waxahachie.
Snatched my Poon...
right out from under me.
Eighty-six years ago.
I ain't spoke to that bastard since.
- Don't live in regret, ese.
- I wanna hold you till I die
- He's your family.
- Family.
Till we both break down and cry
- I really gotta go.
- I told you, once we're on the road, we're not stopping.
Than mislead you with a lie
- And who am I to judge you - And after
all that, they still didn't get you a new puppy?
- No.
- Poor little thing.
the way you did.
- And sometimes when we touch
- It'll be all right.
The honesty's too much
Morning, Pappy.
You must be tired.
You get any sleep?
I said, you get any sleep?
Pappy?
Pappy?
Pappy?
Pappy! Pappy! Stop!
Yeah, I'm fine.
You have a phone?
Yello.
- Hello?
- Hi. Is, uh... Is Chloe there?
- Uh, who can I say is calling?
- Uh, it's Jimmy.
Oh. Hello, Jimmy.
Where the hell are you?
I'm really close.
Like, uh, in New York, I think.
Look, I don't mean to burst
your bubble, Jimbo, but, uh...
...if you got a thing for Chloe,
it's not gonna happen, okay?
We're getting married in one hour.
What are you expecting to happen, huh?
You can't even touch her, you know?
How are you gonna have children, huh?
- Do you even have sperm?
- Well, not... But she, um...
Face it, dude.
You're a charity case.
Chloejust felt sorry for you
because you lived in a bubble.
Do us all a favour. Go on back
I wasn't quite sure
what Mark meant about the sperm...
...but he was right about one thing.
Even if I did get there, I could
never really hold Chloe in my arms...
...or kiss her for real.
I really was a freak.
- Hello.
- Hi, Dr Phreak. It's Jimmy.
- Jimmy who?
- The bubble boy.
- Jimmy? Give me that!
- That's my phone.
- Hello. Jimmy?
- Mom?
- Jimmy?
- What are you doing with Dr Phreak?
- Where are you?
- Where are my freaks?
Okay, sweetheart,
we'll be right there. Don't move.
Morton, we've got our boy back.
Give me that.
Son of a b*tch. Mama.
and I just fell off a dead man's car...
...and my parents are about to come pick me up
and this is the girl I love's favourite beer...
...and I was just wondering,
could I borrow it?
Yeah, sure.
Thanks.
Now, open the safe!
Do it! Chop chop!
My baby! The sweet Lord
has delivered you from evil.
I must say, you put us
through heck, young man.
But I think you've learned
a valuable lesson.
There's no place like home.
Okay, Morton, load him in the car. The spirit's burning
so strong in my bosom, I think I have to wee-wee.
How... How was it out there?
Was it fun?
You can see the moon today.
You know, it kind of makes you wonder
what would have happened...
...if Neil Armstrong had gone
all the way to the moon...
...and then never
stepped on the surface.
Jimmy! Morton, where's Jimmy?
What happened?
Jimmy! Jimmy!
Jimmy! Come to Mommy!
No, Mom! I'm sorry!
- I gotta do this! I'm not coming home.
- It's all right to tell me what you think
- Jimmy!
- Todd!
- Jimmy!
- Todd, we love you!
- We've come to set you free!
- Who the hell are you?
Back off, b*tch! He's the Messiah!
We love you, Todd!
- Jimmy, no! - The pedal to
the metal, Flippy. - Here we go!
Jimmy!
- Bubble Boy.
- Hang on, kid.
Pappy?
Watch out!
Slim?
Wildfire?
Wildfire
What happened to you, Pappy?
I thought you were dead.
I ain't Pappy. I'm Pippy. I ain't talked
to that sumbitch brother of mine...
...in 86 years, and that's
all on account of that...
- Poon...
- Poonani!
- Poonani?
- Sister to Poon...
Well, Pappy talked about Poon... But he
never mentioned any Poonani, Pippy.
Oh, my God.
I made it. I made it.
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