Clifford Page #6

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and a book about Hitler.

What's that supposed to mean?

Clifford is responsible for me being here.

He tricked me to come to San Francisco.

Come on, why would he do that?

Why would he do that, because he wanted to

throw a party that's why he would do that.

You don't know the first thing

about Hitler. Clifford.

He is a lying conniving evil, little monster.

You see, Martin?

That is the reason why you

and I can never get married.

If Clifford were your own son

you'd be talking about in the same way.

It was all a big act, wasn't it?

The special relationship

with Clifford. The loving uncle.

Let me tell you something.

You're a phony.

Believe me, I can spot a phony a mile away.

Excuse me, honey. Have you seen

a gray color dog around here?

No, mam. I haven't

That's why I feel sorry for you, Martin.

Cause you just gonna end up

one very lonely old man.

Well, I feel sorry for you.

Don't think you won't age.

You called me a lonely old man in a phony.

I think you broke a rib.

I'm gonna break more than

that if you try that again.

And it's for this stupid thing which I had

no intention of keeping in the first place.

- No?

- No.

Don't think I don't know what you're

doing. Romantic little dinners,

showering me with gifts.

What is this thing, soldered on?

It's not funny, shut up!

Let me help!

Thanks but no thanks.

Oh, honey.

You think, this strike, litte high school

version act turning me off.

You're wrong!

Oh, my God! It's true.

Put that back.

No!

Put that back on my head!

No!

Clifford!

Uncle Martin!

Uncle Martin, I'm so glad you're here!

I got on the train to run away,

but a person tried to touch my no-no special place!

And when I got back, there were bikers here

and they tied me up, Uncle Martin.

And then they told me stories,

that they do on their bikes.

Some of them were fun but

some of them were scary.

Hi, this is Clifford. I can't tell you where

my Uncle Martin is right now. But I'll give you a hint.

Hello.

Clifford?

Miss Sarah Davis?

- How are you?

- I'm not very good.

- Why? - Because Uncle Martin

is becoming nutty nuts.

He went away for the longest time,

when he came back he was like a crazy person.

I know what you mean Clifford

but I think he's just overworked.

I'll get the first plane home in the morning

and I'll see you then.

- I love you, Miss Sarah Davis.

- I love you, too, Clifford..

Sometimes I scary myself.

Miss Sarah Davis. My little mouth has parched ......

You poor dear darling, are you okay?

What is he doing to you?

I didn't know.

Why don't you ask him

how he got tied up like that?

Tell her about the bikers and

your damn no-no special place!

You stay away from him!

And it wasn't Larry Gold

who made the bomb prank.

It was him!

I don't know what he's talking about!

Why is his face twisted so?

Martin, you need help!

He is the one who needs help!

He's the one!

Good, take him away but don't blame me

when his head starts spinning around.

Watch out for the green vomit!

Oh, God!

Cassette.

My model cassette, where is that?

I don't like him.

Where have you been?

You should be here an hour ago

I've been listening this idiot for--

What are you looking at?

- Nothing.

- Good.

Did you make the changes on the model?

- Yes I made the changes on the model.

- But you didn't shave.

We got the entire press courier.

You look like sh*t.

Sh*t! You look like Willy Nelson.

Ladies and gentlemen, at this time

I'd like to introduce the man

who was the chief designer

of this entire magtrans project.

Ladies and gentlemen, Mr. Martin Daniels.

Why don't you come on up here.

Thank you.

I just wanna say that-

Look out!

Congratulations Clifford.

Brilliant.

Who the hell is responsible for this?

- I am.

- Then, you're fired!

Of course, I am.

By the way, I happaned to love Willy Nelson.

Clifford, what shall we do?

What ever shall we do now?

I'm Larry the Scary Rex,

I'm a scary dinasour. But

Don't be scared of my sharp sharp teeth,

or my mighty mighty roar.

- I love kids and kids love me.

- Shut up!

There it is Clifford!

Dinosaur World!

Are you happy?

I'd say I'm the happiest boy in the whole wide world,

uncle Mental case.

I am the Mental Case?

But you're the one in the stray jacket.

Yes, I imagine when they put you in yours,

you'll need a much larger one, sir!

That's cute.

- Hi, Mitchell.

- Hi, Mr. Daniels.

This little fella's just crazy about Dinosaurs.

I'd like to take him on a little tour.

- I'll take full responsibility.

- Yes, sir.

And .. some of the light on the Rex, would you?

- Okey dokey.

Time to board, Clifford.

Are you excited, Clifford??

Yes, cause, this's always

been my dream, uncle Martin.

It's the same way as building a

transit system was always my dream.

Why do you say it was?

Something happened to it?

Something happened to it?

We'll see how you feel about your dream

after being on the ride for 10 hours.

10 hours? I imagine I would like it even more.

We will see how you feel after a 100 hours.

Hello, I'm Terry, ....

I'd turn back if I were you.

....

Things haven't been goning

very well around here, lately.

earthquake!

You better get out before it's too late.

Get out!

Save yourself!

No one has ever wondered ....

and live to tell the tale.

Oh, boy. You're big!

Use your laser, it's the only chance of surviving!

Lady luck, you owe me.

Stephen, we did it.

We killed that big .....

Bravo, and don't forget .... frozen yogurt bar.

- Is that scary?

- That was so much fun!

By the way, how many years do you think you'll get

for kidnapping me, Uncle Ten-Most-Wanted?

- Life. Let's go a little faster, shall we?

- Yes!

- Was that scary?

- Not at all.

A thought occured to me.

You think that Miss Sarah and Mr. Ellis

perhaps would name their first child, Martin?

- That is so cute.

You know, Clifford, I really shouldn't put this in hyperdrive.

But I just can't seem to help myself.

Oh, boy!

Somebody help!

Uncle Martin, save me!

Uncle Martin!

I'm thinking it of.

Please, I'm scared.

Well, I'm scared of what

might happen if I save you?

Maybe I should do mankind a

tremendous favor and let that dinosaur eat you.

I mean, who knows what horrors you might unleash.

What if you got your hands on some plutonium?

"I just made the bestest nuclear bomb

in thewhole wide world!"

Uncle Martin!

Take my hand! Come on.

Help me, please.

I'm sorry.

No, no, Clifford, don't.

I don't wanna hug you.

I can't imagine anyone

ever wanting to hug you.

But, I really am sorry.

You really are sorry?

You know, sorrow is a human emotion.

As we know, you're not a human boy!

You're just this

destructive thing eventually

everyone just gets the hate you.

Let's go.

That's what you feel, why should I go with you then?

Then, don't go with me.

It's your choice.

First time in my life

very confused.

I had thought that I didn't care

how uncle Martin felt about me.

But I was wrong.

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