Drop Dead Fred Page #6

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Ooh!

- The aerobic rush. Now ask me.

- Whats the big news?

Have you ever seen so many zeros

outside of the national debt?

- I never knew a barge was worth this much?

- Not a barge. A river condominium.

I had no idea they were worth

that much until mine sank.

What a total groove. Youve got Charles back

and I have all those zeros.

Our lives have worked out!

Thank you, Drop Dead Fred.

Dont waste your breath. Im phasing him out.

- Really?

- Yeah.

Whats for dinner?

Your favourite.

Beef Wellington, how nice.

- To us.

- To... us.

For you, my love.

What the hell is that?

- Mud pie.

- Is that supposed to be a joke?

- Fred!

- Its either him or me, Elizabeth.

Its you. I swear. Fred is gone.

You know what? Ill make a dinner salad.

- Forget it.

- Ill make a lovely salad. Please.

Itll be the most romantic, wonderful,

romantic... romantic salad.

- A romantic dinner salad.

- Yeah. OK?

- OK.

- Here I go. Im making it.

Its going to be so good. If you leave those pants,

Ill take them to the dry cleaners tomorrow.

Youll never hear from Fred again.

- Hes the wrong man for you.

- I dont want to hear it.

Youre not happy.

- Yes, I am.

- If youre so happy, why am I still here?

I can fix that.

No, dont do that. Please dont do that.

Darling...

Of course I still love you, Annabelle.

Hey, Im your fella, Annabelle.

Yeah.

Snot face, come here.

- I dont hear you.

- Its important. Hes worse than the megabeast.

- Thats it. Im taking the last pill.

- No.

- The goodbye pill.

- Dont do that.

Just look in there. Please.

Annabelle... Annabelle, shell never know.

And so what if she does?

No, listen. Would you listen?

I am in control with Lizzie.

Im in the drivers seat.

She trusts me.

Youve got to leave him.

I dont feel so good.

Leave him.

I cant.

Im scared to be alone.

Come with me.

- "Fred?"

- "Yeah. "

- "Where are we going?"

- "Use your imagination. "

- "Fred?"

- "Youll know what to do. "

"Fred?"

Im scared.

I dont want to be alone here.

Get in, Lizzie. I want to take you away, goose.

Dont you love me anymore?

- Hi.

- Fred.

So what are you going to do about him?

Nice job. Nice job.

Couldnt have done better myself.

Come on. This way.

Ow!

We need a tree.

Youre getting good at this. Lets go.

Just where do you think youre going?

Just forget her. Just say the magic words.

- Im not afraid of you.

- You cant go in there.

Im not afraid of you!

Finally, the magic words.

We dont have to be afraid any more.

You have to go now.

OK. Im ready.

- Lets go.

- No.

You have to go alone.

- But I want you to come back with me.

- Thats just tough.

You have to go alone. I cant get back now.

Look, youve got you now.

You dont need me. Not anymore.

So...

goodbye.

Just kiss me and say Drop Dead Fred.

Now.

Drop Dead Fred.

What do you mean its no good for you this way?

Annabelle, wait.

Well, to hell with you, Annabelle.

Lizzie, is our romantic salad ready?

Yeah.

Bye, Charles.

Oh!

I forgot to give you something.

Yes, Charles. Leave everything to me. Its Charles.

Charles?

Young lady, you have a lot of explaining to do.

I know whats best for me. You have

to stop treating me like Im your enemy.

Enemy? Sometimes I wonder with you.

I made the same mistake a lot of people make.

- I had a child to save a marriage.

- How can you say that?

You made things worse. He left because of you.

What a pile of sh*t.

Dont you dare. Dont you dare walk out on me.

Elizabeth. Lizzie.

Ill be lonely.

You should get yourself a friend.

You have a lot of options open to you right now.

I just think Id like to be one of them. OK?

- OK.

- Daddy, it was his idea.

I wanted to play but he bumped me

on the head and said piss off.

- Natalie, what did you do?

- Natalie Bunce, where are you?

Come back in here this minute

and get cleaned up.

Natalie, what happened here?

- Its chocolate and its yummy. Want some?

- No, I dont want any.

She made a terrible mess in the kitchen

and expects me to believe a pretend friend did it.

Hes not pretend. Hes Drop Dead Fred.

What did you say?

She said Im not pretend. What are you, deaf?

Natalie, now, come on. What really happened?

I told you. Dont you believe me?

I believe you. Next time you see

Drop Dead Fred, you send him my love.

Mr Bunce.

Look out. Its the witch. Come on. Quick.

This is it. Im afraid youre going

to have to find a new baby-sitter.

Shes just too much.

OK. Now.

Help! Help!

We did it. I told you it would work. Brilliant.

Help! Help! Help!

Well done.

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