Flying Monkeys Page #3

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Come on. Let's get into bed.

You're the only thing that's

making me smile right now.

All right. Good night.

You sure you're

feeling up to this?

I mean I could take care

of this if you want.

Maybe you should go home

and get some rest.

No. Whoever killed my

daughter isn't resting.

Neither am I.

Okay.

Let's just get to the Tompkins

farm and check it out.

It's about damn time.

Mmm, trust me.

I'm not in the mood.

I'd listen to him,

Mr. Tompkins.

What do you got?

It's around here.

You ain't gonna

believe the mess.

Got my best damn pig.

You want this?

What do you eat?

Hey, baby.

You hanging in there?

Yeah, I'm trying.

All right. Well, I gotta

take off for a little bit.

Will you call me,

if you need me?

Yeah. I will.

All right.

Um, where did you

get Skippy from?

Where'd I get... Uh, Rudy's.

It's this, uh, pet store

right by my office.

Why?

He just won't eat anything.

So I don't know.

I was gonna ask them

what they were feeding him.

Won't eat a banana?

Tried.

Wow.

Monkeys don't eat bananas.

That's weird.

Can I actually,

uh, have a banana?

Yes.

Thank you. All right.

Okay. Bye.

Good-bye.

Are you ready to go?

Yeah. I guess.

Are you going on

the monkey food diet?

Pretty much what I do eat.

But Skippy hates that stuff.

He doesn't eat anything.

I just hope he's not sick.

So what did he eat

where your dad got him?

Who knows?

My dad was so worried

about making up

for graduation,

I don't think he

even thought about it.

Hey, count yourself lucky.

Some kids just get cars

and trips to Europe.

You got a monkey that

costs nothing to feed.

Hey, can we stop by the

pet shop on the way home?

I'll ask them there.

Yeah, cool with me.

Maybe I

can get one, too.

Yes! Yes!

Heard 'em squealing

last night.

Came out with Old Blue ready to

let fly at a pack of coyotes.

"Old Blue"?

My shotgun.

Oh.

But by the time I got here,

whatever ate my hog was long gone.

Got my dog, too.

Loved that little guy.

Ripped him apart

like the Devil himself

had a craving

for pooch and pork.

But you wanna know

the strange thing?

No tracks.

And I've done a fair share

of tracking in my life.

Whatever got my hog,

ain't no coyote.

Yeah, unless that coyote got

himself a new pair of wings.

I promise, Jim, we'll get

to the bottom of this.

Whoa, can I help you,

ladies?

Hey, um, my dad got

a monkey from you.

No returns.

Don't even go there.

Oh. I wasn't trying

to return him.

I was just wondering

what you were feeding him.

You know, I've tried nuts, grains, and

fruit. But he won't eat anything.

Cats and birds. That's all

he ate when I had him.

Are those

double yellow heads?

Um, those are

endangered species.

You shouldn't have them

or be selling them.

What are you, some sort

of animal rights freak?

I run a legitimate

business here.

Um, I mean,

I was just...

You were just leaving.

Well, thanks for the info.

Bye.

Freak.

I wanna thank you for helping

us eliminate the Xigo.

There is one more

in America because of you.

Who'd you sell

the monkeys to?

Some guys.

Said they worked for

a collector, all right?

A name.

We need to find them.

You paid me

to track for you.

I did my job.

We don't squeal

on our clients.

I'm gonna count to three.

One...

I thought honor meant

something in your world.

Two...

Like he said,

we don't know anything.

So you're just

gonna have to shoot.

The name.

Yeah. All right.

All right. It's, uh...

Tell me!

Rudy Marcus. He trades in animals.

All right?

So how you doing?

You hanging in there?

Yeah. I'm fine.

You know, if you need to talk

to someone, you can come to me.

You know that. Right?

Do you ever

think about her?

Yeah. Yeah.

Every minute of every day.

Well, I guess

we're boring him, huh?

Skippy?

Skippy?

Skippy!

Skippy!

Skippy!

I got you now,

you sons of b*tches.

I knew they had wings.

Got you, you son of a b*tch!

Gotcha! You like some of that?

Oh, man! What...

Ow!

Okay.

And get the milk...

Whoa! Oh, hey there,

little guy.

Where the heck

have you been, huh?

Somebody is gonna

be glad to see you.

Oh, I got an idea.

Let's surprise somebody, huh?

Let me, uh, let me

get this together.

Where is the tray? Uh...

Look what I found, huh?

Skippy!

Oh!

I was so worried about you.

Where'd you go, huh?

I'm worried about you.

You know, today being Jason's

funeral and everything.

I just want you to know, whatever

you need, I'm there for you.

Okay?

Thank you.

All right.

Well, uh, breakfast

is ready.

I'll be downstairs whenever

you two wannajoin me, okay?

Okay.

All right, bye-bye.

Thanks, Dad.

Where'd you go, little guy?

Where did you go

last night, huh?

You can't run away

like that, okay?

You could get

killed out there.

Did you get hurt?

It's Jim, all right.

No tracks.

Just like the pigs.

Whatever did this

swooped in,

tore the old man

up to smithereens.

What we're dealing with here is the

same thing that killed Chasity.

Sheriff, this is

getting way out of hand.

We need to call in the Feds.

Call 'em. But I'm not

waiting for 'em.

It'll take 'em

two days to get here.

Who knows what can

happen in two days.

Thanks for bringing me.

Like I would let

you drive today.

And, you know,

just being there for me.

Of course.

Did you want me to come by

after Chasity's funeral?

If you want.

Do you think

I'm a b*tch for not going?

What? No!

Are you crazy?

The only reason I'm going is

because our parents are friends.

Okay.

I love you. Mmm.

Thank you.

Tell Skippy I said hi.

I will.

Sonya?

Paul. Hey.

Hey, Joan.

Hey, what's up?

I wanted to try and talk

to you after the funeral.

But you sort of

took off before I could.

I just, uh, thought

I'd stop by.

It's not a problem

or anything, is it?

No, it's fine.

It's terrible what happened,

you know. Jason.

But, I mean, really,

you think about it,

this could happen to anybody.

Could happen to me.

Yeah.

I still can't believe it.

Listen, what Jason did...

I... I'm really sorry. Like...

Um, I'd rather not

talk about it.

But he knew how much

I liked Chasity.

And we talked

about it at graduation.

He helped me.

He was on my side.

He told me how to make her like me.

Everything.

But you know, after seeing

what he did to the both of us,

he didn't care about anyone's

feelings except for his own.

I don't really think

that matters.

Yeah. But you know

what matters is,

I would never, ever, ever

cheat on you like that.

It's been

a pretty crazy day.

And, um...

I'm sorry...

I'm just...

All I'm trying to say is,

if you ever need

a shoulder to cry on,

someone to talk to,

a hand to hold,

I can be that guy.

Okay. Um... Thank you.

Paul!

You have a monkey?

You little bastard!

Stop!

Stop! What is your problem?

Please, can you just go?

But, Joan, I...

Go!

Who is it?

Who is it?

What the... Who the... Oh!

Yah!

We're looking for a monkey that

you recently flew to America.

What?

The monkey!

Where is it?

Who the hell are you guys?

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