Gingerclown Page #3

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You know, Biff was right.

Jenny, I'm sorry.

Don't be.

Ever since my mom died, it's like...

he's just trying to find his

place in the world, I guess.

It's not his fault. I really love him.

- What was that?

- I think it's just a bat.

I think it's dozens of bats!

Okay.

F***in' shithole of a house.

Biff!

Biff! Hey!

- Who's there?

- Don't you recognize my voice?

Who the hell are you, a**hole?

I'm your horny mommy.

Then get ready to

have your ass kicked!

Do you want a diaper?

Tell me...

how's about a little... tongue?

Hey, hey, hey,

look at those two beauties!

Oh, my goodness. What a lovely...

smell it.

Oh, no, not again!

I can't restrain myself.

I have to chew their brains out.

I want to feel that juicy taste.

I want to suck 'em all to the last drop.

I want to lick it down from their...

from their broken skulls. I want 'em.

Shut up, you stupid perv!

What's wrong with you?

I'm so horny, man. Freakin' horny.

Hey, you sexy, brainy beast. Come to papa!

I'm gonna eat your brains out!

Slowly, softly...

yum-yum. Yum.

Did you hear that noise?

What noise?

Never mind.

I just hate this place so much.

I've had it up to here

with this whole place!

Sam?

Sam?

Sam!

Sam!

Sometimes everyone

needs to relax a bit.

You wouldn't like to fall apart either,

would you, Sammy boy?

You wouldn't want to fall to pieces.

Don't run away, partner.

I'm just a tiny, lonely yellow duck

who wants to play with his duck-dude.

Just like my momma said,

"Quack, quack, quacker.

Time to die, motherf***er!"

Sam?

Jenny.

Jenny. Jenny.

He wants you, Jenny.

He kill you, Jenny.

Jenny.

He'll kill you, Jenny.

Sam! Sam!

Sam! Sam!

Sam...

Here comes your nasty little friend!

I came as soon as I could.

I hope I'm not late.

What do you want from me?

Oh, it would take a long time to tell.

I'd rather show you.

Samuel Tully!

You will come back right now

and I will tear out

your heart!

Hello, my pretty.

Did you come to play with me?

To... to play?

Yes. You can start.

Start what? Oh, my God.

Are you a talking spider?

What are the rules?

The rules are made up during play.

You have to make a move.

If you lose, I'll eat well today.

No. You go first.

I'll give you a little

bit of a head start.

So, I'm facing a master of games.

Good. Very good.

Let's see. Use the head to throw.

Excuse me?

Now, I made a throw

and I will say what I am supposed to.

One, two, four, six.

These fine little corpses

can do no tricks.

Talk about blind luck.

A good throw, a nice throw.

Won't you say the line?

The... the line?

The line, of course.

Five, one...

four and two.

I hope these lines are

good enough for you.

Oh, you are good. Very good.

But let's see how you deal with this!

Two, seven, six, three.

I'll cut your head off

and eat your knee!

Seven, three, nine, two.

You'll lose if you

don't let me go, too.

This can't be true!

You must be a true champion!

I have to get myself together.

One, six, seven, four.

I'll rip your heart out

on the second floor.

Five, three, two, seven and five.

I believe it's your final jive.

I'm gonna sh*t my pants!

No... hell no! This can't be true!

No one has ever beaten me! No!

- Take it!

- It's... it's a...

I couldn't bear the shame.

I had to quit on top.

I'm gonna eat... your...

soul...

buddy.

- Jenny!

- Sam!

I thought I'd never see you again.

Let's get out of here!

Where we came in, we should also

be able to get out that way.

It's like we've been

wandering around for years.

Do you think its past midnight?

What happened to Biff?

- Jenny.

- Yeah?

I have to tell you something, and I

have to tell you something right now,

because if I don't tell you now,

I might never get the chance to.

Sam, I don't think now's the time.

Jenny, I have to tell you something

right now, because I might never...

You're such a wonderful girl...

and you deserve so much better than

that idiot Biff and his stupid buddies.

You're smart and funny...

and charming and smart and...

unbelievably beautiful.

I just want you to know that I... I...

Somebody help!

I'm begging you!

I'm bleeding!

I ate her brains. Completely, totally.

I didn't dick around with it.

I did it right.

This woman was tasty.

As always, so damn exciting.

You know what? You are the most

cynical scumbag on this planet.

So what's going on otherwise?

Ginger said that he doesn't want

to be cleaning bloody mirrors

for the next few days. He didn't

have an appetite for that rat.

Shut up!

Couldn't you do this somewhere else?

It's grossly disgusting.

I'm sorry.

My stomach's been acting up.

Biff! We can't let them kill him, Sam!

Let's tear him apart, here and now.

I want his brain.

I smell it. I wanna chew it out.

Why here? Why can't you

wait a little bit longer?

You are a f***ing lazy brainman.

I'm carrying this heavy rat.

So tell me... tell me now...

why the hell can't you wait?

Why can't we take him to the

Ferris wheel and tear him apart?

Oh, I love tearing stuff apart.

Maybe it's because we've done

this a thousand times? It's boring.

I still don't think the

Ferris wheel is boring.

I don't! I really don't.

That's because you are a major ass.

Fine! Fine! Fine! Fine!

Fine! Fine! Fine!

I've had freakin' enough!

It's f***ing unbelievable!

Unbelievable that you can't

shut your giant trap.

And "blah, blah, blah,"

all day long, all day long.

And since there is no other

dumb-ass who can listen to you,

I have to do it all the f***ing time!

And a little bit more.

Oh my God, oh my God!

You are such an antisocial prick!

Antisocial? Me? Have you ever

looked in a f***ing mirror?

What the hell are you thinking, man?

Look at yourself!

Like a f***in' twin sister of

that f***in' elephant man.

- That hurt.

- I'm not done yet.

Do you think you are so damn entertaining

that you're gonna be the next Eddie Murphy

or the next Arsenio Hall?

- Oh, hell no!

- Let me go!

Oh my God, what is that f***ing smell?

Never mind. The issue is,

what do we do with this rat?

Shut up!

You know what? F*** it.

Do it yourself.

Fine, fine! Fine!

Oh my God, fine!

So be it!

I don't care either!

I won't do your work for you!

You f***ing brain-eating moron!

- Moron!

- I heard that!

Then f*** you!

And f*** you too.

Biff! Biff, are you okay?

Jenny?

Jenny! Those...

did you see them?

You have to stand up.

We have to get out of here.

What are they? What were they?

They were not human! Those... those...

What?! This is all your fault,

you little sh*t!

- Biff, don't do this!

- If this little dumb-ass

hadn't come along trying

to steal my girlfriend,

I wouldn't be in this much sh*t now.

What I want to do more than anything

else is run your guts up a flagpole,

you little worm!

If I ever see...

- Jenny, run! I'll lead one away!

- Sam, no!

I hate this f***ing amusement park!

All right. F*** it!

Nobody fucks with Biff

Russell, you hear?

Nobody fucks with...

Let me off this thing!

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