Heart and Souls Page #5
Sorry, Cosmo,
but we're stuck to you like glue.
Where do you get off being so pissed?
We had great times together.
That's true. I mean, you did things with us
no other kid ever got to do.
Yeah, right. And then you left me!
You left me all alone!
No, we didn't leave you.
Oh, yeah, well,
you disappeared when I was seven years old.
- We felt we had to, Thomas.
- God, I've had no privacy.
- You've been with me on my dates.
- But we didn't look.
- Yes, we did.
- Well, once.
I was in therapy for years trying to figure out
what the hell happened to me.
We know. We were there.
I got more out of it than you did.
You got something out of his therapy?
That whole self-esteem thing?
I really got in touch...
Excuse me, could you not speak
for like an hour? I have a life to lead here.
Oh, is that what you call it?
Do me a favor, fade out again.
He's not that happy to see us.
So, let's table that until next week
and give Jim a chance
to analyze the prospectus.
Now, Thomas...
We're gonna be with you forever
unless you help us!
- Thomas!
- He's speaking to you!
-Yeah?
-Where are we with Stellar Aviation?
Are we still going for liquidation?
Oh, yeah, well, if we want
to get our money back, yes.
I was actually just going over the figures
that I gave to the judge...
The last quarter alone, Stellar lost $3 million.
These clowns are going down fast.
- No.
- I can't believe he won't help us.
You know, the bus driver said
we could just take over his body.
Without his permission?
That's fairly aggressive.
-Can we do that?
-Let's find out.
The judge is very much with us on this one.
He's a reasonable man...
Okay, here goes.
He realizes that the longer we delay
the worse it is for us
and our
creditors.
Oh!
Mmm. Oh, God, it feels so good.
You know, Mitchell, for an older man,
you really are quite attractive.
- Thomas...
- I'm sorry.
You know,
11 men and only one woman?
I think we can do a little better than that.
Don't you, Jim?
Jesus, Thomas, what is this?
- It works.
- It's nothing.
on Saturday, right?
Look, you, this is my livelihood.
You can't do this.
Oh, Thomas,
you look so cute when you get mad.
- Look, this is my livelihood!
- Thomas!
What is going on?
I'm just... I'm sorry.
Excuse me.
Look, this is all very illuminating,
all this business mumbo jumbo,
but basically, who gives a sh*t,
when there's a beautiful
dish like you in the room?
You know how long it's been
since I've had sex?
Reportedly, I'm quite a master.
I'll tell you what, I'll give you a preview.
Don't go anywhere.
I'll be back in a minute for you.
Get out of my body!
It's just the beginning, pal.
Myself, now I don't run into walls. It hurts.
Listen, you jerk, you know that happens to be
the Vice President of Corporate Finance
you were coming on to in there!
Oh, yeah?
Well, you better help us.
Frankly, Thomas, you deserved it.
What? You're not gonna bully me into this.
You're not gonna push me into anything.
Oh, yeah? I think it's time to go tell your boss
what you really think of him.
How about that, huh?
- Maybe I'll take your car for a spin.
- Yeah.
I didn't know you knew how to drive.
I'll take a shot at it.
Now, listen, listen. Okay, okay? All right.
We're gonna work something out.
We're gonna work something out.
I am in such trouble. I have no idea
how to explain what just happened in there.
You were in a car accident.
The doctors mistakenly prescribed
morphine and Percodan,
causing temporary
hallucinations.
Percodan and morphine, right.
- Could that happen?
- I have no idea.
- Turn the page! Turn the page!
- Okay.
So this guy takes you to heaven on a bus?
A bus. Go figure.
- Marco! Here he is. Here he is.
- That's odd, isn't it?
The bastard's still alive,
still living at the same address.
- Okay, let's go. Come on, let's go!
- Let's go? Wait, wait!
What? Where? When?
You know, what are you getting me into here?
Okay.
I stole a lot of things in my life.
But just from rich people, you know.
But this one time, I, um,
I went too far. I...
I was doing a job for this guy, and, uh,
from a 10-year-old kid.
Stamps? This is about postage stamps?
That's great.
Excuse me, the 1930 Airmail Zeppelin stamp,
full sheet.
It's gotta be worth today, $100,000.
Huh.
- See?
- So?
So, um, anyway.
The kid won't sell 'em, no way,
so, the guy has me go back
and steal 'em.
Lowest thing I ever did.
Once I gave them back,
I was gonna go straight, but...
The next thing I know, I'm dead.
I'm a bad guy forever.
Let's go.
He's coming back. He looks happy.
- I found them. He's still got 'em. Let's go.
- Yes!
I can't do it. I'm sorry.
You know what this is? This is grand larceny.
No, it's not. It's breaking and entering.
It's 90 days to a year, max.
Milo, you understand, if you get caught,
Thomas goes to jail.
Well, we're not gonna get caught, okay?
I'm a professional. All right?
Now, Marco's upstairs taking a shower.
That gives us five minutes.
We're in, we're out. Piece of cake. Let's go.
No, I'm... God, you know,
Does it even matter now?
Thomas, I gotta set it right, okay?
You don't get it? It matters to me.
Okay, but if I'm gonna let you in my body,
you have to behave.
- I will.
- Okay.
- Okay.
- And be careful.
- Okay.
- Okay.
I will behave.
Thomas, I want your body.
It's not funny.
Just get in and get it over with.
Where's that little kid
I had so much fun with, huh?
Where did he go?
God, the man's tense, you know what I mean?
Okay, ah, where's that stuff you...
Oh, I forgot, I'm him.
Let's go.
Let me go.
Okay, come on.
Piece of cake?
I'm a piece of dog food!
We're okay.
Hey, shut up, you little Chihuahua!
- Thomas!
- Hey, hey, hey!
What the hell?
Who the hell do you think you are?
Hey, hey, watch out! Watch out!
Not this time, Marco.
Who are you?
Oh, it's Milo. Remember me?
Milo? No, that guy's dead.
Well, not at the moment.
Milo!
Stealing from a kid?
You oughta be ashamed of yourself.
There was a house.
Y'know, it had a house here.
Is this the way professionals do it?
Because I have never met a professional
who has fouled up this big!
You didn't see a dog.
You didn't check for a dog!
Don't yell at a man on a ledge.
Come on, don't get so upset.
I'll just do a little...
- Acrobatic type thing.
- Acrobatic type thing?
Milo,
what do you think you're doing?
Milo, he's not a Flying Wallenda!
Here, you wanna take over, Harrison?
Oh, I hope you know what you're doing.
That's not your body you're messing with.
No problem.
I'm okay.
I got it. I got it.
Hey, what'd I tell you? I'm a professional.
You gotta be...
Whew.
And not a bruise on him. Mostly.
You're lucky you're already dead.
You're impulsive
and you don't think, Milo.
Thomas could have
been killed, Milo.
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