Hiding Out Page #6

We came this close

to getting married.

Really?

Yeah, she was

my skating instructor.

I can see

why we broke up.

Heh heh!

Oh, Max.

left me

standing all alone

alone and crying

crying

crying

crying

it's hard

to understand

that the touch

of your hand...

it looks like you made

a big impression

on my father.

Oh, yeah.

He's terrific.

I think I broke

one of his planes, though.

[Laughs]

Well,

what about you?

What are

your parents like?

I, uh...

I lost them in a car accident

when I was real young.

I was raised by

my grandmother.

Max, I'm sorry.

Oh, no, it's ok.

Really, it is.

than I did before

but, darling,

what can I do?

Ryan:
I'll drop you off

at your house.

Um, you know, actually,

it's such a nice night.

I think--

i think I'll walk.

Oh, it's no problem.

No, actually, right here,

right here is fine--

this corner.

Right here?

Yeah. yeah.

Ok. heh heh.

Heh.

[Brakes squeal]

Well, heh...

Well...

I had a great time.

Me, too.

[Sighs]

So...

Is something wrong?

Actually, there is

something I have to tell you.

What is it?

I...

Think I'm coming down

with a cold.

[Laughing]

a cold?

Yeah, I'm very

paranoid about germs.

Oh.

Not me.

[Kiss]

Bye, Max.

Bye, Ryan.

See you in school.

Yeah.

[giggling]

Bye-bye.

bye.

[Car engine starts]

yes, now you're gone

and from

this moment on

I'll be crying

crying

crying

[clatters]

crying

yeah, crying...

[Grunts]

cry--aah!

Gee! Patrick. Heh.

I told you

not to do that anymore.

Sorry. must have been

some date.

Oh, it was.

What's all the hubbub, bub?

G-men! that's

all the hubbub, bub.

Oh! I'm in trouble, Patrick.

I got a real problem.

Man, that's what

I'm trying to tell you--

I was expecting nothing,

but she's really wonderful.

I could look at her face

the rest of my life.

The rest of your life may

not add up to much, pal.

And she likes me, too,

no question about it.

Do the words

"statutory rape"

ring a bell?

Hey, I was

a perfect gentleman.

And believe me,

it wasn't easy.

You should have

jumped her

while you're still

a free man.

Come on, I gotta

show you something.

[Whispering]

come on, get up.

Get up.

Come on.

[Clang]

Shh!

[Pants]

Look.

Bakey!

shh! get down!

Right now,

there's 2 dozen

Ephraim zimablist jrs

eating cheese and crackers

in my living room.

You never saw

so much polyester

in such

a confined space.

What are they

doing here?!

You're such

a smart guy.

Where are you getting

all your money from?

Uh...there's

a bank machine

over on--

[Snaps fingers]

Oh my god,

the bank machine!

It's all

in the computer! Ohh!

Luckily for you, they're

looking for Andrew,

not Max.

Yeah. I guess

the present accommodations

just aren't

gonna do it.

I got that covered.

Come on.

Lead on, Rambo.

[Crickets chirping]

[Patrick beatboxing]

Max:
cryin'

over you

cryin'

over you

Patrick...

That's not a rap song.

I don't believe this.

You got keys to this joint?

Patrick:
well, my mom's

the school nurse.

I got the run of

the place.

You might

find this amazing, Patrick,

but there was a time when

i wanted to be a teacher.

As a matter of fact,

that's what it said

in my first

high-school yearbook.

Really?

Why would someone

wanna work so hard

and get paid

so little?

Oh, the money's

not that important.

This school

really got to you.

I mean,

you're delirious. Heh.

Well, uh, look,

i better get back

before the g-men start

asking questions.

Oh, by the way,

Dr. gusick's office--

yeah, the shrink?

Right.

He's got

a really nice couch--

I mean, plush naugahyde.

You can sleep there.

I know. I spent

some time on it last week.

Well, here.

You gonna be ok?

Yeah.

Thanks, Patrick.

cryin'

over you

cryin'

[sighs]

Ha!

The doctor is out.

[Sighs]

[Sighs]

Testing.

[echoing]

Hee hee hee.

[Mic squeaks]

Heh heh heh.

Calling all cars.

Calling all cars.

Be on the lookout for

a white male Caucasian,

age unknown.

[Laughs]

This is

president Maxwell

coming to you live

from the oval office.

And I don't

have a pass.

Teachers, where are

your passes?

Where are

your passes?

[Laughs]

Wow!

[Bell ringing]

[Indistinct chattering]

Boy:
hey, brother,

wait up, man!

Teachers, I want to see

some changes around here.

Now, class--way too long.

Come on, you can sort out

the major points

in 15 minutes. Be real.

Out goes the dress code.

[Toilet flushing]

Well, he wants to

take his time.

He's romantic.

I think it's sweet.

I don't think it's sweet.

I think it's suspicious.

Aah! aah!

Ow.

All:
I pledge allegiance

to the flag

of the United States

of America

and to the Republic

for which it stands,

one nation under god,

indivisible,

with Liberty and justice

for all.

Uh, we'll have the venison

and the pheasant, please.

Ok, let's talk

for a moment about roaches.

Can we get the shop class to

start building a few motels?

We have a real problem here.

Thank you.

You approve?

[Giggling]

yes.

Pierre,

the wine list, please.

And in the future,

report cards

will be given by students

to teachers.

Spanish teacher:
Lista...

Students:
lista...

De las...

De las.. .

Cosas...

cosas...

Chorus of men:
yeah

and that's

just the beginning.

I am for

progressive education...

So, watch out.

Ha ha ha!

[Pop music playing]

ow! Ow! Ow!

ow! Ow! Ow!

Whoa--unh!

ow! Ow! Ow!

ow! Ow! Ow!

ow! Ow! Ow!

ow! Ow! Ow!

ow! Ow! Ow!

Oh, sh*t!

[Panting]

What are you doing

sneaking around in here?

Wait, you're

the, uh...

You're the janitor.

Heh!

Custodial engineer--

ezzard Williams.

And you're mad Max.

I've seen you in here

every night for weeks, boy.

This is a high school,

not a holiday inn.

Tell me

about it. Heh.

Whoa, ezzard. Uh...

Got any more

of that stuff?

Heh. oh, hell,

come on.

I ain't supposed to

be in here, either.

[Both chuckle]

You're pretty cool

on these things, boy.

Thanks.

So...

You're an ex boxer, huh?

You don't get

a nose like this

mopping high-school

hallways. Hmm.

There,

that's one of me--

sparring with

hurricane Jackson,

steel pier,

Atlantic city,

New Jersey.

Heh heh.

Still got the fast hand.

[Imitating punches]

Heh heh.

Quick combination--

hey, wait, wait.

Ha ha!

All right.

But I had to

quit the ring.

Tried working

the corner--

didn't dig

that stuff.

But you find

other things to do.

Ahh.

One thing I can smell

with all of this

is bullshit--

hiding out,

sneaking around,

tearing down

your own posters.

I've been

watching you.

Now, who are you, boy?

[Sighs]

Well, ezzard...

You are looking...

At a wanted man.

[Ice cube clinks]

Hmm. you don't say.

You don't get

a nose like this

breaking stocks.

I'm a stockbroker,

damn it!

What is in this stuff?

This has a lot of proof in it.

These...these

high-school kids--

have you noticed this?

They're so...

Am I crazy?

They seem so...Young.

Heh heh!

You're the guy

they're looking for

in the newspaper,

from up there

in Boston.

Ha ha! You're him!

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