Hop Page #3
Hello?
Talking rabbit?
Okay. Wow.
Dude, you are stressed.
Hi, Fred O'Hare.
Hey, Fred O'Hare.
Nice to meet you.
I'm Fred O'Hare.
You need me for this job.
You're going to
hire me for this job.
Oh! The dogs. Right.
are accustomed to you,
"please wear the safety suit in the
hall closet when you feed them. "
Safety suit?
Daisy! Baby! Come here.
Let's go.
I'm on a schedule here.
Oh!
No!
No! Heel! Sit! Sit!
That's fine.
Okay, it's all good.
No, no, no!
Look, Fred!
Can you believe it?
They've got
a drum kit in here.
What do you think?
Never had one formal lesson!
I am the Extreme Rock Master!
I know what
you're thinking.
No, you really don't.
Hey, Fred, what's wrong?
You look a bit put out.
Why are you still here?
You can't be up here.
You're in the forbidden part of the house.
Yeah, but so are you.
Pick this up, man.
You've destroyed the place!
I wouldn't say, "destroyed.
" I was just getting comfortable.
What about your injury? Huh?
Your leg? You're hurt, right?
Yeah, exactly. I needed a soft
bed in which to convalesce.
Oh, I see. So, you climbed
a flight of stairs...
Struggled up each stair is more like it.
Worth it, though.
That Jacuzzi
loosened me right up.
Jacuzzi?
Oh, yeah. You might
want to turn it off.
It was creating
a lot of bubbles.
No!
My sister is
going to kill me!
Don't worry.
We'll clean it up together,
as soon as I've
beat my high score.
Hey, Fred! Come on, your turn.
Pick up a guitar, mate.
Fred, I think
we got off on the wrong foot.
You said some things,
I flooded some things.
Let's start over again.
Fred? Why am I in a box?
This seems like the sort of
thing a serial killer might do.
Is this going
to be a surprise?
All right,
come on. Out.
Oh! Are we
going for a hike?
Better! We're
releasing you into the wild.
The wild?
Oh, no, no, no. I'll just
stay with you, I think.
dominated by carnivores
Get out. Let's go.
What are you doing?
You're going to leave me here?
Yeah, there's lots of rabbits out here.
You'll feel right at home.
Fred, are we locked in
a destructive relationship?
Get out. Fred.
You're making a scene!
Get out!
Move along.
Look, Fred.
Goodbye!
But I want to stay with you!
Fred, please don't go.
I'm already late. So go away.
Come on, man.
Fred, mate.
I'll behave.
I'll clean up my mess.
I'll do the dishes.
Not your problem.
There are no dishes in the wild.
No. Fred.
But I'm special.
Well, we're all special.
You're not getting it.
I don't mean special as in,
"everybody's special. "
I mean, I'm really special.
What're you doing?
See?
Jelly beans?
Mmm-hmm.
So what? So you talk
and you poop candy.
Could you do it in
someone else's life?
No, you're right.
It's not your concern.
And in two weeks, maybe you can
explain to the children of the world
why they didn't get
their Easter baskets.
Easter?
What, Easter?
No way.
Yes, Fred.
I am the Easter Bunny.
Hop in.
Yes! I knew it! I knew it.
I knew you were real. I knew it!
What are you talking about?
Of course I'm real.
No.
When I was a kid,
I saw you on Easter morning.
You did?
Yeah.
That was you,
right?
Absolutely. No question.
Okay. Because you do look a
little different. Was it...
I don't know, have you lost weight?
Or maybe it's the clothes.
You're talking
about the old guy.
Yeah. We got rid of him.
He didn't understand children. Ah.
He didn't get that children
sometimes just want to drum.
I mean, dream.
Sometimes they just want to dream.
Children dream.
Yeah. So he had to go,
anyway, this guy. Right.
Well, it's a good thing
you got rid of him, then.
Exactly.
So... Wait a minute.
Why are you here now?
Just doing a little last minute
recon for Easter deliveries.
Finding ideal egg hiding locations.
There is one. That's perfect!
Compiling a list of kids
with chocolate allergies.
That kind of thing.
it's all very technical.
I see.
Okay.
Oh, man. I'm really late.
Late for what?
What are we doing?
I have a job interview.
You're staying here.
But here is boring. Let me come with you.
I could be a job reference.
Thank you, I appreciate that.
Look, I really need this job,
and I don't think anyone there is
going to be able to handle you.
I'm not sure I can handle you.
So, just do me a favor? Wait in the car.
Fred, I don't want
to get your hopes up,
but I think you're definitely
going to get this job.
Be good.
Yes, sir.
I'll stay here and
guard the vehicle.
Yes, sir. I'll put
you through to Mr. Hill.
Hi, I'm Fred O'Hare.
I'm here for a 10:30 with
Mrs. Beck.
You're a half-hour late.
I know. I called.
That doesn't make
you any earlier.
Uh-huh.
You know, you're the first impression
people get when they walk in here.
In many ways, you are the
face of the company.
Fill this Out.
Yes, ma'am.
Yes, sir. Can I help you?
What is that alarming noise?
Oh, no!
Pink Berets!
I'm sorry, sir.
Who did you want to speak to?
Fred.
What are you doing here?
I told you to wait in the car!
This is serious.
I really need your help!
I need your help! You can't be here.
You've got to go!
Fred?
Yes.
Get me out of here!
Ah!
Mrs. Beck.
Yes.
How are you?
I'm well. I can't say that I'm that
impressed with your punctuality, though.
Yeah, I have
half a dozen excuses.
But I'm just going to go
with a straight apology.
I'm really, really sorry.
Okay. Clean slate, then.
Thank you.
So, let's begin, Fred.
I'll show you inside.
Whoa!
So, recent
employment history.
You haven't
worked in a year?
Yeah, my parents
have moved in with me.
That has sort of been a full-time job.
Mmm-hmm.
It's fine. It just gets in the
way of writing my novel, is all.
You're writing a novel?
What is that about?
It's about a crippled soldier who, in
the future, goes to another planet
and he becomes
one of the indigenous people
who are blue and
live in the forest.
That's not Avatar?
Not really.
So, why don't
we take a walk
and I can tell you a little
bit about the company?
Okay.
So, the good news is, we
tend to promote from within.
But you'd be
starting in the mailroom.
Mailroom.
Is that a problem?
No, no, I love mail.
I get lots of mail.
E- mail,
snail mail, chain mail.
I am male.
Speaking of mail, that's Cody.
Let me introduce you to him.
He is being promoted to junior exec
and you would be replacing him.
Wow. Congratulations.
Question.
I need 30 copies of something,
collated, stapled, bound
and on my desk
by yesterday.
What do you do?
I would make 30 copies, and I
would do what you said with them.
I smell potential.
Oh, Mrs. Beck, I was wanting
to talk to you about my lunch.
Fred. Fred!
What is wrong with you?
This is
an extreme emergency.
You're ruining this for me.
You really need to go.
You're right.
I'll create a diversion
and we'll escape in
the ensuing chaos.
E.B., no! Get back here!
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