I Declare War Page #3

and tell them

I'll say no if they agree

to share the console with me

exclusively for the six months.

They'll agree, because

if I say yes, they get nothing.

No, you just have to pick one.

Why should I if I can

figure out a way to do both?

Forget it. Altar boy,

what would you...

No computers.

Yeah, me too.

Look!

Come on.

What are you doing?

If I shave this down, I could

turn it into like a sniper rifle.

Oh! A bazooka!

It'd be like...

Be quiet!

Follow me.

The general gave us orders.

Artillery! Oh, shock.

Or like a staff,

if I shaved it down far enough.

You're being too loud!

I've got big plans for this stick.

Keep the stick. I don't care.

Just follow me.

Could turn it into a trigger

for a bomb or something, I dunno.

Maybe a booby trap.

I'm in love with this stick.

Do you like it?

Shh!

I'm glad you picked me for your team.

I'm glad you picked me for your team...

I'm glad you picked me for your team.

Sure. No problem.

It's working out better than I thought.

I mean, I was kind of hoping

you'd pick me.

You were?

Yeah.

Well, I'm glad I did.

Like I said, you're really smart.

- And cute, too.

- Thanks.

Maybe I could even come

with you guys to France.

That'd be awesome. You should.

But there's still one thing

I don't understand.

What's that?

Why did you stay

after Skinner killed me?

Why don't you go home?

- You don't know?

- No.

You can't guess?

I think you're a little

too smart for me.

Well, you'll find out.

It'll be a surprise.

But what if something happens

to you? I'd be devastated.

Oh, that's so sweet...

Hey. Don't move!

- Who are you?

- Put that down!

I'm looking for Paul Kwon.

- Why?

- He's my brother.

Our mom got hurt,

and she's in the hospital,

and we need to go see her.

- Do you know where he is?

- Depends.

Do you know a guy

named P.K. Sullivan?

Who? Look,

this is a medical emergency.

Do you know where he is or not?

I know how much

you and P.K. hate me.

I don't even know you.

P. K. knows me.

- Oh! Ow...!

I read books, Kwon. I'm not stupid.

I ne... never... s-said...

Oof!

This is called "pressing."

It's how they used to kill people

before hanging was invented.

I read it in a book.

You know that girl Jess?

Don't you think she's cool?

I don't know why, I just...

Just the way she looks at you.

I know that sounds dumb.

This one time,

I was walking down the hall

and she was with her friends.

I said hi to her, and she threw these

dry Chinese noodles at me,

and her friends laughed.

But I kept the little noodle

that hit me.

I got it in my shoebox back home...

you know,

the one I keep my hockey cards in?

Jeez, she's so pretty.

It's hard not to think

about her sometimes.

You ever feel like that?

Like you try to think

about something else,

Like a TV show, or a video game, or...

- Hey.

- Yeah?

Shut up.

Oh. Heh.

Sure, Sikorski.

I'll shut up... I know.

I've got a big mouth.

And I'm just so excited!

Everything that's going on.

We probably should be quiet, though.

You know, in case P.K.'s trying

to sneak up on us or something.

My ma always says the same thing.

"Be quiet, Roy!" She always says

there are leaders

and there are followers,

and the followers should shut up

and let the leaders do

all of the talking,

which I think is totally true.

You're a leader and I'm a follower.

That's why we're such good friends.

Yup, we're a team, all right.

Like the alligator and the bird

that brushes his teeth.

You're the alligator, right?

- What is it?

- It's a kid.

A... big Asian kid.

What does he want?

He's Kwon's brother.

There's been an accident.

Skinner!

I said half an hour!

What the hell is going on here?

Untie him!

What kind of a game is this?

Get rocks. Go.

Get rocks. Go.

Paul...

It's Mom.

She broke her arm.

Dad's got her down at St. John's

Hospital and he wants us there now.

He gave me money for a cab.

You okay?

- Let's go.

- Wait!

I didn't know Kwon had a brother.

- Well, he does, okay?

- Let's just go.

Show me the money, then.

- What?

- For the cab.

You think I'm making this up,

dickface?

Just show me the money,

and you can go.

Screw you!

What's Kwon's birthday?

- Jesus Christ!

- You're paranoid, Skinner!

Not everything has to do with P.K.!

Hey!

You're not leaving.

Right.

Ow! Ow!

You're f***ing dead!

Ah!

Is that the best you can do, P.K.?

Follow him. Follow him!

He'll lead you right to P.K.

Go! Go!

Is that the best you can do?

Frost, smokes.

Sh*t! I thought I had them.

He's gonna see you.

He's gonna see you, too.

No, he's not. I'm going home.

What? You're going home?

- Yeah.

- Why?

I want some juice.

Plus, I need a break from Skinner.

So you're quitting, just like that?

No, I'm not quitting.

I'll be back later.

Just right now, I want some juice.

Oh.

- Okay.

- Do you guys wanna come?

No! You can't stop

a war for juice!

Watch me.

Sorry about that, Sikorski.

What was I thinking?

She almost seduced me there.

She must have been wearing

some sort of special perfume

or something,

'cause we're best friends,

and that's number one for me.

- I'd never...

- Shut up.

Hey!

Where's Paul?

Oh, I'm fine, thanks.

Next time, don't call me

for any favors, okay?

Where's Paul?

Your little psycho friend

has him tied up

to a tree back in those woods.

- He's still alive?

- Of course he's alive.

They're not gonna kill him.

No, but did he have

red paint all over him?

- No.

- What's up with your face?

That spaz started throwing rocks at me.

Wait, were you followed?

No. I don't know.

Can you put the guns down?

Jesus!

So what was Skinner doing?

- Who?

- The spaz.

He was asking me

questions about Paul.

What kind of questions?

Like, was I his real brother.

Like that.

I went in there,

the spaz lost his mind

and started throwing rocks at me.

Almost broke my nose.

Okay. Anything else?

When I left, the loser yelled,

"Is that the best you can do, P.K.?"

- Skinner yelled that?

- Yep.

And there wasn't a taller kid

with blonde hair giving orders?

Nope.

I knew it.

What? What is it, P.K.?

It's hot out here. I gotta go.

Okay. Thanks.

"Thanks"? I don't think so.

Where's my three bucks?

Well, at least

it wasn't a total loss.

Now we know where their base is.

Yeah.

So, where is it?

- What?

- Their base.

Where's their base?

How the hell should I know?

In the woods. Over there somewhere.

You're joking with me.

Come on! We need this!

Hey, see this?

- I don't care what you need!

- Okay.

Calm down.

Thanks for your work.

I'll remember this.

Now what?

We got nothing out of that.

Does Egypt, 1952,

mean anything to you?

No.

China, 1911? Oh...

Greece, 1967,

is actually the best comparison.

Wesley?

The Olympics?

It's a coup.

Skinner killed Quinn.

That's a total guess.

If Quinn was still in charge,

Paul would be dead.

It's that simple.

Quinn would never take a prisoner.

He knows it makes no sense.

And he'd never let Skinner

run around screaming his head off.

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