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Josie and the Pussycats Page #7
And, you know, we may have
started this band together,
but the only reason we've
come this far is because ofyou.
Now, look.
I don't care if we're
Josie and the Pussycats,
or Valerie and the Pussycats
or whoever and the Pussycats.
It doesn't matter
as long as we're together.
You're my sister, Val.
Ilove you.
I love you too, Jose.
- And I love you, Val.
And I love you, Josie.
- And I love you, Mel.
And l...
I scream, you scream,
we all scream for ice cream.
Everyone loves everyone.
Now, let's get
this show started!
We want the show!
We want the show!
So, what is it
this time, Fiona...
cross-trainers,
pizza bagels, lip gloss?
Oh, it's bigger...
much, much bigger.
You're gonna have a pretty hard
once your secret's out.
Oh, and tell me, cookie...
who will believe you?
Who will get behind
the ridiculous ramblings
of one silly, powerless girl?
We will.
Who the hell are you?
Someone you thought
you'd gotten rid of.
- Oh, my God,
it's Les from Dujour!
- Les?
I tried to warn you...
the message on your mirror.
That was you?
Dujour was in my bathroom!
I love you, Les!
- But I thought you guys were
killed in a plane crash.
- That's what I thought. Wyatt?
Oh, well, we managed
to land the plane just fine.
Unfortunately,
it was in the parking lot
ofa Metallica show.
Well, the fans beat
the crap out of us.
Well, you don't look
too bad.
I knew the words to 'Enter Sandman'.
Word, Doc. She's not
gonna get away with it...
not this time.
Let's get 'em, boys,
Dujour-style!
Anyway...
Oh, now, come on!
Boy, you almost got me.
Honestly,
girls all over the world
would kill to be in your shoes,
and here you stand,
running away from it.
Why?
to "Shitdale" and spend
the rest of your life...
being washed up
with your loser friends,
dopey and mopey there?
- That's it.
Just stop right there, missy.
Wyatt, you messed
with the wrong p*ssy.
- You want some?
Come on. Bring it!
- No, no!
No, baby, no! Let go!
Let go! Let go!
Ooh!
Ooh!
What are you gonna do...
kill me with the guitar?
Who's gonna go up there
and sing? You need me, remember?
Need you?
Doll, I created you,
and, believe me,
I can destroy you.
- I'm sorry.
Did you need that?
- Wyatt! Fix it!
You... what's yourjob?
Fix this!
Oh, it's too late!
They're already taking off the ears!
Fiona is the most jerkin' girl
in the world!
Everybody loves Fiona!
She's got the best hair
and the most awesome clothes!
And she's so thin!
I know I want to be just like Fiona!
That's the secret message
that you wanted to send out...
that you're cool?
What?
- That's not me, I swear.
- You're not doing it right!
Hey, that's my job!
If I wath a guy,
I'd athk her out.
- If I wath a girl, I'd want to
be her be tht friend forever.
- What's wrong with your voice?
We'd have thlumber parties and
thtay up braiding each otherth
hair and have tickle fights!
Oh, thure.
Go ahead and laugh.
You don't know what it'th like
to be teathed and ridiculed
your whole life.
down by the theathore.
Theven thilver...
The thwims...
I tried, didn't I?
All I ever wanted wath
to be popular.
- Tell me, ith that tho bad?
- Lisa?
- What did you call me?
- Lisa Snyder?
"Lithping Litha"?
That-That-That wath
my nickname in thchool.
Huntington High School.
Lisa, it's me... Wally.
"White-ass Wally."
White-ath Wally?
The albino kid?
That'th impothible.
- Firtht ofall,
he wathn't Britith.
- I'm not.
I just started talking
like that because...
I thought it would
make me more attractive.
- He wath tho pale.
- Makeup.
l-l-I learned to thpeak
without a lithp.
Look!
Look!
I can't believe it'th you.
I thn't it the thtrangetht
cointhidenth?
Wait.
Oh, I've been holding that in
for the past 15 years.
This is so romantic.
Yeah, in a... creepy,
ironic sort ofway.
So, what's the moral
of the story here...
freaks should date other freaks?
No, I think the moral
of the story here is you should
be happy with who you are.
This whole time we've been
spending money on expensive
clothes to impress people.
Never made me happy.
No! Happ... Oh, my gosh.
Happiness is on the inside.
I'm not this.
I'm not what I wear.
I'm not what I wear!
Oh, please.
Unlike you bunch of wackjobs,
I am perfect just as I am.
Holy sh*t!
That girl's got a skunk
on her head!
Oh, geez.
That's just your hair.
Sorry, but that's messed up.
- Who are you?
- I'm Agent Kelly.
I'm with the government.
Oh, thank God!
Did you know...
that Fiona and Wyatt are using
that machine to send subliminal
messages through our music?
They're trying to create
an army of mindless teenagers,
to make them buy things and
They what?
Oh, come on.
You knew about thith
from the very beginning.
- Gentlemen, arrest
that woman and that man...
- What?
on charges of conspiracy
against the youth of America.
- You can't be theriouth.
- Oh, I'm serious, ma'am.
This is a very serious offense.
Sorry, but they're on to us.
Somebody's got to take the fall.
You bathtard!
Besides, after the concert,
we were gonna shut down
your operation anyway.
We found
that subliminal messages
work much better in movies.
All right, let's go.
Well, now that you girls are
done saving the world,
I think you have
a concert to play.
Give it up for
Josie and the Pussycats!
Josie! Josie!
Josie! Josie!
Stop!
I know you all came out here
tonight because you heard
something you liked on our CD
We're gonna play something
different for you tonight...
something you haven't heard.
It's cool if you like it.
It's all right if you don't.
Just...
decide for yourselves.
This is for someone
who said he believed in me.
Kinda wish he was here now.
Josie! Josie!
- Alan M!
- Josie!
- What are you doing here?
- I have to tell you that...
even though you don't feel
the same way about me...
as I do about you,
and even though
you didn't come to my gig...
What do you mean?
Wyatt told me it was canceled!
That dick!
What did you mean about
the l-don't-feel-the-same-way-
about-you-as-you-do-about-me?
That's what I came here to tell you!
Josie McCoy, l...
I love you!
I love you too!
I always have!
Hi.
Hi.
Damn!
I love you.
Contain the excitement.
Why'd you have to hit me, man?
Can you see me and
my nose on the microphone?
From this command center
we control everything...
except what I'm gonna say next.
I can't even believe
that they let me bring...
You slept with him!
You better get his mama
to get him a new face.
Ah-ah-ah.
You know my mom's dead.
That's just...
Next up on weather...
What is wrong with you?
Goodness, won't somebody
please save us?
Sh...
This is what our operation...
I just spat right in the camera.
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