King Of The Hill Page #2

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- Not fair.

Put your marbles

on the ground, or else.

- I ain't got time to argue with you!

- You OK, Billy?

Scram, small fry.

This sissy said he'd shoot

for ten marbles. He's welshing.

- But their marbles are inferior.

- So's your old man.

I'll tell you what.

We'll shoot partners, us against you.

I'll put up five and Billy

will put up five against your ten.

- Sure.

- You bet.

All right, one, two, three, drop.

We'll let you go first.

Go ahead and shoot first, Billy.

OK.

Damn! How could you miss that?

Excuse me.

Pow!

Pow!

Wow!

Well, gentlemen, the game is over.

You were lucky.

- Sore losers.

- Yeah.

I never played marbles

before I came to Dewey.

No kidding.

Wanna come over

for a soda or something?

Yeah.

Oh, look, Billy. There's

that salesman I was telling you about.

- Oh, yes.

- I don't understand.

Who would buy a candle

you can't even light?

I was gonna change

into some playclothes.

- If you don't mind.

- Sure.

Criminy.

- This is signed by Pepper Martin?

- Yes. My father got it for me.

I never really used it, but maybe

it will be worth money someday.

Your father must be really nice.

Listen, Aaron,

how are you about birds?

I'm in favour of 'em.

I have a canary at home.

You have a canary? Me too!

How many birds did you say you have?

Well, you know, right now, just the one.

But he'll take a grape from my lips,

and fly to my finger

right when I put it out.

- That's nifty.

- Yeah. Why do you have so many?

I breed them. It's my hobby.

I sell them to Mr Farley

at the shop on Develavere.

You sell them? How much do you get?

- Three dollars a bird.

- Gosh!

Why don't you go into business?

I'll arrange it with Mr Farley.

- Yeah, but I only have Skippy.

- I'll give you a female.

Females aren't worth anything

because they don't sing.

Really? That's all I need?

Well, you need a breeding cage

like this one, but any big cage will do.

Then you need a few odds and ends.

Here, this is put out by the

Mr Finchbird Company. Tells everything.

Here's a pretty sexy-looking dish.

Hey.

Are you sure you can't stay for dinner?

No, ma'am.

My mother's hosting a mah-jong

tournament, and wanted me to be there.

Hosting a tournament in your house?

Well...

...no. You see, we're living in a hotel

until our house is finished being built.

- The tournament is in the ballroom.

- What kind of house?

Just a regular house like this one.

And what does your father do, Aaron?

He flies airplanes.

- Wow!

- My, that's interesting.

So that's how

you know Charles Lindbergh.

Right.

So,

what kind of flying does he do?

Uh...

Well, it's sort of for the government.

And I'm not supposed to discuss it.

- Can't you tell us anything?

- You heard what Aaron said.

It's supposed to be secret.

I'm sure he prefer we didn't

breathe a word of it to anyone.

Isn't that right?

Yes, ma'am.

I know you took it, I seen ya.

Now hand it over!

- I don't have no apples!

- I know you took it!

Give it here! Give it here!

Give it here!

- You ain't got no apple, huh?

- No!

Let me tell you something.

This is my street, my corner.

I know everything.

I catch you kiping apples one more time,

and I'll run your chicken ass in!

Now get out of here! Beat it!

Come on!

- What you got in there?

- A canary.

- Thought you had a canary.

- Yeah, I do. A male one.

This is a female.

I'm gonna breed canaries.

There's big money in canaries.

Uh-huh.

But I don't know

where you get all that vitality.

- Hi.

- Hi, Ella.

- What have you got?

- A canary.

I thought you already had a canary.

I do, but this one's a female.

I'm gonna breed canaries.

We had a canary once.

Canaries are kinda nervous.

Don't you think?

I think I'd rather have a cat.

I'd name her Stephanie.

- What are you gonna name your bird?

- I have to... put her in her cage.

OK. See you later?

Yeah, OK. Sure.

- Hi.

- Hello.

- What have you got there?

- Billy Thompson gave me a canary.

- Aaron, we already have a canary.

- I know we have a canary.

This is a female.

Mr Farley at the pet store said he'd

give three dollars apiece for babies.

- Oh, my goodness. Are you sure?

- Yep.

And Billy said the average female

lays about four eggs,

so that's $12.

We can bring Sullivan home.

That would be wonderful.

- Where's Dad?

- Out selling candles.

Nobody's gonna buy those.

Why can't he sell something useful?

He's doing the best he can.

- Lester was here?

- I suppose so.

It was slipped under the door.

Hey, must you wear

that filthy thing on your head?

Mom, it's a hat.

You wear it on your head.

What the hell are you doing?

You know anything about golf, eh?

Not really.

Sh*t.

Sullivan got sent away

to live with my uncle.

Least you got a brother to get sent.

Doesn't it cost

a lot of money to play?

You're not gonna play, brain.

You're gonna caddy.

I'm in good with the caddy master.

First couple of times,

you gotta split your fee.

It's still 50 cents to get you started.

- I could use 50 cents.

- Yep. You and all of Missouri.

You know any of the clubs?

- I know the putter.

- Stupendous. All right, easy.

You got your woods,

driver, brassie, spoon, cleek.

You got irons:
1-iron, mid-iron,

mid-mashie, mashie-iron,

spade mashie, mashie-niblick,

pitching niblick, regular.

Give him whatever he asks for.

I'll make sure you go on a foursome.

You won't have trouble.

- I gotta go.

- Where you going?

I gotta go put these back

before Ben finds out.

How'd you get 'em out of the storeroom?

Aaron, can I speak to you

outside for a minute?

Sure.

Aaron, it's been brought to my attention

that the address we have for you

in our records is no longer current.

Yes, that's because we moved.

Well...

...when you move,

you need to let the school know.

We might need to get in touch

with your parents.

If you've moved out of the district,

you might be going to the wrong school.

It is possible that you should

be going to Clark instead of Dewey.

I know, but we're still

in the same district, I'm sure.

Well, can you tell me

where you're living now?

Yeah. The Carleton Court apartments,

But if you're gonna send something

there, address it to Donald Miller.

- Donald Miller?

- Yeah.

My father works for the government,

and sometimes mail gets stolen.

We think it might be spies,

but we're not sure.

So if you put Donald Miller's name

on it, whoever's taking mail lets it go

because they won't know

it's really for my father.

I see.

- Donald Miller?

- Yeah.

It sounds complicated,

but it's the only way to make sure

that my father'll get it.

I understand.

- Thank you.

- You're welcome.

Flora Fina.

The bohunk sniping butts again.

That's why you're a runt,

you're sniping butts.

It's not a butt. It's a cigar band.

You're a thief,

like that Yid, what's-his-name.

- Lester.

- Last name!

- Silverstone!

- Silverstone.

So where's your old man?

Did he take a steamer back to Krautland?

No, he's still here.

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