Kooky Page #4

- Throw your hat at him.

- Watch out! Car ahead!

Hey, Cuddles!

Cuddles in the woods alone...

Aim carefully!

- Now? Did you get him now?

- I missed him.

Damn! If only I knew where we were!

- I can't see us.

- We're on the other side already.

- I see us! - Every cell has three

letters:
Left, right, and above.

- Looks like a comb on the left.

- That's an E! You went to school?

- Scissors on the right.

- Scissors?

- Like this.

- Aha, an X.

Hey, squirrels, Immediate

covering fire:
Echo, X-ray, Oscar!

- Anything happen?

- Cones are coming down behind us.

- You're too slow. Can you read it faster.

- The map shows a hole ahead.

The road narrows,

we can't both fit!

Squirrels, covering fire to sector

Echo, X-ray, Quebec! Duck!

-It's snowing!

-The faster we go, the colder it gets.

Super, super!

Know any more tricks?

I can blow smoke rings, but that won't help us now.

Hold onto your hats!

- Guess we won't be helping him.

- Damn right.

- We just drove off the map.

- We drove off the map?

-I see the trailer!

-Am I going the right way?

- I don't know, I can't see.

- Stand up a little higher!

I still can't see.

- I see it!

- Well?

- We have to...

Captain Slr, I'm here!

Aha, a path! Don't say a word.

Now even a blind man can find his way.

Why do we need these bloody eggs?

If we save them, it'll prove

Goddamn isn't up to it anymore.

And that's where I come in.

- Captain, stop!

- What's going on?

- Nushka's here.

- Where?

Ahead of us... Actually, behind us

because we're going in circles.

We have to pull over!

Quick, I hear them!

You need to hide with

that color of yours.

Once I wrote a rhyme about him.

Listen. You'll split your sides.

Captain Goddamn means no harm but

he can't see the length of a barn.

For far too long he's had control.

We all now wish he'd fall in a hole.

Powerful stuff.

If I could write, I'd jot it

down and pass it around.

- We'd help, but we can't write ether.

- I know the letter P.

- There's no P in the rhyme.

- P like poop hole.

A poop hole of a poet.

Dad?

- Dad?

- Yes?

How do you stop a tractor?

- Like a car. Use the brake.

- Dinners ready, set the table.

Where's that chain?

Here it is. I almost lost it.

Captain, where are you?

- And If that can't stop it?

- Can't? You haven't even tried it.

This is really good.

If you aren't going to eat

you can go straight to bed.

Maybe he's sick.

He's been acting odd this afternoon.

Captain, where are you?

The eggs are too heavy.

- I'm here, under the chain!

- I can't see you.

I'm here. Where the hell are you?

I cant hold on anymore. Captain!

Hand them over or I'll

sock you in the guts.

Then you'll break the eggs.

Exactly! So let go.

Nothing personal,

but you're off to the dump.

Maybe we should rip him in half

so he won't escape.

Don't worry, that's for later.

I'm composing a rhyme to

celebrate my Guardianship:

Never fear,

brave Nushka's the one...

Blast it,

Cuddles and the eggs are gone!

That's really a lovely rhyme.

Too bad there's still no P.

Blast it, stop! He's really gone!

The chain isn't broken

so he must be inside.

Give up. Come out!

We wont hurt you. At least not yet.

We'll jab it 'til he squeals.

I need the eggs in one piece,

if they're still there.

- How many doors are there?

- Three. - Each cover one.

Don't be scared. Come on out.

- Got him!

- That's me, you fool!

- I have an egg! And another!

- Shut the doors! He's in there!

We're going to smoke you out...

You shouldn't smoke.

Ondra's dad smoked. He gave up

because he was scared of dying.

This won't kill me. I don't

have lungs so it can't hurt me.

I'll fall apart one day

whether I smoke or not.

- How about me? Will I die too?

- You'll also fall apart.

Like everything here:

The stump, the needles, the trees...

Even Nushka

will fall apart one day.

Even his two Bag men

and their truck too.

But that's not the end.

Everything becomes something else.

And it all goes around and around,

and that's the way it should be.

But what if I love someone and they die?

You're homesick, aren't you?

Let's go.

Is it hard to breathe again?

My God, he's burning up.

Fire!

Don't be a hero. Come out!

The Captain can't save you now.

- Who are they talking to?

- They think I'm still in the truck.

Tweet-tweet! Come out,

before the eggs are baked.

- Fire!

- Maybe I should give myself up...

Nonsense. It's better they

think you're in there.

- Butterfly above, boss.

- Take him down.

Our truck!

They're stealing our truck!

Blast it!

What's up with the birds now?

The good news is your car's OK.

The bad news is they want to fry us!

Settling fire to the forest?

They must be crazy!

What? What's happening?

We're on fire.

We need snow! Make it winter!

- If only this banger can make it.

- Downhill, to the left!

A tree! Go right!

It's snowing! Faster!

It's going to be hard to stop...

We made it! But we're still on fire...

Watch the road!

If we crashed the eggs are smashed

and so are we!

This is not going to work out.

It will, but not the way you want.

- Bison?

- No bison are even bigger.

Go and get the eggs.

- Are any of them broken?

- It doesnt look like it.

- Can you get out?

- No, we're trapped.

Good!

Itll melt soon. What then?

- Can I stab the old guy with my fork?

- Only if no one sees you...

Hear that? They're already

done for, gasping for air.

- Are you all right, Captain?

- Do it too.

Don't fall for it.

It sounds like some kind of animal.

- Captain, what animal sounds like that?

- Guess.

Blast it,

I can't stand his guessing games!

It's the bison, isn't it?

Those small ones.

Damn right. I hope they hear us.

Let's get out of here! Hurry!

Faster!

- Water's dripping on me.

- It's the snow melting.

- I have to stay dry.

- Quiet, they're here!

I'm full of stuffing. - You said

that already.

I'm getting wet.

Stop feeling so damn

sorry for yourself.

Ever seen a blue tit

with a frost bitten leg?

Or a dying bee? Or a wounded fox?

They accept their fate.

They don't complain like you.

- That's because they can't talk.

- I can. I'm wet, old, almost blind,

- and fed up; but am I complaining?

- When I'm wet, I'm heavy and can't walk.

I'm just a stupid toy.

Our grandma wears glasses for her

bad eyes. That's what you need.

- What are glasses?

- They help you see better.

What are you doing? Making glasses?

No, I'm trying to wring myself out.

But not much luck.

Why not take out your stuffing?

- it'll dry quicker.

- You mean I should take my insides out?

I've seen worse and there's

no one else around.

The old Guardian is buried here.S

He was a real ogre.

During his rule even

the mushrooms were afraid to grow.

When he fell apart he chose me

because I was an outsider.

He was worried that someone local

would give his son a hard time.

But there was a condition:

That his son would take over

when I got too old.

And what happened to this son?

I tried to teach him how to be

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