L.I.E. Page #4
couple of bacon...
two eggs, any style, home fries, and...
butter toast.
Ok, now me.
Take your time.
Hello.
Hi, mum.
You know what?
because that doctor isn't at town.
What?... Would he rather to complain about it?
Ok. I'll call him.
Bye, mum. You too.
Kiss kiss.
We're gonad be late.
For what?
To see Pa.
Here.
You know...
you can come back...
when you finish.
Anything you want.
I'm there.
You are like sex?
I don't be crash, Howard.
I mean freindship, like help.
Safe place when we need it.
I don't know if I can go in there.
Look, I'm no good to be a novel.
But if you don't go in there,
You're going to regret.
Maybe not that moment,
but soon at the rest of your life.
I can't believe you.
It's from the movie Castle Blinker.
Here...
You take this.
Thanks.
Hi, I'm here to see Marvy Blitzer.
No watches, belt.
Ok.
Look at this place.
You know I never do this, right?
Give me a break, dad.
Why I give you a break? What? You think I'm lie?
I'll call Mellward come get you.
Don't need anyone to come get me.
I'll find the house.
Might get stuff to you?
Yeah. Use some money.
My ATM card's in the kitchen junk truck.
The code is 7886.
Its my birthday.
You sorry about bringing the Brimble
into mummy's bed?
It's not a Brimble.
Did you ever think for a second how it
feel about that?
I mean you just like roll mummy around
so you can get someone else.
But that decision took you like a weak.
I eman how would you feel if I got some
guys replace you?
I's still your father, Howie.
Time's up.
Guess I'll see you when you get yourself
out of this mess.
Howie.
Where you're gonad be?
Be at the house.
I'll see you when I work out.
And... Dad.
Don't ever f***ing hate me again.
L.I.E are expressway.
You got the wings go east and you
got wings go west.
You also got the wings straight to hell.
A lot of people died on it.
Harry Chapan. Elliot Perkor,
the movie director.
Silver Blitzer, my mum.
But I'm not going to let it get me.
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