Mask Page #5

He releases!|- Swing! - Go!

We got the bases loaded, 2 outs.

Alex at bat.|He's winding up...

Who's that?

My name's Rocky.|- Hi, Rocky, I'm Diana Adams.

Dennis, Rocky Dennis.

Are you a camper?|- Yeah. I'm also a counselor's aide.

That's neat.

You look like Alice.|You know, in Wonderland.

No, what does she look like?

You.

That's a big help!

Wanna hand me that bridle?

Great, thank...|No, this is a halter.

The bridle is leather|and has a bit. - A bit of what?

No. A bit is a metal piece|that fits into the horse's mouth.

Oh yeah. Right here.

Thank you.

Don't know much|about horses, do you?

Well, I ride motorcycles.

I love horses. I got one at home.

Where's your home?|- San Marino.

Where do you live?|- Azusa.

Are you starving?

I'm starving.|Could you take me to lunch?

Sure. Great.

OK, Maria, he's ready.|- Fine, thanks.

No. Here, I'll take your elbow.

Diana of the woods.

What's that?

A famous goddess.|A huntress, I think.

I couldn't hit a barn|with an elephant.

That's funny.|- Thanks.

Rusty? What?

Oh, sh*t!

What's the matter?|- Rusty.

Gar, I can't write|a letter to Rocky. I miss him.

You need to sleep, Rusty.|- No, no!

Help me write the letter, please!

"Dear Rocky, I miss you. And...

you're away at camp.|You're not in your room and...

I miss you.

And I'm sorry I was bad. And...

Screech is here and Gar is here

and I love you.|Love, Mom. " With little kisses.

Have you got that, Gar?

Yeah, I got it all.|- OK.

You OK back there, Rocky?|- Fine!

Dn your right.|You got some chaparral.

It's covering a rolling, green hill.

It ain't just your forest green,|it's misty, grayish green.

I've been blind since I was born|and I don't know green.

You don't? - People have tried to|explain colors. I don't understand.

Anyway, go on.

Well, up above|we got some white clouds.

White! I'm sorry. - It's OK.|- Some billowy clouds.

I don't know "billowy" either.

This is strange.

We're pulling over.|Well, let's stop.

I got you.|- Thanks.

I can't wait to tell Eric and Ben|about this. - Who are they?

Eric's my friend from school.|Ben's my friend for life. Let's sit.

I have a friend like that, Anne Marie.

Me and Ben plan to ride motorcycles|across Europe. - Yeah? That's neat!

My parents are so protective.

My mom is very modern.

Yeah? Did she name you Rocky?|- Yeah. My real name is Roy.

When I was a kid I used to|rock back and forth in my crib.

So she called me "Rocky. "|- I like that. - Hey, you two.

Just one apple left. You guys|wanna share it? - Thanks, Marie.

I'll cut it in half.|I wanna show you something.

What do you look like?

Describe yourself.

Too bad you've never seen|pictures of the Greek god Adonis,

'cause I kind of look like him.

Wow, he was gorgeous!

He was. We are.

Here.|- Thanks.

See the star? Five-pointed star,|it's supposed to be lucky.

Diana,

I don't look like Adonis.

I've got this real strange disease.

And it makes my face|look real unreal.

Don't be a chicken.

You look pretty good to me.

My mom says I look like a lion.

She says I was a lion in a past life

and something got left over.

That's funny.

Hey, you two!

Show us your pearly whites!

Great!

Sorry. Is now a good time?|- Sure, Rock.

Thanks!

I need to show you something.|- What are you doing? - Wait!

Just hold on a second.|- No! - Right here. Sit down.

Hold out your hands...

Ready? Wait.|- What is this?

Hold on a second! Damn!

Wait a second. I got it right here.

OK, ready?|- No, what? - This is blue.

It's freezing!

It's blue?

This is green.

I think I understand.|- Hold on!

Sh*t! Sorry, Diana.|- It's OK, I say that all the time.

You do?

Put those down.

This is red.

Ah! It's red?|- When it cools down, it'll be pink.

Rocky, I understand!|- Hold on a second.

This is billowy.

And this

is beautiful.

NEW YEARS EVE IN JULY

Man, do I have|a great one to use now. - You do?

A great thought. My mom taught me,|when things get rotten

I should think of a good memory.

Tonight sure is a beauty.|- Does it work?

Oh, yes!

Can two people use the same memory?

OK, campers,|ten seconds to New Year's!

Nine, eight,

seven, six,

five, four,

three, two,

Dne! Happy New Year!

Happy New Year, Diana.

Happy New Year, Rocky.

Aren't you going to kiss me?

Bye, you guys!

How are you?

God, I missed you. Mom!|- I missed you so much!

Hi.|- Mom, Dad, this is Rocky Dennis,

the boy I told you about|on the phone.

Rocky was voted best buddy|and friendliest camper.

Wonderful!

We better hit the road, honey.|Wanna beat the traffic...

Nice meeting you, Rocky.|Come on, honey.

I'm just going to say goodbye.

Bye, Rocky.

Bye.

Call me, OK?

I will.

I wanna kiss you|but my parents are watching.

I understand.

Bye.

Goddamn sonofabitch.

You look great!

How are you? - Where's your stuff?|- Over there.

My buddy!|- Hey, Babe!

Doesn't he look great?|- Great.

Mom, I have some great news.

Me too.

You first.

I quit. I'm clean as a whistle.

Alright, Mom. - Yeah,|I even called the drug rehab, twice.

What did they say?|- Well, I hung up.

Well, it's a start.

What about your news?

It's no big deal.|I met a girl. We're going out.

Come on, tell us!|- Her name is Diana.

She's beautiful.|She's got long blonde hair.

She rides horses, she's smart

and she loves me.

What's not to love about you?

You look real pretty today, Mom.

I've called Diana every day|since I've been back

and her mom always says|she's not there. Isn't that weird?

I don't know...|- Hey, Ben!

What's happening?

I gotta talk to you.|- OK. You want some cake?

No. - Sure? Mom made it.|It's actually pretty good. - Thanks.

Want something to drink?

How about a noose|to hang yourself? What's the matter?

I've been wanting to tell this.

What?

I'm going back to Michigan.|My dad got me a job. Great money.

When are you coming back?

I'm not coming back.

What do you mean?

I'll go nuts if I stay here,

with my mom, the school.

So I quit.

I can work back there.|I'll be making 7.50 an hour.

What about the trip?

I'm sorry, Rocky.|You can keep the money.

I don't want the money, I want to|go to Europe! What about our trip?

How can you do this? We talked about|it for a year. - You talked about it!

Bullshit, man! You talked about it too|and you know it!

I know. I'm sorry.|I didn't mean that.

You never know what you mean!|You know why? Because you're stupid!

You are so stupid, Ben!

I'll show you how stupid you are.|I conned you out of Rube Walker!

Rocky, take it easy.|- No more, Ben! - Stop it!

Get out of here, Ben!

Hello, Mrs. Adams? Is Diana there?

Rocky Dennis.

Do you know where she is?

Did you tell her I've called?

Thanks. Goodbye.

Baby, don't cry.

There's that guy I heard about.

If that's a mask he's wearing|I sure wish he'd take it off.

I'll take my mask off if you|take your mask off, you sonofabitch!

Mom?|- We're out here.

I got to go somewhere.|- Where you goin', Rock?

I just got something to do.|I'll be back, don't worry.

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