Molly Maxwell Page #2

Like pirates.

Conspiracy pirates.

Yep.

Your mom's poor local organic heart will just break.

It's her own fault.

Remember that hardcore super vegan kid

Anthony at your eighth birthday party?

Oh, my God.

He chowed like 10 hotdogs

and then barfed all over the carpet.

Hey, is that the phone ringing?

I think MoMA's calling.

Thank Larry Wallace and all his naked people.

Woo naked people hell yeah

You mean you actually looked him up?

Who's Larry Wallace?

So, were you suggesting I take photos

of my naked friends as an elective?

Because I'm prelly sure that's illegal.

Wait, who?

what the f*** are you guys talking about?

I didn't even think about that.

Well, I gotta go pick up my

Teacher of the Year award, so...

Yeah.

What was that all about?

All right, come with me.

I'm going to Kensington with Caitlin and Gala.

It'll just take a minute.

Right. Well, Raymond promised me a dark room.

Great.

I think it hasn't been used for years.

Dark room?

Yes, a dark room.

You know, like for photography in ancient Times?

And what's wrong with digital?

No, if I'm gonna do this,

Then I'm gonna do it properly.

I'm not a slacker.

Wow.

Well, wasn't the idea just to get Raymond off my back?

I don't recall saying that

you wouldn't have to do any work,

just that you didn't have to be the next Diane Arbus.

Right. Diane Arbus.

Love her.

Look her up.

Well, atleast we have a spinning wheel.

No, make your eyes look more dead.

And don't do that with your lips.

Just look bored.

If you don't like how I'm doing if,

then take pictures of Gala.

Just don't pose so much.

I think you look hot.

Ben was felling me about this really awesome photographer

who takes pictures of all kinds of freaks.

I heard that Ben rides a motorcycle.

I don't think that's true.

- But he is in a bond.

- Look who's the Ben expert.

Yep, just like that, Gala.

Hey... do you ride a motorcycle?

No. Why? Should I?

I don't know, probably.

Maybe we shouldn't look of this batch.

You're like a boiling tea kettle.

What does that even mean?

I don't know, actually.

Okay.

All right.

The moment of truth.

Not too shabby.

Of course, they'd be better it they were in focus

and not overexposed, but it's not like those are

the basic principles of photography or anything.

Not bad.

Not one word, Mom.

Okay, okay, I just think it's great.

That was seven words.

Take my picture.

Can you turn your body into a pretzel?

I can try.

See? You're a natural.

I think it'll be very cool to have a photographer

in the family.

Mom!

Just saying.

You'll want to cut down

on the practice there, monkey.

Your body's starting to look weird.

Wanna come see Heidi Slater?

Yeah!

See ya.

Isn't she something?

What are you doing here?

My dad's over there.

She's gonna be the next Feist, apparently.

Oh, thank God for that.

We need a new one.

Do you think your dad could introduce us?

And you could do your English homework

of the bar while you wait.

I actually have some work to do in the dark room.

Dude, I scored some poi cookies.

It's not exactly how I want

to spend the afternoon either,

but I have to pass.

Save me a cookie!

Lame! You're lame!

Favourite food?

Sushi

Very sophisticated.

Yeah.

What's your real favourite food?

Sushi

What's your real favourite f...

Okay, nachos!

That's what I thought.

Keep doing that.

Favourite place.

The island, probably.

That's specific.

Toronto Island.

You don't know?

It's just across the lake, but it's like another planet.

Raymond must love that.

You know it.

There's a lot of great stuff there, like...

a lame amusement park.

I love lame amusement parks.

Yeah.

We should go there on a field Trip.

I'm tired of taking photos of my friends.

I'm tired of your friends.

And there's a lot of little cottages, and no cars,

and beaches,

and a ferry.

I love ferries.

Who doesn't?

We should just go there right now.

Yeah... probably not kosher.

It's for the good of my art.

You'd be saving me

from my fate at Starbucks.

It's not even really a big deal.

I didn't realize you were such a conformist.

So, what's your favourite band?

I'm not telling you that.

No, you'll just totally judge me.

As if. Come on, who is it?

Probably...

The Ghost Buttons.

That's a made-up name, isn't it?

So, what happened to your band?

How'd you know I was in a band?

Google.

Googled me, huh?

Boring story.

The industry's just terrible these days.

That sucks.

Yeah, I wish I could import that

to the fabulous students of Phoenix.

You can be as wonderful and talented

and unique as you like, but...

if doesn't mean your dream's gonna come true

just 'cause everybody says

you can do whatever you want.

Raymond would spontaneously combust.

Maybe you just weren't that good.

Probably.

Anyway, teaching is a noble profession.

I guess you could always play

guitar in the subway for change

if that doesn't work out.

Yeah, you could drop an elective

so you'll be right there with rne.

Not me. Haven't you heard?

I have the IQ of a genius.

They probably just added up the scores wrong.

You know, this place...

it's not half bad.

Oh, my God, no.

Do not bother. Waste of film.

Okay.

You probably shouldn't develop those.

She's going to Parkdale.

There wasn't a phone anywhere.

Well, maybe...

you should've called before you went

to the island alone in the dark.

Hey, Aiden.

Jesus, enough already. Go to bed!

Ii wasn't dark when I went,

and... if I had a cellphone, this...

wouldn't be an issue.

I expect more from you.

Why?

Well, maybe if is time

we got her a cellphone.

Daddy...

Molly...

don't make plans for a while.

Whoa, what?

Since when are you, like, an authoritarian?

What? When?

Shut the front door.

I'm really sorry. F***ing streetcar.

I actually waited tor three full ones

to go by, and fell me you haven't read Savage Love yet.

We were waiting for you, duh.

Where were you yesterday?

Gala broke up with Andy.

What? Why?

I thought you were obsessed with her.

She was just such a girl, it was annoying.

So, where were you?

I actually went to the island

to take some pictures.

But with who?

No one.

You went by yourself?

Okay, well, actually...

I can't believe

you ditched us to be a loner.

Well, I did get grounded.

Can you believe that?

Marilyn grounded you?

What about the Egg Castles show?

You know, maybe we wouldn't be in this mess

if you'd just come over.

Come on, sit.

"Relax and you'll squirt."

What?

How's Ben working out?

Photography?

Yeah.

Yeah, I really like it.

Oh, beautiful.

We need someone to document the crazy energy

happening around here these days.

That's me.

The media is filled with negative gender stereotypes.

For example, women are expected to be small and graceful,

while men are expected to be tall and broad...

You guys did if here in town?

Hey.

When are we gonna meet again?

I developed two rolls but I don't...

Yep, I'll get back to you on that, Molly.

If you'd just take your seat

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