Pants on Fire Page #5
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- Year:
- 2014
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JENNIFER INVITED ME
TO TAG ALONG:
ISN'T SHE NICE?
OH-- [GASPS]
UH--
-HI!
-OH, UH, OKAY--
GREAT-- GREAT TALKING
TO YOU, MIKEY.
YOU HAVE:
A FANTASTIC DAY!
I ALWAYS DO!
ARE YOU HAVING SOME SOR OF BREAKDOWN RIGHT NOW?
CHECK IT OUT.
AFTER I FIND OU WHERE HE LIVES.
OH, PERFECT, WELL,
THAT MAKES IT ALL BETTER THEN.
IF WE'RE GOING TO SEND HIM BACK
WE HAVE TO FIND OU WHERE THAT IS.
MIKEY, MIKEY, MIKEY...
JACKPOT. HA!
YOU LIVE, MIKEY.
ACTUALLY,
I THINK THAT'S UPTOWN.
OH! OH, YEAH, NO,
HE'S GOING DOWNTOWN.
EVEN THOUGH THAT'S THE COMPLETE
ALRIGHT, WELL,
THIS IS IT.
THIS CAN'T BE RIGHT.
THE WHOLE TIME.
HERE AS A REWARD
COME ON.
[LAUGHTER, CHATTER,
GAMES PINGING]
OKAY, OKAY, SO NOW
GONNA DO THAT?
I DON'T KNOW.
OH, JACK. WHAT'S UP?
OH, HEY! GUY.
NO.
HEY, EXCUSE ME?
UH, HI!
SO, UH...
DUDE, YOU'RE HILARIOUS.
WHERE'S MIKEY?
'COURSE I KNOW MIKEY.
ALL THE TIME.
MIKEY ISN'T REAL?
RIGHT NOW,
UH, OKAY, SO, UM,
SMOOTH...
HE HANGS HERE.
WITH YOU.
THAT WAS WEIRD:
AND UNINFORMATIVE.
[]
THE HIPPO.
WHAT ABOUT IT?
MIKEY HAD HIM ON HIS BACKPACK.
MAYBE THE HIPPO KNOWS SOMETHING.
AW, YEAH.
I MEAN, WHY NOT?
WOULDN'T BE THE STRANGEST THING
THAT'S HAPPENED
MM-MM. HEY! HEY, HIPPO!
[]
HE'S RUNNING. WE GOT A RUNNER!
WE GOT A RUNNER!
[]
LOOK AT HIM.
HE'S LIKE A FURRY, PURPLE
LET'S GO! OH...
-HE'S GETTING AWAY!
-I SEE THAT.
[GRUNTING]
NOPE! NO. THIS IS. UGH...
-WAIT A SECOND.
-YEAH?
THE HIPPO AGAIN?
BECAUSE HE RAN!
MAYBE HE RAN:
BECAUSE WE'RE CHASING HIM.
DON'T START THINKING
ON ME NOW, MAN. LET'S GO!
-ALRIGHT. OKAY.
-YOU GOOD?
YEAH. I'M OKAY.
HEY!
NOT A TRACK MEET.
YOU GOTTA BUMP.
[]
-GO GET 'IM.
-I'M TRYING!
OH, OKAY.
SO WAS MINE.
-SERIOUSLY?
-SERIOUSLY!
HE'S GETTING AWAY. AGAIN!
-I DON'T KNOW.
[]
SHORTCUT. POOL TIME.
OOF.
-THAT WAS--
-AWESOME.
-YES!
-AHH!
NICE!
WELL, WELL, WELL!
SERIOUSLY?
DOES THIS TOWN:
SINCE WHEN DID YOU STAR WORKING AT FUNLAND?
SINCE I GOT FIRED
SOME SUDSY CLOWN
WHY WOULD--
I DON'T KNOW.
MAN.
BUT, PLEASE, WE HAVE
...HIPPO.
HIPPO? OKAY.
YOU'RE COMING WITH ME, FELLAS.
PLEASE, THE HIPPO
OH, YOU'RE HOME LATE.
YOU WOULDN'T BELIEVE I IF I TOLD YOU.
HEY, BUDDY!
WE'RE JUST PUZZLING.
[GASPS] FINISHED!
[TRIO GASPING]
LOVELY! LOOK, JACK.
MIKEY FINALLY:
FINISHED OUR PUZZLE.
WHY HAVEN'T YOU BROUGH MIKEY AROUND HERE BEFORE?
HE IS A DOLL!
NO.
YOU ARE.
OH, HO, HO, HO!
[MIRTHFUL CHUCKLING]
I DON'T KNOW
THIS ISN'T A GAME.
IT'S A PUZZLE.
[HUFFS]
HEY, SPORT,
PULL UP A CHAIR,
AMIGO.
WE SURE COULD USE YOUR HELP...
HOW DOES 5,000 PIECES
SOUNDS LIKE:
I'M SLEEPIN' OVER.
[BOISTEROUS CHUCKLING]
[CASUAL CHATTER]
UH, JACK?
CAN I HAVE:
SURE. WHY NOT?
LOOK, JACK, I PROBABLY SHOULDN' SAY THIS,
BUT I'M REALLY
ROOTING FOR YOU:
THANKS,
PRINCIPAL KAR.
THAT IMPRESSIVE ON PAPER.
OR IN PERSON.
THE VALUES:
AS THIS SCHOOL'S ADMINISTRATOR,
THE AWARD, WELL...
IT WOULD BE:
SUCH AN INSPIRATION
THANKS, PRINCIPAL KAR.
THAT SAID,
I'VE RECENTLY
HEARD SOME DISTURBING RUMORS
ABOUT YOUR BEHAVIOR
OUTSIDE OF SCHOOL.
I'M AFRAID I'LL HAVE NO CHOICE
BUT TO DISQUALIFY YOU.
YEAH, YEAH.
NO, NO PROBLEM.
I MEAN, I'M SURE
THEY'RE JUST A--
JUST A HARMLESS:
MISUNDERSTANDING.
[WHISTLE BLOWS]
TO EVERYTHING.
JUST FIND HIM,
WE'D FINALLY
HAVE SOME ANSWERS.
THAT'S WHERE
THE HIPPOS LIVE.
[BOFF]
BAD NEWS, BUDDY.
YOU'RE OUT.
MIKEY'S THE BEST.
RIGHT!
LATER, MIKEY.
RED'S YOUR COLOR,
BUDDY!
[BOFF]
-[MIKEY]:
SORRY, YOU'RE OUT.-GOOD SHOT, MIKEY!
IS EVERYTHING OKAY?
AND THERE'S NOTHING YOU CAN DO
TO STOP ME.
STOP YOU, FRIEND?
[]
NO!
NO, NO, NO.
HE DOESN'T EVEN GO
TO THIS SCHOOL!
[]
PSST, JENNIFER--
-[GASPING]
-OH! SORRY.
I JUST WANTED:
TO SAY SORRY...
YOU KNOW, GYM CLASS...
WITH THAT BALL--
THAT WASN'T COOL.
OH...
SEE, I THOUGH YOU MIGHT BE APOLOGIZING
YEAH... RIGHT.
THAT.
UH, I'M ALSO
YOU KNOW,
YOU WERE CUTE,
AND THEN:
YOU WENT CRAZY.
[JACK SIGHS]
IT'S JUST-- IT'S MIKEY.
WELL, I THOUGH YOU GUYS WERE FRIENDS.
RIGHT?
YEAH. YEAH, THAT'S ALL TRUE.
ACTING SO WEIRD?
CAN WE CHALK I UP TO HORMONES?
[LAUGHS]
NO, NO, I'M ACTUALLY
TALKING TO YOU.
SEE, LIKE, USUALLY,
ALL I CAN DO:
IS, LIKE, BABBLE
HUH.
YOU'RE RIGHT.
IT'S KINDA NICE.
SEEMS LIKE:
WE'RE HAVING A MOMENT...
SO I'M GONNA LEAVE.
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