Savannah Smiles Page #2

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Help! Help!

- I'm being murdered!

- Idiot!

- Help!

- Idiot!

Lord Almighty, Alvie! That was a close call,

all for 18 dollars and forty...

Shut up!

- Oh, there you are. Okay, let's go.

- You'll be real good, okay?

Bye, bye. I will.

Bye, bye. Have fun.

Bye!

That witch did a spell over the princess

and she was lost in the forest.

Was she afraid?

Yes, she cried herself to sleep, but soon she

was awaken by the tinkerbells,

and she opened her eyes and saw her guarding angel

who said:
"Don't be afraid, my child,

princess ... was disguised as..."

- What are beggar bumps?

- Beggars bumps, like, on scuffy type guys.

Oh, yeah. Go on.

Well, there'll find her and care for her,

and one day, in a magic moment, they'll change.

This is my favorite part.

Their love to her will her change back into a princess,

and they'll reclaim the kingdom.

But what happened to the princess?

- Then she'll become clean of all the round.

- Wow!

- Hide and seek.

- I'll seek. Everyone hide!

One, two, three, four...

19, 20, 21, 22...

Ready or not, here I come!

How much you reckon we got?

I don't know. I didn't ask her. Let's just get out of here.

I'll be damned, it started.

- Anybody something to drink?

- No, no, thank you.

- I'll be right back.

- Sure.

Hello? Yeah. Hi, Carol.

What? Hold it, I can't hear nothing you say.

- Try it again.

- I said I'm in the park. I can't find Savannah.

I've looked everywhere.

Joan?

- I'm really scared.

- Wait a minute, wait a minute. Was she with the children?

- Did you see her run off?

- Yeah, they were playing hide and seek.

- Did you try the playground?

- Yeah, I tried everywhere.

Carol, the street, anything.

But, come on, this is impossible,

she's gotta be there somewhere.

- What is it?

- Hold on.

They're at the park. They can't find Savannah anywhere.

Look, could you just stay right where you are?

I'll be right there.

Fine.

- She can't keep an eye on her for two minutes.

- Everything will be fine. Okay?

Come with me, please.

I think I want chocolate.

Have a nice day.

Wait, wait!

Here.

I don't like ice cream.

- Everyone likes ice cream, Alvie.

- Well, I don't.

- Then don't eat it.

- I ain't.

Hi, what's your story?

I'm sorry, officer.

I was starting to pull out and I lost control of my cone.

You lost control of your come?

Yes, sir, I saw it with my own eyes, sir.

You realize that attack an officer

with an object is against the law?

Yes, sir.

Hi, honey.

Let me see your driver's licence.

- What did you say, officer?

- I said, let me see your driver's licence.

- No, no. Before that.

- I said hi to your kid.

- Kid?

- Yeah.

That is your kid, isn't it?

Oh, you mean my sister's kid. Yeah, we just took her out

to have a big mac and an ice cream cone, officer.

Aha.

Motor 7. Motor 7. Come in, Motor 7.

Robbery with injuries at...

This is Motor 7. I'm on my way. Over.

Look, I've got an emergency call, so I don't have time to book

you two, but I'll remember you, so keep your noses clean. Okay?

Alvie...

we've got us a hot kid in tthe back seat there.

Yeah, we sure as hell do.

Hi.

Give her the ice cream.

You want some ice cream?

Thanks for not turning me in to the cops.

Why, honey? What did you do?

Maybe she's robbed a bank or something.

I don't want them to kick me back.

Back where, honey?

- What's your name, kid?

- Can't tell ya.

Sure you can. Uh...

We're your pals, aren't we?

We didn't turn you in to the cops now, did we?

- So you can tell us your name, can't ya?

- No.

- Maybe I'm ought to smack her a little bit.

- What you wanna her to do? Start screaming?

Um...

Honey, I gave you my ice cream, didn't I, huh?

- So you're gonna tell us who you are, aren't you?

- Nope.

- I think we've got a problem.

- Yeah.

One that could get us about 99 years in a federal den.

- Did you find her?

- We haven't found her yet, but that doesn't mean anything.

I appreciate your help.

- Carol, how did that happen?

- We were just playing hide and seek.

- You shouldn't have let her out of your sight.

- Honey, she's just as worried as we are.

- Here's the park, Alvie.

- We just drop her out here.

Lord, this place is crowded with cops, man.

- We can't stay here. Come on, Let's get out of here.

- All right, all right, I'm already going.

Uh, just sit down, honey, just sit real low. Okay?

We're just playing a game.

Okay.

See that park over there?

Go over to the nice police man, tell him your name,

and he'll help you find your mummy and daddy. Okay?

I don't want to.

- She don't wanna.

- Come on, get in the car!

Do what I say! You'll be just fine.

Look out!

- What you're doing, trying to kill us?

- Look them damn cops over there.

- What are we gonna do now?

- Go get that kid and get her out of sight. Quick!

- Come on, hurry up!

- Okay, all right.

Hi, honey. Let me help you.

- There's no dairy steer friend here.

- What's going on here?

- Is everyone all right? Do you want me to call for help?

- Oh, no, no, everything's just fine.

Well, what happened? Are you okay, honey?

She's just fine. She just fell out of the car.

She does that all the time.

- Do you want me to call a doctor?

- No, no, she's used to it.

Just give us a push, will ya? And hurry it up.

- We're in a little bit of hurry.

- Thank you.

Ready? One, two, three...

- Okay.

- Now we've to push it from the back.

We're kind of in a hurry here.

Wer'e trying to get to the airport.

- Yeah.

- One, two, three...

There you go.

Everything's fine, officer.

- No problem, officer.

- Thank you.

We gotta get this kid off the street, boy.

Gentlemen, please, come in.

What's the situation?

Patrol man Jamison here

has a theory and some new evidence in the case.

He believes he actually saw your child

some time around noon today.

- You can't be serious. Why didn't you do something?

- That was before the APB came over my radio, sir.

I was patroling the area, and

something flew out of this old car and I was

struck by an ice cream cone.

- An ice cream cone?

- Yes, sir.

There were two men in the front of this old car and

a little girl, same age and description

as your daughter was, in the back seat.

Why didn't you arrest them?

At least give them a citation. Weren't you suspicious?

What kind of a police department we have?

He was following correct police procedure at that time,

Mr. Driscoll. He had nothing on that men.

An officer is struck by an ice cream cone.

Two unidentified men and an unidentified little girl

in the back seat, and you let them get away.

You didn't even give them a ticket, so you don't have

a name, address, licence number of the car...

- The car, sir, that I got.

- What?

The licence number.

But there is something else.

I don't think either one of those guys

even knew that little girl was in their car.

Well, I happen to believe it was a kidnapping.

And I'll give what it costs me, who's toes I've to step on.

I've already spoken to the governer.

I'm bringing in the top expert in the country.

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