Skating to New York Page #4
- Seriously?
- Dude, I'm surprised you jumped this thing.
Am I going to stand here all day alone?
There's got to be some way across.
Jimmy, why don't...
Why don't you and I head down that way?
Boney, you take Artie down that way.
- And split up?
- We're already split-up.
Artie's right, man. The last thing
we want to do is get... get separated.
It's just ten minutes.
We don't find anything, we come back,
and we'll figure
something else out, I guess.
I know what I'm doing.
Rudy, wait!
Rudy!
Is he leaving?
No, no. He's just screwing with us.
Let's just find a way across.
Ten minutes, okay?
- Yeah, ten minutes.
- All right. Let's go.
See you in a bit.
Who pissed in Rudy's cheerios
this morning?
I don't understand why he doesn't
just talk to someone about it.
It's just Rudy.
Casey, there's no way we're getting
across here, man. Let's just go back.
Come on, just a little further.
No, no. Like, back.
I mean, back, man. Back home.
What are you doing?
Just... I can't see a thing!
I'm really scared, Casey!
Like, why are we even out here?
Why'd we even follow through
with this dumbass...
Calm down, man! It's not a big deal!
You're overreacting!
We're fine! We're really fine!
We can do this!
- I gotta come back. I can't do this anymore.
- Jesus Christ, Jimmy! Come on!
Come on!
Come on! What are you doing?
Look at me. I'm Casey, okay?
This is our lake.
We can do this. Look at me.
Look at me. Look at me.
Okay?
- Okay.
- Okay?
I just... Okay, Casey.
Just let me up, okay? I'm fine.
Okay.
Okay?
Yeah.
I'm okay.
Okay, we should... we should
head back towards the guys.
They're probably wondering about us.
Okay. Let's go.
Do you think they found anything?
Hey, Boney. Boney!
What?
Holy sh*t!
- This is a kid!
- Shut up.
No, seriously, look! Look at this thing.
This is a body.
Think about what you just said.
Why would there be a kid way out here?
I don't know.
What are we doing out here?
It's not a kid. It's a pair of jeans.
It probably blew off
someone's laundry line.
Okay. Come on. We're not getting
across here. Let's go.
Why do you think he's doing this?
Why'd he do it?
What are you talking about?
He jumped the gap.
Yeah, but he took off.
He's just having fun.
We'll get across and find him.
But what if we don't? What if he's gone?
You worry too much, buddy.
You said so yourself.
He's just messing with us. That's it.
My dad's going to be so pissed.
Come on.
Get up. Get up. Come on. Stand up.
Look at me. We'll find Rudy.
I promise. Okay?
Yeah.
Come on. Let's go find the guys.
Hey, guys.
We got nothing.
I didn't see him on our end.
- Rudy! Rudy!
- Whoa, whoa, whoa.
Art, forget it, man. He split.
He split?
Where would he have gone?
New York, dummy. Without us.
Is that what he was thinking
the entire time? He was just going to...
Ditch us and go off by himself?
Things have been getting worse at home,
but he wouldn't just bail.
Really? Well, look.
It was a stupid idea anyway.
- What's he doing?
- Casey, what are you...
He's out of his mind.
Holy sh*t! We're all going to die!
Oh, my God.
Dude, for a minute,
I thought we were done!
Did it occur to anybody that we got to get
back across this thing on the way home?
It's cold enough.
Let's hope it freezes over.
- Okay, come on. Let's go find Rudy.
- Yeah. Let's go.
- Yeah!
- I'm freezing my ass off.
That was extreme!
What the hell, man?
- Where were you going?
- Nowhere.
That's horseshit, Rudy. Come on.
- Just give me my hat back.
- No.
You were ready to leave me behind
to deal with Dad.
No. Yeah, I...
- Look, I don't know.
Yeah. Yeah, I was. I took off, okay?
For the first time in my life, I feel like
I'm finally doing something just for me.
I don't want to go back home.
When you got to New York,
what were you going to do?
I don't know. Didn't matter, because...
I mean, anything's better
than what I got right now.
What do I have to look forward to?
Driving a truck for my dad?
- This is my chance to get out!
- What about me?
What about you?
What, I get to stay behind
and be Dad's punching bag?
I've been there for you.
I can't be the punching bag forever.
Then just go.
Go.
Are you coming?
All right, wait. You know what?
Take out your phone.
Let's try and...
Try to see where we are, okay?
Let's use that island
as a landmark, all right?
Yeah.
- Oh, sh*t, guys.
- What?
- What is it?
- Restart your phone.
- No, like... frozen-frozen.
I didn't put it in the inside pocket
the last time I used it.
I think the battery's froze up.
Jimmy the genius didn't think
about this beforehand?
Okay. Everybody, check your phones.
You piece of sh*t. No, I got nothing.
Yeah, I got no bars.
Maybe we have no signal because
we're on the American side of the border.
Maybe.
Well, do the plugs want to stand here all day
freezing or do you want to keep on going?
Hey, Broadway, Times Square. I'm in.
Any of you geniuses actually
ever look at a map of New York?
That's going to be fun.
Boys, looks like we got to go over.
This is going to suck.
King of the world!
There it is, boys.
Gentlemen, as promised,
the empire state of New York!
Yeah, buddy!
Man...
We are now crossing the sovereign
territory of the United States.
Anything to declare, comrades?
Nope.
We did it. Think we'll be
on both Canadian and U.S. T.V.?
We'll be on freaking Al Jazeera.
Guys, before you start practicing
your acceptance speeches,
- we still got a long way to go.
- Where are you going?
I've got to take a piss. Want to help me?
You want to hold it up for me?
- This ain't no time for modesty, bro.
- He's afraid we're going to see.
What? His vagina?
No. His small dick!
- Help me!
- Rudy!
- Help!
- Rudy!
Sh*t! Rudy!
- No, no, wait!
- Get me out!
Get him out of there! Help him! Come on!
- It's freezing!
- We could fall in too, okay?
- We need a rope, Jimmy!
- Art!
- Where are we going to get a rope?
- I don't know!
Somebody do something!
He's going to die!
- Keep your head up!
- Just stay calm, okay?
- Rudy!
- Grab my jacket!
I can't reach it! Guys, help!
Come on! Throw it again!
I'm trying!
- I can't reach it!
- Grab my jacket!
- He's dying! Quick!
- Grab onto me, guys! Come on!
- Pull me up!
- Okay! Three, two, one!
One more time!
- Get him out! Come on!
- Grab it! Hold on tight! On my count!
Three, two, one!
Okay, pull!
- Get me out! Pull me out!
- Two, one, together!
You've got to hold!
Pull me up! Pull!
- Get him out.
- Come on, Rudy.
Get him up. Get him up. Stand him up.
- You okay, man?
- He's freezing.
Get him up.
Hey, guys, we've got to get
these clothes off.
- It's gonna be okay.
- Casey, you got anything in your bag?
Yeah, there's a shirt in there, I think.
Everybody pitch in a layer.
Get his jacket off.
Get the other sleeve. It's okay, buddy.
We're going to get you warm. Okay?
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