Spud Page #4

Another time, Milton.

I just wanted to say that Dickens ...

... Is a boring old fart,

which is unable to write.

His books can not even

used as toilet paper.

Listen right here! It is one of the finest

works from the Victorian era.

There was obviously

not much of the time.

Be careful, or I'll force you to

read Enid Blyton high public!

I have been a terrible

stiff sticks, have not I?

Women! You can not live with them, and

you can not send them to Zimbabwe.

Lunch.

- Why drink you?

- It keeps the wolves away.

I just get upset,

when I drink.

The more you drink, the more sad

you become. So you drink even more.

- It is a paradox.

- You're right in.

- Shoe polish. Eat, and you get a tier.

- Come on, Fatty!

- Never.

- Do not be a chicken.

Spud, imitate an animal.

- I do not want to.

- "I do not want to."

Stop it!

Milton! Come with me.

Gekko has passed away.

He died half an hour ago.

Doctors fought,

but he was too ill.

Andrews?

Ascott?

Bains?

Barker?

Barker?

Gekko?

Death, be not proud.

You'll get over it eventually.

And it makes you stronger.

With time.

In the meantime ...

Keep reading.

A book never die from one.

PREMIERE:

For all the new

and the opportunities it brings.

Milton, are you there?

May I?

I will have to go.

That's my boy!

Where is the wig?

Bravo!

That's my boy! An Oscar winner!

- Who were you?

- Oliver.

- Johnny, you were fantastic!

- You look beautiful.

- What is it?

- Nothing.

We gotta go. I promised Marge,

that Debbie would be home before nine.

- When I see you again?

- Soon.

It was beautiful!

Who was it?

No. Just an ex-boyfriend.

She still likes you.

You were pretty good.

Really?

We slip.

Kiss me, sir Spud.

But what about what you said?

It does not matter.

Wait!

I can not.

I'm sorry ...

What is it, Johnny?

Should I not show you

around the school?

We gotta go.

I think we can

be late tonight.

Come here!

He's back!

Well done!

The slut was hot!

She was hot!

You know what I think?

A swim!

CLOSURE:

I'd been kept me away from the hill,

since Gekko dead.

last chance to

take a look at the valley.

An opportunity to see and remember.

I had forgotten how beautiful it is here.

Everything is so vibrant and colorful.

I can see the manager's house.

I remember that he said that

God's greatest gift is freedom of choice.

But in some cases

God gives us no choice.

He shares the cards out,

and we play the hand.

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