The Ghastly Love of Johnny X Page #4

to be a Ghastly One.

Come on, come on,

come on, come on.

And maybe you have what it

takes to be a soda... jerk!

All right, how do you

wanna do this?

Me, bare knuckles.

You, tire irons, chains,

blades, whatever you want.

Hey Johnny, don't take

any chances.

Give him the pill.

Yeah Johnny,

the big pill!

The big pill!

Wait!

Not that.

Have a Coke.

Thanks.

Ah, the pause

that refreshes.

Hey, hey, hey,

hey, man.

Forget about this

testosterone-driven bullshit.

We have more important

business at hand.

Johnny, if you're half

the man I think you are,

you'll honor our deal.

Resurrect the Man with the Grin

for the rebel-rousin' show

of a lifetime!

And Chip...

Chip, if you're the

freckle-faced sweet kid

I know you are, you'll put

this one out to pasture.

So how about it?

What do you say,

fellas?

She's all yours,

Daddy-o.

Just stay

out of my way.

If you're smart, you'll

stay out of hers, too.

I hope you're happy,

now that you have what you want.

Likewise.

So, what's to do,

Johnny- What's to do?

We'll mobilize later at

the opera house.

Make yourselves

scarce for a little while.

I need some time alone.

Meditate.

Aces. Come on, kids, let's fade.

Hey, Johnny.

What do you say we give this

place the needle, huh?

You and me.

And go where?

Another empty desert town,

with empty desert dreams?

It wouldn't be empty.

Not with me there.

We never do it anymore,

Johnny.

Why the brush?

Come on...

You know why.

Yeah.

Because of her.

You're saving yourself

for her, it's cute.

Look, I'm trying to

save us all from this rock.

After my...

unselfish act tomorrow,

we're home free.

It's a cinch. What makes you

think she wants you anymore

now that she's hot for

that milkshake?

She doesn't wanna go

home any more than you do.

You know

I love you, baby.

I just need some time alone,

all right?

You stay cool, Johnny.

Strange running

into you here.

I've been chasing you

across galaxies.

Always one step behind.

Always just shy of

being able to...

...measure up to your rep.

Your shadow.

Your size eight,

triple-Es.

Now that I've found you,

I don't know whether to hug you

or punch your lights

out, man.

I keep expecting to

look up and see you gone, man.

You and that plastic grin,

of yours.

That liar's grin.

Look at you now,

old man.

My own father.

You can't go anywhere now,

can you?

You can't

leave me this time.

I always knew I'd find

you someday.

I guess I just never

thought it'd be like this.

I wanted to share some kind

words with you, Dad.

That's all I ever wanted.

That and maybe-

Maybe a little

forgiveness.

We will have those words.

'Cause this ain't

over.

Not yet.

What's up with

Johnny?

Why are we hangin'

around?

This place is cute

But it's time to scoot

Because the resurrection

suit was found

What's up with

Johnny?

What's he

waiting for?

We've seen planet Earth for

what it's worth

But there's other

planets to explore

Johnny!

What's up with Johnny?

We are ready to blow

It's so damn hot that

we just sweat a lot

And now we

really, really got to go

Johnny!

What's up with

Johnny?

Boy, we're gonna be rich

Oh I ain't sure about

the whole damn thing

We gotta make him stay

out of the milky way

And far away from that

no good b*tch

Picture a planet

a lot like this one

Not quite as crowded

and not as warm

Yes?

People so boring you'd

never miss one

And we were the gang

that would not conform

I'll believe you,

tell me more.

Johnny was never

a law abider

So he stole

the resurrection suit

Always a misunderstood

outsider

He had a plan

and it was a beaut'!

Beautiful, beautiful piles

of money

I knew I'd find

you someday

Before I got too old

But never guessed

that one day

Would be when

you're stone cold

What's up with Johnny?

So much is yet unspoken

What's he waiting for?

I've got to empty my heart

So he came down here

his intent was clear

You're tearing me apart!

Believe me!

I do

Daddy

Rich

Gotta scoot

Gotta go

Oh oh

B*tch!

Believe me

I do

Daddy

Rich

Believe me

Gotta go

Oh oh

B*tch

Gotta scoot

I do

Gotta go

Daddy

Rich

B*tch

Gotta scoot

I do

Oh oh

Rich

B*tch

Johnny!

Legendary rock star,

Mickey O'Flynn may not be

missing after all,

according to King Clayton,

the self-proclaimed impresario

in whose out-of-the-way

nightclub

O'Flynn is

scheduled to appear tonight.

In what has been expounded by

critics as nothing more

than a cheap publicity stunt.

Clayton held an early

morning press conference,

insisting the Man with the Grin

will go on as promised.

Like I said, the Man with the

Grin will go on as promised.

Well, good luck,

Mickey, wherever you are.

What's up with Johnny?

This ain't

like him at all

He's always cool and never

plays the fool

And never has

his back against the wall

What's up with Johnny?

We shoulda split

long ago

We'll make the cash

and then we'll split

We'll see if Johnny's

show's a hit

We're so

pissed off that we could spit

Just sit and wait and

wait and sit

I'll keep

my word and do the show

Hooray he's back

Come on

Let's go

Popcorn, popcorn!

peanuts!

I got the best popcorn,

peanuts in town.

Catch!

Get away from her,

this is my sister!

Don't talk

to her like that?

She doesn't take water

from just anybody.

How's our

star holding up?

Aces, Johnny.

When you shoot the juice

into the corpse,

he's gonna jump like

a jack rabbit in heat.

It better.

I don't wanna be

handing out refunds.

What's that smell?

Oh, that's jasmine.

Sluggo thought it would

be nice, on Mickey.

Who told him to think?

Hey, meathead.

Jasmine?

This ain't a sance,

okay?

Why don't you

make yourself useful?

Take those lines, run 'em over

the transformer, tie 'em in,

'cause your onboard

battery ain't gonna cut it.

I need more sizzle to make

this stiff hop.

Sluggo ain't your

personal errand boy.

Boss.

Tell you what, we'll talk about

your emancipation status

later, okay?

Right now, I really need you

to tie me into that board!

All right, stop.

Look.

We gotta get

the soul into my...

Into Mickey O'Flynn's body,

all right?

And it's gonna take guts-

And it's gonna take-

Gonna take focus and

character and power, all right?

We need to make that audience

feel all the love

that Mickey O'Flynn

ever felt, all right?

All the love from all the people

that made him what he was.

So dig deep,

deep into your souls.

Dig...

And give me all

you got.

'Cause I'm gonna need it.

You!

It's always about you,

prettyboy!

Digging into our souls

so you can have all the glory!

I'm the one strapped

into the suit.

I'm risking

my life for you, Sluggo.

For all of you!

For what?

For freedom, dipshit-

All right?

If this doesn't work,

we're stuck here forever.

You want that?

Maybe you should be the one to

try to pull this off, huh?

That's what I thought.

So this is it?

The good deed,

the unselfish act?

Our ticket home?

Honestly, Marty, I don't know

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