The Hollow Page #6

That's it teacher, you got him.

- Jesus! | - Teacher!

Teacher, the bridge!

- I'm real proud of you, teacher. | - Thank you.

There's your dad.

Lan!

- Are you okay, dad? | - Hell yes.

Took a lot worse when | I played ball...

back then you had to be | tough as nails.

And have a hard head | too, right?

Don't worry, son.

You award will be far greater | than the warm soft embrace...

of tender woman flesh.

You just remember our deal.

Oh yeah. You're a hero. | You are a hero, young Vander...

- Viere. | - Whatever.

That's the way | I'm gonna write it.

Coach, wait up.

Are you planning | on making babies?

I was thinking about taking her to | the homecoming dance first, but...

I mean in the future | Because if you are...

you have to | promise me something.

What's that?

They're gotta have your | last name...

or else you're gonna | have a higgledy-piggledy.

I ain't going through this | again. Deal?

- Yes, that's a deal? | - Promise?

Deal.

Let's take you home, hu Klaus?

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