The Orange Man Page #6

Mm, this is good.

- It's a Cabernet 2001.

- Who is that?

- Oh, that's my son Hootsie.

- I didn't know you

had any children.

- Well technically,

no, he's not mine.

You see, I donate $1 a day to

make a difference in his life.

- That's so sweet.

- And I'm hoping one day he

and I can play ball together,

as father and son,

but until then,

I need to make sure that he

gets fresh vegetables and water.

- You're an amazing

human being, Gerald.

If only more men were like you.

- I'm just doing what

any good father would do.

- Bless your heart, Gerald.

- That...

That's the food.

- Uh-huh.

You're an amazing

chef, you know that?

- Oh thanks.

I started the chicken

two hours ago in a brine

and I put over 70 herbs

and spices from my garden.

Of course Deborah, she never

appreciated my cooking.

- She never

appreciated you either.

- Can I get you some more wine?

- You may.

- Do you mind

if I go to the cellar

to get another bottle of wine?

- While you're at it,

why don't you grab two?

Do you have a little girl's

room that I could use?

I need to tinkle.

Freshen up.

- It's up the steps,

two doors on the left,

in my bedroom.

Susan, did you find it?

- Yeah.

I'll be down in a moment.

- Susan!

I thought you were...

- Dead.

- No!

Susan?

Susan?

Susan?

Susan?

No!

Ah!

- Refreshing, isn't it?

Fresh squeezed, no

artificial flavors neither.

- Stop!

Ah!

Stop!

- Gerald, it's okay.

You were having a

bad dream is all.

- I'm sorry.

I must have spaced off.

- Whatever happened, you

were one bad boy last night.

Boop.

I'm gonna jump in the shower.

- All right.

- Are you sure you

want to do this?

- Yeah.

They would have wanted it.

Guys, I miss you so much.

Hey, be careful with that thing.

You could put a hole

through a rhino with that.

- Are you sure it was

necessary to bring this?

You know how I feel about guns.

- Well, I had to.

I couldn't let

anything happen to you.

- Nothing will.

Whoever killed your

friends is gone.

They searched the entire park.

He'd be stupid to come back.

- Well if he does, his

ass is six foot under.

I need a few moments.

- Okay.

I'm here for you.

- Well this is it.

It's the end of the road, boys.

Why?

Oh Wilbur.

Reggie.

Jimmy.

Wilbur, you were

always such a putz.

Why?

Why, why?

- Are you ready?

- Yeah.

- Do you want me to go with?

- I need to do this alone.

Here's the keys to the van.

I want you to wait

for me and stay inside

and don't unlock the doors.

And if anything

happens, just honk.

- I'll be fine.

I'm a big girl.

Forgot your friends.

I don't want to sit in here.

I'm free I'm free I'm free

La la la la

- No no no no no.

Back in the car.

- I love you too honey.

Mwah mwah mwah.

- Oh sh*t!

- He shot me.

- You'll be okay.

It'll be okay.

- Oh Gerald.

- It'll be okay.

You'll be okay.

Come on.

Come on.

I got you.

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