Worried About the Boy Page #5

You're crushing my ribs.

Good!

No, I'm gonna vomit.

No, seriously.

What's that?

Twenty-six all.

I f***ed you more than you f***ed me.

Come here!

You're a head-case!

Walk away, you!

I'm going to prison, aren't I?

You're not going to prison.

I won't survive in a place like that.

No one's going to prison.

Didn't you watch the news?

I mean, Norman Talbot wants to

lock me up and throw away the key.

You shouldn't have f***in' voted

for him then, should you?

What's his beef anyway?

You're a rock'n'roll stereotoad.

We've been exporting them for years.

What have I done that is so evil?

You got a little older.

A little less cute.

It's like Bowie.

Bowie?

You think he didn't go through this sh*t?

He killed Ziggy and he didn't know

where to go next.

Then he puts out Station to Station

and everyone thinks it's the end.

But what happens after that? He

finds his way to Berlin and records Low.

I love Low.

And that's where you are right now.

Somewhere between Station to

Station and Low. It's a transition.

It hurts.

It's gonna hurt for a little while longer.

What am I gonna do, John?

Get yourself well.

Then give them something else

to talk about.

I'll buy you some new fish.

Damn right you will.

I think I 've got diarea.

If you sh*t yourself, just carry on.

Is he gonna do this or what?

Of course, he's doing it.

Culture Club!

Last call!

Whatever it takes, get him out of that car.

Stand by studio!

And number one, it's Culture Club and

Do you really want to hurt me!

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