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Wait a second.

Ah, the complete angler.

Well, big day tomorrow.

Hey, Cliffy. How you doing?
Getting ready for school tomorrow?

- Yeah.
- Listen, good luck.

I told him, "Hector,

TV is a narcotic.”

"It drains away your manhood...

if you watch it all the time."

- Itis adrug.
- Exactly, a drug.

There he is, a young fellow, only 67 years old.

Already his eyes are turning into headlights.

It got to where

I practically had to drag him to bed.

Well, that's what bust us up.

Oh, hey.

These are the Dumpys from Cincinnati.

Dunphys.

He makes those cute little get-well cards.
She writes the verses.

You got any X-rated cards?

Not as yet, Mrs Peache.

Oh! Say, that looks delicious.

Why don't you squeeze
a little shot of lemon in there?

Give a little zing to it.

Yeah. Live a little, huh?

Now, where...? Oh, yeah.

- Everything is under control, Stan.
- Hi, Dad.

She no longer has access to the room keys.

I can't do that. She is my mother.

I've explained that. It was
nothing more than a misunderstanding.

Mm-hm. Great.

Well, Griffith is not the manager of this hotel.
I am. Just trust me, OK?

The wiring in 405's all set.
I'll finish 406 tomorrow.

- Tomorrow? When?
- I dunno. After lunch.

- That's too late.
- What do you want, miracles?

I got to... Hold on.
Marty, will you please wait?

- She's not in the pump room.
- God.

- I can't be everywhere. I'm on my break.
- She's in the bar.

- Alone?
- I'm outta here. I got a union meeting.

I'll call you back, OK? Yeah.

Bye.

Where is he?

Come on.

Well, as usual this hotel
is operating like a well-oiled machine.

- Do you have time for dinner?
- I'll make time.

- Yes, Griffith?
- Mr Peache, things are going quite badly.

The fourth floor is a disaster area.

Mrs Dunphy there at the bar - her husband
was propositioned by an elderly lady,

and we know who that was.

Senator Byrum
has had his suite double booked.

OK. I will take care of Mrs Dunphy
and the senator,

and you take care of the fourth floor.

And you, young man, still have to eat.

I'll try and join you, OK?

Hello. Hello, Miss.

Have you seen...?
You wouldn't be Mrs Dunphy?

You were described so differently to me.
You look wonderful. This must be your father.

Bat! Bat!

Bat! Bat!

Oh! I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

- Did I scare you, baby?
- You didn't scare me. I saw you.

You did not, you little liar.

- Nobody suspects a bat attack.
- I saw it coming a mile off.

Oh, yeah.

No! No! Don't you strike a woman.

Men think women want that. They are wrong.

Leave her before you strike her.

Cliff, you put that pillow down.
Put it right down.

That's it. Yeah!

Ouch! Oh! Stop it. Stop it.

All right, I quit, I quit. I give up.

Oh, you dirty, rotten kid. You never take my
advice. Look. Look what I got for you today.

Here it is.
A brand new notebook, and a pack of paper,

and pens,

pencils and an eraser.

I always loved opening day of school myself.

I just loved going in the stationery stores.
They smell so terrific.

- Lumberyards too.
- And bookstores.

Yeah, yeah.
Nothing smells better than a good new book.

- Mother!
- Shh.

Mother?

Mother...

Mother.

How did you know I was back there?

A little heavy on the Jungle Gardenia.

Oh, that smell
lured a thousand men into my clutches.

Your clutches

is precisely the subject of tonight's sermon,
and it's one we've talked about many times.

I like the "thou shalt nots" best.

Mother, I do not own this hotel.
I simply manage it.

Don't underrate yourself, Larry.
Where would this place be without you?

With a brand-new manager.
Griffith's been watching me like a vulture.

Ew, that greasy wimp.

The point is, he tells me that you tried
to pick up some guy from Cincinnati,

a married man, Mom.

We were talking. We had a few drinks.
It was perfectly innocent.

- His wife was there all the time.
- OK.

Well, where do you suggest we go
when they kick us out of this hotel?

Well, the old actors' home.
I'd be a resident. You'd be a manager.

- Cliffy'd be a bus boy.
- I'll just retire.

No, you are going to school,
and try to act like a student.

I am going downstairs
and try to act like a hotel manager.

- And, Mom...
- Yes, Larry?

Try, for God's sake,

to act your age.

I hope he acts his age. Will you act your age?

- I'l try.
- Yeah. I'm not gonna try. You try.

Give ‘em hell, champ.

I'll pick you up at three.

Good morning.

Would you please find a seat?

Hey. I'm sitting there.

Sorry.

This should be homeroom ten.
Hello? Would you please find a seat?

And find one you like, because
it will be your seat for the entire semester.

- This should be homeroom ten.
- That's saved.

Would the young man in the blue shirt...?
Would you find a seat and then sit in it?

Thank you.

Is this saved?

Feel under the desk.

You got gum
dating back to Neanderthal times.

- Really?
- The gum's not the worst.

It's the boogers that freaked me out.

You can get hepatitis from the fresh ones.

Shelley, how about
me and you going out tonight?

Ask Moody.

- Who's the new kid?
- 1 don't know. He's little. Ask where he's from.

- You ask him.
- Go on.

Weren't you in Mr Sanford's class last year?

- No. I'm new.
- Oh, I'm sorry. He is new.

- Hey.
- Hey.

Now, ladies and degenerates, here's Moody.

Don't applaud. Just throw money.

I'm sure we're all thrilled
to have Mr Moody among us

as we begin this great adventure
known as your sophomore year.

I saved a seat for you.

Thanks a lot.
Hey, Willie, you wanna take this seat?

Hey, you know, you grew up a lot
over the summer, baby.

- Where'd you get this beautiful hair?
- Kmart.

- Kmart.
- What's so funny?

Excuse me, Mr Moody,
are you having trouble finding a seat?

I had one, but this sucker swiped it from me.

- I was here first.
- Bullshit.

If you can't find a seat back here, I'd be
glad to have you come sit up front with me.

Allen Bloomingthal.

- Cindy Russ.
- Move over to that seat.

Ricky Linderman.

They locked that dude up.

Does anybody know
if Ricky Linderman is in school?

I hope not.

- Who's Linderman?
- No one. Just the local mass murderer.

Does anybody know if Ricky Linderman
is in school or not today?

He's probably
climbing the Empire State Building.

Thank you, Mr Moody. Thank you.

Clifford P-e-a-c-h-e.

- Clifford, is that "Peach" or "Peachy"?
- Peach.

Knew he was a fruit.

- What? What did you say, Melvin?
- Melvin?

I don't go by that no more, Clarice.

Fair enough. Why don't you call me
Ms Jump? And what shall we call you?

M. Big M. I like that.

Is that BM for short?

All right. That kid's gonna get it.

You got nerve,
even if you ain't gonna live long.

You and me,
we're gonna have a little talk after school.

Right? Right?

That was dumb,
what you said to Moody this morning.

I never saw anybody put him down before.
I hope you get away with it.

Hold this, will you?

Just don't let him catch you in the halls alone,
or on the stairs, either.

- Hold it over the bowl.
- Or especially in the bathrooms.

I never go to the bathroom here
if I can help it.

- Well, what do you do?
- Just hold it in.

Stay away from liquids.

- That's ridiculous.
- You think so?

They say one kid got thrown out of a window.
Supposedly he's a vegetable now.

- That's dumb. Who told you that?
- Plenty of people.

Then this other guy had his eye kicked out.

Total gross-out.
Never found the eyeball, either.

How are we doing here?

What have we got?

- You've done this before.
- Yeah.

- Did Moody do that?
- What?

Kick the guy's eye out.

I'm not saying he did
and I'm not saying he didn't,

but you're better off
paying him the protection money.

- You pay Moody protection money?
- Shh. You'd better believe it.

Lots of kids do.
He takes our lunch money every day.

So now I'm brown-bagging it.
Now he claims he's gonna take my bus fare.

- You shouldn't let him get away with it.
- Yeah, I know, but I'm addicted to breathing.

Let's go.

It's lockup in 15 minutes.

We're having a party, Peachy.
You're the guest of honour.

- Yeah, but I have a car waiting.
- Yeah, I know.

Hey, Moody. Got a present for you.

Just a second.

It's gonna be a dollar every day from now on.
You got it?

Get outta here.

Hey, it's Peachpit.

What do you say?

I'm trying to make friends.
Don't you want to be friends?

- All right.
- What about me?

- Sure. Shake hands with Dubrow.
- How you doing?

Where'd you go to school
before you came here?

- Southside Academy.
- Costs a lot of money to go there.

- Are you rich?
- No.

- Hey, that's nothing to be ashamed of.
- I'm not ashamed.

- Knew he was rich.
- No, I'm not, really.

Hey, listen, pal.
It's obvious you've got the bread.

Question is, have you got sense?

I'm serious, man. Do you have sense?

I think so.

I think so too. If you've got sense,
you'll know this is no academy school.

Now, you go to a school like this,
you need a damn bodyguard.

You know, we got
Ricky Linderman in our homeroom.

You know about Linderman?

He's a psychopath. He just went berserk.

Wasted some kid.

Shot him in the head.

- Blew his brain out.
- Why would he do that?

Cos probably he was a pain in the ass.

Guys like Linderman lose control
after a while, I tell you.

Like that, you know?

That's when you come to us.
We're bodyguards. Interested?

- I don't know.
- For you it's cheap. A buck a day.

- Buck a day?
- Yeah. We give everyone the same deal.

You can work it out day to day or week to
week. Any way you want to work it out, man.

Where am I gonna get a dollar a day?

Lunch money.
You don't want to eat that crap anyway.

- 50 cents they charge for that Godzilla feed.
- It's a rip-off.

60 if you want two milks.

So, for that same 60 cents, talking two milks,

you got us almost paid for.

Now all's else you gotta do
is scrape up another 40.

I'm not gonna give you my lunch money.
I have to eat.

You gotta eat, huh?

Come here.

Tell you what.

Eat this.

Suddenly he changes his mind, eh?

- Split up.
- Koontz! Downstairs!

- Cut him off!
- Gotcha now, Peachy!

We got him!

Come on, Peachy!

Hold on, Peachy!

Come on. Hit it.

Where are you going?

Let's go.

- Bye, Peachy.
- Bye-bye, Peachy.

What's going on? Who are those guys?

Just some kids from school
who want to kill me.

I'd like to speak to Mr Dobbs, please.

Chief of operations, yes.

This is Mr Griffith.
Assistant manager of the Ambassador East.

No, I think he will want to speak
with me once he knows what it's about.

Tell him it's quite important.

Yes, I'll wait.

The fire. Don't put the fire out.

Watch the ribs over there.
Don't burn the ribs.

- Bon appétit.
- Thanks.

Spiro.

Spiro.

I just thought
you might like to know my soup was cold.

- How cold was it?
- How cold is it?

Very funny.

And that'll come in... Very neat. Very neat.

He's...

Oh, wait a minute. Have you got any idea
who'll come in good in the fourth tomorrow?

I dunno. Lucky Lou, I guess.

Handicapping is a science, not guesswork.

- How about Cousin Itt?
- Yeah.

I've got an idea.

Why don't we just pack our things and leave?

- Have a mint.
- Mother.

Where were you today at five o'clock?

Five o'clock. Let me see. I had a little drink.

Well, the guy you tried to lure into the bar
is a television evangelist.

No wonder he looked so sour.

He was sour? You should've seen
Griffith's face when he heard.

Mother, we cannot have
this kind of thing going on any... Oh, wow.

This is not the one we saw last night, is it?

- It's the red sweater.
- No sweater.

- OK, let me see it.
- No. Clifford, you're too young. You're 14.

- I'm 15. Let me see.
- You're 15. That's one... You're 15?

Yeah.

Well, I should know that, shouldn't 1?

It's this damn job 24 hours a day. I'm sorry.

I heard you got into a little trouble
with some kids today.

Yeah.

Ah, quit worrying. Your dad called up
and raised hell about those boys.

- You called the school?
- Yeah.

Great. Now I'll really get slaughtered.

Clifford, you're not gonna get slaughtered.

They already think I'm a fruit.

The principal's gonna talk to those boys
and straighten this whole thing out.

And if they try anything,

you go right for the eyes, see?

Hit 'em hard as you can.
Blind ‘em. Takes the fight right out of ‘em.

Mother, I don't think that
blinding fists is the answer to this problem.

Well, then, kick ‘em in the cojones.

That's the thing.

No. No.

I'm older. I need this more.

- How would you know that?
- But, I mean, he can't even take a joke.

I don't see the humour in extortion,
real or pretended.

Right, yes, I know...

Well, maybe I guess
it could have backfired a little bit.

- You bet it backfired. On you.
- Yes.

I ought to suspend you.

But since school has just started
and no harm was done,

I'll be very nice
and let you off with a week's detention.

All right? Take a walk.

Clifford.

Clifford.

Things are a little less sheltered here than
at Southside, but don't let that throw you.

They're also less narrow.

Don't cry wolf every time
somebody looks at you cross-eyed.

All right, son? Go on. Get outta here.

You give me trouble.

People don't do that around here.

So you'd better grow some eyes
in the back of your head,

cos you ain't gonna know when it's coming.

Romeo and Juliet.

Romeo and Juliet were a couple of kids
that had the hots for each other.

They couldn't do anything about it
because they lived in a society

where they had to be married
to do anything about it.

You still do.

Romeo and Juliet is a play about love and sex
and people that were willing to die for it.

Yeah, and I'm dying for it right now.

I can't do anything about that.
We're talking about love and art.

Trouble.

That's Linderman.

Do you have a pass?

You do have a pass. Thank you.

If you'd like to take a seat
in the front, you can.

Please, God, let him sit up front, please.

Not in back of me. Not in back of me.

I'll have a heart attack, I swear to God.

Hey, watch the rough stuff. It's only practice.

OK, let's go.
Come on, this is basketball. Let's move it.

If I were you, I'd report that to the principal.

Sharon's a dog, I'm sorry.

You know, she's got nice hips.

Oh, yeah, yeah.

- Nice hair, too.
- Nice. It's bleached, but that doesn't matter.

I mean, I don't care how blonde-haired girls
get blonde hair, as long as they have it.

Physical appearance
isn't everything, but it helps.

- Yeah, she's real nice-looking.
- Yeah.

When she looks at me, she says, "There's
a guy who won't take no for an answer."

- Oh, yeah?
- Yeah. That's great.

So she, like, sees the power, huh?

Look, power isn't what she's after.

Hi.

My accountant over here tells me
you're a little late on your first instalment.

Is that right?
That's right, isn't it?

That's right.

Well, look, I'm not gonna pay.
That's all, so, you know...

Come on, man. Let's get something to eat.

Hey. Linderman.

Can I ask you something?

Please? It's important.

I hope you don't get mad or anything,
but would you like to make some money?

You see, there are these guys, and maybe
you've noticed them in the bathroom,

and they're trying to make me pay protection.

From what?

Well, from themselves, of course,
but that's not what they say.

They say that they're protecting me
and some other kids from...

Well, mainly you.

- From me?
- Yeah, I know that's not true, you know.

Well, at least I think it's not,

but that's how I came up with this idea.

- What idea?
- Oh, to pay you to be my bodyguard.

Maybe some of the other kids could, too.

Also, I could do your homework.
I'm pretty smart.

But at least it's not paying extortion.

Not interested.

Good morning, Mrs Peache.
How are we today?

- You're not well?
- I feel wonderful. Just wonderful.

Good morning, Mother.

Griffith, good morning.
Do you want some breakfast? It's liver.

No, thanks. I came to tell you
that we got a phone call from Mr Dobbs.

- Mr Dobbs?
- Chief of operations.

He's going to be paying us a little visit.

Any particular reason?

Search me.

- What's that all about?
- Guess.

- Oh, my God.
- Oh.

Nice to hear you say grace again, sweetheart.

Only kidding, Mother. It's very good.

- School OK?
- Yeah. Terrific.

You sure? I could call the principal again.

Dad, it's OK. School's fine.
I'm fine. Everything's just perfect.

What, are you taking a trip?

Where does Linderman hang out?

Slaughterhouse, probably.

What's the matter with him, anyway?

A lot of things, from what I hear.

For one thing,
he was supposed to have raped a teacher.

I also heard he shot a cop.

I happen to know for a fact
that what he did was kill a kid.

About a year ago.
In cold blood. Blew his brains out.

- 1 don't believe it.
- Look it up, then. It's in the newspapers.

I still don't believe it.

"He would not have stopped then,
for anything less necessary than breath,

it being a spectral sort of race that he ran,

and one highly desirable to get to the end of."

"He had a strong idea that the coffin
he had seen was running after him;

and, pictured as hopping on behind him,
bolt upright upon its narrow end,

always on the point of overtaking him
and hopping on at his side -

perhaps taking his arm -

it was a pursuer to shun.”

"It hid in doorways too,

rubbing its horrible shoulders against doors,
and drawing them up to its ears,

as if it were laughing.”

"It got into shadows on the road,
and lay cunningly on its back to trip him up.”

"All this time it was incessantly
hopping on behind and gaining on him,

so that when the boy got to his own door
he had reason for being half dead.”

No, I mean...

Where's my money, Red?

Well, I didn't think I had to pay,
cos Clifford isn't.

What'd you call me?

Nothing.

- You heard him, didn't you, Reissman?
- Yeah.

What are you doing, huh?
What's going on here?

Ow! What are you doing?

Reissman's gonna pay us
from now on, Cliff. How about you?

Let me out!

Somebody, please help...
Come on, let me out!

Let me out! Come on!

Let me out. Come on, let me out.

You want your turn? Go ahead.

I haven't got all day,
you big, dumb son of a bitch.

Yes, ma'am? Say it!

Can I have a Coke?

Hey, Shelley.
Wanna go to the movies tonight?

I guess so. Sure.

Then you have a real good time
while you're there, huh?

What's going on over there?

- Where's your limo, Peachy?
- Are you suicidal or what?

Should have planned ahead.
You're dead. Look at this.

Moody!

Moody,

I'd like you to meet my bodyguard.

Anything you want to say to me,
talk to him first.

Now, what was that you were saying?

Beat it, Moody.

Come on, man. We can take this guy.

He's all yours, Big M.

Go ahead, Moody.
Show him how tough you are.

What about you guys? Come on.
We'll take this dude. He's a chump, man.

Who's the fruit this time, huh, Moody?

Good luck.

What do you say?
Don't leave me hanging, man. Not now.

Oh, and, Melvin, your protection services
are no longer required.

By anyone. You know what I mean?

You can go now.

Hey, Moody.

You owe me a year's worth of lunches.

Oh, what a great day! See Carson
flip him the bird? Didn't you love it?

We're not gonna let up until he pays back
every cent he ever took from everybody.

You all through now?

What's wrong?

We aren't doing anything.

- Got it?
- But aren't we...?

I thought we were sort of a team now.

You thought wrong.

Their team is so slow,

but our team...

let's go!

Whoo! Whoo!

Whoo!

Let's...

go!

OK. You guys...

OK.

OK, I'll see you tomorrow.

I'm looking forward to the next time
with great anticipation.

Oh, Karen, listen, don't call me tonight.

Hi.

- Where did you come from?
- Up there.

- What did you think?
- It was good.

I'd like to talk to you
about one of the kids in the class.

Did you try asking
one of the kids in the class?

Well, it's Linderman.

- Oh, Ricky Linderman.
- Yeah.

What do you want to know
about Ricky Linderman?

Everybody's afraid of him.

I don't want to be,
but there are all those stories about him.

- What do you think about all those stories?
- They can't all be true.

Well, I know something that happened.
Would you like to know what I know?

Yes.

About a year ago,

he had a younger brother,
and the kid was playing at home one day,

went into his father's closet, found
a gun that was loaded, and was playing,

and it accidentally went off,
and he killed himself.

And Ricky, unfortunately,
was the first person to find the body.

And I don't think he's recuperated from that.

That's the only story I know.

But what about all those stories about
him killing a cop and breaking teachers' legs?

I don't know about those stories.

All I know is what I just told you.

- OK.
- 0K?

Does that help you at all?

- Yeah, I think so.
- OK.

Is this saved?

What do you call this stuff?

Garbage.

Would you pass the salt?

Just getting the salt.

OK, so maybe we're not a team.
Maybe I was wrong.

But I thought when somebody
does somebody a favour, he owes him one.

- You don't owe me.
- Yes, I do.

You didn't have to do what you did,
but you did it.

I thought it meant that we were friends now.
You didn't even accept money for it.

- Where are you going?
- Show's over.

What show? That wasn't any show.

Get lost.

- All I want...
- Do you always get what you want?

Hey.

You know,
those things will stunt your growth.

Move up a bit. Come on.

You know, at night
the cops won't even walk around here.

Next time you want to pull anything like this,
call a detective.

- OK, follow him. Come on.
- Look, it's one-way.

- Follow anyway.
- It's a one-way street.

Hey, what are you doing?
Cliff! Come back. Hey, CIiff!

Come over here with a dollar.

- What's wrong with you?
- Hey, you got a dollar?

- Why don't you come over here?
- Give me a dollar.

Hey!

What are you following me for?

I told you.
I thought maybe we could be friends.

We can't.

Linderman.

Look, I know about what happened
with your brother and everything.

You do, huh?

Sure. I mean, hell,
it could have happened to anybody.

Drop it.

OK?

- Ricky.
- What?

Where am I,
and how the hell do I get out of here?

Come on.

Where are we going?

- Yours?
- Yep.

- It's fantastic. Use it much?
- Don't use it at all. Won't run.

- You like it?
- Yeah.

- Get on.
- Oh, no.

Yeah, go ahead. Climb aboard.

Yeah?

Hey. Careful.

What's the matter with it?

Cylinder. Can't find the right one.

They don't make them any more.

I've been putting this thing together for
a year, and I'm down to one lousy cylinder.

- You built this?
- Rebuilt it.

Almost.

- What about your mom?
- She died a couple years ago. Car accident.

- Too bad.
- Yeah. My grandmother moved in with us.

She's like no one you've ever seen before.
She's really old, but she acts like a kid.

She gets a little drunk, picks up guys.

- You're kidding.
- No.

- She sounds great.
- She is, really.

We gotta keep an eye on her,
cos, you know, she gets into things.

Maybe she's afraid of being old, of dying.

No, I think she's afraid
of not being alive.

My dad had one of those.
It looked like that then.

- What does your dad do?
- Watches TV.

How's this?

Almost.

Not quite.

He was only nine.

I practically raised him since he was two.

Drive you crazy.

Tell him to sit down, he'd stand up.

Tell him to do his homework,
he'd read a comic book.

Couldn't eat food without spitting it at you.

Real shoplifter, too.

Go through a store,
half of it'd wind up in his pocket.

He was a good kid. Real handful, though.

Poor little guy.

Poor little guy.

That's her, Mr Dobbs.

I gotta go.

Hello, Mrs Peache. I'd like you to meet
Mr Dobbs. He's chief of hotel operations.

- How do you do?
- Hiya, good-lookin'.

Griffith has been telling me
a great deal about you.

Has he? Oh, well, um...

Sit down, have a little drink.

They don't ever charge me for ‘em,
you know what I mean?

Oh, this is really the life.

Yeah, it's interesting.

I must have met about a million people.

Only problem is,
not many kids. Mostly adults.

Anytime you want to trade,
that's OK with me.

Some view. This good for stargazing?

Stars, the moon...

And other heavenly bodies.

All right!

- What time is it?
- About seven.

That's Linda over there.

So I trust your stay here was a pleasant one?

Very pleasant.

- And the room was all right?
- Perfect.

And the service was adequate?

More than adequate.

- Thank you.
- You're welcome.

When will you be visiting us next?

Friday.

- Well, I think we can accommodate you.
- I certainly hope so.

- Dad?
- So have a very safe flight, Miss De Clu.

This is yours. And your key?

- You already have it, Peachy.
- Of course.

Two-day job on the air conditioning. If it gets
any hotter, we'll have miserable customers.

Well... What if we work through the night?

That way we have just one day
without air conditioning.

- Night?
- Night. I would appreciate it. OK?

Peache here.

Thank you.

Peache here.

My mother? Oh, no.

Where?

How serious is it?

Mother? Are you...?

- What is this?
- Just don't get excited, he's all right.

Didn't know his limitations.

I warned him, but he kept saying
he was an animal, an animal.

Gimme this. Give me this.

Do you know who this is?

Your goose is really cooked this time, Peache.
She's finally done it.

Griffith.

Will you stop hovering over me?

Get away from me!
I'm just getting my second wind.

You can really dance, sweetheart.

You're not so bad yourself, Dobbsie.
Just a little out of shape is all.

Well, I haven't danced or had a good time
for ever so long.

- Sir, I...
- Get away!

May I see you for a second?

Griffith, sit down.

They're getting along so well.

So why don't you go
and check on tomorrow's reservations?

Better yet, why don't you go
and make some reservations for yourself?

Get some nice little comfy hotel
where you can go and soak your feet

after a hard day of job hunting.

- Butl...
- Don't worry about us. We'll be fine.

- Want a job, Cliffy?
- Now...

You just go up to your room
and get a little rest,

cos we got a long night ahead of us.

Right. But you be right here
when I come back in an hour,

or I'll be coming after you.

Room 735 if I'm not right here.

Peache, you run a nice, lively hotel here.

Oh, thank you.

Are you Linderman?

Would you care to trip the light fantastic?
Come on...

Mother? No.

Let's go eat some dinner.

Go like this.

Drop the boom, kid.

Hey.

Hey, terrific heart line!

You got a lot of girlfriends?

No, ma'am.

I'm talking in the future, smart guy.

You're also very intellectually inclined.

I think that's in the future, too.

I have to be right about something.
Are you sure this is your hand?

Wish I could deny it.

- What happened to your wrist?
- Nothing.

Accident.

Let me finish.

Open up, Ricky. You're among friends.

You're among friends.

I see a long life line.

Very good, very valuable.

"You're gonna live for three more years,
and then you're gonna snuff it."

- Mine's broken in half.
- ls it?

- Yeah.
- Ooh, you're gonna die!

Yeah, these are your
need-for-affection lines, see?

- You don't have any.
- They look like wrinkles to me.

- God, this guy, he's a sex maniac.
- Help me, help me!

Real playboy, huh?

- The lines just love me, love me.
- What are you trying to...?

- What does double-jointed thumb mean?
- This is the best damn food in the whole area.

- Can you touch...?
- Hey, I've been looking for you guys.

Got someone I want you to meet.

Clifford, this is Mike.

Ricky.

This is Mike.

He's my bodyguard.

What do you say, pal?

Moody tells me you're a real tough guy, huh?

You're a real killer. Is that right?

Beat up kids?

Rape old ladies? Is that right?

Heard you even killed your own brother.
Got away with it, too, I heard.

- That's bullshit.
- Is it bullshit? Huh, Rick?

Is it bullshit?

Hey, killer. Why are you on your knees?

You queer or something? Huh?

Come on, get up.

Tough, huh? You gonna hurt me?

You really think you're gonna hurt me?

You're not so tough.

Thought you said this guy was tough?

Yeah, we'll see, huh?

Yeah.

What is this here?

What is that? That's gonna make...
Chain's gonna make you tough?

Tough magazine, huh? Hey, he reads, huh?

Got an education, huh?

You're not so tough.
You're not so tough, are you?

Not so tough, are you?

Come on. Come on.

Come on with it.
Come on, show me what you got.

Yeah. Real loser, man. Real menace.

Why don't you go kick his ass?

Hey, killer. Where are you going?

Is this your tough bike? Huh?

Is this your tough bike?

Don't look so tough to me.

Think I'm tough enough to ride this? Huh?

Come on, get up. I think I want to ride it too.

I said get up!

Let's see how tough this bike is, huh?

- Hey, don't!
- Come here.

Get him! Let me go.

Boy, he's gonna wreck it... No!

Hey, Moody. I thought you said
this guy was bad, huh?

Don't look so bad to me.

- Don't! Come on.
- What's it take to get this man going?

Get up, man!

Leave him alone. Come on, Moody.

Hey, Moody, this is a drag, man. Give me
a call when you really need me, you know?

I like to earn my money.

Want me to kick your ass?

Yes or no?

Yeah, he wants me to kick his ass.
Yeah, he wants me to kick his...

What are you doing, Moody?
Put the bike back. Moody, don't do that.

What are you doing? Moody, don't! Moody!

Say yeah! Yeah!

Are you OK?

What happened? Why didn't you fight?

Hey, where are you going?

Come on, where are you going?

Anyone there?

Linderman!

- Yes?
- Hi. Is Ricky home?

- No. Who are you?
- I'm a friend of his from school.

He was supposed to be home hours ago.
Do you know where he could be?

No.

- Listen. What's your name?
- Clifford.

Clifford. If you see him, tell him
I'm real worried and he should get home, OK?

OK.

Hey.

How'd you get up here?

I need some money.

Where were you?
I looked everywhere for you.

You got any money, Clifford?

Come on. Give me some money.

Six bucks is all I got.

Thanks, Cliff. You're a good kid.

Oh, that's great. "Give me some money.
Thanks. Bye." That's real class.

Where are you going?

Linderman.

Linderman.

Wait up!

Linderman!

Wait, Linderman.

Wait up, dammit!

- Slow down, will you?
- Go home, Clifford.

You got a nice place, a nice family.
Just leave me alone.

- It's the fight, isn't it?
- I couldn't fight. So what?

Never wanted to be anyone's damn
bodyguard anyway. I told you that.

You can't fight because of what happened
to your brother. That's it, isn't it?

- What do you know?
- It's a lousy excuse. It's nothing.

Shut up!

You haven't talked for more than a year.
You walk around like a damn ape.

- Shut up!
- You build a bike to run away for no reason,

- and let some jerk throw it into the lake.
- Shut up!

All because of something
you had nothing to do with. I mean...

Anybody could have found your brother.
It just happened to be...

Shut up! I didn't find him.

I killed him.

I shot him.

Jesus.

We were home alone.
We were playing with my dad's gun.

I was showing off, showing off,
you know, like a goddamn fool.

He said, "Let me hold it",
and I said, "You're not allowed.”

And he got mad,
and he grabbed it, and it fired.

My God, I was laughing.
I was laughing when it went off.

Blood gushed out of the side of his head,
and he didn't even know it.

You know what he was worried about?

He was afraid
when Dad got home he'd get spanked.

Last thing he said to me...

He said, "You'll have to
take the blame for this one.”

I couldn't even do that right.

I lied. I put the gun in his hand
and I said I found him that way.

Jeez.

Goddammit.

I never told anyone before.

It wasn't your fault.
You didn't mean for it to happen.

I'm sorry, Clifford. I know you mean well.

I let everybody down. It's the way I am.

Go home, Clifford.

Hey.

Where's the funeral?

- Oh, it can't be that bad.
- It's worse than ever.

They took my bus fare.
They flushed my lunch down the john.

They called my mother names
I never even heard of.

I'm gonna quit school.
I'll never graduate anyway.

- Where are you going?
- Home, I guess.

Come on. I'll buy you both a drink.

- He might have tried to call or something.
- He'll be back. He just needs time to think.

- Hope you're right.
- 1 am. I'm always right.

That's the thing you'll learn about me.
Someday you'll come to me and say,

"Shelley, Shelley darling,
you're always right.”

Hey, look. Over there. It's Linderman.

Did you get that thing out of there yourself?

I know, dumb question.

I was really scared.

Hey, where'd you guys find my bike?
What, you been fishing?

Oh, no.

Thanks. I'll take it now.

Hey, Mike.

Moody, you're a real bastard.

Linderman, you picking on Moody again?

- You're really beginning to annoy me.
- Look.

Just don't give us any trouble, all right?

Get out of the way.

Linderman, you got three seconds
to make your split. Now git.

Without the bike.

It's Moody's now.

One.

Two.

I tell you, some guys never learn.

OK. Take it.

OK. OK, come on.

Come on, Mike.

Come on, Mike.

- All right, all right!
- Come on.

Come on, Ricky. Come on.

Come on, man, get up.

Damn you, Moody!

Moody?

Get up. Get up.

Slow down, slow down. Cover up.

Come on, man!

Get him.

Come on, get him. Get him!

Come on, hit him, kid!

Come on, you want your ass kicked? Come
on. Come on, you faggot. Come on, wimp.

Go for his nose.

You're a wonderful human being,
you know that?

What? Do you need your damn bodyguard?
Come on!

Get him.

All right! All right!

Clifford. Get him in the nose.

Oh, my nose!

You broke my nose!

I really think I broke his nose.

- You broke my nose.
- You did do it.

So did you.

Looks better that way.

- Oh, my nose, man...
- Want a stretcher, man?

You need a stretcher?

All right!

Way to go.

Real impressive fight there, man.

You're no friend.

Ugh! Don't touch me!

- Hey, can I ask you a question?
- Yeah, sure.

I had this idea.
You were a pretty good fighter back there.

I was wondering,
would you like to be my bodyguard?

I could pay you 50 cents a day. I could
do your homework for you. I'm pretty smart.

Not interested.

- Anyway, a buck a day.
- Buck a day?

- Buck a day. Inflation, buddy.
- Inflation?

Yeah.

- Wait a minute.
- Wait a minute...

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