A Christmas Story Page #2

for extended deep-sea diving.

Come on, Mom, we're going to be late!

Just wait, Ralph!

My kid brother looked like a tick about to pop.

What?

What is it?

What is it?

What is it?

I can't put my arms down!

Well, put your arms down when you get to school.

Hey, Flick! Wait up.

Wait up!

So what are you doing?

What does it look like I'm doing? Picking goobers?

Hey, listen, smart ass. I asked my old man about sticking...

your tongue to metal light poles in winter...

and he says it will freeze right to the pole just like I told you.

Baloney.

What would your old man know about anything?

He knows because he once saw a guy stick his tongue...

to a railroad track on a bet and the fire department had to come...

to get the guy's tongue off the track because he couldn't get it off.

Come on, guys, wait up!

Come on, guys!

Come on, guys, wait up!

I can't get up!

I can't get up!

Help!

I can't get out! Help me!

Come on, Flick, wait up for me.

I can't get up!

Come on.

Get up. Sit up. Come on.

You're okay. Come on, let's go.

Come on, you're all right!

Miss Shields!

All right, everyone...

take your seats, please.

Good morning, class.

Good morning, Miss Shields.

Open your books to Page 32.

And as you'll remember, Silas Marner...

You're full of beans and so's your old man.

Says who?

Says me.

Well, I double-dare you.

The exact exchange and nuance...

of phrase in this ritual is very important.

Are you kidding? Stick my tongue to that stupid pole?

That's dumb.

That's 'cause you know it will stick!

You're full of it.

Well, I double dog-dare you!

Now it was serious. A double dog-dare.

What else was left but a "triple-dare you"?

And finally, the coup de grace of all dares...

the sinister triple dog-dare!

I triple dog-dare you!

Schwartz created a slight breach of etiquette...

by skipping the triple-dare and going right for the throat.

All right, all right.

Go on, smart ass, and do it!

I'm going!

Flick's spine stiffened, his lips curled in a defiant sneer.

There was no going back now.

This is nothing.

Stuck? Stuck!

Stuck! Stuck!

Jeez!

It really works!

Look at him!

Ralphie, come back!

Come back! Don't leave me! Come back!

But the bell rang!

What are we going to do?

I don't know! The bell rang!

Where's Flick?

Has anyone seen Flick?

Flick? Flick who?

He was at recess, wasn't he?

Ralphie, do you know where Flick is?

I said has anyone seen Flick?

Yes, Esther Jane?

Oh, my God!

Holy cow, it's the fire department!

Wow, it's the cops!

Now, I know that some of you put Flick up to this.

But, he has refused to say who.

But those who did it know their blame.

And I'm sure the guilt you feel...

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