Close Encounters of the Third Kind Page #3

Toby! Brad! Come on! Get up.

It's better than Goofy Golf!

I'm going as fast as I can!

Come on.

Hi, Mrs. Harris.

Roy, there's Mrs. Harris.

There better be a good reason

for this...

...because it doesn't make sense!

All right, Roy, I really think

you've proved your point.

You're sunburned. Look at you.

Honey, what is that?

Roy, what did it look like?

It was like an ice-cream cone.

What flavor?

Orange.

It was orange.

It wasn't like an ice-cream cone.

It was more like a shell.

Like a taco?

Was it like one of those Sara Lee

moon-shaped cookies?

Those crescent cookies?

Don't you think I'm taking this

really well?

I remember coming to places like

this just to look at each other.

Snuggle.

I don't believe it.

I don't believe it!

I don't believe it.

It's the Cotopaxi.

-Why is it here?

-Beats the sh*t out of me.

Is this the bathroom?

This is not your toy to play with

every time I turn around.

He looks like a 50l50 Bar.

All right, out of this house.

All of you. Out of my house.

I'm sorry, but you're

not to play with this!

Get out while I clean up your mess!

Thank you very much.

I found this overnight tanning stuff.

I want you to spray it on half

your face, so it's all one color.

It makes my face look yellow.

What does this remind you of?

Then we'll tell everybody

you fell asleep...

...under the sun lamp

on your right side.

What for?

Dad, can I ask you a question?

Are they for real?

That's what for.

No, they are not for real.

Go outside and have a hot dog, okay?

Ronnie, don't tell him that.

Don't talk about this until you know

what you're talking about.

lf I can't talk about it,

how will I know what's going on?

What?

Mom, I believe in them.

I believe in them too.

No, you don't.

Dad says we do.

No, he does not.

Do you, Roy?

All I want to do is know

what's going on.

Nothing's going on!

It's just one of those things.

Which things? Which things?

-I don't want to hear about this.

-This is very important!

I won't let it lay here.

I'm gonna call somebody!

I'm not listening. I'm not listening.

I saw something last night

that I can't explain.

I saw something last night

I can't explain.

I'm going out there again tonight.

No, you're not.

Yes, I am.

No, you're not.

Yes, I am.

No, you're not.

Do they live on the moon?

They got bases there so at night

they can come through your window.

This isn't a moon burn, goddamn it!

-You came through my window last.

-You hurt me!

-You took all my covers.

-Roy's not like that.

He loves his work. Don't say that!

What did he do?

He was with us all night!

I won't have to go tonight.

He is not like that at all!

Stop yelling at me!

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