Demon Knight Page #2

I can't do everything at once.

I'll get them for you,

Cordelia.

Good. Damn.

That's very sweet of you,

Wally.

Put them on your bed?

Thanks.

Oh, poor guy.

Maybe I should give him

a freebie.

Just what he needs,

someone else screwing him.

To be perfectly honest, I wasn't

watching the speedometer.

- Exactly why were you chasing him?

- He's a thief.

What the hell did he steal that had

you going over 100 miles an hour?

Must have been

pretty valuable.

It is.

Sheriff?

Yeah, Mavis, go ahead.

We just got a call from Homer

over at the caf.

He says somebody tried

to steal his car.

Okay, we're on it.

- You want some?

- Hell, no.

I was just thinking how much better

that stuff looked when it was roadkill.

Why don't you shut up?

You eat it.

- She loves me.

- You hurry up and finish and...

I'll take care of dessert.

Ah, don't worry.

Good Cleo knows better

than to eat that slop.

Goddamn it! Get that

p*ssy off the table.

I meant the cat.

Cleo! Didn't I tell you to put him out?

I did. I don't know

how she got back in.

You finish cleaning the stove, or

you too busy shooting the breeze?

For Christ's sake, I'll finish

cleaning it tomorrow.

I want it clean tonight.

Remind me of that program you're on.

It's called "work release", ain't it?

I swear that girl ain't got

no goddamn gratitude.

If I hadn't made a place for

her, she'd be behind bars or dead.

- Lucky kid.

- Mmm.

You expecting somebody,

Mr. Smith?

Evenin', motel people.

You kept me waiting, Roach. Ohh.

I'll tell you the reason I'm late.

Somebody tried to steal Homer's car.

You're kiddin'? That

old hunk of junk? Yeah.

Right out of the diner

parking lot.

Sheriff and Deputy Dipshit

showed up too.

Damn, you look sweet.

Thank you, honey.

You know, I've been looking

forward to this all week.

That makes two of us. Hey, what

are those panties you got on there?

I got the cherry flavor.

Are those edible panties?

You know I want pieces

of panty in my salad later.

Oh, Roach,

you're so dirty!

Why don't you set the basket

by the steps, Wally.

She's gonna be needing

clean sheets soon enough.

Your boy did the right thing.

You should be...

That about covers it. We'll let

you know if we hear anything.

Sheriff, you there?

Go ahead, Mavis.

I just got a call from Irene at the mission

about that fellow you're looking for.

Let's go, Sheriff.

Get in.

He's really holding on tonight,

isn't he?

Okay.

So what were you in for?

I'm not passing judgment.

Stealin'. 'Kay?

- Good evening, Irene. Where is he?

- That's him, in the dining room.

Excuse me, mister. We'd like to have a word

with you about the fender bender on the highway.

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