Gingerclown Page #2

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but they had another accident. Like 50

people died, so they closed it down again.

The clock is ticking, man.

- Tully boy!

- Woo, woo, woo!

- Tully boy!

- Woo!

And don't forget, Tully!

Bring me something nice!

Something nice, I said!

We won't see him again.

- We should really go now, guys.

- Not on my watch.

- What, you want to wait until midnight?

- Of course.

The little prick will bring me a gift.

Isn't that right, kitty cat? What a

man wouldn't do for a real woman.

Go to hell, Biff!

You can all go to hell!

What's wrong, babe? Maybe you'd

like to go in with the little moron.

You know what?

You don't know anything!

And none of your idiot friends do!

And if anyone is a complete moron

in this place, it would only be you!

Stupid Biff. Stupid friends. Stupid.

- Sam!

- Jenny, what are you doing here?

I came in after you. It was

silly of you to come in here.

Biff and the others

are complete idiots.

- You shouldn't be here at all.

- Jenny!

I appreciate you doing this for me,

but this whole thing...

their stupid game,

Biff's stupid game...

- Jen!

- Oh, when he's drunk...

oh, it's complicated,

but I don't want you to

do this just 'cause of me.

- What the hell was that?

- I have no idea.

Something weird,

like eastern magic and freaks.

But whatever it is, I'm pretty sure

that now everyone knows we're here.

The "Sea of Love."

There might be someone there.

- What? What are you waiting for?

- I just hate spiders.

- Sam?

- Jenny.

Sam, I think that

someone's in that boat.

And he's watching me. Hey, sir?

- Jenny, don't get any closer!

- Sir?

Biff! Not funny!

Stop this stupid game!

- Stop it right now!

- Jen, this isn't a good idea.

Look, the boat is empty.

Look, I can see a way out!

This really isn't the Sea of Love.

Do you hear that?

- What?

- That noise.

It's coming from over there!

Something is really messed

up about this place.

- What?

- We've got to get away from here!

- I can't hear you! I can't hear anything!

- We got to get out of here!

Jenny!

Welcome to my fairy tale.

Let's get this party started!

Feel free to call me

something like this:

Clown... Clowney... Mr. Clown.

But never, never call me Dorothy!

I hate that f***in' name!

This... this...

Sam, I'm scared... please.

And I thought school was bad.

That thing was not human!

A teeny tiny mouse

sneaked into my house.

He wants to find some cheese

or some juicy freshy peas,

but finally what he found

buries him into the ground.

My rhymes are probably crap.

But you walked into my trap.

Did you see that thing?

It looked like a clown.

Clown or not, that's what we saw.

I've had enough of the

lights turning on and off.

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