Heart and Souls Page #2

It's a long way down. You got wings?

I see you again, you're a dead man!

You hear me? A dead man!

Ow! Ow!

- Ah! There's another one!

- Ow.

Frank... Oh! The baby's coming now.

It's coming now.

Okay. Just hold on. Hold on, okay,

just hold on, we'll get there soon.

Hey, did you get 'em? Did you get my stamps?

Jesus, kid, what are you doin' here?

I told you I'd let you know!

Hey, look, squirt,

what do you want from me, okay?

The guy, he pulls a .38, all right?

I'm dodgin' bullets.

- I'm lucky to get out alive.

- Why'd you take 'em anyway?

My grandpa gave me those!

Look, kid, life's tough, all right?

Sometimes you don't get what you want.

Mostly, you don't get what you want.

Yeah? Well, you stink, mister! You stink!

Stop!

Hey, pal, wait at the bus stop!

Why don't you take me to a bus stop

and I'll wait there?

Oh! Come on!

See the girl

with the red dress on

She can do the Birdland

all night long

Yeah, yeah

What'd I say

All right

Well, tell me

What'd I say, yeah

Tell me what'd I say

right now

Tell me what'd I say

Tell me what'd I say right now

Tell me what'd I say

Tell me what'd I say, yeah

-Can you drive any faster?

-Um, honey, it's a Rambler.

Baby, it's all right

Baby, it's all right

Baby, it's all right

Baby, it's all right

Baby, it's all right

Baby, it's all right

Baby, it's all right

Baby, it's all right

Okay, just hold it. Hold it.

Oh, God!

- Frank, it's coming.

- Honey, you okay?

- It's coming? Okay.

- It's coming!

Lie back, lie back.

- Oh, God!

- You're gonna be fine!

I'm okay. You okay?

It looks like it, yeah.

- Hey, come on! How can we be okay?

- I don't know.

What?

Oh, no! What is it? What is it?

- This can't happen to me!

- Oh, dear God, my kids!

I have to see my kids!

- It's a boy!

- Oh!

- Where are we?

- Is this heaven?

It can't be heaven, lady.

It's a '58 Rambler.

And there's a new baby.

There must be some mistake.

What are you two up to in there?

Thomas is just laughing at the wall again.

You should put some molasses in that bottle.

That baby's bowels are stiff.

Where's your little bottle?

- Milo, please.

- Ew, I hate it when you do that.

- Hey, relax. Thomas likes it, don't you?

- No, you don't.

No, I knew you didn't!

- Honey, when do we eat?

- Hey, man!

- As soon as it's ready, honey.

- Relax, okay, Papa?

I'm hoping to come back

with all my parts in my new life.

That's weird, Milo.

Oh!

- Again?

- At least twice a week.

Hey, I know what the limit is, okay?

I just think we oughta test it

once in a while. I mean,

I mean they gotta let us get away

from this little tyke sometime.

Could be worse.

At least we're with

a good cookie boy like Thomas.

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