Idle Hands Page #2

Maximum fine.

Two hundred dollars.

Right.

Oh, sh*t! The killer's here!

The killer's in my house!

Okay, Dukey.

Everything's gonna be okay.

Come on, come on.

Everything's going to be fine.

Yes, it is.

All right, boy.

He's not dead!

Duke! Come on, lay down!

Get down, Duke!

All right.

Hold on, Duke. Hold on.

Where's the phone?

Run, Duke, run!

He's under the bed!

Mom?

Dad?

What's the matter?

Bad shrooms?

You got a fever? Here you go.

I'm going to show you.

Oh, man!

I love this video. I didn't think

they could show it anymore.

Guys!

Someone killed my parents!

This is the best part.

Shake them, baby.

Look! Look!

- Sh*t!

- Yeah, you see?

Mr. Tobias?

Miss T.?

Is this some kind of Halloween gag?

Your parents always go all out.

What the f*** are you doing?

That's my dad!

CPR, man. I saw it on Baywatch.

Check it out.

A clue.

"Ant"? They were killed by ants?

Please, don't be stupid.

Do you have an evil aunt?

Holy sh*t!

Are those ears?

Ear rings?

They're both lefts.

You know what that means.

Feldstein twins.

The killer was wearing your shirt.

The killer was wearing me.

I'm the killer.

I'm gonna call 911.

What's the number?

There's something wrong

with my friend.

I think he took

some nutmeg or something.

Mick, buddy.

- I would remember something like that.

- You would.

I'm not the killer. You know?

Yeah, I know. But if O.J.

could get off, then I'm sure...

Do you want a beer?

- No, thanks.

- You sure?

Talk to me!

What the hell is happening to me?

Pnub, man.

I didn't do it.

Okay, I did it.

But it was an accident.

I can't believe

you told me to smoke that sh*t!

Okay, Anton.

I have to leave now.

Yeah, that's probably a good idea.

It's the basement!

You can't get out that way!

Why are you doing this?

I don't know!

It's me, Pnub! Your buddy!

I know who you are.

I don't want to hurt you.

Then don't!

It's not me!

It's my hand!

It's like I have no control

over my hand!

I don't know how long

I can hold it. Run!

Get out of my way!

Just go!

It's going to be okay.

I won't tell anybody.

I swear.

Everything will be cool.

Everything will be...

...cool.

What have I done?

What have I done?

Get out of here, Bones!

Git!

Bones?

Here, kitty, kitty.

Aren't you a little old

for ding-dong ditch?

Sorry about your bush.

No problem.

What were you doing out there anyway?

Jesus, look at you!

I was looking for my cat.

We got in a fight.

You sure got your ass kicked.

I did okay.

So you ran and hid in my bush.

I shouldn't be here.

I'm not myself today.

I'm someone completely different.

You're so shy.

It's okay. I get it.

So let's skip this chickening-out,

sneaking-around stage.

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