In America Page #2

Come on.

Come on.

Dad, they're gonna shoot you.

- Dad, look out!

- A**hole!

Mom!

Look! It's Dad!

You're using, Papo.

You're using. No, no.

No, don't you walk...

Argh!

Hey, can I have some of whatever he's on?

Crazy freaked-out Irishman.

Christy, open the door.

Mom! Mom, Dad's got

an air conditioner!

He's coming!

He's coming!

Walk away from me!

Go on!

Jesus, Johnny!

You'll have a heart attack.

- Open the window.

- Open the window, Mom!

Open the window!

- Mom, open the window.

- Open the window!

Open the window!

What's wrong?

Wrong plug.

25 cents short.

That's no use to me.

I gotta make a living. $1.99.

I'll give it to you tomorrow.

- You're from the junkies' building, right?

- So?

Look at that.

That's from holding the knife of a junkie.

I got 25 stitches.

He got probation.

Do I look like a junkie to you?

$1.99.

- What's that?

- There's five cents on each of those.

Where's the $100 I gave you?

I put it in the bank like you insisted.

And 25 cents.

And $2, Mr. American Dream.

And one plug.

And one cent.

Dad, don't worry.

Mom's breathing's OK.

Is it OK?

It's the lemon drops. They're magic.

You take them

and you forget about your breathing.

Say your prayers.

Scary, Dad.

It's all right.

Let's get your head in there.

Is that good?

Is that good for you?

Yeah? Whoo-hoo!

Come on, get your face in there.

Look at that.

You're a genius, Dad.

Hey, gringo!

Gringo, what the hell is goin' on up there?!

We got out of there

as fast as we could.

We went to the bank, took out our money,

and went to the movies,

where it was lovely and cool.

Listen, don't be upset.

E.T.'s gone to heaven.

- But they said he went home.

- Well, that's the same thing.

No.

It's not.

I miss things.

What do you miss?

Things.

I have no one to play with.

- You have your sister to play with.

- No. She plays with her camcorder.

And I've no one to tell my secrets to.

Christy tells them to her camcorder.

And she won't let me

hear what she says.

And you don't play with us anymore.

- I do play with youse.

- Not like you used to.

Here you go!

Dad! Dad!

Dad, you can win E. T! You can win E. T!

It's a game of chance.

It's as simple as pie.

It's a game of chance. It's simple as pie.

All you have to do is throw the ball through

the hoop seven times and you win E. T!

- Seven times? Is that all?

- Yeah.

- Can adults play?

- Sure.

- Simple as pie.

- That's $2.

You can keep throwing

as long as you double up your dollars.

If you win, you get every dollar back

and any prize you like.

You get all your money back if you win?

You get all your money back

and any doll you like.

All right.

- Whoo!

- Yes!

- That's one in there.

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