King Of The Hill Page #2

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How can I drive him when repossessors

are waiting to take my car away?

Where would I get the money

to pay for the gas?

I can't afford

to get your mother's tooth fixed. OK?

He's perfectly safe on the bus,

he's a big boy! Aren't you?

You see?

Hold on.

- Where you going?

- I have to leave a note for Lester.

Is there a law

against knocking on his door?

- It disturbs his mother.

- Is she sick?

- I've never seen her.

- Of course she's sick.

She's got back trouble

from bending over to pick up messages.

Come on.

Irritated nasal membranes...

...giving you more room to breathe...

Be a good boy.

Sullivan, see you soon, big boy. Huh?

Come on, Sull.

I don't wanna go!

Don't worry, OK?

I'm gonna earn money and get you back.

- How?

- Well, I'm not sure yet.

But I know Lester'll have some ideas.

Don't worry about Skippy.

I'll take good care of him.

See ya.

All right, try me again.

True or false:
Walter Emmins

had to go to the hospital because

he played with his belly button

so much it got infected.

- They had to operate.

- False.

It's true. He's gonna be

out of school for three weeks.

All right, one more.

True or false:

Today, after school,

I snuck into Sportsman's Park

through the bleachers,

and passed by the railing

and saw Pepper Martin going to third.

He saw me,

and threw me a piece of Wrigley's gum.

- True.

- False.

Gotcha.

Well, the trouble with this game

is I have to accept your word

for what's true or false.

- That's true.

- Hmm.

Good night.

You said you were gonna play,

you're gonna play.

- You ain't leavin' until you do.

- Not fair.

Put your marbles

on the ground, or else.

- I ain't got time to argue with you!

- You OK, Billy?

Scram, small fry.

This sissy said he'd shoot

for ten marbles. He's welshing.

- But their marbles are inferior.

- So's your old man.

I'll tell you what.

We'll shoot partners, us against you.

I'll put up five and Billy

will put up five against your ten.

- Sure.

- You bet.

All right, one, two, three, drop.

We'll let you go first.

Go ahead and shoot first, Billy.

OK.

Damn! How could you miss that?

Excuse me.

Pow!

Pow!

Wow!

Well, gentlemen, the game is over.

You were lucky.

- Sore losers.

- Yeah.

I never played marbles

before I came to Dewey.

No kidding.

Wanna come over

for a soda or something?

Yeah.

Oh, look, Billy. There's

that salesman I was telling you about.

- Oh, yes.

- I don't understand.

Who would buy a candle

you can't even light?

I was gonna change

into some playclothes.

- If you don't mind.

- Sure.

Criminy.

- This is signed by Pepper Martin?

- Yes. My father got it for me.

I never really used it, but maybe

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