Missing in America Page #2

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and you're dead

because you ain't ate nothin'

it ain't my fault.

I can't cook.

Henry says

you can cook!

Only a little.

Jello.

Well, if you can find

the chicken that lays

the Jello egg,

you can cook it.

You yelled at me.

Get used to it!

Lieutenant.

Those kids,

what if something happened

to them,

in the line of fire?

Shoot 'em all,

cherry boy.

They're gooks

and they're gooks.

What?

Ain't no big thing.

Go to hell.

Lieutenant, I've got

a bad feeling...

Get over it.

Sir...

Don't be

a p*ssy, Gardner.

Sir, we can't do this!

Shut up!

Let's rock'n'roll!

There aren't

any seat belts.

Any what?

Seat belts.

We have to have

seat belts.

We don't need

no damn seat belts.

Where we going?

Never you mind.

Yes, hello?

The number you have reached

is not in service.

Please check the number

or try your call again.

Damn it!

Damn it!

And damn you Henry!!

You shouldn't wander off

too far by yourself.

There's mean-ass neighbors

that hates kids.

They eat 'em whole.

Swallow 'em up

in one bite, they do.

It's time for you

to start earning your keep.

Get some feed

and feed the critters.

For Christ's sake.

Never mind.

Give me that!

Leave my stuff alone!

Go away!

Well, who's this little angel?

Her name is Lenny,

she be going any day now.

Hi, Lenny.

My name is Kate.

You got my supplies?

Where you from, Lenny?

We gotta get going.

Would you mind?

Uh...

Can I get something

to eat now?

Hell no, you shoulda eaten

at the house.

You just help yourself

to anything you want.

It's on the house.

You shoulda asked

me first.

Ask you?

What?

You mean have a real

honest-to-God conversation?

Ask you, my ass.

No, not enough.

It's been getting tougher

to fill your order

for 20 bucks a box.

$25?

Done.

Next time.

Is there change

for a phone call?

This good?

Sure.

Here, here.

There you go.

Thanks.

So Lenny,

where are your parents?

My mom's in heaven,

my dad...

left.

Oh.

You know people

in heaven too, don't you?

Yes, I do.

They love you even more

when they get to heaven,

you know.

No matter what.

Come on, let's go.

That was nice.

If you say so.

You better put on

your rain gear.

What?

Your coat,

put it on.

I don't have one.

What?

What have you got

in that damn bag?

Crayons,

a coloring book,

and a doll.

Damn it!

You should have brought

some rain gear!

You're yelling at me.

You're damn right I am!

You're gonna catch

a death of a cold out here!

Sorry.

Never go into these woods

without at least

taking a jacket!

Okay.

Maybe next time

you'll tell me

where we're going.

What's that for?

I'm helping some friends.

What's their names?

Don't know.

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