My Bodyguard Page #2

just the local mass murderer.

Does anybody know if

Ricky Linderman is in school or not?

Probably in New York climbing

the Empire State building.

Thank you, Mr. Moody.

Clifford...

P-E-A-C-H-E.

- Clifford, is that "Peach" or "Peachy"?

- "Peach."

Knew he was a fruit.

[Chuckles]

What did you say, Melvin?

- Melvin?

- Melvin?

I don't go by that no more, Clarice.

Fair enough, you call me Ms. Jump.

What shall we call you?

M. Big M.

I like that.

Is that "B.M." for short?

That kid's gonna get it.

You've got nerve, even if

you're not gonna live long.

You and me, we're gonna have

a little talk after school.

Right?

Right? Huh?

You know that was so dumb

what you said to Moody.

I never saw anybody

put him down before.

- I hope you get away with it.

- Hold this, will you?

Don't let him catch you in the

halls alone, or on the stairs either.

Hold it over the bowl.

Or especially in the bathrooms.

I never go to the bathroom here,

if I can help it.

- What do you do?

- Hold it in.

Stay away from liquids.

- That's ridiculous.

- You think so?

They say one kid got thrown out

a window. He's a vegetable now.

- That's dumb. Who told you that?

- Plenty of people.

Another guy had his eye kicked out.

Total gross-out.

- Never found the eyeball either.

- How are we doing here?

What do we got?

- You've done this before.

- Yeah.

- Did Moody do that?

- What?

Kick the guy's eye out.

I'm not saying he did,

and I'm not saying he didn't.

But you're better off

paying him protection money.

- You pay Moody protection?

- Shh!

You better believe it.

Lots of kids do.

He takes their lunch money every day.

Now I'm brown-baggin' it.

Now he claims he's gonna

take my bus fare.

I don't think you shouldn't let him

get away with it.

I know,

but I'm addicted to breathing.

[Bell Rings]

Let's go.

[Horn Honks]

Lock up in 15 minutes.

There's a little party after school,

Peachy. You're the guest of honor.

- Yeah, but I have a car waiting.

- Yeah, I know.

Hey, Moody, got a present for you.

Just a second.

Bring a dollar every day, got it?

Get out of here.

Hey, it's Peach Pit.

What do you say?

Just trying to make friends.

Don't you want to be friends?

- All right. Here.

- What about me?

Sure. Shake hands with Dubrow.

How you doing?

Where'd you go

to school before here?

- South Side Academy.

- Ooh, costs a lot of money to go there.

- You rich?

- No.

Hey, that's nothing

to be ashamed of, man.

I'm not ashamed.

- Knew he was rich.

- No, I'm not, really.

Hey, listen, pal,

it's obvious you got bread.

Question is, you got sense?

I'm serious.

Do you have sense?

Hmm? Hmm?

- I think so. Sometimes.

- I think so too.

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