Pee-wee's Big Holiday Page #2

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Attaboy!

Sharks pulling off a jewel heist?

It could happen,

but not if Scuba Cop happens to be

swimming around!

Cool.

Double cool.

Triple cool.

Uh, hi! What can I get you?

- Milkshake, please.

- Flavor?

Let's say chocolate.

Sure. Three, two, one.

Chocolate.

Boop!

Ooh!

Ooh!

La, la, la, la, la, la, la.

La!

Boop! Think fast!

Wow!

Thanks, appreciate that.

Mmm.

Mmm!

Mmm!

Wow, man!

This milkshake is outrageous.

- I really mean it.

- Probably...

top five, all-time.

Thanks, my specialty.

You know what would go great

with a milkshake of this caliber?

A Root Beer Barrel!

Only the best candy in the world!

It really is!

Distant second?

Charleston Chew. Third?

Tie between two candies.

Rolos and Skittles!

Shut up!

Shut up!

Shut up.

Well, all right,

Mr. Master Milkshake Maker,

what do you say you show me around

this little burg of yours?

Me? A tour of Fairville?

I'd love to!

Oh, I can't.

I gotta watch over the diner.

- I promised Dan and Beverly...

- "Promised Dan and Beverly"?

Will you listen to yourself?

You sound like a little baby.

We'll only be gone ten minutes.

Chillax, man.

Live a little.

What?

Live a little.

Live a little.

I have kind of limited experience

on a motorcycle.

Shh!

- You hear that?

- What?

It's the old highway callin'.

Get on.

Wicked-awesome view, dude!

- And it's right in your backyard.

- I'm glad you like it.

It roughly corresponds

to the model scale HO-187.

Wow, this is a whole new world for me.

A miniature world!

A miniature world.

I mean, look at the detail.

It's breathtaking.

You got a real gift, man.

Thank you.

Hey, how about that tour of Fairville?

Right over there, that's Dan's Diner,

where we met.

And there, Fairville Public Library.

Fairville High.

Tire Repair of Fairville.

Fairville Fire Department.

Barber of Fairville.

And this right here,

this little building is where Fairville's

premier music group, the Renega...

- What's wrong? What's that building?

- Nothing.

It's just some stupid building

where my stupid band used to rehearse

before we broke up!

Let me get that right out of there.

Stupid! Stupid!

You okay?

Yeah, sure. I'm fine.

Hey! What's that?

Is that your house?

I didn't notice you had a tree house.

Oh, I don't.

That's the only detail

of this entire model that doesn't exist...

yet.

That's funny.

You know, I always wanted

a tree house, too.

That is funny!

Say...

What do you say you and me

get a picture of us

at the site of your future tree house?

You ready?

Three, two, one.

Root Beer Barrels!

You know, I never caught your name.

Oh, it's Pee-wee. Pee-wee Herman.

And you are?

Good one.

Uh... what?

Wait...

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