Rango Page #2

- Find your own hiding place!

This is good. - Oh, here she comes!

You better run, Mojito!

What? But you said "don't move".

- That was before. Now... you run!

Adios, amigo.

Oh, hey!

Where's your basket?

Oh, thirsty?

Please! Please don't! Please don't!

I have vertigo! My glands are swollen!

Please, no...

Hey...Madre de Dios!

You! I kill you, you stupid lizard

Get out of there!

I can't help but taste the days

of action! - Oh just shut up and shoot!

No, wait! Come back!

I was just kidding!

We friends, hey?

- I...I don't know you.

Lizards, frogs...- Move over!

- We' practically related!

Move over! - I let you

kiss my sister!

You son of a ....

Where are your friends

now, amigo?

Heeeeeeeelp!

Get your slimy,

webbed phalanges off my boots!

Oh! Uh...sorry!! - I got a beat on you,

stranger. You get up real slow.

Or you wanna spend your afternoon

pickin' your face back together!

No, no, no, no, ma'm,

I don't...

Who are you?

- Whhhoo...am I?

I'm askin' the questions here!

We're in the middle of a drought

now someone's

dumping water in the desert.

Now I suppose it's indeterminable s

omethin' to mention

but I intend to find out

what role you play in all this.

Role? - What are you involved in?

Oh! Well, I...I'm glad you asked. I've got

two one acts, a mystery and a musical

I've been gestating.

I've got the words. I'm just kinda

workin' on the melody. It's like a...

It's...I think it's gonna be

a western.

Hey, monkey got a cracker... Hmhmhm

His mother's making supper.. La-la-la-la...

You ain't from round here,

are you?

I..I'm...I'm still workin' on it.

Uh...so, what's your name?

Beans.

- That's a funny kind of name.

What can I say, my daddy

plum loved baked beans.

Well, you're lucky

he didn't plum love asparagus.

What...what are you sayin'? - I mean,

I...I enjoy a hearty puttanesca myself,

but I'm not sure that the child uh...

would appreciate the moniker.

My daddy was a fine man. Even if he

did exibit proclivity for lagoons ...- Hm, spicey.

You're eating his ashes!

- Uh. You carry his remains?

No! His ashes. He loved to smoke.

They never found the body.

Oh! Well, I'm sure he had his reasons.

What are you implyin'?

- Nothing. I...

Oh! Well,

I'm sure he had his reasons.

My daddy was never near that mine shaft.

He'd been sober for over a month.

And for you to insinuate that he would

abandon his parental responsibilities

at a delicate time in my personal

development is an up front to my

Miss Beans?

Miss Beans?

Hello?

Hee-lo?

...and I'm telling to people that "Adndromeda 5"

will return safe and sound

and I will not sell my ranch!

What? - What are you doing?

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