Shadow People Page #2

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of taking care of our son.

- I don't like him eating junk food.

- Yeah, so we'll go out.

I don't like him

eating fast food either.

All right, then I'll have the butler

whip us up something.

Don't be cute, Charlie.

This is serious.

Can't I be cute and serious?

Don't you think you should stop

wearing that?

It's confusing Preston.

Well, maybe I don't like

throwing things away.

Clearly.

What about you, huh?

Is it better to throw something out

after you're tired of it?

Trade it in for something new

and shiny and rich?

I was impressed with the fact

that he took an interest in my son.

Hey, wait.

Hey, no.

I take an interest in Preston.

He just doesn't like

the same things I like.

Hey, Charlie.

How's the DJ business?

I'm not a DJ.

DJs spin records.

Lovely to see you.

So what do you want to do?

- Nothing.

- Eh, come on.

Let's go out to the park.

We can throw the ball around.

Yeah, that would be fun...

if I was 10.

(LAUGHS) Oh, all right.

- What are you playing?

- Zombie Killer.

Yeah, that looks pretty violent.

Is that rated for adults

or something?

Yeah, but Robert

lets me play it, so...

Well, um, Robert

is not your father,

and I would prefer it

if you didn't sit around all day

looking at that garbage.

It'll rot your brain.

Yeah, you would know about garbage,

wouldn't you, Dad?

(TSKS)

It's not garbage.

This is all perfectly plac...

- I need that there for later.

- Good.

(DOG BARKING)

Bed-time, buddy.

Do you want me to leave

that other light on for you?

Why, you think

I'm scared of the dark?

No. I'm sorry.

I just... I... you're growing up so fast.

I forget sometimes.

Since when do you care?

Since you were born, buddy.

Since you were born.

(CROW CAWING)

(DISTANT SIRENS BLARING)

(CAR HORN HONKS)

(MUSIC PLAYING OVER RADIO)

- Preston, your mom's here.

(DOOR CLOSES)

MOM:
- Have fun?

PRESTON:
- No.

ROBERT:
- You beat my high score?

- Yeah, look.

Yeah, I love you, too, kid.

Hey. So that kid from the other night,

the one with the shadows.

- Yeah?

- He drops a package off at my house

filled with photos

and lab reports

of some crazy experiment

from Camden College.

- Well, you better make a copy.

- Why?

Because when the CIA confiscates it,

no one's gonna believe you.

No, man.

He's just some conspiracy nut.

Oh, please tell me you're not

buying into this crap.

No, you know, it's just something

interesting for the show.

Besides, you know, if my body

ends up in a dumpster,

it would probably

be good for ratings.

Yeah, actually,

speaking of ratings,

I talked to programming today.

And?

They said if our numbers

don't come up,

they're gonna start running reruns

of Raunchy Paul in our slot.

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