Super Hybrid Page #2

Sure, honey, what you do during

your range is your problem.

I'm serious.

Rides to the sunset

and dispatch.

-I mean, your sweetheart.

-Right.

Listen, we have much work

to do until morning.

All these cars need

be removed and cleaned for

paint next week.

Start by taking inventory

with what's left on level 3.

-Fast.

Yes, sir.

-Fast.

Yes, sir.

As well

do not know what kind of car is it?

Take a look...

Okay, but I must warn you,

the last car that could not

identify model and year

I was 15, was a Coupe

Custom 1940.

Thank you.

That's what I thought.

And Tilda told me that there is something

very strange about this car.

For one thing, Bobby.

Enough with this business of her aunt.

I'm not old enough

to be his aunt.

-But you are my aunt.

-It does not matter.

For those who want to know,

're just cousins, right?

-Understood.

-What about us?

She told us, I obey.

There's something in the painting.

There seems to metal.

It's not fiberglass.

Strange.

Has no connection. Look.

It is a compound.

I suppose it's factory.

I think it's a 76 or 77.

The lines are perfect.

-Must be a mistake.

Well-thought.

I think not.

-This is what I said.

Yes, it's almost like...

Like what?

It is as if to show

this model for someone

and build a copy,

but

is like making memory

because it is...

is almost identical

to look closely.

Who would do something like that?

Al, where is Hector?

Yes, I would pursue it.

-Yes.

-I will.

-Goodbye, friend.

It's still warm.

Can not be.

They brought him this morning.

Nothing?

Til?

It's not like any engine

I have ever heard.

It's more like... a hearing...

I open to you.

-Open the hood?

Yes, I will try.

-Got it?

-Apparently not.

Nothing.

Okay, you know what?

We will bring a ramp here.

Let's take it to level 2,

suspend it and look better.

Al, wait.

We are forgetting Hector.

-E, Al ..

-I can get it for you.

-I will take it.

No, no, guys. Go up, right?

We met there.

Do not start again.

Okay.

Al!

Hey, Til, come look at it.

What?

You changed the car?

-No.

How so "no"? He just...

They just move.

Okay, very funny.

Let's take it back before

that Ray has a tantrum.

Al!

-Tilda, open, open!

-Come on! Al!

-Tilda!

Help! Al! Help!

Help! Al!

-Get me out!

-I take it, I'll take it!

Al!

Tilda!

Al!

Help!

Help!

Stay here.

Help! Help! Hey!

Let's see, raise your hands

those who think that Hector and Al ..

were killed by a car cannibal?

-I am not crazy, Ray

-You think I'm stupid?

Or Al, and Hector... eaten?

Come on, guys, probably

are in this together.

I'm not crazy!

Ray, there was something

very strange about it.

This is the part where the crime

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