Teen Wolf Page #2

- I'm sorry.

I've got the stuff that you ordered.

- Are you from the hardware store?

- Yeah.

Pamela? Excuse me.

Are you going to the party tonight?

- I'd like to give you a ride.

- The paint. My paint.

A can of cocoa, a can of mauve.

Am I right?

Right.

- Kirk, how was my reading?

- Beautiful, darling.

Very sensual. I'm still in pain.

Thank you.

You're welcome. Listen, about tonight...

I'm serious. I'd like to take you.

I've got a van.

Hope your acting's better

than your hook shot, boy.

I already have a ride.

Or maybe you were just acting

like a basketball player.

He just delivers hardware, Mick.

Maybe he should get back

to delivering it. Come on.

I said mauve. Not turquoise!

Mr. Lolley?

- The boss says I'm to pick up a keg.

- Is that right?

- The boss called you, right?

- Can't say he did.

Hot damn. The boss is throwing a bash

for one of the boys at the gravel pit.

He just got paroled.

Well, I've got plenty of bread.

Here. There's a little extra for you.

Got to see your ID... sport.

- I don't even like beer.

- Never... say... die.

Dad?

What would you say

if I wanted to quit the team?

- Quit the team?

- Yeah.

That's pretty drastic.

You're not the worst player they've got.

Your mother always said

you could do anything you wanted to.

- I was thinking of doing something else.

- Like what?

School play.

Theatre has its place, I suppose,

but what about

your commitment to the team?

Dad, has anything ever happened to you

that was so weird...

- Maybe we should have a chat.

- How's the king of nuts and bolts?

- Stiles, nice shirt.

- Thank s. Come on, we're late.

- Boof going with you?

- I don't know how she's getting there.

- Is this OK?

- Don't worry, I'll get it.

Have a good time. Be careful.

- Come on.

- Hey, listen. Stiles.

- Is there a rash going around?

- Why, you wanna catch one?

- I'm serious.

- No...

...but I heard Mr. Murphy,

the shop teacher...

...got his dick caught

in a vacuum cleaner.

Forget I asked.

- Stiles, you're crazy.

- No, not crazy. It's perfect.

Now you just stick this in your pocket like this.

You don't say anything except

"Give me a keg, buddy. "

Pay for it so he can't say you robbed him.

You know I'd do this myself,

but that old guy already kicked me out.

Give me the gun.

Give me the money.

- I'm gonna try and buy it. That's it.

- He's a ball buster and it won't work.

- It won't work.

- That's it.

Damn...

Never say...

...die.

No, not that. No, I think I'll leave it.

No, thanks a lot anyway. Bye.

Do you have any more of that liqueur?

My sister really liked that.

Yes, thank you.

Hey, Debbie, are you coming?

Hi.

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