The Loved Ones Page #2

Who looks prettier?

Me or Bright Eyes?

You both look pretty.

What's the matter Bright Eyes,

you're not hungry?

Better not get too skinny...

...or Daddy won't like you any more,

will you, Daddy?

What are you looking at?

Do you want some?

# Open up for the aeroplane #

Is it finger licking good?

Is... it...

...finger... licking...

...GOOD?

Is it finger licking good?

Show me.

Toi...

What?

Toilet.

Toilet?

Not till you show me.

Show me!

Suck it.

Still need to go?

Ones or twos?

Ones?

Yeah?

Go.

Were you telling porky pies?

Bring the hammer, Daddy.

I killed your dog with this.

And a nail.

You've got 10 seconds to go

or Daddy's going to nail it to the chair.

One.

Two.

Three.

Four.

Five.

Six.

Seven.

Eight.

Nine.

It's crying.

I bet I kiss it better.

Or maybe I'll bite it off

so she can never kiss it again.

Princess!

- Oh! What happened?

- Where's Bright Eyes?

She's in her room

so she can't get out.

Where is he?

There he is!

Keep it on him.

Here, let me have a go.

Boys shouldn't hit girls.

Cry.

Cry!

Cry!

Cry!

Cry!

This one's for the Kingswood.

Here you are.

Thanks, Holly.

He thinks I blame him.

Do you?

That's me.

Oh... Keir Willis.

He was such a baby.

That's me again.

Duncan Fletcher.

He wet himself.

It was so funny.

See?

He wet his pants.

Rhys Agnew.

Boring!

Here's the one that got away.

Timmy Valentine.

He's probably dead by now.

And lucky last...

Oh!

I'm ready to draw on him now.

Shall we go in after this?

Sick of me already?

No. No, I just thought...

...you know, maybe we should

eat something.

Come here.

I'll feed you.

Your drawing gets better every time.

Throw it.

Not too much.

It's supposed to be bad for you.

We can't hear you!

We can't hear you!

We can't hear you!

Maybe...

Maybe we should go in.

Oh, here! You all right?

And this year's

Queen of the Dance is...

...Lola Stone!

Blow your whistle, King.

Blow your whistle, King.

Daddy!

Crown me.

# I've been tried and then tempted

# But now I'm leaving today

# All we had, baby's over

# So I be on my way

# Go onto another

# And don't you pay me no mind

# You're yet to discover

# Loving something you'll find

# Oh, my head in my hands,

it is sinking

# And my heart inside me is torn

# Are you sitting true...

What the f*** are you looking at?

#... we were through

# But I'll be oh, so lonesome... #

If you want to do that sort of thing

I suggest you go somewhere else.

# Am I not pretty enough?

# Is my heart too broken?

# Do I cry too much?

# Am I too outspoken?

# Don't I make you laugh?

# Should I try it harder?

# Why do you see...

When I find my Prince,

this is the song we're gonna dance to

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