As Night Comes Page #2

bomb off in a movie theater.

Wanted to know if they hung around here.

But you wouldn't know anything

about that, ricky, would you?

But if I go down, you go down with me...

Come on... you little prick.

Is he taking you out

with him tomorrow night?

Sean's been invited on

our little adventure, yeah.

Is that what you're

calling mischief night now?

What's mischief night?

It's this local holiday

that people like ricky here

take a little bit too seriously.

I mean, I can't talk.

I used to celebrate it back in the day.

It's more of the tradition,

a rite of passage...

It's customary to pull pranks, you know?

Tp houses, egg cars, sh*t like that.

But this f***,

this f*** likes to

outdo himself every year.

What do you got going on this year?

Anything crazy?

Who, me?

Just remember what I said.

Don't attract the cops.

Back to business.

I've got a lot of hungry

customers out there

on that dance floor.

No less than 200.

Huh.

All right, boss.

Oh, sean, sean, sean, sean.

Come back here.

Take a seat here.

Hey, man.

I heard about what

happened with your father.

That is some heavy sh*t

to go through at your age.

Just want you to know

my door is always open

if you ever need some cash

or something, you know.

I could use you.

You know, these kids...

I try to help these kids.

Some of 'em would be

dead if it wasn't for me.

Anyways, f***.

Go back to blondie out there.

Whoa... sean, sean, sean.

Remember what I said.

That door is always open.

So are we clear?

Meet up here after school tomorrow.

What are we doing tomorrow?

You'll find out.

Just tell me.

Can't. You're the new kid.

Still don't know if we can trust you.

Bullshit, you trust me enough

to almost get me arrested.

All right, calm down.

Like I said, it's a rite of passage.

Okay, and after tomorrow,

everything will be peachy.

Good? Yes.

Good. Sean, you cool?

Feeling some bad vibes here, boss.

Sorry, are we... boring you?

What? Are we too small-town?

Not like the peeps from the big apple?

Okay. Yeah.

All right.

Is this what you want?

You're always treating

me like I'm crazy.

Maybe I should jump.

Ricky, be careful!

This is what you expect, right?

Ricky, come on, get

down from there, man.

No, come on, man. Do it, jump.

Say I'm not crazy. Come on, man, say it.

Ricky! Get down!

Say it, say it!

Ricky! Jump!

Say it! Fine!

You're not crazy.

You're just a f***ing a**hole.

Maybe I am crazy.

Mom?

Time to get up. Go to bed.

Where's your... Where's your father?

Dad's gone, mom.

I can do it myself.

Where were you?

With friends.

Oh, that's good.

That's good.

I'm gonna take this.

You...

You were always so

good at making friends.

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