Blankman Page #4

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...they're going to arrest you

and lock you in the nuthouse.

No, Kevin, this is real.

The costume is bulletproof.

Besides, look at all these great gadgets.

See, these are handcuffs.

And I got stink bombs,

made from concentrated flatulence.

I collected it while you were sleeping.

Kevin, look at these.

Electric nunchakus.

Sorry.

This is a nightmare.

No, Kevin Walker. The best is yet to come.

I made you an outfit, too.

J-5, retrieve crime fighting outfit.

That's it. Get out now, Darryl!

Remember you said Batman had a costume

with gadgets? Well?

No, I said Batman had money.

Which is why I got to go back to bed

to wake up to make some for me and you.

Kevin, don't you want to make the world

a safer place?

I've been up all night.

Ever since my grandmother died,

he's just getting worse and worse.

I got bills to pay.

I can't even afford to pay for the funeral.

How's that lesbian

necrophiliac story coming?

Thanks for the love.

Hello, Betty!

Hello.

- What are you doing down here?

- I came to see if you were busy tonight.

I'm not busy tonight. What do you want

to do? You want to go out to eat?

That's not exactly what I had in mind.

I got a guy who's gonna snitch

on Michael Minelli...

...and my best cameraman's sick,

so I'm desperate.

So you come to me?

It's not exactly sheep whipping

or public spankings, but it's a job.

If things go well, it could be full-time.

You said you want to do real news.

Here's your chance.

- You in or out?

- I'm in.

I'm not in exactly where I want to be,

but I'm in.

Darryl, I got great news!

I got a real news assignment!

Darryl!

Darryl, I got a real job.

My God.

Car 6239, report to 425 West 10th Street.

Disturbance in alley of building.

Hey! Wait for me!

- Take me to 10th Street. On the double.

- It's not my route. I go to the Southside.

You don't understand!

There are innocent lives at stake.

I need your assistance.

I'm a crime fighter!

Sure you are. Listen,

pal, look in the back.

You're a freak, just like them.

Why don't you get in the back or get out?

Driver, take me to 10th Street now!

Get out of here!

I want my money, girl!

I don't have it, Biff, I swear.

Listen!

You better come up with it or I'll have

to slap you around. Understand?

I wouldn't do that if I were you.

What the hell is this?

ls the circus in town?

Get out of here before I hurt you.

Let the lady go.

- You want to take her place?

- No.

But I will if I have to.

I'll beat you like you're

one of my b*tches.

Then slap me around and call me Susan.

I warned you, Susan.

Someone should help that lady.

You give up or you want me

to get rough with you?

Listen, you little creep...

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