Breakfast Of Champions Page #3

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Oh, Harry. Dwayne Hoover has fewer

bad days than anybody else I know.

- But why me?

- Oh, Harry!

why me?

Dwayne? Honey!

- Not now, Francine.

- I mean, Mr. Hoover.

- Just leave me alone, please.

- we didn't mean to embarrass you.

- I was embarrassed.

- Sweetheart, can we have breakfast?

Please? After all, it's your birthday.

Don't touch me. They're all watching.

Nobody can see what we're

doing. Nobody can hear us.

Hey!

- Francine.

- what?

- why are you pouring cream on

my bananas? - It's not cream.

It's La Creme. It's

like cream only better

I only like sugar on my

bananas. Francine, you know that.

I don't like when you're

sharp, Dwayne Hoover,

and you've been sharp

quite a lot lately.

It's beginning to make me think that the

things Harry Le Sabre says about you are true.

what things? what's Harry saying?

Oh, that you've changed, that

you're not the man you used to be.

I swear, Francine, this is why I go home

and talk to my dog for hours and hours,

and my dog hates my guts.

Dwayne Hoover, am I losing you?

The only thing anyone's losing

around here is their mind, Francine.

If you don't like me anymore, Dwayne

Hoover,just say so. I can take the truth.

Truth, truth, truth.

Damn, Rosemary, take them damn pills!

You're turnin' me into plutonium!

Good morning, Mr. Hoover.

- You're looking especially well

this morning. - Excuse me!

we are having a private-

Francine! I mean, sir! I'm sorry-

we are having a private

conversation, if you don't mind.

we gotta get outta here right now!

Get your hands off me, murderer! I

want Dwayne Hoover to take me home.

Vernon, this is a demerit

on your performance record.

I know things that could

make your head spin.

My head spins all the time.

I'm trying to make it stop.

we gotta get outta here right now!

Oh, I can't stand that

woman. She is such a phony.

That was a real violation of protocol.

Dwayne? Dwayne?

Hey, I didn't know Vernon had

an SE coupe just like mine.

- Rosemary!

- I don't care! I love him!

- Francine.

- Except he's got a rear deck spoiler.

- Francine, please.

- They look awfully masculine,

don't you think, Dwayne?

- Francine, please be quiet.

- Dwayne, are you changing again?

- Harry was right.

- Oh, shut up!

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry, Francine. I didn't mean it.

- Sit down, please.

- No!

Mr. Hoover, I am crossing the

street and going directly to work.

Hey, Dwayne Hoover. How ya doin'?

I will behave in a professional manner

no matter how much you've changed.

A thousand dollars.

That's a lot of paper.

A lot of paper a thousand dollars.

who in their right mind would

give me a thousand dollars?

why me?

And they think I can write? I can write?

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