Cherrybomb Page #3

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- For home, before Chris ...

- Chris is my son!

Just like you.

He knows me. Only he knows why

I'm doing. I'll do what I want,

stand for the consequences.

You know why?

Why am ... man.

I swear.

My own decisions

worth more than the truth of it.

Where are your shoes, child?

- Come on.

- What are you doing?

- Get your hands off me!

- Dad!

You're not better than him.

- Let's go home, damn it!

- You spit on me?

Daddy!

He has in his pocket, right?

Do his dirty work?

Shut up.

I'm showing

its true face, son?

Come in.

That work there behind your thing?

If he wanted to take my

attention from work.

Succeeded.

Cares?

Sorry about that before.

I lost my mind.

It is not easy

for any of us, Michelle.

For me it is

something new, but ...

I just want the best for you.

I mean, I really am

trying to make it right, okay?

But both have to try.

It is new territory for me.

Not just a summer holiday

or visit ...

I know.

I will not interfere in your life.

After all, I'm just his father.

But just want

stay away from those guys.

They are a bunch of hooligans.

Try to be different this rabble.

Malachy and others.

Do not lower yourself to their level.

That's it, right?

Great.

I'm very proud of him.

- I always told him.

- He is.

So what will?

- Leave him in peace, Joe.

- I'm referring to your future.

All you have before you.

- I do not know.

- Got a long time.

- Okay, Malachy?

- I'm just saying,

I had to think about it, right?

- I can not believe. Seriously.

- Hear what I say, Joe.

Turn it off, Malachy.

- Just for today.

- Hello?

Sorry.

Apologize?

Tell off.

What will we do tonight?

- Malachy?

- Yes, I'm here.

So what will it be?

- I will not leave today.

- What?

Still pissed at me?

What, Malachy, already apologized.

Whatever I do?

I get on your knees?

Probably you'd like.

Think . I would Malachy

- Michelle ...

- Who is Michelle?

I do not know.

He did not tell me anything.

- I can not speak here.

- Okay.

Whatever.

Has the number of Luke?

will give me the number?

Disconnect.

I'll call you later.

Malachy, is not so ...

P*ssy.

So who is this Michelle?

Just a friend.

Why not invited?

We could meet her.

This is true, Malachy.

Why do not you invite?

I think not.

That's my boy.

Even blood "come-quiet"

- Shut up.

- What?

The Malachy.

Hey, we have something to sell?

Are you alone?

- I came here just for you.

- Lucky me.

Wow, you saved my life.

I like your music.

Hear this.

- I'll pee.

- Thanks for the info.

WHAT PEN, CARA,

Is missing the boat!

I + LUKE IN THE FIELD.

LAST CHANCE.

I'M NOT GETTING THERE!

Take a taxi

You know, life is.

- Lifeboat?

- I can not.

Not after last night.

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