Deck the Halls Page #3
- That's not possible.
- Mr Murray owns the dealership.
I just bought one of my own cars.
And the worst part is
I paid sticker.
- Hey, girls.
- Hey, Dad.
And?
- Sold a car the first five minutes.
- Buddy, no? Oh, my God!
Things are gonna work out
great this time, baby.
- I'm so proud of you.
- Great, great, great, great. Yeah.
- It's great.
- Buddy?
Buddy?
- Buddy? Bud?
- Yeah.
- I know.
- Don't you even.
You always do this.
You start out great, you lose interest.
And the next thing you know,
I'm up to my neck in cardboard boxes.
No, it's great. I'm a car salesman.
Hey, that's a good job.
It's a greatjob. Greatjob.
Car salesman, carpets, copiers.
Futons.
It's all the same.
I don't know, I was just hoping
that one day I'd do something big.
Something important.
Something monumental.
You are. You're going to pay off
our monumental debt.
Buddy, you promised me.
Well, I will keep my promise.
Everything's going to be great.
Daddy, Daddy, come look.
We got something real cool.
The honeys.
Hey, Dad.
- What do you got going here?
- It's MyEarth. You type in an address
and you can see every house
in the country from space.
Really?
Emily's used it to track
the five hottest guys in school.
Yeah. Three of them live two blocks away.
Wow. That's more math
than you've done in years. Did it hurt?
Loser.
Easy. You can see every house from space?
- Yeah.
- Let's see.
- Where's our house?
- Oh, you can't see our house.
But you can see the neighbour's.
- That figures. We're invisible.
- Buddy. Trash.
Space, huh?
Of course, you can see the big house.
See it from space?
I'll light it up.
Not gonna be invisible any more.
Three o'clock in the morning. Unbelievable.
Oh, man.
Buddy.
- Buddy.
- Hey, Steve.
Do you have any idea what time it is?
Are all the clocks in your house busted?
No. I know what time it is.
Oh, did you just need an excuse
to come over here in your underwear?
No, I was being sarcastic.
You gotta know that stuff like that
just goes right over my head.
- Hold these things. I'll strand them out.
- I will not.
That's why I came over here.
You're making all kinds of noise.
Do you have any idea
Yeah, it's pretty damn bright.
Look at that.
Oh, is that what's bothering you? The lights?
- Yes, that's right.
- I'm sorry. I didn't mean it. I'll turn them off.
Thank you. Thank you.
Steve.
Are we gonna be friends? Because
we just moved into the neighbourhood
and, boy, it would be bad
if I ticked off the only guy I know.
- That would kill me.
- Well, maybe I overreacted a little bit.
Well, you know,
I can be a real jerk sometimes.
Maybe we should just start completely over.
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