Edwin Boyd Page #2

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Let's go. Let's go. Let's go.

Come on, what good

they ever done you, huh?

That's good.

Everybody down!

Didn't know you were home.

I am.

What are you smiling about?

Eddie?

I got some takeout there too,

if you're hungry.

Where'd you get the money

for all this?

I got an acting job.

An acting job?

Yeah, I did.

It's nothing big, but yeah.

I got a surprise for you.

You gotta cover your eyes.

That's what this is for?

Is that what this is for?

What are you playing?

What is it?

You're not going to tell me?

- No, I'm not going to tell you.

- Why?

'Cause it's a surprise.

Cover your eyes.

- The other way

- What?

Okay, come on.

Is it a play?

No, it's just

local entertainment.

It's nothing special.

All right, come on.

Keep 'em covered.

Keepin' 'em covered?

They're covered.

No peeking.

Watch your step.

There you go. There you go.

Don't let me slip.

Hold there. Hold there.

No peeking.

All right, open up.

Huh? We traded up

for a little extra.

Eddie, have you lost

your mind?

Well, I don't know.

It's beautiful, but...

Have they paid you already?

Don't worry about it.

Don't worry about it.

- Come look.

- Eddie!

Promise me!

I promise you.

I promise. I promise.

Oh, my God!

Getin.

You're nuts.

I like it when you smile.

Oh, my God.

Now you can quit

your job too.

Are you serious?

I'm serious.

Gotta pack him up.

- I'll get you.

- You can't get me.

Yeah?

I'm pretty sure I could.

- I bet you could.

- But I won't.

So I told your father.

Oh, Doreen,

Why'd you tell my dad?

Dad, stop moving.

Sorry, sorry.

I think he should know

that we're doing good.

He should know.

Okay...

Why don't you tell us

about your work?

What do you mean?

The people you work with,

who are they?

Why don't you let us

come visit you?

Doreen, I told you.

I got a bit part.

It's not like I can just bring

anyone I want down to the set.

Oh, anyone?

Yeah, well, it doesn't

work like that.

- Dad!

- Sorry.

Carolyn, pack in his legs.

He's not going anywhere.

Well, I think

there's a reason why.

Oh, yeah? What's the reason?

I think maybe

you don't want them to know

that you're married.

Doreen "The Babe of Brighton Thompson".

Hot Wheels!

No! No, Eddie!

Hot Wheels!

Worried about me?

Nothing to worry about.

Yeah?

Nothing to worry about.

Promise?

I promise.

What does it feel like?

What does what feel like?

You know, when you're...

acting.

I feel...

I feel alive.

I haven't seen you smile

in forever.

" That's me I. "

" The devil won't let me be. "

Hello, ladies. How are ya?

Oh, no, no, no, no, no.

Right where I can see you.

You too. You too.

You too, please.

Thank you.

Fill 'em up.

Fill 'em, fill 'em, fill 'em.

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