Follow That Dream Page #3

in that jalopy and clear out.

On foot, huh?

- You claim you're out of gas, do you?

- Yes, sir.

And I'm mighty near out of patience

with this kind of government.

Joe, break out that spare can of gas.

I want your name and address.

You're gonna be billed for it.

We're the Kwimpers from Cranberry County,

just over the state line.

Just care of the county,

they always know where to find us.

- You're his son?

- That's right.

And she is your wife

and those are your children?

No, sir. Me and Pop, we're the Kwimpers.

Teddy and Eddy,

sitting over there on that car...

...they're some sort of fourth cousins

or something.

After their folks died,

we just sort of took them in.

They don't cost us much, though...

...on account of we collect aid

for dependent children.

That teenager there, she's Holly Jones.

She used to be our babysitter.

Her folks got killed in an auto accident.

She just stayed with us ever since.

And that little girl,

she was orphaned just last year.

She's just three years old

and her name's Ariadne.

All right, all right.

You're a self-appointed orphanage.

- Now, will you kindly get this mess loaded?

- Yes, sir. I was just trying to...

Now, wait a minute. Wait a minute.

He can't load nothing.

He's on total disability for a bad back.

- Oh, Pop.

- Total disability?

What do you collect?

Unemployment compensation?

- Well, relief is a...

- Lately, he's been favouring relief.

All wards of the government?

Well, look here, in 15 minutes

the Governor of this state...

...is gonna drive along this road

and dedicate it.

And he's not going to be looking

at any mess like this.

Yes, sir.

I don't know

why I should explain anything to you.

But this road...

This road is part

of a big public betterment programme.

Over there, we'll have a bird sanctuary.

- That'll be nice.

- Yeah.

- Back there, a wildlife preserve.

- That'll be nice, too.

Mr King...

...here come a bunch of cars,

it must be the governor.

Oh, no! He's early.

- Well, I got the gasoline.

- Never mind about the gas...

- ...let's get this place cleaned up.

- Just a moment.

You must be insane.

You said yourself, the public thoroughfare

is 50 feet from the centre line.

Well, the 50 feet ends right there.

Teddy and Eddy just measured it.

- Right, boys?

- Right!

Back! Back! Back!

What's it matter where it ends?

This is State property, you idiot.

This is private property.

Oh, no. He's stopping.

Mr King, what seems to be the trouble here?

Governor, Your Excellency, I'm very sorry...

...but these people are obstructing

a public thoroughfare.

We'll get rid of them right away,

Your Excellency.

Trooper... Sergeant, arrest these people.

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