Foxes Page #3

God, Jeanie, I don't know how

you can even talk to that guy.

I mean, like, he looks like,

he could hypnotize you like a

cobra or something, you know.

And the next thing,

you're out on the Boulevard

and you're dressed like

the Pointer Sisters.

I knew Annie wouldn't be here.

She's not that bananas.

I don't know.

- Hey, there's Mary!

- Who's she?

She's in my floral arrangement class.

Jeez, what a weirdo.

- Mary Weirdo.

- The Merry Weirdo.

Hey! Annie! Annie! There's Annie!

- Annie!

- Jeanie!

Jeanie! It's Jeanie!

Come on! Get in the car!

I'm walking my dog!

What, on Hollywood Boulevard?

I just found him! This is Loser's belt.

Just get in the car, okay?

Hey, baby, move it, will you?

You talking to me?

No, creep, you ain't my baby.

You don't talk to my woman like that.

Come on, just move it, will you, friend?

I ain't your friend.

You're busting my a**hole, a**hole.

Come on! Get in!

Jeanie!

You're on probation, you dumb sh*t.

You're supposed to stay out of Hollywood.

Loser was taking me home.

Well, just stay away from Loser.

He's in a street club.

I just wanted to get home and see

my mom before my dad gets there.

Yeah, he wants to put you in a hospital!

- A hospital?

- For severe maniacs.

He can't do that.

He can't?

I'm totally freaked.

You see your dad's car?

- Nope.

- And what about your mom's?

No, she doesn't have a car.

Okay.

Oh, man.

We were going to call, Mrs. Mallick.

I mean, my mom was gonna call.

Mom wants to know if

Annie could stay over our

house for a couple of days.

If that's okay with you.

Just so long as her dad doesn't come

along with a straitjacket or something.

If you wouldn't tell him where she is,

I'd really appreciate it.

I don't tell the man nothing.

I can't feel sorry for my mom.

Not while she takes sh*t from my dad.

Is this what you call barbeque flavor?

All right, let's check this out.

Here.

Gross!

You know, he's not really my dad.

Since when?

- It's true.

- No kidding?

Remember the flower children

that all the time used to do acid?

I was like 11.

I dropped acid and it all came out.

You know that guy, that cop?

He ain't my dad.

I saw my real dad. No sh*t.

- What'd he look like?

- Really cool.

A cross between Cary Grant

and the mighty Thor.

He was a motocross biker.

I don't see Cary Grant on a bike.

He was.

He was so beautiful.

You're crazy.

Hot breath.

Okay, now just cool it.

You know, just shine him.

Is that all you're eating?

Would you girls kindly

talk to each other?

What's wrong with her?

What's always wrong with her?

Please.

Forty-one cents, please.

- She's paying for it.

- All of this?

This okay?

That'll be fine. Thank you.

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