Gingerclown Page #3

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- Look! We'll go inside and call for help.

- Do you think the phone still works?

I'm calling my dad, and then

I'm gonna call the police.

And then I'm gonna

grab Biff Russell's head

and beat it against the side of

his stupid car until I feel better.

What?

Sam. Can I ask you something?

What's in your bag? You've had

it ever since we got in here.

And you're holding on to it

like your life depends on it.

This... it's just a backpack.

I see.

Just a backpack, huh?

These...

These are important things to me.

Like this comic book. I've read it

like a hundred times already...

because in comic books,

anything can happen.

The good guy always wins

and... anything is possible.

And it's so... it's so colorful.

I...

I just carry the bag because I'm afraid

that if I put it down somewhere,

it'll get lost and I'll lose

all the things that I love.

Of course, it's just a comic

book and... and some crap, but...

somehow, that's me.

My whole life's in this.

You're saying your

whole life is in this bag?

Maybe.

I'm gonna go and take a look

over there. There might be an exit.

Well, hello.

Did you say something?

Not a single word.

A little bit to the right.

Right. Lower.

It's a rare moment to find such

a beautiful couple around here.

This has got to be a bad dream.

Compared to what awaits

you here, this is really nothing.

What...

What are you?

I'm a teakettle, a**hole!

What'd you think? Marilyn Monroe?

What is this place? And are you the

one that keeps playing with the lights?

Are you a f***ing retard or what?

As I said, I'm a f***ing teakettle,

not a stupid lamplighter from

"The Little Prince"!

What is this place, you ask? Well, honey,

this place is your worst nightmare,

the hell of those who

were expelled from hell,

the rollercoaster of death,

the a**hole of Cerberus

- or at least something very similar.

- Sam, let's get the hell out of here!

Would you just shut your dirty, diseased

traps? You're driving me f***ing nuts!

Hey, Biff! Aren't you

going after your girl?

They might be riding the

merry-go-around together

or, you know, something else.

Shut the f*** up, Jerry!

This is not funny.

The little whore called me a moron!

The little whore called me a moron...

and she kicked a dent in my car!

My beautiful f***ing car!

Now what?

Well, if we don't go out at midnight, maybe

Biff and the others will come in after us.

What? Biff, the knight

in shining armor?

Look, I'm really sorry you

have to deal with this.

It's my fault.

You're here because of me.

Biff and...

I hate Biff. He's a selfish,

arrogant, bullying,

dumb, envious, cocky egomaniac.

- Are you hearing this, too?

- Yeah, there's music.

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