Grand Canyon Page #4

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that's chewing its cud

next to the road

that you ride by on

at 70 miles an hour.

Small.

Oh, yes...

it's small.

My name is Mack.

Yeah?

Simon.

Oh!

No!

Aah!

Aah!

/ said left!

/ told you left!

You scum-sucking pig!

/ must have

heard you wrong.

No!

/ told you not to move!

- Aah!

- Aah!

Aah!

Where's the shot?

What shot?

You took out the shot.

Which shot?

The money shot...

the bus driver's head,

the brains-

on-the-window shot,

the viscera-

on-the-visor shot.

We thought we'd show it

to you like this,

without all the...

Put it back.

Don't show me anything.

You don't need it.

You're not even

giving it a chance.

How does the rear-view

mirror gag work without it?

Am I the only one here

who respects the writing?

I got to help these kids

on the bus.

Right. Counselor

in training.

When I get back from camp,

I'll practice driving

every time we get in the car.

That gives me a month

to relax.

Have a great time, pal.

You, too.

I'll write a lot.

Yeah.

All right, you have

15 seconds to tell me

all the mother stuff

one more time.

Sunscreen, hat,

allergy pills,

summer reading,

floss.

Watch out for

poison oak, lyme ticks,

bears, dragons...

pestilence.

Just be careful,

O.K.?

Write if you

need anything.

Mom, I'm going to camp,

not the army.

I love you, sweetheart.

Me, too.

Be happy.

He's leaving home

Bye-bye

I got to go.

You O.K.?

Mm-hmm.

O.K. Call you later.

O.K.

I don't want

to go!

Come on, son.

Come on, son. You're

going to have fun. Really.

That's your

good luck hat.

Bye-bye!

O.K., Robby, you ready

for an adventure?

Mm-hmm.

We're going to figure

this town out, you and me.

Here we go.

You ride shotgun.

O.K., Mommy.

O.K.?

O.K.

Hey.

F***, you scared

the sh*t out of me.

The Rolex.

The car? You want it?

You got it.

A**hole. I told you

I wanted the watch.

The bleeding's

under control.

Just barely.

This guy's lucky.

What do we got here?

A gunshot wound

to the thigh.

Bone, muscle,

and arterial damage.

Is he conscious?

In and out.

Oh, looks like he's

coming out right now.

Severed the sartorious

muscle,

the anterior gracilis,

and partial trauma

to the rectus.

Femoral artery?

Jesus, what a mess.

Did the femur

just shatter?

See if it's even possible

to save the leg here,

O.K., O.K.

O.K.

O.K. Shh. Shh.

Yeah.

Yes. You got

a soapy head. You do.

Yeah.

What's that?

Yes, I know.

I know. O.K.

Here we go.

Right here where you can

see everything.

Mmm.

Yum, yum, yum, yum.

It's only

a paper moon

Sailing over

a cardboard sea

Where's that toe?

Here it is.

Look at this.

Oh, this is going

to look very good on you,

I can tell.

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