Happy Birthday to Me Page #3

You see, Virginia,

Dr. Feinblum was convinced

that your brain tissue had been

restored by his treatment.

- And today I remembered.

- Yes.

And tomorrow

you will remember more.

- Even the...?

- Even the accident.

You know, I'm not saying

it's going to be easy.

Some of the memories

may be very painful.

That's why you've repressed them.

But you will remember, Virginia,

and you will be complete.

It's scary.

Yeah.

I won't let anything

or anybody hurt you.

No, I won't.

See you.

Good night, Ginny.

Come on, Etienne!

Come on, Etienne!

Come on, baby!

This is your match!

Do it, baby!

You can do it!

Take it home! Take it home!

Take it home!

Come on, you bastard!

We've got 50 bucks on you!

Come on! Go!

Boogie down, baby!

Boogie down!

You did it!

That was fantastic!

Did you wipe that mother out!

- At 4 to 1, we made 200 bucks.

- 200 bucks?

- We are rich!

- This calls for a celebration!

The Silent Woman!

You've got it!

But first I have to clean up my bike.

- Well, we'll meet there tonight.

- What time?

Seven o'clock.

- Okay, see you then.

- Bye.

Bye-bye.

It's too bad Bernadette

wasn't here to see you win.

I had to win.

I was carrying this next to my heart.

- God, you've got a lot of nerve.

- That's not all I've got.

Want to see?

What the hell are you looking at?

God, that Etienne.

What a mover.

No wonder Bernadette took off.

Are you kidding?

She loves it.

Don't you know

that they've taken a room

in some seedy motel

and are doing it every night?

Oh, come on! They are not.

How do you know?

My sweet, innocent Virginia,

I've got a lot to teach you.

Guys, no answer at Etienne's.

You think he'd come

to his own celebration.

And where the hell is Alfred?

He's on a new biology project.

He stuffs students.

Come on, you guys.

He's your regular all-American boy.

Ghoul.

All-American ghoul.

Come on, Steve.

He's not that bad.

I think these girls like Alfred.

I think they would like to be

stuffed by Alfred.

Why don't you get stuffed, Rudi?

God, you're gross.

Just piss right off, Maggie, okay?

Rudi, Maggie, look.

You've got to quit this bickering

back and forth, all right?

Now, come on.

Kiss and make up.

Well, there's no problem there.

Come on, let's party.

The night's young.

For God's sake,

what's this all about, Ann?

I don't want to see Alfred.

He's probably still in the lab

stuffing something.

Stuffing what, I wonder.

He has been acting

very odd lately.

Just go around back

and keep watch, okay?

Fooled you.

Jesus Christ!

You just scared the sh*t out of me.

Is he in?

No, and the door's locked.

But there is a window that's open.

So?

So, why don't we go in there and see

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