Hello, My Name Is Frank Page #5

no, we'll pay you double.

- My trip's only a few days.

- Nope, no thank you.

We'll pay you a months' salary

just to stay till I get back.

- Give me my stuff.

- Come on!

- ( Grunts )

- Rick!

Donald trump

couldn't pay me enough

to take care of that lunatic!

That's it.

I can't go.

I can't...

You have to.

I can't be trapped alone

in a car for two days

with Hannah Montana over there.

She'll have me Kumbayaing

before we're even out

of the driveway.

( Sighs )

I can help, of course,

but I can't manage a 24/7 watch.

I'm sorry, you guys, I can't go.

I cannot leave frank alone.

You can go.

I'll be fine.

I... I... I'll call you

every day until...

Until the day

that you don't call me?

It's only for a couple of days.

It'll be fine, right?

Oh, please don't flake.

You have promises to keep.

Alisa, if Rick hadn't quit,

maybe I'd consider it,

but something

is going on with frank.

I can feel it.

I can't leave him

alone right now.

Why don't we bring frank along?

You mean frank?

Oh, my god.

I'm so sorry.

Oh, my god, Laura.

I don't know why I said that.

I'm just really hungover.

- And I...

- Alisa:
F*** no!

I'm not gonna be trapped

in a car with a grown-ass man.

We're supposed to have fun

on this trip.

Look, I lied to my parents

about going on a church retreat

this weekend.

- So, we can't bail now.

- No!

No, this is a totally

f***ed up idea, Laura.

You can't seriously

be thinking about this.

I don't know if I have much

of a choice.

Come on, it'll be fun.

Hey, frank,

wanna go on a road trip?

( Bass guitar strums,

drum sticks tapping )

( Barks )

( Music playing )

Kim:
Thanks for

driving first, Laura.

I'll take over

when my head clears up a bit.

No prob.

Do you wanna

sit up front, frank?

There's more room up there.

He can't sit next to the driver.

Why not?

Ow.

- Sorry.

- Laura:
That's why.

( Music continues )

Been calling the shots

of what you

sold this picture

been cold

in the shadows...

( song changes )

No way.

We are not listening

to your Satan worshiping,

air-drum thrashing

insult to music.

What?

( Changes song )

Anybody wanna play

the license plate game?

Punch bug?

Alphabet game?

Sisyphus?

The movie game is a good one.

Yellow car?

( Bell dings )

Do you want anything?

- Laura?

- Yeah.

Why was Stacy

buried so far from home?

Well, her mom's family

is from up there.

So that is home.

And it was your idea

to take this trip?

Well, we all made a promise

to Stacy when she was dying.

She kept saying

how she'll never see

her 18th birthday.

And we were

just sitting with her

and all we could

think to say was...

We'll spend

your 18th birthday with you.

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