Hello Herman Page #3

for a story like yours would be.

That's 'cause there are

no standards for what I've done.

Come on.

Herman, you killed 42 people.

Somewhere in the world,

that happens every week.

What makes you so special?

I'm just a 16-year-old kid born

into a white, middle-class family.

I'm not some broke arab sucker

who grew up kicking pebbles

and thinks he's gonna become

a martyr when he grows up

and lay 99 virgins in heaven.

I mean, if that's heaven,

then Islam is even more

f***ed up than Christianity is.

- Are you religious?

- God is dead.

- Where'd you read that?

- Something I figured out.

You want to talk about your sister?

No, I don't.

Did you get picked on

at school, Herman?

What's that got to do

with God being dead?

It doesn't.

It has to do with you killing

these people, though.

Why... what did they

tell you at that school?

Did you?

Did you get picked on?

- Hello, Herman.

- How you doing, buddy?

Oh, you're playing games again.

Let's go play.

Let's go play.

No.

- No. Seriously.

- No, you're fine.

Let's play, uh...

Let's play a new game, okay?

All right?

You like that?

Come on. Come on.

You gonna cry?

Pansy.

Guys, guys, come on. Let's go.

- Come on.

- Come on.

You got to man up

one of these days, Herman.

Would you thought to do, what you did,

if they didn't do it in combine first?

- Yeah, but they did.

- But pretend they didn't.

Oh, come on.

They became real famous afterwards.

Everybody knows who they are now.

Do you think of them as heroes?

They said "f*** you"

to the a**holes.

After that, the freaks started

getting some respect.

But now that I've hit the scene,

I give them a weapon.

They'll be running the schools.

So you think you're part

of a revolution, is that it?

You'll see.

Kids all over the country are

gonna start doing what I did

until you a**holes finally

realize that we're here.

We matter, Lax.

What about the kids

you shot in cold blood?

Are they not part

of your revolution?

You sure don't speak like

the average 16-year-old.

Didn't I just explain this to you?

Do kids still, uh...

still play "The Hunt"?

Yeah, of course.

Well, what would you say

the point of that game is?

Well, you try to shoot everybody

and get lots of points.

What about "Post Shooter"?

Do you play that game?

Yeah, I own it.

- It's pretty hard to find, that game.

- Yeah, it is.

I've never played that one.

How do you play?

You go into the

post office one day

and you've had

enough of people's crap

and you shoot everybody

until they're all gone.

Sounds pretty easy.

There's a time limit.

And you get more points for

shooting people in the face

than you do the legs, stomach,

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