Hounds of Love Page #4
Yeah? Well I'll tell you what.
I'll make it
my f***ing business.
Anyone's dumb enough to
let them kids back here again.
- F*** off.
- John, come out here.
- Stop hiding behind your missus.
- I said f*** off!
John! Come and face me, ya
f***in' weak piece of sh*t!
Piss off you f***!
What the f*** do you know?
Good luck to ya.
I'm callin' the cops.
F***in' call the cops. I bet
they'd like to know about
the f***in' boot-load of video players
I saw ya bring in last week, huh?
You're an embarrassment.
Troy:
Just keep itf***ing down
and stop going
through my f***ing mail.
Evelyn:
Lick my ass, you dog!She's here.
Take her hand.
Hang on.
Uh-uh.
Come on.
Shut the f*** up.
Vicki:
F*** you.F*** you.
I'm so sorry.
I'm gonna lie down.
Go and pick us up
some headache pills.
Drop her thing off
while you're out.
John.
I love you.
What was that?
I love you.
Hmm.
Well, how'd you feel
if you never saw me again?
That's exactly
what would have happened
if she'd have
got out that window.
Fix that sh*t up.
Sergeant Mathews: What were the
circumstances of the separation?
Just that if there was violence,
- or if one of you was involved with
someone else, you know... -Maggie: No.
Sergeant Mathews: It could
be a contributing factor.
Maggie:
No, it wasn'tanything like that.
I mean, lots of kids'
parents separate.
Sergeant Mathews:
Well, all I'm saying is,
we see kids run off from
situations like this every day.
Did you check for a note?
Maggie:
Uh, no,she didn't leave a note.
She just had pillows
under her sheets.
Sergeant Mathews:
Well, there you go.
She's probably just had a big
night and is sleeping it off.
I mean, you were teenagers once.
Maggie:
Yeah,but this is not like her.
I've spoken to her friends,
her boyfriend.
- I mean, no one's heard from her.
- Please, try and relax.
99% of the time, these
things sort themselves out.
- If she's not back by Monday...
- Monday?
I mean, she's...
What about those
girls down there?
Mrs. Maloney,
we're not in New York.
Those girls, all runaways,
all with stories
just like this one.
Now, I've got kids.
I feel for you.
But trust me, I've been
doing this a long time.
Now, hard as it might be, what I need you
to do is stay home and wait this out.
Look, I'll tell you
what I'll do.
I'll pass around
a description of her
and if I hear of anything,
I'll let you know.
Otherwise, come back Monday.
I'll eat my hat if you do.
She's not a runaway.
In the letterbox.
This just doesn't make sense,
the way it's written.
She just wouldn't
have said this.
Well, maybe she's trying
to make you feel guilty.
Oh, would you stop
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