Howard the Duck Page #6

I'll just make the hle myself.

N, please, man, n.

Man, please! Dn't!

- he mney!

- Sure. Sure, here!

Yu take the mney!

Take it! It's yurs! Take it!

And, yu're nlnger

their manager!

Listen, kay.

Everybdy in here is a witness.

I'm letting the girls

ut f their cntract, kay?

Tell yur gns to stay back!

I'm warning yu!

- Stay back, Ritchie!

- I bite yur face...

...yu're a dead man, Ginger!

- What are yu talking abut?

Space rabies!

- Ritchie, is that a real disease?

- I dn't knw, Ging.

I heard smething

abut that n the news.

hat's right, space rabies!

Yeah, ne bite...

...and it's agnizing death in 15 secnds.

Bite, bite, bite!

We're all music lvers, huh?

Gd...

What a die.

- hse guys are a bunch f fIs.

- Obviusly the wrng crwd.

I'm running ut f sticks to thrw at peple!

Sucks!

- Nw wh?

- Lk, tell him to gaway.

Dwn here, dll.

- Is Beverly in?

- Ww!

Geez, yu must be K.C.!

- Meet Hward.

- Ww! Hi, h, Hwie.

We'e heard smuch abut yu.

Of curse, we didn't believe it.

Y, hw weird.

- Hi ducky.

- Hi tots.

Hw's the wrld

been treating yu?

- Guess.

- I was wrried abut yu.

- I missed yu.

- Well, sex appeal...

- Sme guys gt it... and sme guys dn't.

- Hward...

Listen, I'm srry we fught.

Yu're the nly friend I've gt here.

Hi, srry I missed the shw.

I came to watch yu undress, thugh.

And I brought a pizza.

Hward!

By!

hank Gd yu're back.

I'e been wrking n

the mystery f yur arrival.

What's he ding here?

Well, he and Rnette have srt

f gt back together.

I dn't knw wh's mre desperate

fr dates, yu r me.

What?

Anyway, Hward, I was talking

to sme astrol- physicists.

Yu knw, the guys whdiscvered

that Aztecs came from Mars?

- Well, these guys cncluded...

- N!

...that yu arrived here

in a space craft millins f years ag...

...and must've remained frozen in ice.

- Gaway!

- Rnette, culd yu shut this by up?

- Hward...

- What's a pizza?

- It's a circular Italian fd bject.

Hward, I didn't buy that thery either,

sI did sme research...

...and I discvered an ancient race

f large ducks wrshipped by...

...primitive Smans.

- Leae me alne!

I was barking up the wrong tree.

I knew that.

But tonight I am getting cncrete

evidence abut hw yu gt here.

- Yeah...

- Wait a minute. Oh, I gtta make a call.

- Phil?

- Nsex nw, I'm wrking.

Gt a place to stay tonight?

Oh yeah, by the way,

I frgt.

- I had a little talk with yur manager Ginger?

- Yu talked to that slime?

- What fr?

- I gt yur mney from him.

Ducky,

I can't believe this!

I alsgt him to agree that it was time

fr him to step aside as yur manager.

What?

Yu gt rid f Ginger?

- Mr. Duck, yu're wnderful.

- Yeah...

his is it!

I'm ut f here!

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