Idle Hands Page #3

No, you don't understand. I'm...

Do you want to come inside and talk?

You never gave me a chance to thank you.

That book is important to me.

So...

...nothing cooler than

a chick bass-guitar player.

Especially one that writes

her own lyrics.

You read them?

I couldn't help looking in the book.

They're amazing.

Look, I even got

my favourites memorized.

Devil girl with nothing to lose

She got wind in her hair

And gum on her shoes

I was 13 when I wrote that.

Yeah, well...

...they're amazing.

Thanks.

I should not be here, Molly.

Safer in here than on the streets.

There's a killer out there.

That's exactly what I'm saying.

I'm dangerous.

Oh, yeah?

How dangerous?

I'm not kidding.

I've done stuff, you know?

I'm impressed.

I never would've thought you'd have

the balls to just grab me like that.

Me either.

You're kinky.

That's me.

Move it, people! Let's go!

Some of us are

on serious missions here.

There's evil out there,

and I gotta kick its ass!

Sh*t, my parents are home.

We'll have to pick this up later.

My parents might take offense to some

bloody boy banging their daughter.

Tomorrow.

- You want to see me?

- Come by at 7.

The curfew's annihilated our options,

but we can go to the dance.

I thought you said

the streets weren't safe.

I'll protect you.

Dearly beloved...

...we're gathered here today

because you're all dead.

And it's my fault.

Mom, Dad...

...what can I say? I mean...

...you brought me into this world...

...you put a roof over my head,

you fed me until I killed you.

If you look at it that way, I haven't

been a good son, but I'm really...

...really, really sorry.

And wherever you are...

...I just want you to forgive me...

...because I'm gonna try to change.

Mick...

...Pnub, guys...

You guys were the greatest.

I'm never going to forget...

...the way we sat around all day,

watched TV and got really stoned.

And all those other times

where we just...

I guess that's all we did.

Amen.

Over here.

Anton, help me.

Come on, man.

I can't breathe down here.

Anton, can you hear me?

Yeah, man, Mick.

Now get me out of here.

You're dead.

No, I'm not.

You conked my head pretty good.

I must've been unconscious.

- You think?

- I know, f***er. Now dig me up!

Stay where you are, Mick!

Please don't kill me.

Watch it, man!

What did I take last night?

That dream was intense.

Intense.

- Turn it up. Check it out.

- Yeah, I'm watching.

Did you see?

- Guys!

- That's funny.

Thank God you're alive, because

I had this dream that I killed...

Sh*t!

Sorry about that thing

with the shovel.

- You're dead.

- Easy, tiger.

Undead, actually.

You said you were unconscious.

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