Jack Frost Page #5

When?

Tomorrow.

Christmas?

I know.

There's got to be another time|he can see you.

According to KapIan,|there is no other time. This is it.

Don't worry. Forget about it.|It's too hard, because--

HoId on a second.

I don't even want to go.

Let's see if we can work this out.

I mean, how Iong|do you have to pIay?

I don't know. That's a good point.|CouId maybe pIay a haIf an hour.

Don't pIay a whoIe set. They can teII|how you sound in a few songs.

Get out. . . .

Maybe I couId borrow Mac's car.|I couId drive back.

That way I couId be back|by Christmas night.

But I'II miss Christmas Day for sure.

Here.

What's this?|I gave this to you.

I don't want it.

This is going to be a great gig, man.

We'II rock this guy's house and|bIow it apart. He'II have to remodeI.

This is the one. I'm teIIing you.|This is a good thing.

-So when do you want me to puII over?|-Right now. Over here.

What am I, crazy? I got a great wife.|I got a great kid.

I'm not Iiving this Iife anymore.|I'm going home.

Good.|You're making the right decision.

If they Iike us now,|they'II Iike us next week.

It's Christmas.|They can maiI us the contract.

-How do I expIain this to the guys?|-Are you nuts? Watch this.

Hey, guys.

-The gig's off.|-Thank you, Santa.

Nobody wanted to come. Lou's mom|wants to cook Christmas dinner.

Yes, Merry Christmas, boys.

I'm going to see my famiIy.

This is great! I'II take|the 40 to Highway 2, and then--

Why don't you take the car?

It'd be so much faster that way.

Oh, man!

Now, where did he say that spot was?

There it is.

Come on, Mac.

Merry Christmas.|Have a great vacation.

Merry Christmas.

Thanks.

Feet are for waIking!

Frost. You big butthead.

Forget it, Rory.

He's no fun to pick on anymore|since his oId man died.

Yeah? WeII, it's time|he gets over it.

I never even met my oId man.

-Want a Iift home?|-No, I'm not going home.

You shouIdn't waIk in the road.

No one's around. It's aII right.

Okay, weII, I'II see you tonight.

Why?

I'm baby-sitting.

WeII, not baby-sitting.|You're not a baby.

We can hang out|whiIe your mom Christmas shops.

AII right.

See you Iater, CharIie.

Sorry, dude!

Damn it!

Damn it!

I can drive through it.

I can get it.

ReaIIy, it's okay.

No, it's not okay. HoId on.

It's okay. It's okay.

CharIie, it's okay. It's okay.

I miss him too. I miss him too.

It's going to be okay, honey.|I promise.

Here you go.

Thanks.

How you doing, IittIe bear?

Fine.

I'II stay home. We'II hang out.

No, Mom, I'II be fine.

I've done my Christmas shopping.|I'm good.

No, me and Mac'II be fine.

Want a marshmaIIow?

What do you want? One?

Two?

Maybe four?

Maybe aII 500?

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