Jet Boy Page #5

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Yep. I think he's dying or something.

Do not talk about it.

The old man Palmer.

You know him?

Everyone knows everyone in this town.

Can get all scary sometimes.

Whats your point?

Let's put it this way.

I don't think he will be missed..

Why didn't your Mam come with you?

She gets car sick.

You know they used to grow up?

My mam and your dad.

I know.

Did he loved her??

How am I supposed to know?

Yah, I guess so.

It's hard to know with Boon.

Not with my mam.

I wish you guys stay longer.

Me too.

I do not think this is

such a good idea.

They are cool, Nathan.

Well, they didn't look so cool.

They got a car. What more do you want?

Hi is drunk.

So what?

Drop the damn bottle down, Dennis.

I mean it!

Your turn, Nat.

Lets go.

So what's that happy face ?

It is a sad face, stupid.

I'm lookin for a bruiser.

I'll be old enough able to vote by the time you finish it, old man.

You suppose you can do better?

Just about anyone could do better.

Do it, hot shot!

On the paper, not in my eyes.

So what else you do well?

Your old man got any job?

It doesn't look like he does. All the dress of you.

We make you said that.

What does he do, exactly?

He is a tattoo artist.

Shure he is!

Cool.

I got it for my birthday.

You promised me a lemonade.

My - it's right. I did.

You did!

Well I'm going to get you your lemonade.

No, no. No.

What is it?

How did you get that?

I got shot.

Who?

I trusted somebody I shouldn't have.

I am more careful now.

If it makes you feel any better, the guy

who made it went to jail. A long time ago.

I want to see that movie.

Tomorrow night it's half price.

We're leaving in the morning.

I get pissed whenever I want to. I have to

hide in the corner of nowhere.

Lloyd is happend fun.

Well he drunk his first beer - what do you expect?

Your eyes gonna burn a hole right trough me.

Your tattoo. Did it hurt?

A little.

Well, a lot.

Nathan.

I live still with my mam.

It turn her on if I wached.

It turn her boyfriends too.

Sometimes I wanna feel all this stuff.

I bet your mam sings in a church choir.

Yah, she does.

I just wannna be a good kid. That's all.

Nathan ...

Just don't sanyone, OK?

Our secret.

You don't tell mine, I don't tell yours.

It's not real.

It's a hole, man, I am telling you.

No, it's not.

How stupid are you? Ask Clay - his old man saw the X-Ray.

You're a dick.

Man, you give that back.

Your friend's stupid..

Is it real?

I guess is as real as you want it to be.

I'l prove it!

What is he doing?

Do it!

Sh*t.

You are OK, man?

Sh*t! We are screwed!

Looks solid to me.

It's real!

I can not go.

You have to get to Nathan for me.

He's your son!

I can't risk going in there.

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