Killer Klowns from Outer Space Page #4

but we're talking to Dave.

Now, just hold on a second, Mooney.

They say some people are dead.

Let's hear them out.

All right, Dave.

OK.

Clowns, cotton candy,

flying popcorn.

Go ahead. Let them make fools out

of the police department.

I told you,

I was just over there!

You going to believe

this little tramp?

Come on, Mooney!

I'm handling this, all right?

All right, all right, Debbie,

who's your friend?

Mike. We go to school together.

You two were up

at Top of the World together?

Yeah.

I know you, you little fart.

You hang out

with the Terenzi brothers.

Clowns? I get it.

Another one of their stupid stunts

to sell ice cream

from that goddamn truck

those hoodlums run around in.

Well, now I really believe this.

Well, you better go now, Dave,

before the clowns take over, huh?

And when you get back

from saving the world,

I want a full written report

so I can give it to the chief

when he gets back on Monday.

Look, everything happened

just the way we said.

We are telling you the truth.

All right, all right.

You two come with me.

Come on.

Hurry up, Dave.

Don't let them get away.

Go ahead, Dave...

...make a dummy out of yourself.

But you're not going

to make a dummy out of me.

You, in the back.

Uh... Oh... Um...

Whoa! Oh...

Excuse me.

Oh. Oh, my.

Ma)' I help you?

Oh, no!

Oh, no.

All right, we're going up there

to check this out.

First, I'm taking you home, Debbie.

No way.

I'm going back up there with you.

You can't tell me what to do.

Debbie, just listen to me, would you?

I don't have to listen to you.

You are not my boyfriend

anymore, all right?

Yeah, that's right.

I'm not your boyfriend anymore.

That doesn't change the way

I feel about you, though.

Dave, please.

Don't do this to me.

All right, Debbie,

you got a choice.

Either go home,

or I'm going to take you

back to the station and lock you up

for safekeeping. How's that?

Oh.

Pizza.

Uh-huh.

Oh! For me?

Oh!

Oh, Jim... is this from you?

- On!

Look, Debbie...

May I please speak

to Mike outside?

Fine. Sure.

Thank you.

Your old boyfriend?

This is great.

Will you come here?

He's probably going

to take me up on top of the hill

and shoot me.

Look, don't worry about Dave.

It's those clowns

you got to worry about.

Listen, as soon as you guys leave here,

I'm going to follow

you guys up there.

You're going

to follow us up there?

Debbie, I don't even

want to go up there.

Listen, you stay

inside the house

and keep the door locked.

I'll be back here in a little bit

to check on you.

OK?

You better.

That's good timing.

Ooh!

Oh!

Wait a minute.

Where is it?

Yeah, that's what

I'd like to know, pal.

It was right there

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