Lost and Delirious Page #4

So...

She's been planning

this trip to Italy all year.

I just can't call

her up and be like,

"Sorry, Mom, trip's off. I'm going

tree planting out west with Paulie."

Tory...

You know what I want to do.

But I can't.

She's been acting really

psycho lately, Paulie...

And I don't know...

I have to spend some time with her.

Besides, you and me will be

together in the fall at McGill.

We will be so together.

I'm going to plant 3000 trees a day.

And win a golden shovel for you.

She gets serious nightmares.

Shall we go easy

today for Mary Brave?

You are gonna love it in here.

It's so cool.

Are you okay?

You should be able to speak easily.

No pain, no gain, Mary Brave.

You're doing good for your first

time out. Don't you think, Paulie?

Not bad.

I think we're doing

seven-and-half-minute miles.

No way. Nine at the fastest.

We're dragging our butts, man.

-Oh sh*t.

-Oh, God.

It's so beautiful.

Don't touch it if you

don't want to get bit.

I wasn't gonna touch it.

Just leave it to me. Okay.

Okay, I'll take care of it.

I said just leave it to me.

I'll meet up with you later. Go.

Come on. When she has

something in her head...

Hey, there.

Hi!

One of you sexy ladies would like

to smoke a split with us?

Uh... but thanks.

We're in training so...

Hey, aren't you

Tim Moller's sister?

-Yeah, I'm Tory.

-Hi.

And this is Mary.

Nice to meet you.

I'm Jake Hollander.

And uh, this is John.

And that idiot is Phil.

-Hi.

-Hi.

So anyway um...

-We gotta get going.

-Hey, Tory,

isn't it Tim's 18th coming up?

down at the Bluenote?

Yeah. Yeah, it is.

Sounds like a good time.

You gonna be there?

Um... maybe.

Anyways, we gotta go.

I hope to see you there, Tory.

-"I hope to see you there, Tory."

-Shut up.

-I think he likes you.

-Who?

You know who.

He liked my tits.

They all like my tits.

-So you're gonna go?

-Where?

To your brother's birthday party?

And have all those gross guys

groping me? I'd rather stay home.

I wonder what Paulie's

done with that bird.

Paulie!

Paulie!

Oh, my God!

Is that for the bird?

If they can see too much they get

freaked out. And they go psycho.

-Do you think he's gonna fly again?

-I'm gonna take care of it.

This is gonna be way, way cool.

Come here.

I would so totally

lose it without you, P.

Don't worry.

I'm gonna protect you.

My mother, she really

liked to get her hands dirty.

I'm always afraid

of like... worm eggs.

Worm eggs?

Do worms lay eggs?

I think so.

Or no. I don't know.

I don't think they lay eggs.

I think they just kind of...

ooze up out of the earth.

Your mother,

she sounds pretty interesting.

I like a woman who doesn't

mind getting her hands dirty.

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