My Science Project Page #3

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Yeah. Just get that light out of my eyes.

Sorry.

- What is it down there?

- I don't know. A fallout shelter or something.

"You can protect yourself

from radioactive fallout. "

- Michael, what is it?

- Nothing. Please keep your voice down.

OK.

Michael, where are you?

Michael, it's really spooky up here.

Please come back.

Yeah. Just a second.

"Property of US Government".

Michael, I think I heard something.

"To be opened by authorized personnel

"only under controlled conditions".

- Ellie, toss me that big light.

- OK.

Thanks.

What...?

Michael, please come out so I can see you.

Hey, Ellie?

OK, that's it, Harlan.

This is the end of the line for me.

What are you doing up there?

We've gotta get outta here.

- On that ratty ground?

- There are worse things than rats.

- Yeah? Such as what?

- You kids! Hold it right there!

- Jail. Come on!

- Oh, God!

This is Federal property!

Just great! I'm gonna get arrested and end

up in some woman's prison somewhere.

Will you stop talking and run?!

- So, you come here often?

- Come on!

Come on, girl. Let's get 'em.

So what do you do for fun?

Hurry up.

Stop, you two! Freeze!

Hold it!

- Well, a night to remember.

- Look, I...

What was that?

I don't get it.

What did you do?

Nothing. It just died. Doesn't make sense.

I just tuned this thing.

- What's going on?

- Don't ask me. You're the car nut.

- What's going on?

- I don't know.

Damn!

Lucky we're close to town.

- Yeah? How's that lucky?

- We can walk.

- Not me.

- What are you talking about?

- I'm stayin' here.

- Staying here? Why?

First, I'd never leave my goat here, all right?

Secondly, if I walked into town

the whole world would know I broke down.

- Come on! It happens to everybody.

- Not to me.

Then why are we standing here?

- Oh, thanks.

- Are you OK?

I got a little car problem.

Can I use your radio?

Sure.

- Can I get channel 18?

- Yeah.

- Slower...

- Brooklyn Boy! Do you read me?

Rene...

Brooklyn Boy, read me?

Whoa! Come on.

Wait a minute. Wait. Oh, man!

Mike, is that you?

Yeah, it's me.

Listen, I got an SOS, OK?

Five miles north of town on 73,

do you read me?

- Hey, I'm comin'. Chill out.

- Hey, Vinnie!

My partner needs me. We're outta here.

So what am I? Kryptonite?

- Do you want a sip?

- I don't like beer.

Right.

Sawyer and Harlan!

Wait till Crystal finds out about this.

Rene, zip it up!

Hey, you punks! Move that piece of junk

to the side of the road.

Sit on this, butt plug!

Punk!

All right! Yeah!

OK, ease up. This is it.

That's good, Vinnie.

Not now. I'm not in the mood no more.

- You'll be begging me later.

- If you're lucky.

Motorhead Mike broke down?

Wait till we spread that around school.

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