Silent Night, Deadly Night 5: The Toy Maker Page #4

You little sh*t!

Eat it butt head!

Cheer up

Tomorrow's Christmas Eve

and things are only going to get better

Derek honey I've been doing a

lot of thinking

and I want you sleep in your own

room tonight

now there's nothing to be afraid of

just try it for one night and I promise

if it doesn't work out

you can come back in here

and sleep with me

Will you do it for me?

Please?

I want you to go right to sleep

Come on

I'll be right here if you need me honey

Look out!

Son of a b*tch you're dead!

I couldn't stop

His pulse is strong

Dont worry he's going to be fine.

- I love you honey

Hello

Hi how are you

Hi

Thanks for coming

Sorry I can't stay very long

I've got to get back to the office

How is he?

The doctor said he'll be fine

but look at him

What a terrible accident

Sarah you think this is an accident?

Look!

What's this?

You tell me.

Hi Derek, hi..

You don't know me, but I'm...

Let's just say I want to

be your friend, OK?

Hey look what I brought for you

You'll find a very special toy in there

Very special toy for a very special boy

Come on Derek, it's OK

I want you to have it, take it.

- What do you want?

- Who are you?

I'm the baby sitter, who are you?

I'm a friend of the family, I'm looking

for Mrs. Quinn is she home?

She's working late, you'll have to

contact her at the office

Hey... Wait!

Open the door

Hey what are you doing, open the door

Go away!

Look I'm not going to hurt you,

I told you I'm a friend.

Come on let me in, I just want

to use the phone

I'm not supposed to let anyone in

Come on just tell me where Mrs. Quinn

works I'll go see her there, OK?

1200 Market Street, 5th floor

Thank you

Sarah

As he yawned and stretched

and scratched his head

he felt two furry ears

growing from his head

How amazing

Straight away he searched the room

for a mirror, without success

So he filled a basin with water

and peered down at his reflection

Yes there they were,

a pair of donkey's ears

Carlos felt shame, and grief,

and anger in turn

And cried in rage and beat his head

against the wall

Yet the more he roared, the

longer his ears grew....

What took you so long?

He wouldn't go to sleep

Mrs. Quinn going to home soon

What are we waiting for?

What's your story? Come on..

Buck come on...

Jeez, what are you doing?

I don't have the right tool to

get into your car, so..

I guess you have two choices..

You could um, break your window, or

you could let me give you a ride home

I'll take the ride

OK:

What?

Why did you run from me?

I don't know

I guess I panicked

I couldn't believe it was you

You scared the hell out of me

Sorry

I'm sorry

Things have been pretty crazy

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