Stand by Me Page #4

It's nothing, right?

Then if you don't mind,|I'd like to finish this game...

...before I start collecting|my social security, okay?

You're up, Billy. Move it.

All right, give me this f***ing stick.

Let's play ball.

Foul ball.

Vern, it looks like|your mom's been out driving again.

That's so funny I forgot to laugh.

Stand back, men!

Paratroopers, over the side!

"No Trespassing" was enforced|by Milo Pressman, the junkman...

... and his dog, Chopper.

The most feared and least seen dog|in Castle Rock.

Legend had it that|Milo had trained Chopper not just to sic...

... but to sic specific parts|of the human anatomy.

Thus, a kid who had illegally scaled|the junkyard fence...

... might hear the dread cry:|"Chopper, sic balls!"

But right now neither the dread Chopper|nor Milo...

... was anywhere in sight.

Teddy's crazy.

Come on, men, move it out!

He won't live to be 20, I bet.

Remember the time you saved him|in the tree?

I dream about that sometimes.

Except in the dream I miss him.|I just get a few hairs and down he goes.

It's weird.

That is weird.

But you didn't miss him.

Chris Chambers never misses, does he?

Not even when|the ladies leave the seat down.

Race you.

- No, I don't think so.|- Over to the pump.

- I'm kind of tired. Go.|- You're a dead man, Lachance!

It looks like Lachance|has got him this time.

He's got Chambers beat.

But what's this?|Chambers is making his move.

Lachance is fading|and it's Chambers at the tape.

The crowd goes wild.

You guys been watching|"The Mickey Mouse Club" lately?

I think Annette's tits are getting bigger.

- You think so?|- I think so.

I think he's right.

I've been noticing that the A and the E|are starting to bend around the sides.

Annette's tits are great.

This is a really good time.

The most.

A blast.

Vern didn't just mean being off limits|inside the junkyard...

... or fudging on our folks...

... or going on a hike up the tracks|to Harlow. He meant those things, but...

... it seems to me now it was more|and that we all knew it.

Everything was there and around us.

We knew exactly who we were|and exactly where we were going.

It was grand.

Great, spit at the fat kid. Real good.

What time is it?

It's a quarter after one.

You'd better go get the food.|Junkyard opens at 3:00.

Chopper'll be here.

Sic balls.

You go. You can pick us up|on the way back.

I'm not going alone. We should all go.

- I'm staying right here.|- I'm not going.

Girls, cool it. We'll flip for it.

Okay.

Odd man goes.

That's you, Gordie, odd as a cod.

Flip or eat lead.

Four tails.

Jesus, man, that's a goocher.

- That doesn't mean anything.|- No, let's go again.

That's really bad.

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