Stitches Page #4

Oh God. Delete that.

I've such a double chin.

F***'s sake, Tom.

You need to relax, man.

Sorry. Relax.

- Chill.

It's time to party.

Nice shot.

I picked up a sniper and took all three of

their heads off. Boom, straight away.

It was incredible.

I'd never done that before.

I ran into the pit,

and one picked up the over shield.

And I jumped on his head three times.

Assassinated him. It was incredible.

Hash cookie?

- No. They give me the shits.

Up the lift, spin around, get the other in

the head. You're not listening, are you?

Dude, gimme that cookie.

I ate it.

- You ate the whole thing?

Jesus, man, that's like

the equivalent of like 40 joints.

You're gonna be so f***ed up.

You better hope Kate doesn't arrive

in the next hour. Seriously.

Sh*t.

Tom, are you OK?

- I can't. What?

Kate's here, by the way.

- Where?

She's coming now.

Hey, guys.

- Hey.

I have to go do stuff.

Hi, Kate. I love your hair.

- Come on, Bulger. Let's dance.

It's a great party.

I ate a cookie.

- Tom, are you stoned?

High? Me? No.

Yeah. But you made it. That's great.

- I didn't know you knew so many people.

Yeah. Thanks for coming.

- F*** you.

That's Jeff. Funny guy.

I need some water.

Oh, I missed you.

Kate, I missed you, too.

- I meant with the drink.

I can't stand him. He sits beside me

in English. He's such a f***ing idiot.

And that pubic beard.

He needs to shave.

White socks with black shoes.

I don't f***ing think so.

It ain't '92, aye?

Oh, man, look. Here she is.

Oh, she's so f***ing hot.

Look, look, look.

Shake it, baby. Yeah. Shake it.

Working it.

- She's gonna get it tonight.

There's more a chance

of me going on a diet. Seriously.

Things are about to get romantic.

Vinny, you're as romantic

as a wank in Funderland.

Lads, I need a wing man.

Go.

Hey.

- This is Tom. It's his party.

Hey. Thanks for coming.

- Yeah, thanks.

Are you OK?

- Yeah, I'm fine.

You want your picture taken?

Yeah, you do. Come on.

Just a little over this way.

Ok? Yeah. Nice.

He's taking her picture.

- I see.

How are we?

- Hi, Dan. Thanks for coming.

Wouldn't have missed this.

Would not have missed it.

Nice decorations.

Quite a little shindig you got here.

You pulled out all the stops, didn't you?

Well done.

- Yeah.

Look. There are some of

your friends over there.

You want me to go?

- No, don't be silly.

Yeah, Tom, don't be silly.

You don't have to go.

Don't be silly.

- Fine.

I'll kill you! I'll kill you!

I'll kill you!

I'll kill you! I'll kill you!

I'll kill you!

Look at the face on him.

- It's only Paul, you dope.

I'm gonna kill you, Tommy boy.

- Cop on, you dick.

F*** off.

Tom, are you OK?

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