Swiss Army Man Page #5

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- Manny.

What is your face doing?

Why are your eyes so big?

Manny, this is what fear looks like.

Why are you afraid of that poop?

- I'm scared of whatever took that poop.

- But why, though?

Because only huge, scary things

take poops that big.

So what? Everything poops.

Yes, but if it finds us, it will eat us

and push us out its butt

and turn us into poop.

Aah! Manny, run!

Hank!

Why are we moving so fast?

What...

Raah!

Wow.

Hank.

What am I looking at?

That's a... a phone.

Phone is beautiful.

No, no, no, no, no. That's just a picture

of a girl on a phone.

What? Where'd it go? What are you doing?

What are you doing?

- We should turn it off to save power.

- No. But it's mine.

Manny...

The phone is on low battery

with no signal.

We've gotta turn it off so we can find

help once we're closer to home.

I have a lot of questions

about all the things you just said.

Just trust me.

Hmm?

Just trust me.

F***.

Can I look at her again?

Can I see her again?

Now can I see her?

Please?

Maybe...

Maybe you could dress up, like before,

so I could remember?

Dress up?

No, Manny, we need to find food.

We need to get out of here,

or else I'm going to die.

But we've tried all of those things.

Hank, what if I knew her?

Maybe she's my friend,

or my girlfriend or my wife.

It's like you said,

love is bringing me back to life.

I'm your multipurpose tool guy.

That sounds really...

Stupid.

Hurry, before you starve and die.

- Oh, my God.

- I'm sorry.

You look beautiful.

You think I look beautiful?

Of course I do.

No, I... Really?

Well, is it working?

Are... Are you remembering anything?

Uh...

yeah.

What's my name?

Laura...

- Dern?

- Manny!

Oh, no! Hank, I'm so sorry.

Please, let me try again.

Do you have any idea what people

back at home would think

- if they saw me dressed like this?

- Oh, but let me try one more time.

Hank, please.

But now that I've seen her,

I can't get her out of my head,

and I don't know if that's a thing

that happens or if I'm just weird,

but something tells me she is the one

I'm supposed to bump into

and spend the rest of my life with,

and maybe if we can just find a way for me

to remember her,

then, bam, it'll all come

rushing back to me,

and the hairs on the back of my neck

will stand up, and I can save you.

Wow. That talking was good.

Yeah. See? It's working already.

What are you doing?

I'm singing a song

so you won't overthink things.

Well?

Uh...

What should I do now?

Um...

okay, maybe you talk to her.

What do I talk about?

Just, you know, whatever comes naturally.

Hello.

I don't know why,

but I have this sudden urge

to put my mouth on your mouth.

Okay, that's called kissing,

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