Terror Train Page #3

Hey, Alana.

Sucks to you.

Hey, come on. It's New|Year's! Let's be happy!

Why don't you let these poor children|go? Okay, children, run along.

Another time. Leave the women|here. Thank you very much.

Thanks for the booze,|sir. Yeah, thanks. Booze?

Well, that was actually nice of you.

Now, what are we gonna drink?|What are we gonna drink?

-What are we gonna drink|-What are we gonna drink

-What are we gonna drink Champagne!

Absolutely there's a future in it.

People gotta come back to rail.

I'll bet you read a|lot of science fiction.

Hey, Shovels, you know what we call him?

Winnebago.

How is the R.V. Business these days?

How the hell do you think it is?

I wouldn't be here if I wasn't|up to my hind end in inventory.

But I'll move 'em sooner or later.

Should've got out 10|years ago, not five.

Now, think on this. When's the last|time somebody built a shopping mall...

next to a train station?

Think about that.

Jesus!

Oh! It's you!

You about scared the pants right off me.

You are bad, Eduardo.

What's this? Oh, that thing.

Not only is that gross, but|I know who gave it to you.

Mm-hmm. Somebody else|is looking for you-hoo.

Mm-hmm.

You wanna know who she is?

Uh-huh. Well...

a cute little thing.

Now, tell me, what's her|name? Pet... that's it.

Are you stoned?

Surprise!

Get lost.!

Ow! That hurts!

How you doin', Eduardo?

Jesus!

Hey, Ed, that number at the station...

with the sword, better|than Doc could have done.

Super fantastic, man.

Hey, Ed, want a drink?

Shh!

I've got the good stuff, Ed.

Hey, where do they keep the glasses?

Ah, here they are. Now|we're talkin' Whoops.!

Easy, Jackson. Here we|go, Eduardo. How's this?

Hey, hey, hey! Take it easy,|man. What are you doin'?

Oh, my God! No! No, no!

Very classy. You like this, huh?

You know, I've always wanted my own|toy train, but this is ridiculous.

You know, you're very imaginative,|buster. I have my moments.

I know. Hey, Mitch, I may|have to marry him after all.

Marry me.

It was my idea. Aw, Doc.

I cannot tell a lie. I'm sorry, buddy.

It got stuck in my throat. I|thought you said it was your idea.

Look, I know I suggested|letting her think otherwise.

That's real generous of you. Thank you.

So you're the one who's|paying for all this. Oh, no.

Mo's the one with the bread.|I've got all the ideas.

For instance, guess what I put|in the stuff I gave those dorks?

You a**hole!

You can't have a good time|without hurting somebody, can you?

Is that why you told|me it was your idea?

'Cause I said I'd never go to|another one ofhis f***ing parties?

Alana, you're always|walking out on my parties.

But this time, you can't.

I'll get you for this one, Doc.

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