The Delinquents Page #2

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Just follow

steps one, two and three.

Ahhhhhh!

Well?

I waited six weeks just to make sure.

What do you want to do?

Try to get rid of it?

No!

We can't do that.

It's a terrible mortal sin!

I know that.

It's not that we're not old enough.

Romeo and Juliet were teenagers.

Helen of Troy was only 12

when she ran away with Paris.

12?!

Yeah.

They started a lot younger back then.

"Dear Mother,

I'm going to have a baby.

"I'm going anywhere

I will not be a humiliation to you.

"I'm well looked after by someone who

loves me and wants to look after me.

"Your loving daughter, Lola."

What have you got?

"Dear Mum,

I've gone away.

"Don't call the police.

"I am alright. Brownie."

Well, at least she won't have

any trouble understanding it.

Only you

can make the world seem right

Only you

can make the darkness bright

Only you and you alone

can thrill me like you do

And fill my heart

with love for only you.

This was my grandmother's.

My dad's mum.

I'd have inherited it anyway, so...

We can do anything we want -

go everywhere in the whole world.

We could go to Norway.

London and Paris...

Seattle!

No?

Every place I've read about.

I want to see everything

and meet everyone

and be with you whatever we do.

Carry everything we own in a bag.

Be fast and free.

But we'll have a baby.

He can come too.

It'll be just the three of us.

Fast and free.

Fast, fast...

Be very fast.

Fast.

Two minutes!

Train departing in two minutes.

Get chocolates and chips.

Is that good for the baby?

Baby likes what I like.

Hey.

Oh.

Here she is!

Lola, we're going home.

Brownie!

Lola!

Get your hands off her!

Brownie, help me!

No!

Brownie! Brownie,

you've got to help me!

Brownie! NO!

Come over here.

Can't talk to you down there.

You got a name?

Jim Smith.

So YOU'RE Jim Smith?

Can you swim?

Oh, God.

Actually, my name is Brownie Hansen.

I'm going to Brisbane

to see my girlfriend Lola.

I don't know any Lolas in Brisbane.

They said she might be there.

My dad was a sailor.

Well.

His dad was a sailor.

Oh, yeah.

Is that right? So you want to be one too?

Get your bag.

From now on, you're down below.

My name's Bosun.

Move your arse.

You'll freeze up here.

How much?

Yes, alright. Alright.

Well, as soon as possible.

Eight weeks.

The day after tomorrow.

I want to have it.

Yes, that's the easy part.

Who supports it? Who feeds it?

I'll get a job.

You're still a baby yourself!

It's not really your decision, Mother.

It's my decision.

You don't know any better, Lola.

You'll ruin your life.

You're not living my life.

It is my decision.

You're still a minor till you're 16.

That's the end of it.

It's illegal here too.

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