The Hollow Page #3

A teacher, a man called Ichabod.

Ichabod?

Like Ichabod Crane? | Are you kidding me?

Is this your big talk? | My last name is not even Crane.

No time for kidding. I know | your last name, I'll show you.

Your last name is right...

Maybe some other time, Klaus. | I gotta go, okay?

Wait!

Wait, teacher! | You gotta listen to me.

Now listen. | You gotta let me show ya.

I know you don't believe it, | but if you just let me show ya.

In the graveyard, Irving's grave | is covered with vines...

and the vines | are flowing with blood.

Stop it!

You already messed up | my night with Karen...

you made me drive all the way | out here and I'm late.

And why?

Because you wanted | to get drunk.

I gotta go, alright?

Wait, wait now!

What?

You might make it. | I don't fell nothing. Go on.

Go on!

And I ain't drunk.

You hear me? | I ain't drunk.

Hello?

Klaus, is that you?

Brody?

You alright, Junior?

Looks like you've seen a ghost. | Again.

For Christ's sake, man. | Look what you've done to my car.

Relax!

You car is not worth | but 500 bucks.

What are you doing out here?

Just trying to warm | poor Carter here.

He's been itching to get out.

Also wanted to see if I can | still fit in this costume.

It looks really nice. | Do you have a key for this gate?

Nope. | Nobody does.

That gate's been locked up | since forever.

You gotta go back | over the bridge.

You know, man, | I've been thinking...

You should leave that to the | professionals, honestly.

Well, I think you should stop | hanging around Karen so much.

You know, date somebody | on your on level.

My own level, hu?

Look man, we had a long talk...

when I took her home tonight, it's | all about us at the homecoming.

You know what Brody, | Karen is a big girl...

and I think you should let her | make her own decision, okay?

Lan, you and I are gonna have | to talk about this later.

Now you better get to sleep. | I want you at practice tomorrow.

I can't.

You can and you will. | End of story.

You broke curfew | and you own me.

- You're gonna be part of the team. | - I'm part of the team, dad.

Lan!

Lan, hi!

I can't believe you're leading | the poor kid on like that.

It's carmically unsound.

Well, excuse me Mrs. Morality. | Maybe I like him.

He's funny, smart and | still in high school.

If you're trying to make | Brody jealous...

I can always set you up | with one of Rod's friend.

Thanks, but no thanks. I have this | thing with guys...

who have Greek letters | tattooed on their ass.

Tattoos beats it.

- Hi. | - Nice outfit.

Thank you. It's the pep-rally | today. You're coming right?

I'd like to, | but I just really can't.

With the football team and all, | I just feel out of place.

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