The Posthuman Project Page #3
Nothing happened, okay!
I just fell down the
stairs or whatever.
Don't lie to me.
Who did this to you?
Was it ferguson
and his friends?
I swear...
it wasn't anybody, okay?
Hell, you can't be able to do
anything about it anyway, Denny.
God, just take me home.
I'm drifting
out of the space
my mind is misplaced here
I'm racing out of my chest
looking for rest here
Oh, I can't find my way
can't find my place here
and I've lost all my
thoughts lost all mind here
Archie.
Archie.
Archie.
I don't want to talk about it.
I do want to talk about it.
Look, I know things aren't
I know that I've messed up,
and I've been bringing
you late to school. Okay?
I'm sorry. I'm trying.
Trying? Great!
That makes two of us.
I'm trying to help
you understand
that I'm getting
killed out there.
Can't you see that?
People at that school
hate me, Denny.
They don't hate you, Archie.
Yeah, they do. A lot.
Those kids.
They hate me because
I'm smarter than them.
afraid of intelligence, Archie.
Yeah? Well I guess
it will always
suck to be me then, huh?
Get out...
dude, you've got to
listen to me.
No, I don't!
I don't have to do
anything you say, Denny.
You're not dad.
Dad left. Remember?
That looks familiar.
I used to fight like that
with my brother Kevin.
Your father, Kevin,
I should say.
Hello, boys.
It's been a while since
we've seen each other.
I'm your Uncle William.
Uncle Billy?
That's me.
Now, will you please...
Invite me in?
So, uh, not to be rude
or forward or anything,
but why exactly are you...
am I here?
To celebrate you, of course.
Excuse me?
I received your graduation
invitation in the mail.
And I realized
it had been far too long
since I'd seen this family.
And I've been out of touch.
You know,
I am a man of science.
Well, I didn't know that.
you about my work.
Mom said you were an overseas
entrepreneur or something.
overseas hired me
for my knowledge on a
subject I know very well.
Genetics.
I led a team of scientists
and we discovered some
very interesting things.
Ah. Like what?
Hello, Archie. Feeling better.
Did your father ever
tell you how we used to
fight the other boys
in the streets?
No.
We did.
Kevin! William!
Get your butts in gear!
I'm not taking you out
once It's dark!
Boys!
What is going on up here?
Get up, little girl.
My friends are...
what did I tell you
about locking this door?
Go, go. Go, go.
Boys!
Open this door!
Kevin Archibald Burke!
You get back here right now!
That's it!
I am confiscating all the candy!
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