The Raven Page #4

anyway I choose.

Now, loosen your collar.

Lie down.

I will not need you

until Monday.

Thank you, sir.

Have a pleasant holiday.

Thank you, sir.

Ah, you're doing fine,

Bateman.

I will take a look.

It's hard to talk.

That's to be expected.

It will disappear.

Do...

Do I look different?

Yes.

Something's the matter.

My eye.

That will pass, Bateman.

My mouth.

I want to see myself.

All right.

Just wait here.

No!

Bateman.

Are you ready to

do it for me, Bateman?

Fix my mouth.

You're monstrously ugly.

Monstrous ugliness

breeds monstrous hate.

Good.

I can use your hate.

You will do this

for me, Bateman.

Fix my mouth.

I'll fix your mouth, Bateman.

Do it. Change me.

I'll change you, Bateman.

You will look good.

The way you wish.

Make me look good.

First you must do

this job for me, Bateman.

I can't use my hand to do it.

Your hand is used to torture.

Your hand must do it.

My brain. Your hand.

Speak up, Bateman.

Do you wish to remain

the ugly monster that you are?

No. No.

Then you will do this job

for me, will you?

You must speak now.

Yes or no.

Yes.

Good.

Wait.

Put on these clothes...

...and report to me

for further instructions.

Be quick about it.

In an hour,

my guests will arrive.

I wonder if Dad

will be very angry.

Why should he?

He distinctly said no

when we got the invitation.

Why?

Well...

Don't go

into that again.

We've been

all over that before.

Well, I do agree with him that

Dr. Vollin is a little mad.

Well, aren't we all?

What of it?

You know, uh, you're taking quite

a chance persuading me to go.

How?

He kind of likes me.

Yeah, I'll bet.

All right,

what will you bet?

I'll bet you...

All right. Place your bets.

They're off!

Please notify my horse

the race has started.

Oh, isn't it exciting,

Pinkie?

Y- Yes, quite.

I like my horse.

He has such a kind face.

The quarter.

Come on, Number 5!

Number 3. Number 3!

Come on Number 5!

Number 3. Number 3.

Number 3.

Doesn't my horse look

like your father, Pinkie?

I hadn't noticed

the resemblance, my love.

Come on, Azucar!

Ladysman.

They're on the home stretch.

I will not let myself

get excited.

I'm afraid to look.

Who's winning?

Number 5 wins.

That's me!

I'm the winner.

Wasn't mine

the brown horse, Pinkie?

No, no. Yours was

the white, my love.

Oh.

I've been rooting

for the wrong horse.

Oh, Jerry, you idiot,

what're you doing?

I'll be a mess, you fool.

Stop it.

Next race.

Place your bets.

Now, I'll have to go upstairs and

fix my hair. I'm a sight, I know.

Well, don't forget

you owe me two bits.

You know, I like horses,

I... I grew up with them.

Yes, I can see that

when I look at you.

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