Year One Page #6

- There are rules that we abide by.

- Yeah, right.

- Should we do something?

- Just let them settle it.

I tripped.

Well, I guess that settles it.

- What?

- Nothing.

It's... He's all right.

He's just... He's resting.

Well, he's tuckered out

from the fight.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

He's... You know what?

Let's cover him up with a little dirt

and some straw...

...to keep him warm

until he wakes up and...

Hey. Abel, what are you doing

with my foot? Playing possum?

Hey. Oh, hey, stop it.

He's choking me.

Stop it, Abel. Are you trying

to choke me to death, Abel?

"Yes, Cain, I am."

Come on, stop it!

Self-defense. Clearly. Self-defense.

What have I done?

What have I done?

What have I done again?

What have I done some more?

What have I continued to do?

Oh, guys.

Guys, we're in some real trouble here.

What do you mean, "we"?

I don't wanna play the blame game

but you hit him.

No, no, no. There's two of you

and there's one of me.

- You could have stopped me.

- Didn't know you were gonna kill him.

- Are you calling me a murderer?

- Did I say that?

It was an accident. Right?

Yeah, you were holding a rock...

...and he ran into it

with his face repeatedly...

...until he just couldn't pull through.

- It was horseplay.

- It was horseplay.

It was two horses playing.

One murders the other one...

Yeah. It's probably best if we

didn't mention this accident to anyone.

Because, you know,

people don't understand, and...

Who am I gonna tell?

I can't think of one

who'd be interested.

I'd only tell him

and he's a witness as well.

- Why even bring it up?

- Okay.

- It's like he killed himself.

- Cry for help, if anything.

All right. Good.

I like you guys. I do.

I like you guys a lot. I do.

Why don't you come over

to my place for supper?

- We already have dinner plans.

- Damn.

Why don't you come over

to my place for supper?

We'll come over to your place

for supper.

I mean, how many times

do we see you?

- Just don't kill me.

- No horseplay.

- What?

- Nothing.

What are these big,

round things for?

They're wheels, numbskull.

They make the cart roll.

I feel like a bird.

Bring it forth.

Hello.

I'm gonna yak.

Hey. What's wrong with you?

- Let me get your hair.

- That was too fast.

Cain, I ask you again,

where is thy brother Abel?

I don't know.

I haven't really seen him at all.

Have you... You guys...

You guys haven't seen him, have you?

- Don't know who that is.

- I don't... Never...

- Don't know who you're talking about.

- What's his name?

- Sure he's out there somewhere...

- I haven't seen anybody anywhere.

Never had the pleasure.

Sure he's in the prime of his life.

This is good soup. Really good.

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