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| The Story in Pictures pg. 4 |
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| The Story in Pictures pg. 4 |
Mr. Eddy: Oh, shit... Is that what I think it is?
Pete turns and looks back. A car is TAILGATING them, the silver-gray Infiniti. The two assistants in the backseat turn nonchalantly to take a look - then they return their look to Mr. Eddy.
Mr. Eddy: DON'T YOU EVER FUCKIN' TAILGATE.
Mr. Eddy: DO YOU KNOW HOW MANY FUCKIN' CAR LENGTHS IT TAKES TO STOP A CAR AT 35 M.P.H.?
Driver: No.
Mr. Eddy: SIX FUCKIN' CAR LENGTHS... THAT'S ABOUT A HUNDRED AND SIX FUCKIN' FEET, MISTER! YOU WERE FOLLOWING TEN FEET BEHIND ME... IF I'D HAD TO STOP SUDDENLY, YOU WOULD HAVE HIT ME. I WANT YOU TO GET A DRIVER'S MANUAL, AND I WANT YOU TO STUDY THAT MOTHERFUCKER... AND I WANT YOU TO OBEY THE GOD DAMN RULES. FIFTY FUCKIN' THOUSAND PEOPLE WERE KILLED ON THE ROAD LAST YEAR.
(hitting the driver once again - hard)
Mr. Eddy (con't): CAUSE OF FUCKIN' ASSHOLES LIKE YOU.TELL ME YOU'RE GONNA GET A MANUAL.
Pete watches the lesson
Mr. Eddy: Sorry about that, Pete, but tailgating is one thing I can't tolerate.
Pete: You want to go for a drive?
Sheila: I donīt know.
Pete: Come on...get in.
Sheila: Why don't you like me?
Pete: I do like you, Sheila.
Sheila puts her lips up' close to his and whispers.
Sheila: How much?
Phil likes Fred Madisonīs saxophone music that gives Pete a headache.
Mr. Eddyīs beautiful blond girl.
"This Magic Moment...So different and so new...
was like any other until I met you..."
"...and then it happened. It took me be surprise..."
"I knew that you felt it too. I could see it by the look in your eyes.
Sweeter than wine..."
At 4:45 p.m. Alice steps out of a cab and comes up to Pete.
Alice: Hi. Iīm Alice Wakefield...How would you like to take me to dinner?
Pete: I donīt know.
Alice: Ok, then Iīll take you to dinner.
Pete: Look, I don't think it's a good idea.
Alice: Where's your phone? I have to call another taxi.
Alice: Yes, I need a taxi at Arnie's Auto Repair, the corner of Fifth and...
Pete has walked over. He takes the telephone out of her hand.
Pete (into phone): We won't be needing a cab, thanks anyway.
Alice: Why don't we just skip dinner?
Alice (whispers): Take off my clothes.
Alice and Pete are insatible.
Alice (whispers): I want more.
Pete: Me, too.
Alice: Up here...Come on. I already got the room.
