# BAD DREAMS IN THE NIGHT

WHO-OO...

THE MONEY THAT PAYS FOR THE BLACK GRANITE
WORK SURFACES, THE BRASS DIMMER SWITCHES

SHE'S TALKING ABOUT SELLING THIS STUFF
AT THE COVERED MARKET.

I LIKE YOU AS WELL. YOU'RE PACKED IN A BIT TIGHT.

THIS IS A LAUGH. SECURITY CARD. HELLO, SECURITY?

IT'S WELL RENDERED. I SHOULD HAVE GOT THEM
TO DO THE HOUSE. BETTER THAN THESE BASTARDS.

THAT'S FINE, FILL HER UP.

THEN I'D LOOK FOR TOM DONALDSON.
I'D BE HOVERING JUST DOWN THE ROAD FROM HIS HOUSE

(SINGS OUT OF TUNE)

OH, RIGHT. YOU BOTH SOUND EXHAUSTED.
HAVE YOU BEEN RUNNING?

- WHO'S HAD US IN STITCHES.
- (BOTH GIGGLE)

HI, TEX.

- HAS THAT GOT A NAME, THAT DRINK?
- YEAH, THEY'RE CALLED "LADY-BOYS".

BUT I CAN'T ACTUALLY COOK MYSELF!

NO. I'LL STICK WITH IT, MAN.

IT'S NOT HERE! "IT'S NOT HERE!"
THAT'S THE BEAR AGAIN.

DO YOU KNOW WHAT IT SAYS ON THE SIDE OF MY CAR?