guy you murdered?
You know, that guy you found
in bed with your wife?
- What do I...?
- It's on the house.
Thanks. So, maybe
some other time? Thanks.
- Who are you?
- Who am I?
- I'm Jack Deebs.
- Really? I didn't realise.
- Nice meeting you, Jack.
- Nice to meet you.
See ya. Hey, bright eyes, yo!
Are you going to pay for that?
Gee whiz, sis, I don't know.
It looks like such fun down there.
All I need is a four and I win.
It's a four!
Oops, snake eyes, you lose.
But I won!
You lost. Pay up.
Well, my dear,
we could always take it out in trade.
Listen here, fleabag, pay up or your
inside is gonna be your outside.
- Slash, is that you?
- Put it there, pal.
Get away from me.
- Get away from me.
- You lost it. That's why you're here.
Oh, darling, I want your hair
and your neck. I could just squeeze it.
Let me see your ears, sweetie.
He loves me, he loves me not.
He loves me, he loves me not.
Oh, he loves me.
He loves me.
Now, be nice.
- Nice.
- Nice.
Hello, Holli.
You never cease to amaze me.
How fabulous your hair looks today.
Boy, can she knock it back.
How about saving some for me?
Yeah, come on, come on. Holli wants
to get a look at you. Come on.
- Come, darling, she awaits.
- A little closer. Let her see you.
Welcome to my world, big man.
Am I dreaming?
Am I dreaming you?
Or are you dreaming me?
I drew you. I made you.
Maybe I can erase you.
You wouldn't erase me, baby.
You're too hungry for what I got.
No, I'm... I'm trying to quit.
Since it's only a dream,
indulge your fantasies, Jack.
You're so real, so strong. You could
help comb my hair, tickle my mind...
Yes, I have failed.
Thank you. I'm calm now.
Those big bad guys didn't play fair.
I want you to tear them up until their
mother doesn't recognise them.
Pretty please.
Wait for me!
Got a full tank?
I got news for you, baby.
I'm made of ink, but I'm no dream.
- Why did you do that?
- Because I dig you.
This is a long dream, isn't it, Jack?
- The Poppers! Let's burn.
- What?
Let's go. Come on, come on.
Do you like it, Deebs?
- Yeah.
- Of course you do.
- This is your idea of heaven, right?
- Yeah. It's amazing. It's incredible.
But I won!
A little late for a lady
to be out, don't you think?
- I've got a couple of questions.
- Let it slide, officer. I'm tired.
Word is, you got a thing for noids.
Yeah, I've got a thing for noids,
but what's it to you, tough guy?
- You don't know how tough it is.
- You're late.
You're killing me.
Why are you so beautiful?
- What's wrong? You don't look right.
- It's Holli. She's in heat again.
With that noid from last night?
Don't worry.
You know I worry.
Why do you always...?
Got ya.
All right, where do you want to go?
Movies, dinner...?
Our colour is fading. Repent, repent.
The end is near.
Hey, boss. We gotta go.
A thousand pardons.
An informant told me he's here again.
Holli and the Goons got him.
He's not just here on a dream?
- It is time to pursue other avenues.
- Right, let's hit the bricks.
Yeah, yeah. I know. Be careful, Frank.
Oh, I think she's partial to you.
Yeah, but facts is facts.
She's a doodle and I'm not.
I guess, but did I ever tell you about
the time I took up
with the most delightfully stacked
hussy from the projects?
- Yeah.
- Right. Where to, boss?
- The Club.
- Right.
- Hey, baby, how you doing?
- Chico, is that you?
- I ain't no Chico. And no noids.
- He's with me.
Sorry, baby, no noids.
He's with me, too.
Can't let the neighbours
push us around, can we?
Freeze, asshole.
Cool World Police.
- Up against the wall.
- Get your hands off me.
- Where are your manners?
- Be quiet.
- Who are you? I didn't create you.
- No shit, Sherlock.
- What's this for?
- I'm a cartoonist. I drew this.
I have visions.
- I translate this.
- You do nothing, man.
This place exists with or without you.
I'm not one of your creations.
- Right. You're not pretty enough.
- Good one. Have a seat.
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