[ BRIGHT & EARLY Friday morning, a young chap with longish hair but tidy clothes and a red, cleanly scrubbed face, can be found out on the porch of 1763 Beaver Street, backpack firmly on his back, on his way to school. He yawns and calls a good-bye to his family-well, mother, at least-before heading down the walk, looking a little sleepy but mostly
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[ Some good-natured flailing! ] C'mon, bro! I'm way too old for that!
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You okay, Pop?
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He'll kill them all. Anyone who gets in the way. Wring the life from them and hang them on crosses for the vultures to pick apart. Burn this town to the ground, innocents be damned, and sow salt over the ash-]
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Waugh!
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[ Beat, and then: ]
Gosh, mister! Are you okay!
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Ahh...
Y-you're....
[If he wasn't Austria, he would so totally hug you right now.]
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[ Blink. ]
Oh! Mornin', Mr. Edelstein!
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Ja, Good morning.
I hope you don't mind me asking, but where have you been all this time?
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What do you mean? I've been home!
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This can't be real.]
Gary?
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Are you sure you're all right today, Gary? You're awfully clean.
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