Pink Flamingos

Because of this cover story...
in one of your sleazier
national tabloids...

she has been forced
to go underground...

disguising her appearance...
and adopting the alias
of Babs Johnson.

With her live her trusted
traveling companion Cotton...

her delinquent son Crackers...
and her mentally ill mother
Miss Edie.

Let's take a peek inside.
lt's 10:30.
Babs, Babs.
Why isn't the eggman here?

l'm starving to death
for some eggs.

Please, Babs,
come in and give me some eggs.

l'm coming, Mama. l'm coming.
You can hold on.
Cotton, Cotton.
Babs won't give me my eggs.
Cotton, please come in here
and give me my eggs.

Be in in a minute, Edie.
Don't you worry.

l'll fry you up some, honey.
Good morning, Mama.
l bet you're hungry.
Oh, Babs, l'm starving to death.
Hasn't that eggman come yet?
l love that eggman so much.
No, he hasn't come yet, Mama,
but we still have some eggs.

l'll put some on for you.
Did you sleep well?
Oh, Babs, l slept so well.
Where did you get this train?
Did you sleep
in the caboose last night?

How did you know l love trains?
lt's not a train, Mama.
lt's our new mobile home,
and l sleep in the other room.

We all have our own rooms
this time...

me, you, and Cotton.
And Crackers has that nice
little shed right out back...

so he can have his friends in
whenever he likes...

without waking us up.
lsn't it wonderful?
Now, you just sit tight...
and l'll fry you up
Over light today, Mama?
Oh, no, Babs, no.
lt's sunny out today.
l want them sunny-side up.
You know how l like them, Babs.