:22:02
Baloney.
:22:16
Scut Farkus!
:22:19
Scut Farkus! What a rotten name.
We were trapped.
:22:22
There he stood, between us and the alley.
:22:25
Scut Farkus, staring out at us
with his yellow eyes.
:22:29
He had yellow eyes!
So help me God, yellow eyes.
:22:47
Grover Dill, Farkus' crummy little toady.
:22:50
Mean. Rotten.
:22:52
His lips curled over his green teeth.
:22:55
Randy lay there like a slug.
:22:57
It was his only defense.
:23:04
- Say ''uncle.''
- Uncle!
:23:13
Louder!
:23:16
In our world, you were
either a bully, a toady...
:23:19
or one of the nameless rabble of victims.
:23:22
All right.
:23:24
Who's next?
:23:49
In the jungles of kid-dom,
the mind switches gears rapidly.
:23:53
Weeks ago I had sent away
for my Little Orphan Annie...
:23:55
secret society decoder pen.
:23:58
Oh, skunked again.