Chapter 7 – Page 037
I did naht hit him, I did naaaht…oh hai mark.
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Panel 1:
Terry, sprawled on the floor, clutches his heart and coughs up blood. He is clearly not doing alright. Nancy crawls over and tries to tend to him as best she can.
TERRY: …grk…you’ll…never…get me…alive!
NANCY: …uh…
NANCY: …uh…!
NANCY: …UH!
NANCY: Alice! Door!
Panel 2:
Nancy drags Terry up and makes for the door as Alice rushes over and pulls it wide.
ALICE: R…right!
NANCY: Stay with me, dude, stay with me!
NANCY: Can’t believe you’re running around fighting people in your condition…
TERRY: ‘m fine…just need t’...get back…t’base…
Panel 3:
Nancy brings Terry nearer the corridor as Alice keeps the path clear.
NANCY: That’s right, lay you down, get you a nice carton of orange juice and we can go back to hurting each other when you’re better, ‘kay?
TERRY: Yer like…
TERRY: …yer like me!
TERRY: Howd’ja…?!
Panel 4:
Same view. Abdul appears at the door, startling Alice. Nancy actually seems pleased to see him, despite his obvious worry.
NANCY: I’d love to chat about whatever the hell it is you’re implying once you’re better, but for now-
NANCY: -oh hey, Abdul!
ABDUL: Nancy.
ABDUL: What’re you doing?
Panel 5:
Nancy effortlessly tone switches as Terry continues to struggle being upright.
NANCY: Thank god you’re here! I caught this guy breaking and entering and he suffered a nasty fall…
TERRY: …don’t…take me…to…Guantanamo…
NANCY: …could you call him an ambulance?
ABDUL: It’s after closing, nobody should be on university grounds. Why were you here?
Panel 6:
Abdul is very concerned. Nancy tries to brush it off. Alice is sneaking a hand under a stack of papers on a bench.
NANCY: Whyyyyy are you here?
ABDUL: Your fathe…Sergeant Wording called, said you were missing. I told him there’d be no reason for you to be in now.
ABDUL: …I’ve been worried about you for a while, Nancy. And this…it looks like I was right to be worried.
Terry, sprawled on the floor, clutches his heart and coughs up blood. He is clearly not doing alright. Nancy crawls over and tries to tend to him as best she can.
TERRY: …grk…you’ll…never…get me…alive!
NANCY: …uh…
NANCY: …uh…!
NANCY: …UH!
NANCY: Alice! Door!
Panel 2:
Nancy drags Terry up and makes for the door as Alice rushes over and pulls it wide.
ALICE: R…right!
NANCY: Stay with me, dude, stay with me!
NANCY: Can’t believe you’re running around fighting people in your condition…
TERRY: ‘m fine…just need t’...get back…t’base…
Panel 3:
Nancy brings Terry nearer the corridor as Alice keeps the path clear.
NANCY: That’s right, lay you down, get you a nice carton of orange juice and we can go back to hurting each other when you’re better, ‘kay?
TERRY: Yer like…
TERRY: …yer like me!
TERRY: Howd’ja…?!
Panel 4:
Same view. Abdul appears at the door, startling Alice. Nancy actually seems pleased to see him, despite his obvious worry.
NANCY: I’d love to chat about whatever the hell it is you’re implying once you’re better, but for now-
NANCY: -oh hey, Abdul!
ABDUL: Nancy.
ABDUL: What’re you doing?
Panel 5:
Nancy effortlessly tone switches as Terry continues to struggle being upright.
NANCY: Thank god you’re here! I caught this guy breaking and entering and he suffered a nasty fall…
TERRY: …don’t…take me…to…Guantanamo…
NANCY: …could you call him an ambulance?
ABDUL: It’s after closing, nobody should be on university grounds. Why were you here?
Panel 6:
Abdul is very concerned. Nancy tries to brush it off. Alice is sneaking a hand under a stack of papers on a bench.
NANCY: Whyyyyy are you here?
ABDUL: Your fathe…Sergeant Wording called, said you were missing. I told him there’d be no reason for you to be in now.
ABDUL: …I’ve been worried about you for a while, Nancy. And this…it looks like I was right to be worried.