The Stolen Child — Page 20
Don’t worry — Owen won’t be joining a street gang in Dublin any time soon. Or ever. He just likes the peaky blinders style. (For more on that, see Wikipedia.) I have not watched the TV series in many years, but I remember it was quite good.
↓ Transcript
PANEL 1: Fetch transforms Owen’s suit into Peaky Blinders fashion
FETCH: Okay, fine. How about some Peaky Blinders!
SFX: ZOT!
OWEN: Whoa!
PANEL 2: Owen checks his new clothes. Fetch looks on, admiringly.
OWEN: Actually… Yo! Drip!
FETCH: I don’t know what that means, but it looks good on you.
PANEL 3: Knob gestures with his beer can, while Owen smiles with hands behind his back. Fetch speaks, but is interrupted by his phone ringing.
KNOB: Now you’re fit for the Summer Court and tour all the posh castles and see the Golden Ones in all their finery.
OWEN: Golden Ones?
FETCH: Our aristocrats. They -
SFX: Beedleloobeedleloobee -
PANEL 4: Fetch answers his phone.
FETCH: Hold on, it’s my sister. I gotta get this.
Hey, Tara, what’s up?
TARA: WHERE ARE YOU?!
PANEL 5: Tara speaks on her phone while Molly dodges a pot thrown by a swearing Morrigan.
TARA: You were supposed to help with ma this morning! I dropped by, but you weren’t there! Stop playing in the carnival in your front yard and get over here!
MORRIGAN: @%#*!
MOLLY: Bless me!
PANEL 6: Fetch cups phone to talk to Knob and Owen in the background.
FETCH: Uh, we’ll have to make a detour.
FETCH: Okay, fine. How about some Peaky Blinders!
SFX: ZOT!
OWEN: Whoa!
PANEL 2: Owen checks his new clothes. Fetch looks on, admiringly.
OWEN: Actually… Yo! Drip!
FETCH: I don’t know what that means, but it looks good on you.
PANEL 3: Knob gestures with his beer can, while Owen smiles with hands behind his back. Fetch speaks, but is interrupted by his phone ringing.
KNOB: Now you’re fit for the Summer Court and tour all the posh castles and see the Golden Ones in all their finery.
OWEN: Golden Ones?
FETCH: Our aristocrats. They -
SFX: Beedleloobeedleloobee -
PANEL 4: Fetch answers his phone.
FETCH: Hold on, it’s my sister. I gotta get this.
Hey, Tara, what’s up?
TARA: WHERE ARE YOU?!
PANEL 5: Tara speaks on her phone while Molly dodges a pot thrown by a swearing Morrigan.
TARA: You were supposed to help with ma this morning! I dropped by, but you weren’t there! Stop playing in the carnival in your front yard and get over here!
MORRIGAN: @%#*!
MOLLY: Bless me!
PANEL 6: Fetch cups phone to talk to Knob and Owen in the background.
FETCH: Uh, we’ll have to make a detour.
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