Squidman was faking his injuries! And now he's going on the run. Poor Mrs Squidman... what's a mother to do?

Also, if Mr Golightly was defenestrated, then Squidman was refenestrated! :-D

Panel 1: Mrs Squidman's house. Squidman is in a wheelchair with his arm and leg in plaster casts.

Semaphore:

And so, Mrs Squidman, under the circumstances, the Nobikini Police force are not pressing charges for the defenestration of Mr Golightly.

Mrs Squidman:

Oh, that is a relief, officer.

I was so worried.

Who would look after my little Squiddikins if I was incarcerated?

Panel 2:

Squidman:

Did ennywun evah find 'is body?

Semaphore:

No, we think he might still be alive somewhere.

Panel 3:

Semaphore:

Well, goodbye Mrs Squidman.

Mrs Squidman:

Take care officer!

Semaphore:

Squiddikins, I'll be seeing you with regard to the 'job' when you've fully recovered!

Squidman:

Eeep!

Panel 4:

Squidman:

'As 'e gone?

Mrs Squidman:

He's just driven away, Squiddikins.

Panel 5: Squidman has got out of the wheelchair and is no longer wearing plaster casts on his arm and leg!

Squidman:

Good, those casts were really itchy!

Mrs Squidman:

Oh, Squiddikins, you're healed, it's a miracle!

Squidman:

{{Sigh}} No mum, it's fake plaster casts, I only sprained meself wen I was re-fenestrated!

Panel 6:

Squidman:

I now 'ave th' Contralto family, th' Space Police, an' tha' lunatic Golightly bloke after me, so I fink… tha's me cue t' scarper!

I dunno wen or if I'll be back, mum, so… don' wait up.

Mrs Squidman:

Oh, Squiddikins, be sure to wrap-up warm and eat at least one proper meal everyday!

{{Sniff}}