분야
hwpOK.
- Hey.
- Hey.
- Is this yours?
- Dad.
Didnt think so.
Hey.
Hey, I was gonna
do that for you later.
Now you wont have to.
- OK. OK, are you hungry?
- Yeah.
- Cereal?
- OK.
All right.
- So the plan...
- The plan.
Cara, Dads about
to reveal "the plan."
Ill pack up the car,
pick you up right after school,
and then well drive
straight... through.
- Sounds good.
- Does not.
- What now?
- Well, isnt the whole point
that we go to school? Youre
forcing us to miss school
when we should be,
like, in school.
Right? I mean,
what about my studies?
OK, why are you smiling?
I just never thought Id hear you say,
"What about my studies?"
It makes me, like, smile.
- I dont wanna go.
- We do this every year.
Only time we can get
the family together.
Gotta help Grandma
and Grandpa.
- Go.
- Youre destroying my education.
Change.
- Yes?
- Very good column, sir.
That bit about curfews?
Very apt.
And may I also say
that yesterdays column
on boundary
setting was excellent.
- Who are you?
- Im Marty Barasco.
I would like to thank you
for last Fridays column.
It helped me understand my parents.
OK.
Well, Marty,
what else can I do for you?
Id like to see your daughter,
sir. If I could.
Ah. Jane. Jane!
Actually, Im here for Cara.
Nice to meet you, Marty.
Come back in two years.
I dont wanna brag,
but Mr. Shaff says
Im one of the best drivers in his
class. He says Im highway ready.
Mr. Shaff and I may not agree.
- Cara! Lets go.
- So will you let me?
Well see. 3pm sharp.
Do not be...
- Late. We got it.
...late.
Yes, we do.
FYI, that boy you were really rude to
before is my friend, Marty,
my lab partner from class. Were
doing an extra-credit project together.
Bus.
Whoa, whoa, whoa!
Wait! Wait, wait, wait!
- Come on!
- Hurry up!
Yeah?
Yeah, Jordy,
I e-mailed it half an hour ago.
What?
No way. Youre kidding.
Thats funny.
- Wheres your sister?
- Youre late.
She went to Yumms.
Can I drive?
- Dads going to be syndicated.
- Not so fast.
Therere others being considered...
Aw, thats great. Can I drive?
Look. Youre a fine driver. Its the
just the other hundred million dr...
If you dont let me,
Ill never learn.
But if I let you,
you may not live.
What was that?
What are you doing?
- Could you be more embarrassing?
- Sorry to interrupt your studies.
Well, we cant all
be monks like you. No.
- By the way, youre grounded.
- Oh, Im grounded?
Mm-hmm. For how long?
- For life.
- Dad, come on.
- Its humiliating.
- Tell me about it.
Grounded for a month.
A month! But thats
worse than forever.
- OK, Dad, why?
- You lied to me.
Yeah, well,
you cant handle the truth.
Try me next time.
- But... but...
- No, no. No. No.
- OK, Dad. I... I love Marty.
- Oh, please.
- OK.
- Come on.
Dad, Dad. Dad, Dad, stop.
OK, just listen. Listen.
I didnt know right away.
It took me a while.
- Whats a while?
- Ive known him for three weeks,
but I knew in three days.
You cant know in three days.
- Well, maybe she can.
- No, no. No.
What youre feeling
is not love.
- It is young and reckless.
- Yes, it is. I love him.
- You may think its love, it is not!
- No, I love him. I love him.
- No, its not. No, its not.
- I love him.
I love him. I love him.
Dad? You OK?
There goes
Janes college education.
There goes Caras.
- Oh, no. What about mine?
- No, youre good.
Ah, no, wait. There it goes.
You cant keep me from Marty.
Dad, let me remind you
that guys are half the world,
and Ill find others.
But know that only
Marty gets my heart.
In the car.
- I know a really good driver.
- No.
No.
Here you go.
I think your sisters
arent very happy with me.
- Duh.
- Why do you think?
Youre a good father,
but sometimes a bad dad.
- Who told you to say that?
- No one.
Was it Jane or Cara?
You can tell me.
- I made it up myself.
- No. You didnt.
Which one of your sisters
told you to say that?
I made it up myself.
Im in the fourth grade.
- I can make things up for myself.
- Jane or Cara?
- I made it up myself.
- Jane or Cara?
- Im in the fourth grade.
- Shes in the fourth grade!
Oh, theyre here.
Theyre here. Come, girls.
- Hey, Poppy.
- Good to see you.
Hi, Lil.
Hey, Dad.
- Well, now were all here.
- Mm-hm.
- How you doing?
- Uh, fine. Or maybe not.
- My kids cant stand me.
- Means youre doing something right.
Oh, youre so...
Hiya, honey.
Look at your girls.
Theyre all grown up.
No, no, no.
Theyre still very young.
- Come on, Lilly. Lilly.
- Hey, how are you?
- Shes getting big.
- Getting bigger every day.
- Hey, man.
- Dan the man.
Good to see you.
- Hello.
- Hello.
- Hi, Uncle Dan.
- Hey, Eileen, how are you?
- Did you hit traffic?
- Yeah, it wasnt... eh, not too bad.
- Hi, sis. Good to see you.
- Glad youre here.
Who are they? Ive never
seen these guys in my life.
- Hi, Uncle Dan.
- Say something.
- Something.
- It happened. I knew it. Way to go.
- Sounds good.
- Help your uncle with his bags, OK?
Honey, youre down here.
Your brother, Mitch, has
a friend coming to visit, so...
- Im in the special room.
- Yeah.
- Sorry, bro.
- Thats OK.
- You sleep tight.
- You too.
- You tired?
