Big Page #9
- PG
- Year:
- 1988
- 104 min
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Oh, stop it.
It was a Zoltar machine.
It had this bobbing head,
and it looked like a devil.
If you got a quarter in
the devil's mouth, you could
make a wish, and I did.
So I made a wish to be big.
That's what I'm trying to tell you.
I changed into a grown-up,
when I'm really just a kid.
Fine, Josh, you're a kid.
Look, I really don't know what it is
that you're trying to tell me,
but we have a very big presentation
to give tomorrow,
so I'm gonna get some sleep.
Hello?
Yeah, do you have
a Zoltar machine?
Yeah. Yeah, thanks.
Wait. I need a paper.
Would you get me
some gum?
Thank you.
These are the notes,
in case you want 'em.
Thank you.
Well, should get the cards set up
Okay.
Hello?
Yeah, do you have
a Zoltar machine?
Got one right here.
You do?
Yeah.
Yeah! Yeah, thanks.
That's great!
Yeah!
MacMillan Toys. I'll transfer.
Right there.
Sea Point Park, New York.
Well?
Yes?
They're waiting for you,
Mr. Baskin.
- Thanks.
- See you around.
There's this flat screen
on the inside with, uh,
with pictures on it,
and you read it, and you have
to make a choice of what
the character's gonna do.
If he's gonna fight the dragon,
you push one of the buttons--
Uh--
- Paul?
- I don't get it.
Well--
Paul, stop it.
It's a comic book that--
See, there's a computer chip inside
which stores the choices.
So, when you reach the end
of the page, you decide
where the story goes.
That's the point.
Terrific, Susan.
The kid makes his
own decision.
This is really possible?
- Yeah.
In fact, it's a very simple program.
Isn't that right?
So what happens when
you run out of choices?
That's the great thing. You can
just sell different adventures.
Just pop in a brand-new disk,
and you get a whole new set of options.
on a comic book rack.
-Mm-hmm.
I'll be right back.
How much
would the unit cost?
Our initial figure is around seven--
Around seven dollars,
with a retail cost
of about $ 18.95.
You expect a kid to pay
$19 for a comic book?
I think a kid--
Will you excuse me?
- What's going on?
Let 'em be.
Josh?
Josh?
Oh.
More.
Will you take me
to Sea Point Park, New York?
Get in.
Sea Point Park? Josh!
Hey! Not so fast!
Sorry. Here.
Josh! Josh!
See you back home!
Yeah!
Excuse me. Do you know him?
You knowJosh?
Yeah. Yeah.
Look, you have to tell me
where he went.
Who are you?
I'm-- I'm his girlfriend.
Ew.
Billy Kopecki.
You have to tell me where
he went. Where did he go?
Please tell me.
Tell me!
It's tough to find
a cab out here.
Thanks.
Work, damn it!
I wish I was a kid again.
Josh?
Susan.
You know, you don't
walk out on somebody.
You don't just get up
and leave and-- and--
and walk out like that.
You don't do that.
I know. I know.
I'm really sorry.
I'm really sorry,
but I didn't know
what to do.
I didn't know
what to say.
Oh, God.
You got your wish.
I tried to tell you.
I didn't listen.
I guess I didn't hear you,
or-- or want to, or
I tried to tell you last night.
How would I have-- Even if I
did listen, how would I know?
I've been thinking about this.
Why would I know that?
I've been trying
and there's a million reasons
for me to go home,
but there's only one reason
for me to stay.
What-- What reason is that?
Well, you.
Oh, come on. Come on.
Come on. Come on. Come on.
So, uh, what
what are you, 15, 16?
I'm-- I'm 13.
Mm-hmm.
Well, that explains it.
Maybe you could come with me.
No.
No, I--
Why not?
I've I've been there before.
It's hard enough the first time.
You know what I mean?
No, you don't know
what I mean.
Come on.
I'll drive you home.
I'm sorry.
No, I'll be okay.
You'll be fine.
Ten years, who knows?
Maybe you should
hold on to my number.
So this is where you live.
Which one is it?
The one right there.
Oh. It's nice.
I'm gonna miss you.
I'm gonna miss you too.
You won't even remember me.
Oh, yes, I will.
Bye.
Ma?
Ma, it's me.
Josh?
Josh?Josh!
Oh, my God!
Oh, thank God you're home!
Oh, Ma, I missed you all so much.
I'm just not good enough.
What are you
talking about?
You've been hitting the ball
over the fence almost
every time in stickball.
You just gotta get used
to a fatter bat.
You really think
I could do it?
Yeah.
Come on. We'll hit
some after supper.
Okay, I'll call for you.
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