Grandview U.S.A. Page #7

- I'm gonna sell it.

- Why?

To Roger Pearson.

I think he's ready

to make me a fair deal now.

Get us off to a good start

I know how to get us off

to a good start.

- I gotta ask you something.

- What?

Tell you on the way there.

- On the way where?

- Come on.

- Wait up.

- Okay, Mom.

- Take good care of yourself, eat well.

- I will.

Not too much junk food.

Hey, you're gonna miss

the parade, man.

I guess so.

- See you, Bonnie.

- Bye, Tim.

I'd give you a kiss goodbye

but I don't wanna give you

my spinal meningitis.

Get out of here. Ha, ha.

I'll call you from Chicago.

Hey, you call collect.

Okay, Dad.

- We love you.

- I don't. Ow.

Boy, am I gonna miss you.

Yo, hey.

Stop.

- Yo.

- No, don't stop.

Hey, Yo.

No, no, keep going, keep going.

Open up.

What did you do,

fall out of your seat?

Come on.

- Just a minute, Slam.

- Come on.

- I didn't mean...

- Just move it.

Slam, I just...

Happy trails, partner.

You're going the wrong direction, kid.

Come here.

- What's this?

- Money.

For what?

For that dolphin cruise in Florida.

Turn around.

Put this in the mail and the car's yours.

Here.

Get going, you have along drive.

- I'm gonna pay you back.

- We're even, kid.

Thanks, Slam.

Forget it. Besides, reverse gear's shot,

the damn thing only moves forward.

- Can I drop you guys off?

- Nope, we're going to the parade.

- See you.

- Drop us a card.

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