Kazaam Page #2

# Come true ##

What the--

- Don't you wish you had

one of these? - How did you--

What-- Are you like

really lonely or something?

Hey. Hey, hold your camels.

I've been doing this genie

stuff for about 5,000 years.

- It's not all it's cracked up to be.

- I'm sure.

But I'll tell you what. Why don't

we start off with something small...

and work our way up

to something big?

But let's just

get it done.

- All right?- Why do I get the

feeling you'll never go away?

Wow.

You live here?

Yeah, I built it

myself too.

Hey, kid!

We're closed!

What's the matter with you?

Can't you read the sign? Beat it!

Beat it!

You want me to turn him into

a dog or a cat or something?

Your wishes are just

so spectacular...

I don't know if I could

bear another one right now.

Oh, back there?

Your first wish? That kind of

thing could happen to any genie.

- I was just a little bit rusty.

- You know...

I bet they really miss you and the

nice building with the padded walls.

Check, check. One.

- This is red with check one, two.

Check one.

- Hey,Julie, I need

some more finishing nails!

Yo,yo,yo. Check one, two.

Bottom, bottom.

Oh, excuse me, sir.

I'd like to speak to Mr. Matteo.

Who?

Your mother.

I said I wanted the bar stocked

before the sound check!

How much?

- Hello.

Will you hurry up over there?

- Who am I talking to?

Paul Shea, line three.

Mr. Shea, Nick Matteo.

How you doing?

Hey, you're gonna have

to help me out, Mr. Shea.

Look, what I'm saying is

you're gonna have...

the best seat in the house set

aside especially for you tonight.

We'll take good care of you, Paul.

Uh-huh. Yeah, I'll see you tonight.

Cindi, if I wanted pressed turkey,

I would have run over myself.

- Anybody got any gum?

- I do.

- Who are you?

- I'm... Max.

Theo, you call a messenger?

No, I didn't call anybody.

- Psst.

Try downstairs, kid.

Hey, hey, I like it! I'm serious! This

whole, you know, seen-the-street thing.

Tell me,you booked in or you just

come here to scare the hell out of us?

Thank you.

So, tough guy,

who was that loser?

That was my father.

Hey-dee, hi-dee-ho.

Was that guy

really your father?

Acted like he didn't

even know you.

Look, he hasn't seen me

in a long time.

I was two, okay?

- Where did he go?

- Away.

That's a long time away.

I mean, it's not two or three

thousand years, but that's a long time.

Well, he's back now,

all right?

- And things are gonna be different.

- Cool.

So how come you didn't

tell him who you were?

- What do you care?

- Who says I did?

- Why don't you just leave me alone?

- Is that a wish?

Is that all you care about?

Look, you little fart...

you called me

into this mess of a world.

- I didn't call anybody.

- You popped the box, so make a wish!

Wish for a castle,

a fancy chariot!

I don't care what you do.

I gotta obey the rules.

I can't show my magic

to anybody but you...

and I can't get back into my box

until you make your three wishes.

Now, deal with it!

- Deal with this!

- Hey!

My turn.

Whoa! Whoa!

What I gotta do, kid?

Let's go!

You're on my turf now!

You'll be sorry!

Come back here!

Oh, Max.

- Oh, no!

- Remember me? Make your three wishes.

I wish you'd go away!

Leave me alone!

- I'm gonna kick your butt!

- Dream on, loser!

No way I'm losing

this race, buddy.

Kazaam!

I'm back! Take a break, kid.

You're gonna need it for this.

Whoo!

Don't get all hysterical.

Say thank you

for your miracle.

- You are a genie!

- What's the matter? Your tongue is broken?

At a time like this,

you should be stokin'.

You know the rules,

now comply.

Kazaam,

he got unlimited supply!

You'll give me anything?

Come on, boy,

you're not gonna die.

Open your eyes.

Don't ask why.

Just give it a try.

Then, then,

I wish I had junk food...

- from here to the sky.

- Why not? Higher than high.

Then you got junk food

from here to the sky!

I am Kazaam!

That's it?

A happy meal?

Oh, great.

I'm outta here!

Look out!

Ow.

So... where's

the hot chocolate?

Two more. Make this a

night you'll never forget.

Wait a second.

You're not telling me

that was a wish?

Like the main man did

with the loaves and the fish.

No, no, no. And stop rhyming!

I wish--

I just wish my mom and dad

would fall back in love.

Love? Kid, I told you,

Kazaam don't do ethereal.

- ''Ethereal''?- Yeah. Love, hope,

talking to God, raising the dead.

Ethereal. But I am Mr. Material,

and my stuff ain't too shabby.

Three-story mansion, a sack of gold,

a whole land of milk and honey...

if that's still in.

How long do I have

to come up with the wishes?

Now would be highly advisable.

- Come on, let's go.

- But I can wait, can't I?

So... until I make

those last two wishes...

I own you, don't I?

Technically.

Welcome to my life.

And here's a tip:

Lose the pointy shoes.

- I'm hungry.

- I'm not.

- It's lunchtime.

- Not according to my watch.

Hey, my Fossil watch!

How did that happen?

Huh?

What?

Ew!

Look, Godzilla,

I wish you'd just--

- Wish I'd just what?

Is that a wish?

Let me make this perfectly

clear. Next time you do that...

I'm donating your brain

to science, okay?

Look, all you gotta do...

is make your last

two wishes...

Mr. Mohammed Ali...

- and I'm outta here.

- Sure.

All right! All right,

that's it! Let's go!

Come on! Let's go right now! Come on!

Your whole way of thinking

really gives me tension, kid.

The name isn't ''kid.''

It's Max.

And another thing:

you're gonna do whatever I want.

And then, only then, will I

make my wish. Do you understand?

Good.

- This whole ''I-gotta-get-

the-guts-to-talk-to-dad''...

- isn't gonna take years, is it?

- Bite me.

I'm really serious about

this getting something to eat.

It feels like

I'm getting shorter.

Stay here and try not

to hurt yourself!.

- Now this puts

the boom in box.

- B.J.!

Hey, B.J.! Line two!

All right.

This isn't a toy store.

Unless...

you want to play...

- my game.

- Impressive.

- Ladies and gentlemen,

Da Brat!

How are you?

What's up?

We're gonna make the hottest live

recording anyone's ever heard!

Yeah! How you doin'?

Spanky, come over here.

I want you to meet someone.

- I want you to meet my bodyguard, Spanky.

- Yeah, yeah. Bodyguard?

What's up? He kind of

small, don't you think?

I don't need much protection.

- We'll see - Mr. Matteo?

About that. - Get off me!

Mr. Matteo, I found this kid

wandering around backstage.

You? What are you doing

here? What's your name?

Max.

- Who let this kid in here?

What's this, an amusement park?

Well, Mack,

the tour is over.

It's not Mack.

It's Max.

Maxwell.

- Okay, Maxwell.

- Connor.

Maxwell Connor.

You're my son.

Hey, everybody, quiet down,

quiet down! Check this out!

- This is my boy,

Maxwell Matteo.

- I want you to meet everybody.

This is Cindi.- Hi, Max.

- And this is Frankie over here.

- Hey.

And that's Theo over there.

And you know who this is.

- What's up, little Max?

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