Moving McAllister Page #4

# In a mystic dream

last night #

Don't force it.

Just relax.

Here.

Want a scrub down?

No, thanks.

Can I get a small favor?

I'm-- I'm a little

favored out right now.

Shelly's right,

you are a "no" person.

Okay, what is it?

Can't reach it.

Rubs real hard.

[gags]

Maybe you should get

Michelle to do that.

No way!

Have you ever had a bimple?

A what?

A back pimple.

Or a butt pimple.

I already taken care

of those this morning.

Yeah, I have, but--

Well, girls

don't get them.

She'd think it's gross.

It is gross.

I don't know what to do.

I can't function anymore.

[Orlie]

It's all I think about.

I can't fit

my pack on right.

They go away.

Release me!

Please do it.

Please.

I'm not ready.

Come on, do it!

Just do it.

I can't.

Just poke the bimple.

It's gross.

Give him hell.

Look, one fell swoop.

Okay?

Gone and finished.

I'm ready.

Do it.

My brother!

I feel warm.

Wait, where's Orlie?

He wanted to stay here.

# [country rock]

You know, I wish I would

have been able to say

at least good-bye.

Yeah, well, he told me that

I should tell you good-bye

for him because he was

going to take a long time.

He was in a hurry.

You left him,

didn't you?

Yeah, I did.

Between the retainer

and the bacne,

I just couldn't

take it anymore.

You could have asked me.

You said he could go!

I didn't have

much of a choice.

Oh my-- you are

so selfish.

Me?

Oh ho ho ho ho.

Oh, whatever!

You're crazy!

I'm crazy not talking

to you anymore.

Really?

[Rick]

Serious?

Well, finally!

# [rock]

# She's such a lovely

sunny day #

# She makes you happy

you've had the rage #

# Condensation really pays #

[chewing]

# When she makes you

feel this way #

Can she please

eat something else?

# Like the blue sky #

Good girl, Dorothy.

Yeah, keep eating.

Go ahead.

[oinking]

Whoa! Can we

stop the truck?

I can't--

I can't do that.

Aw, Rick!

It's the ocean!

Can we please just pull over?

No.

Pull over!

Come on!

Get back in the truck.

Come on!

I want to show

you something.

I'll wait here.

No!

You are harboring

negative energy

and it's spilling on to me

and I don't want any!

Come on!

Please!

I'm not playing

your games. No!

Okay, so just look

at the ocean.

Now breathe.

[breathing]

Slowly!

Clear your mind.

Just concentrate

on your breathing.

Okay, in...out.

In with the good,

out with the bad.

[cell phone ringing]

Oh!

Please don't answer that!

Hey, Carl.

Come on,

let me talk to him.

You have a minus-two

penalty to your hit roll

because you're blind

right now, think!

Hey, Rick, I haven't

seen you in a while.

Are you sick?

What's the deal?

Carl, I'm

on the road.

Come on!

I'm moving McAllister.

Oh yeah.

Hey, is she there?

Yeah.

Oh, wait, come on,

he wants to talk to me.

Stop it.

Listen, Bombadil,

I'm the dungeon master.

You can either roll again

or I can dock you a thousand

experience points

for not playing in character.

[sighs]

[Rick]

Carl! Carl!

Thanks.

Carl, I need you

to change my flight.

Get me on the last one

out of L.A. on Monday, okay?

Okay, sure.

Come on!

Come on!

Will you shut up!

Come on.

[gasps]

[static]

[sighs]

I think we're done

for the day.

Carl?

Carl?

I am so sorry.

Oh!

I'm so sorry.

It was an accident,

honest.

I just want you

to enjoy yourself

for at least

one minute.

[screaming]

[gasping]

I enjoyed that.

[laughing]

Good?

Nope.

How long does

it take you, girl?

Oh, shut up!

How about now?

No.

Now?

No.

Now?

No.

[laughing]

No.

Are you done?

[laughing]

Yes.

Aw, you've been

driving all day.

Aren't you tired?

Yes.

Well, then,

why can't I drive?

Because--

I know how

to drive a stick.

I-I believe you.

You know what?

If I died, it's your fault,

I'm going to be really upset.

Uncle Max is going to be

devastated.

Mr. McAllister

is going to freak out.

I know.

Please.

Okay look, let me make you

a deal. Just listen, okay.

Hear me out.

How about we switch off,

we never have to stop,

and we just keep driving?

Please, please,

please, please!

I...okay.

What?

Okay.

Really?

Yeah.

Oh! Alright.

Come on.

Putting my life

in my hands.

Oh, shhh!

Get it? You got it?

Yeah.

Okay.

I got it.

[laughing]

Are you good?

Yeah, I'm so

good. Whoo!

This is nice.

Yeah, really.

I think I'll

take a nap.

Okay.

What?

Nothing.

You're just...

go to sleep!

# [heavenly music]

[thunderous footsteps]

Your mommy says

go home.

[Woman]

Hi, Richie.

Richie, hi.

What a surprise!

Mom?

Okay, I know you wouldn't have

done this for yourself,

so, I looked at your driver's

license and I drove all night

and, you're home!

Now listen, you two

just get right in the

house and get warm.

I'm going to make

you the best waffles

in the world.

I can't believe you did this!

We should be in Arizona by now.

Okay. Can't we just say hi?

Please?

We're already here,

and she's making waffles.

We can't just leave.

Okay.

There's something you

should know about my dad.

He's different.

He's weird.

What's your name, son?

Mrs. Robinson?

All right,

so, how do

we do this?

I like a lot of

strawberries.

And syrup.

And butter.

So how long have

you had super powers?

Who told you I

have super powers?

Oh, I have 'em, too.

How long has that

been going on?

Well, I've been able

to fly for about...

six-and-a-half years now.

Flying's good.

Yeah.

Butter?

Yes, please.

Would you like me to

warm this up for you?

Oh, yes, please.

These waffles are

unbelievable.

Thank you.

it's my pleasure.

Do you think I could

take a picture with

you, Mr. Robinson?

I guess so.

Visible or

invisible?

Invisible.

Can you wait

just a minute?

Yeah, yeah.

Oh, no

you don't!

Now you stop that.

You stop that,

right now!

What have I said? Get

your-- Will you stop it?

You can't see me!

I'm invisible!

Stop it! Right now!

You can't see me!

Stop it, William.

Can't see me!

Yes I can.

William,

William, listen to me.

You are not invisible.

Mom.

Rick.

Hi, Dad.

What are you doing here?

We're having breakfast.

Well, leave me alone.

Leave me alone.

[Mrs. Robinson]

Oh honey, just go wait

downstairs, please.

He doesn't want you

to see him like this.

It's okay.

Shhh.....

How ya doing?

Let's just go, okay?

He's okay now,

he's sleeping.

He's really glad

you came, Richie.

I'm really sorry.

Honestly, I didn't know.

Oh, he'll be fine.

Don't you worry.

You're welcome

anytime.

Are you coming

for Christmas?

I don't know

if I can yet.

Oh honey, I'd much

rather you come and

see us than send checks.

We're not going to

starve, you know.

I know, Mom.

Well, I told your father

you would come back, so...

Could you please come

back for Christmas?

Okay. Okay.

Oh great.

I'll be back for Christmas.

Was he always like this?

No.

He used to be

really cool.

But when I was about 15,

he lost his job,

and his mind,

and most of our money.

It's a real treat

bringing friends home.

Especially when he

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