Parental Guidance Page #10

Because that will break your heart.

Harper?

No. Um...

Barker has a special request

for tomorrow, before the audition.

And it involves all of us.

Carl, your two favorite things were milk

and tofu dogs.

Now, you can have both forever.

Grandma, thanks for decorating the box.

Oh, honey, it was my pleasure.

Um, Carl...

Can Artie say something nice for Carl?

Me?

How do you...

I'm sorry, Carl.

He died so young.

Mmm.

How do you say goodbye

to somebody you could never say hello to?

It's hard.

I didn't get to see Carl very often,

but then again, nobody else did.

Except for Barker...

which is what made him so special.

Carl wasn't just Barker's friend,

he was a part of him.

And that made him a part of all of us.

Carl, you will forever be in our hearts.

Keep on hopping, buddy.

Okay.

Alice, you take Harper backstage.

We'll grab some seats.

Barker, Turner, you're with us.

- Good luck.

- Knock them dead.

Thanks.

Break a leg.

Bye, Dad.

Don't applaud. That's that woman!

Good evening.

Welcome family, friends

and distinguished judges...

to the Atlanta Performing Arts Center.

I am Doctor Schveer.

We have 14 amazingly talented musicians...

all vying for one position

at this prestigious conservatory.

So, without further ado I give you

Chet Halloran on the saxophone.

Yeah! Go Chet!

Hang on a second, honey.

You know,

when you were just five years old...

we took you to that

little music school for the first time.

And all the other kids

they were just banging on things.

One kid tried to play another kid.

But from that very first day, you played.

And not just played...

you had this look

of such fulfillment on your face.

And I said to your dad,

"Whatever it takes...

"whatever we have to do, I always

"want to see that look on her face."

Lately, I'm not seeing it.

So, honey, do you

really not want to switch schools again?

Okay.

What do you say we ditch this audition?

Really?

Yeah. It's okay.

Mommy, I didn't mean what I said.

Oh, baby.

I wouldn't want anyone else to be my mom.

And I love you.

That's good

because you're my only daughter.

And you know,

I don't really understand the boys.

I know. How weird are they?

Yeah, yeah!

Hi, baby.

We regret to inform you

of a slight change in our program.

Harper Simmons has forfeited her slot...

And her future.

Since the next performer is warming up...

we're going to have to take

a 10 minute break.

Hey, what's going on?

She's not going to audition.

You're not disappointed in me, are you?

Oh, no, no, no. That's

not even a possibility.

Is this is all my fault? It is, isn't it?

I came 3,000 miles

to ruin my granddaughter's life.

It's not your fault.

- Really?

- It was our choice.

I love you.

Here, take my picture, Phil.

Get in there.

Uh, where's Turner?

You! Kid!

Turner!

Bobby Thomson, up there swinging.

He's had two out of three,

a single and a double...

and Billy Cox is playing him

right on the third base line.

One out, last of the ninth. Branca pitches.

Bobby Thomson takes a strike

called on the inside corner.

Bobby hitting at.292.

He's had a single and a double...

and he drove in the Giants first

run with a long fly to center.

Lockman without

too big of a lead at second...

but he'll be

running like the wind if Thomson hits one.

Branca throws.

There's a long drive!

It's gonna be, I believe...

The Giants win the pennant!

The Giants win the pennant!

The Giants win the pennant!

The Giants win the pennant...

and they're going crazy.

They're going crazy!

And home!

I don't believe it! I don't believe it!

I do not believe it!

Bobby Thomson hit a line drive...

into the lower deck of

the left field stands...

and the place is going crazy!

The Giants won it by a score of 5 to 4...

and they're picking Bobby Thomson up

and carrying him off the field!

Yeah! Yeah!

Wow.

I saw it. I saw it, Artie.

Call me Grandpa.

My big boy. How on earth...?

Grandpa taught me.

Oh...

Your father was wrong.

So was yours.

Oh, Al.

How much would it

embarrass you if I kissed you right now?

I think a lot.

As soon as we get home.

Okay, I look forward to it.

Dr. Schveer, I shun you.

You are shunned.

My friends, it's taken me over 35 years

to say these words...

it's opening day for the Giants

and we've got a capacity crowd.

Giants are out in the field.

There's Charlie "The Naz" Naznic...

batting.290, takes his stance at the plate.

Yes, Art. Let's see

if Naz can get his team out of a jam.

Okay, Turner, here's the action.

Naz swings!

He gets some wood on that one!

Hard drive to Barker Simmons.

Ooh! It's through his legs.

Walters has it. No, Walters loses it.

Sherman's got a glove down.

No, he stopped to pick his nose.

Now, Douglas is sitting down

and taking off his shoes...

because his mom said to me

before the game...

"Sometimes he's in another world."

Sherman still working

on that thing in his nose.

Man, that must be really packed in there!

You betcha!

Naz rounds second, heads for third.

Sherman has the booger!

Sherman has the booger!

I don't believe it! I do not believe it!

The other players are coming over

to examine it.

I can see it from here!

Wow, you could take

an aerial photograph of that thing!

I'm sure there's going

to be orange slices in the locker room...

and a couple of tissues.

Meanwhile, Naz scores.

And that is another home run!

The Giants are still leading, 34 to 27.

What a first inning!

You're telling me.

I hope the second inning is shorter

because grandpa needs a bathroom break.

- Whoo!

- Go Barker!

Our next batter is coming

up to the plate.

He's number three, Barker Simmons.

Yeah, Barker!

Young man with incredible

power. Three-foot-four and 45 pounds.

He hits it to shortstop. Oh, it's through!

Barker heading towards first base.

No, he makes a right turn!

He makes a right turn.

Barker, go back!

He's going the wrong way.

What are you doing here?

I just wanted to say hi.

He just wanted to say hi.

Well, I don't think I've ever heard...

Turn around, everybody. Take our picture.

Okay, picture.

I got to tell you friends,

this is one of those days.

Seventy-eight degrees,

the sold out crowd of 56 fans...

the smell of the popcorn, the hot dogs...

the loud pushy parents,

and the crying kids.

But I'll tell you something,

there's no other place I'd rather be.

And as my grandson Barker

said to me this morning...

"Man, your feet smell like cheese."

This is Artie Decker,

De Voice of the Peewee Giants...

saying see you next game!

And, lights out, Alice.

Settle down,

it'll all be clear

Don't pay no mind

to the demons

They fill you with fear

The trouble, it might drag you down

If you get lost, you can always be found

Just know you're not alone

'Cause I'm going to make

this place your home

Um...

Andy? Andy, there's no paper.

Anyone have five singles for a five?

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