Quints Page #4

I Didn't Think My Parents

Would Approve Of Art Club.

It Wasn't Part Of The Plan,

You Know?

I Was Protecting My Freedom.

I Loved That Freedom.

How Much?

I'll Show You At Dinner.

Ooh Ooh Ooh

Ahh Ahh Ahh

Ooh Ooh Ooh...

Yup, Things Had Changed.

I Was No Longer

The Center Of Attention,

And I Was Actually

Doing Well In School.

Sure, It Was Only Art Class,

But I Figured

All My Other Grades

Would Come Up, Too.

Fiona:

Doodley Doodley

Doodley Doodley Doo

After All,

George Washington

Science Magnet

Was Still My Goal,

Even Though

I Really Did Like Art.

You Look Like

A One-Woman Band, Fiona.

Sarcasm, Number 6.

I Do Not Care For Such.

Jamie.

My Name Is

Jamie.

Here You Go, Adam.

A Little Art

To Cheer You Up.

Aah! Ooh! Ooh!

Ooh, Oh, It's Nothing.

It's Just A Wee Cramp.

[Baby Cries]

They Don't Like

To Be Still, Do They?

Here You Go, Becky.

I Got You.

Oh, Now Keep On Schedule.

I Want Them

To Pee And Poop And Burp

When I Want Them To.

What, Are You Gonna

Dress Them Alike, Too?

Make Them Take

The Same Classes

And Go To Magnet School

Together?

Well, Don't You Want

The Best For Them?

I Do, But How Do You Know

What's Best For Them?

And That Was The Second Way

Fiona Helped Me.

She Made Me Think.

Because The Truth Was,

My Life Hadn't Changed

As Much As I'd Hoped.

How Did I Know?

Well, Because Some Things

Hadn't Changed At All.

Hey, Dad?

Hmm?

Wouldn't You Rather Be

Playing With The Kids

Than Doing That?

Honey, The Plan,

The Plan.

Don't Forget The Plan.

It's More Important Now

That I Stick To It

Than Ever,

And So Should You.

[Babies Crying]

Fiona:
Shut Up,

Babies, Shut Up.

Oh, Number 1 Sleeps.

Number 2 Cries.

Number 3 Does Number 1.

I Don't Even Know

Where 4 And 5 Might Be.

Fiona,

What's The Problem?

5 Problems...

And Only One Fiona.

Wait, Fiona!

Please, Don't Leave.

Oh, I Must. I Must.

I Hear Baby Screams

In My Ears At All Hours.

I'm Living A Nightmare.

I Gave It All I Could.

I Really Did,

I'm Telling You.

I'll Take No Money,

But I'll Take My Leave.

And That's It.

That'll Be It.

Fiona, Wait!

Oh, Oh!

What Is It? Oh!

Oh, I Knew There Was

Another One About Somewhere.

I Didn't Know Where,

But I Knew It Was Safe.

Oh, I Knew

It Was Number 4.

Her Name Is Debbie.

Debbie, Number 4,

Number 4, Oh.

Number 4, All The Best

To You, Sweet Child,

And For You Grovers,

Godspeed.

You Know I Tried.

I Really Did Try.

I Gave It Me All,

But Me All Wasn't

Good Enough.

Ok, This Is

Just A Roadblock.

I Know Things Look Grim,

But We Are Not

Gonna Panic.

[Baby Cries Louder]

I Will. We Will.

I Can't Handle Them

On My Own.

There's Gotta Be

Some Kind Of Clear

Alternative.

Sitters.

We'll Get Sitters.

We Can't Afford Sitters.

Ok, Oh, Wait! Wait, Wait.

I'll Set Up Volunteers.

Oh, That's A Great Idea.

I'll Circulate Fliers

In The Neighborhood And--

Oh, No, No.

That Will Never Work.

I Could Take Care

Of The Kids.

We Got To Get A Plan.

We Got To Get A New Plan.

Oh, When Are You

Gonna Have Time

To Come Up

With A Plan, Jim?

I Will Take Care

Of The Kids.

Nancy:
You Will, Jamie?

How?

[Baby Starts Crying]

Ok, I Lied.

I Can't Do It.

Nancy:
And You

Shouldn't Have To.

We'll Take Care Of This.

Sitters. It's Simple.

Honey, We Can

Barely Afford

The Diapers.

Come On.

Just Hold On A Second.

Let Me Just--Let Me

Just Think About This

A Second.

Now, If I Work 70 Hours

Of Overtime A Week--

No, I-I'll Give Up

My Allowance.

Oh, No, Jamie,

Don't Let This Affect You.

No, But They're

My Family, Too.

I'll Just Give Up

My Allowance To The--

To The Diaper Fund.

I've Got To Go Back Up

To The Babies.

Ok, Here You Go.

There You Go, Honey.

[Doorbell Rings]

I Got To Go To Work.

Coming, Coming.

Can I Help--

Hello, Little Lady.

You...

That's The Most

Beautiful Thing

I've Ever Seen.

Did Somebody Make A Wish

To The Diaper Genie?

The Answer To Your

Problems Has Arrived.

Jim, Jamie,

I Am Albert Lensley.

I'm Sorry,

Do We Know You?

No, But I Know

All About You

And Your Beautiful,

Blossoming Family.

And I Am Here

To Make Your Life

A Whole Lot Easier.

Uh, What Exactly

Is It That You Do,

Mr., Uh, Lensley?

Oh, Please,

Call Me Albert,

And In A Nutshell,

What I Do Is I Get You

Money And Free Gifts.

Like These--Like These

Cutie Pants Diapers.

Why Would Anybody

Give Us Money

Or Anything

For That Matter?

Quints, Jim, Quints.

Oh, I'm Sorry.

Come In. Come In.

Come In.

Maybe Meet Them,

Say Hi.

At This Point

We Didn't Know Much

About Dear Old Al,

But At Least My Siblings

Took To Him Right Away.

Yeah. Ye--

[Splashing]

Oh!

Oh, I Am So Sorry.

No Need To Be.

No, No.

What An Adorable--

Jamie:
You Want To Know

The Truth?

I Really Don't Think

That Was An Accident.

So Why Are

The Quints Marketable?

Babies Are Cute.

You're An Average Family

With The First Quints

In The State,

The Quints Are Famous.

It's An Ideal Situation.

Really? This Is Ideal.

Oh, Absolutely.

Of Course,

It Would Be Better

If They Were Identical.

Ah, Well, Unimportant.

You Work With What You Got,

And You've Got Quints.

Thanks To Albert,

We Signed A Contract

With Cutie Pants Diapers.

That Plus Dad's Salary

Paid For The Sitters.

But Remember,

This Is My Story,

And Albert, Like Fiona,

Helped Me Out

In Unexpected Ways.

Jamie, Can I Talk To You

For A Second?

Sure.

You Know, For Us

To Really Sell Your

Brothers And Sisters,

We Need To Focus

Exclusively On The Quints.

Now, If You're

Gonna Feel Left Out,

I Need For You To Tell Me,

Because I Want

The Whole Family Happy,

After All.

Actually,

That Sounds Pretty Good.

That's The Spirit.

You Know, This Could

Be Good For You.

I Mean, You'll Have

More Time To Do The Things

You Like,

While We All Work Hard

Here At Home.

Ok? Good.

Hmm.

So How Did Albert Help Me?

Anyone? Yup.

Albert Made Me Think

About Who I Really Was.

Spooky.

That's Exactly

What Your House

Looks Like These Days.

What A Mess!

You Know What, Z?

I Really Like This.

Isn't That Weird?

No, It's Fun,

And You're Good At It.

Really?

Thanks.

Oh, I See.

It's Not Enough When

I Tell You You're Good.

No, You Have To Hear It

From Your Friends.

You're A Teacher.

You Have To Be Nice.

No, No.

I'm A Teacher.

I Don't Have To Be

Anything.

The Truth Is, My Friend,

That You Have Talent.

Ok, So I Have Talent,

And I Like Art,

But Now What?

I Mean,

This Is All New To Me.

Well, Ain't It Great?

This Is What

You Were Hoping For

When The Quints Came.

It Was?

Wait, That Doesn't Mean

I Have To Give Up

On The Plan, Does It?

No, No, A Lack Of Effort

Is Never Rewarded.

[School Bell Rings]

Well, Maybe

You Need A New Plan.

Whoa! That Was

A Heck Of A Thought, Huh?

A New Plan?

No More

G.W. Science Magnet?

I Didn't Even

Want To Think About It,

And Luckily Mr. Blackmer

Changed The Subject.

Now, I've Got An Idea

That Must Be Taken

Seriously--

Absolutely Must.

No Questions Asked.

Wait, That's Not Fair.

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