Quints Page #7

Never Seen That.

You Found Yourself,

Jamie.

Now Don't Let Anyone

Take You For Granted.

Show Your Parents

The Real You.

They Don't Care.

Oh, Give Me A Break.

They're Distracted,

Sure,

But Think Back

Before The Quints.

You Know

How Much They Care.

That Was Caring?

They Drove Me Nuts.

I Would Give

Every Blue Ribbon

I've Ever Gotten

For One Look...

Like Your Mom Gives You

When You Walk

Through The Door

After A Day At School.

Ok, So, Fine.

They Love Me.

Man, I Can't Believe

You Talked Me

To Come Here.

It's Ruined My Day.

It's Not As Easy

As He Says, You Know.

He Didn't Say

It Was Easy.

He Just Said

To Deal With It.

It's Not Fair.

The Quints Were Supposed

To Make Everything Easier.

Now They've Just

Mucked Everything Up.

Deep In Conversation,

I See.

May I Intrude?

Is Magnet Really

The Better School For Me,

Mr. Blackmer?

Yeah, Great

Chattin' With Ya.

Bye, Now.

No, Seriously.

Yes, Washington

Is A Great School, Jamie,

But It's Geared

To Math And Science.

Grades Rule.

But People Go To College

From G.W.

Yeah, Well,

They Go To College

From Milford High, Too.

Plus, If It Matters,

Milford's Got

A Much Better Art Program.

Some Of The Most Successful

People In Life

Haven't Even

Finished High School,

And There Are

College Graduates

Who Never Amount

To Anything...

And Do You Know

What The Secret Is?

No Clue.

Me, Neither.

Ah, Shoot.

I Was Hoping...

Aw, Well.

Look, Jamie,

I Can Promise You This.

Life Will Go On

If You Don't Get Into G.W.,

And You'll Still Have

Every Chance Of Succeeding

As Long

As You Try Hard.

Your Future

Always Lies With You.

Plus, I Know This.

You Have

A Lot Of Talent,

And You've Found Something

That You Love.

I Wish My Parents

Could See That.

All Right, Well,

Then, Why Don't You

Try Telling Them

That Your Sketches

Are Going To Be Part

Of The Main Exhibit

At The School Art Show.

Yeah, Right,

Like They'd Really--

Are You Kidding Me?

Heh Heh. Nope.

Jamie,

Your Stuff Is Great.

You Really Capture

Those Kids.

Look, I Was Gonna Tell You

The Good News Later,

But This Seemed Like

A Perfect Moment.

Holy Cow.

He Isn't Kidding.

Jamie, Excellent.

I'm Gonna Tell

Everyone

I Knew You Before

You Were Famous.

Yes, Yes, Yes, Yay.

Ok, Everyone

At The Table.

I Have An Announcement

To Make.

[Clears Throat]

Well...

This Is Very Exciting.

My Drawings Are Going To Be

In The Main Exhibit At

The School Art Show.

And That's Good?

Art Show...

And Your Point Is?

Hey, Come On, This Is

A Really, Really Big Honor.

Well, Honey,

Why Would We Care

About You Getting An Honor?

Jamie, We've Never Cared

About That Type Of Thing.

Are You Feeling Ok?

Oh, Come On, Now, People.

I'm Just Messing With You.

Now, Where Were We?

In The Main Exhibit?

Why, That's

Quite An Honor,

Isn't It?

Yes. Only One Person

Gets Chosen From Each Class.

And You Know,

I Wasn't Even Really Trying.

It Just Kind Of Happened.

[Horn Honks]

No!

It Didn't Just Happen.

It Happened Because

My Little Girl

Has Her Dad's

Artistic Eye.

Mmm! That's

How It Happened.

Main Exhibit, Huh?

Ha! Wow!

Mr. Blackmer Says

My Stuff Is Really Good.

It's All Drawings

Of Adam And Becky

And Charlie--

The Quints.

Yes, We've Seen You Draw Them.

You Must Be

Very Good, Jamie.

Congratulations.

Why, Thank You, Albert.

Ok, I Have

To Go To Work.

Hey, Wait A Second.

When Can We

See The Exhibit?

Gala Opening In 4 Days,

Saturday Night.

Be There.

Absolutely.

Oh.

Mmm!

Love You, Honey.

See You, Albert.

Bye.

Oh, This Is

So Wonderful.

Yup.

Things Were Good Again.

Best Of All,

I Had Found Myself,

And My Parents Had Found

The New Me And Embraced Me.

[Sighs]

Now, That Happy Ending

Can't Be Too Far Away Now,

Can It?

The Saturday School Art Show

Made This A Big Week,

But It Kept Getting

Bigger And Bigger.

Hey, There She Is,

Our Budding Van Gogh.

Mmm! Mmm!

Good Morning.

Morning.

Oh, I Asked

Mr. Blackmer

To Save You Seats

At The Awards Ceremony.

I Hope That Was Ok.

Anything You Want.

It's Your Night.

[Door Opens And Closes]

[Whistling]

Good Morning.

No, No, Strike That.

It's A Great Morning.

Hey, Albert,

What's, Uh--

What's Goin' On?

Did You Just Get Paid Today?

Well, In A Sense,

We All Did.

Jim, Nancy...

I Have Created A Huge

Media Moment For You.

We Will Refresh The Story

Of The Quints

In A Totally New Way.

It's A Winner.

Yeah?

"The Governor's Parents

Of The Year Gala Dinner."

We're Invited?

It's Better Than That.

You're The Guests Of Honor.

Oh, I Am Good.

We Are Parents

Of The Year?

Jim:
Ha Ha.

That's Amazing, Albert.

I Have Been Lobbying

For This From The Start.

The Exposure, The Prestige,

This Is A Real Break.

This Could Add A Good Year

To The Quints' Glory Time.

Parents Of The Year...

It's Such An Honor.

Oh.

[Laughs]

Thank You, Albert.

That's Fantastic.

And It's For Us,

Jim, Not Just

The Quints.

It's Nice

To Be Recognized.

[Baby Cries]

Oh.

I'm Gonna Go

Tell The Quints.

They'll Be

So Proud.

Whoa. I'd Better

Get To Work...

Dad Of The Year.

Ha Ha. Ok.

Thanks, Albert.

Ok, Then. Ahh.

[Crying]

Morning, Jamie.

Wow.

She Sure Is Moving.

[Crying]

Jamie, What Are You Doing?

Jamie, Hey.

Jamie, Stop It.

Give That Back!

It's Mine!

Give It To Me!

It's Mine.

Give It Back!

Tell Us What's Wrong.

James,

What Happened?

My Parents Are Gonna

Go Meet The Governor.

Uh, Uh, That Would

Really Bother Me, Too.

No! They're

Parents Of The Year.

Right, And This

Makes You Mad?

There's This Big Dinner

In Their Honor,

And It's The Same Night

As The Art Show...

And Guess Which One

They're Going To.

Just Guess.

It's Not Fair,

You Know?

I Finally Do Somethin'

That Should Make Them

Proud Of Me,

But It's Just--

It's Not Enough.

I Mean,

I Try My Best,

But They Just

Forget About Me Anyway.

They Didn't

Forget About You.

Yes, They Did.

They Said That

They Were Going

To The Dinner.

They Knew

Which Night It Was.

We Were Just Talking

About The Art Show....

Right Then.

I Mean,

What's The Point?

No Matter What I Do,

It's Never

Gonna Be Enough.

Wow.

You Sure Do

Rip Fast, Huh?

Hey, That's Ok.

It's All Right.

Uh...

It Looks Like

We Still Have

A Few Here.

I'll Let You

Make Some More.

I'm Not Going

To The Art Show,

Mr. Blackmer.

Didn't You Hear

Anything I Said?

Hey, I Turned Down

A Lot Of Dates

To Be Free

That Saturday Night.

Well, I Don't Want

To Go There Anymore.

I'll Just Stay Home

With The Quints

And Let My Parents

Have Their Fun.

That's Not What You

Really Want To Do,

Is It?

It Is.

Fine, Then.

Well, Your Art

Will Be Lonely,

And We'll Miss You,

But, You,

Since You're Not

A Teacher,

You Have To Do

What You Have To Do.

Jamie:
And That's The Way

Things Went For A Few Days.

I Wasn't Really Happy.

I Felt Like Maybe I Didn't

Know Myself After All,

And I Honestly Felt Like

I Wasn't Even Part Of My Family.

Focus, Focus, Focus,

Focus, Focus, Focus.

Good Morning, Jamie.

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