Sing Page #4
just nod
or shake your head, okay?
How was that, dad?
You're still too soft
on them corners, Johnny.
You got to attack 'em.
And you're crunching the gears.
I told you, you got
to be gentle with the...
Look, turn that down.
Oi!
Listen to your father!
"Too soft on the corners,
Johnny."
"You're not doing it right,
Johnny."
"Speed up, Johnny."
"Do it like I showed you."
Whoa!
Dad?
Oh, no.
I've run over my dad.
Now, that is more like it.
Good night, my dears.
Norman, are you awake?
How was your day, honey?
Same as always.
-It was?
-Mm-hmm.
I don't know
how you do it all, honey.
-Good night.
-Good night.
All creatures great and small,
- welcome to the moon theater!
Mr. moon?
-I have Judith from the bank.
-What?
Whoa, no, no, no. Tell her I'll
call her back in the morning.
Oh, I can't.
She's right here.
Judith! Hello.
I work for a bank,
not a charity,
and if your accounts
are not settled
-by the end of the month...
-Okay, Judith...
I personally guarantee,
by the end of this month,
this show is going to be
the biggest hit
this city has ever seen.
Mr. moon, none of your shows
have ever worked.
None of them!
You've had your chances.
Now, settle your accounts,
or we will repossess
this property.
Okay. Toodle-oo.
What are you going to do,
Mr. moon?
Honestly, uh...
I have no idea.
Mmm. Are you wearing
a speedo, Eddie?
What... what are you...?
Eddie?
Is everything all right?
Yeah, uh,
just doing my laps, ma!
So, what, you live
in the pool house now?
Yeah, my folks want me
to be more,
you know, independent, I guess.
They even hooked me up
with this life coach dude.
-Life coach?
-Yeah.
find my purpose in life.
I thought I had one,
but it turns out
it wasn't the right one
or something.
I don't know.
Anyway, he's got me
It's, like, mondays,
take out the recycling;
Tuesdays, mow the lawn;
Wednesdays, go visit Nana;
Thursdays, clean the pool.
It's like, don't we have people
to do all of this stuff?
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa,
whoa, whoa. Back up.
Your Nana is still alive?
Oh, yeah.
Wow.
And she's rich, right?
She's loaded.
But trust me, you don't want
to go near my Nana.
She is one mean sheep.
Good. Lower the moon.
-Coffee?
-Thank you, miss crawly.
Okay, that's normal.
Just needs a knock.
--See? You're getting it.
Anyone seen my glass eye?
The darn thing
keeps popping out.
Whoa!
-It wasn't me.
-Oh, is that so?
- Pete?
Pete!
- You're gonna be all right.
- Okay, just... -
- just hang in there, buddy.
- Ricki? Kai?
Why aren't you guys rehearsing?
We're through.
They said I'm
an intolerable egomaniac.
I don't even know
what that means.
All right.
We're two acts down.
Give me some good news,
miss crawly.
Oh, it's not as bad as it looks.
Uh...
- Oopsie-Daisy.
Meena, how would you like
to re-audition for the show?
Really? Well, yeah.
-Great.
-I mean, no.
What?
I-i mean, yes, I can sing.
But no, i-i get so nervous,
and... i-i can't do it.
I mean, I would totally do it,
but... no, I... no.
I'm gonna take that as a maybe.
Great! Look, they're back.
Uh, we're gonna come back
to this, meena.
Listen, guys,
forget what I said before.
You are very talented.
Please, join the show, okay?
Yes? No?
Oh, um... here.
What? Hey, no, no, no.
Wait, wait, wait, wait.
D-don't go, don't go!
Oh, what is this for?
Now, we use this
to follow the steps.
Caspar! Caspar, no!
How about this? Ha-ha!
- Come on. What did I tell you?
I'm so sorry.
He had a fever,
and it was too late
to get a sitter, so...
--Well, you seem fine now.
Wow!
--I am not singing this.
What's not to like?
You're a female,
and you're a teenager.
This song was made for you.
Wow. It's like you can
see inside my tiny
teenage mind.
I know, right?
You just gotta add some moves
and a little bit of...
-Go for it!
-Oh, you mean like this?
There you go.
You're a natural.
Yes, that was very bad.
Johnny.
Come in. Over.
Oh, Johnny,
your jacket's talking.
Johnny, where are you?
Dad, what's going on? Over.
What do you mean,
I know.
I'm... I'm so sorry.
It's just, I've got
Do I need to start worrying
about your commitment here,
Johnny?
-Tell me no.
-No. Absolutely not.
I promise it won't happen again.
-It better not.
-Thank you, Mr. moon.
Hi. I'm Becky.
Becky?
Hey, what did you expect?
I did it for us, Lance!
You and me!
Oh, sweetie, I'm sorry.
I think I left
my sunglasses in there.
Come on, Becky.
Let's get out of here.
Jackpot, baby!
-Whoo-hoo!
-Ooh!
Well, I say we call it
a night there, fellas.
Hey, uh, put the cash
in my car, will you, Derek?
Well, you're one great
card player, Mike.
- Not so bad yourself.
-Ooh...
Except I still can't tell
how you cheated.
Cheated? Cheated?
Oh, I am offended.
Come on, baby,
let's cut some rug.
Oh!
Wh-what the...?
Oh.
How did that get there?
-Run for it, baby!
-Hey!
Whoo!
Get him!
Excuse me.
Don't let him get away!
-Thanks, Derek.
-Out of the way.
So long, suckers!
Good morning, buster.
-Hey, Eddie. How are you?
-Good.
-How's the show going?
-Ah, it's going great.
Hey, that's a sharp jacket
you've got on today.
Oh, thanks.
Wait.
What are you doing here?
Eddie, you can't come
visit your Nana
without bringing her
some flowers.
-Here.
-What? No!
Buster, no! Don't go in there!
Yes, can I help...?
-Buster!
-Ah, Nana!
Just look at you, dear.
Wow!
You don't look a day over 90.
Oh, my gosh.
Buster moon.
We met at Eddie's graduation.
Oh, lucky me.
A visit from my useless grandson
and his ghastly little
theater friend.
Look at that-- she remembers me.
Okay, Nana...
How would you like
to be the sponsor
for a very prestigious prize?
Not for that singing contest
i saw on the news.
That's the one.
Oh, I see.
You don't have the money,
do you?
Well, we don't quite have it
all locked in...
Well, you'll not get
a cent out of me.
Nana, please, just listen to me
-for one second, okay?
-No, absolutely not.
-Don't listen to him, Nana.
-I'm not listening
-to either of you.
-Just wait one second.
Lapsang souchong, no sugar,
Uh, Nana, i-i don't know
how to make tea.
Wow. I saw this show
when I was a kid.
Nana, you were
absolutely amazing.
Please, this flattery is futile.
I have no intention
of bailing you out.
Your pathetic shows
are the reason
that theater
no longer has an audience.
Oh, but this show is gonna...
Gonna pack 'em in
like it did
in the good old days.
They were not "good old days,"
Mr. moon.
They were magnificent.
And that theater of yours,
it was a palace
of wonder and magic.
But, Nana, it still is.
-Yeah, right.
-Ow!
I can recall the ushers
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